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Friday, December 8, 2017

Social obscurity.

Yeah, I'm back. Did you miss me? Didn't notice I was gone? Okay, then. (Sigh...) Not for nothing that Big Green was once described as one of the most obscure bands out there. We are freaking invisible - just ask the people standing behind us, all of whom you can see clearly, because ... again ... we're freaking invisible.

But just because we're invisible, that doesn't mean we're inaudible. That old adage about children being "best seen and not heard" doesn't apply here, as we are not children, and we are not quiet. Nay, we are LOUD. Well, loud-ISH, and occasionally louder than that. Exhibit A: our song Jesus Has A Known Mind, which we've featured a couple of times on our podcast, THIS IS BIG GREEN. That's loud, if you turn up the volume. Try it next time you play the podcast. Or put your iPod bluetooth speaker in the middle of a cavernous room, then crank it up to 11. That should be the advisory on all of our albums. That and "avoid using heavy machinery". (Not because it's dangerous, but because it is hard.)

Get out! We're not only musically obscure, Big Green is also socially obscure, I'm proud-ish to say. We're the only band I can think of who, when moving into an abandoned hammer mill, draws pointed comments of "there goes the neighborhood" from across the brickyard. Fact is, we're not even good enough to live in a condemned building. But we don't let THAT stop us. No, sir ... and thanks to the ingenuity of our mad science advisor, Mitch Macaphee (just back from MonsterCom, an annual gathering of like-minded crazy doctors in Madagascar), none of those local hostiles can get within thirty feet of our front door without being stopped by an impenetrable force field. (At least I'm told that it's there. Either that, or no one wants anything to do with us. Which is more likely? You decide, my friends.)

The happy by-product of our unpopularity is that we are able to work without fear of interruption on whatever it is we're producing at any given time. (Currently, it's the Ned Trek Christmas Pageant.) And with the help of Marvin (my personal robot assistant), who's helping us with the editing, we have a shot at finishing this sucker before the holiday ... so that we can share it with ... well ... whoever listens to us. (Note: the podcast is invisible as well.)

Donnie's excellent adventure.

It's been quite a week for our low-rent gropen-fuhrer, and as of this writing it's only Wednesday. First we saw him re-tweet Euro-fascist videos, then excoriate the FBI in response to Flynn's indictment, followed by a full-throated endorsement of Alabama Senate Candidate, state Supreme Court Justice (twice removed), and mall stalker (many times removed) Roy Moore on Monday, opening of vast Western lands to oil and gas development on Tuesday, and U.S. recognition of Jerusalem as Israel's capital on Wednesday. Throw in little details like the travel ban being reinstated by the Supreme Court Tuesday, his allies in the Senate passing a draconian "tax" bill (larded with much else besides) the weekend before, and stepped up provocative war games on the Korean peninsula this week, and you've got ... well ... just what you voted for, America.

Trump lighst the fuse. Again.The Jerusalem announcement basically lights a fuse that's been rolled out and set for decades. As Trump pointed out, Congress has voted for this more than once, passing resolutions in support of the shift by large bipartisan margins. In terms of the fundamentals, it's a minor step, but as a symbolic gesture, it has the potential for disaster. I'm certain it is already being used as a recruiting tool for Al Qaeda, ISIS, Al-Shabab, and what have you. Another tremendous gift to jihadists the world over. Trump may as well take out full-page ads for them, plaster billboards all around the Muslim world, and flood Facebook with pop-ups - Al Baghdadi wants you!

There's a temptation to frame this clusterfuck as something uniquely Trump, but that doesn't even begin to hold water. Trump is truly a reflection of America's worst tendencies, a fun-house mirror for us to peer into with fascination and horror. But having a drunk at the wheel of the wrecking machine that is Imperial America is only marginally different than having a college professor in the driver's seat. Yes, Trump is worse than even a neoliberal Democratic administration - court appointments and judicial decisions alone confirm that much. But America as it is currently configured is designed to kill and destroy on a massive scale, regardless of who is running the show. Destruction is the default position, and like any large exploitative enterprise, this machine has its ways of perpetuating itself. Every family Trump (or Obama) shatters in Yemen or Syria or Iraq generates more hatred against us. Our bombs and policies like the Jerusalem decision are investments in future conflicts that will fuel the military machine long after we're gone.

It's not hopeless, people. We live in a democratic society. We can change how we do things, but we have to get started ... like, now.

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