Military Interventions & Orgone Energy!!

Picking up the newspaper today (always a mistake for someone so deeply disenchanted with the world and its long, long litany of  Tragedies & Farces as myself) I  read that Top Tory Toff, David Cameron,  is rattling his little, self-important sabre and talking big about once more letting slip those ever-slobbering Dogs of War as war with Syria looms. Pausing only for the briefest of seconds to ponder the Cameron sabre and wonder if in any fucked up sexual sublimation deal this is standing in for his little bitty member for Witney who gets to play once, maybe twice a year!!! Yiv gotta wonder after all if Wilhemn Reich, Orgone & Orgasm Obsessed Kooky Kat that he was, was hitting nails firmly on the sweet spot when he posited that Society´s and the Individuals Dysfunctions were both rooted in Sexual Dysfunction........mmmm, well, let us ponder......

Interesting to note then, by way of  Reich and his Theories of Sexual Dysfunction, that according to studies by the U.S Department of Veteran Affairs, over 70% of military women are raped whilst serving and 90% report being sexually harassed!! Maybeez this madman Reich was onto something..........ponder on, ponderers!

But back to Military Intervention in Syria. Now, it may or may not weigh sixteen hundred tons, as Joe Strummer once declaimed in "White Man in Hammersmith Palais", but, Goddam, everyone must know what a fine, upstanding body the British Army is ; comprised as it is of individuals whose ethical & moral standards are unquestionably of the highest calibre!! Lemme tell ya people, Rectitude & Probity are understatements!!   No wonder then, that it´s time to oil all them mechanical linkages in their arsenal of war machines and lace on the desert boots, as these Saints & Angels prepare for the possibility of  once again rolling amidst a huge dust cloud into the Middle East in their God-Given Role of  Judge & Jury to anyone out there who we´ve decided isn´t very nice and needs a damn good sorting out!!......n here´s me thinking they were just a bunch of thick, working class knuckleheads who couldn´t think of a better way of getting outta dreary hometowns than volunteering to be the unthinking, ersatz bully boys for nice, civilised, bourgeois politicians who´s howling hypocrisies mean they could never actually stomp on anybody´s head themselves!!

So, nasty Mr. Assad has to be sorted out, right?  I mean, he´s used chemical weapons! The bounder! Everyone knows that the proper way to kill people is to blow a hole in their chest from a mile and a half away with an assault rifle! Light Them Up, Boys!! Even better, interject some serious alienation and disassociation into the deal and get some nerd raised on computer games to sit in an ¨´Operations Room´ a thousand miles from where the shit´s actually gonna hit the fan and get him to engage in some ´precision bombing´and drop some serious fuckin ordnance from a drone sitting five miles up in the sky! That´s the right way to do it, isn´t it??!!....and legal too!!

The s t O N e D H o l Y B l o g g E r maybe just a penniless, put upon Punk Rock Dog but don´t you agree with him that the phoney morality of all this might be kinda funny if it weren´t for the fact that it´s simply fuckin sickening!!

But who can doubt that we need to steam in tae Syria n kick some Arab butt.....after all, here's one we done earlier - the  marvellous job perpetrated on Iraq! Once a poor, benighted people under the boot of that most disagreeable, moustachioed blackguard, Saddam Hussein, Iraq now enjoys the benefits of Democracy ; imposed, be it as it may, at the end of rather a lot of smoking barrels!! But yes, thanks to our onslaught of military hardware its peoples now enjoy a level of civil polity and highly cultured living that serves as a shining beacon to all the regimes which skirt its borders!! It´s amazing the change a million tons of high explosive can bring about, aint it??!! Yes, it´s true, there was a little itsy-bitsy bit of ´collateral damage´ but getting rid of Hussein was worth over a million dead, was it not?! Not too sure if the answer would be the same if you asked over 5 Million Iraqi Orphans!!!

Time to Fight War Not Wars & Take the Toys From the Boys, methinks!


The last words can go to Mr. Wilhelm Reich.....maybeez he wiznae sae kooky after all!!

"Only the Liberation of the Natural Capacity for LOVE in Human Beings Can Master their Sadistic Destructiveness!" 

"The Fact that Political Ideologies are Tangible Realities  is NOT a Proof of their Vitally Necessary Character. The Bubonic Plague was an Extraordinarily Powerful Social Reality but No One  Would Have Regarded it as Vitally Necessary!"


Well, friends, it´s gettin late. The Sleep of the Just awaits. Who can doubt it?! I wonder if that cock Cameron´s slumbers are as untroubled as mine.....maybe he should ask Tony if being a war criminal disturbs yir sleep pattern!!!

England, My England!

They've blown the goddam hill apart! I mean the whole fukn hill, literally ripped open!! And through the huge gaping wound stream cars as the M40 rips into Oxfordshire just north of Stokenchurch. The StonedHolyDreamWagon is but one small moving part of the huge journeying floodtide. Maybeez seein' that hill cleaved open and looking at distant chequerboard hedgerows laid upon England's Green Counterpane unfurled in splendour before you, you could bemoan environmental damages wrought for and by the automobile......but right now ahm thinking it's no use Living in a Bubble n no use Singing the Bedroom Blues ; So with Pistons Pumping and Hot Rubber Wheels turning atop smooth tarmacadam I rush headlong into the Heart of England, where apples swell on heavy boughs and cows distil the brimming pastures.

The huge furnace glow of the sun burns orange behind lavender clouds as day´s end draws near.  I push down on the throttle a little harder and speed onwards to the rumbling spires of Oxford, leavin´the motorway behind me, particulates blazin´......and soon I am plunged into the Heaving Bosom of Merry Old England.!!

Except, I´ll wager, not so merry these days as Osbourne´s Phoney Austerity bites!......but instead of filling the streets and lobbing some bricks the Freeborn Englishman repairs to the pub and downs a pint of bitter whilst grumbling to his neighbour. Except he doesn´t ! He can´t afford it! So instead he stocks up on cheap booze down the supermarket and gets hammered in the privacy of his own home..... and hasn´t uttered a word to his neighbour in the five years they´ve lived next door to each other!

Oh, but at least an Englishman´s home is his Castle. Except it isn´t, is it?!  Five million people waiting for a council house that ain´t being built means our Freeborn Englishman is currently residing in a bedsit  (which incidentally, if it were still a council house like it used to be, would be illegal to let in the condition it is in!) and needs to claim housing benefit to pay the ridiculously inflated rent! Meanwhile Chancellor Goebbels Osborne promises free handouts of taxpayers money with the hare-brained exercise in crass ideology that is ´Help to Buy´ to fix the problem!!!

Ok, things might not be peachy but John Bull can still enjoy a game of cricket on the village green surely! O but he can´t! The village doesn´t have a cricket team anymore now that most of the houses in it are 2nd homes or holiday homes......and now that the village is empty the school, the pub and the post office have all shut up shop and the only place open is the Indian takeaway!!

In Ye Olden Days, Robin Hood may have stole from the rich to give to the poor but that ain´t happening now as the gulf between the haves & the have nots widens irrevocably and society tears along the non-existent middle!! Does our Little Englander blame the people responsible - the free market zealots whose motto ´Greed is Good´ and whose vile self-interest and money-grabbing corruptions resulted in state intervention to the tune of  500 billion pounds? No!! He blames an imagined invasion of immigrants and asylum seekers...... and maybe over 600,000 Public sector Employees losing their job will sort that pesky deficit problem out!....or maybe it´s because of thick, ill-informed working class oinks like him that  ´The Sun´ (owned by multimillionaire Aussie, Rupert Murdoch!) and ´The Daily Mail´ (owned by  Mr. Cameron´s good friend and repugnant Tory arse-licker, Harold Jonathan Esmond Vere Harmsworth, 4th Viscount Rothermere) are the nation´s biggest selling newspapers !!

The Stoned Holy Dream Wagon phutters to a halt in the shadow of Cleeve Hill, highest point in the Cotswolds, and still somewhat dreamy from my Bucolic Reveries, I breath the Goodly and Pastoral Airs : William Blake, Stoned & Holy Mystical Dreamer that he was, may well have dreamed of building a new Jerusalem in England´s Green & Pleasant Land but the SToNeDHolyBLoggeR thinks Fat Chance!!

Ah England, My England!