Saturday, November 7, 2020

Looking Presidential at an Insurrection

          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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