Sour Grapes

05.15.2017

The Russia Hacking Fiasco: No Evidence Required
MIKE WHITNEY • MAY 12, 2017 • 1,100 WORDS

Because Donald Trump had the audacity to win an election that was earmarked for establishment favorite and globalist warmonger-in-chief, Hillary Clinton. That’s what this witch hunt is all about, sour grapes.

But why has Russia been chosen as the target in this deep state-media scam? What has Russia done to deserve all the negative press and unsupported claims of criminal meddling?

That’s easy. Just look at a map. For the last 16 years, the US has been rampaging across North Africa, the Middle East and Central Asia. Washington intends to control critical oil and natural gas reserves in the ME, establish military bases across Central Asia, and remain the dominant player in an area of that is set to become the most populous and prosperous region of the world. It’s the Great Game all over again, only this time-around, Uncle Sam is in the drivers seat not the Queen of England.

But one country has upset that plan, blocked that plan, derailed that plan.

Russia.

 

My New Book: A Safe and Happy Place
by James Howard Kunstler
May 15th, 2017

 

Indianapolis Man, High on Meth, Cut Off His Genitals and Microwaved Them

 

A major Tesla bull just downgraded the stock and shares are sliding

 

How Social Darwinism Made Modern China
A thousand years of meritocracy shaped the Middle Kingdom.
RON UNZ • THE AMERICAN CONSERVATIVE • MARCH 11, 2013 • 8,300 WORDS

 

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38 thoughts on “Sour Grapes

  1. i went to amazon and tried to read the first chapter of that book, for free. i couldn’t get past the first 6 lines of dialog. maybe it’s just me?

  2. i do have to give jhk props for carving out a niche for himself in doomerdom…

  3. if you look at that patreon page, he gets like $3600/month in donations. not bad…

  4. why would anyone pay to read JHK’s fantasies about being a young woman hanging around hippie commune free-love camps?? the guy’s pushing 70. like, he was there?–NOT. pervert.

  5. eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow you may be dead. always good advice…

  6. somehow, all things considered, I’m not sure I’d want to have a serious relationship with a girl that swats on a Xerox copier at a party, while being photographed for later distribution on the world wide web.

  7. yeah, just finished reading the ant colony post. ugo is a funny character, as in funny weird. maybe it’s his italian upbringing, but maybe not so. i know some very smart idy colleagues who are not weird. i think it’s just ugo. so i understand that you don’t like all his posts. on this one, he poses that the human colony had become self aware (Limits to Growth models), then backs off and says it is not so. that’s circular in my book.

  8. i kinda think that there has always been some small fraction of people that attempt to honestly look at the human condition, “limits to growth” is just one small example. but the vast majority of the hive mind never has, and never will have, any interest in any sort of honest reflection. i think that ugo recognizes this.

    i guess what bothers me most about most of his posts, is that he seems compelled to end them all on some sort of “positive” or “up-beat” note. it get’s annoying…

  9. ….once per week, [damn spell checker tries to guess what i’m really trying to type– very annoying.]

    yeah, and it’s probably best for us that the vast majority is in denial, or is too stupid to recognize that we cannot keep up burning through resources ad infinitum on a finite planet. something’s gonna break.

  10. kinda funny, over at megacancer, we’ve been talking about accelerating evolution and the singularity (not) and such.

    in any event, it all gets recycled, even plastic. i guess….

  11. i’m rereading becker, “the denial of death”. getting a lot more out of it this time.

    sheldon on america:

  12. The whole order of things fills me with a sense
    of anguish, from the gnat to the mysteries of
    incarnation; all is entirely unintelligible to me,
    and particularly my own person. Great is my
    sorrow, without limits. None knows of it, except
    God in Heaven, and He cannot have pity.
    —SÖREN KIERKEGAARD

  13. Kierkegaard’s torment was the direct result of seeing the world as it really is in relation to his situation as a creature. The prison of one’s character is
    painstakingly built to deny one thing and one thing alone: one’s creatureliness. The creatureliness is the terror. Once admit that you are a defecating creature and
    you invite the primeval ocean of creature anxiety to flood over you. But it is more than creature anxiety, it is also man’s anxiety, the anxiety that results from the
    human paradox that man is an animal who is conscious of his animal limitation. Anxiety is the result of the perception of the truth of one’s condition. What does it
    mean to be a self-conscious animal? The idea is ludicrous, if it is not monstrous. It means to know that one is food for worms. This is the terror: to have emerged
    from nothing, to have a name, consciousness of self, deep inner feelings, an excruciating inner yearning for life and selfexpression—and with all this yet to die. It
    seems like a hoax, which is why one type of cultural man rebels openly against the idea of God. What kind of deity would create such complex and fancy worm
    food? Cynical deities, said the Greeks, who use man’s torments for their own amusement.

    ernest becker, the denial of death

  14. well yeah, i recall my parents (actually my mother, with my father going along-to-get-along) dragging me at a tender age of about 10 down to the Methodist church south of town (their friend at work’s suggestion). my parents did not attend, as they went to the Baptist church up town, which they knew i hated (long story involving my treacherous sister, best kept for another time).

    so, they’re trying to get me all fucked up on Jesus. even at that age, i knew it was all bullshit and that the church elders were just using peer pressure and other propaganda techniques. so finally, after a few Sundays of attendance, i told my dad upon being picked up that i did not wish to attend that church or any other any longer, and that i would prefer using my free time on Sundays going hunting and fishing with him. deal!

  15. so we are of course a bunch of relatively hairless apes that have gotten the upper hand upon most of the other fauna on this planet (flora don’t count, although important). our success is also our undoing, because as a group we cannot help ourselves to live within or beneath our means. so, we are only so wise, and that lack of group wisdom weighs heavily upon those who would wish it were otherwise, but it is not. amen.

  16. yeah, i don’t do the god thing, seems silly. i’ve just been reading some kierkegaardian type stuff lately. he’s famous for the whole leap of faith thing, not me.

  17. i’m sure that seal was hoping for a handout, so they were teasing him/her. when no food was provided, the seal settled for the little girl offering. moved fast.

  18. and, I’m sure that the park rangers or coast guard will hunt the poor seal down and exterminate it as a proven attempted human killer. just look for the seal sporting new sunglasses.

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