All posts by Thomas Adcock

SCARY! The New York Daily News, fifth largest newspaper in America, devoted its June 17 cover page to Donald Trump’s declaration of presidential candidacy. (True! This page above is not photo-shopped.) NEW YORK CITY, near America How to explain The Donald, as Himself enjoys being called? Donald as in Donald J. Trump, that is—the billionaire boor and failed casino magnate who seeks the Republican Tea Party nomination for president of the United States. This man is many things, none of them attractive: glitzy real estate developer, golfer, impresario of “realityRead More

Posted On Juni 27, 2015By Thomas AdcockIn Crimemag, Kolumnen und Themen

Thomas Adcock: White Power!

NORTH CHATHAM, N.Y. – U.S.A. Post-World War II political institutions in Germany foster reconciliation with and atonement for a shameful history of white supremacist genocide Conversely, the ruling class of the United States willfully ignores a centuries-old gumbo of racist slaughter and gun fetishism amounting to slow-motion genocide. Profiteers of American racism prefer instead to ascribe endless acts of domestic terrorism to “lone wolf” psychopaths. Of late, the loner is a pathetic 21-year-old pasty-faced squeak and confessed murderer called Dylann Storm Roof. On June 17, he calmly drew his GlockRead More

Posted On Juni 13, 2015By Thomas AdcockIn Crimemag, Kolumnen und Themen

Thomas Adcock: Bernie for President

NEW YORK CITY, near America The hands-down most appealing and forthright candidate for president of these United States is a wild-haired, mild-mannered, stoop-shouldered 73-year-old Brooklyn-born secular Jew who greatly admires Pope Francis. He hails from the farm state of Vermont, his bride is Irish-Catholic, and he calls himself a socialist. Fearful of scant advertising revenues from his barebones campaign budget—and little in titillation value: the candidate refuses to trade in traditional campaign slander—American corporate media insist that Senator Bernard Sanders, better known with respectful affection as just plain “Bernie,” hasRead More
As we know from the mountain range of sociological studies on the topic, men have a hard time making friends with their fellow men. This is especially true for white, heterosexual men; doubly true for shamrocks like myself, warned since our days in short pants to beware of the Dread Emotional Talk. Counsel thus given to a nascent borstal boy: No girly talk for thee, Tommy-boyo. None of that missy-missy, passion-soaked palaver. No siree! You must keep the chatter he-man, laddy-buck. Football and motorcars and power tools—that’s the stuff. UnlessRead More

Posted On Mai 20, 2015By Thomas AdcockIn Kolumnen und Themen, Litmag

Thomas Adcock: Free Edward Snowden

As I write, a deputation of White House operatives is secretly en route to the Moscow apartment where Edward Snowden has lived in forced exile since June of 2013, when he exposed gross illegality by the National Security Agency of the United States and was immediately set upon by Pentagon persecutors—the sort of folks who built American torture chambers in Afghanistan and Iraq, where homicides were not unknown. Apparatchiks for the Obama administration will make Mr. Snowden an offer they believe he cannot refuse: Sit tight here in Russia forRead More
NEW YORK CITY, near America  In the annals of modern American presidential campaigns, no strategy has been more beneficial to those who own the government than the pernicious pact Big Business has forged with Big Religion. If only for the god of wicked irony, the association would never have developed. Once upon a biblical time, a socially conscious carpenter was appalled on seeing the ancient temple of Jerusalem packed to the rafters with fast-talking sharpies exchanging currency at usurious rates. (A chronicle of sorts—El Greco’s La Expulsión de los mercaderesRead More

Posted On April 18, 2015By Thomas AdcockIn Crimemag, Kolumnen und Themen

Thomas Adcock: Police State Nation

 NEW YORK CITY, near America In the year 1607, a principal tenet of American socio-economic culture was established when the first boatload of kidnapped Africans landed at the port of Jamestown, its human cargo destined for lifetimes of wage-free labor in the tobacco fields of Virginia. Ever since, the “national curse of white racism,” as the late vice president and senator Hubert H. Humphrey put it, has adapted to contemporary tribal imperative. The institution of slavery, dependent on whip-cracking louts to enforce order among the manacled, is reflected in America’sRead More

Posted On März 28, 2015By Thomas AdcockIn Crimemag, Kolumnen und Themen

Thomas Adcock: American Sedition

EAST GREENWICH, Rhode Island—U.S.A. From the dawn of American history to present day, right-wing opportunists, blowhards, and clodpates have conspired to scuttle White House dealings with foreign heads of state. This meddlesome predilection began with “the great fool of Pennsylvania,” as eighteenth century politician George Logan was known. It is today replicated in the ill-advised action of a freshman United States senator of ill-disguised ambition—Tom Cotton: failed lawyer, torture advocate, and self-ordained consigliere to the ayatollahs and mullahs of Iran. World leaders and rational politicians here in the United StatesRead More
NEW YORK, near America March 10th, and spring has come at last. On this Thursday, the scrivener’s search for the man he’s wondered about and worried about through the most terrible winter in memory is at a close. Maybe the only place to find him is in caring to know about someone else: a conundrum. The scrivener has poked around in the usual places where men on the margins are consigned to sanctuary: merciful soup kitchens that ask few questions of their patrons, and the sermonizing sort that dish upRead More

Posted On Januar 28, 2015By Thomas AdcockIn Kolumnen und Themen, Litmag

Thomas Adcock: Theatre of Distraction

New York, near America Never mind America’s backstage squabbles and squalors, our societal troubles and turpitudes, our devastations and disappointments. All eyes, please, on the spotlighted proscenium! Pay no attention to those ring-kissed plutocrats and oligarchs behind the curtain; behold, as it rises on the Theatre of Distraction. Hark! The pieties, platitudes, and perfidies we hear compose a farcical prelude to the oldest established permanent floating crap game in these United States: the quadrennial presidential campaign season. Per custom at this stage of the game, festivities were officially launched lastRead More

Posted On Januar 17, 2015By Thomas AdcockIn Crimemag, Kolumnen und Themen

Thomas Adcock: War Crimes: What, Me Worry?

War Crimes: What, Me Worry? ‘It’s Good to be the King’ C.I.A. torturers, killer cops & white supremacy By Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2015 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK, near America Despite a chorus of demands for criminal prosecution, it is unlikely that anyone among the plotters, justifiers, and executioners of war crimes during the reign of George W. Bush and Dick Cheney will ever see the inside of a courtroom—let alone prison bars. In the Potemkin democracy of America, fair-complexioned government élites are held no more accountable for sadismRead More

Posted On Dezember 13, 2014By Thomas AdcockIn Crimemag, Kolumnen und Themen

Thomas Adcock: American Thugs

American Thugs The Few, the Proud, the Repugnant High time to clean out the pigpens By Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2014 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK, near America Be advised: the words that follow shall not be sweet. My heart is broken over what occurs in my city and country. I am troubled by the recent spate of deadly police violence in New York and elsewhere in the United States. I am white, and troubled by the ugly dimension of white racism in these crimes. Many Americans deny white racism.Read More

Posted On November 19, 2014By Thomas AdcockIn Kolumnen und Themen, Litmag

Thomas Adcock: Ach du Scheiße!

Ach du Scheiße! Welcome to Reaganistan Of Pugnacity & Pussycrats by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2014 – Thomas Adcock New York City, near America Shocked to my bones by how colossally incorrect I was in forecasting victory for common sense over venality in the federal and state elections of Tuesday, November 4, I am at last able to creep forth from beneath the bedcovers and into the sun—finally to face up to you, dear readers. You, who undoubtedly took heart in my roseate essay of October 29, “Butt-Kicking Time.” Alas,Read More
HOWARD DEAN (left), a presidential candidate in 2004 and former chairman of the Democratic Party, defies media ‘wisdom’ and predicts surprises for political pollsters on November 4. An unnamed woman (right) begs a photo opportunity with Rick ‘Specs’ Perry, the Republican Tea Party dotard who governs Texas. She gestures a rude opinion of his presidential ambition. ‚Butt-Kicking‘ Time U.S.A. to Repugnant Party: ‘Here’s your hat, what’s your hurry?’ by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2014 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America The American mainstream media, which now more thanRead More

Posted On Oktober 18, 2014By Thomas AdcockIn Crimemag, Kolumnen und Themen

Thomas Adcock: Henny-Penny Politics

Henny-Penny Politics Fear! Bombs! Fear! Bombs! etc., etc. by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2014 – Thomas Adcock BOSTON, Massachusetts U.S.A. The past few months have brought the world a bushel basket of headline barbarism, courtesy of Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi and his disciples in the cause of murderous depravity, rape, and religious lunacy. We are duly frightened, of course, if not altogether rightly so. Of late, I am thinking hard on the “rightly” aspect of this fear; on how an unseen few of my fellow citizens will reap political and financialRead More

Posted On September 20, 2014By Thomas AdcockIn Crimemag, Kolumnen und Themen

Thomas Adcock: Victory for the Filthy Rich

Victory for the Filthy Rich Old fools lie, young suckers die …Meanwhile, the One Percent goes shopping By Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2014 – Thomas Adcock EAST GREENWICH, Rhode Island U.S.A. Here am I in a postcard-pretty small town on the Atlantic coast, a proudly historical place where every Wednesday evening the lads of the Kentish Guard gather in Peirce Street. There, they take up old-fashioned fifes and drums and play a medley of martial tunes, to the delight of passersby such as myself. The idea is to commemorate aRead More

Posted On August 30, 2014By Thomas AdcockIn Crimemag, Kolumnen und Themen

Thomas Adcock: Singing the U.S.A. Blues

Singing the U.S.A. Blues The ‘banality of injustice’ An echo of the Battle of The Bogside by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2014 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK,near America How striking are parallels between the small city of Ferguson, Missouri, in this August of 2014, and the small city of Derry, Northern Ireland, back in August of 1969. How similar the sorrows, how kindred the festering tribulations, how obscene the homicides. We may call the inevitable violence in Ferguson the same as a recent chapter of Northern Ireland’s bloody history: “TheRead More

Posted On August 23, 2014By Thomas AdcockIn Crimemag, Kolumnen und Themen

Thomas Adcock: The Whole World is Watching

‘The Whole World is Watching’ Fascist frenzy in Ferguson, Missouri by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2014 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK,near America Back in August of 1968, the late Mayor Richard J. Daley of Chicago turned a blind eye to what federal investigators ultimately termed a “police riot” in the streets outside the Democratic Party national convention of that year. Swarms of Mr. Daley’s meaty cops spent most of a sultry night bludgeoning hundreds of conscription-aged demonstrators expressing their opposition to the pointless war then raging in Vietnam, a warRead More

Posted On August 16, 2014By Thomas AdcockIn Crimemag, Kolumnen und Themen

Thomas Adcock: Heads are Exploding!

Heads are Exploding!  … and other casualties in the ‘War on Whites’ by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2014 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK, near America As the late and gloriously sardonic New York radio host Steve Post often observed, “Just when you think you’ve scraped the bottom, you find you’re only scratching the surface.” Such is the situation nowadays in the absurdist capital of America, Washington, D.C., from whence came a recent warning of imminent racial conflagration. Sounding the alarm was Congressman Morris Jackson Brooks Jr., of Huntsville, Alabama. “Mo”Read More
‘Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses—’ by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2014—Thomas Adcock NEW YORK, near America Anxious about corruption and political instability in their ancestral country—and threats to their child from murderous street gangs—an impoverished couple made their way to a land of opportunity on the other side of a desert divide. For much of the journey, these undocumented immigrants traveled by foot and under cover of darkness. They were determined to provide a constructive future for their son, though it meant being uprooted from theRead More
MONTEBANKS & USEFUL IDIOTS (clockwise from top left): Bill Kristol, right-wing dunce and shill for the U.S. armaments industry; Paul Wolfowitz, architect of the disastrous (first) Iraq war and creepy personal hygienist; Paul Bremer, clueless envoy to Baghdad in 2003; ex-Vice President Dick ‘Shooter’ Cheney, famous for firing buckshot into a hunting companion’s face; Fox TV harridan and gubernatorial quitter Sarah Palin; a posse of ‘ammo-sexuals’ on the march in Texas, with sweethearts slung over their shoulders; bumbling cocktail lounge habitué and Republican Tea Party headman John Boehner. ‘Descent intoRead More

Posted On Mai 10, 2014By Thomas AdcockIn Crimemag, Kolumnen und Themen

Thomas Adcock: ‘Enough Already!’

‘Enough Already!’ America’s Disgust with Piggy Plutocrats & Repugnant Pols Payback time comes this November by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2014 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America There is a moral force on the rise in the United States that is, at the moment, invisible to conventional political seers on the payrolls of corporate media. Never mind them, and never mind opinion polls insisting that most of us are so delighted with the amalgamated Republican Tea Party that we will elect even more of them to public officeRead More
American Terrorists & Their Cheerleaders ‘If you’re white, you’re all right!’ by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2014 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America Had he shouted Black Power! or Allahu Akbar! from the caged backseat of a police cruiser, where he sat cuffed and shackled in the wake of three murders in mid-April outside a Jewish community center and retirement home in suburban Kansas City, the American people might have recognized that something must be done about Frazier Glenn Miller and people like him. As it was, theRead More
Impeach U.S. War Criminals …With help from Hollywood, via ‘Reality TV’ (Better late than never) by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2014 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK CITY, near America In Hollywoodspeak, the term “elevator pitch” refers to hasty conversation between Scriptwriter with a hot concept and Studio Executive physically trapped into listening during the minute or so it takes to get from one floor to another. Due to the time constraint, and the famously short attention span of the average studio exec, brevity is the soul of a sale. FromRead More

Posted On März 29, 2014By Thomas AdcockIn Crimemag, Kolumnen und Themen

Thomas Adcock: Off with Their Heads!

Off with Their Heads! Peewees pucker up for the billionaires by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2014 – Thomas Adcock NORTH CHATHAM, N.Y., in America Next Monday, the ring-kissing season of American right-wing presidential politics begins with a pilgrimage to Las Vegas by four little men in search of a Big Man’s golden benediction. After performing their songs and dances in the fleshpot and slot machine capital of Nevada, the minikins will go their separate ways and variously roam the land to shimmy for two others of the opulent set. Oh,Read More
‘Vaginaphobia’ Scourge of America’s Right-Wing Scaredy-Cats by Thomas Adcock Copyright © 2014 – Thomas Adcock NEW YORK, near America  Proudly obsessed with Victorian-era notions of feminine probity, the men of America’s amalgamated Republican Tea Party are hell-bent on siring a new nation of government-enforced misogyny. Evidenced by their rhetoric and legislative conduct, true-believing party men holding public office feel called to noble purpose: as godly guardians of vaginal virtue. Like other unhealthy preoccupations, vaginaphobia dwells in the sweaty darkness of inchoate fear. Reason and rationality do not penetrate the scaredy-catRead More