Where We Are 2024

AMERICA 2024

“What? Me worry?” – Philosopher icon Alfred E. Neumann.

When talking to a young, unfamiliar woman and she mentions her husband, the question presented as, “Does your husband have a dick?”, is totally proper.

Assume all black people are victims even as they terrorize your neighbors and family.

Drug addiction is a life style choice and their rights should be protected.

Any of today’s sports, political, or legal results are pre-planned, scripted, and historically recorded for prosperity.

The nation of Israel is the USA’s ally and friend.

Earth is a globe and Space is endless and quiet.  Soon we will all have flying cars.

The fact young people can’t make change at the cash register shouldn’t bother you.

Sticking things in your ass for enjoyment is normal behavior, and healthy.

When Jesus comes back, boy oh boy, that will be something.

Paradise, CA 2018'wildfire' - houses burn, trees don't

When Unidentified Flying Objects are in the sky above you, just know they are there for a reason.

I’m advocating changing ‘E Pluribus Unum’ to ‘I Don’t Know’.  It seems the appropriate time.

Tule Lake Interment Camp, N. California 1942

Solar energy is great, even though, the sun sets every day.  And batteries are a toxic nightmare.

Nostalgia is a great place for my mind to live and my phone is my best friend.

I SEE STUFF 2025: Oprah is quietly being discussed in Catholic circles for canonization towards sainthood… dead matter will pile up… the invisible virus/spirits/God/devil/nuclear bomb/serial killer/one lone crazy gunman and Mommy/Daddy issues will torment us once again… trusting my lying eyes, I’m all in… many DJTs/UFOs/war theaters will appear… might be, could be, it is – the Chicago White Sox in an incredible team turn around win the World Series… the policy of armed thugs taking people to the Camps will stale, but the reasons for apprehensions will be broadened  quickly and continued unabated… Mama Bear – ism will finally suffocate us all…

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Let's Eat the Bitch*

 

Cancel Culture has been around for a long time.  It’s called “being a bitch”.  The BITCH application goes for more than majority Men in the accusation, if I hazarded a guess, the same ratio as boys raised in single mothers’ environment.  In my present age group many long time married men talk just like their wives.  Same patter, same breathless gossip, same inane statements or he becomes part of the Mean Girls at the High School lunch room table crowd.  He may even watch Ellen.  There a plenty of them.

Now I go in the grocery store without a mask, of course.  I can sense the stare.  An old woman, short, masked up to the eyeballs, hasn’t had a drop of estrogen in her system for years intently sending by telepathy angry thoughts in my direction.  Too chicken shit to approach me and try to talk to me, it wouldn’t matter anyway.  I don’t talk to people in masks.  I don’t respect their self-loathing and being ashamed to show their beautiful God-given smile.  I’m showing my mug everywhere I go.   I’m glad to be alive, grateful to the Creator.  So be it.

Everyone talks “bitch”.  No one respects labor done, nor do they want to work.  They want to sit their fat asses in front of Facebook – being Bitch Central.  If you have an account, however self-justified, you are a Facebook Bitch.  Don’t want to miss anything, I just want to laugh someone’s’ misfortune, or call someone a name.  Just so interested in everyone else’s life, you don’t have one of your own. Shallow, no personality, in capable of having a discussion on anything like that affects them directly in daily life, the television tells them that part.  No solutions offered, the life stories come off like a litany of complaints – and it don’t quit. Chase the shiny thing, bitch.

I was in Sacramento for the Women’s March against Trump soon after the election (how’s that working out, girls?), the one with all the Pink Pussy devil horn hats.  It was a very angry event. Many women wore t-shirts or signs promoting Proud to be a Bitch, Bitch Goddess, and Don’t Mess with Me I’m A Bitch themes.   Sprinkle into the stage managed crowd throw in the man-hating Lesbian Avenging Warriors and shall I approach the subject of black women Bitchiness? There is a reason black men don’t stick around, does anyone but them realize living with a bitch is impossible?

As the wolf pack crosses the snowy plain, winter winds blow, nothing to prey upon, the internal signal within turns the wolves into a ferocious attack, all dive in and eat the Old Bitch, an unproductive member, a useless over eater, a drain of resources from the whole. 

Let’s Eat the Bitch.

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Much thanks to the Henry Makow Twitter feed.

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http://mileswmathis.com/sjw.pdf

This project  (MGTOW, ews) was pretty easy to compose, because unlike serial killers, it is based on a growing truth. The projects of the past 50 years—all under the Project Chaos umbrella—have succeeded in making both men and women into assholes. I think we can all admit that. A growing segment of the population is intolerable, especially among the youth. That could be reversed, but the governors don't want to reverse it. They want to accelerate it. They don't want anyone polite, well mannered, thoughtful, educated, or stable. They want everyone needy, dopey, thoughtless, fat, lazy, and selfish. So now when the times comes for creating division, it is very easy for them. People have become so unappealing, no one can stand to be around them except their dogs—and even their dogs would prefer to be somewhere else. 

... This is why conversation has died out. It has been targeted on purpose. Yes, people still yap, but for the most part they are just repeating ideas that have been placed in their heads by the media. They are parroting movies or TV shows or government websites. If they argue, they parrot the arguments they have been fed. I dine out (cheaply) almost everyday, and I often listen to the conversations at tables around me. There is very little of it. Most people just sit there, semi-catatonic. The people that do talk have nothing to say. I can't remember the last time I eavesdropped on a serious conversation, or heard anyone say anything worth hearing. I catch people eavesdropping on my conversations all the time, which tells me they are desperate for content. They aren't happy with the way things are, and would welcome something else. 

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Disney To Release New Version Of 'Beauty And The Beast' Where Belle Shames And Nags The Beast Until He Transforms Into Effeminate Beta Male

https://babylonbee.com/news/disney-to-release-new-version-of-beauty-and-the-beast-where-belle-shames-and-nags-the-beast-until-he-transforms-into-effeminate-beta-male

cOG dIS ... 003

1) 1985 - doing blow and drinking til 4am. 2020 - in lockdown.

2) What is the ratio of virus vs.people killed from hitting deer with their cars?

3) How many crimes were committed by those released from prison, jail, or custody?

4) April 2024 Full Solar Eclipse 

5) Sunny Open Air Prison - SOAP - California

6) Our jailer will save us.

7) They express their freedom by loudly rattling their chains.

8) What is left are petty tyrants and order takers.

9) Slaves do not have privacy.

10) Rust never sleeps.

Hershey Squirt*

TRUMP RALLY Hershey, PA 

December 10, 2019 

I must admit, Trump is funny. It’s the life of an actor to have those skills. 

I tuned in to see enough of VP Pence’s introduction to realize he is one scary man. As far as warming up the crowd and ass-kissing in a most exponential way, touting success in the economy I personally don’t see in my town, his wind up at the end sent shivers down my spine. Saying in his best down home Pentecostal preacher voice “I have faith. And I will follow him.” I assume he meant Him, but that means DJT, seems the same in his mind. But 4 stars for presentation and drama in the propaganda sense. 

These rallies do have a Third Reichian quality and I’m the last person that hurls the “just like Hitler’ scenario. In the terms of theater and political agitation, they are very effective. Even though I’m one of millions tuning in, it seems I’m on the inside of a very special group. When major news ignores a sitting President’s address to the people, however partisan it is, it gives a feeling of belonging. This illusion is created, of course. The rulers of the economy are going to give what the populist platitude spewing Judas Goat of actor/leader and his adoring ‘common man’ want and then pull the rug from under them, crashing the stock market and showing everyone who is Boss. 

The Democrat Party is doing everything in its’ power to lose the upcoming election and it’s no accident. Using Orange Man’s description of his ‘opponents’ – “Low IQ Maxine Waters”, “Sleepy Joe Biden doesn’t even know what state he is in”, Elizabeth Warren is Pocahontas, has a big mouth and is crazy, Buttigieg “I dream about him at night” and the evergreen Barack HUSSEIN Obama. How can you not agree with Trump that, “The Democrats have nothing” and “They are bad people that do not represent you.” That is according to script. 

His 80 minute presentation was a tour-de-force of sarcasm and confidence, while yelling “Brooklyn” at all times. I guess that is what a political rally is supposed to be. In a society that needs constant entertainment; finally we have a Catskill refugee that can deliver the lines. Maybe it’s why the Industry killed stand-up comics to make way for Him. He has some great writers from the Tribe – Shiff, Nadler, Goldman, et.al. – to provide material. His Lenny Brucian extended “Lisa, I love you so much…” bit was troubling and made me uneasy, but so did Lenny Bruce – and he was funny.  He doesn’t take any prisoners, that’s for sure, calling Ambassador Sondlund “corrupt”, mocking Shifty Schiff’s press conference appearance and slamming him with derisive description again and again and saying “there are good people in the FBI, but not in leadership positions.” 

Who created this Phantom Menace ‘Bag Daddy’. James Brown sang Papa Got A Brand New Bag. The intelligence office that made up that name must laughing their asses off. What was disturbing was both Pence and Trump salivating with delight recreating the hokey scenario that went down. It plays into the worst of the crowd, which, of course, they loved. As expected, a vocal demonstrator on cue interrupted and was escorted out to the congratulation of law enforcement. 

One telling quote – out of context, I concede – was “The Republican Party has never been so united because they understand it’s all a hoax.” The use of the words ‘hoax’ and ‘fraud’ could have been used as a drinking game like when W said ‘freedom and ‘liberty’. These actors really do tell you what they are doing, but not for those “Who have eyes and do not see and ears that do not hear.” That was the real Him that said that. 

Reposted at: http://www.thetruthseeker.co.uk/?p=199249
Excellent comment section

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State of the Union BS

https://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2019/02/sotu-bs.html

SOTU BS 2020*

https://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2020/02/sotu-bs-2020.html

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Meet Prime Minister Boorish Johnson: A Sistema-Made Man

December 13, 2019 Thomas Müller

https://www.winterwatch.net/2019/12/meet-prime-minister-boorish-johnson-a-sistema-made-man/

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Blue-Collar Workers are Now Solidly Republican

https://www.americanthinker.com/articles/2019/12/blue_collar_workers_are_now_solidly_republican.html

As Boris Johnson converted blue collar workers en masse to vote for the British Conservative Party, Trump did the same thing in 2016 in winning the all-important battleground states of Pennsylvania, Michigan and Wisconsin and he will now solidify and expand on those gains in November of 2020 by completely taking away a formerly reliable Democratic voter bloc that they have now lost.

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‘You Little Pencil Neck’: Trump Criticizes Adam Schiff At Toledo, Ohio Rally

https://dailycaller.com/2020/01/09/donald-trump-adam-schiff-pencil-neck/

“Say Adam, how are you doing?” said the president, pretending to have a conversation with Schiff. “Listen, we have the world’s number one terrorist, killed thousands and thousands of people. We’d like to set up a meeting so we can discuss his execution. Would you be willing to meet? ‘Well, I won’t be able to make it this week.’ Well, you know, he’s traveling fast. We’ve got him lined up, Adam, you little pencil neck.”

  

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February 29, 2020

What it's like for a first-timer at a Trump rally

By Andrea Widburg

If you've watched rally videos, you already know what makes them so special: it's Trump himself. He is exactly as you see him on the screen — a larger-than-life, uniquely American character, a showman who is nevertheless a person of tremendous substance and accomplishment. He's also a comedian with the perfect timing of any performer who ever appeared on a Borscht Belt (AKA Catskills) stage.

Social Masochism*

 

Social Masochism – The action of people or support of causes that diminish the standard of living. 

If your local school board allows the serving of Halal meat – not approved by the FDA regulations – in your child’s cafeteria, they are Social Masochists. 

If your city council protects non-citizens of this country in direct violation of Federal immigration laws, they are Social Masochists. 

If you elected representatives advocate seizure of lawfully purchased guns by law abiding citizens, they are Social Masochists. 

If homosexuality and promiscuity are tolerated and approved to the detriment of the family unit, those people are Social Masochists. 

Drug addicts who use social services well beyond individual needs, they are Social Masochists. 

Child abusers – sexual, physical, emotionally and spiritual – are Social Masochists. 

Producers and talent of pornography are Social Masochists. 

Pharmaceutical companies and street drug dealers dispensing known poison are Social Masochists. 

Drunk drivers are Social Masochists. 

Those that stifle and stop free discussion of ideas are Social Masochists. 

Liars – for employment retention (media) or ideologies (Islam, Communist or Scientology) or maintaining power (G, Intel Agencies, politicians) are Social Masochists.

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December 15, 2019

America's real disease is toxic ignorance

By Leann Horrocks

https://www.americanthinker.com/blog/2019/12/americas_real_disease_is_toxic_ignorance.html#ixzz68CACnNy6

The new favorite adjective of the unguided left is "toxic." Toxic masculinity, toxic racism, toxic this, toxic that. The real problem today is toxic ignorance.

Int'nl MENS' Day*

What this modern society seems to despise is someone standing up for themselves.  Someone claiming credit for the work done by them.  Quiet tolerance through drudgery is a slave mentality.  Among the girl talk, the shortest leash and tightest collar wins the last Bon Bon.

Shouting about Equality while standing on a pedestal waiting to be adored doesn't work for many men with a sense of self.  When the breeding and nesting is done,  when the 5AM alarm clock stops screaming, when the time of life is quiet contemplation, her demands are not important.

Love is fleeting. Love is fun. Love doesn't bind.

Crying has gotten to be such a manipulative game.  I've grown cold.  Too many ghost wolves.  There are tragedies and pain deserving of emotion.  As I see at least three women crying every night on my local news, I've grown immune.  I have to save my empathy energy for my loved ones.  Screen images are make believe, their story not mine, too many just plain made up. Women are not special.

Toughen up, gals.  Butch up, Sally.  It's a bitch out there.

... and you want to do these traditional male jobs like the trades or police/fire, do them well or don't do them at all.  The world doesn't bend to your fat ass needs and inability to work on a team.

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https://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2018/11/im-masculinist.html

https://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2018/11/holiday-hints.html

https://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2019/01/words-of-love.html

https://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2019/05/talk-girl.html

https://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2018/10/grrl-power.html

https://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2019/03/bully-woman.html

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published November 20, 2019

Social Solution...002*

'HEALTH CARE'

I’m going with the fact we have 9 holes in our physical bodies. Possibly, my plan could be refined for insurance of the left ear, but not the right, that can be discussed later.

For now we – meaning us – have a pie hole, a rectum damned near killed him, urinary hairy yum yum spot, and two audio sensory holes and two amazing visual ability holes, nasal olfactories that dictate our life more than we know.  Nine holes.

The State should be responsible for basic dentistry. The source of all, I men ALL of our problems, our Big Fat Mouths. How responsible are they for the maintenance of the plumbing?  GIGO. Also, any injection to the exit hole and any health troubles that ensue are yours.  

Drug addicts who punch holes in themselves couldn’t apply. You know that blow job pleasure inducing tongue piercing? When it gets infected? That’s on you, baby. You own that hole. Received a gunshot through the abdomen on a drug deal gone awry? Pay the fuck up. Too many holes.

Always emphatic, understanding of unexpected happenstance to the innocent. Train wrecks, earthquakes, who knows what - did you really ask for that extra hole? Let's iron over every instance like Mom's denim patch kit.  Keep the 9 holes working through all adversity. 

There will be no tattoos for me. No punching holes in my space suit, my spirit branded like a NASCAR driver.

Nine holes.  All need attention.  The serious first.

Social Solution... 001*

'HOMELESSNESS'

I was watching a YouTube video featuring Ellen Lee Zhou (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cmJGwZZBfug).  She is a declared candidate in the upcoming race for San Francisco mayor.  She made the statement that the current mayor, London Breed, wants to create 'clean spaces' so drug addicts can inject themselves in a sterile, safe environment. I was aghast at the misplaced empathy, but I have come to develop a further idea, one that I present as a social solution of a problem causing extreme hardship in America, and West Coast cities in particular.

Any musician not affiliated with The Eagles of Los Angeles, CA should be banned from attempting another lame version of the song Hotel California. Recently, while in the audience of another insufferable rendition, listening to the demonic, horror film lyrics backed by out of tune sloppy, guitar work, they gamely got the the part of the song that says, "You can check in, but you can never leave." That got me to thinking...

Whether it's you or society as a whole, a problem can never be solved unless it is properly named.  I, for example, don't use the description of those  unsheltered residents by the river as 'homeless'.  I prefer 'drug addicts'.  If I meet a 'homeless' person, I ask them, "Why are you hanging around with drug addicts?" 

Suppose Mayor Breed opens a Hotel.  Any drug addict can find shelter, if and only if, they supply their vital information, their nearest kins' address and phone and if they designate where to send or what to do with their remains.  While at the Hotel, they are provided all the Meth, crack cocaine, opioid of choice - unlimited and free.  There will be no hand holding social workers or police or paramedics on site.  All you want, for as long as you want, until you are dead.  You will not be returning to a public space.

I can't see any abortion supporter being put-out by such a suggestion.  Please, do not use the sanctity of human life argument.  These people with their own free will come through the entrance.  That can't be said of an aborted fetus, no matter what stage of embryonic life. We are simply giving the drug addict what they want.  Stay and enjoy - leave horizontal and cold.

This could work.

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Los Angeles Is Spending Over $1 Billion To House the Homeless. It's Failing.

Los Angeles County saw disease outbreaks and 1,000 homeless deaths last year.

 12.5.2019 

https://reason.com/video/los-angeles-is-spending-over-1-billion-to-house-the-homeless-its-failing/

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Oakland Officials Consider Moving City’s Homeless Onto a Cruise Ship

A single cruise ship could house thousands of people.

https://themindunleashed.com/2019/12/oakland-officials-consider-moving-homeless-onto-cruise-ship.html

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It's Happening!

CALIFORNIA BRINGING BACK DEBTORS PRISONS FOR HOMELESS

 December 9, 2019

https://www.blacklistednews.com/article/75676/california-bringing-back-debtors-prisons-for.html

Officials throughout California have grappled with various ways to deal with the ongoing crisis, however, in the Northern California city of Redding, Mayor Julie Winter has sent a state-of-emergency request to Gov. Gavin Newsom, approved by the Redding City Council last week, that requests the right to involuntarily detain people into homeless shelters.

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Back Home in Pelosi’s San Francisco: Ho

meless Drug Addicts Are Now Taking Dumps in the Supermarket Aisles

San Francisco has more drug addicts than public high school students.

https://www.thegatewaypundit.com/2019/12/back-home-in-pelosis-san-francisco-homeless-drug-addicts-are-now-taking-dumps-in-the-supermarket-aisles/

O is for Olympics? II*

O Is For Olympics

I went to the Oprah show at Millennium Park this morning. I couldn’t resist another huge feeling of alienation – I’m pretty sick that way.

She invited 150 or so American Olympians from Peking as her guests and Mayor Daley weaseled a tough ticket, to boot. Yes, the stereotypes were there – the fawning women, the inside knowledge of Oprah and her friend Gayle, the cultishness was thick. But this wasn’t just the usual morning shtick. We were enveloped in red, white and blue confetti, chants of “USA, USA”, and a declaration of a mystical national spirit that made them run faster, jump higher, and kick foreign ass in sports no one else plays.

Michael Phelps seems like a normal enough guy. They all wanted to marry him, or at least, were real interested in his sexuality (aren’t we all?). His mother was there and we cried right along with her (didn’t we all?). He won his race, as Dana Torres lost hers, by .001 of a second. I don’t feel that’s Olympian, that’s just plain petty. Let these people swim the English Channel and talk to me about thousands of a second.

A gymnast stated that after watching Oprah’s show and buying the book O recommended, she compiled a “vision board” with a printed gold medal in the center and then went on to win in Peking. The fact her parents were Olympic champions, has been coached since the age of three and trained 8 hrs a day was happenstance. She won the crowd bowing in the Church of Oprah.

I can’t think of a more undeserving bunch than the Men’s basketball team. These men have been coddled since showing any talent (and height) from a very young age. Full scholarships through college, million dollars contracts upon graduation. And they squeaked through Spain. Kobe, of all people, implied they were redeeming the reputation of American basketball players. Keep it in your pants would go a long way towards that, Kobe.

Oprah did highlight the achievement of the Afro-American swimmer and fencing medal winners from the Bronx and Brooklyn, respectively. Good for them.

Three quarters of the women’s relay team was there and as the replay on the screen showed, the final runner caught and passed the Russian on her last strides. That got one of the largest ovations of the day.  Quite apparent to me the Red Scare still exists. Ms. Oprah asked her if she received the extra boost of energy from all the national spirit sent halfway around the world. The runner replied that she did. She didn’t get mine; I was asleep on the couch at the time.

Kerry and Misty gave O a volleyball and it wouldn’t do her any harm to get out to North Avenue beach for a game or two. Misty will be Dancing with the Stars this coming season, now can’t you just wait? OMG.

Along with Oprah, Obama and Olympics this was an Overt commercial for the Chicago 2016 bid. The suburbanites want it and fighting it seems like energy spent. In my worst moments I can’t even see the world in 2016 existing, but like the Colombian Exposition of 1898 it will be here with the accompanying 40% unemployment and it will be like a Hollywood western town set, a la, Blazing Saddles. Meanwhile, the poor will continue to have their land grabbed and huge money will change hands for speculation. Nothing will be improved except new ways to fleece the tourists.

These sorry citizens need something to cheer for – give them circuses. “We won more medals than any country on Earth!” Oprah crowed. No kidding. “How did feel to hear the National Anthem on the stand?” she gushed. I refuse to stand for it; the war song makes me cringe. These athletes were supernatural, Ubermen, godlike, according to the show. Drunk on sports this society is with a decision quick and final, unlike any other aspect of this government, like war and health care for instance, subjects that take so much disturbing effort to think about. Let’s make idols out of our well-to-do beautiful youth. Let’s pretend they are perfect and a perfect reflection of our racist, classiest, sexist, mean spirited society.

I Heart Oprah, it’s so easy to go with the flow. What took me so long?

Reprinted from March 26, 2009

Holiday Hints*

No Ma'am

Well, the holidays are here and I have to sit through more endless gossip and small talk with your women friends. Here's a few hints, Honey, on surviving with me the next couple of weeks:

1) Don't finish my sentence for me.  Ever.

2) When one of the ladies asks me a direct question; I answer it.  Not you.

3) Tell a "cute" story about me and I will get up and leave.

4) Do not correct any statement from me in front of your friends.

5) Don't mention my bathroom habits.

6) Phony compliments are just that, phony.

7) Questions about my children are mine to answer.

8) Talking about people not there is rude.  Speaking about people sitting next to you is insulting.

9) Siding with the Big Bully Woman (and there is always one) will promote my disappearance.

10) Recognize bad company the way I do.

DLTBGYD*

DON'T LET THE BASTARDS GRIND YOU DOWN

"[They] were not fighting this perpetual war for victory, they were fighting to keep a state of emergency always present as the surest guarantee of authoritarianism."- George Orwell, 1984

This country is on a razor's edge. There will be an explosion or implosion, which may be worse. The course will be made day by day, solutions to large public problems pointed at society's structures seem so lame. As much as "throwing money" at a problem is degraded that is exactly what we do with hurricanes or financial meltdowns. Of course, getting the money out of the working persons' hide must happen first before the throwing can begin.

What is happening now is a squeezing by higher forces of our bank accounts, our integrity and our balanced mental make-ups. In the economic world, very little comfort exists for any but the elite and it forebodes to get worse. In our daily lives we are assaulted by news and observations of corruption and our emotional and interpersonal relationships deteriorate as these destructive instances invade a happier life. It takes an incredible amount of awareness, self and worldly, to be on top and ahead of depression in all its forms.

Your job (if you have one) stinks. Your spouse is a louse. Your pension plan is swirling down Wall Street's toilet. Getting older, unappreciated and peace seems like such a fantastic prospect. Where do you go from here? I'd suggest to be thankful for the roof that is, hopefully, over your head every night. To be grateful for the state of health, hopefully well, that you are in today. And to tell any loved ones that, hopefully you be with, their importance in your life. It's absolutely essential to train your mind to see the wonder of the world around you and negate the misery so prevalent today with honesty and empathy. If any tools of kindness are available its' time to use them.

Voice in the Wilderness*

Voice In The Wilderness

A group of men got together to start an organization. The biggest bully becomes second-in-command, the President has some brains and can be counted on to deliver respectability. The Board of Directors is made up of weak willed individuals kept in line with the illusion of holding secrets of perceived power overseen by the Chairman - the bully who actually runs the whole show.

The minions who dutifully show up to pay their dues, give support and browbeat any dissidence in the group always thirst for more - More Inner Secrets, More Prestige for the club, More Sense of Belonging. They follow without critical judgement and when contradictions occur they bray, "Four legs good, two legs bad." Once a member wanted to do "The Right Thing" and they looked at the bully-in-charge and saw a character to be assassinated. They did it gleefully, but some were concerned. Something didn't seem kosher.

The desert awaited, a lonely existence needing constant inner fortitude developed for the exile. He waited and although what was proposed was quickly registered as true, his original announcement was declared "personally ambitious" and the group decided all things. The club didn't worry about the one missing member.

Messages began to appear calling for help. The bully-in-charge and his weak willed followers were mistreating more members. Most left quietly, feigning fidelity backing out the door, but not participating. Bullies-in-waiting saw a chance for advancement. The weak willed followers were confused. Control of the money was questioned. The President churned out more ideas that went over the head of the club. He started to act like he was the Leader. The bully-in-charge saw what the problem was - subversion from the desert source. 

He didn't want to be bothered, continuing his meditations and study. The club struggled with declining membership and internal bickering. Every once in while, without his knowledge, his stand was reconsidered and put away again with derision. And each time he got another questioner of the power structure. While he went and stayed away, the nagging righteousness remained.

Charitable events run in the past became fishing tournaments. Camaraderie became drunken events. Gossip ruled the day and stories of missing members became more outrageous. The bully-in-charge took it all in, seeing all working fine, all problems external in nature. Recruitment was of the underachiever and misfit. The club reputation took a hit when the President left. His replacement was Minor bully-in-charge, disciple. No one respected him, but played like they did. Leaving the sense of belonging was too much for the loyal stalwarts and they would have followed anyone. 

Reactionary thinking was the only order of the day. Alternative thinking, challenging ideas were ridiculed. Respect was only for a certain few, ironically, the source of most of their problems was expected to be respected as well. It took work to think, it took physical appearance to dutifully follow, nothing more.

The Exiled One never returned. He learned the the political life is unrewarding, unappreciative and soul tormenting. Somewhere over the years his life meaning became more important than shoring up a system of recycled meanness. There were others that found him and learned the same message. There is no peace without internal, personal peace first. Secrets are only yours. Power is the ability to survive in a caring, loving way. Intelligence doesn't mean useful ability. The desert holds many mysteries.

Home Run Around*

I awoke this morning with a txt proclaiming the End of the World (as we know it) from a stalwart Green Party activist in SW Chicago. His guy for State Rep, Ochsenfeld, a very decent man got 15%. Locally Greenies clocked in at anywhere from 7 - 15%. The top of the ballot for Governor, Rich Whitney - a very credible presentation to be a candidate in the land of Mutt and Jeff politics - got 3.4%. The showing by Rich Whitey (as the ballots prepared by the Chicago Election Commission printed last week) denies him funding ( correction: 11072010, ews... creates position for GP to gather exorbitant number of petition signatures ) for the next election. The misspelling of his last name blamed on bureaucratic error. I can't get enough of Chicago politics.

You want politics? I'm currently at lunch, enjoying a Hoppy afternoon, watching the San Francisco population elevate to near god-head baseball playing country boys and Latin American especials with the orchestrated pomp and circumstance of Circuses rather than Bread. Always money for fireworks shows or funerals of state proportions for fallen police officers of street death or terrorist fly overs by infernal killing machines. Winning a World (regardless of Japan, Cuba, etc) Series every lifetime deserves mention. It doesn't deserve too much of our time or tax dollars.

The fascist backdrop of the state buildings, the security presence, and Jon Miller introducing Herr Govenator ("come with me if you want to live" a patron comments), spooked me but the crowd roars. He says the Giants "are a machine". Trans Humanism is complete in California....

... all very corporate, owner/slave type speeches from the Brass, I believe "our boys" may have been used. The players sit on the stage as if in a corral and look with the nervous attitude of an alpaca - they know where they are, do you?... thoroughbred horses, some with brains. Does anyone remember Andy Messersmith? or Curt Flood? Ted Lindsay?, hockey fans?...

One ironic observation watching this corporate media feed is the crowd is overwhelmingly white. Very un-diverse, even the camera can find a black face at the Republican National Convention, but not here in the Land of Political Correctness. 

Except for the players, of course...

The manager delivered a very humble speech, as a good leader should do. He said the team felt "the presence" of the fans as they charged their way to (a quarter million dollar extra payday) a championship, but his sincerity was felt. This team has a lot of personality. I watched every pitch. I suppose I'm as distracted in life as the next mook in this great land of ours.

"Let's all say Juan Uribe!" Uooooo..., or did they say "Doo Do"?

So, this morning was spent reliving the crushing defeat of any social legislation, now just rapturously adoring athletes. As selected players came to address the crowd some spoke better than national candidates, some have never spoken before a crowd since high school speech class, some said thanks for the coaches and teachers in their life. Even one or two said, "thank God" (at the same time recognizing the training/medical staff). Rally Thong delivery crushed the Rally Monkey hex, perhaps Cub Fans should roast Sam Sianis (or his goat).

If it was so easy...

As Paris burns, ... reporting from the front lines... holding the barricades

- friend of Leon Berger 11032010

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http://www.chicagobreakingsports.com/2010/11/cubs-accidentally-damage-harry-caray-statue.html

The statue existed without incident for 11 years at the corner of Addison and Sheffield, except for a couple pranks in which someone hung a dead goat carcass on the statue. That occurred once in 2007, and again before the home opener in 2009.