Feeding the Ruling American Mind Chicken Manure.

The late Pete Seeger sang about the painful observation: that his fellow Americans kept on sending their young - usually drawn from the labouring classes - overseas to go fight the ruling class’s savage wars of choice.

Inevitably, thousands return home in body bags. Or if they are still alive, with no limbs nor healthy minds.

Equally importantly, Seeger repeated a Hagelian phenomenon: you don’t learn nothing from history.

This is especially true of the Americans in power. I mean the guys in the White House and in Congress who have shown extraordinary incapacity to learn from the United State’s history of imperialist wars abroad. For it is not their sons or daughters who get slaughtered or commit war crimes abroad.

Quite the contrary, immoral imbeciles like Huckabee, Lindsey Graham, Steve Witkoff or Jared Kushner might benefit from insider trading, rooted in war-making.

You don’t need to go back too far - like 1790’s.

Just the post-World War II history of the United States and its declared and undeclared wars and covert operations suffice.

The Americans won countless battles, to be sure. They have even achived stunning tactical or operational successes. Enter the Delta Force kidnapping of Venezuala President Maduro and his wife, with the insider collaboration several months ago.

Source: the New York Times, 13 March, the American war-mongerers’ and genocidaires’ mouthpiece here.

But every single war the Americans waged is a calamity, both for the targetted population and the country of criminal war-planners (or Class A, Nuremberg-worthy war-mongers).

Too many names to name. Too many wars the Americans have waged. Too many lost since the Korean War in the 1950’s. Too many war crimes the US Armed Forces committed on all continents.

To understand why this incapacity to learn from one’s spectacular and minutely recorded past mistakes, I have exhausted every intellectual, philosophical, spiritual, religious and social scientific frameworks.

You see I grew with a father who loved pets and animals. My first friends as a toddler were chickens. My dad had a good business raising hens and selling eggs wholesales for a number of years.

All of a sudden, it dawned on me that Trumpian advisers are very similar to my old friends, who are no more today. That was 60-years ago. Chickens are far more fortunmate as a species. Their lifespan is a lot shorter than us humans, that is, they don’t suffer as much.

Wait! Actually, Little Pete, Little Marco, Little Karoline, Little Suzie, Little Pam do not even have comparable brains as functional or developed as my mates - chickens.

They strike me as pre-nation-state Neanderthals, having absolutely no concerns beyond their self-interests. Never mind the country or its future or its presence.

These creatures that serve the Orange Man feast on chicken manure. For no sane, intelligent and patriotic person will dig deeper and bigger grave for their decaying society, democracy and economy.

But the Orange Man himself isn’t exactly the Decider.

At least, George W. was able to claim that title. For he was a born-again, with a decent educated librarian wife, who obviously kept Bush Jr. away from the likes of Mossad’s Peado-Black Mail ring known as Epstein Islands.

Maybe Little Pete’s boss, President Trump, himself might wish to try chicken manure next time the White House hosts a fancy gold-plated dinner, which the Matriach Susie Wiles could arrange. She too should try the chicken manure.