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Tuesday, May 13, 2025

Peter Edward Rose II


first published Monday, September 18, 2023


Put Pete Rose in the Major League Baseball Hall of Fame.

The harassment, purging and character assassination of Pete Rose began the unraveling of interesting Major League Baseball (MLB). They play, but not hard enough and no one earns their salary. Pete did both. He played to win. He played hardball, a quality I don't see on the field anymore. Going through the motions, hit a home run or strike out. Sit down. Play your specialized position your entire career. Boring. Who has been voted All Star playing 5 different positions? Does anyone hit a triple anymore? Or bunt? Who catches a ball after it pops out of the catchers mitt in foul territory during the playoffs?

Pete Rose is not a deep puddle of water. He even admits its. What Pete is is aware. He lives by the gut feeling. I would assume he never read a book. He couldn't sit still for two minutes his whole life. His life was action. He is a human do-ing. And what the small singles hitter did was to take a little talent and work his ass off to be, arguably, the best player in MLB history. Joe DiMaggio may have an opinion on that point.

There were many interesting stories in this book. Of course, Pete didn't write this book. Rick Hill probably transcribed a recording, cleaned up the language and edited it into a very readable biography. It's obvious to me Pete is a storyteller, a real, genuine people person. His side of the drama rang true. My world view contends this is a planned demolition of a Great American Hero. Pete's qualities were hard work, diligence, determination, striving for perfection and accountability, a street cred and believablity built up over his life. Didn't smoke, drink alcohol or do drugs. I bet some opposing players hated to play against him, but I also bet he made them play above their talent to beat him. The Reds team he was managing at the time went on to win the next World Series in a 4-0 sweep while he sat in Marion prison watching. He is respected and championed by current Hall of Famers. The persecution of Pete Rose is a society demoralization psy-op. The creature clone Bruce Jenner, the same.

If you grew up in a kind of urban neighborhood 60 years ago, there were always guys one would consider Gym Rats, sports enthusiasts bar none, a description of Cincinnati's homegrown star player. Their lives were consumed with playing sports, watching sports, talking sports. Our culture was 16-inch softball, a Chicago variant of the game and I remember the players that played to win. Denny O'Brien, Jake Crotty, and the great Tim Daniher Hall of Famer, to name three. Guys not the fastest, not the strongest, but always in the right position at the right time with sure hands and decision making. The clutch hitters. The winners.

Pete, as a young Big Leaguer, joined a USO tour to Vietnam in the mid-60's along with Joe DiMaggio. It didn't sound like a picnic. It sounded like a very dangerous position they were in. I have to tip my hat to Mr. Richard Ben Cramer's excellent biography of the Yankee Clipper. "The Greatest Living Baseball Player of All-Time" is still "The Greatest Living Baseball Player of All-Time", though dead. Joe played hard ball the correct way and that is why he is beloved by baseball aficionados today. Pete Rose is a one one thousandths percentage point behind.

His experience of 5 months in Marion, IL prison for tax evasion were heartbreaking, which thankfully, the system did not succeed. Constant humiliation and psychopath guards would break any man but Pete was tough, another quality some seem to hate. I sneer at ignorant people speaking of 'country club prisons'. Oxymorons are for sarcasm. The sharks smelled blood in the water. He did not deserve this sentence, talent wasted. Upon release, he worked community service in the Cincinatti school system. His comments on that experience should be read by educators.

He befriended some members of the Marquette 10 inside and stood together. A brief summary, the Marquette 10 were highly effective Chicago Police Department officers. Their arrests of street drug dealers were possibly too good and needed to be curtailed. Framed, they were convicted and imprisoned. As of today, a muckedy-muck in the CPD is Louis Farrakhan's former bodyguard. So goes history. FREE THE MARQUETTE 10!!!

Pete liked to gamble. It was his culture since childhood going regularly to the thorobred racetrack with his father Big Pete, Mr. Zimmer and Mr.Brinkman, fathers of other big leaguers. Pete Rose never did ANYTHING to intentionally lose. It doesn't fit his personality. He wouldn't lose a game of Go Fish to his toddler granddaughter. The money wasn't the motivation though debts increased. He made big money and he bet big money. It was his hobby.

He admitted about betting on baseball. He has paid more personal costs for a bad decison than necessary. He never threw a game. Put him in.

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Sunday, April 6, 2025

Damned Apes!!! II

 



THE NAKED-ER HUMAN

I began to read this book the day Our Beloved Teddy K died. I guess St. Ted just had had enough. This book is a wonderful companion to The Manifesto. Mr. Morris sure had vision because the pressures and stresses of urban living 2023 daily headlines scream his pronouncements from 1969. It reads as if written by a brilliant man.

Desmond Morris is a trained well-respected zoologist. In his previous book the popular Naked Ape, as the title suggests, his worldview is man as animal with some developed consciousness, a pure Darwinist perspective. I prefer to think of man as potential gods that act like animals, but when you hear the quack, you must call it a duck. Men act like animals.

On the last page of his analysis, he writes concerning urban life, it reads, " It remains to be seen if man will turn his human zoo into a magnificent human game-park or into a gigantic lunatic asylum reminiscent of the cramped animal menageries of the last century." I contend the lunatic asylum aspect wins hands down. Toss in lead joints in the ancient water pipes, EMF/RF/5G pollution bad air quality, and crap food and you have the big city conditions today. Refer: cwbchicago.com

People want to belong. They want an identity joined with others of likeness of language, culture and norms. Urbanites are constantly in the company of people not in their tribe. A person constantly lives in some shade of fear with the hyper awareness of a rabbit. A need for super-stimulus is the answer, in all its many forms. Over-do everything. Get moving, they are catching up. One is good, 14 is better. Coffee, cocaine and beer - Why can't I sleep?

There are other tribes (gangs, police, mafia, IRS, wives' girlfriends) in your sphere that intimidate 24/7/365.25. Your employer wants to fire you every day. Your character can be anonymously assassinated with an unlimited audience instantly by a single social media post. It's obvious to all your wife doesn't love you and you don't love her. Your children think you are a fool. Your co-workers act like farm animals, but you need the job. There is no escape without vast destruction like a rampaging circus elephant. They will trap and euthanize him just like they will do to you. Stevie Wonder could see the stress. He called it "Living in the City."


The author covers concepts super-tribe, super-status and super-sex as the drive needed to compete on the daily battlefield of life in an overpopulated zoo cage. The bonds, the power need and the tension release all seem to show in perverse overuse. What he failed to see was the surveillance state, watching, listening, reading whatever you are doing in your cage at any time, just like Mr. Morris did in his lifetime achievement of watching animal behavior in a zoo setting and documenting the unnatural aggressive tendencies, masturbatory acts unknown in the wild and their inability to mate in captivity.

Mr. Morris could be that Ed Harris character in the Truman Show.

The chapter on the In-Group/Out-Group dynamic in society was very interesting, if anyone can grab that portion from a free Kindle. I'm an Out-Group kind of guy. He describes the constant warring factions in society, down to long held inter-relationships of two people and how it can flip instantly was reflected in the so-called COVID "pandemic". Many relationships were instantly broken by the demands of the In-Group, the G. Which side were you on?

The Adult Child is what is needed in society. The qualities of Child - curiosity, questioning, daringness - pressing the boundaries of the envelope on Authoritarianism discipline, mores and behavior. Too many Adults in this world that have lost that connection to living. Their uncreatively upholds and become the State. They become stoolies in the zookeeper's prison. They lead a comfortable, but neurotic's joyless fearful life.

… and here we sit, in a lawn chair, getting fatter. Enjoy the fireworks. May we be forever dependent, now that we have gained our In-dependence. Celebrate this July 4th:

 StoolieFest 2023!

The corpse of Ted Kaczynski will be the Grand Marshall of the parade

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Saturday, January 27, 2024

Keep 'Em In Front Of You*


Before there was Andy Ngo, I was Andy Ngo.

For 20 years I was a co-producer of the Labor Beat cable access CAN-TV/Chicago bi-weekly program. Thirty minutes repeated the next day or four showings every two weeks in the metropolitan borders of the City of Chicago. Four or five stalwarts held the fort and did the only labor reporting, it seems, in the nation. We covered picket lines, speeches, protests and whatever our creative news nose took us, but working-class, man on the street, cinema verite style mostly. I'm very proud of anti-war work concerning Iraq, or anywhere. It just so happened our office was in the headquarters of the Communist Party.


I started in 1992 when democratic union elections (think of that) struggles like the Mineworkers and Steelworkers were stolen, or strikes like Hormel in Austin, MN or Caterpillar in Peoria, IL or the Detroit newspaper strike were happening. I was first teargassed in the Decatur/Scab City, IL WarZone. We widened our area and we often took footage from of citizen journalists on the scene. Video cameras were new and footage jumpy as it always was, it was exciting to get the on-the-ground action (by US Mail), not filtered by mainstream media. We became fairly good cameramen because we became adequate video editors. I did 10 years editing analog and 10 years digital. Digital is a snap; our quality of production grew. We were easily beyond the 500th show when I left Labor Beat. I was responsible for a lot of content, but Labor Beat is a body of work that is historically impressive - wherever it is.


I entered as a labor journalist and always considered myself a labor journalist. I left when the Corporate Counsel of the City of Chicago considered me a 'propagandist' and a 'hobbyist'. You see, I wasn't an official 'journalist' because I didn't collect a paycheck from a news organization. Make sense? They subpoenaed all my anti-war raw footage for a framed up civil case I was led into, compromising many people not on any final edit. My personal tapes, the boys at Labor Beat threw me under the bus. The "activist community" wasn't going to help me. I have rewound plenty in my mind during this time frame in my life. I wasn't going to jail over this, I handed them over to the attorneys recommended to me. I was through as Johnny-on-the-spot news reporter. 2011, I took it as far as I could. I went to California, for better or worse.


I've been following the Andy Ngo/Antifa direct action street story peripherally as I do anything that comes off the Web. If I haven't implied enough, I don't trust anyone from the digital world. But, as I also felt deeply for Brad Will getting shot dead in Oaxaca, Mexico or the fellows
I met from South Korea that smuggled VHS tapes to us from the Korean General Strike of 1997, a certain comraderie I feel. The Koreans were facing time in prison if caught. Freedoms we take for granted, I learned that then. I assumed Ngo was a plant, controlled opposition, but he got his head cracked open on the front lines and that counts a lot for me. His book was on the library shelf and I grabbed it.

He got in a little over his head, but it's a fascinating tale and he will have an angry mob chasing him for the rest of his life. I can furnish a sort of prequal to his experience.

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Further south on Ashland Avenue is Teamster City, known for its high-rise tower but they had a string of offices/retail spaces on the corner. This is 1996, The Democratic National Convention is coming to town at the brand spanking new United Center 1800 Madison St. Labor Beat rented a space and planned on full four day coverage, doing interviews with Labor people (they existed then) in the space. One of the co-producers (who shall remain nameless) brought forward a plan that we host CounterMedia, at the time, the geeky computer anarchist kids to join us in our office space. We had planned on coming and going anyway, it was agreed on.


First day, it was time to meet the cameraman and head over to the Stadium, oops United Center, I was met by Security - in my own office - by someone I never saw before. She acted like she had never had anyone tell her, "Blow it out your ass". I wasn't impressed by many of these punks that were there for the four days. Trust Fund Babies Against Capitalism, as I saw them. They were arrogant and smelled. Real bad house guests. Later, I befriended one and we were both in agreement CounterMedia was the cutting edge in on-the-ground news reporting.

I remember crowded around a computer monitor as line-by-line the picture was downloaded of a cop beating down an agitator. It was one exciting moment in Vox Publica.


I also remember one big fat bossy chick that ran their show. The Anarchist movement is full of big, fat bossy chicks and simps. I was a member of the IWW at the time, so I had some credibility, but they were a new breed to me. Do rich families send their misfit children for a tour in the IWW to cause havoc and the family shorts the stock of the target?


CounterMedia morphed into IndyMedia, speaking of Vox, Harry is an NYC IndyMedia alumni. It was so exciting to have ad hoc news agencies in every city in the nation. To upload video or just for a bathroom break and water, esp. recharge camera batteries. Now I realize it was compromised from the start, later purchased by Soros. I was young, foolish and headstrong, a lot like Mr. Ngo. Running the streets was fun. Labor Beat produced great television.


I was reading about how the AFL-CIO was going to have a great presence at the World Trade Organization meeting in Seattle in 1999. A fellow on job and I got to talking, "You wanna go?" We quit the job and were heading West that night in his green Jeep, soon to be dubbed "the gangbox". I called on two veteran reporters from Hard Hat Magazine, one from San Francisco and one from Tacoma, and there we were to decamp, 70 miles from Seattle. I was reading a magazine somewhere in Montana that the City of Seattle police force had purchased all the available tear gas from the surrounding municipalities encompassing several states. "What have I got myself into? I thought I was going to a labor rally."


I was not unfamiliar with Black Bloc and direct action, but this demonstration was the most well managed action of disruption I could imagine. To see a circle of people with arms encased in concrete tubes laying in a major intersection really stunned me. As the first day went on I videotaped at least the majority of the 13 actions planned. I never saw anything like it. I honestly didn't think their were that many 'crusties', as we called them. But they were all well coached and there for a purpose, chained to doors, harassing attendees. They closed down the summit. Nothing like a labor crowd.


When I returned from Seattle, I was given an Alex Jones' VHS from his cable access show in Austin, Tejas, stating that agent provocateurs broke a Starbucks window for the news media to show ad infinitum on major network TV, example of 'The Riot." I came upon that scene not too soon after and I can vouch for Mr. Hicks-Jones' assertion. Protestors were telling the police to arrest those Black Bloc people (military boots, military builds in pull over masks, of course). The Black Bloc was a small percentage of the people at the protest. Not everyone was all down with senseless damage. 80 Seattle cops in a semi-circle didn't move. Fox News had a satellite truck at sight. Totally staged.


We witnessed and recorded many Black Bloc street actions. We dubbed them the 'Salamanders', they were a drum team of a dozen or so wearing high fuzzy marching band hats with green stripes up the side. We instinctively knew they were giving signals of action to the crowds we weren't privy to and we'd follow. We weren't privy to anything beyond the Seattle IndyMedia Center and a few enlightened labor friends. I was awed. We slept in the IBEW local union hall on the floor. This type of protest, these types of people, an action that actually worked. I was there. Again, nothing like a labor crowd, but Labor was there, as it always is. We got a nice interview with a union carpenter on overtime boarding up the shop windows. Hilarious.

Politics 101

I have hours of footage from those 4 days. I have hours of footage from the IMF/DC protest, RNC/NY, School of Americas with IndyMedia/Atlanta. I remember Fr. Bourgeois calling the anarchists 'globalists' when they arrived at Ft. Benning 2001. One of the most edgy protests ever so soon after 911. Kathy Kelly sang "We Shall Overcome' in Arabic. I have all this stuff, somewhere.


I called them 'anarchists' or 'punks'. I was waist deep with these folks, and as in any group one can find a common interest like creating news content and they were doing AltMedia on the cusp of the introductory internet wave/hand held camera post-Rodney King days. I worked with Indymedia Chicago, also. It was a trap. Paranoia abounds in these societies. You know who the informer is? The person that calls you the informer.

I wouldn't be surprised to be shot soon. -Wes

I learned a lot from the Antifa wannabes, but I didn't call them that at the time. Giuseppe Al**** was in town for some time. He left to work for the Democratic Party in DC, I recall. He had a great line, "The Revolution will be led by firemen." Jeremy Hammond was in the mix. His chubby Mexican friend snitched him out. I sure smelled a rat on the Occupy Movement. I seemed to think the street threat would come from the Revolutionary Communist Party RCP/ Bob Avakian Maoist cult members. I always assumed there was a cross-over, but I don't hear them mentioned. The 2005 100th Anniversary of the Wobblies opened my eyes. I didn't belong anymore. The organization was taken over by people that never had a job and had no intention of creating anything. I was still a labor journalist, and the story wasn't there. Somehow, I thought we could stop a war and my talents went in that direction. No war was stopped.

Malachi Richter - immolated himself in protest of the
Iraq war July 2005

My point, Mr. Ngo, is these were the sprouts of Antifa from my personal POV. If I heard 'Antifa' the word didn't specifically stick in my mind, it wasn't exactly my crowd and surrounded in agitprop, another word to me. They always assumed I was a cop. The depth the book goes into the movement was enlightening to me, esp. the connection to East Germany.. But, you know, I was impressed when ARA broke up the Tinley Park neo-Nazi meeting with baseball bats. I admire people that get things done. I still consider dear friends in ABC Anarchist Black Cross. The biggest hearts are the most foolish.


Andy, you are a brave man. As brave as the man who saves a baby in a house fire. Was it necessary to go back to CHAZ undercover? Curiosity? They already beat your ass. What may have been different from 1999 to 2020 is the increased use of street drugs and more lumpen. I would assume as a group; they have gotten crazier and meaner. Watch your back.

Your parent's story in the Afterward is worth the read alone.  Thank you for writing this book.  I stand by every word. 

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I could be diagnosed as having PTSD, also. When the uprisings of Antifa/BLM/COVID hysteria occurred in 2020, I was agitated. I was out of my skin. I was raving, screaming into the void. I know these people. I was scared for the future, and general people weren't getting the seriousness of these actions. I wasn't someone to have around and I wasn't going to be dismissed. Plenty buried rose to the surface. I had to find a safe space. I left my loving wife because I knew she would never understand. I found cabin in the Nortwoods. Far away from any population. I intend to stay far away from any Antifa crazy. I have seen firsthand what they are about and it is not good for anyone. It's a long winter, Mr. Ngo, but I'd be glad to have a neighbor.

Chop wood, carry water.

Best wishes to a full recovery and good health in the future.

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People I've Been Thinking About:


JOFFRE STEWART - best example of an anarchist I came across. Humble, gentle, honest. And despised.


KATHY KELLEY - an inspiration. We do give our assent to our oppressors.


FRANKLIN ROSEMONT - The man never filled out a W-2 form.  He never was a wage slave. He left a lasting legacy in Charles Kerr Publishing. PENELOPE, a most lovely woman.


  REILLY - currently resting awaiting the next call to battle.

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Chris Geo died recently.

A living example of matriarchal power. She had Medusa tattoo-ed on her shoulder, turning men to stone.

Very grounded, I found that Truth was fleeting around her, amorphous, to be manipulated.  Every aspect of life was 'spin’.  Another morsel of storyline needed an addendum.  The score was never settled.  There was not to be peace around her.  She got things done.  A front-line warrior for social justice, meaning, whatever the hell she wanted it to mean. The word 'sweet' is a stretch.

She may have not liked The Patriarchy, but often it is based in kindness, that is, taking care of the pointy-headed little bastards.  Christine represented Matriarchy or the eternal seeking of power, maybe for power's sake.  It has been proven to me, time after time, women don't know what to do with power.  Being bossy is their first go-to and when that stops working, they're lost, no spontaneity or Plan B, just resentment.  Chris pulled it off better than most.  She attracted a group of self-righteous assertive childless junior Mama Bears around her.  She was admirable.

On the barricades, she was great to work alongside.  The disruption and mayhem we chronicled was historically important and her legacy remains from her camera lens and media work.  We were committed to "La Lucha", the struggle.  Now I ask, why?  Why does life have to be a struggle?  It doesn't, and I only wish she found peace in this lifetime.  The struggle will continue, without her, and without me, for quite different reasons.  In my time slice of life with her, she had Bravery, a quality in very limited scope these days, and the older I get, in any day.

 I wish her transition was seamless. RIP

obit and service

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30+ arrested at downtown protest calling for Gaza ceasefire - CWB Chicago

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unmasked - inside antifa's radical plan to destroy democracy

Audio Book

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Monday, December 18, 2023

Cows in PJs*


SAPIENS = CATTLE

Yuval Noah Harari in some internet circles is considered Mephistopheles, Vulcan and Beelzebub wrapped into one. He runs with Klaus Rothschild Schwab, The Overlord, and his crowd. He's a futurist writer not unlike Alvin Toffler from years back. I wonder how many of Alvin's predictions came true? In the spirit of Bellamy, Huxley and Kurzweil, I took it on.

This 2014 book intrigued me enough to buy his most recent proclamations if they were priced at 4 dollars at Goodwill, like this one was.


You will have to buy into tectonic shift theory, Darwinism and Neil Armstrong on the moon before you take this tome seriously. The moon thing is a done deal in my brain, the other two concepts are under scrutiny in my world view. I refuse to believe such a highly educated man (Oxford and Hebrew University of Jerusalem, respectively) can base his assumptions on such bullshit. If he wants to tell me about footprints on the moon, he is not the smartest guy in the room. He is cynically lying, selling you a pre-planned agenda of New World Empire, as you would expect from the UN, EU, USA, WEF, WHO, WTO, NGO, IMF, NAFTA, GATT, NAU, ABC, CBS, NBC, CNN, NPR, AFL, CIO, and any number of agencies selling exactly the same message.
  
Nomads from Siberia wandered to Tierra del Fuego - no makee sensee to me. I don't buy it. They left Acapulco. Why?

Having some discriminate reading, he does have a perspective of the past he describes as the Cognitive, Agricultural, Scientific Revolutions. Many interesting stories of empire making, economics and gold, and of course, slaughter, slavery, and conquest. Private armies of joint-stock companies have caused a vast majority of modern mayhem in this world.


His discourse on modern philosophies hit spot on for me. I lived through them all.

1) Liberal Humanism - every life is sacred (except abortion and war), a spark of God in each one of us (including mass murderers, pedophiles and psychopaths), people just need more information to make better choices (have a Smart phone, dumb as a rock).

The disillusionment of organized religion took the community enforced boundaries off the Do As Thou Wilt folks. It really is a half sentence, Isn't it? Let's change it to Do As Thou Wilt Without Harm to Others. Can I do that, Aleister? The fact is Liberal Humanism without a demand for personal responsibility will fail. The State steps in to enforce or punish. Or not, as is the will today in America as it spirals down into perdition.


2) Socialist Humanism - the collective spirit will bring paradise on earth (after we kill our enemies), the Central Committee has our best interests at heart (and you will go along with it), it's Democracy without the playacting of voting.

There is no fan club for Pol Pot. A good Commie like that and no recognition. Sad. One can't be an individual of personal achievements, I guess.


3) Evolutionary Humanist - and here Mr. Harari does the slightest endorsement of Nazism, just touching the iceberg. Don't see that everyday. They love humanity as much as the others, they just want to eliminate the lesser, inferior (by their standard) ones. O-Kay.

This is the solution subliminally being sent through media today. It addresses the preventable chaos now swirling around us. You know it's "Them". I know you do.

I present my boundaries in Social Solutions https://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2023/08/social-solution-compilation.html   I sure do sound like an Evolutionary Humanist. My current stance of castration upon the first violent felony and sterilization with abortion seems to indicate the Old Softie in me is gone. Some people shouldn't breed.


Being called a 'Nazi' does not appeal to me, I don't want to kill anyone. I don't admire them, but their ideology lives in the genetic scientists, politicians and social engineers running their game through current medical tyranny. The people volunteer even with pain, lifetime sickness and death a possibility of their actions, turning the other cheek to those who have poisoned them. People are sleepwalking. Many are awake, but still in their pajamas. There is little resistance.

The blitzkrieg on Gaza is a brutal example of sub-human population elimination. The propaganda tells me they are crazy violent, dirty, unhinged, and live in the ground like vermin. From every media outlet, that message resounds.


Are you a sheep or a goat? Because it's coming your way. They are following a script.

Mr. Harari's crocodile tears about the psychological harm done to farm animals in an industrial farm setting rang hollow. Reading between the lines, it seems industrial farming, only with homo sapiens, is the blueprint for the New World Order he's selling. The humans, Klaus, Yuval and gang, will captain Noah's Ark, you will be the galley slaves.*

First they came for the old, the sick, the infirmed. "Ah, Ma, she was old." Then they came for the children. "Not my kid." , the suggestable "they're nuts", the intelligentsia "never saw it coming", you, and then the criminals.

Mr. Harari and his gang was telling you just that 10 years ago. They want the world to themselves.

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Highlighted sentences from Sapiens:

pg. 28 There are no gods in the universe, no nations, no money, no human rights, no laws and no justice outside the common imagination of human beings.

pg. 24 You could never convince a monkey to give you a banana by promising him limitless bananas after death in monkey heaven.

... the vast majority of human communication ... is gossip...

* pg. 74 Among all the world's large creatures, the only survivors of the human flood will be humans themselves, and the farmyard animals that serve as galley slaves in Noah's ark.

pg. 83 This is the essence of the Agricultural Revolution: the ability to keep more people alive under worse conditions.

pg. 118 When we break down our prison walls and run towards freedom, we are in fact running into the more spacious exercise yard of a bigger prison.

pg. 221 So, monotheism explains order, but is mystified by evil. Dualism explains evil, but is puzzled by order. There is one logical way of solving the riddle: to argue that there is one omnipotent God who created the entire universe - and He's evil. But nobody in history has had the stomach for such a belief.

pg. 236 Scientist studying the inner workings of the human organism have found no soul there.

pg. 240 A predictable revolution never erupts.

pg. 242 ... cultures are mental parasites that emerge accidently, and thereafter take advantage of all people infected by them.

pg. 252 Modern-day science is a unique tradition of knowledge, inasmuch as it openly admits collective ignorance regarding the most important questions.

pg. 254 Modern culture has nevertheless been willing to embrace ignorance to a much greater degree than has any previous culture.

pg. 265 - Franklin's empirical observation's, coupled with his knowledge about the qualities of electrical energy, enabled him to invent the lightning rod and disarm the gods.

pg. 271 The only modern ideology that still awards death a central role is nationalism.

pg. 325 As Marx and other social critics quipped, Western governments were becoming a capitalist trade union.

pg. 347 Consumerism... encourages people to treat themselves, spoil themselves, and even kill themselves slowly by overconsumption.

pg. 386 People are made happy by one thing and one thing only - pleasant sensations in their bodies.

pg. 391 Hence any meaning that people ascribe to their lives is just a delusion.

pg. 405 Sapiens, too, are being turned into cyborgs.

pg. 411 Yet the real potential of future technologies is to change Homo Sapiens itself...

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Idiot's Revelation*

Bunny Hutch

Last Day On Earth*

G+B+L+F

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Monday, September 18, 2023

Peter Edward Rose*




Put Pete Rose in the Major League Baseball Hall of Fame.

The harassment, purging and character assassination of Pete Rose began the unraveling of interesting Major League Baseball (MLB). They play, but not hard enough and no one earns their salary. Pete did both. He played to win. He played hardball, a quality I don't see on the field anymore. Going through the motions, hit a home run or strike out. Sit down. Play your specialized position your entire career. Boring. Who has been voted All Star playing 5 different positions? Does anyone hit a triple anymore? Or bunt? Who catches a ball after it pops out of the catchers mitt in foul territory during the playoffs?

Pete Rose is not a deep puddle of water. He even admits it. What Pete is is aware. He lives by the gut feeling. I would assume he never read a book. He couldn't sit still for two minutes his whole life. His life was action. He is a human do-ing. And what the small singles hitter did was to take a little talent and work his ass off to be, arguably, the best player in MLB history. Joe DiMaggio may have an opinion on that point.

There were many interesting stories in this book. Of course, Pete didn't write this book. Rick Hill probably transcribed a recording, cleaned up the language and edited it into a very readable biography. It's obvious to me Pete is a storyteller, a real, genuine people person. His side of the drama rang true. My world view contends this is a planned demolition of a Great American Hero. Pete's qualities were hard work, diligence, determination, striving for perfection and accountability, a street cred and believability built up over his life. Didn't smoke, drink alcohol or do drugs. I bet some opposing players hated to play against him, but I also bet he made them play above their talent to beat him. The Reds team he was managing at the time went on to win the next World Series in a 4-0 sweep while he sat in Marion prison watching. He is respected and championed by current Hall of Famers. The persecution of Pete Rose is a society demoralization psy-op. The creature clone Bruce Jenner, the same.

If you grew up in a kind of urban neighborhood 60 years ago, there were always guys one would consider Gym Rats, sports enthusiasts bar none, a description of Cincinnati's homegrown star player. Their lives were consumed with playing sports, watching sports, talking sports. Our culture was 16-inch softball, a Chicago variant of the game and I remember the players that played to win. Denny O'Brien, Jake Crotty, and the great Tim Daniher Hall of Famers All, to name three. Guys not the fastest, not the strongest, but always in the right position at the right time with sure hands and decision making. The clutch hitters. The winners.

Pete, as a young Big Leaguer, joined a USO tour to Vietnam in the mid-60's along with Joe DiMaggio. It didn't sound like a picnic. It sounded like a very dangerous position they were in. I have to tip my hat to Mr. Richard Ben Cramer's excellent biography of the Yankee Clipper. "The Greatest Living Baseball Player of All-Time" is still "The Greatest Living Baseball Player of All-Time", though dead. Joe played hard ball the correct way and that is why he is beloved by baseball aficionados today. Pete Rose is a one one thousandths percentage point behind.

His experience of 5 months in Marion, IL prison for tax evasion were heartbreaking, which thankfully, the system did not succeed. Constant humiliation and psychopath guards would break any man but Pete was tough, another quality some seem to hate. I sneer at ignorant people speaking of 'country club prisons'. Oxymorons are for sarcasm. The sharks smelled blood in the water. He did not deserve this sentence, talent wasted. Upon release, he worked community service in the Cincinnati school system. His comments on that experience should be read by educators.

He befriended some members of the Marquette 10 inside and stood together. A brief summary, the Marquette 10 were highly effective Chicago Police Department officers. Their arrests of street drug dealers were possibly too good and needed to be curtailed. Framed, they were convicted and imprisoned. As of today, a muckedy-muck in the CPD is Louis Farrakhan's former bodyguard. So goes history. FREE THE MARQUETTE 10!!!

Pete liked to gamble. It was his culture since childhood going regularly to the thoroughbred racetrack with his father Big Pete, Mr. Zimmer and Mr. Brinkman, fathers of other big leaguers. Pete Rose never did ANYTHING to intentionally lose. It doesn't fit his personality. He wouldn't lose a game of Go Fish to his toddler granddaughter. The money wasn't the motivation though debts increased. He made big money and he bet big money. It was his hobby.

He admitted about betting on baseball. He has paid more personal costs for a bad decision than necessary. He never threw a game. Put him in.

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Monday, March 27, 2023

Hellllloooooo...



LEONARD, WE HARDLY KNEW YE
EWS reflections on;

The Ominous Parallels - The End of Freedom in America by Leonard Peikoff, 1982
Introduction by Ayn Rand

Another Goodwill bookshelf Gold Standard find

1) Self-sacrifice for the group seems defeating when your group is composed of lazy oafs, drugged-out degenerates and idiots.

2) Ayn Rand is consistently ridiculed and makes me want to take a closer philosophical look .

3) No reason to be 'just like Europe' in any way, as in health care for example. We live in America. Millions left there to get here for a reason, not repeat the mistakes. Centuries of kissing royal ass creates that attitude or is it State dependence programs in general?


4) Anti-intellectualism. See it everyday. Hear it everyday. Stupid is celebrated. Dumb and Dumber, The Hangover I, II, III, Homer Simpson, any basketball player, for example. Starting an "I'm Stupid" brand name line of expensive clothing may be a good investment. In Yiddish does MAGA translate to "I'm Stupid"? They sold a lot of those hats. A shrewd businessman may have beaten me to the copyright.


5) For total population control;

a) Debasement is essential.

b) Senseless behavior normalized.

c) Self-loathing and shame ever present.

d) Endless gossip for self-policing.

6) "Man must give up the pagan reliance on reason and turn for truth to revelation - which is the virtue in faith." Ah, that Augustine, what a joker.


7) Christianity espouses one to despise his own person, mind and body yet love his neighbor as himself.

8) Adolph Hitler was Germany's Franklin Delano Roosevelt. It's all socialism.

9) TERROR - FEAR - OBEDIENCE

10) Weimar Republic II/Amalek/USA - after a long run is about to close. What is waiting on the other side for the individual? Camps, injections, famine and war. To be left alone can't be expected.

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Thursday, March 11, 2021

The Invisible Rainbow*


I have found a book that explains many of my frustrations with people the last 25 years or so. It also explains a most confusing personal time in my life. I will tell my story through the lens of The Invisible Rainbow and while the medical professionals were stumped by my predicament, my point should be proved that acute electrical sickness is real and being anywhere around electricity is dangerous to your health.

Follow the science? Mr Firstenberg does a fine job explaining the techno for the high school graduate. It is all measurable. I truly enjoy following the science, but he can explain these concepts better than I. 

The curious should read this book. This book should not be dismissed. Electricity is a danger to you. You are getting ‘zapped’ constantly and at higher frequencies and greater magnitude than you realize.

The author’s historical cited pathway on the introduction of electricity into society parallels the growth in cancer, hypertension, and diabetes. I’ll try to paraphrase his explanation of diabetes/obesity because it rang clear in my head and challenged a personal belief. I happen to like that. I do have a few regular readers and over time may have read a mean spirited rant or two on fat people. I haven’t been fair. I was judging them harshly. I was judging on the basis of how someone could get so fat filling the pie hole with crap and that may be true for some late night snackers. The 60Hz cycle of electricity in your home and most everywhere is conducive to the same wavelength of hibernating bears. This book proves some people are more sensitive to electricity, why wouldn’t cellular function be disturbed, some be ‘allergic’ so to speak. The mitochondria do not break down food and the hibernating bear eats away. 60Hz puts their body to sleep.

Electricity disrupts cellular function: cancer. Brain cancer is not unusual for linemen and high voltage workers. Your heart beats from an electrical discharge, disrupt its’ pattern and you get that gripper, Fred G Sanford moment, and, oh well, died of a heart attack. It happens all the time.

Electricity was introduced into general population in the 1880’s, but was a fascinating essence and studied deeply from as early as 1750. There was a medical practice in fashion using micro voltage and amperage, in a long period of procedure, on the cochlear nerve in the ear causing it grow together curing deafness. Well documented and popular, the ‘electrician’ applied electricity to joints pain relief and other maladies, some with dubious results and eventually was demeaned as a treatment. But the cochlear work was done into the 1920’s.

Marconi, the great innovator of radio, suffered with heart trouble, eventually killing him. Many early scientists and researchers, like Thomas Edison, were obese, diabetic and ill.

With each introduction into the atmosphere – radio in WWI (the Spanish Influenza can be traced back to a US Army Signalman’s corps in Kansas) , Radar in WWII, satellites and HAARP and other military testing, analog to digital in 1996, cell towers, 3G, 4G mass sicknesses followed. And now with 5G the sensitivities of the population will be tested again. Like beached whales people get sick and die. No one lays out the correlation more clearly until this book came along. It lays out the correlation with hard, compelling evidence.

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In the spring of 2008 I completely melted down. I was in a state of intense anger and anxiety never experienced before. I was in an agonizing state of mental health and I didn’t know why. This blog was an effort to get out of the hole I was in and earliest posts tell the story. The MD didn’t know, but gave me blood pressure pills (helpful). He referred me to therapist; she was baffled and got out the DMS book right in front of me to look up my symptoms. I was wound tight and in trouble. This hell lasted most of 4 months, after I quit my job.

I was working electrical maintenance at a University north of Chicago. In 2005 I had the brilliant idea to get out of construction and move into the 40 hr slow shuffle of changing light bulbs. I thought it would be a delight to work on a campus. Psychologically, moving from the free movement of the private sector into institutional type thinking caused cognitive dissonance in my brain. They had their ways and no smarty pants new guy with a better idea was to be tolerated. As anyone who works for the State  will attest, management is angry and insane. I had my issues with the place, mostly the people I was stuck working with, but once I settled, for some time it was good job. They gave me the Science building to maintain.

I had my office – get this – in a switchgear room (where the power is distributed though out a section of a building). 70% of the job was changing out fluorescent light ballasts (small transformer-like internal component) from the old type to electronic. I changed a dozen a day around any other duties. I remember outside contractors were putting satellite dishes on the roof and they would call on me to open locked doors any other issues. 3G was the new thing and it would be interesting to find out when they went online. I’m guessing spring of 2008.

In the basement were two giant magnets used for research. In my enthusiasm to show what a great wage slave I could be, I redid the lights in that area. This is a room that demagnetized credit cards. I spent maybe a week on that job. The head researcher, a very weird man, said that hadn’t been done in 15 years. Now I wonder if they knew it was dangerous place to be.

These three years were on top of 25 years in construction. I worked high voltage in the refineries for two years. Transformer rooms were a daily occurrence in high rise construction and all fields (that’s an electrical joke). Then it all poured out of me. I was a mess. I was poisoned.

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I was on top of the world. I had a steady job, plenty of money, living downtown in a high rise. I was drinking too much, had too many girlfriends and was living large. Personally, I’m not very proud of my actions during this time in my life. Shattering my nerves through high living on top of my work situation didn’t help.

I hardly slept during these years. I took up lake swimming obsessively in order to collapse from exhaustion. I thought that was sleep. Could the reason for insomnia be the 40 WiFi connections in the building offered to me on my computer?

For three years I was bouncing back and forth from two exceedingly polluted atmospheres of invisible wavelengths playing on my mind and body. 

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As I stated, this book lets people off the hook regarding my frustrations with them, esp. in these insane times. I mentioned my awareness of the cause of obesity. No longer will I allow my internal voice say mean things, quite the opposite, they are victims of deranged science. After 20 years of holding a radiating cell phone to the side of their head, frying their hippocampus, the part of the brain that stores long term memory, I can let people go for being so stupid. Women talk five times more than men. I assume they are frying their brains five times faster than men. So, my anger towards unreasonable, bonzo crazy women is explained. Lack of personality in the young is another point that must be forgiven. Youth is toast.

Is there a solution to all this? We can’t get away from electrical induction. The sensitive will always suffer. You are not taking the cell phone away from the chatty. They are donating their brains to science.
Gossip, truly, is killing us all.

I’m asking the reader to be aware in conversation. People tend to complain about their dis-ease. Ask questions like How close do you live to the cell tower, monkey yard (high voltage switching locations) or powerhouse? Do you have an electric range/stove? How many WiFi’s sooth you to sleep at night? Take an accounting of the role of electricity in your own life and move away from the most modern devices as fast as you can. Use the Off button.

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Saddest paragraph (pg 386) : " Not just people, but all of nature is being replaced by electrical pulsations, and not just in cities and suburbs. Radio waves are replacing eagles and hawks in the national parks and wilderness areas, fish and whales in the earth's oceans and penguins and auks in Antarctica and Greenland where ice is melting into electric fog."


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The Invisible Rainbow: A History of Electricity and Life
5-*from Wesley E. on March 11, 2021
Baking our brains

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"HOW 5G AND RADIATION POISONING IS A CAUSE OF SICKNESS"
TRT 9.50

"It's really damn hard to be a human being these days."

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WI-FI REFUGEES: ELECTROSENSITIVE PEOPLE TRY TO ESCAPE WIRELESS TECHNOLOGY

https://www.bitchute.com/video/59VcjwUuSbj2/
TRT 52.00

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