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—Photo/Design by Matt Kollash/kollarfoto.com Congress at Work Keeping the U.S.A. Safe for Massacres Potential assassination foretold? By Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2016 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK, near America Having dispersed from a July political convention that anointed a fascist sociopath as their party’s choice for the White House, Republican members of the United States Congress are currently on extended holiday from the burden of accomplishing nothing to advance the interests of us suckers, a/k/a ordinary citizens. At some point in September, they will reconnoiterRead More
HEIL TRUMP! Old-time Dixie bigots and American neo-nazis salute their hero in the lead-up to a Cleveland jamboree of xenophobia, white racism, and hush-hush porn. Polite media called the Republican Party gathering a convention. Others called it a Klanvention. Fear & Loathing in Ohio Donald Trump’s Fascist Bacchanal True-believers: Death to Hillary Clinton! by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2016 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America Like flies buzzing over hot dung, admirers of the execrable Donald J. Trump flocked to mid-July’s Republican PartyRead More
—NBC Television ‘Glorious Leader’ Why is This Man Laughing? ‘Are Americans, Like, Stupid?’ The genius & menace of ‘Glorious Leader’ By Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2016 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK, near America “Tommy, would you like to know how come I’m so goddamn rich?” asked the boss. Said I, of course, “Yes, Jack—“ • Smack in the middle of nerve-jangling days at his bustling Madison Avenue agency, the late great John G. “Jack” Avrett would call me into his baronial sanctum sanctorum: a mahogany-paneled corner office withRead More
NEWEST BUGBEAR in the world of American political lunacy is the mythical predatory transgender brute intruding on the sanctity of women’s restrooms. As depicted in a meme gone viral on Facebook (above), the fixation infected the presidential election campaign. Toilet Panic! Right-Wingers in Sexual Frenzy Ted Cruz thrills the hateful faithful by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2016 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America In the waning days of April, Senator Ted Cruz of Texas was bereft of hot prurience, the gassy fuel powering his pestiferous and ultimatelyRead More
—CNBC Television WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG? FIFTY THOUSAND gun fanatics demand loaded firearms be permitted in a crowded arena where the Republican Party meets this summer for what promises to be a combustible presidential nominating convention. How America Got Punk’d Bang! Bang! You’re dead in Cleveland? by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2016 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America Over the course of seven days in late March, fifty thousand trigger-itching paranoiacs signed an internet petition demanding their “right” to carry loaded guns onto the assembly floor of the quadrennialRead More
“IF YOU KILL ME NOW,” Benito Mussolini reportedly said to his Italian executioners in 1945, “I will come back as the head of a far more powerful nation in need of a leader…” Bigots, Bibles & Bombs America’s Dangerous Political Season The beast is loose by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2016 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America Fascism plagued much of Europe from the 1920s through the 1970s, and even somewhat beyond. Political disease of this recent past is prologue to the dangerous political season atRead More
—New York Daily News cover page, 20 January 2016 ‘WHOOPEE the Ice Queen,’ also known as Sarah Palin, favors a Manhattan billionaire-bigot-blowhard for president— ‘reality TV’ tycoon Donald Trump. Satirists are not amused. The Orthodoxy of Unreality America Through the Looking Glass ‘We don’t need no stinkin’ facts’ NEW YORK, near America On the first honestly cold winter’s day of the year, my friends Pam Trelstad and Frank Esser came visiting from the charming university town of Cedar Falls, Iowa. They had some pleasant business to conduct in NewRead More
‘Onward Christian [Suckers], Marching as to War’ Muslim-hating madness & daily massacres in Jesusland By Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2015 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK, near America On the morning of December 7, 1941 the Imperial Japanese Navy attacked the United States naval base at Pearl Harbor, Hawaii, precipitating American entrance into World War II. The Japanese sunk or damaged eight battleships, three cruisers, three destroyers, an anti-aircraft training ship, and a minelayer. More than two thousand Americans were killed, another thousand wounded. President Franklin D. Roosevelt declaredRead More
Fear & Fascism Repugnant Pursuit of the American Presidency Terrorism’s refugees as scapegoats du jour By Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2015 – Thomas Adcock ‘TRUMBO,’ a newly-released movie about 1950s anti-communist hysteria, complements the début of television series based on the late Philip K. Dick’s novel of alternate history, ‘The Man in the High Castle,’ in which the United States is ruled by the German victors World War II. NEW YORK, near America On Sunday evening the 15th of November, I telephoned a friend toRead More
Farewell, Pal – Robert Leuci (1940-2015) New York On those occasions when a mutual friend passed, my pal Bob Leuci and I would get on the telephone together or meet up somewhere to talk over the amusing and important things the dearly departed said, or did. Bob called such things “the music of an absent friend’s life.” Recollections exhausted, we then fell into companionable silence. Soon one or the other of us would grimly say, “The shots are getting closer, boy.” I am left alone now to write about the musicRead More
‘Waist Deep in the Big Muddy’ – American Empire, R.I.P. ‘Waist Deep in the Big Muddy’ American Empire, R.I.P. By Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2015 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America Wither the United States of America? Apparently, the linchpin of U.S. foreign policy is inchoate war; it seems hardly to matter where. And here at home, one-half the longstanding governing structure of two broad-based political institutions implodes before our eyes. As world history suggests, these may be heralds of an end to imperial America. Tellingly, theRead More
TERROR-STRICKEN TABLOIDS Stop the presses! Bare-breasted buskers the ballyhoo of Broadway! The ‘Tit Squad‘ Cops Battle a Scourge of Naked Lady Parts …with help from pious pols & Officer Jesus by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2015 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America Be warned, ye horny gents on holiday here, the Public Morals Division of the New York Police Department is watching you! Yes, you—all you drooling out-of-towners landed here to behold the promenade of semi-naked ladies in the so-called Crossroads of the World. The forcesRead More
A DUTIFUL nephew recruited by the Stasi for spy duty in 1983 is the spine of a television series set in a fearful, transformative period of recent history. Germany at Ground Zero America vs. the ‘Evil Empire’ Berlin days of ‘Over the wall, under the gun’ NEW YORK CITY Let us remember the dreadful year 1983—the eighth of March, to be precise, when the world held its collective breath in anticipation of an address by President Ronald W. Reagan of the United States to a Florida assembly of virulently anti-communistRead More
SCARY! The New York Daily News, fifth largest newspaper in America, devoted its June 17 cover page to Donald Trump’s declaration of presidential candidacy. (True! This page above is not photo-shopped.) NEW YORK CITY, near America How to explain The Donald, as Himself enjoys being called? Donald as in Donald J. Trump, that is—the billionaire boor and failed casino magnate who seeks the Republican Tea Party nomination for president of the United States. This man is many things, none of them attractive: glitzy real estate developer, golfer, impresario of “realityRead More
NORTH CHATHAM, N.Y. – U.S.A. Post-World War II political institutions in Germany foster reconciliation with and atonement for a shameful history of white supremacist genocide Conversely, the ruling class of the United States willfully ignores a centuries-old gumbo of racist slaughter and gun fetishism amounting to slow-motion genocide. Profiteers of American racism prefer instead to ascribe endless acts of domestic terrorism to “lone wolf” psychopaths. Of late, the loner is a pathetic 21-year-old pasty-faced squeak and confessed murderer called Dylann Storm Roof. On June 17, he calmly drew his GlockRead More
NEW YORK CITY, near America The hands-down most appealing and forthright candidate for president of these United States is a wild-haired, mild-mannered, stoop-shouldered 73-year-old Brooklyn-born secular Jew who greatly admires Pope Francis. He hails from the farm state of Vermont, his bride is Irish-Catholic, and he calls himself a socialist. Fearful of scant advertising revenues from his barebones campaign budget—and little in titillation value: the candidate refuses to trade in traditional campaign slander—American corporate media insist that Senator Bernard Sanders, better known with respectful affection as just plain “Bernie,” hasRead More
As we know from the mountain range of sociological studies on the topic, men have a hard time making friends with their fellow men. This is especially true for white, heterosexual men; doubly true for shamrocks like myself, warned since our days in short pants to beware of the Dread Emotional Talk. Counsel thus given to a nascent borstal boy: No girly talk for thee, Tommy-boyo. None of that missy-missy, passion-soaked palaver. No siree! You must keep the chatter he-man, laddy-buck. Football and motorcars and power tools—that’s the stuff. UnlessRead More
As I write, a deputation of White House operatives is secretly en route to the Moscow apartment where Edward Snowden has lived in forced exile since June of 2013, when he exposed gross illegality by the National Security Agency of the United States and was immediately set upon by Pentagon persecutors—the sort of folks who built American torture chambers in Afghanistan and Iraq, where homicides were not unknown. Apparatchiks for the Obama administration will make Mr. Snowden an offer they believe he cannot refuse: Sit tight here in Russia forRead More
NEW YORK CITY, near America In the annals of modern American presidential campaigns, no strategy has been more beneficial to those who own the government than the pernicious pact Big Business has forged with Big Religion. If only for the god of wicked irony, the association would never have developed. Once upon a biblical time, a socially conscious carpenter was appalled on seeing the ancient temple of Jerusalem packed to the rafters with fast-talking sharpies exchanging currency at usurious rates. (A chronicle of sorts—El Greco’s La Expulsión de los mercaderesRead More
NEW YORK CITY, near America In the year 1607, a principal tenet of American socio-economic culture was established when the first boatload of kidnapped Africans landed at the port of Jamestown, its human cargo destined for lifetimes of wage-free labor in the tobacco fields of Virginia. Ever since, the “national curse of white racism,” as the late vice president and senator Hubert H. Humphrey put it, has adapted to contemporary tribal imperative. The institution of slavery, dependent on whip-cracking louts to enforce order among the manacled, is reflected in America’sRead More
EAST GREENWICH, Rhode Island—U.S.A. From the dawn of American history to present day, right-wing opportunists, blowhards, and clodpates have conspired to scuttle White House dealings with foreign heads of state. This meddlesome predilection began with “the great fool of Pennsylvania,” as eighteenth century politician George Logan was known. It is today replicated in the ill-advised action of a freshman United States senator of ill-disguised ambition—Tom Cotton: failed lawyer, torture advocate, and self-ordained consigliere to the ayatollahs and mullahs of Iran. World leaders and rational politicians here in the United StatesRead More
NEW YORK, near America March 10th, and spring has come at last. On this Thursday, the scrivener’s search for the man he’s wondered about and worried about through the most terrible winter in memory is at a close. Maybe the only place to find him is in caring to know about someone else: a conundrum. The scrivener has poked around in the usual places where men on the margins are consigned to sanctuary: merciful soup kitchens that ask few questions of their patrons, and the sermonizing sort that dish upRead More
New York, near America Never mind America’s backstage squabbles and squalors, our societal troubles and turpitudes, our devastations and disappointments. All eyes, please, on the spotlighted proscenium! Pay no attention to those ring-kissed plutocrats and oligarchs behind the curtain; behold, as it rises on the Theatre of Distraction. Hark! The pieties, platitudes, and perfidies we hear compose a farcical prelude to the oldest established permanent floating crap game in these United States: the quadrennial presidential campaign season. Per custom at this stage of the game, festivities were officially launched lastRead More
War Crimes: What, Me Worry? ‘It’s Good to be the King’ C.I.A. torturers, killer cops & white supremacy By Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2015 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK, near America Despite a chorus of demands for criminal prosecution, it is unlikely that anyone among the plotters, justifiers, and executioners of war crimes during the reign of George W. Bush and Dick Cheney will ever see the inside of a courtroom—let alone prison bars. In the Potemkin democracy of America, fair-complexioned government élites are held no more accountable for sadismRead More
American Thugs The Few, the Proud, the Repugnant High time to clean out the pigpens By Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2014 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK, near America Be advised: the words that follow shall not be sweet. My heart is broken over what occurs in my city and country. I am troubled by the recent spate of deadly police violence in New York and elsewhere in the United States. I am white, and troubled by the ugly dimension of white racism in these crimes. Many Americans deny white racism.Read More
Ach du Scheiße! Welcome to Reaganistan Of Pugnacity & Pussycrats by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2014 – Thomas Adcock New York City, near America Shocked to my bones by how colossally incorrect I was in forecasting victory for common sense over venality in the federal and state elections of Tuesday, November 4, I am at last able to creep forth from beneath the bedcovers and into the sun—finally to face up to you, dear readers. You, who undoubtedly took heart in my roseate essay of October 29, “Butt-Kicking Time.” Alas,Read More
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She knows how to hang puppies, Santa Stella!, murmelt der irre Wissenschaftler und zieht stante pede von dannen, „stante pede“ ein Ausdruck, den schon sein Vater gerne benutzte. Auch Wissenschaftler haben Väter, oder hatten sie irgendwann. Während also alle Welt zuhause bleibt, ist der irre Wissenschaftler seit Monaten unterwegs. Mars – Alpha Centauri – und ganz zuletzt der Nordpol. Perché il Polo Nord? – Auf einmal redet alle Welt Italienisch! Muss an der Liebe liegen, oder an der Sehnsucht unseres Helden nach seinem Vater, der fortging, lang, lang ist’s her... Besuch beim Weihnachtsmann. AIUTO, das Herz blutet! Merry Christmas, tröstet der Santo Santa.
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