Letter from Santa Clara
Give It Up, Hanoi-Jane
I’ve been coolly (if
decreasingly calmly) watching the most recent earnest attempts of Jane
Fonda to mainstream herself as an older, wiser, selectively repentant
friend of a national victim of the past glorious century of the
American Empire, which Mark Twain named when he saw it imposed on the
Philippines in his day.
If you believe what the supermarket 'bloids say, sincere
what Jane thinks is required of her as a recently born-again Christian
because some naive spiritual advisor has told her she must do this; or
still seems possible to do for her as she's now earnestly embracing
possible" as a later-life strategy as a spiritual form of what was
called "possibility" or "positive" thinking.
I have only this
piece of long-ago learned wisdom to offer Jane as someone a bit
younger than she is (she was born 21 DEC 1937; she's now 67; I was
born 21 MAY 1942, I’ll soon turn 63). Jane, given the chance then, I
would have gladly done what you did, myself, much as still furiously
neo-hated John Kerry did (he was born 11 DEC 1943, he's now 62). So my
long-considered advice is: “Give it up, Hanoi-Jane.” Once
they’d branded you “Hanoi-Jane,” they'd filled their
perennially inflamed brains with what they'd actually wanted: a
neo-flaming icon of an Axis Sally, a Tokyo Rose designed for the Cold
War's Vietnam subEra — a Red Queen of Spades.
Comrade Jane (as
they always snarkily say), you'd better finally realize that they’ll
forever piss hotly on your name, face, grave, memory, howling like the
perennially imperial wolves they are whenever they do it because
that’s what they were & are: imperialists & wolves, always running
towards the next available imperial war, full of piss & vinegar until
they burst when they feel the opportunistic urge to impose their
quaintly inadmissible world-empire on another increasingly easily
convertible national asset. Their century-long list of lesser victims
is obvious & will be continuous. Just ask any neo-con whose brain is
hub-bubbling at a neo-con think-tank planning neo-wars to name the
next easy victim as it's being made to appear to be inevitable,
the actual problem, of course, not you, Jane.
They never change their core motives, just their (temporarily)
re-formulated-strategies. While you aspire to move in a steadily
ascending line towards what you hope is something like an attainably
honorable heaven, they move in a pseudo-erratically descending line to
what they know full well is a perennially manufacturable terrestrial
hell: eternal war. War waged with & over fuels fulfills their eternal
dreams of incendiary glory.
As long as there's
still any oil-hiding sand left, they’ll draw a line in it with their
perennially flaming imperial swords, since they're the sole official
manufacturer's-representatives of American-branded swords, made
wherever labor is cheapest, of course, increasingly in mainland/PRC
China which somehow has not yet been attacked, no doubt because it’s
quasi-conveniently economically capitalist while still being
quasi-intolerably politically Communist.
Or are we somehow
missing something there? Are the usually well-exercised imperial
running wolves being strategically silenced from barking & running
around about it? Is the PRC now as AOK w/them as it is with WalMart?
Have they become breathless, aging neo-cowards, or just the
pensioned-off junkyard-dogs of crafty international neo-capitalists?
(Go ask them.)