I am sitting behind my keyboard this morning, mouth open, stunned. And, fair to say, distraught – I don’t write that last lightly. My plight started with reading of further authors protesting PEN’s intention to give French satirical magazine Charlie Hebdo an American freedom of expression award; that number now reaching two dozen – confirming everything I have written in this piece on how a Progressive literature is the death of a literature that can resist tyranny anymore, and so part only of the western capitulation into another iteration of statist tyrannies.
Blog description.
Liberty and freedom are two proud words that have been executed from the political lexicon: they were frog marched and stood before a wall of blank minds, then forcibly blindfolded, and shot, with the whimpering staccato of ‘equality’ and ‘fairness’ resounding over and over. And not only did this atrocity go unreported by journalists in the mainstream media, they were in the firing squad.
The premise of this blog is simple: the Soviets thought they had equality, and welfare from cradle to grave, until the illusory free lunch of redistribution took its inevitable course, and cost them everything they had. First to go was their privacy, after that their freedom, then on being ground down to an equality of poverty only, for many of them their lives as they tried to escape a life behind the Iron Curtain. In the state-enforced common good, was found only slavery to the prison of each other's mind; instead of the caring state, they had imposed the surveillance state to keep them in line. So why are we accumulating a national debt to build the slave state again in the West? Where is the contrarian, uncomfortable literature to put the state experiment finally to rest?
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Friday, May 1, 2015
West’s Tipping Point: Feminist Theocracy Institutes Feminist Sharia - #ProteinWorld #PEN
I am sitting behind my keyboard this morning, mouth open, stunned. And, fair to say, distraught – I don’t write that last lightly. My plight started with reading of further authors protesting PEN’s intention to give French satirical magazine Charlie Hebdo an American freedom of expression award; that number now reaching two dozen – confirming everything I have written in this piece on how a Progressive literature is the death of a literature that can resist tyranny anymore, and so part only of the western capitulation into another iteration of statist tyrannies.
