steel city scribblings

… few doubt that the middle east is in the grip of epoch shaping convulsions.

After a brief trial last year, soon abandoned, I still can’t quite bring myself to ditch the colonial eurocentric term, Middle East, in favour of the politically correct but geographically inaccurate West Asia.

Even some corporate media have turned on Ed Sheeran over his hand-wringing cowardice in dropping Macklemore.

Britain’s rightwing Daily Mail, September 3 2026 Let’s leave aside the vanishingly small prospect of Kemi Badenoch or other Conservative leader forming a future UK government.

Lucidly comprehensive even by Brian Berletic standards, this podcast yesterday assesses the state of play in the US ruling class’s war on multipolarism.

Why does this, of a hundred unforgettable songs from the pen of Jerry Garcia, so resonate with me?

Happy days.

If I had a God I’d pray to him or her or it for fortitude and the strength to transcend fatigue, obtuseness and pettiness.

In yesterday’s post – On global warming and AI for profit – I cited a meme often attributed to Slavoj Žižek; viz, that it’s easier for us to imagine the end of the world than that of capitalism.

Life and death go on of course, my post yesterday notwithstanding.

Bloomberg, August 12 At the dawn of steel city scribblings in late 2015, when I still worried about alienating my liberal peers, I rationed my use of the term, ruling class.

Power still depends on the ability to impose costs.

I don’t believe you’d like it You wouldn’t like it here There ain’t no entertainment And the judgements are severe The Maestro says it’s Mozart But it sounds like bubble gum When you’re waiting For the miracle, for the miracle to come Leonard Cohen: Waiti…