<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:00:39.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SonofTomJoad</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-1769106227491616909</id><published>2010-06-30T07:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T07:53:49.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To the masked G20 protestors</title><content type='html'>Setting cars on fire so that nasty smoke billows out into the air like the capitalists make, the cars possibly blowing up/shooting off glass hurting people and other animals, throwing things at police, who are human beings, throwing things at horses (Gleneagles and other summits/don't know if happened in TO), trying to hit police with protest banner sticks, etc., etc. is not the "change" I want to see in the world, and, as an anarchist, I, too, am for the replacement of capitalism. Imagine the general populace trying to filter through all this thanks to the police and the corporate media. If we don't do what we do with love in our hearts, we are tools of the status quo, pawns showing up to play our parts at the summit theatre, "justifying" the very repression we oppose. Take the masks off. Go to jail for what you believe. Give good interviews so the people know why you did what you did. With love in your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-1769106227491616909?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/1769106227491616909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=1769106227491616909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/1769106227491616909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/1769106227491616909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-masked-g20-protestors.html' title='To the masked G20 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(AP/Reuters/UPI/CanWest ad nauseum headlines reading, for example, "Iran hangs female" or "Female soldier killed in Afghanistan.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it comes from cop jargon: a [race] female or [race] male was shot.... Nothing like objectifying us even further/equating us with members of some subordinate species. Oh, yeah, that's right, to the rulers and their apologists we are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-8478031581900254165?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/8478031581900254165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=8478031581900254165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/8478031581900254165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/8478031581900254165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-woman-fascists.html' title='It&apos;s &quot;woman,&quot; fascists'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-8662995519374541160</id><published>2009-02-18T08:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T08:50:39.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Obamanausea really sweeping over me</title><content type='html'>A wave of sad and sickening mass dementia is leading these numbed and desperate people, who can't feel the power to change the world already lying in their own hands, to worship corporate-media-created saviours. They are Jim Jones' folks heading for the Koolaid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-8662995519374541160?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ottawacitizen.com/news/Obamamania+sweeps+capital/1299702/story.html' title='Obamanausea really sweeping over me'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/8662995519374541160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=8662995519374541160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/8662995519374541160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/8662995519374541160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2009/02/obamanausea-really-sweeping-over-me.html' title='Obamanausea really sweeping over me'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-9097812328427983930</id><published>2008-12-19T10:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:23:27.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor deeply troubled elite (and their help)</title><content type='html'>By Deb Riechmann, The Associated Press &lt;p&gt; WASHINGTON - Citing danger to American economy, the Bush administration came to the rescue of the U.S. auto industry Friday, offering US$17.4 billion in emergency loans in exchange for concessions from the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;deeply troubled carmakers and their workers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; "Carmakers" don't MAKE cars. They exploit the labour of those who DO. THEIR workers = enough said. BOSSES don't make "concessions": WORKERS DO, in great part because the class collaborationist union bureaucracy sells workers out daily, always identifying with the poor bosses. 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	text-underline:single;} a:visited, span.MsoHyperlinkFollowed 	{color:purple; 	text-decoration:underline; 	text-underline:single;} span.twelve 	{mso-style-name:twelve;} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; 	mso-header-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Ottawa White Poppy Collective will lay a wreath decorated with white poppies at the War Memorial on November 11 at 12:30 P.M. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We have chosen not to lay our wreath during the public wreath laying time near the end of the official ceremony to avoid any appearance of competition with or distraction from that ceremony. We will be conducting our own small ceremony as an alternative to the socially-sanctioned one. Meeting each year for a ceremony in which the trappings and nostalgia of war are clearly prominent will not end war. We remember all those who died and are dying in war, soldier and civilian alike, by working to prevent war. The white poppy is a symbol, a pledge that war must not happen again. It is also a challenge to the worn-out belief in violence as a means of conflict resolution. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;History of the white poppy: in 1933 &lt;span class="twelve"&gt;the Co-operative Women's Guild produced the first white poppies to be worn on Armistice Day (later called Remembrance Day). &lt;/span&gt;The idea for a white poppy arose from the concerns of the wives, mothers, sisters and lovers of the men who had died and been injured in World War One. Increasingly aware of the likelihood of another war, they chose this symbol “as a pledge to Peace that war must not happen again.”&lt;span class="twelve"&gt; See the Peace Pledge Union &lt;/span&gt;website: &lt;a href="http://www.ppu.org.uk/whitepoppy/index.html"&gt;http://www.ppu.org.uk/whitepoppy/index.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For more info about the Ottawa event, contact Brenda Vellino at 613 &lt;span style=""&gt;730-0446/&lt;a href="mailto:brenda_carr@carleton.ca"&gt;brenda_carr@carleton.ca&lt;/a&gt; or&lt;/span&gt; Ian Harvey at 613 868-7630/&lt;a href="mailto:mmediamaniac@yahoo.com"&gt;mmediamaniac@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-2578992237951952020?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/2578992237951952020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=2578992237951952020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/2578992237951952020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/2578992237951952020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/11/white-poppies-for-peace-november-11.html' title='white poppies for peace November 11, 2008'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-4146408731397997146</id><published>2008-10-27T09:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T10:07:40.711-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"A vote for either John McCain or Barack Obama is—at best—an act of criminal negligence" (Mickey Z.)</title><content type='html'>Glad to see I'm not the only one disappointed in Noam's and Howard's take on electoral politics. I still don't get why they are taking this position, these men who used to say that voting is only bread and circuses, spectacle, distraction. It's so much worse than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-4146408731397997146?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.dissidentvoice.org/2008/10/chomsky-zinn-and-obama/' title='&quot;A vote for either John McCain or Barack Obama is—at best—an act of criminal negligence&quot; (Mickey Z.)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/4146408731397997146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=4146408731397997146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/4146408731397997146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/4146408731397997146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/10/vote-for-either-john-mccain-or-barack.html' title='&quot;A vote for either John McCain or Barack Obama is—at best—an act of criminal negligence&quot; (Mickey Z.)'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-6959114053497339797</id><published>2008-10-06T08:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T08:54:52.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'>voting is a a sham, a spectacle, a circus to distract the people</title><content type='html'>If voting changed anything, they'd make it illegal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma Goldman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-6959114053497339797?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/6959114053497339797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=6959114053497339797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/6959114053497339797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/6959114053497339797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/10/voting-is-a-sham-spectacle-circus-to.html' title='voting is a a sham, a spectacle, a circus to distract the people'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-195844193055753574</id><published>2008-07-02T09:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T09:50:25.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ditto on the "gas shortage"</title><content type='html'>But if you watch TV or read newspapers intended for the masses (every paper/publication not dedicated to the business classes), every day you will hear the alarms meant to scare us into submission and fatalism.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-195844193055753574?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.businessweek.com/lifestyle/content/apr2008/bw20080422_520796.htm' title='Ditto on the &quot;gas shortage&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/195844193055753574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=195844193055753574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/195844193055753574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/195844193055753574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/07/ditto-on-gas-shortage.html' title='Ditto on the &quot;gas shortage&quot;'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-3964683680471629426</id><published>2008-07-02T09:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T09:43:09.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THERE IS NO FOOD SHORTAGE</title><content type='html'>Funny how publications written for the elite tell the truth a lot of the time because their readers are the people running the world while the masses get all the propaganda to keep us confused and powerless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-3964683680471629426?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.economist.com/opinion/PrinterFriendly.cfm?story_id=11050146' title='THERE IS NO FOOD SHORTAGE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/3964683680471629426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=3964683680471629426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/3964683680471629426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/3964683680471629426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/07/there-is-no-food-shortage.html' title='THERE IS NO FOOD SHORTAGE'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-4091414711040312948</id><published>2008-05-07T11:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T11:54:59.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rescuing Mothers' Day</title><content type='html'>Mother's Day was originally started after the Civil War, as a protest to&lt;br /&gt;the carnage of that war, by women who had lost their sons. Here is the&lt;br /&gt;original Mother's Day Proclamation from 1870, followed by a bit of&lt;br /&gt;history (or should I say "herstory"):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          ......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mothers' Day Proclamation: Julia Ward Howe, Boston, 1870&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arise, then, women of this day! Arise all women who have hearts, whether&lt;br /&gt;our baptism be that of water or of fears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say firmly: "We will not have great questions decided by irrelevant&lt;br /&gt;agencies. Our husbands shall not come to us, reeking with carnage, for&lt;br /&gt;caresses and applause. Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn&lt;br /&gt;all that we have been able to teach them of charity, mercy and patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We women of one country will be too tender of those of another country&lt;br /&gt;to allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs. From the bosom of the&lt;br /&gt;devastated earth a voice goes up with our own.&lt;br /&gt;It says "Disarm, Disarm! The sword of murder is not the balance of&lt;br /&gt;justice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood does not wipe our dishonor nor violence indicate possession.&lt;br /&gt;As men have often forsaken the plow and the anvil at the summons of war,&lt;br /&gt;let women now leave all that may be left of home for a great and earnest&lt;br /&gt;day of counsel. Let them meet first, as women, to bewail and commemorate&lt;br /&gt;the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let them then solemnly take counsel with each other as to the means&lt;br /&gt;whereby the great human family can live in peace, each bearing after&lt;br /&gt;their own time the sacred impress, not of Caesar, but of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the name of womanhood and of humanity, I earnestly ask that a general&lt;br /&gt;congress of women without limit of nationality may be appointed and held&lt;br /&gt;at some place deemed most convenient and at the earliest period&lt;br /&gt;consistent with its objects, to promote the alliance of the different&lt;br /&gt;nationalities, the amicable settlement of international questions, the&lt;br /&gt;great and general interests of peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia Ward Howe&lt;br /&gt;Boston&lt;br /&gt;1870&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day for Peace - by Ruth Rosen.&lt;br /&gt;Honor Mother with Rallies in the Streets.The holiday began in activism;&lt;br /&gt;it needs rescuing from commercialism and platitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year, people snipe at the shallow commercialism of Mother's Day.&lt;br /&gt;But to ignore your mother on this holy holiday is unthinkable. And if&lt;br /&gt;you are a mother, you'll be devastated if your ingrates fail to honor&lt;br /&gt;you at least one day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day wasn't always like this. The women who conceived Mother's&lt;br /&gt;Day would be bewildered by the ubiquitous ads that hound us to find that&lt;br /&gt;"perfect gift for Mom."  They would expect women to be marching in the&lt;br /&gt;streets, not eating with their families in restaurants.  This is because&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day began as a holiday that commemorated women's public&lt;br /&gt;activism, not as a celebration of a mother's devotion to her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story begins in 1858 when a community activist named Anna Reeves&lt;br /&gt;Jarvis organized Mothers' Works Days in West Virginia.  Her immediate&lt;br /&gt;goal was to improve sanitation in Appalachian communities.  During the&lt;br /&gt;Civil War, Jarvis pried women from their families to care for  the&lt;br /&gt;wounded on both sides.&lt;br /&gt;Afterward she convened meetings to persuale men to lay aside their&lt;br /&gt;hostilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1872, Juulia Ward Howe, author of the "Battle Hymn of the Republic",&lt;br /&gt;proposed an annual Mother's Day for Peace.  Committed to abolishing war,&lt;br /&gt;Howe&lt;br /&gt;wrote: "Our husbands shall not come to us reeking with carnage... Our&lt;br /&gt;sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn all that we have been able to&lt;br /&gt;teach them of charity, mercy and patience. We women of one country will&lt;br /&gt;be too tender of those of another country to allow our sons to be&lt;br /&gt;trained to injure theirs".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next 30 years, Americans celebrated Mothers' Day for Peace on&lt;br /&gt;June 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many middle-class women in the 19th century believed that they bore a&lt;br /&gt;special responsibility as actual or potential mothers to care for the&lt;br /&gt;casualties of society and to turn America into a more civilized nation.&lt;br /&gt;They played a leading role  in the abolitionist movement to end slavery.&lt;br /&gt;In the following decades, they launched successful campaigns against&lt;br /&gt;lynching and consumer fraud and battled for improved working conditions&lt;br /&gt;for women and protection for children, public health services and social&lt;br /&gt;welfare assistance to the poor.&lt;br /&gt;To the activists, the connection between motherhood and the fight for&lt;br /&gt;social and economic justice seemed self-evident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1913, Congress declared the second Sunday in May to be Mother's Day.&lt;br /&gt;By then, the growing consumer culture had successfully redefined women&lt;br /&gt;as consumers for their families.  Politicians and businessmen eagerly&lt;br /&gt;enbraced the idea of celebrating the private sacrifices made by&lt;br /&gt;individual mothers.  As the Florists' Review, the industry's trade&lt;br /&gt;jounal, bluntly put it, "This was a holiday that could be exploited."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new advertising industry quickly taught Americans how to honor their&lt;br /&gt;mothers - by buying flowers.  Outraged by florists who were seling&lt;br /&gt;carnations for the exorbitant price of $1 apeice, Anna Jarvis' duaghter&lt;br /&gt;undertook a campaging against those who "would undermine Mother's Day&lt;br /&gt;with their greed."&lt;br /&gt;But she fought a losing battle.  Within a few years, the Florists'&lt;br /&gt;Review triumphantly announced that it was "Miss Jarvis who was&lt;br /&gt;completely squelched."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, Mother's Day has ballooned into a billion-dollar industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Americans may revere the idea of motherhood and love their own mothers,&lt;br /&gt;but not all mothers.  Poor, unemployed rmothers may enjoy flowers, but&lt;br /&gt;they also need child care, job training, health care, a higher minimum&lt;br /&gt;wage and paid parental leave.  Working mothers may enjoy breakfast in&lt;br /&gt;bed, but they also need the kind of governmental assistance provided by&lt;br /&gt;every other industrialized society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a little imagination, we could restore Mother's Day as a holiday&lt;br /&gt;that celebrates women's political engagement in society.  During the&lt;br /&gt;1980's, some peace groups gathered at nuclear test sites on Mother's Day&lt;br /&gt;to protest the arms race.  Today, our greatest threat is not from&lt;br /&gt;missilies but from our indifference toward human welfare and the health&lt;br /&gt;of our planet.  Imagine, if you can, an annual Million Mother March in&lt;br /&gt;the nation's capital.  Imagine a Mother's Day filled with voices&lt;br /&gt;demanding social and economic justice and a sustainable future, rather&lt;br /&gt;than speeches studded with syrupy platitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some will think it insulting to alter our current way of celebrating&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day.  But public activism does not preclude private expressions&lt;br /&gt;of love and gratitude. (Nor does it prevent people from expressing their&lt;br /&gt;appreciation all year round.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nineteenth century women dared to dream of a day that honored women's&lt;br /&gt;civil activism.  We can do no less. We should honor their vision with&lt;br /&gt;civic activism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruth Rosen is a professor of history at UC Davis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-4091414711040312948?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/4091414711040312948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=4091414711040312948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/4091414711040312948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/4091414711040312948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/05/rescuing-mothers-day.html' title='Rescuing Mothers&apos; Day'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-7892565578437527723</id><published>2008-04-26T08:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:01:52.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That's what I'm talkin' about!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.zcommunications.org/zgraphics/2648"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/BEEGBE%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-12.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-7892565578437527723?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.zcommunications.org/zgraphics/2648' title='That&apos;s what I&apos;m talkin&apos; about!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/7892565578437527723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=7892565578437527723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/7892565578437527723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/7892565578437527723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/04/thats-what-im-talkin-about.html' title='That&apos;s what I&apos;m talkin&apos; about!'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-5876895010294005191</id><published>2008-04-26T08:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T08:51:49.392-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bolivian President Evo Morales' 10 commandments to save the planet, life and humanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;1-Acabar con el sistema capitalista&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;1-Stopping the capitalist system&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;u1:p&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;2-Renunciar a las guerras&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;2-Renouncing wars&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;u1:p&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;3-Un mundo sin imperialismo ni colonialismo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;3-A world without imperialism or colonialism&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;u1:p&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;4-Derecho al agua&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;4-Right to water&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;u1:p&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;5-Desarrollo de energías limpias&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;5-Development of clean energies&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;u1:p&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;6-Respeto a la madre tierra&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;6-Respect for Mother Earth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;u1:p&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;7-Servicios básicos &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;como&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; derechos humanos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;7-Basic services as human rights&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;u1:p&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;8-Combatir las desigualdades&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;8-Fighting inequalities&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;u1:p&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;9-Promover la diversidad de culturas y economías&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;9-Promoting diversity of cultures and economies&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;u1:p&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;10-Vivir bien, no vivir mejor a costa &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;del&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; otro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;10-Living well, not living better at the expense of others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-5876895010294005191?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.zcommunications.org/znet/viewArticle/17251' title='Bolivian President Evo Morales&apos; 10 commandments to save the planet, life and humanity'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/5876895010294005191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=5876895010294005191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/5876895010294005191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/5876895010294005191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/04/bolivian-president-evo-morales-10.html' title='Bolivian President Evo Morales&apos; 10 commandments to save the planet, life and humanity'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-2263270612392116523</id><published>2008-04-14T12:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T12:23:07.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Violence is not necessary when, united as a class, all that workers need to do is fold their arms to gain the world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-2263270612392116523?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.iww.org/culture/official/qanda' title='Violence is not necessary when, united as a class, all that workers need to do is fold their arms to gain the world.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/2263270612392116523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=2263270612392116523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/2263270612392116523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/2263270612392116523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/04/violence-is-not-necessary-when-united.html' title='Violence is not necessary when, united as a class, all that workers need to do is fold their arms to gain the world.'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-2416351701580481454</id><published>2008-04-06T09:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T10:15:28.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Being the change we want to see in the world</title><content type='html'>You don't see the ridiculous irony of your video (and your tactics?) against CANSEC? You say out of one side of your mouths that you are against their bombs and their wars while simultaneously saying you want to make war on them and throwing your version of a bomb at them! How are you any different? Because your bombs are smaller and cheaper? Because you don't have the power of the corporate state? Why would any person for peace, love and solidarity look forward to a world in which the new bosses are the same as the old ones? BTW, I'm an anarchist, too, and some of the Black Bloc is becoming its own corporate media caricature. Talk about stepping right into the cops'/propagandists' trap and alienating yourselves from working people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-2416351701580481454?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Udxk9QExKY' title='Being the change we want to see in the world'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/2416351701580481454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=2416351701580481454' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/2416351701580481454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/2416351701580481454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/04/being-change-we-want-to-see-in-world.html' title='Being the change we want to see in the world'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-2070655789114358327</id><published>2008-04-06T08:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T08:09:46.905-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who needs to be educated??</title><content type='html'>Oppression anywhere, resistance everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vandals deface peacekeeping monument&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, April 05, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTTAWA - The curator of Ottawa's peacekeeping monument, defaced with anti-war graffiti this week, says the vandals chose altogether the wrong target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime Thursday or Friday, the eastern stone wall of the monument facing Sussex Drive was spraypainted with messages apparently [sic] objecting to Canada's involvement in Afghanistan. As of yesterday, the graffiti on the wall still read "Afghan civilians dead," "oppression anywhere resistance everywhere[,]" and included an anarchy symbol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monument, however, predates Canada's combat mission in Afghanistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a monument to the very act of carrying out Canada's foreign policy by the military[,] and going wherever we're sent to hopefully convince the warring factions to stop fighting and start talking," curator John Gardam said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If only these people could be educated as to what the monument really means, then maybe they would show a little more respect."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-2070655789114358327?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.canada.com/ottawacitizen/news/story.html?id=57538df4-62de-4140-8836-436a415a682c&amp;k=81112' title='Who needs to be educated??'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/2070655789114358327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=2070655789114358327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/2070655789114358327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/2070655789114358327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/04/who-needs-to-be-educated.html' title='Who needs to be educated??'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-9105113139847807766</id><published>2008-04-04T08:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T08:19:24.971-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Industrial war on "odour" and germs</title><content type='html'>Febreze is everywhere on TV leading the charge against the nasty smell of fish, for example, the man cooking the fish while covering his nose, as if a person would cook and eat something that so disgusted him! It is unconscionable for us to have breaths even hinting of such noxious scents as garlic and onions (racism is at the root of that prejudice, I'm sure) and coffee, one gum commercial showing a "friend" and a co-worker telling the offending party in an utterly scornful and repulsed way that he needs a particular piece of chemical gum to "freshen" his offensive breath the second he speaks from a foot away. And germs, so scary and ubiquitous! There is the Lysol ad with the colourful swarming representations of germs all over the phone before the kid picks it up. We need antiseptic wipes just to take the bus or go grocery shopping. Febreze again must be sprayed and even huffed in the air by the crazily Febreze-dedicated mom. Odours stay locked in soft surfaces, duh, so we hafta spray Febreze all over our furniture, carpets and curtains to magically "remove" those noxious stenches because, of course, the petrochemical industry cares about our environment. We must trust them when they tell us that germs and odours are to be feared and that we need their products. We hafta have disposal toilet brushes and dusters with Febreze, too. Febreze is taking over! And that is normal while worrying about environmental pollution and cancer is only for tree-hugging fruitcakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-9105113139847807766?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/9105113139847807766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=9105113139847807766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/9105113139847807766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/9105113139847807766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/04/industrial-war-on-odour-and-germs.html' title='Industrial war on &quot;odour&quot; and germs'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-5102381165831974388</id><published>2008-03-22T08:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T08:38:02.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anarchist  Bookfair, Montreal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/R-T9Zf7sNMI/AAAAAAAAACs/Dj4IgWrMs3A/s1600-h/2008bookfairFR_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/R-T9Zf7sNMI/AAAAAAAAACs/Dj4IgWrMs3A/s320/2008bookfairFR_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180544085893330114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/R-T8tv7sNLI/AAAAAAAAACk/Pd4UAf1AF1E/s1600-h/2008bookfair_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/R-T8tv7sNLI/AAAAAAAAACk/Pd4UAf1AF1E/s320/2008bookfair_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180543334274053298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-5102381165831974388?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.anarchistbookfair.ca/en/' title='Anarchist  Bookfair, Montreal'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/5102381165831974388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=5102381165831974388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/5102381165831974388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/5102381165831974388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/03/anarchist-bookfair-montreal.html' title='Anarchist  Bookfair, Montreal'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/R-T9Zf7sNMI/AAAAAAAAACs/Dj4IgWrMs3A/s72-c/2008bookfairFR_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-2955663685917297873</id><published>2008-03-21T12:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T12:29:28.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuppies and their new puppies</title><content type='html'>Enough about your babies, their births or purchases from China or Africa, the new meaning of life you've supposedly found while the rest of us, especially  working class mothers, get nothing but accusations of how poorly we raise ours. The yups, including their celebrity members, are like kids with new puppies to which they attach metaphysical importance because these puppies sprang out of their own wise, svelte and benevolent bodies. Makes me wanna hurl how they expect the rest of us to be enthralled by them reproducing themselves. A couple of moments from now, these kids will be writing books about how their parents didn't even raise 'em.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-2955663685917297873?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/2955663685917297873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=2955663685917297873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/2955663685917297873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/2955663685917297873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/03/yuppies-and-their-new-human-toys.html' title='Yuppies and their new puppies'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-12851304762711377</id><published>2008-03-17T11:35:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T11:48:28.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The only political perspective worse than fascism and reactionary conservatism</title><content type='html'>is neo-liberalism, Marxism-Leninism and saddest of all, the Anarchist Federation of France's.&lt;br /&gt;Usually the conservatives and fascists will let you know directly how much they hate you if you disagree with them, but the "progressives" say they love everyone until you say something that implies their feet are made of clay, and then they will cut out your heart and sign off with "regards" or have a "nice day."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-12851304762711377?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/12851304762711377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=12851304762711377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/12851304762711377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/12851304762711377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/03/only-political-perspective-worse-than.html' title='The only political perspective worse than fascism and reactionary conservatism'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-6677822654715777617</id><published>2008-03-17T07:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T08:08:31.912-04:00</updated><title type='text'>same old conversation with a liberal</title><content type='html'>I still have a long way to go in my life and thought to be non-violent, and the "anti-war" movement has a long way to go before it becomes a peace movement, but even my hopes that at least it was an anti-war movement are dashed because those leading it are not even really anti-war (UFPJ et al), let alone really pro-peace. Of course, many are not really against capitalism and/or cannot see any alternatives, like this one here  below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at the “anti-war” rally in Ottawa, you (a speaker) called Canada's war in Afghanistan "unwinnable," as some also call the US war in Iraq. So is your organization in favour of wars that can be won? They can always nuke 'em to "win," you know. Would you like that? Are you anti-war or not? The peace movement has a long history of unclarity about this. All war is immoral, period. Using qualifying adjectives with the word "war" implies you are not really against war but only against particular wars, as many in the US are against the current war in Iraq, calling it an "illegal"  war. In my opinion, that is just some sort of political adventurism because I guess you are against some people who wage war, like the Conservatives or Republicans, but not the other warmongers. Five minutes ago, the same people were also calling both "illegal" and "unwinnable"  wars "Bush's war" and "Harper's war," confused about the fact that all presidents and prime ministers have always waged war. As long as the people speaking publicly as if they are anti-war are confused, we will not create a real peace movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ian,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot agree more that all wars are bad wars, however. You would agree that wars are sometimes imposed on people and states, such was the case in the first and second world wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a "reality" that makes pacifism irrelevant. I do not view the peace movement as pacifist. Indeed, I view it as the movement that expresses the democratic will of people for a just world that is free of man's inhumanity to man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the case of Afghanistan, I oppose our role there even if the war is winnable. I oppose it, simply because we accepted the role of aggressors, when we clearly have the choice not to, just like we did in Iraq. The Afghan people did not attack us, neither did they declare war against us. We are imposing the war on them and that is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I agree with you that there are no "good" wars for anyone, and when I said that this war is not winnable, I did not imply my agreement with winnable wars. I said so merely to show the barbarism and cronyism of our warmongering political leaders, who voted for the extension to 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I do NOT agree that pacifism is "irrelevant" or that there were/are no there options to any war, even the sacred World Wars. The "Allies" loved the fascists until there own economic interests were threatened, despite all the hype to the contrary (see http://www.globalresearch.ca/index.php?context=viewArticle&amp;amp;code=PAU20070127&amp;amp;articleId=4607). They watched Hitler take Poland, turned a blind eye to the Holocaust, refused to allow Jews to immigrate to their countries, profited from their slave labour, etc., etc., ad nauseum. Saying that there are no options but war without even trying any is reprehensible. We always have choices. There are many options besides war, such as non-cooperation, embargo, etc. The Danes successfully fought the Nazi occupation without weapons. Study the history of non-violent resistance before believing that war is ever an alternative. If you are familiar with this history and still say that war is an option, then you are not against all wars, period. If you are unaware of it, please do some research. Look up the War Resisters' League and what they can tell you about that history. You reject pacifism as "irrelevant," but I'm not sure how much you know of its history/current practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you saying that the French resistance was wrong? Are you saying that Cuban resistance to the Bay of Pigs invasion was wrong? How about the Vietnamese, would pacifism have won the Vietnamese their war for liberation and independence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disagree with you when you mix up between pacifism as an option and war as a consequence. It is agreed that war, historically is a consequence of economic greed, whereas pacifism is the option to allow monsters of the world to rule the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would not adopt a pacifist option if and when I know that I am being attacked for profit. You may choose that option and that's your prerogative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, of course there is an alternative to war. I did not say there are none. However, reality shows that Imperialism and powerful corporate interests have null interest in pursuing such alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm saying that the French resistance shooting back was not the only way, as the Danes and many others have shown. Organized mass non-violence worked in Denmark, so who's to say it wouldn't have worked in France? Other people in France were using non-violent methods, such as the Rosenstrasse women mentioned in the wikipedia link I sent you. How could either or us know whether it would have worked in Vietnam or anywhere else? The issue isn't so much winning or not ("winning" is one of THEIR values) but trying not to become like them, like the Vietnamese National Liberation Front did and all other Maoists/Stalinists/Leninists/Trotskyists have  become. FARC's a great example of that. As far as Cuba is concerned, again, I don't know, but 1200 unpopular guys coming ashore--what would they have done against 10 million Cubans who didn't agree with them? Probably not much. Your argument is that some violence and some wars are okay, right? Just admit that. You don't have to be a pacifist. Non-violence is not something I expect the imperialists to practice, LOL. When you say they don't have any interest in pacifism, it sounds as if you support electoral means, getting the elite to change their ways. Of course, they never will. We have to be the change we want to see in the world, and I for one, want no violence against other people and the planet, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It very much looks like you and I share the same vision Ian;"want no violence against other people and the planet, period."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where we differ is how to achieve this vision. Although I advocate organization and education, in order to yes..elect..true democratic representatives, you advocate pacifism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't have it both ways. Be a pacifist and at the same time one for regime change. Pacifism cannot lead to "regime change" - a must in my opinion - if we are to rid the world of imperialist systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capitalism must evolve in order for it to implode and it is evolving fast. You and I are are proof of that, but so are all the liberation and resistance movements in Asia, Africa and Latin America that oppose imperialist hegemony and occupations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see if I have this straight: you want no violence, period, BUT you want “regime change,” which you believe cannot be done with pacifism but only by 1) electing more leaders of some kind to replace the present ones and by 2) believing that capitalism is evolving and will implode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don’t share the same vision at all. I don’t want any regime changes because I don’t believe in regimes, i.e., states and governments and leaders, and I certainly don’t believe that replacing particular capitalists or greenwashing capitalism, etc., can change it. It can’t be reformed because profit is what drives it, not human need, no matter who’s running it. So I can have it both ways. I want no states, and I want to use no violence to achieve that. Black South Africans might not have all wanted to end the state, but they certainly threw out the apartheid regime without violence, so even people who aren’t anarchists, as I am, are often for regime change via non-violent means. They couldn’t vote, so they had no liberal illusions to overcome about that false choice. I think you are probably a liberal (lower-case “l”) who is not in touch with the fact that he is not really against all violence but only some violence. I’m not trying to get you to agree with me about non-violent resistance but only to admit that you are not against all violence against human beings. I have had this same conversation with others many, many times, and its very rare that someone will admit that he/she believes that some violence is justified, a belief which to me is the root of the whole problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your intervention Mr. Harvey. "Resistance" can accommodate both of us. Let's leave it at that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-6677822654715777617?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/6677822654715777617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=6677822654715777617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/6677822654715777617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/6677822654715777617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/03/same-old-conversation-with-liberal.html' title='same old conversation with a 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/R6iGiPVwUdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fz6GYzYQ08g/s72-c/ferdinand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-9208254417844362205</id><published>2008-02-01T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T16:17:00.844-05:00</updated><title type='text'>upon recently hearing one more friend has fallen for them, thought i'd post this</title><content type='html'>Our Derelict Illusions (for Fed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To call on the people to give up their illusions about their condition is to call on them to give up a condition that requires illusions” (Marx on religion, 1844).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw our brother Jack,&lt;br /&gt;He was nodding at the kitchen table,&lt;br /&gt;The phone in hand loudly signaling&lt;br /&gt;No one at the other end,&lt;br /&gt;A cigarette burning down between his fingers,&lt;br /&gt;And he became my hero in that instant&lt;br /&gt;Because he didn’t give a fuck about a thing—&lt;br /&gt;Three decades later, I see him there&lt;br /&gt;And still want what he had just then,&lt;br /&gt;Abcesses, burns and bruises airbrushed out,&lt;br /&gt;No desperate joneses or humiliation,&lt;br /&gt;Deleting scenes of him pulling out&lt;br /&gt;His eyelashes in frustration&lt;br /&gt;When he couldn’t find a vein—&lt;br /&gt;Still I think of living somewhere like Tehran&lt;br /&gt;Or better, having a boxcar load of liquid morphine,&lt;br /&gt;So I’d have the perfect junkie life for sure&lt;br /&gt;Because there’d be no problem with supply,&lt;br /&gt;Though I’d have to find ingenious methods&lt;br /&gt;Of ingestion undiscovered yet,&lt;br /&gt;Protect my stash from thievery,&lt;br /&gt;Myself from overdose and murderous attempts&lt;br /&gt;To rob me, and then my liver would quit&lt;br /&gt;At 90 just before the dope ran out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said we’d be old men in rocking chairs,&lt;br /&gt;With hashish pipes in hand and grandkids gathered&lt;br /&gt;‘Round our knees to marvel at our wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;Like how the world would be a better place&lt;br /&gt;If everyone would shoot narcotics—&lt;br /&gt;We’d laugh and say, “We are omnipotent,”&lt;br /&gt;But at twenty-four you nodded out for good&lt;br /&gt;While I was tucked away in rehab,&lt;br /&gt;And how I wish that you were here with me—&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned a lot I’d love to share with you&lt;br /&gt;About solidarity and vulnerability&lt;br /&gt;Since we stumbled loaded miles together.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve often wondered why you died&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve lived on for thirty years since then,&lt;br /&gt;When you’d have done as well as I&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone at living on—&lt;br /&gt;Old-timers in AA tried to console me&lt;br /&gt;With platitudes about some “plan”&lt;br /&gt;That God must have for me (and not for you,&lt;br /&gt;I guess), which was no help at all,&lt;br /&gt;And NA saved my life, for sure,&lt;br /&gt;But never answered questions more complex&lt;br /&gt;Than how to live drug-free: that’s huge&lt;br /&gt;But not much of a “plan” or road to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mind is such a mystery to me—&lt;br /&gt;It turns to anything to avoid&lt;br /&gt;Our present condition, even addiction,&lt;br /&gt;Its romantic rituals,&lt;br /&gt;Tragic searching for solace,&lt;br /&gt;Surreal, euphoric memories,&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit ‘bout the “good old days”&lt;br /&gt;Or some imagined angle to escape&lt;br /&gt;Inevitable jail, institutions or death&lt;br /&gt;(It’ll be different this time, I know it will)—&lt;br /&gt;Even though (or maybe because) I miss&lt;br /&gt;My young dead friends, especially you,&lt;br /&gt;Even though a daughter’s following&lt;br /&gt;In my footsteps and I see the victims&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere, I sometimes envy those&lt;br /&gt;At it still with bigger habits,&lt;br /&gt;Their exciting lives, their fortune at the game—&lt;br /&gt;One plan is to struggle now somehow&lt;br /&gt;To destroy our condition that requires such illusions,&lt;br /&gt;Our dog-eat-dog, shit-flows-downhill condition,&lt;br /&gt;Our sacrificial slaughter on the altar of Power and Profit,&lt;br /&gt;By creating a new reality &lt;br /&gt;So fair and clean that no one needs escape,&lt;br /&gt;No one seeks an accidental suicide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-9208254417844362205?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/9208254417844362205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=9208254417844362205' title='2 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-8316812722779492734</id><published>2008-01-26T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T12:48:19.821-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Naples Daily Noose defending Burger King's "right" to exploit farmworkers/my response</title><content type='html'>http://www.naplesnews.com/news/2008/jan/25/editorial-burger-king/#comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editorial: Burger King&lt;br /&gt;Chain’s hint of tomato ban is volley back at coalition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily News staff&lt;br /&gt;Friday, January 25, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burger King has announced it may stop buying tomatoes from Southwest Florida packing houses if the &lt;a href="http://www.ciw-online.org/"&gt;Coalition of Immokalee Workers&lt;/a&gt; continues pressuring the fast-food giant to pay a penny more per pound for one of customers’ favorite toppings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burger King’s announcement comes amid word that prior commitments from other fast-food chains such as Taco Bell and McDonald’s to help migrant workers get a better break — approximately doubling their pay per 40-pound bucket picked — may be falling apart as growers now back away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We understand there has been resistance in the past to coalition initiatives out of concern for the organization becoming a union and agribusiness losing control. Still, we wonder whether Burger King’s bold move may simply be an overdue acknowledgement that what the coalition proposes turns fundamental economics upside down. It asks that buyers in the free marketplace pay more than they have to for a raw material. The coalition asks companies to take less of a profit or pass the added expense on to consumers in the form of higher prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, Immokalee agribusiness and migrant workers themselves may lose jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The logic, leveraged by street demonstrations outside targeted firms’ corporate headquarters, has been ripe for someone to blow the whistle, and now Burger King has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see that Lytle and the other lapdogs of corporate power at the Naples Daily Noose still know on which side their Milkbone is buttered, and as usual, the growers/bosses/those in power are still breaking treaties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“[T] here has been resistance in the past to [C]oalition [of Immokalee Worker] initiatives out of concern for the organization becoming a union and agribusiness losing control.” Well, of course, heaven forbid there should be any working-class organization because those poverty-stricken agribiz bosses like Collier Enterprises et al won’t make quite as many millions, pobrecitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice Burger King makes “bold moves.” Talking about turning logic and decency upside down! A powerful corporation using its muscle to extort more sweat for less pay from the workers producing its wealth is a brave thing to the Noose, while those same workers trying to make a tiny bit better living are threatening to turn the Noose’s beloved capitalism “upside down.” Somebody has to “blow the whistle” on these workers trying to survive? Holy Orwellian twisting of what whistleblowing means!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there is some truth in this editorial: it is anathema to capitalism that the people actually producing the wealth (workers) have some decent share of it. (The lower the wages, the higher the profits).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news, though, is that there is an alternative to higher prices for those consumers (also working people) the Noose says it’s worried about, an alternative that never gets mentioned in the discourse of those defending the “right” of corporations to make more and more money no matter what: BK could choose to make a little less money while still paying a little more for tomatoes without charging more for their crappy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not a natural law that the only choice is EITHER higher wages OR no jobs and higher prices. “Passing on the expense to consumers” is only an excuse to demonize workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian Harvey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-8316812722779492734?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.naplesnews.com/news/2008/jan/25/editorial-burger-king/#comments' title='Naples Daily Noose defending Burger King&apos;s &quot;right&quot; to exploit farmworkers/my response'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/8316812722779492734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=8316812722779492734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/8316812722779492734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/8316812722779492734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/01/burger-kings-right-to-exploit.html' title='Naples Daily Noose defending Burger King&apos;s &quot;right&quot; to exploit farmworkers/my response'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-4639800785827122540</id><published>2008-01-13T09:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T10:42:03.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Even sadder than another senseless death is the propaganda that guarantees many more will follow</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dead soldier found his calling in Afghanistan, say mourners&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kathryn May&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ottawa Citizen&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Saturday, January 12, 2008&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;OTTAWA - Gunner Jonathan Dion was something of a lost soul (&lt;u&gt;WHATEVER THAT MEANS—BUT AT LEAST HE WAS ALIVE&lt;/u&gt;) until he joined the army and found his mission in Afghanistan to "make a difference," said friends as they mourned the soldier who was killed late last month.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dion, who would have turned 28 years old last week, died Dec. 30 during his first NATO mission (&lt;u&gt;THAT’S WHAT YOU CALL A SHORT “CALLING” IN LIFE! AND THESE SAME PEOPLE THINK SUICIDE BOMBERS ARE NUTS&lt;/u&gt;.) after his light-armored vehicle struck a roadside bomb about 20 kilometers west of Kandahar city.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As they loaded his wooden casket into the waiting gray hearse, the family released a white dove (&lt;u&gt;FOR PEACE?!&lt;/u&gt;), which flew over the heads of a somber crowd that had gathered silently outside.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dion was born in Val d'Or Que., but spent most of his life in Gatineau. Friends said he was a good athlete, was generous, selfless and "one of the gang" who was always willing to help his friends (&lt;u&gt;AND HIS EARLY VIOLENT DEATH WAS HIS REWARD??&lt;/u&gt;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kevin Graham, who grew up with Dion and later followed him into the military, said his friend found his calling in the armed forces. He had dropped out of school, tried his hand at a few jobs (&lt;u&gt;AS IF THAT WAS SUCH AN UNUSUAL THING THAT HE WAS BETTER OFF KILLING HIMSELF? HOW ABOUT CREATING A SOCIETY IN WHICH WORKING CLASS MEN DON'T SEE KILLING AND BEING KILLED FOR THEIR GOVERNMENT AS THEIR ONLY WAY TO MAKE A LIVING??? BUT THEN WHO WOULD FIGHT THEIR WARS FOR THEM???&lt;/u&gt;) - and then someone handed a pamphlet about the military and he was sold, said Mr. Graham.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He said his emails from Afghanistan revealed how much Dion loved his work and had found his niche (&lt;u&gt;POOR GUYS DON'T KNOW THAT A "NICHE" MEANS SOMEWHERE SAFE AND SECURE&lt;/u&gt;). In fact, Graham said it was Dion who inspired him to join the military a year later.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"It was the best decision he made in his life," said Graham. "He wanted to make a difference in the world and that's what he did." (&lt;u&gt;AND THIS POOR GUY MAY SOON FOLLOW IN HIS DECISION TO GIVE HIS LIFE FOR SOME "MISSION" FOR THE RICH&lt;/u&gt;.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dion's uncle Ronald Marcil said his nephew was a proud soldier who was determined to go back to Afghanistan even before he finished his first tour of duty. Despite his death, he said, the family supports the mission and distributed "Support Our Troops" pins and magnets during the funeral (&lt;u&gt;SUPPORT THE TROOPS BY BRINGING THEM HOME!&lt;/u&gt;).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-4639800785827122540?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/4639800785827122540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=4639800785827122540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/4639800785827122540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/4639800785827122540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/01/even-sadder-than-another-senseless.html' title='Even sadder than another senseless death is the propaganda that guarantees many more will follow'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-1222349513887224390</id><published>2008-01-12T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T09:09:03.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>great sick example of what advertising does</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;back-to-back commercials on canadian tv in winter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commercial 1: expedia.ca ad for caribbean destination tickets showing depressed characters fed up with shoveling snow, how early it gets dark, etc., the characters actually crying and wailing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commercial 2: a twinrix ad worrying northern travelers about that same vaunted, tempting caribbean rubbed in our faces in the previous commercial now suddenly dangerous because the pharmaceutical corporation needs us to be afraid in order to buy its product, a hepatitis vaccine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cannot be allowed to accept or enjoy the moment because then we wouldn't want to escape, wouldn't "need" their products, every momentary escape fraught with "danger" or "lack," too, so the cycle of dissatisfaction and yearning consumption never stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john berger's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ways of seeing &lt;/span&gt;(1972) still the best book ever written on this carrot-and-stick of capitalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-1222349513887224390?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/1222349513887224390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=1222349513887224390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/1222349513887224390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/1222349513887224390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2008/01/great-sick-example-of-what-advertising.html' title='great sick example of what advertising does'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-66318929153963207</id><published>2007-12-29T18:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T18:53:06.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>she was so brave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/R3bduv9ypII/AAAAAAAAAA4/NkFr5lT4Wmw/s1600-h/bhu0-004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/R3bduv9ypII/AAAAAAAAAA4/NkFr5lT4Wmw/s320/bhu0-004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149547019164099714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-66318929153963207?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/66318929153963207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=66318929153963207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/66318929153963207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/66318929153963207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2007/12/she-was-so-brave_29.html' title='she was so brave'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/R3bduv9ypII/AAAAAAAAAA4/NkFr5lT4Wmw/s72-c/bhu0-004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-416309341761003333</id><published>2007-12-27T10:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T10:46:12.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>triumph of the indoctrination system #12 to the nth power</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sprawl-mart has those commercials in which the actors/characters are completely stupefied/amazed for hours by the low prices on their sprawl-mart receipts, staring at them, their mouths agape. only in a society in which labour's creation of wealth is made completely invisible/mystified beyond recognition would/could an advertiser dare to raise the issue of why stuff's so cheap. the characters are amazed because they don't know that sprawl-mart's prices (and zeller's, k-mart's and most other stores') are so low because the products are made in sweat shops and unloaded, unpacked, stocked and sold by low-paid, non-union north american retail workers. here's to the united food and commercial workers (UFCW) and others trying to change that.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-416309341761003333?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/416309341761003333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=416309341761003333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>bogus corporate whining about "intellectual property"</title><content type='html'>if you've ever noticed that corporations are always sure to protect what they call their "intellectual property," i hope you've also noticed how their concern goes out the window when it comes to the  intellectual property (inventions) of others, like canadians norman  breakey, who invented the paint roller, and woodward and evans, who patented a glass bulb with a carbon filament in 1875. none of these guys had the cash it took to mass produce their inventions, so they had to sell them to those who did, in the latter case, to edison. "intellectual property" is a concept like "freedom of the press," something guaranteed to those who own the means of production, including the printing presses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-433583032399081115?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/433583032399081115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=433583032399081115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/433583032399081115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/433583032399081115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2007/12/bogus-corporate-whining-about.html' title='bogus corporate whining about &quot;intellectual property&quot;'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-5577005717945798405</id><published>2007-12-25T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T12:42:17.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/R3EnSP9ypFI/AAAAAAAAAAg/4SBUS2Har5c/s1600-h/marx+lenin+hum.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/R3EnSP9ypFI/AAAAAAAAAAg/4SBUS2Har5c/s320/marx+lenin+hum.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147939043538019410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marx: "Don't you know the emancipation of the working classes can only be achieved by the working classes themselves?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lenin: "No, but if you hum a few bars, I'll try to fake it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-5577005717945798405?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/5577005717945798405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=5577005717945798405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/5577005717945798405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/5577005717945798405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/R3EnSP9ypFI/AAAAAAAAAAg/4SBUS2Har5c/s72-c/marx+lenin+hum.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-5326429094576300063</id><published>2007-12-24T19:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T19:26:26.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>white poppies for peace/letter to Royal Canadian Legion</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:hshevali@telusplanet.net"&gt;hshevali@telusplanet.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Mr. Shevalier,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I wear a white poppy for peace and hand them out to interested people at my own expense, although I can understand why someone would want some money for them because they cost money to make and ship, etc. We sure aren’t making any profit from them. Can you say the same about yours? I’m sure you are in favour of capitalism, which I am not, so perhaps you mention filthy lucre changing hands to buttress your thinly disguised attempt to silence those who disagree with you—so much for that “freedom” for which soldiers are supposedly sacrificing themselves. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Our white poppies are not designed like the red ones at all and were created in 1933 by some women in England, many of whom who were the mothers, sisters, widows and sweethearts of soldiers killed in WWI, the “war to end all wars.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Howard Zinn, decorated US Air Force WWII bombardier and historian, has said that if people want to honour vets, they’ll work to ensure there are &lt;u&gt;no more wars&lt;/u&gt; that maim and kill civilians and soldiers. Just as every day is a day for you to remember veterans in your way, so is every day a day for many of us to promote non-violence. I assume you are not implying that only those who agree with you that war is an acceptable solution to conflict are free to express their opinions. That would be ironic, considering your claims about why soldiers die, i.e., to protect “freedom.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Ian Harvey&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Ottawa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“WAR is a racket. It always has been.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Major General Smedley Butler, USMC &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://lexrex.com/enlightened/articles/warisaracket.htm"&gt;http://lexrex.com/enlightened/articles/warisaracket.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-5326429094576300063?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/5326429094576300063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=5326429094576300063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/5326429094576300063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/5326429094576300063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2007/12/white-poppies-for-peaceletter-to-royal.html' title='white poppies for peace/letter to Royal Canadian Legion'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-7495395802863363441</id><published>2007-12-24T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T19:18:50.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the "objectivity" of the corporate media</title><content type='html'>also from global tv, winner of awards for journalistic excellence: after some people died in house/apartment fires recently, anchor says that most building contractors in canada do not agree that making sprinkler systems standard is a good idea, despite all the research to the contrary, because it is "not cost-effective."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how anchors read stuff like that aloud with a blithe face (let alone without being compelled to shout what bastards they are!) is more proof that  "circus dogs jump when the trainer cracks his whip, but the really well-trained dog is the one that turns his somersault when there is no whip" (orwell). i suppose some would say that the anchor is just reporting the contractors' cruel logic verbatim, and that it is up to viewers to figure out if they agree or not, but that ignores the fact that we have to interpret terms like "not cost-effective" into words we immediately understand before the sound bite has gone, words like "too expensive" in this case. that would be a start at least, if they stopped using purr words for the powerful and all those demonizing words for the rest of us. only a start though. better yet, in this case, would be something like "building contractors don't want to put sprinkler systems in housing because that would cut into their profits."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-7495395802863363441?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/7495395802863363441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=7495395802863363441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/7495395802863363441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/7495395802863363441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2007/12/objectivity-of-corporate-media.html' title='the &quot;objectivity&quot; of the corporate media'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-1500557413629919868</id><published>2007-12-24T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T18:17:26.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>more cutting edge journalism from global tv</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;gotta love global tv (canada) for staying on top of things for us regular dopes: a "groundbreaking new study indicates that people could still be intoxicated in the morning after a hard night of drinking" go figger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-1500557413629919868?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/1500557413629919868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=1500557413629919868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/1500557413629919868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/1500557413629919868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2007/12/more-cutting-edge-journalism-from.html' title='more cutting edge journalism from global tv'/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-438501535569906131</id><published>2007-12-12T13:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T14:03:10.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mother's womb was a gentle glen&lt;br /&gt;Ploughed and planted haphazardly,&lt;br /&gt;My father a typical colonial&lt;br /&gt;Inept at love and husbandry,&lt;br /&gt;But from that warm and fertile field&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I sprang up—&lt;br /&gt;When the environmental cancer&lt;br /&gt;In the seedbeds of her ovaries&lt;br /&gt;Twisted and consumed that little plot&lt;br /&gt;That gave us life, my mother died,&lt;br /&gt;We put her in the purifying flames&lt;br /&gt;And then in dear old Mother Earth herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could see my early years&lt;br /&gt;More clearly, my rambles in the woods&lt;br /&gt;And fields, my mother’s face when she called me&lt;br /&gt;“Mighty hunter,” charmed, I think,&lt;br /&gt;Because I fiercely loved the free&lt;br /&gt;And blowing things she loved as well,&lt;br /&gt;Her love for me the flux&lt;br /&gt;That helped create my fragile ties to Earth,&lt;br /&gt;Despite my dad, despair and capitalism—&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to come to Earth and settle in,&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to fly away forever,&lt;br /&gt;Opposed to men in power and poisoned water,&lt;br /&gt;I love the world as it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-438501535569906131?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/438501535569906131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=438501535569906131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/438501535569906131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/438501535569906131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-mothers-womb-was-gentle-glen.html' title=''/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-917411195964431425</id><published>2007-12-12T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T13:47:31.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goldfinches at the Quarry (2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The huge cold quarry yawned silently&lt;br /&gt;That Sunday morning when we crossed the fence&lt;br /&gt;By walking a log that someone had dropped&lt;br /&gt;To crush it down with its No Trespassing signs,&lt;br /&gt;And as we crunched along the gravel road&lt;br /&gt;Along the quarry’s edge, where every workday&lt;br /&gt;Rock trucks rumble noisily&lt;br /&gt;Above the booming, clanging quarry,&lt;br /&gt;Twenty or thirty goldfinches dipped and chirped&lt;br /&gt;Away from us above the dusty treetops—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither of us had ever seen so many,&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if this flock of them&lt;br /&gt;Has settled in despite the dust and din,&lt;br /&gt;If they dip off as each truck approaches&lt;br /&gt;And dip back again when it has gone,&lt;br /&gt;If they’re only there on holidays and Sundays&lt;br /&gt;When some walkers and their dogs&lt;br /&gt;Are the only traffic besides the distant cars,&lt;br /&gt;Their tires whispering on the asphalt,&lt;br /&gt;If they come back every spring&lt;br /&gt;And why they’d like it there at all—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goldfinches living at the quarry,&lt;br /&gt;Peregrine falcons nesting in skyscrapers,&lt;br /&gt;Give me hope that Nature will survive us,&lt;br /&gt;That there’s order and justice in the universe,&lt;br /&gt;The birds above us all,&lt;br /&gt;Even as we blast the Earth’s old limestone bones&lt;br /&gt;To tons of gravel we just have to have&lt;br /&gt;For all the concrete for all the buildings&lt;br /&gt;We just have to build higher and higher&lt;br /&gt;Because there is no room, the buildings closing&lt;br /&gt;In a moment but too late&lt;br /&gt;For anything to grow in the ground again&lt;br /&gt;Until we’re gone and birds shit sunflower seeds&lt;br /&gt;They’ve found in some abandoned building&lt;br /&gt;And sunflowers sprout in the cracked parking lots some day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-917411195964431425?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/917411195964431425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=917411195964431425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/917411195964431425'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;Stands deep in muck, looking narcotized,&lt;br /&gt;Chewing his cud and rubbing his shaggy fur&lt;br /&gt;Against the thin wire links of his prison—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sign says wooly monkeys—&lt;br /&gt;They stretch their skinny arms&lt;br /&gt;Out between the bars—&lt;br /&gt;Though born the overlords of the highest trees,&lt;br /&gt;They look more like old Black men begging,&lt;br /&gt;Prostituting themselves for popcorn—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sign says polar bear—&lt;br /&gt;These days the great bear eats stale bread—&lt;br /&gt;A man trying to impress his girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Acts as if he's going to toss some bread, but doesn't—&lt;br /&gt;The man keeps faking the toss—&lt;br /&gt;The bear rises up on his haunches like a fat white mongrel—&lt;br /&gt;The man finally throws his morsel&lt;br /&gt;And the bear catches it in his teeth expertly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tall stone wall stands between the bear&lt;br /&gt;And the dignity of catching&lt;br /&gt;The crumbman's fragile skull&lt;br /&gt;In his gigantic jaws expertly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-8014886150036344309?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/8014886150036344309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1992986172447915207&amp;postID=8014886150036344309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/8014886150036344309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1992986172447915207/posts/default/8014886150036344309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/2007/12/at-zoo-1984-sign-says-american-bison.html' title=''/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-4110496159207513911</id><published>2007-12-12T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T13:48:53.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The sparrow trapped inside the range hood just above the fan&lt;br /&gt;Had no space in there to spread her wings&lt;br /&gt;And fly back out the way she'd come.&lt;br /&gt;Her tiny guano oozed out through the flimsy grate,&lt;br /&gt;And I could see and hear a wingtip now and then&lt;br /&gt;As she fluttered and rested, fluttered and rested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I'd decided I would pop the grate ajar&lt;br /&gt;And try to catch her in a pillowcase, she burst out&lt;br /&gt;And fluttered desperately against the kitchen windows.&lt;br /&gt;I ran down the stairs to get a blanket to catch her in&lt;br /&gt;And heard a thud on my way back and thought, "The cats!"&lt;br /&gt;But the thud turned out to be her airy body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whacking up against the big glass door she'd hit&lt;br /&gt;When flying through the living room, accelerating&lt;br /&gt;To escape but falling stunned and trembling on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;One of the cats was sniffing her with curiosity&lt;br /&gt;When I approached, the sparrow lying on her side&lt;br /&gt;And barely twitching, eyes closed and feet relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I slid the door ajar, I felt the cool December&lt;br /&gt;Air and had a tiny hope that she could feel it, too,&lt;br /&gt;When off she went, unscathed it seemed to me.&lt;br /&gt;I watched her fly away as fast as she could go&lt;br /&gt;Until she disappeared between the buildings,&lt;br /&gt;And I was happy, awed, relieved I'd saved her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our respective desperations also flew&lt;br /&gt;Away, it hit me that one bird saved&lt;br /&gt;Would not delay the decimation of the birds for long.&lt;br /&gt;She was a common sort at that, adapted for the most part&lt;br /&gt;To our wasteful, dirty ways, and then I cried&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't save thousands much worse off as well.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That universal symbol of freedom was caught&lt;br /&gt;By the inanimate and trivial range hood&lt;br /&gt;And then stopped suddenly and brutally by cold hard glass.&lt;br /&gt;If only her escaping wing beats in the cool December air&lt;br /&gt;In that moment at the door redeemed me, cleansed me&lt;br /&gt;From the wrongs that humans do to Nature and each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>SonofTomJoad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06906453876817907606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-1374030530433010021</id><published>2007-12-09T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T18:02:18.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>first of many about yuppie culture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;notice that harleys and old ford mustangs are suddenly cool? they sure weren't when "only" working class guys had em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-1374030530433010021?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k-dWbjjqqFQ/SAFCFPmy7AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xudDx-cNJW0/S220/HPIM1797+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1992986172447915207.post-8161249918494788412</id><published>2007-12-09T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T17:58:45.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>intro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;i'm kind of a self-styled anarchist andy rooney with an opinion on everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1992986172447915207-8161249918494788412?l=sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoftomjoad.blogspot.com/feeds/8161249918494788412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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