New Dog In Town

I just read Andrew Korybko's 'newsletter' for 8th Nov. Titled:

The Latest Reports Suggest That Secret Talks Are Taking Place Between The US & Russia

All about whether secret talks are going on between the USA and Russia over this Ukraine fiasco.  Deadly fiasco.

This is all supposed to be hi-falutin' special stuff the realm of in-the-know experts far removed from the common run.  International politics, you know.

Factors and forces of global significance and intricacy only a tad removed from cosmic in scale and nature. Not really for us to worry our pretty little heads about.

Just for us to stand by ready to take arms and do or die when required.

Well I think the situation at this juncture might be capable of illustration by contemplation of theoretical pack of dogs.

We are, after all, considering humanity functioning at the most basic, elemental, raw level.  Engaged upon no holds barred struggles for who gets the biggest and best chunks of meat off the carcass.

It's a fight for carrion really.  Not really a fight to create carrion, to bring down the prey.  Nope. That's too easily done.  By this strange madness of the human the human can be got to bring down the human and create the 'carrion' that the carrion feeders feast upon.

No. Creation of the carrion is not the point.

It is the warring between the carrion eaters is the point.

The way I see it the carrion eaters of the Western world were (and are) well known to each other.  They had/have their pecking order well worked out, well understood, well observed.  They have their respective areas of influence and generally keep to them. They have their customary tithes, imposts, tributes etc.

It is a finely honed system overall and like perhaps fighters within a large gymnasium largely closed to the public they're warm and comfortable in their and know each other and vie and jockey for position and advantage.

Whether at the top of the heap or at the bottom, whether enjoying and profiting or hating and losing all are part of the club and enjoy that feeling. Share a sense of belonging. Contribute to the club.

When a possible new member comes along for an automatic beginning all the club members are suspicious and uninviting, hostile even.

And that is what happened to Russia.

Arising from the ashes of the USSR Russia stood and said 'I am' and the club looked at Russia and said 'Do you really think so?'

'Then what position do you think you occupy in the club?'

'Do you really want to be a member? We play hardball here, sonny, realise that?'

Get the idea? See the analogy? The illustration?

The dogs saw a new dog come into the circle around the carrion and and naturally and instinctively that new dog had to shoulder its way in and make its presence felt and establish its right to be there, stay there and take a chunk of meat.

I'm mixing two metaphors:  the 'gentlemen's club' and the 'pack of dogs' but perhaps that's alright?

The dogs are concentrating on the carrion, not on each other. They accept any new dogs, any, more or less.  But if there's not enough meat for all then the weaker, the smaller, the unfit, they go without and they die.

Until a new dog 'proves itself' or 'asserts itself' it is treated by default as a weak interloper and no one gives it any room at all.  They all snap at it. Snarl at it. Bare their teeth at it.

You know the idea in the pack and in the boardroom and the club is to be a 'friend' of the biggest dog so that the biggest dog will accept you feasting by his side at the carcass.

You do that by demonstrating you are as tough as the biggest dog so that it is more trouble than it is worth for the biggest dog to try to drive you away.  You become a 'henchman'. You become his 'sidekick'.  You protect his flanks.  They have to go through you to get at  him.  He's untroubled during his feasting by starved interlopers dashing in and out because you keep them away.

So it is all a question of proving yourself to where you get accepted and then order is re established and feasting can continue with the 'new dog' taking his rightful place, no ascertained, proven, established.

Russia has demonstrated she is no half starved chicken shit little cur that'll run away whining, yelping, at a snap, at a baring of the teeth.

So: she gets accepted.

And the pack moves on to the next carrion.

Ukraine was never in contention as one of the 'carrion eaters'.  Ukraine was always prey.  All that was in question was: is Russia prey or Predator?

Russia is predator.  Russia speaks their language. Russia belongs in the club.  Can do all they can do.

Sounds bad for us.

The 'predators' are, of course, the money interests behind the scenes. That transnational money interests that don't really belong to this State or that State.

That for instance are happy to see Germany destroyed while owning the German government,  that are happy to see America destroying itself while owning the American government and so on.

All of them without any care or consideration not only for the people of the States with which they are identified but not even caring for the State itself: happy to ruin the whole State as Germany and USA are being ruined now.

Yet nevertheless they're clearly somehow or other associated with different States and there's a group that is 'Russia' just as there's a group that more or less is 'America'.

Somehow they need these 'elected' govt entities to help them function.  I suppose its all quite predictable and ordinary really: without govts and their record keeping and law maintenance how could you have any riches in that country?

So it sounds bad but perhaps the difference is that the 'Russian group' is better, or better controlled, than the 'American group'.

In Russia it seems Putin has a lively interest in the oligarchs within and without his country.   And though there are those who claim he dances to their tune entirely I doubt it is true.

And there's the hope.

Putin tries to get the carrion eaters to help the nation.

In the USA the govt IS the carrion eaters. There is no Putin to attempt to control or influence them.

 

 

 

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