Possible Case for Bullfighting

I suppose the most PC position is to be opposed to bullfighting.

But the same people arguing against bullfighting usually have no problem chowing down on a burger – even though the slaughter-house industrial complex is horrendously unethical.

When I lived in Guadalajara  in the late 1990s, my friends and I went to the bullfights maybe half a dozen times. The audience was all upper-crust Tapatios, and the women were all Vogueing – oddly, it was one of the few venues were women often smoked cigars. The in-crowd.

In Guadalajara, I even saw the 16-year-old sensation of a matador, El Juli, do his thing with the cape. Another thing about Mexico is that bullfights are televised, and so I got to understand quite a bit about this sport. More of a ritual than a sport. When it was on TV, it got my attention. Death in the Afternoon and all that jazz.

I went to the fights 1) because they were going to happen anyway so I might as well learn something and, more importantly, 2) the bulls (unlike their counterparts in slaughterhouses) have a very good chance of injuring or killing a human.

In fact, being a matador is much more dangerous than being a race car driver. I once heard that 10% of matadors either die in the ring, or die because of injuries they received in the ring. The bulls are incredibly smart. The one below fooled the matador into letting him think the bull had passed, then turned to gore. The bull knew exactly what he was doing. The article in the Sun, linked below, also suggests this “the animal ducked and quickly turned direction, piercing Luis David’s groin area before tossing him up in the air.”



Mandela Timeline

There is a Canadian youtuber, Lone Eagle, whose presents some very interesting stuff and much of it resonates with me.

I distinctly remember my study hall of 9th and 10th grades, back in the late 1970s in the DC are, at Our Lady of Good Counsel. We’d go to the back room of the library and watch old black and white reels of World War II, thanks to the librarian. It was a film projector. The quality of these films was poor – jumpy, scratchy, an under- or over-exposed.

There were even fewer films of World War I, and those were of even poorer quality. WWI documentaries were collages of still photographs. Any moving images consisted of a few seconds of artillery being fired or some shadowy figures moving across no-man’s land. Very grainy. Photography and film were just starting, they said. The decade afterwards then saw the beginning of silent pictures, etc…

Before World War I, there was basically nothing – nothing – available to see in terms of film footage.

In our new timeline, however, we now have high-quality film footage of World War I. True, existing footage has been rendered by computers and colorized, but I seriously doubt even today’s computers can add the sharp, crisp detail we now see. Plus, there is a ton of new footage – of both WWI and WWII (the “big one”) that I’ve never seen before anywhere. Where and when did all this new footage get generated?

Also, we now have film footage of the late 1800s, much of it of excellent quality.

In any case, Lone Eagle does a good job showing us that footage, and explaining his ideas and speculations. I share his sense of awe and marvel over these images. Many of them are mesmerizing.

The first video provides an unexpectedly good moment near the end and it is worth watching all the way through.

The other videos are also excellent, and they follow the first.  The first is 11 minutes, the second is 9 minutes, and the third is 24 minutes. If you “get it,” and feel the sense of time travel, you’ll probably watch all these.


Full Circle


I was a freshman at university when Zimbabwe threw off colonial rule and Robert Mugabe came into power. That was a lifetime ago (above). Now, Zimbabwe has come full circle, throwing off a sclerotic regime and seeing what comes next. Maybe there is a cyclical absurdity to it all.

About a year ago I read John Updike’s 1979 novel The Coup, about regime change in Africa. I read it on Mexico’s buses and beaches. Of course Updike lampooned African politics, but he drove a deeper skewer into the American cloak and dagger types, and Kennedy types, who thought they could change things. The news of Zimbabwe reminded me of that good read.

I’m no expert on Zimbabwe and have never been there. In a perfect world, in a more complex world, there would be a multiplicity of regime types. But in our world they really come down to globalizing regimes and a tiny number of regimes that are anti-globalization (or seem to be, on the surface).

Unfortunately, the list of those systems include disappointments, failures, and places susceptible to failure (unless the tides are reversed). Zimbabwe, Venezuela, Cuba, North Korea, etc… That being said, the majority of globalizing regimes have also failed to provide prosperity or security, and just seem to maintain people at a low level of existence and awareness. It’s easy for American statists and neo-cons to criticize Venezuela, and lose focus of more serious carnage in El Salvador or northern Mexico.

Southern Africa also reminds me of the deeply hypocritical stance taken by those in Washington’s Establishment, back in the days of apartheid, and back when Zimbabwe was also minority ruled: “No, we can’t have economic sanctions, we must continue to engage…”

These same tools – a motley crew of blue bloods, deep staters, and zionists – use the opposite logic and plead for sanctions when it comes to Iran and other places.

So Zimbabwe is having its Shakespearean moment. Finally, some drama. The world seems to be an awfully quiet place when you think about it. There are more than 7 billion people (supposedly) and almost 200 countries. But everything seems strangely tranquil.

Should there not be more mass upheaval? Or even, simultaneously, more positive vibrations – more striding purposefully into the bright and shiny future?

All is quiet on the human front.


Opening for Aliens


Robots doing backflips are in the news, along with head transplants and UFOs over Phoenix.

Perfect timing, this news story in China about a huge new hotel complex being built not all that close to Nanjing… Out in the middle of nowhere… It’s being called the “alien base” as reported in China Daily.


Here, the term “alien” might be a stand-in for “artificial intelligence” or “robots.” Maybe these robots need 100 G Wi-Fi and extra voltage for their hive mind.

Seriously folks, is this the world’s first all-alien and all-inclusive resort? Is this some kind of android hotel?

Maybe these robots will be the ones calling human escort services to visit their rooms – and not the other way around, as commonly predicted. (Articles everywhere about humans having sex with robots; well, what if robots rape humans? Aren’t they faster?)


It’s all very strange.


The Neighborhood


I took these photos about 15 minutes ago on Nine Eyes Bridge, a block from my apartment.

I’m gonna miss the sugar cane juice and roasted chestnuts.





Marco Polo crossed that bridge, it has been said.


Regarding Narcos…

Watching “Narcos” I got to thinking about the political constructions behind the show, the ideology of it all.

One glaring absurdity is that these two American DEA guys are running around Colombia thinking that they can put a dent in the problem back home. The can’t. They didn’t, in real life.

They come from a country that symbolizes the “free enterprise” system and the “free market.” According to this ideology, supply meets demand. Always. If there is a distortion or blockage, price goes up, but supply does not evaporate.

So these two guys think they can suspend the law of supply and demand. They would have just as much luck suspending the law of gravity.

The other lunacy is that many people called M-19 and similar guerrilla groups “Marxist” or “communist.” Really? These rebel peasants are steeped in historical materialism? And they’ve read Lenin as well? Apart from a handful of rebel leaders (the bearded Marxist professor types) feigning being part of the vanguard of the proletariat, there is nothing Marxist about any of this. That did not stop a large contingent of Americans and Colombians from pretending that they were, and doing a rerun of Vietnam.

The M-19 and FARC degenerated into narco-terrorism. But their origins – as some in the Colombian government (and their negotiators) recognize, were entirely justified (and one reason the government made so many concessions).

Decades ago, the Colombian government could not stop stealing lands from poor farmers, gifting it all to the oligarchy, and brutalizing anyone who objected. Fortunately, the Colombian state is now modern and civilized. But decades ago, the insurgency that emerged was justified, appropriate, and right. True, it later degenerated into criminality – in the main, although a few die hard agrarian populists (not Marxists) remained.

Marx, everyone forgets, thought revolution could only come from an industrial working class and referred to the “idiocy of rural life.” There was never anything Marxist about angry peasants fighting back.

But the show “Narcos” adds this absurd plot line about Marxism.

Of course, Pablo Escobar was a kind of monster, completely amoral. But back in the 1980s, he was merely the reflection in the mirror of a political economy that provided no real opportunity. Shantytowns everywhere. Raw poverty. Back then, the state only served the oligarchy. So of course, sooner or later, there would emerge a Pablo Escobar who gave to much of Medellin an economy that they did not have. Of course he would emerge.

In any case, it is impressive how far and how fast Colombia has come since then.




Old Wine in New Bottles

I’m not a doctor (and I don’t even play one on TV). Maybe that’s a good thing – that I don’t belong to the medical-industrial complex.

But I did do tons of background on plagues and epidemics for two graduate courses I taught on the public policy of plagues and disease across history. And I did do tons of research to publish an online article “The Swine Flu Hoax” which a decade ago filled four of five pages of google but today is nowhere to be found.

The only place I found this was on google images, just one picture (above). Back then I sometimes put the Ph.D. after my name, not because I’m snobby about it but because there was, and is, another Andrew Bosworth in the tech world who is very prominent online, and people looking for me would find him.

Well, that article was written before 2009 (my event) and now my online presence is very passive – not because I feel cowed but rather because I’m in a stalemate. This website is never publicized. People know about it (you would be surprised who) or they do not.

I digress. In any case, the powers that be would like everyone to be fearful of this “plague” in Madagascar. It might spread, they say. It might reach Europe and beyond, they say. Not true. That will only happen if this so-called plague provides cover for a bio-weapon.

In my research I learned that the last thing a bacteria, virus or microbe of any kind wants to do is to kill its host. Then it dies too. And it can only jump from host to host so many times. Very quickly, these organisms actually mutate downwards on the scale of lethality, desperately seeking symbiosis – a harmony, if you will, between parasite and host. There are precious few outliers to this (like rabies, but that’s different, because this bacteria does not target humans and ends up in us accidentally). Viruses mutate, and they mutate towards symbiosis.

Instead of quarantines and fear mongering, I think that the moment any of these “plagues” appear serious everyone should go onto the street and sneeze on each other, shake hands and, for those game enough, have sex with each other. I’m being mildly facetious, but it remains true that increased human contact diminishes and mitigates the danger of plague.

Mainstream news is having another run again at plague fear mongering. They did this with a long list of other so-called diseases and, right on schedule, they are up to their old tricks.

So, if you are inclined to worry about the plague, don’t. Find something else to worry about. Or don’t worry about anything (and be happy). As for this new plague, it’s all bullshit.

Details of Neighborhood







This photo does not do justice to the beauty of the sun this afternoon, breaking through the clouds.

I passed this guy on the left. He was also taking a photo of the sun.

Deconstructing Scandals

Louis CK admits sex allegations are true

Most of the media – mainstream and alternative – is framing harassment claims as sexual events… I suppose that is true on one level, but there are two considerations that are non-sexual.

To me, and from a distance, these events seem to be about power more than sex. People in positions of power, usually men but not always, seek to reinforce that power by taking liberties with people who have less power: those above lording it over those below. This drive to power – to get it and maintain it – manifests itself sexually.

Some of these guys might have had power taken away from them in the past – and they want it back, even at the expense of others. Others might fear losing the power they have.

Can there really be sexual gratification for the abuser with these events? If the true motivation was purely sexual, well, there are countless people out there (men and women), especially on social media, who are up for anything. This includes women who actively seek extreme sexual experiences and unusual behavior.  Then there would be no legal issues and perhaps even some satisfaction involved in the consensual nature of it all.

If CK Louis really wanted to exhibit himself to a strange woman in a hotel room, for sexual reasons, he could have gone onto Craigslist or Tinder or other sites that are even more specific for this, and find a woman willing to drive 50 miles right away. But he did not.

Again, its about power.

Good Series

Narcos, on Netflix, is very well done. A lot of time and attention went into the historical detail. The cultural context is accurate. Good acting. Good writing. It’s a larger-than-life series.

It brings back memories, not that I was ever into cocaine. But us American teachers would go clubbing in the mid-1980s in Port-au-Prince, up the mountain in Petionville. Clubs like “Babylon.” The Colombian narcos were in their full glory. Major partiers.

I vacationed in Colombia with my kids and ex-wife, who had many friends there, and these coca wars seemed like a distant memory. The country seemed very safe. We stuck to the coffee country near Manizales.

I’ve always had a good feeling about Colombia and, last week, bought a ticket from Panama to Cartagena. My current plan is to bounce back and forth between the two places. I can work online in the morning – a long morning of 5 – 6 hours – at academic editing. Then close the laptop and help with the training aspect of a local rugby team or something. Drink coffee.

Over a year or two, I need to set up an alternative living situation for my mother, because a nursing care facility in New York will be exorbitant. So there’s that. I’m headed to Latin America (again).

I’ve been given a lot of lives this go around, more than I deserve.