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 Contents May 2008 • Number 6

Features 
When the Walls
Come Tumbling Down ................. 4
  Adam Chase

Frog Wackin’................................ 5
  Leland Thurman

It’s Time to Flee the Country ....... 7

  Chalmers Johnson

Those Piggly Canadians ............ 11

  Caleb Johnson

Q&A with Iglomat ..................... 15

  Jimmy Flaherty

Ordained By the State ............... 17

  Michael Gaddy

Columns 
Collars & Class ............................. 9
  Jimmy Flaherty

Culture
Anarchy in Your Head ................ 14
Dale Everett

Triztoons .................................. 20
  Bill Trzcinski

Staring at the Sun .................... 21

  David Brooks
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When the Walls Come Tumbling Down
Adam Chase
Holy fucking shit! Those same three walls I
was complaining about last month came
tumbling down this morning when I got
to work and learned of mass lay offs in
the company. It’s amazing how fast you go
from hating the environment you work
in to being thankful you work at all. Now,
don’t get this confused with me suddenly
loving my job or employer. Both suck, but
I do enjoy having a roof over my head and
a tofu in my belly. These, among other
things require money (or some form of
goods to barter) under a system of capital.
This sort of revelation in employment sta-
tus does make one start weighing options.
Not that I was ever content or not search-
ing, but this sort of thing really gets your
ass moving. The first thing that always
comes to mind under such circumstances
is how could I live with OUT a full-time
job, or at least without this one? What sort
of steps do I need to take in order to be
more self sufficient?
First, start that damn garden I keep put-
ting off. The less I’m spending at the
grocery, the more I can direct towards
other necessities. Plus, I read an awesome
book - “Food not Lawns” that gives more
useful information than I know what to do
with. It’s a bit overwhelming. However, I
feel the best thing to do is just start small
and move on from there. I know what I’ll
be doing this weekend.
Second, look at my finances. Categorizing
where my money goes into necessities and
luxuries will really open up my options.
Once you truly figure out exactly how
much money you NEED, your employ-
ment options really broaden. This also al-
lows me to possibly take some extra steps
in getting perhaps that credit card paid off
sooner rather than later so that I’m saving
a few extra bucks a month. These things
add up.
Lastly, update that resume I’ve been ne-
glecting on those 87 job boards. It’s going
to pretty hard for a perspective employer
to get a hold of me for an interview when
my resume has a phone number on it that
I don’t even remember having.
Hopefully by taking the above steps, and
any others I may come up with, will allow
me to project sunshine a daisies by my
next writing. Until then, watch your ass,
the economy has shit the bed and it’s not
looking good for any of us.
Adam Chase is still an apparently disgruntled IT
Administrator from Louisville, KY.
Contact him at: info@lattitudezine.com
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 Frog Wackin’ Leland Thurman
I look back at my shitty yet fruitful life and
think… hmmm, why is my luck so shitty?
Maybe karma has a lot to do with it? If so,
I’m up shit creek without a paddle. I started
thinking of all the shitty things I’ve done to
deserve this. A lot of them are so bad I can’t
begin to talk about them, but what the hell,
you might think different about me when
you read this.
When I was a child, in case you didn’t know,
unlike Fern Creek (sudo south end) local,
Jimmy LeVan I grew up in the south end
of town, the redneck part of town here
in Louisville, where we did things a little
different. My mom was on Prozac, I was
listening to Hank Williams Jr. and Waylon
Jennings way before the Dead Milkmen, I
enjoyed bobber fishing, and hunting birds
with my BB gun. If you saw me, I looked
like a dirty little Mexican kid, with my big
bouffant hairdo, no shirt, and a kool-aid
face. The other kids in the neighborhood
used to tease me and gave me the name
“Chicano Lee”. Oh yeah, I also used to play
doctor with the little white trash girl that
lived across the street from me. I guess
that’s where it all might have started, but
that’s another story. That really has nothing
to do with this story that I’m writing. I’m
just giving you guys a brief description of
my childhood.
There was this neighborhood that was
being built across the ditch from where
I lived. There was this big wooded area
that emptied out into this huge field and
a bunch of roads that were not yet paved,
which is now, “York Town North”. In that
back of the neighborhood was a garbage
dump where all the construction workers
would dump their garbage after building
the houses, and anyone else who didn’t feel
like paying for garbage pick up. So need-
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less to say, there was an endless supply of
bullshit to play with.
This is where the story gets fucked up….
About 100 yards away from the dump was
a pond where me and the group of kids I
grew up with would spend our weekend
nights building huge fires and doing all
sorts of weird shit that kids do when they’re
ten to twelve years old, probably one of
the strangest games that we came up with,
well, it wasn’t really a game, we looked at
it like a sport, was “frog wackin”.
Every Friday and Saturday night we would
all meet up at my house about dusk with
the biggest, brightest flashlight we could
find. Then we would all walk back to the
dump to get our weapons and supplies.
Usually for a weapon, it was the biggest
thing we could swing, like a 2x4, baseball
bat, shovel, and old golf club, or sometimes
we brought shit from home, whatever
it was, this weapon we would call our
“wacker”. Next we would look for some-
thing to make a grill out of. This could be
something as simple as chicken wire, or
basically anything metal with holes in it
that resembled a grill. After that we would
walk over to the pond and set up camp.
On our way we would collect as much fire-
wood as we could possibly carry and start
the biggest damn fire you’ve ever seen.
Then next to it, or on top of it, depending
on how big the fire was that particular
night, we would set up the homemade
contraption that resembled a grill. By this
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As we all know, frogs like shitty ponds and
mostly croak at night, which was perfect,
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One person would be the designated flash-

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spotter,” while the other two or three would
be called “the hunters”. We would then
hone in on he frogs croaking closest to the

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banks. The spotter would then shine his
light on the unsuspecting victim, blinding
and stunning it. Next one of the hunters
would wack the shit out of the frog, knock-
ing it unconscious. Unconscious, meaning
still alive and breathing, just not knowing
what the hell was going on.

Afterwards, whoever wacked the frog

would pick it up, carry it to the fire, and
then place it on the homemade grill. When
the frog came to, it would be too late. It
might as well have been fish food. As you
looked around the campfire, every ones
eyes gleamed with delight as we watched
the frog sizzle to death. At the end of the
night, after killing about ten to twenty
frogs, we would all stand around the camp-
fire and piss it out. It was almost like it
was a ritual, and I was always the kid that
would be standing in the smoke and went
home smelling like piss-smoke.

I’ve probably killed about one to two hun-

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dred frogs in my lifetime, not eating one

of them. I really don’t believe in religion
or going to heaven or hell, but if there is a
hell, I’m sure I will be going there, or with
my luck, maybe I’ll be reincarnated. And
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you know I’ll probably come back as a frog,

and I hope to hell that I don’t run into a
bunch of bastard kids like us.

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It’s Time to Flee the Country
Chalmers Johnson
originally published in Good Magazine #10, April 2008
Editors note: We realize this is the third issue in
a row for tyrannical exploitation. Fear-mongers
we are not. Unfortunately, we are simply reflect-
ing the current state of affairs.
When I was a graduate student at Berkeley
in the mid-1950s, my teachers included
many brilliant refugees from Hitler’s
Germany. Sometimes, when we got to know
them personally, we would ask them when
they had bailed out. In some cases it was
quite late. My professor Reinhard Bendix
was a student at the University of Chicago
in 1938 when his parents told him not to
come home. Others left even later, some
first heading to Cuba and others leaving
only when it was almost too late.
My wife and I used to puzzle over these de-
cisions (my wife herself had survived four
years of Nazi occupation in Holland), and
we toyed with constructing what we called
a “Fascistograph”—a sort of checklist of
social and political phenomena that might
tell someone when to leave. I wish we had
pursued our intellectual game more seri-
ously, because I have the feeling that such
a checklist might come in handy right now.
I see very little hope for America regard-
less of who is elected in November. All
the candidates remaining in the race have
said they will not “cut and run” in Iraq and
Afghanistan. One may speculate that once
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in office, one or another candidate may be
more flexible, but this is actually unlikely.
The Republicans have swallowed both wars
hook, line, and sinker, and the Democrats
know that if they propose any sort of
pullout they will be labeled “defeatists”
and blamed for the miserable outcome.
And, as many pundits have pointed out, the
“The disasters we’ve
visited on the people
of the Middle East are
something for which
we’re ultimately
responsible.”
outcome is bound to be miserable either
now or later. More civilians will be killed;
more regions, tribes, or towns will turn to
their own leaders—instead of to the elected
national officials—for protection; more
weapons will fuel whatever hatreds are
being nursed against others in the region
and most certainly against the United
States. Isn’t it ironic that we came to Iraq
to “free” its people from a Sunni minority
dictatorship, and we’re now arming these
same Sunnis against a Shiite majority? Isn’t
it ironic that the hated Taliban did a much
better job of controlling the cultivation of
opium poppies than the government we
put in place in Kabul?
The disasters we’ve visited on the people of
the Middle East are something for which
we’re ultimately responsible, much as
blame for the Holocaust belongs to the
Nazi regime and the Rape of Nanking to
the wartime Japanese government. But I
fear much worse is to come domestically.
The lies of the Bush government that got
us into these two wars, and the propaganda
and public misinformation that continue
to keep us there have had a corrosive effect
on public trust. Many people no longer
believe anything the government or the
media tells them. So far this cynicism has
not penetrated deeply into the ranks of the
armed services. But I suspect that before
long it will. As the wars drag on and the
deployments stretch out, as the casualties
continue with no end in sight, and as it
becomes clear how poorly these casualties
are cared for once they come home, our
military—including the National Guard—
will become demoralized and very angry.
They should be angry for being used as
they are; we should be angry for them.
In addition to our moral bankruptcy, there
is fiscal bankruptcy. The Bush government
talks about the burst housing bubble but
says nothing about the obscene military
budgets that are driving our entire econo-
my deeper into debt. It will probably take
a major financial crisis on par with the
Great Depression to reorient our economy
in a more productive direction. Unfortu-
nately, I don’t hear any viable candidate
talking like FDR.
In short, I think our ship of state is head-
ing for a mammoth iceberg. Just as many
people in 1930s Germany were, I’m too old
to leave and will probably go down with
the ship. But if I were younger, I would be
thinking of bailing out. Vote, if you must,
in November, but don’t expect that things
will change much, let alone get better.
Chalmers Johnson is an author and professor
emeritus of the University of California, San
Diego. He is also president and co-founder
of the Japan Policy Research Institute, an
organization promoting public education about
Japan and Asia. He has written numerous books
including, most recently, three examinations of
the consequences of American Empire:
Blowback, The Sorrows of Empire, and Nemesis:
The Last Days of the American Republic.
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Collars & Class
Requested Reading:
Jimmy Flaherty
We receive requests from time to time
from readers who wish to find out a bit of
information on various subjects they find
interesting. After number 5, we received
such a request regarding the suppression
of blue collar workers from Landon, here
in Louisville. While this was mulled over
here and there, played off a few other
writers for opinions, it was decided this
was just a small, yet important end result
of a bigger problem. From blue collar to
white collar, people governed are going
to be both suppressed and oppressed.
When we hand over control of our lives
to another person or group this is the
only possible outcome. However, you can
look at the class divide in America (both
psychological and physical) and from
there follow that right back to where it
all starts. That starting point being the
government school system and the
indoctrination that goes on in
these facilities.
Generally starting at the im-
pressionable age of 6,
children are mold-
ed into obedient
and patriotic little
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worker bees. They are taught the basics to
function in society such as reading, writ-
ing and arithmetic (usually), as well as
how to follow meaningless assignments,
not to ask questions and to stand in line.
Arguably, children are physiologically
programmed into their future niches.
While all children are encouraged that
they may one day be president, a million-
aire or whatever they wish, there is zero
instruction on how to handle finances in
order to secure a stable future. As well,
it is taught that labor intensive jobs, the
ones that make any society possible, are
undesirable. Children are made to believe
that what they do is a direct reflection of
who they are. If you grow up to be a gar-
bage man, well, you just didn’t try hard
enough. Meanwhile, there is no shame in
tossing another mans garbage into the
back of a truck. What’s shameful
is confusing what you do for a
wage, or don’t do for that mat-
ter, with who you are.
Although we could
trace the begin-
nings of such
systems so far
back we could write a book, as many
have, we’re going to begin by thanking
Franklin Roosevelt and his New Deal for
dumping America into programs such as
the welfare system, Social Security and
unemployment insurance and getting
the so-called poor dependant on financial
assistance. Before all of this, up into the
1930’s Depression era a strong working
class culture flourished. Standard artist
and additional cultural workers produced
plays, books, murals and the like in mass
quantities honoring labor and its work-
ers. However, once the act and Cold War
hysteria struck there was a stigma placed
upon cultural expression and the idea of
being a laborer. A new game was in town
and it was called convenience by way of
technology.
This technology was brought into being
by those white collar jobs that only the
fortunate college graduate was afforded.
In turn, parents and teachers alike shy
away from the idea of putting children
to work so that they may concentrate
on their studies and get into college.
From there they will be able to land that
white collar job, allowing them a higher
wage, convenience, freedom and a secure
future. Nobody ever stopped to realize, let
alone teach those same children that it’s
not the amount of money you grow up to
make, or even how you go about making
it that matters. It’s what you do with those
finances that is going to decide what sort
of life you lead.
Again, from that ever impressionable
young age, we are berated with advertise-
ments depicting where the grass is always
greener. In order to get there, all we need
to do is make a bit more money to buy a
few more items and we too, can live that
life. You’ll be told that you’re going to
have to pay to go to college in order to
get a good job and pay for that house and
all the important gadgets to fill it with
as well as that new car and those nice
clothes. How else are you ever going to
get ahead in this world?
Maybe the answer isn’t in getting ahead
of everyone else. Perhaps we should be
considering all jobs are worth doing and
that this society we have built up around
ourselves would not be possible if it were
not for all of us involved. That said, we
need to start educating our children on
the value of understanding finances. The
top three expenses Americans have (from
first to third) are mortgage, taxes and
car payments. Only one of those I see as
necessary and even it would be far less
burdensome if we were to handle our
money better in the first place and pay
more on mortgages up front.
Back to the blue collar laborer... Rosie
the Riveter, as it would seem, is merely a
product of her environment. More often
than not, children repeat their parents
mistakes. I truly feel it’s not as much of a
job and wage issue that has kept “Rosie”
down, but the idea that she needed
so much in the first place. Happiness,
comfort and stability can not be found in
the pages of a magazine or on television.
Those people are actors and those images
they are reflecting are staged and fake.
Real life, anything worth living, is had
first hand and the sooner we all realize
that the better everyone’s lives will be.
That new car doesn’t mean shit when you
have to spend 40 hours at work to enjoy 4
hours worth of driving.
Jimmy Flaherty despises both collars and
classes from Louisville, KY, but would rather be
doing so from somewhere in New Hampshire.
Contact him at: jimmy@lattitudezine.com
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Those Piggly Canadians
Caleb Johnson
There’s been a lot of talk lately that
perhaps China doesn’t deserve the honor
of hosting the upcoming Olympic games;
though I must confess that I find myself
inclined to agree with those who say that
China is really the perfect host. If, after
all, we intend every four years to hold
a celebration of everything that divides
us, if we intend to celebrate the glory of
national pride, then what better host than
a state whose actions embody the conse-
quences of nationalism?
I remember as a boy watching the Olym-
pic games. My grandparents were quite
fond of figure skating, and so each year,
the whole family would gather around the
television to watch the figure skaters from
around the world compete. Now, I wasn’t
especially fond of figure skating, but
then again, what young boy doesn’t love
a good competition? So we would watch
the young men and women skate around
the ice, performing acts of athleticism and
agility that awed my grandparents, and
gave us younger children something to
mock. “Did you see that jump, Mama?” my
grandfather would ask my grandmother. “I
saw her miniskirt fly up,” my cousin would
whisper in my ear, in response. Which,
for some unexplainable reason, I always
found funny, no matter how many times it
was repeated.
I have to admit, though, that I was
always a bit uneducated when it came time
to decide who to “pull for.” I didn’t quite
understand that I was supposed to pull for
the guy who was representing the Ameri-
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can flag. For awhile, I had the mistaken no-
tion that I should pull for the person whose
uniform I liked better. So when American
Brian Boitano took on Canadian Brian
Orser in a battle for the gold, I couldn’t
help but pull for Brian Orser. I did, after all,
like Orser’s red uniform much better than
Boitano’s navy blue getup. My grandpar-
ents, of course, were kind enough to point
out the logical error in my judgment. It
was clear that the color of a uniform has
nothing to do with a skater’s ability, not at
all like the highly relevant issue of what
state rules the land where he was born.
My cousin pulled me aside to explain that
Orser was “stupid”, while my sister was
astute enough to notice how “silly” Orser
was. When Orser missed a critical jump, my
home erupted with shouts of celebration.
Finally, vindication.
Of course, my family wasn’t the only one
dividing allegiance along such arbitrary
lines. Psychologists have long noted
mankind’s tendency to form ingroups
and outgoups. When Psychologist Stanley
Coren visited a pig racing competition
at his local county fair in Vancouver, he
noted this principle in action. Each pig
was fitted with a cape, that matched the
color of a bleacher section. Coren noted
that during the short time that the races
were in session, the people who otherwise
were strangers started aligning themselves
quite predictably into ingroups, based on
something as trivial as the color of their
bleacher where they were sitting. It began
by praising the virtues of the ingroup. “All
the smart people chose the red pigs,” “The

winners are over here in the green section.”
But it quickly progressed to denigrating
others who weren’t part of the ingroup. For
instance, some teenagers in the blue section
began to heckle some senior citizens in
the red section, with taunts of, “Your pigs
are just as old and slow as you are!” Some
people in the yellow section started jeering
overweight people in the green section,
“Looks like you guys got more pigs in your
stands then you do on the racetrack!”
This general tendency to create ingroups
and outgroups is inherently human, but not
necessarily inherently positive. It divides
us against each other, creating the fear and
mistrust that lead to larger societal prob-
lems such as crime and war. Belonging to
an ingroup can lead to viewing the group
in such positive ways that we can only iden-
tify these positives by contrasting it with
the negatives that are exhibited by those
outside our ingroup. And while these nega-
tives may have no basis in fact, the nega-
tive stereotypes are necessary to preserve
the positive image of the group. And so we
go on believing them anyway. And while
some of these ingroup thought patterns
have fallen into disrepute, (racism is one
example,) other forms of the same think-
ing are still alive and well. And perhaps
none is more destructive than the disease
of nationalism. Because it is in the name of
nationalism that so many people have been
slaughtered.
Now, I’ve met people who are immune
to the effects of nationalism. I know this,
because they told me so. “Really?” I ask one
“This general
tendency to create
ingroups and
outgroups is
inherently human,”
of these enlightened souls, “You mean to
tell me that you don’t view any person as
any different just because of where they
were born?” “Of course not,” I am assured,
“because any good modern, educated
man can see that all men are equal, and
there isn’t any good reason to assume that
any person is born better than any other
person.” Quite right. “So tell me,” I ask,
“what do you think of when I say the word
`Nazi soldier.’” Of course, I get a knowing
nod, and a friendly pat on the shoulder.
“Son,” he tells me, “now you can see what
nationalism does to people. I get just so
sick when I think about the Nazi govern-
ment. Because those soldiers were good
boys, a lot of them. But so misguided.
So misguided. Because they believed in
Germany. Nationalism, you see. Couldn’t
see right or wrong, because they believed
so much that they had to be right, just
because of who they are, just because they
were representing the Fatherland. It’s so
sad, to see good young boys misguided by
such poisonous beliefs. I get such a sick
feeling in my stomach to think about it.”
I couldn’t agree with the gentleman
more. But when I asked if he felt the same
way when I said, “U.S. Marine,” he didn’t
want to talk about it anymore, other than
to tell me “that’s different.” But why is it
different? Is it different because the U.S.
Serviceman is somehow more noble than
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the German? Or is a U.S. Marine fighting
for a better cause, a noble cause like drop-
ping atomic bombs on Japanese cities?
Or dowsing the Vietnamese countryside
with Napalm? Or maybe our noble goal is
starving a million Iraqi children? It may
not sound that noble to me and you, but
the Secretary of State assured us that it
was “worth it”.
The disgust that the gentleman felt for
Nazi soldiers was matched only by his
euphoria for American soldiers. But objec-
tively they are the same. They both listen
to orders from their “superiors” to kill and
destroy on command. Like the figure skat-
ers, the only difference between the two
is which uniform they are wearing. They
both fight for the same reason, because
they believe in “my country”. Hitler was
a madman. Alone he could do nothing.
But put him in charge of a bunch of men
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who believe that they are fighting for
this nebulous concept of “Germany”, and
a world war results. And now, five years
into our current occupation of Iraq, war
continues for the exact same reason. The
scourge is divisive nationalism.
So this Olympic year I hope you’ll join
me in pulling for an athlete for no other
reason than that you like his uniform.
Or maybe that you like her smile. Or
maybe its the hair, or the kids, or the wife,
or something else about that athlete.
Something that’s real. Because in the end,
we’re all just simply humans, and we’re all
pretty great.
Except for Brian Orser. He’s stupid.
And silly.
contact Caleb: info@lattitudezine.com
Anarchy in Your Head

Dale Everett

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Q & A: Iglomat
Q = Jimmy Flaherty
A = Scott Macdonald &
David Jack
JF: What the hell is a Iglomat?
SM: Sandy first suggested the name
Iglomat, he nicked it from the Clikitat
Ikatowi song title “Iglomatic” . We’ve just
discovered that ‘Iglomatic’ is something
to do with Ukrainian needle dispensing
machines. So that’s what we are Eastern
European drug dispensers…….and we
didn’t even know it!
Who partakes in such a thing?
There are 3 main participants in Iglomat,
Myself, Scott Macdonald, ex of such rub-
bish bands as I Am Scientist and Pilotcan.,
Sandy Carson who was once in a band
called Glue, not sure if they sniffed it or
not. Perhaps we should invent the glue
dispensing machine for glue sniffers…
.’Igluematt’…oops sorry for crap joke! Last
but no least the real talent, David Jack of
the ‘David Jack band’ much loved by the
great John Peel, god rest his soul. Mind
you we did a Pilotcan session for John Peel
and we were crap!
The way Sandy described it, this thing
was assembled simultaneously through-
out 3(more or less?) separate countries,
how long did the album take to finalize?
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The album took a couple of years to get
together. David and I both live in Scotland
and Sandy is in Texas so the album slowly
evolved over time as we emailed music
files back and fore. I suppose it’s a truly
post modern record in that none it was
written or recorded with any of us all the
country at the same time. It’s definitely a
labour of love for us so there was no time
scale and when it was ready it was ready.
There are a ton of different sounds
coming through on these tracks, what
does an Iglomat equipment list look like?
Not as big as you might think, guitars,
keyboards, bits and bobs of kitchen uten-
sils and a lot of computers. It’s amazing
what you can do with a cheap laptop these
days that would have cost us thousands
in a fancy studio a few years ago. In fact
none of this would have been possible a
few years ago. We’ve developed a strange
way of working that hopefully draws us in
weird directions and comes up with some-
thing original.
We usually start with a sample or an
awkward piece of guitar, and then we
chop that up in the computer to create a
new melody that we probably wouldn’t
have come up with by just jamming. Then
we play over the top of that and put the
results through same process again. David
usually reverses his bass lines as well, just
to make them sound weird. Strange skill
that…playing the bass forwards in such
way that it will still make sense in the
song backwards. So basically we just try
and do everything a bit differently and see
where it takes us….hopefully somewhere
good!
With all the logistics in mind, are there
any chances of a live show happening
anywhere?
We would love to play live but whoever
was promoting the shows would have to
take flights into consideration so probably
not in your local bar soon…..
DJ: DOING A SHOW WOULD INVOLVE US
LEARNING GUITAR PARTS WHICH WERE ONLY
PLAYED ONCE, SO REHEARSING A WHOLE SET
WOULD KIND OF BE LIKE LEARNING A WHOLE
BUNCH OF COVER SONGS! REMEMBERING
WHAT WE ACTUALLY PLAYED WOULD BE QUITE
TROUBLESOME I IMAGINE!
Anyway, back to Scott……….
How’s the response been since the CD
release? I read somewhere MTV2 Europe
was playing the shit out of the Dial
Wookie video.
We’ve had loads of great feedback from
all over, reviewers, myspacers, friends and
family. Mike Manzoori used Dial Wookie
in the new Etnies BMX promo flick and
very kindly (Cheers Mike!)let us use the
best bits from the film as a video. MTV
over here in Europe loved it and it’s been
getting lots of play on MTV2 and MTV
Flux which is great. I keep getting weird
emails from post rock bands in Portugal
and such places saying they love the video,
especially the way we incorporated the
bike noises into the music?! Doh!
Is Iglomat opposed to the kids download-
ing the new CD through bit torrents or
other file sharing technologies?
These thing are always a double edged
sword, on one hand it gets the music out
there so more people can hear it but on
the other we loose out on sales. Personally
I’m not too bothered about file sharing
but I can see why a lot of bands would be
pissed off about it. I guess the powers that
be will put a stop to it one day so get it
while you can!
Where can paying customers get a copy?
The album will be out on general release
from the 2nd of June but you can get it
from most download shops like iTunes etc,
now. If you want to get an early copy of
the CD you can get them from the KFM
Records online store and if your in the
states and don’t want to pay the postage
from the UK you can get them from the
T1 online store.
T1 online store:
http://t1-store.stores.yahoo.net/music.html
KFM Records online store:
http://www.resonancestore.com/kfm/index.
html?s=home&m=&c=viewitem&item_
id=14386
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Ordained By the State:
A Recipe for Failure
Michael Gaddy
My life experiences have taught me to
be more than a little skeptical when it
comes to accepting the words, qualified
or certified, as relates to those who are
“educated.” I am even more suspicious
when those certifications or qualifications
are bestowed by the State. I believe those
words carry far too much weight with
most Americans.
My first experience with this phenom-
enon came at the ripe old age of 18. I had
problems understanding why a 23-year-
old Lieutenant with an Animal Husband-
ry degree from Clemson University, and
less than 7 months in the Army, was more
qualified to lead men into combat than a
40-something sergeant with a 10th grade
education and several years of combat
experience in WWII, Korea, and Vietnam.
What the hell, the Army said he did, and
since they were the representatives of the
omnipotent State, they were the ultimate
authority.
Again in Vietnam, the State ordained
another fiasco. Those in the field came
to call it the “Shake n’ Bake” program.
Qualified mid-level Non-Commissioned
Officers (sergeants), many with more
than a decade in the Army, were leaving
in droves because of the debacle that was
Vietnam. No one with the State had yet
thought of the back door draft called stop-
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loss. To counter this loss of
personnel, the Army/State
designed what to them was
the perfect solution. They
would take a new recruit/
draftee who had scored
high on his Armed Forces
Qualifying Test (AFQT) and place him
in a Non-Commissioned Officers Course.
After 22 weeks of schooling, the candidate
would graduate as an E-5, while the top
5% were made E-6’s. They were immedi-
ately sent to Vietnam and placed in the
position of Platoon Sergeant over soldiers
of lower rank, many of whom had more
time in combat than these “instants” had
in the Army! The resentment was imme-
diate: not exactly healthy or conducive to
success in a combat unit!
Could certifications and qualifications,
when issued by the State; be not a
guarantee of competence, but instead
an indication of an acceptable level
of indoctrination? Where could this
phenomenon be more obvious than in
academia? A person can have years of
experience in a particular field of study,
but be unqualified in the eyes of the State
to impart their knowledge and experience
to students. Without a battery of tolerance
and diversity courses, the State believes
one should never be in the presence of
students seeking an education.
I have often wondered if the State issued
with each certification or qualifica-
tion certificate, a degree of arrogance?
The thought again came to mind when
corresponding with a professor from a
well-known college in one of our South-
ern States. He took issue with my article
comparing the situation in Iraq today
with that in Vietnam in 1968. He went
into great detail to inform me that, “we”
won the Tet offensive. While I was not in
country during Tet, I did attend the 20th
anniversary reunion of the Tet Offensive
in Richmond, Virginia, in January of 1988.
I heard hundreds of veterans of those
battles speak of “surviving” Tet, but I
never once heard them speak of the cam-
paign as a victory.
I assumed that since the professor had
used the word “we” in his email; he was a
veteran. When I questioned him as to his
military service, he became incensed that
one could imagine that made a differ-
ence. His reply was, “Lets see... where was
I ???? That makes a difference, does it?
And you served in Nam? I know another
who did that and he is a traitor.” This
“expert’s” certification certainly came
with an arrogance enhancement.
I also received an email on my first article
at LRC from a professor who is chairman
of a historical society. His comment on
my declaration that “I am an anarchist
as defined by Robert LeFevre,” and that I
saw the government of the Confederacy
responsible for atrocities committed in its
name, was, “What your article proves is:
what was needed was more government,
not less;” I suppose only a “State Certi-
fied” person would be qualified to make
such an assessment.
Several years ago, I met a man from
Colorado who had sold his software en-
gineering company for millions. He was
piloting his own Lear Jet and had flown
into Tucson, Arizona, for the day to play
a round of golf. During conversation, he
told me he had recently gone to a local
university in his hometown and offered
to teach in the Computer Engineering
department, pro bono. He was surprised
when the dean of that department
called him and said, “no thanks.” He was
informed he was not qualified to teach
without proper certification and therefore
the university would not be able to accept
his offer. To the State, actually succeeding
in your chosen field of endeavor does not
equate, in any way, with their bestowed
honor of certification.
If one had a son or daughter wishing to
pursue a career in the computer field, the
wisdom and experience of such a man
would be invaluable. Yet, the system as
it stands, will not allow the benefits of
such wisdom and experience. It is more
important that one receive the proper
Marxist/statist theories and sensitivity
training rather than knowledge which
could provide monetary gain for them-
selves and their families and make them
valuable members of society.
Considering the State’s requirements,
Bill Gates would be deemed unqualified
to teach a course in entrepreneurship
without the proper State indoctrination.
This nation has an abundance of people
with a vast amount of experience in many
fields. They have acquired that level of
practical knowledge as opposed to those
in the teaching profession who have only
dealt with theory. Many of these folks
could make fantastic contributions to the
education of our youth, but to the NEA
and State certification boards, theory and
proper socialist/statist indoctrination is
much more important than experience
and knowledge.
Is it not remarkable that the mere
mention of God is not allowed in our
schools, but the concepts of Statism reign
supreme? We are making a terrible
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mistake by allowing the vetting of teachers
by the State. It is obviously not important
that our children learn anything but the
concepts endorsed by the State!
No matter what perfumed version of social-
ism proposed by government, the results are
the same. The only difference in the much
vaunted education programs of the Clintons
(Goals 2000) and those of the Bush regime
(No child left behind) are their names. The
goals of indoctrination and political correct-
ness are identical, the only difference being
NCLB comes with a much higher price tag.
We have absolutely no chance of ever re-
turning this nation to the one envisioned by
Thomas Jefferson, Patrick Henry and other
true patriots as long as we allow the State to
dictate the standards and the curriculum for
the education of our children. The State and
liberty are diametrically opposed. As long
as the State is in the position of certifying
those who teach, the majority of teachers
will gravitate to the oppressive doctrines
that lead to slavery and our children will
never know why our founders intended this
country to be a Constitutional Republic and
not a democracy.

I have heard and read many in this country

that say they are aware of the shortcomings Michael Gaddy, an Army veteran of Vietnam,
of the schools, but they supplement their
Grenada, and Beirut, lives in the Four Corners
children’s education at home. This is a tragic
mistake. You may be able to give your chil- area of the American Southwest.
dren more knowledge at home, but how are
you going to combat 6 hours of liberal/so-
cialist/statist indoctrination? That equates to
30 hours each week. How many of us have
that amount of time with our children?

One of the despotic acts by King George III

that led to many leaving England and com-
ing to the new world was the requirement
that all preachers/ministers be licensed
and sanctioned by the crown. This insured
only the doctrine of the crown was dissemi-
nated to the masses: how convenient here
in America for the State’s indoctrination to
begin at age 5 or 6.

Our children’s minds are being stolen and

poisoned by State ordained teachers and
professors who have inherited a whole
stable of sacred cows they revere and honor.
There are notable exceptions, such as Pro-
fessors Thomas DiLorenzo, Clyde Wilson,
Thomas Woods, William Anderson, Butler
Shaffer and Special Education Teacher
Linda Schrock Taylor, but they are in a
most distinct minority. Steven Yates writes a
most compelling piece on why anyone who
genuinely cares about their children should
get them out of the clutches of the legions
of statists.

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