keskiviikko 27. heinäkuuta 2011

The New Face of Terror

Nationalism & the face of terrorism. I believe these two will be the main victims of this rant. But I could also be wrong, for it is yet to become written. But to begin with something, I want you to know that these two are the reasons I started writing these first few sentences. Now let's see where this will lead.

Nationalism is an ideal, who to most of it's devotees displays as the ultimate source of common well-being and wealth. The point in the beginning was the intention to gather all people with the same cultural and genetic identity to a same place, to a same state, and have one state for each nation. Because there would be no differing cultures and views that would alter the state. I believe we all still agree on this? Every nation would have their own state, and they could carry their own crosses in their own ways and cherish thier own cultural heritage in peace. This however is made totally impossible by the simple fact that our states and their nations too, are totally artificial. To draw any sort of lines in sand and to tell others to fuck off is something I've never been able to completely understand.

To reach to the core of this, there should have been some ancient states ruled by one race, and the point would be the maintaining and preservation of this system. But as far as I've read my history books (from cover to cover in most occasions) there has never been such race-state-systems to begin with. There has been conquerors and slaves, all kinds of shitfaces living under same flags more or less in peace. They have had to get along, if for no other reason, then at least for the trade. Yes, our ideal of capitalism is based on the thought that not a single state can provide everything for their people, because of their natural location or weather or because the Great Shaman told us this year is not good for the mushrooms. We have had to trade with other states and other races and nationalities, and it has always been the initial part of how we've adapted to our surroundings or how the new innovations have spread. I hope some of you stupid brick faced dickheads can dig this, I tried to find a somewhat capitalist/right-wing point to understand why we can't shut our borders completely and "mind our own business".

Since the beginning of any state there has always been some other minorities living in them too. Another proof of how artificial our "states" really are in practice. There are people who see everything in 2D. These are the people who naturally think nationalism is cool, because they can not see the relations between the state borders and states themselves. Through wars and different incidents in the past, there may have been times any country may have lost some areas. There has also been eras of imperialism and exploitation, all for the sake of sweet, sweet greed. Have the people in somewhere in India felt anymore British or French after they came to fight against each other on their land, and then saw the British overcome and tell them "you're part of us now, so act like honorable human beings should, you dirty ol' heathen bastards!". I'm not suffering guilt from white man's burden to oppress and demolish. They sure as fuck where not my mistakes. I raised this as an example of a nationalist puzzle of philosophical nature. Those people of course were Indian more than they were British or French. Then Pakistan separated themselves from India, they should be the ideal state of nationalism. Of course there's Israel ( I can hear your neo-nazi "NOOOOOOOO!"'s all the way here) that was established for the jews, but there's this little group called Palestinians, who'd disagree on where it was established. I think the both participants of this war have completely forgotten to live what they preach about forgiveness and peace. It's a sad, sad situation. But not my cross to bear.

I have this idea of nations and people: We are all individuals, we're all mixed up in the whirlpool of time and random incidents, and we have our own cultural heritage to share and cherish. Everyone should be able to express their own, although there should be no need to convert anyone in to your own believes, for wha the fuck is it worth anyway? We are different, and we can learn something useful if we keep our minds open and exchange our experiences with others. Those who are afraid of the cultural identities being dimmed or faded, are just afraid of their own mortality and how small they are as single individuals. They are afraid and confused, and easily converted as tools for someone else who may have serious intentions to harm other people. But this, too, is merely the matter of random actions and their consequenses. My home is where my heart is. And in my heart, I carry my identity, my life and it's experiences. It's own stories to share. And they will not tarnish in time, or vanish in thin air if I move in to another country. It's the small piece of Finland I carry with me. It's all the fucking same where the lines are drawn, the identity lives in the people, and without it's people the country is nothing. It has nothing to do with skin colors or races or all that other shit you claim to fight against. It is only inside your own head.

But these are things that stir up constant controversies among people, and especially internet. The mass murder in Norway was work of a conservatist christian-extremist. When his stats where still unknown, I saw our Finnish messageboards full of all this self-rightous bullshit against muslims and multi-culturalism, especially islam. When they told it was norwegian and blond haired male, they instantly believed it was someone who had been converted to islam and decided to go Jihad all over the world. Then, as it turned out the shooter was one of thier own, they instantly went to find a maching martyr's crown. Surely as it is our enemies, we are willing to blame everyone, but when it turns out to be too similar with us, it does not matter what he stood for. He's a single maniac who flipped in the pressure of society and does not speak for the public opinion of his group. Although our mouths have been grinding exactly same shit for quite a while.

The shooter had written 1500 pages of diary and blog entries, probably pretty alike with mine, but from a completely different angle. His angle was childish and naive hate towards today's "civilization" and society. I can't say I'd love them either, but I'm too smart to fall in the hands of blind hate. That is the road to absolute and hopeless demise, which I want to avoid, because I saw from my father where that road will eventually take everyone who wishes to go along with it's flow. I have not read this man's manifest yet, but I've already heard it mostly consists of all sorts of quotes and stolen ideas, so probably it's as solid and waterproof as his personality seems to be. He's a collector. He wanted to become immortal. And the only way you become immortal is either through the path of a martyr (Kurt Cobain, Jesus Christ, you know how it goes.) or through the blood shed of innocent blood. He knew with his ideals and stupid thoughts of destroying something he could never become a martyr, so he had to destroy something instead. I've often thought about why these shooters kill themselves after the shootings, becouse without a commentary most of their motives will always stay out of our reach. This one's the first dick not to put a bullet in his head. And he tries to achieve a point, where he can spend the rest of his days in jail, give interviews to hungry media and spread out his views. This is what he wanted. The act, I believe, was merely a tool to achieve this point. Because you can bet your both eyes there'll be millions of ears listening to him now. The fastest way would be to just silence him, without a trial, not to mention a single word about him. This internet fixated generation would forget him in three years.

No matter how sad and excruciating this sort of mass murder may be, I think the word "terrorism" is what follows this sort of bloodbath. The act itself would have been just a simple "mass shooting of children and a bombing in Oslo" in the nineties. But now, since Americans have made sure we all know we're in war with terrorism, it was labeled as an act of terrorist sort. That is utterly an issue of semantics, and I believe we could go on and on about arguing what the words mean. Forget the words. They are nothing if they have no one to read, write or speak them. They are merely small fragments and shards of consciousness we give to other people who may judge us poorly by simply coloring the words with their own intentions and agendas. What I meant when I said terrorism is what follows the bloodbath was the way media follows the situation second by second, draws it to our minds with sharp knives and cruel details, before they are even proven to be true. Then begins the overflood of scaring people, through all media. There was a story on the news how metro station in Oslo was shut down becouse someone carried a suspicious bag around. And that is exactly what I mean. Everyones constantly on the edge, filled with unnecessary terror, too afraid of their own neighboughs to live their lives. And media plays a big part in all this.

This is what bothers me with the internet. It's so fast, and full of shit you'll never find the truth. I'm not claiming I'd had any parts of some actual truth, and I do have my personal intentions towards this blog, but I try to be honest. I'm not on the right, I'm not on the left, and I'm not in between. I'm an outsider to all this. I feel disconnected anywhere I go (when you're a meat eating non-drinking anarchist who rather plays guitar than fucks around, you're lone wolf anywhere.), so I may as well observe people and their behavior, make notes and try to forge them into something somebody might be able to use someday. I don't want mankind to stay still, so I write down even the simpliest liner notes I come up with, so someone else can continue from where I some day may have to stop. This of course written in hope of the next generation being smarter than we ever will be.

tiistai 5. heinäkuuta 2011

Portugal & Drugs & Money

Portugal has successed. In decreasing the amount of drug addicts by decriminalizing all drugs. I'm not surprised it worked. The biggest problems drug addicts face and the one they carry on complaining about is the illegality of drugs. It is the single main problem, becouse it affects everything. First of all you have to do more illegal things to get your hands in to drugs. This is why we have all the fucking crackhead hood rats breaking into cars and stealing stereos to get their fix, this is why we have these otherwise bright kids, who have been dropped out from society, for the social stigma they have for getting caught with cannabis. Here it is a huge fucking deal to some people. Older folks especially, and unlucky as we are, those older people usually decide who gets the job. And usually it is not me or you. It's even more funny and ironic to know that later on this old human wreckage will get shitfaced with booze and beat his wife or at least have a loud argument that will scar his kids for life. Not of course everyone, but we all know sometimes you need to go with a broad brush to really paint the picture. Van Gogh knows. He'd understand...

Anyway, in this two-faced seemingly democratic shithole we call Finland, we have had a debate whether to help Portugal in pain or not. We decided to help. I think it is great, I just think the reason and the methods are wrong. Of course we should help anyone who needs it. I think Portugal has a great history and culture until it came to colonialism and other stupid shit like that (I raise my finger ans give you a "bad boy! BAD!"). But it has it's own language and culture and their mix ups in Brazil are to me something beautiful. I understand that the grass seems greener on the other side, and I know Finland has one of the most interesting histories in the world, although it lacks all heroisms and legends and all the glory besides Kalevala, and that was artificial recollection of old wives tales and poetry. But lately I have raised my brows in sheer astonishment, as some people I've considered somewhat intelligent have turned against their own stands and started ranting against the dangers of multi cultural society, and not letting refugees in. I don't want to repeat myself on this, read older posts. I tried to find the speech I watched earlier on Youtube, I can't remember who it was, but he said some clever things about European Union. It's main content was, that if you try to force people to unite, take away their freedom, take away their identity, wht do you think they have left, besides violence and nationalism? It was great.

Basically the eagerness of help is not becouse the European Union would actually want to help the ones in need. It must save it's grip of the people, maintain it's grip from the dream it has. To form another union of states, to gurantee that the once in need will stay in need, and the once who lead can come and go up and down your rectum whatever way they happen to feel like. That is why they are so fucking eager to save the countries in funding crisis. They have their own cow neck deep in the pit of mud, they try to pull it out and start biting each other's hands and fighting over minor things, to eventually fuck up on a major scale. That is ridiculous and transparent. Obvious. And it makes me so mad. They dress their own intentions into something else, to get it through the untrained eye, to pull another rabbit from the hat and have the crowd cheering for the magic trick seen. This happens everyday, right before our eyes, and the ones who know the tricks, are too separate to become anything bigger than a small hippie movement.

Right, those drugs. I believe to some extent this could be brought to any society, it would have a peak at first, but all the stupid addicts would probably die in that wave anyway, so either way we'd win! Then, eventually, when drugs are not the apple in our Eden of Eternal Work, they lose their glory and they become less dangerous for both, society and the addict. Becouse in our current situation, we have the common Joe, who lives his life without the danger of slipping into the Underworld, then we have the poor people, who see the Underworld everyday, but for some reason live in some sort of purgatory in between. They have the possibility of becoming either common Joes or becoming the despised "deadbeats", although the last group is artificial and would without a doubt involve me too. In spite of not doing drugs or abusing my mind, I most definately belong to this lowest caste, for I have no interest of becoming anything more than I already am. A deadbeat.

Magruderground

We just played some kick ass shows with Magrudergrind, who have done this way longer than we have, are way better in this than we are, and maybe the most important of all, have arisen way more controversy than many grindcore bands ever will. One of the reasons some declare their music shit and their cause hypocrite is the fact that SCION (here better known for Toyota's) have published their recordings, and they played at SCION fest, which brought them some publicity. Well, I looked up to it, and Neurosis was there too, so anyone who wants to say a bad word about Neurosis, step right up and I'll go Voodoo on your ass!

Well, to be serious for a second, I was confused by this too. I was sure, they might have some Scion-shirted agent walking around, saying things like "we drive you home safely!", or "did you know that in all the lethal car crashes last year not a single Toyota was involved? what a coincidence!". Well guess what? They had not. It was just three honest, hard grinding fellas from the other side of the planet, to whom we all (Feastems and us at least) felt connected to. It's easy to sit by your interwebs, to read shit someone has posted and form your opinion on that assumption of how things may be. I did not ask a single question about this, becouse I did not care. We had a great time, we played two good shows with them and whatever reason they have for their SCION connections might not be as simple and black and white as the loud minority here in the internet scene seems to be. They have good connections, becouse they have done a shitload of gigs. You can hear and see it instantly, when they strike the first notes of the first song. They know what they are doing. They have done it many times.

The band itself looked and sounded like I've always thought we'd look and sound like if we'd know what we are doing. It was pure energy, tense and ready to explode. Chris behind the drums looks like Charlie Manson on PCP, he seemed to hate every single hit he gave to his cymbals, his drumming was wild and inspiring. It was so fucking cool. The whole band gave me chills down my spine, and we were lucky to witness two completely different shows. The first one in Helsinki was great in all it's punkyness, the crowd was wild and even fell on the drumset once, the show in Tampere was "more professional" for it was sunday and people were sleepy and just wanted to see the bands and leave. And on the second show we could really focus in to the band itself, and I saw everyone just grinning to themselves, this is what grind is about. It should be called grincore. I'm sure Harris just misspelled it the first time, and people took it and now we have grindcore. So practically Mick Harris is like Jesus Christ. Or something.

We had a great weekend all together although I lost some money, but no biggie, special thanks for Gaf for helping with the backline and great crust jokes that seemed to hit their targets. Thanks for Tinner for the owerwhelming D-beat action, thanks for Psykis for the mixing help and special thanks for Feastem, for being such an great and intense band every fucking time. Well, not obviously fucking time, but every time we gather to fuck up under the same roof.