re [Newspoetry] W DO VOODOO DOODOO: VooDoo Politics

[Donald L Emerick]

VooDoo Politics: What yous do so well?

MHW has said it right, in theme,
but may, topically, delimit scope
to an edifice of an economic aegis.
The W problem of Bush madness,
of barbarisms and barbarianisms,
is so universal and general a malady
that its malaise appears everywhere.

Not since King George's madness,
well chronicled in film not so long ago,
or the luciferian madness of Marat,
also well crocodiled in chronicles,
or the madness of Stalin or Hitler,
or Idi Amin, to name a lesser light,
or the blatant butchery of Mussolini,
in entering Abyssinnia, forcibly,
enforcing an Italian regime change,
when the League of Nations froze,
unable to compel a member state
to forego the ways of aggressive war,
by unilateral pre-emptive militarisms,
designed for Italian national interests,
in the need to provide noble Romans
with prisoners to drag behind chariots,
to enhance the prestige of its regime.

Long before Hitler challenged the world,
Mussolini proved the League was a farce,
for it had no force to stop an evil war,
undertaken at the sole Italian discretion,
for domestic reasons of foreign policy,
the grandeur of the gods of fascism.

To me, economy, is just like politics,
but trivialized, to questions of money,
which is never a more objective thing,
despite the universal cultural mythos
that money is completely objective,
invoking allied myths of the evil axis,
that plain figures do not plainly lie,
as much as, more so than statistics.

Both are only symptoms of mind,
indicative of all latent psychologies
that manifest selves incompletely,
and always inconsistently, at that:
psychology is a science of winds,
in the classical sense of winds,
where the winds were indicative
of unseen forces and pressures.

The Greeks spoke of this VooDoo.
They called it, perhaps, "Hubris" --
as a belief of mortals in immortality,
in the idea that no laws govern the self
but only rule over the lesser others,
because gods make their own laws,
make their own times, by god's rules.

Such is the resilient nature of nature
that fools mistake a winning streak,
which every fool must have had,
to end up at the top of anything,
with delusional ideas of Providence,
as if God's fortune had been bestowed,
when it was actually only statistical,
a cumulative effect of the process.

The NCAA tournament guarantees,
for instance, it claims, by pyramids,
by its inverted Pascalian triangles,
that some team will end up on top,
that it will, in principle, be the best
as it, in theory, has beaten all others.

The statistical fact is quite otherwise:
there would never be any certainty,
but only some kinds of likelihood
that one team would beat another,
in a given contest in a sporting way.

Inferring dominance hierarchies
from weak and inadequate data
is useful only to the academic,
as starting point for demonstrating
that reality is naturally too complex
to be modeled by any simple models.

But, a fool sees the simple model
and seizes upon it, seizes others
in fits and seizures of madness,
that some call visionary, inspired;
others call it delusional hyperbole.
The delusion of Hubris happens
when bull-headedness persists,
in long runs, in striking out upon
grinding rocks of grund-reality.

Sandbars are not seen far out to sea,
in deep oceans, but in the shallows,
as ships come round the far point,
as ships near harbor, rest and ease.

The general thing here in motion
is the rare dynamics of turbulence,
which does not noticeably appear
in the easy cases of slow motion,
running through normal routines,
in well established channels,
at well regulated intervals, paces
as calculable as flows of cows,
as milk flowing in galactic rivers.

Hubris happens as turbulence,
when the simple past, as model,
begins to fail, to depart from reality
no longer aiding an engaging with it.
Delusion is the wrongful social belief
that a model still applies, forever now;
but realism is a rejection of simplicity,
of simple-minded winning calculations
by those intending to dominate others.
What intrigues psychos is politicality.

War intrigues psycho-politicians
because they cognize eu-force
like money in the dis-economy,
as the thing that ties together
all other things into one thing,
a thing subordinated to a rule:
and violence is the turbulence
flowing from this simple model,
when it is projected too far,
beyond any credible basis,
beyond the level of legitimacy,
hyperbolically, hypnotically,
hydraulically, logically, hubris.

Sympathetic magic models,
voodoo is what becomes you
when yous do so well as that

Thanks for listening,
Donald L Emerick
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