mayday, m'aider

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mayday, m'aider
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for me, the first of may is two things: a day to celebrate spring, and a day to celebrate international worker's day.

americans tend to honor the working people on a september day off, and not on the anniversary of the haymarket massacre in chicago, the historic rally for the 8-hour workday. how clever, to remove it from its original context and meaning.

people with sleek lives and cool apps tend to tell me that celebrating workers' rights is antiquated. yet... who works 8 hours now? if we're lucky to work at all, we accept any terms, and enthusiastically blaze our trail to certain burnout.

still, from tahir square, to athens, to wisconsin, increasing numbers gather courage for the renewed struggle against corporate greed, as humanity metamorphoses to a curiouser existence.

it's a good day to celebrate spring, and it's a good day to read chris hedges' the corporate state wins again, which begins,

'when did our democracy die? when did it irrevocably transform itself into a lifeless farce and absurd political theater? when did the press, labor, universities and the democratic party—which once made piecemeal and incremental reform possible—wither and atrophy? when did reform through electoral politics become a form of magical thinking? when did the dead hand of the corporate state become unassailable?'

finishes with

'the game is over. we lost. the corporate state will continue its inexorable advance until two-thirds of the nation is locked into a desperate, permanent underclass. most americans will struggle to make a living while the blankfeins and our political elites wallow in the decadence and greed of the forbidden city and versailles. these elites do not have a vision. they know only one word—more.

they will continue to exploit the nation, the global economy and the ecosystem. and they will use their money to hide in gated compounds when it all implodes. do not expect them to take care of us when it starts to unravel. we will have to take care of ourselves. we will have to create small, monastic communities where we can sustain and feed ourselves. it will be up to us to keep alive the intellectual, moral and culture values the corporate state has attempted to snuff out. it is either that or become drones and serfs in a global, corporate dystopia. it is not much of a choice. but at least we still have one.'


with a great deal in between.

for this image, i used two textures:
paint by numbers by dog ma
texture 129 ttv by nasos3
thanks to both for their lovely work.
©2011 helen sotiriadis

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