A Freebie from Freemont

There’s been much discussion over the use of vulgarity within the world of Freemont over the last few weeks. And, quite frankly, I’m getting fucking sick of it. If you tuned into Roger Nicholson’s show this past Sunday you saw this discussion first hand as we tried to hash it out with the Executive Director of CCTV, Susan Fleischmann. Susan was a good sport to come on air with us and I think it provided for some interesting real life content for the show. But, I also feel that it is necessary for me to further clarify here the purpose behind my use of vulgarity on this blog. Because it will become quite important as I move forward with the creation of my own program, The Freemont Show, which will air on Somerville Community Access Television in the weeks ahead and will be a cleaned-up version of what you may have caught on CCTV and read on this blog.

Let me start by saying that every revolutionary like myself knows that vulgarity is an important part of the revolution. That is because the human experience can be brought down to its most basic level when we completely free ourselves from such societal constraints such as the ambiguous obscenity standards that exist within the United States of America. As a radical, I believe in a revolution in which the middleclass must embrace the vulgarity and the abrasiveness that exists on the streets among the poor and downtrodden folks of our community. By doing this, they will be able to more freely open themselves up to joining with the lower classes in the revolutionary fight of restoring the power back to the people—a power that has been politically highjacked by the wealthiest people of this nation for decades. For me, vulgarity is the focal point at which we radicals must make a connection with the middleclass because it is the everyday willingness of the middleclass to adhere to the cultural norms of the rich and powerful that prevents the progress of a revolution. And, until the middleclass realizes this, the revolution will not be able to achieve its fullest potential for success.

The opposite of a revolution is the maintenance of the status quo by the rich and powerful. Therefore, it is in the best interest of the rich to preserve a middleclass that is both obedient and apathetic. Only when the middleclass becomes willing to embrace the culture of the struggle (by shedding their loyalty to the social standards that are dictated by the rich) will they be ready to join our revolution. I believe that the easiest way to crack the middleclass’s shell of social apathy is through the use of vulgar and sexual politics. That is why I embrace the use of vulgarity with open arms and that is why, within this blog, I aim to create political satire through the use of vulgar words and images. I am not simply trying to shock. My goal is not to pollute the minds of America’s youth. Instead, I am working to change the way that people think about the world around them and how they confront the political challenges that continue to prevent a more rich state of social equality within the United States of America. So, despite possessing a dirty mouth that could use a good soap washing, I also lay claim to a mind that is deeply concerned with the advancement of equality and firmly founded in the intellectualism of social thought. 

That is my philosophy on vulgarity. And, as I move ahead with The Freemont Show, I will adhere to the rules of Somerville Public Access Television in order to spread the Good News of Freemont Barrington over their local airwaves. But know that the true nature of my revolution will remain here on this blog and on the tongues of the people that make up the Friends of Freemont across this battered nation.

Power to the Friends of Free,

Mr. Freemont Barrington   

In my last blog I mentioned in its conclusion that it is my belief that both the right (embodied in the vigor of the tea party movement) and the left (encouraged by the outdated concepts of the NAACP) are similarly missing the point with their separate political agendas. The result is that we as a nation (right and left) will continue to be lost inside of this back-and-forth bullshit and will never realize the truth that would allow us to rise up against our true oppressors within the system. This notion can be seen very clearly for me after the events that took place in relation to the NAACP’s reaction to possible Tea Party racism and Mark Williams’s departure from the group after making statements that were perceived by both the left and the right to be offensive.

If you are unfamiliar with the story, Mark’s response to the NAACP request for the Tea Party to rid itself of its extreme racist elements was the following piece of satire, which is a theoretical letter from a NAACP member to Abraham Lincoln:

Dear Mr. Lincoln

We Coloreds have taken a vote and decided that we don’t cotton to that whole emancipation thing. Freedom means having to work for real, think for ourselves, and take consequences along with the rewards. That is just far too much to ask of us Colored People and we demand that it stop!

In fact we held a big meeting and took a vote in Kansas City this week. We voted to condemn a political revival of that old abolitionist spirit called the ‘tea party movement’.

The tea party position to “end the bailouts” for example is just silly. Bailouts are just big money welfare and isn’t that what we want all Coloreds to strive for? What kind of racist would want to end big money welfare? What they need to do is start handing the bail outs directly to us coloreds! Of course, the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People is the only responsible party that should be granted the right to disperse the funds.

And the ridiculous idea of “reduce[ing] the size and intrusiveness of government.” What kind of massa would ever not want to control my life? As Coloreds we must have somebody care for us otherwise we would be on our own, have to think for ourselves and make decisions!

The racist tea parties also demand that the government “stop the out of control spending.” Again, they directly target coloreds. That means we Coloreds would have to compete for jobs like everybody else and that is just not right.

Perhaps the most racist point of all in the tea parties is their demand that government “stop raising our taxes.” That is outrageous! How will we coloreds ever get a wide screen TV in every room if non-coloreds get to keep what they earn? Totally racist! The tea party expects coloreds to be productive members of society?

Mr. Lincoln, you were the greatest racist ever. We had a great gig. Three squares, room and board, all our decisions made by the massa in the house. Please repeal the 13th and 14th Amendments and let us get back to where we belong.

Sincerely

Precious Ben Jealous, Tom’s Nephew

NAACP Head Colored Person

Let me first say that I defend Mark Williams’s claim that the above posting was satire. It was extremely bad satire (I do much better), but it was satire nonetheless. I would even go as far to say that this might be the most creative piece of literature that I have seen come out of the Tea Party movement. No matter what you believe about his intention, at least this website posting made you think. And this may be the first time I have had to use any small part of my brain when reading something made by a Tea Party patriot. Normally, the ambiguous cookie-cutter talking points that are spewed forth from the Tea Party work to fog up any glimpse you might get of a coherent political agenda (Sarah Palin’s Energy / Budget Tax Cuts / Lift Americans Spirit comes to mind). But this piece at least put some meat on the bones of an otherwise mindless group of complete fucking morons. Don’t get me wrong—I think the Mark Williams’s and Andrew Breitbart’s of the world are opportunistic douche bags—but at least they have a plan of action.

As you can imagine, the liberal (and conservative) backlash to Williams’s above website posting was predictably quick. And the result was that his faction of the Tea Party (known as the Tea Party Express) was disbanded from the Tea Party Federation. But I am here (and will remain here) to say that all of this uproar is simply reactionary bullshit on the behalf of both the liberals and the conservatives. We must be a country that gets past the notion that symbolic racial victories lead to progress when the reality is that systemic change is what we actually need to strive for. We must try to forge ahead when it comes to the concept of race (as hard as that may be) and recognize that it is the steep imbalance between the classes of this country that is the real reason why a unified revolution of the people must occur.

Now, I don’t expect any of the Tea Party followers to embrace many of the concepts that I have put forth. And, if they do, it would only be lost in translation and stuffed inside the bloated bullshit of one of their mindless talking points. But, once upon a time, it used to be the organizations like the NAACP, founded on the noble ideals of social equality, that understood the importance in my argument. Today, they only rely upon outdated political tactics to maintain the power that they hold rather than fighting for the real causes of their forgotten revolution. And it is within this thick atmosphere, saturated by the smell of stale bullshit, that our true sense of purpose has been lost in the mindless and reactionary malaise of got-ya politics.

So, you can yell socialist and you can yell racist, but I will onlyyell revolution until I’m cut up into small pieces and fed to the hungry dogs that wait for me out back.

FreeB. 

I’ve been getting a lot of criticism from the Friends of Freemont about not attending the God Hates Fags rally that occurred in Boston last weekend. Despite apologizing on this blog for a camera battery issue (which has since been rectified) some people seem to think that I should have made the trip to the rally cameraless with a pen and paper. So, let me just address these so-called Friends of Free, who are really friends in name only and are actually just gutless cowards who stand on the sidelines of my revolution, hoping that they might grab onto my ball hair when this thing takes off.

While the God Hates Fags people are a hilarious lot that would have provided easy content for this blog, I am not that interested in their storyline. It’s been done before—from the Howard Stern show to the very talented Roger Nicholson of the Cambridge Rag whose work I posted below. Sure, I would have provided you all with a cheap laugh. And I am certainly not above doing that. But, if you’ve read this fucking blog lately (which many of my so-called friends have not) you would know that I am after a far greater prize. The Gods Hates Fags people are a dying bunch of bigots who grow weaker and weaker within the United States and carry absolutely no political influence what so ever.

The underlying theme of this blog, beneath the vulgarity and genius of it all, is the battle between the classes. In the year 2010, we have been made to be nothing more than lab rats that toil and fight with one another so that we won’t join together to escape our imprisonment. My vision for the revolution does not hinge on the idea of exposing the blatant bigotries that still exist in this world. My revolution hinges on the concept that the real bigotry that exists today has become instutionalized within the system. This form of bigotry is the natural result of corrupt bureaucracies whose goal is to control our lives in order to exponentially improve their social standings with each generation. And until we are able to recognize these institutional forms of bigotry and repression (which are our real enemies), we will be unable to begin my revolution and will only be pigs rolling around in the brief success of our own shit.

In other words, I am not looking for my twenty minutes of fame here. I am not hoping for my next YouTube posting to go viral. What I’m looking to do is start a fucking social revolution. And I will do that on my own fucking terms because I seem to be the only prick willing to do it. I will spread the fucking legs of the revolution and I will kiss it on its lips. And if any of you assholes are willing to join me when the moment is upon us, you shall be thusly rewarded. But, if you’re going to sit back on your Craigslist-bought sofa with your processed American cheese in the freezer and say that I missed a fucking bombshell interview with the God fucking Hates Fags people, then perhaps you should hand in your Friends of Freemont card. Because you can walk in all the Gay Pride parades you want to, but, if you don’t understand the root of the problems that confront us, you might as well be baking a cake for you new yuppie neighbors. Symbolic victories will not advance the revolution and this ride is not made for want-to-be pussies. It’s for those who want to change the future. Lest you forget who the fuck is in charge here.

A Royal Notice from the King Himself

Sir Robert Freemont Barrington, III

Leave your mark, Friends of Free. The revolution will be sloppy and vulgar.

I was scoffed at a bit this week by many coffee-drinking, PC-abiding liberal fart blog heads who disagreed with the last couple of posts that I made. For the most part, these knee-jerk liberals remain confident in our President and they disagree with my former remarks. Some of their arguments against me include: their disagreement with my notion that the Democrats made no political ground with the healthcare summit; their refusal of the idea that the healthcare bill is still incapable of passing; their distaste for my use of the word ‘PUSSY’ when describing the Democrats’ political behavior; and their outright rejection of my underlying support of radical and anarchistic methods to bring about political protest.

Well, I must say, this is the fight that I fucking love fighting. Because sometimes it’s just a whole lot more fun fighting against these liberal faggots than against the empty black hole of conservatism. I remain a proud supporter of gay rights, but as an activist I will say that there are certain situations where I reserve the right to use the ‘F’ word. One is in satire when confronting the bigoted attitudes of conservatives who speak out against gay rights. The other is when describing these lazy, uncreative, PC liberals who drag down the progress of the real leftist fight and point towards symbolic victories of rejecting singular words like faggot. To these such liberals, I say: stop being a bunch of fags and listen up because pussy-footing around the real cause ain’t going to help your prophet of change up there on Capital Hill.

I stand by my previous comments: I do believe that the Democrats have been pussies over this past long year of this healthcare debate; I do think that the healthcare summit did nothing to sell the Democrats’ healthcare plan to an undecided America; and I do, still, believe that the only way that we shall win in advancing our leftist agenda is by shouting a whole lot fucking louder than our opposition and not by continuing to let this conservative movement walk across the country scaring the American public into a confused submission while treading all over the integrity of the middle class and poverty-stricken people of this nation. This past year has been the result of a complete lack of effort on behalf of the combatant left.

So, when the President speaks to the American people and says that he is going to push on with his healthcare reform agenda, I’m sorry if I have mixed feelings, you worthless liberal fuckwads. But I do. I have mixed feelings because, even though I admire this very politically risky move by the White House to pass such broad sweeping reform bill through Congress with a simple majority, I am completely insensed that it has taken this long as we’ve gone through an entire year of innumerable bad decisions and countless political balks just to get to this point. This entire year has been a complete failure on behalf of the left. Liberal bloggers remain uncreative and unproductive. They revolt against Democrats for playing politics while offering no movement that defies the forces working against their own liberal ideas. They are a waist and a stain on the real movement. And they let these conservatives walk all over them as they storm the fucking capital building.

The President claims that he is forging ahead with his sweeping healthcare reform not because it is good politics but because it is the right thing to do. And for this, I must say, I do commend him. It is certainly the Obama who was voted for. But, the simple fact that it has taken this fucking long and the idea that the process of reconciliation is still—to say the least—very much up in the fucking air is ABSOLUTELY INSANE.

47 MILLION Americans (say it with me now) 47 MILLION citizens of the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA are without health insurance. And these centrists and these blue dog fucks will drag their feet to reconciliation, kicking and screaming, while the liberals continue to allow this fear mongering conservative movement tread its trail across America without any defiant challenge against them. It’s all bullshit, Friends of Freemont. And we’ve sat around and taken it for far too long. I stand by everything that I’ve said thus far. And I urge you all to make your imprint on this American landscape. Let the intellectual and the tired and beaten people of this world unite. And, in the weeks coming, I want you to join me to make your mark.

I AM the mother fucking revolution.

- Freemont Barrington

Friends of Freemont,

After being dark for a while inside another one of my self-reflective weeks, I have emerged still a bit caught up in the skull fuck state of things, but somewhat enlightened and very much eager to push forward through this treacherous road of shit because, Friends of Free, we have no other choice but to.

In doing so, one of the things that I’ve decided to include in this blog from now on is the perspective of various local struggles to be mixed in with those on the national level. Perhaps I have been remiss in my duties as a radical by not doing this as often in the past. It was an intentional maneuver on my part to conceal my location and mask my anti-systemic agenda, which is often picked up by the local authorities and FBI. However, it seems this approach has steered me away from my responsibilities as an activist.

The solution then, as it seems to me, lies in the importance of frequent YouTube posts where I will take up topics of plight with my local friends of the Boston, Massachusetts area in delightful, spontaneous vignettes of revolutionary and bohemian goodness. Despite the erratic and manic work schedule that I keep, I am confident that these jewels of broadcast genius can be produced on the regular for you fine folks. And I hope they will bring you more closely into the world of the Free and inspire a higher form of creativity in challenging the systemic machine that continues to undermine the natural progress of this country.

One particular point that I intend to address as an ongoing theme in this blog from now on is the urban development (or lack there of) within American cities. I have expressed my disregard on this blog for the languid state of fuck that exists here in Massachusetts and the utter indifference we residents hold towards our bankrupt transit system and our disgracefully slow public works projects. And, so, it is time for me to become more serious about fleshing out my disgust in this realm.  I will begin researching the subject and intend to mix in a quick blog or two among the long philosophical ones like this, which should keep you all up to speed on the topic and how it relates to the world of the Free.

My mood is still a bit sullen on this day, friends of the Free, but we must pull our boots out of the muck and fight on. The national political landscape is about to become quite pregnant in the days and weeks that lie ahead. The Afghan war wages on; the Tea Parties continue their fruitless revolt; a healthcare reform summit is set to take place next week; and, now, there are all these new reasons to be a friend of Freemont.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Fuck the Revolution; the Revolution is me.

Freemont Barrington/ 2.18.10

I found it intriguing that, in reading the New York Times this weekend, the Tea Party goers were quick to credit themselves with the Scott Brown victory in Massachusetts last month. Mark fuckwad Skoda, the leader of the Memphis Tea Party, was very affirmative in this belief, saying: “We did it without pejoratives. We did it without name-calling, we did it without all the absurdity that one would suggest is the traditional anger of the movement. We grew up.”

Now, we were at the ground level for this one, Friends of Freemont, and to Mr. Skoda I would say this: you did nothing of the fucking sort. The Tea Party movement is hellbent on claiming the Massachusetts special election as their victory because it makes for great headlines and for wonderful fiction. Much the same way that they fictionalize the beginnings of the American Revolution to suit their political needs. (As us ‘out-of-touchers’ who read books know, the American Revolution was led by intellectuals like Thomas Jefferson and Benjamin Franklin who were people seeking to be unified under a common central government, not a band of renegades out to destroy its influence).

So, let’s break this one down for Mr. Cunt Skoda, Friends of Freemont, before history is continually rewritten by both him and the mainstream media, who seem to be missing the boat on this one. And let’s do it step-by-fucking-step, in case any non-intellectual ball-sniffing fucks want to jump in at any point:

1.) Everyone seems to be forgetting Kennedy.

And I don’t mean Edward M. Kennedy. You see, the third party Independent who ran in this special election was named Joseph Lewis Kennedy. He ran on the platform of cutting government spending and decreasing the amount of government control over the private sector and free enterprise. Ideas sound familiar? In fact, in the debate I watched, Mr. Kennedy was even referred by the moderator as the “Tea Party candidate,” which I found to be interesting for a couple of reasons. The first being that Kennedy identified himself as a member of the Libertarian National Committee and never as a “Tea Party” candidate. I, therefore, found it odd that the moderator would refer to him as such. And, second, that Kennedy did not immediately correct this misrepresentation. Whatever the case, Kennedy won a whopping 1% of the vote when all was said and done, which was not even enough to claim that his presence swung voters away from Martha Chokely. Massachusetts voters, therefore, did not seem very embracing of the third party candidate who upheld the same values that seem so prevalent in the Tea Party movement.

2.) The Coak Fuck

Which brings me to #2— the simple fact that Martha Coakley ran one of the worst Democratic campaigns in party history. But I’ve spoke about this choke fuck far too much already, so let’s go right to #3…

3.) The ‘Socialist’ Vote for Healthcare

Despite Tea Party cunt claims that Scott Brown’s victory signaled the public’s rejection of Obama’s ‘socialist’ healthcare program, we Massachusetts ‘intellects’ know better. First, a poll taken shortly after the election showed that 48% of the people who voted for Scott Brown hoped that he would work with Democrats to pass healthcare reform. The second ‘intellectual’ idea that kind of floated in there was, well, the fucking fact that Massachusetts already has a ‘socialist’ healthcare program set up, which is very similar to the Obama plan and requires every state resident to purchase a form of healthcare. Not to mention the fact that Massachusetts voted time and time again for the leading proponent of healthcare reform, Edward Kennedy, to the Senate year after year after year. So, the problem, it seems, was not that the people of Massachusetts rejected Obama’s healthcare plan. But was, rather, that the White House (and the Chokely campaign) did not do a good enough job in letting the people of Massachusetts know what the benefit to them was if the Obama plan passed.

4.) Standing at the Harbor and not a tea marching fuck in sight

For my final point, I would just like to say that (as I’ve documented) I went to a couple of rallies for Martha Coakley in order to both get a gage of the Democratic tone and to seek out those Tea Partiers that were protesting against the Democratic candidate. What I encountered was not the Tea Party movement, however, but simple-minded Scott Brown supporters who liked his face and his truck as well as a radical group known as the LaRouche Political Action Committee (which does not appear to have any affiliation with the Tea Party movement). You would have thought, had the Tea Party organized such a state-wide revolt against Martha Coakley, that they would have traveled to it’s original location dressed up in their horse shit smelling, 18th Century garb, carrying misrepresentations of revolutionary flags, and dumping a bunch of Lipton into the Boston Harbor. But, thus was not the case, Friends of Freemont, and this I can attest to.

So, to reiterate— why is the Tea Party movement trying to claim the Scott Brown victory as their own? Well, because they need to. The movement, although clearly grabbing headlines on a weekly basis, is not well organized and not founded in any state of political realism. They have no answers to solve any of the problems in this country and, although clearly know how to confuse it’s citizens, have no real method of winning over a large majority of Americans.

If the Democrats have any sense in 2010, they will take a page out of the Nixonian book of politics and they will attack these Tea Party fucks with a host of combatant field operatives. I have plenty of ideas, David Plouffe. I know that you’re back on board for the cause. I warn you, David, that I won’t work cheap. But I will be fucking effective. If you have any balls, contact me through the blog. We can do lunch. I’ll wear a mask and you can wear that David-defeating-Goliath smile that everyone loves.

It’s time to wake up, citizens of Free.

Mr. Freemont Barrington

The first American Christmas happened in 1776.  It was on the eve of the 25th into the morn of the 26th when the British occupying troops and German conscripts, the Hessians, who had ravaged the Jersey colonists’ homes and farms for weeks, slumbered, fat and satiated from their Christmas feasts, on the other side of the Delaware River in Trenton.  Little did these troops know, though, that this false sense of comfort following their overwhelming victories in Long Island and Manhattan would prove their most inauspicious enemy.

It was Christmas night when General George Washington crossed the Delaware River into New Jersey under the cover of darkness. About halfway into their journey, Washington and his men where engulfed by a terrible storm of sleet and frozen rain—at least one American soldier froze to death along the way.  By the time they reached land, Washington and his troops were hours behind schedule, a lot of them marching to shore with cloth wrapped around their feet in place of shoes and bellies empty and starving due to the long winter that had depleted their food and supplies and morale.  

Yet, despite the storm pushing back the timeliness of their attack, the rebel troops were still able to catch the Hessians by surprise.  The Hessians, so confident of the Americans’ ineffectiveness as a fighting unit, had left their lookout points abandoned for the Christmas evening.  And, so, the rebel troops came to shore undetected.  When the Hessians finally became aware of the attack, they were highly unprepared, stomachs slow and fat with Christmas feast, hangovers abound, and guns frozen by the freshly fallen icy rain.  

The battle was a stolen victory and a necessary one for the Americans and especially for General Washington whose competence had been called into question by his men as well as the other patriot generals.  When the Battle of Trenton was finished, 106 Hessians were dead and 868 captured along with much needed supplies.  The Americans had lost but four men.  And Washington had saved the Revolution while exposing the English army’s worst flaw- their arrogance.

So, take heed on this Christmas Night of eves more rebellious and more successful, of morns more productive in the face of eminent defeat, and of a time when the necessities were scarce but the only want was for a victory and a sense of idealistic pride for the cause of a revolution.

Before the plastic absurdity of it all, that was the last real American Christmas.

Happy Awakenings Amerika,

Freemont Barrington