Biden was declared the president elect as
Pennsylvania was won overnight. My family is happy, my friends are happy, but
it means little to me or the world if the pandemic cannot be gotten under control in the US
so we can travel again. I have no illusions about capitalism changing course;
neo-liberalism will spend the next four years blaming the Republicans without
making significant changes to America's national and international policy of
anti-socialism, anti-China. But, thanks to the weakened markets and unemployment
in the west that continues to this day, China, Venezuela, Bolivia, Vietnam,
North Korea, Bolivia, and all nations with socialist ideals to help their own
people are prepared to ignore the downward spiral and forge ahead.
The day before, it
looked like Biden pulled ahead of Trump in Georgia, Arizona, Pennsylvania, and
Nevada and would win more than 270 Electoral College votes to dethrone wannabe King, but the country is as divided as ever. Trump may incite riots. It
could be the start of some real change after the civil war ends in socialism,
but CNN is already calling for calm transition to continue the illusion of
democracy and exploitation as usual; foreign policy doesn’t change in
imperialism; both parties agree.
The day after Election Day, Biden had 264 with
winning Michigan's 16 electoral votes overnight, so AP news said. He needed 6
more to reach 270 with Nevada probably going the Democrat's way. Georgia and
Pennsylvania were still too close to call but the Democrat wouldn’t need them
in the game of American politics. Scenario #2 is now the likely type of civil
war possible and civil war there must be to rid the States of fascists once and
for all. The police and ICE agents are on the side of the fascists and the
people will need the National Guard, maybe the military to bring the war home.
Internationally, the Dems and Reps are both anti-socialist and
anti-worker.
I gave my private student a paperback copy of I
Know Why the Caged Bird Sings last evening to read chapter one. I have a
Taiwan pirate edition hardcover. I'm leaving it up to him to tackle the Maya
Angelou and the problem of racism that tarnishes everything in America, indeed,
white supremacy and its imperialism have been a pox on the world in the name of
free trade since the Crusades. The depiction of Jesus as a white man is the
crux of the problem; it's been the biggest co-op in the history of the world.
Hank should read this book but it's up to him. I think he can do it at a
chapter a week; no hurry.
Trump, who has refused to concede defeat, brings up the possibility of civil war. Mike Selinker, a war game designer that co-developed the first reboot of Axis & Allies and its D-Day edition, made a mythological Risk game called Risk Godstorm, and burned down both the Roman Empire in Gloria Mundi and medieval France in Veritas, wrote about game theory learned from simulating war outcomes. Like many people, he was stuck on that as the likely outcome of our situation, about the possibilities in detail:
Civil War Scenario #1: A Biden
blowout. Comparable war: The American Civil War (THIS IS OUT: It was a
nail-biter). This was the scenario the Transition Integrity Project wasn’t worried
about. If Biden wins 400+ electoral votes, they think Republicans will be so
devastated that they’ll do some soul-searching and come out a different party
for it. That’s nonsense. Lincoln took office after an electoral blowout,
winning 180 of the 303 Electoral College votes, with no other candidate getting
more than 93. One month later, he was evacuating Fort Sumter.
Scenario #2: A close Biden win.
Comparable war: The Russian Revolution. (THIS IS HAPPENING NOW) This is the
scenario where the Democrats scrape out a close win for the presidency. Trump
calls foul and refuses to leave. The Congress is gridlocked, he doesn’t budge,
and America freaks the hell out.
Scenario #3: A contested result.
Comparable war: The Irish War of Independence. (THIS IS STILL POSSIBLE) This is
a scary scenario involving the Blue team getting enough states for a win, not
quite enough senators to take over the Senate, and a replacement for Ginsburg
on the court in the lame duck session. Here’s how it can play out. Unlike the
previous scenario, here split slates or de-certification in key states gives
Trump a plausible majority or at least a plurality. It doesn’t even have to be
razor thin; a 320-vote win for Biden can be turned into a loss with only the
Republican legislatures in Florida, North Carolina, and Wisconsin failing to
follow the voters’ will. The three Trump appointees, Alito, and Thomas ratify
these shenanigans over the objection of Roberts, and all hell breaks loose.
Scenario #4: A Trump win. Comparable
war: The Rwandan Civil War (THIS IS OUT; Trump lost the popular vote and Electoral
College). I saved the worst for last. In this scenario, Trump clearly (though
probably not without some voter suppression) wins a narrow majority, and the
Democrats don’t take the Senate. Ginsburg is replaced because Trump has a
mandate. Biden and his fellow moderates are blamed for blowing the election,
whether or not it was actually their fault.”
The Dems and Reps were in suspended animation waiting for things to go their
way, fascism or neo-liberalism, both causing the Greatest Depression America has
ever had; the one before the Greatest Revolution the people will ever win. It
will be a matter of denial (Trump) and failed conciliation and blame (Biden)
the next four years as the downward spiral continues until leftist rebels win.
Meanwhile the socialist world defends itself from imperialist bullies.
Trials
and prison time would be a good distraction from the failure of capitalism that
both parties created; Americans can go from denial to blame. But the world is
ready for the kind of distraction the US promotes; war the only solution to
capitalist ruling class problems.
I wrote a few poems the other day, at dusk by the Han riverside in Taichung, watching bats flying hither and thither catching gnats. I thought of how simple their lives were compared to the hither and thither of counting write-in ballots to find the next president. I leave you with the poems I wrote when the election result became apparent:
Thanks for the Insurrection
Thanks
for your blunder,
You
orange-haired wonder,
For
aggravating Americans out of their dream
Killing
two major parties with one small stone
Expect
it that soon you’ll be cut to the bone
Leave
us nothing but civil war,
You
ignorant childish whore,
The
militia we’ll pummel into their graves
The
out-of-work bosses’ factories
Collectivized
in the land of the finally free
You’re
more than an Obama Bush,
In
the final beer hall putsch,
When
you fascists are cut down in the streets
But
if not for your despicable overt-ness
Those
Dems would go silently, worthless
Let’s
take advantage of your rot.
Comrades,
the iron’s hot
To
forge a new society from the shell of the old
When
the value of accumulated wealth is debunked
And
the capitalist world is flunked
Hail,
Caesar Trump,
Campaign
in vain on your Ahab stump
Lead
your lemmings down en masse
As
we commutate your 2020 vision
With
victory marches of derision
Come
on, Trumpster,
Like
an unsuspecting martyr,
The
nation sick with out-of-control fodder
Eat
mistakes your ego bakes on fire
And
stoke the flame of workers’ desire
Come
on now Trumpelstilskin,
Though
your nap has hit a bump,
Every
goose step deflowering starlets
Make
them carry their fetus to term
And
christen them with crosses you burn
Commander
in grief,
Nothing
less than a thief,
Fan
the flames of revolution
Shoot
at the looters that ask for more
Of
what you said they were living for
Thumbs
up, gangster dumpster,
Donald
Corleone’s Trumped up monster,
Like
the Godfather’s henchmen thrived
With
all your courtiers by your side
Fuel
the tanks for their final ride
Be
an unwitting hero,
Mister
bankrupt zero,
As
we cut the locks and fling open the gates
Until
the ruling parties sharing power
See
mansions crumble in your finest hour
So
be it, Donny babe,
It
is what it is so why be afraid,
Comrades,
let us go for his throat
Char
your White House bride in black
And
tear it down so there’s no going back.
And
this poem, last word on the future of the United States:
Looking Presidential
Bats
know where they’ll go
With
their bellies full of gnats
But
a dying nation counts each mail-in
Yet
no way home after that.
A
typhoon passing to the south
Brings
needed rain to quench the drought
But
the storm between two sorrows
Has
no wet tomorrows; only doubt.
Business
unusual in the cycle of supply and demand
No
promise to farmers working the land
No
sustenance nor strengthened workers
With
no eagle’s grace at hand
But
bats don’t dicker or mock the sea
Unlike
the gluttons of the century
Who
wither and worry between two losing choices
And
have no sonar to hear clear voices.
As
dusk signals the end of the bats’ meal airborne
They
return to their nests for the dawning of dawn
Grasping
nature that suffices without decision
Life
and death infamy or derision.
November
8, 2020
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