Free Expression; Tweedledum and Tweedledee
Smoking Mirrors Ė July 22, 2008
When you enter this, ďLes VisibleĒ in Google you find my web page as the first possibility. When you click on it some strange things happen. They happen to me and they happen to other people. That is the only reason that I know something strange happens. I donít go there usually. Itís just a page with links to what I do and I already know how to get to those places. Other people go there and then they tell me about the anti virus installer that appears. Strangely, when you just type in www.lesvisible.com everything is okay. SoÖ
This has gone on for awhile now. I kept asking my host to fix the problem. I didnít know what the problem was. Maybe the problem wasnít my host because they couldnít find anything. Iím not a geek. Picture me as a guy on his hands and knees, feeling for the wall, looking for the light switch and trying not to cause harm on my way to seeing what is going onÖ feeling my way.
I have a friend who is going to help me to transform my site into a small, simple, user friendly place where people can experience my words and music and maybe buy something if they want to. If they donít want to thatís okay too because you can read and/or listen to most of my work for free anywayÖ at least in a lossless sense. You can even download it and take it home with you. Iím not a businessman and I donít think I ever will be. Iím not good at it. I like to create things. Iíve got to eat too but I seem to manage that and I donít want much; that helps.
So far my engagements with record companies and book publishers have had a bastinado experience to them; or is it a sjambok? Whatever it is it hurts and makes me feel like ĎVilliamí Hays in Midnight Express. So I just mosey along in search of the light and somewhere to stand out of the traffic. But shit happens. Shit happens when you talk about Israel. Google gets strange about your presence. Blogger suddenly makes it impossible for you to control the appearance of your page. You donít think I want the blog to look this way do you? This is what I got because everything else is worse.
Iím not a paranoid. Usually I think itís my fault because I donít understand whatís going on. Like with the record companies and book publishers, I couldnít understand why I never got any money for my work; why there were more copies of my book for sale in used condition at various site than there were actual books sold, or so I was told. But enough about me; I expect this sort of thing happens to other people too. Is it the luck of the draw? Am I stupid? Maybe my work isnít very good anyway and thatís how it goes. I donít know.
Strange things happen to strange people and Iíd have to agree that Iím pretty strange. Maybe the things that I see arenít real at all.
I went to a news item about John McCain and it didnít make sense to me. He was talking about Iran threatening Israel. I never see Iran threatening Israel. I do see Israel threatening Iran but, once again, I must be missing something. I see something about Barack Obama at the same site. Heís talking about pulling out of Iraq and I canít understand what all those massive permanent military installations are about or why I get the feeling that thereís one body with two heads giving the illusion that something different is possible when neither side acknowledges that 9/11 was a government operation. I donít understand why Israel, with one of the most powerful military capacities in the world, is made to look like a frightened virgin surrounded by an outlaw biker gang.
Itís even weirder when this frightened virgin is hammering a population in apartheid and doing what looks to me like really evil things and itís perfectly okay. Every day they push the Palestinians deeper and deeper into a smaller corner. They do things that would earn universal condemnation for anyone else, yet tweedledee and tweedledum keep saying that nobody is going to hurt their pal, this frightened swooning virgin. I canít get a handle on it.
Itís crystal clear that Israel was neck deep in 9/11 but we went to Afghanistan. Itís crystal clear that they and their agents fabricated the lies that caused the Iraq War. Theyíre the ones who caused this. Itís crystal clear that Israel and her agents are steaming and scheming and shouting from the rooftops that Iran needs to be taken out. There isnít anyone else calling for this. So, how come Israel isnít acknowledged as the real problem creating all of these problems? Does my saying something about this have anything to do with what happens on my website on Google and at Blogger? Sergy Brinn is not answering my calls. Doesnít Google own Blogger?
We hear that the internet is about to turn into a pay per view cable station. Itís something called Internet 2.0, apparently a lot of things wonít be available anymore or much harder to find. Hmmmm.
I think thatís not going to work because we will always find a way. Iíll go right on writing my blog no matter how weird the colors get and people can still come to my website without using Google. What about Usenet? What about all of the possibilities that are there that we havenít even thought about or that really smart people in a basement are thinking about right now?
Look people, I donít care how much money you have. I donít care how draconian you get. I donít care how many guns and planes and ships and bombs you have, you donít have enough. There is something in the human spirit which cannot be denied. Dark times come and go. The reptiles that are presently making the world look like something out of Hellraiser just donít have the juice for the long haul.
I submit that what is happening right now is evidence to convict. Of course, the players donít think so. They think theyíre at the top of the food chain and they can do whatever they want. Thatís what they think. But there is something mysterious in life that is not under their control and that seems to find its way past their battlements and sentries.
You canít kill the dream of freedom. You canít turn us all into Christopher Hitchens. You canít wipe out the Palestinians. You canít turn us all into swishing manikins in malls. You can try to brutalize our love but you canít make love into something it is not. Thereís a deep and secret power in life that is greater than you. You will never be as great and powerful as this. Your day is going to come and all your armies and police and propaganda wonít save you. Every day you act out on the worldís stage. Every day you provide the damning evidence of your vile behavior. Every day you write the script for what is to come. Every day you weave your destiny and you will arrive at the appointed place at the appointed time. None of your tears and excuses will militate against the evidence that you provide every day.
You think youíve got the world by the balls but due to an unshakeable truth in the mix it is you who will become the victim, transformed in the wink of an eye by a power you do not comprehend. Mark my words, your days are numbered and all the shiny illusions will vanish in a moment and there you will be in the solitary wreckage of the world you made. None of us have to do anything. You will accomplish this all by yourself. Remember, itís never too late, until itís too late.
Down the Roads
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