A Royal Pain in the Ass

Oh, I do say, what's all this fuss then, what?

Her full title is Her Majesty Elizabeth the Second, by the Grace of God, of Great Britain, Ireland and the British Dominions beyond the Seas Queen, Defender of the Faith.

Of course, we just call her Ma’am. This utterly benign and inoffensive woman, a kindly yet stoic grandmother recognized by everyone everywhere, is under attack by her own countrymen. Why? Because they’re just sick of her and her kind. That’s why.

You’d think that we Americans would understand Britain’s beef with the Queen. After all, nobody dethrones royals and then makes snotty comments about them better than we do. We invented the practice.

Yet ironically, we have more respect and devotion for the House of Windsor than Britain does. The Brits trot out plenty of arguments for getting rid of their own royalty. They’re a throwback. They don’t represent brown people. They exemplify achievement without merit and they cost too much. Is it true?

What critics of the royal family may look like.

Let’s review some pro’s and cons of British Royalty:

Pro’s:
– They are living links to Britain’s illustrious past.
– They drive a lot of tourism and charity.
– They represent the pride of Western Civilization and embody its achievements.
– They do all this without interfering in the political process.

Cons:
– They happen to be a pretty fucked up family.
– They cost a fortune.
– They represent a monarchical system that everyone hoped had died in WWI.
– The average Briton wouldn’t feel much pain if the royals got the boot.

So, how do the scales look? Before you decide let’s delve a little deeper in the lives of the Saxe-Coburg and Gotha (they changed their name to Windsor in WWI to avoid appearing too German).

Good evening to the Kingdom and all ships at sea. My sister Margaret is a doodyhead!

And so…

The Royal Cavalcade of Fail

Princess Margaret

Show us your tits, love!

The Queen’s sister Princess Margaret decided to fall in love with a married man named Peter Townsend. While Henry VIII typically got away with shit like that, the Windsors don’t have Henry’s gravitas. As things started careening toward Margaret wrecking a family to marry this guy, the Queen put her foot down. It’s just so…untoward.

The fickle public – who had originally agreed that Margaret should find a more suitable mate – suddenly flipped a 180 and decided that Margaret should marry whoever the fuck she wants to marry and that the Queen was a total bitch for standing in the way of love. You just can’t win in the British court of public opinion.

Margaret begged off the marriage and went on to marry and divorce some other schmuck and to later link herself with a couple of other dudes until the British public could no longer make any sense of the woman. A neurotic mess, she chain-smoked herself to death. Not exactly a storybook princess.

Prince Charles

Behold the man who wants to be a tampon.

I really want to like Prince Charles. In 1989, he published A Vision of Britain, which stands as one of the most sensible and passionate defenses of humane civic design ever written. Chuck is smart and Chuck genuinely loves his realm and all its people.

As a child, he had every earthly need met except one: the warmth and security of a loving Mum. This failure has manifested itself in a man who has no idea how to behave around women. His first wife was totally hot, incredibly intelligent and adored by every human being on Earth. Only Charles and his weird family were immune to her charms. She was frozen out of the family and ended up splattered all over a Paris tunnel with her Arab boyfriend.

Not only did Charles hound Britain’s beloved princess into the arms of an Egyptian playboy, he was also busy wooing his horse-faced mistress by saying he’d like to be her tampon. Now, I’m no prude. I’d like to be Leelee Sobieski’s tampon! But I would never tell her that. It’s so…gauche. And I’m not even a member of the royal family!

Charles, I tried to like you but you are a Class A fuck-up. Seriously.

Prince Phillip

I'll give up polo when those dirty foreigners give up communism!

The Queen’s husband Philip is a walking, talking caricature of what the British aristocracy once was. For that alone he has value as a living insight into history. Unapologetically racist and elitist, Philip realizes that he shouldn’t say mean things, but by God sometimes these things just need saying, what?

I admit a smirking admiration for this man. At 90, he’s not long for this world and we’ll be poorer when he leaves. Here’s  a few of his pearls:

  • To British students in China: “If you stay here much longer, you’ll all be slitty-eyed!”
  • “If you travel as much as we do, you appreciate the improvements in aircraft design of less noise and more comfort – provided you don’t travel in something called economy class, which sounds ghastly.”
  • “If it has four legs and it’s not a chair, if it’s got two wings and it flies but is not an aeroplane and if it swims and it’s not a submarine, the Cantonese will eat it.”
  • To a group of Aborigine businessmen: “Do you still throw spears at each other?

Of course, the Brits don’t find this to be particularly cute when they have to fork over £200M a year so Philip can enjoy his private jets and non-Cantonese fine dining.

Prince Harry and Prince William

Dude, did you see her ASS?

Before Princess Diana died, she managed to produce two worthy heirs to the throne: Princes William and Harry. William is clearly his parents’ son: he has his mother’s good looks and his father’s lousy hairline. But Harry? The ginger wunderkind? He’s as related to Prince Charles as I am. Word has it he’s the son of Princess Diana and her secret lover James Hewitt. Is it true?

Charles - Harry - Hewitt. I'll let you decide.

Um, yeah. It is true. Just another bump on the road in the lives of the royal family. And despite the youthful frivolity of the boys, they do offer some hope that the Windsors can evolve. Diana (and Hewitt!)  may have provided the fresh blood needed to move the monarchy to its next phase. But are the British people patient enough to wait for it?

Queen Elizabeth II

Oh, I'm sorry. I can't hear you above the sound of how awesome I am!

It’s easy to lay the blame for this fucked-up family at Elizabeth’s feet. But to a certain degree, she was behaving exactly how she was programmed to behave. She took the throne when she was 26, an age when most of us are still playing bass in a shitty garage band. And she was dead serious about making this thing work.

Along the way, she was distanced from her family and her people. Sidelined but always needed, she walked the line she thought best to maintain the dignity of the office. “Duty first” and all that rot.

Trouble is, she refused to change with the times. She provided an anachronism when her country cried out for a modern figure. There is not an evil bone in her body, but she is certainly rather cold. Someone should have told her that about 40 years ago Britons became weary of being diffident and cold and decided to be warmer and more outgoing like their American cousins.

She could have learned a lot from Buffy St. Marie. Where were you when we needed you, Buffy?

(She was busy getting high with her surfing instructor boyfriend.)

The Verdict

While British sentiment towards the monarchy tends to go up and down,  a recent poll shows only 30% of Britons actively desirous of abolishing the monarchy. Other polls put the number as low as 20%. Thus, despite much public fury and grandstanding about the waste of maintaining an irrelevant British monarchy, most Brits plan to keep calm and carry on.

I agree with the 70%. Sure, the Queen is old and uncool. And yeah, Prince Charles is a massive douchebag. And sure, the whole damn family is a huge burden. But what republican Britons need to understand is that without the colonies and their industrial base, Britain no longer has very much to offer the world.

It costs an American like me about $4,ooo to visit Britain for 2 weeks. That’s almost £78! And for that kind of money, I want to visit a land whose storied history still breathes.

I’ve been to Vienna and visited the crypt of the Emperors. You can read the names and smell the dust. But it’s all dead. The Holy Roman Empire, the Habsburgs, their reach and their quirks are lost forever, washed away in the blood of WWI. Are there any Habsburgs alive today? Yeah, but nobody knows and nobody cares.

Britain, you have a chance to keep the one thing that sets you apart: your storied history.

If you get rid of the monarchy, what do you have left? What are you going to feature on your tourism brochures?

Oi! What's wif da mingin' bitches, eh? Right slags, innit?

Certainly not the armies of chavs that infest every High Street from Inverness to Exeter. Get rid of the royals and this will become your most notable cultural touchstone. Think about it.

Home Sweet Home!

We certainly aren’t getting all geared up to visit your godawful council estates. There is so much shitty architecture in the United States it makes no sense to spend thousands of dollars to see something even worse.

I know this sounds like a Visit Britain tourism board ad campaign, but you Brits would be well-served to listen: the Royal Family may not be great, but they are all you have! We’re all slowly crumbling as the global economic system tips us underwater. Do you want to be just another gray crumbling monolith or do you want to stand out from the rest? What shall be the mark of the United Kingdom: a nation that still salutes its living crown or a nation that punches pub-goers in the face with a sovereign ring?

This American votes for the former.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Of Our Elaborate Plans, The End

Our very near future.

It’s over. The End. Everything you’ve read about, all those pundits and futurists who told you that global economic collapse is inevitable – they were all correct. We’re fucked.

Let’s just take it for granted that in a few short years the global recession will devolve into a severe global economic depression. Let’s also assume that Peak Oil will begin its inevitable decline, causing speculators to price oil at $1000/bbl. Let’s furthermore admit that global warming will indeed melt the ice and plunge low-lying areas into watery hazards.

Now what?

Hey, everybody! Let's get together and work this out as a team!

You’re fucked, that’s what.

Even the Great Depression in the 1930′s was mitigated by the boon of cheap oil. Without all that abundant cheap oil, our economic disaster will be truly…disastrous. We’re talking Lord of the Flies here. As bad as things can possibly get.

Now, you’d think we Americans would be ready for this. After all, we’re the bootstrappy, can-do culture, right? WRONG. We have never known anything like this. Ever. Even at the height of our Civil War most civilians ate food, traded merchandise and played parlor games. We’ve never known true Collapse.

But some people do know true Collapse. Germany, Japan, Austria, Russia, Vietnam, Belgium, Yugoslavia, Ukraine and Belarus know true Collapse. There is no greater Collapse than that of all-out war, particularly when it is waged upon the civilian infrastructure. Want to know how to survive the worst of the worst? Ask an 85-year-old Ukrainian. They’ll tell you how they survived Stalin’s purges and forced famines, followed quickly by Germany’s murderous invasion. And after all that, the Red Army swept through like locusts, devouring everything in sight on their angry rush to Berlin.

Ukraine in 1943 made America in 1933 look like heaven. We Americans have no idea what real Collapse is like.

Kiev, 1942. Note the lack of business activity and limited food resources.

So, what to do?

To start, if you live in a big city, good-bye. We’re not even going to address your concerns because you are so fucked, your fuckedness is beneath our contempt.

Next up: the suburbs. If you live in the suburbs, you are just as fucked as the city folk. Your pathetic stick-and-vinyl neighborhood and its postage stamp lawns are utterly worthless and rely solely on automobiles for everything. You can’t grow food and your infrastructure is so energy-intensive it isn’t even funny. You’re fucked.

Finally: rural folk. These folks have a chance. But only if they can behave and cooperate. When the corporate farms cannot be run (tractors get about 13 mpg and if gas is $50/gal…), it will be up to those with the know-how and the resources to till, fertilize, seed, grow and reap. These intrepid souls will become the most powerful and jealously regarded people in America.

Yo, I take what I need, muthafucka!

Millions of city folk and suburbanites will want all this rural stuff. They will beg and plead and kill. But if you think being a gun owner will help you get your way after the collapse, you are dead wrong.

Sure, you might come upon a small farm and decide to kill the people there and take what you want. But your crime won’t go unnoticed. And you’re going to have to sleep some time. And the moment those with the means find you unawares, you WILL be torn apart limb from limb and left to hang from a phone pole. Unlike what is portrayed in the movies, being a murderous gang in the post-Collapse world is an incredibly short career move. And you’ll really hate the retirement plan.

No, guns will only be of service to those working the land. They will need them for defensive security, not offensive chicanery.

And since guns aren’t going to help you, all you’ll be able to offer the world is your sweat and your loyalty. That’s it. If you happen to be an asshole, now would be a good time to start training yourself to be civil, articulate and respectful. Even then, the vast majority of Americans won’t serve any purpose. A quiet suicide is probably for the best.

Wait…that’s so sad. Why am I so fucked?

This is why.

In America, we have traded in a sustainable landscape for the glory of automobile-crazy suburbia. Just look at it! If you can look at this photo, then walk around and carefully size up your own suburban neighborhood, then sit back down and not realize how fucked you are, I cannot help you.

Suburbia offers nothing that is fundamentally useful. OK, the roofing material and the tools found in garages are fundamentally useful. But that’s it. The rest of it – all of it – should be abandoned. When Collapse comes, the cities will be desperate but the suburbs will be pathetic. If we are lucky, Collapse will occur with a concomitant nuclear nightmare or pandemic panic. Anything to cull the herd and avoid several months of abject human misery…

Are we alone?

This is Moldova, the poorest country in Europe.

Pretty much, yeah.

In most of the rest of the world, especially in China and eastern Europe, there is still a sizable infrastructure of effective, sustainable subsistence farming. In America, we threw this all away in the 1950′s. It’s gone. Completely. We now have giant corporate farmlands that must somehow be broken up and maintained as smaller cooperatives who live far from the fields. That’s gonna be doable, but tough.

Check out this very typical photo of a village in Moldova. Each of those village houses has a backyard farm abut the size of a football field. And each farm abuts the neighbor across the way. There’s even a couple of houses who cooperatively grew some fruit trees. Yummy!

Notice also the wide dirt roads that form a simple grid. Just like an integrated circuit, it’s more efficient to send ‘buses’ in a grid around processing areas. Also: notice how most house fronts meet in the street and go right up to the curb. This is because seeing your neighbors builds trust. In the backyard farms, each family sees their backyard neighbors up close and personal every day. See any fences in that photo?

Visual closeness builds extremely tight bonds in hunter/gatherer societies (where crime is almost nonexistent) and visual closeness builds tight bonds in village neighborhoods, too. How about American suburbs where houses are set back far from the street behind a big stupid lawn? No visual closeness. “Fuck the neighbors! Who cares about them?”

Tell me that’s a healthy way for people to live and for communities to thrive.

Look at Moldovan civil design, America, and weep. Villagers work cooperatively and decide what crops to rotate in and out. As neighbors and kinsmen, they share burdens and make agreements. They work together.

Glamorous? No. But they eat here.

They feed themselves and sell what they can for other luxuries. Sometimes winters are lean. Sometimes folks argue. Sometimes people are bored and want something bigger out of life, like maybe a trip to Vegas. But in the end, they will endure as long as no army murders them.

The poorest country in Europe is far more ready to survive Collapse than the richest nation on Earth.

How does that make you feel? Mad? Stupid? It should.

Dirty hippies to the rescue!

In America, co-op farms are a start. They really won’t feed your neighborhood, though. They are far too small. But you will learn the necessary skills you need to live like a Moldovan villager. Eventually, you may find a piece of property that looks a lot like a Moldovan village lot. BUY IT.

That investment is worth way more than the “gold futures” being hawked by doomsayers and it’s worth more than an armory full of guns. As an American village farmer, you will be the most sought-after person after the Collapse. You’ll be such a big celebrity that George Clooney and Cameron Diaz will be fighting to see who gets the chance to suck you off. Seriously.

So…

As you sadly sort through all the killjoy Chicken Little news stories about dwindling Saudi oil reserves, new waves of bank failures and drowning polar bears, take a deep breath and say to yourself:

What would a Moldovan villager do?

That’s the ticket!

 

 

 

Nihilists for the GOP


Welcome to PAC to end all PACs!

Nihilists for the GOP (NGOP) is working hard to support the extreme right wing of American politics. We will not stand for half-measures; we are completely dedicated to the swift, immediate institution of every policy championed by the most extreme elements of the right-wing lunatic fringe.

Herpa-derpa-doo!

Now, some of you may say, “Are you out of your fucking mind? These people are crazy and their politics are wacked!”

Well, maybe we are crazy. Crazy like foxes!

Let’s face some hard political reality here: the right wing in the United States has sent us teetering on the brink of disaster time and time again. Too often, we are pulled back from the brink by rational thinkers.

These efforts to rein in the crazy train do little more than cause America’s downward spiral to slow down a little bit. I don’t know about you, but if I’m going to drown, I’d rather it be done quickly than drag on forever.

We have another solution: total immersion.

That’s why we’ve formed the NGOP.

Our primary goal is to hasten the catastrophic collapse of the United States. By giving the reins of power to the most incompetent and deluded candidates, we foresee a speedy failure of the economy, an orgy of war and destruction and the utter demolition of public life.

Out of this abyss will arise a New America. An America humbled and determined to forge a new path.

I'm Rick Santorum and I love the NGOP!

We cite historical precedents:

- Germany. After WWI, she hemmed and hawed under a Weimar government while communists and fascists jockeyed for power. It wasn’t until the rise of the Nazis and the bloody aftermath that she was quickly brought low. What emerged was the most powerful and peaceful democratic government in European history.

- Japan. After thousands of years of tumult, a corporate/military bully-state emerged. Like Germany, she quickly devolved into a monster and was soon shattered in a hail of nuclear fire. Within a decade, she emerged as the most powerful and peaceful democratic nation in Asia.

- The USSR. After 70 years of brutal Soviet control, the corruption and lies reached a crescendo. Tiny chinks in the Party armor became gushing torrents of public unrest as ultra-conservative Party members staged an idiotic coup. While comparatively bloodless, the collapse of the Soviet Union shows how a few bad men in the right places can lead a nation to utter failure and subsequent rebirth.

The poet Peter Sinfield wrote, “To mount up high you first must sink down low.”

The NGOP is determined to see America brought low so we may one day mount up high.

But to do this, we need your help.

Here’s what you can do:

- Support only the dumbest, most deluded right-wing fringe candidates.
– Volunteer for their campaigns and/or donate generously to them.
– Join Free Republic and Stormfront. Post often. And loudly.
– Convince your friends and neighbors to support the most extreme right wing candidates and policies.
– Belittle and discourage any rational policies or candidates.
– Wave the flag. Mindless nationalism is key to hastening the utter collapse of society.
- Give generously to the NGOP!

We hope you can join us.

Together, we can make it happen.

No one can guarantee success. But we can guarantee failure. And right now, we need failure and we need it fast.

It may seem counter-intuitive, but the NGOP seeks support from all shades of the political spectrum. We want left-wing college professors, concerned stay-at-home Moms and no-nonsense blue collar Joes to stand as one. We want them to work together and orchestrate the final destruction of the United States. We need them to vote for Tea Party/Heritage/PNAC Republicans. We need them to donate to the NGOP.

Onward, Christian Soldiers! Once more, into the breach!

Without ashes, there can be no Phoenix!

All donations for the NGOP can be made c/o this website. Thank you.