Tuesday, March 1, 2011

An Open Letter to the World, by Anonymous

Open Letter To The World

We stand at a unique time in our history, the rise of the internet and computer technology have contributed to an unparalleled rate of prosperity for the First World.

We have created for ourselves and empire unlike any other, a global network of constant trade and communication, a new age of technological advancement. We have come a long way from our humble roots in the Industrial Revolution and the days of Manifest Destiny. We are now pioneers on new digital frontiers expanding our domain from the quantum world to the far reaches of space.

And yet, the empire faces a crisis, a global recession, growing poverty, rampant violence, corruption in politics, and threats to personal freedom. As it was before in other times of crisis, the old stories have begun to repeat themselves. The half truths, this time repeated nightly on cable news and echoed through a series of tubes onto the internet: the empire is strong, change is unwise, business as usual is the answer. In times of uncertainty there are those who seek to add to the confusion, to prey on our insecurities and fears. Those who would seek to keep us divided for their own gain. The pervasive strategy takes many very convincing forms: Liberals and Conservatives, Christians and Muslims, Black and White, Saved and sinner.

But something unexpected is happening. We have begun telling each other our own stories. Sharing our lives, our hopes, our dreams, our demons. Every second, day in day out, into all hours of the night the gritty details of life on this earth are streaming around the world. As we see the lives of others played out in our living rooms we are beginning to understand the consequences of our actions and the error of the old ways. We are questioning the old assumptions that we are made to consume not to create, that the world was made for our taking, that wars are inevitable, that poverty is unavoidable. As we learn more about our global community a fundamental truth has been rediscovered: We are not so different as we may seem. Every human has strengths, weaknesses, and deep emotions. We crave love, love laughter, fear being alone and dream for a better life.

You must create a better life.

You cannot sit on the couch watching television or playing video games, waiting for a revolution. You are the revolution. Every time you decide not to exercise your rights, every time you refuse to hear another view point, every time you ignore the world around you, every time you spend a dollar at a business that doesn't pay a fair wage you are contributing to the oppression of the human body and the repression of the human mind. You have a choice, a choice to take the easy path, the familiar path, to walk willingly into your own submission. Or a choice get up, to go outside and talk to your neighbor, to come together in new forums to create lasting, meaningful change for the human race.

This is our challenge:

A peaceful revolution, a revolution of ideas, a revolution of creation. The twenty-first century enlightenment. A global movement to create a new age of tolerance and understanding, empathy and respect. An age of unfettered technological development. An age of sharing ideas and cooperation. An age of artistic and personal expression. We can choose to use new technology for radical positive change or let it be used against us. We can choose to keep the internet free, keep channels of communication open and dig new tunnels into those places where information is still guarded. Or we can let it all close in around us. As we move in to new digital worlds, we must acknowledge the need for honest information and free expression. We must fight to keep the internet open as a marketplace of ideas where all are seated as equals. We must defend our freedoms from those who would seek to control us. We must fight for those who do not yet have a voice. Keep telling your story. All must be heard.


They said it better than I could, so today you get their words and none of mine. Mahalo, my digital Sandinistas.

-Tambour

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Leaving Libya, Part II

Yesterday I made the offhand comment that a couple colonels got orders to bomb civilians, jumped in their planes, and hi-tailed it to Malta. Five hours ago, a Libyan warship pulled into Malta after refusing to shell the city of Benghazi. As of a few hours ago, a second Libyan warship is heading in the same direction.

Now the UN Security Council is meeting after officially condemning Kadafi's actions. Their decision should be simple: let the Libyans oust their own dictator, eviscerate him, celebrate, and then send a small pecaekeeping force in to make sure that in her own excitement Libya doesn't manage to set herself on fire.

Something to mull over: Libya, under Kadafi, the man who saw protesters chanting in the streets for a change of government and decided the optimal solution would be to blast his own fucking country into the stone age, is on the UN Human Rights council.

Enough politics. Tomorrow we talk religion, because I haven't taken a potshot at a preacher in too long. Keep to the streets.

Mahalo,
Tambour

Monday, February 21, 2011

The whole Middle East is on fire right now, and it's spreading fast. Tunisia, Egypt, Bahrain...all of them decided (seemingly spontaneously) to overthrow their respective autocracies. Then Libya joined the fight, and right now innocent peaceful protesters are getting the ever-loving shit blown out of them by their own military...but even their military, much like Egypt's, is starting to side with the Rebellion. I read a newsflash today that two colonels who had received orders to bomb protesters took to their planes and flew into Malta, requesting asylum. Not quite the display "Crazy Ivan," a Russian troop commander in World War II who shelled his own HQ until they gave him more vodka, would pull off, but it's a damned solid start. Gaddafi and his son are madmen, and everything is turning against them. Images of massacred civilians are flaring up all across the Internet. And you know what? It's perfect.

I'm damned proud to be a human being right now. And so should you.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Not a Glorious Return

Just creeping through the door at the ass-end of early, trying not to wake the wife.

2010 has come and gone.Thank god for that. It was a miserable fucking year, as far as comfort goes. I made some of the biggest mistakes of my life in 2010, learned some of the hardest lessons, and managed to pull my head out of my ass long enough to get back on my feet. Just in time for the new year. Resolutions? Fuck 'em. Why make promises when I've got something I can look at and be proud of? Quit smoking? Fuck you, I like to smoke. I LOVE to smoke. I'll quit sometime, but when I'm good and ready, and not because I have to buy another calendar. Lose weight? Double-fuck you. I look fantastic. I am the paradigm of masculine beauty.

To hell with resolutions. I'm still alive, and I'm smarter. I'm older, and I've got some experience under my belt. I'm an honest-to-god contributing-to-society type. And, from time to time, I verbally crap onto this blog, hoping that people will read it. Sometimes people do. Good, selah, and so much for that. I have a lot of fun on here, when I get the time to be myself. But, you know, being me isn't easy. Especially when I'm the one that has to do it.

My name is Tambour Inmann. I'm a bastard, and I'm okay with that. I'm honest And I am fed up with the bullshit. The mystique, the half-lies, the delusions, the sick and twisted shit they'd like you to believe. Fuck it all.

Happy New Year. Make it a good one. And have a drink on me.

Tambour

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

More on Korea, Part I

There's a lot I want to say, mostly involving wild links and conspiracy theories that my whiskey-fueled brain is lining up doublepluspretty in my head, but for now, you need facts, so here they are.


This guy is in Korea right now, gathering all the information he can as it happens. I'll be watching him religiously, as should you. More later. selah

Tambour

Monday, November 22, 2010

So it is, then...

It's over every single newsfeed right now. Reddit is going wild. Anyone who keeps up on current events in glued to their computer monitor. You'll remember a while back that I talked about Kim Jong-Il and his bat-shit-crazy way of running a country. I called him a sociopath, and said he was a problem that would have to be dealt with soon.

A few hours ago North Korea launched an attack on Yeonpyeong Island, 50 miles off the coast off the northwest coast of South Korea. Official reports say that "dozens of shells" were fired (taken from cnn.com, reuters, msncb, and a few others) although some reports are saying that as many as 200 shells (South Korean broadcasts) were launched. South Korea returned fire and scrambled jets almost immediately. Four military personnel and 16 civilians were wounded.

No one is saying anything about the *why* yet, and that's the damned important part. If this is just more posturing, then the DRPK just found themselves in a world of shit. If this is an act of all out war, then EVERYONE is in a world of shit. Keep in mind, this attack comes only a week or so after the DRPK announced that it was continuing with its nuclear program, a few months after we finally got a look at the man who would rule over North Korea next, and not much longer after North Korea allegedly sank a South Korean corvette.

I don't know if this is war yet. But I'm glued to my screen and I'll be posting as I learn more. Good night, and Good Luck.

Mahalo,
Uncle Tambour

Thursday, October 21, 2010

It's Been Slow Today

So I'm going to leave you with a little pre-sermon reading material. More will be discussed tomorrow. In the meantime, write me. Ask me questions. Offer to birth my children so that my clearly superior genes might be carried on through the generations. You know, the routine shit.

Mahalo,
Uncle Tambour


Required reading. Guess what we're talking about tomorrow. Sleep well, my little plague pustules.