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Andrew Bacevich The Age of Illusions – Career Military Men Finding a Conscious After Cashing DOD Checks

Views: 340The author readily admits that he was an unthinking yes-man to American terror. A career military man. Then he describes how Academia saved him by opening his world to morality and critical thinking, as if his soldiering was a terrible nightmare. To have the audacity to call for a national service that would undoubtedly… Continue reading Andrew Bacevich The Age of Illusions – Career Military Men Finding a Conscious After Cashing DOD Checks

Tony Santoro’s YouTube Botany Class – Crime Pays But Botany Doesn’t

Views: 300Interesting plants and what the shit. Crime Pays But Botany Doesn’t Go fuck yourself Tony Santoro and your face mask. Vaccine face mask science priest of hell. So you know some plant names? What’s in a name? Get your vaccine passport TO HELL, Tony Santoro. YOU ARE REVEALED, SIR. Your name trick IS OLD… Continue reading Tony Santoro’s YouTube Botany Class – Crime Pays But Botany Doesn’t

The March by E.L. Doctorow book review

Views: 175You’ll have to forgive my low State College education. The following are notes a charlatan makes upon reading E.L. Doctorow’s, The March. A fabulous tale about General Sherman’s fiery march of death through the rebel South. Men make wars. He seemed to take up more room than he had to. His appetites were prominent,… Continue reading The March by E.L. Doctorow book review

Ragtime by E.L. Doctorow

Views: 160Knowing your propensity for evil, understanding the genetics that births Corporate/State zombies capable of horrible human suffering, maybe you should read a book? Probably you are just a terrible person. Read a book. The truth is stranger than fiction. That’s why E.L. Doctorow’s historical fiction is the best. Wrap your head around the first… Continue reading Ragtime by E.L. Doctorow

Hiram is My Homey and other Ridiculous Thoughts on The Water Dancer by Ta-Nehisi Coates

Views: 108It’s enough ignorance to make you cry. Especially when speaking to all my white friends, in my white city, with my white family, the shame and guilt of White Evil is covered over like an English Mystery. What genocide? What horrible pillaging? What the fuck are you talking about? Stand up for the goddamn… Continue reading Hiram is My Homey and other Ridiculous Thoughts on The Water Dancer by Ta-Nehisi Coates