Woof, my lovelies. I yam finding so much deja vu these daze, and in re-reading this book I do love, and strongly, highly, recommend to all y’all, rat now. Just read it. But here’s a tasty bite of it below…
Before I go there, I’ll just comment (ralph, ralph, ralph, bahloooon!): It’s striking how the SAME SONG keeps being sung, and the choir is the fucking RICH. I am having a crisis of faith in Humanity as we speak (woof!), because of the general Evil going on, because of my family situation, because of a job I really liked went to shite because of abusive treatment by a Nazi Dwarf manager, and because a good friend just ripped me off of an entire month’s rent because apparently I said something she donut like! WTAF, I ask you!! I will “out” her, prolly, soon enuff (and I’ve given her time and an offer to explain). Why humans be so fickle and skank I donut know, butt I yam arf the leash, for good. Anyway. Just realize that mosta dat historical bollocks we’ve been toad is pure propaganda, okay? Okay.
You know the “elite,” as they love to call themselfish? They are SICKO, doncha know, wiff the disease of Fear, Loathing, and ME SO BETTA, and just so you get that the SAME POOP that is now being excreted is only another grunt of the nasty rich guys’ toilety ways, I shall give an bit of an excerpt here — This is taken from a chapter in the book “The Unknown American Revolution” by Gary B. Nash that speaks to the years before and during the war with the British.
Washington's officers had no illusions about the human material they had to shape into fighting units. "Food for Worms..., miserable sharp looking caitiffs (defined as "a wretch, a slave, a despicable knave"), hungry lean faced Villains," Anthony Wayne labeled them. Tench Tilghman, Washington's aide-de-camp, called the recruits from New York City "mostly old disbanded Regulars and ... foreigners." Other officers called them "the sweepings of the York [England] streets," or "a wretched motley Crew." Indeed they were. Many had arrived in North America like one numbed London weaver who landed in Virginia in 1758 in the company of indentured servants: "They all was set in a row, near a hundred men and women and the planters come down [from] the country to buy [them] .... I never see such passels of poor wretches in my life," wrote the weaver, "some almost starved by the ill usage in their passage by the captain, for they are used no better than so many negro slaves that are brought in here and sold in the same manner as horses or cows in our market or fair." Notwithstanding all these unpleasant comments, Continental army officers could not do without such men. Absent such human material, the war would have quickly ended with a British victory. What is more, it was these down-and-outers who were most likely to endure the awful conditions of camp life and battlefield gore. Washington knew this. "Men just dragged from the tender scenes of domestic life; [and] unaccustomed to the din of arms" were almost worthless, he wrote. The fabled minuteman who left his farm to shoulder arms was also difficult to discipline and difficult to restrain from deserting. "Men accustomed to unbounded freedom, and no control," he concluded, "cannot brook the restraint which is indispensably necessary to the good order and government of an army; without which, licentiousness, and every kind of disorder triumphantly reign." It was only the poor, particularly the unmarried and young, who could stand up against England's professional army. The poor man's fight was the only fight that the Americans could wage."
Coming soon from my doghouse, some idea of how the rich refused to fight, what they wanted in the new America, and the outrageous view of those wealthy fux (who really wanted out of England’s fist so they could steal even more Native American LAND… even from the ones that were their allies! Most of those “patriots” who got their names into our history books were pampered, slave-holding, elitist (not “elite”) men who thought themselves too valuable for fighting a war that they wanted, to be “free,” but it turned out to be the case that the RICH guys of those days were much like the RICH guys of today— they wanted to simply replace England as the overlords, and let the plebes do the hard work, and dying, for them. Same snobbery, same fuckery, and same old shite as now. I’m referring to the Fairly Wealthy, not the Most Evil and Pernicious Vile Oligarchy/Black Nobility, just woofin’ about the Wealthier Than Thou. Anyway, that’s a wee bit of what happened.
Same story, happening again right now, including the inflation, fiat currency, shortages, hoarding, and so on, and this time most of us are the Indians. There are differences, of coarse… Ohhh, those rich fux. What are we gonna do about this problem, my Good Dogs? It seems to all come down to the sickness of WEALTH.
Make it STOP.
Just MAKE IT STOP!!!
I’ll give you some more cause for outrage (and howling) in my next posticle, regarding how the RICH guys wanted their new State constitutions and laws and future to be, well, all about THEM continuing to live large, while Everyone Else was invited to fuck off.
Arrrrrrrrrf.
The entire western hemisphere, as well as Africa, was colonized with the dregs of Europe. That's what gets me about all this self-righteous foaming-at-the-mouth about Israel's treatment of Palestinians while it's hundreds of years - since 1492 actually - that the Natives have been under the thumb of their colonizers while they live in concentration camps they called reservations but are now adding tech surveillance so they can call them smart cities. In fact we have a new version of that Niemoller poem. They came for the socialists and I said nothing because I hated the socialists; they came for the aged, but I hated them too; they came for the minorities; I hated them all; they came for the unvaxxed; I said let them all die. Then, imagine my surprise, they came for me. I'm reading about Tecumseh. It's 1781, he's 14 and having to move for the third time because of the encroachment of the colonizers. The Palestinioans are just johnny-come-latelys to the encroachment game. This has been going on for the Natives in the U.S. since 1492 and I'm not seeing anyone foaming at the mouth about it.
Thank-you, Jaan, for the book quote. Somehow, I'm not surprised that the poor were the good soldiers. 😖
I'm very sorry to hear that your "friend" ripped you off. That's a dispicable way to act.