A syncretic little troll-like fetish standing in for a real human being — apparently articulating fears and frustrations but actually a tacky bit of posable plastic shit pedalled as a panacea, masquerading as myth — all impotent roar and fury signifying, doing, nothing … to change anything.
It’s there to prop up and perpetuate the staus quo — a silent but deadly war on the rest of us, robbing us, poisoning our dreams and our world … actually killing us.
Fuck off back to whatever shithole you came from — I don’t mean the US, more the imaginary aryan nation of daddy’s German American Bund — you aren’t welcome here.
After all, I hail from, officially, the mental health shithole of this country — let’s hear it for Stockport and shitholes everywhere!
The sad and frightening thing is that this crappy Trulk might just as well be the raging Id of our own national psyche too.
The archetypal protective deity of the home for the Assyrians.
Crucified first by the allies of the “West” and now by both our proxies and IS …
What is it about “orientalism”? We’re, apparently, seduced by the cultural grandeur of these great civilisations, surely, largely because we see ourselves as their imperial successors … in brutality?
Nationalism is an ugly tool but it can be one source of dignity and cultural nutrition … it can tell stories which mean we can all contribute threads to the rich tapestry of human culture.
I have a heritage that stretches back millennia, you are just scum … and so the deep and complex patrimony of Palestine is bombed and bulldozed by the Israelis while they are almost obsessed with archaeology that strengthens their own tenuous roots, the Americans crush and obliterate the world’s heritage at Ur and Babylon and oversee the looting of Iraq’s antiquities … just one facet of that imperial hypocrisy I suppose — they are barbarians when they cut off a man’s head, we are fighting for peas and mocracy when we raze Fallujah, Netanyahu is defending the weak when he blows the heads of Palestinian children …