Iran in Vain: Rooting for the "Bad Guy" is No Vice When Your Guy is Worse

 If you have no earthly idea what in the hot fuck is going on with the Iran War right now, then you are probably paying attention because the Trump Administration and the mainstream news appear to be equally clueless. In fact, their behavior seems downright bipolar from a proper distance. For weeks now, since Trump and the Mullahs kind-of-sort-of-not-really put their hostilities on hold with a temporary ceasefire, everything has been stuck in an endless loop of negotiation, escalation, negotiation, escalation...

Every Monday, Donald Trump announces an impending genocide of biblical proportions and every Tuesday he backs down at the last minute while reminding us that doomsday could still come at any given second but a big-beautiful peace deal is also really, really fucking close. 

The mainstream news mostly just seems to take all this diplomatic madness at face value while reminding us how impossibly complicated diplomacy is and that only their Washington trained experts can lead us through it. The only problem with that explanation is that all their think tank wonks seem to be chasing Donald from one flip-flop to the next like small-town weathermen covering big-town storms.

So, just what in the fuck is really going on here? My speculative populist analysis is that Donald Trump got blackmailed into a war that he was also fooled into believing he could just pull out of at the last minute like his last few war crimes and it was likely his cherished allies in Israel who set him up. 

Even if we are to simply ignore the recently aired Epstein Files confirming that the feds believed Trump to be "compromised by Israel" as early as 2016 and that Epstein himself was a Mossad agent, the Zionist sock puppets within Trump's own regime have essentially confirmed that Netanyahu put them up to this.

Both Secretary of State Marco Rubio and Speaker of the House Mike Johnson confirmed before retracting that Israel had brazenly informed the Trump Administration that they were attacking Iran with or without us which can only be seen as an act of geopolitical extortion when you consider the thousands of US troops stationed between the Persian Gulf and the Red Sea like human shields.

America's last couple of drive-by military interventions probably served largely to convince an incompetent egomaniac like Donald Trump that he could pull another atrocity out of his orange ass at the drop of a hat without facing any major repercussions but that is precisely what those interventions were designed to do; give the impression that not every act of American imperial aggression has to lead to a forever war. 

This was particularly true in regard to the kidnapping of President Nicholas Maduro of Venezuela which wasn't even really an intervention as much as it was a carefully choregraphed strongman-swap made between the Trump junta and corrupt elements within the Maduro regime for the latter to hand over their fearless leader in exchange for being allowed to keep earning so long as they gave Trump a taste of the cut.

I had initially interpreted this weird regime change ballet as being designed to break America's Iraq War Syndrome just before the real onslaught in the Persian Gulf the same way George H.W. Bush had done when he swiftly flipped the dictatorship Reagan bought in Panama to break America's Vietnam War Syndrome leading up to the original Gulf War. However, I am now beginning to suspect that the Donald himself may have been the real target of this grift.

Trump has never been the isolationist he plays on TV every four years to turn the Rust Belt, but he isn't a complete and total imbecile either, at least not until his ego gets revved up and maybe that's just what a few good Zionist neocons in his administration did. They gave him an easy win in a fixed fight before helping their allies in Tel Aviv to lure him into an unwinnable Persian dumpster fire that only they could prosper from and even Bush Jr. was smart enough to avoid.

Either way, Trump's already faulty reputation as anything but an abject failure has been decimated by a war that is clearly totally outside of his control. The Mullahs have no interest in making a peace deal with some asshole who blew them up the last two times they came to the table. They quite literally have nothing of value left to lose but their pride. We killed half of their leaders, including most of the moderates, and their economy has been in the shitter since 1979 when we began sanctioning them for removing one of our favorite dictators in the region.

These people survived a solid decade of mustard gas and trench warfare during the 80s with their downright apocalyptic war with another Reagan rent-a-thug named Saddam Hussein. This shit is nothing to them and our own intelligence has confirmed that with reports that the Mullahs still maintain around 70% of their pre-war mobile missile stockpile. 

Meanwhile, both gas prices and Trump's approval ratings are following Iran straight into a hell that the Mullahs spent half a century booby trapping like the ninth circle of Straw Dogs.

The truth is that Trump's flip-flopping peace negotiations are largely a solo act. While Iran maintains their vengeful hardline and stays the course, the Donald desperately attempts to jumpstart the flailing economy with phony breakthroughs at an empty peace table and then threatens genocide when his dick starts shriveling before the cameras again. 

All the while, Israel goes out of their way to dig him in even deeper with strategically planned atrocities in Lebanon and public declarations of their commitment to drop bombs on Tehran forever regardless of diplomacy.

Those psychopaths don't give a flying fuck about American supremacy anymore. Not when they have every side of the fence to play in an increasingly multipolar game of thrones. Russia, China, India, and Turkey are all doing serious business with a hyper-Zionist regime that can play America's Caligula like a fiddle caught in bed with a fourteen-year-old girl. They'll just switch over to the Yuan while the Dollar burns and keep expanding their borders with no functioning UN bureaucracy left to slow them down.

At some point Trump will either have to pull out or keep bombing, but either way he's fucked and so is America's influence in the Middle East as anything but a Kosher busboy. Our reputation as a superpower will likely never recover from such a devastating humiliation and this is probably the one silver lining still visible from the other side of the mushroom clouds. That and this couldn't have happened to a nicer pedophile.

As much as it sickens me to admit it, this chapter in Donald Trump's meandering tragic comedy really fucking turns me on. After having my own childhood mulched by the white-collared sex fiends of the Catholic Church, I can't tell you how good it feels to see the most powerful rapist on earth pose like Tony Montana with fear in his eyes and shit in his pants.

Right-wing battle fetishists will point at me and scoff over the spectacle of a Queer anarchist rooting for the "bad guy", but why the fuck shouldn't I when America is so much worse? This is typically how empires end and thank God they do because the only other option is likely to end in a nuclear holocaust. Iran isn't going to conquer America. The Mullahs aren't coming to a liberal arts school near you. They are simply ensuring that America can't pretend that they won anything but high gas prices for attempting to unilaterally decapitate another sovereign nation's government.

God help me but that feels like a fairly worthy cause to pay the pump for. I've paid higher taxes for far worse. I just wish that Israel would pay the same price, but if they keep throwing their weight around like a rogue British colony, they will. I seriously recommend that every Zionist usurper pays very close attention while Donald Trump begs for peace and screams for war. He is their future. Sooner or later, every empire ends like this. Sooner or later every reign of terror ends in humiliation.

Peace, Love, & Empathy- Nicky/CH

Soundtrack: Songs that Influenced This Post

*  Scarface (Push it to the Limit) by Paul Engemann

*  Train in Vain by the Clash

*  Rambozo the Clown by Dead Kennedys

*  Like a Rolling Stone by Drive-By Truckers

*  Falling Apart by Slow Pulp

*  Let's Have a War by Fear

*  Ladykillers by Lush

*  Crown on the Ground by Sleigh Bells

*  Volcano Girls by Veruca Salt

*  Pilot Can at the Queer God by the Flaming Lips

Mental Illness May be a Myth, but Trauma is a Societal Crisis

 "In the past, men created witches: now they create mental patients."

-Thomas Szasz

In the beginning, there were shamans; wild eyed wiseman communing with the ancestors, drawing down the moon, and swapping genders like loin cloths. They were strange and mystical creatures born with a downright uncanny connection to forces beyond the veil of the seen world and every village had one. 

Then progress began and spiritual diversity got in the way of profit. Villages became cities, tribes became governments, and individuals became citizens. A handful of shamans were rebranded as prophets and messiahs, but they ultimately proved to be too unruly to be governed while they were still alive. So, a few dead messiahs were chosen and churches were built around their carefully edited texts while the rest of the shamanic class were simply deemed heretics and slaughtered.

As progress continued and the cities became states and the states became empires, even religion became inconvenient as anything but an anesthetic relic. The heretics were deemed lunatics and asylums were built, first to simply contain them and then to "treat" them. A new religion was established around such treatments. A secular temple preaching chemical subjugation and societal assimilation as its dogma. They called this church Psychiatry, the Clinic was its God, and its Devil was a mysterious affliction known as Mental Illness.

This is the history of people like me, the history of madness, and it is a history that the various organizations behind Mental Health Awareness Month would really prefer you weren't made aware of. That's because mental illness, at least as they define it, is a myth, and these same organizations are a part of a multibillion-dollar industry built to perpetuate this myth for prestige and profit.

Thankfully, a handful of disgruntled psychiatrists and academics broke away from this cult by making the radical decision to actually listen to their patients and blew the whistle on the entire madness industrial complex during the countercultural heyday of the 1960s.   

Chief among these whistleblowing therapeutic renegades was a psychiatrist and professor by the name of Thomas Szasz who continues to shake the establishment to its faulty foundations from the grave with his groundbreaking 1961 bestseller, "The Myth of Mental Illness: Foundations of a Theory of Personal Conduct" 

In this carefully researched manifesto, the good doctor largely exposes mental illness as a social construct designed to control those of us driven by unconscious forces to violate the social norms of conventional society. As Szasz shows, this conspiracy to domesticate civilization's neurological malcontents is achieved by declaring our numerous eccentricities to be medical ailments treatable by a variety of forms of therapeutic coercion, from the simple quick fix of pharmaceutical intervention to our involuntary internment at glorified prison camps deemed inpatient facilities.

Szasz didn't reject psychotherapy entirely, however. In fact, he encouraged its widespread use as a means for consenting adults to seek outside guidance in order to "learn more about themselves, others and life." In other words, Dr. Szasz advocated that therapists behave more like shamans than priests while deriding any notion of mental health being pathologized as a corrupt junk science that deprives the individual of autonomy and basic human dignity.

As someone who has spent a good portion of my life at the mercy of bad shrinks and overly simplistic diagnoses, I can vouch for the good shaman, Thomas Szazs, but that doesn't mean that I am well. Quite the contrary. I am indeed a deeply disturbed individual, but the source of my disturbance is not medical, it is societal.

I suffer every day from the trauma inflicted upon me from a young age by the systems that toxic constructs like mental illness built. I am a survivor of multiple forms of child abuse only made possible by institutional powers that left me defenseless and at the mercy of the sexual predators who have managed to carve out their own class amidst the midlevel echelons of bourgeoise society: priests, teachers, politicians, cops, doctors and indeed therapists; institutional authoritarians who prey upon the classes constructed beneath them quite simply because the system tells them they can. They're allowed.

This kind of abuse is rampant and takes many forms beyond simple sexual predation. It takes the form of racial profiling and police brutality. It takes the form of coercive compulsory schooling and downright systemic bullying. It takes the form of rigid gender norms and heteronormative grooming. It takes the form of post-colonial subjugation and cultural erasure. It takes the form of industrial warfare and a 24/7 news cycle. 

We live in a very deeply unwell society and the signs that surround us have grown downright dystopian, but our society is not sick, at least not in the medical sense of the word. Our society is traumatized and we are a society traumatized by Western Civilization itself. A civilization built on genocide, slavery, and apocalyptic Abrahamic cultural supremacy. A civilization that raises its young before the unblinking eyes of Silicon Valley's smartphone panopticon and then diagnosis them with brain diseases when they grow up to be broken and "unproductive" adults. 

And far from fixing the problem, the construct of mental illness only serves to acerbate it further, by treating trauma with trauma and then further marginalizing the results.

Studies collected by PubMed indicate that up to 66% of people experiencing their first episode of diagnosed psychosis develop PTSD from the inpatient treatment they are summarily subjected to. Treatment experiences which often include such totally legal indignities as forced medication, mandatory isolation, and physical restraint. Under such civilized circumstances it is really little wonder that 99% of incarcerated men report having experienced at least one traumatic event in their lifetime with an additional 87-97% experiencing further trauma while incarcerated.

And incarceration is really what all of this comes down to. We are all incarcerated in ways both big and colossal every single day; in schools, in churches, in hospitals, in wage slavery, under constant surveillance, in the fog of forever wars, beneath the state. In a civilization defined by global homogeny and ceaseless growth. 

We have become a post-traumatic society, and no pill is strong enough to cure our living affliction. We must end the abuse of progress, unplug ourselves from the global technofascist hivemind and return to an ecosystem built around community, mutual aid, local diversity, and environmental intimacy. 

In other words, we must return to the wisdom of the shamans deemed mad by a debased order. Then and only then can we break the chains of Western Civilization and begin to heal.

This, dearest motherfuckers, is what my madness means to me. so, if you must diagnose me with anything, diagnose me as pathologically allergic to the modern world and the blind men in grey flannel suits willing to follow its dictates into the abyss. 

Peace, Love & Empathy- Nicky/CH

Soundtrack: Songs that Influenced this Post

*  Head Like a Hole by Nine Inch Nails

*  Ohm by Yo La Tengo

*  Roots Bloody Roots by Sepultura

*  Lost in My Bedroom by Sky Ferreira

*  (Nothing But) Flowers by Talking Heads

*  The World in My Eyes by Depeche Mode

*  Schizophrenia by Sonic Youth

*  Mother's Little Helper by the Rolling Stones

*  Nervous Breakdown by Black Flag

What Makes a Man Shoot Serial Killers: On Refusing to be Shocked by Political Violence

 So, another motherfucker took a shot at the president; another bored kid with a gun and an iPhone looking for immortality in all the wrong places. The desperate details are less important than the fact that this was the third attempt against our current and former president since his last presidential campaign less than two years ago. The man seems to attract bullets the way he does rape allegations and even some of his committed enemies are beginning to freak out. The general consensus among both Dempublicans and Republicrats alike is that everybody needs to tone down the dialogue. That, and "such acts of political violence have no place in civil society!"

I might be tempted to agree with them if we lived in something resembling a civil society and I'm not talking about the rhetoric. As bombastic as these gasbags in the political class have become in a desperate attempt to improve ratings on that failed reality show they call a government, young folks aren't popping off politicos because of what other politicos said. Even if that was how violence worked, that makes no sense considering that even the vilest rhetoric isn't enough to get this demographic out of bed to vote, let alone attempt murder. The reality is that we live in a violent country and we always have. For the political class to expect to be immune from this harsh reality is absurd, especially when you consider how goddamn violent they are.

Everybody seems to be really fixated on the dialogue but very few talking heads seem to be willing to point out that the one place where Washington isn't all talk is when it comes to murder. Donald Trump is a lot of awful things but the worst among his many evil deeds is probably the fact that the man is essentially a serial killer and this isn't just rhetoric. The fucker is quite proud of it. Every time he blows up another boat load of alleged drug pushers, he posts the footage online like a pervert with a crush video. The Donald has had at least 185 people whacked this way since last September and he shows little sign of slowing down anytime soon.

Our dear leader has also killed somewhere in the ballpark of three or four thousand people in Iran, more than half of them civilians, and he's publicly threatened to do far worse, trolling the Mullahs on social media like a sociopathic mean girl with the threat of genocide if they don't agree to a ceasefire that makes him look like a winner.

My question for the political class is what makes you so goddamn special? Why should you and those of your ilk be immune to the violence of a civilization in freefall when you work in an industry defined by it. Of course, many of the members of the Washington insect class will argue that Donald Trump is somehow exceptional in his barbarism and they're not totally wrong, but every American president from Washington on up has been complicit in acts of mass homicide and most of them got away with it. Even when the chickens come home to roost, the slain are given the martyr treatment regardless of their body count.

Abraham Lincoln was a great, great man who also suspended habeas corpus and presided over the mass hanging of 38 Dakota Indians found guilty of self-defense by kangaroo courts in five-minute trials. William McKinley was a fine, fine man who had over 200,000 civilians slaughtered during his savage conquest of the Philippines. And John Fitzgerald Kennedy was a goddamn saint who officially started the Vietnam War and had the President of South Vietnam killed along with his brother during the same year he was popped by a shady character named Lee Harvey Oswald who appears to have had connections to the violent underworld of international intelligence.

The only thing that sets Donald Trump apart from any of these heroic psycho killers is that Donald Trump is fucking gross for lack of a better word salad. The Donald is a ghastly and classless attention whore who holds up a mirror to all his fellow homicidal elites by committing all the same crimes that they do in the shadows out in the open for all his dwindling fan club to see.

Just days after the latest botched attempt on his life, Trump was back on Truth Social posting an AI image of himself stroking an AR-15 amidst the flaming ruins of Iran with the words "No More Mr. Nice Guy" emblazoned above. This bloated savage makes LBJ look like Frank fucking Sinatra and the smarter psychopaths on the Hill are beside themselves because they know that the long-term effects of his reign will probably attract more bullets to all their houses and likely already has.

Telling any of these cretins in the so-called political class to tone down the rhetoric is a bit like telling Jeffrey Dahmer to mind his table manners. The state is a machine defined by affording its chosen elites a monopoly on sociopathy. A polite killer isn't much less destructive than a bombastic one. I might even argue quite the contrary. At least Europe sees Donald Trump coming from a mile away with his poorly stapled together woman-suit and his flailing arsenal of gilded power tools. Barack Obama could slit the throat of your 16-year-old son with a boxcutter before you've even stopped laughing at his last joke.

Truth be told, I'm not particularly interested in the safety of known serial killers. I'd much rather focus on mixed-up kids like Lee Harvey Oswald and Cole Thomas Allen. This society is a shitshow and I commend you for seeing through the stained-glass windows and witnessing the crimes they conceal. You have every right to be pissed, and I don't blame you for being so desperate for attention. It sucks being ignored in a burning temple, especially when you feel like you're the only one who sees the flames.

I sympathize; I really do. But blowing the head off the king changes nothing. He will be replaced before they're even finished hosing his brains out of the backseat of his Lincoln and he will live on as a martyr while you will be forgotten by everyone but a few loose conspiracy cranks.

The only thing that you will achieve by killing a serial killer is becoming just a little more like one and that is a far greater tragedy than another dead president. I implore the lone nuts of this bleeding empire to use your rifles to defend your neighborhoods or just drop out and by a cabin by the lake. Let the politicians kill each other. It's what they're paid for after all.

Peace, Love & Empathy- Nicky/CH

Soundtrack: Songs that Influenced this Post

*  Psycho Killer by Talking Heads

*  Violence by Grimes

*  See No Evil by Television

*  Burn by Nine Inch Nails

*  Life During Wartime by Talking Heads

*  California Girls by the Magnetic Fields

*  We Appreciate Power by Grimes

*  What's Fair by Blondshell

*  Getting Closer by Nitzer Ebb

*  Tell Em by Sleigh Bells

A Few Words on May Day from a Radical Welfare Queen

Well folks, it's that time of year again. The birds are a-chirping, the flowers are a-blooming, and Trotskyites and Stalinists alike are falling head-over-heals in love with the working man like it's the very first time. 

That's right dearest motherfuckers, it's May Day! That blessed of holidays when even the bougiest of leftists can be caught waxing philosophic about the glories of a carefully organized proletariat and as usual, just because they're a tad bit obnoxious doesn't mean that my comrades are wrong.

The few privileges that American workers have left in this miserable dystopia we call a country were paid for with the blood of wild, wild unions who literally went to war with entire armies of heavily armed Pinkertons and federal gestapo. I'm talking real-deal working-class arsonists who shot it up and got shot up in downright suicidal attempts to organize the poor into voluntary direct democracies capable of holding their own in what once vaguely resembled a free market in this nation.

Mainstream shitlib hagiographers will tell you that FDR delivered us from the Fritz Langian sweatshops of the Gilded Ages on a silver platter. Don't fucking believe it. The eight-hour workday and the five-day workweek are the bruised fruit of wildcatting anarchists and communists with guns, and the New Deal declawed them by federalizing the whole goddamn operation and turning thriving workplace democracies into corporate boards with labyrinthine bureaucracies and CEOs pulling down six figures without ever having to break a sweat.

I have the full respect for America's largely forgotten labor martyrs of a ferociously neurodivergent autodidact and I very strongly believe that words like 'Haymarket' and 'Ludlow' should be as synonymous with American history as genocide and apple pie. I just tend to feel a tad bit left out of all the proletarian festivities do to the fact that I am unemployed, never have been employed, and am in all likelihood largely unemployable. 

A Freudian alphabet of syndromes and disorders from PTSD to DID left me high and dry in the poorly paid purgatory of federal disability by my thirtieth birthday and my history of switching personalities every time I have to alter my schedule leads me to believe that I'll probably be here until the American Empire finally freezes over.

I have spent plenty of time beating myself up over these hard swallowed truths, partially because even what passes for the left in this country is still enslaved by the Protestant work ethic that weighs every individual's sense of self-worth by the volume of the sweat on their brow, but also because I am a committed anarchist who doesn't even believe in taxes, not even if those IRS pilfered dollars keep me off the streets. 

However, the hindsight of recent rounds of trauma therapy have brought me to a few startling conclusions that feel downright revolutionary and have led me to put down the flail and consider the very real possibility of a May Day free from guilt and self-flagellation.

The biggest revelation is that I am not rendered unemployable by chronic fatigue and social anxiety alone. My inability to live a nine-to-five existence comes from the fact that I am literally triggered by wage slavery. To put it in the simplest terms available, work in the modern context feels way too much like the child abuse I endured at the hands of the Catholic Church and to put it even more bluntly than that, I quite simply can't take orders from some adolescent despot in a stupid hat without feeling like I'm going to get raped all over again.

While this reaction may be extremely traumagenic, it also can't be discounted as totally irrational either when you consider the level of sexual abuse that transwomen like me experience on the job if we're even "lucky" enough to get employed in the first place. The only thing sicker than how quickly a mild-mannered, middle-management, drone delves into downright sadomasochistic behavior once afforded even the slightest amount of power is how willing we all are to put up with it for even the meagerest of paychecks.

My complex PTSD and dissociative identity disorder simply make me chemically incapable of putting up with being some superior wage slave's plaything and they should probably be grateful that I've given up on trying considering that Mona, my alter defined by my long-repressed rage, is a corpse paint drenched lesbian separatist who would gladly feed anything with a hard-on its own teeth like a buffet of blood-flavored Chicklets.

This isn't to say that I'm incapable of labor. That too has very recently been made bluntly apparent to me. I just can't cope with it being organized by anyone but myself. 

Since my found family's homestead burned to the ground this February, I have found myself hustling like a Time Square Mack possessed. Bouncing through personalities like a one-girl Bowie tribute band and practically crashing my shitty Ford Taurus through Friend's Meeting Houses to sell perma-guilty, white liberal, church ladies on saving our farm, one nickel at a time. 

I nearly ended up swallowing my tongue in the process and even my own people have politely asked me to shut the fuck up about it, but I also raked in more money in six weeks than most adolescent despots in stupid hats make in six months. All while still managing to publish one of these crazy gonzo tirades each week. So, where the fuck do I punch that card at?

We as a species have allowed a cheaply manufactured master class of managerial Nazis to dictate the very definition of what we consider to be work for way too long and tragically even large segments of the radical left have fallen hook line and sinker for this grift. Any form of mass labor should be organized democratically to ensure the market remains free for everyone who participates in it, but I can't help but to feel like we are all doing ourselves a great disservice by failing to even question the value of mass labor itself.

Mankind spent 99% of its existence in the so-called Stone Ages. During this time human beings existed in small tribal, nomadic, and largely matriarchal societies defined by the primitive grind of hunting and gathering. But historical studies have also shown us that these supposedly savage ancestors of ours spent less time working and more time relaxing largely due to the simple fact that they didn't define their interpretation of wealth by the sheer volume of the things that they possessed but by the amount of time they spent doing the things they loved with the people that mattered.

I'm not necessarily telling the world to go back to that. I'm not Tyler fucking Durden or even John Zerzan here. I fully accept the fact that you can't put the shit back in a donkey. But I also feel very strongly that human beings were not meant to spend eight hours a day or more in a fucking cubicle the size of a prison cell or putting together boxes of frivolous nonsense on an assembly line in some so-called fulfillment center. 

Maybe certain kinds of labor shouldn't even exist. Maybe we should start organizing consumers to render their existence irrelevant to our own. Maybe victims of systemic child abuse should unionize and demand reparations from tax-exempt churches and overzealous teachers' unions. Maybe we should all spend at least a few hours of every May Day discussing what the word labor even means to us and more importantly what it should mean.

Just a few thoughts from the hardest working welfare queen in show business. Catch you in the soup lines, working class heroes. That's where we're all heading.

Peace, Love, & Empathy- Nicky/CH

Soundtrack: Songs that Influenced this Post

*  Take This Job and Shove It by Dead Kennedys

*  Nobodies Heroes by the Menzingers

*  Don't Talk Back by Kasey Chambers

*  Daddy Was a Bank Robber by the Clash

*  Only Women Bleed by Tori Amos

*  Yesterdays Heroes by the 4 Skins

*  Breathe by the Prodigy

*  Clocked In by Black Flag

*  Working Class Hero by John Lennon

*  Trade It by Slow Pulp

Re-Radicalization in an Age of MAGA Remorse

 Something very strange is shifting in the darker corners of the internet. Something serpentine slick and black as ink. While Donald Trump moves farther and farther to the right and much of his cultish base mindlessly follows him into the abyss, the farthest of the far-right appear to be turning against Orange-Man-Fash with a vengeance. 

The brazenly Zionist massacre in Iran was certainly the last straw, but this subterranean sea change was a longtime coming. It first seemed to pick up momentum with Trump's ham-fisted attempts to bury his dirty secrets in the Epstein Files, but it actually began with a slew of executive orders granting broad sweeping powers to the federal police state with the less than subtle assistance MAGA's new tech bro overlords in Silicon Valley. The mainstream media barely even registered this spooky true story of unified federal data banks, but the Groypers and Proud Boys sure as fuck did. This was where the wedge was driven, Iran is where the lumber split.

The most blatant signs of this division in progress can be seen on the podcasts of loathsome far-right influencers like Nick Fuentes, Candace Owens, and Alex Jones, and a great deal of it does seem to be tinged by an antisemitic revival that Israel practically willed into existence by insisting that you were either with them or Hitler, but upon closer inspection the situation is actually far more complex than that.

This was made fascinatingly clear to me when I witnessed a shocking amount of downright fascist followers of mine on social media come out in droves to support my fire breathing harangues against ICE during its murderous military occupation of Minneapolis. To be 100% clear here, I am talking about confirmed neo-Nazis showing unvarnished sympathy for Renee Good and openly denouncing mass raids on undocumented brown people.

This is huge, or at least it could be. Donald Trump in his second term is quite possibly the closest thing this country has ever come to being run by an openly fascist dictator and the actual fucking fascists are the right wingers suffering from the most vociferous bouts of MAGA buyer's remorse. To paraphrase Courtney Love, they got what they want, and they never want it again. All of this leaves us with a very action-oriented movement with little other option than to embrace the kind of antigovernment extremism that nearly provoked an armed march on Washington during the Clinton years.

A lot of people on the left are going to hate me, but I can work with that. Gore Vidal and Alex Cockburn tried to lead the anti-Clinton left in working with that with little success back in the nineties and I think we could have really used the backup during the Battle of Seattle. 

However, I'm not just talking about recently ancient history here. This brand of guerrilla diplomacy is what I do. You may have heard the rumors on antifa chatrooms and they aren't totally false. Nicky Reid is in fact the world's only genderqueer anarchist Nazi-whisperer. My reasons for performing such a bizarre and thankless public service are varied and complicated.

On a purely political level, I am a practitioner of the lost antifascist art of deradicalization, though I prefer to think of what I do as re-radicalization. Whereas deradicalization is the practice of encouraging people with extremist views to adapt to a more moderate stance, I have nothing but contempt for the so-called moderates of Western Civilization who frequently do a better job pushing white supremacy than the Klan with their endless expansions of the police-warfare state. What I do is try to encourage radicals with counterrevolutionary views to adopt legitimately revolutionary ones.

What inspires me to do this is where things get more personal. Some of it, I admit, is merely a hyperfocus. I have a downright neurodivergent fixation with the extremes of society that extends from cannibals and necrophiles to dictators and terrorists. I find Julius Evola to be as fascinating as I find him revolting and I can easily lose myself in a forty-minute conversation about sex magick and Esoteric Hitlerism. Which actually kind of leads me to another reason why I do this which hits even closer to home. 

I know a neurodivergent Queer person when I see one and the far-right is depressingly riddled with my people, poorly concealing their Queerness amidst a camouflage of radical theater less likely to get them lynched by their neighbors in flyover country than sodomy or HRT. 

And this leads me to my primary reason for weathering barrages of hate speech and risking further alienation from my leftwing allies. When I hear some self-loathing closet queen on the spectrum singing the praises of long-dead despots, I sometimes catch a brief glimpse of myself at a very painful age on that blue screen. 

You see, dearest motherfuckers, before Nicky Reid was the heathen genderfuck anarchist you all know and hate to love, she was a very pissed off and mixed up Marxist-Leninist with some tendencies that ran disturbingly close to what some might consider National Bolshevism.

I never bought into racism, sexism, or xenophobia but I was very much in love with the notion of a Eurasian world order powerful enough to pulverize the West into sand. I was always much fonder of Tito than Stalin, but I was also quite fond of the anti-western bromides of Russophilic Soviet revivalist Alexander Dugin and the Red Square street theater of Eduard Liminov.

I was angry at most of the right things, at watching the American hegemon thrash one third world culture after another in the name of liberalism so fat jerks in long ties could hock bombs and sell the orphans of the people they obliterated into slavery to Walmart sweatshops, but there was an ugly part of me that was also very angry at myself. 

Pissed off at the scared little girl in the boy's body who wasn't strong enough to keep the priests from forcing themselves on her until she vomited on the rectory floor. I wanted to make her disappear beneath that camouflage of Soviet kitsch and Slavic strongmen. This desperate need to disappear was coupled with an equally desperate hunger to belong and that need became insatiable enough for me to look the other way on all the gulags and pogroms and mass graves that lurked just behind all that dripping Eurasian ephemera.

It was actually a few Queer libertarian capitalist pigs on a couple of antiwar message boards that finally set me straight, not by jumping down my throat or forcing their own specific ideology upon me but by pushing me to be consistent with my own core beliefs and by pushing me to recognize that expecting powerful men to save me from other powerful men wasn't anything even resembling a solution to my pain. 

They also convinced me to forgive that little girl still bleeding under all that armor. I had to embrace her and recognize that there was nothing she could have done to prevent herself from being preyed upon by vile men with way too much goddamn power but there was plenty I could do to prevent that sick systemic debauchery from continuing.

So now, when I cross paths with other clearly subaltern people adopting views and positions that put them at odds with mainstream society, I have a hard time ignoring the pain behind the rage in their eyes. And when I see those same people realizing that they've been fleeced by another two-bit conman in designer jackboots, I see an opportunity to finally remove the wool from those eyes. 

With all that being said, and since sadly much of the left seems to have forgotten how to break bread with the enemy's battered children, I feel compelled to give a few pointers on re-radicalization during an age of festering MAGA remorse.

First off, know your species. Believe it or not there are a lot of different kinds of right-wing whack-jobs out there and even if you can't see a big difference between the Koch Brothers and the Strasser Brothers that doesn't mean that reactionary types don't. Second, keep a sense of humor and a sick one at that. You are going to be called some horrific things and being able to toss it right back with a devilish grin will carry you a long way. 

However, you don't score points with ideological weakness either. Stand your ground and the people who aren't totally beyond redemption will respect you for it. Call out bigotry when you see it and call it bigotry even if you're simply saying 'that's some hopped-up, Nazi bullshit' on your way to making a larger point. Call a spade a spade but always keep the lines of communication open. Agree to disagree but keep on disagreeing in a manner that confronts ideas without belittling the people struggling beneath them.

Most importantly, make them recognize who the real enemy is and make them recognize that it isn't you. When push comes to shove, nearly every fascist I confront will concede at some point that who they really despise is the motherfuckers in Washington and on Wall Street. Powerful, Atlantic elites, taxing them blind, sending their jobs overseas, and sending their kids off to die for the whole awful scam. These scions of cosmopolitanism aren't transgender teenagers or undocumented workers. Most of them aren't even Jews. They are old money, country club, secular Protestants like Donald Trump or their shameless, bellycrawling, new money toadies like JD Vance. 

They are a class that only exists because big business and big government got together and gave birth to a cartel called the state and they rule over a penniless majority by keeping the poor divided against each other based on a plethora of manufactured differences that include competing schools of despotism like fascism and communism.

This is indeed a scam, a new world order, an international conspiracy to destroy poor white people, but the real conspiracy is that poor white people destroy themselves when they destroy Black, brown, and Queer people. They waste their rage on other victims of the same system that enslaves them and become limp-wristed shock troops for city slicking pedophiles like Donald Trump in the process. We can agree to disagree on a good many things, from my alternative 'lifestyle' to your Biblical values, just so long as we agree that power is the problem and that any ideology that sanctifies it is the real enemy.

Peace, Love & Empathy- Nicky/CH

Soundtrack: Songs that Influenced this Post

*  Cult of Personality by Living Colour

*  Holiday in Cambodia by Dead Kennedys

*  Eat the Rich by Motorhead

*  White Riot by the Clash

*  Asking for It by Hole

*  Losing My Religion by REM

*  I Spy by Ministry

*  Mandinka by Sinéad O'Connor

America is the Bad Guy in This Movie

 "We walk in circles, so limited by our own anxieties that we can no longer distinguish between true and false, between the gangster's whim and the purest ideal"

-Ingmar Bergman

 "I could have killed 'em all, I could kill you. In town you're the law, out here it's me. Don't push it. Don't push it or I'll give you a war you won't believe. Let it go. Let it go."

-John Rambo

I hate all the 'good guy/bad guy' talk belched out into the ether by law-and-order types, especially when it comes to the moral complexities of foreign policy. "We've gotta get in there to get the bad guys.", "The world needs American strength to take care of the bad guys.", "The bad guys don't care about human right so why should we?" "I beat my wife to death last night with a tire iron but in my defense, she cooked the roast like a bad guy."

It is all just one big, offensively over-simplistic, PR device designed to infantilize the American public around the complicated issues of life, death, and extrajudicial murder by erasing the mirror of moral ambiguity and replacing it with a black and white cartoon reality.

The end result of this specific macho genre of manufactured consent is Pete Hegseth, our swaggering Secretary of War Crimes, who seems to honestly believe that he is living in an eighties action movie. However, it isn't always clear weather he's trying out for the role of the hero or the villain, the good guy or the bad guy. When this flexing baboon isn't praying to White Jesus to inflict "overwhelming violence" on "those who deserve no mercy" at creepy Pentagon prayer breakfasts, he's bragging about America's superhuman prowess when it comes to raining down "death and destruction" on the deadly 5th grade schoolgirls of Iran in some hopped-up press junket.

The only thing marginally more sickening than that creep's Bratpack jock antics is the fact that a frightening percentage of Americans are somehow still falling for it even while the rest of the world cringes and clinches their collective sphincter.

I hate to sound like one of those harping church karens who blames all society's ills on the latest TikTok dick joke but the only reason that this seemingly obvious line of garbage works at all is because of Hollywood and its incestuous relationship with the Military Industrial Complex. 

For nearly a century, mainstream American cinema has regurgitated, devoured, and re-regurgitated the same foaming popcorn mythology in which it is presented as basic common sense that America is always the good guy and that every foreigner with a funny accent who stands in his way is a totally otherized human bowling pin who exists for the sole purpose of being obliterated again and again and again in a voluptuous bacchanalia of endless machine gun barrages and bottomless stacks of bloodless corpses.

Your average American is raised on a steady diet of this schlock with a side of paint-by-the-numbers public school history teachers who can turn any warzone into a beige labyrinth of names and dates to memorize for next week's ludoviko scantron test. I may be terminally jaded but I'm no exception to the rule. My own uniquely Queer neurodivergent otherness just left me with the odd habit of almost always rooting for the bad guys in the movies which in turn led me down a shockingly short road from Darth Vader to Molotov Remembers. That tripped me up for a second truth be told, but it also provided me with an extra pinch of perspective. 

The brutal and deeply unpleasant reality at play here is that when it comes to the state and the war that gives it meaning, there are very few good guys, just different kinds of bad guys. Some of them wear black and some of them wear white. They all use different excuses, but they all kill people for a living, and they are all just as defined by "the enemy's" continued existence as they are by their triumph over that other shade of bad guy which somehow never seems to last longer than fifteen minutes before the next one appears from the abyss.

With that being said, upon closer assessment of the undoctored historical statistics, it very quickly becomes hard to avoid the fact that the most brutal and deeply unpleasant reality at play here is that America has become the worst kind of bad guy. America has become the Dath Sidious of our era. The kind of Third Reich-grade big-bad that unites bad guys like Molotov and de Gaulle in existential climactic battle for the survival of the human race. This is far from a recent development, but it is definitely getting worse.

Since its inception as a republic largely defined by genocide and slavery, the United States has engaged in nearly 500 foreign military interventions with over half of them occurring after our victory in World War 2 and about 25% of them occurring after the demise of our only real rival on the world stage, the Soviet Union. In other words, the more America "wins", the more violent it gets. The weaker America's opponents become, the higher the body count reaches. 

Donald Trump's latest request for the annual military spending budget in 2027 breaks all previous records at $1.5 trillion dollars, which is not only more than ten times that of our supposed big-bad, China, it is more than the next dozen highest defense budgets combined. And all of this tax accumulated slush goes to maintaining a global network of around 800 overseas bases in 80 countries on every continent on earth. None of this is good guy behavior. It isn't even bad guy behavior. This is fucking Death Star behavior, and we should all be at least a little bit terrified right now.

With that being said, this can hardly be surprising for anyone who's history education didn't end with Rocky IV. This whole fucking horror show is merely the natural result of Manifest Destiny; the cult of the omnipotent good guy that has long governed the zeitgeist of Western Civilization. 

Super creeps like Pete Hegseth and Donald Trump are merely the first cracks in the facade big enough to frighten the neighbors. Our fellow NATOcrats have ridden Robin on every Batman drive-by the US has orchestrated over the last century. They cringe at MAGA not because of the grizzly nature of its recent quagmires in the Middle East but because America's current administration is blackening the international cache of the West's good guy/bad guy brand with open and unabashed displays of B-grade schlock-buster villainy.

And I Quote: "Our war fighters have maximum authorities granted personally by the President and yours truly. Our rules of engagement are bold, precise, and designed to unleash American power, not shackle it. This war was never meant to be a fair fight and it's not a fair fight. We don't train to be merciful here. Mercy is for the weak. We are punching them while they're down. Which is exactly how it should be. If a nation confronts you, they are the enemy, an enemy deserves no mercy."

Now, most of that quote comes from Pete Hegseth's chest thumping announcement of the launch of his administration's bloodbath in Iran, but parts of it come directly from the dialogue of Cobra Kai Sensei John Kreese in the 1984 cheeseball classic, The Karate Kid. But I challenge any of you to tell me who said what without the assistance of C-Span or IMDB because it appears that Hegseth has modeled his entire public persona on a B-movie bully who beats up on high school kids to feel like a big shot.

Of course, Hegseth is far more grotesque, going to elementary school playgrounds with bunker busters to validate his fragile manhood. But this is precisely the kind of public display of 'good guy' villainy that makes Europe cringe, but this was also the inevitable result of the cult of humanitarian interventionism that all of the sainted First World has been baptized in.

We can't go back to Barack Obama. That character doesn't sell anymore. As delusional as the American people are about their place in the world, they recognize the tired sales pitch of the woke neoliberal as being a glass of bullshit too tall to swallow. Americans had two choices in the last election, a Sith Lord who offends what little intelligence any of them have left by behaving like a Jedi or a Sith Lord who talks like Java the Hut and promises to at least get them a good deal on the next war crime. America chose the more obvious bad guy because that was just slightly easier than doubling down on denial and way easier than actually taking responsibility for the violent world we created in the name of being a good guy.

If the rest of the fictional free world had any common sense, they would join China to confront this monstrosity by ripping up the dollar. If they had any moral sense, they would just hang themselves by their own capes and save their citizens the trouble. Call me a cynical critic, but I won't hold my breath for either finale. They just don't direct the Apocalypse like Ingmar Bergman anymore.

Peace, Love & Empathy- Nicky/CH

Soundtrack: Songs That Influenced This Post

* TV Eye by the Stooges

* The Only Heartbreaker by Mitski

* Tarmac by Blondshell

* Left of the Dial by the Replacements

* Mr. Moustache by Nirvana

* Rambozo the Clown by Dead Kennedys

* That White Cat by Mitski

* Danse Macabre by Celtic Frost

* Man Size by PJ Harvey

* Suffragette City by David Bowie

Lebanon, Iran, and the Forgotten Plight of the Shia "Infidel"

 As a badly battered Middle East hangs off the edge of a cliff by a string with a temporary ceasefire between the United States and Iran, peace or anything remotely resembling it looks even less likely for Southern Lebanon than it does for the rest of that treacherous map drawn by dead British arseholes. Even if Israel were the kind of creature who could be trusted to respect a ceasefire with anyone, much of the damage is already done.

Long before the latest peacetime artillery pogrom, the IDF had already spent the better part of a month attempting to empty out every square inch of the region south of the Litani River with the same kind of scorched earth campaign they used to cleanse Gaza before obliterating every bridge crossing said Litani River. 600,000 people have been herded north to join another 600,000 Lebanese citizens in being internally displaced by Zionist terrorism.

Israel has made their intentions for this slice of the Levant sickeningly clear. They have already publicly abandoned their mythic crusade to disarm Hezbollah in favor of focusing exclusively on the blatantly illegal goal of simply annexing another chunk of the Holy Land and declaring it a "buffer zone." They aren't the least bit shy about just what they are attempting to "buffer" either.

Israel has released official statements reassuring the regions Christian and Druze populations that they will be allowed to return home to Israeli occupied rubble but have also harshly warned these populations against so much as even sheltering any member of that regions Shiite majority who have very pointedly not been welcomed to return. 

There is a word for this, and it start with a 'G' but even the most progressive First World observers don't seem to want to use it. This seems particularly strange considering how many westerners have finally broken the taboo of accusing Israel of committing genocide in Palestine, but the word feels pretty damn appropriate here too. 

Israel has openly declared war on Lebanon's population of Shia Muslims, successfully removing many of them from the region of that nation that has long been their stronghold and instructing them in no uncertain terms never to come back, but still most westerners continue to avoid using the G-word here and I do believe that the reason why tells us a great deal about the violent current of First World depravity informing the larger regional war that has grown to engulf the entirety of the Middle East. 

In a word, it all comes down to Shiaphobia.

Shia Muslims have long found themselves the victims of rampant and frequently brutal discrimination across the Muslim world going all the way back to the death of the Prophet Muhammed. A minority among an already besieged faithful, Shiites provoked the wrath of the Umayyads with their critique of what they saw as the unjust power of the Caliphs and have never been forgiven for this rebellious trespass against theological conformity. 

All other theocratic differences aside, it appears to be this population's willingness to confront the corruption of the majority that has defined their plight above all else, a plight which has not only seen eleven of the twelve Shia Imams murdered at the hands of a variety of despotic autocrats, but has also led to the construction and proliferation of entire extremist Sunni sects like the Wahabi and the Salafi who are largely defined by their advocacy for genocide against all infidels, with the Shia serving the role of the original transgressors.

We have seen this play out in one horror show after another across the Muslim world, whether it be the systematic displacement of over 50% of Afghanistan and Pakistan's Shia Hazara community or the glorified Sunni apartheid state of Bahrain, that has long shackled that oil rich nation's slim Shia majority with the status of second-class citizens. 

More often than not it has been western imperialists fueling the bigotry too, targeting Shia communities for their inability to capitulate and conform to our pseudo-Islamic Wahhabi quislings and generally using them as convenient scapegoats to keep the Sunni majority distracted while we rob them blind too.

In many ways, for better or worse, Iran's consistently defiant Islamic Republic is the natural result of the systemic plight of the Shia. After centuries of being raped and pillaged by one corrupt caliphate after another, the Twelvers formed a caliphate of their own defined not only by their spiritual resistance to the west and its proxies but their willingness to put their money where their mouth is and support Shia and occasionally even Sunni resistance to colonial subjugation anywhere and everywhere it surfaces.

Sadly, this has also led Tehran to play the part of the foreign interloper, intervening even where they aren't wanted by a Shia community far too vast and diverse to ever be properly represented by any kind of centralized authority. On more than one occasion we have seen the Mullahs falling victim to that old Nietzschean trope and resembling the very same kind of corrupt caliphs they once defined themselves by disobeying.

The Islamic Republic of Iran has undoubtably become a corrupt and venal hierarchy of bloodthirsty fundamentalist imposters who have become totally disconnected from Islam's roots as a force for social justice that had originally put them to the left of their Abrahamic cousins, but they must not be confused with the merciless beasts that even liberal westerners have convinced themselves that they are and they certainly must not be tarred by the downright absurd farce that they are somehow "the greatest state sponsors of terrorism on the planet." 

This simple act of historical sanity seems to be an obnoxiously challenging feat for the west to even attempt to grasp but after having our asses handed to us on a tarnished brass platter by the Islamic Republic even after we assassinated the first two or three layers of their government, I feel like any form of peace is compulsory upon grasping it.

I guess, at the end of the day, you probably have to ask yourself a few hard questions before you can swallow the truth. 

First, who is Hezbollah? Hezbollah is a militia formed by Lebanese Shia clerics during Israel's brutal invasion of their already war-torn nation in the 1980s. They were trained by Iran's Revolutionary Guard but formed well before this to defend a marginalized community subjected to near-routine massacres and pogroms during the Lebanese Civil War. 

Now, who are the Houthi rebels? The Houthi rebels, otherwise known as Ansar Allah, were actually a relatively moderate theological movement advocating for the revival of the Zaydi school of Shia Islam endemic to the mountains of Northern Yemen until their criticism of an American backed dictator got their founder murdered and the Zaydi were forced to rely on the rifle to affect change. The Revolutionary Guard don't actually appear at all during their rise until well after the Houthi established themselves as a force to be reckoned with.

But just who exactly are the Revolutionary Guard anyway, aside from a branch of the Iranian military connected to the so-called terrorists above? Well, they are the force responsible for organizing the Shia militias who crippled Al-Qaeda in the post-apocalyptic wasteland of post-Saddam Iraq. They are also the force who united a vast and diverse coalition known as the Axis of Resistance, more responsible than any conventional army for breaking the back of the genocidally Shiaphobic Islamic State.

Contrary to western mythology, Iran's Islamic Republic has found themselves serving the role of the greatest state sponsor of grassroots antiterrorism on the planet. Now, with that being said, there is a very fine line between terrorism and antiterrorism, what with Nietzschean monsters being what they are, but let us at least get the score right and let us do so with a few more uncomfortable questions too.

First, who exactly are Al-Qaeda? Al-Qaeda is a loose network of Salafi-Wahhabist killers who spawned from the armies Jimmy Carter organized to kill communists in Afghanistan. And who are ISIS but the bastard sons of Al-Qaeda, not-so secretly funded by forces outside of the Levant for the purpose of destabilizing the pro-Russian Shia dictatorship of the Assad Dynasty in Syria. Their biggest donors being old Jimmy's friends in the Persian Gulf

And just who are these friends in the Gulf? A clique of Salafi-Wahhabist billionaires defined by a series of Faustian bargains made with the British Empire and Big Oil after the disintegration of the Ottoman Empire. They are also the source of nearly every dollar that has ever lined the pockets not just of Al-Qaeda and ISIS, but Al-Shebab, Al-Nusra, Boko Haram, and nearly every other organization advocating for distinctly global aka imperial jihad. 

Now, for the million-dollar question. Who are the United States? The US is the empire that arms, funds, and defends those nefarious Gulf States along with the blatantly genocidal state of Israel with trillions of dollars in tax pilfered funds and millions of pounds of military hardware, much of which mysteriously and repeatedly finds its way into the ungrateful hands of Salafi-Wahhabist killers across the globe.

Ladies and gentlemen, the United States of America is the greatest state sponsor of terrorism on the planet and Iran is our number one target in the Middle East because they are the fucking monsters defined by destroying our fucking monsters.

The Russians have an old saying that the communists were wrong about everything but capitalism. I guess you could probably sum up this latest rant of mine by saying that the Mullahs were wrong about everything but the Great Satan. 

They oughta know, Satan always seems to go after the Shiites and the communists first and their ain't many communists left.

Peace, Love, & Empathy- Nicky/CH

Soundtrack: Songs That Influenced This Post

*  If I Leave by Mitski

*  Overkill by Motorhead

*  White Riot by the Clash

*  Gouge Away by the Pixies

*  Hunter by Bjork

*  Lizzy by the Melvins

*  Ghost Town by Madness

*  Frankenstein by New York Dolls

*  I Bet on Losing Dogs by Mitski

*  Drown by Smashing Pumpkins

Confronting Both Zionism and the Antisemitism It Welcomes

 There is no more room left to mince words in the name of political correctness or anything else for that matter. Israel has become a menace of downright international proportions, and the world must come together to confront and destroy it without conditions. Part of this proclamation has always been true. Israel has always been a menace; a hyper-colonialist killing machine founded on the principals of racial supremacy. It is only the international part of my opening statement that I might have rolled my eyes at until relatively recently.

As despicable as the Zionist cause has been from the very beginning, I have always found the notion of Israel pulling all the levers of a globalist power structure to be silly and at times downright offensive. The United States, in conjunction with a rapidly disintegrating British Empire, created Israel to be a beachhead for Atlantist Pax-American expansion into the Middle East. Israel may have built itself a formidable and influential lobby within the United States but the notion of a quisling calling the shots has long been patently absurd.

That is until the American Empire crossed the Rubicon into mid-century England-grade decline during the last decade. Just look at the White House if you don't believe me. The last three presidential administrations have been helmed by two barely sentient syphilitic sexual predators, men that no healthy empire would ever sponsor to run a bingo let alone serve as the face for a global imperial hegemon. 

Meanwhile, Israel has been rapidly expanding its theater of influence to include most of the Middle East and in the process committing the most brazen and well-publicized genocide against their hostages in the Gaza Strip with total impunity not to mention gorging itself on larger and larger swaths of its neighbor's territory, and manipulating Donald Trump into embracing a politically suicidal war with Iran that is quickly unraveling into an international disaster likely to irreparably destroy America's imperial reputation with its allies in both Europe and the Persian Gulf.  

Long story short: America is crashing while Israel is rising and what was once a welfare scrounging Wall Street colony looks poised to become a major power broker in what very much appears to be an increasingly post-American world order. This cannot be allowed to stand. Not Again. Much like the now collapsing American behemoth, Israel is a European colony designed explicitly for genocide and their epic slaughter-thon bears a rather uncanny resemblance to the Manifest Destiny that made Jamestown the new Rome.

The Zionist State celebrated its independence in 1948 with the slaughter of 15,000 Palestinians, most of them civilians, and then forced the removal of another 750,000 to glorified Indian reservations in the desert upon the threat of genocide. Much like its American cousin, the Nakba never stopped (about 134,000 Palestinians were slaughtered between 1948 and 2022) but it is currently expanding and accelerating at a terrifying pace.

Using the easily preventable attacks on October 7th as an excuse, Israel, under the helm of the increasingly despotic Benjamin Netanyahu, has affectively conquered the Gaza Strip, killing at least 75,000 while forcing over a million more into crowded camps with barely enough food and water to survive. All while Donald Trump's heinously titled Board of Peace draws up plans to Disneyfy the rubble with the full support and cooperation of every other nation in the region, who all seem to value their cut of the spoils over their hollow bromides to Arab solidarity.

This happened while the entire world watched, while even westerners in unprecedented numbers demanded their leaders put an end to a bloodbath that smartphones and social media made impossible to sanitize. And now, Netanyahu is doing it again, the exact same thing, in South Lebanon, as we speak. His regime has openly announced its intentions to conquer Lebanon up to the Litani River and completely empty the region of its primarily Shia population in order to create what they refer to as a buffer zone. Or in other words, the gangsters have taken Sudetenland and now they want Poland too.

This is not a nation that deserves to exist. In fact, this is not a nation that we as a species can even afford to allow to exist. These psychopaths have picked a fight with the entire neighborhood and used the pedo honeypot they established with Jeffrey Epstein to convince Donald Trump to throw away what's left of America's influence just to hold Iran back while they do it again. If it works, Israel just keeps on killing like the UK and the US before them. If it fails, Israel commits nuclear suicide with its illegal stash as instructed by the Samson Option, possibly taking down the entire planet with it.

So, I will say it again, once more with feeling, this is not a nation the world can afford to allow to exist. A single state(less) solution is the only solution. The planet simply cannot endure a third Cromwell Dynasty in an era of hydrogen bombs and hypersonic missiles.

For this observation and many others, I will undoubtably be roundly condemned as an antisemite, however, this couldn't be farther from the truth. In fact, I am actually quite terrified that Israel's very necessary collapse might come at the expense of a wave of genocidal antisemitism that could easily put the Third Reich to shame and I do not believe this to be a coincidence. I have come to believe that Israel knowingly invokes the antisemitic menace by committing such well-publicized atrocities in the name of all Jewish people as a sick kind blackmail against the Chosen. Call it a second Samson Option.

And signs of an international backlash, while grossly exaggerated and exploited, are also growing and expanding day by day. We are seeing acts of rage provoked by Israeli war crimes being committed against innocent Jewish civilians in places as far-flung as West Bloomfield, Michigan and Sydney's Bondi Beach. We are also seeing hugely popular voices within the MAGA movement itself like Tucker Carlson and Candace Owens openly toying with brazenly antisemitic rhetoric and only becoming more influential in the process.

We must all confront Israel, but we must also confront this toxic runoff along with it and we must confront them both simultaneously with the weapon of history. The Jews are not the problem here, Zionism is, and Zionism has absolutely nothing to do with Judaism or the Semitic people. In fact, Zionism is really just another malignant cell of white supremacy, and it has long disdained both Judaism and most people of Semitic decent. 

Zionism emerged from central and eastern Europe during the mid-19th century as a distinctly secular strain of the same European national swamp that would fester into fascism and national socialism, and it caried many of the same characteristics too; devotion to such toxically contrived notions as 'blood and soil' and scientific racism, not to mention a pronounced disdain for the east, including the Jews who once closely identified with it.

This is made very clear by some of the movement's ideological architects like Ze'ev Jabotinsky who once proudly proclaimed that "We are going in Palestine first for our national convenience, (second) to sweep out thoroughly all trace of the Oriental soul." A point reiterated by Israel's own founding father, David Ben-Gurion when he stated "We do not want the Israelis to become Arabs. It is incumbent upon us to struggle against the spirit of the Levant, which corrupts individuals and societies."

It is precisely this kind of pompously garish line of thinking that led to most Jews in the 19th and early 20th centuries to view Zionists as whack jobs and heretics. In fact, many Orthodox Jewish leaders of the time viewed Judaism to be a fundamentally spiritual tradition and rejected any attempt to transform it into a political nationality as an attempt to replace Jehovah with the state.

Even most secular Jews of this era rejected Zionism, often in favor of movements like Bundism and Yidism which promoted a kind of radical Jewish cultural autonomy within Europe with a school of largely stateless nationalism much closer to Malcolm X than Menachem Begin. 

The tide only shifted after the collective trauma of the Holocaust and the various Red Terrors, when the Zionists managed to leverage the horrors of the bloodlands to stifle any voice of reason that attempted to remind the Jews that these were the very same Ashkenazi supremacists who had in fact quite openly collaborated with the regimes of Hitler and Stalin in reckless attempts to achieve their shared goal of removing the Jews from Europe and using them to Europeanize the Middle East.

This is why German Zionist organizations were the only Jewish orders not banished by the Nazi's 1933 Nuremberg Laws and this is why those same Zionists collaborated with the Third Reich on the Haavara Agreement which brazenly broke the international boycott on Hitler's regime in exchange for Nazis compensating German Jews to emigrate to Palestine. A Faustian bargain that saw 60% of all foreign capital invested in Jewish Palestine between 1933 and 1939 coming directly from the Third Reich.

The Zionists continued in this spirit long after their Nazi pals stabbed them in the back to the tune of 7 million Jews and built a distinctly white supremacist colony in Israel made for the Ashkenazi elite by the Ashkenazi elite. In fact, they only invited the Arab Jews, still quite happily strewn across Africa and the Middle East, because the European colonialists lacked the numbers necessary to expel the indigenous Palestinian population alone. 

However, they invited these Jews with bombs, launching false flag attacks against synagogues belonging to the regions oldest continuous Jewish population in Iraq in order to stampede terrified Arab Jews into a state that unceremoniously labeled them Mizrahim or "Eastern Dwellers" before stripping them of their diverse cultures through a variety of so-called "national projects" which included involuntary detention in "absorption camps" and removing newborn babies from the arms of their Arab Jewish mothers. 

Perhaps the sickest irony of this often-overlooked chapter of history though is that those so-called Mizrahi Jews likely have far more in common with the Palestinians they were corralled to wipe out then they do with their paler tribesmen. Many Israeli historians and geneticists now believe that today's Palestinians were actually the original Jews of Biblical times before converting to Islam or Christianity and that the sainted Ashkenazi were in fact merely European converts originating from the Kazar Empire of the Caucus region.

Tragically, Israel succeeded in making the Mizrahim white the same way America did the Irish, by siccing them on their own in a genocidal contest for survival. Netanyahu's Likud built its rise to power on the backs of the Mizrahim by promising them land and fortune in the illegal settlements of the West Bank. Within decades, these Jews who David Ben-Gurion once referred to as "rabble" had become the shock troops of Greater Israel, clearing the desert plains for the not-so-Semitic Ashkenazi elite.

However, outside the gates, the influence of the fumes produced by generations of Zionist indoctrination wanes among the faithful. Young Jews are once again forming the backbone of the western flank of the anti-Zionist movement with organizations like Jewish Voice for Peace picking up where the Bundists left off. This is way more than just pissed off kids rebelling against Hebrew school. This is a reawakening of the true spirit of the Jewish people. One defined by anti-authoritarian resistance and egalitarianism. One defined by proud Jewish fire breathers like Emma Goldman and Abbie Hoffman and Murray Rothbard.

These people are not our enemies. They are our hope and any attempt to tar them with the same brush as the usurpers they righteously rail against must be confronted not just as bigotry but as downright counter revolutionary.

We must all confront both Zionism and antisemitism, and we must confront them both at the same time for the same reason. They are both tools of the Anglo-Saxon Atlantist global order, and they are both being exploited by a burgeoning Zionist empire looking to hijack this sinking ship. We must ensure that this ship finally does indeed go down, and we must ensure that Israel isn't allowed to take all Twelve Tribes down with them.

Peace, Love, & Empathy- Nicky/CH

Soundtrack: Songs That Influenced This Post

* Paint It Black by the Rolling Stones

* Dethroned Emperor by Celtic Frost

* Floyd the Barber by Nirvana

* White Light/White Heat by the Velvet Underground

* Zero by Yeah Yeah Yeahs

* Supernaught by Black Sabbath

* Animal Nitrite by Suede

* Angel of Death by Slayer

* Search and Destroy by the Stooges

* White Minority by Black Flag

Iran Teaches America How to Lose a War in Thirty Days

 At the writing of this post, it has been nearly a month since Israel and America began their savage aerial assault on Iran, and the Islamic Republic has been throttled and decimated in nearly every way conceivable. The massacre began with the brutal assassination of the Supreme Leader Ayatollah Ali Khamenei along with most of his immediate family on February 28 and by February 29 most of his nations political and military leadership lie dead with him. As we speak, so do about 2,000 Iranian civilians.

The Zionist American Alliance has not only laid siege to pretty much all of Iran's military capabilities, including thousands of members of the Revolutionary Guard, they have also done the same to most of Iran's civilian capabilities as well. Over 12,000 bombs struck over 2,000 targets during the first 18 days with 3,600 bombs dropped on Tehran alone. The targets have not only included dozens of hospitals and schools but nearly 20,000 civilian buildings and at least 81,000 residential units. Iran as we once knew it has essentially been reduced to the world's largest open-air burn unit, and yet no one but Donald Trump seems to be foolish enough to believe that America is actually winning this war.

Iran may be devastated beyond belief, but someone is still fighting like hell from the smoldering ruins and the imperial machine tasked with swiftly containing this undead menace before the American people can smell a quagmire is beginning to show signs of desperation as they lose control of the narrative. You can see it written all over Donald Trump's leather face as he attempts to make sense of the havoc in real time, declaring victory over and over again before announcing another escalation of violence, bragging about negotiations that Iran denies having any interest in as thousands of American troops are positioned in the region for an invasion.

Meanwhile, Israel seems to be much more concerned with ethnically cleansing Southern Lebanon while announcing that they'll keep bombing Iran on the side regardless of any mythic peace deals.

So, just what the fuck is going on here? 

To put it succinctly, America is still fighting this war like it's 1988 while Iran and to some extent Israel are showing our beloved imperial behemoth how wars will be fought in 2028. Some call it fourth generation combat, some call it asymmetric warfare, but what it all amounts to is a smaller and supposedly weaker party using unconventional tactics to prolong and expand a conflict in order to drain their much larger opponent of its will power and resources. 

In many ways, the Islamic Republic was designed for this kind of battle. There's is a nation forged in blood, building its foundation amidst an apocalyptic American sponsored invasion from Iraq that grinded away throughout the first decade of the Republic's existence only to be followed by decades of threats, sanctions, assassinations and sabotage from the Great Satan and its burgeoning toadies in Israel. 

What Iran built on this grave shaped foundation was a mosaic defense structure set to respond to even the most devastating of decapitations launched against its military leadership by automatically delegating power down to increasingly decentralized and autonomous military units capable of operating independently of any central command. 

Iran has also formed a loose nit alliance with every Shia tribe America and its various quisling states have fucked over the last forty years of forever wars, creating another expanded mosaic of autonomous militias that surround every American base surrounding Iran. 

The result being an army of ghosts moving seamlessly about the smoke of a thousand Patriot missiles, taking swipes at the devil's Achilles heel every time he turns around, bleeding him dry, one drop at a time.

The entire Middle East has found themselves lost in a swarm of cheap drones and second-hand rockets coming from every direction at once and striking any nation providing comfort to the American Empire. Over a dozen nations across the region including all 6 members of the Gulf Cooperation Council have been peppered by a seemingly bottomless barrage of toy planes sniping at the oil and gas infrastructure that keeps them rich but more importantly soaking up the expensive American missiles that are supposed to be capable of protecting this wealth, leading to what is known as a munitions trap.

Your average Iranian Shahed drone costs about $20,000 dollars and can be constructed in a fucking cave from garbage. Your average American Patriot missile costs upwards of $2 million dollars and requires factories the size of Lindsey Graham's congressional district. The result is America burning through $11 billion dollars in the first week of this bloodbath and spending about $2 billion dollars every day since. The result has also been a live demonstration for every nation on earth on exactly what the cost of an alliance with a dying empire amounts to. 

The seemingly untouchable sheiks of the wealthy Gulf States have seen their skyscrapers go up in flames like crystal-colored roman candles as America scrambles to rip apart THAAD interceptors promised to other "allies" and drag them to the defense of an entire industry that can be held hostage by the simple geographic realities of the Strait of Hormuz. The empty promises of the Abraham Accords have become worth their weight in toilet paper. Meanwhile, Pax Americana's globalist economy is in freefall due to its dependence on such a massive centralized "free" market. 

20% of the global oil supply goes through the Strait of Hormuz and it has been effectively locked down by RC planes and fishing dhows loaded up with mines. Brent Crude has gone up over 40% in less than a month, peaking at nearly $120 dollars a barrel, carrying the rest of the oil and gas industry to hell with it in what the International Energy Agency has called "the largest supply disruption in the history of the global oil market." If this disaster goes on much longer it could very easily lead to a global recession. All because the "free" world bows to the dollar and the dollar is dependent on non-renewable dinosaur goo needed to keep suburbia chained to Walmart and Amazon.

The Iranian Revolution was launched as a confrontation between young Muslim leftists and the shallow sadistic decadence of Western Civilization. That revolution lost its way over decades of Westphalian statecraft but seems to have found itself again in the rubble amassed by its old foes in the other Babylon slouching towards Wall Street for another late-term abortion. With layers of Mullahs wiped out, Iran is once again a young, angry and desperate nation forced by imperialism to recognize the revolutionary nature of its true power, the power of an ancient culture unwilling to let a globalist enterprise dictate the narrative of its future.

Whether America invades or cuts a deal, it has already lost the war to define the future of the Middle East. Sadly, the same cannot be said for their partners in Israel who have quite skillfully practiced their own school of fourth generation warfare with a militia of lobbyists and pedo baiting spies hoodwinking a collapsing empire into throwing its bloated carcass on every grenade they pull the pin on. Israel could care less who wins the war in Iran as long as someone else's children does most of the dying and they can use it as an excuse to expand their territory another hundred miles in any given direction without a Mullah left alive to protest it.

However, Israel is playing a very dangerous game, one that no gambler can win forever. They may be willing to cut a deal with any wannabe empire in the neighborhood but any empire that replaces a disgraced American behemoth is likely to lack the resources to defend Greater Israel in the zealous, white supremacist ways that they have become accustomed to. China will continue to rely on a far more complex web of economic alliances over the blunt force military strength they still can't quite afford, and this will include backroom deals with other aspiring world powers like Turkey who will undoubtedly continue to cultivate their longtime connections to Islamic fundamentalists in order to balance the scales.

But the worst-case scenario for Israel, whether they realize it or not, would actually be the mass murder-suicide of an American ground invasion of Iran which would only serve to explode the Islamic Republics mosaic defense structure and unleash scores of heavily armed Shia militias across the Persian Gulf, setting the stage for what could very well become a kind of Twelver ISIS with a score to settle against a fanatical Zionist hegemon governed by a nuclear powered Manifest Destiny. Whoever actually survives such a fate may wish they hadn't.

The best-case scenario, however unlikely it may be, is for a coalition of radicals to unite against an increasingly unpopular war right here in the belly of Babylon. 

A diverse coalition of libertarians, anarchists, socialists and libertarian socialists devoted not just to creating a new counterculture but a sort of mosaic populist counter government capable of dismantling America's long dead tree of liberty with a controlled demolition of secession, panarchy and radical decentralization, hopefully destroying the various multinational industrial complexes driving the west off a cliff into a war that no one can win in Iran in the process.

Maybe it's a longshot, but if a shattered army of Basij bastards can decapitate the Great Satan with a Shahed drone in thirty days then maybe anything is possible.

Peace, Love & Empathy- Nicky/CH

Soundtrack: Songs That Influenced This Post

* Shush by Tori Amos

* Condemnation by Depeche Mode

* Flea by St. Vincent

* Rooster by Alice in Chains

* Getting Closer by Nitzer Ebb

* Savage Good Boy by Japanese Breakfast

* Raining Blood by Tori Amos

* Broken Man by St. Vincent

* Hearts and Minds by Nitzer Ebb

* Paper Planes by MIA

The Art of Coping with Unfathomable Rage in Infuriating Times

 A wise man once said that rage is merely depression turned outward. I don't know what that motherfucker's name was, but I'd like to rip his fucking head off and kick it through a stained-glass window because outward is exactly where my depression belongs right now more than ever before. 

I have spent most of my life feeling like a possessed pervert because the same priests who raped me as a child taught me that my gender identity made me a sexual predator just like them and now it turns out that every billionaire financing campaigns that teach the public the same horseshit was also raping kids with Jeffrey Epstein and probably getting blackmailed by his Zionist masters into bombing little girls for playing hopscotch-while-Arab in the process.

I would argue that rage is actually a perfectly healthy response to the depths of depravity that we dare to call "civilization" right now. We are living in a world governed by competing cabals of bloodsucking vampires, bleeding us all dry of our dignity while they set fire to the rainforest and break the innocent for kicks by the firelight. This is not normal, this is not OK, and I am getting more than a little tired of people telling me to calm down while they traffic in sedation as 'self-care' during apocalyptic times.

I am very well versed in the martial art of self-care. The abuse I suffered at an appallingly young age forced me to divide myself into five distinct dissociative identities as a means of coping with the danger I was in. The intellectual elites over at the DSM have the nerve to call this state a "disorder" but it is actually a lot closer to the kind of disciplined spiritual self-care practiced by Tibetan Tulpamancers for thousands of years in the isolated monasteries of the Himalayas.

 I exist in constant communication with a cadre of grievously wounded inner children. I spend hours every single day engaged in deeper levels of self-care than you armchair psychologists could even begin to comprehend and the number one problem that I deal with is the fact that everything in the news right now leads us straight back to the smalltown rectory where we were defiled. 

In case you haven't noticed, our president is a literal pedophile who kills children. Not only do I feel like I have every fucking right to my rage, I feel like anyone still capable of staying calm in this situation is the sick one and that their apathetic sickness in dire times might actually be getting people killed. 

I can just hear them now; "Stay calm and vote blue no matter who, the woker section of Team Epstein will clean up this mess!" Fuck you, you Chicken Noodle Soup reading mental insect. Where the hell did I put those lesbian kicking boots? This town has too many stained-glass windows with cowards praying for peace beneath them...

Fuck yes, I wanna hurt people and burn shit. I wanna roast Tel Aviv like a smore over the charred carcass of the Vatican. I wanna smash the hands of every adult who has ever made someone feel small for fun with a mallet and then force feed them the shards of their own diddling fingers. But I'm not going to. I just need to say it out loud without some do-gooder twit trying to tranquilize or censor me. 

This isn't to say that my lust for revenge is purely rhetorical. It's actually what fuels my activism and helps me to organize fellow survivors of the vampiric predator class against them. So, while I would very much like to smash some smug predator's face in like a Jacko lantern and I'm not totally convinced that I wouldn't be perfectly justified in doing so, I don't because I know that the vampires would very much like me to do this as well and I'm not about to hand them an easy win.

The vampire class of Zionist Pax-Americana thrives on this kind of reaction. They like nothing better than a good old fashioned lone nut "terrorist attack" so they can practice feigning empathetic and play the victim without even having to put down the Uzi, and I used to be more than willing to give this to them on a flaming platter. I used to be a hardcore Leninist, totally down for Foco Theory, dreaming big about building a little vanguard of professional arsonists to fuck shit up and get even. I believed it because it felt good. I believed it because I needed to believe it.

But how does that story end? How does that story always fucking end? With a pile of dead bodies and everything else exactly the same. Even in the few successful, best-case scenarios, the vanguard merely succeeds in overthrowing the Czar only to replace him on his thrown of skulls. Van Helsing becomes the vampire and the abyss stares back. It doesn't fucking work, but that doesn't mean that I don't know exactly how every one of those made-for-TV lunatics feels. I have a great deal of empathy for the Fox News prescribed monster-of-the-week and I want to help.

The best advice I can give is don't repress your rage; express it and deal with it.

I express it through my writing. Not just in epic tirades like this but in the two splatterpunk novels I never seem to be finished working on, both of which feature genderqueer victims of sexual violence getting even with powerful forces to the tune of smashing skulls and broken teeth. Find an outlet. Some place where even your darkest thoughts are free to play out entirely. Write it down, draw it, paint it, perform it, but get it out there and let it leave a mark. Make it real without letting it destroy you and other innocent bystanders who are probably just as pissed as you are.

As far as dealing with it goes, I always return to my history books to remind me that karma isn't just a bad name for a gay bar. Every empire, every kingdom, every cartel, every cabal of vampires has always ended the same way; with collapse, with the most powerful people on earth exposing themselves to the public for the decadent monsters they are and ripping each other's throats out while the peasants gather at the gates. They all think they're exceptional. They all think that they're oligarchy is unique. And they all die defamed and humiliated with little more than broken ruins in their wake.

The more of these true stories you read, the more you start to see them playing out before your eyes with the current masters of the universe. Donald Trump making a spectacle of himself while he humiliates his fellow elites with his grotesque antics like Nero at the eclipse of the Ceasars. Benjamin Netanyahu marching his IDF death squads directly into the gnashing jaws of a feral Axis of Resistance just like Hitler's Stormtroopers conquering their own graves in the ruins of Stalingrad.

The screws turn. The last grain of sand drops. And every king becomes another decorated piece of meat in the grinding gears of history. Sadly, it may end in apocalypse this time, but it will end, and I have to believe that there will be survivors amidst the ruins and that the fiends who built them will not be among us. Maybe this isn't the cooky cutter happy ending promised to us by Pixar, but it beats dying alone in some prison cell as an unwitting patsy of the anti-terrorism-to-state-terrorism pipeline.

If the above knowledge still isn't enough, and believe me when I tell you that it isn't always enough for me either, I have only two more suggestions; the forest and the dungeon; survivalism and S&M. I know, I know, I'm fucking nuts, I've heard but trust me and try it. 

There is something very liberating about firing a weapon in the middle of the woods and there is something equally liberating about exchanging complete and total control with another consenting adult in a soundproof room with a safety word. Both remind us that even in the darkest times, we as human beings still hold more power over our individual destinies than polite society has fooled us into believing.

As for me, I wrote this unhinged piece of Gonzo journalism and published it. I'm still pretty goddamn pissed off but I feel just a little bit more free for saying it out loud and knowing that somewhere in the pits of hell, a couple of priests are probably being forced to carve it into each other's asses.

Survival is the greatest form of revenge, dearest motherfuckers. Keep yourselves alive.

Peace, Love, & Empathy- Nicky/CH

Soundtrack: Songs That Influenced This Post

* My War by Black Flag

* Shitlist by L7

* Sin by Nine Inch Nails

* Kids by Sleigh Bells

* Territorial Pissings by Nirvana

* Stigmata by Ministry

* Teenagers by My Chemical Romance

* In a Lake by Mitski

* Motion Sickness by Phoebe Bridgers

* Sheila Take a Bow by the Smiths

* I Don't Live Here Anymore by The War on Drugs

* Keep Yourself Alive by Queen

The Ghost of Ali Shariati Dances with the Epstein Empire

 Trump has seriously fucked up in the Middle East this time and even he knows it. In the first two weeks alone of Bibi and Donald's latest savage bombardment of the Islamic Republic of Iran, neither regime has been able to keep their various stories straight for longer than fifteen seconds. 

First, we were supposedly doing this because the Iranian people were just one airstrike away from returning the Shah to power in a popular uprising but after slaughtering half of the nation's leadership from the Ayatollah down to the dog catcher, the Iranian people seemed more supportive of the fundamentalist hand that barely feeds them than ever before. 

So, then the story changes to a strangely familiar narrative about weapons of mass destruction, weapons that Trump himself insisted repeatedly that he had heroically obliterated in the Ten-Day War last year. And that old gem was followed rather swiftly by yet another narrative about some inevitable plot by Iran to take over the Middle East in a week at any given second unless we helped Israel massacre their daughters in daring daylight raids on elementary schools. Now, they mostly just point at the mess they made and say, "Now, you see, with nukes that would be way worse."

The only thing that seems to change more than Trump's chickenshit excuses for setting the region on fire is the timeline for when V-day is supposed to come. Two weeks becomes four weeks becomes four months becomes four weeks again after oil prices spike. Believe it or not. all of these rambling narratives actually do tell the same story. The story of a vane and ignorant empire that opened Pandora's Box by assassinating a nation of 90 million's god-king and then completely lost control of the expanding global horror show that followed. 

And just like that, Donald Trump has managed to do the seemingly impossible and out-neocon the neocons he was originally elected to replace with a seemingly pointless adventure in reckless regime change in a nation even Bush was smart enough not to bomb. All of which begs the question of what exactly was the real fucking goal here?

Donald Trump's approval ratings were already in the shitter, and this war was hugely unpopular with his own base long before he even dropped the first bomb. This man clearly isn't the brightest psychopath to ever stumble into the White House from Wall Street, but he isn't a complete and total imbecile either. He is also way too pathologically self-serving to take one for anyone's team. 

So, then, and I repeat, what in Ronald Reagan's putrid corpse could have possibly convinced this man that a suicidal quagmire in halal country was a good idea during a fucking election year? I can only give you a guess, but I do believe it to be a fairly educated one.

Two things happened the week before Trump finally decided to end his will-he-won't-he relationship with regime change in Iran. The first is that Benjamin Netanyahu told the Donald that Israel was going to whack the Ayatollah with or without him and that the results would be identical either way. Iran would retaliate by dumping literal tons of drones on the American bases that encircle it throughout the region and Trump would be duty bound to prove his manhood with blood.

The other telltale thing that happened that week was that evidence surfaced from the heavily redacted Epstein Files that appears to show multiple sources corroborating the failed lawsuit of Katy Johnson; an anonymous plaintiff who accused our current president of raping her with Jeffrey Epstein at his side and then threatening to murder her if she spoke.

What do these two events have to do with each other? Considering the growing evidence of Epstein's connections to Israeli intelligence, they both amount to blackmail. The Ashkenazi Duce of a nation that Donald Trump must at the very least suspect has evidence of his dalliances with pedophilia essentially used American soldiers like hostages and said, 'if you don't, we will.' It's a reckless gambit even by Israeli standards but Benjamin Netanyahu has always been a reckless motherfucker even by Israeli standards. This was after all the man who kept arming Hamas even during the First Intifada just to splinter the PLO.

So, while Donald Trump struggles to conjure up new excuses for jabbing his tiny prick into a wild hornet's nest, Israel continues its revanchist expansion project, swallowing up even more territory in Lebanon to build a Greater Israel in the hallowed name of their pilfered wealth amidst the increasingly volatile neighborhood that jacking that loot made possible in the Middle East.

The good news here is the bad news here. Regardless of who engineered it, the project to reign in the regional Shia opposition to Israel's Epstein facilitated collection of final solutions in the Holy Land has become a very loud and violent disaster. Iran had actually been rendered rather docile by so-called peace deals like the JCPOA and the Mullahs' flirtations with those decadents at the World Bank. Now, the nation's hardliners have more power than ever over a half-crippled drone factory with an atomized Islamic Guard that has no moderate commanders left to tell them 'No.'

Israel may have finally bitten off more than they can chew and Donald Trump definitely has, as any further disintegration of the Islamic Republic will likely simply loose a colossal stockpile of artillery onto Shia militias across the region. Militias that Iran actually did more to contain than arm. 

When Gaddafi fell to NATO intervention in 2011, his arsenal spread from Boko Haram to ISIS and destabilized half of Africa for a generation. Iran's stash is ten times the size and its military was designed to decentralize into smaller and smaller autonomous units as the chain of command continues to break down. What all this blood on the temple walls spells out is that a newer and more terrifying Axis of Resistance committed to smashing Zion above all else may be upon us.

At the risk of committing political suicide (again), I say good fucking riddance. As the American Empire continues its long, inevitable decline into the age of Orange Ozymandias, Israel appears to be making a move to elevate its status from a regional menace to a burgeoning empire in its own right. Go ahead and laugh. The British did when a bunch of rogue slave rapists decided to start up their own Mafia family in the "New World" and by the beginning of the Cold War they were doing the Washington Family's bloody laundry for chump change. 

Israel has learned from the worst. Much like the US of A, these colonialist pigfuckers have developed their own distinctly nasty strain of white supremacy called Zionism along with a biblically justified Manifest Destiny calling for nothing short of complete control of every grain of sand between the Nile and the Euphrates along with a pact to commit mass suicide by nuclear holocaust if they fail. 

Let's face it, this is a sickening menace that needs to be stopped before it can commit another sixteen Nakbas before dinner and a riled-up regalia of Islamic militias appear to be the only people willing to stop them. The sad thing, well, one of many sad things, is that the Iranian opposition to the Mullahs was totally based, even if it was being influenced by bad actors like Mossad and the Pahlavi Dynasty still hiding out in Beverly Hills. 

The Islamic Revolution was an unfinished popular uprising that had been launched not only against western materialism and a brutal American backed monarch but against Persia's long corrupt clerical order as well.

It's true ideological leader wasn't even the Ayatollah, but a former Marxist academic named Ali Shariati who preached a radical school of "Red Shiism" that advocated for a return to Islam's roots as a vehicle for social justice and an alternative to western capitalism. But Shariati died mysteriously in exile before the revolution ended, allowing the Mullahs to hijack and ultimately destroy the revolution, building a kind of crony capitalist Shiism that allowed the clerical class to fatten themselves behind a veneer of religious fundamentalism.

I honestly believe that these fuckers would have been chucked out decades ago and probably by the remaining revolutionaries in the Islamic Guard if it wasn't for the constant intervention of western imperialism, beginning almost immediately after the fall of the Shah with the brutal invasion of Washington's then-toady in Iraq, Saddam Hussein, which forced revolutionaries and clerics alike to fight side by side for their lives in gas infested trenches.

Iranians find themselves in similarly existential straits right now beneath the steel rain of the Epstein Empire. This is why they have largely gathered around Khamenei Jr. Not because he's an heir to another heretical dynasty but because he is an orphan and a widower. He is a largely blank slate ready to be painted by the anguished rage of a people who have grown accustomed to being routinely traumatized by Zionism.

It is my hope, maybe my only hope, that these people somehow succeed in humiliating the predator class in both Washington and Tel Aviv to the point of collapse and then bring the war home to an Iran bereft of central leadership so they can form a network of decentralized roaming governments similar to that of fellow Shia militias like the Houthis, Hezbollah, and the Sadrists. That and that maybe just maybe, with a lack of western Westphalian supremacy over the globe, those civilian regimes can form their own school of Red Shia anarchism not unlike what existed in this region before the West intervened.

Either way, Trump and his increasingly sadistic Zionist masters need to be stopped more than any Mullah, and it should probably be the neighborhood they've tortured the worst that finally stops them.

This one's for all the Katie Johnson's out there. Death to the Epstein Empire that feeds on the flesh of the innocent. Your whirlwind is just around the corner now.

Peace, Love & Empathy- Nicky/CH

Soundtrack: Songs that Influenced this Post

* Sympathy for the Devil by the Rolling Stones

* The Wild Ones by Suede

* Riot Rythm by Sleigh Bells

* Fight the Power by Public Enemy

* Hell Awaits by Slayer

* My Body is Made of Crushed Little Stars by Mitski

* Dirty Boots by Sonic Youth

* Justine Go Genesis by Sleigh Bells