A Moral Russia, or None At All! - A.I.S. PART THREE

When we all feel responsible to one another, we all benefit. Im not speaking of course of the satanic idea of redistribution of wealth or any idiotic fantasy dream of ending poverty. I mean the small things. Generosity. Kindness. The tiniest bit of self sacrifice. No pipe dream, this was America before the foul calamity of moral decay started by the sixties. We can do this. I need to try. As do you. Expecting the state to take care of ones brood and pay for ones lack of moral responsibility is the same as stealing out of everyones pocket. Let us ask what Kennedy asked us to ask ( heh.) and not ask whats in it for us. But what can we do for eachother? Society involves thinking of others, and not doing what one wilt outside of all consideration or morality. We can and must. Do we want to end up like Russia? I only say this because I need to work on it myself. I just know that we can! Lets destroy the self-centeredness puked up by the hippies, and show this planet what we are made of!! :)

A Moral Russia, or None At All! - A.I.S.

To continue: we today face a society where morality is completely relative. Something that is immoral (and not of course by the fundamentalists rigid interpretation. Such people would see friends of mine killed because they love someone of the same gender. Balls to them. And Muslims!) is complety legal and upheld by the law. Which is freedom, good or ill. But at which point is everything relative and nothing right or wrong? Accepting abhorrations and not simply tolerating them leads with no doubt to folks seeing and feeling zero responsibility to their fellow man. As citizens, have we not a duty to try to keep up a society of which we can be proud of and not have to fear for our childrens influences? A lot of minor acts against society add up to a state where man is wolf to man. Im proud of preventing one small thing, and should hope where i to do such a thing, someone would bother to do the same. Lets keep our wonderful country one in which we can treat our fellow citizens rightly, and sleep like the just!

A Moral Russia, or None At All! - A.I.S.

Caught two people stealing at work today. First time for me, and a cause for reflection. I work for a huge company, and noone is harmed personally, but I believe there is more to it than these tired excuses. At which point does theft of a fifty dollar item and that of a familys car differ? One, of course, causes more anguish and harm, but what is the line between theft that is okay and that which is not? These thin lines, these intangibles, they shift case by case and generation by generation. But one antisocial act begets another, and the belief that thievery is justified are no healthy attitudes to find in society. I truly believe that the blurring of right and wrong daily tears at the fabric of our society. It is no longer wrong in this day in age to divorce, breed out of wedlock, or philander. Of course the first two necessarily have their exceptions, and ought to, but the fact of these things creating not a bit of questioning is an example of such fine lines between taboo and acceptable dissolving.

Clouding up again. Thankfully. In fact the whole sky is swollen with blue anvil clouds. Off of work, a good book, a bag of Red Man and another of strong tobacco. Plus a good cup of strong coffee. This is glory and unspoilable beauty. If I could take a break to fire a clip in the sky, then I would start to worry that this is heaven. Thanks whoever my one follower is. Even one is nice to see.

It really should be raining more. The plants need it, and the hose aint the same. Prayin for more in my own heathen way. Went into the underworld the other day...a small cave with petroglyphs and dripping water. Talk about a holy place. Water and caves are the tabernacles of our region. Never a wasted trip. I guess its technically a "hike" but it was along a flat trail. Do I hike to the garbage can? Another reason to convince people they cant go outdoors without goretex jockstraps or whatever. Big industry.

Finished one and started another Solzhenitsyn novel. Not usually inclined towards fiction, but this is amazing stuff. This one includes two letters he wrote to whatever organization writers had to be in to be published. Sayin to hell with you and censorship, basically. Bravery, courage and will beyond anything I could know. Im not 1% of this man. Who is? An argument for the goodness of humanity right in the midst of the worst of it. Cannot speak highly enough. Even I have no more to say about it. If only this planet still had intellectuals of this independance, power and gall. P.C. is the latest form of the Soviet self-censorship he was exiled for attacking. And it produces the same spinelessness he speaks of. Soviet, fundamentalist or left-wing campus speech codes, to hell with all limitations on human expression!

Speaking of ultra-offendable pond creatures, Maxine Waters is in trouble. That woman has been an extremist, an apologist to criminals, and if I do recall correctly, has a good relationship with Fidel. The person who called the LA riots a revolutionary act while decent folks white black and korean were having their property destroyed and looted, and a person who acts as if her district were her own personal fiefdom and that she was more righteous than everyone else is now bein investigated. Left over firebrands from the sixties whose ideology, if outside of destruction and antiAmericanism was even an ideology, was proven silly 40 years antes, are thankfully dropping like flies.

payday. Always a good day. If I dont get ran over by an obese chongo in the mall parking lot, its bound to be a fine example. Nothing really newsworthy.Though Dr. Laura, who is a godawful loudmouth that offends human dignity by being alive, is being crucified for something she ought not to. Another person publicly apologizing and probably resigning for saying a word. Nigger is plenty nasty as a word, but seeing grown folks reporting the story saying "the N-word" is simply juvenile. In my opinion, blacks are fellow folks and neednt be sheltered from nasty words. I cant imagine being around another color of people who treat someone differently because they are terrified they might offend. Blacks are equals, and while saying such things is an asshole thing to do, we ought to give them the benefit of knowing they are working and getting on with their lives like us, and not ultra-sensitive quaking cave creatures who have to live in a bubble. Think that kind of patronization IS racist. And free speech is a right.

Why I cut six pack holders because the thought of a tangled baby duck brings me to tears, but think starvin people in Somalia get what they deserve. Or, my day today.

Work is good, but they dont let me wear my fuckin cowboy boots. Cant win em all. So theres gonna be a world music festival with a community drum circle, and Id like to go just to feel something worse than withdrawing from opiates. For once. I could sharpen a spade, Paschendaele style, and go all out, brothers and sisters. Trench war vee-ess a far more vile enemy than either side of the line in Flanders faced. These same people degraded Coe in the local "alternative weekly". Flagstaff has something BIG against Arizona and its denizens. We should vote to deprive them of their right to hawk outdoor performance wear, crystals and five hundert dollar futons. Cultural war, folks, in its finest form. Boils down to whose folks fought in Nam, would have, or got out on their own, and those whose "my child is special" "parents" who spent the sixties spitting on the blue collar draftees returning. Least thats my theory. University probably has a lot to do with it.I could very well be whacked out.

Picked up the debut Old Crow Medicine Show album too. Very very good. So nice for a string band to play string band music. That hippie fake bluegrass stuff is just plain awful. And just like that Wilco type alt-country stuff, I get the distinct impression that they feel they are too smart for tradition, and that even playing a mandolin they fear any association with real rural people. I mistrust any "country" or "old-time" music that is based entirely in college towns. Any how, Old Crow is great, Wagon Wheel is as good of song as Ive ever heard, and I recommend it heartily. Ate squash from the garden tonight. It was better than any other squash and I can back that up. Im starting to really garden well, and its a nice feeling. Chickens laid four eggs, hoed what felt like a football field of weeds, and read more Solzhenitsyn. A perfect day, or would have been with an hour or two of rain and my wife off all day. But nothing is perfect, there is NEVER anything to whine about and thats the way it is.

The Last Person Without A Blogs First Entry

I never thought to start a blog because I know noone will read it. Noone. But I figure putting some things down on proverbial paper will clear some of the debris from this wending path that is my brain. Worth a shot, eh? To inaugerate this historic event, I will comment on the new album I bought today: Hank Williams the Third has created yet another fine, fine work. A honky tonkin stripped down balls and roots out in front step in reclaiming our once glorious and once our very own genre of rural poetry from the cyborg pop beats of music for suburbanites playing cowboy. Fine job, III. The satanic trucker motifs of the last work still near to my heart, this nod to tradition in IIIs own way is not a bit lesser. A fine day for me, all in all, and a rare time nothing political comes to mind. Might as well start off constructive, after all. Even when writing something only I will see. We will see how this goes. Will probably end up shutting it down in favor of self-dialogue, but a coward dies a thousand times.