SCHIZOPHRENIA AND GEORGE BUSH

According to E. O. Wilson, all schizophrenics “share one trait: mental activity that breaks with reality. In some cases the patient believes he is a great personage (the Messiah is a popular choice) or the target of a clever and pervasive conspiracy. In others he hallucinates voices or visions, often bizarre, as in a dream while fully awake.” (CONSILIENCE, p. 143)

Though Wilson won’t say it, I will. Since there is no evidence whatsoever that a hypothetical superbeing, called god, exists, don’t those who claim there is a god suffer from a break with reality? Of course, the fact that it’s a widely held misconception, “mass hysteria” some might say, gives the delusion added weight, but for those of us in touch with reality, living on earth feels, sometimes, like being locked in a mad house with certifiable nut cases. So if you hear us roar from time to time, you understand the cause of our frustration.

Seriously, does George Bush consider himself to be a great personage, inspired by god, or does he realize that he’s only the barely elected president of the United States? What about the neocons who support Bush and who see enemies and conspiracies everywhere? Even more crazy is that Pat Robertson fellow of the 700 “crazies” Club who claimed that god gave him a vision or spoke to him, to inform him that Bush’s election would be a landslide. I know! I’ve already said that in another posting, but we need to shout it from the rooftops. We need to call people’s attention to the nut cases in Bush’s corner.


IT’S SOON TO BE CHRISTMAS

Decorations everywhere as we enter the season of the madmen who believe in something which does not exist in the real world. What have I really to say about it?

For so many years, Xmas was no more than a trouble for me, trying to get enough money together so that the kids could have gifts. Usually that money consisted of charging the credit card up and then spending the entire year paying it down for the next year. Eventually, by the time I had my first divorce, I was not able to get my credit card paid down from Christmas to Christmas. In 1973 when I set out from Dayton to go West, I owed 800 dollars on my card. That was a lot for the time, and at that time, no credit card had an interest rate above 10 percent.

How did we allow the interest on credit cards to get so high and to stay so high? Well, you damn well know, they’re cheating us. They pretend now to tie their APR to the prime rate, but they ought to truly tie it to the prime rate and get down below 8 percent, which is what it ought to be had the interest rate gone up with the rising Federal rates and come down again with the Federal rates. The damn banks went up with the Federal rates, all right, but they never came fully down with them. People being so stupid, illiterate and uninformed and historically unaware, have not a clue at how their being bamboozled by capitalism.

Anyhow... joy to the world; may your being ripped off continue until you get wise to the Bushites running the world.
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“You can’t beat the gentiles in December. We were stupid to make Hannukah then.” —Ralph Schoenstein’s grandfather