Archive for the ‘We Are Enemies’ Category

Pick a side, make a decision,


before it’s too late,


choose what you believe.

All journalism is propaganda,

whether it’s cloaked in a guise of information

or entertainment,

it is written with an agenda.


So, who do you believe?

Who’s message will you receive?

In these times, as ever,

it’s simply not good enough just to be.

We have to define ourselves as much by what we’re against

as what we’re for,

our jobs are insufficient to satiate our souls,

yes, we live as whores

and every breath we take is tinged with defeat.

Take me: I’m a copywriter, it’s advertising without glory,

I prostitute myself for the sake of cheese

and fatty sausage meat.

Caught up in a whirlwind of international intrigue and filthy politics,

a hostage seized in a dirty war (like there are any clean wars?),

the defendant gives the show trial the finger, literally.

A desperate act in a desperate time, a desperate place.

Millions of us gasp at the rough-looking young woman,

our suspicions confirmed,

she *is* fascist scum,

we spit curses at our TV screens,

yes, she is a murderer:

she fed rat poison to a pregnant woman and she killed our journalists.

Around the world, other people shake their heads, and sigh, disbelief and dismay.


It’s obvious that it’s true!


What is true?

What I can see! *That* is true to me.

What you see as my lies are true,

and your truth, well, that is lies to me.


If you are hoping for some kind of universal truth, something to give your life meaning, some kind of cause célèbre, no, no: think again, move away from this vehicle, and make sure you walk a straight line.



Indeed, the police woman who confided in me, without speaking a word, looked into my eyes and spoke to my soul. She couldn’t appear more different to Nadiya. For her, International Women’s Day meant applying lipstick once again before patrolling the streets of Yerevan. Special Unit.


Jews obsessed with genealogy.

Jews defining themselves by their ancestors, their spirituality and beliefs rooted in family heritage. … Genealogy as something of a religious experience. … They worship the dusty old books and the computer screens, blood sacrifice: looking for meaning in their lives.

Nazis obsessed with genealogy.

Nazis defining themselves by their ancestors, by what makes them different from their Jewish and Slavic neighbors. … Genealogy as something of a religious experience. They worship the dusty old books, the Nordic primal screams, blood sacrifice: looking for meaning in their lives.

Apparently genealogy is big business, second only to pornography in popularity on the internet. And people are willing to pay the price, economically, socially and morally: to feel that they belong, to hear that they are different and special, to believe that they have a family. Kith and kin. People are willing to kill (themselves and you), for the idea of a connection, and connections of ideas.