As we enter the first days of May, many will celebrate a version of May Day.
May Day's history is multifaceted, It
originated in Europe as a celebration of spring, with traditions like
Maypoles and May Queens, often connected to fertility and renewal. In
the 19th century, it also became a day to honor workers and advocate
for better conditions, particularly the eight-hour workday, with its
most prominent event being the Haymarket Affair in Chicago in 1886.
At Haymarket Square, a demonstration for an eight-hour
workday led to violence and casualties, further cementing May Day's
association with labor struggles.
On the cultural side, May Day is a festival of ancient origins marking the beginning of summer, usually celebrated on 1 May, around halfway between the Northern Hemisphere's spring equinox and midsummer solstice.[1][2]
Festivities may also be held the night before, known as May Eve. Traditions include gathering green branches and wildflowers ("bringing in the May"),[3] which are used to decorate buildings and made into wreaths; crowning a May Queen, sometimes with a male companion decked in greenery; setting up a Maypole, May Tree, or May Bush, around which people dance and sing; as well as parades and processions involving these.
Bonfires are also a major part of the festival in some regions.
But this is not the May Day of this post.
No, the May Day of this post is the May Day of the Seas and of the Sky. It is derived from the French phrase "m'aider," which translates to "help me". It's a standard procedure word used to signal a critical situation needing immediate attention. And is should be repeated three times so that all who hear will know that someone or thing is in distress and in danger of losing its existence.
And so we here on the political ship named the "US America" call MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY not because of the angry political seas or the winds of unabated lies which are substantial, but because our skipper is lost on his private mission to destroy the great white whale. The one that once took his leg leaving him a wooden post to walk the decks at night with a foreboding thump as told by Ishmael.
He was injured and nearly killed by that voyage and now his only mission is to seek revenge. And no one or thing will stop him. And that must change.
Those of us on board only need a few officers to change their allegiances so our course and our dark destiny can be altered. We need to lock the skipper in his quarters as we turn the ship around to once again become the light of the nations instead of the darkness of a thousand leagues.
And so we call mayday mayday mayday to the other ships of the sea to come save us.
And to do that, we need our former trade allies to stop trading. Don't buy American, Don't fly American (or to). Boycott everything that is American...our movies, our music, our food, our phones, our computers and our institutions of learning. Show the crew of the US America that the continued serving of this Captain Ahab is a recipe for a calamity not unlike Mellville's tale of the Pequod.
Already, we have seen that other ships can make the difference. In Canada just last week, the conservative leader not only lost the election after leading in the polls just 2 months ago, he lost his seat. The same happened in Australia as the conservative leader lost his seat.
Canadian shoppers
are turning US products upside down in retail outlets so it’s easier
for fellow shoppers to spot and avoid them. Canadian consumers can also
download the Maple Scan app that checks barcodes to see if their grocery purchases are actually Canadian or have parent companies from the USA.
And the Europeans see our Ahab clearly:
"Trump is a troll. And like all trolls, he is never funny and he never
laughs; he only crows or jeers. And scarily, he doesn’t just talk in
crude, witless insults – he actually thinks in them. His mind is a
simple bot-like algorithm of petty prejudices and knee-jerk nastiness.
There is never any under-layer of irony, complexity, nuance or depth.
It’s all surface. Some Americans might see this as refreshingly upfront.
Well, we don’t. We see it as having no inner world, no soul. And in
Britain we traditionally side with David, not Goliath. All our heroes
are plucky underdogs: Robin Hood, Dick Whittington, Oliver Twist. Trump
is neither plucky, nor an underdog. He is the exact opposite of that.
He’s not even a spoiled rich-boy, or a greedy fat-cat. He’s more a fat
white slug. A Jabba the Hutt of privilege.
And worse, he is that most unforgivable of all things to the British: a
bully. That is, except when he is among bullies; then he suddenly
transforms into a snivelling sidekick instead. There are unspoken rules
to this stuff – the Queensberry rules of basic decency – and he breaks
them all. He punches downwards – which a gentleman should, would, could
never do – and every blow he aims is below the belt. He particularly
likes to kick the vulnerable or voiceless – and he kicks them when they
are down.
So the fact that a significant minority – perhaps a third – of Americans
look at what he does, listen to what he says, and then think ‘Yeah, he
seems like my kind of guy’ is a matter of some confusion and no little
distress to British people,
God knows there have always been stupid people in the world, and plenty
of nasty people too. But rarely has stupidity been so nasty, or
nastiness so stupid. He makes Nixon look trustworthy and George W look
smart. "(more)
The “liberation day” tariffs were higher than most observers
expected. But many US corporations will now be worrying
about how consumers in the US and around the world might respond. Drump
could see a mass mobilisation of consumer power in ways that will give
the president something to think about.
And yes, the shelves may grow thin and our Christmas tree may be a little bare. But, there must be a global effort to rid the world of this meddlesome tyrant.
We stopped the reign of King George 250 years ago, and we must stop this wanna-be dictator now.
But this time,
it will take the whole democratic globe.
An Earthfamily.
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