… do people like Russia so much suddenly? I mean, you can like them or not like them, but it seems an odd source for a political fad.

In Charlottesville, the fine folks bearing torches toward icons of knowledge and order and beauty in America were chanting about how friendly they were with Russia. It seems odd to chant about who’s your friend… doubly odd in the context of fire. But oh, well.

Crowds are so courageous! And how nice to have a whole country as your friend.


… and it may be…

That with too many clever minds set on virtual possibilities, the first to realize the simpler, practical, and likely violent applications of technology will be those who would never bother to understand how they work — but who do see how technologies, once real, can be used like hammers.

Maybe today was the day, or yesterday

… that the weaponization of the president’s Twitter account became complete, over the Red Hen restaurant.

I think this because it was the first time I didn’t even notice, or think it odd, that the president was personally threatening people via electronic character-burst. It’s just what’s done.

Perhaps the account should be suspended? That would mark the day, I suppose, that corporations became the government, my friend.

What would be the use of a blog…

…if not to rant?

I oughtn’t rant. It’s no use, and ranting into the void is unhealthy.

But what should one do about this US government? I live in Germany. What to do? When the cruelty is so evident and predictable, and yet so plausibly deniable to so many?

Recently visited San Francisco. Very mixed. Pretty city, full of wonders, but the psychotic homelessness doesn’t seem like the product of individual troubles. It seems like a cultural consequence, a form of rot in the culture itself. Not just a drug issue. A culture issue. A language issue. A class issue, an American-Dream issue.

And I don’t think Berkeley has the answer. It doesn’t deserve the blame, but it doesn’t have the answer.

You can see a divide there, between those who are rich enough not to care about the government, and those who are desperate enough to be unaware what it might be able to do for them — though they do seem to congregate around the civic center, as though asking the government  a question, or at least pointing out its essential vacancy.

I don’t think this experiment in government-absence will turn out well. But I don’t think it will be stopped.

On the way back there was a high school field trip traveling to London in business class.


One of the strange results of the financial crisis of 2008 is that it got everyone believing that business was just swindling. But the result of that result was that a swindler pretending to be a businessman became President. And I’m not sure he even knows that he’s a swindler, because swindling is his business.