Sunday, June 29, 2014

Uncivilization Lives!

Every medium wants your attention, to sell you stuff. “News” has to make money for its Owners, so it’s another show, a diversion, usually with propaganda. Mostly celebrities, train wrecks, and bad weather wherever.

In reality, greedy folks are ripping out and burning every last bit of “energy” as fast as humanly possible. Too many people, poison everywhere, crazies with high caliber weapons, not enough food or good water, wars and rumors of wars! Life on this tiny cosmic speck is not going well for everyone.

So if you have food in your belly and a warm safe place to sleep tonight, consider yourself very successful. Meanwhile, humans survived for eons without any printed or electrically-powered diversion, so why worry about “the news”?  The real news is always right in front of you.

At Cheap Wildlife Sanctuary, for example, springtime sprang as it always does when the appropriate calendar pages are turned. Desperate beings fight to survive in the wretched high desert!

Terrified mom abandoned her front porch nest when anyone came near, unaware that most humans will run away if you simply try to peck their eyes out. Baby seems angry.

Being free as a bird means you never worry about getting your cleaning deposit back, you just leave your old crap behind.


Meanwhile, on a bow saw atop a back porch tool cabinet, this brave bird-brain built a shoddy nest. She seldom panicked, even when I’d open the cabinet and pieces of nest fell off.


I ventured no closer during this follow-up photo-op--she could easily have pecked my eyes, maybe not out, but enough to really hurt.

Almost erotic the way these two writhed, shamelessly ecstatic before the universe and everybody.

Local bunnies routinely browse my inter--lawn. This brave bunny proves my macho swagger is bogus.

Un-civilization has a dark side of course, which is where desert rats live and move and have their being. Like my van’s engine compartment. I decided that my modern traveling contraption was more important than the well-being of a young family, and soon they were homeless. My own trip to the dark side.

Vacuuming rat nest from an engine is an interface with wild nature which not many folks appreciate. However, re-wiring rat-gnawed wire, while contorting in a tight space, is good exercise, and in 106 degree heat, builds character.

Smoke-rise Over Cornville

More dark news on our doorstep when Oak Creek Canyon cooked. Some nights the wind shifted, the smoke flowed down with the creek, and Cornville looked like Los Angeles in the worse old days. Scientists say fire is how our world will end.

In other science opinions, the universe is like a Lego set of uncountable size and endless combinations, according to a woman with a Bachelor(ette) of Science degree.

Camp Verde, Arizona

For today’s propaganda, a new political “party” I just invented: Interfaith Anarchism. “People or organizations of different religious faiths or creeds,” “…advocating voluntary cooperation and free association of individuals and groups in order to satisfy their needs.” (Definitions from an old hard copy of Webster’s.)

An obituary for this edition, found blowing down the street:

And finally, from the health editor: some doctors might suggest that you shut off your electronics and go play outside while it’s still nice out.

Near Jerome, Arizona


“Today the methods are different—now it’s not the threat of force that ensures the media will present things within a framework that serves the interests of the dominant institutions, the mechanisms today are much more subtle. But nevertheless, there is a complex system of filters in the media and educational institutions which ends up ensuring that dissident perspectives are weeded out, or marginalized in one way or another. And the end result is in fact quite similar: what are called opinions “on the left” and “on the right” in the media represent only a limited spectrum of debate, which reflects the range of needs of private power—but there’s essentially nothing beyond those “acceptable” positions.”
Noam Chomsky, Understanding Power, p. 13