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27-5-03
Lovely
One of
the correspondents in this month's Stalin Lives!
magazine is
calling for the destruction of Israel.
Nice
people these marxists.
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This week's Greenie Left report
This
weeks Pogrom Weekly Green Left Weekly is as "entertaining"
as usual:
--- they're
fellating Fidel
again
Castro was, indeed,
humble and self-critical about the country's economic failings
Well
good thing he's self critical, because criticism done by others tends
to end unhappily. Oddly enough, what's good enough for those unappreciative
swim-to-Florida niggers in Cuba doesn't
seem to sit too well with our socialist bretheren here at home, even
in the mildest of imitations. Then again, leftists generally ask others
to pay the price for their ideological comforts.
--- You
can sign their pro-Castro
petition. Woo!!
--- A
review of Matrix
2 so pathetic only a commie loser could write it. Check this out:
One possible
reading at least sees the matrix as a metaphor for the bourgeois ideology
that binds people to the system, and the rebels who must both battle
the state and free people from their illusions as anti-capitalist revolutionaries.
It may not be
quite the Leninist understanding of the inter-relationship between the
lived experience of the working class and oppressed and revolutionary
organisation (in fact the ``unsaved'' masses are virtually invisible
and irrelevant in Reloaded), but a rough analogy is there.
The Matrix's
vision of liberation may be contradictory, mysterious (at least until
part three, Matrix Revolutions, is released in November), and perhaps
elitist. But that doesn't mean we can't exploit those representations
in popular culture that can have a progressive meaning. Anything, even
in capsule form, that suggests the need to tear away mystifying illusions,
to be committed to a struggle for liberation and to organise for it
can't be a bad thing.
After all, it
was a red pill.
You get the impression
this guy needs to get laid?
--- some loser
poetry. Let me summarise:
Big Marxist book,
Wrapped around my cock,
Gives me a happy.
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Yeah, those Palestinians REALLY, REALLY want peace
I'm,
like shocked man....
The Palestinian
prime minister, Mahmoud Abbas, has pulled out of Israeli-Palestinian
talks on the US-driven "road map" announced earlier today
by his Israeli counterpart, Ariel Sharon.
Mr Abbas cited
"scheduling difficulties", but the cancellation of the meeting,
which was to be held tomorrow, was interpreted as an indication that
the Palestinian leader does not see any value in meeting Mr Sharon.
Never
mind. Everyone will blame the evil Israelis, and you guys can get back
to your national sport: homicide bombings.
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Today's carnival of insanity
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Hey
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I'm crazy!!
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Richard
Neville - less a writer than a flesh-covered mound of swirling madness
- is back with his latest essay: Murdering
The Matrix, marketing missiles, marrying machines
I had hopes for
The Matrix Reloaded. The first version - a Metropolis plus spaceships,
kung fu, drugs captured the subliminal shift of awareness at
the end of the 21st Century. That the natural world was giving way to
the New Global Church of the Silicon Chip. The merging of flesh and
technology is gathering pace . The victors of the Gulf War are the killing
machines, and the shareholders of the corporations who make them.
mmmkayyyyy: b-movies
as metaphor for the Zionist War Machine.
The Matrix encroaches
on the senses with the first handful of popcorn, as the ads unroll.
Scenes from the blockbuster are intercut with scenes selling Mars Bars,
or is it fast cars, or is it both? Long before the opening titles, Matrix
the movie is promoting Matrix the lifestyle.
This
(as with Phillip Adams) is Neville's favourite contemporary bogeyman:
the evils of virtual reality. Neville's been waffling for years that we'll
all dissolve into a virtual porno-coca-cola commercial and there won't
be anyone left to make love to trees. On and on he's blathered, looking
for his portents of doom.
The issue at
stake is control of the future will it be man or machine? Both
in plot and marketing, the machine is gaining the upper hand.
Oh, here
we go.
The packed houses
at the sequels multiple screenings had less to do with artistry
or imagination than with the power of Hollywoods publicity machine.
The human-run
publicity machine. oops.
The first Matrix
had charm, quirkiness, a delicious sensation of fear. The new Matrix
has a mighty budget and minuscule emotional impact, despite Keanu Reeves
interminable orgasm.
You mean,
some sequels suck? The end is nigh!!!
Still, the underground
dance party is fun. Agent Smith, who turns his colleagues into copies
of himself, is the parable of Rupert Murdoch.
Yeah.
Richard once claimed on TV that H.R.
Geiger's Alien design was a "penis with teeth", in
some kind of evil corporate metaphor for AIDS. Or something.
Oh, and
then there was his breathless revelation that the commercial failure of
the lousy Dan Akroyd comedy Coneheads was the results of a conspiracy
against immigrants. I am not making this up.
Overall, Matrix
is an arms sellers bazaar, a Star Wars Expo, in which humans are pitted
against The Terror. This terror is never-ending, just like the movie
itself, which is to be continued, just like the doctrine
of pre-emptive strike.
This
is beyond parody.
Was it just me,
or did anyone else notice that the vilest character in the movie is
French? Worse, a Francophile weasel; arrogant, lecherous, pointless;
the spitting image of Dominique de Villepin, the French foreign minister
who won applause from the Security Council when he warned that an occupation
of Iraq would be messy. Hollywood knows who butters its bread.
In case
you hadn't noticed, Neville has a serious hard-on for the EU.
The next
three paragraphs are an amusing, deranged rant, having something to do
with AI, potatos, and evolutionary theory.
Like it or not,
the merging of flesh and machines is unstoppable. Its as if Dr
Frankenstein is about to marry his own monster only its
not a monster after all, apparently, but a kind of saviour, a way for
us to enlarge our capacities - repair our organs, extend our age, cure
the blind, raise IQs, eliminate disease.
Flesh
and machines merge. He has no examples of this of course, but it must
be true because he saw it in a movie.
Scientists are
the marriage brokers, and the rest of us are mail order Russian brides
bound for the Matrix. While this wedlock is supposed to make
me immortal, such a prospect is sure to terrify my children.
Not just
them, nut-boy. You're off your fuckin' rocker, you know that?
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Those Lovely Deposed Iraqis
Hearing
stories
like this just makes you feel horrible that we violated Iraq's
sovereignty:
Last October
another bride, 18, was dragged, resisting, into a guardhouse on one
of Uday's properties, according to a maid who worked there. The maid
says she saw a guard rip off the woman's white wedding dress and lock
her, crying, in a bathroom. After Uday arrived, the maid heard screaming.
Later she was called to clean up. The body of the woman was carried
out in a military blanket, she said. There were acid burns on her left
shoulder and the left side of her face. The maid found bloodstains on
Uday's mattress and clumps of black hair and peeled flesh in the bedroom.
A guard told her, "Don't say anything about what you see, or you
and your family will be finished."
...and
this is one of the nicer ones.
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The End of Britain
...hello
creepy
EU constitution.
The
Guardian is - of course - outraged
by the skepticism directed towards the glorious collectivist future the
EU promises.
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