October 15, 2017

Berm About to Hit NY; Crowds May Go Insane


Well, here we are again. Not much to report, although I've been enjoying the dialogue we've been having. Meanwhile, back at the ranch, let me give you the Big Schedule once again:

1. Oct. 27, I'm giving a lecture at Thomas More College outside of Cincinnati. I don't know if they are planning to record it; if so, I'll post an audio link on this blog.

2. Oct. 28, I touch down at LaGuardia. Riots expected. "I'm fainting with anticipation," says Marge Schwanzmeister of Queens. "I might actually pee in my pants." Go Marge!

3. Oct. 29, at 1 p.m., the 4th or 5th NY Wafer Summit Meeting will take place at an undisclosed location. Excitement mounts. I look forward to seeing you all at this earth-shattering event. We shall toast Lorenzo Riggins.

4. Oct. 30-Nov. 1: I'll be strolling around NY, with a Secret Service detail nearby to protect me, in case fans go completely out of control.

5. Nov. 2: Return to Mexico, a gracious and loving place.

Keep the faith, amigos-


September 07, 2017

Reminder: Blog Closing Sept. 10

Wafers and all fans of The Greatest Blog on Earth:

If you scroll back two posts, you'll see my schedule for the rest of 2017. This is just to remind you that I'm taking a much-needed holiday in Italy, and that the blog will be closed during Sept. 10-Oct. 4. Please don't post anything during that time. I realize that the psychological hardship involved is potentially severe, and that some of you might want to check into your local hospital and get yourselves hooked up to a Haldol IV drip. And of course there's always Prozac and Xanax. But you might also get yourself a few good books to pass the time, and then we can pick up where we left off on Oct. 5. I'll be sure to fill you in on my conference with the Pope.

As for the NY Wafer Summit Meeting, Oct. 29, we obviously still have time; but this is just a gentle reminder, that if you are an active blog participant and want to attend, just send a note to me at mauricio@morrisberman.com, and if you're eligible, I'll send you the venue. We'll be having lunch at 1 p.m., fueled by rivers of alcohol.

I continue working with the publisher on AWTY. Publishing is always a gigantic struggle, for some awful reason. I have a feeling I'm going to be doing some last-minute editing work from Internet cafes in Rome, but hopefully the damn thing will be online at Amazon sometime in Oct., Nov. at the latest. Please plan to buy hundreds of copies for Xmas gifts.

Just remember that Hillary is a Botox-filled douche baguette, and you'll never go wrong.

I love you all-


August 25, 2017

US Thrashing Around in Its Death Throes

Hola Waferinos-

I thought it might be time for a lurid title to this new post, the more so since it's true. Trumpi is extending a 16-year-old losing war in Afghanistan, appropriately called "the graveyard of empires." Hillary is publishing a book claiming that Trump is a creep, without checking out the mirror before she goes to press. Bannon is gone, now attacking Trumpo; the Dems continue to fulfill their role as complete turkeys; pussy hats failed to overthrow the government, oddly enough; hate marches abound, while Confederate statues continue to get torn down; and so on. Trumpi has no idea what he's doing, and in general the country has no purpose whatsoever. China and Russia circle above, as the carcass writes in its death agony. Obviously, a great time to be alive.

But these are minor events. The major ones are that the blog will be closed during Sept. 10-Oct. 4, while yours truly splits a pizza with Francisco at the Vatican and discusses with the Holy Father what happens to turkeys when they are cast into the depths of Hell; and that the 4th or 5th NY Wafer Summit Meeting will take place on Oct. 29. For those of you who qualify, and are in the Crème de la Crème, please remember to write me at mauricio@morrisberman.com, so that I can give you the Secret Venue. The number of those begging to be let in has now exceeded the 1000 mark, but they will have to be cruelly (but necessarily) rebuffed. Tough turkey meat, you guys; you should have thought of it earlier, when you could have established a high-profile blog presence. Now you can just go to Horn & Hardart, if it still exists, and cry your eyes out over shitty coffee and pie from a slot machine.

Speaking of the Vatican, some of you have chastised me, that American stupidity is hardly recent. I do recall my high school history teacher reading, to our class, some of the answers from the NY State Regents Exam--this around 1960--demonstrating how brain-dead American students were. One wrote about Michelangelo, "He painted his dome in the 16th chapel." I wonder if ol' Michel was bald...

Anyway, let's keep those posts coming, until Sept. 10, when total darkness descends (for a while).


August 10, 2017

Advance Notice: Future Schedule

OK, Waferinos-

Let me lay out what's going on in Bermworld for the next 3 mos., for those of you who are interested.

1. I shall be in Italy during Sept. 11-Oct. 3. The blog will therefore be closed during Sept. 10-Oct. 4. I know that this will generate a lot of suffering for all of us, but at least it's only for three wks.

2. I shall be giving a lecture at Thos More College nr. Cincinnati at 7:30 pm on Oct. 27, then flying to NY for a few days. The 4th or 5th (I forget) NY Wafer Summit Meeting and lunch will take place at 1 p.m. on Oct. 29. During the next couple of wks, I wd appreciate it if those of you who plan to attend wd send me yr email address. That way, I can let you know the venue for the mtg. Wafers will be flying in from London, Paris, LA, and Bangkok for the event. But pls note: this is for those of you who are active participants on the blog. If you manage to post 3 or 4 times a year, pls do not write in, asking to attend. Thank you.

3. For hispanohablantes: my Japan book is about to appear in Spanish translation. I will be giving a series of lectures on it at UNAM in Mexico City during the week of Nov. 6, and then one lecture at FIL in Guadalajara on Nov. 27, at 7 p.m.

Thank you all for your patience. These are trying times. Trumpi may knock that ridiculous haircut off of Kim Jong Un's head with a nuclear missile, but this leaves the problem of Trumpi's ridiculous haircut. Tough call.


July 29, 2017



Exciting times, n'est-ce pas? Events in Washington are like a (very) bad movie. What shall this chronicle of frenzied self-destruction be called? "Die Hard with a Vengeance"? "House of Cards in Collapse"? "Lemmings Running to the Sea"? "Turkeys Rushing Toward Armageddon"? "Come Back, Reince Priebus!"? You get the idea.

I have to admit to my own lack of imagination. When I wrote Twilight (2000), or DAA (2006), or WAF (2011), the 2017 scenario of the endgame never once entered my mind. Maybe it would have, if I had written a book of cartoons. There are a number of ways a civilization can collapse, of course, but death by absurdity was one I just never thought of.

In one of his books--I think maybe his autobiography--Henry Kissinger muses on how strange and capricious History is, choosing as its agents men whom one would never imagine occupying their historical roles. He says how he was sitting in the Oval Office with Nixon, one day, observing a man whose pants were a bit too short, revealing white socks, talking in a kind of dumb vernacular, and in general, being a dork (my word, not Henry's, altho that was the idea); and thinking to himself, "*This* is the president of the United States?" I don't' think Henry has weighed in on Trumpi and the current cast of characters who people the Trump administration as yet, but clearly we need a language that goes way beyond dork and white socks. One wonders if such a vocabulary even exists.

Well, if it's absurdity, let it be absurdity. To a declinist, whatever works is the thing that counts.

O&D, amigos; O&D.


July 19, 2017

The Denial of Death


At the end of the last thread, jjarden posted the following article:


It resonated with me quite strongly, because it describes the life I have been leading since I left the US. I had no real family or community there, just found it a loveless and alienating place. Here in Mexico, I have 2 families in 2 cities, with real emotional and spiritual connections. I truly love them, and vice versa. The other thing mentioned in the article that's a plus is that the gov't here is not bothering you all the time, meddling in your affairs. For whatever reason, the philosophy is one of live and let live, and the 3 times cops pulled me over for speeding, for example, they were exceedingly polite. You just don't feel harassed, let alone live in terror that you'll be pulled over and shot--an increasingly familiar phenomenon in the US.

I've been rereading a book I 1st read many years ago, "The Denial of Death," by Ernest Becker. His argument is that we take on symbolic 'immortality projects'--for example, the American Dream--in order to hide from our mortality; to deny death. This project gives people the feeling that there is meaning in their lives. But because the project is essentially arbitrary, and sits on a volcano (the fear of death), it is endowed with a kind of ferocity. He thus writes that we "wheel and deal in an idiot frenzy"--a perfect description of hustling America. All of this, he says, explains the phenomenon of depression. People start to feel that their immortality project is false, that they've been sold a bill of goods; or they feel that they cannot be successful, be a 'hero', in terms of that immortality project. (I would add, they can probably feel both emotions at the same time.) The result is that they are reminded of their mortality, and their feelings of worthlessness.

This goes a long way to explaining Trump--an illusory life-raft against the collapse of the American Dream, the promise to restore it--and also, the genocide we visit on other peoples, and the rage we see at home. Police are mowing down unarmed civilians at an alarming rate, and civilians are mowing down each other. The degree of all this was dramatically lower 20 years ago. At that time, it would be unthinkable that someone would be so offended at an oversight of not receiving bacon on their cheeseburger, that they would return to McDonald's with a machine gun and hose the place down. This would seem to be the stuff of (surreal) comedy, yet it happens all the time. Americans are depressed, bitter, and spiritually lost as a result of their immortality project having failed them--or of them, having failed it--and are going over the top on a daily basis as a result. (The stats: there is now more than one massacre a day in the US, now, defined as the killing and/or maiming of 4 or more individuals.) We are, to quote Dylan Thomas, raging against the dying of the light. There are of course better ways of reacting to our individual and national decline, but neither the country nor its inhabitants are likely to find them. All we have ever known, in America, is blind impulse, and all indications are that that is not going to change.