A New Year

Welcome to the New Year, Sisters and Brothers.  Allow me to wish all of our Brethren a free and fulfilling year, a year without the tread of the Down-Pressor's feet, or the rattle of the Corporate Demon's chains.  

The Rev spent the last days of the past year roaming the roads and trails of Northern Arizona with the Genetic Envelope, including spending some time hanging with our Navajo and Hopi Brethren.  It was a special time, a special time indeed.  But the New Year is upon us, the struggle remains, and we must take action to strike a blow.

Just before departing for the American Southwest, the new Reverend Squeaky-Eye stickers arrived in the mail, hot from the hands of the great folks at The Sticker Guy.  These are hard-working folks with an attitude, trying to help small indie bands and little companies.  If you can throw them some business, you will be helping to keep it in the family.  

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Reverend Squeaky-Eye stickers have gone out across the country, from Minneapolis to Arizona and from Santa Cruz and Oregon to Ken-tucky.  Remember, the stickers are absolutely free to any of the Brethren who have a need.  There is not even a charge for postage.  We are trying to get the message out.  Just email the Rev or leave a comment on how I can get aholt of your fine selves and the stickers will be sent out post haste.

As the New Year unfolds before us and as we roll up our sleeves to continue the fight, a most Righteous Sister sent me a quote from one of the finest US Presidents, Abraham Lincoln.  These words resonated within me, my Brethren.  I think they will do so with you as well.  

“Labor is prior to, and independent of, capital. Capital is only the fruit of labor, and could never have existed if labor had not first existed. Labor is the superior of capital, and deserves much the higher consideration.”

President Abraham Lincoln

There it is, Brothers and Sisters, there it is.  Labor produces capital, not the other way 'round.  It is the parasitical Down-Pressor who tries to hold us back, to keep us down, while at the same time grasping for the rewards of our labor.  Yes!  Yes, Brethren!  Our labor, not theirs!  The Down-Pressors and the failed hedge-funders and derivative slicers, and all the those other cream skimmers, they produce nothing.  They do not labor.  They steal, manipulate, re-package and transform capital, capital which was created by labor.  The Frankenstein monster that they produce, with their tricks, their sleight of financial hand, may not resemble the fruits of labor, but it was labor that produced the capital.  It was only the Down-Pressor's greed that twisted the gain of that labor into some unrecognizable horror like a derivative hedge fund.

This year, this year Brothers and Sisters, I want each of us to keep an eagle-eye on where the fruits of our labor goeth.  That which we produce, which we earn, is ours to do with as we would.  I am urging all of us to take great care with how we dispose of that capital, that result of our labor.  It is my fervent wish, my strongest desire, that we bank, spend and enjoy the fruits of our labor in such a way as to maximize our positive power in the world.  Let us spend our capital in our neighborhoods, amongst those we know and live beside, so that the capital, and its benefits, remain with us, lest they fall into the hands of the parasites.

Let us avoid giving our hard created capital to companies, banks, or corporations that would use our capital while harming the very workers they employ, or the environment that they live in.  If a corporation preys on their workers, the same workers who, just like us, produce the capital that feeds the Down-Pressors, I say let that corporation go hungry Sisters and Brothers, let them starve.   Let the Walmarts and the Big Banks and unresponsive polluters and parasites become like Cassius, lean and hungry, instead of their customary sleek and fat.  

The power is in our hands, My Brethren.  We produce that power when our labor produces the capital.  We have only to not give it away so lightly, and we strike a blow.  They fear us, the corporations and the banks.  They fear us and woo us and seduce us.  I say starve them by denying them the one thing that they cannot live without:  capital.  We produce it, we can take it back!

We have, each of us, the power to strike a blow.  We only need to do so.  Keep the faith, we are far stronger than we know.