Here’s an important message to CounterPunch readers from Chris Hedges….
Chris Hedges calls CounterPunch “the most fearless, intellectually rigorous and important publication in the United States.” Who are we to argue? But the only way we can continue to “dissect the evils of empire” and the “psychosis of permanent war” is with your financial support. Please donate.
Yes, these are dire political times. Many who optimistically hoped for real change have spent nearly five years under the cold downpour of political reality. Here at CounterPunch we’ve always aimed to tell it like it is, without illusions or despair. That’s why so many of you have found a refuge at CounterPunch and made us your homepage. You tell us that you love CounterPunch because the quality of the writing you find here in the original articles we offer every day and because we never flinch under fire. We appreciate the support and are prepared for the fierce battles to come.
Unlike other outfits, we don’t hit you up for money every month … or even every quarter. We ask only once a year. But when we ask, we mean it.
CounterPunch’s website is supported almost entirely by subscribers to the print edition of our magazine. We aren’t on the receiving end of six-figure grants from big foundations. George Soros doesn’t have us on retainer. We don’t sell tickets on cruise liners. We don’t clog our site with deceptive corporate ads.
The continued existence of CounterPunch depends solely on the support and dedication of our readers. We know there are a lot of you. We get thousands of emails from you every day. Our website receives millions of hits and nearly 100,000 readers each day. And we don’t charge you a dime.
Please, use our brand new secure shopping cart to make a tax-deductible donation to CounterPunch today or purchase a subscription our monthly magazine and a gift sub for someone or one of our explosive books, including the ground-breaking Killing Trayvons. Show a little affection for subversion: consider an automated monthly donation. (We accept checks, credit cards, PayPal and cold-hard cash….)
Don’t want to donate through PayPal?
Then click here to donate through our secure server.
To contribute by phone you can call Becky or Deva toll free at: 1-800-840-3683
Thank you for your support,
Jeffrey, Joshua, Becky, Deva, and Nathaniel
CounterPunch PO Box 228, Petrolia, CA 95558
Done in Our Name
This on Facebook: “See Your 2012 Year in Review. Look back at your 20 biggest moments from the past year.”
I read the announcement, balked, and refused to click the link. How dare they? How dare “it”? As if this social networking service understands me.
I take this further with a focus on all those ads down the right side of the “wall”—information gathered—proof they’ve tracked my Google searches. That perhaps this man named Zuckerberg is Santa or Christ and has read my lists, the ones I used to check twice and wonder whether I’d be judged naughty or nice.
The Facebook announcement did trigger a reminiscence though, circa 1988—an image and a conversation, first yellowed with age and then highlighted by its decadence.
“Going to a New Year’s party?” I asked my neighbor.
“No, we don’t like New Year’s parties. For us, this night is a time of reflection.”
“Hmm, no invitations,” I thought. A few days later, I asked him and his wife to come to our party. They accepted eagerly.
I suppose they reflected later. Or not.
“For us this night is a time of reflection.” I think of this now and wonder about the other 364 or 365 days, giving or taking a “leap,” as if the one evening is special, the hours set aside for scrutiny.
Let us reflect daily on the children who are starving, dying, and all who suffer in the name of Western capitalist hegemony.
We are the invading army, the victimizers, the conquerors, sent to repress, torture, rape, loot, and murder while laying waste to environments, cultures, futures.
These are the big moments. Indeed. And they are not just instances from the year 2012, times that have passed. This year, like so many others, represents the carnage we sanction with our vote, our tax dollars, our participation in corruption, a system of greed.
And we know. We know what is being done in our names. Instead of raising a glass of bubbly, we should drink the tears of those who have lost so much to U.S. Empire.
Missy Beattie lives in Baltimore or less:email@example.com