November 13 2026 Hope and Resistance to State Terror and Tyranny In the Mirror of Neil Gaiman’s Sandman: In the Shadows of ICE Ethnic Cleansing and White Supremacist Terror in America and of the Israeli Genocide of the Palestinians

In a moment of hope wherein we have turned the tides of fascist tyranny and triggered the fall of the Trump regime’s Fourth Reich in our elections and begun to claw back something of our humanity from the gathering darkness, which attends my birthday tomorrow with joy, yet shadowed still by great horror and cruelty as the ICE white supremacist terror force perpetrates ethnic cleansing in America and the federal Occupation of our sanctuary cities, and of the Israeli ethnic cleansing and genocide of the Palestinians, blood sacrifices of the innocent to state power authorized by an America made complicit as our taxes buy the deaths of children and other civilians and the institutional rape and torture of prisoners, I return to thoughts regarding hope and its role in revolutionary struggle and Resistance, such as that now unleashed in the many theatres of World War Three which include America as we battle for our liberty, Ukraine as Trump’s puppetmaster invades to shatter the unity of Europe against tyranny, and of our criminal and unprovoked war against Iran on behalf of our fortress state as she attempts to found an empire of Greater Israel on the bones of her neighbors so that Trump and Netanyahu can build a riviera of casinos for elites through the genocide of the Palestinians, a programme which also serves the Fourth Reich’s goals of abandonment of the idea of universal human rights and the extinction of mercy and compassion from humankind, by making us all complicit in the unforgiveable.

We now hold the political power to change all of this, if we can find the will to make it real.

We have made the impossible possible, for on the third of November 2026 the certainty of a global Age of Tyrants and of six to eight centuries of horrific wars fought with weapons of unimaginable horror ending with the extinction of our species was reversed, and is no longer a one hundred percent probability.

Now we must seize the momentum and use our power to heal the flaws of our humanity and the brokenness of the world.

As I wrote in my post of August 23 2022, Neil Gaiman’s The Sandman: Allegories of Hope and the Ambiguity of Love and Desire in Games of Power;   Last night I saw episode five of the Netflix series The Sandman, wherein a mad god seizes a diner as its tyrant and dooms everyone in his quest for a world in which there are no lies, and only truths are spoken. A project very like my own in the valorization of truth telling, which I regard as the defining characteristic of faith as a sacred calling in pursuit of truth; but here the liberator and the tyrant are the same, and as Dream points out humans live by hope and the stories they tell about themselves, as living fictions which are not the same as lies though they share some characteristics.

I had forgotten how beautiful Gaiman’s interrogation of the necessity of hope, the ambiguity of truth, and the nature of human being as living stories is.

The ambiguity of desire as a moral force is a major theme of Gaiman’s works; all of his works. He first signifies the vast categorial differences between love and desire; both are kinds of madness which can reveal the truths written in our flesh, but where love exalts, desire can defile, objectify, brutalize as well as confer rapture as a form of poetic vision, for desire is wholly selfish, and a space of free creative play without limits.

As a thing which lives beyond the boundaries of the Forbidden, topologies of The Good, of authorized identities, of normality, and the limits of other people’s ideas of virtue, desire is a force of liberation. But it can also be shaped and motivated by the legacies of our history and by systems of oppression as imposed conditions of struggle, and so remains a primary ground of struggle between the masks we make for ourselves and those made for us by others.

Desire, like Order, appropriates; Love, like Chaos, autonomizes. Desire takes where loves gives. Love creates where Desire destroys. Both are forces of liberation and oppression, depending on how they are used.

That the Wagnerian Ring of Power, recursive forces of fear, power, and force, which he interrogates with awesome beauty and sensitivity in his fictions seems to have captured him in its maelstrom and inflicted a degeneration of his humanity exemplifies the principle that power perpetuates itself, which explains why revolutions become tyrannies as a predictable phase of revolutionary struggle, not because of an evil impulse in human beings but because of the nature of power, especially under imposed conditions of struggle  determined by systems of oppression, and also turns liberators into tyrants. For there is but one power which conquers our fear, need for power and the illusion of  security, and the use of social force and violence to enforce virtue as defined by whomever holds power over others; the redemptive power of love.

In The Sandman, desire is dangerous precisely because of its wildness and uncontrollability, as is freedom, and the ambiguities and conflicts between love and desire open the doors of tragedy.

“Call me master” Neil Gaiman reportedly commanded a homeless fan he had enslaved; so might Napoleon have said to Europe, Washington to America, Stalin to Russia, Mao to China, Mugabe to Zimbabwe.

Love is a redemptive force which exalts us, a negative space of the gaze of Medusa whose power appropriates that of the Male Gaze, for to love is to see the truth of others and set them free. Desire, however, is always transgressive as a glorious surrender to forces beyond ourselves, violations of boundaries of the Forbidden and the tyranny of other people’s ideas of normality and virtue.

Love autonomizes; Desire totalizes. Yet they are interdependent as creative and destructive powers of our humanity, and we cannot escape them or the consequences of their actions as motives and shaping forces.

Truths immanent in nature and written in our flesh are both forces of liberation and an imposed condition of struggle.

Just so. What unites the powers of creation and destruction is power; and seizures of power are at the root of the origins of evil in unequal power and the use of social force and violence in liberation struggle and its antithesis, tyranny.

This is why utopian idealism so often becomes authoritarian tyranny, and why it is the central problem humankind faces as we choose how to be human together.

It is doing so now, in the atrocity which is like no other called ethnic cleansing and genocide, as Israel butchers tens of thousands of civilians as if they were nothing, and more to come, and dehumanizes both their own citizens and the people they demonize as enemies. Precisely as Israel was founded to offer refuge and safety to its own people from, as they rebuild the Promised Land into a mirror of Auschwitz with themselves as the camp guards. As in America the ICE white supremacist terror forces continues its campaign of ethnic cleansing.

Why is becoming the tyrants we have overthrown a predictable phase of liberation struggle, and how can we escape the legacies of our history?

As the character of John Dee, clearly a self-portrait by Neil Gaiman, is described by Marco Vito Oddo in Collider, in an article entitled The Sandman’s John Dee Explained: Dreams Do Come True.

And so do nightmares; “After decades of heavy medication and being lied to about the Dreamstone’s existence and powers, John developed a pathological aversion to any kind of lies. Of course, as we all know, lying is part of adult life and an important tool to use in everyday life. Unable to understand this, John uses the Dreamstone to remove lies from the waking world. And that, of course, leads to humans giving into their deepest desires without thinking about the consequences, which in turn leads to a lot of destruction.

Removing every kind of lie from the world also removes dreams. So, John’s childish visions of truths and lies result in the disappearance of hope, fantasy, and wishful thinking. It’s no wonder he becomes one of Morpheus’ greatest enemies, as the King of Dreams’ responsibility is to ensure people in the waking world can keep dreaming, so that life can be bearable.”

The character of John Dee, who like H.P. Lovecraft suffers disfiguration of the soul by being raised in isolation as a prisoner of his mother to keep him safe and innocent in a childlike state, as what Jung called a puer aeternus, and unlike the Surrealist author stole the power to recreate reality and used it to free humankind from lies, especially those of authority which falsify us as theft of the soul, has been compared in the FB group Sandman to the magnificent Hannibal Lecter.

As figures of the psychopathy of the state as embodied violence and the debasement and nihilism of the Wagnerian Ring of fear, power, and force as the origin of evil and the generative engine of fascism, I would also compare him to the character of Martin Chatwin in the Netflix series The Magicians, and to his historical parallels Adolf Hitler as described in Robert G.L. Waite’s magisterial work The Psychopathic God and to Our Clown of Terror, Traitor Trump, as analyzed in Trump on the Couch by Dr Justin Frank.

Of all these figural studies of fascism and tyranny only those who define the limits of the human like Hitler and Trump, Hannibal Lecter and Gaiman’s John Dee are truly useful to us, for they are monsters in whom we can see ourselves as in a dark mirror; Hannibal because he is an avenger, Dee because he is pathetic as well as terrible, victim as well as perpetrator.

I cheered when Hannibal escaped at the end of the great film, at its premiere so many years ago, not because he is a Nietzschean superman but because like myself he is a monster who hunts other monsters, an avenger of injustice in a world which has replaced morality with law. Hannibal has as its primary theme the critique of authority written by Nikos Kazantzakis in his thesis on Nietzsche, The Philosophy of Right and the State, which interrogates the historical claim that man is evil and broken, and that without the restraining force of law devolves to a subhuman state and a world where the most ruthless wins. Its the basis for all our laws, this reimagination of the doctrine of Original Sin, and like Kazantzakis I believe this fig leaf for the centralization of power to a carceral state of force and control must be abandoned along with the use of social force.

   Recall that Hannibal begins as a doctor into whose care the state has given monstrous criminals who are too wealthy and powerful to punish justly, a primary strategy of tyranny and Authority being co-optation. What William S. Burroughs called Control turns some of us into monsters to subjugate the rest of us into surrendering our power to an Authority which promises security; but security is an illusion, Law serves power and the hegemony of elites, and there is no just Authority.

So Hannibal, like Dee and so many of history’s liberators who become tyrants by seizures of power in revolutionary struggle, ventures beyond the boundaries of the Forbidden and the law in defense of the powerless and the dispossessed, the silenced and the erased; but in doing so such avengers become devoured by the power they have seized and the violence they must use. Here is a central theme of Neil Gaiman’s more fully worked out in the series Lucifer, but also present in his tales of the Sandman.

It is a dichotomy which he embodies personally, exemplar of the recursive forces of fear, power, and force, Neil Gaiman the brilliant author who champions the human transcendent and imaginal in fictions which also interrogate the consequences of violence and the nature of power, and here has set the two sides of himself in stark relief and titanic struggle to become human as Dream versus Dee with admirable self-awareness, and whose career foundered on the shoals of revelations concerning his sexual enslavement of a homeless fan.

In a final confrontation between the messianic and tragic figure of a mad god who would condemn us to be free in Sartrean authenticity and Sadeian transgression, and save humankind from its lies, illusions, falsifications, and leave us revealed in the truths immanent in nature and written in our flesh, bearer of a sacred wound which opens him to the pain of others but also creates the fatal flaw and illusion of moral equivalence of good and evil in the sacred calling to pursue the truth, the Original Lie of the tyrant that only power and fear have meaning and are real, and his adversary the Lord of Dreams, who champions the fictions by which we reach beyond ourselves, the legacies of our history, and the limits of the human, a figure of poetic vision and the reimagination and transformation of human being, meaning, and value as an inherent capacity of self-creation and the limitless possibilities of becoming human, Neil Gaiman gives us a chiaroscuro of darkness and light, truth and lies, and a dialectics of becoming human which is ambiguous, relativistic, changing, and negotiates seizures of power as revolutionary struggle between the stories we tell about ourselves and those told about us by others, between liberty and tyranny.

Are we not the stories we tell about ourselves, to ourselves and to others? Always there remains the struggle between the masks that others make for us and those we make for ourselves. This is the first revolution in which we all must fight; the struggle for ownership of ourselves.

Here I find a mirror of my conversations with myself whenever I must choose a course of action and make another Last Stand, as I did in Mariupol Ukraine April 2022, Panjshir Afghanistan September 2021, in the defense of Al Aqsa May 2021, in this summer of 2026 in Yemen and elsewhere, and in so many other times and places I cannot list them all, and will in future.

When I was fifteen I spent a Christmas break skiing with friends, Doc Hannink who had been a Forensics student of my father’s, four years older as most of my friends were and who brought me to his university events, and his friend Scott Aldred whose father owned a ski cabin in Tahoe; in the attic were piles of comics, and I read through them voraciously. One line in particular stayed with me and became my motto of action for years after, spoken by Doctor Doom, a villain I had mistaken for the hero; “Only I can bring order to this world of Chaos.” It was years before I realized this was exactly the opposite of the truth, that Chaos is the side of liberation and Order the side of tyranny.

John Dee speaks his cruel truth, in reference to de Sade, Nietzsche and Bataille, Artaud and Pirandello, Beckett and Kobo Abe; “I offered you a world where you could be yourselves without having to suffer for it, but it seems you enjoy your suffering. And if that is your truth, then perhaps your suffering will set you free.

The truth is a cleansing fire… which burns away the lies we’ve told each other… and the lies we’ve told ourselves So that love and hate, pleasure and pain……can all be expressed… without shame. Where there is no good or bad… there is only the truth.”

To which Morpheus asks; “What is it you think you’re doing?”

“Saving the world from its lies. This is the truth of mankind.”

“No. You’re wrong.”

“This is the truth of mankind. They’re lying to themselves. It’s all lies.”

“Not lies, John. Dreams. Their dreams kept them alive. But if you rob them of their dreams, if you take away their hope, then… yes, this is the truth of mankind.”

For if the fictions of those who would enslave is can capture our souls, the stories of our own creation which belong to us can make impossible dreams become real and true.

Here are some of my previous interrogations of the idea of hope, which I preface with a brief history of the praxis or action of the value of hope in my life mission to discover and engage the origins of evil and in the reimagination and transformation of myself and the possibilities of human being, meaning, and value as transgressions of the boundaries of the Forbidden, seizures of power from authority, violations of normality, and freedom from the tyranny of other people’s ideas of virtue.

As I wrote in my post of July 26 2020, Explaining Badly What I Do, For Even I Am Not Altogether Certain: a Confession;  As a student of the origins of evil I studied everything, but especially the nexus of literature, history, psychology, and philosophy, and wrote, spoke, taught, and organized always, for democracy and liberation from systems of unequal power and elite hegemonies of wealth, power, and privilege, for our universal human rights and against dehumanization, tyranny, and fascisms of blood, faith, and soil, and for the values of a free society of equals; among them liberty, equality, truth, and justice. During vacations from graduate school and teaching English, Forensics, and Socratic seminars in various subjects through the Gifted and Talented Education program at Sonoma Valley High School and my private practice as a counselor I wandered the world in search of windmills that might be giants at which to tilt.

One day I crossed beyond our topologies of meaning and value and transgressed the boundaries of the Forbidden into the unknown, the blank places on the maps of our becoming human marked Here Be Dragons, and never returned. I live now where the dragons dwell, and I wouldn’t trade a moment of the life I have lived for any treasure on earth, for I am free.

It happened like this; one day I was driving from my day job teaching high school as a sacred calling to pursue the truth to my very elegant office in San Francisco where I practiced the repair of the world as a healer of the flaws of our humanity, things I loved but had begun to feel determinative of my scope of action, when the lightning of insight struck. In that moment of illumination I realized that I was literally in Hell, trapped in Nietzsche’s Eternal Return, for I had lived the same day more times than I could remember and was about to do so yet again. And I thought, Why am I doing this? I don’t need to do this.

I recalled a line of poetry from a book on the game of Go, handwritten variously in Chinese, Japanese, and English which had mysteriously been left at the front door of our home when I was in seventh grade; “This is a message from your future self; I return from living fifty thousand years rapturous in sky, to find you living in a box. Seize the heavens and be free.”

We had just brought down the Berlin Wall, and all things had become possible. So I wondered, what if we brought down all the other walls, beginning with my own?

So like Lucifer I escaped from Hell and took a wrong turn to the airport where I bought a ticket to the Unknown; the agent asked me where I wanted to go, and I said the other side of the world. I had no idea where I was flying to, and when I arrived in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, where in its glittering business district the possibilities were ones I could have explored at home in San Francisco had I wished, I once again found a Forbidden Door to the Unknown in a bus station beside a temple of Ganesha with a map that showed where all the roads ended in nothingness, an enormous empty space along the spine of the Malay Peninsula. I took a bus there and got off at the end of the road, where a dirt track led into the forest of the Cameron Highlands, and with nothing but whatever happened to be in my pockets began walking into an unmapped wilderness.

So began a journey from which I have never truly returned, which may be described with the words of Obi Wan to Luke Skywalker as “some damn fool idealistic crusade.”

Sometimes my quest found only death and loss, sometimes triumph and illumination, but the struggle itself was always a seizure of power in which something of our humanity might be wrested back from the claws of our nothingness.

Among the prizes and exhibits of my memory palace are heroes and rogues, allies and enemies of whom only I, like Ishmael, live to tell the tale; others became legends. So also with the causes for which we fought.

What if we told students what life is really like, that its full of blood and horror and in the end means nothing at all, and the best you can do is survive another day in refusal to submit and maybe save someone from the darkness before it swallows us all? I’ve looked into the darkness since 1982 in Beirut, when Jean Genet swore me to the Oath of the Resistance, and as Nietzsche warned it has begun to look back at me.

It may have begun in Mariupol when the horror was given form as I spent hours crawling through partially collapsed tunnels after artillery shelling, through the bloody piles of entrails and savaged parts of the dead among echoes of the sounds of the dying whom I could not help; this bothered me not at all, having survived far worse and more desperate chances as I will doubtlessly again, but I spent days throwing up and working through the stages of shock when later I discovered what the Russian Army was doing with some of the children it had stolen.

These days its mostly the oracle of a disembodied head that bothers me, in the wake of my expedition to Beirut from September 23 2024 to the second week of October; when a family searching for a missing child found only his head, Israel having erased the rest of him with their bombs. It feels like a pomegranate in your hands, such a tiny head, and I fear what its seeds may one day bear. In my dreams it tells me things, and I do not like the truths it speaks.

Yet I will struggle with the darkness and cease not, and so remain Unconquered in defiance of unjust authority and in refusal to submit, though I have sometimes forgotten why. At moments of doubt such as this I read again Camus’ The Myth of Sisyphus, Hemingway’s The Old Man and the Sea, Henley’s Invictus, I.F. Stone’s The Trial of Socrates; myths, stories, poetry, and history of the grandeur of resistance which confers freedom, beyond hope of victory or even survival.

Refusal to submit is the primary human act. We can be killed, tortured, starved and imprisoned; but we cannot be defeated so long as we refuse to obey. This is our victory, in which we seize ownership of ourselves and create ourselves anew, and nothing can take this from us.  In our refusal to submit, disobedience, and defiance of authority we become unstoppable as the tides, for force fails at the point of disobedience and authority has no power which is not granted to it by those it claims, and once questioned, mocked, exposed, and challenged as illegitimate the illusions with which it seduces us vanish into the nothingness from which they came.

Always pay attention to the man behind the curtain.

Pandora’s Box bears a last gift which is also a curse; we cling to it when it is all we have, and because it cannot be taken from us. I have never been able to decide if this is a good thing or not. Why has this strange gift been given to us?

Maybe it’s only this; that so long as we get back to our feet for yet another last stand, there is hope.

As to my art of war and revolutionary struggle, in a very long life lived in many fields of battle, grounds of struggle, and arenas where there are no rules, I have found two truths and principles of action regarding winning fights; first, who achieves surprise wins regardless of all else, and second, never staying down also wins fights.

And so I open the Forbidden Door to the unknown and step through as I have many times before, a nameless shadow among countless others who await in welcome all those who dare to transgress the limits unjustly imposed on us, a realm of shadows and of the unconquered, and like lions we roar our defiance into the fathoms of emptiness beyond.

Such is the only possible response to the terror of our nothingness and its weaponization by those who would enslave us; the roar of defiance, as wild things who are masterless and free.

As the Oath of the Resistance given to me by Jean Genet in Beirut 1982 goes; “We swear our loyalty to each other, to Resist and yield not, and abandon not our fellows.”

Tonight the shadows dance, wild and free, bound by no rules but our own; come and dance with us.

Summer of Fire 2022 Letter to a Suicide Squad

To fascism there can be but one reply; Never Again. And to the tyranny and terror of those who would enslave us, let us give reply with the immortal words of Shakespeare in Julius Caesar, the play which Nelson Mandela used as a codex to unify resistance against Apartheid among the political prisoners of Robben Island; Sic Semper Tyrannis, Ever Thus to Tyrants.

Known as the Robben Island Bible, this copy of Shakespeare was passed around as the key to a book code for secret messages which referred to page and line; it was also underlined. On December 16th 1977, Nelson Mandela authorized direct action by underlining this passage from Julius Caesar;

“Cowards die many times before their deaths.

The valiant never taste of death but once.

Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,

It seems to me most strange that men should fear,

Seeing that death, a necessary end,

Will come when it will come.”

Tonight the shadows dance, wild and free, bound by no rules but our own; come and dance with us.

Notes on Letter to a Suicide Squad

I wrote this as guidance and general principles of Resistance to tyranny, antifascist action, and revolutionary struggle; but also as a letter to a suicide squad who had volunteered to hunt the hunters here in America and rescue their victims, in the confusion of mass action in some fifty cities which became a moving street fight with forces of repression, which the government of the United States of America used as concealment for Homeland Security death squads to abduct, torture, and assassinate innocent civilians at random as state terror to repress dissent and the Black Lives Matter movement through state terror and learned helplessness.

A state which sacrifices its legitimacy for control has doomed itself; if its actions can be exposed and its fig leaf stolen. Such is a primary goal of revolutionary struggle; but the people must also be protected, and publicly witnessed to be so, by those who would liberate them. As Shakespeare’s Henry the Fifth says; “When lenity and cruelty play for a kingdom, the gentler hand is the surest winner.”

As I wrote in my post of January 20 2021, The Turning of the Tide: With Inauguration Day Comes the Return of Hope; With this Inauguration Day comes the return of hope as a fulcrum of resilience and renewal; now begins the great work of reimagining America and ourselves.

I have a complex relationship with the idea of hope, with the ambiguity, relativity, and context-determined multiple truths and simultaneity of meaning which defines hope, that thing of redemption and transformative power which remains in Pandora’s Box after all the evils have escaped, as either the most terrible of our nightmares or the gift of the miraculous depending on how we use it. 

As the Wizard of Oz said of himself it’s a humbug, but it is also a power which cannot be taken from us by force and control, and like faith of which it is a cipher holds open the door of our liberation and the limitless possibilities of becoming human.

As we believe, so we may become.

Human being, meaning, and value originate in this uniquely human capacity to transcend and grow beyond our limits as an act of transformation, rebirth, and self-creation, and as a seizure of power over our identities. Among other things it allows us to escape the flags of our skin and inhabit that of others; to forge bonds through empathy and compassion and enact solidarity, altruism,  mercy, and compassion. 

This is what is most human in us, a quality which defines the limits of what is human, and which we must cherish and conserve as our most priceless gift. 

Hope is the thing which can restore us to ourselves and each other, unite a divided nation and begin to heal our legacies of historical inequalities and injustices, and it can be wielded as an instrument which counters fear. Hope is the balance of fear, and fear is a negative space of hope; and because fear births hate, racism, fascism, hierarchies of elite privilege and belonging and categories of exclusionary otherness, hope is a power of liberation and of revolutionary struggle.

What do I hope for now, watching the Inauguration of Joe Biden and Kamala Harris as love triumphs over hate and diversity and inclusion over racism as national policy? I hope that the ideals and values we have embraced today as symbols will in time become real.

And I hope that the peaceful transfer of power and the viability and resilience of democracy will never again be threatened or called into question by any act of treason, tyranny, or terror.

Regarding that I have a story to share with you about a previous election, during which the Cambodian refugees, who had been assigned for acculturation to my mother as a high school English teacher with a facility for languages, all vanished overnight from the town. They returned to her classroom in family groups two to three weeks later, and she asked them where they went. One of them answered; “To the hills. New President, soldiers come now.” She told them that can’t happen here, and the reply was “That’s what we thought before Pol Pot.” I imagine that’s what most of us thought, before Trump.

Like President Biden before, Harris has promised us a Restoration of democracy and our Constitution as the Rule of Law, which I hope will include universal human rights and standing with the people of Palestine against genocide by Israel through BDS, disarmament, regime change, and bringing Netanyahu and other war criminals to trial, and to work toward unity and healing the nation. In this historic cause let us work together with her to restore honor to our nation and create a free society of equals built on objective and testable truth, impartial and fair justice, liberty, equality, and a secular state.

Let us raise again the fallen cause of the American Revolution, and bear it forward into the future.

So I wrote at the dawn of what I hoped would be the Restoration of America; as it turned out, it was nothing of the kind. Yet I hope for the same now in the wake of our historic victories in the midterms; there are some things which should be true, even if they never were, and we will remain human so long as we take action to make them real.

Amanda Gorman, America’s National Youth Poet Laureate, a cum laude graduate of Harvard in Sociology, delivered a brilliant and visionary inaugural address in which hope is a major theme with her poem, The Hill We Climb. In an NPR interview she said she studied the speeches of Abraham Lincoln, Frederick Douglass, and Winston Churchill in writing it, and has signposted her references to the play Hamilton on Twitter, a poem completed on the most terrible night of our history, when Trump unleashed a mob of white supremacist terrorists under a Confederate battle flag to seize our capitol and execute our representatives in the January 6 Insurrection;

“We’ve seen a force that would shatter our nation rather than share it,

Would destroy our country if it meant delaying democracy.

And this effort very nearly succeeded.

But while democracy can be periodically delayed,

It can never be permanently defeated.

In this truth, in this faith we trust.

For while we have our eyes on the future,

History has its eyes on us.”

Her article in Harper’s articulates her major source and reference as she describes herself writing The Hill We Climb in terms of occupying the same historical space as Emily Dickenson did in writing her great meditation on hope as the Civil War began in 1861, “Hope” is the thing with feathers”;  “I’ve come to realize that hope isn’t something you give to others. It’s something you must first give to yourself. This year has taught us to find light in the quiet, in the dark, and, most importantly, how to find hope in ourselves. 2020 has spoken, loud and clear as a battle drum. In 2021, let us answer the call with a shout.”

Here is the text of her poem This Place (An American Lyric):

“There’s a poem in this place—

in the footfalls in the halls

in the quiet beat of the seats.

It is here, at the curtain of day,

where America writes a lyric

you must whisper to say.

There’s a poem in this place—

in the heavy grace,

the lined face of this noble building,

collections burned and reborn twice.

There’s a poem in Boston’s Copley Square

where protest chants

tear through the air

like sheets of rain,

where love of the many

swallows hatred of the few.

There’s a poem in Charlottesville

where tiki torches string a ring of flame

tight round the wrist of night

where men so white they gleam blue—

seem like statues

where men heap that long wax burning

ever higher

where Heather Heyer

blooms forever in a meadow of resistance.

There’s a poem in the great sleeping giant

of Lake Michigan, defiantly raising

its big blue head to Milwaukee and Chicago—

a poem begun long ago, blazed into frozen soil,

strutting upward and aglow.

There’s a poem in Florida, in East Texas

where streets swell into a nexus

of rivers, cows afloat like mottled buoys in the brown,

where courage is now so common

that 23-year-old Jesus Contreras rescues people from floodwaters.

There’s a poem in Los Angeles

yawning wide as the Pacific tide

where a single mother swelters

in a windowless classroom, teaching

black and brown students in Watts

to spell out their thoughts

so her daughter might write

this poem for you.            

There’s a lyric in California

where thousands of students march for blocks,

undocumented and unafraid;

where my friend Rosa finds the power to blossom

in deadlock, her spirit the bedrock of her community.

She knows hope is like a stubborn

ship gripping a dock,

a truth: that you can’t stop a dreamer

or knock down a dream.        

How could this not be her city

su nación

our country

our America,

our American lyric to write—

a poem by the people, the poor,

the Protestant, the Muslim, the Jew,

the native, the immigrant,

the black, the brown, the blind, the brave,

the undocumented and undeterred,

the woman, the man, the nonbinary,

the white, the trans,

the ally to all of the above

and more?

Tyrants fear the poet.

Now that we know it

we can’t blow it.

We owe it

to show it

not slow it

although it

hurts to sew it

when the world

skirts below it.      

Hope—

we must bestow it

like a wick in the poet

so it can grow, lit,

bringing with it

stories to rewrite—

the story of a Texas city depleted but not defeated

a history written that need not be repeated

a nation composed but not yet completed.

There’s a poem in this place—

a poem in America

a poet in every American

who rewrites this nation, who tells

a story worthy of being told on this minnow of an earth

to breathe hope into a palimpsest of time—

a poet in every American

who sees that our poem penned

doesn’t mean our poem’s end.

There’s a place where this poem dwells—

it is here, it is now, in the yellow song of dawn’s bell

where we write an American lyric

we are just beginning to tell.”

As written by Iana Murray in GQ, in an article entitled The Sandman’s diner episode is a disturbing masterpiece: “When David Thewlis walked into a diner in “24/7”, the fifth episode of Netflix’s latest smash hit The Sandman, fans of Neil Gaiman’s source material knew exactly the nightmare the next hour had in store. The grisly episode is the show’s masterpiece: a small-scale chamber piece that dials up the depravity slowly until it boils over. As all the best horror stories conclude, people are just as wicked as the monsters themselves.

At the beginning of the series, dream lord Morpheus (Tom Sturridge) is captured by an occultist aristocrat and has his magical artefacts stolen: a pouch of sand, his helm and a ruby. The latter lands in the hands of John Burgess (David Thewlis), the maniacal illegitimate son of Morpheus’ captor, who uses its manipulative power to control others. Settling into a diner booth, he enacts his plan to create a “more honest” world by preventing its patrons from lying for the next 24 hours. But his noble intentions only grow more corrupt when faced with the reality that the truth isn’t always pretty.

In a series of pure maximalism – in presentation and stakes – the microcosmic world of the diner is a refreshing departure back to (relative) basics. Under the control of the stolen ruby, the truth unravels without inhibition. It’s like the Stanford Prison Experiment on steroids – and rampant hormones. Secrets best kept hidden are unwittingly revealed, and then the horned-up diners hook up with each other until they meet their violent ends.

It all plays out through the eyes of Thewlis, who delivers perhaps the show’s standout performance. The actor tones down Burgess’s creepy demeanour with a gentleness that makes him unassuming. At first glance, he appears frail and vulnerable – a villain who is deceptively, frighteningly normal.

This adaptation is, admittedly, somewhat lighter – while violence doesn’t erupt until the final minutes, the comic sees John Burgess force the diners to commit increasingly horrifying acts as the hours tick by. The sex is more extreme, limbs are mutilated, and humanity is reduced to its most primal instincts. It makes it something of an outlier in a comic series that doesn’t lean so hard on horror. “What was nice is I never had to go that dark again,” Gaiman told Entertainment Weekly. “The readers always knew that I was capable of it, and that things could get dark.”

What makes “24/7” so fascinating, then, is what it achieves by eschewing the comic’s most disturbing elements, and simply exploring what happens when people can’t lie. “The truth is a cleansing fire which burns away the lies we’ve told each other, and the lies we’ve told ourselves,” John Burgess says as the diner descends into chaos. In the end, the fire is far more destructive. As time goes by, the confessions escalate in degeneracy, but even uttering those unspeakable thoughts is enough to send chills. When one regular – a snarky queer woman escaping from an argument – candidly admits she wishes her partner was dead, the cold realisation is just as disturbing as any of the actual violence. In this hour-long thought experiment, The Sandman finds that the true horror is in discovering what humans are capable of when rid of pleasantries. The truth is uncomfortable – sometimes leaving it unsaid is necessary to survive.”

Netflix series The Sandman official site

https://www.netflix.com/title/81150303

The Sandman’s diner episode is a disturbing masterpiece

https://www.gq-magazine.co.uk/culture/article/the-sandman-netflix-episode-five-diner-2022

The Sandman: The Deluxe Edition Series, by Neil Gaiman

https://www.goodreads.com/series/325737-the-sandman-the-deluxe-edition

Wrath of Khan original trailer

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The Psychopathic God, Robert G.L. Waite

Julius Caesar, Oxford School Shakespeare, William Shakespeare, Harold Bloom (Editor)

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/13006.Julius_Caesar?ref=nav_sb_ss_1_13

Puer Papers, James Hillman  (Editor)

The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays, Albert Camus

The Old Man and the Sea, Ernest Hemingway

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2165.The_Old_Man_and_the_Sea?ref=nav_sb_ss_1_23

The Trial of Socrates, I.F. Stone

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/51330.The_Trial_of_Socrates?ref=nav_sb_ss_2_10

Friedrich Nietzsche on the Philosophy of Right and the State, Nikos Kazantzakis

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/74004.Friedrich_Nietzsche_on_the_Philosophy_of_Right_and_the_State?ref=nav_sb_ss_1_37

The Origins of Totalitarianism, Hannah Arendt

Amanda Gorman reads her poem at inauguration

Rolling Stone Interview of Neil Gaiman

https://news.yahoo.com/neil-gaiman-secret-history-sandman-215854550.html

Time interview of Neil Gaiman

https://time.com/6204063/neil-gaiman-interview-the-sandman-netflix/?fbclid=IwAR19Wzjpdx0ckIV8DZo3P7T36dimISgQuxreaOGt_d6ohxsM_y6fT_394PU

Transcript of the Confrontation Between Morpheus and Dee

The Historical Figure of the Sandman in Myth, by Amanda Pike, founder of the Sandman FB group

https://m.facebook.com/groups/400522827658573/permalink/783345026043016

Sandman FB group

The High Cost of Fantasy, by Damien Walter

On the banality of evil in episode five; whither comes the tyrant?

https://screenrant.com/the-sandman-episode-5-diner-importance

On the Psychopathy of Power in the Figure of John Dee

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November 12 2026 America’s Ongoing Wars of Imperial Dominion: Veteran’s Day Part Two

In this second part of my interrogation of military service as labor exploitation wherein states feed their citizens into the machine of the wealth, power, and privilege of hegemonic elites, their lives the raw materiel of systems of oppression which benefit masters and not slaves as internal and external class war, I look to America’s ongoing wars of imperial conquest and dominion to chart the shape of our degeneration from the dream of a free society of equals which was possibly never anything but an illusion.

Our nation is fighting several wars at this moment, including what is officially classified as Operation Southern Spear or enforcement of a new Monroe Doctrine  in Latin America and the Caribbean including the coup in Venezuela, the blockade of Cuba, the Occupation of Haiti, the installation of proxy tyrants Milei in Argentia and formerly Bolsonaro in Brazil, and our secret war in Mexico to destabilize its socialist government on behalf of drug cartels.

A second constellation of interdependent conflicts involves the Iran War, Yemen War and the Red Sea Campaign, Lebanon War, and Israeli Conquest of Palestine, all four theatres of the Conquest to found a Greater Israeli.

Third we have the Russian Invasion of Ukraine, in which our Trump Regime has acted as a co-conspirator by destabilizing European democracies in favor of  fascism to remove them from the board of play, soften Europe for Russian invasion, and to isolate Ukraine; we have also sabotaged NATO for the same reasons. I refer to the Russian attempts to re-found her empire as World War Three, whose fronts include America as a captured state through Putin’s star agent Trump as well as Libya and vast regions of Africa, and formerly Belarus, Kazakhstan, Nagorno-Karabakh, and Syria which we liberated.

Somalia, and general global wars including the Drone Wars, War versus ISIS, and the War on Terror.

The struggle between Russia and Turkey for control of the Middle East and the Mediterranean has in recent years metastasized into a war between Israel and the Arab-American Alliance to found a Greater Israel through conquest of her neighbors versus Russia’s key all Iran and her Axis of Resistance which includes Lebanon, Iraq, and much of Yemen, Yemen being also a civil war of independence versus the American Dominion and her allies and also about solidarity with the people of Palestine against the genocide our taxes pay for. As always, the Holy Land is a Rashomon Gate of causes, motives, loyalties, and histories.

 This does not tally conflicts which are primarily beyond American interests, like the civil war in Myanmar, as here I am interested in the death and horrors our government has made us all complicit in. America is a culture of death, but we hold no patent on the social use of force.

If one counts proxy tyrannies of the Trump regime, malign American global and historical influence becomes vast indeed.

In any conflict one may easily identify the side of justice, because America is nearly always on the other side.

When we begin to question why that is, we awaken to politics as the action of our values and to compassion as our duty of care for others and solidarity of action as guarantors of each other’s humanity.

Let us refuse to serve the power of those who would enslave us as their enforcers and overseers, for when states send slave armies to conquer free peoples, how if they unite to liberate each other instead of subjugating each other?

The way of the tyrant leads to mutual dehumanization of oppressors and their victims, of soldiers and police and the slaves they brutalize to keep at their work. The other path leads to a free society of equals and a society not of subjects but of citizens.

Among the many reasons for the processes of collapse and fragmentation of global democracy and a world order founded on the idea of human rights born in the Enlightenment and the renouncement of rule by priests and kings which the Trump regime and the Republican Party has attempted to return us to, and for the degeneration of humankind, is that our society and the institutions of state are built on premises of unequal power and of the use of force.

For this there is a simple fix and prescription, though making it real and true will be neither swift nor easy; abolish the social use of force, and most especially armies and police.

And if we cannot? Then as Nietzsche warned the Abyss looks back at us, and though it may begin with trivial acts of the enforcement of virtue, the Abyss always grows and becomes chasms of darkness without end.

As I wrote in my post of July 12 2026, Anniversary of the Srebrenica Massacre; Of Sarajevo I shall speak here not of the monstrous acts of those who would be conquerors, nor of the courageous resistance of their intended victims who held true to their faith and to each other in the face of death and torture, nor even of the valor and compassion of the volunteers of the International Brigade who placed themselves between hammer and anvil, but of a small horror which has come to symbolize for me the unimaginable horrors of war; the Jar of Eyes.

On the desk of a commander of death squads sat a jar full of eyes, and beside it an ice cream scoop which he would toy with, stroking its stainless smoothness with an absentminded and sensual languor while interrogating prisoners.

This he did in imitation of the Roman Emperor Basil the Second the Bulgar Slayer, who after the battle of Kleidion in 1014 Christianized Bulgaria by blinding the army he had defeated, and leaving one man in one hundred with a single eye to guide the others home and terrify the nation into submission. 

How do I know this, and what were we to each other, this monster and I? Herein I recall and speak as a witness of history a Defining Moment in which we played a game of chess with the life of a prisoner of his as the prize.

Having materialized at his gate and asking to see the commander, itself unusual and a curious thing to a man with his fearsome reputation, I came bearing the gift of a recording of an opera I knew he loved and could not attend due to his duties and price on his head as a war criminal, Leoš Janáček’s House of the Dead set in a Serbian prison and based on the Dostoevsky novel, with the promise of more music in trade for a prisoner he held and did not know the value of. He agreed to the bargain, but with one condition; we would play three games of chess after dinner in the following days, and I must win or force a draw once.

We had three meetings over three days of an hour or so each, over dinner and chess, during which we conversed of the historical civilization he was fighting to defend, a fight which had made him a monster; music, philosophy, art, literature. Once a prisoner was brought in, seated and held fast by guards like a third companion at dinner whom he tortured while we sipped tea, careful that during this test my hand never trembled nor eyes looked away, and spoke of the scene between Christ and the Grand Inquisitor in Dostoevsky’s The Brothers Karamazov. I think he was lonely.

Within the jar the eyes would float randomly, hypnotic, reflective, capturing ones will to resist with a Medusa-like gaze of objectification and dehumanization appropriated from their tormentors, a talisman of transference of power. A jar of silent screams, erased lives, and the lost witness of history; how can we accuse our destroyers when we have no mouths?

Here among the dragons, where the rule of law cannot reach and our maps of meaning and value have given way to tantalizing empty spaces which beckon with the siren call of the Forbidden, where the only currency is fear and the only relationships those of power and dominion, we challenge and define by their absence and contrary the limits of what is human.

For we are all trapped in the Jar of Eyes, and if we are to reawaken and assume our true forms we must find a means of escape.

How many wars are ongoing now?

I note that Operation Southern Spear, Trump’s war to seize control of the Caribbean and South American nations including Cuba and Venezuela, is counted in neither of the two primary sources which I quote below, so I have appended a link to the Wikipedia article.

Here follows Conflict Zone’s answer to the question.

“The 4 Critical Wars in 2026

These four meet every test of full-scale war — organized armed forces, sustained high-intensity combat, and mass civilian displacement:

Russia–Ukraine War (Eastern Europe) — the largest interstate war in Europe since 1945.

Gaza–Israel Conflict (Middle East) — sustained military operations with severe humanitarian impact.

Sudan Civil War (Northeast Africa) — army versus the RSF, driving one of the world’s largest displacement crises.

Myanmar Civil War (Southeast Asia) — the military junta against resistance forces and ethnic armed organizations.

Major Armed Conflicts by Region (High Severity)

Beyond the four critical wars, 25 high-severity conflicts are active in 2026. By region:

Africa

Sahel Crisis — jihadist insurgency across Mali, Burkina Faso, and Niger

Nigeria — Boko Haram / ISWAP

Somalia — Al-Shabaab

DR Congo — Eastern conflict

Sudan–South Sudan border war

Central African Republic

Uganda — ADF insurgency

Middle East

Lebanon–Israel border escalation

Iran–Israel shadow war

Yemen War

Turkey–Kurdish PKK conflict

Asia-Pacific

Kashmir border conflict

Bangladesh–Myanmar border crisis

Manipur ethnic conflict (India)

Xinjiang Uyghur conflict

West Papua independence movement

Papua New Guinea tribal violence

Kyrgyzstan–Tajikistan border

Americas

Haiti gang war

Mexico — drug cartel wars

Colombia — ELN conflict

Venezuela–Colombia border

Brazil — gang violence (Rio / São Paulo)

Europe & Eurasia

Russian Invasion of Ukraine and NATO proxy tensions

Another 36 medium- and low-severity conflicts — frozen border disputes, simmering insurgencies, and maritime standoffs — round out the full list of active conflicts.”

What major wars of imperial conquest and dominion is America fighting now?

Here follows the story of the major ongoing conflicts America is now fighting, as told on the War Costs website;

“The Forever Wars

America’s 21st Century Military Operations

Since 1995, the United States has launched 16 military operations across 37 countries. 7 are still ongoing. 13 were never authorized by Congress. Each one was supposed to be the last.

$5T Total Cost Since 1995

720,895 Total Deaths

7 Ongoing Operations

37 Nations Involved”

“Iran War (2026)

2026–2026(255 days)

🌍 Middle East ·Iran, Israel, Lebanon, Bahrain, Kuwait, UAE, Qatar, Iraq, Saudi Arabia, Oman, Cyprus, Azerbaijan

👥 50,000 troops deployed

📅 255 days of conflict

On February 28, 2026, the US and Israel launched “Operation Epic Fury” — massive joint strikes to destroy Iran’s nuclear capabilities and decapitate its leadership. Supreme Leader Khamenei killed Day 1. A 14-point MOU was signed June 19 — collapsed early July. By Day 255 (Nov 9): $8B Hormuz deal on Trump’s desk — Iran signed off, cabinet opposes. Democrats won Congress in Nov 3 midterms; Vance blamed Iran war. Task Force Iron Gate extends blockade to land borders. Oil crashed to $94/bbl. 23 US KIA, 865+ wounded. ~9,500+ total killed. $47B+ direct military, $150B+ total cost. 255 days, no congressional authorization.

“The Full Story How this conflict unfolded

The Iran strikes of 2026 represent the most dangerous escalation of American military power since the 2003 Iraq invasion – and they share the same DNA: no congressional authorization, manufactured intelligence justifications, escalating mission creep, and the unmistakable influence of a foreign policy establishment that has sought confrontation with Iran for decades. What began as targeted strikes against nuclear facilities has already expanded into a multi-front regional war with no clear objectives, exit strategy, or democratic oversight.

The path to war was deliberately constructed through manufactured crises and escalating provocations. Following massive protests in Iran during January 2026, where the Islamic Revolutionary Guard Corps (IRGC) killed thousands of demonstrators in over 100 cities, President Trump declared that the Iranian regime had “forfeited its right to exist.” On January 28, he announced a “massive armada heading to Iran” while stating that “all options are on the table.” By February 13, he was openly advocating regime change, declaring it would be “the best thing that could happen to the Iranian people.”

The immediate pretext came from Operation Midnight Hammer in late 2025 – a 37-hour campaign of strikes against Iranian nuclear facilities that cost $2.25 billion and temporarily degraded Iran’s enrichment capabilities. When Iran resumed nuclear activities at an accelerated pace and withdrew completely from the Nuclear Non-Proliferation Treaty in January 2026, the Trump administration claimed an imminent threat that required immediate military action. Intelligence assessments suggesting Iran was months away from weapons capability were leaked to friendly media, creating the drumbeat for war.

On February 28, 2026, Operation Epic Fury began with coordinated U.S.-Israeli strikes against Iranian targets across the country. The scale was unprecedented – the largest American military deployment in the Middle East since the 2003 Iraq invasion, involving 40,000 troops, multiple carrier strike groups, B-2 stealth bombers flying 30-hour missions from Whiteman Air Force Base in Missouri, and comprehensive strikes on Tehran, Isfahan, Qom, Karaj, Kermanshah, and Tabriz in broad daylight. The opening salvo targeted over 2,500 Iranian military and government facilities simultaneously.

The first day’s casualties were staggering. Within hours of the initial strikes, Iranian state media reported that Supreme Leader Ayatollah Ali Khamenei had been killed in an attack on his compound in Tehran. The targeting of Iran’s supreme religious and political leader represented a deliberate escalation beyond military objectives to regime decapitation – a strategy that violated international law and guaranteed massive retaliation. Iranian officials put the day’s death toll at over 400, including at least 108 schoolgirls killed when a precision strike hit the Minab Girls’ School in Hormozgan Province.

The Pentagon immediately disputed the casualty figures and claimed the school had been used as a military command center by the IRGC. No evidence was provided, and independent verification was impossible due to the ongoing conflict. The strike, caught on security cameras and broadcast worldwide, showed a classroom full of teenage girls moments before the explosion – images that galvanized Iranian resistance and horrified international observers. Iranian officials later revised the school death toll to 168, making it the deadliest single attack on children in the conflict’s first week.

Iran’s response was swift and multi-dimensional. Within hours of the first U.S. strikes, Iranian forces closed the Strait of Hormuz using mines, fast attack boats, and anti-ship missiles, cutting off approximately 21 million barrels per day of oil shipments – roughly 20% of global supply. Oil prices spiked from $75 to over $130 per barrel within 48 hours, triggering fears of global economic recession. Iran simultaneously launched its largest ballistic missile barrage in history, firing over 500 missiles at U.S. bases and allied facilities across seven countries: Kuwait, Bahrain, UAE, Qatar, Saudi Arabia, Iraq, and Cyprus.

The missile attacks achieved devastating psychological impact despite limited physical damage. The Fairmont Hotel in Dubai – a symbol of Gulf prosperity – was hit by Iranian drones, killing 12 civilians and sending shockwaves through the region’s financial centers. Kuwait’s Arifjan base, housing thousands of American troops, was struck by multiple ballistic missiles, killing 3 U.S. service members and wounding 8 others. Saudi Arabia’s crucial Ras Tanura oil refinery was damaged by drone swarms, forcing QatarEnergy to halt liquefied natural gas exports and pushing energy prices even higher.

The conflict’s scope expanded rapidly as Iranian proxy forces across the Middle East activated simultaneously. Hezbollah launched rocket barrages from southern Lebanon, forcing Israel to respond with airstrikes that killed 52 Lebanese civilians and displaced over 30,000 people. Iraqi Shia militias attacked the Green Zone in Baghdad while Iranian-backed Houthis in Yemen targeted shipping in the Red Sea. The Islamic Resistance in Syria struck U.S. positions near Damascus. What had been sold as a limited operation against Iranian nuclear facilities had become a regional war involving a dozen countries.

Americans began dying in numbers that exceeded administration predictions. By March 2, confirmed U.S. casualties reached 6 killed and 18 wounded, with more missing in action. Tragically, three American F-15E Strike Eagles were shot down by Kuwaiti air defenses in a friendly fire incident that highlighted the confusion and chaos of multi-national operations under combat stress. The pilots’ deaths underscored how quickly limited strikes could escalate into the kind of prolonged conflict the Trump administration had promised to avoid.

Intelligence failures compounded military setbacks. Reports emerged that Russia was providing Iran with real-time intelligence on U.S. military positions, potentially explaining the accuracy of Iranian counter-strikes. The alleged intelligence sharing – if confirmed – would represent a dramatic escalation in Russian-American tensions and suggest that the Iran conflict was becoming a proxy war between nuclear superpowers. Chinese diplomatic support for Iran and threats to increase military cooperation added another great power dimension to what had begun as a regional confrontation.

The humanitarian catastrophe intensified daily. Iranian Red Crescent reports put civilian casualties at over 1,332 by March 6, including hundreds of women and children. The Kurdish human rights organization Hengaw documented systematic targeting of civilian infrastructure in Kurdish areas of Iran, reporting 1,500+ total casualties including 200 civilians. International humanitarian organizations were denied access to conflict zones, making independent verification impossible and raising concerns about war crimes.

Domestic American opposition emerged immediately but proved politically impotent. Congressional Democrats and some Republicans demanded emergency sessions to authorize or terminate the strikes, but Senate Republicans blocked a War Powers Resolution by a vote of 53-47. Speaker Mike Johnson refused to schedule a House vote, claiming that criticism of the strikes during combat operations would “embolden America’s enemies.” The Constitution’s requirement that Congress declare war was again treated as an inconvenient anachronism rather than fundamental law.

President Trump’s public statements revealed the operation’s incoherent objectives. On March 1, he promised the campaign would be completed in “four weeks or less” while simultaneously demanding Iran’s “unconditional surrender” – terms that virtually guaranteed prolonged conflict. When Iranian Foreign Minister Hossein Amir-Abdollahian responded that “we will resist as long as it takes,” it became clear that neither side had developed exit strategies or negotiation frameworks that could end the fighting.

Secretary of State Marco Rubio’s admission on March 2 that the U.S. had attacked “pre-emptively” contradicted earlier claims that the strikes were defensive responses to imminent threats. This acknowledgment of preventive war – attacking Iran for what it might do rather than what it had done – violated international law and established dangerous precedents for other powers. The legal justification shifted repeatedly as events unfolded, suggesting the administration was improvising rather than executing a coherent strategy.

The economic consequences rippled globally as financial markets absorbed the reality of prolonged conflict in the world’s most critical energy region. Beyond oil price spikes, shipping companies suspended routes through the Persian Gulf and Red Sea, disrupting global supply chains already stressed by post-pandemic recovery. Insurance rates for Middle Eastern operations skyrocketed, while defense contractors’ stock prices surged on expectations of massive new orders.

By March 6 – day seven of Operation Epic Fury – the war showed no signs of de-escalation. U.S. and Israeli B-2 bomber strikes targeted buried Iranian missile launchers while Iranian naval forces fired anti-ship missiles at Coalition vessels in the Persian Gulf. The U.S. military claimed to have sunk over 30 Iranian warships and coastal defense systems, effectively destroying Iran’s conventional naval capacity. But Iran’s asymmetric capabilities – fast attack boats, submarines, and shore-based missiles – continued threatening regional shipping and military forces.

The most ominous development was Iran’s delayed response to Khamenei’s death. Rather than immediately naming a successor, the Assembly of Experts convened in emergency session while competing factions within the regime struggled for power. This succession crisis introduced massive uncertainty into an already chaotic situation – a leaderless Iran might be more dangerous than one under unified command, as competing factions could escalate to demonstrate their revolutionary credentials.

The Iran strikes of 2026 had already achieved the opposite of their stated objectives. Instead of deterring Iranian aggression, they had triggered the largest Iranian military response in the Islamic Republic’s history. Instead of degrading Iran’s capabilities, they had prompted maximum mobilization of Iranian resources and allied support. Instead of isolating Iran regionally, they had activated a network of proxy forces across the Middle East while potentially drawing Russia and China into closer cooperation with Tehran.

Most fundamentally, the strikes had demonstrated once again that American military power – however overwhelming – cannot achieve political objectives through force alone. The death of Khamenei, the destruction of Iranian military assets, and the imposition of enormous economic costs had not broken Iranian resistance or compelled surrender. Instead, they had created the conditions for prolonged regional warfare with unpredictable consequences for global stability, American credibility, and the constitutional balance between executive and legislative power.

As the conflict entered its second week, the pattern established in Iraq and Afghanistan was already visible: initial military success followed by strategic confusion, mission creep, civilian casualties, domestic opposition, international isolation, and the gradual realization that military force alone cannot solve complex political problems.

The second week brought dramatic escalation in both scope and cost. On March 7 – Day 8 – the combined force expanded strikes to Iranian oil production for the first time, with IDF jets hitting the Tondgouyan Oil Refinery (one of Iran’s largest) and the Shahran Oil Refinery in Tehran, along with two oil storage facilities. Satellite imagery confirmed the destruction of structures at the Khojir Military Complex. The mission had crept from nuclear facilities to military infrastructure to oil production – the classic pattern of expanding war aims that characterized every failed American intervention.

Day 9 saw the destruction of the Shahed Aviation Industries Production Facility in Isfahan – Iran’s primary manufacturer of the Shahed-136, Shahed-129, and Shahed-171 drones that had been supplied to Russia for use in Ukraine. Oil prices surged past $100 per barrel for the first time since 2022, a milestone that sent shockwaves through global markets already reeling from the Hormuz disruption.

The war’s regional consequences intensified on Day 10 when an Iranian missile set a Bahrain oil refinery ablaze, forcing Bahrain to declare force majeure on oil shipments. Iran’s Parliament Speaker Ghalibaf claimed that strikes had degraded US air defenses – a claim that, whether accurate or propaganda, signaled Iran’s determination to frame the conflict as one it was winning.

Day 11 brought the most ominous development yet: CENTCOM announced it had destroyed 16 Iranian minelayers near the Strait of Hormuz, confirming that Iran had begun laying naval mines in the world’s most critical oil chokepoint. Fewer than 10 mines had been deployed so far, but Iran possessed an inventory of 5,000+ naval mines – enough to close the strait for months. CNN reported that approximately 15 million barrels per day of crude oil plus 4.5 million barrels per day of refined fuels were stranded in the Persian Gulf. The UAE had intercepted 241 of 262 incoming ballistic missiles – a 92% rate that sounds impressive until you consider that the 21 that got through caused billions in damage. Paradoxically, Iran was still exporting 2.1 million barrels per day through the Strait, actually slightly more than pre-war levels.

On Day 12 – March 11 – the Pentagon delivered a bombshell to Congress: the first six days of Operation Epic Fury had cost $11.3 billion. That figure – nearly $1.9 billion per day, $21,800 per second – dwarfed initial estimates and put the war on pace to cost $24.5 billion or more by the end of the second week. The same day, Israeli jets struck Basij and internal security sites in Tehran’s Districts 1, 14, 15, and 16 – residential neighborhoods where the strikes killed at least 10 security personnel and an unknown number of civilians. The IAF also struck an IRGC intelligence building in northwest Iran and security sites in Marivan City, Kurdistan Province, including a border guard headquarters and three observation posts. The war had expanded from military targets to internal security forces – the clearest signal yet that the objective was regime change, not nuclear nonproliferation.

Iranian retaliation continued to reach across the Gulf: two drones struck near Dubai International Airport, injuring four people, while another drone hit gasoline storage at the Port of Salalah in Oman, starting fires at a facility in a neutral country. The UK Maritime Trade Operations reported 17 maritime incidents between February 28 and March 11 – 13 confirmed attacks and 4 suspicious approaches. A 29-year-old woman was killed when an Iranian projectile struck a residential building in Manama, Bahrain.

Day 13 – March 12 – brought the war’s first major non-combat loss: a KC-135 Stratotanker refueling aircraft crashed in western Iraq in what CENTCOM described as ‘friendly airspace,’ with rescue operations ongoing and two aircraft involved. Israel announced that top Iranian nuclear scientists had been killed – suggesting assassination operations running parallel to the bombing campaign. Oil tankers were hit in Iraq. And in the most significant diplomatic development since the war began, Tehran set three conditions for peace – the first concrete negotiating position either side had offered.

By Day 13, the war’s human toll had reached staggering proportions. Iran’s UN representative reported 1,348 killed and 17,000 injured, including 200 women and 168 children (the Minab school massacre). Fifty-five healthcare workers had been wounded and 11 killed. US casualties stood at 8 dead (7 killed in action plus 1 who died of a ‘health incident’ in Kuwait) and 18 wounded. Lebanon had suffered 687 killed including 98 children and 1,500 injured. Bahrain, Iraq, Kuwait, Jordan, and the UAE had all suffered casualties. The Gulf states alone counted approximately 17 dead.

The Iran War of 2026 seemed destined to join the long list of American military interventions that achieved tactical victories while producing strategic defeats – but at a pace and cost that exceeded even the worst projections. At $11.3 billion for the first six days, the war was burning through money faster than any conflict in American history. The mission had crept from nuclear facilities to oil infrastructure to internal security forces to assassinations of scientists. The Strait of Hormuz was being mined. Oil was above $100. And still there was no congressional authorization, no exit strategy, and no answer to the question that should have been asked before the first bomb fell: how does this end?”

“Red Sea / Houthi Campaign

2023–Present (3 years)

🌍 Middle East ·Yemen

👥 12,000 troops deployed

📅 730 days of conflict

Operation Prosperity Guardian – US-led coalition to protect Red Sea shipping from Houthi attacks after October 2023 Gaza war. The most intense naval combat the US Navy has faced since World War II. Over 200 Houthi attacks on commercial and military vessels. US/UK launched 931+ airstrikes on Houthi targets in Yemen starting January 2024. Multiple carrier strike groups deployed including USS Eisenhower and USS Dwight D. Eisenhower battle groups. $1 billion+ in munitions expended. Suez Canal traffic dropped 50%, insurance premiums tripled, and global economic disruption exceeded $100 billion. B-2 Spirit stealth bombers deployed against underground Houthi bunkers. Zero US combat deaths but multiple close calls including drone near-misses on destroyers. Cost at least $4.5 billion through 2025.

The Full Story

How this conflict unfolded

Beginning in late 2023, Yemen’s Houthi rebels launched what would become the most significant challenge to freedom of navigation since World War II – and the most intense naval combat the United States Navy has faced in 80 years. Armed with Iranian-supplied anti-ship ballistic missiles, cruise missiles, and one-way attack drones, the Houthis turned the Red Sea into a war zone, ostensibly in solidarity with Palestinians during the Israel-Gaza war.

The opening salvo came on November 19, 2023, when Houthi forces seized the Galaxy Leader, a Japanese-owned, Bahamas-flagged car carrier, by helicopter assault. The 25 crew members were taken hostage, and the ship was towed to Hodeidah port where it became a macabre tourist attraction – Houthi supporters posed for selfies on the captured vessel’s deck. The seizure sent shockwaves through the maritime industry.

What followed was an escalating campaign of maritime terror. Houthi forces launched over 200 attacks on commercial and military vessels transiting the Bab el-Mandeb strait, the narrow chokepoint connecting the Red Sea to the Gulf of Aden. Approximately 12% of global trade passes through this corridor via the Suez Canal. Within weeks, the world’s largest shipping companies – Maersk, MSC, Hapag-Lloyd, CMA CGM – suspended Red Sea transits entirely, rerouting vessels around the Cape of Good Hope. The detour added 10-14 days and $1 million or more in fuel costs to each voyage.

The economic devastation was staggering. Suez Canal traffic plummeted by 50%, costing Egypt billions in lost revenue. Maritime insurance premiums tripled for Red Sea transits. Global supply chains, still recovering from COVID-era disruptions, were thrown into chaos. The total economic disruption has been estimated at over $100 billion when accounting for increased shipping costs, delayed deliveries, insurance premiums, and cascading effects on global commodity prices.

On December 18, 2023, Secretary of Defense Lloyd Austin announced Operation Prosperity Guardian, a multinational naval coalition to escort and protect commercial shipping. But the coalition was weaker than advertised – many partners contributed only staff officers, not warships. The heavy lifting fell almost entirely on the US Navy and, to a lesser extent, the Royal Navy.

The most dramatic moment came on January 10, 2024, when the Houthis launched their largest coordinated attack: 18 drones, 2 cruise missiles, and 1 anti-ship ballistic missile, all fired simultaneously. The USS Eisenhower carrier strike group and coalition destroyers intercepted every projectile in a engagement that defense officials called the most intense naval air defense action since World War II.

Two days later, on January 12, the US and UK launched Operation Poseidon Archer – direct strikes on Houthi targets inside Yemen. Over 60 targets across 16 locations were hit in the opening salvo, including radar sites, drone storage facilities, and missile launch positions. President Biden announced the strikes without seeking congressional authorization, citing Article II self-defense powers.

But the Houthis proved remarkably resilient. Despite 931+ coalition airstrikes over the following year, the attack tempo actually increased. The Houthis demonstrated the ability to rebuild launch sites and resume attacks within 24-48 hours of being struck. Their dispersed, mobile launch infrastructure proved nearly impossible to permanently eliminate.

The human cost came into sharp focus in early 2024. On February 18, a Houthi anti-ship missile struck the MV Rubymar, a UK-registered bulk carrier loaded with 21,000 metric tons of ammonium phosphate sulfate fertilizer. The crew abandoned ship, and the Rubymar sank on March 2 – the first commercial vessel lost to Houthi attacks – creating an environmental catastrophe in the Red Sea. On March 6, the True Confidence, a Barbados-flagged bulk carrier, was struck by an anti-ship ballistic missile, killing three crew members – the first fatalities of the shipping campaign.

Individual US warships became legends of the campaign. The USS Carney (DDG-64) became the most combat-active destroyer in modern Navy history, shooting down dozens of drones and missiles across multiple engagements. In one early engagement on October 19, 2023, the Carney intercepted cruise missiles and drones over several hours in the northern Red Sea. The USS Gravely (DDG-107) achieved the closest-range intercept in modern naval combat history when its Close-In Weapon System (CIWS) – a radar-guided 20mm Gatling gun – destroyed an incoming Houthi cruise missile at less than one mile from the ship. The crew had seconds to live.

The USS Eisenhower (CVN-69) conducted the longest combat deployment since Vietnam, spending over 9 months at sea. Its air wing flew hundreds of strike sorties against Houthi targets, expending munitions at rates not seen since the 1991 Gulf War. The strain on crews was immense – extended deployments with high-intensity combat operations and no port calls.

In October 2024, the US escalated dramatically by deploying B-2 Spirit stealth bombers from Whiteman Air Force Base in Missouri to strike five hardened underground Houthi weapons storage facilities. The B-2 strikes – the first combat use of the stealth bomber since Libya in 2017 – targeted bunkers that conventional strikes couldn’t penetrate. The message was clear: the US was willing to deploy its most advanced strategic assets against a rebel group in Yemen.

The asymmetric economics of the campaign were devastating. The Houthis launched drones costing a few thousand dollars each; the US responded with SM-2 missiles costing $2.1 million and SM-6 missiles costing $4.3 million apiece. A single carrier strike group costs approximately $7 million per day to operate. Over the course of the campaign, the US expended more than $1 billion in munitions alone – not counting the billions in operational costs for ship deployments, aircraft sorties, intelligence operations, and logistics. The total bill exceeded $4.5 billion.

More dangerously, the campaign depleted SM-2 and SM-6 missile stocks faster than the US could produce them. These interceptors were designed and stockpiled for potential great-power conflicts with China or Russia – not for shooting down $2,000 drones over the Red Sea. Every missile fired at a Houthi drone was one fewer missile available for the defense of Taiwan or NATO allies.

Despite zero US combat deaths, there were multiple close calls that could have resulted in mass casualties. The Gravely intercept at under one mile, multiple instances of drones passing within hundreds of yards of warships, and the sheer volume of Houthi attacks created a statistical near-certainty of an eventual hit. Naval analysts noted that the campaign represented the first time since WWII that US Navy surface combatants faced sustained anti-ship missile threats.

The ceasefire reached in May 2025 was largely on Houthi terms. They retained their attack capability, their leadership was intact, and they had successfully demonstrated that a rebel group armed with cheap weapons could hold global trade hostage and force the world’s most powerful navy into a prolonged, expensive, and ultimately inconclusive defensive campaign. The Houthis declared victory – and it was hard to argue they were wrong.”

Lebanon: America’s Proxy Front (2023-Present)

2023–Present (3 years)

🌍 Middle East ·Lebanon, Israel

0

📅 1,095 days of conflict

US-funded Israeli military operations in Lebanon from October 2023 cross-border fighting through the 2024 invasion and into the 2026 resumption. Part of $21.7B+ in US military aid to Israel since October 7, 2023 (Brown University Costs of War). The World Bank’s 2025 RDNA report estimated $14 billion in damage to Lebanon – $6.8B physical destruction + $7.2B economic losses. Lebanon was already in economic collapse before the war began.

“The Full Story

How this conflict unfolded

The story of American entanglement in Lebanon stretches back decades before the current conflict – and every chapter has ended in blood, failure, or both. Understanding the 2023-present catastrophe requires understanding the history that produced it.

**1983: The Beirut Barracks Bombing**

America’s first modern trauma in Lebanon came on October 23, 1983, when a truck bomb destroyed the US Marine barracks at Beirut International Airport, killing 241 American servicemembers – 220 Marines, 18 sailors, and 3 soldiers. It was the deadliest single-day death toll for the Marine Corps since Iwo Jima. The Marines had been deployed as part of a multinational peacekeeping force during the Lebanese Civil War, a conflict fueled by sectarian divisions, Palestinian militant presence, and Syrian and Israeli interventions. The bombing, attributed to the nascent Hezbollah with Iranian backing, prompted President Reagan to withdraw US forces – a decision that Osama bin Laden would later cite as evidence that America could be driven from the Middle East through spectacular violence. The 241 families who lost loved ones received no justice; no one was ever held meaningfully accountable.

**Hezbollah: America’s Self-Created Nemesis**

Hezbollah – the “Party of God” – was born directly from Israel’s 1982 invasion and occupation of Lebanon, which the United States supported and armed. Iran’s Revolutionary Guard helped organize, train, and fund the Shia militia that would grow into the most powerful non-state military force in the world. For four decades, the US designated Hezbollah a terrorist organization while simultaneously pursuing policies that strengthened it: the 1982 invasion created it, the 2003 Iraq War empowered Iran (its patron), and the 2006 Lebanon War turned Nasrallah into a folk hero across the Arab world. Every American intervention in the region that strengthened Iran indirectly strengthened Hezbollah.

**2006: Israel’s $1.6 Billion Lesson**

The 2006 Lebanon War – 34 days of devastating Israeli bombardment following a Hezbollah cross-border raid – was a preview of everything that would follow. Israel dropped an estimated 7,000 bombs on Lebanon, destroying bridges, power plants, and entire neighborhoods of Beirut’s southern suburbs. Over 1,191 Lebanese were killed (the vast majority civilians), 4,409 injured, and 1 million displaced – one quarter of Lebanon’s population. The US provided Israel with precision-guided munitions during the conflict and blocked UN ceasefire resolutions for weeks, allowing the bombardment to continue. The war cost Israel approximately $1.6 billion in direct military expenditure, plus billions in economic disruption. But the strategic result was a Hezbollah victory: the militia survived, rebuilt, and emerged with vastly greater political legitimacy and public support. UN Security Council Resolution 1701, which ended the fighting, was supposed to disarm Hezbollah south of the Litani River. It never happened. Hezbollah rearmed to an estimated 150,000 rockets and missiles by 2023 – ten times its 2006 arsenal.

**2020: The Beirut Explosion and Lebanon’s Collapse**

On August 4, 2020, 2,750 tons of improperly stored ammonium nitrate exploded at the Port of Beirut, killing 218 people, injuring 7,000, leaving 300,000 homeless, and causing $15 billion in damage. The explosion – one of the largest non-nuclear blasts in history – devastated half the capital and became a symbol of the corruption, negligence, and state failure that defined modern Lebanon. The ruling elite, including Hezbollah-allied politicians, blocked investigations into the blast. By 2023, Lebanon was already a failed state: the currency had lost 90% of its value, banks had frozen deposits (wiping out the middle class), GDP had contracted by 58% from 2019 levels, and basic services including electricity, water, and healthcare had collapsed. Into this catastrophe, war arrived.

**October 2023: The Solidarity Front Opens**

Hours after the October 7, 2023 Hamas attack on Israel, Hezbollah began launching rockets and anti-tank missiles at Israeli positions along the Blue Line border. Hezbollah Secretary-General Hassan Nasrallah called it a “solidarity front” with Gaza – a calibrated escalation designed to pin down Israeli forces without triggering a full-scale war. Through late 2023 and most of 2024, the border zone became a grinding battlefield: daily exchanges of fire displaced approximately 60,000 Israelis from northern communities and over 100,000 Lebanese from southern villages. The tit-for-tat escalated steadily – Israeli strikes gradually moved deeper into Lebanon while Hezbollah launched increasingly sophisticated drones and precision munitions.

**September 2024: The Pager Bombings and Nasrallah’s Assassination**

On September 17-18, 2024, Israel executed one of the most audacious and controversial intelligence operations in modern history: the simultaneous detonation of thousands of pagers and walkie-talkies used by Hezbollah operatives across Lebanon. The devices – intercepted and rigged with PETN explosive during manufacturing – detonated in homes, shops, hospitals, and on streets. Forty-two people were killed and over 3,500 injured, many of them civilians who were merely standing near a Hezbollah member when the device exploded. Children were killed. Medical workers lost hands and eyes. The operation, while tactically brilliant, raised profound questions about the laws of war: is it legal to turn civilian communication devices into anti-personnel weapons that detonate indiscriminately in civilian spaces?

Nine days later, on September 27, 2024, Israel assassinated Hassan Nasrallah in a massive airstrike that dropped over 80 bunker-buster bombs on Beirut’s Dahiyeh suburbs, leveling an entire city block and killing an unknown number of civilians alongside the Hezbollah leader. Nasrallah had led the organization for 32 years. His death decapitated Hezbollah’s leadership but also eliminated the one person who had maintained a calibrated restraint on the organization’s actions.

**October 2024: The Ground Invasion**

On October 1, 2024, Israeli ground forces crossed into southern Lebanon – the first ground invasion since 2006. What followed was devastating: white phosphorus deployed on residential areas, UNIFIL peacekeeping positions attacked (injuring UN peacekeepers from multiple nations), seven or more journalists killed covering the conflict, and entire villages in south Lebanon systematically destroyed. By the November 27, 2024 ceasefire, 1.2 million Lebanese had been displaced – in a country of 5.5 million that was already hosting 1.5 million Syrian refugees, the most refugees per capita of any nation on Earth. The death toll reached 4,047 killed and 16,638 injured in Lebanon.

**American Funding: The $15 Billion+ Pipeline**

Every phase of this destruction was enabled by American money. The United States has provided Israel with $15 billion or more in military aid directly relevant to the Lebanon front since October 2023, as part of the $21.7 billion total (Brown University Costs of War estimate). The $8.7 billion supplemental approved by Congress in April 2024 funded Iron Dome interceptors (at $40,000-$50,000 each), David’s Sling missiles, precision-guided munitions, and the very bunker-buster bombs that killed Nasrallah. The US provided real-time intelligence sharing, diplomatic cover at the UN Security Council (vetoing ceasefire resolutions), and the political legitimacy that allowed Israel to conduct operations that killed over 4,000 people in a country that posed no direct threat to American security.

**The $14 Billion Bill**

The World Bank’s 2025 Rapid Damage and Needs Assessment documented $14 billion in total damage to Lebanon – $6.8 billion in physical destruction of infrastructure, housing, agriculture, and industry, plus $7.2 billion in economic losses from tourism collapse, trade disruption, and displacement costs. This was inflicted on a country with a GDP of just $18 billion – meaning the war destroyed the equivalent of 78% of Lebanon’s entire annual economic output. Combined with the pre-existing economic collapse, the damage may have set Lebanon back not years but decades.

**2025-2026: Ceasefire Violations and Resumption**

The November 2024 ceasefire was violated by Israel almost daily – reconnaissance flights, ground incursions into southern Lebanon, targeted assassinations, and the continued occupation of Lebanese territory. For 15 months, the international community watched Israel systematically hollow out the agreement. When the broader Iran war erupted in late February 2026, Hezbollah launched retaliatory strikes on Israel, citing both the assassination of Khamenei and the 15 months of daily ceasefire violations.

The Lebanese government made extraordinary efforts to stay out of the wider conflict: banning Hezbollah military activities, arresting 12 members, expelling 150+ Iranian nationals. It didn’t matter. Israel struck anyway. The 2026 phase brought renewed horror: a strike on Nabi Chit killed 41 people while reportedly searching for remains of Ron Arad, an Israeli pilot missing since 1986. A Ramada hotel in Beirut was destroyed, killing 5 IRGC Quds Force commanders. Cluster munitions – banned by 111 countries – were used. White phosphorus was deployed on the village of Yohmor. Three UNIFIL peacekeepers were injured. Father Pierre al-Rahi, a Maronite Christian priest, was killed in a double-tap strike. The toll of the 2026 phase alone: 634 killed, 1,586 injured, 816,000 displaced.

**Civilian Displacement: A Nation Uprooted**

The cumulative displacement is staggering. In the 2024 phase, 1.2 million Lebanese were forced from their homes. In the 2026 resumption, another 816,000 fled. In a country of 5.5 million people already hosting 1.5 million Syrian refugees, these numbers represent a humanitarian catastrophe of the first order. Schools became shelters. Hospitals were overwhelmed. Families who had fled south Lebanon moved to Beirut, only to find Beirut itself under bombardment. Some crossed into Syria – refugees fleeing into a country that had produced its own refugee crisis.

**The Historical Pattern**

The 1983 barracks bombing killed 241 Americans. The 2006 war killed 1,191 Lebanese with American weapons. The 2023-2026 campaign has killed nearly 5,000 Lebanese with American weapons and American money. Each iteration is more destructive, more expensive, and less strategically coherent than the last. Lebanon has never threatened the United States. It has never attacked American territory. It has never possessed the capability to harm American interests beyond the troops America chose to place in harm’s way. Yet American taxpayers have spent tens of billions arming the forces that have repeatedly devastated this small Mediterranean country of 5.5 million people – a country whose cedar tree appears on its flag as a symbol of peace.”

Yemen War (Saudi Support)

2015–2026 (11 years)

🌍 Middle East ·Yemen, Houthi rebels

👥 500 troops deployed

📅 3,650 days of conflict

The Yemen War (2015-present) represents the most consequential and least understood American military involvement of the 21st century. Since March 2015, the United States has served as the primary enabler of a Saudi Arabian-led coalition bombing campaign that has killed an estimated 377,000 people – 60% from indirect causes including famine, disease, and lack of medical care – and created what the United Nations has called the world’s worst humanitarian crisis. American involvement includes 4.6 billion in arms sales to Saudi Arabia and the UAE, mid-air refueling of Saudi bombers (until November 2018), sharing of targeting intelligence, maintenance of Saudi aircraft, naval support for the coalition’s blockade, and diplomatic cover at the United Nations Security Council. U.S.-manufactured bombs and aircraft have been documented striking hospitals, schools, weddings, funerals, water treatment facilities, and a school bus carrying 40 children. Despite bipartisan congressional opposition – including passage of a War Powers Resolution to end U.S. involvement that was vetoed by President Trump – American support has continued through four presidential administrations (Obama, Trump, Biden, and Trump again). The war has no congressional authorization, serves no vital American national security interest, and has demonstrably violated U.S. laws prohibiting arms transfers to countries that systematically target civilians.

“The Full Story

How this conflict unfolded

The Yemen war is the definitive case study in how the United States enables catastrophic violence while maintaining the fiction of non-involvement. For nearly a decade, American-manufactured weapons dropped from American-built aircraft, guided by American intelligence, refueled by American tankers, and maintained by American contractors have killed tens of thousands of Yemeni civilians and created the worst humanitarian crisis on earth. Yet the war is barely known to the American public, has never been authorized by Congress, and continues through multiple administrations of both parties.

The war’s origins lie in Yemen’s failed political transition after the 2011 Arab Spring. When the Houthi movement, a Zaidi Shia revivalist group from northern Yemen, seized the capital Sana’a in September 2014 in alliance with forces loyal to former President Ali Abdullah Saleh, Saudi Arabia viewed it as an intolerable expansion of Iranian influence on its southern border. On March 26, 2015, Saudi Deputy Crown Prince Mohammed bin Salman – 29 years old, with no military experience – launched Operation Decisive Storm, projecting a campaign lasting “a few weeks.”

The Obama administration immediately signed on as the Saudi coalition’s indispensable partner. Within days, the Pentagon established a joint planning cell at Saudi Arabia’s air operations center in Riyadh, embedding American military personnel who assisted with target selection and intelligence. U.S. Air Force tankers began refueling Saudi F-15s before bombing missions. American-manufactured precision-guided munitions, cluster bombs, and general-purpose bombs flowed to Saudi Arabia through expedited arms sales. The State Department approved billions in weapons transfers with minimal scrutiny.

The decision to support the Saudi war was made without public debate, congressional authorization, or strategic justification. Yemen poses no threat to the United States. The Houthis, while receiving some Iranian support, are not an Iranian proxy in any meaningful sense – they are a Yemeni movement with Yemeni grievances. The primary U.S. motivation was maintaining the Saudi relationship and the massive arms sales that sustain it. Between 2015 and 2024, U.S. arms sales to Saudi Arabia totaled approximately 4.6 billion – a revenue stream that creates powerful corporate and bureaucratic constituencies for continued support regardless of humanitarian consequences.

The human cost has been beyond anything the euphemistic language of “supporting our allies” can capture. The Saudi coalition’s air campaign has systematically struck civilian infrastructure: hospitals, schools, water treatment plants, sewage facilities, bridges, power stations, food storage, and ports. These are not collateral damage from strikes on military targets – multiple investigations by the UN, Human Rights Watch, Amnesty International, and journalists have documented a pattern of deliberate or recklessly indiscriminate targeting of civilian facilities.

The individual atrocities are numbing in their frequency and horror. In October 2016, coalition aircraft conducted a double-tap strike on a funeral in Sana’a, killing 140 mourners and wounding 500. In August 2018, a coalition bomb hit a school bus in Dahyan, killing 40 children – the bomb was identified as a U.S.-manufactured MK 82 made by Lockheed Martin, sold through a State Department-approved deal. MSF-supported hospitals were struck at least five times despite the coalition having GPS coordinates for every facility. Wedding parties, markets, residential neighborhoods – the bombing has been relentless and indiscriminate.

The blockade has been even more lethal than the bombing. Yemen imports 90% of its food, and the Saudi-led coalition’s naval and air blockade has systematically restricted imports through the port of Hodeidah, through which 70% of Yemen’s supplies flow. The result is the world’s worst famine: an estimated 85,000 children under five died of starvation between 2015 and 2018 alone. The destruction of water infrastructure triggered the largest cholera epidemic in recorded history – over 2.5 million cases. The UN estimates that 377,000 people had died by the end of 2021, with 60% of deaths from indirect causes: starvation, disease, and the collapse of the healthcare system.

The Khashoggi murder in October 2018 briefly pierced the wall of American indifference. The Saudi regime’s assassination and dismemberment of Washington Post columnist Jamal Khashoggi inside the Saudi consulate in Istanbul – personally ordered by MBS according to U.S. intelligence – forced a reckoning with the character of the ally the U.S. was arming. But the reckoning was short-lived: the Trump administration declined to impose meaningful consequences, and arms sales continued.

Congress, to its credit, attempted to assert its constitutional authority. In March 2019, both chambers passed a War Powers Resolution directing the president to withdraw U.S. forces from the Yemen conflict – the first successful invocation of the War Powers Act since its passage in 1973. Trump vetoed the resolution. Congress failed to override. The episode demonstrated the constitutional impotence of the legislative branch in matters of war: even bipartisan majorities cannot halt presidential war-making when the executive is determined to continue.

Biden’s February 2021 pledge to end U.S. support for “offensive operations” in Yemen was carefully crafted to change the rhetoric while preserving the substance of American involvement. The U.S. stopped providing aerial refueling (which had actually ended under Trump in 2018) and suspended some precision-guided munition sales. But intelligence sharing continued. Aircraft maintenance and spare parts contracts continued. “Defensive” arms sales – including the systems that enable the bombing campaign – continued. The distinction between “offensive” and “defensive” support is a legal fiction: you cannot separate the bullets from the gun.

The war’s strategic futility is now undeniable. Nearly a decade of bombing, at a cost of hundreds of billions to the Saudi treasury, has achieved nothing. The Houthis control more territory and possess more military capability than when the war began. Their 2023-2024 attacks on Red Sea shipping demonstrated the ability to project force across an entire region – something they could not do in 2015. The U.S. and UK are now bombing Yemen directly, having created the conditions for the very threat they claim to be addressing.

The 4.6 billion in U.S. arms sales that fueled the war dwarfs the humanitarian aid provided to address the catastrophe those weapons created. Lockheed Martin, Raytheon, Boeing, and General Dynamics have profited enormously from the conflict. The Saudi relationship – built on petrodollars, arms sales, and geopolitical convenience – has proven more valuable to American policymakers than the lives of Yemeni children.

Yemen reveals the structural incentives that make American war-making so difficult to stop. The arms industry profits from weapons sales. The executive branch values the Saudi alliance. The military provides support as a matter of institutional routine. Congressional opposition is structurally insufficient to overcome a presidential veto. The American public is largely unaware of the war and its consequences. Each element of the system has its own logic; together they produce a machine that enables mass killing with no mechanism for accountability or restraint.

The 377,000 dead, the 85,000 starved children, the 2.5 million cholera cases, the generation of traumatized and malnourished survivors – these are not the unintended consequences of American policy. They are the predictable and predicted results of a deliberate decision to arm and support a military campaign against one of the poorest countries on earth, made by officials who understood exactly what would happen and chose to proceed because the Saudi relationship was deemed more important than Yemeni lives. That is not a failure of policy. It is the policy working as designed.”

Somalia (AFRICOM Operations)

2007–Present(19 years)

🌍 Africa ·Somalia

👥 900 troops deployed

📅 6,935 days of conflict

Ongoing U.S. military operations against al-Shabaab and ISIS-Somalia since 2007, conducted primarily through AFRICOM drone strikes, special operations raids, and ‘advise and assist’ missions. The U.S. has conducted over 280 airstrikes in Somalia since 2007, killing thousands of militants and an unknown number of civilians. Approximately 900 U.S. troops rotate through Somali bases including Baledogle Airfield and compounds in Mogadishu. Five U.S. service members and three U.S. military contractors have been killed. The campaign has oscillated wildly between escalation and withdrawal – Trump dramatically increased strikes then withdrew troops; Biden redeployed them. Al-Shabaab remains the most powerful militant group in Africa, controlling significant territory and conducting devastating attacks, despite nearly two decades of U.S. military operations.

“The Full Story

How this conflict unfolded

The United States never really left Somalia. After the humiliating 1994 withdrawal following the ‘Black Hawk Down’ disaster that killed 18 American soldiers, U.S. forces quietly returned in the 2000s under the banner of the Global War on Terror. What began as occasional airstrikes against suspected al-Qaeda operatives has metastasized into a nearly two-decade military campaign that has survived four presidential administrations, produced no strategic victory, and demonstrates the self-perpetuating logic of the ‘forever war’ better than perhaps any other U.S. military operation.

THE ORIGINS: BLOWBACK FROM BLOWBACK

The current Somalia campaign is rooted in a cascade of unintended consequences. In 2006, the Islamic Courts Union (ICU) – a coalition of sharia courts – seized control of Mogadishu and much of southern Somalia, bringing the first semblance of order to the country since the 1991 collapse of the Siad Barre government. The ICU was hardly a progressive force, but it reopened the Mogadishu airport and seaport, cleared checkpoints, and reduced piracy – accomplishments that 15 years of international intervention had failed to achieve.

The Bush administration, viewing any Islamist governance through the post-9/11 lens, backed an Ethiopian invasion in December 2006 to oust the ICU. The intervention succeeded militarily – Ethiopian forces captured Mogadishu within weeks – but the political consequences were catastrophic. The ICU’s radical youth wing, al-Shabaab (Arabic for ‘The Youth’), broke away and launched a ferocious insurgency against the Ethiopian occupation and the internationally backed Transitional Federal Government.

Al-Shabaab’s rise was textbook blowback: U.S.-supported military intervention radicalized a population, destroyed a flawed but functional governance structure, and created the exact security vacuum that enabled an extremist group to thrive. The group grew from a few hundred fighters in 2007 to an estimated 5,000-9,000 by 2010, fueled by anger at the Ethiopian occupation, clan grievances, and al-Shabaab’s ability to provide rough justice and social services in areas under its control.

THE DRONE WAR: ESCALATION WITHOUT STRATEGY

U.S. airstrikes in Somalia began in January 2007 with AC-130 gunship attacks on suspected al-Qaeda operatives. The strikes – conducted without congressional authorization, public debate, or even widespread public knowledge – established the template for the next 19 years: classified operations, disputed casualty counts, and a target list that grew year after year without ever producing decisive results.

The Obama administration treated Somalia as a laboratory for the ‘light footprint’ counterterrorism model – small numbers of special operations forces, drone strikes, and support for local partner forces (primarily the African Union’s AMISOM mission). Obama authorized approximately 36 airstrikes in Somalia over eight years, killing several al-Shabaab leaders including Ahmed Abdi Godane in 2014. But each leadership decapitation was followed by rapid replacement, and the group’s overall capability was barely dented.

The Trump administration dramatically escalated the air campaign, treating Somalia as a free-fire zone. Trump designated Somalia an ‘area of active hostilities’ in March 2017, loosening the rules of engagement and giving field commanders authority to order strikes without White House approval. The results were immediate: 35 strikes in 2017, 47 in 2018, 63 in 2019 – more in three years than Obama conducted in eight. Trump conducted more airstrikes in Somalia than in any other country during his first term.

The escalation produced no strategic breakthrough. Al-Shabaab lost some urban territory to AMISOM offensives but retained control of vast rural areas, continued its bombing campaign, and demonstrated its resilience with devastating attacks including the 2017 Mogadishu truck bombing that killed 587 people – one of the deadliest terrorist attacks in history.

THE MOGADISHU TRUCK BOMBING: THE ATTACK NOBODY NOTICED

On October 14, 2017, al-Shabaab detonated a massive truck bomb at the K5 intersection in Mogadishu, killing 587 people and wounding over 300 – more than the 2004 Madrid bombings, the 2005 London bombings, and the Bataclan attack combined. Entire buildings collapsed. Bodies were carbonized beyond recognition. The blast crater was over 50 feet wide.

The attack received minimal Western media coverage. No world leaders changed their social media profile pictures. No hashtags trended. No buildings were illuminated in Somali colors. The disparity in attention between terrorism in Western capitals and terrorism in African cities revealed the implicit hierarchy of human suffering that undergirds the War on Terror: some victims matter; others don’t.

The attack also undermined the central premise of the U.S. campaign – that airstrikes were degrading al-Shabaab’s capability. The group that the U.S. had been bombing for a decade carried out one of the deadliest terrorist attacks in modern history, demonstrating that air campaigns alone cannot defeat a deeply rooted insurgency.

U.S. BASES AND COMPOUNDS

The U.S. military presence in Somalia operates from several key installations. Baledogle Airfield, located 90 kilometers northwest of Mogadishu, serves as the primary base for drone operations and special forces staging. The facility has been significantly expanded with American investment, including runway improvements, aircraft hangars, and living facilities for rotating forces.

In Mogadishu, U.S. personnel operate from fortified compounds near the international airport, co-located with AMISOM headquarters and the Somali government’s Villa Somalia complex. Additional U.S. presence exists at forward operating locations across south-central Somalia, though the exact locations and numbers remain classified.

Camp Lemonnier in Djibouti – 800 miles north – provides strategic support, serving as the hub for MQ-9 Reaper drone flights that transit to Somali airspace. The drone flights require overflight permission from Ethiopia, which has occasionally been complicated by regional politics.

AMERICAN CASUALTIES: THE COST OF A ‘LOW-FOOTPRINT’ WAR

The U.S. has suffered at least 8 fatalities in Somalia operations since 2007:

– Staff Sergeant Alexander Conrad, killed by al-Shabaab mortar fire in the Jubaland region on June 8, 2018 – the first U.S. combat death publicly acknowledged in Somalia since 1993. – Specialist Henry Mayfield Jr. (U.S. Army), killed in the January 5, 2020 al-Shabaab attack on Manda Bay Airfield in Kenya. – Two U.S. military contractors (Department of Defense civilians) also killed in the Manda Bay attack. – Additional casualties in classified operations that have not been publicly attributed.

The Manda Bay attack was particularly significant because it struck a facility used by U.S. forces in Kenya – demonstrating that al-Shabaab could target American personnel across borders and that the ‘commuter’ model of remote operations offered no safety advantage.

THE WITHDRAWAL-REDEPLOYMENT CYCLE

Trump’s December 2020 order to withdraw approximately 700 troops from Somalia was presented as fulfilling his promise to end ‘forever wars.’ In reality, the troops simply relocated to Kenya and Djibouti, continuing operations through ‘commuter’ deployments – flying into Somalia for specific missions and then returning. Airstrikes continued at roughly the same pace. AFRICOM publicly described the arrangement as ‘inefficient and unsustainable.’

Biden reversed the withdrawal in May 2022, redeploying approximately 500 troops to Somalia and authorizing the Pentagon to target al-Shabaab leaders – essentially restoring the status quo ante. The withdrawal and redeployment accomplished nothing except demonstrating the bipartisan consensus on perpetual military engagement: the details change, the mission continues.

AL-SHABAAB: AN ENEMY THAT GROWS DESPITE BEING BOMBED

Al-Shabaab’s resilience defies the logic of military attrition. Despite 280+ U.S. airstrikes, dozens of special operations raids, and leadership decapitation strikes, the group in 2024 remains Africa’s most powerful and well-funded militant organization. Key factors explain this resilience:

Revenue: Al-Shabaab generates an estimated $100-180 million annually through a sophisticated ‘taxation’ system – extorting businesses, taxing agriculture, controlling charcoal exports, and levying fees on livestock and imports. This revenue exceeds the Somali government’s domestic revenue, giving al-Shabaab a financial advantage that no amount of airstrikes can address.

Governance: In areas under its control, al-Shabaab provides courts (applying sharia law but perceived as less corrupt than government courts), conflict resolution, and basic services. Many Somalis, while not ideologically aligned with al-Shabaab, prefer its governance to the corrupt, clan-based politics of the internationally backed government.

Recruitment: Each U.S. airstrike that kills civilians becomes a recruitment tool. Al-Shabaab’s narrative – that foreign powers are bombing Somalia – resonates in communities where people have experienced drone strikes firsthand. The group draws from a population where 70% of people are under 30, unemployment exceeds 60%, and legitimate economic opportunities are virtually nonexistent.

Clan dynamics: Somalia’s clan system provides al-Shabaab with a recruitment base and protection network that outsiders cannot penetrate. The group has embedded itself in clan structures, making it impossible to eliminate through military means alone.

THE CIVILIAN TOLL

Civilian casualties from U.S. operations in Somalia are poorly documented and almost certainly significantly underreported. AFRICOM claims that its strikes are ‘precision’ operations with minimal civilian harm. Independent monitors – Airwars, Amnesty International, and the Bureau of Investigative Journalism – consistently report higher civilian death tolls.

Amnesty International’s 2019 report ‘The Hidden US War in Somalia’ documented 14 strikes that killed at least 17 civilians (five of them children), concluding that some strikes may constitute war crimes. The report found that the U.S. military’s assessment process was fundamentally flawed – relying on post-strike intelligence that was often incomplete, biased, or deliberately minimized.

The psychological impact of drone warfare on Somali civilians extends far beyond the direct casualties. Communities living under drone surveillance – hearing the constant buzz of Reapers overhead – report pervasive anxiety, sleep disorders, and behavioral changes. The fear of strikes disrupts markets, schools, and social gatherings, effectively punishing entire populations for the actions of militant groups over which they have no control.

THE LIBERTARIAN ANALYSIS

The Somalia campaign is the perfect illustration of the GWOT’s self-perpetuating logic:

1. U.S. intervention destabilizes a country (backing the 2006 Ethiopian invasion) 2. Destabilization creates an extremist group (al-Shabaab emerges from the ruins of the ICU)

3. The extremist group is used to justify more intervention (airstrikes, special operations)

4. Intervention creates civilian casualties that fuel recruitment for the extremist group

5. The strengthened extremist group justifies further escalation

6. Return to step 3

This cycle has operated continuously since 2007 with no strategic endgame. The 2001 AUMF – written to target those responsible for 9/11 – now justifies strikes in a country that had nothing to do with 9/11, against a group that didn’t exist on 9/11, in a war that most Americans don’t know is happening. The approximately $5 billion spent on Somalia operations since 2007 has produced no measurable progress toward defeating al-Shabaab, while the group’s revenue, territory, and attack capability remain formidable. This is not a war America is winning slowly – it is a war that has no definition of winning.”

War Against ISIS

2014–Present(12 years)

🌍 Middle East ·Iraq, Syria

👥 5,000 troops deployed

📅 4,380 days of conflict

Operation Inherent Resolve – US-led coalition against ISIS/ISIL after they captured Mosul and declared a “caliphate.” Over 34,000 airstrikes. ISIS territorial caliphate defeated by 2019 but insurgency continues. 2,500 US troops remain in Iraq and 900 in Syria as of 2026.

“The Full Story

How this conflict unfolded

The war against ISIS (2014-present) is the ultimate story of American foreign policy blowback – the U.S. created the conditions for the Islamic State through the catastrophic 2003 Iraq invasion, then spent $115 billion and five years destroying the monster it had birthed, only to see ISIS evolve into a global insurgency that continues to claim lives worldwide.

ISIS emerged from the ashes of al-Qaeda in Iraq, founded by Abu Musab al-Zarqawi in 2004. But the group’s transformation into a proto-state began with Obama’s Syrian intervention and the collapse of Iraqi governance under Nouri al-Maliki. When Paul Bremer disbanded the Iraqi military in 2003, he created 400,000 unemployed soldiers with military training, weapons expertise, and burning grievances against the United States. Many became the military backbone of ISIS – particularly after Maliki’s sectarian government systematically purged Sunni officers and politicians from 2006-2014.

ISIS burst onto the global stage in June 2014 with a shock offensive that captured Mosul, Iraq’s second-largest city, with just 1,500 fighters routing 30,000 Iraqi soldiers. The Iraqi army – built over 11 years at a cost of $25 billion in U.S. training and equipment – dissolved in 72 hours. Soldiers abandoned uniforms, weapons, and vehicles in the streets, fleeing in their underwear. ISIS captured $429 million from Mosul’s banks, thousands of vehicles, and enough heavy weapons to equip a conventional army.

On June 29, 2014, ISIS declared a ‘caliphate’ stretching from eastern Syria to western Iraq – an area the size of Great Britain controlling 8 million people. Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi, the self-proclaimed caliph, imposed a regime of medieval savagery: public beheadings, mass executions, crucifixions, sex slavery, forced conversions, and the systematic destruction of ancient cultural heritage. ISIS militants used sledgehammers and explosives to destroy 2,000-year-old artifacts in Palmyra, bulldozed the ancient city of Nimrud, and blew up the tomb of the prophet Jonah in Mosul.

ISIS perfected the art of terror as propaganda. The group’s slickly produced execution videos – featuring the beheadings of American journalists James Foley, Steven Sotloff, and aid workers Peter Kassig and Kayla Mueller – shocked the world and forced Obama’s hand. The sight of orange-clad prisoners being burned alive in cages, thrown from buildings, or drowned in swimming pools was designed to terrorize enemies and recruit followers. It worked: ISIS attracted 40,000 foreign fighters from 110 countries, more than any jihadist group in history.

The U.S. response, Operation Inherent Resolve, began with humanitarian airdrops to trapped Yazidis on Mount Sinjar in August 2014. But the campaign quickly escalated into the largest U.S. military operation since the Iraq War. Over 34,000 Coalition airstrikes were conducted against ISIS targets across Iraq and Syria from 2014-2019, supported by 5,000 U.S. troops, Kurdish Peshmerga forces, Iraqi security forces, and Syrian Democratic Forces.

The battle for Mosul (October 2016 – July 2017) epitomized the campaign’s brutal arithmetic. Iraqi forces, supported by U.S. airpower and special operations advisers, fought a nine-month urban battle that reduced much of the city to rubble. An estimated 9,000-11,000 civilians died in the fighting – more than the total number of ISIS fighters in the city. Entire neighborhoods were flattened by Coalition airstrikes and Iraqi artillery. By the time Mosul was ‘liberated,’ it looked like Stalingrad after the Nazis.

The destruction of Raqqa was even more complete. The Syrian Democratic Forces, backed by 4,000 U.S. airstrikes, systematically demolished ISIS’s de facto capital. The city was 80% destroyed, with civilian casualties in the thousands. Coalition forces fired 35,000 artillery rounds and dropped 20,000 tons of explosives on a city of 200,000 people. Raqqa was ‘saved’ by being annihilated.

The human cost of the anti-ISIS campaign is staggering and poorly documented. Airwars, an independent monitoring group, estimates that Coalition strikes killed between 8,000 and 13,000 civilians in Iraq and Syria. The Pentagon acknowledges only 1,400 civilian deaths – a ten-fold discrepancy that reveals either systematic undercounting or willful blindness. Iraqi government forces, Kurdish militias, and Syrian groups supported by the U.S. killed thousands more civilians in ground operations.

By March 2019, ISIS had lost its last territorial stronghold at Baghuz, Syria. The caliphate was destroyed, al-Baghdadi was killed in a U.S. special operations raid, and the group’s territorial ambitions were crushed. But ISIS didn’t disappear – it evolved. The group now operates as a decentralized insurgency across Iraq, Syria, Afghanistan, the Philippines, West Africa, and the Sahel. ISIS-affiliated attacks in Iraq alone killed over 1,000 people in 2023.

The libertarian analysis is devastating: the United States spent $2 trillion destroying the Iraqi state in 2003, creating the conditions for ISIS to emerge. It then spent $115 billion more destroying ISIS’s territorial caliphate, killing thousands of additional civilians in the process. ISIS still exists as a global insurgency, Syrian and Iraqi cities lie in ruins, millions remain displaced, and 3,400 U.S. troops remain indefinitely deployed across Iraq and Syria with no exit strategy. This is the ultimate expression of the military-industrial complex: the U.S. government created a problem, spent vast sums ‘solving’ it, and then maintained a permanent military presence to ‘manage’ the consequences. The war against ISIS proves that American military intervention creates more problems than it solves.”

Global Drone Campaign

2004–Present (22 years)

🌍 Multiple (Pakistan, Yemen, Somalia, Libya) ·Pakistan, Yemen, Somalia, Libya

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📅 8,030 days of conflict

The Global Drone Campaign (2004-present) represents the most significant transformation in American warfare since the nuclear bomb: the development of a permanent, worldwide apparatus for extrajudicial killing by remote control. Operating across at least seven countries – Pakistan, Yemen, Somalia, Afghanistan, Iraq, Syria, and Libya – the United States has conducted over 14,000 drone strikes since 2004, killing an estimated 8,858-16,901 people including 910-2,200 civilians and 283-454 children (Bureau of Investigative Journalism estimates). The program, conducted jointly by the CIA and the Pentagon’s Joint Special Operations Command (JSOC), operates under the legal authority of the 2001 Authorization for Use of Military Force – a 60-word resolution passed to authorize action against the perpetrators of 9/11, now stretched to cover killings in countries the U.S. has never declared war on, against organizations that did not exist on September 11, 2001. The campaign has included the deliberate killing of American citizens without trial, the use of “signature strikes” targeting unidentified individuals based on behavioral patterns, and the systematic undercounting of civilian casualties through the classification of all military-age males in strike zones as combatants. Zero American military personnel have been killed in drone operations, making it warfare without political cost – and therefore warfare without democratic accountability.

“The Full Story

How this conflict unfolded

The Global Drone Campaign is the most morally consequential military program in American history since the atomic bomb – not because of the scale of killing, which is modest by the standards of America’s major wars, but because of what it represents: the routinization of extrajudicial execution as a permanent instrument of state policy, operated without meaningful oversight, accountability, or democratic consent.

The program began almost accidentally. In the aftermath of 9/11, the CIA armed Predator surveillance drones with Hellfire missiles, creating a weapon that could find, track, and kill a human being from the other side of the world with the press of a button. The first successful strike killed al-Qaeda commander Mohammed Atef in Afghanistan in November 2001. By 2004, the CIA was conducting strikes in Pakistan’s tribal areas. By 2009, the program had expanded to Yemen and Somalia. By 2020, a drone was used to assassinate a senior military official of a sovereign nation – Iranian General Qasem Soleimani – at a civilian airport.

The evolution from targeted killing of identified al-Qaeda leaders to the routine execution of unidentified individuals based on behavioral patterns occurred gradually, without public debate, congressional authorization, or judicial review. The two most consequential innovations were “signature strikes” and the redefinition of “combatant.”

Signature strikes, introduced around 2008, authorized the killing of people whose identities were unknown but whose behavior, observed through drone cameras from thousands of miles away, fit patterns that analysts associated with militant activity. Loading a vehicle, traveling in a convoy, gathering in a group – these “signatures” could trigger a Hellfire missile. The people being killed were frequently unknown to their killers. In one five-month period in Afghanistan (Operation Haymaker), 90% of those killed were not the intended targets.

The redefinition of “combatant” was even more insidious. The Obama administration adopted a policy of counting all military-age males (roughly 16-65) killed in a strike zone as combatants unless posthumous evidence specifically proved otherwise. Since the dead cannot protest their innocence and investigations in remote tribal areas are nearly impossible, this classification method effectively guaranteed that civilian casualties would be systematically undercounted. Official U.S. government casualty figures were, by design, fiction.

The Pakistan campaign was the most intensive theater of drone warfare. Between 2004 and 2018, the CIA conducted approximately 430 strikes in Pakistan’s Federally Administered Tribal Areas, primarily in North and South Waziristan. The Bureau of Investigative Journalism estimates these strikes killed between 2,515 and 4,026 people, including 424-969 civilians and 172-207 children. The strikes peaked under Obama, averaging one every three days in 2010.

The human cost in Pakistan’s tribal areas was devastating beyond the raw casualty numbers. Stanford and NYU’s “Living Under Drones” report (2012) documented the psychological terrorism inflicted on civilian populations who lived under the constant buzz of surveillance drones. Children were afraid to go to school. Families were afraid to attend funerals (which were targeted by “double-tap” strikes). Communities were afraid to gather for tribal meetings (jirgas) – a March 2011 strike on a jirga in Datta Khel killed 42 tribal elders meeting to resolve a mining dispute. The report concluded that drones had created “a pervasive atmosphere of fear and anxiety” among civilians who had no connection to militancy.

The Yemen campaign, conducted by both the CIA and JSOC, targeted al-Qaeda in the Arabian Peninsula (AQAP) and later the Houthi movement. Between 2002 and 2023, the U.S. conducted approximately 400 strikes in Yemen, killing an estimated 1,100-1,700 people including 130-230 civilians. The most legally and morally consequential strikes occurred in 2011: the deliberate killing of American citizen Anwar al-Awlaki on September 30, and the killing of his 16-year-old son Abdulrahman two weeks later.

The al-Awlaki killings represent the most extreme assertion of executive power in American history. Anwar al-Awlaki was an American citizen, born in New Mexico, who became an al-Qaeda propagandist and was involved in operational planning. He was undoubtedly dangerous. But he was never indicted, never charged with a crime, and never given any opportunity to surrender or contest the evidence against him. His killing was authorized by a secret Justice Department memo, reviewed by no court, and carried out by CIA operatives in a foreign country. When the ACLU filed suit challenging the program, the government argued that the president’s authority to kill American citizens was a “political question” beyond judicial review – effectively claiming that the executive branch has unreviewable power over life and death.

The killing of 16-year-old Abdulrahman was even more disturbing. Born in Denver, the teenager had no known involvement in terrorism. He was killed while eating dinner at an outdoor restaurant. The government offered no coherent justification, and when pressed, White House Press Secretary Robert Gibbs suggested the boy “should have had a more responsible father.” In 2017, the al-Awlaki family’s suffering was compounded when 8-year-old Nawar al-Awlaki, Anwar’s daughter, was killed in a Navy SEAL raid in Yemen authorized by President Trump.

The Somalia campaign, conducted primarily by AFRICOM under both CIA and military authority, targeted al-Shabaab militants. Between 2007 and 2023, the U.S. conducted approximately 280 strikes in Somalia, killing an estimated 1,200-2,100 people including 15-70 civilians (though these figures are likely significant underestimates due to the difficulty of monitoring strikes in Somalia’s remote areas). Trump dramatically escalated strikes in Somalia, declaring portions of the country “areas of active hostilities” that allowed field commanders to authorize strikes without White House approval.

The rivalry between the CIA and JSOC drone programs created a parallel killing bureaucracy with different rules and oversight structures. The CIA’s program, as a covert action, was subject to congressional intelligence committee notification but not public disclosure. JSOC’s program, as a military operation, operated under different legal authorities and targeting procedures. In practice, the existence of two parallel programs meant that if one had restrictions, targets could be passed to the other. This bureaucratic competition actually expanded the killing – each program had institutional incentives to demonstrate its value by conducting more strikes.

The technology of remote killing also created a new form of psychological injury. Drone operators, sitting in climate-controlled trailers at Creech Air Force Base in Nevada or other installations, watched their targets for days or weeks through high-resolution cameras – observing their daily routines, their families, their children – before pressing the button that killed them. Then they watched the aftermath in real-time video: the explosion, the body parts, the survivors stumbling through the rubble. At the end of their shift, they drove home to have dinner with their own families. Studies found that PTSD rates among drone operators were comparable to those of combat troops – the intimacy of killing from a screen, combined with the bizarre normalcy of commuting to and from assassination, created a unique form of moral injury.

The strategic failure of the drone campaign is now well-documented. Multiple studies – by Stanford University, NYU, the Stimson Center, and former military and intelligence officials – have concluded that drone strikes are counterproductive in the long term. Every civilian killed creates a family with legitimate grievances against the United States. Every mistaken strike on a wedding, funeral, or tribal gathering radicalizes communities that had no previous hostility toward America. A retired general told the Stanford researchers: “Drone strikes are like mowing the grass. You kill the leaders, and new ones grow back – often more radical than the ones you killed.”

The numbers tell the story of strategic failure: despite killing thousands of suspected militants over two decades, the organizations targeted by drones have generally grown rather than shrunk. Al-Qaeda in the Arabian Peninsula was more dangerous in 2015 than in 2009 despite hundreds of drone strikes. Al-Shabaab controlled more territory in 2020 than in 2011. The Taliban won the war in Afghanistan. The drone campaign has been tactically effective at killing individuals while being strategically irrelevant to the conflicts it was supposed to resolve.

Perhaps the most consequential legacy of the drone campaign is the precedent it sets for other nations. The United States established that a government can kill anyone, anywhere, without trial, evidence, or accountability, based on secret intelligence reviewed by no independent authority. China, Russia, Turkey, Iran, and dozens of other nations are now developing or have developed armed drone capabilities. The norms the U.S. established – that sovereignty is no barrier to assassination, that “signature” behavior can justify killing, that transparency is optional – will be invoked by every authoritarian government that acquires this technology. The world the drone campaign created is one where everyone lives under the shadow of potential execution by remote control – a dystopia pioneered by the world’s oldest democracy.”

Global War on Terror (Other Operations)

2001–Present(25 years)

🌍 Global ·Philippines, Pakistan, Kenya, Djibouti, Libya, Cameroon, Uganda, Mali, Tunisia

👥 12,000 troops deployed

📅 9,125 days of conflict

Beyond the major wars in Afghanistan, Iraq, and Syria, the United States conducts counterterrorism operations in at least 78 countries spanning every continent except Antarctica. U.S. Special Forces have deployed to 149 countries – 75% of the world’s nations. These operations include training missions, intelligence operations, drone strikes, special operations raids, ‘advise and assist’ deployments, secret detention and interrogation programs, extraordinary rendition flights, signals intelligence collection, and the construction of a vast network of military bases and lily-pad outposts across Africa, Asia, the Middle East, and Southeast Asia. The ‘Other Operations’ category encompasses the full scope of the Global War on Terror beyond the named conflicts – a shadow war fought largely in secret, authorized by a single 60-word sentence passed three days after 9/11.

“The Full Story

How this conflict unfolded

The ‘Global War on Terror’ – the umbrella term for America’s post-9/11 military campaigns – expanded far beyond Afghanistan and Iraq into a shadowy, globe-spanning network of military operations that touches every inhabited continent. Under the 2001 Authorization for Use of Military Force (AUMF) – a 60-word sentence passed three days after September 11 in a moment of national trauma – the United States has conducted military operations in at least 85 countries, deployed special forces to 149 nations, and built a counterterrorism infrastructure that would make George Orwell blanch.

This entry covers the ‘other’ operations – the ones beyond the named conflicts, the ones most Americans don’t know exist. They include the Combined Joint Task Force – Horn of Africa (CJTF-HOA), operating from Camp Lemonnier in Djibouti with 4,000+ personnel conducting strikes and surveillance across East Africa. They include the Trans-Sahara Counterterrorism Partnership, spending $100 million annually across 10 West African nations to train local militaries that frequently overthrow their own governments (as Niger demonstrated in 2023). They include Operation Enduring Freedom – Philippines, where 600+ Special Forces spent over a decade hunting Abu Sayyaf in the jungles of Mindanao. They include scores of smaller deployments, training missions, and intelligence operations that collectively constitute the largest sustained military enterprise in human history.

THE LEGAL FRAMEWORK: A BLANK CHECK FOR GLOBAL WAR

The foundation of the entire enterprise is the 2001 AUMF, which authorizes the president to use “all necessary and appropriate force against those nations, organizations, or persons he determines planned, authorized, committed, or aided the terrorist attacks that occurred on September 11, 2001.” This 60-word sentence has been interpreted by four successive administrations to authorize military operations against groups that didn’t exist on 9/11 (ISIS, al-Shabaab, ISIS-K, AQIM), in countries that had nothing to do with 9/11 (Somalia, Niger, Libya, Philippines, Yemen), using methods never contemplated by Congress (drone assassination of American citizens, indefinite detention without trial, extraordinary rendition to torture states).

Only one member of Congress voted against the AUMF: Representative Barbara Lee of California. She warned it was a “blank check” for endless war. She received death threats and was called a traitor. Twenty-five years later, she has been proven prophetic beyond her worst fears.

THE SECRET PRISON AND TORTURE PROGRAM

One of the darkest chapters of the GWOT was the CIA’s Detention and Interrogation Program – a network of secret prisons (‘black sites’) where terrorism suspects were subjected to what the government euphemistically called ‘enhanced interrogation techniques.’ The 2014 Senate Torture Report documented the full horror: waterboarding (simulated drowning), rectal feeding and rectal rehydration (sexual assault), sleep deprivation for up to 180 hours (over 7 days), stress positions causing permanent physical damage, confinement in coffin-sized boxes, mock executions, threats against detainees’ families, and ice water immersion causing hypothermia.

The black sites operated in Thailand (‘Cat’s Eye’), Poland (Stare Kiejkuty), Romania (‘Bright Light’), Lithuania, Afghanistan (‘Salt Pit’ and ‘Cobalt’), and other undisclosed locations. At the Salt Pit in Afghanistan, detainee Gul Rahman was chained to a concrete floor in freezing temperatures and died of hypothermia. No one was prosecuted.

The extraordinary rendition program was equally horrifying. The CIA operated a fleet of aircraft through front companies (Aero Contractors, Jeppesen Dataplan), flying prisoners to countries known for torture – Egypt, Syria, Morocco, Jordan, Uzbekistan – where they were interrogated using methods even the CIA wouldn’t employ directly. Over 136 individuals were rendered between 2001-2005. Some were entirely innocent – Maher Arar, a Canadian citizen, was rendered to Syria based on faulty intelligence and tortured for a year before being released without charges. Khaled El-Masri, a German citizen, was kidnapped in Macedonia, rendered to Afghanistan, tortured for five months, and then dumped on a roadside in Albania when the CIA realized they had the wrong man.

The Senate Torture Report concluded that the CIA’s techniques produced no actionable intelligence that couldn’t have been obtained through legal interrogation methods. The program’s architects – psychologists James Mitchell and Bruce Jessen, who were paid $81 million to design the torture program – faced no criminal consequences. CIA Director Gina Haspel, who oversaw the Thailand black site, was promoted.

THE HORN OF AFRICA: CAMP LEMONNIER AND CJTF-HOA

Camp Lemonnier in Djibouti – a tiny nation strategically located at the mouth of the Red Sea – became America’s most important African military installation. Established in 2002, it grew from a small outpost to a sprawling base hosting over 4,000 personnel, serving as the hub for the Combined Joint Task Force – Horn of Africa (CJTF-HOA). From Lemonnier, the U.S. conducts drone strikes in Yemen and Somalia, surveillance across East Africa, special operations raids, and training missions for partner forces across the region.

The base’s $1.4 billion expansion transformed it from a temporary counterterrorism outpost into a permanent military installation – a de facto American colony in Africa, leased from the Djiboutian government for $63 million per year. Djibouti also hosts military bases from France, China, Japan, and Italy – making it the most militarized patch of real estate on earth relative to its size.

CJTF-HOA’s Area of Responsibility covers 20 countries across East Africa and the Arabian Peninsula. Its operations range from visible humanitarian missions (well-drilling, school construction) to classified strikes and intelligence operations. The task force has been instrumental in the drone campaigns against al-Shabaab in Somalia and AQAP in Yemen – campaigns that have killed thousands, including hundreds of civilians, with minimal public awareness or congressional oversight.

THE TRANS-SAHARA COUNTERTERRORISM PARTNERSHIP

The Trans-Sahara Counterterrorism Partnership (TSCTP), launched in 2005 as an expansion of the Pan-Sahel Initiative, represents America’s attempt to prevent the Sahara-Sahel region from becoming the next Afghanistan. The program spans 10 countries – Mali, Niger, Chad, Mauritania, Nigeria, Senegal, Morocco, Algeria, Tunisia, and Burkina Faso – providing training, equipment, intelligence sharing, and joint exercises to partner militaries.

The irony is brutal: TSCTP-trained officers have led military coups in Mali (2012, 2020, 2021), Burkina Faso (2022), Niger (2023), and Guinea (2021). Captain Amadou Sanogo, who overthrew Mali’s democratic government in 2012, was trained by U.S. Special Forces. The U.S. literally trained the soldiers who destroyed the democracies the program was supposed to protect. The pattern is consistent: American military training strengthens armies that then seize power, creating the instability that justifies more American involvement.

After the 2023 Niger coup – which expelled U.S. forces and handed a $110 million drone base to Russian Wagner mercenaries – the entire Sahel strategy collapsed. Mali, Burkina Faso, and Niger formed a new alliance, expelled French and American forces, and turned to Russia for military support. Twenty years and billions of dollars in American investment produced nothing – less than nothing, since the region is now aligned with Moscow.

OPERATION ENDURING FREEDOM – PHILIPPINES

Operation Enduring Freedom – Philippines (OEF-P) was one of the GWOT’s earliest and most sustained secondary fronts. From 2002 to 2015, 600+ U.S. Special Forces operated in Mindanao and the Sulu Archipelago, targeting Abu Sayyaf Group (ASG) – a Moro separatist-jihadist organization responsible for kidnappings, bombings, and the 2004 SuperFerry 14 bombing that killed 116 people.

The Philippines operation was initially considered a success story – Abu Sayyaf was degraded from 1,200+ fighters to a few hundred, key leaders were killed or captured, and the U.S. maintained its relationship with Manila. But the operation also demonstrated the GWOT’s whack-a-mole problem: as Abu Sayyaf weakened, elements pledged allegiance to ISIS, and in 2017, ISIS-affiliated militants seized the city of Marawi, triggering a five-month battle that killed over 1,100 people and displaced 360,000.

The Philippines deployment cost an estimated $6.4 billion over 13 years and involved direct combat (despite the ‘advisory’ label) – including the 2002 rescue mission for hostage Martin Burnham (who was killed during the rescue) and numerous firefights in the jungles of Mindanao and Basilan.

THE SURVEILLANCE STATE

The GWOT’s most pervasive domestic legacy is the surveillance apparatus revealed by Edward Snowden in 2013. Programs like PRISM (collecting data from Google, Facebook, Apple, Microsoft, and other tech companies), UPSTREAM (tapping undersea fiber optic cables), XKeyscore (searching nearly all internet activity in real-time), and BOUNDLESS INFORMANT (tracking metadata collection) demonstrated that the U.S. government had built the most comprehensive surveillance system in human history – monitoring the communications of billions of people worldwide, including millions of American citizens.

The legal framework for this surveillance was Section 215 of the PATRIOT Act and Section 702 of FISA Amendments Act – laws passed in the GWOT’s panic that were interpreted secretly by the FISA Court to authorize mass collection far beyond what Congress intended. The NSA collected metadata on every phone call made in the United States, tracked email and internet activity globally, and shared intelligence with Five Eyes partners (UK, Australia, Canada, New Zealand) to circumvent domestic legal restrictions.

The surveillance state outlived every other aspect of the GWOT. While troops withdrew from Afghanistan and Iraq, the surveillance infrastructure remained – and expanded. The capabilities developed to track terrorists are now used for immigration enforcement, drug investigations, and domestic law enforcement. The GWOT built a surveillance architecture that the Founders’ nightmares couldn’t have imagined.

THE COST

The full financial cost of the ‘other’ GWOT operations is impossible to calculate precisely because much of the spending is classified, spread across multiple agencies (DoD, CIA, NSA, DIA, State Department), and deliberately obscured in budget documents. Brown University’s Costs of War project estimates total post-9/11 spending at over $8 trillion – including direct military operations ($2.3 trillion), veteran care ($2.2 trillion), interest on war borrowing ($1.1 trillion), Homeland Security ($1.1 trillion), and increases to the Pentagon’s base budget ($900 billion).

The ‘other operations’ – everything beyond the named conflicts – account for an estimated $80-100 billion in direct costs. But this figure is misleading because these operations are deeply intertwined with the broader GWOT infrastructure. Camp Lemonnier supports operations across multiple conflicts. SOCOM’s 70,000 personnel rotate through dozens of countries. The intelligence community’s $80+ billion annual budget serves all operations simultaneously. The true cost of America’s global counterterrorism enterprise is embedded in the Pentagon’s $900+ billion annual budget in ways that resist accounting.

THE HUMAN TOLL

Brown University estimates that post-9/11 wars have directly killed over 940,000 people and displaced 38 million – more than any conflict since World War II. The ‘other operations’ have killed thousands: drone strikes in Pakistan (2,500-4,000), Yemen (1,500+), Somalia (1,200+), and Libya (500+). Special operations raids have killed hundreds more. Extraordinary rendition and torture programs destroyed dozens of lives even among those who survived. And the indirect deaths – from destroyed healthcare systems, displacement, malnutrition, and the cascading effects of destabilization – number in the hundreds of thousands.

The U.S. military’s own casualty figures for ‘other operations’ are deliberately understated. The 65 deaths and 150 wounded listed here represent only acknowledged combat casualties in named operations outside the major war zones. The true figure – including training accidents, classified operations, and contractor deaths – is significantly higher.

THE PERPETUAL WAR MACHINE

The most profound consequence of the GWOT’s ‘other operations’ is institutional: the creation of a self-perpetuating war machine that generates its own justification. The pattern is consistent across every theater: U.S. intervention destabilizes a region → destabilization creates extremism → extremism justifies more intervention → intervention creates more destabilization. This cycle has operated in Somalia, Yemen, Libya, the Sahel, Pakistan, and the Philippines for over two decades with no end in sight.

The 2001 AUMF provides the legal lubrication for this perpetual motion machine. Each new group – al-Shabaab, ISIS, AQIM, ISIS-K, Jundallah, Boko Haram – is declared an ‘associated force’ of al-Qaeda, bringing it under the AUMF’s umbrella regardless of any actual connection to 9/11. The authorization has metastasized from a response to a specific attack into a general license for global war – exactly the kind of permanent military establishment the Founders warned against in every major founding document.

The libertarian critique is devastating: the United States government has used the shock of 9/11 to construct a permanent warfare state operating across the globe with minimal oversight, no democratic accountability, and no defined enemy, battlefield, or objective. The ‘war on terror’ – like the ‘war on drugs’ and the ‘war on poverty’ – is a war against a concept, which means it can never be won and therefore never needs to end. It is the perfect war for those who profit from war.”

May 8 2026 On this Victory Europe Day Celebrating Liberation From the Nazis, As World War Three Rages in Ukraine, Palestine, and Iran, and the Captured State of Vichy America Is Riven By Tyranny and Resistance, Let Us Liberate All of Humankind From Fascisms of Blood, Faith, and Soil, From Imperial Conquest and Dominion, and From the Bureaucratic Terror of Tyrants and Their Carceral States of Force and Control

February 26 2026 How It All Began; World War Three, the Capture of America and the Subversion of Democracy by Traitor Trump and the Fourth Reich, the Russian Invasion of Ukraine, and the Fall of Civilization

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November 11 2026 Anniversary of the 1919 Armistice Day Massacre of the IWW in Centralia Washington

This is a day which recalls to me not the heroism of our veterans in battle on foreign shores nor the endless roll call of our sacred dead who have fallen in such distant and oft-forgotten places, but of those whose struggles to survive here upon returning home have been met not with brotherhood and solidarity but with abandonment and brutal repression. 

Veterans Day has always been a family day of remembrance for us as with most Americans, so many of us having personal connections with veterans. Both my father and my partner Theresa’s father Gene to begin with, Navy and Army respectively and having grown up together until pulled apart by service in the Korean War. My father escaped a North Korean POW camp with three others, one of whom was killed in the breakout; they carried the body all the way back to the South. Then there are her uncles, four of her father’s older brothers who served in the Second World War, among them Tom having been shot 70 times in the Pacific and returned to build a sawmill and homestead in the mountains near Sherman Pass for rehabilitation; my uncles Sargent John Weeks US Army who was a Bataan Death March survivor and after that fought in the Battle of Okinawa and in the Korean War, Commander Robert Eigell USN who was instrumental in the development of the Navy’s EOD service during World War Two, and Captain Terry Baker US Marines who flew close support planes in the Korean and Vietnam conflicts and later the U-2. As today is the 250th anniversary of the Corps, Happy Birthday, Marines.

I remember also my sister Erin’s partner Tom Newman, who began as a US Army Ranger LT, changed his MOS to Intelligence and earned the Special Forces patch, then vanished into the special operations community for 27 years of service, til he died of covid as a federal agent assigned to Hong Kong. Erin says the Army played the Ballad of the Green Berets at his funeral, on bagpipes, and never was there a more mournful wailing. 

But its never the whole story, the glorious heroes who won for us all our liberty; there are also those whose lives were lost or destroyed.

A lovely green light will be cast on Spokane’s fairytale castle of a city hall tonight in honor of our veterans, called Operation Green Light, which is a nice gesture of remembrance, but I wish we could feed, house, and provide healthcare for all of us, including the countless veterans living and dying forgotten in our streets right now. A boy whom my partner Dolly raised in part over some years as he was often neglected or abandoned by his father who refused to let her adopt him is or was one of Spokane’s two thousand homeless veterans, he returned from Iraq addicted to oxycontin prescribed to him in a military hospital after being wounded in action, and insane; he thinks he’s Jesus and gives sermons to the pigeons. It’s been over a decade since anyone has seen or heard of him, vanished as if he had never been, and I wonder how many are there like him, used and thrown away like the waste products of the system of wealth and power of other people to whom they are nothing?

When Trump called our servicemen “suckers and losers” in a visit to their graves in France, and asked his handlers; ”Why did they do it? What’s in it for them?” he gave voice to the contempt of his whole class for the service of others, something beyond his understanding. 

It has always been thus, the poor fed into the machine which creates and enforces hegemonic elites, their lives the raw material of their master’s wealth, power, and privilege. Military service in particular subjugates us to authority through fictitious illusions of honor and of loyalty as identitarian nationalism.

As written by Eugene V. Debs in Jacobin, in an essay entitled The Exploitation of Veterans Day: How should we observe Veterans Day? By working to eradicate war and the economic system that helps produce it.; “I  have just returned from a visit over yonder, where three of our most loyal comrades are paying the penalty for their devotion to the cause of the working class. They have come to realize, as many of us have, that it is extremely dangerous to exercise the constitutional right of free speech in a country fighting to make democracy safe in the world.

I realize that, in speaking to you this afternoon, there are certain limitations placed upon the right of free speech. I must be exceedingly careful, prudent, as to what I say, and even more careful and prudent as to how I say it. I may not be able to say all I think; but I am not going to say anything that I do not think.

I would rather a thousand times be a free soul in jail than to be a sycophant and coward in the streets. They may put those boys in jail — and some of the rest of us in jail — but they cannot put the socialist movement in jail. Those prison bars separate their bodies from ours, but their souls are here this afternoon. They are simply paying the penalty that all men have paid in all the ages of history for standing erect, and for seeking to pave the way to better conditions for mankind.

If it had not been for the men and women who, in the past, have had the moral courage to go to jail, we would still be in the jungles.

They tell us that we live in a great free republic; that our institutions are democratic; that we are a free and self-governing people. This is too much, even for a joke. But it is not a subject for levity; it is an exceedingly serious matter.

The other day they sentenced Kate Richards O’Hare to the penitentiary for five years. Think of sentencing a woman to the penitentiary simply for talking. The United States, under plutocratic rule, is the only country that would send a woman to prison for five years for exercising the right of free speech. If this be treason, let them make the most of it.

Who appoints our federal judges? The people? In all the history of the country, the working class have never named a federal judge. There are 121 of these judges and every solitary one holds his position, his tenure, through the influence and power of corporate capital. The corporations and trusts dictate their appointment. And when they go to the bench, they go, not to serve the people, but to serve the interests that place them and keep them where they are.

Why, the other day, by a vote of 5-4 — a kind of craps game — come seven, come ’leven — they declared the child labor law unconstitutional — a law secured after twenty years of education and agitation on the part of all kinds of people.

And yet, by a majority of one, the Supreme Court a body of corporation lawyers, with just one exception, wiped that law from the statute books — and this in our so-called democracy — so that we may continue to grind the flesh and blood and bones of puny little children into profits for the Junkers of Wall Street.

And this in a country that boasts of fighting to make the world safe for democracy! The history of this country is being written in the blood of the childhood the industrial lords have murdered.

These are not palatable truths to them. They do not like to hear them; and what is more they do not want you to hear them. And that is why they brand us as undesirable citizens, and as disloyalists and traitors.

If we were actual traitors — traitors to the people and to their welfare and progress, we would be regarded as eminently respectable citizens of the republic; we would hold high office, have princely incomes, and ride in limousines; and we would be pointed out as the elect who have succeeded in life in honorable pursuit, and worthy of emulation by the youth of the land. It is precisely because we are disloyal to the traitors that we are loyal to the people of this nation.

Wars throughout history have been waged for conquest and plunder. In the Middle Ages, when the feudal lords who inhabited the castles whose towers may still be seen along the Rhine concluded to enlarge their domains, to increase their power, their prestige, and their wealth, they declared war upon one another.

But they themselves did not go to war any more than the modern feudal lords, the barons of Wall Street go to war. The feudal barons of the Middle Ages, the economic predecessors of the capitalists of our day, declared all wars. And their miserable serfs fought all the battles.

The poor, ignorant serfs had been taught to revere their masters; to believe that when their masters declared war upon one another, it was their patriotic duty to fall upon one another and to cut one another’s throats for the profit and glory of the lords and barons who held them in contempt.

And that is war in a nutshell. The master class has always declared the wars; the subject class has always fought the battles. The master class has had all to gain and nothing to lose, while the subject class has had nothing to gain and all to lose — especially their lives.

They have always taught and trained you to believe it to be your patriotic duty to go to war and to have yourselves slaughtered at their command. But in all the history of the world, you, the people, have never had a voice in declaring war, and strange as it certainly appears, no war by any nation in any age has ever been declared by the people.

What a compliment it is to the socialist movement to be thus persecuted for the sake of the truth! The truth alone will make the people free. And for this reason the truth must not be permitted to reach the people. The truth has always been dangerous to the rule of the rogue, the exploiter, the robber.

So the truth must be ruthlessly suppressed. That is why they are trying to destroy the socialist movement; and every time they strike a blow they add a thousand new voices to the hosts proclaiming that socialism is the hope of humanity and has come to emancipate the people from their final form of servitude.

It is the minorities who have made the history of this world. It is the few who have had the courage to take their places at the front; who have been true enough to themselves to speak the truth that was in them; who have dared oppose the established order of things; who have espoused the cause of the suffering, struggling poor; who have upheld without regard to personal consequences the cause of freedom and righteousness. It is they, the heroic, self-sacrificing few who have made the history of the race and who have paved the way from barbarism to civilization.

The heart of the international socialist never beats a retreat.

They are continually talking about your patriotic duty. It is not their but your patriotic duty that they are concerned about. There is a decided difference. Their patriotic duty never takes them to the firing line or chucks them into the trenches.

And now among other things they are urging you to “cultivate” war gardens, while at the same time a government war report just issued shows that practically 52 percent of the arable, tillable soil is held out of use by the landlords, speculators, and profiteers. They themselves do not cultivate the soil. They could not if they would.

Nor do they allow others to cultivate it. They keep it idle to enrich themselves, to pocket the millions of dollars of unearned increment. Who is it that makes this land valuable while it is fenced in and kept out of use? It is the people. Who pockets this tremendous accumulation of value? The landlords. And these landlords who toil not and spin not are supreme among American “patriots.”

In passing I suggest that we stop a moment to think about the term “landlord.” “Landlord!” Lord of the Land! The lord of the land is indeed a superpatriot. This lord who practically owns the earth tells you that we are fighting this war to make the world safe for democracy — he who shuts out all humanity from his private domain; he who profiteers at the expense of the people who have been slain and mutilated by multiplied thousands, under pretense of being the great American patriot.

It is he, this identical patriot who is in fact the archenemy of the people; it is he that you need to wipe from power. It is he who is a far greater menace to your liberty and your well-being than the Prussian Junkers on the other side of the Atlantic ocean.

War makes possible all such crimes and outrages. And war comes in spite of the people. When Wall Street says war the press says war and the pulpit promptly follows with its “amen.”

Now what you workers need is to organize, not along craft lines but along revolutionary industrial lines. All of you workers in a given industry, regardless of your trade or occupation, should belong to one and the same union.

Political action and industrial action must supplement and sustain each other. You will never vote the socialist republic into existence. You will have to lay its foundations in industrial organization. The industrial union is the forerunner of industrial democracy. In the shop where the workers are associated is where industrial democracy has its beginning. Organize according to your industries! Get together in every department of industrial service! United and acting together for the common good your power is invincible.

When we unite and act together on the industrial field and when we vote together on Election Day we shall develop the supreme power of the one class that can and will bring permanent peace to the world. We shall then have the intelligence, the courage, and the power for our great task.

In due time industry will be organized on a cooperative basis. We shall conquer the public power. We shall then transfer the title deeds of the railroads, the telegraph lines, the mines, mills and great industries to the people in their collective capacity; we shall take possession of all these social utilities in the name of the people. We shall then have industrial democracy. We shall be a free nation whose government is of and by and for the people.

And now for all of us to do our duty! The clarion call is ringing in our ears and we cannot falter without being convicted of treason to ourselves and to our great cause. Do not worry over the charge of treason to your masters, but be concerned about the treason that involves yourselves. Be true to yourself and you cannot be a traitor to any good cause on earth.

In due time the hour will strike and this great cause triumphant — the greatest in history — will proclaim the emancipation of the working class and the brotherhood of all mankind.”

So wrote the great Socialist and union organizer Eugene V. Debs of the meaning of the First World War whose ending we celebrate today, a meaning which has now become reversed in service to power as Veteran’s Day, service which I regard not as glorious but as a tragedy of labor exploitation and a system of oppression.

Today I think of the plight of our veterans, far too many of whom die by suicide or wander the streets of our cities as homeless apparitions of the failures of our democracy which include the guarantee of our universal health care, housing, and material wellbeing as a precondition of our right to life, in terms of the Armistice Day Massacre of 1919, which occurred only a couple hours drive from my home, and with which I have a personal connection through the family of my partner Theresa. Her grandfather John F. McKay, an Industrial Workers of the World organizer and Socialist, was changed by this defining moment from an ideologically motivated politician and labor activist to a leader of direct action for whom unions were an instrument not simply for fairness and the dignity of labor, but for the survival of the powerless and the dispossessed.

Her father Gene remembered when the last IWW prisoner of this incident was freed from prison and came to live with them; Ray Becker, held for twenty years because he refused to name names or give up his fellows to the police, and refused a pardon which came attached to the enormous boat anchor of recognition of the state’s right to criminalize labor unions.

Twenty years of beatings, starvation, torture, solitary confinement in a lightless box, brutal labor, and he spoke not a word which might have saved him but damned another to anyone. That’s a man I wish I had known, and can admire as a shaping force of my partner’s family history and of the idea of labor unions and of America as a Band of Brothers.         

I can’t think of a better example of heroism to grow up with, and I’d like to share the story as it is known with us all.

    As related in the website of the Thurston-Lewis-Mason Central Labor Council; “The trial arising from the Armistice Day massacre of 1919 in Centralia, Washington would be on many lists of the most important cases arising from labor and management clashes. It was, at the time, considered one of the most important labor management cases in the United States. The incident was on the front page of the New York Times. William “Big Bill” Haywood, head of the radical union Industrial Workers of the World (IWW), was concerned that several of his members would be found guilty and sentenced to death. It seemed to some that the case might be as notorious as the Sacco and Vanzetti case. Some felt it would rank with the famous Haymarket case of 1886 in Chicago in which four men received the death penalty and were, in fact, executed.

The county in which Centralia is located was a significant center for organized labor. At that time, seventeen unions comprised the Central Trade Council. This council in turn represented an estimated 3,000 union members. The power of organized labor was evident in the Labor Day Parade on September 1st, 1919. The unions staged a parade described as “the biggest parade ever held in Centralia.” Timber workers, coal miners, barbers, printers, carpenters, retail clerks, and railway brotherhoods all took part in the parade. Plans were announced about that time to build a new labor temple.

The Centralia case arose as a result of deaths and injuries following gunfire near the union hall of the radical labor union, the Industrial Workers of the World, whose members were called “Wobblies.” The IWW is an international union founded in Chicago, Illinois, in 1905 by a few hundred socialists, anarchists, and radical trade unionists. Its radical nature is shown by its chief goal: the abolition of the wage system and control of the workplace by the workers.

Conflict between labor and management had a violent history in the Northwest timber industry. IWW union halls were raided and pillaged again and again. Members of this radical union were frequently beaten and tarred and feathered and forced to leave town. In 1918, the IWW had a union hall which was located a few blocks from the union hall used by them in 1919. That hall was attacked and wrecked by participants in the 1918 Red Cross Parade. The members inside were maltreated and driven out of town.

The union members were thus very much aware of the dangers that the 1919 parade posed to them. Both the secretary of the local and the proprietress of the hotel in which the union headquarters was located in separate meetings sought the protection from the chief of police prior to the parade. The police chief was not at all reassuring, and both parties left the meetings feeling they would be without police protection during the parade.

Moreover, the usual turn-around point for a parade was a block and a half south of the union hall. This parade was going to turn around, according to the local newspaper, two blocks farther north, which would place the paraders in front of the union hall. Why would the parade route be changed, the members wondered, other than to raid the hall? Their attorney, Elmer Smith, had been told by a friend that the raid would occur. He advised the local union secretary accordingly.

The union was so sure that the raid would occur that it printed one thousand leaflets and delivered them door to door in Centralia. The leaflet pointed out that a raid was going to occur and asked the citizens to do what they could to try to prevent this from happening.

The IWW union members had a meeting and discussed what to do. The local union secretary consulted Elmer Smith, their attorney, who advised them that the union hall was, in a sense, their meeting place, and, to fact, a secretary of the IWW union local lived there. Many of the members spent a great deal of their time in the union hall on weekends or between jobs. Therefore, Elmer Smith said, the union members had a right to defend themselves in the hall against attack threatening bodily injury or injury to their property, even if such defense necessitated the use of firearms.

The parade was scheduled to begin in the afternoon. In the morning, Attorney Elmer Smith made a trip to the IWW hall to confer again with Britt Smith. Tom Morgan, the IWW member who testified as the state’s witness, claimed to have witnessed this conversation. He testified that he saw Britt Smith pointing to the buildings across the street where IWW riflemen were to be stationed. If true, this would mean that Elmer Smith knew, and tacitly approved of the non-legal plan for self-defense. Elmer Smith only remained in the hall a few minutes.

In the afternoon some of the IWW members left the hall to station themselves elsewhere. There were several inexpensive hotels nearby which catered to loggers who lived in the logging camps on weekdays and who regularly rented rooms on the weekend.

The seven who remained in the hall were Wesley Everest, Ray Becker, Tom Morgan, Britt Smith, James McInerney, Mike Sheehan, and Bert Faulkner. Everest, Becker, Britt Smith, and McInerney were armed with a pistol. Two groups of defenders left the hall to station themselves elsewhere. Three men armed with rifles stationed themselves on Seminary Hill over a thousand feet east of the hall. They were Loren Roberts, Bert “Curley” Bland and Ole Hanson (Hanson was never apprehended.). O.C. “Commodore” Bland and John Lamb occupied a second floor room in the Arnold on the opposite side of Tower Avenue and a little north of the hall. “John Doe” Davis went with a concealed rifle to the Avalon Hotel on the opposite side of Tower Avenue and slightly south of the IWW hall. Davis was never apprehended. There was testimony that Eugene Barnett was also in or near the Avalon, but two witnesses corroborated his testimony that he was in the lobby of the Roderick Hotel when the gunfire took place which was next door to the IWW hall.

Usually there are few spectators at the very end of the parade since it is quite some distance from the heart of the business district; but quite a crowd had gathered in the area near the IWW hall. Why was this so? There were many, according to one commentator, who remembered the raid eighteen months earlier of the old IWW hall which took place while a Red Cross parade was passing nearby. Some spectators had undoubtedly heard the rumors or seen the handbills passed out by the local IWW members. Those who wanted some excitement got more than they expected that day. Curiously, one of those bystanders near the IWW hall was the county prosecuting attorney.

Warren Grim gave the command to “Halt, close up ranks!” The Centralia Legion group had already fallen well behind the Chehalis Legion group.

Far and away the most authoritative book, and indeed the only book which treats the entire incident, is Wobbly War: The Centralia Story by John McClelland, Jr. The events in Centralia resulting in the trial are best understood by quoting extensively and summarizing the key facts from his book.

The celebration of the first Armistice Day in Centralia was planned only four days in advance. Members of the Grant Hodge post met in the Elks hall on November 7 and decided it would be “strictly a military day.” They agreed to wear their uniforms. Everyone who had an American flag was to display it. And of course there would be a parade followed by a patriotic program.

The line of march would be led by the Elks band followed by the Mexican border veterans, Spanish-American War veterans, Boy Scouts, Red Cross, Salvation Army, Elks lodges of both Centralia and Chehalis, and any others who wanted to march and show their patriotism. The Chehalis and Centralia Legionnaires would be the last of the marching groups. The parade route was north on Tower to Third Street, then back the same way to the high school, where a speaker was to give an oration.

The edition of the Chronicle reporting these parade plans contained an editorial quoting a ringing resolution adopted at the recent Elks national convention pledging “all lawful means to combat the IWW and kindred organizations.” But lawful means were lacking in Centralia, or so city and county officials decided. There remained another way, used before in Centralia when action was called for and good men with right on their side were willing to act.

Raids on IWW halls in the Northwest were so numerous and effective that by the fall of 1919 few were left. In the war on Wobblies the opening of a hall in Centralia was regarded as a setback and so it was a surprise to no one, including the IWW, when plans to do something about it were openly discussed and reported. Unless law officers intervened, a raid was sure to come. It was only a question of when.

Raids were easy. No weapons were necessary. Raiders simply kicked in the door if it was locked, pushed any Wobblies on hand out into the street, then took everything that could be lifted or burned or smashed it. With a small hall like the one on Tower Avenue a raid could be over in minutes.

But when should it take place? The fact that the parade route was unprecedentedly long—all the way to Third Street before turning around, a route which would cause the parade to go past the IWW hall, located between Second and Third, going and coming—was often cited as evidence that Legionnaires decided in advance that a quick raid on the hall could be accomplished as a part of the patriotic events of Armistice Day. Parades in prior years had turned at First Street.

In any planning that was done, Legion leaders were in the forefront. Dr. Livingstone, the Legion commander, was the chairman of the Citizens Protective Association and held the office of leading knight in the Elks lodge. Warren Grimm, who succeeded Livingstone as commander of the Legion post, was a committee chairman in the protective association. Leslie Hughes, the police chief, was chaplain of the Legion, and C.D. Cunningham was historian.

It was clear that the law was not going to provide any protection. If a mob attacked, the Wobblies would have to provide their own defense, if there was to be any.

As Armistice Day neared, the men discussed their plight, and their courage improved. They convinced themselves that the hall had to be defended. Furthermore they felt challenged. The protective association, with its bold meetings reported in the press, seemed to be announcing its intentions to make an assault.

On Saturday night, the Wobblies gathered in their hall to talk about what they were going to do.

On Sunday a general meeting, open to all was held. After the meeting those who remained talked again about defense of the hall. The defense strategy was to catch them in a cross fire. Some defenders would station themselves in upstairs rooms of the rooming houses in the neighborhood where they could get a clear shot at anyone attacking the hall from the front. The Arnold and the Avalon were the closest. The Wobblies decided they had better be ready when the parade came by. Britt Smith quoted Elmer as saying, “’Britt, they are going to raid the hall. What are you going to do about it?’ I said that if they started to raid the hall, we were here, and by that I meant we were going to protect the place.”

Seven Wobblies chose to stay where the action would be, if there were any—in the hall itself. Four of these were willing to fight with guns if need be. . .Britt Smith had to stay in the hall. It was his home. And as the paid secretary of the local IWW unit, he was regarded as the chief of the local Wobblies. He had a revolver. Bland and Lamb, walking home after the Sunday night meeting, made their decision. The hall ought to be defended and they would help. They rented a room in the Arnold, almost directly opposite the hall, and went there on Armistice Day. Bland took a rifle. Lamb went unarmed.

Jack Davis was to be in the Avalon Hotel.

Ben Casagranda, an enlisted man, had come back from service overseas and opened a shoeshine parlor. He married and was living in an apartment on Center Street. His wife said she wasn’t feeling well on November 11 and didn’t intend to watch the parade. “You’d better go,” her husband said. “This may be the last time you will see me.” Then he kissed her goodbye and left. Mrs. Casagranda recalled that “afterward, when I thought over what Ben had said, I became worried and finally decided to go downtown and ask him not to march in the parade. I hurried down Tower but I was too late. The parade was going by and I found that Ben was among the marchers.”

By two o’clock the parade was moving—the band, the Boy Scouts, the color bearers, the Elks wearing their jaunty blue caps, a contingent of ex-marines and sailors, the Chehalis Legionnaires and finally the Centralia unit with Lt. Warren Grimm marching at the head. At the end, behind the Legionnaires, were several open cars carrying nurses, Red Cross workers, and citizens who just wanted to be in the parade.

A hand held high. A shouted order. These set in motion the tragedy of Armistice Day, 1919, in Centralia. All of the parade was past the Wobbly hall except the Centralia contingent and several cars bringing up the rear. The Centralia group had fallen behind and a wide gap separated it from the Chehalis Legionnaires marching ahead. But when he reached the intersection of Tower and Second, with the men he led directly in front of the hall, Warren Grimm turned, held up his arm, and called out: “Halt, close up ranks!” The rest of the parade was moving on and the space between them and the Chehalis marchers was widening rapidly.

Because of what happened within seconds after the order was given, the intent of the halt seemed to be to give the Centralians a chance to drop out of the parade, make a quick assault on the Wobbly hall, then resume the march, perhaps catching up with the rest of the parade before it reached the reviewing stand.

Some of the men talked about a raid as they marched south on Tower. One of these was Dr. Frank Bickford, at forty-nine a mature and respected medical doctor who was in the front ranks. When the order to halt was given, he decided that right then was a good time to do something about the Wobblies. He turned to others near him, volunteered to take the lead, and started for the hall. When he looked back and saw no one was following him, he hesitated. Then he heard “a commotion and hollering among the platoons in the rear.” Bickford moved on and saw others from the ranks just opposite the hall running ahead of him. They reached the hall’s entrance before he did. Faulkner, standing at the window inside the hall, heard shouts of, “Let’s go get them! Grab them! At them—get them!”

“A man at my right put his foot against the door,” Bickford later testified, “and pushed it partly open.” The gunfire from the hall signaled the other defenders. Davis from the second-story vantage point in the Avalon took aim. With his first shot, probably, he picked off Warren Grimm.

The three men stationed on Seminary Hill heard the popping of gunfire below and began to shoot. O.C. Bland, in the Arnold, didn’t get into the action. As men ran toward the hall, Bland jumped up from his seat on the bed and shoved his rifle through a window, and a piece of glass slashed a cut in the back of his hand so deep his friend Lamb was sickened by the sight.

The ex-soldiers who stormed into the hall found the front part of it empty. The firing, done only by Everest and Becker, while intense and rapid, was brief.

Everest, in a high state of excitement when he reached the alley behind the hall, turned south, and when he came to the alley’s entrance on Second Street saw two men in uniform running toward him. He fired at both. Casagranda, shot through the stomach, fell on the sidewalk. Watt was hit by a bullet that penetrated his midriff. Everest then turned and started north.

Everest’s route was through three residential blocks and many vacant lots, stables, and sheds, along the alleys, four-tenths of a mile between Second Street and the Skookumchuck River, flowing swiftly just before it converged with the Chehalis [River].

Dale Hubbard was able to find someone who handed him a pistol. He grabbed it and continued the pursuit, but when he caught sight of Everest and tried to fire, the pistol wouldn’t work.

The fleeing Everest did not try to hide. He would pause, crouch behind a shed or fence and fire a shot at his pursuers, then run on. In a few minutes he came to the bank of Skookumchuck, thick with trees and underbrush. He saw at once that he was trapped unless he could cross the river. He could not. The river was too swift and deep and he was burdened with heavy logger’s clothes and boots. Everest crouched behind a stump near the water’s edge and waited, gun in hand.

Hubbard moved out ahead, leveling the pistol that would not fire, and shouted at Everest to surrender. Everest responded with “defiant curses” and, when Hubbard kept coming, raised his gun and shot. Hubbard fell. Everest shot him again, and then again. That emptied his gun. Seeing him trying frantically to reload, the others rushed up. Everest reached for a long knife strapped to his belt in the back, but before he could draw it Barner was on him, grabbing his arms. Others followed, one kicking him in the head hard enough to draw blood.

Pulled to his feet, Everest, still defiant, resisted efforts to make him move. One of his captors took off his belt and looped it around the Wobbly’s neck, using it as a leash on the long walk to the city jail nearly a mile away. Hubbard lay where he fell, gravely wounded but not dead. Soon a car and driver were found and he was taken to the Scace Hospital, the last of the Wobbly gunfire victims to receive medical attention.

A trail of blood on the sidewalk leading past the Roderick to the corner at Second Street verified reports that one of the paraders, who was seen stumbling south away from the hall, bent over with his hands over his stomach, was shot in front of the hall.

Others among the ex-servicemen who escaped being hit poured into the IWW hall and the Roderick lobby to finish the raid.

They found no one in the front portion of the hall. There was some hesitation. The ex-servicemen, inside the hall, could hear the shots in the alley.

Eugene Barnett, in the lobby of the Roderick when the raid started, threw off his coat, intending to join the fight. But when the shooting began, he stayed where he was. He was still in the lobby when the uniformed men came in. He recognized William Scales as one and afterward said that another, a navy man, was carrying a gun. He said he wanted him to be careful with the gun because there was a woman—Mrs. McAllister—in the back. Barnett was not recognized then as a Wobbly and was not seized. He walked away unmolested and went uptown in time to see Everest brought in.

Once the building had been thoroughly searched, the Legionnaires proceeded to complete what had been their original objective—the destruction of the hall. Records from Smith’s desk, including the local IWW membership list, were handed to Prosecutor Allen, who happened to be standing across the street, watching.

It was about a mile from the banks of the Skookumchuck to the jail on Maple Street, and as Everest and his captors moved along, the crowd following them grew. The story spread quickly. This was the Wobbly who shot Dale Hubbard in cold blood out on the riverbank.

A rope was tied around Everest’s neck and the end thrown over a spike on a telephone pole in the alley in back of the Chronicle office, near the jail. Dr. Livingstone, just arrived on the scene after leaving the hospital where he watched as his friend Grimm died, was as angry as any at the Wobblies, but could reason well enough to know that a daytime lynching would be bad. He began to clamber up the foothold spikes of the pole where he began shouting to make himself heard above the clamor of the mob. “Don’t hang him. Not here,” he yelled. “Don’t do something foolish.”

The appeals were almost too late. Everest was lifted by the neck and his feet were off the ground before Livingstone’s frantic appeal to reason was heeded and he was let down. Quickly he was hustled across the street and pushed into a jail cell out of reach of the mob eager for a lynching. In the jail were the others who were seized in the rear of the Roderick.

Smith was found in his office, standing with his raincoat on, beside his desk. When Smith saw the crowd outside, he took off his coat and went to the door. They wanted him to go down to the police station and give an account of himself.

Finally Smith agreed to surrender his gun and go along.

By this time anyone suspected of anything in connection with the Wobblies was being seized and held. The Wobbly horrors rapidly escalated into Wobbly hysteria. Smith was locked up.

The mob around the jail continued to grow and the intensity of its temper increased. The anger intensified as the events of the afternoon became more widely known.

As the crowd outside the jail grew to about thousand and daylight faded, the mayor and the police chief called the state adjutant general of the National Guard for help. Two officers and thirty-five enlisted men from the Tacoma company were assembled and dispatched to Centralia by special train.

About seven that night several cars drove up near the jail with their lights out. Then, the lights of the city went out for about fifteen minutes and men entered the jail and removed Wesley Everest. Everest was placed in a car, followed by others and driven to a bridge spanning the Chehalis River about a mile away on the southwest side of town. He was hanged and shot. The body remained hanging for some time. Several cars drove out to view the sight. Later, someone cut the rope and the body drifted downstream and came to rest near the river’s edge.

The train with the National Guardsmen arrived at 11:35 pm. Gradually, the calls for more lynchings died down. The crowd was aware that the National Guard was in town and was beginning to set up checkpoints. The crowds gradually became smaller as the night wore on.

Was Wesley Everest emasculated in the vehicle which conveyed him to the bridge? McClelland, the leading authority on the incident, feels that it was not simply a story perpetuated by the IWW, since IWW members were in no position to do so in the days after the lynching. Years after the event, an affidavit was signed by a purported passenger in the car in which Everest was riding, which described the event in horrifying detail.

The corpse of Everest was retrieved and brought back to the small Centralia jail where it was placed in the corridor between the rows of cells.

Eventually, a group of prisoners were ordered to bury Everest in “Potter’s Field” while being watched over by National Guardsmen.

The jails of Centralia and Chehalis were full. Eventually, the following were charged with conspiracy to commit murder in the first degree: Eugene Barnett, Ray Becker, James McInerney, Britt Smith, Bert Bland, Loren Roberts, O.C. Bland, John Lamb, Mike Sheehan, and Bert Faulkner. Elmer Smith was charged as an accessory to the crime of conspiracy to commit first degree murder.

State labor officials knew that the trial would be used by some employers to beat down the long-established, more traditional craft unions. Thus, they decided to create their own “labor jury.” “These labor jury participants,” said McClelland, “were expected to be present at the trial, and to reach their own independent verdict.” There was some disagreement within the labor union movement. As McClelland pointed out, “The Seattle Central Labor Council expressed disapproval of the methods being used by the Centralia committee—especially when it sponsored picketing in Olympia—and accused it of capitalizing on the plight of the prisoners for private ends. The Seattle Federal Employees Union also announced it was ‘voting against the IWW.’”

Despite some opposition, Northwest labor leaders felt that the Wobblies, for all their irrationality, deserved a fair trail, and so they conceived the idea of sending a jury of their own, made up of working men, to sit through the trial and render a verdict at the same time the official verdict came in.

Even though most craft union leaders and members did not agree with the radical beliefs and actions of the IWW, they realized that their unions were, in a sense, “on trial” as well. They realized that anti-union employers would seize upon the radical actions of the IWW and use that as an example of the type of union activity that they claimed was typical. That is to say, they would attempt to tar the craft unions with the same brush they used to tar the IWW.

Some unions were eager to dissociate themselves from the IWW. The union which represented many employees of the Centralia Chronicle was quick to point out through a resolution that their members decried the methods used by the IWW. Unions in the Puget Sound area were aware that something would have to be done to counteract employers’ efforts to take advantage of the Centralia massacre and attempt to turn public opinion against the labor movement in general.

Those who were selected were John O. Craft, Metal Trades Council, Seattle; Paul Mohr, Central Labor Council, Seattle; W.J. Beard, Tacoma Labor Council; T. Meyer, Everett Labor Council; William Hickman, Portland Labor Council; and E.W. Thrall, Centralia Brotherhood of Railroad Trainmen. “They took their assignment seriously, sitting through every session of the long trial,” according to McClelland.

The judge at the trial explained near the beginning that this was not a trial against the Industrial Workers of the World, it was a trial against certain individuals for conspiracy to commit first-degree murder. However, there was bound to be a great deal of discussion about labor unions during the course of the trial. The attorney for the defendants, George Vanderveer, argued, for example, “that industrial unionism was superior to craft unionism because a union representing all workers in an industry, such as steel, transportation, or lumber, was stronger than similar smaller AFL craft unions.” (McClelland points out that, “This was fourteen years before belated acceptance of the industrial union principle led to the formation of what became the Congress of Industrial Organizations.”)

One case above all others must have been on the minds of the prosecution, the defense, and the judge himself. This was the famous Everett massacre IWW trial, a nine week trial which took place in early 1917, arising from an exchange of gunfire between IWW members and law enforcement officials. As a result, two law enforcement officials and at least five IWW members or sympathizers were killed.

The gunfire took place on the waterfront of the city of Everett, a mill town located about about thirty miles north of Seattle. Seventy-four men were held for months before charges were finally filed against a few of them, and an actual trial was started against one of the seventy-four. The reason that the IWW became interested in Everett was due to a shingle weavers’ strike, which had many more members in the American Federation of Labor than in the IWW; however, the IWW had long found it profitable to “fish in troubled waters.” IWW members began to gather in Everett and made public speeches on behalf of the strikers. Some members of the business community countered by encouraging the sheriff, Donald R. McRae, to name approximately two hundred special deputy sheriffs whose job it would be to turn back IWW members who were trying to come into town.

The IWW members had done this in several cities or towns prior to this, and were not dissuaded by the show of force by the sheriff. The IWW opened a hall and became active. An official of one of the local lumber companies provided much of the leadership within the business community. It is important to note that the IWW members were usually not breaking any law when the newly sworn in deputies forced them to turn back. The sheriff and his deputies checked very carefully on nearly everyone entering the town to learn whether they were members or sympathizers of the IWW. Of course, attempts were made to evade the sheriff’s deputies. A group of IWW members and sympathizers went by train to the small town of Mukilteo, seven miles south of Everett. They then took a small vessel to Everett, but were intercepted by the sheriff and some of his deputies. Those aboard were hauled aboard the vessel the sheriff was on and taken to the jail for nine days.

Once again, a group of forty or so IWW members boarded a steamer on October 30, 1916 for Everett in an attempt to make speeches and agitate in favor of the strikers. A hundred or more deputies were waiting for them. The IWW members were transported a few miles south of the city to an area known as Beverly Park. The deputies formed a double line and forced the IWW members to run a gauntlet while they were beating at them with clubs or rifle butts. This presented a horrible scene with men bleeding and shouting and cursing. Eventually, the victims managed to board the interurban train, which ran between Everett and Seattle.

One can imagine how the other train passengers were shocked by seeing all of these bleeding and injured men stumbling aboard the train. The IWW did not give up, even after such a gross invasion of their civil rights under color of authority. The IWW chartered a vessel in Seattle called the Verona. Some of the men who boarded the Verona and a smaller accompanying steamer, the Calista, were armed because of what had taken place on their previous attempts to enter the city.

As the vessel approached the dock, they were accosted by three men: Sheriff McRae, Lieutenant Charles C. Curtis of the National Guard, and one of McRae’s deputies, Jefferson Beard. Sheriff McRae shouted, warning the passengers that they could not land in Everett. Shouts of disagreement came back from the passengers. Then a shot was fired.

It has been debated whether the first shot came from the dock or from the Verona. Sheriff McRae had a large number of uniformed men stationed back a slight distance from the edge of the dock to be used in the event the men defied the sheriff and actually attempted to disembark from the steamer. There was much gunfire coming from both directions. Sheriff McRae himself had a bullet strike his leg and his foot. The gunfire caused the passengers to rush to the side of the ship away from the dock, and this in turn caused the steamer to list so much that some passengers not only rolled across the deck, and through the railing and into the water. The Verona’s captain got the engines into reverse and freed the lines on the dock and was soon out of gun range. The passengers managed to warn those on the smaller vessel, the Calista, to turn back.

Two National Guard companies were sent to Everett. (One was Company M from Centralia.) It is possible that more people were killed since several passengers were in the water, but only five bodies of the IWW members and sympathizers were recovered. On shore, both Deputy Sheriff Beard and Lieutenant Curtis were killed. Law enforcement officials were waiting for the steamboat when it returned to Seattle, and seventy-four men were arrested. The two attorneys for the defendants were Fred H. Moore from Los Angeles and George F. Vanderveer of Seattle, the attorney who was now defending the Centralia Wobblies.

The Snohomish County prosecutor must have had a difficult time preparing his case for trial, because of the number of parties involved and the knowledge that there would be much contradictory testimony. It would unduly lengthen this discussion to go into detail about where people were standing and where the shots were fired from, but it was controversial. The point is that this was no longer a simple matter of giving a businessman a badge and a gun and a club and telling him to beat someone. This was a first-degree murder case, and the prosecutor’s presentation would be countered by two unusually able attorneys. As it turned out, the trial took about nine weeks, and it is difficult to imagine a nine week trial being required for each of the other 73 defendants. It would tie up the court system for years.

The trial was moved to King County, and the judge appointed was J.T. Ronald. Judge Ronald was very liberal in allowing testimony with regard to the events leading up to the Everett Massacre. Not only did much testimony come in about the episode of IWW members being forced to run the gauntlet in Beverly Park, but at a later time the judge actually had the jurors transported to Beverly Park so that they could see the actual scene where this took place. They were also transported to the very dock where the massacre occurred, and the Verona was navigated into the same position it was in when the shooting took place. The jury undoubtedly began to form opinions about the lines of sight from the steamboat to the dock, and whether it was possible for a person in a certain position to fire at the men on the dock. They were shown where the sheriff and the deputies claimed to be standing when the shooting took place.

It should be emphasized that when first-degree murder has been charged, the defense is usually given considerable leeway in the introduction of evidence.

After all of the weeks of trial, and after the testimony of countless witnesses, the jury deliberated for less than 24 hours to find the defendant not guilty. One can imagine the shock that this acquittal caused the business community and the lumber interests.

As will be seen, the case arising from the Centralia Massacre was also a case in which the defendants were charged with first-degree murder as a result of conspiracy, or, in the case of Elmer Smith, being an accessory. Unlike the Everett case, however, it was difficult or impossible for the defense attorney, Mr. Vanderveer, to introduce evidence which tended to show a conspiracy on the part of some members of the parade, including Warren Grimm. Again and again, his attempts to introduce such evidence were objected to and the objections were sustained by the judge. It seems very probable that the reason for the restrictive approach to the attempted admission of evidence by the defense to show a conspiracy by the Legion members arose from the acquittal involved in the Everett case. Judge Wilson and the prosecution were not going to follow the path of Judge Ronald in the case that arose in Everett.

Not surprisingly, the prosecution did what it could to discredit the labor jury, even before it rendered a “verdict.” One of the members of the “labor jury” was called as a witness by the defense counsel to corroborate some testimony of another witness. The state revealed by cross-examination that this member of the labor jury, the one from Centralia, had located at least one witness useful to the defense. There was an attempt to show partiality as a result of this action. It could, however, be argued that although it would be highly improper for a real jury member to suggest a witness for either side, these men were, in fact, not genuine jurors, but ordinary citizens, and each citizen has not only the right, but the duty, to provide the name of a witness which he feels would be necessary to do justice in the case involved. A labor juror was asked by the press if he felt the trial was fair, to which he replied in the affirmative. This was allegedly changed by the newspaper to read that the entire labor jury found the trial fair so far, even though it was the opinion of a single member. Nevertheless, the “labor jury” did render its “verdict” at the close of the case at about the same time that the official verdict came in. “The labor jury found the defendants not guilty.”

C.D. Cunningham had the opportunity to interview witnesses, interview the prisoners, and to consider what exhibits would be necessary to build the prosecution’s case. He was faced with a very interesting situation. After a few days, he must have realized that Warren Grimm was killed by the rifle shot fired from the Avalon Hotel, and that “John Doe” Davis was probably the one who fired that shot. He also knew that John Lamb and O.C. Bland both went to the room in the Arnold Hotel, and that O.C. Bland had the rifle, and that Lamb was unarmed. He must have also known that no shots were fired from the Arnold Hotel, since Bland seriously injured his hand at the time he broke the window, presumably in an effort to fire the shot. It was a very serious wound. No shells were found on the floor, apparently, and no shots were heard by the proprietor of the hotel. He also knew that the three riflemen on Seminary Hill, over a thousand feet away, all fired their weapons and that the type of bullet which killed McElfresh was fired by Loren Roberts, and Loren Roberts alone. Burt Bland is not known to have struck anyone with his rifle shots.

Ole Hanson, of course, got away and was never apprehended. He was certain that Dale Hubbard was killed by Wesley Everest, and that Everest killed Ben Casagranda as well when he first left the union hall and at first started to run south. Ironically, the knowledge did not help him to the extent that it should, if his goal was to convict all participants of first-degree murder. The one who killed Grimm was gone, Everest had been lynched, and Loren Roberts might well be judged insane. Undoubtedly, the object of C.D. Cunningham was to convict everyone with attorney Elmer Smith thrown into the bargain. The question was, how to do it?

The plan that C.D. Cunningham devised was to charge all of the defendants except Elmer Smith with conspiracy to commit first-degree murder. This would have the advantage of subjecting the seven Wobblies who were in the IWW hall actually defending themselves to a first-degree murder charge even if the raid on the hall preceded the pistol fire by defenders inside. It would also make prosecution easier against John Lamb and Burt Bland. The difference is you are not charging anyone except the perpetrator with the actual murder of Grimm, but you were charging the bunch of them, with the exception of Elmer Smith, with partaking in a conspiracy to wrongfully murder Warren Grimm, whether such person be in the Arnold Hotel, the Avalon Hotel, or on Seminary Hill, or in the union hall itself. Elmer Smith would be charged with being an accessory to first-degree murder.

The law enables one to defend one’s own home, and this would include not only Britt Smith but also the other IWW members who had a right to be there and assemble there and treated as a home away from home. If someone invaded the union hall and threatened either themselves or union hall property, they have a right to resist such an attempt by the use of force. There is a requirement that the threat to the person or property must be in the presence of the defendant. This would obviously exclude those on Seminary Hill and in the nearby hotels, since it would not be possible to argue that the threat to the union hall was “in their presence.” The state would only need to prove that one of them did actually murder Warren Grimm, and that such murder was done pursuant to a plan or scheme and that the others participated in it, even if they did not fire a shot.

The opening argument was given by Prosecutor Herman Allen. He stated that the case about to be tried would be one of the most important in the state’s history. George Vanderveer, in a brilliant move, interrupted Prosecutor Allen, and asked whether the prosecution would stand or fall on the contention that there had been no attack on the IWW hall before the firing began. Even though Prosecutor Allen was the one addressing the court, attorney Abel leaped to his feet and said, “We surely will.” He had fallen into Vanderveer’s trap. Under the state’s theory of the case, it did not matter whether the shooting was first or whether the charge to the hall was first, since the entire conspiracy was based on an illegal use of self-defense. Vanderveer had no right to interrupt the opening argument of the prosecutor, but decided to do so in hopes that someone would “take the bait.” Vanderveer no doubt felt that as the testimony developed, he would probably be able to show that the attack on the hall occurred prior to any shooting.

According to jurors’ statements, one of the first votes that was taken by the jury was on the question of whether the hall was attacked first or whether the shooting took place first. A majority decided that the attack on the hall took place first. This, of course, had no legal relevance, but Vanderveer, as a good trial lawyer, was aware that juries are not made up of lawyers, and want to deal a sort of “rough justice,” and that this might be important to them in making their decision, regardless of any instructions from the judge. (Except to appear once briefly as a witness, Prosecutor Allen was not heard from again during the entire lengthy case.)

In his opening statement he set forth what he expected to prove. The prosecution planned to bring several witnesses to prove that the person who murdered Warren Grimm was Eugene Barnett. They also planned to show that there was a scheme for firing at the paraders from hotels on the opposite sides of the street, as well from Seminary Hill. Several witnesses were later called in an attempt to identify Eugene Barnett with varying results. Two of the witnesses were not too sure whether Barnett was, in fact, the person who had the gun near the Avalon Hotel. The third witness, Charles Briffett, who was the superintendent of schools of Port Angeles, Washington, seemed quite sure of himself.

It is significant that none of the witnesses picked Mr. Barnett from a photo array. They were, apparently, shown photographs of Eugene Barnett or taken to the jail and it is not known whether Eugene Barnett was specifically pointed out to them. One of the witnesses seemed unsure to the extent that the witness did not point out Mr. Barnett in court. There were several witnesses who testified that the shooting from the hall started before there was any break in the ranks of the paraders. One of those who testified was Clyde Tisdale, who was sitting in a car parked on Second Street at the southwest corner of the intersection with Tower Avenue. He too indicated that the shooting started before there was any break in the ranks. Years later, he signed an affidavit admitting that he had committed perjury by so stating. In fact, he stated in the affidavit that there was a break in the ranks before there was any shooting from the hall.

The prosecution got the statement (termed confession by the newspapers) of Loren Roberts. The statement of Roberts was read to the jury, but the judge stated that Roberts’ statement should be used only with regard to him, Roberts, since insanity was an issue in the case. Tom Morgan, one of the men in the hall, agreed to testify as a state’s witness. Morgan stated that the shots were fired in the hall before the paraders broke ranks. The state attempted to prove by Morgan’s testimony that there was a prearranged plan which involved stationing riflemen in nearby hotels. Morgan testified that on the morning of the parade, Elmer Smith came to the hall and discussed the defense of the hall with Britt Smith. Morgan stated that he saw Britt Smith gesturing across the street toward the Avalon and Arnold Hotels in an effort to indicate that attorney Smith was aware of the plan that would be used to defend the hall.

Towards the end of the state’s case, T.H. McCleary testified that he carried a rope in the parade. He stated he found it in the street between Pine and Main Street, and that he picked it up and Mr. Rhodes took hold of it and it came apart. “We had no idea to hang anybody with the rope,” he added.

At the close of the state’s case, Vanderveer asked that the charges be dismissed against Sheehan, Becker, Faulkner, and McInerney, as well as Elmer Smith. This had previously been denied, but the motion was renewed by Vanderveer. Judge Wilson did grant the motion with regard to Faulkner. From that point on he was no longer a defendant, and was free to go. “Go take a seat in the audience with your mother,” said Vanderveer. Finally, the last of the 147 witnesses for the prosecution was called, and the state rested.

Attorney George Vanderveer stated in his opening statement that he would prove the following facts: First, that Eugene Barnett was not in the Avalon Hotel. Second, that Loren Roberts was insane (and therefore any statements made by him could not be used against any of the other defendants.) Third, that Mike Sheehan was not in the hall before Monday night, and therefore took no part in planning for the defense of the hall. Fourth, he would prove that a raid on the hall was planned a few days before by Commercial Club members and other businessmen, and that the IWW members were fully justified in expecting the raid, and were entitled to make preparations to defend themselves. Finally, that the raid on the hall started before any guns were fired, and that Warren Grimm was one of the raid’s leaders.

The trial was unusual in that all of the defendants testified except for Loren Roberts, who was supposedly insane, and Ray Becker. Eugene Barnett himself led off for the defense and denied that he was in the Avalon Hotel at any time. He stated that he was in the hotel adjoining the union hall with the hotel owners, Mr. and Mrs. McAllister. He was present there when the raid on the hall took place. He claimed he knew nothing about the proposed defense on the union hall, and took no part in it. Other witnesses were called to back up Barnett’s version.

At this point in the trial, something very unusual occurred. On March 1st, eighty fully equipped soldiers arrived from a train and set up a campsite in the open space near the city hall. Prosecutor Herman Allen stated that the troops were there pursuant to a request he had made to Governor Hart. Attorney Vanderveer registered an objection in the strongest terms possible to the presence of the soldiers, claiming that they created an atmosphere which tended to indicate that the IWW constituted a threat to the jurors and to the legal system. Judge Wilson took no action on the matter despite the strong objections of defense counsel.

A number of other defendants testified as well as other witnesses who emphasized that the raid on the hall started before any shooting began. Mrs. McAllister, the proprietress of the union hall, pointed out that she had sought protection from the chief of police after she had heard of the danger of a raid. Mr. McAllister also testified as to the presence of Eugene Barnett at the Roderick Hotel, which adjoined the union hall.

One of the important witnesses of the defense was Dr. F.J. Bickford. He admitted that the attack on the hall had begun before he heard any shots fired. Bickford was one of the uniformed paraders, and he admitted actually rushing toward the hall and heard gunfire coming from the hall after someone ahead of him had pushed hard on the door to the hall. His testimony was particularly significant because it repeated the statement he had given at a coroner’s inquest shortly after the massacre and before there was time to “cook up” testimony later on.

By the end of the trial, the defense admitted that the shot which killed Warren Grimm had come from the Avalon Hotel. However, the only person who was in the Avalon Hotel, according to the defendants, was “John Doe” Davis, who had never been apprehended. Two of the witnesses testified to the effect that Warren Grimm or someone resembling him was actively either rushing the union hall or was injured and holding his stomach and running away from the door to the union hall. In other words, they testified as to Grimm’s active involvement in the illegal rush on the hall. The prosecuting attorney’s office immediately issued warrants of arrest for the two who testified, charging them with perjury. This was done in a very public fashion. It was interpreted by Attorney Vanderveer as a trick to frighten other witnesses into not testifying. The two perjury charges were later dropped, lending some credence to this interpretation. When Attorney DeWitt Wycoff helped compose the final report of the Federal Council of Churches, he stated that the judge had the power to find in contempt anyone using improper tactics. This was a strong hint that he felt that such actions taken by the prosecuting attorney should have been punished by contempt of court.

On March 13th, the judge read the instructions to the jury and counsel made final argument. The jury, after deliberating all day, reached the following verdict:

Elmer Smith, acquitted

Mike Sheehan, acquitted

Loren Roberts, guilty, but insane

Britt Smith, guilty of murder in the second degree

D.C. Bland, guilty of murder in the second degree

James McInerney, guilty of murder in the second degree

Bert Bland, guilty of murder in the second degree

Ray Becker, guilty of murder in the second degree

Eugene Barnett, guilty of murder in the third degree.

John Lamb, guilty of murder in the third degree.

Judge Wilson refused to accept the verdict, saying that there is no such thing as “third degree murder.” Nor is manslaughter applicable, because manslaughter pertains to a death resulting from an unintentional and unpremeditated act. The jurors resumed their deliberations for a few hours more, and emerged with a new verdict. The new verdict was the same, except that it found Eugene Barnett and John Lamb also guilty of murder in the second degree. In addition, the following sentence was attached to the jury verdict: “We, the undersigned jurors, respectfully petition the court to extend the leniency to the defendants whose names appear on the attached verdict.”

As it turned out, the judge did not see fit to extend any leniency to the defendants, and sentenced the eight IWW members to twenty-five years and not more than forty years. This was considered a very harsh sentence, since the statute provides that there shall be a minimum sentence of ten years. The sentence was nevertheless legal and binding, since Judge Wilson was not required to follow the petition for leniency. The appeal by Vanderveer to the state Supreme Court was denied.

A campaign that lasted almost twenty years to free the Centralia prisoners got underway. James McInerney was still in prison when he died of tuberculosis on August 13, 1930. The remaining prisoners were freed as follows: Loren Roberts was declared sane by a jury and was the first prisoner released on August 20, 1930 after serving nearly eleven years. On May 27, 1931, Eugene Barnett became the second man to leave prison to assist and tend to his dying wife. (He was never returned to prison.) O.C. Bland was released on parole December 26, 1932. Newly elected Governor Clarence Martin paroled John Lamb on April 13, 1933, Britt Smith on June 24, 1933, and Bert Bland on July 1, 1933.

Ray Becker, the sole remaining prisoner, refused to accept parole. Finally, his sentence was commuted to time already served on September 20, 1939. Becker had been behind bars for almost twenty years. He was taken to Portland, Oregon, and treated like a labor martyr by the American Federation of Labor. Elmer Smith, who was acquitted, died in 1932 of a hemorrhaging ulcer at the age of forty-four.”

Ray Becker came to live at the home of his old IWW comrade, John F. McKay, after his release; my partner Theresa’s father Gene grew up with his example, a man who had been imprisoned for twenty years because he refused to give up the names of fellow union men to the police and refused to accept a pardon which required admission of guilt and recognition of the legitimate authority of the state.

This is who I think of when I speak of solidarity and of the Oath of the Resistance as given to me by Jean Genet in Beirut in 1982; “We swear our loyalty to each other, to resist and yield not, and abandon not our fellows.”

One of the things this means is never give up anyone to the police; another is that justice is a thing held between equals and not a relation of authority and the state to individuals and citizens, for law serves power and there is no just authority.

Gene spoke of Ray Becker as an exemplar of the brotherhood of labor as a firewall against the inherently predatory nature of capitalism, of the fragile and hollow nature of power, force, and control when met with disobedience, and of the contingency of authority and legitimacy which requires the recognition and consent of its subjects as appropriation of power or becomes nothingness when met with refusal to submit.

Here’s to you, Ray Becker, the man who refused to name names. If he can hold for twenty years of isolation and torture, can we all not stand in solidarity with our comrades, whatever the cost may be?

As written by Steven C. Beda in The Washington Post, in an article entitled

Why the massacre at Centralia 100 years ago is critically important today

Working-class radicalism once transcended nativist division — and can do so again; “

Today marks the 100th anniversary of a key event in American labor history: the Centralia massacre.

It was actually less a massacre and more a shootout between the American Legion and the Industrial Workers of the World (IWW), a radical union whose members were better known as Wobblies. Taking place in Centralia, Wash., the conflict resulted in the death of four Legionnaires and the lynching of one IWW member. Although Centralia’s Wobblies claimed they had acted in self-defense, a jury convicted seven Wobblies of inciting violence at Centralia, and the federal government began a massive effort across the nation to try to wipe out working-class radicalism.

Though it happened a century ago, the Centralia massacre still has lessons for today: When fears of immigrants, outsiders and others dominates politics, violence and repression soon follow.

The Centralia massacre occurred at the tail end of the largest immigration wave in American history. Between 1880 and 1924, more than 20 million people came to the United States, mostly from Eastern European and Mediterranean countries. While these immigrants filled the hardest, lowest-paying and most dangerous jobs in America’s industries, native-born whites had little sympathy for them. Instead, native-born whites imagined all sorts of intellectual and physical differences between themselves and these immigrants that, they said, justified their economically marginal positions.

Nativist conspiracy theories also fueled anti-immigrant sentiment. Industrialists like Henry Ford and leading thinkers like Madison Grant imagined that the pope or mysterious Jewish cabals were planning to overrun America with immigrants. Even President Theodore Roosevelt worried that white Americans were committing “race suicide,” effectively allowing themselves to be outbred by more reproductively fecund immigrants.

The IWW challenged these ideas, however. Unlike most labor unions in the early 20th century, which excluded everyone except native-born, white, skilled men, the Wobblies swung their doors wide open to any and all workers, immigrant and native-born alike. The Wobblies said the entire working-class, regardless of race, ethnicity and gender, suffered equally under capitalism and had much to gain by working together to overthrow it.

The union’s anti-capitalist politics and policy of inclusion quickly earned it the ire of business magnates and politicians. Employers in the early 20th century maintained their power by keeping workers divided. As long as white workers fought black workers and immigrant workers fought native-born workers, no one was fighting the boss. Political leaders who were often beholden to America’s industrialists were just as invested in maintaining this system.

The Wobblies threatened to undo this order.

The IWW eventually spread throughout the country, but no matter where it went, conflict and violence often followed. In Utah, the famous Wobbly Joe Hill was arrested, convicted and executed by firing squad on a flimsy murder charge in 1915. Five Wobblies were killed in the Everett massacre of 1916. Seventeen IWW members were tarred and feathered in Tulsa in 1917. That same year, more than 1,000 Wobblies were rounded up, put on a train car, then taken to and left in the middle of the desert after they’d tried to organize a union in Bisbee, Ariz.

World War I only intensified native-born Americans’ disdain for the IWW. Many white Americans believed the war had been started by the sort of Eastern European radicals that the IWW was now organizing and that their continued activism threatened to bring that disorder to America’s shores. Yes, Woodrow Wilson said it was a war to “make the world safe for democracy” — but he didn’t believe immigrants should be equal participants in that democratic order. “Any man who carries a hyphen about with him,” Wilson said, “carries a dagger that he is ready to plunge into the vitals of the Republic when he gets ready.”

In places like Centralia, where the strength of the timber industry gave birth to a strong IWW presence, this heightened combination of nativism and WWI-fueled xenophobia proved deadly. Nov. 11, 1919, was supposed to be a celebration in Centralia. The town’s American Legion had organized a parade of World War I veterans through town. Yet many of Centralia’s World War I veterans were not in a celebratory mood. As they saw it, the Wobbly’s continued presence in town was an affront to their efforts in the war against outside forces of radicalism.

The Armistice Day parade through town started peacefully enough. Initially the marchers followed the intended parade route, right through downtown. But then the parade’s marchers diverted course and marched several blocks, right to the IWW hall.

Centralia’s Wobblies knew the march was probably the prologue to violence, and they’d armed themselves as a precautionary measure. For several tense minutes, Wobblies and Legionnaires traded insults and taunts. Then someone — we don’t know who — opened fire. A melee of bullets followed, and when the shooting finally ended, four Legionnaires were dead.

Local law enforcement showed up and charged the IWW hall, arresting most of the union’s members. One Wobbly, Wesley Everest, made a break for it, killing one police officer before he was finally caught and put in jail. That evening, the lights in Centralia suddenly went out. When they came back on, Everest’s dead body was hanging from a bridge in town.

That the Wobblies acted more out of self-defense than aggression didn’t matter much in the aftermath. The press told a story about the Wobblies as violent, bomb-throwing radicals intent on upending the American political and economic order. It was a story many Americans, primed by decades of xenophobia, nationalism and conspiracy theories about immigrants were willing to buy.

One of those was a young man, fresh out of law school and recently hired by the Justice Department: J. Edgar Hoover. Hearing of the massacre, he convinced his boss, Attorney General A. Mitchell Palmer, that the Wobblies were driving the country into chaos and that they needed to be stopped. With Palmer’s approval, Hoover orchestrated raids on IWW halls across the country.

The Palmer Raids marked the beginning of America’s First Red Scare, a roughly two-year period when the federal government jailed Wobblies and other radical activists on contrived charges, deported immigrant radicals, and raided the halls and meeting places of several unions, all with the goal of wiping out working-class radicalism.

The raids earned Hoover esteem in the ranks of federal law enforcement, and in 1924 he became director of the FBI, where he continued to suppress radical movements, from the American Communist Party in the 1950s to civil rights activists in the 1960s and 1970s.

The Centralia massacre thus marked the end for the IWW as a major force in American politics and a new era of political repression in America. Today it should remind us that when a nation lets fear drive its politics, suppression soon follows.

But even if the Wobblies went into decline after Centralia, their message of inclusion and working-class solidarity across race, gender and ethnicity continued to inspire activists for decades to come. Union activists in the Depression era, student activists in the 1960s and anti-apartheid activists in the 1980s all evoked the memory of Centralia and the Wobblies as a reminder that their struggles were part of a rich tradition of American radicalism that, though repressed, was never eradicated.

So at the same time that we might remember the massacre today as a morality tale about the dangers that lurk behind xenophobia and nationalism, it should also remind us of the potential power people have when they unite against these forces.”

As written by Aaron Goings, Brian Barnes, and Roger Snider in Counterpunch, in an article entitled Class War Violence: Centralia 1919; “November 11, 2019, will mark the 100-year anniversary of the Armistice Day Tragedy in Centralia, Washington, a horrible event in Pacific Northwest history. On Armistice Day, 1919, a mob of American Legionaires raided the Centralia Industrial Workers of the World (IWW) hall and later lynched Wesley Everest, an IWW logger.

Many Pacific Northwest residents remain engaged in debates about the facts of the incident. Unfortunately, it’s common to hear calls for “balance” in discussions of the tragedy. Balance? Balance between the perspectives of the vigilante lynch mob and the working-class radicals fighting to form a union? Balance between the wealthy men who raided union halls and lynched Wesley Everest, and those who struggled to improve their worklives?

Those who support the employer, vigilante, and American Legion perspective are in luck. In downtown Centralia, they have a monument to the bosses who terrorized working-class radicals throughout the Pacific Northwest. Walking through downtown Centralia today, it’s difficult to miss the massive “Sentinel” statue, a tribute to the American Legion vigilantes who died while attacking the IWW hall.

Rejecting the false “balance” between working-class activist and employing-class vigilante, Brian Barnes and Roger Snider joined me in penning The Red Coast: Radicalism and Anti-Radicalism in Southwest Washington, published earlier this year by Oregon State University Press. We aimed to provide a working-class perspective on many of the labor struggles of the early twentieth century Pacific Northwest, including the Armistice Day Tragedy in Centralia. What follows is a chapter from the book entitled “Class War: Centralia 1919.”

 Excerpt from The Red Coast: Radicalism and Anti-Radicalism in Southwest Washington by Aaron Goings, Brian Barnes, and Roger Snider, copyright © 2019. Available from booksellers or from Oregon State University Press, 1-800-621-2736.

“Around Centralia are wooded hills; men have been beaten beneath these trees and lynched from them. The beautiful Chehalis River flows near by; Wesley Everest was left dangling from one of its bridges. But Centralia is provokingly pretty for all that. It is small wonder that lumber trust henchmen wish to keep it all for themselves.” – Ralph Chaplin, The Centralia Conspiracy

The Centralia American Legion and the leading businessmen of that city had more than a parade in mind when they gathered on November 11, 1919, to celebrate Armistice Day. Apparently believing that the spectacle of political violence would enhance the patriotic experience, they concocted a plan to raid the Centralia IWW Hall. IWW halls were of great practical and symbolic importance to workers. As Wobbly activist and historian Ralph Chaplin explains, the halls were loved by workers, but despised by employers. These “churches of the movement,” as public historian Robert Weyeneth called them, represented the closest thing to a home for many wandering IWW members. Chaplin noted:

“It is here the men can gather around a crackling wood fire, smoke their pipes and warm their souls with the glow of comradeship. Here they can, between jobs or after work, discuss the vicissitudes of their daily lives, read their books and magazines and sing their songs of solidarity, or merely listen to the “tinned” humor or harmony of the much prized Victrola. Also they here attend to the affairs of their union—line up members, hold business and educational meetings and a weekly “open forum.”

So, as the parading legionnaires passed the hall for the second time, they paused, then charged the hall, only to be surprised by the spirited defense they encountered. A volley of gunfire dropped three of the attackers, but the mob continued to press home its attack, capturing the hall. One additional legionnaire was killed in pursuit of Wesley Everest, who escaped out the back but was later captured and dragged by the neck to the jail. Later that night, he joined the ranks of IWW martyrs when he was lynched at the hands of Centralia businessmen and patriots, none of whom were ever prosecuted for his gruesome murder.

The Armistice Day 1919 Centralia event is perhaps the single most written about event involving the IWW in the entire state of Washington. Analysis of the event has been extremely polarized, as interests representing the employing class and the working class have contested its meaning. And because of competing accounts, affidavits, and testimony, even some of the most basic facts of the case will probably never be established conclusively. What is perfectly clear is that the Centralia story must be understood in the context of the class struggle that had been raging on the Red Coast for over a decade and which had surfaced in Centralia since at least 1914. As all of the working-class accounts of the Centralia event note, violence and lawlessness were defining characteristics of the employers’ approach to this conflict.

The IWW served as the most logical target of employers’ violence and repression because, since its inception in 1905, it represented the most advanced, class conscious, and revolutionary element of the working class in this country. The patriotic fervor of the First World War and fear that the Russian Revolution would heighten class consciousness among American workers only intensified persecution of the Wobblies. Sensing an opportunity, employers engaged both the state and the public in their efforts to crush the hated IWW. Nationally, the federal government enforced the wartime Espionage and Sedition Acts against the IWW and other radicals to imprison and deport many. In September of 1917, the federal government raided IWW halls across the country and indicted more than 160 leaders of the organization.

At the state and local level, class warfare raged as employers mobilized both the state and the mob to lash out at class-conscious workers. Washington State was one of the great theaters of this conflict, as the teens witnessed the Grays Harbor and Pacific County Lumber Strike of 1912, multiple free speech fights, the 1916 Everett Massacre, and the 1919 Seattle General Strike.

In Centralia, this war against workers effectively merged employers’ traditional weapons—a cooperative police, a captive legal system, and vigilante citizens’ committees—with the anti-radicalism and patriotism of the American Legion, a veterans’ organization at the fore of anti-radical activities.

The American Legion described Centralia like this: “The city is the center of a rich timber district and the logging camps of the northwest are infested with bearers of the red card, who boast that in many districts membership in the I.W.W. is a requisite to employment.” The leadership of the Centralia Legion read like a roster of Centralia businessmen and the Legion became essentially a front organization, even the vanguard, for Northwest lumber bosses. In the words of Wobbly Ralph Chaplin, “The American Legion began to function as a cat’s paw for the men behind the scenes.” Indeed, there was nothing secret about the role of the Legion in the class war. The National Commander of the American Legion declared in 1923: “If ever needed, the American Legion stands ready to protect our country’s institutions and ideals as the Fascisti dealt with the destructionists who menaced Italy. . . . Do not forget that the Fascisti are to Italy what the American Legion is to the United States.”

Representatives of capital did not shy away from class conflict. An IWW organizer was run out of Centralia by the sheriff in 1914, and in early 1915 more Wobblies were “escorted” out of town by police and vigilantes. According to historian John McClelland, the local paper, the Centralia Chronicle, applauded anti-Wobbly repression and stated that it was everyone’s responsibility to keep rebel workers out of Centralia. Tom Lassiter, a partially blind newsstand operator whose stock included labor and radical papers, was victimized by the business interest on several occasions. At various times, his radical papers were destroyed, he was threatened, arrested, kidnapped, and dumped in a ditch. Yet no one was ever prosecuted for any of these acts of class violence. In Centralia, it was clear, the law was a weapon in the hands of the propertied class.

Perhaps inevitably, class conflict in Centralia came to center on the struggle to establish and defend an IWW union hall. As Chaplin notes, the “union halls were a standing challenge to their [the employers’] hitherto undisputed right to the complete domination of the forests. . . . They were not going to tolerate the encroachments of the One Big Union of the lumber workers.” In 1917, an IWW attempt to establish a hall was met with great hostility in the employer-dominated town, and the landlord evicted the Wobblies on learning of their identity. In the spring of 1918, Centralia employers targeted the town’s new IWW hall. During a Red Cross parade, prominent businessmen, including members of the Centralia Elks, and political officials attacked and destroyed it. They beat IWW members and burned hall property and records in a street bonfire. F. B. Hubbard, the most prominent of the Centralia timber barons and president of the Washington Employers’ Association, stole the desk from the Wobbly Hall and donated it to the local Chamber of Commerce. Despite the intimidation of the business leaders, the local IWW secretary, Britt Smith, opened a new hall on north Tower Avenue on September 1, 1919. It was clear for all to see that the IWW was not easily intimidated, but neither were their enemies.

In July 1919, George Russell, secretary of the Washington Employers’ Association, called a meeting of the Centralia Chamber of Commerce to find a way to destroy the IWW. F. B. Hubbard was picked to head a group designed to accomplish that objective. Although this was not the first meeting of Centralia business interests to combat the Wobbly threat, it marked a new level of organization on the part of capital that would not tolerate the affront the new IWW Hall afforded to its dominance.

Plans to rid themselves of the enemy intensified with the formation of the Centralia Citizens Protective Association, the purpose of which, according to one local paper, was “to combat IWW activities in this vicinity.” Local businessmen were members of the Chamber of Commerce, the Centralia Elks, and the American Legion; many belonged to more than one of these organizations. Although the plans called for greater secrecy as to the specific methods to rid themselves of the Wobblies, too many people were aware of the plans to keep it secret. Word began to leak out, and soon it became public knowledge that the IWW would be driven out of town. Once the Armistice Day Parade was planned, the Wobblies knew that this was the pretense to attack their hall, destroy their property, and assault them.

Initially, IWW members acted with uncommon prudence in attempting to prevent a violent attack on their hall. The owners of the Roderick Hotel, which housed the union hall and from whom the IWW rented, went to the local police with information about the planned attack. IWW members requested police protection. A trusted attorney, Elmer Smith, sought help from Governor Louis F. Hart in Olympia. The Wobblies even made a desperate appeal to the entire community. They distributed a lengthy handbill “to the law-abiding citizens of Centralia and to the working class in general,” which said, in part, “The profiteering class of Centralia have of late been waving the flag of our country in an endeavor to incite the lawless element of our city to raid our hall and club us out of town.” But Wobbly pleas to avoid violence fell on deaf ears, and the police chief declined protection.

Finally, as a last resort, the Wobblies sought legal advice from attorney Elmer Smith to determine whether they had the legal right to defend their hall with arms. Smith affirmed that they did. This was a major move on the part of the IWW. Although it had always shown remarkable restraint, the IWW was a defiant and proud group of class-conscious workers, and by November 1919 in Centralia Washington the Wobblies had had enough of the beatings, enough of the tar and featherings, enough of the destruction of their meager property, enough of the humiliation, and enough of the criminally brutal business-patriotic element. They would defend their hall, and plans for its self-defense were laid. Radical historian Harvey O’Conner opined: “Prudent men, valuing their own skins, would have closed the hall in the face of the obvious threat. But prudence was not a Wobbly trait. Rather their shining glory stood out

in audacity, courage, and stubbornness in defense of their rights, and for that they are remembered in history.”

As the Armistice Day Parade got under way on the drizzly and ill-fated afternoon of November 11, 1919, the Wobblies made ready to defend their hall. They positioned armed men inside the hall and also in three locations outside the hall: in the Avalon and Arnold Hotels on the opposite (east) side of the street, and on Seminary Hill which overlooked the street from some considerable distance away. The parade route took the marchers north on Tower Avenue past the main business district to Third Street, the next side street past the IWW Hall, in a section of town occupied by businesses catering to the working class. At Third Street the marchers reversed direction to return now southbound on Tower Avenue with the Centralia American Legion contingent making up the rear of the parade. In front of the IWW Hall, the marchers paused and then rushed the hall.

Shots rang out from the hall and then from Seminary Hill and the Avalon Hotel. Three Legionnaires—Warren Grimm, Arthur McElfresh, and Ben Cassagranda—received fatal wounds on the streets near the hall, and Dale Hubbard, the nephew of the lumbar baron F. B. Hubbard, was shot by a fleeing Wesley Everest at the edge of the Skookumchuck river. Hubbard died later that night. Several other marchers were injured, and the IWW Hall was smashed and its contents dragged to the street and burned. Wesley Everest was severely beaten and dragged back into town and thrown in a heap on the jail floor. One of the marchers who pursued Everest to the river and presumably helped drag him to the jail was Legionnaire Ed Cunningham, who was picked by the American Legion to become the Special Prosecutor in the trial against the Centralia Wobblies. According to the Legion account, “Cunningham was able to use his first-hand knowledge of the tragedy to telling effect.”

In many of their clashes with the working class, employers hired detective agencies or relied on local or state police to combat workers, but in Centralia the American Legion served as the armed guard of the employing class. As news of the event spread, the American Legion assumed control of the town, controlled the flow of information, formed vigilante groups to hunt down suspected Wobblies, and raided establishments and homes. In touting the Legion takeover, the American Legion Weekly stated, “Though the office of the Sheriff and the Chief of Police assisted as much as possible, their forces were small and their aid nominal,” and “Posses which scoured the country about Centralia in search of fugitives were made up almost exclusively of American Legion men”

That evening, two meetings were held at the Elks Club in which the murder of Wesley Everest was conceivably planned. At about five o’clock a group of men was told to go the armory for weapons and return to the Elks at six o’clock. At the six o’clock meeting, all assembled men who were not members of the Elks or the American Legion were asked to leave. In effect, this left the established business class and the Legion, those that could most be trusted to carry out a class lynching and protect those involved in it. This meeting lasted until about seven o’clock. At seven-thirty, someone visited the city’s power station and shut off all the lights in Centralia. Meanwhile, a lynching party entered the jail where Wesley Everest was held. The lynching party—meeting no opposition from the jailer—seized Everest and dragged him to a waiting automobile.

The automobile that held Everest fell in with a procession of automobiles containing Centralia’s most prominent citizens, and proceeded to the Chehalis River Bridge. Radical author Harvey O’Conner graphically described the scene:

“At the bridge Everest was dragged out and rope knotted around his neck, and his body flung over. Everest clutched at a plank; Legionnaires stamped on his fingers, and he fell. Dissatisfied with the knot, the lynchers pulled the body back up and used a longer rope, and hurled the body over again. Still dissatisfied, they hauled Everest body up a third time—by then he must have been dead—and tied a more professional knot on a longer rope and flung the body over. Then with carlights playing on the scene, they amused themselves awhile by shooting at the swaying body. Satiated at last, the mob left and darkness returned. Next morning somebody cut the rope and the body fell into the Chehalis River.”

The next day, Everest’s mutilated body was retrieved from the river, dumped on the jail floor, and left for two days in plain view of his imprisoned fellow workers. As Centralia’s authorities were no doubt complicit in the lynching, no attempt was ever made to bring the Everest’s murderers to justice. As the Legion-led posses combed the surrounding area for more Wobblies, state authorities interrogated the jailed Wobblies by day as the enraged mobs terrorized them by night. In the woods surrounding Centralia, one posse member was shot and killed when he was mistaken by another for a Wobbly. This shooting, first reported as a murder committed by a Wobbly, was later ruled an accident.

As this reign of terror continued in southwest Washington, the commercial press continued to churn out propagandistic accounts of how the Wobblies ambushed and murdered America’s finest young men in the streets of Centralia. Characteristic of this treatment was the front-page article in the Chehalis Bee-Nugget: “IWW Shoot into Armistice Day Parade in Centralia Tuesday. Warren Grimm, Arthur McElfresh, Dale Hubbard, and Ben Cassagranda Killed by the Assassins.” Authorities, businessmen, and Legionnaires combined to attack workers in other parts of the state and in neighboring Oregon. In Seattle, the Department of Justice seized the Union Record, the official organ of the Seattle Central Labor Council, and arrested its staff, including Harry Ault and Anna Louise Strong, on charges of sedition.

The passions that this class war engendered were still highly visible on January 26, 1920, when eleven Wobblies, including Elmer Smith, the attorney who advised the IWW members that they had the legal right to defend their hall, were brought to trial in the town of Montesano, the county seat of neighboring Grays Harbor County. The defense faced many obstacles in the trial, beginning with a huge resource disparity. The Wobblies were represented by George Vanderveer with occasional help from his law partner, Ralph Pierce, and attorney Elmer Smith, himself a defendant in the case. Meanwhile, Special Prosecutor Ed Cunningham led a staff of six attorneys, whom Vanderveer referred to as the attorneys for the lumber trust. The Luke May Secret Service, a private detective agency paid for by lumber company funds, aided them.

Finally, the American Legion recruited some fifty uniformed veterans to sit in on the trial by day, presumably to influence the jury. They were paid four dollars a day from funds contributed by the lumber companies and the Elks. The prosecution certainly lived up to its reputation as the counsel for the lumber trust. Special Prosecutor Cunningham was himself deeply involved in the Armistice Day violence. He was one of the members of the mob that pursued Everest to the Skookumchuck River and helped drag him to jail. He watched while the mob broke into the jail and kidnapped Everest, and was alleged to have witnessed his murder. Historian Tom Copeland observed that “as Cunningham built the case against the Wobblies, he was also shielding himself from any potential legal action for his role in the raid and lynching.”

Cunningham’s team successfully fought off a change of venue request, claiming there was no prejudice against the IWW in either Centralia or Montesano. In a clear attempt to intimidate anyone willing to testify for the defense, the prosecution had two defense witnesses arrested for perjury when they finished their testimony. The prosecution called on the governor to have troops from Camp Lewis sent to Montesano to stand guard outside the courtroom, thereby frightening the jury into thinking that an IWW attack was imminent.

The trial was, in fact, a mere extension of the class war, a political trial in which the authorities put the IWW on trial while pretending to adhere to the rule of law. The judge, John M. Wilson, insisted that he could try the case impartially, despite the fact that he had delivered an anti-IWW speech in the nearby town of Bucoda and had addressed the memorial service at the Centralia Elks commemorating the Legionnaires who had been killed during the Armistice Day Parade. Wilson rejected the defense’s request for a change of venue from Montesano, disallowed much of the evidence that Vanderveer tried to introduce during the trial, and made numerous prejudicial rulings that favored the prosecution and infuriated the defense. Vanderveer captured the trial’s essence in his closing statement. The prosecutors, he told the jury, “have told you this was a murder trial, and not a labor trial. But vastly more than the lives of ten men are the stakes in the big gamble here; for the right of workers to organize for the bettering of their own condition is on trial; the right of free assemblage is on trial; democracy and Americanism are on trial.”

“In view of such a charged atmosphere,” Albert Gunns contended, “the final verdict of the jury was moderate.” The prosecution sought a first-degree murder verdict for all of the defendants, but the jury did not agree. Elmer Smith, the Wobbly attorney, was acquitted, along with one other defendant. Seven defendants were convicted of second-degree murder, and one young defendant was judged legally insane. The jury attached to their verdict a written request for leniency in sentencing, but Judge Wilson rendered stiff sentences ranging from 25 to 40 years in the state penitentiary in Walla Walla.

Irish immigrant James McInerney, himself a veteran of the Everett Massacre and victim of torture while in the Centralia jail, died while imprisoned, “murdered,” the Industrial Worker proclaimed, “by the Capitalist class.” Most of the remaining prisoners remained incarcerated until 1933, when Governor Clarence Martin commuted their sentences.

Several jurors were clearly uneasy with their decision, believing that they were not allowed to hear all of the important evidence. “Remarkably, two years after the trial,” Robert Weyeneth concludes, “seven of the twelve jurors voluntarily repudiated their verdict.” No member of the employing class or its “cat paws” was ever charged or even investigated for Everest’s murder or the Armistice Day hall raid that ushered in the Centralia Tragedy.”

We can be killed, imprisoned, tortured, but we cannot be defeated so long as we cede nothing to the enemy. Who refuses to submit becomes Unconquered and free.

Disobey and disbelieve, for there is no just authority.

As the anarchist philosopher Max Stirner wrote; “Freedom cannot be granted; it must be seized.”

As to the meaning and value of America’s armed services and anyone who wears our flag on their uniform in all of this, and the human beings caught in the gears of a machine as the raw material of elite wealth, power, and privilege, though the relationship of any enforcer of virtue or of authority is one of loaned power and exploitation, there is grandeur and nobility of purpose in placing ones life in the balance with those of our fellow citizens and others who cannot secure their own rights but must rely on the allyship and solidarity of others, and of service to the idea of America as a free society of equals who are guarantors of each other’s rights, regardless of our flaws and the space between our ideals and our history. For only we can make it real, this mad dream of liberty, equality, truth, and justice.

In the words of Colonel Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain to the mutineers in the film Gettysburg; “This is a different kind of army. If you look back through history, you will see men fighting for pay, for women, for some other kind of loot. They fight for land, power, because a king leads them or — or just because they like killing.

But we are here for something new. This has not happened much in the history of the world. We are an army out to set other men free. America should be free ground — all of it. Not divided by a line between slave state and free — all the way, from here to the Pacific Ocean. No man has to bow. No man born to royalty. Here, we judge you by what you do, not by who your father was. Here, you can be something. Here, is the place to build a home. But it’s not the land. There’s always more land. It’s the idea that we all have value — you and me. What we’re fighting for, in the end, we’re fighting for each other.”

Ballad of the Green Berets on bagpipes

We are an Army out to set other men free https://youtu.be/wUurBiyVhnk?si=R7dgsoRnUCwzcnVT

http://tlmlabor.org/the-centralia-massacre/

https://www.washingtonpost.com/outlook/2019/11/11/why-massacre-centralia-years-ago-is-critically-important-today

Wobbly War: The Centralia Story, by John M. McClelland Jr., Richard Maxwell Brown (foreword)

Centralia Tragedy of 1919: Elmer Smith and the Wobblies, by Tom Copeland

The Red Coast: Radicalism and Anti-Radicalism in Southwest Washington,

by Aaron Goings, Brian Barnes, Roger Snider

The Unique and Its Property, by Max Stirner

The Exploitation of Veterans Day

https://jacobin.com/2014/11/the-exploitation-of-veterans-day?fbclid=IwY2xjawOAX51leHRuA2FlbQIxMABicmlkETE0OFlVM256T3N5cmVyRjlYc3J0YwZhcHBfaWQQMjIyMDM5MTc4ODIwMDg5MgABHoOYRvxN9UeJH_Y49H8LZrCIGbtIXtoaGDbk_9Ws0D3OGuo3Prar2EzbqNVF_aem_5nAvjd7q3a5YZPVXr16Ctg

November 10 2026 Remember, And Bring A Reckoning For White Supremacist Terror: the Case of the Wilmington Massacre of 1898

On this anniversary of the Wilmington Massacre of 1898, an incident of white supremacist terror of which the ICE white supremacist terror force now unleashed upon us in a mad campaign of ethnic cleansing is an echo and reflection, I find new relevance of the principle By Any Means Necessary.

For all Resistance is War to the Knife, and who respects no laws and no limits, no bonds of brotherhood, may hide behind none.

History shadows our lives, and can teach us much that remains relevant and useful; but only if we bear witness, seek the truth, question and expose authority, and remember. 

For Silence Is Complicity.

We wander in a Wilderness of Mirrors; lies, falsifications, illusions, diversions, rewritten histories, alternate realities, wherein each other’s voices are the only lighthouses of warning and guidance, and we must hold our voices as fragments of ourselves which we cannot abandon while remaining human.

Let us amplify and exalt each other in solidarity, for we are all embedded in multiple systems of oppression whose objective is to dehumanize us and steal our souls.

As written by Daniel R Biddle in The Guardian, in an article entitled The Wilmington massacre of 1898: a shocking episode of racist violence:

North Carolina city marks 125th anniversary of the white-supremacist attack with a week of memorial events; “In the late 1890s, Wilmington, North Carolina, a port city between the Atlantic’s barrier islands and the banks of the Cape Fear River, became an island of hope for a new America.

Residents of the city’s thriving Black community made themselves a political force, exercising the rights of citizenship guaranteed to them after the civil war by the 13th, 14th and 15th amendments. Across the south, such activity had triggered deadly white violence against Black voters, organizers and officeholders in the decades since the war. But in Wilmington, a city of 20,000, the votes of 8,000 Black men helped a rare biracial “Fusion” alliance elect candidates of both races.

Three of the 10 aldermen were Black. The city had Black health inspectors, postmasters, magistrates and policemen, albeit under orders not to arrest anyone white. The county coroner, jailer and treasurer were Black, as was the register of deeds. Black businesspeople pooled their money in three Black-owned banks. Families a generation removed from enslavement owned their homes and read a local Black newspaper.

As modern-day Wilmingtonian Tim Pinnick, a genealogist, put it: “Things functioned the way they were meant to function as a result of Emancipation.”

Planning a coup

But if Wilmington looked to some Americans like a model for the south, powerful white leaders, including the president of Wilmington Cotton Mills Company, the editor of the Raleigh News & Observer and the chairman of the state Democratic party, could not abide it. They set out to topple what the newspaper editor labeled “Negro rule”.

One hundred and twenty-five years ago, on 10 November 1898, a shocking coup d’état was executed.

The plotters had set the stage by creating what they called the “white supremacy campaign”. They printed falsehoods about Black men preying on white women and stockpiling guns. They targeted the Fusion officeholders and the Black newspaper, summoned militias and white vigilantes known as Red Shirts, and terrorized Black voters at the polls.

“If you see the negro out voting tomorrow, tell him stop,” one of the leaders, former Confederate colonel Alfred Moore Waddell, told a gun-waving white audience on the eve of Wilmington’s 1898 election. “If he doesn’t, shoot him down. Shoot him down in his tracks.” Waddell vowed to “choke the current of the Cape Fear River” with Black bodies if he had to.     

On 10 November, Red Shirts, militiamen and white mobs surged through Wilmington’s streets and massacred 60 or more Black men. “They gave their lives to vote,” said Hesketh “Nate” Brown, a retired New York City transit manager whose great-great-grandfather, Joshua Halsey, tried to flee the militiamen.

The Red Shirts torched the Black newspaper’s office, posed for pictures in front of its smoking ruins, installed Waddell as mayor, and sent hundreds of Black residents fleeing into the woods. Some ran west toward the river; others, east to the Black cemetery. Athalia Howe was 12 when her family and others took refuge in Pine Forest, a cemetery that dated back to the period before Emancipation. It was said that families sheltered next to graves of their loved ones.

Uncovering a history of racial injustice

For years no one in Howe’s family said much about those events, as her great-granddaughter, Cynthia Brown, told the Washington Post. But one day, when she was about eight years old, a distant look filled her great-grandmother’s eyes and she grabbed Brown’s wrist.

“If it ever happens again, run!” Brown remembered her shouting. “Don’t let it happen to you!”

Brown set out to discover what “it” was.

So did Pinnick, the genealogist and Black schoolteacher from Illinois who learned of the coup in recent years when he retired to Wilmington. And Nate Brown, the retired transit manager who found his great-great-grandfather’s name in an 1898 newspaper clipping about the “race war”. (The article blamed Black “aggressors”.) And Sonya Patrick-AmenRa, who counts among her ancestors four soldiers of the United States Colored Troops who helped win the civil war.

Now, Brown, Brown (they are not related), Pinnick, AmenRa and other Wilmingtonians, along with ministers, activists, authors, educators and a documentary film-maker whose ancestor aided the plotters, are helping change the historical narrative.

Over the last two decades, a school and park named after leaders who directed the murder of dozens of Black people have been renamed. Community activists have set out to learn the names of everyone who was killed and every Black Wilmingtonian who survived the 1898 massacre. They are marking the coup’s 125th anniversary, 10 November, with a week of events that include “racial-equity and trauma training”, documentary film showings and descendants’ stories.

“There is a need to focus on that horrible day to understand it,” Pinnick said. “And yet, it’s a testimony to surviving that the story should be told.”

For nearly a century the story was told falsely – in textbooks, clippings and memoirs that cast the horrific violence as a spontaneous “riot” and the plotters as heroes who restored racial order to Wilmington.

In 2006, a state-commissioned report debunked the longstanding false narratives about Wilmington’s history.

Even so, Deborah Dicks Maxwell, president of the county’s NAACP chapter, said many local residents still don’t know about it. “This is Wilmington,” she told USA Today last year. “There’s a distance to progress.”

That was evident in the unguarded words of three white Wilmington police officers in 2020, weeks after George Floyd’s killing. A routine audit of patrol-car videotapes revealed the longtime officers discussing killing “f—ing n—s”.

A civil war was coming, Officer Michael Piner said: “We are just gonna go out and start slaughtering them f—ing n—s.” The officers told investigators they had been “venting” and blamed the “stress of today’s climate in law enforcement”.

Wilmington’s first Black police chief fired them in his first week on the job.

Their words were “painful, hurtful”, Chief Donny Williams, a Wilmington officer for nearly three decades, told NPR. “Being from this community, and then working alongside these people for so long, so just hurt – and not just me.”

A legacy of political violence

The full toll of the 1898 massacre and the political legacy it created is still not known.

Estimates of the number of Black people killed range from dozens to hundreds. The state’s 2006 study described the coup in detail and blamed all levels of government for not intervening; it said Black merchants and workers “suffered losses after 1898 in terms of job status, income, and access to capital”. Black businesses moved or closed. Some 2,100 Black residents fled. Black literacy rates plunged.

By the turn of the century, southern states were using poll taxes, literacy tests and grandfather clauses to deny Black men the right to vote, which the 15th amendment had guaranteed them since 1870. Between 1896 and 1902, the number of Black voters registered in North Carolina fell from 126,000 to 6,100. Wilmington did not elect another Black candidate until 1972.

The violence in Wilmington was not unique. Historians and EJI researchers have documented at least 34 instances of mass violence during Reconstruction where scores of Black people were murdered by white mobs intent on re-establishing white supremacy and resisting Black political participation. It is a history that is not well-known but critically relevant for understanding the continuing struggle for racial justice and the many obstacles that still remain.”

Becky G – Bella Ciao (From the Netflix Series “Casa de Papel”)

The Wilmington massacre of 1898: a shocking episode of racist violence:

North Carolina city marks 125th anniversary of the white-supremacist attack with a week of memorial events                   

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June 11 2026 Anniversary of the 2026 Spokane ICE Protest

June 7 2026 In the Shadow of the Battle of Delaney Hall, the First Anniversary of the Battle of Los Angeles For the Soul Of America and the Freedom of the World: ICE Versus The People

July 11 2026  Anniversary of the Murder of Jaime Alanis By ICE

April 11 2026 National Fuck ICE Day

January 8 2026 Ice White Supremacist Terror Force Murders White Female Citizen Renee Good

January 23 2026 Liberty Versus the ICE White Supremacist Terror Force of the Fourth Reich In the Battle of Minneapolis: the Case of Liam Ramos and the Three Thousand Eight Hundred Stolen Children

January 24 2026 Martyr of Liberty Alex Pretti

December 27 2025 Resistance and Revolutionary Struggle in the Shadows of White Supremacist Terror and Ethnic Cleansing: the Case of Cecot Prison

June 12 2025 Why We Fight: Authorized Versus Chosen And Ambiguous National Identities As a Ground of Struggle, Symbolized By the Mexican Flag In the Battle of Los Angeles

June 10 2025 The Fall Or Rebirth of America Will Be Decided Not In the Courts Or In Congress, But In the Streets: The Battle of Los Angeles Day Five

April 17 2025 Trump Regime Tests Its Power to Violate the Constitution and Abduct and Imprison Without Cause Or Trial Any Random Person and All Of Us: Case of Kilmar Ábrego García

February 10 2025 Resist ICE By Any Means Necessary; If They Come For One Of Us, Let Them Be Met With All Of Us

January 24 2025 The Six Coup Attempts of Traitor Trump; a Retrospective

September 24 2024 Liberation Day of the New York, Portland, and Seattle Autonomous Zones

September 3 2024 Anniversary of the Assassination of Antifascist Comrade Michael Reinoehl: Violence, Responsibility, the Social Use of Force, and Our Duty of Care For Others

August 22 2024 Anniversary of the Battle For Portland

July 30 2024 Anniversary of Victory Portland Day: Antifa’s Historic Defeat of Homeland Security and the Federal Government of the United States

July 31 2023 Remembering Black Lives Matter and the 2020 Summer of Fire: What We Hope For

June 14 2022 Remembering the Fourth Reich’s Reign of Terror: the Case of William Barr

November 9 2026 Resistance As The Art of Fear: Fencing As a Metaphor For Politics and Liberation Struggle

Herein I interrogate the arts of politics, personal combat, war, Resistance, and revolutionary struggle as illuminated through the metaphor of fencing; and this in the wake of the Day of the Dead, as we honor our history and the ancestors whose stories we bear written in our flesh, and as we fight for the survival of humankind, democracy, and the Restoration of America in the wake of our victorious midterm elections.

In this liminal Defining Moment of what it means to be an American and a human being, our nation wrestles with the balance between Restoration of democracy and bringing a Reckoning to collaborators of the Trump regime and change to the inherent contradictions of a system which is failing and has produced the monstrous Trump regime as a symptom of collapse, and here I wish and intend to provide strategic and ideological policy guidance toward healing the flaws of our humanity and the brokenness of the world.

As we begin the great task of the reimagination and transformation of human being, meaning, and value and of how we choose to be human together as political and social process and as liberation struggle, as we act in solidarity to seize the momentum of our glorious triumph and bring change to our systems of oppression and the institutions and purposes of the state as we hunt and purge those who would enslave us and all those complicit in the crimes of the Trump Regime from among us, how can we shape ourselves to this historic mission?

All Resistance is War to the Knife, for who respects no laws and no limits may hide behind none, as is true of our criminal and perverse Trump regime and his Party of Treason. But how precisely are we to resist?

A man who has nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature and has no chance of being free,” so John Stuart Mill exhorts us in Principles of Political Economy, which I once paraphrased in reply to Jean Genet, and I am thinking of this in terms of the imposed conditions of revolutionary struggle and the primary strategic problem of how to delegitimize authority and demonstrate the meaninglessness of its power, how to seize power against impossible odds and in the face of twin threats of force and control, the brutal repression of dissent and massive military resources of state tyranny and terror and the pervasive surveillance and thought control of propaganda, lies and illusions which falsify us and steal our souls.

My father once said to me; ‘Never play someone else’s game. Whoever sets the terms and the rules of a game wins, so this is what you must seize first, and change the rules.” This wisdom was imparted as an observation of the differences between sports of personal combat, which have rules, and combat in war or beyond the boundaries of the arena, which has none. In this it is like the distinction between politics and revolutionary struggle.

There is a beautiful allegory of this principle in the film Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan, as Kirk defeats the unwinnable scenario Kobayashi Maru by changing the rules of the game and applies this strategy to defeating Khan.

 Combat sports like fencing offer us spectacles of excellence and the limits of human achievement, which I study with great interest as performances which enact metaphors and offer tactical and strategic principles of struggle, like the movements and methods of predators in nature which form the basis of my kung fu.

Such are the material basis of my arts of seizures of power as war, revolution, and political struggle as much as the systems of oppression and imposed conditions of struggle in which we are embedded in chiaroscuro.

All Resistance is War to the Knife, as I have often written; herein I offer a model of what I mean by this.

As my father was a fencing coach, whose right arm was magnificently adorned with scars from actual duels, who taught both privately at our home and as a club at our high school where he also taught Forensics, English, and Drama, it was inevitable that I would have participated to some degree, but I loved saber and was reasonably good at it. How I came to discover this, and what it came to mean to me in time, is a story relevant to my understanding of freedom and the art of revolution as its praxis.

It was the Incident of the Bubble Gum which brought the disciplines of fencing and martial arts into my life, and changed how I was raised and who I became as a scholar and warrior.

As a nine year old I spent recess at elementary school either playing chess with the Principal in his office, reading in the library, or experimenting with the chemistry set in the lab, which doubtless seemed unfriendly and aloof to the other children whom I failed to play with. Someone retaliated by putting gum on my seat, which I found insulting, so during the next recess I poured some chemicals in bottles marked with a skull and crossbones down the spigot of the drinking faucet, reasoning that water pressure would let them pool in the u-tube just below so that everyone who went for a drink of water after playing would get a dose. That afternoon half a dozen kids were outside throwing up, and I felt not triumph but horror, because I realized I could have unintentionally killed everyone. I told my father about it that night. 

To this my father replied; “You have discovered politics; this is about fear as the basis of human exchange. Most importantly, it is about the use of force.

Fear is a good servant and a terrible master; those who use it to subjugate others are motivated by fear themselves, and if you can show them you do not fear them they will be afraid of you, and you can use it as a lever to win dominance.

Fear is a ground of struggle. Fear precedes power. So, whose instrument will it be?

Fear, power, and the use of social force are balanced with the need to belong. Membership, too, is a means of exchange. Sometimes its best to do what others do to fit in, but it isn’t always best, and it can be very wrong.

Best is to discover what’s best for you, no matter how different that is, and find belonging on your own terms and no one else’s. Even if you have to create that community yourself.

What you need is a way to confront people directly when you’re upset with them that doesn’t cause more harm than it solves.”

So my father described to me Sartrean authenticity and freedom as an escape from the Wagnerian Ring of fear, power, and force as a philosophy of total Resistance.

From this time I was engaged in the study of martial arts and fencing. Martial arts is a vast subject, and I also trained in a number of fighting arts with swords and other ancient historical weapons, but competitive saber fencing is a game with a very specific set of conditions which are directly relevant to actual combat, because like politics and war it is an art of pain and fear.

Precisely what did I train in as my father’s student under the name of fencing?

All modern Olympic rules fencing is built on the foil and epee, thrust-only sport forms of Smallsword dueling which replaced the rapier as firearms obsolesced swords in war during the 18th century. The historical genesis of the art reached its final form in France and was codified in 1891 as an Olympic sport, now called Classical fencing. If you study fencing anywhere on earth, this is what you learn. Its simply more efficient than anything else you can do with an edged weapon, once firearms made armor obsolete. Seriously, I will choose a rapier or other thrusting weapon like a dagger against any other contact weapon in single combat, and a saber or other cutting weapon like a tanto in melee, having studied any art which might offer the possibility of surprise for decades, and nothing compares to the precision and subtlety of classical fencing.

We also practiced Spanish rapier and dagger or la verdadera destreza which is fought in a circle using lateral evasion and angles of attack rather than on a strip like Olympic competitive fencing, which one can see in the matador’s art and represents a direct evolution from Roman gladiatorial games, and later during high school I studied the Filipino espada y daga derived from it. Where the primary weapon dominates the enemy through presence or reach, the secondary is used to savage an enemy inside the guard of a long pointy sword like a rapier, a problem which the sabre with its continuous cutting edges does not have; closing against a cutting weapon is a death sentence. Normally I carry both thrusting dagger and cutting knife, as part of my rule for everyday carry which requires three contact and three distance weapons. A dagger or any knife can countercut and also entrap a weapon or be used as a lever for armlocks and disarmaments, but it does not parry except in emergency, and its best at unpredictable angles of attack when you are slammed right into the enemy, or to gut them like a fish when grabbed from behind.

Here I should note that from my teens onward I also practiced Close Quarters Combat with the Applegate-Fairbairn knife whose grip and techniques are derived from foil and court sword fencing as the legacy of a time when all gentlemen and members of the officer class were assumed to have been raised with fencing, the wonderfully versatile tanto which can be used as a primary or secondary weapon in either hand and both point forward and reverse gripped when on uncertain ground, and the Chinese Snake style’s signature dagger, near identical in blade form with the AF or any double edged combat knife and employed with darting thrusts to vital points from concealment, which I also studied in my thirties in Malaysia at the Snake Temple in Georgetown on the isle of Penang from which I sailed as a home port, a style based on the pit viper.

So my knife fighting is influenced by foil fencing and the Applegate-Fairbairn CQB derived from it, the Spanish sword and dagger style that preceded modern fencing and the Filipino art derived from it, the Japanese tanto, the Chinese Snake dagger, and the karambit which is the reverse gripped weapon of the Raja Harimau art I studied in Sumatra, used like a tiger’s claw in grappling.

The sabre has an entirely different historical origin and genesis, as a cavalry weapon designed for mounted horse combat and influenced by the Persian shamshir and the later Pan-Islamic scimitar which dates from the ninth century, though the ur-source may be the curved sword named Dhu’l-Fiqar used in battles by the Prophet Mohammed himself Peace Be Upon Him, and was assimilated and dispersed by everyone they fought for or against, much like the similar Mongol sword which influenced that of the Russian Cossacks in their long war against the Golden Horde, especially during the Crusades, the last of which was in Hungary in 1716. It was in Hungary during the centuries of conflict between the Hapsburg and Ottoman Empires that the sabre reached its final form, and by the Napoleonic Wars had come to be universalized in Europe as the prestige weapon of hussars and other mounted warfare and its fighting art codified into a syllabus, with national variations in both form and use, as this light, fast cutting weapon replaced thrusting swords in war. The officer’s dress sword of the US Marine Corps is a Mameluke scimitar adopted in 1825 after the Barbary War; as is the British General Staff sword adopted after the Egyptian Campaign versus Napoleon. Add a handguard and the unique sabre ground edge and you have the modern sabre used from the Napoleonic Wars through the American Civil War and into World War One. In Europe national styles persist; the fearsome Polish crosscut style is still a living national art, which I had the honor of studying while we organized Resistance operations versus the Putin regime and the Russian invasion of Ukraine from Warsaw.

As previously noted, the sabre is sharp along the curving front and a third of the way down the back, meaning one can attack from any angle and at any distance. Actual battle sabres differ from competition fencing in being far heavier and less flexible, meaning one must conserve angular momentum and strike through targets, seeking a beheading or gutting hit, instead of tap tap tapping for points or recovering to guard after each strike. This also changes how one parries and ripostes; because in actual combat you must do so in one continuous motion, often circular. It’s the same difference between kendo sparring and use of an actual samurai katana, which like the sabre is a cutting weapon that can also thrust.

To be clear, these are arts of power as intimidation, subjugation, and dominion through inflicting pain and terror, and freedom won through discipline in embracing it. A fencing saber is a flexible steel whip, much like a sjambok, with which we inflict pain to establish dominance; fencers run at each other and deliver punishing hits that feel like real cuts, a white hot brand so intense it can disrupt consciousness in momentary blackouts.

On the first pass I preferred trading hits to the usual two movement parry and counterattack, or to any defense which does not inflict pain on the enemy as its goal; why defend and be reactive and controlled when you can teach your enemy to fear you? I trust not in parry and riposte but in the countercut, and in simultaneous counterattack to keep the enemy on the defensive, seize the momentum, and set the terms of struggle.

On the second pass a weak opponent will hesitate, ruled by the pain his flesh remembers, and be lost. If he embraces his pain and is without fear we meet as equals in the second and third engagements, and the game becomes one of chess like multilayered strategies, diversion and surprise, timing, precision, and control through continuous assault and patterns of attack and entrapment which set up a multi-staged opening by making the opponent react in defense to establish habits and expectations of action as norms and misdirection, which one then violates with an unpredictable surprise. My art of Resistance is shaped by my doctrine of personal combat derived in part from saber fencing.

Regardless of anything else, whoever achieves surprise wins. This is why I practice the violation of normalities and transgression of the Forbidden as sacred acts; anything is possible in the space of the Unknown marked Here Be Dragons on our maps of becoming human.

And one thing more wins fights; not staying down, which in the context of revolutionary struggle I call Refusal to Submit. We can be killed, imprisoned and tortured, inflicted with horrors; but we cannot be conquered, if we refuse to submit, to believe the lies of the enemy, or to obey his commands. This is our victory, and it cannot be taken from us.

I love saber because it is primarily a contest of will and only secondarily of skill, in which ferocity in attack, by which I mean achieving shock and awe through maximum savagery and without warning, and willingness to eat pain to achieve victory are decisive, though guile, deception, concealment of intent, and an ability to think moves ahead of one’s opponent improvisationally in a fluid, time compressed, and dynamic situation define greatness in this arena.

So also with the arts of revolution as both war and political struggle.

To be beyond control by pain and fear is to be free from subjugation by authority, for who cannot be compelled becomes Unconquered. As Jean Genet said to me when we were trapped by Israeli soldiers in a burning house, moments before we expected to be burned alive having refused to come out and surrender, “When there is no hope, we are free to do impossible things, glorious things.”

To once again tell the tale of how Genet set me on my life’s path with the Oath of the Resistance in Beirut during the summer of 1982, where the invasion and siege had disrupted my culinary tour of the Mediterranean.

Israeli soldiers had set fire to the houses on my street, and called for people to come out and surrender. They were blindfolding the children of those who did and using them as human shields.

We had no other weapon than the empty bottle of champagne we had just finished with our breakfast of strawberry crepes; I asked “Any ideas?”, at which he shrugged and said with an ironic smile; “Fix bayonets?”

And then he gave me a principle of action by which I have lived for  forty four  years now; “When there is no hope, one is free to do impossible things, glorious things.”

He asked me if I was going to surrender, and I said no; he smiled and replied, “Nor will I.” And so he swore me to the Oath he devised in 1940 in Paris at the beginning of the Occupation for such friends as he could gather, reworded from the oath he had taken as a Legionnaire. He said it was the finest thing he ever stole; “We swear our loyalty to each other, to resist and yield not, and abandon not our fellows.” So it was that I became the bearer of a tradition now over eighty years old and forged in the most fearsome and terrible conflict the world has ever known, shortly before I expected to be burned alive in the second of many Last Stands.

This was the moment of my forging, this decision to choose death and pain over subjugation, and ever since being struck by it I have been a bell, ringing. And like the Liberty Bell, I am broken open to the suffering of others and the flaws of our humanity. This has been the greatest gift I have ever been given, this empathy borne of a sacred wound, and I shall never cease the call to liberty, nor hesitate to answer as I am able the call for solidarity with others.

It is a principle of action I recommend to you all, for when we eliminate personal survival from our victory conditions, when we accept death and “the many ills to which the flesh is heir” as Shakespeare wrote in Hamlet, as conditions of struggle against overwhelming force and power, authority, and state terror and tyranny, we free ourselves from the limits of our flesh and can turn pain and fear as the means of enslavement against the tyrants of our dehumanization as forces of liberation and seizure of power. Freud called this death transcendence, and it is a precondition of autonomy in revolutionary struggle as self ownership of identity.

 As Max Stirner said, “Freedom cannot be granted; it must be seized”.

Let us resist authority whenever it claims us, by any means necessary, and become exalted beyond ourselves in a liberty which cannot be taken from us.

Inglourious Basterds, Lt Aldo Raine’s speech

The magnificent Lt Aldo Raine in the film Inglorious Basterds wears the crossed arrows patch of the First Special Service Force, the Black Devils, whose daring exploits inspired it. After the war the Black Devils were unified with the OSS Jedburg teams and other elements to become our Green Berets, the US Army Special Operations Force; this is the tradition of service which I call upon now, and look to for inspiration in combating ICE fascist terror today.

February 11 2025 How To Be An Antifascist: Historical Sources and Contexts For The Resistance

Eight Principles of the Art of War

The first lesson of the art of war is Diversion and Surprise. This involves a cornucopia of misdirection, illusion, concealment, and the arts of ambush and improvising channels, traps, and arenas to escape pursuit.

The second lesson is to Be Unpredictable, and use your enemy’s routines against him to create windows of opportunity. Change your patterns and routines, your playbook, rules, strategies and tactics. Surprise yourself, and the enemy too will be surprised.

The third lesson is to Seize the Rules; never play someone else’s game, on their terms or by their rules, but on ground and at a time of your choosing. If you become trapped in such a game, change the rules and make it yours.

The fourth lesson is to Seize Initiative and Control through continuous attack and patterns of action; make the enemy react to you and you will tie up his resources in defense which may otherwise be free to threaten and attack you. Plan ahead of the enemy’s moves, and use patterns and expectations to create dilemmas, openings, ambushes, and traps.

The fifth lesson is to Seize the Timing, or wrongfooting the enemy. No one can be everywhere at once with equal force, and one must gather maximum force and strike where least expected and where the enemy is weakest. This means luring the enemy into being where you want him to be, such as massing forces where they are useless while exposing strategic targets.

The sixth lesson is to Seize the Momentum and point of balance when attacked; defend nothing, but neutralize greater force and power through evasion and redirection. The principles of simultaneous counterattack to seize control as momentum, and of continuous attack as conservation of momentum, work together in this as a Doctrine of No Defense or pure counterattack and ambush.

The seventh lesson is to Embrace Your Fear and use your pain. Why defend when you can counterattack and teach the enemy to fear you? As my father said; “Fear is a ground of struggle. Fear precedes power. So, whose instrument will it be?”

The eighth lesson is to Seize the Narrative of the conflict, for all conflict is theatre. Here we instrumentalize history, famously described by CIA Chief of Counter Intelligence Angleton as the Wilderness of Mirrors.

Wilderness of Mirrors, a phrase from T.S. Eliot’s Gerontin, is one I use to describe the pathology of falsification of ourselves through propaganda, lies and illusions, rewritten histories, state secrets, alternate realities, authoritarian faith which devours truths. This I disambiguate in comparison with its opposite, journalism and the witness of history as the sacred quest to pursue the truth. We are made counterfeits of ourselves by systems of elite hegemonic power such as patriarchy, racism, and capitalism, and by those who would enslave us, through capture of our stories as theft of the soul.

James Angleton, on whom John Le Carre based his character of George Smiley, infamously used the phrase in this sense as well, and it has become universalized throughout the intelligence community he shaped and influenced during the Second World War and its aftermath the Cold War. Writing in reference to David Martin’s biography of himself entitled Wilderness of Mirrors, Angleton described it as a “myriad of stratagems, deceptions, artifices, and all the other devices of disinformation which the Soviet bloc and its coordinated intelligence services use to confuse and split the West … an ever fluid landscape where fact and illusion merge.” And of course, everything he ascribed to the Soviets was true of himself, his own agency, and America as well, and of all states, for all are houses of illusion.

Our goal in revolutionary struggle is to seize the legitimacy and authority of the enemy, to take their power, by claiming the moral high ground, shaping opinion through narratives of victimization and solidarity by championing the people against those who would enslave us. For who stands alone, dies alone; and who stands in solidarity with his fellows becomes unstoppable as the tides.

The last lesson is the same as the first; diversion and surprise.

All else is the will to resist and refusal to submit, beyond victory or even survival.

June 25 2026 My Life As A Martial Artist, Written On Becoming a Member of Ryupedia. Part One: Healing From Trauma, Empowerment, and An Instrument of Self-Construal, Seizure of Identity, and the Reimagination of Myself; the Uses of Martial Arts and An Inquiry Into the Origins of My Own

June 26 2026 My Life As A Martial Artist, Part Two: Martial Arts As a Path Of  Becoming a Fulcrum of Change: What I Did With My Fear, and How I Use My Power

November 8 2026 On This Kali Puja, A Song in Celebration of Death

I sing of the goddess of Death and Rebirth, Transformation, Magic, Chaos, Darkness and Dreams, Battle and seizures of power as Liberation, twin of my demon lover Desire who define each other as negative spaces and inhabit our bodies as forces and instincts and the endless chasms of our souls as archetypes, myths, symbols, metaphors and allegories of the oceanic vastness of the unconscious.

Myriads of such primal forces exalt us beyond ourselves as motivating, informing, and shaping sources which arise from and dwell within the collective unconscious of humankind as transpersonal interconnectedness, an immense component of ourselves and our personae which float upon its surface like  flotsam on a vast sea of being.

Our greater being lives not within the surfaces of our forms and the flags of our skin, but as networks of consciousness and abstract information distributed throughout the universe beyond the gates of Time. Our universe is a system of signs, and we among the dreams of the Infinite.

  We are illusions, transitory and ephemeral, stories, histories, memories, always in motion as processes of change, which arise from our true ground of being and to which we will one day return.

Death is a terrible destroyer but also a liberator, who frees us from the limits of our flesh.

Our celebration of Kali occurs during the five days of Diwali, the Festival of Lights wherein we celebrate the triumph of hope over fear, love over hate, and faith in each other as solidarity over division.

Diwali is a celebration rooted in the founding myth and epic of India, the Ramayana, of the liberation of humankind from the tyranny of our demons as the victory of Rama and Hanuman, man and his animal nature, over the demon king Ravanna, to reclaim his wife or female half Sita, an allegory of unitary wholeness and the birth of consciousness from the realm of dreams as well as of the emergence of the human from the animal, and an underworld journey which finds echoes in the myth of Orpheus and in Dante’s quest to free Beatrice in The Divine Comedy.

Herein goddesses as archetypal figures regulate ritual enactments and processes of transformation and act as gatekeepers and guides through the labyrinth.

The third day of the Festival of Light honors Lakshmi, who appears as the figure of Fortune in our tarot cards, goddess of random chance, wealth, and fate whom we invoke as Lady Luck in gambling, games of probabilities, and actions involving risk. And who doesn’t need all the luck they can get? 

In honor of Lady Luck and the Liberation of Humankind through unification with our animal nature in this Festival of Lights, I offer you a game of chance and the limitless possibilities of becoming human; for which you will need only a six sided dice, pen, and paper.

Write down six characters as identities you would like to perform, from literature or film, whomsoever you wish. In the context of this festival, partners and teams may become avatars of gods and goddesses and perform a kind of live action theatre. Then cast the dice to discover which of them you will live as for the day. No matter who you perform today, you have five other selves in reserve, and tomorrow is another day, in which we may wear a different mask.

As to whose voice I hear in my head when I write, and characters on whom I model my performance of myself in my primary life roles, that would be Patrick Stewart’s Jean Luc Picard from whom I learned the art of command, and of remaining human while doing so, and Benedict Cumberbatch’s Sherlock Holmes, from whom I learned to use my flaws as strengths.

Happy festival of hope, chance, and liberation, and may you find joy in the discovery of your best self.

But with the sunset all this is changed, for the night belongs to Kali.

The third night of Diwali becomes Kali festival with the moonrise, and through the day which follows; herein we celebrate the goddess of death, time, darkness, magic, sex, rebirth, and transformation; a warrior protectress of all those whom Frantz Fanon called the Wretched of the Earth. We place our lives in the balance with those of the powerless and the dispossessed, the silenced and the erased, with all who are outcasts as their allies and champions. As a figure of liberation and empowered femininity she has many guises; Liberty herself in New York Harbor among them, a guardian shared by both America and India as an archetype of revolutionary and anticolonial struggle against a common historical enemy, the British Empire.

Her warrior brotherhood fought the British Raj with ferocious tenacity and guile, pervasive now throughout the Indian diaspora as a secret society of guardians, liberators, and avengers of the powerless very like the chasseurs of Haitian Voodoo, and interdependent with the cult of the Rakshasas or were tigers / lions whose founding progenitor she rides into battle.

Herein I write as a member of the Kali Aghora or Brotherhood, which in Hinduism is unusual in its total rejection of caste, having studied with a priestess of Kali, and with her warriors. Kali welcomes all.

In balance with this aspect of Time as Death is that of Desire; shakti or life force and transformative rebirth, for Kali is central to the arts of Tantra, especially as transgression of the Boundaries of the Forbidden, violations of normality, the embrace of the monstrous, and the pursuit of truths of ourselves immanent in nature and written in our flesh.

Both of her forms as Death and Desire represent unlimited feminine power free of any patriarchal systems of oppression, though in Shiva whose dance creates the universe she does have a male partner, especially in his form as Bhairava. For those like myself who invite possession as an avatar of the Bhairav during Kali Puga or as transformative battle magic, I have some thoughts on death and desire, the wildness of ourselves and the wildness of nature, truths written in our flesh and immanent in nature, and the embrace of our monstrosity.

Herein I offer you a song in celebration of Death and an invocation of its power of reimagination and transformation, part of the great rite with which I honor the destruction and recreation of the universe each year. It is a ritual which reflects the Tibetan Buddhist practice of Chod, the offering of one’s body as a sacrifice to our demons as the legacies of history which falsify and enslave us but once seized as our own instruments of self creation can also free us from the ideas of others to reclaim our true selves as exaltation, and the atavisms of instinct and degradation which once embraced as ours can reveal truths written in our flesh as illumination and rapture, and embodies Death as a kind of tulpa in a form of immortality magic as described by Oscar Wilde in his anarchist codex of liberation from authorized identities, The Picture of Dorian Gray.

A Song to Kali

Each of us has our own

Angel of death

As a secret partner,

Negative spaces of each other

Which define the limits of our form

The boundaries of which are interfaces

Liminal realms of being

Filled with powers of reimagination and transformation;

Unknowns among the limitless possibilities

Of becoming human

places marked Here Be Dragons

on our maps of being, meaning and value

Here is the world where I live,

Among the Dragons,

In the unknown spaces

Of our topologies of becoming human,

Beyond the boundaries of the Forbidden

And the tyranny of normality

Here is the rapture and terror of the Infinite;

that which defiles and exalts us

beyond the limits of ourselves

Death has been my partner in this dance for so long now

you’d think we would be on better terms,

But Death is a rough lover

To whom our flesh is a sacrifice

That our dreams and wishes may take flight

And become real, eternal, and true.

As I wrote in my post of June 1 2021, Death is a Secret Twin; Death is a secret twin which shares our face but not our dreams which lift and exalt us beyond the limits of our flesh, so Death must steal the echoes and reflections of ours, a thing of shadows filled with secret histories, unspoken truths, unsworn oaths, thousands of myriads of loyalties to private loves and desires betrayed by our failures to make them live and become real by action.    

Death is the terror of all that we may have been but did not become, the loss of our disconnectedness and the emptiness of meaning in a world where love cannot redeem us, the grief for beauty which loses context when it is no longer shared and is lost with the fragments of memories which like the genie of perfume escape their bottle to trigger moments out of time and then evanesce like the ghost of a beloved hand which no longer grasps ours back.

We are tattered and broken things, our secret shadows and ourselves, who live in the incandescent now with these repositories of our beautiful dreams and our terrible nightmares, bearing them on into eternity; for this is the great secret of being, that our best selves are formed of all we would deny and keep hidden, and which live beyond us as figures of our glorious sins. 

Death is an ambush predator made of our histories, memories, and identities, which must steal these things to become real in the moment of our awakening into its realm of beautiful and terrible dreams, a realm of true being beyond the illusions of our lives which bears names including the Bardo in Tibetan Buddhism and the alam al mythal in Islam as codified by ibn Arabi, called by Coleridge the Primary Imagination, the Logos in neo-Platonic philosophy and the Gospel of John, and by Jung the Collective Unconscious, and waits to seize us unawares and carry us off to eternity while it replaces us like a faery changeling with the image of our unrealized hopes and unexpressed desires.

Death is a unique and personal demon created by our denial of ourselves, such denial acting as a parasite which destroys its host and operates through a process of falsification like the distorted and captured images in a wilderness of funhouse mirrors, but it can become instead a symbiote, a terrible and monstrous guardian spirit and a guide of the soul which speaks from within our greatest darkness with Forbidden wisdom, like a remora borne by a shark on its journeys through chasms of the abyssal unknown not as its nemesis and conqueror but as a servant which grooms from us that which we must cast down from the thrones of our hearts; we humans and our silent and unseen partners the angels of our deaths whom we must wrestle not for victory, for everything in life is more powerful than we are, but to become Unconquered in resistance and free.

Thus may we bear without breaking the flaws of our humanity and the brokenness of the world, become greater and more real and alive than we were born, transcend the limits of our form, and become sublimed as figures of our truths in Sartrean total freedom and authenticity as an art of life, for all true art defiles and exalts.

Here is a faith which asks us to renounce nothing and embrace our true selves, to reimagine and transform ourselves; and offers a path of working with grief process and death transcendence not of control of our passions and dominion of nature, but as seizure of power and autonomy, of the embrace and celebration of our wildness as beings of nature and of those truths immanent in nature and written in our flesh.

Let us embrace our monstrosity and say of this secret twin who knows no limits and is free as Prospero says of Caliban in Act V, Scene 1 of William Shakespeare ’s The Tempest; “This thing of darkness I acknowledge mine.”

How shall we answer death and the terror of our nothingness? Let us challenge and defy such death, and while it waits to claim us with its cold hand of entropy and unraveled time we must seize and shake our shadow and secret twin of longing to become, transgress the boundaries of the Forbidden and perform our best selves, our hopes and our desires, as a guerilla theatre of identities upon the stage of the world in fearless grandeur, and let nothing be lost or remain untested among the limitless possibilities of becoming human.

Let us answer death as Bringers of Chaos and Transformation, and make of our world and humankind a thing of beautiful, terrible truths written in our flesh, and of our dreams and nightmares a brave new world.

As I wrote in reflection on my mother’s death, now years ago; Who then shall we become? Asks our self of surfaces, images, and masks which each moment negotiates our boundaries with others.

To which our secret self, the self of darkness and of passion, the self that lives beyond the mirror and knows no limits, unbound by time and space and infinite in possibilities, replies; Who do you want to become?

October 4 2026 Dancing With Death, Not In Horror, Fear, and Despair But In Joy, Wonder, and Hope

Hindi

12 नवंबर 2025 इस काली पूजा पर, मृत्यु के जश्न में एक गीत

मैं मृत्यु और पुनर्जन्म, परिवर्तन, जादू, अराजकता, अंधेरे और सपने, लड़ाई और मुक्ति के रूप में शक्ति की जब्ती की देवी के बारे में गाता हूं, जो मेरे दानव प्रेमी इच्छा के जुड़वां हैं जो एक दूसरे को नकारात्मक स्थानों के रूप में परिभाषित करते हैं और हमारे शरीर में शक्तियों और प्रवृत्तियों के रूप में निवास करते हैं और अचेतन की समुद्री विशालता के आदर्शों, मिथकों, प्रतीकों, रूपकों और रूपकों के रूप में हमारी आत्माओं की अंतहीन खाइयाँ।

ऐसी असंख्य आदिम शक्तियाँ हमें प्रेरित करने, सूचित करने और आकार देने वाले स्रोतों के रूप में खुद से परे ले जाती हैं, जो मानव जाति के सामूहिक अचेतन से उत्पन्न होती हैं और ट्रांसपर्सनल इंटरकनेक्शन के रूप में उसमें निवास करती हैं, हमारे और हमारे व्यक्तित्व का एक विशाल घटक जो एक विशाल समुद्र की तरह इसकी सतह पर तैरता है। प्राणी।

हमारा महानतम अस्तित्व हमारे रूपों की सतहों और हमारी त्वचा के झंडों के भीतर नहीं रहता है, बल्कि समय के द्वार से परे पूरे ब्रह्मांड में वितरित चेतना और अमूर्त जानकारी के नेटवर्क के रूप में रहता है। हमारा ब्रह्मांड संकेतों की एक प्रणाली है, और हम अनंत के सपनों में से हैं।

हम भ्रम हैं, क्षणभंगुर और क्षणभंगुर, कहानियां, इतिहास, यादें, परिवर्तन की प्रक्रियाओं के रूप में हमेशा गति में रहते हैं, जो हमारे अस्तित्व की वास्तविक जमीन से उत्पन्न होती हैं और जिस पर हम एक दिन लौट आएंगे।

मृत्यु एक भयानक विध्वंसक होने के साथ-साथ एक मुक्तिदाता भी है, जो हमें हमारे शरीर की सीमाओं से मुक्त करती है।

काली का हमारा उत्सव दिवाली के पांच दिनों के दौरान मनाया जाता है, रोशनी का त्योहार जिसमें हम भय पर आशा की जीत, नफरत पर प्यार और विभाजन पर एकजुटता के रूप में एक-दूसरे पर विश्वास की जीत का जश्न मनाते हैं।

दिवाली भारत के संस्थापक मिथक और महाकाव्य, रामायण में निहित एक उत्सव है, जो हमारे राक्षसों के अत्याचार से मानव जाति की मुक्ति के रूप में राम और हनुमान की जीत, मनुष्य और उसके पशु स्वभाव, राक्षस राजा रावण पर, पुनः प्राप्त करने के लिए है। उनकी पत्नी या अर्धांगिनी सीता, एकात्मक पूर्णता का एक रूपक और सपनों के दायरे से चेतना का जन्म और साथ ही जानवर से मानव का उद्भव, और एक अंडरवर्ल्ड यात्रा जो ऑर्फ़ियस के मिथक और दांते के मिथक में गूँज पाती है द डिवाइन कॉमेडी में बीट्राइस को मुक्त कराने की खोज।

इसमें आदर्श आकृतियों के रूप में देवी-देवता अनुष्ठान अधिनियमों और परिवर्तन की प्रक्रियाओं को नियंत्रित करते हैं और भूलभुलैया के माध्यम से द्वारपाल और मार्गदर्शक के रूप में कार्य करते हैं।

प्रकाश उत्सव का तीसरा दिन लक्ष्मी का सम्मान करता है, जो हमारे टैरो कार्ड में फॉर्च्यून की आकृति, यादृच्छिक अवसर, धन और भाग्य की देवी के रूप में दिखाई देती है, जिसे हम जुए, संभावनाओं के खेल और जोखिम से जुड़े कार्यों में लेडी लक के रूप में बुलाते हैं।

रोशनी के इस त्योहार में लेडी लक और हमारी पशु प्रकृति के साथ एकीकरण के माध्यम से मानव जाति की मुक्ति के सम्मान में, मैं आपको मौका का एक खेल और मानव बनने की असीमित संभावनाओं की पेशकश करता हूं; जिसके लिए आपको केवल छह तरफा पासा, पेन और कागज की आवश्यकता होगी।

साहित्य या फिल्म से छह पात्रों को पहचान के रूप में लिखें जिन्हें आप प्रदर्शित करना चाहते हैं; पारंपरिक रूप से ये तीन पुरुष और तीन महिला भूमिकाएँ हो सकती हैं, लेकिन जब तक आप न चाहें, ऐसा होना ज़रूरी नहीं है। फिर यह पता लगाने के लिए पासा फेंकें कि आप उस दिन उनमें से किसमें जीवित रहेंगे। इससे कोई फर्क नहीं पड़ता कि आप आज कौन सा प्रदर्शन करते हैं, आपके पास आरक्षित रूप में पांच अन्य स्वयं हैं, और कल एक और दिन है, जिसमें हम एक अलग मुखौटा पहन सकते हैं।

आशा, अवसर और मुक्ति का शुभ त्योहार, और आपको अपने सर्वश्रेष्ठ स्व की खोज में आनंद मिले।

लेकिन सूर्यास्त के साथ यह सब बदल जाता है, क्योंकि रात काली की होती है।

दिवाली की तीसरी रात चंद्रोदय के साथ काली उत्सव बन जाती है, और उसके बाद पूरे दिन; यहां हम मृत्यु, समय, अंधकार, जादू, सेक्स, पुनर्जन्म और परिवर्तन की देवी का जश्न मनाते हैं; उन सभी की एक योद्धा रक्षक, जिन्हें फ्रांत्ज़ फैनन ने पृथ्वी का मनहूस कहा था। हम अपना जीवन उन लोगों के साथ संतुलन में रखते हैं जो शक्तिहीन और वंचित हैं, खामोश हैं और मिटा दिए गए हैं, उन सभी के साथ जो बहिष्कृत हैं, उनके सहयोगी और चैंपियन हैं। मुक्ति और सशक्त नारीत्व की एक मूर्ति के रूप में उनके कई रूप हैं; उनमें से न्यूयॉर्क हार्बर में स्वयं लिबर्टी भी शामिल थीं, जो एक साझा ऐतिहासिक दुश्मन, ब्रिटिश साम्राज्य के खिलाफ क्रांतिकारी और उपनिवेशवाद-विरोधी संघर्ष के आदर्श के रूप में अमेरिका और भारत दोनों द्वारा साझा की गई संरक्षक थीं।

उनके योद्धा भाईचारे ने ब्रिटिश राज से क्रूर दृढ़ता और छल के साथ लड़ाई लड़ी, जो अब पूरे भारतीय प्रवासी में हाईटियन वूडू के पीछा करने वालों की तरह शक्तिहीनों के संरक्षकों के एक गुप्त समाज के रूप में व्याप्त है, और राक्षसों के पंथ के साथ अन्योन्याश्रित या बाघ/शेर थे जिनके संस्थापक पूर्वज वह युद्ध में उतरती है।

इसमें मैं काली अघोरा या ब्रदरहुड के सदस्य के रूप में लिख रहा हूं, जो हिंदू धर्म में जाति की पूर्ण अस्वीकृति में असामान्य है, मैंने काली की एक पुजारिन के साथ अध्ययन किया है।

समय के इस पहलू के साथ संतुलन में मृत्यु इच्छा का पहलू है; शक्ति या जीवन शक्ति और परिवर्तनकारी पुनर्जन्म, क्योंकि काली तंत्र की कलाओं का केंद्र है, विशेष रूप से निषिद्ध सीमाओं का उल्लंघन, सामान्यता का उल्लंघन, राक्षसी का आलिंगन और पीछा करना

प्रकृति में अन्तर्निहित और हमारे शरीर में लिखित स्वयं के सत्यों के बारे में।

मृत्यु और इच्छा के रूप में उनके दोनों रूप उत्पीड़न की किसी भी पितृसत्तात्मक व्यवस्था से मुक्त असीमित स्त्री शक्ति का प्रतिनिधित्व करते हैं, हालांकि शिव में, जिनके नृत्य से ब्रह्मांड का निर्माण होता है, उनका एक पुरुष साथी है, खासकर उनके रूप में भैरव के रूप में।

इसमें मैं आपको मृत्यु के जश्न में एक गीत और उसकी पुनर्कल्पना और परिवर्तन की शक्ति का आह्वान प्रस्तुत करता हूं, जो उस महान संस्कार का हिस्सा है जिसके साथ मैं हर साल ब्रह्मांड के विनाश और मनोरंजन का सम्मान करता हूं। यह एक अनुष्ठान है जो चोद की तिब्बती बौद्ध प्रथा को दर्शाता है, इतिहास की विरासत के रूप में हमारे राक्षसों को बलिदान के रूप में अपने शरीर की पेशकश जो हमें धोखा देती है और गुलाम बनाती है लेकिन एक बार आत्म निर्माण के हमारे अपने उपकरणों के रूप में जब्त होने से हमें इससे मुक्ति भी मिल सकती है। दूसरों के विचारों को हमारे सच्चे स्वयं को उत्थान के रूप में पुनः प्राप्त करने के लिए, और वृत्ति और पतन की नास्तिकताएं जो एक बार हमारे रूप में अपनाई जाती हैं, वे हमारे शरीर में लिखी सच्चाइयों को रोशनी और उत्साह के रूप में प्रकट कर सकती हैं, और अमरता के जादू के रूप में मृत्यु को एक प्रकार के तुल्पा के रूप में प्रस्तुत करती हैं। ऑस्कर वाइल्ड द्वारा अधिकृत पहचानों से मुक्ति के अराजकतावादी कोडेक्स, द पिक्चर ऑफ डोरियन ग्रे में इसका वर्णन किया गया है।

हममें से प्रत्येक का अपना है

मौत का दूत

एक गुप्त साथी के रूप में,

एक दूसरे के नकारात्मक स्थान

जो हमारे स्वरूप की सीमाओं को परिभाषित करते हैं

जिसकी सीमाएँ इंटरफ़ेस हैं

अस्तित्व के सीमांत क्षेत्र

पुनर्कल्पना और परिवर्तन की शक्तियों से भरा हुआ;

असीमित संभावनाओं के बीच अज्ञात

इंसान बनने का

यहां चिह्नित स्थान ड्रेगन बनें

अस्तित्व, अर्थ और मूल्य के हमारे मानचित्रों पर

यहीं वह दुनिया है जहां मैं रहता हूं,

ड्रेगन के बीच,

अज्ञात स्थानों में

मानव बनने की हमारी टोपोलॉजी में,

निषिद्ध की सीमाओं से परे

और सामान्यता का अत्याचार

यहाँ अनंत का उत्साह और आतंक है;

वह जो हमें अशुद्ध और ऊंचा करता है

खुद की सीमा से परे

इस नृत्य में मृत्यु इतने लंबे समय से मेरी भागीदार रही है

आपको लगता होगा कि हम बेहतर शर्तों पर होंगे,

लेकिन मौत एक कठोर प्रेमी है

जिसके लिए हमारा मांस बलिदान है

कि हमारे सपनों और इच्छाओं को उड़ान मिल सके

और वास्तविक, शाश्वत और सत्य बन जाओ।

जैसा कि मैंने 1 जून 2021 की अपनी पोस्ट में लिखा था, मृत्यु एक गुप्त जुड़वां है; मृत्यु एक गुप्त जुड़वां है जो हमारे चेहरे को साझा करती है लेकिन हमारे सपनों को नहीं जो हमें हमारे शरीर की सीमाओं से परे उठाती और ऊंचा उठाती है, इसलिए मृत्यु को हमारी प्रतिध्वनियों और प्रतिबिंबों को चुरा लेना चाहिए, गुप्त इतिहास, अनकहे सत्य, अनकही शपथों से भरी छाया की चीज़ , निजी प्रेम और इच्छाओं के प्रति हजारों असंख्य निष्ठाएं उन्हें जीवित रखने और कार्रवाई द्वारा वास्तविक बनाने में हमारी विफलताओं के कारण धोखा खा गईं।

मृत्यु उन सभी चीजों का आतंक है जो हम थे लेकिन नहीं बने, हमारे वियोग की हानि और एक ऐसी दुनिया में अर्थ की शून्यता जहां प्यार हमें छुटकारा नहीं दिला सकता, सुंदरता के लिए दुःख जो संदर्भ खो देता है जब इसे अब साझा नहीं किया जाता है और है यादों के टुकड़ों के साथ खो गया है जो इत्र के जिन्न की तरह समय के क्षणों को ट्रिगर करने के लिए अपनी बोतल से बाहर निकलता है और फिर एक प्यारे हाथ के भूत की तरह लुप्त हो जाता है जो अब हमारे हाथ को वापस नहीं पकड़ता है।

हम फटी-पुरानी और टूटी हुई चीजें हैं, हमारी गुप्त परछाइयाँ और हम स्वयं हैं, जो अपने सुंदर सपनों और अपने भयानक दुःस्वप्नों के भंडार के साथ अब गरमागरम में रहते हैं, उन्हें अनंत काल तक ले जाते हैं; क्योंकि यह अस्तित्व का महान रहस्य है, कि हमारा सर्वश्रेष्ठ स्वयं उन सभी से बना है जिन्हें हम अस्वीकार करेंगे और छिपाकर रखेंगे, और जो हमारे गौरवशाली पापों के आंकड़ों के रूप में हमसे परे रहते हैं।

मृत्यु हमारे इतिहास, यादों और पहचानों से बना एक घात शिकारी है, जिसे हमारे जागने के क्षण में सुंदर और भयानक सपनों के दायरे में वास्तविक बनने के लिए इन चीजों को चुराना होगा, हमारे जीवन के भ्रम से परे सच्चे अस्तित्व का एक क्षेत्र जो तिब्बती बौद्ध धर्म में बार्डो और इस्लाम में आलम अल मिथल सहित कई नाम हैं, जिन्हें कोलरिज ने प्राइमरी इमेजिनेशन कहा है, नव-प्लेटोनिक दर्शन में लोगो और जॉन के गॉस्पेल और जंग ने कलेक्टिव अनकांशस कहा है, और हमें अनजाने में पकड़ने का इंतजार करता है और हमें अनंत काल तक ले जाता है, जबकि यह हमारी अवास्तविक आशाओं और अव्यक्त इच्छाओं की छवि के साथ एक परी परिवर्तन की तरह हमारी जगह ले लेता है।

मृत्यु एक अनोखा और व्यक्तिगत दानव है जो हमारे खुद को नकारने से निर्मित होता है, ऐसा इनकार एक परजीवी के रूप में कार्य करता है जो अपने मेजबान को नष्ट कर देता है और फ़नहाउस दर्पणों के जंगल में विकृत और कैप्चर की गई छवियों की तरह मिथ्याकरण की प्रक्रिया के माध्यम से संचालित होता है, लेकिन इसके बजाय यह एक बन सकता है सहजीवी, एक भयानक और राक्षसी अभिभावक आत्मा और आत्मा का मार्गदर्शक जो निषिद्ध ज्ञान के साथ हमारे सबसे बड़े अंधेरे के भीतर से बोलता है, जैसे कि एक शार्क द्वारा अज्ञात की खाई के माध्यम से अपनी यात्रा के दौरान अपने शत्रु और विजेता के रूप में नहीं बल्कि एक सेवक के रूप में। जो हमसे वह तैयार करता है जिसे हमें अपने हृदय के सिंहासन से उतार देना चाहिए; हम इंसान और हमारे खामोश और अनदेखे साथी हमारी मौत के देवदूत हैं जिनसे हमें जीत के लिए नहीं, बल्कि जीवन में हर चीज हमसे अधिक शक्तिशाली होने के लिए कुश्ती लड़नी चाहिए, बल्कि प्रतिरोध में अजेय और स्वतंत्र बनने के लिए लड़ना चाहिए।

ऐसा हम भी कर सकते हैं

हमारी मानवता की खामियों और दुनिया की टूटन को तोड़े बिना सहन करें, हम जितना पैदा हुए थे, उससे कहीं अधिक वास्तविक और जीवंत बनें, अपने रूप की सीमाओं को पार करें, और सारत्रियन में हमारी सच्चाई के आंकड़ों के रूप में पूर्ण स्वतंत्रता और प्रामाणिकता के रूप में उदात्त बनें। जीवन की कला, सभी सच्ची कलाओं के लिए अपवित्र और उत्कृष्टता।

यहां एक विश्वास है जो हमें कुछ भी त्यागने और अपने सच्चे स्वरूप को अपनाने, खुद की फिर से कल्पना करने और बदलने के लिए कहता है; और दु:ख की प्रक्रिया और मृत्यु के साथ काम करने का एक मार्ग प्रदान करता है, न कि हमारे जुनून पर नियंत्रण और प्रकृति पर प्रभुत्व के रूप में, बल्कि शक्ति और स्वायत्तता की जब्ती के रूप में, प्रकृति के प्राणियों के रूप में हमारे जंगलीपन के आलिंगन और उत्सव के रूप में और प्रकृति में निहित उन सच्चाइयों के रूप में। और हमारे शरीर में लिखा है.

आइए हम अपनी राक्षसीता को अपनाएं और इस गुप्त जुड़वां के बारे में कहें जो कोई सीमा नहीं जानता और स्वतंत्र है जैसा कि प्रोस्पेरो विलियम शेक्सपियर के द टेम्पेस्ट के एक्ट वी, दृश्य 1 में कैलीबन के बारे में कहता है; “अंधेरे की इस बात को मैं अपना मानता हूं।”

हम मृत्यु और अपनी शून्यता के आतंक का उत्तर कैसे देंगे? आइए हम ऐसी मौत को चुनौती दें और चुनौती दें, और जब यह एन्ट्रॉपी और अनसुलझे समय के अपने ठंडे हाथों से हम पर दावा करने की प्रतीक्षा कर रही है, तो हमें अपनी छाया और बनने की लालसा के गुप्त जुड़वां को पकड़ना और हिला देना चाहिए, निषिद्ध की सीमाओं का उल्लंघन करना चाहिए और अपना सर्वश्रेष्ठ प्रदर्शन करना चाहिए , हमारी आशाएँ और हमारी इच्छाएँ, दुनिया के मंच पर पहचानों के एक गुरिल्ला रंगमंच के रूप में, निडर भव्यता में, और मानव बनने की असीमित संभावनाओं के बीच कुछ भी खोने या अप्राप्य न रहने दें।

आइए हम मौत को अराजकता और परिवर्तन लाने वाले के रूप में जवाब दें, और अपनी दुनिया और मानव जाति को हमारे शरीर में लिखी सुंदर, भयानक सच्चाइयों की चीज़ बनाएं, और हमारे सपनों और बुरे सपनों को एक बहादुर नई दुनिया बनाएं।

जैसा कि मैंने वर्षों पहले अपनी माँ की मृत्यु पर चिंतन करते हुए लिखा था; तो फिर हम कौन बनें? हमसे उन सतहों, छवियों और मुखौटों के बारे में पूछता है जो हर पल दूसरों के साथ हमारी सीमाओं पर बातचीत करते हैं।

जिस पर हमारा गुप्त स्व, अंधकार और जुनून का स्व, वह स्व जो दर्पण से परे रहता है और कोई सीमा नहीं जानता, समय और स्थान से असीमित और संभावनाओं में अनंत है, उत्तर देता है; आप कौन बनना चाहते हैं?

Aghori / episode of The Believer with Reza Aslan

The Dice Man, Luke Rhinehart

Kali: The Goddess of Destruction

Tibetan Buddhist afterlife

Here’s a Comic Book Guide to the Bardo, the Tibetan Buddhist Afterlife

https://ultraculture.org/blog/2015/04/09/bardo-tibetan-buddhist-afterlife

How to Feed Your Demons; a manual on the practice of Chod

https://usermanual.wiki/Pdf/Tulpamancy20Guide20Into20the20Strange20and20Wonderful.1558794621

The Ramayana, a reading list

Arrow of the Blue-Skinned God, Jonah Blank

The Ramayana: A Modern Retelling of the Great Indian Epic, Vālmīki, Ramesh Menon

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/141153.The_Ramayana?ref=nav_sb_ss_1_57

The Ramayana: A Shortened Modern Prose Version of the Indian Epic, R.K. Narayan (Translator), Pankaj Mishra (Introduction)

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/129876.The_Ramayana?ref=nav_sb_ss_1_65

Ramayana Unravelled: Lesser Known Facets of Rishi Vālmiki’s Epic, Ami Ganatra

Kali, a reading list

Oh Terrifying Mother: Sexuality, Violence and Worship of the Goddess Kali,

Sarah Caldwell

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2618069-oh-terrifying-mother

Encountering Kali, Rachel Fell McDermott, Jeffrey J. Kripal (Editors)

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/1405091.Encountering_Kali

Kali: The Black Goddess of Dakshineswar, Elizabeth U. Harding

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/597877.Kali

Tantra: The Path of Ecstasy, Georg Feuerstein

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/137529.Tantra?ref=rae_3https://i.pinimg.com/originals/5f/2b/a9/5f2ba94b665d3d97fc164da47cf8e9d3.jpg

Kali Kaula: A Manual of Tantric Magick, Jan Fries

Kali Magic, Mike Magee, Jan Bailey (Illustrator), Phil Hine (Foreword)

Revelry, Rivalry, and Longing for the Goddesses of Bengal: The Fortunes of Hindu Festivals, Rachel Fell McDermott

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/10536935-revelry-rivalry-and-longing-for-the-goddesses-of-bengal

SUNY Series in Tantric Studies

The Yoga of Delight, Wonder, and Astonishment: A Translation of the Vijnana-Bhairava, Jaideva Singh (Translator)

Kiss of the Yoginī: “Tantric Sex” in its South Asian Contexts, David Gordon White

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/271507.Kiss_of_the_Yogin _

The Lion’s Roar: An Introduction to Tantra, Chögyam Trungpa

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/353276.The_Lion_s_Roar

The Canon of the Śaivāgama and the Kubjikā Tantras of the Western Kaula Tradition, Mark S.G. Dyczkowski

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2004079.The_Canon_of_the_aiv_gama_and_the_Kubjik_Tantras_of_the_Western_Kaula_Tradition

November 7 2026 America in the Mirror of the Absurd, As Ideological Fracture and the Collaborationist Wing of the Democratic Party Threaten To Render Our Seizure of Power Meaningless As Party Bureaucracy Anoints Israeli Agents Chuck Schumer and Hakim Jeffries Our Leaders Just As the Sartre-Camus Split Over Algeria Divided the European Left: Albert Camus, on his birthday

Any cursory eye overlooking a list of the Absurdists reveals one defining characteristic and primary insight; other than its flagbearer Camus, they are mostly playwrights. Absurdism regards the world in which we must live as a stage, and we but players in a theatrical performance, as Shakespeare wrote in MacBeth;

“Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage

And then is heard no more: it is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing.”

But it is crucial to recognize that this applies to our political life as well; it is a performance on the stage of history and the world, and in America our democracy is performative and designed to deceive us into belief that we are in control.

If the re-election of Trump teaches us anything, it is that no one is in control.  

Like security, control is an illusion, and a dangerous one which offers leverage and influence to those who would enslave us.

Lies and illusions born of fear and faith in those who claim to speak for us and as interpreters of divine will in service to the centralization of power to authority, and the hollowing out of human being, meaning, and values  through our falsification, commodification, and dehumanization; this is the path we have chosen for our future, and possibly for all humankind as the futures which offer us freedom are destroyed and go dark and we are cast down into inchoate chaos and degeneration into things less than human.

What remains of us, once we have abandoned each other and our ideals of liberty, equality, truth, and justice?

America has elected our destroyer, and we will find out.

So I wrote in 2024 in the wake of Trump’s election and the capture of America by the Fourth Reich. Thus far the Second Trump Regime has exceeded even the depravities, violations of our ideals and values, and subversion and destruction of the American Way and of our institutions of government, no less than I had feared and envisioned. 

In this time the poor starve, as Americans are denied the SNAP funds which are preconditions of the right to life as a basic living stipend just as some 800,000 of the poor beyond our shores were starved to death by the Trump-Musk cabal and Theatre of Cruelty through denial of food aid, all while plutocrats dance at a Gatsby Party full of strippers in the White House, a White House being demolished at the whim of a Nero-like tyrant who wants a golden ballroom for elites to dance in while the nation starves.

The poor are not equal; there was never true equality in America, merely a seductive lie at our founding; “All men are created equal”, written by slaveowners. In this nothing has changed in 250 years.

But we can make it real, if we act in solidarity as guarantors of each other’s rights as citizens and our universal human rights.

A few days ago the stunning victory of The Blue Wave proved this is still possible, that democracy and a free society of equals is still possible among our infinite futures and possibilities of becoming human. Now we must build momentum and seize power through a reimagination and transformation of our society including legislative and legal actions as our system provides opportunity, and in Total Resistance against the tide of fascist tyranny and terror.

A political awakening gathers momentum as calls for Israeli agents Chuck Schumer and Hakim Jeffries to be barred from leadership of the Democratic Party, who have done nothing to end our complicity in the genocide of the Palestinians and the abandonment of our principle of universal human rights upon which any just society must be built. As this is the birthday of Camus, this dilemma which threatens ideological fracture of our Party, the only viable major force opposing fascist tyranny and terror in America, I cannot imagine it without reflection on the split between Camus and Sartre over Algeria which removed the Left from de Gaulle’s path to power. Similar ideological fracture broke the  Industrial Workers of the World in America and the Social Democrats in Germany over the question of World War One, and was used extensively by the FBI to break the Black Panthers, the Students For A Democratic Society, the American Indian Movement, and other bright embers of hope and joy in the vast darkness of Nixon’s America. This is the most vulnerable point of fracture in the Democratic Party as an opposing force to the Fourth Reich, and I cannot overstate its peril.

This does not mean we must prefer collaboration to bringing a Reckoning, as Hakim Jeffries has announced and the entire Collaborationist wing of our Party represents. We must move swiftly to seize the moment and purge our betrayers from among us, the choice of Party leadership being both de facto and symbolic power. Let us make no compromise with evil.

Ours is an unfinished revolution, and while we enact the Restoration of Democracy we must also bring a Reckoning to the enemies of liberty and equality, for All Resistance is War to the Knife.

And in Resistance Camus can help us.

  Here I began, at the door to the Absurd, and I look back now from the other side, after a lifetime of strangeness, among the freaks and monsters myself; America was always an illusion, a figment of lies, distorted shapes in the funhouse of our Wilderness of Mirrors, echoes and reflections which capture, possess, and falsify, but which also reveal truths and extend us into the Infinite among chasms of darkness.

The works of Albert Camus have become foundational to me personally and to our civilization, studied in every high school in America as core curriculum and by anyone else pursuing an education; these include the great novels The Stranger, The Fall, and The Plague, as well as the philosophical essays in The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays, and The Rebel: An Essay on Man in Revolt.

Albert Camus constructed his philosophy as a direct reply to his model Dostoevsky’s arguments in The Demons, was influenced by Augustine, and as a literary stylist was influenced by the poetry of Rene Char and, a most singular decision for an ars poetica, modeled his prose on American noir crime fiction. As an Absurdist he belongs to the tradition of Gogol, Dostoevsky, Kafka, Ionesco, and Beckett. 

Far from nihilistic, Camus references Nicholaus of Cusa on the Conservation of Ignorance and parallels the mission of Godel in his mathematical proof of the Infinite; his conclusions are diametrically opposite those of Sartre, and therein lies all the difference. Like Plato and Aristotle or Freud and Jung, they share a common ground of ideas but face the world Janus-like as dyadic forces, divided by questions of political and philosophical ideology. Neither is entirely comprehensible without the other.

The Absurdism of Camus borders on the Pauline Absurdism of Flannery O’Connor; I always directed students to his remarks in the lecture he gave to the Jesuits, “the difference between us is, you have hope.”

Albert Camus used hope in a special context, for in that lecture on hope and faith Camus seizes the problem directly; hope is ambiguous, relative, a Rashomon Gate of contingency and multiplicities of meaning, and like its myth in Pandora’s Box both a gift and a curse.

As Jean Genet said to me in Beirut 1982, when we were trapped by Israeli soldiers in a burning house, moments before we expected to be burned alive having refused to come out and surrender, “When there is no hope, we are free to do impossible things, glorious things.” It is a principle of action by which I have lived for forty four years now.

Herein lies a gate which opens not to Dante’s Inferno, but to freedom and self-ownership as authenticity, and to seizure of power from authorized identities, the boundaries of the Forbidden and the tyranny of other people’s ideas of virtue, marked by a sign bearing the famous warning; “Abandon hope, all you who enter here.”

Always go through the Forbidden Door.

Albert Camus shares many of the sources and references of Vladimir Nabokov and his theme of the flaws of Idealism which led him to mistrust any state which centralizes power and authority and enforces virtue, including both fascism and Stalin’s totalitarian perversion of communism, and embrace the inherent ambiguity of revolutionary France whose glorious Resistance to the Nazis coexists with her colonial and racist dominion of Algeria and French Indochina as a mirror of Nazi Occupation; this became the cause of the fragmentation of the postwar intellectual Left as typified in the sensational and iconic rupture between Sartre and Camus over Algeria and the question of power as a system of oppression.

I believe the origin of evil is in the Wagnerian Ring of fear, power, and force, not in an innate depravity of man or evil impulse or personal sin but in the systems and structures of elite hegemonies of wealth, power, and privilege, in generalized and overwhelming fear shaped by authority in service to power through divisions of exclusionary otherness and hierarchies of membership and belonging, especially in fascisms of blood, faith, and soil. This is why revolutions, especially anticolonial ones, become tyrannies as a predictable phase of struggle.

Camus offers us a similar schema of revolutionary struggle and liberation based on the primary value of freedom which hinges on two key ideas; hope and the unknown.

Unknowability defines the Infinite and our relationship to it, but also the boundaries of ourselves and the limits of the human beyond the flags of our skin; one recalls the thought experiment known as The Spear of Archytus. He throws the spear, and where it lands defines the limits of knowledge, the area that can be mapped. Then he does it again; doubling the known. And so on; but no matter how much we learn, the Unknown remains as vast as before. This I call the Conservation of Ignorance, which as with Camus I hold as the First Principle of any future epistemology.

We who live among the dragons on the maps of our topologies of becoming human, in the blank spaces of unknowns marked Here Be Dragons where all things become possible, know that the total freedom of a universe empty of any meaning or value but that which we create, a universe without Laws to bind us, with no Good or Evil but in our actions toward others, with no imposed purpose or design, is both a terror and an endless joy. And we call to you with songs of freedom and agency and the limitless possibilities of becoming human, songs which say; Come dance with us.

How is this of use to the audience Camus wrote for, the freedom fighter who resists and yields not, beyond hope of victory or survival? How do we find the will to claw our way out of the ruins of civilization and make yet another Last Stand? How answer overwhelming force and the unwinnable fight?

Albert Camus forged an ideology of rebellion which locates freedom not exclusively in the Sartrean-Marxist Revolutionary and transformative change of systemic and structural externalities such as capitalism and the cash nexus of exchange which determine the imposed conditions of struggle, but also within us as a condition of being; we resist to claim ourselves, to seize ownership of our own moment and the skin in which we live, and in this primary human act we become Unconquered. By our choosing to be free we achieve our freedom, for who cannot be compelled is free.

Here also is a great secret of power; no one has power over us unless we give it to them, and without legitimacy power is hollow and brittle, for the tyranny of brutal repression and a carceral state of force and control fails when met with disbelief and disobedience.

So also is authority delegitimized when we no longer trust and believe in it; when we perform the four primary duties of a citizen in forging a free society of equals; question authority, expose authority, mock authority, and challenge authority.

For authority defines an unequal relationship, and as such there is no just authority.

Always pay attention to the man behind the curtain. Of those who would enslave us and claim the throne of the Great and Powerful Oz, whether tyrant or god, we may say with Dorothy; “You’re just an old humbug.”

We are the inheritors of Prometheus, undaunted by the threat of punishment and death, for in our defiance of authority and refusal to submit we are victorious over those who would dehumanize, falsify, commodify, and subjugate us.

Let us give to those who would steal our souls to power the mechanisms of their own wealth, power, and privilege the only reply it merits; Never Again!

The Zero Theorem official trailer

   Albert Camus, a reading list   

A Life Worth Living: Albert Camus and the Quest for Meaning, by Robert Zaretsky

Albert Camus: From the Absurd to Revolt, John Foley

Looking for The Stranger: Albert Camus and the Life of a Literary Classic, by Alice Kaplan

Camus and Sartre: The Story of a Friendship and the Quarrel that Ended It,

by Ronald Aronson details the 1952 rupture and the fragmentation of the postwar Left.

https://aeon.co/videos/albert-camus-built-a-philosophy-of-humanity-on-a-foundation-of-absurdity

https://www.themarginalian.org/tag/albert-camus

https://www.jacobinmag.com/2020/10/colonialism-albert-camus-france-algeria-sartre?fbclid=IwAR022YrO1zCB7uHh03Myanj3qhcSYGV8FJ4wpFjoVZocg5O7JOtWcdIquGA

https://aeon.co/videos/how-did-the-20th-centurys-most-glamorous-intellectual-friendship-go-wrong

https://lareviewofbooks.org/article/logic-rebel-simone-weil-albert-camus

https://www.thecollector.com/albert-camus-rebellious-philosophy

https://newcriterion.com/issues/1993/3/camus-today

Of his great friend and nemesis, Sartre

             Origins of Absurdism

Fyodor Dostoevsky

Nikolai Gogol

Franz Kafka

Fragmented Images in the Hobgoblin’s Broken Mirror: Absurdism, a reading list

Edward Albee

Antonin Artaud

Eugene Ionesco

Samuel Beckett

Harold Pinter

Existentialism, a reading list

Where do we begin, and where do we go from here? A reading list on Existentialism and Sartre:

Sartre: A Philosophical Biography, by Thomas R. Flynn provides an excellent guide to his life and work.

Flynn’s Existentialism: A Very Short Introduction, is the best general work of its kind

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/74655.Existentialism

And his massive interrogations of ideas of history in Sartre, Foucault, and Historical Reason, Volume 1: Toward an Existentialist Theory of History, and Sartre, Foucault, and Historical Reason,

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/116733.Sartre_Foucault_and_Historical_Reason_Volume_1

Volume 2: A Poststructuralist Mapping of History, are great followup studies.

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/292793.Sartre_Foucault_and_Historical_Reason_Volume_2

For an insightful discussion of Existentialism which gives you a seat at the table during its founding, read Sarah Bakewell’s At the Existentialist Café: Freedom, Being, and Apricot Cocktails with Jean-Paul Sartre, Simone de Beauvoir, Albert Camus, Martin Heidegger, Maurice Merleau-Ponty and Others.

The Labyrinth: An Existential Odyssey with Jean-Paul Sartre, by Ben Argon is a graphic novel of rats caught in a maze and trying to discover a path to freedom, as are we all.

Camus and Sartre: The Story of a Friendship and the Quarrel that Ended It,

by Ronald Aronson details the 1952 rupture and the fragmentation of the postwar Left.

Deconstruction and the Remainders of Phenomenology: Sartre, Derrida, Foucault, Baudrillard, by Tilottama Rajan is an excellent history of relevant ideas.

The A to Z of Existentialism, by Stephen Michelman is a dictionary of 300 entries clarifying the ideas of its major figures including Sartre, De Beauvior, Camus, Heidegger, Husserl, Jaspers, Marcel, Merleau-Ponty, Bergson, and others.

The Pursuit of Existentialism: From Sartre and de Beauvoir to Zizek and Badiou, by Irwin Jones examines Existentialism as a historical force.

Movies with Meaning: Existentialism through Film, by Daniel Shaw is an essential guide to an intriguing field of study.

Primary Existentialist Works and Studies, listed by Author

Existentialism is a Humanism, Nausea, No Exit, The Wall, Being and Nothingness, To Freedom Condemned, We Have Only This Life to Live: The Selected Essays of Jean-Paul Sartre 1939-1975, Literary Essays, Truth and Existence, Existential Psychoanalysis, Notebooks for an Ethics, Critique of Dialectical Reason, Mallarmé or the Poet of Nothingness, Baudelaire, Saint Genet, Actor and Martyr, The Family Idiot, Jean Paul Sartre

Sartre: A Philosophical Biography, by Thomas R. Flynn

The Second Sex, The Mandarins, Conversations with Jean-Paul Sartre, Simone de Beauvoir

The Stranger, The Plague, The Fall, The Myth of Sisyphus, Camus at Combat: Writing 1944-1947, The Rebel, The Possessed, Albert Camus

A Life Worth Living: Albert Camus and the Quest for Meaning, Robert Zaretsky

Thus Spake Zarathustra, The Birth of Tragedy, The Gay Science, Beyond Good and Evil, On the Geneology of Morality, The Case of Wagner, The AntiChrist, Twilight of the Gods, Ecce Homo, Friedrich Nietzsche

Nietzsche: A Philosophical Biography, Rüdiger Safranski

Nietzsche’s Zarathustra, C.G. Jung

On Nietzsche’s Side, The Step Not Beyond, Maurice Blanchot

Thomas the Obscure, The Last Man, Death Sentence, The Madness of the Day,  The Infinite Conversation, The Space of Literature, The Writing of the Disaster, The Unavowable Community, Community of Lovers,  Maurice Blanchot

Maurice Blanchot: A Critical Biography, Christophe Bident

The Thief’s Journal, Our Lady of the Flowers, The Balcony, Treasures of the Night: collected poems, The Declared Enemy, Fragments of the Artwork, Prisoner of Love, Jean Genet

Genet: a biography, Edmund White

The Hélène Cixous Reader, Cixous, Sellers ed, foreword Jacques Derrida

Hélène Cixous: Writing the Feminine, Verena Andermatt Conley

The Magic Lantern, Bergman on Bergman: Interviews, Ingmar Bergman

The Odyssey, a modern sequel, Zorba the Greek, The Greek Passion, Report to Greco, The Last Temptation of Christ, Nikos Kazantzakis

The Essential Kierkegaard, Hong eds.

Philosopher of the Heart: The Restless Life of Søren Kierkegaard,Clare Carlisle

I and Thou, Between Man and Man, Martin Buber

Martin Buber, Diamond

The Text as Thou: Martin Buber’s Dialogical Hermeneutics and Narrative Theology, Steven Kepnes

Learning Through Dialogue: The Relevance of Martin Buber’s Classroom, Kenneth Paul Kramer

Waiting for Godot, The Unnameable, Samuel Beckett

A Reader’s Guide to Samuel Beckett, Hugh Kenner

Kangaroo Notebook, Beyond the Curve, The Face of Another, The Ruined Map, Secret Rendezvous, Woman of the Dunes, Kobo Abe

The Idiot, The Crocodile, Crime and Punishment, The Brothers Karamazov, Fyodor Dostoevsky

Diary of a Madman, Dead Souls, Nikolai Gogol

Strange Library, 1Q84, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World, Kafka on the Shore, Haruki Murakami

The Trial, The Castle, The Complete Stories, The Zürau Aphorisms, Franz Kafka

Conversations with Kafka, Gustav Janouch

Franz Kafka: a biography, Max Brod

Kafka: Toward a Minor Literature, Gilles Deleuze, Félix Guattari

The Nightmare of Reason: Kafka, Pawel

Existentialist Psychotherapy, a reading list

Psychotherapy and Existentialism: Selected Papers on Logotherapy, by Viktor E. Frankl

The Seminar of Jacques Lacan: The Four Fundamental Concepts of Psychoanalysis, by Lacan

Philosophy of Existence, by Karl Jaspers

Existential Psychoanalysis, Jean-Paul Sartre

Betty Cannon’s Sartre and Psychoanalysis: An Existentialist Challenge to Clinical Metatheory, explores it from the viewpoint of a therapist.

Of general interest to literary scholars:

Écrits: A Selection, Jacques Lacan

Looking Awry: An Introduction to Jacques Lacan through Popular Culture, How to Read Lacan, Slavoj Žižek

The Foucault Reader: An Introduction to Foucault’s Thought, Paul Rabinow

Of Grammatology, Writing and Difference, Dissemination, Margins of Philosophy, Specters of Marx, Spurs: Nietzsche’s Styles, The Truth in Painting, Jacques Derrida

Desert Islands: And Other Texts, 1953-1974, Two Regimes of Madness: Texts and Interviews 1975-1995, Gilles Deleuze

Organs Without Bodies: Deleuze and Consequences, Slavoj Žižek

The Theory of the Novel, Soul and Form editors John T. Sanders and Katie Terezakis, The Historical Novel, Goethe And His Age, Essays on Thomas Mann, Solzhenitsyn, György Lukács

Žižek’s Jokes: Did You Hear the One about Hegel and Negation?, In Defense of Lost Causes, The Year of Dreaming Dangerously, First as Tragedy Then as Farce, Slavoj Žižek

The Conspiracy of Art: Manifestos, Interviews, Essays, by Jean Baudrillard, Sylvère Lotringer (Editor)

What are they all arguing about? Origins of Existentialism in                                 Husserl’s Phenomenology: an outline

Phenomenology: The Basics, Husserl’s Phenomenology, by Dan Zahavi

Edmund Husserl: Philosopher of Infinite Tasks, Maurice Alexander Natanson

Speech and Phenomena and Other Essays on Husserl’s Theory of Signs,

by Jacques Derrida

Derrida and Husserl: The Basic Problem of Phenomenology, by Leonard Lawlor

Against Epistemology: A Metacritique. Studies in Husserl and the Phenomenological Antinomies, by Theodor W. Adorno

Merleau-Ponty’s Philosophy, by Lawrence Hass 

November 6 2026  Hope and Despair In the Wake of Our Elections

We celebrate the triumph of hope over despair, love over fear, and solidarity over division in our electoral seizure of power from the Fourth Reich.

We may be about to enter a Gold Rush era of general prosperity and a Golden Age of well being, humanity, and compassion with the collapse of the Trump regime and its voodoo economics of tariffs and the Iran War, privatization and deregulation, and the loss of quasi-slave migrant labor on which so many of our markets rely, but this also creates uncertainty as yesterday’s stock market fluctuation regarding the tech industry illustrates.

Yes, we are dismantling Peter Thiel’s Panopticon and the data center and AI infrastructure of the surveillance state and universal thought control of which the Republican Party dreams as instruments of turning citizens into subjects.

So also shall we bring a Reckoning to the tech bros who stood with Trump at his inauguration, as his financiers and beneficiaries if not his puppetmasters in the realization of a white ethnostate and theocratic patriarchy of fascist tyranny and terror and principal signatories and co-conspirators of the Big Brother Accords. Why did Face Book’s Mark Zuckerberg stand with Trump at the Inauguration, literally with him as did Amazon’s Jeff Bezos, Apple’s Tim Cook, Tik Tok’s Shou Zi Chew, and X’s Elon Musk, with Peter Thiel’s protégé and proxy JD Vance the Bearded Lady as his second in line to the regime, if not to endorse Trump’s capture of the state as institutional insurrection, Project 2025, and the subversion of democracy?

We live now within Jeremy Benthem’s Panopticon, the state as a prison and system of control through total surveillance, originally designed as a model for Czarist Russia and realized by big data, propaganda disguised as news, and the profit scheme of social media to commodify and influence its users. To this we must bring change.

As I wrote in my post of February 28 2026 On this Anniversary of the National General Boycott of Trump Co Conspirators and Tech Bro Sponsors of Fascist Tyranny and Terror and the Subversion of Democracy, Let Us Bring A Reckoning To Those Who Would Enslave Us

On this Anniversary of the National Boycott of Trump co-conspirators in fascist tyranny and terror and the subversion of democracy, which began a whole tradition throughout our nation, let us bring a Reckoning to those who would enslave us.

Utterly destroy and pursue to extinction all financiers, apologists, enablers and co-conspirators of Trump in the subversion of democracy. Let us purge our  betrayers from among us and bring a Reckoning to each and every one.

Why should we be merciful to those who do not regard us as fellow human beings and offer us no mercy?

  Or who believe that mercy itself is a flaw which we must remove from our species, as does the Tech Bro wing of the Republican Party who bankroll the sabotage of democracy as a counter revolution against not merely America but the whole of Enlightenment philosophy which our nation embodies? 

Herein I mean not only Paypal’s Peter Thiel and his protégé J.D. Vance, but also those who stood with Trump on his second inauguration, notably Face Book’s Mark Zuckerberg who now throttles content critical of the regime, Amazon’s Jeff Bezos whose labor exploitation provides the wealth with which he purchases political influence, and the Troll King himself, Elon Musk, who bought the Presidency for Trump, sabotaged our institutions of government, stole our private data, and murdered 800,000 nonwhite persons globally by denial of food and medical aid in ending US Aid.

 And I find most interesting the correlations between the Tech Bro clique of plutocrats and the Apartheid Revivalist faction of South African expats in the Republican Party, our modern counterpart to the slavemasters who fled the Haitian Revolution to the American South and formed the ruling class of the Confederacy.

By Any Means Necessary, friends; let us not make false moral equivalence between the violence of the slavemaster and the violence used by a slave to break his chains. We have no use for anything which limits our actions against fascists and fascisms of blood, faith, and soil, tyrants and their carceral states of force and control, enforcers of authority and repression of dissent, propagandists and co-conspirators of theocracy and patriarchal sexual terror and of white supremacist terror, the amoral plutocrat class who enable and sponsor fascist tyranny and terror,  elite hegemonies of wealth, power, and privilege, and the systems of unequal power and oppression which they create and maintain through our falsification, commodification, and dehumanization.

Everyone who goes hungry today, whose loved ones die from denial of medical care by insurance, whose children are crippled from not being vaccinated for polio and other catastrophic diseases, who is homeless, all who are the waste products of capitalism have a hunting license for plutocrats signed by the Infinite.

Of the many strategies and tactics of revolution and liberation struggle, boycotts and general strikes provide force majeure leverage in bringing change to systems of oppression. Together with victory on the battlefield, this economic warfare brought down the Apartheid state in South Africa, an example relevant today as the Trump regime plans to model America on it.

Let us remember also our heroes, allies, and angels of mercy who have placed their lives in the balance with those of the powerless and the dispossessed, the silenced and the erased, the marginalized, forgotten, and exploited masses of the untouchables and the underclasses whose labor creates the wealth for predatory hegemonic elites; the “huddled masses yearning to be free” whose liberation as equals is the central idea of what it means to be American.

So I wrote as the year began, in a time of darkness and state terror we have only now renounced and escaped.

But our liberty and our lives as inalienable rights inherent to all human beings, principles which founded and define America, will not be the only benefits of the coming Restoration we intend, because our new wave of elected representatives will be micro focused on bringing social justice to their constituents as well as to the Restoration of America as a beacon of hope to the world.

As an example I offer the case of Texas, which flipped Blue because of one specific set of errors among thousands of Trump’s attempts to sabotage democracy, cripple our institutions of state, violate our values and ideals, alienate our allies and cultivate our enemies; the mass purchase of Argentine beef to support his fellow tyrant and proxy without labeling of national origin or inspections by a monkeywrenched FDA, beef that China refused to buy due to contamination. People stopped buying beef, the beef industry tanked, and then Texas flipped. A simple legislative fix of labeling and the rebuilding of the FDA to provide a guarantee of safety to consumers through inspections will reverse the economic doom spiral in Texas, and stop our dismal return to the era of .

Thousands of such acts of sabotage of America by the Trump regime and his loathsome party of kleptocrats, degenerates, criminals, and traitors which have imperiled and impoverished us all await repair.

Rejoice therefore and fear not, because whatever our future holds will be vastly better than before.

 Among the last words Jean Genet and I said to each other in Beirut 1982, I asked “What do I do with my life, now that I know everything we think we know is a lie? How do I live when the world is a lie?” To which he replied; “Live with grandeur.”

Yet all light and darkness balance each other and are never found alone and unshadowed by their opposing force, and with the joy and hope of our historic victory in the turning of the tide from fascism to democracy is entangled with its co-evolutionary partner terror and abjection, and we must embrace our monstrosity and the perils of the unknown if we are to shape from this event a better future. For with a greater horizon opens a longer road and its perils, and we must seize the future in solidarity of action.

On the previous occasion of our November elections, which brought us a Second Trump Regime, I also interrogated the dialectics of hope and despair, but from the other direction.

As I wrote in my post of November 6 2024, Now is the Time of Monsters: Hope and Despair In the Wake of Our Elections; “The old world is dying, and the new world struggles to be born; now is the time of monsters.”  Thus goes the famous paraphrase of Antonio Gramsci, a lens through which this moment of shared public trauma and grief may be seen and understood.

Ours is also a time of chaos, disruption, and fracture of our norms and ideals, our values and our institutions of democracy, and of our history. As such it is also a measure of our adaptive potential, a liminal space between bounded realms which defines limits but also communicates as interfaces, and in which new possibilities of becoming human are created as old orders are destroyed.   

When they come for us and for one another, as they always have and will, let them find not an America defeated in submission to terror and tyranny with learned helplessness, but united in solidarity as a free society of equals who are guarantors of each other’s rights. Now is the time of monsters; but also of organizing resistance.

Let us speak, write, teach, organize, and act in solidarity for a free society of equals and a United Humankind; because silence is complicity.

As Alan Moore teaches us in V for Vendetta; “Since mankind’s dawn, a handful of oppressors have accepted the responsibility over our lives that we should have accepted for ourselves. By doing so, they took our power. By doing nothing, we gave it away. We’ve seen where their way leads, through camps and wars, towards the slaughterhouse.”

Chaos is the great hope of the powerless, as Guillermo del Toro teaches us in his epic of migration and diversity Carnival Row. In this moment we can bring change, though we have lost our best chance to do so while voting and action within our system is possible and meaningful.

Do not despair. Evil prevails when good people do nothing. Use your fear and loathing and rage in refusal to submit.

In the end, all that matters is what we do with our fear, and how we use our power. Do something beautiful with yours.

As I wrote in my post of March 10 2023, On Hope and Despair: Surviving Life Disruptive Events; To a friend with suicidal ideation and facing multiple trauma, life disruptive events, and institutional catch 22s which include class and patriarchal oppression enforced by rentier capitalism and the political theft of our right to life through failure to provide the universal healthcare which is its precondition, I have written this brief message:

Now is the time to reach out, make connections, and build community. Isolation is dangerous in the extreme for you in this moment. A sea of fellow humans surrounds us, all of whom must wrestle with the flaws of our humanity as imposed conditions of struggle. I hear you in this message, and am afraid. Choose life, my friend, as precarious and filled with pain and fear as it may be; our stories can always change, regardless of the limits of our scope of action and agency.

It may now become possible to reclaim the life which has been stolen from you, and begin to heal and reinvent yourself. May you find peace and joy in this terrible world, my friend.

All I have to offer in this are words, ephemeral and impermanent as leaves taking flight in the wind; a poor substitute for the golden coins which should be laid upon our eyes to bear us to unknown shores where we may be free from the limits of our form and the material basis of our lives under unequal power as imposed conditions of struggle.

We must struggle against such authoritarian forces of coercion as a universal process of becoming human, and against tyranny and terror our best defense is solidarity, loyalty, mutual aid and interdependence, faith in each other, and our duty of care for each other. If these should fail, those who would enslave us win.

A maker of mischief, I; and a bringer of Chaos, bearing songs of liberation. I cannot free us from the systems of unequal power which entrap us, but I can illuminate their limits, flaws, and internal contradictions which will inevitably bring about their collapse, and if we all of us act together we may seize our power to reimagine and transform our possibilities of becoming human and the choices we make about how to be human together.

And maybe one thing more; a spell, if you will, or a wish; I reach once more into Pandora’s Box to problematize and interrogate hope as a balance for despair.

As I wrote in my post of September 27 2020, What Do We Need Now to Forge A Future For Humankind?; We live in interesting times, a phrase attributed in popular culture as Chinese but coined by the father of Prime Minister Chamberlain in a speech of 1898, possibly a paraphrase of the line “Better to be a dog in times of tranquility than a human in times of chaos” in a short story of 1627 by Feng Menglong; beset by complex and interdependent problems; existential threats to democracy and to our survival as a species, and confronted by a political crisis of identity driven by pervasive and overwhelming fears and the modern pathology of disconnectedness. This is a moment of decision, with extinction and civilizational annihilation hanging in the balance, of the wonder and terror of total freedom, and our choices will gloriously expand the possibilities of becoming human or cast us into oblivion. 

History begins with us, or ends with us.

What do we need now if we are to forge a future for humankind?

So I asked the question three years ago, which I revisit now to recontexualize the praxis of hope as historical and political as well as personal and psychological, one which shapes us both as individuals and as nations.

Here follows a Book of Hope, to balance against despair in surviving life disruptive events, the flaws of our humanity, and the brokenness of the world.

What is hope, and how is it useful?

Hope is power, an inherent and defining quality of human being, and a primary force of our reimagination and transformation of ourselves and our civilization.

 Hope dances with faith and love as parts of us which cannot be taken from us, a final space of free creative play which escapes the darkness and those who would enslave us, beyond the boundaries of the Forbidden and resistant to our falsification, commodification, and dehumanization by authority and elite hegemonies of wealth, power, and privilege and their carceral states of force and control.

Hope is also a fulcrum of change not only for ourselves in becoming human, but also of seizures of power in revolutionary and liberation struggle, a form of poetic vision which allows us to see beyond the limits of our material and social conditions to diagnose systemic flaws and contradictions and find new ways of being human together.

These aspects of hope as recursive processes of change, adaptation, and growth in living systems, social, political, and psychological as well as biological ecologies which construct us, make of hope a kind of freedom inborn in us, and interconnected with ideas of agency, autonomy, and liberty.

How can we find the will and power to claw our way out of the ruins and make yet another Last Stand, beyond hope of victory or even survival? This has been the great question of my life posed by existential threats in the first three Last Stands which created and defined me; when the police opened fire on the student protestors my mother and I were among at Bloody Thursday in People’s Park Berkeley 1969, when I was nearly executed by police bounty hunters in Brazil in 1974 for refusal to stand aside from the street children they were authorized to kill for being who the system made them, and in Beirut 1982 when I was given the Oath of the Resistance by Jean Genet as we refused to surrender to the soldiers who had just set fire to our café and expected to be burned alive.

In my very long journey to becoming who I am now, I began from the position of Camus regarding hope that it is an instrument of our subjugation to authority through faith weaponized in service to power and the falsification of lies, illusions, rewritten histories, authorized identities, and alternate realities; the Wilderness of Mirrors, to use Angleton’s iconic metaphor. Hope for me then must be abandoned if we are to become free; with time I began to see instead hope as a form of freedom, one crucial to our defiance of authority and seizures of power.

First, here is the place from which I began, as I wrote in my post of August 20 2019, On Becoming Human; This morning I was rereading my favorite stories by H.P. Lovecraft on his birthday and writing some thoughts about his work in my literary blog, sister site to this one, when I realized that his surreal mythology illuminates the existential crisis of meaning and values which confronts us in America today and in the world at large in what is rapidly becoming a post-democracy global civilization under the Fourth Reich, and that we have faced similar peril after both World Wars as western civilization destroyed and recreated itself; how can we go on when the values of the Enlightenment, freedom, equality, truth, and justice, have failed us? It is as if we looked to the heavens for signs and portents of guidance, only to find writ large the words, “I do not exist.”

One’s interpretation of a universe empty of meaning and value except for that which we ourselves create, a Nietzschean cosmos of dethroned gods as explored by Sartre and Marx or a Lovecraftian one of Absurdist faith, referential to classical sources, of mad, idiot gods who are also malign, tyrannical, and hostile to humanity, ideal figures of Trump and his lunatic presidency of Absurdist-Nihilist Theatre of Cruelty, rests with our solution to the riddle of Pandora’s Box; is hope a gift, or the most terrible of evils?

Hope is a two- edged sword; it frees us and opens limitless possibilities, but in severing the bonds of history also steals from us our anchorages and disempowers the treasures of our past as shaping forces. Hope in its negative form directs us toward a conservative project of finding new gods to replace the fallen as we so often do with liberators who become tyrants, or like T.S. Elliot of gathering up and reconstructing our traditions as a precondition of faith. This is why the abandonment of hope is vital to Sartrean authenticity and to the rebellion of Camus; we must have no gods and no masters before we are free to own ourselves. The gates of Dante’s Hell, which bear the legend “Abandon hope, all ye who enter here,” lead to ourselves and to our own liberation.

True freedom requires disbelief. Freedom means self-ownership and the smashing of the idols.   

Freedom can be terrible as well as wonderful. Among the most impactful stories I ever heard from my mother was how she went to the grocery store after my father died and experienced a full stop lightningbolt awakening, thinking, “What do I want? I know what my husband wanted, what my children want, but I don’t know what I want.”

It is in this moment in which we claim our nothingness that we free ourselves of all claims upon us, a transformative rebirth in which we become self-created beings.

Now imagine humanity after civilization destroyed itself twice in the last century’s world wars facing that same awakening to freedom and to loss, wherein our old values have betrayed us and must be forged anew, and we are bereft of signposts in an undiscovered country, exactly the same as a widow on her first trip shopping for dinner for no one but herself.

Our responses to this awakening to possibilities tend to correspond with one of the primary shaping forces of historical civilization; the conserving force as exemplified by T.S. Eliot, Thomas Mann, Vladimir Nabokov, and Flannery O’Connor, and the revolutionary force as exemplified by Gertrude Stein, James Joyce, Jean Paul Sartre, and Samuel Beckett.

Everyone possesses and uses both forces just as all organisms do in terms of their evolution. The function of conservatism is to buffer order from the shock of the new and withstand stresses and changing conditions without losing ourselves or undergoing morphogenic change, the loss of identity, or ruptures to our prochronism, the history of our successful adaptations and strategies of survival as expressed in our form, the loss of our culture and traditions. The function of revolution and innovation is to capitalize on chaos as adaptive potential and to transform, create, and discover new forms, meanings, and values.

For both nations and persons, the process of identity formation is the same. We all have one problem in common as we grow up; each of us must reinvent how to be human. This individuation is controlled by a second or historical principle; humans create themselves over time, and a third or social principle; humans create each other through their connections. And this tertiary principle, which concerns our interconnectedness and social frames, can produce conflicts with the secondary principle of memory and history.

This is the first revolution in which we all must fight; the struggle for ownership and control of identity or persona, a term derived from the masks of Greek theatre, between the masks that others make for us and the ones we make for ourselves.

As I wrote in my post of January 20 2021, The Turning of the Tide: With Inauguration Day Comes the Return of Hope; I have a complex relationship with the idea of hope, with the ambiguity, relativity, and context-determined multiple truths and simultaneity of meaning which defines hope, that thing of redemption and transformative power which remains in Pandora’s Box after all the evils have escaped, as either the most terrible of our nightmares or the gift of the miraculous depending on how we use it. 

As the Wizard of Oz said of himself it’s a humbug, but it is also a power which cannot be taken from us by force and control, and like faith of which it is a cipher holds open the door of our liberation and the limitless possibilities of becoming human.

As we believe, so we may become.

Human being, meaning, and value originate in this uniquely human capacity to transcend and grow beyond our limits as an act of transformation, rebirth, and self-creation, and as a seizure of power over our identities. Among other things it allows us to escape the flag of our skin and inhabit that of others; to forge bonds through empathy and compassion and enact altruism and mercy. 

This is what is most human in us, a quality which defines the limits of what is human, and which we must cherish and conserve as our most priceless gift. 

Hope is the thing which can restore us to ourselves and each other, unite a divided nation and begin to heal our legacies of historical inequalities and injustices, and it can be wielded as an instrument which counters fear. Hope is the balance of fear, and fear is a negative space of hope; and because fear births hate, racism, fascism, hierarchies of elite privilege and belonging and categories of exclusionary otherness, hope is a power of liberation and of revolutionary struggle.

As I wrote in my post of July 26 2020 Explaining Badly What I Do, For Even I Am Not Altogether Certain: a Confession; As a student of the origins of evil I studied everything, but especially the nexus of literature, history, psychology, and philosophy, and wrote, spoke, taught, and organized always, for democracy and liberation from systems of unequal power and elite hegemonies of wealth, power, and privilege, for our universal human rights and against dehumanization, tyranny, and fascisms of blood, faith, and soil, and for the values of a free society of equals; among them liberty, equality, truth, and justice. During vacations from graduate school and teaching English, Forensics, and Socratic seminars in various subjects through the Gifted and Talented Education program at Sonoma Valley High School and my practice as a counselor I wandered the world in search of windmills that might be giants at which to tilt.

One day I crossed beyond our topologies of meaning and value and transgressed the boundaries of the Forbidden into the unknown, the blank places on the maps of our becoming marked Here Be Dragons, and never returned. I live now where the dragons dwell, and I wouldn’t trade a moment of the life I have lived for any treasure on earth, for I am free.

It happened like this; one day I was driving from my day job teaching high school as a sacred calling to pursue the truth to my very elegant office in San Francisco where I practiced the repair of the world as a healer of the flaws of our humanity, things I loved but had begun to feel determinative of my scope of action, when the lightning of insight struck. In that moment of illumination I realized that I was literally in Hell, trapped in Nietzsche’s Eternal Return, for I had lived the same day more times than I could remember and was about to do so yet again. And I thought, Why am I doing this? I don’t need to do this.

I recalled a line of poetry from a book on the game of Go, handwritten variously in Chinese, Japanese, and English which had mysteriously been left at the front door of our home when I was in seventh grade; “This is a message from your future self; I return from living fifty thousand years rapturous in sky, to find you living in a box. Seize the heavens and be free.”

We had just brought down the Berlin Wall, and all things had become possible. So I wondered, what if we brought down all the other walls, beginning with my own?

So I took a wrong turn to the airport and bought a ticket to the other side of the earth. I had no idea where I was flying to, and when I arrived in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia I found a bus station with a map that showed all the routes ending in the mountains, which were an enormous empty space along the spine of the Malay Peninsula. There I boarded the Bus to the Unknown, among the incense and purple smoke of the Ganesh temple across the street and I believe now with his blessing on my journey, and got off where the road ended in a dirt trail leading into the forest of the Cameron Highlands, and began walking into an unmapped wilderness.

So began a journey from which I have never truly returned, a Great Trek across Asia which may be described with the words of Obi Wan to Luke Skywalker as “some damn fool idealistic crusade.”

Sometimes my quest found only death and loss, sometimes triumph and illumination, but the struggle itself was always a seizure of power in which something human could be wrested back from the claws of our nothingness.

Among the prizes and exhibits of my memory palace are heroes and rogues, allies and enemies of whom only I, like Ishmael, live to tell the tale; others became legends. So also with the causes for which we fought.

What if we told students what life is really like, that its full of blood and horror and in the end means nothing at all, and the best you can do is survive another day and maybe save someone from the darkness before it swallows us all? I’ve looked into the darkness since 1982 in Beirut, when Jean Genet swore me to the Oath of the Resistance before his capture and imprisonment by Israel, and as Nietzsche warned it has begun to look back at me.

      It may have begun in Mariupol when the horror was given form as I spent hours in utter darkness crawling through partially collapsed tunnels after an artillery shelling, through the bloody piles of entrails and savaged parts of the dead among echoes of the sounds of the dying whom I could not help; this bothered me not at all, being far from the worst I have survived, but I spent days throwing up and working through the stages of shock when later I discovered what the Russian Army was doing with some of the children it had stolen.

These days its mostly the oracle of a disembodied head that bothers me, in the wake of my expedition to Beirut from September 23 to the second week of October; when a family searching for a missing child found only his head, Israel having erased the rest of him with their bombs. It feels like a pomegranate in your hands, such a tiny head, and I fear what its seeds may one day bear. In my dreams it tells me things, and I do not like the truths it speaks.

Yet I will struggle with the darkness and cease not, and so remain unconquered in defiance of unjust authority and in refusal to submit, though I have long forgotten why. At moments of doubt such as this I read again Camus’ The Myth of Sisyphus, Hemingway’s The Old Man and the Sea, Henley’s Invictus, I.F. Stone’s The Trial of Socrates; myths, stories, poetry, and history of the grandeur of resistance which confers freedom, beyond hope of victory or even survival.

Refusal to submit is the primary human act. We can be killed, tortured, starved and imprisoned; but we cannot be defeated so long as we refuse to obey. This is our victory, in which we seize ownership of ourselves and create ourselves anew, and nothing can take this from us.  In our refusal to submit, disobedience, and defiance of authority we become unstoppable as the tides, for force fails at the point of disobedience and authority has no power which is not granted to it by those it claims, and once questioned, mocked, exposed, and challenged as illegitimate the illusions with which it seduces us vanish into the nothingness from which they came.

Always pay attention to the man behind the curtain.

Pandora’s Box bears a last gift which is also a curse; we cling to it when it is all we have, and because it cannot be taken from us. I have never been able to decide if this is a good thing or not. Why has this strange gift been given to us?

Maybe it’s only this; that so long as we get back to our feet for yet another last stand, there is hope.

   And so I open the Forbidden Door to the unknown and step through as I have many times before, a nameless shadow among countless others who await in welcome all those who dare to transgress the limits unjustly imposed on us, a realm of shadows and of the unconquered, and like lions we roar our defiance into the fathoms of emptiness beyond.

Such is the only possible response to the terror of our nothingness and its weaponization by those who would enslave us; the roar of defiance, as wild things who are masterless and free.

As the Oath of the Resistance given to me by Jean Genet in Beirut 1982 goes; “We swear our loyalty to each other, to Resist and yield not, and abandon not our fellows.”

To fascism there can be but one reply; Never Again. And to the tyranny and terror of those who would enslave us, let us give reply with the immortal words of Shakespeare in Julius Caesar, the play which Nelson Mandela used as a codex to unify resistance against Apartheid among the political prisoners of Robben Island; Sic Semper Tyrannis, Ever Thus to Tyrants.

Known as the Robben Island Bible, this copy of Shakespeare was passed around as the key to a book code for secret messages which referred to page and line; it was also underlined. On December 16th 1977, Nelson Mandela authorized direct action by underlining this passage from Julius Caesar;

“Cowards die many times before their deaths.

The valiant never taste of death but once.

Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,

It seems to me most strange that men should fear,

Seeing that death, a necessary end,

Will come when it will come.”

Tonight the shadows dance, wild and free, bound by no rules but our own; come and dance with us.

Postscript and Notes on Letter to a Suicide Squad

I wrote this as guidance in direct action and general principles of Resistance to tyranny in antifascist action and revolutionary struggle; but also as a letter to a suicide squad who had volunteered to hunt the hunters here in America and rescue their victims, in the confusion of mass action which became a moving street fight in over fifty cities for several months with forces of repression including deniable assets of state repression of dissent including the Oath Keepers and Proud Boys and other white supremacist cadre, and their co conspirators and infiltration agents within the police, which the government of the United States of America used as concealment for Homeland Security death squads to abduct, torture, and assassinate innocent civilians at random as state terror to repress dissent and the Black Lives Matter movement through state terror and learned helplessness.

We Antifa networks of alliance are the only forces to have defeated the federal government of the United States in open battle on its own ground since Little Bighorn, in actions following the watershed event in which the counter revolutionary forces of state terror, including the most brutal criminals from our prisons and the most elite special operations hunter killer teams from our military and police merged into a national terror force of Homeland Security, broke and ran from us. This resulted after two months more of fighting in the articles of surrender offered us by President Trump, Attorney General William Barr, and acting Homeland Security Director Chad Wolf, and recognition of New York, Seattle, and Portland as Autonomous Zones ceded to the people from the United States.

Friends, the Fourth Reich can be victoriously Resisted and defeated. 

A state which sacrifices its legitimacy for control has doomed itself; if its actions can be exposed and its fig leaf stolen. Such is a primary goal of revolutionary struggle; but the people must also be protected, and publicly witnessed to be so, by those who would liberate them. As Shakespeare’s Henry the Fifth says; “When lenity and cruelty play for a kingdom, the gentler hand is the surest winner.”

Invictus by William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance

I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeonings of chance

My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

Looms but the Horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate,

I am the captain of my soul.

References

V For Vendetta (2005) Official Trailer “The time has come for you to live without fear”

V For Vendetta, Alan Moore, David Lloyd (Illustrator)

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/5805.V_for_Vendetta?ref=nav_sb_ss_1_14

Carnival Row https://youtu.be/P4LepVMlIZI

Who’s who in Trump’s tech bro club

https://www.thetimes.com/life-style/celebrity/article/inauguration-why-elon-musk-mark-zuckerberg-jeff-bezos-attended-lckr79l5f?msockid=167ebb536d44603f1badabf16cf76106

Look at Donald Trump and his gang of broligarchs – and tell me we don’t need a wealth tax, Brian Cox

Panopticism and Power: How Surveillance Shapes Society according to Michel Foucault

https://www.philosopheasy.com/p/panopticism-and-power-how-surveillance

Discipline and Punish: The Birth of the Prison, Michel Foucault

1984, George Orwell, Thomas Pynchon (Foreword)

The Ministry of Truth: The Biography of George Orwell’s 1984, Dorian Lynskey

November 12 2025 Evading Political Censorship, Erasure, and Silencing of Dissent: the Case of Face Book

August 21 2026 Big Brother is Watching: Flock Cameras, Police Rape and Torture Shock Gloves, and Meta’s Dark Economy of Commodification

February 28 2026 On this Anniversary of the National General Boycott of Trump Co Conspirators and Tech Bro Sponsors of Fascist Tyranny and Terror and the Subversion of Democracy, Let Us Bring A Reckoning To Those Who Would Enslave Us

Julius Caesar, Oxford School Shakespeare, William Shakespeare, Harold Bloom (Editor)

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/13006.Julius_Caesar?ref=nav_sb_ss_1_13

Homo Viator: Introduction to the Metaphysic of Hope, Gabriel Marcel

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/5320482-homo-viator?ref=nav_sb_ss_1_51

Hope in the Dark: Untold Histories, Wild Possibilities, Rebecca Solnit

The Book of Hope: A Survival Guide for Trying Times, Jane Goodall, Douglas Carlton Abrams, Gail Hudson

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/56268863-the-book-of-hope?ref=nav_sb_ss_1_16

If The War Goes On: Reflections On War And Politics, Hermann Hesse                    

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/1525484.If_The_War_Goes_On?ref=nav_sb_ss_1_18

The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays, Albert Camus

The Old Man and the Sea, Ernest Hemingway

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2165.The_Old_Man_and_the_Sea?ref=nav_sb_ss_1_23

The Trial of Socrates, I.F. Stone

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/51330.The_Trial_of_Socrates?ref=nav_sb_ss_2_10

Friedrich Nietzsche on the Philosophy of Right and the State, Nikos Kazantzakis

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The Origins of Totalitarianism, Hannah Arendt

H.P. Lovecraft: Against the World, Against Life, Michel Houellebecq, Stephen King (Introduction)

Prison Notebooks: Volume I, by Antonio Gramsci, Joseph A. Buttigieg (Translator) Columbia University Press

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/85942.Prison_Notebooks

Prison Notebooks, Volume 2: 1930-1932, by Antonio Gramsci, Joseph A. Buttigieg (Editor)  Columbia University Press

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/85937.Prison_Notebooks_Volume_2

        Bentham’s Panopticon, a reading list

Phantom architecture: Jeremy Bentham’s haunted and haunting panopticon,

Michael Fiddler

https://journals.sagepub.com/doi/10.1177/26326663221101571

Panopticon; Or, the Inspection-House, Jeremy Bentham

Discipline and Punish: The Birth of the Prison, Michel Foucault

Dark Matters: On the Surveillance of Blackness, Simone Browne

We, Yevgeny Zamyatin

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/76171.We?ref=nav_sb_ss_1_11

Digital Demagogue: Authoritarian Capitalism in the Age of Trump and Twitter,

Christian Fuchs

The Society of the Spectacle, Guy Debord, Donald Nicholson-Smith

(Translator)

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/381440.The_Society_of_the_Spectacle?ref=rae_1

Simulacra and Simulation, Jean Baudrillard

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22613.Simulacra_and_Simulation?ref=rae_0

November 5 2026 Who Do We Want to Become? Plan 2028, My Vision For A Future America

In the wake of our stunning and historic victory, the Democratic Party of which I am an elected representative must now give answer to two existential and strategic questions; What are our policy goals, and who will lead us into the future?

First we must pursue Trump and all his filthy pervert minions til the end of their days, and make each moment of their lives a hell. Let us found a Tribunal as in Nuremberg, outside of state control if necessary, and bring a Reckoning to those who would enslave us.

Second, as our last two elections, including the one that brought rump  (a typo, but I’m keeping it) to power again, were in large part simply referendums on America’s relationship with Israel and our despicable history of the abandonment of our universal human rights. To win a better future for us all and immediately to unify the Democratic Party as a guarantor of our humanity, we must enact Boycott, Divestiture, and Sanction of the state of Israel and bring her war criminals including Netanyahu to trial.

Third, we must purge from the Democratic Party any and all representatives who are controlled by Israeli interests or in the service of AIPAC and not of the American people, including the loathsome Chuck Schumer and Hakim Jerries.

Let us no longer buy the deaths of children with our taxes.

Beyond this simple defense of our humanity and our parallel and interdependent rights as citizens and as human beings which should be an unquestionable principle of action and of democracy, what policies can unite us as guarantors of each other’s rights?

To this end I have offered my Plan 2028 which follows, and I believe we may need an open congress of all members of the Democratic Party in virtual session to create and vote on the policy guidelines with which we will seize the Presidency in 2028.

God Bless America; we’re going to need it.

July 18 2026 Where Do We Go From Here?

July 19 2026 Plan 2028: A Vision of Transformative Change For America and the Democratic Party, Part One of Nine A Postmortem of Our Failure to Stop the Trump Fourth Reich’s Second Capture of the State in 2024

July 20 2025 Plan 2028 A Platform For Change Part Two: Disarm and Abolish Police, Dismantle the Carceral State and Its Prisons, and Abandon the Social Use of Force

July 21 2026 Plan 2028 A Platform For Change Part Three: No Humans Are Illegal

July 22 2026 Plan 2028 Part Four: Restore America As A Guarantor of Our Universal Human Rights; the Case of Palestine

July 23 2026 Plan 2028 A Platform For Change Part Five: No Human Bodies Are Property of the State, and No Women Are the Property of Men; On Women’s Rights of Bodily Autonomy

July 24 2026 Plan 2028 Part Six: Restore Democracy and Reimagine and Rebuild Its Institutions

July 25 2026 Plan 2028 Part Seven: A Survivable Future and the Green New Deal

July 26 2026 Plan 2028 Part Eight: Universal Free Healthcare, a Precondition of the Right To Life

July 27 2026 Plan 2028 Part Nine: What Does It Mean To Be An American, and Where Do We Go From Here? Balancing the Legacies of Our Past With the Dreams of Our Future

References

Of Course the Left Should Primary Hakeem Jeffries

Hakeem Jeffries has repeatedly failed to offer a serious opposition to Trump, while remaining hostile to socialism, unreliable on labor, and deeply committed to U.S. support for Israel. Democrats should not reward that record by making him Speaker.

https://www.currentaffairs.org/news/of-course-we-should-primary-hakeem-jeffries?fbclid=IwY2xjawVZo5FleHRuA2FlbQIxMABwZG9mAWJyaWQRMXY5Y2hra0hqWllxaGVBeTRzcnRjBmFwcF9pZBAyMjIwMzkxNzg4MjAwODkyAAEfJz4xKTYRef9N3GoxOv9B285adQDWG-SpgYeeYhAs2W6aPQjn7i0Pvzhcn2k_aem_2XZ7F0Y47rNLpWiH6Y7aDA

November 4 2026 Victory! We Celebrate the Turning of the Tide of Fascist Tyranny and Terror In America With the Fall of the Trump Regime

Our revels now have lasted fully twenty four hours, and bids fair to run for days as my neighborhood like our nation explodes in joy at the Fall of the Trump Regime and the Fourth Reich, as We The People have seized back our power from those who would falsify, commodify, dehumanize, and enslave us.

We have turned the tide of fascist tyranny and terror, and now that power is ours we must seize the momentum of this historic victory and bring the Restoration of Democracy both here at home and throughout the world, where ever men hunger to be free.

Last night and this we gathered round a bonfire leaping fifty feet into the darkness, a small band of us who have placed our lives in the balance with those of the powerless and the dispossessed, the silenced and the erased, all those whom Frantz Fanon called The Wretched of the Earth, and without regard to divisions or authorized identities of race, gender, faith, or nation, some of whom I have fought alongside for decades in liberation struggles throughout the world, and many strangers whom we welcome as allies in the realization of the American Dream of the equality of all human beings. We share our stories, envision possible futures, and make our plans for solidarity actions in the reimagination and transformation of human being, meaning, and value and of how we choose to be human together, and I know one true thing which I cherish and will forever hold in my heart as a hope for the future possibilities of becoming human; this is happening throughout America, in networks of alliance large and small, and this is a genie which cannot be put back in its box, because in this election we have proven that victory against the Fourth Reich is possible.

We have created a new America and a new future, friends; let us run with it as far as possible, so that the state can never again be captured by a hostile enemy.

Much work remains to be done; but for now in this liminal moment let us celebrate our triumph and our humanity. Tomorrow begins a new stage of the mission of being human as guarantors of each other’s universal human rights, of the Restoration of America, of the Repair of the World, and of bringing healing to the flaws of our humanity.

As written by Moira Donegan in The Guardian, in an article entitled The death knell of Trumpism has finally sounded; “There’s a certain freedom in low expectations. Going in to Tuesday’s midterm elections, forecasts were so grim for the Republicans that poll watchers started trading a kind of knowing joke: that the results would either mean the end of the Trump era, or the end of the polling profession.

Amid those sorts of predictions, any Republican victories would have seemed like a minor miracle. The expectation was that Democrats would have a blowout; Republicans, counting on the final tally to be a bit more mixed, would therefore almost certainly have the freedom to claim that they’d done better than anyone had thought they would.

It will be difficult to credit those spins today. The electorate issued the president a message of dissatisfaction with the second Trump term, and voted decisively to curb his power.

Now, with a Senate majority, Democrats will be able to investigate the president and his cabinet members, draw public attention to their own agenda items, assert Congress’s constitutional prerogatives, and block Republican judicial appointments.

In the coming days and weeks, Trump will alternately say that the Republican losses were fake – the result of fraud by a nefarious but ill-defined conspiracy of Democrats and illegal immigrants – and that they were real, but somebody else’s fault.

His administration has signaled over the past weeks that it could make efforts to contest the certification of especially close Senate races, notably Alaska.

But the wind may have gone out of the sails of that plan for now: for what it’s worth, which isn’t much, Trump told the New York Times on Tuesday night that he would accept the results of the midterms. What’s certain is that he will rail into microphones and complain in all caps on social media. But it is not likely that any of that will go anywhere. Because Tuesday night – almost exactly 10 years after he won the presidency in an upset victory over Hillary Clinton in 2016 – the Trump era effectively came to an end.

The next two years will look nothing like the previous two. In the first several months after his return to power, when he controlled a unified government and was said to have won a restoration in 2024 on the heels of widespread cultural discontent and anti-“woke” sentiment, Donald Trump seemed momentarily as if he might succeed in his efforts to consolidate an authoritarian regime in America.

He purged the federal bureaucracy, eliminating hundreds of jobs and stuffing thousands more with his loyalists and incompetent cronies. He imposed his will and social agenda on non-governmental institutions, from large tech companies to major universities, which complied in part because they feared retaliation from a strong Trump regime if they refused.

He snatched the power of the purse away from Congress like a thief yanking a pocketbook away from an old lady, and reappropriated taxpayer money as he saw fit, disregarding the intentions of the people’s elected representatives.

And he did all this – he was able to do all this – because he seemed powerful, and his opposition seemed weak. For the first year of his second term, he bet that he could get people to obey him because he could threaten consequences for refusal, and because the Democrats could not credibly threaten consequences for complicity.

That credibility has flipped. Donald Trump’s re-election in 2024 seems, now, less like a broad cultural realignment and more like a product of material factors, namely inflation. Those same material factors have come back to bite Republicans now, as staggering gas prices, consumer disempowerment, persistent unemployment and visible, egregious inequality outrage voters.

Donald Trump, meanwhile, seemed indifferent, if not oblivious, to these concerns – that is, when he was not actively making them worse. His reckless and needless war on Iran is broadly blamed – largely correctly – for driving up gas prices.

Donald Trump will enter 2027 with a hostile Congress, noticeably diminished cognitive power and physical stamina, a cratering approval rating, and a term limit

Meanwhile, Trump busied himself by draping large banners of his own face over federal buildings, remodeling the White House in gold, and making bizarre diatribes on rally stages about male politicians’ backsides. He seems frivolous and out of touch, like Marie Antoinette in a bad toupee.

Donald Trump will enter 2027 with a hostile Congress, noticeably diminished cognitive power and physical stamina, a cratering approval rating and a term limit.

Moreover, he will enter the new year with a fractured coalition: his decision to pursue a war with Iran has split his inner circle and destroyed his credibility with the Republican rank-and-file for whom his “no new wars” pledge in 2016 had signaled a break with the neoconservative establishment.

Ambitious Republicans – younger Republicans – will sense blood in the water. They will begin to turn on him in an effort to shore up their own prospects; he will rage at their betrayal and rally his base against them, like some sort of stupid King Lear. But his efforts to crown kings and exact revenge may be severely diminished after tonight.

Trump’s strength was always the hold he seemed to have over the Republican base, the degree to which his charisma could compel voters to follow him anywhere. If the margins of the Democratic victories on Tuesday night are any indication, they are not following him any more.”

As written by Rebecca Solnit in The Guardian, in an essay entitled New Beginnings; “Landslide. Tsunami. Earthquake.

In this historic night, Americans took their country back, making epic changes to the political map, putting blue back in places that had been solid red for decades. Everyone I knew was almost afraid to hope, auspicious though the polls and other signs were, afraid to set themselves up for disappointment, and then last night came report after report of almost unbelievable victories, the Senate retaken, the House retaken.

It is a profound repudiation of Trumpism, helped along by Trump’s unerring ability to pick truly despicable candidates, from Texas’s criminal Ken Paxton to Ohio’s creep Vivek Ramaswamy to South Carolina’s inane Darline Graham.

In that it’s the end of something, and when the celebration is over, it’ll be time to remember it’s the beginning of something, of rebuilding this country in all the ways it’s been broken and corrupted. So tonight there was a finish line, and tomorrow or the day after it’ll be our starting line.”

As written by Robert Reich in The Guardian, in an article entitled The great sleeping giant of the US has awakened; “The great sleeping giant of the US has awakened, taken a hard look at what’s become of the nation, and roared a thunderous “NO!”

What occurred on Tuesday was not – as some are saying – the inevitable midterm swing of the pendulum against the party in power. Texas hasn’t elected a Democratic senator since 1988. The last time Kansas elected a Democratic senator was 1932.

Nor was it just the economy. Americans are unhappy with high prices, to be sure, but inflation isn’t out of control. The country is not in a depression or recession. Unemployment remains quite low.

 Nor, finally, was it all due to Donald Trump. Despite Trump’s repeated efforts to get voters to “pretend” he was on the ballot, he was not. Most Republican candidates barely mentioned him and many Democratic candidates stressed local or statewide issues rather than fixate on him.

Something much larger is responsible for what occurred: anti-establishment populism. It’s burst forth against the mammoth corporations that have scored record profits while most Americans have had to pay more. Against the mega donors and super Pacs that have flooded US politics with more campaign money – legalized bribes – than ever before.

And against the big tech billionaires who have become the most powerful force in the US economy and society – as well as Trump’s and the Republican party’s most visible backers.

The irony is that anti-establishment anger propelled Trump into the presidency in 2016 and again in 2024. Many Americans had found his politically incorrect rants and “America first” nativism to reflect their own anger at being disrespected and left behind. “I am your warrior,” he told supporters when he announced his candidacy for the 2024 election.

But during his second term, Trump has morphed into the very establishment he had railed against. He gave tax cuts and subsidies to tech billionaires. He’s promoted their AI, pushed their datacenters, put Elon Musk in charge of the so-called “department of government efficiency” (Doge), advocated their crypto, and went to war in the Middle East – not only causing gas prices to soar but making big oil billions (or, as Trump bafflingly boasts, “we’re making an absolute fortune in our country”) and enriching big tech weapons makers and investors, including his family.

Many who voted for Trump in 2016 and 2024 have now abandoned him because of this blatant corruption, crony capitalism and eagerness to be on the gilded side of the US’s new Gilded Age. According to CNBC’s late October poll, corruption was the top issue on voters’ minds.

Meanwhile, anti-establishment populism has taken firm hold in the Democratic party. “The biggest divide in this country is not left versus right,” said the newly elected Texas Senate candidate James Talarico. “It’s top versus bottom.”

Sherrod Brown regained his Senate seat from Ohio largely due to voter anger at datacenters and the big tech billionaires behind them.

Abdul El-Sayed never tired on the campaign trail of reminding Michigan voters that his opponent, Mike Rogers, was backed by big corporations and mega donors.

Even Kansas’s victorious Adam Hamilton – who during his run for the Senate adamantly rejected the leftist label his opponent wanted to impose on him – campaigned on making datacenters pay for their own energy, banning lawmakers from trading stocks, expanding Medicare drug-price negotiations, and cracking down on price-gouging.

Hamilton also rejected money from corporate Pacs, as did most Democratic candidates for the Senate.

The real question in my mind is whether, come January when they control Congress, Democrats will take advantage of the new populism to enact measures most Americans need, such as Medicare for All, and reforms most Americans want, such as tougher anti-monopoly laws and limits on campaign contributions (even if this requires a constitutional amendment).

Trump is likely to veto any such initiatives, of course, but at least they’ll lay down markers for the 2028 presidential election – which, judging from what we’ve seen in the midterms, is likely to be a populist doozie.”

The death knell of Trumpism has finally sounded

https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2026/nov/03/midterms-trump-era-lame-duck?fbclid=IwY2xjawVY3OVleHRuA2FlbQIxMQBwZG9mAXNydGMGYXBwX2lkEDIyMjAzOTE3ODgyMDA4OTIAAR-hW8Orp-NzMZjDRTsNMBBfGugufp7UFGIQr1bkJ8qocfBaL_iDKlQ832NxDg_aem_dixv07k_F8uTPK8c2a0Qow

The great sleeping giant of the US has awakened

Robert Reich

https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2026/nov/04/democrats-elected-us-awakening?fbclid=IwY2xjawVYvcVleHRuA2FlbQIxMQBwZG9mAXNydGMGYXBwX2lkEDIyMjAzOTE3ODgyMDA4OTIAAR_5DDtriETgUkmvNiCfxuxKGVtJal8qAfOBm6opUiofXsa-ENFVy67eDg3UyQ_aem_bwP1y0FG1Y9tpg_TVelwyg

US voters rebuke Trump as Democrats win control of Congress in ‘blue wave’

https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2026/nov/04/democrats-house-midterm-elections-results

Red and blue America have united in their hatred for Donald Trump

https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2026/nov/03/trump-republicans-democrats-unpopular?fbclid=IwY2xjawVYv9FleHRuA2FlbQIxMQBwZG9mAXNydGMGYXBwX2lkEDIyMjAzOTE3ODgyMDA4OTIAAR83IxgZIggZUBgmBFi5Jny-NsHhhowtkh13gz0GvZVU-Fd9erIl1hw2K-oCIg_aem_9fmM7qRmeRgKLOuriPj-Bg

US midterms voters said: enough is enough. Is this the beginning of the end for Trump?

https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2026/nov/04/us-midterms-is-it-the-end-for-trump?fbclid=IwY2xjawVYwZ9leHRuA2FlbQIxMQBwZG9mAXNydGMGYXBwX2lkEDIyMjAzOTE3ODgyMDA4OTIAAR-iYvrCZOQdZyFlxuxEuywrIQT6Aq2WtZfH0RmxPodZ0Uo_4Cxq9UG0x05WfQ_aem_FAwrLG6vke7ZV53cLoVGmw

The midterms were a thumping rebuke of the US-Israel relationship

https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2026/nov/04/israel-relationship-midterm-elections?fbclid=IwY2xjawVYv3FleHRuA2FlbQIxMQBwZG9mAXNydGMGYXBwX2lkEDIyMjAzOTE3ODgyMDA4OTIAAR8xP_9ZSTg-9pIbtqWRPFM7aqDnFqTZpmYyWW_jfSbeNBN3mmebakXbjSb1IA_aem_sci4cE_VkggGZ_EEvaclrw

How Abdul El-Sayed defeated Maga in Michigan – video

https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/video/2026/nov/04/how-abdul-el-sayed-defeated-maga-in-michigan-video?fbclid=IwY2xjawVYvYdleHRuA2FlbQIxMQBwZG9mAXNydGMGYXBwX2lkEDIyMjAzOTE3ODgyMDA4OTIAAR9tPM_jUFvVXkyTF7hgMW7dKuKBdbB1BZ4nSSFnVBz5kfJ0UqiOHb3QCYH_wQ_aem_dmLz1anI0zg0ktMZePyq_Q

James Talarico wins Senate race in Texas, securing historic victory – video

https://www.theguardian.com/global/video/2026/nov/04/james-talarico-wins-senate-race-in-texas-securing-historic-victory-video

Xavier Becerra wins California race for governor with vows to resist Trump’s agenda

https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2026/nov/03/xavier-becerra-steve-hilton-california-governor?fbclid=IwY2xjawVYwSJleHRuA2FlbQIxMQBwZG9mAXNydGMGYXBwX2lkEDIyMjAzOTE3ODgyMDA4OTIAAR9CtDr_nlmxDSBJQq-LmNuKOfuvyrmiFD06IlYFlUcp-9oSipZISRED0awVpA_aem_nmxyQJ8rxwHpqGtKXZeLmw

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