If someone in the State Department or the White House decides that Justin Bieber’s music truly sucks, or even if they just take a disliking to that froofy, pseudo-pompadour hair style he alternates with his Beetle boy look, you can be assured of the headline the next day, front page of the New York Times:
Justin Bieber is the new Hitler!
The campaign of demonizing this young pop star, thus getting the public fired up for his inevitable liquidation, will have begun.
We’ve seen a lot of ‘Hitlers’ over the past couple decades. If fact, this vilification by association would seem by now to have outworn its usefulness. But no, the public’s knee still jerks when tapped with the mallet of ultimate evil personified. Then it’s bombs away, or at bare minimum, a nice bloody assassination or regime change by proxy.
The great thing about the Hitler device is that everyone knows how it ended. And they can now sleep well, fully convinced of what the new evil-drenched Hitler-reincarnation faces in the Great Battle of the White Hats vs. the Black Hats, an epic struggle which defines our moral sensibilities in this age of television and smart phone enlightenment.
Back in 2003, we had a real solid Hitler in Saddam Hussein. Boastful, cocky, imperious to the core. He ended up swinging on a rope. Yes! Take that brutal tyrant! Nobody messes with freedom, justice, and the American Way!
Gaddafi was an easy target. He even strutted like Adolph, and though he dispensed with the erect-penis-surrogate arm salute, Muammar had all of the PR trappings of Hitler, his Third Reich gallery-of-rogues henchmen, even his puffed-up Italian sidekick, Benito. Ha! Take a knife up the ass, scumbag! Blam blam blam! Bye-bye, chest-thumping despot. Guess we showed him what democracy is all about.
Of course, the latest big-bang-for-the-buck Hitler clone is the grim Vladimir Putin. Oh baby! Are we ever doing a number on this contemptible autocrat! Though the wily and aggressive Russian propaganda machine pumps out transparently phony approval ratings — the latest was a laughable 86% — we know in the West that the cowering Russkies can’t wait for the U.S. and its hyper-masculine NATO allies to reduce their struggling ball-and-chain nation to smoldering, radioactive rubble, so that they can enjoy the benefits of the Home Shopping Channel and 24/7 you-won’t-believe-what-Trump-tweeted news, just like us lucky, well-informed Americans. Yup, there’s no doubt about it. Your days are numbered, Vlad the Impaler! Keep your shirt on. Oh . . . I forgot. You don’t wear a shirt.
Not regularly making the headlines up there with the big neo-Hitlers are little neo-Hitlers. Maybe the general public isn’t paying very close attention, but these tyrants are never off the radar screens of the neocon ninjas and their proud servants, the Orkin men in the CIA.
Included now or the recent past in this exclusive Hitler-lite, by-invitation-only club, would be the likes of Hugo Chávez of Venezuela, Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva of Brazil, Evo Morales of Bolivia, certainly Raol and Fidel Castro of Cuba, Rafael Correa of Ecuador, and Tabaré Vázquez of Uruguay.
What do all of these scary new Hitlers have in common?
Well, it turns out to be one of two things.
Either they’re socialists — working hard to block the predatory agenda of capitalism, offering citizens a fair share of national wealth, fulfilling the promise of a good life with minimum standards for income, health care, education, home and land ownership — or they’re trying to get out from under the oppressive control of the U.S. dollar as the world reserve currency — the Bretton Woods system that has propped up American political and economic hegemony over the past seven decades.
This last one will definitely get you blown away. This was the real crime of both Saddam Hussein and Muammar Gaddafi in the eyes of our neocon goon squad politicos — Bush II, Obama, Hillary Clinton, and way too many others to mention. Currently, we see that the cooperative effort by Russia and China toward de-dollarizing has installed them as the #1 and #2 ranking targets for America’s 7000+ nuclear arsenal.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen . . . many observers have drawn the conclusion that America’s exceptionalist imperial conquerors would prefer risking nuclear Armageddon to giving up the almighty USD as the economic weapon of choice in the international marketplace. World War 3 will be the ultimate temper tantrum for our ruling cartel of banksters.
“If we can’t have it our way, then everybody dies!”
Having said that . . . I always try to end on a positive note.
All of you devoted fans who swooned to “One Less Lonely Girl” and danced the night away to “As Long As You Love Me” can rest easy.
It doesn’t appear that Justin Bieber is planning on de-coupling from the U.S. dollar — it has served him quite well — or leading a socialist revolution among his tweener fan base. Justin seems not at all concerned about the general welfare and never sings about social justice to his faithful “Beliebers“. He just keeps pumping the U.S. dollars out of their non-biodegradable plastic wallets, like the exemplary capitalist he is.
I’d say he’s probably pretty safe for now.
Values of the Rich
As a successful blogger __ by golly, I have almost 5,000 Facebook friends! __ many of my closest, most intimate buddies are fabulously wealthy. Predictably, the rich regularly devote the major part of their day to Facebook, and hanging out on other social sites. They don’t have to work a real job. They jump online, there’s my stunning profile picture, they click ‘Add Friend’ . . . Bingo! Another billionaire for my growing list of ultra-wealthy connections.
So, despite the holes in my jeans, the t-shirts that I wear __ which look like they’ve been dragged by an 18-wheeler across twenty-three state lines __ I can offer some very valuable insights into the .01%, the folks who are actually pulling the strings here in America for the puppet show we endearingly call the Land of Opportunity.
The other day I started thinking about the way rich people see the world. I was shocked to realize how much we regular folks have in common with them __ how much the filthy rich value the exact same things we do.
Restraint: The rich are conservative. They are emphatically for restraint! They want us to show restraint so they won’t have to. If we regular folks go squandering the nation’s wealth on silly and unnecessary frivolities __ like food and clothing, education for our kids, a car which doesn’t look like it was in a demolition derby __ there won’t be anything left for them to buy a Greek Island or sponsor a coup to overthrow the elected government of a country. And OMG! Have you checked out the price of cosmetic surgery these days? Why, it’s simply frightening! Liposuctioning away that unsightly inner tube and getting dermal abrasion from head to toe is cutting deep into the money that was going toward buying those beautiful art works stolen by the Third Reich. How frustrating!
Love thy neighbor as thyself: Absolutely! Of course, they mean their neighbors, not ours. Their neighbors belong to the same private clubs, and are less likely to be infected with some awful STD or Ebola, or whatever. There is even evidence that poverty is contagious. Being anywhere close to any common, low-life losers, why all the hard-earned fortune inherited from daddy could go up in smoke . . . just like that! Better safe than sorry.
Do unto others as you would have them do unto you: To be completely candid, the wealthy are as confused about this one as the rest of us. How do you give a blow job to a woman? So basically they ignore it.
Whew!
Thinking all these deep thoughts is giving me a headache.
I’ll just cut to the chase.
I can sum up the whole ball of wax by just laying out for you what I consider to be the basic ethic __ the defining value system __ of our ultra-wealthy class of aristocrats. Here is the simple, forthright maxim I believe sums up the world view of the ultra-wealthy. By the way, this is from page 92 of my recent book on taking back our democracy . . .
“It’s all mine! Screw everybody else.”
Now, reach deep into your hearts, folks, and tell me you haven’t felt exactly this same way at some point in your life.
Your mom has just taken away from you a huge bowl of candy you grabbed from the coffee table. The bowl is full of the white chocolate bonbons and caramel squares she has set out for arriving guests. You want them, like really bad! So you start kicking and screaming and throwing a window-rattling tantrum.
“I want it! It’s all mine!
There you have it. Just like rich people.
Granted . . . you were only three years old at the time.
But you know the feeling.