Morning Comrades.
A day before the US Presidential election, the most important election of our lifetime, with democracy on the line, for the land of the free and the home of the brave. Again. Once again. Yet again, the cumulative psychosis of a top down culture war excercized by the most powerful propaganda machinery ever to have existed in human history is upon us and the disassociation with reality is yet again reaching an unseen and unrecorded fever pitch that truly only exists as an experiment by the ruling class to understand how far they can alienate, oppress and divide its wealth creating masses without a bottom-top violent revolution.
It is staggering that even here, as I am sipping my ginger and lemon tea at my desk to combat yet another cold, thanks to a pro-capitalist health approach by our ruling class in a 5 year ongoing pandemic, that this charade of democracy, this god-awful b-movie akin to Cocaine Bear, with global repercussions for everyone, occupies my train of thought to an extend that all writing, all attempts at making sense of the world we want to change, has ceased. Of course it has, despite the farcical reality of the US Presidential election, the might of their empire is still so omnipresent that it is negligent to ignore. Their increasingly desperate throes of violence, horribly defined as the rules based order and foreign policy of a self-described benevolent benign soft power of global peace, has had real world, material implications for us, living around the world and outside of the geographically isolated hell-scape of amazon warehouses, starbucks, chat gtp earth destroying server banks and school shootings. From wars, war-related migrations, destruction of sovereign economies to erosion of everything our ancestral comrades fought for centuries ago, the US affects everything and everyone and thus, of course, it is obvious that is occupies ones mind.
I was 14 when Bill Clinton got elected, on the back of a saxophone performance on US TV, and on the back of the “End of History” - as the emerging neoliberal world order called the emerging Pax Americana in a post Cold-War World, and even then my elders were already indoctrinating - positively as far as I am concerned - me in the bullshit that calls itself democracy here in the West. By the time Bush Jr and his shadow cabinet of lunatics, now, deeply entrenched within the Democratic and self-styled “leftist” opposition to Fascism, publicly and assuredly shat on the facade of democracy and ushered in Democracy 2.0. A public, for all to see, middle finger to everyone, whilst they ordered their militaries around to world to mass murder and loot for their personal gain, destroyed all existing and already precarious social safety nets for the working classes, initiated mass surveillance on the entirety of the “Free West”, dispensed with legal frameworks to “quieten” dissent and dissidents for the professed sanctity of “freedom and safety”.
That was 24 years ago.
The electorial bogeyman in this cycle of self-serving and mastubatory capitalist hubris, Project 2025 and Fascism(Trump TM), openly started then and has come full circle by now. Dick Cheney, one of the primary architects of this new world vision of Pax Americana of Faux Radical Christianity, Real-Politik aka Daylight Robbery with a side of Genocide, and Enslavement of the Populi, is now at the heart of the ruling party of the US, one, that by the looks of it, may well win Tuesday’s performative election for the US Presidency. For clarity, that is the Democratic Party.
Back in 2016 I made a poster that said something akin to, “No matter who wins, the government stays in Power” and that still stands, as well the 250 year old understanding thereof. There are entire libraries at our disposal that deal with this reality that presented itself as the solution to feudalistic oppression after the French Revolution: Democracy and within a few decades of, people asked the question: but for what class? The maintenance of the illusion, that this evolving construct of fairness, and control / distribution of power is the best we could have come up with and is thus, beyond reproach has demanded oceans of blood from those opposed, with different ideas and more so, of those whose labour and life this illusion has been built on. To the point, today, where power and politics is reduced to one day in an election cycle, predetermined by a an increasingly detached and violent ruling class.
People in the West are preoccupied with voting to an unhealthy degree. This is not to say that everyone votes, or thinks voting is effective or worthwhile; on the contrary, a smaller and smaller proportion of the eligible population votes every election year, and that’s not just because more and more people are in prison. But when you broach the question of politics, of having a say in the way things are, voting is just about the only strategy anyone can think of—voting, and influencing others’ votes.
Could it be this is why so many people feel so disempowered? Is anonymously checking a box once a year, or every four years, enough to feel included in the political process, let alone play a role in it?
In fact, voting for people to represent your interests is the least efficient and effective means of applying political power. The alternative, broadly speaking, is acting directly to represent your interests yourself. Again, a story as old as the construct that calls itself democracy.
To my readers and especially friends that read this in the US - I cannot and will not suggest what to do, especially tomorrow. I feel entirely powerless to pierce the armour of political indoctrination that a vast majority of you have been subjected to, and I am not here to argue with that and those constructs. I wish you well and no matter how fiercely I attack your governments, you are not my enemies. Far from it. I have spent enough time in your country to understand enough to hear the arguments despite my rejection of them. Again, I wish you well and offer what I can for the coming future, because, irrespective of who “wins”, they stay in charge and if the trajectory of the past 25 years is anything to go by, you, and us, will need each other more than we can admit at this point. I have no idea what I can offer these next few days but I will do my best.
In raging, working class solidarity.
Yours,
V.
Stunning clarity as always, Mr. V 🖤
Thank you for making this post freely available.