What’s Wrong With Socialism?

This is what’s wrong with socialism: its heart of hearts is hate. Everything Marx, Engel, Stalin, Lenin, Mao, Mussolini, Hitler, and others have a core built on hate. Hate for whom or what? Hate for the bourgeoisie.

This is one thing wrong with Marx and Mao: they are addicts. I know, they are dead and so it should be “were”. Their way of life lives on in BLM and Antifa so I’ve used a present tense verb. Marx was an alcoholic and opium addict. Mao was addicted to sleeping pills. The character of a leader is lived out in those he or she leads. So it’s no accident that followers of Marx and Mao behave like dry drunks.

Here is a dirty little secret: capitalism has never been rooted out of Communist/Socialist societies. Where central control and governance fail to provide for a society black market capitalism invades like toxic mold. North Korea survives because of a thriving Black Market trade conducted by women.

The final wrong thing is violence. If you don’t believe in violence you are a fake revolutionary. 毛澤東 rose to power on a mountain of bodies. He is quoted in “Mao, the Untold Story” as being pleased with the deaths caused by his policies. His fight with Chiang Kai Shek starved and consequently killed thousands. But BLM isn’t like that. No? Then why are they rioting, looting, setting businesses on fire, and shooting people?

萬歲,希拉里·克林頓!

毛澤東的生活方式 (Mao Zedong Way of Life) is the core belief system of BLM and Antifa. So at the heart of BLM and Antifa is hate, addiction, and violence. The key demand is that we kowtow before them and adhere to absurd, violent slavery so that they can get justice and give us peace.

Followers of 毛澤東的生活方式 must hate privilege and anyone/anything that exposes their tribe as doing worse than someone else. The final solution is to bludgeon all that other into behaving in a way pleasing to the tribe. Next, you as an individual are merely an atom, an ant in a collective enterprise that gives you everything. The individual is nothing. The collective and the state are everything.

毛澤東是獨一的真神

At our core, we were founded on Christian ethics rooted in love. We are holy fire to the smoldering rot that is socialism. You can’t be a sincere Christian and a serious disciple of Mao. Liber XX: 4-6 “Non facies tibi sculptile, neque omnem similitudinem quae est in caelo desuper et quae in terra deorsum nec eorum quae sunt in aquis sub terra. Et non adorabis ea et non coles ego enim sum Dominus Deus tuus fortis zelotes visitans iniquitatem patrum super filios in tertiam et quartam generationem eorum qui oderunt me: et faciens misericordiam in milia de his qui diligunt me, et custodiunt præcepta mea.”

It is Mao that is the god-king of American Communism. Marx rejected religion as an opiate for the masses. Mao, hearing this, felt a thrill run down his leg. He could follow the lead of 儀皇帝. As a god-king, he could rule in a way much more powerful than petty-bourgeois and secular leaders like Stalin or Lenin. Getting the populace addicted to him was an awesome move he pursued diligently. And it worked, better than he could imagine.

It is to 毛澤東 that BLM looks for liturgy and theology. Mao rose to power on a Babylon tower of fear, shame, and violence. Mao Tse Tung tortured and murdered his way to a titular imperial rule. His Great Leap forward starved to death between 20 to 46 million people. Hitler was a piker.

自我譴責和生活

To be alive in Mao’s China was to fear the label 反布爾什維克 (Anti-Bolshevik). This was an all-purpose accusation perpetrated to either save yourself or cause an enemy to be cleansed. There was no need for our criminal justice process. The accusation was sufficient. The consequences were brutal torture and death.

Those that survived were forced to self-denounce their failure to be sufficiently supportive of Mao and the Chinese Communist Party. You could not be moderate. You had to love the Party and Mao with enough fervor. Any weakening of your devotion was risking an accusation of 反布爾什維克.

Why should we care? It is 2020. 毛澤東 died 1976年9月9日 (1976-9-9). That’s 44 years ago. So yesterday. Modern Socialism is better. Ok. Sendero Luminoso is still active in Peru. As for BLM, they are Maoists. They demand that we shout, “Black Lives Matter” with sufficient passion. Well-meaning intellectuals hold critical race theory training classes where the task is for white people to perform a self-denouncement of their racism and privilege. So 毛主義 is still relevant.

白猴子妓女

And here is why: the tactics of BLM are Mao’s tactics of fear and shame. You can’t be merely sympathetic to the plight of the downtrodden. You have to prove your fealty with sufficient fervor. Problem? Yeah, you can’t fulfill the demand. Nothing you do is sufficient.

If you are white? Forget about it. White people are innately evil and racist. They could flagellate themselves while chanting “Black Lives Matter” 247365 until they fell out and it would not be enough. BLM is built on hate, shame, and anger. It shares its heart of hearts with 毛澤東哲學.

This the stage on which this post is placed—I am the totem for every evil thing claimed as the cause of the oppression of African Americans. My accusers assign me power over the lives of millions of Black Folk and accuse me of oppressing them simply because I live and breathe.

IGAFDU, "I Give a Fuck, Do You". What's Wrong With Socialism?

IGAFDU

I keep repeating this. That I am accused of being a little g god responsible for the misery of millions. I don’t want the power I am accused of having. This is my larger point: you can’t serve both 耶穌 (Jesus) and 毛澤東 Máozédōng. Exodus 20:4-6, “切勿為自己雕刻圖像,或在天上,在地下,在地下的水中做任何類似的事情。 5你不可屈服於他們或為他們服務,因為我主你的神是嫉妒的神,向那些恨我的人的第三代和第四代拜訪父親的罪孽,6但要表現出堅定的愛 給成千上萬愛我並遵守我誡命的人。” Also, Matthew 6:24, “沒有人可以服務於兩個主人,因為他要么恨一個主人而愛另一個主人,要么他將致力於一個主人而鄙視另一個主人。 你不能事奉上帝和金錢.

In English: “You shall not make for yourself a carved image or any likeness of anything that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth. You shall not bow down to them or serve them, for I the Lord your God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers on the children to the third and the fourth generation of those who hate me, but showing steadfast love to thousands[a] of those who love me and keep my commandments.” and “No one can serve two masters, for either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve God and money.”

Mao did not tolerate any weakening of fealty to the Party. You had to compete with your kin and neighbors to show more devotion than them. Failure could get you killed. Violence, fear and shame were the three weapons used to prove you loved Mao and the Party more than anyone else. So millions died.

您必須死於世界,並在耶穌基督裡獲得生命

Or . . . an absurd story about a carpenter from Nazareth born in a stable in Bethlehem to homeless parents. This wretch taught us to love our enemies. He said we should do unto others as we would have them do unto us. Matthew 7:12, “因此,無論您希望別人對您做什麼,也希望他們也這樣做,因為這就是律法和先知。”

So the challenge is this. To whom do you worship? A genocidal emperor wanna-be who caused the death of millions or that crazy Carpenter who broke the Sabbath and healed the sick? No, don’t answer. I don’t actually care.

BLM says we should care about Black Lives. Then they foment riots in our cities in areas populated by Black Lives. BLM blames the cops for the deaths of young black men. They make the absurd demand that there cannot be another death by a cop in a country of 330 million people until the end of time. Or what? Or they will destroy the businesses that support Black Lives.

Yeon-Mi Park (박연미)

Three things, then. First, when threatened and told that in exchange for the removal of the threat I must comply my interest in compliance dies. I don’t care what it is you want me to do. You threatened me. That’s the first thing I will deal with. So “silence is violence” is a threat I will answer. Just not the way you want me to.

Second, I am a disciple of Christ. I belong to Jesus of Nazareth. I am at peace with the knowledge that through history devotion to Christ became a deadly choice. Tortured and told that I must prove my allegiance to ending racism just moves me to defy the demand. I’ll fail and choose torture and death before I renounce Christ.

Next, I’ve been watching Yeon-Mi Park on YouTube. Yeon-Mi chose to flee instead of fight. My takeaway is that Kim Jung Un, for all his effort to emulate Mao and succeed, hasn’t solved the problem of the Black Market. Black Market Capitalism is the hidden reason why Communism in North Korea hasn’t completely collapsed. Capitalism is a virus in Communist societies that fills the gaps created by a centralized, large, and incompetent government.

承認你的特權

Last thing. Self-Criticism vs. the Prayer of Confession. Everyone in Mao’s China and Kim Jon Un (김정은) must perform a self-criticism regularly. This is every Saturday in North Korea. There are two tasks. One must name a thing done wrong in the previous week and one must also name someone who did something wrong. From this self-criticism, there will be punishment for yourself, and for the person you named. There is no forgiveness. There is no future day in which your confessed crime is redeemed. The misery continues and moral improvement isn’t a concern.

About that before I conclude. I count this as axiomatic: for every law there is a cheat (每一個法律都有一個騙局). Which means I suspect the Saturday self-denunciation (자기 비난) in North Korea is gamed so that those attending can protect themselves. The accusations and punishments are kept minor for most people. There are, I’m sure, conflicts that leak into Saturdays which cause more serious accusations and consequences. I’ll also guess that bribery plays a part in this rite of self-denunciation. It’s not the same as the Prayer of Confession.

The Prayer of Confession is different. Part of the liturgy of many Reformed congregations is a corporate prayer of confession. The pastor will talk about some failing of the congregation related to the sermon. Where Self-Criticism ignores forgiveness and redemption Reformed churches conclude the Prayer of Confession with an announcement of Christ’s grace and forgiveness.

我跟隨耶穌

I have an ask as you march on the National Mall and call for revolution to replace our evil society with a Socialist Paradise. What are you for? You are marching for genocide and hate if it is 毛澤東哲學 or some flavor of it.

As for me and my house, I choose Christ—Joshua 24:15, “Now therefore fear the Lord and serve him in sincerity and in faithfulness. Put away the gods that your fathers served beyond the River and in Egypt, and serve the Lord. 15 And if it is evil in your eyes to serve the Lord, choose this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your fathers served in the region beyond the River, or the gods of the Amorites in whose land you dwell. But as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.”
「所以,你們要敬畏耶和華,誠心誠意地事奉祂,摒棄你們祖先在幼發拉底河那邊和在埃及所拜的神明,專心事奉耶和華。 15 如果你們不願意事奉耶和華,今天就選擇你們的神明吧,或大河那邊你們祖先事奉的神明,或你們這裡亞摩利人的神明。至於我和我全家,我們必事奉耶和華。」

Sin autem malum vobis videtur ut Domino serviatis, optio vobis datur: eligite hodie quod placet, cui servire potissimum debeatis: utrum diis, quibus servierunt patres vestri in Mesopotamia, an diis Amorrhaeorum, in quorum terra habitatis: ego autem et domus mea serviemus Domino.

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Rhetorical Dodge Ball

First Posted 30-Dec-2014

My Dad has become a troll. He does this thing at least once each time I visit him. He’ll throw a macro-aggressive statement out there to trigger me. Sometimes, when I was younger, I flung words back at him. These days, though, I’ve learned to dodge his rhetorical fast balls. I’d rather keep the relationship than be right. The art of it is knowing how to keep my dignity, to disagree with him, without getting caught in a shouting match. This trip there were two balls launched at me, both glittering generalities.
socialist christThe first one was, “Jesus was a communist. So, if you are sincerely following Jesus you’ll also be a communist.” Which is a bit stunning. Jesus, depending on who is counting, lived over two-thousand years ago. Communism, says Wikipedia, became a thing in the late 18th Century. So, Christ had been dead and resurrected well over 1800 times before Communism made its name in the history books. A key difference between the early house churches of pre-Constantine Christendom and our modern church was that before Constantine Rome was the enemy so arbitrating who gets what was done on a small scale by individual churches. Modern socialism envisions a large, unelected civil service governing of the distribution of capital and property. This puts the President’s civil service at the head of the government picking winners and losers. The President assumes the role of Caesar and Congress becomes a feckless Roman Senate. The courts abdicate their power and become tools of the Caesar’s civil service. Maybe that isn’t a future wish. It’s perhaps what we have as a government now. Woo. Jesus was no friend of Rome or of his contemporary church leadership. If Jesus was anything, he was an anarchist.

Christ advocated against needless governance. He performed a miracle, finding a coin in the mouth of a fish to pay Caesar’s taxes. The Communist idea of public or government ownership and management of most everything is the furthest from the sort of service first leadership demonstrated by Christ when he washed the feet of the disciples. Jewish tradition of the day insisted on a tithe of 10%. So, by tradition, the community through the Levites, only held 10% of the assets in common. The rest was held by individuals and their families. I don’t find anything in the Bible to suggest Christ advocated a greater ownership of resources by Rome.

pink triangleHis next one was this, “Anybody who thinks homosexuality is a sin is homophobic. Anybody who is homophobic is hiding something, probably that they are actually gay and just won’t admit it.” So, we who believe that homosexuality is a sin are all gay and just in denial? Really? Wow. Good to know that. Thanks for sharing, Dad. So, I am supposed to be a Communist because I say I am Christian. And, because I believe that homosexuality is a sin I’m actually a closeted gay man in denial. That’s a pretty profound therapy moment right here in public on this blog, for everyone to read. Glad I got that cleared up.

My tinfoil hat is crooked and faded to a mottled, oxidized grey, should I be worried? Maybe a better tinfoil hat would be one with pink triangles and red stars . . . maybe my Dad would like that tinfoil hat better. Maybe for realz, I kinda don’t care.

I’m good. I know he does this. I know he says stuff that is weird. He’s my Dad, though, so I let it all slide. His tendency to throw stuff out there like that doesn’t take away his success within the Presbyterian Church or his role in designing and building early computers that were a step toward today’s SmartPhones. He’s one more odd duck like me who still has attributes worth praising. The world is better for having him in it, wild claims about closeted gay Communists included. Bless your heart, Dad.

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Beer After Work

First Posted 02-Aug-2015

roger-pe-anti-mail-order-bride-stamp-adThat guy, James Rustler? He’s had a few aliases. I think that’s the one he uses these days. There was another one from a few years back when he came home broke after flying to Thailand to meet a girl who promised him a happy ending. They all promise that. I seem to remember his face was bruised up when he met me at my job after work a few years ago. I guess Thailand went about as expected. Anyhooo. I saw some e-mails lately that sounded like he’d returned to crashing on his Dad’s couch. Wonder what it was this time? Yeah, James Rustler told it, got some of it right, but mostly told it wrong. He also talks too much and writes too long.

  • Interracial Romance My son’s Mom is Taiwanese. Nationalist Taiwanese of a father who was a general in Chiang Kai Shek’s army. The family ran casino’s in the resort area of Bei Tou for many years. Some of them hustled unsuspecting rubes in Ma Jong. When I say casino, I mean asian pleasure palace with bar girls, bottle service, happy endings and any number of casino games. The sort of places that were on the Japanese Salary Men sex tourist list of places to go. Understand now? Good. I married the shunned daughter of this family. 28 and unmarried means something in Taiwan. A Taiwanese businessman I met at the International student dorm told me that any woman shopping for a white ghost husband at her age could not be a good woman. She put herself through college and worked as a fish processing chemist because it was that or be human trafficked. So, the Triad Princess nickname has some merit.
    Whether Russian, Philippine, Brazilian, or whatever gets your dick hard, all of them face a similar challenge. America isn’t like their home country. Things are different. The English they speak is a small, pale shadow of American English spoken by natives. Reading anything takes great effort. For the Empress, the Totalist attitude toward conflict–that even playful insults were abuse worthy of arrest–were at odds with her upbringing. At home in Taiwan big arguments were fights settled with fists or worse. We don’t tolerate that here.
    The most common story among those fresh off the boat is that they lose a lot of their status and prestige in coming here. All the options are bad. The golden mountain they thought was here turns out to be a useless pile of brass tokens for Dave & Busters. It’s very common for the first generation to emigrate here to fight just to be poor, to afford the “or” in that word. Marrying a rich white guy as many of them hope to do, too often does not shortcut that struggle. So it was with the Empress and I. We have a son that is doing well. We could never bridge the cultural and language gap, the ways in which she was wounded from growing up hard and the lessons she brought from home on conflict resolution. You are stupid if you imagine you can escape the struggles of most marriages with a mail-order bride. That she is FOB doesn’t make it easier. It makes it harder.
  • MGTOW Men Going Their Own Way are pussies. Own your shit. Do the inventory. Figure out where you are broken, in pain, still carry resentment, where your empathy muscle is weak, and fix that. Remember that we are to love God with all our hearts, minds and strength, that we are to love neighbors and enemies alike. Be the temple reconstructed, the kingdom resurrected today, not later, not after the rapture. *THE* way to do this is in healthy relationships. God was right that it isn’t good for men to be alone. He made us for relationship. We are most alive in marriage. Are women annoying? Yes. Men are annoying as well. Ditto kids. It’s how we surrender to God, die to live, and allow ourselves to be transformed in relationships that makes us better. Suck it up, MGTOW, and let her put her toothbrush in your bathroom. You are welcome.
  • Personal Responsibility It happens to all of us. We get older. We can’t rave all weekend and be back to work Monday morning without some damage to our health. Our hurts, habits, or hangups really start to make a mess of things. As hard as we work to patch up our teflon suit so nothing sticks to us, that suit wears out and begins to fail. The escalating negative consequences accumulate until they become intolerable. Remaining irresponsible becomes nigh impossible. Some of us never quit and thus find ourselves in the hospital, morgue, jail or rehab. If we end up in the morgue then there is no further. We lived a hard, fast, indulgent life and left a ?pretty? corpse. From the hospital, jail or rehab there is another chance, another iteration of promising to change and perhaps, this time, actually sticking to it. Anyway, personal responsibility happens, get used to it.
  • Work Ethic I’d rather work. Simple as that. I’ve been on welfare and food stamps, unemployment, psych disability was offered to me, as was public housing. I made a choice a long time ago to struggle through keeping a job. I’m not very good at holding down a job. I get fired a lot. I’m also not very good at money so more than once, the lack of savings and the frequent firings mean I end up homeless again. As I edit this (20-Jan-2016) I had my unemployment cancelled by my former employer. Even that safety net isn’t as safe as it once was. Still, of my choices, I’d rather find the next job and try again to get back on my feet. It’s hard, sucks a lot, but having seen the other way, for me, it’s better.
  • Communism and Anarchy Communism fails. Once you declare the dominant paradigm to value need and deprecate ability people set about accomplishing just that. They arrange their lives so it appears they have tremendous need while hiding or sabotaging ability. Anarchy–the large scale governance without rulers, is a childish impossibility. Leadership does more than force you to do things you’d rather not. If humanity has any common thread over history it is our talent for conflict and unruly behavior. Collectivist, communal, socialist or other utopian schemes for removing distasteful structure and governance are only as good as the least well behaved in in a group. Us malcontents are going to drive the agenda, like it or not. Without governance to reign us in we foster chaos and crime. It doesn’t take long for those of us who were so happy about the loss of governance to start asking for the heads of the others of us who are being transgressive and transgressive. Poof. Anarchy gone.
  • Capitalism I had two hard & fast rules as a cab driver. Pay me and Shut Up. It is common to pay for the ride at the end in a cab. Most of the time I let that happen. But . . . for fares that gave me pause, gave me a reason to need control of the next 15 minutes with them, things changed. I’d stop the cab. I’d tell them, politely at first, that I needed at least $20.00 up front before continuing the ride. If they resisted in any way I’d get rude and demand that $20.00. If they argued I’d give them a choice. Pay me or get out. Simple. In over a decade I only had a few who decided they would neither pay me nor get out. The last guy to try that found himself in a cab parked in the middle of a busy intersection and I, his driver, sitting on a bus bench waiting for a bus to take me home. He asked me what I was doing and I told him, I was going home. He asked me how he was going to get home. I told him I didn’t care. He asked me what I planned to do with the cab. I said I didn’t care. I was going home. He thought about it for a minute, then stumbled to the bus bench to wait for a bus with me. Good. I left the bus bench, got back in my cab and went back to work. As for “Shut Up”, mostly I don’t care about you. I care about getting paid. I talk to you, dear customer, because I want to get paid. I don’t mind talking. Unless . . . for some reason you are annoying then I do mind and you need to pay me, now.
    Capitalism is easy. I have a good or service to offer. In lieu of barter, you offer me money at a price we agree on. I get the money, you get the good or service. Simple. Communism, socialism, whatever, introduces a third element that attempts to arbitrate the transaction so it is fair. We, collectively, as a society, agree to own nothing individually and let the commons own everything. In practice, this means that the government owns & operates most everything. The government has 350 million opinions on the definition of fair that in large part, don’t reconcile. There is no way to arbitrate commerce, to assure fair distribution of resources, and not piss somebody off. It’s almost assured that there will be winners and losers, but this time, it is the bureaucracy that chooses the winners and losers in the name of fairness. That never goes well.
    Since everything is owned by the commons there is no reason to value it or be good stewards of it. As a result, we don’t take pride in the condition or value of the resource and instead, tend to let it go to shit. Capitalism thrives as a black/grey market and you have Cuba, where there is the dollar economy, an avaricious Capitalist economy where the haves have always had and the peso economy where there is rationing and perpetual shortages. Oh, and . . . you can’t stop Capitalism. You can only drive it into the underground where it becomes controlled by organized crime. Every communist or socialist economy has a horrid problem with corruption and black market/capitalist trade. Yet, yet . . . if you remove government, society, us . . . as the brokers of fairness and let people own, buy & sell goods, services, land and other resources, there are still winners and losers but as we have seen in China, the wealth created is off the chain. Plus, it becomes possible to reign in the corruption and black market trade. We are seeing this now with the legalization of marijuana in some states and in defiance of Federal law.
  • March of Time Albany Hill is fine. The top of it where my grandmother walked so often and love so much, is preserved as a park. The evil capitalist real estate people she fought got to build on parts of the hill. Our favorite Asian grocery is built on the north side of the hill just over the city line in El Cerritto. My grandmother might have been pissed, but at some point we age such that the short trip to vertical becomes a victory. The one thing that has the best shot at immortality is our legacy, is the stories people will tell long after we are finished being worm food. I didn’t care about that when I was young. In my mid-thirties I was intent on being a Dad. My son got told by his Mom in one of her uglier moments that he was a mistake. She didn’t want to be pregnant with him. Doh. Too late. My son is here and that is a very good thing. The Webb name is in good hands with him. My grandfather, my father, me, and now, my son, all first born sons, all inheritors of a good name. We can’t change the linearity of time nor prevent our eventual move to 6th & Green. We can, though, consider our legacy and the stories people will tell after we are there. I have fond memories of Albany Hill, even with the condominiums that were built on its west side.
  • Mary Parker I think she failed out of rehab a bunch of times, relapsed a lot, learned the talk so the psych-ward docs let her out, learned what all ex-offenders learn about talking to Probation and Parole so they ended her supervision early, nearly spent her fortune in Reno and on cab drivers, until someone from the Ashram there at 52nd & San Pablo in Oakland, Ca. invited her to a weekend workshop and she found religion there. I’d rather she came to church, to Christ, but for Mary, the thing that worked was yoga and Hinduism. Fair enough. At least the last time she tried to bribe me so I’d buy an axe and cut down the pecan tree in the front yard of a North Berkeley neighbor of hers will remain the last time. I didn’t take the bribe. I talked Mary down and dropped her off at the Royal Cafe in Albany. She paid me with a generous tip
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