i pick you

i have followed politics my whole life you could say it is a family disease. i am not sure why we have this affliction but as it turns out i have observed a lot of politicians over the years as a result. and there is one in particular who strikes me as the most loathsome, and that would be joe lieberman. not sure what exactly about him makes my skin crawl it could be his nasally voice the simpering way he whines out the mewling words, and the words themselves always have some petulant ring like when a three year old has some problem and can't quite be reasoned out of it, except in joe's case the problem will be based on some lie no doubt or the perennial victim narrative he is so fond of. perhaps he has a dna strand for that kind of thing. and he blinks a lot maybe the lying words from hell dry out his eyeballs as they escape from his toady lips. i don't know but he really sucks. plus he has that imperious tilt of his head he is so holier-than-thou the honorable joe lieberman with the lie built right into his name. the kind of guy who parks his taxpayer provided car in the handicapped spot just because he can he is entitled and don't you forget it.

it takes a guy like joe lieberman to snivel out the words 'i think some people have to be held accountable for the mistakes, the human errors that the president acknowledged that enabled the nigerian bomber getting on the plane.' oh really joe? how passive aggressive can this guy be? he stands there, proud jew, in israel, the terrorist entity that refuses to define it's borders or declare it's nuclear weapons while simultaneously engaging in a sixty plus year brutal ethnic cleansing campaign against the palestinians and anyone else who stands in the way of 'the jewish state' and it's megalomaniacal plans for world domination, subverting the sovereignty and national interests of the american people and the people of the world at every opportunity, in perpetual deference to 'the jewish state,' and he sniffs about accountability.

you know something i think some people need to be held accountable too, and i propose we start with joe fucking lieberman.

shopping

someday soon i hope to be able to go into a store maybe it will be a local business not a chain store, that would be nice, anyway the local businesses don't normally treat people the same as the big chains but i digress. i won't name names but since it is the holiday season i have been in some stores and i am tired of being treated like a potential criminal. in one store i went to purchase a camera since the two we own the older one being maybe four years and the newer one being no more than one point five years but both broken, the older already having been repaired once. you know what the fuck they don't make anything worth a damn anymore why even bother to buy something expensive? i spend a hundred dollars on a camera today because i want to take some pictures of my family you know? my other cameras are broken and obsolete. so i'm not buying anything but the hundred dollar model because i know that in about one year the damn thing will be either obsolete or broken or both. so it's not like a big decision anymore even though by all rights you should be able to purchase a product like a camera and expect to own it and use it without incident for five or ten years or am i just old fashioned? i guess so well whatever i remember when...

so i go to the store i have purchased other things there before like laptops and ipods so i'm what you might call a customer but i am treated like everyone else -- a likely suspect for shoplifting. yes the store is jam packed with displays of videos and music and electronics products many tens of thousands of dollars of merchandise all set up on the displays so tightly organized and crammed into the damn store that the many employees and customers have to walk single file excuse me pardon me bump excuse me wait wait bump shift step aside wait for help. oh hi i would like one of these cameras. ok sure i have the key the cameras are locked in a cabinet because they must get stolen yes i see but *i* am not about to steal the god damn fucking camera i would just like to purchase the piece of shit so i can take pictures for a year until i have to buy another piece of shit camera to replace it ok? well fine so she gets the supposedly valuable piece of shit camera out of the locked cabinet but she can't put it in my little shopping basket because i might *still* steal it you see so now i have to tell her if i'm done shopping. um YES. i'm done i can't wait to get out of this fucking hell hole store please ring me up. she rings me up and i put my new junk camera in the disposable plastic bag over my hand and head for the exit bumping and excusing my way single file past the copious display of merchandise so much merchandise that you need a damn bread crumb trail to find your way to the door with the theft-protection detector sensor thingamabob gauntlet devices at the exit. and yet there's still an employee there oh hi thanks for shopping here could i please just check your receipt?

are you people fucking kidding me????? i have already been treated like a criminal twice in ten minutes -- once by having to ask for help to get the camera out of the locked cabinet and a second time by not being trusted to shop with the thing in my basket and yet that is not enough. i must be subjected to yet a third humiliating personal security check to make sure the thing in my plastic bag matches the receipt before i walk through the securitized gates -- the fourth check.

oh i'm sure the management does this to keep costs down mm hmm so they can pass it on to you and me. yes that explains how i can go in there with my such-a-good-customer coupons which looked so promising when i printed them off although there did seem to be a lot of fine print but i went shopping to drop a couple of hundred dollars on electronic crap that will break in a matter of months. but my coupons gave me ten percent off the lousy accessory so that i saved a whole three dollars. goodness gracious thank you so much that will pay for a school lunch. i guess i will not make a turkey sandwich for one of my children one of these days and i'll be sure to snap a picture of my child with my new hunk o'crap camera on the morning that he or she leaves for school to buy school lunch with the three dollars i saved from shopping at the store with such diligent anti-shrinkage/customer humiliation policies that they could afford to pass on a three dollar savings to me, a good customer.

so i just looked at the guy with this look i don't know what it was but it felt like if there was a thought bubble visible over my head it would say something rude or at least contain a WTF. but since it would be rude to say what i'm sure i was thinking at that moment and i really to try not to be rude to people because i understand they just find it so random seeing as this type of behavior -- meaning treating customers like potential criminals -- must be the height of good management best practice kind of stuff, so i just looked at him a little fiercely and left. and i'm sure he was thinking 'what a bitch' as i walked to my car. ha.

bitchslapped

image from: http://blog.makezine.com/archive/2008/12/electrojunk_sculpture_for.html


so, yeah, i can't post at my news blog because somebunny flagged me as spam bo hoo hoo and now the google people will take their sweet time to fix it i'm sure. must have got too close to something i'm guessing in the philippines so they put the oven mitt over my head. hey whatever there's nothing i can do about it but wait it out and catch up on my reading.

anyway you know i call that blog the good guys will win ha for a reason. the greatest accomplishment a person can have today is to speak the truth. and the more people get sucked into the power establishment the less able they become to speak the truth and in many cases even to discern it. but the truth has a way of coming out just ask tiger woods. so they play a losing game of kick the can and they keep kicking the can down the road but they don't know who lives down the road.

if there's one thing i believe it's that we cannot predict how things will work out they just don't work out how you ever expect and that's something i've learned over and over again. the true God of goodness and truth and creativity can take everything we throw at him with our free will abuses and make a work of art out of it and it might look like one of those junkyard sculptures but it's gonna be good and you will laugh because it will be sort of recognizable and silly with googly eyes and springs and funny proportions like the most talented caricaturist bobble-headed doll rendition of something you've ever seen. and then after everyone has a good laugh except the people whose precious metal junk just got sculpted by the master, he'll take that metal creation and melt it down in the crucible and burn off all the impurities and then we'll see who has been bitchslapped worse and who is made of gold and who is made of tungsten and who is a carbon based human being and who is a piece of dirt.

happy thanksgiving

oh hi happy thanksgiving. taking a little break from cooking for my family and hey i just have to say it's good to be a conspiracy theorist right about now. i mean between the leaked memos about global warming and bin laden aka cia asset tim osman reportedly dead since december 2001, now hitting the "mainstream" media eight years later, hey good times. what's next? the american government is run by jews? say it isn't so. i hear they control the media too. *and* hollywood. jeebus crow. things will really start to get good when we see famous powerful people in handcuffs on the teevee. i for one am ready. bring it.

critics

so yesterday a brilliant blogger friend of mine who busts his ass trying to help people understand how they're being manipulated got an email critique which basically told him to calm down sheesh you sound all preachy hey maybe if you really want to be helpful you should think of all the white christians who might read this and try to connect with them and don't be putting pictures of dead children in your articles it's very upsetting you know. well naturally the critic phrased it all somewhat less pointedly, not much, but you know i'm all about reading the actual message no matter how it's couched and that was the message of this critic, all smugly self-assured that it can't possibly be as bad as some of us claim so therefore we oughta tone it down or risk being marginalized. and i have been personally accused of going too far and upsetting people in their bubbles with my sharp pointy pointedness. which is true. i absolutely have done that many times so many times and i am consequently marginalized and that's fine with me.

so my friend felt badly here he has put so much thought and time into his work, uncompensed of course, and he asked me what i thought. and i told him that blogger is free and if this critic really wants to be "helpful" this critic should start a blog and make it just as dumb as the critic finds appropriate for his or her dumb thumb-sucking audience. ok i didn't put it quite that way but that was the message. i mean why should anyone dumb anything down at this point do we not have enough dumbed down information in the world? must we forever protect people's feelings from the sharp edges of the truth? fuck that shit. as i said in my own defense when it happened to me, yeah i know so and so is upset but it's TRUE. what am i supposed to lie to make people feel better? i don't think so. go get your fucking blankey and curl up on the couch if it upsets you. read a magazine or watch teevee god knows you won't be assaulted by the truth doing that.

there's some progression people go through. those who started with 9/11 of course have been at it for a long time, the ones who started earlier should be revered as the real prophets of our age but let's leave them aside for now. let's say sometime after 9/11 a person began to have some nagging doubts and started looking into things. one thing leads to another it's all connected, that is both the horror and the beauty of starting to look into things independently, you soon learn that everything you ever knew is total bullshit. and i do mean everything -- politics religion finance culture media history science medicine education foreign policy think tanks charities -- the whole thing has been tainted with a shade of evil twisted sometimes subtly sometimes not but in every field of endeavor you will find lies important lies strategic lies that mean the difference between life and death for somebody somewhere. and you start to realize how many somebodies have died as a result of these lies and you see so many others queued up for misery and death all chipper and willing and obviously mind-controlled but having NO IDEA and you say to yourself wtf? this is absolutely diabolical. so after you recover your balance you're now standing right-side up in an upside-down world, realizing that *everything* is fucked up but now you are properly oriented and sufficiently recovered from the shock so you can move around freely again without bumping into things.

however what seems to happen is that some people can see you moving around freely but they just can't accept that *everything* is fucked up that just can't be possible so they must keep a few sacred pillars in place to orient themselves in the fucked-up world. but they still want to move about freely. except they refuse to do the polar magnetic reverse mind-fuck manuever which one has to do in order to drink the free-thinking juice from the free-thought-straw. so the resulting confusion and frustration which results from their denial that they have to go "all the way" like some free-thinking whore, that frustration of being neither here nor there must go somewhere and that's what people like me are for -- to be "fucked up" so you don't have to be. so sayeth the critics.

of kings

that princess diana she was something wasn't she? i'm not so much for paying attention to the royals and all that kind of stuff but have been paying more attention lately, not necessarily to the british ones but to royalty in general. for as i'm realizing that one of the great mindfucks we've all been treated to is this idea that the royal families are somehow superfluous because they have no political power. therefore don't waste your time watching them. tremendous mind-staggering wealth aside...they have no "political" power wink wink wink.

course not. they don't need any. politics would be for the entertainment and distraction of the common folks and meanwhile the royal families live pleasant and relaxing lives enjoying privacy and wealth and privilege, and by the way they absolutely take all the bloodline business dead serious and that's why they don't go around marrying commoners, it means renouncing rights to thrones and things like that. so it happens but probably not a decision to take lightly.

so while we're all paying attention to the nimrods playing politics all these royal cousins are doing what exactly? well who knows. they enjoy privacy but something lately tells me there's a fight or something on amongst them and given their prodigious wealth sloshing around in the system we feel some effects of this but it's damn hard to tell what's going on. but like the princess and the pea my delicate senses tell me that a disturbance lurks deep beneath many mattresses and i advise you all to look in those directions wherever the princes and kings and queens move about with their ribbons and tassels and jewels and symbols, look there for the clues for they harbor ancient grievances and claims which they nurse with unreasonable passions.

it would be nice to have a king to rule over the world with justice and benevolence. i have longed for such a thing many times but human beings fail at the task. there's only one king who ever walked this earth who was then and remains today worthy to serve and that is Jesus the Son of God. allegiance to any other will end in disaster.

the power of witness

let's say something happens to you, something strange. let's say you saw a ufo or something, no that never happened to me i'm just giving you a good example. would anyone believe you? ok a few people would but you probably wouldn't know them you'd have to go hunt them down on the intertubes, find your peeps and join a yahoo group or something. most likely the people you live with and work with would think you a little daft because they've never seen a ufo it's rare laduh.

unless of course one of them was with you. then you would have a witness. and if you and the witness both agreed that yes indeed the aliens landed in the back yard and their spaceship smelled like salami and they wore shiny purple suits and spoke with french accents like jacques pepin or something, well as long as you had a witness there would be one person on earth who wouldn't think you totally crazy. and that would mean a lot to you having seen what you saw. because when it's over nobody will believe you and don't you know it, and you might start to question your own sanity after a while and wonder if you dreamt the whole thing or the nsa is fucking with you or something.

so i was thinking about all the crazy stuff i see in my internet travels, a lot of it i blog about i sure do spend a lot of time blogging and occasionally i wonder why do i do this does anyone care, and i realized that i am simply being a witness. and you know what? that counts. that is a valuable service to provide to people who are being hurt. even if you can't necessarily do anything else you can say yes, i saw that. i saw what they did. you are not crazy. i saw the murder the corruption the coverup the stealing the symbolism the rape the abuse the lying. i saw it too it really happened and i promise you i won't forget. and if they ever ask me i will say yes, i saw it with my own eyes i saw what you did. and if you want to kill me erase me imprison me stop me you can try, but there are other witnesses to whatever you do. we will witness for each other until so many eyes stare at you that you can't hide anymore.

and it's so easy. all you have to do is look, and watch, and believe your own eyes comprehend what you see before you. shut out the sound if you need to just read in silence read the words let them register go back over them until you see what they say. slow down and understand. witness for your fellow human beings believe their tales of woe at the hands of the powerful and they will witness for you. especially believe the children who are precious and who have no reason to lie about powerful people hurting them. they have no reason to lie only the powerful have such motivations. and in this way we shall deliver each other from evil.