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Corporate Freeloaders – Just Turning A Buck & Being Frank

Posted in Rage Against The Machine with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 27, 2008 by Buck Frain

Corporate freeloading is at an all time high, it seems to me that the world is filled with two types of people: the poor who, despite my reasonably comfortable western existence, I consider myself one of; and the rich who, it seems, are all lying, shit-sucking, opportunist arseholes who should all be butchered like pigs.

 

I went for a job interview today, in a desperate effort to improve my life and find some greater level of contentment or even happiness. I realise that might gravely change the complexion of this blog but I’m happy to hazard that, call me selfish.

 

This was an interview for a real job, at a real company, with supposedly real people doing something that possibly might be challenging, interesting and not leave me with a musty residue of self-loathing I need to douse liberally with beer after every shift. I mean, wouldn’t it be great to go to work for people you like, doing something you believe in? That’d be fuckin’ brilliant! So, I was excited and a little nervous as I sat in a plush leather seat in the waiting room. The receptionist had been friendly in a disarmingly genuine way and I felt…at home…for a while.

 

A genial man I’ll call Frank, because that’s his name, greeted me and led me into a meeting room with a panel of four other executives all sat behind a large table at one end of which sat a video camera. Introductions, I sat, all very friendly, hmm…the camera watched silently. Frank handed me a piece of paper,

 

Would you mind filling this out? We’d like to video the interview for training purposes, it’s just a waiver.

 

I stared at the piece of paper for a little while. I was thrown, I wasn’t expecting this and I didn’t know how to react. I looked up at the panel and then back at the waiver. I couldn’t focus clearly with the panel scrutinizing me to read it properly but it said something to the effect that they would be able to use the video in-house pretty much as they saw fit and that I wouldn’t be making any cash out of it. Nah…it just didn’t sit right.

 

Hey look, um…I don’t really feel comfortable with this…

 

I indicated the camera and waiver.

 

That’s fine, that’s fine, let’s just get down to business.

 

I got the feeling it kinda wasn’t fine. I’d ear-marked myself as a trouble maker, I was definitely not a company man, I couldn’t be trusted to toe the line. The rest of the interview went smoothly, I guess, pleasant goodbyes, exit.

 

The further I got from the office, the angrier I got. What the steaming shit sandwich was that all about? In the old days they would get actors – not famous ones – to do corporate training videos, and they’d pay them with money – not much money. These cunts wanted me to provide them with training tools for free without even the guarantee of a job. What the fuck is that about? How much more disgustingly opportunistic could they be? Exploiting people who want jobs for company interviewer training materials. Was it a test? Was that part of the deal, if you don’t agree to be filmed we won’t even consider you for the position? And what the stapled pissflaps else were they going to use the video for? Maybe a mood lightener after lunch at boring seminars: And here’s some of the useless shit-sacks we DIDN”T hire this year! Was I to be part of an Idol-style montage of losers to entertain soulless obese executives. By this stage, I wasn’t just a bit narky about it, I was royally fucked off! I wanted to call that smarmy prick, Frank, and tell him:

 

Hey Frank, I’ve had a think about it and y’know what? You can use the video, that’s fine with me, on one condition. That you and the other members of your panel each eat a full teaspoon of my shit. How’s that sound, Frank? I’ll even bring the spoons! Ya fuckin’ CUNT! GET FUCKED!!!

 

I had the mobile in my hand. I had the number on my screen. I didn’t want their job any more so it wasn’t about not wanting to burn bridges, I just realised that Frank wouldn’t get it. The Franks of the world won’t understand people’s indignation at corporate exploitation and even if they did, The Franks probably wouldn’t care.

 

I have never met an honest rich person. Is that just how it works?

The AMA – Saving Your Life, Stealing Your Freedom.

Posted in Rage Against The Machine with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 2, 2008 by Buck Frain

The Australian Medical Association should have the absolute fuck kicked out of it for being a bunch of Orwellian wank-stains and insulting to the rights of free people. Who the fuck do they think they are? They’re in the paper this weekend calling for the government to ban the funding of any film, play or piece of art that contains smoking. The Australian arts industry is small and relies heavily on government funding. In this move the AMA seek to censor artistic expression and control the reflection of society being presented by artists. They are, in effect, calling for an end to free expression, and why? Because people get addicted to cigarettes and die. Big fucking deal! People get killed by cars, are they going to seek an end to car chase scenes as well? Of course not, they know everyone would tell them to fuck off which is pretty much what’s happening anyway.

If the government were to rise to the bait, what the fuck would we be allowed to see in our entertainment? People working out and eating properly? Fuck – that sounds like a great fucking film! Yeah Doc, I’ll fork out $15 to watch smug shit-sacks being perfect while all around my real life the world goes to hell. FUCK YOU, and thanks for killing the Aussie film industry, you miserable CUNT!

I used to smoke cigarettes. I smoked a pack a day for fifteen years and two years ago I stopped. I didn’t start smoking because of movies, I started because I liked the smell. I hate smoking, I hate the addiction, but I believe it is everyone’s right to choose for themselves. Freedom is all about choice. I don’t put down or look down on my friends who smoke and I consider them just as much a part of this society as I am. Smokers are already pariahs, huddled together, dejected and despised outside buildings in the freezing cold, the AMA would make them invisible too.

As an adult in a free society, I should be able to do pretty much whatever I want providing it doesn’t negatively impact anyone else’s right to do whatever they want. If I choose to smoke surely that is my right as an adult. This right is not the one under threat, the right to see a fictional depiction of person smoking tobacco, something that actually happens, is what the AMA would remove from us. They want to remove artists’ rights to reflect certain elements of the society they live in. These guys are a bunch of doctors, yeah? Fuck-head meddling doctors with no concept of the importance of art in defining cultural identity. They should stick to medicine and making people well. Have you cunts cured cancer yet? No? Well, get back to fucking work and leave artistic content to artists, you useless fuckbags! What value does good health have when you have no freedom left to enjoy with it?

Teaching Our Children How To Be Failures At Life.

Posted in Rage Against The Machine with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 9, 2008 by Buck Frain

Small-minded sexually repressed fuckwits! Man, I fuckin’ hate them so much. Trying to pretend that no-one ever has sex and if they do they certainly don’t enjoy it, and God forbid, if they were in a moment of weakness to actually enjoy it, they’d be plagued with guilt and never speak of it again. That’s the way: Back to Victorian values! Should we put skirts on the piano legs so no-one gets a stiffy? GET FUCKED!!! 

Here’s an article I read today about Lynne Tziolas, a 24 year old primary school teacher who has been fired for appearing in a Cleo magazine article. Yes, the article is about sex. Yes, it features a tame nude photo of Ms Tziolas and her husband. But it appears in an adult magazine, theoretically kept out of primary-age childrens’ reach. She was fired because of some complaints from offended parents. There has never been any suggestion that her behaviour or work as a teacher has been anything less than excellent. 

What the FUCK??? 

Is sex bad? Is the human form a point of shame? Where do children come from anyway? I mean, surely even the offended parents must have gotten laid at some point. Who the shit are these people? The stupidity of this makes me lose my mind. Your primary school kids learn all about war and crime and violence and all manner of brutality – hey, that’s just the TV, surviving school’s much worse – and yet concerned parents lose their shit at the thought that their kids’ teacher is fucking, despite the fact that the kids are oblivious to it. Why? Oh my God! My child’s teacher fucks her husband. Can you believe that? Her husband! I just read it here. Neither of them are fat either, it’s obscene ! And they’re married. Ew! Perverts, I’m not letting her near MY baby! What is the real problem? Is that she has sex? Or is it that she enjoys it? Or is it that she speaks about it in a adult forum and isn’t ashamed of her body? Do any of these things matter at all? And what the fuck are we saying, that only virgins should teach children? Only celibate people should be teachers? Fuck, that’s a great idea – just ask anyone who went to a Catholic school! Hah! 

From my dusty recollection of how unjust and belittling a misery school could be, the teachers I liked, who were human and understanding, who inspired respect and taught me useful things, were also the ones who, in retrospect, I suspect as most likely of having had some semblance of sex life. It was the mean-spirited arseholes who’d never had a sniff of romance, love or sex who you had to watch out for. The misanthropic bastards who begrudged you your childhood and hated the happiness you exuded. Their whole mission was about crushing that beautiful, innocent spirit before it lead you anywhere near a happy life. Excising imagination and inquisitiveness wherever they emerged lest they spread to the other children like a disease. Do we really want more of those people teaching our kids? 

When I have kids I hope they have teachers who are healthy, happy people with good relationships and fulfilling lives outside the school. People who choose to be teachers because of a passion for helping young people develop into healthy, happy, well-adjusted adults. That, I fear, is unlikely as teachers’ pay is shit, so many of the good ones go on to other professions, and when schools are being run by soft-cock sycophants like The Principal at Narraweena Public School, what hope is there that you can actually do your job and have a normal life?

For fuck’s sake, what does an innocent magazine article about healthy, natural, acceptable-even-to-God-if-you-care-what-he-thinks sexuality have to do with a person’s ability to function as a teacher? She’s not telling the kids about it – No, Johnny, a figure 8 with your tongue, that still feels like a 1…  Fucking hell, what century is this? If I was the Principal who got the calls from those uptight puritan FUCKHEADS about a good teacher, I’d tell them to buy a good-sized mettwurst and GO FUCK THEMSELVES!!!

Miley Vs. G-Bay – This Week In The News

Posted in Rage Against The Machine with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 3, 2008 by Buck Frain

With all the pants-pissing over Miley Cyrus’ Vanity Fair pics, some real news all but escaped notice in the west.

 

Sami al-Haj, a Sudanese cameraman for Al-Jazeera, was released from the U.S. concentration camp at Guantanamo Bay after spending 6 years, the last 16 months of which he was on hunger strike, without charge. This man was a journalist, a reporter, imprisoned for no reason other than the fact that he was a muslim reporting on U.S. human rights violations in Afghanistan in 2001. He was never alleged to have hurt anyone nor proven to have engaged in any unlawful behaviour, however he was imprisoned, without trial or charge, tortured and deprived of the most basic human rights afforded even the most vicious rapists and murderers. For 6 years. The U.S. government still will not admit that they’ve let him go, they simply say that they have “transferred” the prisoner to his own government. The Sudanese authorities have politely indicated that they see no reason (other than his health) why he cannot return to his previous life.

 

The USA prides itself of being a paragon of virtue and freedom and yet is guilty of some of the most abhorrent human rights abuses seen in recent times. It will quickly jump to condemn other nations or groups for their transgressions but appears completely untouchable itself when committing the same and worse offences. Don’t worry, I’m not just America-bashing, John Howard’s Australia was a perversely willing accomplice to the international crimes of the United States, even when those crimes were perpetrated against one of our own citizens, David Hicks. Hicks rotted in Guantanamo for 6 years before finally being broken to confessing crimes in a desperate effort to get out. Physically and mentally devastated, he returned home a criminal to serve more prison time, and legally gagged from ever talking about elements of his ordeal. Australia could have secured his release instantly simply by asking for him back. John Howard flatly refused say a word until 51% of the population of Australia demanded he do something. But this is not news.

 

Guantanamo Bay is not news, Miley Cyrus is. The citizens of Australia, the UK and the USA are happy to be scandalised by seductive photos of a near-naked 15 year-old. We can safely fear the sexualisation of our children and suspect our menfolk of paedophilia (it’s a great photo). We can rail against the parents who pimp their children to the entertainment industry and we can be fucked off with Billy Ray Cyrus because we fucking hated Achey Breaky Heart and hoped we’d never see the lousy shit-sack ever again. The reason this is safe news and these are safe fears is because they don’t require we think about the fact that the values that underpin our societies have been abandoned. Our governments engage in illegal wars and routinely flout the values they extol. They are the worst possible kinds of criminals, hypocrites and evil-doers, perpetrating hideous crimes against humanity for financial gain thinly disguised as moral imperative. We have become the world’s bad guys. By continuing to support these democratically elected monsters we have become the bad guys. That’s just a bit too much to deal with, isn’t it? She’s hot, am I a paedo? That’s a bit easier.

 

But what happens when you do this to people? I mean, lock them up for free and torture them for years on end. What sort of person does that produce? It’s been well documented that legitimate, civilised prisons produce very angry people. What do concentration camps do? Well if you believe reports from Dubai this week, a Kuwaiti man released from Guantanamo in 2005 blew the fuck out himself and some others in a suicide bombing in Iraq recently. We can assume he wasn’t guilty of anything before going to G-Bay, because if there was even a remote possibility of his guilt he’d either still be there, or in prison, or dead. Regardless of the man’s beliefs before going to G-Bay we know he never blew himself up before. Did G-Bay produce a suicide bomber? Is Guantanamo Bay a terrorist factory?

 

I don’t know. I do know that if I was locked up for no reason, deprived of sleep, exercise or counsel. If I was held never knowing if I’d ever get out, never knowing why. If I was routinely interrogated and tortured. If this went on for years. And if then one day they let me out …I’d probably be a bit miffed. Especially if the people who locked me up still ruled the world, and if they still had all their power despite abusing it so reprehensibly…I don’t know…I might be the angriest bastard on the fuckin’ planet. I would not forgive, I would not forget and I may well dedicate the rest of my life to hurting them in any way that I could. Obviously, you can’t have a stand-up fight with a super power, they’re way too big. You have no choice but to fight dirty. I don’t know but I reckon I could be pissed off enough to blow myself to pieces if I thought I could take a couple of the cunts with me in the process.

 

I’m a big fan of life, but if I was angry enough I wouldn’t need the promise of glory in the afterlife to want to fuck people’s shit up. I’d just do it to even the scale a bit.

Connex – Making Money From Alienation And Violence

Posted in Rage Against The Machine with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 23, 2008 by Buck Frain

What the cunting Jesus do Connex think they’re playing at? According to this article in The Age last weekend, a group of their Authorised Officers (AO’s) have hospitalised a man who had a valid ticket and concession card because he refused to give them more personal information than he was legally required to. They dragged him out of the train on to a deserted platform and proceeded to beat the shit out of him. When challenged by a concerned resident who heard the victim’s cries, they claimed to be the police and told her to go away.

Stories like this are far too familiar although few of them reach the media. I have a friend who was on a train late at night when four or five burly AO’s confronted a lone teenager and stood over him prodding and threatening when he couldn’t find his concession card. When my friend, the only other person in the carriage, concerned that the young man was being unduly intimidated asked him if he was OK, the officers turned on the defender. They told my friend he was interfering with their work and that they were going to fine him for impeding official business. He tried to explain that he was concerned for a young man who appeared scared. They dragged my friend off the train (yes, he did have a valid ticket and, no, he had not done or said anything inappropriate) at the next station, once again a deserted platform, where one officer punched him in the face and another kneed him in the chest, knocking him to the ground before threatening to do further harm if he got up. My friend stayed down, went home and made no official mention of the incident.

Many incidents don’t get reported because with AO’s working in gangs of 4 or more, they have the strength of numbers. 6 people with uniforms telling the same story against one person with no witnesses. What’s the point in contesting it? The propaganda is pasted all over the trains about what they’re allowed to do and when they choose to extend the boundaries of their powers, what can an ordinary member of the public do?

It would seem these Gestapo-like goons are just part of the great new public transport plan. There’s Metlink’s ongoing publicity against the Fare Evader. What the fuck? Every customer on trains is exposed to this insulting campaign that assumes a level of criminality in everyone. I used to buy tickets all the time but I don’t now because I’m sick to death of being patronised and insulted. Fuck that! Treat me like a criminal and I’ll fucking act like one.

A former Connex employee tells me that even if everyone paid for tickets all the time Connex would still lose money. They pump up the figures of loss due to fare evasion to illicit public sympathy and to justify a policy of mob-like standover tactics. Their real revenue, what gets them over the line is fines! Yes, they rely on people NOT buying tickets because the fines are worth more than ticket sales! Think about it: one fine equals over forty passengers on two-hour full-fare tickets – pretty good way to beef up the day’s takings. They deliberately put a publicity campaign in place that disenfranchises their customers and then further fuck us off by openly treating us like prison-fodder with their thugs threatening, harassing and assaulting anyone who even vaguely steps out of line or questions their actions. Connex don’t provide the service that we’re paying for, trains routinely being either late or early and their frequently cancelling services without notice. They’re unaccountable, untouchable and openly hostile. The natural human reaction is to protest in the easiest way available – not buying a ticket. I mean why not? Fuck them, the multi-national bastards. Connex doesn’t give a fuck about the people of Victoria.

It’s nothing short of robbery. Isn’t Public Transport social infrastructure? Until the government sold it, we paid for it not only with tickets but with taxes, we owned it. It never had to be profitable because it was something we deemed a benefit to society and we wore the cost. The whole PT culture has changed, every tram used to have a conductor. He’d sell you a ticket, tell you where you needed to change or get off, he’d ask undesirables to leave. Everyone bought tickets and without contest because he provided a service as well as being a point of sale. It was civilised and human. It was socially inclusive.

These AO’s are the outward expression of a PT system that is cynical, punitive and criminally violent. They’re complete arseholes. Not smart enough to be cops, not tough enough to be bouncers, they’re like parking inspectors with a license-to-detain. They flock onto already-over-crowded carriages and fuck with people who are already shat that they’re an hour late, and then have to put up with some stink-mouthed fuckhole barking at them to see a ticket they should never have paid for. I can’t wait for the inevitable day when AO’s unwittingly pick on someone with some self-defence knowledge and get the absolute cunt kicked out of them.

One person confronted by six can get away with using quite a lot of force in self-defence, and since we know AO’s routinely abuse their power it is quite reasonable to think that you may be in serious physical danger if surrounded by AO’s, especially if you’re in a deserted environment. So, theoretically, it may be possible to get away with killing one of the bastards even if you got caught. This little piece from the College Of Law at ANU’s website offers a small ray of hope:

Burden of Proof in Action: a case of self defence.

Lets examine how the evidential burden operates through the example of a killing which the defendant claims was done in self-defence. The legal burden rest with the prosecution to prove all the elements of the offence of murder: the killing was intentional, defendant’s act caused the death etc. To allow the jury to consider self-defence, the defendant must adduce some evidence to support that argument: some evidence that the killing was a reasonable response to the act of the victim. The defendant does not have to prove that it was self defence. If there is sufficient evidence for the issue to be considered, the prosecution bears the legal burden to prove that the killing was not in self-defence.

Well, it’s food for thought. I’m not suggesting that anyone should go around hurting other people, please remember that violence is not a solution unless you’re getting paid for it. However, if you know anyone who has bashed a Connex officer, let me know, I need a good laugh. I’m don’t think I’m gonna bash anyone. I wish I could sometimes, but sadly I never learnt the skills – the kicks-to-the-knee, the pressure points. Damn…all that wasted youth. I’m just gonna fire up the PS3, shoot some virtual cunts and dream of freedom. Die you grey-coated fucks!

 

McDonald’s – Corporate Paedophiles

Posted in Rage Against The Machine with tags , , , on March 26, 2008 by Buck Frain

 

Baby Ronald

Fuck you, McDonald’s, you cunts! You pedlars of clown food, you corporate paedophiles. You purveyors of obesity for the masses. Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!

There are so many reasons to hate a company like McDonald’s. Nowadays it’s more mainstream to hate them than it is to eat their food. Not that their business is suffering any – amazing considering the bad press and the docos. I mean, we all know their food has little more nutritional worth going in than it does on the way out. We all know that most of the people who claim to eat the healthy options are just lying to cover their burger-shame. We all know that the McMarketing Machine has spent the last few decades dedicated to indoctrinating children to lust after a potentially lethal diet, and that they’ve done so by selling shit in the guise of fun, friends, toys and a dodgy-looking clown.

Even the tobacco companies (when they were allowed to advertise) had the decency to aim their product at adults who, at least in theory, have the ability to think for themselves. What the hell kind of society lets a corporation make its coin poisoning children. I realise a lone cheeseburger never killed anyone, but the constant barrage of advertising across mass media has more impact on young minds than anyone dares speak about – perhaps for fear of being sued, but most probably because they’re too busy stuffing their holes with double quarter pounders and telling their hyperactive offspring to shut the fuck up and eat their fries.

But seriously, McDonald’s is a good corporate citizen. They don’t do super-size anymore. For fuck’s sake! Ronald McDonald House and an Olympic logo buy forgiveness for everything else. What the fuck? Even religion can’t manage scams like that. The church offers salvation and eternal life – still we still get upset when they finger the kiddies. McDonald’s bandy some logos around and show us a clown and we’ll happily buy morbid obesity and arse cancer for our kids with a plastic toy to promote some fucking movie we don’t want to see.

Why is there no Responsible Serving Of Food Legislation? Currently in Australia, people selling alcohol have to, by law, be certified that they are responsible in who they serve it to, and under what circumstances. Why should this not apply to food service too? Hah! That’d be great. I can just see a pimply teenager saying to the 25-stone behemoth at the counter: I’m sorry sir, I think you’ve had enough. Or: I can serve you but the little girl’s gonna have to leave, she’s just too big, mate. Can you imagine the outcry? All the fatties of the world would unite in a great chorus of: But it’s glandular! Glandular? Bullshit! You’re a gluttonous fat cunt, you’re stuffing your face every chance you get and weeping into your cheesecake. You’re a family-size food-junkie who’s shaping up to bankrupt the health system! I’m just big boned. Get fucked! When was the last time bones obscured your genitalia? The reason you don’t see it is because they’ve been fucking you since you were born.The clown is not your friend, he is killing you.

Why aren’t people up in arms about McDonald’s? Why aren’t the fuckers getting petrol-bombed? Is it apathy or just indoctrination? If you care at all I urge you: write to your MP, pass petitions around your to friends, families and colleagues, let the powers-that-be know that advertising to children is WRONG and shouldn’t be tolerated in a civilised society. We need companies like McDonald’s regulated before they turn our country into a nation of mindless, shit-sucking, fat bastards. Hmmm, maybe too late for that.

Does anyone remember Stephen King’s It? Wanna Big Mac, Georgie? They float. They all float and when you’re as fat as a fuckin’ house and they flush your bloated carcass out to sea to keep the Japanese off the whales, YOU’LL FLOAT TOO!