Social Progress for the Myopians

Sitting out a Canadian winter is a constant reminder of how badly we need natural light to feel good. The sun, and the fresh air outside awakens something dormant inside us all. Myopia or near-sightedness, once believed to be a side effect of being smart, is a steadily rising problem. It seems the more we park ourselves in sterile indoor places, in front of short focal distances between us and books, TVs, and computers, the more our eye balls and brains bend out of shape. You might call myopia, along with allergies and a slew of other emerging problems, modernity disease. We're just not meant to live this way. Consider the iconic almost religious presence Future Shop has become in our lives. In Montreal it stands tall across from the St James church, and you can guess which one gets more action. There's something sardonic and sick about calling a store "Future Shop" and associating it with this idea that we are "experiencing the future" by shopping! Like a bar window that says "free beer tomorrow", are we there yet? Is this the future yet?! Of course not because the future will always be in the future, and the latest technology will never be made available to you low class peon schmucks at any price. There's this dreamy Utopian view of the future we were implanted with at a young age that keeps us buying into these cheaply made electronics from Taiwan that gauge out a significant portion from our wallets and much of our waking lives. Yet much like other things that keep us stupid (beer, war, cars, violence permitted on TV before showing people making love (oh the humanity!), TV, computer generated radio friendly music sung by a big boobed girl named Katie or Britney) technology is pushed major big-time to keep us indoors. Hollywood, heavily influenced by Nazi-era Germany is of course responsible for much of the entertainment that keeps us coming back to artificial light. Pair Hollywood up with IBM, Microsoft, At&T, CNN, GM, and Future Shop, and now you have one hell of a lot of myopia power. Two dimensional myopic children stuck indoors sucking intravenously off of this privately owned machine but most importantly, readily controlled and malleable to centralized command. What do you do when you soon get them all inside? YOU GENERATE FEAR TO GO OUTSIDE!! The terrorists are coming! The end of the world, the killer bees, the killer banks are coming!! You can bet your frilly underwear this is next on the list, but what if some of these people venture outside their bank owned future shop holes? You know.. protestors, vagrants, and the likes who disrespect public *ahem* I mean private space and the whole concept of ownership over earth, water, and air?

Beat them.

Just try sleeping in a public/private space and see how your treated. Despite the media's portrayal of more crime, there are far too many obedient domesticated goody two shoes today to seriously consider a need for more police. There is a conformity epidemic! Havn't you noticed? Seriously.. ipods, SUVs, Tim Horton's slave juice drive thrus, Snookie, and Justin Bieber fans, the war on drugs, the war on crime, the war on bullying even. Come on. There will always be bullies, but we always learn from life's experiences, thats why they are there. To help us grow balls. When's the last time you saw a car chase? Why must everything be so clean, sterile, boring, and safe? Crime rates are falling, and prisons are overflowing to the point that Harper must build many more. You will be beaten senseless until you own a "living room" with tele-umbilical cable cord attachment.

Does it sound so contrived that virtual worlds funded by future shop and friends are currently playing a large part in our hypnotization, buying time for shady world governments to lay the final pieces of our future slavery? Now we must watch the joke that is the American election race this year, with a bunch of millionaire talking head turkeys that bought their influence and way to power as they ignore the existence of one of the most sensible politicians ever, Ron Paul, because he wants to demolish the IRS, foreign military bases, and the federal reserve to save the dollar. He outwits them a million to one, every time! but somehow the media will make Mr. Paul look insignificant. We have never lived in so complicated a time, yet if you break things down to basics it can clarify much generated confusion. Ask yourself this. Why would today's governments want to rule over intelligent, insightful, self-powered people? Do you think this would be an easy crowd to take care of for them? I wouldn't think that an independent, rigid, strong society would be very easy to bend.. to recruit soldiers for instance. This is why myopia is necessary today, when logic is ignored. It kills insight, makes us malleable, and ultimately governable. How sad.

But don't be mad, governing is not easy. You don't want that job, it would desensitize, dehumanize, and make you have total disregard for the average person. Most people are in contempt of government (and for good reasons) that makes life for governing elites very difficult especially when we suck off of their welfare and social programs. If you were in charge of the world, you would likely hate your people to no end, that in return kinda hate you too, which makes up for one hell of a dysfunctional marriage. You would blame people for their needy behaviour, forgetting that it is a symptom of your own decayed governance. We hate our government because despite the need for "social progress" and the need to reform our primitive states for modernity to be possible, we are still just animals, like the cat staring out the window longing to be free. So here we are, domesticated pets, sick of feeding intravenously off this big ugly machine.. how do we turn it off.. and continue living? Life used to be so easy.. get a good job, make good money, buy nice things. It's hella difficult to unlearn bad habits, and learn how to be free, and independent of a polluting, exploiting system. Especially when we are so many.

There's a lot of silly pretentious words out there today, like "metaphysical", "unequivocal", and "literally". Oh? you literally fell down on the ground? Like, as opposed to what valley girl, did you fall down figuratively?? like, with emoticons? Totally, but that's not pretentious, it's just stupid. One word I hear a lot of today is SOCIAL PROGRESS, and it kind of urks me because I don't think anyone really knows WTF it means. It is said, in the academic lexicon that it kinda originated out of the age of enlightenment with some concern for peoples well being, mostly with economic accents. The thing is social progress can really be relative to anyone's beliefs. Are "socially conscious" people progressing socially? Is a generation of young button-pushers progressive, or sending a bunch of international development graduates to Africa socially progressive?

Step out of the economic standpoint, and into an evolutionary one. Are we progressing as people? growing?? If we aren't then there's no point.. were just wasting time, dicking around with hedonist flatulence. I saw a pack of two double AA disposable batteries for 15$ the other day when logic would dictate that disposable batteries should of died the day rechargeable ones were invented three decades ago, but our society discourages progress. They sale rechargeable batteries at dollarama but when I asked someone why they were buying the disposables they said recharge-ables don't last long. One step in the right direction is the Internet; the only good invention since the bicycle, and I guess computers too since they are a catalyst to that because the web has given us much food for thought and social organization especially for manifesting protest.. It is a virtual environment, yet unlike television, an interactive one that projects us into a world of information enabling us to make connections never conceived of before. I can find people elsewhere in the world that share my beliefs and wish to elaborate on them, yet regretfully, the streets are virtually silent away from the sports bars. The Internet does not dethrone the noble bicycle as invention of the ages yet, because the revolution has been a silent one. There's some drug induced drunken excitement occasionally, but the revolution is pretty introverted most of the time, the way they might prefer.

Maybe social progress in some regards is about dissolving the old brain and habits of isolation present in simple country folk. Assimilating primitives, who fear metropolitan hubs that strike fear and social anxiety in their hearts. Maybe social progress is getting rid of sweaty palms, nail biting, pencil twirling, fidgeting, armpit stains, and other very human side effects of mass conditioning. Unless you are rescuing your girlfriend from a grizzly bear which is not likely downtown, your adrenal glands won't be tolerated in the office. Adrenaline, triggered by fear that gives men wings, is not wanted, hence, if your still half animal then you will trust your instincts when they say you don't belong here (for many good reasons). For those of you who have successfully sublimated those primitive fears and feelings, congratulations, and good luck picking up the broken pieces of your soul. Unfortunately depleted adrenaline probably spells the end for other secretions such as serotonin which is responsible for feelings of euphoria and perhaps happiness. Because social progress is largely relative, it depends on who you are. If you are a common folk like me then you might smile at the use of corporate, and government transparency because you want to live in a world without secrecy. A world where people get on the bandwagon without a sales pitch and feel confident they are working with their superiors to make the world a better place. However if you are a fascist monarch, Rothschild, Builderberger, Rockefeller-skank, then you believe this is impractical, idealist, hippycrit-hogwash. People don't have the capacity to understand, or deserve to know certain things because YOU WANT THE TRUTH? YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH! We are to be treated as mere cogs in a wheel, mechanical hamsters to warm morning newspapers and toilet seats, power R&D for discoveries that will only surface after the cataclysm , because soon they will pull the plug on those expendable nauseating people who make the wheels turn for the ones on top. Those bucolic commoners that make them possible and should be neutralized before they awake to the truth.

Social progress is raising a population of people who know their actual ruling class superiors, trust their motives, and trust they will not pull the plug on them. Social progress is not using fascism and fear to keep people in check, because this is primitive! Getting people to trust in the evolution of government is progressive. Social progress is transparency, responsibility, and accountability, not generated confusion. Social progress is having at least one direction we can decide on, and not turning planet earth into an mineral excavation site for aliens. Social progress is believing in your own kind, that is ... if we are even governed by humans.

If there's anything we can learn from our new visitors, especially the greys, which have become the colour of mixing too many things together, it's that nature is the true vehicle for evolution. Yes you may build spaceships that can travel through multiple universes and dimensions after tinkering and exploiting enough resources but who comes knocking on our door when their race is dying because of a lack of proteins? Who comes knocking on our door when they need precious minerals to travel home? They made an evolutionary mistake, and now they (and maybe us) will have to pay for it. It makes me think of all the pictures I saw up north in the band office conference rooms of native leaders shaking hands with Jean Charest introducing his "Northern Plan" for reaping / ripping / raping the resources available up there. Overweight natives wearing sappy smiles holding a big white man’s cheque to buy them lots of white man's things that further assimilate them into the white race and distance them from their rich culture. It's no hair off Quebec's back.

Is their no end to what white man's machine will devour? Why can't we balance a small amount of renewable technology with nature and live happily, without a planned cataclysm to wipe out the hubs of a bloated population? Why can't we abandon infinite growth, and live simple happy lives "off the grid" with the discoveries we've made to date? This planet has the potential to be heaven on earth, we just have to get off the machine. It's time to take a step back, breathe deep, and part with the greed.

Excavation Site #13

I remember planet Earth, at least, back when it was called that. When I was born in 1978 it was a generation that would be permitted, as most do, to experience a taste of the old world and what was to come. The transition of modernity from something dignity driven to an all consuming machine that would enslave us all was something traumatizing to bear witness to.. but it was us, the buyers, the consumers that breathed life into the monster. One moment I was hanging from a tire tied to a big old oak tree wiser then time, overlooking the green valley and the next I was living in a dark concrete block surrounded by lepers dying from hunger, from lack of air, and from cyber-disease. Like bacteria, like organisms cheating the laws of nature, we grew while we still had the choice. We never could step back. The cities grew to such proportions without necessary limits for the sake of a muscular economy to feed the rich and soon the resources dwindled to the point that only the marvels of science could support such an inflated population. We would never be the same.

Inevitably we reached the point where people became incredibly ill. As time, and the cycle of urban life got faster so did our problems multiply exponentially. Near the end, things that took centuries happened in days, hours even. Inflation, and pay-raises were a daily occurrence for people, the market bounced about and controlled whether one would have three or no meals a day. The game became everything, it was the difference between survival and death, and the uncooperative poor dropped off like flies. The poor were put in "reality TV arenas" a kind of televised battle-dome where they might stand a chance of survival if they entertained the rich enough. Genetically engineered food made the poor mutate and break out in soars, while the rich who had inherited the rural parts from the meek, could afford real food. The poor were contained in urban centers resembling concentration camps, excavation sites whose only purpose was to be a perpetual motion machine for the chosen. Anyone that tried to escape was shot. They did not need to know that clean air, and a world without money existed on the other side.

I used to ask my dad a lot of questions as a kid. He would take me for rides in the big John Deere tractor under the harvest moon and I'd ask him "what makes the hay bailer machine turn?" and he'd reply "the tractor". Then of course I'd ask what made the tractor machine turn, and I'd think of all the little gears turning inside where there was a master gear driven by some unseen force. It wasn't until I was in high school that I learned about combustion, and how a spark plug ignites explosive fuels in a contained chamber that drives the pistons and makes everything else turn. Later on I learned how to apply that same model to the workings of a city. i was standing on Mount Royal looking down at Peel St when I saw it. The little roads like conduits housing the anxieties of modernity, the pressure of people driving the gears with their population, their density steam, the wheels turning with only the energy created by their desire to GET OUT! What an unbelievable irony i thought. How did we fall for this trick? Surely we have sinned by selling our farms in zion to come here, but did we have a choice?? the market was played to make the farmers sell everything, then when they were gone, they played the market again by switching the urban land value over time with the rural so that only the elite could afford to locate where it was organic. Once everything polarized a dictator came in, some referred to him as the anti-christ, and he built many walls like the Chinese to house the poor into the city.

In the years 2011 and 2012 there were a series of earthquakes that shook the world, and many institutions of life had to be reformed in the conservative sense. More rules, and less room for carelessness.. we had to follow the model if we wanted to eat and survive. We had effectively fallen into the age of consequence. I remember watching the footage of the first quake in Japan where a tsunami wave was rapidly moving inland. Much of the videos showed cars, boats, and other things of such value and panic were being tossed around in the cesspool cities, but they did not bother me as much as this one clip did. It showed the usual brown wave of debris and muck moving rapidly across green crops and pastures of the country eating up what we would really miss in the future. Beauty. It really had some affliction on me because of what it represented symbolically, and I had seen it before, like deja-vu perhaps in a dream when I was young enough to see such visions while asleep. The peasants don't deserve this, and many city people I'm sure don't deserve it either but it always gave me such a sense of satisfaction to see the machine that is the city that never stops finally come to a screeching halt. Finally equilibrium has reclaimed its place I thought, she might be a slow mistress but time is on her side.

I heard some french guy in Sex-town, formerly known as "Montreal" developed something of considerable value for the elite, a type of magnetically driven generator. Like all great peasant Edison's did in the past he devoted his unrestricted mind to creativity fit for the enjoyment of others, but was used for his ingenuity, then tossed away for such marvels. The french people of Montreal were the only people to fight off the new world order for such a time, and were given a deal that they could keep their city as is if they agreed to excavation sites within the earths crust, researching new technology for the elite and also allowing unrestricted access to their captivatingly beautiful women. In pre-antichrist times excavation sites mined for many minerals but mostly for diamonds and gold that were of great value to the elite, not just because they could be made into pretty things, but unbeknownst to the majority, they were a source of far greater energy then any combustible fossil fuel could deliver. The greys, and the reptilians have been visiting our planet for the past 1000 years to collect them. One pebble sized diamond can produce enough energy for them to travel from here to the sun in under twenty five seconds. Gold can do the same in under ten with no exhaust. The funniest thing to me was the discovery that a lot of so called "alien abductions" were just caused by spaceships that ran out of gas so to speak and then you had some strange incident with aliens "fondling my wife's hands!" or something for a dumb rock. I always wondered why such trivial "rocks" were of such immense value to the elitist bankers of the world, when others were treated as weeds. Surely there was more to it then just making expensive shiny jewelry? Where do all those golden bars in the vaults disappear to anyways? Well now everybody knows because us peasants work in the mines ten miles below the ground to cultivate what's left of these precious stones. It is why planet Earth has come to be known by it's reptilian name, Excavation site #13

I hear they still drive cars in the country, and I wonder if they ever realized the dream for a perpetual motion machine that could run endlessly without depleting our sacred diminishing resources. Could they have finally found the missing part or ingredient they employ here in the concentration camp cities that drive the wheels endlessly without question. The only perpetual motion machine to ever exist is driven by something that doesn't even exist except in paper and digital form. How about that? Could they have finally found the mechanical equivalent of MONEY, to power their golden chariots?

Why bother. They have us.