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Worship of Power

On Worship of Power
Fascists do everything with a cudgel, and call it efficiency.

If their goal is to lower costs, they will decrease demand and raise supply.

They decrease demand by defining their political opponents, or at least by creating targets that are feared or misunderstood by a majority of their supporters. They then reduce the number of their opponents or targets, by criminalizing them or deporting them or outright killing them.

This means that, eventually, there is more land available for their supporters, and more housing, etc., because they have gotten rid of the occupants. So one group benefits from the destruction of another.
They increase supply – for themselves – by force, as well. They reduce the amount of public space, owned by the many – confiscating public parks. They become colonizers, simply taking over land and countries at their whim, starting wherever they perceive either the greatest possibility of support or the easiest victory over perceived weakness.

When fascists use words concerning justice or truth, those words are mere rationalization for the application of brute force on a group or in a place where they hope to achieve support from whatever combination of self-serving temporary alliances they need to achieve their particular immediate goals.
Fascists have little to no concern for truth, justice, human rights, or love, as ideas. Their primary concern is power for themselves. They believe that they have power as some kind of divine right or fate, and that they deserve this power. They believe in ‘power of the fittest’, and define themselves as the fittest, by virtue of their achieving power. They are anti-democratic and anti-human-rights, because democracy plus human rights implies equality, and they believe in their having power and in maintaining it, no matter how they get it. They do not believe in equality, of opportunity or of anything else.

They are certainly opposed to sharing resources in any way, regardless of cost to a society.

For them, there is no intellect of value except as applied toward their goals, and no beauty except as a prize.

Our society is moving toward fascism. It’s a vulgar and brutal paradigm. We need to see that.

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New Favourite Hockey Player

It was a response to an interview question that made goalie Devin Cooley, of the Calgary Flames, my new favourite hockey player.

The query wasn’t even all that unusual. How does the backup goalie stay calm in net, during the game?

Cooley’s response was “…Nothing matters. Nobody cares. We’re all gonna die.’ I just say that over and over and over again so that way, I don’t get too excited.”

I don’t know whether Cooley has ever studied philosophy, but that’s a mix of nihilism and existentialism, put to service in sports psychology.

It’s not even that I agree with Cooley, on a strictly philosophical level – except for the “we’re all gonna die” bit, which is not especially controversial.

Nihilists would say “nothing matters,” which they would relate to the fact that “we’re all gonna die.” That’s really not a headspace that I find especially useful in the long term, but it’s a headspace most of us occupy for a while. I’m not interested in debating the validity of that, at the moment.

Existentialists would say “nothing matters – except the moment in which we’re living right now.” It is the fact that we’re all going to die that lends a sense of urgency to the moment; like all commodities, time is limited, and therefore is valuable – is, in fact, the most valuable commodity. Existentialists believe that we as individuals all have to define our own sense of meaning.

Christian existentialists (yes, these exist,) would define eternal value as a combination of meaningful moments that are strung together across time; that it’s not time itself that matters, but time redefined as moments of meaning. And meaning, they might contend (depending on who you’re talking to), is a matter of moments of authentic human relationship – so there’s a social reality there as well. So it’s certainly not – for them – a situation wrapped up in “nobody cares.”

Anyway, although as an overall philosophy to live by, I have some qualms about Cooley’s response – I think it’s a pretty awesome response. Because that, as a way to calm yourself down in a tough situation, totally encapsulates a person’s position. Hockey is a sport – it has meaning for those who play and those who enjoy it, but it is not all life. A goaltender is important in the context of a hockey game, but not more important than the team or more important than everything else that is going on in the world. And, when the game is over, life goes on… until it doesn’t. So, Cooley’s response to pressure, as a succinct personal mantra to re-establish perspective in moments when all eyes are on one millisecond’s interplay that represents victory or defeat – that’s pretty awesome, in my books.

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Change up!

It was not part of a big overarching plan to move to a rural community, where we knew no one. It was an opportunity, though, for my partner to work in an international firm with potential for promotion and to travel. And me? I’m versatile. As a teacher, singer-songwriter, background actor, and writer, I can find something to do almost anywhere.

The first year was very challenging for my partner, and kind of quiet for me. I did some substitute teaching, worked on songs, tried to get accustomed to the new town. We did lots of hiking in the summer, snowshoeing and cross country skiing in the winter. The natural beauty around us was and is wonderful.

This year, I had thought that I would get more focused on my music. There was a music blogging opportunity that arose, and I applied, thinking not much was likely to come of it. I started a Masters course in Distance and Digital Education, with the notion that – if my partner’s company were to move us – I could eventually work anywhere that I could get an internet connection. I thought maybe getting into program development would be a plan.

Then, I got a job offer for full time teaching. Culinary Arts. A bit out of my wheelhouse (I’m a Social Studies specialist with English Language Arts leanings, in my most regular job life) – but the principal wanted to develop a Cafe that also could serve surrounding schools the occasional hot lunch, with an expansive vision for what a Culinary Arts program could be for the school.

Well, it was a chance at getting experience in program development – kind of like jumping into the deep end in order to learn how to swim. I took the job.

I also got the music blogger job – site called Two Story Melody. I love it!

The last few months have been nuts. Doing a full time job, and music blogging, and taking a Masters course, and dealing with many and various challenges concerning home and vehicle maintenance – everything combined and all at once has been absolutely crazy.

Oh, and a short time after I was hired, I got Covid. Stayed home for a week. Couldn’t work with food for a week after that.

Also, there are 5 things wrong with my right knee, and eventually I’ll have a consult with an orthopedic surgeon. Slows me down a bit. Turns out that abusing my body, by literally throwing myself into sports that I wasn’t good at (but enjoyed playing), as a youth, has repercussions now. Who knew?

Crazy.

And fun.

Sure, the furnace went down in winter. No biggy – we have radiant heating in the basement, and a natural gas fireplace.

Sure, I realized the day of my final major Masters assignment that it was in fact due that day – and I hadn’t worked on it. Fortunately, the superpower part of my ADHD – the hyperfocus – kicked in. It wasn’t A+ work, but it turns out it was still good. The course is done for the semester. I’m not totally crazy, though – not doing that again next semester.

And at work – besides planning and marking, the Cafe has to sustain itself. I think in terms of supply chain, discounts, marketing incentives, test kitchen, daily specials, work flow, business efficiencies, niche markets, safe food storage and handling, product sourcing, sales tracking… stuff that really doesn’t come up for a Social Studies teacher on a regular basis. That said, momentum is picking up. We’re doing okay.

I’m also learning a lot about the world of Career and Technology Studies, and the opportunities and flexibility that it affords students – if a person is willing to use the creative possibilities that are built into the various curricula, in order to help students find their passions and succeed.

The music blogging is a great way to step away from the daily stresses and to just take some time to listen to and think about music. It’s also given me a chance to build on my playlist, providing me with exposure to artists I may never have listened to otherwise.

It’s not that I’m quitting as a singer songwriter. I’ve even written lyrics for a few songs along the way. What I have learned, over the years, is that every truly challenging experience tends to kickstart my mind, and when I finally do have a chance to reflect – the music begins to flow anew. My guitar is set aside, but not put away.

Where will this all lead? Shucks, if I knew that, where would be the adventure? The point is not to know it, but to live it.

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Hello Again! Back from Hackland

Hello again! I was super hacked a while back, and couldn’t get into my site. Everything’s a go now, though, clearly. It might be a while before I put out a substantial post – I’m working like crazy right now. Just wanted to say hello.

Art

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Happy Matariki

I am not Maori, and I apologize for any sense of cultural appropriation.

It’s just that this time of year, for me, very much feels like a new beginning, and the Maori calendar acknowledges this time in that way, so I would love to join in a spirit of celebration.

I’ve spent so many years in the school system in the northern hemisphere, on the traditional calendar, both as a student and as an educator. The school year is ending, and as is so often the case, with this ending comes new beginnings.

There’s a new album project that I’m starting as a singer-songwriter, and recording sessions are scheduled for about 3 weeks from now. I’ve begun a Masters degree in Distance, Digital, and Open Education, and now I’ll have time for course work.

Maybe this is an opportunity for a new beginning for you as well. The many Covid 19 related measures that have become a ubiquitous (though useful) iniquity for us these past few years are finally dissipating. Though there is turmoil, political upset, and lingering unrest in the world, maybe this is a time for you to declare your own Matariki. We don’t need a calendar to tell us that we can start something new and fresh- we don’t even need the dawning of a new day. The stimulus and centrifuge for our new genesis is latent within us, inherent to each of us. We have the seeds, and we are the seeds.

So Happy Matariki!

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Back, But Not To Normal

Besides the passing of time, there has been a passing of moments. Moments, more than minutes, are the markers of our lives. The last couple of years have passed slowly in some ways, and yet have been full of heavily significant moments for so many of us. I’m pretty sure I don’t have to elaborate for any of you.

In that time, I worked full time for a year as a high school teacher, teaching a number of subjects for the first time – despite my decade-plus of teaching experience. Then, we moved to a small town. I’ve begun taking medication for adult ADHD. I’ve written more songs, practiced more guitar. I’ve done some background work on a number of film sets. The kids are growing up and starting to move on. I’ve been substitute teaching here in our current home town.

This transition feels like a gateway. We lived in the same place for so many years, did the same things. I don’t know if we’re going to settle for a while where we are now – but having had to move has caused us to open our minds, to rethink where we’re at and where we want to get to. So I’ve started a new degree – a Master of Distance, Digital, and Open Education.

At a deep level, I acknowledge that movement is not the same as change or personal growth. I believe that there does come a time, though, when a person has to move in some way in order to grow.

My hope is that I’ll be recording more songs, and that this blog will be rejuvenated as well. There’s a lot going on. I look forward to sharing some more of it with you.

Art

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