I’ve said before that America was developing it’s own unique philosophy called Transcendentalism in the 1830’s to the 1840’s through the work of Walt Whitman, Henry David Thoreau, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Margret Fuller and many others, who at the time were observing the “American” experience and articulating it into a philosophy of a new nation. After all, that was the intent of a new country, and that was to come up with something “new.” It was in that march that American’s had the debate about abolishing slavery, which made it the first nation in the world to do so.
But in the middle of this awakening came “European” ideas from Germany, and London in the form of Marxism. This occurred in the 1850’s and involved several American newspaper editors who were the emerging “Victorians” and loved with homesick yearning the secure psychological blanket of Europe and rejected Transcendentalism in favor of Marxism. And instead of the two ideologies playing out against the American consciousness in the 1860’s, America had a Civil War which stopped all thinking in a positive direction. In the aftermath of this war which ended the terrible act of slavery, but at a cost to national pride which would recover in time, Marxism grew in power with the same motivations that English kings hired privateers and pirates to sabotage Spanish vessels in the 1670’s, to stop a competing nation from exceeding beyond the reach of the almighty England. In this spirit Marxism was pushed into America in the same way that it was pushed throughout Europe and into Russia. Lenin grabbed hold of Marxism and used it in the Bolsavik Revolution to overthrow the rulers of Russia and turn it into the Soviet Union, a communist nation. In America there wasn’t a Lenin, but communist though came to the United State during the rise of the Industrial Revolution on the backs of the labor movement. The founders of unions in America were Communists inspired by the work of Karl Marx and this was the birth of the “labor movement.”
The Labor Movement is Anti-American because of this history. It is because of this history that I suggest America return back to the principals of Transcendentalism, a philosophic period prior to the Civil War and the chaos perpetuated by the labor movement. All those current leaders associated with the labor movement should be rejected, because their path is the incorrect path completely for America’s direction.
It is nothing against the unions to say that they don’t have a “right” to exist. In America, any idea should be able to be explored. But failed philosophies do not have a right to be artificially propped up such as what is happening in America currently with the public sector unions. And the essence of that failed philosophy is in the union workers insistence that “somebody” create a job for them. This is a ridiculous notion and rests on the foundation similar to a little bird freshly hatched from an egg which “chirps” for the mother bird to drop food into its mouth. When these union leaders cry out for someone to “create” jobs that’s what they are doing.
This is why I do not have any respect for labor unions or their leaders. Their actions show me that they do not have what it takes to be an American, which is a foundation of self-reliance. They are “dependent” on a third-party to care for them and they preach this philosophy of dependency as if it were a “good” thing.
To provide an idea of the type of people who run these modern unions, have a look at the invitation letter that was put out to the labor unions up in Detroit where the President was scheduled to speak. Have a look at the people on that list and measure their worth against what you know about the state of the world. I will make the statement ahead of this analysis to proclaim that every one of them are technically a social “looter” as defined by the great American novel, Atlas Shrugged. They are looters because they exist by taking from others. This includes President Obama who is only wealthy now because of what he was able to loot from public sector service. This looter mentality is common in Europe, but it was rejected during the Transcendentalist movement of the 1840’s.
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Dear Friend,
Michigan is honored to have the President of the United States in Detroit on Monday to celebrate Labor Day. All are welcome to be part of this important tradition. In addition to the President, speakers will include Labor Secretary Hilda Solis, national AFL-CIO President Richard Trumka, UAW President Bob King, Teamsters President Jimmy Hoffa, SEIU President Mary Kay Henry, Members of the Michigan Congressional Delegation, and special musical performances by the fabulous Queen of Soul Aretha Franklin and the Mosaic Youth Theater of Detroit.
Downtown events begin with the actual labor day parade at 9am, followed by the rally at the GM Parking lot next to the Renaissance Center on Atwater Street, between St. Antoine and Beaubien. Gates will open at 10am and guests can enter at the corner of Rivard and Atwater Streets. The events is free and open to all. Do be aware that all attendees will go through airport-like security and should bring as few personal items as possible. No bags, sharp objects, chairs, umbrellas, liquids or signs will be allowed inside the venue. Cameras and cell phones are permitted.
Join Deborah and me as well as our friends, family and other community members in honoring the working men and women who make America strong! Hope to see you Monday.
With every good wish,
Sincerely yours,
John Dingell
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The only person on that list who has achieved anything on their own was Aretha Franklin. All the rest of those people are “social parasites.” That means their existence is completely dependent on the labor of someone else to support their livelihood, just like a baby bird in a nest. And if you think about it, the yelling and screaming that the labor unions are doing is done for exactly the same reason as the baby bird, to convince someone to feel sorry for them and drop food into their mouths because they are hungry.
When people who are marketed as “significant and important people” such as what those on that letter are made out to be yet completely live off the labor of the public, how can they be determined to have any kind of “self worth” in regard to their ability to produce work. How can the baby birds be looked to for leadership? Because that’s the indication, that we are supposed to look at these “dependents” for leadership, none of those people have any new ideas, not a single one is producing anything. The only production they are speaking of is by taking resources from one place and then turning it into something else for which they will take the credit for. But who created the labor to begin with? Not the people on that list. They took it from someone else just like a baby bird takes a worm from the mouth of an adult bird and converts it into something else. In the baby bird’s case, it converts the worm into “shit.” In the case of the union minded president and union leader like Trumka they create a “government job.” Both things are essentially equal in the metaphysics of science, the bird shit and the government job.
Now many will question how I can say such a thing, that this whole notion of Transcendentalism is a step backward, that society has advanced beyond all that nonsense of the 1800’s. Well, no it hasn’t. You see, this whole progressive mentality that rides on the back of the labor movement has it’s roots with Karl Marx who wrote the Communist Manifesto in 1848 and the roots of much of what’s wrong in American Philosophy today, and if you want to fix it, you have to go to the root problem. The foundation of that labor union mentality is flawed from its root. And there are better ideas in existence from that same period that could work better for America and should be explored.
When the union movement says they are fighting for their very lives, they are right in some respects. But the life they are fighting for is one that was never theirs to begin with. They exist off the collective lives of others and such a philosophy is doomed to fail, and a nation should never build itself upon a collective premise which requires the looting of some people in order to support other people. If America had begun the nation with such a mentality it would have never made it passed a couple of stump speeches in a city square. Europe knew this, and this is why they slid the notion of communism under the door to weaken America as a world power that they didn’t have the personal ambition to compete with in the world market place. Europe planted the seeds in the 1800’s and that idea grew into it’s own entity by the 1940’s to the 1960’s to give us what we have today, a bunch of wanna-be leaders chirping like little baby birds shitting all over themselves and looking for more to eat. And the more they eat the more shit they make. During this process they never stop being hungry and because they are dependent on others to feed them, and lack the courage to fly from the nest from which they reside, they just continue to “chirp” insistently irritating us all with the utterances of a failed philosophy from a failed continent and supported by social looters.
The American Worker is not what the labor movement is all about. The American Worker is simply the soil from which the tree that is the labor movement grows. If the tree were removed by its roots the soil which produced the tree would still remain. And when I look at the ugly tree that has become the labor movement, I would think a better tree would be much more attractive to the soil of the American Worker. That is why I look to Transcendentalism for that next species of tree from which to plant, because the tree of the labor movement is dying and hollow, and when it collapses it may fall down and wreck the house we live in, and nobody wants that, including the silly baby birds that live in the tree chirping for more food to eat.
Who declared war on whom James? The peaceful Tea Party or the mobster driven teamsters known for roughing up people who won’t cough up their “protection” money. Hey, you’re a lawyer. It’s all in the wording, isn’t it? : )
For the answer to everything as to why labor unions fail, check out this link:
https://overmanwarrior.wordpress.com/2011/08/23/why-public-labor-unions-fail-the-science-of-stagnation/
Rich Hoffman
https://overmanwarrior.wordpress.com/2010/12/04/ten-rules-to-live-by/
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That quote from Margaret Thatcher accurately sums up my reasons for putting out the book, The Symposium of Justice back in 2004. Recently at the Annie Oakley Wild West Showcase in Greenville, Ohio many of my friends from there had been talking about my 2004 book and how prophetic it now seemed in 2011, and it took me on a journey down memory lane about the content of that artistic work. As I ate Chinese food from a fairground vender my wife and I had a discussion about just how crazy many of the things I wrote about in The Symposium were at the time of its publication, and ironically how true many of those things had become in a world that is clearly headed in the direction of events written about in The Symposium of Justice.
My publisher back then was against the entire book. There were many arguments about content, which resulted in a rushed publication date. The editor who was working from an office in Paris quit altogether leaving the entire editing process to my wife, who can read and edit basically, but she wasn’t a professional editor but she stepped in to meet our deadlines. The conflict basically went like this, “Mr. Hoffman, what are you thinking? You open the book with the attempted rape of a young girl by a disgusting pedophile. You have old women who are terribly rude dissected by some future race of aliens thousands of years in the future. You go off on some tangent where there is a dragon slayer hunting dragons! Then you have a group of rebels launching an attack on Washington D.C. with flying cars! ARE YOU CRAZY! You’ll get no positive reviews within the United States. No paper will provide an endorsement. No TV station will touch this material. I mean you’re main plot point is that you have this vigilante running around in the night like some kind of Batman character using bullwhips to punish criminals, and trying to free society from a mind control device that is emitted in radio waves which affect the brain and make people do things they wouldn’t otherwise do! Mr. Hoffman, we advise you to rewrite this material, to stick with the primary storyline of the vigilante and expand on that character arch. You need to make this novel much more contemporary (progressive). As it is now, it belongs in a dime store saloon in Nevada, 1890. This type of pulp literature won’t even resonate with young people in the comic book market! The main character, this CLIFFHANGER/Fletcher Finnegan has absolutely no weaknesses. He seems to be a superman able to fight off thousands of enemies all by himself! Where is the conflict in that? What is he afraid of? Even Superman had Kryptonite which gave him human appeal. Your character is the perfect man, and there are no perfect men, so how can the audience relate?”

In duress prior to a rewrite my wife and I took a trip to Niagara Falls and stayed at the Marriott Fallsview Hotel and Spa to get away from our normal environment for the weekend and talk about what to do about the book. We went to Canada because the publisher was in Canada and I wanted to put my mind in a unique setting so I could think clearly on the issue, and Clifton Hill like Gatlinburg and International Street in Orlando, Florida is a hotbed of commercialism, audaciousness, and imagination. Walking around the commercial districts targeting an international audience which seemed appropriate since The Symposium of Justice was an international publishing effort my wife told me, “It’s your book, your vision. I think it’s great. It’s our story, it’s about our struggles. It’s your autobiography, your heart, your soul. If you want to change it to match the publisher recommendations it’s your call. It’s also your writing career.”


Chapter 2: Stereotypical Reality: is the story published in the town paper of two vain women who are contemplating why they should live forever. One of the women is extremely wealthy and is considering a new technology called cryogenics, to freeze her body upon death to be awaked at some future time when technology can revive her. This woman realizing that she is virtually immortal becomes audaciously arrogant and rude to other people as the natural wisdom of age is interfered with the illusion that death is not on her horizon, so she reverts to a teenage mindset. When the public has had too much of her rudeness she is killed and revived in the distant future to find an alien race has found her body and is using it to perform genetic engineering to build slaves for themselves.
Chapter 4: The Perilous Bed: Another story published in the town paper which Cliffhanger introduces his Ten Rules for Living to the community, hoping to fight off the mind control methods of “The System.” It’s about a young knight who wants to marry the daughter of a much respected noble. He thinks that by cutting off the head of a dragon, it will earn him the right to ask the noble for permission. The noble turns the dragon head offering down, but invites the kid to attempt to stay on a magical bed, in a magical room that will hurl three perilous tests at the young man. If the kid survives, he earns the right to ask the nobles daughter to marry him. (This was a story intended for my son-in-law which he understood)
Chapter 9: Tabernacles of Joyless Lust: A newspaper story about a real-estate agent trying to repair a deal gone bad. The agent is in an affair with her boss who is using the relationship against the woman plunging her into a law suit against her clients whom she is particularly fond of.
Chapter 12: Salad Bar Goddess: The assassin is sent to an upscale restaurant near the town where his career took a nose dive. This “hit” given to him by “The System” is a chance at redemption for his failure at the river. His target is the outspoken Fletcher Finnegan who has been all over the newspapers and television recently speaking out against the policies of “The System.” The assassin’s job is to locate the man, kill him in a highly public place in front of his family, and send the subtle message to the town that resistance is futile. At the restaurant where Finnegan is reported to be at, the assassin sees the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen at the salad bar. He recognizes the woman as Misty Finnegan, whom he remembered the slain mayor had been trying to get into his bed, and was denied much to his frustration. The assassin is then shocked to find that the woman is strangely unconcerned about his presence as she returns to her table where her small children are eating with her husband, making eye contact with the assassin several times with pity on her face. Then the assassin makes eye contact with her husband and discovers it is he who is the target of his assassination. It is Fletcher Finnegan himself, and he is aware of the assassin’s presence also, as he stares him down from across the room. The assassin looking into the eyes of Finnegan is startled to see absolutely no fear there, which is an emotion he is not prepared for. He had never met a man without any fear behind his eyes of any kind. It was at that moment that the assassin had seen that same look in the eyes of Cliffhanger, and that the two men were one in the same.
I remember when the Pulse Journal came to my house to do an interview about my book when it came out in the spring of 2004. He wanted to talk about my whips but wasn’t sure how to make such depressing topics appealing in a newspaper article to the general population. I had the same trouble at book stores and other media events, where the focus of the story was on my use of bullwhips, but nobody wanted to touch the content of the story, rape, murder, civil war, mind control, drug trafficking, spies, global conspiracies, it was just too much for the general public to accept, and the media was lost in how to cover it.
At the hotel in Cleveland, at a film festival where I won a screenwriting award for a different project, but had been receiving a lot of comments about The Symposium she said to me at the pool while I was swimming, “Do you remember the homeless guy in the movie Always, who Richard Dreyfuss as a ghost was talking through. The homeless guy was one of those guys who just saw too much, and was close to the edge of death, so close that he could see beyond his surroundings. You’re like that only you have learned to function in the world like a normal human being. Many of these people haven’t learned to do that. They see TOO much, so they seem crazy to the rest of the world that is really just half asleep. That is the pain of being too awake, is that you run the risk of having your brain fried.”
This is fresh on my mind now, because more and more people are thanking me for writing The Symposium of Justice and even though I have put that book on the shelf and am moving on to new projects, it gives me great pleasure to know that it is touching people’s lives. So to those of you who wanted to know the story of how that book came to be, and why I don’t talk about it much, it’s because for one, I think it’s cheesy when involved in high-profile cases like I am, to always be pimping a book. That book for me is something that has meaning beyond these current years, so it’s not important to me to have my ego massaged with a boost in sales. It’s more important to deal with the issues of the day, which currently is protecting S.B.5 and fighting school levies which are obvious crimes against the tax payers. But the creative side of me does enjoy knowing that people are touched by something that was extremely difficult, and controversial to create, that fell short of my quality standards because of the circumstances under which it was produced, but the heart of the project remained uniquely in place because I had angered everyone involved in publishing and marketing to bring to being something that was WAY out in front of the political curb.