Global Exchange’s World Social Forum Unreality (Tour de force)

Whadda sales bitch!

$1350.00? That’s a lotta moolah in bolívars on Venezuela’s

boulevards. FYI, I can do much better than the highly-touted Global

Exchange is doing, if anyone’s interested in attending the upcoming

World Social Forum in South America. Like…how do you like half-price?

See their offerings at http://www.globalexchange.org/tours/722.html,

and then see me.

Other options include a month in Commandante

Chavez’s lair for the same price that they’re charging for their

ten-day GE “Reality Tour,” January 23rd-February 4th, including

involvement in the WSF.

What’s going on here?

The time is long past due when so-called activists should be turning

blue in the face over such shenanigans. It’s not good enough for people

to be well-intentioned. What I’m addressing here as zero to do with the

positives in GE’s profile, the efforts/accomplishments in their past.

Business is business. And business must not continue as usual, as it

presently exists in place on either side of the aisle. Or I’ll go out

of my mind, and the heat emanating from my burst cerebrum will melt

Greenland…ahead of schedule. And speaking of Green in this

dark light, why don’t you check out who’s making how much money from

those Green Festivals that festoon the Alternative Horizon?

On the streets of my Newark, New Jersey –back in the 40s– you

couldn’t get by with the sleight of hand, the scams, the disingenuous

also-rans that run The Alternative Scene today. The ignorance. The

supidity. And the ripoffs aren’t merely financial; there’s the waste of

invaluable heartbeats that go here instead of there.

How many times have I asked readers to pull their subscription money

from off of the Alternative Table? To turn the table over totally by

refusing to play the board game that’s set up…with polished pieces, and

neatly drawn parameters? Created by a very few. The Brand Names.

What GE suggests is that one can be involved, be heartily

engaged…without getting uncomfy, following obsolete paradigms. If

anyone –and I don’t think there are many at all– wants to apply the

same criteria to lefties as they do to the strawmen they routinely (and

boringly, and with no apparent advance) knock down, I’d be more than

happy to run down the details of my disenchantment with Medea & Co.

I promise you that such criticism will not only not bring down the

so-called movement any notches, but rather provide the only kind of

infusion that could possibly revive it, raise it from The Dead. Provide

a bridge of sorts.

What is this craze over the overly-praised?

Take a looksee at the two concluding paragraphs from Deobrah James’

“World Social Forum, Venezuela: Another World Is Possible.” She’s the

Global Economy Director of Global Exchange. See http://www.venezuelanalysis.com/articles.php?artno=1571.

Forget about our government, the American people have been

too entrenched in non-progressive values and victories

for much too long to be candidates for…contributing to change the way

in which she suggests. And there’s a total absence of a sense of

urgency in her writing. And way too much faith in oil,

development. And, more importantly, way too much glue sticking her to

the electoral process. Which sticks it to us all. A “better president?”

Who might that be? Howard Dean? Not for eviscerated Palestinians

without whose well-being we cannot survive. Not even Rep. Jose Serrano,

whose South Bronx residents…with or without their Venezuelan/Citgo

oil…will freeze to death with the rest of us…if we don’t stop making

such a big deal about how this or that politician is doing his career

dance his way, in lieu of stopping all fancy footwork on the

slippery (sloped), oily floor. Not Cynthia McKinney. Not Robert Wexler.

The sweet, but tiny, lubricated steps, are too wanting.

Not nearly good enough, not nearly soon enough, not nearly true

enough, their dance. Delineation upon request.

If someone’s selling you Hillary or Nancy or Barbara or any of dose

damn Dem guys, well-intentioned or otherwise, I offer only six wise

words: “Have I Got A Deal For You!”

There’s a bridge in it for you that opened May 24, 1883.

You go with me to Venezuela, and I promise you –with a moneyback

guarantee– that you won’t just talk about The Bridge, you’ll walk over

it.

But first, ask yourself why so few alternative outlets will post

this piece.

Ricardo Bueyhombre, rmoxman@yahoo.com, also offers trips into the

“scum-filled” banlieue of Pareeeeeeeee…via http://www.parisgraves.com.

There, the Lon Chaney of the Left is known as…Ricard, and –in either

case– he’s not selling a book, or any other (reprehensible)

self-serving element. His recent writing is at www.oxtogrind.org.