This is actually good news. I thought something was going wrong with my health.
Hi readers. New Orleans, maybe 1987, somewhere in there. The year Jesse Jackson ran for Prez. I was there for the American Public Health Association Convention and Jesse [I figure we're close enough now so's I can call him Jesse] was speaking at the next session. But right now there was a General Assembly and all that dreary nap-taking I’d slipped away from.
So there I was, standing in front of a urinal in the New Orleans Convention Center and two giant black guys step up behind me, tell me I’ve got to get out-the-restroom. I scowl and tell them I’ll be gone in a sec, but trying to speed the process wouldn’t help.
One of them touched my arm and I explained, while still occupied below, I wasn’t looking for sex. I mentioned it because a lot of attendees at the APHA that year were definitely looking for sex in the restrooms. They were giving away rubbers on the Exhibit Area booths and people were running back and forth from the rubber exhibits to the restroom stalls to try them out.
The black guy in a suit I’d just explained about not looking for sex to paused a moment and seemed to debate what to do next when Jesse Jackson stepped up, patted him, grinned at me, and told him, “It’s all right. I got to piss!”
From that time until this I’ve always considered myself something of an expert on racial relations.
Anyway, I just want to say, I think Jesse would have stood up better under scrutiny if he’d stayed the hell out of Ferguson, him and Al Sharpton, both.
Everyone else who doesn’t live there, also.
Fact is, this is going to run the whole course, due process is going to see the light of day. It’s too big and too widespread for anyone to sweep it under the carpet.
Due process. Which is the best anyone can hope for. Nobody knows precisely what happened, nobody’s seen all the evidence, and no good will come from any of us trying to second guess it now. It is no longer our affair.
You, and Jesse Jackson, and I, and everyone else probably don’t need to be trying the almost certainly guilty-as-hell cop on the Internet. A jury is going to do that. Plenty of admissible evidence will come forward and some sort of justice will be done, one-way-or-the-other. It’s how America works.
And if they turn him loose even under national scrutiny the folks in Ferguson can hunt him down and lynch him. It’s how things have been done throughout American history whenever the law didn’t properly atone for the sins where racial matters are involved.
The tail end of due process, more-or-less.
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I first encountered crisis actors as a concept back in New Mexico in Emergency Management. When we, or local governments would perform disaster exercises there’d always have to be victims, people to pretend to be crying bystanders, whatever. Volunteers, mostly.
But we program managers with Emergency Management Planning and Coordination Bureau [EMPAC] attended a lot of conferences and watched a lot of disaster films. And we often joked that the crying victims of hurricanes, tornado victims in front of destroyed trailer houses in the midwest, and earthquake victims in California all appeared to be the same people. When we’d view the films one-right-after-another I swear they were identical!
I hadn’t thought about that in a long time. But then I stumbled across a series of YouTube videos about Sandy Hook, about which I knew only fragments, and discovered there’s a host of people who believe the massacre in that school was a hoax. And furthermore, they construct logical arguments based on apparently sound evidence.
After watching some of the videos it’s clear crisis actors and their use has become a lot more sophisticated and manipulative. And that, by doing so, [provided it's not actually a hoax] they play directly into the hands of those who build the case supporting the hoax suppositions.
The problem with anything as pervasive as this is: it leaves nothing intact. Once a person accepts the premise a conspiracy of this size could exist, anything is possible, everything is quicksand.
What’s disturbing, or would be disturbing if I gave a damn, is the fact nobody’s bothering to answer the questions the hoax-believers are asking. The claims they are making should be easy enough, incredibly simple to disprove.
I’m not referring to blanket-scoffing, ad hominin disclaimers. The thing’s gone far enough so’s, “You must be crazy!” or “What have you been smoking?” aren’t sufficient. Brushing aside legitimate holes in the official version of the story only lends itself to more conviction on the side of those teetering near belief.
Which lends strength to my kung fu approach to the puzzle: I don’t give a damn. I don’t dare give a damn. And if I did dare give a damn I’d have to question my sanity.
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I began watching this stuff a couple of days ago when I experienced a setback in my physical situation and couldn’t do my daily exercize routines without undoing a lot else. So to pass the time I began browsing through the YouTube pantheon of weirdness.
Interestingly, Andrew Basiago’s arrived amidst a forest of familiar trees. He says the was trained for the Pegasus Project by Ed Danes, whom I’d read because of flirting with remote viewing a decade or more ago. And Pegasus mightn’t have been headquartered at Socorro, New Mexico, where I lived from 1995 until 1999, but it had a presence there. Back when during the late 1990s Mel King and I were attempting to build a time machine, reading about Montauk and anything else we could find about time travel. Pegasus came up a fair amount.
I hadn’t thought about any of that for what? Decades? At least a good many years. So I was surprised to find myself listening to this guy and watching videos of him talking about some ground I once covered as thoroughly as I felt able.
He says Ed Danes told him back in the 1970s he was going to be President, though maybe not immediately following his fellow Pegasus member, the guy in the White House now. [Who was also told by Ed Danes at that same time, he would serve as President. The White House guy now, we're told, was also a Pegasus operative.]
So, while I don’t vote, couldn’t care less who sits in the White House, and probably won’t live to see who wins the next Presidential election anyway, I find the entire subject interesting enough to occupy a few minutes of my diminishing sand from the top of the hourglass.
Good for some smiles and knowing I ain’t going to vote anyway it’s good to know there’s a candidate at least as unlikely as my own life has been. He carries a heavy advantage in my view by not being Democrat, nor Republican, nor Independent. That offsets almost anything else he isn’t. Including sane, if he happens not to be.
And if, as he asserts, the guy in the White House now has traveled in time and has visited our colony on Mars, hell, it might explain a lot.
Somewhat mildly exciting in an abstract sort of way.
Hi readers. Jeanne doesn’t watch movies much but someone told her I might enjoy some made-for-Netflix movie about women in a prison facility. Which I figured what the hell, might as well try it. Which I did. I’ve been known to watch and enjoy a chick flick and if the chicks are all in prison it might still be interesting.
2013-2014TV-MASeason 2 Now Available A dozen Emmy Award nominations went to this acclaimed comedy drama series including Outstanding Comedy Series, Outstanding Writing and Outstanding Lead Actress for star Taylor Schilling. A crime she committed in her youthful past sends Piper Chapman (Schilling) to a women’s prison, where she trades her comfortable New York life for one of unexpected camaraderie and conflict in an eccentric group of fellow inmates.
Then, in Grants, when I was working for the motel. We had some female prisoners cleaning the rooms for a while. But they began selling sexual favors to anyone who’d pay, began screwing the motel manager until he was too exhausted to allow them around anymore. The regular female employees who usually filled his sexual needs began feeling neglected. So Orange whatchallit got my attention briefly.
I skipped over all the lingering chickflickisms, the slow motion leading-up-to-sex scenes, the flashbacks of flashbacks of flashbacks. The titillating leading-up-to lesbian stuff I also found I could skip past.
Which left approximately 10 minutes of viewing pleasure for this episode of Orange is somethingorother.
But Netflix, because I’d watched it, recommended Gun Hill Road.
Gun Hill Road 2011 R 86 minutes Enrique returns home from three years in prison to find his wife is a virtual stranger and his son is in the throes of a sexual identity crisis. More Info Starring: Esai Morales, Judy Reyes Director: Rashaad Ernesto Green
A decent sort of guy gets out of the slammer and finds his wife is on the rebound from an affair. Handles it fairly well. Gets a job. Handles it less well when he discovers his eldest son is one of those other kinds of guys. Wears sexy female attire and whatnot.
At that point I debated whether I wanted to watch any more of it, but while I was pondering the question the son began smooching with another character in the movie and feeling around, unzipping his trousers.
Soooooo. I’m not anti-Semitic about that sort of thing. Don’t even care if my brother marries one. Or my sister, for that matter.
But that isn’t the same as saying I want to see a lot of details of what they do to one another working up to the other stuff they do to one another.
I’m old fashioned that way.
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2014 is a good year to read 2010 Space Odyssey Two so’s to help get a better perspective when you read 2061 Odyssey Three. I’ve got 2001 Space Odyssey sitting over there asking itself why I haven’t re-read it, prior to launching into 2010. I haven’t confided to it that it’s just too damned far off the mark and leaves me pondering whether it was pure BS. I was a bit distracted in 2001 because of Y2K, but I’m inclined to think 2001 Space Odyssey and 1984 by George Orwell might have shared some chronological disorders.
Anyway, Clarke’s 2010, published in 1982, at least has briefcase computers. That’s an encouraging sign. And although men haven’t ventured beyond the moon, nor even as far as the moon in a longish while, they’re back to discussing the possibility of going to Mars, or maybe an asteroid or comet. Humanity decided somewhere back in the late-1970s that the moon wasn’t worth the price of admission. They’ve shot a lot of rocketships at it, set of a bomb trying to find water, but the moon has proved to be more profitable as an abstraction than a reality. Heck, people have made more money off the moon singing, recording, writing songs about it than they’ve managed to do sending rocketships to it. Even movies. There’s been more money made from movies about the moon and about people going to the moon, than from people actually doing it.
So while 2010 Odyssey Two is a fun, interesting and imaginative read by a fine author, it doesn’t recommend itself well under comparisons to reality as we mostly believe we’ve experienced it, or know of other humans experiencing it.
Planet of the Apes is a lot more accurate in that regard. I don’t know how the hell Planet of the Apes managed to happen right here under our noses without me noticing it before. But hell, there it is. Spang spread out all over the planet. Russian apes killing wossname, Ukraine apes, Syrian apes killing other Syrian apes, Iraq apes, Israel apes killing Palestine apes, Chinese apes killing India Indian apes, African apes killing other African apes, and US apes indiscriminately killing all but Israeli ones. Which establishes who the real Chosen apes are.
Arthur C. Clarke should have anticipated Planet of the Apes and written about it. Then he wouldn’t have to be consigned to the Nostradamus and George Orwell stream of close-but-no-cigar prognostications.
ST. MORITZ, SWITZERLAND—One hundred fifty of the world’s most powerful people in the fields of politics, banking, business, and media met this past weekend at an exclusive Swiss resort for the 54th annual invitation-only summit where they show each other their penises.
This year’s meeting was chaired by a committee that included Rupert Murdoch, former U.S. national security adviser Brent Scowcroft, oil heir David H. Koch, and Japanese finance minister Yoshihiko Noda, all of whom presided over the traditional penis-showing ceremony that has for decades been a banner event for the most influential international power brokers.
“I always look forward to this crucial and productive gathering,” said industrialist and banker Jacob Wallenberg of the Swedish Wallenbergs, a prominent European family that has wielded significant clout in global financial and political affairs for more than two centuries. “To see the penises of so many like-minded, forward-thinking men and to show them my own penis—this is what keeps the global wheels of industry and ingenuity turning.”
“After all, these are inarguably the most important penises of our time,” Wallenberg added before unzipping his tuxedo pants and heading back into a scrum of other immensely powerful and wealthy men already gazing contemplatively at one another’s exposed genitalia.
As it does every year, the ceremony followed a strict a system of seniority wherein members first reveal their sex organs to the seated committee and assembled invitees before the floor is opened up for general penis exposition. The honor of the showing of the first penis this year was given to billionaire real estate mogul Leonard Litwin, 95, the oldest member in attendance.
The annual penis-showing summit has a rich history, having first been held in 1957 at a Lake Tahoe chateau owned by American banker David Rockefeller, Sr. of the hugely influential six-generation Rockefeller oil dynasty. According to Rockefeller, the gathering was born of the simple idea that “the people who hold the most sway over the direction of world affairs ought naturally to have some sense of what each other’s penises look like.”
Since that time, power brokers from every continent—including people from backgrounds as widely varied as Hollywood film producer Robert Evans and the late Iraqi dictator Saddam Hussein—have attended the summit to see other great men’s penises and to put their own penises on display.
“As the most junior invitee, when I had to stand in the middle of the ballroom and rotate slowly to show everyone my exposed penis after everyone else had showed theirs, there was a palpable sense of the history of all the great men’s penises that have been presented here over the years,” 26-year-old billionaire Facebook founder Mark Zuckerberg said. “And of course, to have my penis seen by luminaries such as [Russian prime minister] Vladimir Putin and [Saudi] King Abdullah bin Abdul Aziz al-Saud is just such an honor.”
“It really makes you feel like you’re having a major impact on the world,” added Zuckerberg, the tip of his penis just peeking out from beneath a crisply starched white dress shirt.
Commenting on the tradition they hold in solemn regard, many in attendance said they view the summit primarily as a meeting of great minds, and then the showing to each other of the penises of the men who possess those great minds.
“It’s hard to believe that it’s been a whole year since I last saw Warren Buffett’s penis,” Federal Reserve chairman Ben Bernanke said while treating his own penis with a high-quality tea tree oil moisturizer to protect it from chapping in the dry mountain air. “The insight I’ve gained from looking at that man’s penis is immeasurable. It’s just one hell of a penis.”
This year’s event was marred briefly when resort security reportedly had to chase Amazon CEO Jeff Bezos and presumptive Speaker of the House John Boehner away from an open window where they were desperately trying to catch a glimpse of the influential penises. However, the unpleasantness was quickly forgotten when, to the awe and delight of all present, billionaire media juggernaut Oprah Winfrey arrived to make the rounds.