Amy Coney Barrett’s Cult

December 4, 2020

Republicans keep accusing Democrats of attacking Trump Court nominee Amy Coney Barrett’s faith. It’s a kind of pre-emptive attack, since Democrats aren’t engaging in the argument at all. It’s a Wizard of Oz moment: Pay no attention to the man behind the screen.

The man behind the screen is patriarchy. I couldn’t care less about which religion Barrett ascribes to. Yes, Barrett is a cult member, but not because her specific faction of Catholicism is a cult, but because all religions are cults — Patriarchal cults.

There is a bizarre notion that a strong woman can be a feminist while enthralled by patriarchal anti-egalitarian beliefs. That ain’t feminism. The founding principle of feminism is that all people, regardless of sex and gender, are of equal value. An obvious corollary is that everyone can control their own bodies and consensual reproductive behavior. Someone who says they value the life of a zygote as much as an actualized human woman is not a feminist. A person who believes that a male god put women on Earth to serve their husbands is not a feminist, even if she also believes that God wants her to be a Supreme Court judge.

The purpose of every religion is to maintain social order, to keep societies functioning. The myths of religions can put order to people’s understanding of the universe, but the primary reason we have religion is to keep the rulers in charge, and the rulers are generally men. You may have been taught that religion exists to make people moral, that without a document saying “thou shall not kill,” people would go about killing each other every time someone is cut off in traffic. But the top-tier function of religion is to control the masses of people so that some people can have unchallenged power and jurisdiction of other people.

How can an ordinary, or even a super-super-intelligent ordinary person fall for this? How can a person of color support a white supremacist president, or a woman believe her role is to serve men? It’s called internalized oppression: Internalized racism, internalized sexism, internalized homophobia. That’s the power of culture — it indoctrinates from an early age; its toxic beliefs are passed on even unintentionally by adults to children. It can make a small fish think it’s being true to itself by serving a shark.

There are a lot of great spinoffs to religion: songs that make you feel good, bake sales…. But those are things that have been invented by the cult members to make the cult more palatable, to enhance the feeling of community and to comfort people is distress. As good as those things are, they don’t erase the fundamental fact that the congregants are members of a patriarchal cult designed to maintain the dominion of men over others.


Note: This article was originally posted to my OCD-Free blog on Medium (which you should all be following). However, because it doesn’t fit well with the theme of that blog, I have decided to remove it and place it here, where no one cares. If you miss Daisybrain posts, and I know you do, follow both of my Medium blogs:

The NEW DAISYBRAIN BLOG!

OCD-Free


Reminder: You are suppose to follow my blogging on Medium now.

October 23, 2020

Here’s my latest poem, which I think is one of my most important.

My two new blogs are OCD-Free.Medium.com and Daisybrain.Medium.com. Please check them out, join Medium and follow my writing.

Whether you are a new visitor or a long-time friend, thank you very much for all of your support and interest in Daisybrain over the years. I invite you to stay in touch through Medium.


WordPress Sucks, but I still Blog… (see below)

October 15, 2020

Here’s my latest!

Amy Coney Barrett’s Cult



Where am I?

October 5, 2020

Where has Eric/Daisybrain gone? I stopped trying to post my posts on WordPress, because their “upgrade” sucked so badly. Instead, you can find/follow/support me here:

Daisybrain on Medium

and here:

OCD-Free on Medium

and here:

Ko-Fi

And, you can also ignore, I mean follow me on Twitter and Instagram.

The entire corporate staff at Daisybrain thanks you.



Due to Suckage of WordPress, my posts can now be found of Medium

September 4, 2020

Hello, people who are not me,

I am no longer posting on WordPress because a new update makes the site too annoying to use, except to use it to tell you that I’m not using it.

I have TWO Medium sites, both of which will save the universe:

Daisybrain on Medium

and

OCD-Free on Medium

Feel free too keep reading my thousands of fascinating posts on this very Daisybrain WordPress site; hopefully they will stay archived here until the next apocalypse.

But I also urge you to join Medium and follow both of my new blogs. You’ll find some familiar Daisybrain material that are essential for your continued survival, as well as new work that goes beyond the scope of the old Daisybrain. Your mind will achieve bogglement.

Thank you. Love illuminates life,

Eric



The End of Daisybrain. Long Live… Daisybrain!

September 2, 2020

Friends, followers, casual trespassers: WordPress has imposed a “Block Editor” update that suuuuuuuuuuucks. After 11 years, I have decided to leave the platform.

Please see all future (and some past) Daisybrain posts here.


By the way, I also blog here.


Pandemic Poetry Part Song*

August 30, 2020
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Chaos of Contagion

How to cope with the Chaos of Contagion?

The confusion of conventions

The conflicts over comportment

Floating, floating, floating, floating, floating

No solid ground to land on

Civilization grinding to a halt

Opening opportunities of expression

Look at me floating above

Suspended in animation

It’s a good time to reassess

Everything


Comedy Writers Have Taken Over the universe

Who is writing this shit?

Clearly, comedy writers have taken over reality.

My guess is it’s George Carlin & Andy Kaufmann

Today’s headline was a perfect gem of nihilistic humor:

NASA says there is a 0.41% chance that an asteroid will hit us the day before the US election.

Given the mutated time stream we have slipped into, I’ll translate that as a 100% chance, maybe 110%.

This begs the obvious question of where would we most like the asteroid to strike?

Political targets (Congress, the White House…) are too obvious. Carlin would want more irony, and Kaufmann would want less predictability.

Spoiler alert: Here are the top five targets:

  1. Mount Rushmore
  2. Our “defensive” stockpile of nuclear weapons
  3. Mara-a-Lago
  4. Harmlessly into the middle of the ocean… creating continent-swallowing tsunamis
  5. The world’s stockpile of toilet paper

Who am I?

All of the news that contradicts my views is fake

All of the rumors that support my views are real

Who am I?

If you guessed someone other than me & you

You’re wrong


  • ”Song” is 2, in Thai

Here’s a flower to click, if you’re into that sort of thing:


How the GOP Nearly Became the Anti-Racist Party

August 26, 2020

There was a moment in time (not too long ago in my life) when the political party of off-the-cuff intolerance, misogyny, homophobia, White supremacy, unbridled capitalism and perpetual lowering of taxes for the wealthy seemed verged to become the party of just unbridled capitalism and perpetual lowering of taxes for the wealthy, with a smattering of homophobia and misogyny.

The year was 2002. Trent Lott, the powerful Republican senate majority leader, had praised fellow sitting Mississippi Republican senator Strom Thurmond at Thurmond’s 100th birthday party. Thurmond had won Mississippi in his 1948 run for president as a segregationist. Lott’s exact words were, “We’re proud of it. And if the rest of the country had followed our lead, we wouldn’t have had all these problems over all these years either.”

Lott had actually said pretty much the same thing in 1980, but back then he experienced no pushback. In 2002, things were different. In 2002, President Bush, a fellow Republican, condemned the remarks. Trott went on a TV apology tour, most notably to BET. Nobody was publicly supporting Lott. He was forced to step down from his position as Majority Leader. He resigned from the Senate in 2007.

And I was like, “Oh my God. What if the Republican Party is going to become a fiscally conservative party that doesn’t tolerate, let alone promote, racism?” Of course, that didn’t happen and instead we have President Stephen Miller, er, Trump. Now, if anyone criticized a politician for racism, Fox News would call it “cancel culture.” But for a brief moment, it seemed like a distinct possibility, which would have shifted the political landscape of the nation dramatically.

The fact that the Republican Party came to embrace racism to begin with was a fluke of history that didn’t have to be. The Party only solidified its identity as the protector of White men afraid of losing power in Nixon’s 1960 presidential run against Kennedy. Martin Luther King Jr.’s father appreciated that Kennedy had called Coretta Scott King to express his sympathy while her husband, MLK Jr., was jailed in Georgia. The influential pastor, King Sr., switched his party allegiance from Republican to Democratic and supported Kennedy. Nixon’s Republican Party chose the other route. It embraced the Southern Strategy, courting segregationists and positioning itself in opposition to the Civil Rights Movement. After that followed decades of entrenchment, with the Republicans ceding the politics of human rights to the Democrats and, eventually, in 2016, giving up on any effort to court voters who were other than White.

The Lott affair did not occur in a vacuum. The country was poised at a possible inflection point on race. I remember several politicians having to apologize around that time for casual racist statements. This was in the wake of the intense tide of racism and state terror against Muslims and people from the Middle East after 9/11. Issues of bigotry and stereotyping were heightened in public discourse. 

The Republican Party did not choose a path which would have benefitted them as the country’s demographics continued to challenge White dominance. Instead, they clutched their pearls in their comfort zone, and doomed us all to a party who’s only chance of maintaining control is through gerrymandering and other blatant efforts to disenfranchise growing numbers of people. 

But for a minute, just a minute, the portal to an alternate universe was opened.


Neo-Wordism, Neo-Poetry and What Not to Do

August 13, 2020

Daisybrain is where the world shops for new words and better definitions of existing words. Welcome.

Propose: What a professional model does

“Massage therapist” is too long. From now on, someone who massages is a Massagynist

Friendsy- A friend who’s always in a frenzy

Trainsport – to transport by train

Chocolate mouse: a small chocolate mousse

To simplify things, mittens are now called “hand socks.”

If you must ache, you can try a mustache. if not, try a mustnotache.

I would expect a pilot to be planespoken.

To simplify things, socks are now called “foot mittens.”

Underwhere: Lost underwear

Taciturd: a quiet poop

Lookout! Its the Po-Poems!

Happiness and Love

In between death and destruction are happiness and love

I celebrate today I celebrate this day

Looping

We have been looping through the last three months

Over and over and over

Memories from before then were implanted

False history

We are lab rats running the same course over & over

Results indicate that we never stop making the same mistakes

I guess we are pre-programmed to fail 

Stop Doing the Following:

Saying “the new normal.”

Liking and retweeting anything that celebrities post, especially if it’s “My dog is getting petted,” or “I sometimes eat ice cream.” If you truly love your celebrity, stop encouraging them! Their egos will explode! “I see a cloud” does not need 4,000 retweets in an hour.

Hitting like on a selfie, ever, even to pretend that you think someone is good looking.

Telling some beautiful person who post a sexy picture that they are beautiful. It is not revelatory information to them, and it will not compel them to have sex with you.

Starting a broadcast with, “In these uncertain times….”

And don’t ever, ever start a video with, “Hey guys!”


More word fun here:

 

 

 


The Prettiest Poems Ever Penned on the Planet+ The World’s Wisest Words of Wisdom

July 24, 2020

I broke on the rocks

When your talons

Gouged out my eyes

I held fast to your tail

As you soared up high over the rocks

With one flick you released me

I broke into seven pieces on the rocks

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