Thursday, September 03, 2009

Hey hey, we're the monkeys

He realized at last that the arguments of pessimism were powerless to comfort him
- JK Huysmans, À Rebours

Here we come…

Write about what you know, they say, except what I don't know is much more interesting. So what am I supposed to do?

For instance. Lately I've been less impressed by the fact it's only three years till the end of the Mayan's Fifth Sun than that it's been eleven since the final episode of Seinfeld. Or eight months since my last post. (Is it nine yet?) Or, until Father's Day, that it had been four weeks since I'd visited my tumble-down dad. He told the hospital staff he'd thought only old people broke their hips. A 79-year old widower, whose kids launched their lifeboats years before he went down with the house, said that. The things that must slide by in the blink of his eye. Some more things that I don't know.

One thing I do know is that I'm going to miss Betelgeuse. The star has “mysteriously” shrunk by 15% in only 15 years. That's considerable: a loss of radius equivalent to the orbit of Venus. And it's quickening. Because modern astronomy is so young - we haven't even marked the centenary of the embarrassingly late discovery that the Milky Way isn't the sum of the universe - astronomers can't be sure of what it is exactly that they're observing, so what it means remains uncertain. But what it may, credibly, mean is that the star is rapidly burning through its last reserves of carbon and approaching the end its short life, in which case we could see it supernova during our much shorter, yet main sequence, human lifespans.

Betelgeuse is just four or five hundred light years away, the red giant nearest the Earth, and only six or seven million years old. (Its precise distance and date of birth being two more of those things that neither I nor astronomers know.) It appeared above, completing the constellation of Orion, as the first hominines appeared below, creating the evolutionary branch that differentiates us from chimpanzees. Australopithecus was obsolesced by increasingly sophisticated models of symbologic acuity, able to connect the dots of the night sky into pictograms of their world. And in due, deep time, Orion became our superlative, celestial representation.

When Betelgeuse dies - if it hasn't died already, and we're just belated mourners awaiting the public viewing - its luminosity is expected to increase ten thousand fold, outshining the Moon, before diminishing over several weeks until its shell passes from unaided sight. And when that happens, Orion dies as well. And even for the billions whose night vision has been impaired by electric light, that’s some kind of collateral damage.

To the first humans who saw the heavens as a storyboard, what must it have meant for them to recognize their own form in the sky's most magnificent pattern? If the records we have are suggestive of the accounts that we’ve lost, it meant a great deal, and perhaps even entrained human consciousness to believe us a most favoured and peculiar beast. And if that's true, then its suddenly not being there will mean something for us as well. Even if many of us can’t see it any longer on a cloudless winter night.

We don't need to swallow Robert Bauval whole to admit the barefaced as above, so belowness of the Giza complex. Like Washington’s Federal Triangle was laid out upon the blueprint of the constellation Virgo to create an auspicious sacred space, the three principal pyramids create a fair facsimile of the three stars of Orion's belt, with the southern shaft of the Great Pyramid’s King’s Chamber aligning to the belt’s brightest star, Al Nitak. Though of course he wasn't Orion then. He was Osiris himself, and Sirius wasn't his companion dog star but rather his wife, Isis. And his seasonal course retold the story of his perpetual murder by Set and his perpetual resurrection by Horus.

When I was a teenage evangelical I learned the fanciful doctrine of the “Gospel in the Stars,” that God had arranged the heavens like a dispensational chart to forewarn illiterate antediluvians on the plan of redemption. Virgo, the Virgin Mother, holds a branch: “a familiar Old Testament name for the Messiah.” Aquarius with his water pitcher represents the pouring out of the Holy Spirit upon the elect. That sort of thing. And Orion depicted the risen Christ himself, triumphant, foot crushing the serpent’s head.

Until Betelgeuse fails. Then Horus fails, and Set buries Osiris once and for all time. Christ and the Great Hunter lose his red, right shoulder, taking the colour out of space, and the dots which remain above our heads reconnect to depict another form. One in which we won’t recognize ourselves.

Perhaps for the stars to come right, some stars for us have got to go out.

People say we monkey around

And there’s Lovecraft again, several dismaying assumptions ahead of us, implausibly relevant.

But there's more bad news for us, and for those nearly us, playing out our options on Team Hominid. (And what a lonely and denuded bench since we made a last supper of the last Neanderthal.) The UN has called this the Year of the Gorilla, when it is rightly the Year of the Jellyfish, so we should know that for the Great Apes the signs are truly dire. Almost entirely because their survival depends upon our selfless forbearance, which we are too inclined to dispense grudgingly, sparingly and belatedly.

In the Earth’s current extinction event, precipitated by humanity’s going viral, the species most at risk are those that are most complex: the ones that have appeared most recently. The ones most like us. Three per cent of all fish and amphibian species are considered “threatened”; four per cent of reptiles; eleven per cent of birds; and 24 per cent of all mammals. The happy accident of our genus, the late Cretaceous wipe-out of the top of the food chain that left our shrew-like ancestors huge boots to fill, is being undone by our calamitous footprint. It's not the end of the world, but it maybe the end of the Cenozoic Era as we know it.

Nature doesn’t need our two-hanky sentiments to see this for a tragedy. If chimpanzees were in our place, they might try to kill us all, too. They’re that much like us. In her concluding note to Ervin Laszlo's Science and the Reenchantment of the Cosmos, Jane Goodall writes that in her 45-year study of chimpanzees she has witnessed "emotions similar to those we label happiness, sadness, fear, anger, and so on.... They care for each other and are capable of true altruism. Sadly, also like us, they have a dark side: they are aggressively territorial, and may perform acts of extreme brutality and even wage a kind of primative war." One part of our heritage Goodall never saw was the calm, premeditated manufacture and stockpiling of weapons. Out of his wild and into ours, Santino, the 30-year old chimp incarcerated in a Swedish zoo, recently did just that. "These observations convincingly show that our fellow apes do consider the future in a very complex way," says Mathias Osvath of the University of Lund. "It implies they have a highly developed consciousness, including life-like mental simulations of days to come."

After her pet chimp/life-mate Travis chewed through her friend's face, Sandra Herold sobbed on the Today show that she couldn't understand what had happened: "Chimpanzees share 98 per cent of their DNA with humans." He could brush with a Water Pik, surf the web and use the toilet - how could he be so vicious? They could probably even travel by night bus to Winnipeg and tear somebody’s head off, but they lack our facility for imaginative violations. (Even with opposable thumbs I doubt chimpanzees would think to pluck out someone’s eyes, stuff the sockets with live maybugs and sew the lids shut. It took humans, precisely three Vichy militiamen, to conceive of that.) As Edmund Kemper put it, in a jailhouse reminiscence of his own career in atrocity: "I'm sitting there with a severed head in my hands, talking to it, and I'm about to go crazy... [But] wait a minute: I've seen paintings and drawings of Viking heroes, talking to severed heads, taking them to parties, carrying enemies in leather bags - part of our heritage." So I don't know: does the answer to Sandra Herold reside in the 98 per cent DNA common to both species, or in the unshared two?

"Life is a hideous thing," begins Lovecraft's Facts Concerning the Late Arthur Jermyn and His family, "and from the background behind it peer daemonical hints of truth which make it sometimes a thousandfold more hideous." The facts poor Arthur uncovered took the shape of a mummified ape wearing a locket which bore the Jermyn family arms: his own great-great-great-grandmother. (So Sir Wade's reclusive Congo bride hadn't been the daughter of a Portuguese trader after all.) Impossible, over five generations, but over five thousand it's evolutionary canon. "If we knew what we are, we should do as Arthur Jermyn did; and Arthur Jermyn soaked himself in oil and set fire to his clothing one night." Family tree? You're swinging in it.

Lovecraft's story first appeared in the March, 1921 issue of The Wolverine. Five years later, while America assessed the damage of its own monkey trial, Stalin's Bride of the Monster-like whim for an army of atomic supermen set "Russia's top animal breeding scientist," Ilya Ivanov, on the task of crossing humans with apes. "I want a new invincible human being," Stalin reportedly ordered, "insensitive to pain, resistant and indifferent about the quality of food they eat." On a budget of $200,000 – considerable funding for a Soviet scientist in 1926 - Ivanov traveled to West Africa to conduct his first experiments in cross-breeding humans and chimpanzees. Though Stalin’s dreams could be as big and as ugly as Lovecraft’s, and he had more will and obvious resources to avail their manifestation, Ilya Ivanov was no Wade Jermyn, and he had no better success when he returned to Georgia to continue his monkey insemination project, after which the stink of his failures inevitably condemned him to the Gulag. Stalin didn’t have the patience for it, nor the sophistication of our own culture’s various devolution projects, but perhaps the unfinished story of human speciation is just another tragedy that, in due time, produces comedy.

Yet despite evidence and ominous portents, our presumed end has often been thought transcendent and divine. Maniacs and the criminally religious have been beatified for seeking God's face, while a few, like Albert Fish who believed the voice holy that told him to make a Eucharist of children, get the electric chair. There’s always been an urgency about the endeavor, but since the 20th Century’s premature triumphalism of positivists it’s taken on a neurotic urgency for those who might ask, What Would Arthur Jermyn Do? Though that annihilating question didn’t exhaust itself on the descent of man, but also implicates the character of God, and all pretenders to the Throne who would claim credit the way Zodiac would claim the souls of his innocents.

Significantly, it wasn’t that the existence of God was in doubt, so much as the benevolence and soundness of the divine mind. The terrible proposition of the 20th Century wasn’t What if there’s no God? but rather, What if there is?

Come and watch us sing and play

“Our little brains,“ rants a feverish character in Frank Belknap Long’s 1928 short story “The Space Eaters,” “what can they know of vampire-like entities which may lurk in dimensions higher than our own, or beyond the universe of stars?

Suppose they had shape unknown on Earth? Suppose they were four-dimensional, five-dimensional, six-dimensional? Suppose they were a hundred-dimensional? Suppose they had no dimensions at all and yet existed? What could we do?

They would not exist for us? They would exist for us if they gave us pain. Suppose it was not the pain of heat or cold or any of the pains we know, but a new pain? Suppose they touched something besides our nerves – reached our brains in a new and terrible way? Suppose they made themselves felt in a new and strange and unspeakable way? What could we do? Our hands would be tied. You cannot oppose what you cannot see or feel. You cannot oppose the thousand-dimensional. Suppose they should eat their way to us through space!

Long described himself as agnostic, and wrote that he "always shared HPL's skepticism ...concerning the entire range of alleged supernatural occurrences and what is commonly defined as 'the occult.'" In other words, he, like Lovecraft, regarded cosmic horror as purely a pulp genre rather than also a metaphysical suspicion. Yet Lovecraft has become the avatar of our doom-struck age because the arguments for such fantastic pessimism have basis, even if only imaginatively so, in science sounder and stranger than Ilya Ivanov’s.

By the mid-twenties, physicists were demolishing Enlightened assumptions about the fundamental states of matter, and though the quantum revolution was still too young to rewrite the textbooks - those "pedagogic vehicles for the perpetuation of normal science,” in Thomas Kuhn's phrase – its early outrages were known well enough for materialists like Lovecraft and Long to lift them for the premises of their pulp fiction. The weird science informed the weird tales, but the authors themselves could remain untouched and observe the world for their own purposes as old school Newtonians. (Not all artists could. Wassily Kandinsky wrote that “the collapse of the atom model was equivalent, in my soul, to the collapse of the whole world. Suddenly the thickest walls fell. I would not have been amazed if a stone appeared before my eye in the air, melted, and became invisible.”)

In 1926, Schrödinger published his theory of wave mechanics, while Heisenberg began work on what was to become the Uncertainty Principle. Lovecraft wrote “The Materialist Today” in the same year. "The Call of Cthulhu" also, though it wasn't published for two more years. His thin tract is frightening in its own right.

All is illusion, hollowness, & nothingness - but what does that matter? Illusions are all we have, so let us pretend to cling to them - they lend dramatic values and comforting sensations of purpose to things which are really valueless & purposeless.

Illusions have always mattered - our facility with illusion is the greatest achievement, and perhaps even the point, of our biological speciation - but a science of collapsed wave functions, uncertainty and entanglement suggested that illusions are of paramount concern to physics as well. New physics and ancient intuitions were sources for Lovecraft's weird fiction dream quest - "non-Euclidian geometry" was the signature of the Great Old Ones - but the first mythographer of hyperspace remained resolutely materialist. (Shortly before Houdini's death in 1926, he hired Lovecraft to write a never to be completed book entitled The Cancer of Superstition.) Nevertheles, the shattering of the atomic model prompted a re-evaluation of scorned, occult studies such as alchemy, and non-locality and its spooky actions meant even astrology could merit another look. Early in the course of his own revolution in the science of consciousness, Jung saw the virtue in both. And the later discovery of the double helix suggested the Sumerian-derived alchemical caduceus of Hermes had all along been modelling unaware the structure of DNA.

As the science has grown only weirder, its congruence with Lovecraft's weird fiction has become ever more apparent. Earlier this year, researchers studying gravitational waves in the depth of space may have discovered holographic noise - the "graininess" that comprises our space/time - while the first "tunable electromagnetic gateway or "hidden portal" has this month been scientifically described:

While the researchers can't promise delivery to a parallel universe or a school for wizards, books like Pullman's Dark Materials and JK Rowling's Harry Potter are steps closer to reality now that researchers in China have created the first tunable electromagnetic gateway.

The work is a further advance in the study of metamaterials, published in New Journal of Physics (co-owned by the Institute of Physics and German Physical Society).

In the research paper, the researchers from the Hong Kong University of Science and Technology and Fudan University in Shanghai describe the concept of a "a gateway that can block electromagnetic waves but that allows the passage of other entities" like a "'hidden portal' as mentioned in fictions."

The gateway, which is now much closer to reality, uses transformation optics and an amplified scattering effect from an arrangement of ferrite materials called single-crystal yttrium-iron-garnet that force light and other forms of electromagnetic radiation in complicated directions to create a hidden portal.

McKenna's alien spores and Crick's directed panspermia were foreshadowed in Lovecraft's Fungi from Yuggoth. The mysterious, deep-sea "bloop" from 1997 of a massive and unknown organic source, "possibly a many-tentacled giant squid," was provocatively heard near Lovecraft's coordinates for the sunken city of R'lyeh. The proliferation of cephalopods and jellies in our ever more alien seas, and our skies and fields as well. And then there's the uncanny and ugly efficacy of his imagined grimoire. Because it's not the science only with Lovecraft: it's the myth, magick and religion as well, because his fiction is a conversation with archetypes, and like all fiction that matters, is evocative, which can be about as magical as it gets. (And all grimoires, lets remember, are no less imaginative works.) Whether something exists in itself may now be rightly dismissed as a meaningless question, for gods no less than for a quantum of information. And Lovecraft's myths are acutely resonant in postmodernity, because the dread of his cosmos is its radical indifference to such haughty apes as ourselves.

In 1926, the same busy year for Lovecraft, Einstein wrote his letter to Max Bron from which is cribbed the famous misquote that God doesn't play dice with the universe. His actual words were that quantum mechanics "does not really bring us any closer to the secret of the 'Old One'. I, at any rate, am convinced that He does not throw dice."

In 1938 Einstein helped a young German Jew emigrate to California. Theodore Gottlieb had seen men eaten alive by dogs in Dachau, where he'd signed away his family fortune for a single Mark, and was to lose much of his family to the Nazis, including the mother rumoured to have been Einstein's lover.

Gottlieb became Brother Theodore, exponent of "stand-up tragedy." ("The best thing is not to be born. But who is as lucky as that? To whom does it happen? Not to one among millions and millions of people.") Einstein balked at the implications of his own discoveries. (Lovecraft would think the fuss over his fiction foolishness, too.) Last March, Scientific American asked Was Einstein Wrong? A more timely question may be, was Brother Theodore right?

We’re the new generation

Time flies. Into tall buildings.

I was four years old when John Kennedy was publicly executed, and I was inconsolable all weekend because my cartoons were preempted. Last November I travelled to Dallas for the 45th anniversary commemoration and JFK Lancer conference, and during a Jim Marrs lecture on Obama’s Illuminati-bred socialism I fell inconsolable all over again. Reading Crossfire was my first occasion to have good reason for my doubts and for why I shouldn't get over them, but now Marrs’ cornpone dialectics made me wish I were back my hotel room eating mesquite chips and drinking Texas-bottled Dr Pepper made with real cane sugar. The quiet of a November 21st on Dealey Plaza's grassy knoll was more of an education than another Discovery Channel documentary, but aside from the remarks of consequential researchers such as John Judge and Dick Russell, the funery burlesque of the 22nd was more disheartening than a month of Shark Week.

By 1968 my favourite shows were Mr Dressup and The CBS Morning News. So when our Grade 3 teacher wrote "Robert F. Kennedy" on the blackboard and told us to copy it while she stepped into the hallway to collect herself, I knew why she was crying. I'd woken up as well to the blanched scenes of grief from the Ambassador Hotel.

I didn’t cry on September 11th. Though like Lovecraft's New York detective Malone, I promptly "acquired an acute and anomalous horror of any buildings even remotely suggesting the ones which had fallen in." No, I cried the next Tuesday, when Mr Dressup died. I could have imagined commercial airliners striking the twin towers. But that, I didn’t see coming. A stroke; possibly a stress-induced casualty of the Twin Towers' second-hand smoke. It was hearing on the radio report the familiar, tinkled theme that set me off.

I'm not saying it's all about me. I'm saying, I'm all about it. My own, private Long Count is measured in decorated caskets and bulletins of grim tidings. I suppose that's the inescapable condition for all who share the communion of where were you when, but I don't think that's something to be celebrated.

Eight summers ago, George W Bush sat in a Sarasota classroom looking like a mannish boy draped in his dad's old suit on picture day. Ten summers before that, Paul Rubens was down the road in a darkened theatre choking the chicken out of America's singular boyish man, Pee Wee Herman. Only one of them has a criminal record for his public indecency but neither could get elected president. And I think it's appropriate to speak of them in the same breath, now that they're both returning to the stage.

My own stage, with respect at least to the vigor of the dissenting culture, I’d characterize as acceptance, having idled a long while at grief and anger. Good research and analysis still happen, significant stories still break, but like most deserving things they either fly beneath the radar or someone somewhere has switched off the media’s transponders.

The Truther wars are over, and Loud, Dumb and Misguided hold illimitable dominion over all. The moment for justice has passed, and the truth movement has become an Alex Jonestown. Regardless of how the best and most nuanced work doesn’t deserve it, 9/11 skepticism now wears the clown nose of National Chauvinists suiting up for the Red Chinese on the Mexican border and Obama’s FEMA guillotines. (The noise on the right is now amplified mainstream by the opportunistic likes of Glenn Beck, who keeps his armchair militia in a perpetual state of apprehended Apocalypse while ridiculing the real ruin of the world.) Serious questions and connections re September 11th have been berated and beaten down for the quick confirmation thrill of slapstick forensics which sustained controlled demolition’s imaginary crime. Since first viewing Jones’ The Obama Deception, Heidi Montag and Spencer Pratt have been “nonstop researching the Internet...for information for at least a month all day every day." Pratt is so changed, his “first rap album is going to be called Infowars.”

Mr Dressup – Ernie Coombs - was a lovely man. Pee Wee Herman was always more creepy than funny. Atlas shrugged, but Jesus wept.

And we've got something to say

Though I won't say I'm having a mid-life crisis. I turned 50 in July, and even with the unearned benefit of a North American life expectancy that would be unaccountably optimistic. The crisis is the same companion I’ve had since reading Lovecraft and Marrs and seeing the Kennedys shot, though I’m finding it more companionable at this time of life. Art Spiegelman, in In the Shadow of No Towers, wrote “I can no longer distinguish my neurotic depression from well-founded despair.” I would have said the same when he wrote that five or so years ago. But now, I’m no longer depressed. I just despair heartily.

But neither is the Earth middle-aged. It’s already about a third as old as the universe, and it took nearly all of that time to turn out overreaching hominids. If we fail, then Earth’s highest iteration of enfleshed consciousness fails with us. (Until we educated ourselves right out of nature, we knew well enough that consciousness doesn’t demand the medium of meat to manifest.)

The planet will be here for five or so billion years before it's cinders and ashes, but most of that time it will be essentially barren. Right now, the acidiphying seas bloom with jellies and tentacled things. Life goes on, but reduced, and reversing direction towards simplicity. Even with that, a biosphere habitable for all but the simplest extremophiles ought to be done by a tenth of the Earth's projected remaining lifespan. And that’s without an assist from our compounding calamities, and the odd but inevitable asteroid impact. We'll be the end of the line for biological complexity, not because we’re as good as it gets, but because there’s not enough time left on the clock, after the rise and fall of the great reptiles and the higher apes, to say third time's the charm.

In The Vanishing Face of Gaia, James Lovelock writes that the proximate cause of this prognosis is the “ineluctable increase in heat from the sun":

Our star, like all stars, burns hotter as it ages, and in 500 million years the radiant heat from the sun will be about 6 per cent greater than now.... [slowly enough to give] ample time for adaptation and further evolution. Already we have a new photosynthetic process due to the evolution of a new class of plants, which biochemists call C4, able to live at much lower carbon dioxide abundances.... [T]his evolutionary step might enable the contemporary biosphere to continue for another 100 million years. Beyond that, further genetic changes would surely extend the lease of life, but given the fundamental limitations of mainstream biology and the inevitability of perturbations, it is difficult to see life extending beyond 500 million years.

Lovelock regards the Earth's carrying capacity for our species to be overtaxed on the order of several billion souls, which will trigger a corrective and unprecedented culling by one means or another as early as this century. This hard truth-telling by the light of his science has marked him, particularly among anti-NWO-styled "patriots", as an apologist for elitist eugenics and mass murder. But to do so is to not distinguish deserved pessimism from wishful thinking, or even wishfulfilment. And there's an irony about this, as Jones' Infowars is content to use Lovelock's words to trash the inefficiencies of renewable energy and the green economy as "verging on a gigantic scam," while remaining in full denial of his gloomy rationale for so doing. Jones prefers the analysis of Spencer Pratt - "It's mind-boggling trying to say there's global warming right now" - and Steven Anderson, Arizona's please taze me bro so I can post it on Youtube pastor who hates the environmental stewardship nearly as much as he hates Barack Obama. ("Let that stupid whale die," says Anderson. In church, yet. "God’ll create a new one in the Millennium and I’ll look at it for a thousand years and Al Gore will be burning in hell!")

Lovelock is 90 this year. That's about three times the life expectancy in AIDS-stricken Swaziland, and barely a flutter of coronal muscle to the brainless immortal turritopsis nutricula. But everything that dies has first to live. (Even if, upon death, the remains are converted to fuel for corpse-eating robots, as a Defense Department-funded project envisions.) Like now. I’m listening to Blossom Dearie sing "Peel Me a Grape," realizing it’s maybe 15 years since I sat 10 feet from her piano at Toronto's lost Top o' the Senator. I left intent to become her lyricist. (I sent her a pastiche of Dave Frishburg and she graciously pretended I hadn't.)

Dearie was 82 when she died a few months ago. The week earlier, Lux Interior of the Cramps passed away at 63, marking another kind of wrong.

The Cramps threw a free concert in 1978 at the State Mental Hospital in Napa, California. “Somebody told me you people were crazy,” said Lux, “but I don’t know about that. You look alright to me.” The same year I voluntarily committed myself to a religious institution, where the Lord taught us different songs. It took another five years or so for me to suspect the likes of Steven Anderson's god might not be the Phantom of the Paradise, since none of his best show tunes were originals.

We're too busy singin'

And maybe that's the question behind all questions: who writes the songs that make the whole world sing?

And you know, maybe it actually is Barry Manilow. When I was in Dallas itching to be a Pepper, it was his old jingle that did the let's all go to the lobby dance in my head. Before Manilow met fanilow, he was catapulting the propaganda for McDonalds ("you deserve a break today"), Kentucky Fried Chicken ("finger lickin' good!") and State Farm Insurance ("and like a good neighbor"). It doesn't matter what you think of Mandy, if you're a child of North America, Manilow's intrusive earworms have made you do things, and made you think it was you deciding to do them. In other words - William Irwin Thompson's words - we're trapped in a commercial from which there is no escape.

Of course Barry was only punching the clock at America's ersatz pop bottling plant, but just following orders shouldn't cut it as an excuse there, either. Manilow and his fellow corporate minstrels would probably become physically ill if confronted with the enfleshed consequence of their art of persuasion: the child obesity, the diabetes, the cancer and the heart disease. Wordsmiths like Himmler and Eichmann didn't have the stomach for seeing their own words made flesh, either.

America may romanticize the singer-songwriter, but it's the factory system that weaned Manilow which produced the country's great songbooks: composers toiling in the sweatshops of Tin Pan Alley, the Brill Building and Motown, performing their labour to create an audience and then manufacture its consent. (Or the beats-for-sale of "urban contemporary" that can make a recording artist of a real housewife of Atlanta, so long as the voice modulator is turned up to 11). True, original talent - the diamond in the rough - becomes a commodity only when it's machined, polished and sold. Students of politics will recognize the process.

America doesn't elect singer-songwriters to high office, though its culture industries are happy to write for the wurlitzer and play let's make believe otherwise. (Come to think of it, it's perhaps apt that a contracted murder is also known as a "hit.") Obama, like so many succesful candidates before him, even had his own song. He didn't write it, but he sure knew how to sell it. Though some weren't buying.

"Expectations got fueled," Joan Didion wrote last December. "The spirit of a cargo cult was loose in the land":

I couldn't count the number of times I heard the words "transformational" or "inspirational," or heard the 1960s evoked by people with no apparent memory that what drove the social revolution of the 1960s was not babies in cute T-shirts but the kind of resistance to that decade's war that in the case of our current wars, unmotivated by a draft, we have yet to see. It became increasingly clear that we were gearing up for another close encounter with militant idealism—by which I mean the convenient but dangerous redefinition of political or pragmatic questions as moral questions—"convenient" because such redefinition makes those questions seem easier to answer, "dangerous" because this was a time when the nation was least prepared to afford easy answers.

Yes we can and Hope we can believe didn't sound quite like the Sixties; they sounded more like the Seventies' tin-eared counterfeits you would hear on Quinn Martin productions whenever a crime trail might lead Cannon or Barnaby Jones to a go-go club. There was nostalgia, though not for the dangerous and authentic historical moment, but for the regurgitated mush of the first nostalgia.

And they earned Obama the White House: perfect for a relaunch of that establishment hit factory which hadn't topped the charts since Let's Roll! and Bring 'Em On (Get it on). But Obama is a President like Franklin Roosevelt only in the sense that the Monkees were a pop group like the Beatles. A radical departure from "beltway consensus" was as unwise, to his producers and Chicago entourage, as letting Mike Nesmith and Peter Tork write and perform their own material. Iraq, Afghanistan, Bernanke, Blackwater: a new house singer may bring his own interpretation, but the song remains the same.

Sometimes presidents, like their prefab pop equivalents, balk at their impotent glamour and attempt to find their own voice by trying out original material. It took Kennedy some time to find his, so who knows, Obama may yet decide to do the same. But if he’s attempting to emulate the smart Beatle by provoking the CIA director to launch into a "profanity-laced screaming match" at the White House over a probe of the agency's use of torture, then God help him. Because America's musical isn't a lone nut show, and some nutty lyrics are being written to some ominous music.

During a period of pauperization, the people with a little who have been told all their lives that they have a lot and now risk losing even that are those most inclined to learn the Horst Wessel song. Fascism may be more voodoo than economics, but as Klaus Theweleit writes, “susceptibility to fascism is explicable in terms of the economic degradation of large sections of the middle classes.” And Glenn Beck is mobilizing the Freikorps.

Stupify, scare and starve the middle class long enough and they'll become the perfect mob to torch the least hope for their own best interests. Television, radio or the web will tell them how, because apparently in the United States today, where Vietnam is still the name of an American tragedy and not a South Asian holocaust, there's none more hive-minded than the "rugged individualist" who believes the ad copy written for him. The Ku Klux Klan, let's remember, didn't burn crosses until they saw it depicted in Birth of a Nation. And the art of persuasion has come only a long way since.

We get the funniest looks

But then there are other songs, no less important for all the noise of modern life that render them barely audible.

In folklore, magick and religion, an opening to other realms or an approach to the divine is frequently initiated by ceremonial music and dance, or sounds resonating at particular frequencies. Familiar stuff ("If life is vibration, then music must not be incidental to it"), but not exactly the top of the pops. And perhaps to its credit, it never was.

"It was the weirdest music you ever heard...indescribable," says Mikmaq Mary Rose Julian, describing her family's introduction to the fairy realm in an isolated woods of Nova Scotia. "I asked my oldest 'Do you hear it?' She said yes, and I really panicked then because, you know, I wasn't hearing things."

Julian yelled for her kids to get in the car, then sped away, warning them not to look back. Yet her daughter still glanced out the rear window:

They were, like, just holding hands, jumping around in a circle sort of thing. And another one came out of the woods and they grabbed him, and they kept - they were singing. It was that noise that we heard. It was likethe were singing and dancing all over the place, in a circle. Just over there....

Of course it's effortless to think nothing of this story, even though this story has been repeating since forever in the places where our domesticated world encroaches upon the feral wood. "This was well-appreciated by the Ancient Greeks," says Phil Hine in The Pseudonomicon, "who designated such frontier places as sacred to the wild gods who might well visit terror or transformation upon those who strayed into them." Lars von Trier knows it, too. It's why we have the word "panic," after all.

"As sure as you are sitting down I heard the pipes there in that wood" [on the Hill of Tara], the Reverend Peter Kenney of Kilmessan tells Walter Evans-Wentz in The Fairy Faith in Celtic Countries. "I often heard it in the wood of Tara. Whenever the good people play, you hear their music through the field as plain as can be."

And they're called the good people, remember, to not risk incurring their offence and inviting horror. The same way it's always a good life in Peaksville, Ohio.

Walkin' down the street

The Earth has its song, too. And it always closes out the show.

If not the least of our worries, then perhaps the likelihood of huge solar storms – to peak, wouldn't it just, in 2012 - may be the more prosaic. Because if we’re right, or perhaps just not completely wrong, about the South Atlantic Anomaly, the tremendous new holes in our magnetic shield - breeches in our planet’s offworld levees - may grant greater privilege to still wilder things that sometimes manifest in visible light.

And not light only. Since the transfer of energy is vibration, we may also experience it as sound. The Earth’s electromagnetic field is a power trio - a soaring ionosphere, fronting a rhythm section of north and south poles, creating an electrodynamic resonating cavity that finds a frequency of 10 hertz. Coincidentally, the same same alpha brainwave frequency for humans and all animals. The sky losing Orion and the Earth changing its tune are not auspicious prospects for the life we call life.

In 1926 HP Lovecraft wrote The Silver Key, in which Randolph Carter "lost the key of the gate of dreams." It was a hard loss for someone accustomed to Lovecraft's imagined landscapes peopled by oddly-robed figures and gibbering ghouls who saw "Earth's gods dancing by moonlight." But by the age of 30, the custom of waking life "had dinned into his ears a superstitious reverence for that which tangibly and physically exists, and had made him secretly ashamed to dwell in visions." Well-meaning and wise men explained to him the workings of the material world, and he came to be chained to it. But Carter's chains have shown themselves to be one of the weakest of Lovecraft's fictions.

I think of them when what became of the dinosaurs crosses my path: a subway pigeon pecking through litter and pools of piss and purple Slushee. Its ancestors have been bird-like far longer than my own have been man-like; longer even than ape-like. (And the folk knowledge of ancestry predates Darwin and scientific theory. In his Maps of Time, David Christian quotes a Portuguese missionary to West Africa in the early 17th century, Father Alvares, that "there are heathen that claim to be descendants of this animal [the chimpanzee], and when they see it they have great compassion: they never harm it or strike it, because they consider it the soul of their forefathers.... They say they are of the animal's family.") Beneath the K/T boundary that marks humanity's most fortuitous extinction event ever, we're represented by Cretaceous rodentia too slight for the appetites of the feathered theropods.

Yay, team.

"There is no such constellation...." - Lars von Trier, Antichrist


Blogger Leo Bloom said...


9/03/2009 01:49:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

NEW YORK – Sen. Edward M. Kennedy wrote in a memoir being published this month that he made terrible decisions after the 1969 car crash that killed Mary Jo Kopechne, but said he was never romantically involved with her and was haunted by that night for his entire life.

He also wrote in "True Compass" that he accepted the conclusion that a lone gunman assassinated his brother President John F. Kennedy.

The memoir is to be published Sept. 14 by Twelve, a division of the Hachette book group. The 532-page book was obtained early by The New York Times and the New York Daily News.

In it, Kennedy said his actions on Chappaquiddick Island on July 18, 1969, were "inexcusable." He said he was afraid and "made terrible decisions" and had to live with the guilt for more than four decades.

Kennedy drove off a bridge into a pond. He swam to safety, leaving Kopechne in the car.

Kopechne, a worker with slain Sen. Robert F. Kennedy's campaign, was found dead in the submerged car's back seat 10 hours later. Kennedy, then 37, pleaded guilty to leaving the scene of an accident and got a suspended sentence and probation.

He wrote that he had no romantic relationship with Kopechne, and he hardly knew her. He said they were both getting emotional about his brother's death and decided to leave the party that was hosted by Robert Kennedy's former staffers.

Kennedy also wrote in the memoir that he always accepted the official findings on his brother John's assassination.

He said he had a full briefing by Earl Warren, the chief justice on the commission that investigated the Nov. 22, 1963, Dallas shooting, which was attributed to Lee Harvey Oswald. He said he was convinced the Warren Commission got it right and he was "satisfied then, and satisfied now."

9/03/2009 02:17:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

"Alex Jonestown."

\m/ ^_^ \m/

9/03/2009 02:38:00 PM  
Anonymous Teddy Jo Chappapechne said...

What's that line from Speilberg's Poltergeist?

Anyhow, what Chlamor says about Tedward. Go Chlamor. Keep up the good work.

9/03/2009 02:50:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Great post.

Having just watched the uncensored version of Antichrist, that final quotation really says it all.

Keep up the good work. Nice to have you back.


9/03/2009 03:04:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

An interesting piece, now I know why some folks like your writing. Perhaps you will let me post at your forum someday?


9/03/2009 03:09:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

First, how terrific! I hadn't looked at the main page in probably two months.. but today - a day I decided I wanted to have off work just to myself, for no good reason - I did look. Thank you for the gift.

Ah, life's little coincidences. Not just the timing, but I happen to have sitting on my kitchen chair a primer of sorts about Quantum Physics, printed out two days ago, waiting to be read. I have delved into the 2012 thing only in the last week. I have also recently seen that video you linked to - the one in Nova Scotia re the fairies. So, synchronicities abound.

But I tend to read too much into things, I think. Like how yesterday, in a random pile of mail that arrives daily from all over the province, I encountered two different pieces of returned mail for two different people sent on two different dates that ended up one on top of the other in the jumble.. and both had the *same* incorrect address. What are the chances, really? but I digress...

I drove by Ernie Coombs home when I was little. I remember I was in the backseat of .. let's see was it mom and DAD's car or was it mom and step-dad's car? funny that I can't bring that to mind. I must know it, but I can't figure it out. Anyway, I was thrilled to see the house up in the woods where I just knew the tickle trunk sat - probably in a place of honour right in the living room. :)

I had forgotten that he died just after 9/11. I will mentally add him to the list of 'things I lost in the fire.'

Now I must go and rent AntiChrist. I wonder what it'll tell me?

thanks again for the trip. I await the next one.


9/03/2009 04:11:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Your pulse is on your finger. It was wells worth the weight. Thank you.

9/03/2009 07:03:00 PM  
Blogger Sydney Familiar said...

WOW! Thanks for coming back and hitting hard. WORD.

9/03/2009 07:39:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Welcome back, mate.

Splendid comeback piece too... though the Monkees metaphor gets a bit stretched when you consider just how biting their movie "Head" was (what with input from Frank Zappa and Jack Nicholson - and, finally, some of their own songs which were actually good).

Hoping for more following this thread...

9/03/2009 08:05:00 PM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

Damn Daddio, despair hasn't dampened your writing skills.

I also see that you're another one with the unnatural inclination to watch Glenn Beck.
Maybe we could form a support group.

With a web-site.

How about

Truthfully, Beck wouldn't scare me if I didn't have such an uncomfortable working relationship with folk who find him credible.
A few weeks back I brought up Glenn's "check the box at and let the government spy on you" hunk of bullshit to a few of my co-workers.
As I belittled what I saw as an absurd "conspiracy theory" (I mean, jeez, why the fuck would the government need your consent to spy on you?) I was overcome with the intuitive realization that my co-workers had swallowed that one hook, line & sinker.
If they'd buy that illogical gob of hooey, one has to wonder about what else they'd swallow.

Although, GW was busting a nut in their mouths for 8 long years.
That should have been a dead-give-away that they swallow.

You wrote:

"During a period of pauperization, the people with a little who have been told all their lives that they have a lot and now risk losing even that are those most inclined to learn the Horst Wessel song...

"Stupify, scare and starve the middle class long enough and they'll become the perfect mob to torch the least hope for their own best interests. Television, radio or the web will tell them how..."

A mob with an apparently limitless supply of credulity.

Here in PA, we're gearing up for the arrival of the leaders of the really fucking expensive free world.
Evidently, Pittsburgh is the international poster child for "how to take a good sweaty economic gang raping & still wake up smiling."

Needless to say, our "leaders" are quite nervous.
They think folk will protest.

Gee, why would people protest such an esteemed gathering?

I was 19 years old when steel collapsed, sitting in a Tech School classroom learning how to be a steel mill electrician as the steel mills who would employ me went POOF.

I remember the suicides.
The divorces.

I remember the working class guys with boats & camps in the mountains going from the good life to nothing much at all.

But, like all rape victims who survive their ordeal, we moved on.

Today they announced that 2,000 National Guardsmen will join Pittsburgh's finest in patrolling the city streets while the G-20 commandos clean the blood off their dildos in preparation for their next gang bang.

{"At this point we're looking at a battalion sized joint task force," said Lt. Col. Don Accamando, spokesman for the Pennsylvania National Guard.

The Guard will be providing assistance with crowd control, traffic, defensive terrorist tactics, and equipment to sense biological and chemical weapons.

"There are an array of skills that we do bring to the table ... extraction capability if we got into consequence management, we'd be able to respond as well there," said Accamando.

The Guards told Channel 11 it will be in Pittsburgh at the beginning of the week of the G-20 in uniform.

People will notice the troops by the beginning of the week along with the additional police officers.}

"...extraction capability if we got into consequence management..."

Now there's a mouthful, eh?

9/04/2009 01:28:00 AM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

Tedageddon, did you happen to catch Bill Maher a few weeks back? He came out spouting poll results to justify his "America is a stupid country" comment.

Over half the Americans polled couldn't identify 1 branch of government. The same number had absolutely no idea what that whole "Bill of Rights" thing was about. Evidently 18% of Americans believe the Sun revolves around the Earth.

Now, I like Jeff's writing style and all. Always have. But he's pining over a shrinking Betelgeuse while I'm sitting here thinking that if the average American read the same paragraph, they'd think Michael Keaton was getting shorter.

9/04/2009 02:31:00 AM  
Blogger Jeff Wells said...

I also worry about Michael Keaton getting shorter.

9/04/2009 07:28:00 AM  
Anonymous Brother Teddy said...

Richard, that's fucking freaky. I laughingly thought of Beetlejuice and Michael Keaton when I read Jeff's piece about Betelgeuse. Paging Dr, Hugh, paging Dr. Hugh. Please provide an undiscernible explanation for this outcome.

Jeff, Michael Keaton's career certainly did shrink not too long after making Betelgeuse. He was such a convincing Batman.

9/04/2009 09:23:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Same old misguided atheist asshole. As below the below, so in your muddled head, Jeffrey.
........Floyd Smoots

9/04/2009 10:39:00 AM  
Blogger Dennis/87 said...

Anony nbr 15 post,there is always the pie in the sky/xtians to muddle their way thru life looking for some one to save them. Rejoice rapture is yours. Dennis

9/04/2009 12:40:00 PM  
Anonymous elpuma said...

"Significantly, it wasn’t that the existence of God was in doubt, so much as the benevolence and soundness of the divine mind. The terrible proposition of the 20th Century wasn’t What if there’s no God? but rather, What if there is?"

Even more terrifying, what if God looks like us?

9/04/2009 01:36:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Holy fucking shit! It must be Christmas!!

Thanks, Jeff.

9/04/2009 02:37:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Fuckin eh! Nice post Jeff!

9/04/2009 05:00:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It is just me or does this not sound like Jeff at all?

I'm not joking either.
I miss Jeff and I want him back.
Where did you go??

I'd celebrate the new post but this is just more distraction away from the things you used to write about... remember those? Truths and interesting things that mattered, instead of giving up? Connecting the dots between organizations, businessed, government, people, events, remember that Jeff? No?

"The Truther wars are over, and Loud, Dumb and Misguided hold illimitable dominion over all. The moment for justice has passed, and the truth movement has become an Alex Jonestown."

Wow, yeah the jonestown bit is catchy, I have to admit and this is not your first mention of throwing in the towel or feigning confusion about who "they" are when you used to outline this rather nicely. Thanks for the encouragement, really, this darkened speech of giving up and throwing us useless topics to keep us busy is really appreciated!

9/04/2009 06:58:00 PM  
Blogger Jeff Wells said...

A man who doesn't sound different at 50 is embarrassing himself.

9/04/2009 07:58:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Wells, Jeff, I see we are still carrying on our little tete a tete and no one seems to notice. We have the 09/09/09 abyss and my north pole vaulting days are dune. The next charter to leave safe harbour will be Feb. 14, 2010. mark twain.

9/04/2009 08:02:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...


9/04/2009 08:43:00 PM  
Anonymous Solipsism said...

Hmm... this looks like the start of a NEW book, Jeff! I better hurry scanning the last book so I can release it ;)~

9/04/2009 09:13:00 PM  
Blogger Devin said...

Jeff-you are the best! One Jeff Wells is equal to a million A. "Jonestowns":), Ickes-Yikes, Marrs-Barrs and the rest. I do respect others in the field (not necessarily the ones mentioned.) You have a way with words-a turn of phrase-that makes reading anything you write an enormous pleasure, even when you are talking about the apocalypse or having to "sit throught the Ice Capades again"[{:-)> Who else could talk about Stalin, Lovecraft and Barry Manilow at the same time! All the best!!

9/04/2009 09:39:00 PM  
Anonymous Ken Teddeny said...

I love Brother Theo. I saw him on Letterman in the 80's and loved it. Then he said something about the taut buttocks of an 8 year old beauty in his infamous madman schtick, and was never on Letterman again.

I remember my reaction to him was one of astonished "what the fuck" and then falling over in writhing abdominal pain from laughing so hard. It is bizarre to think he was a friend of Albert Einstein to whom his mother gave head. And he was timeless like Roman Castavet (Steven Marcato) in Rosemary's Baby. The Old One......not God, but the Old One. Hmmmm, as Silverfox was fond of saying.

If you read the comments to the link you provided on Brother Theo, a commenter, most likely Jewish, mentioned that Brother Theo's act wasn't as talented as what one might initially surmise. According to the commenter, many Holocaust survivors were known to go off on lunatic rantings at a moment's notice in New York, so his material was readily had. Still entertaining for us sheltered ones, though.

9/04/2009 10:20:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Brother Teddy said...

"Richard, that's fucking freaky. I laughingly thought of Beetlejuice and Michael Keaton when I read Jeff's piece about Betelgeuse. Paging Dr, Hugh, paging Dr. Hugh. Please provide an undiscernible explanation for this outcome."
Ookay, as we primates say. Dr. Hugh here but with a discernible explanation for the memorability of that movie. Tim Burton does psyops. Here are two of his movies targeting the same subject.
Some of the nastiness eventually revealed in tobacco industry documents was that cigarettes are contaminated with, among other things, BEETLE larvae and eggs which sometimes hatch. This is why the manufacturers advised 'refridgerating for freshness,' to prevent live hatched beetles, a major reason for irate customer returns. Yum. PESTICIDES are also smoked. Yum. Since smoking is not just a USG money printing tool but also *a national security asset* (breaking risk aversion towards recruiting, pollution risks, plus tranquilizing a large demographic), a CIA-Hollywood decoy movie was made to pre-bias our brains with competing associations using keywords and memes - "Beetlejuice," "bio-exorcist," "sand worms," "Deetze," "Connecticut." Deet is a famous pesticide. Connecticut is famous for tobacco. I used to live near the Tobacco Valley there. There's even a covered bridge that looks just like a tobacco shed, etc. Since death is a central theme of 'Beetlejuice,' it is probable the spook writers (pun intended) hoped that smokers would be less disgusted by smoking dead beetles than by smoking live...juicy...ones...if they found out.
These tobacco company documents also confirm that children were/are targeted for this deadly addiction. Since lots of these documents were from British American Tobacco and stamped "BAT," the next decoy movie was 'Batman' to exploit the obvious name plus the central meme, 'started in childhood.'
Hope I was able to clear up some of the bugs for you, Brother Tedddy, that Jeff did not. - Dr. Hugh Manatee Wins

9/05/2009 12:59:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Clarification on the cues in the movie 'Beetlejuice'-
An important reason for the New England setting is the international tobacco industry's conspiracy called "Operation Berkshire," the Berkshire mountains being in western Massachusetts adjacent to Connecticut.
The plot device of Michael Keaton as a ghostly body is due to the exposure in court of an advertising industry document allegedly by a Mr. BODDEWYN that was really GHOST-writtten by British American Tobacco (BAT).
I find the world to be more knowable and detailed than Jeff Wells seems to despite his lovely writing...I think that the tv show of The Monkees did a script all about a mafia style gangster during the trial of Clay Shaw. I might be misremembering this but I checked a bunch of that show's scripts to see if there was any interference theory being used besides interfering with good taste.
-Dr. HughMW

9/05/2009 03:55:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Two very good posts, Dr. Hugh. Jeffrey STILL doesn't get it, and likely Never Will. Professor Pan-fried still sucks as hard as ever, though he posts infrequently nowadays.

........Father Smoots

9/05/2009 12:45:00 PM  
Anonymous Anthony said...

The truther wars are over because 'goofy' Alex Jones has had Peter Dale Scott on his show, linked to hundreds of good articles, pursuaded thousands to buy Webster Tarpley's book, organised a C-Span conference, directed TERRORSTORM, and helped produce LOOSE CHANGE FINAL CUT. What a shame he hasn't taken after your example, Jeff, producing one or two blog posts across the better part of a year, and concentrating on an overwhelming 'lets stick our head in the oven' sense of depression when you finally resurface (though you've been moping in this direction for a long while). You might have given up, but that doesn't mean that others need be infected by your example. You've written countless goofball posts mixing deep politics with the fantasy writhings of Lovecraft's slimy creatures from the fringes of outer space, and you have the nerve to then complain about how Alex Jones and his work might come across to others in public? Please.

9/05/2009 07:33:00 PM  
Blogger Jeff Wells said...

Yes, I'm that nervy.

9/05/2009 08:45:00 PM  
Anonymous Belliosto said...

Hello Jeff, I'm glad you are despairing heartily so. I'm sure it is a sure sign of maturity. I'd like to add that the concept of the woman's seed being greater than the devil's seed has always been unpopular. This particular interpretation written in the constellations is traditionally condemned by influential christian critics. Most Christians agree that the constellations have nothing to do with the story of the woman's seed. The ancient zodiacs and associated decans are frivolous and may have been written by the devil himself. This criticism contrasts the curiosity of individuals who are interested in the idea that the constellations may have something to do with the story of Genesis 3: 14,15.

Also the name Orion is closely related to the name Arion or Aryan. According to the pompous Watch Unto Prayer website, Michael Howard, author of The Occult Conspiracy, states that the Aryan race were the demi-gods of Atlantis, the Nephilim/Anunnaki who relocated to the constellation of Orion. The Aryan or 'master race theory,' which was popularized in the 19th century by H.P. Blavatsky, provided the philosophical framework for the Nazi Holocaust.

The Aryan race theory claimed a seven step process of human evolution in which successive races evolve from a lower to a higher form of life. The Madame called these stages "root races" and identified our current Aryan race as the fifth root race, which followed the fourth race known as the Atlantean. According to the Aryan root race of history, survivors of the ancient and highly developed lost civilization of Atlantis would one day endow "initiates" with esoteric powers and wisdom. Sound familiar?

These especially informed initiates would use their occult wisdom to create a new race of Aryan supermen who would eliminate all people inferior. Eliminate intellectually as well. So we need to arm ourselves with all kinds of secret contemporary and ancient knowledge to counter this attack from our elitists. This constellation has strong ties to this concept of superiority.

Finally, how much profit and influence does it take to be a successful journalist in the U.S.? Numbers are the answer. Jones not only has the reputation of preaching to the choir, he has the reputation of shouting at the top of his lungs at the choir. I've seen videos of Hitler shouting at his gatherings, but when I attended a Jones gathering, he put the dictator to shame.

Allied forces World War II bombers at 12 "o" clock high. Goodbye GM and Ford plants in Europe. Kaboom! Reparations here we come. It is good to be an automobile industrialist in the 1940's isn't it?

9/05/2009 10:28:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Alex Jones is whack. Same old american rejects trying to prop up his poppycock ramblings. Jones and Glen Beck should shut the **** up. Thank goodness their own words are bringing them into disfavor with people of sound mind and advertisers to their shows. Rush,Beck,Jones,Savage all whack! Same wingnuts here at Jeff's blog calling him names. If you dislike Jeff's outlook, stay with the minds that hate, and the chaos it creates. Lovecraft's worlds of superfreak monsters are all Republicans. Hail Isis.

9/05/2009 11:50:00 PM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

Hope shmope...

Despair, while it may lead to fetal curling, can also lead to anger.


"Anger is a gift."

"On another occasion, Hevia sat with Mitrione in the latter's house, and over a few drinks the American explained to the Cuban his philosophy of interrogation. Mitreone considered it to be an art. First there should be a softening up period, with the usual beatings and insults. The object is to humiliate the prisoner, to make him realize his helplessness, to cut him off from reality. No questions, only blows and insults. Then, only blows in silence.
During the session you have to keep the subject from losing all hope of life, because this can lead to stubborn resistance. "You must always leave him some hope...a distant light.""

9/06/2009 12:33:00 AM  
Blogger muddy elephant said...

welcome back Jeff!

and all y'all...

9/06/2009 11:26:00 AM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Prometheus got what he deserved. The smoke from distant fires is the sign of things left unsaid and unfulfilled. Someone will test the water. Is it safe to drink, eat, burn, carry and consummate?

9/06/2009 12:14:00 PM  
Blogger Jonny said...

Welcome back, Jeff.

I've been in the wilderness too. It's a long road back, isn't it? And hard.

I think of you often and send you best wishes.


9/06/2009 12:58:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Very glad you're back! I was still checking once in a while, but learned of your return today through a mention on The Daily Grail. Please be encouraged: lots of people relish and respect your work.

9/07/2009 10:56:00 AM  
Anonymous Ben said...

Jeff, thanks for coming back, sometimes disappearing is a good thing, but reappearing can be a better trick..

9/07/2009 11:13:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

SPLC spouts as much bullshit as Alex Jones, as Glen Beck, as Keith Olberman, as Sean Hannity, as Rush Limbaugh, as Ed Shultz, as Bill O'Reilly, as etc.,etc., get the picture right?

Southern Poverty Law Center....Jesus Fucking Christ! I'm sorry I even saw this latest effluence from Jeff.

So much for the old memories of "Rigorous Intuitions."

Bookmark begone!

9/07/2009 12:37:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Jeff -- Glad to HEAR your new blog emphasizes "psychic music" again.

The "Old Ones" refers to constipation in my opinion. Newton discovered gravity while a huge pile of shit accumulated in the basement of his house and it was believed at the time that the fumes of shit were protection against the plague. Similar to hydrogen sulfide from garlic I guess.

The whole paranormal physics scene with it's "quantum noise" is good for a mind fuck but doesn't open up Bataille's Solar Ass-Eye of the Brain, a la Michael Taussig's brilliant analysis. Luckily shit is now being turned into electricity via bacteria that ionize the protons and electrons.

The secret to sound is that when the brain goes into alpha waves ultrasound is produced as well -- the bone resonance for piezoelectricity. The biophysics book "Magic of the Senses" details how humans can hear ultrasound -- but only WITHIN their brain (hence the subjective trickster nature of psychic music and paranormal politics). It's the same tone as the highest pitch you can hear externally only focused internally.

The MALE PGYMY CHIMP, rhythmically rattling percussive sticks as its most common show of aggression for the peaceful, matrifocal primates, hardly ever ejaculates yet has sex all the time -- just "pulling it out" before "losing the load." Professor Sapolsky documents that the stress sympathetic nervous system is activated right at ejaculation but up till then the relaxation vagus nerve is activated. The female climax is through the vagus nerve.

The vagus nerve when IONIZED BY ULTRASOUND transduces serotonin and anaerobic (shit) from the lower body into the brain. Sapolsky's mentor, Kummer's book "The Tangled Wing" details how ionization enables bypassing the blood-brain barrier. The bacteria is ionized and the hormone via ionization from ultrasound turns into neurotransmitter and via melatonin turns into DMT. Light is then created via the pineal gland that then bends spacetime as a laser for holographic healing energy. This is regulated by the female lunar cycle with the electromagnetic energy 10 times stronger during the full moon.

Sound activates the electrochemical lunar energy stored in the lower body which again is ionized by the ultrasound but the frequency resonance whereby amplitude of the body is increased as higher harmonic overtones are listened to is the paradox of quantum chaos (noise). Aka the time-frequency uncertainty principle. The trickster of time.

9/07/2009 06:16:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Jeff I had JUST made this discovery the past couple days ago -- so again thanks for emphasizing strange noises, paranormal music, and quantum technology:

First of all physicists have just reported transducing laser into sound -- at a distance -- for imaging, and ionizing water as the medium.

This latest "remote generation" of acoustic images from laser ionization of water is the "almost" EXACT OPPOSITE of (Roger Stringham's military research whereby ultrasound ionizes water to create light and electromagnetic FUSION energy).

So either the Navy has been reading my posts online (cough) or this stuff is already in use in secret technology.

Secondly the issues of dimensions and power spectrums are really a matter of mathematical symmetry (science relies on nonlinear focusing of the frequenices, as described in the link above) -- again my whole conspiracy argument is that science is based on symmetry while nonwestern music uses complementary opposites --- so that when someone says light is "one octave" -- well


I'm challenging the very foundation of visual-based perception. Again smell is the only sense that directly connects to the OLD ONES -- the reptilian brain -- and the proprioreception of touch is activated through ultrasound via the inner ear vortex energy. This enables direct conscious control of the thalamus -- flexing the pineal gland at will to create light via a "listening internally" process.

It's very radical yet very simple -- you can listen to the source of light as consciousness beyond spacetime. Ramana Maharshi taught this -- vichara. It's an ancient practice. Buddhists call it the "inner ear method."

It's pure logical inference -- not Western science relying on a physical visual point or line to measure as math. You can hear the 1-4-5 complementary opposite harmonics -- this tension drives the resonance of frequency as the "blues" -- there's a term the Gypsies use when music gives you the chills -- with high frequency falsetto, etc. You find it in Mexican folk music -- as well. Or in yodeling -- the Pygmy yodeling.

The chills is the sound resonating up into the ultrasound activating the vagus nervous system -- literally the ionization in process, "cleaning" out the organs of the body, as the emotions are electrochemicals.

So Pygmy Chimp Males make psychic music for love healing while the Human-Chimps make warfare because they don't know the secret of the female internal climax for sublimation and ionization. -- the "small universe" practice is the 12 notes of the "infinite spiral of fifths" applied as a scale of the body, the more it's practiced, the more the body is resonated into light energy that bends spacetime via consciousness. There's no one practicing -- it's an impersonal LISTENING to itself based on complementary opposites.

As the chakras open up then full-lotus "pyramid power" of the Logos tetrahedron occurs where there's a "macrocosmic orbit" with electromagnetic energy shot out of the pineal gland and female electrochemical energy sucked in through the lower body. Complementary opposites -- solar and lunar, again predicated on always-already consciousness beyond spacetime. It's a process that is always happening but rarely consciously practiced by modern humans since language is based on symmetry -- one-to-one correspondence of letter and number -- octaves, geometry, etc. That goes back to at least 3,000 BCE.

9/07/2009 06:19:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Jeff worries about things that there can be no control over. Big things. Scary things. Supernova. Solar radiation. Asteroid impact. Extinction. Entropy. Degradation. Corruption. Alex Jones.

Consider the dinosaurs...

No wonder the man is depressed... or sad, or tired, or whatever it is that he is.

There are bad things in the universe that are bigger than me and that I have no control over... I need to go sit in a corner and suck my thumb. Woe. Woe.

Re: politics and the "world situation" - You disappeared just when it was getting interesting...

... it was as if an analysis of what was going on was too much for you.

A lot of people were pissed by your callous dismissal of their readership. Two words would have been a million times better than none.

And after an eight month hold on a "promise," you come back with more rambling sour grapes that sound like Mel Blanc jalopy turning over a phrase.

Turning phrases, juggling references, waxing Nostolagu.. woe, woe, big scary things... pointlessness pointlessness all around.

The Chicken Little reprise is too much too late. Late. Late. Late.

I was hoping you would have a new schtick... or for a return to your old, old schtick.

Lots happened man. That was pretty much one critical year of world history that you completely ignored.

"We need you Deck. This is a bad one, the worst yet. We need the ole' Blade Runner. We need your magic. ..."

9/08/2009 04:00:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Jeff's fears are what drive his thinking. They are the engine of his intuition. Let his mind associate how it will. That's what it's so notably good at, and what in turn stirs the power of associative thinking in readers' minds. So don't fault him for expressing worries and concerns. If you nail down the lid on Pandora's box, RigInt goes away not for several months, but forever.

9/08/2009 09:38:00 AM  
Blogger Jeff Wells said...

"We need you Deck. This is a bad one, the worst yet. We need the ole' Blade Runner. We need your magic. ..."

But I keep dreaming about a unicorn.

9/08/2009 09:53:00 AM  
Blogger ericswan said...

The move on crowd did just that. We have unconsciously pulled ourselves along on the umbilical cord to mother earth our DNA/chemical body to our chip body (internet) to be born again extruded through the bellybutton torus inside out. The other side of truthers are the doomers. The landscape is silicon. The warriors are in chains.

9/08/2009 10:15:00 AM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

You have my sympathy. It seems that you've attracted an audience comprised of either fawning sycophants with nothing to say but "great post, man" or directionless whiners in desperate need of a leader.

Since so many are telling you what to write about, I think you need to devise some way to attach a coin slot to your blog. If we're all going to complain, we should at least have to pay to complain.
A readership this pathologically needy & inept at drawing their own conclusions really deserves to have their wallets lightened.

After all, fleecing suckers is the American Way.

sycophant-A servile self-seeker who attempts to win favor by flattering influential people.

whine- 1. To utter a plaintive, high-pitched, protracted sound, as in pain, fear, supplication, or complaint.
2. To complain or protest in a childish fashion.

9/08/2009 11:36:00 AM  
Anonymous Abductageddon said...

It's nice to see the media celebrating the Back To School season with the proverbial child kidnapping case. Of course, this year it's the Jaycee Dugard/Phillip Garrido case. As some of you know, this is the beginning of hunting season for the pedophile subculture (they're looking for Christmas presents for their friends) and this case is the opening ceremonies. Let the games begin, so to speak. It's a call to arms. Copycatters, hit the streets. If Garrido could pull this off for 40 years, you could pull it off and never get caught. The media is complicit.

Case in point. On Friday evenings during the summer, my wife and I like to enjoy several drinks on the front lawn as we watch the plastic people in their shiny metal boxes drive by. As of late, we have allowed out 10 year old daughter to walk the dog around the neighborhood by herself, which is approximately a mile log circuit. She has done this now numerous times without event. However, this past Friday, during her walk with the dog around the neighborhood, there was an event. She came back from the walk and appeared rather pensive. When we questioned her, she informed that a silver mini-van drove by her several times before slowing down and asking her if she knew where Nick Benz lived. We have taught her not to engage strangers asking questions from cars so she kept astride and curtly told the man no. The man drove off. She indicated that he never came to a complete stop, and that there appeared to be someone in the back of the van, but the windows were deeply tinted, so she couldn't be sure. Also, she indicated he was on his cell phone the entire time, even when the van passed her several times prior to slowing down to question her. This sounded very suspicious to me, especially considering the recent news spectacle, so I asked her if she was certain of the name he used and she indicated she was quite certain. I researched all of the homeowners in the neighborhood, and nobody lives here with a last name that even remotely resembles Benz. I can't be sure, but I would say there is more than a plausible chance that this man was a pedophile looking to kidnap, and that his actions were triggered by the recent media events.

We live in a beautiful world, do we not?

9/08/2009 11:39:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said... has a new interview with the new book Resonance Key authors -- it focuses on the "Brown Note" Mythbusters test -- infrared -- then states that 17 or 19 Hertz supposedly activates ghost EVP communication. Then gets into HAARP elf waves. Then shamanic drumming as hypnosis. Mention of "sound levitation" of nanoparticles in a vacuum and zero-point energy....pyramids and the coral castle, tibten monk stone levitation, collective unconscious.

Power animal shape-shifting is the end with "resonance and sound" as the key to everything.

9/08/2009 11:42:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Professor Phil Regal says they're not pygmie chimps but bonobos -- pygmy is considered a bad name apparently.

Hi Professor Regal: Hope you are doing well! I've had recent confirmation of my theory about the vagus nerve internal climax and bonobos.... is the model for how ultrasound ionizes water to creation protons for energy and matter -- also bending spacetime.

Hope you can include this in your new book! haha. The master of it is Chunyi Lin, healing patients from the Mayo Clinic!

Take care,


p.s. if you want me to do a Ph.D. where I go study the bonobos to see if the males have internal climaxes I'd be happy TO COUNTER THE CURRENT THEORY THAT NON-EJACULATION IS TO INCREASE STORED AGGRESSION CAPACITY!

This is totally wrong! haha. But scientists as typical males do not understand the physiology whereas I sit in full-lotus yoga all the time and know how to activate the vagus nerve through internal climax.

9/08/2009 12:19:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Check out the Aztec Death Whistle sounds... which cause telepathy:

9/08/2009 02:30:00 PM  
Anonymous Raul said...


This really sucks and is terribly irresponsible. Please do good. Goodbye.

9/08/2009 06:16:00 PM  
Blogger muddy elephant said...

For what it's worth:9.9.09

9/08/2009 06:17:00 PM  
Anonymous Raul said...


This stuff really, really sucks. You're determined to cling to despair when you know everything has already been take care of for us. Yes, we're all evil and sick--that's exactly why Christ redeemed us. This is not an attitude or certainty I had when first I began reading this blog, but one I came to when genuinely seeking the truth. Return to your younger, wiser self and help. You have kids right? It's time to stop being a loser and a coward and do the damn thing. Everyone here and not.

9/08/2009 06:48:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

The Sheen/Obama koolaid that Jones served up yesterday is the final nail in the 911 truther coffin and all of Jeff's true followers from the good ole days can march down the yellow brick road behind the drummer boy Jones and his little friend Charlie Sheen, playing Yankee Doodle Dandy on his fife.

9/09/2009 06:09:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Stop complaining people. Rigorous Intuition is the primo place on the web for pussies and do-nothings to gather and do nothing about the world in which welive. Leave us that right to do so please. This place has a great cast of characters doing a great job doing nothing. Chiggerbit, IanEye, Barracuda, Hugh Manatee, and 8bit do an excellent job of keeping this place entertaining. Chiggerbit touts the official lines, 8bit digs deep and mixes aliens into the pot, IanEye posts pictures and lyrics in response to questions, Hugh Manatee posts ridiculous ideas mixed in with good ideas so that what he writes is worthless. Barracuda defends Hugh from charges that he is a disinformationist and an idiot.

If you are looking for a serious discussion of theories on controlled demolition you are probably in the wrong place. If you are down with discussing Lovecraftian jellyfish theories of world domination then come in and enjoy, other wise take your serious, truth loving ass and take a hike. Leave us whiners and pussies alone. Thanks.

Big F. Pussy

9/09/2009 03:23:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Hey Pussy. Thanx for precis. The last time I looked at Jonsey's comments, they were arming to the teeth. Alex explained that his servers went down and the disclaimer got mucked up by the graphic of Charlie's signature at the end of "20 minutes with the president".

Sounds like "plausible deniability" or was it a hatchet job on netnewz?

Jonestown is infotainment sans the ment.

9/09/2009 04:28:00 PM  
Blogger suki said...

You guys made my day! This is the funniest shit i read in a long time, and i'm not talking about Jeff's post.

9/09/2009 05:33:00 PM  
Blogger Dennis/87 said...

London Suki, go thru the old comments, you will find one person who can give orgasms at a distance. His new moniker is spiral dance. He has his own blog, however he likes to post here all to often. An intelligent freak he is. There are many characters that post here, even when Jeff takes leave. I find the net personas here very interesting. Shineforth brave souls! Dennis

9/09/2009 11:03:00 PM  
Blogger fletcher said...

I printed all 20 some pages and read them in my sweaty little hands...
and was both disappointed and encouraged, but mostly dismayed by Jeff's Alex Jones bashing.
You are in some great company there Jeff in bashing AJ. and the arguments of pessimism are in fact powerless to comfort me as well.
That is why Jones makes a call to action, not powerlessness.
But we should just as you have so many times implied, embrace despair, eh Jeff?
Your recovering Christian bit is the sign of your avarice yet again. You seem to have it all figured out.
Let's use Charlie Sheen as an example of the opposite of what it is you do.

wv: horingen

9/10/2009 10:41:00 PM  
Blogger fletcher said...

Ahh yes, the Great Galactic Ghoul,
Drew Hemple! I forgot all about Os at a D!

I guess my link didn't work.
9/11 should be again the talk of the world 8 years later. and we still haven't had a real investigation.
It's always easiest to attack the messenger and that's the name of the game. Alex Jones is a Real American Hero if there ever was one.
so yeah i know, there's no time to really check facts though for most and the attention span isn't there.
most people do think Michael Keaton is getting shorter, i know but that's a dynamic of the Truth movement too...most people don't even question 9/11 at all... Or they argue over holograms and no planes and demolitions...or do they? perhaps most people are too scared to deal with the implications or find themselves instead preferring to see a conspiracy in those who gain recognition in the act of questioning 9/11. They'd rather look at Jellyfish. Because the idea that there is a god is as scary as the idea that Jones IS right.
The jealousy of Jones by many in the parapolitics game is palpable and the recent hit piece on him in Psychology Today is further evidence of the effect Jones is having on the NWO.
Good company you are in again Jeff in your predictable and sad bashing of the man.
But to be fair, what would you have to write about if you weren't a doubter. Excuse me, you are just so much smarter than Jones. He's just an alarmist and out to make a buck right? Sorry, you didn't make your case against him any better than Psychology Today did.
9/11 skepticism can wear any clown nose it wants, it's still got valid gosh darn questions.

9/10/2009 11:11:00 PM  
Blogger fletcher said...

"The Sheen/Obama koolaid that Jones served up yesterday is the final nail in the 911 truther coffin and all of Jeff's true followers from the good ole days can march down the yellow brick road behind the drummer boy Jones and his little friend Charlie Sheen, playing Yankee Doodle Dandy on his fife."
welly welly well ericswan, that sounds all very clever and nice and all but wtf do you mean?
you seem to be either making a nasty joke or completely contradicting yourself.
I've been reading rigorous intuition from the beginning,
Yet I don't find myself sharing your sentiment. How does this 20 minutes with Obama doo dad place the "final nail in the 9/11 truther coffin"(?)
please illuminate me, a humble seeker after the truth.

9/10/2009 11:38:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Hey Fletch..right to the chase. Everything in toto is false. We don't get to the truth, not now, not ever..............

Researchers at UCLA School of Medicine, Caltech, Massachusetts
Institute of Technology and the Rotman Research Institue in Toronto all came
to a common conclusion regarding "imagination", brain function, and 3-D
perception. There findings are written in the Journal of Cognitive
Neuroscience and the science journal, Nature. Here is the crux of what they
have found: the same neurons, the same brains cells, fire in a person whether
that person is seeing an object or visualising/imagining an object! To their
surprise, the firing rate of the same brain cells and neurons was as high when
an image was seen as when it was recalled from memory or visualized with the
mind's eye! "The same parts of the brain light up when a person thinks of a
face or scene as when the same person actually looks at a photograph of the
same face or place"...or if the face or place is imagined.
Now, the reason I brought that up was to show that neuroscience is now
beginning to prove what the ancient seers, shaman, soothsayers, mystics, shape
shifters and telepaths (to name a few) knew of and utilized for thousands of
years. It seems contemporary science is beginning to catch up with ancient
science, using different methods and different names for the same functions of
mind and brain (the two are not the same, but you get the idea).
In fact, if
you look at remote viewing, for instance, you get a picture of an
ancient technique called telepathy that was revamped by Ingo Swann and Ed
Dames and utilized and taught as an espionage methodology by the military. Is
this yet another skill now used in common practice, among certain circles,
that was once a calling card to the witch hunts of yesterday? How the tides
turn as the witches burn.
Lest we forget, suppression of information is the oldest and most common and
effective form of Mind Control. What impact on civilization and human
evolution does suppressed information really have? If we consider for a moment
the thought that the state-church in the 1500's was suppressing the
information from Copernicus that the sun was actually the center of the solar
system, not the Earth, and a little later, the same information came from
Galileo, who died under house arrest for fear of his knowledge leaking out..................

911 truthers are under the millstone of lies my father told me.. the above excerpt..

9/11/2009 10:11:00 AM  
Blogger ericswan said...

So if you're wondering where I'm going, it's remote viewing, mind control and the dumbed down numerous billions on the planet. 911 will not break the dam of suppressed knowledge. Revolution on the airwaves by the likes of Jones and Sheen is not addressing the issue of mind controlled institutional underpinning that is supported by high tech chemtrails, HAARP, halides, pharma, gmo's, electro-smog etc. You can't handle the truth. We can't unwind 911 with institutions like money, politics and religion as controls of our behaviour.

Alex Jones is part of the psy-op with the mandate to identify the enemies of the state.

9/11/2009 10:25:00 AM  
Blogger fletcher said...

"Alex Jones is part of the psy-op with the mandate to identify the enemies of the state."
seriously, i love that one. can you give me any evidence to back that slanderous accusation up with?
no you cannot. it's all just intuition right?
And Jones and Sheen aren't trying to shake the tree of every atrocity perpetrated against mankind, they only attemt to start somewhere, instead of poo-pooing any effort at all as you seem to be fondly doing here. And Jones has talked at length about HAARP and big pharma, gmo's, electro-smog etc, chemtrails...
it's people like you who put a stumbling block in the way to the "truth" (lower case) and to a real investigation into 9/11.
And you only do so because you think you are more clever than the likes of Jones (who devotes his entire life to exposing the lies of the PTB)
and of course you couldn't explain your asinine coment that i asked you to, you responded with more jibberish, "Hey Fletch..right to the chase. Everything in toto is false. We don't get to the truth, not now, not ever"
well thank you for proclaiming yourself as the gatekeeper of the truth. You and Jeff seem content to play the role of the wizard of Oz (pay no attention to the truth behind that curtain) you'll never be able to understand what they've done so don't even try. THAT sounds pretty much like what the NWO would love us all to do. Oh wait, the NWO is just a conspiracy perpetrated by Jones too right?

9/11/2009 12:06:00 PM  
Blogger fletcher said...

"911 truthers are under the millstone of lies my father told me.."
wow. Thanks.
that actually clears it all up for me.
daddy lied to you so obviously everyone lies to you.

wv: undimm

9/11/2009 12:10:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Selective thinking doesn't get you off the hook. I said put aside money, politics and religion as this is the mill and you are the grist.

9/11/2009 12:42:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Barack Obama's first book, Dreams from My Father , was a compelling and moving memoir focusing on personal issues of race, identity, and community.

9/11/2009 12:44:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Everything I do here is censored...

My posts have been delayed or destroyed or deleted. Don't expect too much..

Barack Obama's first book, Dreams from My Father , was a compelling and moving memoir focusing on personal issues of race, identity, and community.

9/11/2009 12:45:00 PM  
Blogger fletcher said...

"The truther wars are over"
what a load of BS that whole paragraph is. Such vast generalizations w/o stating anything other than the ugly truth that the truth movement has its share of inept followers, like Spencer Pratt. He does, however represent those who have been asleep in their cushy dreamworld while the devolution of society , the brutality of more foreign wars of occupation, torture, wiretapping, all continued in the name of a response to 9/11.
Come on.
" Maniacs and the criminally religious have been beatified for seeking God's face, while a few, like Albert Fish who believed the voice holy that told him to make a Eucharist of children, get the electric chair. "
The difference is that those beatified did no harm to others and were killed for their just beliefs. Sick fuckers can always use whatever dogma they like to defend their sick actions.
The persecution continues to this day in India for example. Try preaching Christianity there and see how long it takes to get tortured to death by the angry mobs. The same goes for witch doctors. Backwards people, the more ape like that share that 98% dna. But that's just proof that humans have an animalistic, fleshly nature. Evolution is just a flimsy theory. Why does Jeff worship it so?
And the atheistic component to your latest entry is really shoved down our throats again and again, implicating the character of God by guilt by association word games.
What would Arthur Jermyn do indeed...

9/11/2009 12:54:00 PM  
Blogger fletcher said...

dude, nothing you do here is censored.
no wonder you think Jones is part of a psy-op.
and to that point again, wouldn't that mean that the 9/11 truthers that Jones helps to put away were actually onto the truth? If we were all wrong would they even care???
and I still have basically no clue to what you meant by any of that.

9/11/2009 12:59:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

I believe in God. When I said "Lies My Father Told Me", that was a poor metaphor for Obama's book. Alex Jones (town) is an ego maniac. I listen to his show more than anyone you know. I don't miss a minute of it. He's a heat magnet. Anyone following his show, posting etc. is one step closer to the no fly list. He may not realize he's a psy op but he knows he's not on the no fly list excepting of course, any trips to Canada. I hope you understand heat magnet as that is a key to understanding his psy op role. The rest of us are not free to express ourselves as there is so much disinfo in what is available, that there is no ground to stand and deliver. Will this post the first time up? No. 10:15

9/11/2009 01:15:00 PM  
Blogger fletcher said...

I get it now Ericswan. And sorry for my tirade, emotional as it was, and thanks for your rather civil response.
I get the idea of a heat magnet and have often feared that posting here, infowars or being a prisonplatet member would get me on the no-fly list (or worse), but I'm not on it as i just got back from Seattle. Maybe it's an international no fly list?
Oh well. good point mate, I suppose, but that only makes me want to support Jones more. Is there anything worth dying for?
I guess that's the brass tacks of the thing.
and a question i know i cannot honestly answer in the affirmative. I'd like to think that I'd not go quietly to the FEMA camps, but do they even really need FEMA camps? Americans have already imprisoned themselves in their own materialistic prisons of decadent or survival culture.
And y'know I wish Jeff would do more stories on UFOs now that he's back. can I donate to the coin slot for that one?
That movie "the Fourth Kind" seems like something he'd be able to write something creepy for...

9/11/2009 02:18:00 PM  
Anonymous Belliosto said...

ericswan, $900 billion dollars is decent water to drink from. I'd say the waters are very good to drink. Lord Rockefeller's rink is an excellent source of clean drinking water to romp on. If a bum offered me a bushel of golden apples, Rockefeller would be proud. It seems as if the lord needs a serious break from his responsibility. You can see his picture on the latest MAD magazine, Special Hard - Times Survival issue. Will Worry for Apples?

9/11/2009 04:39:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Checked it out. It is very retro isn't it? Should have a FEMA bracelet or something to bring it up to Armagedden.

9/11/2009 07:11:00 PM  
Blogger fletcher said...

re: Jonestown...
are you so enthralled by the sound of your one hand clapping at your own "cleverness" to see the truth about 9/11? (the truth is that we need a REAL investigation)
Now just HOW we go about that is another story. But if everyone just gives up then there is no chance whatsoever that we can get to the bottom of it. And we must, for that is what has led us down the path that we are on in Afghanistan and Iraq...
The criminals need to be brought to Justice.
I just watched a video of Bill O'Reilly and Geraldo Rivera slamming Sheen as "crazy" for asking for just that.
nice job being in such great company as O'Reilly and Rivera in sharing a frighteningly similar opinion.
I'd like to carve swastikas in their heads.

9/12/2009 09:38:00 PM  
Blogger brisa said...

Welcome back, Jeff....your interesting posts have been missed. In the mean time, I am just finishing up your new book, "Rigorous Intuition, What You Don't Know Can't Hurt Them", having dog-eared many individual posts for future study.

What a thought provoking collection and a must for this year's Christmas list.

9/12/2009 09:39:00 PM  
Anonymous Kamal S. said...

I just cannot buy Lovecraft's line regarding a culling. To me it seems demonstrably obvious that the earth can house far more of our species and that such thoughts politely cove a certain elitist misanthropy. Some will disagree, and I respect their right to, but it seems to me that the science used to justify the ideas of culling mankind and depopulation is weak, and argued in a tendentious and biased manner.

Thought provoking and strange reading, of course he makes. And your post is a nice conscious tilt through the current zeitgeist.

May 50 treat you well.

9/14/2009 12:05:00 AM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

I just finished Preston & Spezi's The Monster of Florence.
A brilliant bit of journalism.
If one can read the book & still come out believing the satanic coven angle, then you're a better man than me.

Spezi, who had the unenviable task of covering the murder spree from the beginning, at one point found himself succumbing to despair. He sought help from a Franciscan monk turned psychoanalyst named Brother Galileo.

Preston describes it best:

"He dug out his notes of the session where Brother Galileo spoke about evil and read them to me. The old monk began by making a powerful play on words of the fact that the Italian word for "evil" and 'sickness' is the same, male, and that the word for 'speech' and 'study' is also the same, discorso.

"'Pathology' can be defined as discorso sul male[study of sickness]," Brother Galileo said. "I prefer to define it as male che parla[evil (or sickness) that speaks]. Just so with psychology, which is defined as the 'study of the psyche.' But I prefer 'the study of psyche struggling to speak through its neurotic disturbances.'

"There is no longer true communication among us, because our very language is sick, and the sickness of our discourse carries us inevitably to sickness in our bodies, to neurosis, if not finally to mental illness.

""When I can no longer communicate with speech, I will speak with sickness. My symptoms are given life. These symptoms express the need for my soul to make itself heard but cannot, because I don't have the words, and because those who should listen can't get beyond the sound of their own voices. The language of sickness is the most difficult to interpret. It is an extreme form of blackmail which defies all our efforts to pay it off and send it away. It is the final attempt at communication.

"Mental illness lies at the very end of that struggle to be heard. It is the last refuge of a desperate soul who has finally understood that no one is listening or ever will listen. Madness is the renunciation of all efforts to be understood. It is one unending scream of pain and need into the absolute silence and indifference of society. It is a cry without an echo.

"This is the nature of the evil of the Monster of Florence. And this is the nature of evil in each and every one of us. We all have a Monster within; the difference is in degree, not in kind."

9/14/2009 01:24:00 AM  
Anonymous teabageddon said...

Any healthcare legislation that is enacted from this farce will not be implemented until 2013. Hmmm.....perhaps they know by that time it will be irrelevant anyway because we all know what comes before 2013.

9/14/2009 03:07:00 PM  
Blogger fletcher said...

yeah, a movie called 2012.

9/14/2009 10:22:00 PM  
Anonymous mantur said...

fletcher wins the grand prize. who told you? alex jonestown?

9/15/2009 09:14:00 AM  
Blogger fletcher said...

I have read my share of 2012 stuff. I read all of Dan Srsa's prophet's manual for example. I believe something will happen, ok?
It is a movie though too. Can anyone say "predictive programming"?
can i have that grand prize now ?

9/15/2009 02:02:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yes, you have won a brand new Steven Anderson DVD.

9/15/2009 10:38:00 PM  
Blogger Thrace said...

Dude! to quote Salah speaking to Indy - " My friend! I am so pleased that your are not dead! "
Now I know how he feels. I really just came to the page to copy that quote by Rumi, which you always have posted. My mom and I were having a phone conversation this evening about the very nasty turn public discourse is taking in this country, and the quote came immediately to mind. I was going to quote it to her in an email. And what do you know- there's a brand new post from you. Awesome! I know you've been busy. And the stuff you have to delve in to publish your entries can weigh heavy on a soul. I hope the rest did you good. Just know that you are loved and appreciated, and were terribly missed.

9/15/2009 11:19:00 PM  
Anonymous mathi said...

Yes, you have won a brand new Steven Anderson DVD.

but he will have to wait until 2013to collect the prize. it will make it that much more special.

9/16/2009 09:04:00 AM  
Anonymous Blisawageddon said...

My mom and I were having a phone conversation this evening about the very nasty turn public discourse is taking in this country,

You're at the wrong place posting tripe like this. It's a slogan currently being proffered by the MSM and the DLC and it's meant to stifle further dissent and criticism of those in power.

Calling Dr. Hugh. Please provide your analysis on this latest civil discourse bullshit that's currently making the rounds.

9/16/2009 09:09:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Seems to me Jeff could use a sirius case of the cosmic giggles. I agree with so many of your pessimistic outlooks and conclusions, having read all of your most frightening posts, some of them several times over, and having closely followed the forum for over two years now.

I grew up in a pentacostal church (COG/AOG), attended a baptist school and then an Assembly of God until the age of 14. I was never molested by anyone, and yet form an early age I've

And yet, here I am, evolving, dancing around a fire in the woods with some of the most spiritualy attuned people in the northwest US. Chanting, singing, dancing. Om shanti, shanti, shanti. Elevating consciousness without drugs/alcohol for the most part, thought it seems there are a good deal of mushies going around if that happens to be your thing. Yeah, some of "those weirdos" are doing some seriously screwed up things to their kids, but it's entirely possible to find the good magic if your tuned in and paying close attention. Like calls to like.

The vampiric entities are real. Some of them feed on fear and human suffering, and indeed reward their slaves for perpetuating such conditions on this planet.

Symbiosis is the deal with the good guys. They come closer as the fear, guilt and shame are released over time. All you have to do is allow them to elevate your consiousness.

Are they "feeding" on my ever increasing aura of positive vibes? Maybe. Its quite probable, even.

And yet they are causuing palpable changes in my physical and spiritual bodies, using me as a vessel of love and light, allowing me to free others from fear and self-doubt by my very pressence.

And I'm even getting prettier. Younger. Healthier in all ways. I know it all sounds terribly new agey and self aggrandizing, and egotism is always knocking at my door these days, hoping to get a good foothold back into my personality. Always on gaurd.

You'd all understand if you'd get off the compt. for a while, get out there and start travelling, throw off mammon and start living like the universe and Ma Gaia love you immensely. Everywhere you go, you will find that the Good People take care of there little pet projects.

I love you, Jeff. Youve been my closest companion in many ways these past few years, the guy who gets it and knows how to put it into words. Thanks for your work!

9/16/2009 02:57:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

ee by gum !

9/16/2009 07:44:00 PM  
Blogger anothershamus said...

He realized at last that the arguments of pessimism were powerless to comfort him
- JK Huysmans, À Rebours

How can we but be comforted by the failings. We struggle to advance along the path which was strewn in front of us by unbeknown ancestors. Built upon a straw, laid upon a straw, laid upon a straw.....etc. Much that was true has been veiled. Much that is false has been promoted. The true measure has been, most probably, lost forever.

Seek comfort where you find it. It may be the truth after all.

9/17/2009 01:49:00 AM  
Anonymous Kem said...

Then write about the unicorn.

9/17/2009 04:36:00 AM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

Hey Jeff, another potential member for

So, how many folk work at Time anyway?
This could be the KY that lubricates's penetration of the mainstream zeitgeist.


Then we can all fly to Utah, gather in circles and chant


This is the real "NEW AGE" baby...

If we work really really really effing hard over the next few years maybe we can remake 2012 into


While we probably won't get any younger, maybe, just maybe we'll all end up shorter, pudgier & much more charmingly feeble-minded than we are now.

At that point, despair will evaporate...George Bush Jr. will look like a genius...history will become malleable like Silly Putty...and we'll see America like she was meant to be seen...with really fucking thick blinders on...

The ball is now in your court my man...

Let's see you run with it...

9/17/2009 12:04:00 PM  
Anonymous Free99 said...

From Google - 'Rigorous Intuition' - Second link:

Rigorous Intuition (v. 2.0): Hey hey, we're the monkeys

Rigorous Intuition is the primo place on the web for pussies and do-nothings to gather and do nothing about the world in which welive. ... - Cached - Similar -

From what I have read from you for a good three years now,
reason tells me this is not how you would describe your audience.

Guessing this was from someone in AlexJonesTown as you so aptly put it.

As the saying goes, any publicity is good publicity.

Just a quick heads up from a loyal reader.

Keep on keeping on comrade, and continue to write your amazing work.

I'm saving up to buy a few copies of your book to share with family for the upcoming new year

Also, be careful.


- D

9/17/2009 06:42:00 PM  
Anonymous Equanimity said...

Seems there are lots of people who are attracted to the despair arising from the gloom and doom scenarios created by the doomed ones especially for the minds of chicken littles and chattering monkeys.

Best stand back from it and not get physically, emotionally, or mentally entangled in the contrived threatening 'known' unknowns, for the future will more likely be determined by 'unknown' unknowns.

9/17/2009 09:53:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Despair not chicken littles and chattering monkeys... you are among friends here

9/18/2009 01:03:00 AM  
Blogger David Turner said...

Good heavens. Does this blog have a point? I don't see anything to it but a meandering river of mystic sewerage. Am I missing something, or are there simply more people who believe in the alien-lizard-master-race than I thought?

9/18/2009 03:08:00 AM  
Blogger ghostieo said...

hey jeff can you PLEASE login to the message board and accept new accounts? mine has been pendidng for about a year..

9/18/2009 05:06:00 PM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

From ghostieo's Butternut blog:

Jon Benet

So they might have caught Jon Benet's killer which is good, but what I can't understand is that now that she's back in the news why don't they take some new pictures of her? Those ones they keep using are like ten years old.
Posted by ghostieo at 2:10 AM

Let's see if I can answer this for you duuuuuuuude...

They didn't "take some new pictures of her" because


If they would have taken new pictures, the pictures would have shown


& that don't play too well on Inside Edition.

Got it?



9/18/2009 07:00:00 PM  
Anonymous Flyoperageddon said...

Don't be a spoil sport, Richard.

9/18/2009 10:25:00 PM  
Anonymous Harry said...

Your articles are a tremendous resource Jeff. The links alone are enough to fascinate me for hours never mind what you are doing and saying with them.

Don't go away so long next time.

All the best, Harry.

9/19/2009 04:05:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

fascinating stuff, you have an exquisite mind - as i remember from my days as a planetarium educator, the arabic word "Betelgeuse" means "armpit of the central one" - that always got me a laugh from the audience. Can't wait for the darn thing to blow up so we can see it in the day time too.

9/19/2009 12:56:00 PM  
Blogger Bill said...

Alex Jones is too sensationalist for my tastes but I don't believe the issue of 9/11 is fit only for historians just yet.

It would make little difference, today, if someone finally found irrefutable proof that the National Socialists had a hand in the burning of the Reichstag.

The same can't be said of the 9/11 events (although very few trouble themselves to imagine the potential consequences of a comparable revelation).

Jones might gain a bit more credibility if he did some old fashioned fact checking, particularly in the case of the witness of an alleged countdown prior to the collapse of WTC7, but this still wouldn't be sufficient to change the beliefs of those who steadfastly refuse to consider any possibilities other than those fed them by the government.

What's required is stronger evidence presented by a more credible source. This could be acquired by serious journalistic efforts (assuming it exists) but Sir Harry Evans allowed Rupert's men to push him out of journalism years ago while any documentation -- if it exists -- is undoubtedly classified and likely to remain so for many years.

Much less credible is information obtained from those who are practiced in trance writing. (If you believe the official explanations how likely are you to accept the possibility than trance writing, channelling, or mediumship, offers anything of value, let alone shedding some light on this particular topic?)

I happen to get a kick out of such experiments and over the years have encountered quite a few people with talents in this area.

This remains a fringe area and neither William James nor Frederick Myers are around anymore to ferret out the obvious fraudulent cases from those they were unable to dismiss, but it's one that anyone can get into if they're sufficiently curious and persistent; after all, the final frontier isn't space but our own psyches!

As a fringe area, it's poorly understood, but amateurs can easily acquaint themselves with its subtleties and nuances if they choose to do so. You could say it is a particular kind of translation; as such, it is much more art than science.

Growing frustrated with the lack of serious investigative reporting -- particularly frustrating considering the abundance of leads and obvious paths to follow -- I read with interest the peculiar story of John O'Neill.

As a result, I searched for and found an amateur medium willing to attempt to reach him and posted the results at The Right Spook for the Job: John O'Neill Investigates 9/11.

It was quite some time after this that I came across the detailed report on the odd Israeli "art student" shenanigans, strongly suggesting the existence of pre-9/11 surveillance activities consistent with the material I'd obtained.

It's said the proof is in the pudding. Where's the pudding?

Bill I.

9/19/2009 11:36:00 PM  
Anonymous Belliosto said...

Dick, crime denial is the rage today.

This post is on Crime Victims Media Under the Crime Denial heading.
sorry no hyperlink

July 14, 2009

The New York Times is the most important newspaper in America, and that is unfortunate, for in the pages, ordinary criminals are frequently treated with extreme deference and sympathy, even respect... For the most part, ordinary (property, drug, violent, sexual) criminals comprise a protected class in the Times. Even when it must be acknowledged that someone has, in fact, committed a crime, the newsroom's mission merely shifts to minimizing the culpability of the offender by other means.

There are various ways of doing this. Some have to do with selectively criticizing the justice system: for example, the Times reports criminal appeals in detail without bothering to acknowledge congruent facts that support the prosecution and conviction. They misrepresent the circumstances that lead to (sometimes, sometimes not) wrongful convictions while showing no curiosity about the exponentially higher rate of non-prosecution of crimes.

Then there is their intense personal interest in - advocacy for - offenders. They pen long profiles of criminals, detailing their difficult childhoods, their self-reported rehabilitation, their suffering in prison and the social conditions that allegedly "drove them" to victimize others. These stories rarely include more than passing mention of offenders' crimes, if they even do that.

Here is the crux of the problem arising from their pro-offender biases: you cannot easily empathize with both a rapist and his victim, so the victim must be erased, or maligned, and the crime erased, or minimized, in order to enhance the reporter's fictional vision of the criminal.

It is as if these people labor in irony-poor air beneath a giant, pulsating edition of Camus' The Stranger.

In edition to sloppy ethics, this allegiance to one side of the story leads to sloppy reporting. Sloppy reporting is hardly the worst sin, but it is one that might embarrass them more deeply than the act of reducing victims to one-dimensional, inhuman flotsam.

That part, after all, is entirely intentional.

The article goes on to say.

Our justice system is criminally lenient. We have a pathological contempt for rape victims: we still utterly lack the public will to put rapists away.

50,000 Felons Released Without Submitting DNA

Chicago - ...Under Illinois law, every felon sentenced on or after Aug. 22, 2002, must provide DNA. A spokeswoman for the Illinois Department of Corrections says nearly 10,000 felons were released from state prisons without providing DNA... And Attorney General Lisa Madigan's office estimates county probation departments didn't get samples from 40,000 additional felons due to delays in implementing the law. DuPage County State's Attorney Joseph Birkett says the failure to get samples from all felons means "serial murderers and rapists have probably remained on the loose."

Dick, this the unglamorous and unpopular for us cannon fodder to baste in.

9/20/2009 12:55:00 AM  
Anonymous Wm. Wagstaffe said...

For fletcher:

Poor Fletcher, you must be the only soul
To read this loathsome site and think it honest.
In fact it is a den of spooks and trolls
Of whom “Jeff Wells” sits square among their fondest.
What can one do but be intelligent
Enough to let it drop and walk away?
Your comments are indeed a sad lament,
But this web site is not a worthy fray
In which to spend your jousting time, O Knight.
Save it for someone who cares. Let it go,
Bill Hicks might say. It’s only a sound byte
Barfed up by fascist thugs. But this we know:

“Jeff Wells” is a disinformationist
Who carries water for the glovèd fist.

9/20/2009 10:16:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I noticed this elsewhere on the internets.

Is this you Dennis?

"EWS and now the Shining. Will you consider all of Kubrick's work. Is his work linear, or same story different movie? The Wiz has his thinking cap on. So with cassinni drifting into the gas giant Saturn when it is done looking for the spot, will Saturn explode or become a second sun in our solar system? Can that be the Mayan event? So much to synch, so little time. Dennis from Oregon"

9/20/2009 07:59:00 PM  
Anonymous Belliosto said...

To: Wm. Wagstaff

If you really are Dr. Makow, please explain your definition of spooks and trolls. Also, please explain how does one determine if an individual is a spook and/or troll indiscriminately posting on a blogsite? I sincerely would appreciate an answer without prideful labeling attached.

9/21/2009 02:51:00 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Regarding dark and ugly conspiracies, an intertwining of religion and politics in Alexandria resulted in the gruesome murder of the beautiful and learned pagan teacher Hypatia at the hands of a mob of Christian monks, long ago.

No proper investigation of this heinous crime ever followed.

(The CIA was not involved, either, so far as anyone has ever been able to determine -- no tampering with the probable timelines associated with this event has even been proved.)

A new fictional treatment, Flow Down Like Silver, is offered by Ki Longfellow at

Bill I.

9/21/2009 10:33:00 AM  
Anonymous arrrrgh said...

Just Business as usual -

9/21/2009 11:58:00 AM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Hey Bill..never misunderestimate the changing tides of time in a bottle.

9/21/2009 02:52:00 PM  
Blogger Bill said...

ericswan: "Hey Bill..never misunderestimate the changing tides of time in a bottle."

("Time in a bottle" has musical associations -- the link I provided takes you to a site that has a musical connection, to Vivian Stanshall of the Bonzo Dogs.)

Time is an interesting topic.

Anyone who records dreams then reviews the records can often find references to events that occur after the dream, sometimes hours, sometimes years later. I've also recorded -- on rare occasions -- conscious instances of precognition.

Clearly, some part of mind transcends time.

I had a very vivid and unusual dream some hours before first posting here.

The dream was of a huge mansion in which a large and festive -- for the most part -- gathering was in process, one that included a number of unusual personalities, a great variety of activities, and any number of distinct objects -- things like clocks, bureaus, assorted furniture and so on, a number of which I examined closely.

I wasn't lucid, didn't realize I was dreaming.

At one point I wandered into a room of people just as one fellow was saying to the others: "We are seven."

I introduced myself to him and shook hands. The name I gave him was not my given name; it was "Magus."

I woke up shortly thereafter. Odd, huh?

Bill I.

9/21/2009 09:40:00 PM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

Mr. B., let me recommend Chris Hedges' latest book, Empire of Illusion.
I think you'll find it quite tasty.
Like fresh road kill.
The road kill being, of course, a great big bald eagle.

Sadly, the G-20's in town & I have no transportation.
Had hoped to join the festivities, if, for no other reason, than to see what martial law would look like, but, alas, my ride went KERFLOOEY.

Some of the intrepid 60's protest documentary reenactors attempted to take up residence in one of the neighborhoods where I grew up, but they were exorcised by The Order of the Blue Brotherhood, a quasi-moral conclave of armed thugs whose function is, ostensibly, to protect us from other armed thugs.

Usually they just roust the underclass, being generally too stupid & corrupt to ever sniff out any real crime.
They have a room in America's virtual wing.
You may have seen it.
It's called


My mom is convinced that the exorcised hippie anachronisms will spread out through the neighbor, begging shelter from the storm.

Seems a bit far fetched.

Anyway, they don't exactly seem like the "harass old ladies" type.

My mom kept saying the word "protester" in the same hushed tone one uses when discussing cancer.

She also told me,

"They're dirty."

I said, quite profoundly I might add,


She said, "Yeah, someone saw them, and they said they looked all dirty."

I thought to myself, "Well, do I say what I'm thinking here, thereby forcing me to explain things that jet over my mother's head like a fucking 747, or do I bow my head in defeat like a quivering little mommy's boy?"

I said, quite wisely I might add,

"Ok. Aaaaaaaah, listen mom, I have to go."

Let this be a lesson to any would be world changers here:

if you're gonna change the world, make sure you bathe regularly. A strict regimen of suitable hair care products, deoderizers, and teeth whiteners couldn't hurt either?

9/23/2009 01:23:00 AM  
Blogger ericswan said...

What did Baldry say? got off with a caution?

Hey Bill. Go with the flow. Time is, was, and will ever be. All I know for sure is my puter has never been this slow and it's not that I don't do maintenance, even if the pressure is on to upgrade explorer 6. I'm listening to a lawyer talking about time travel.

The link above is too long. What does that say about time when we can't get where we're going from here?

9/23/2009 01:52:00 AM  
Anonymous Jack SARFATTI said...

Hey Jeff you have some serious inaccuracies in your discussion of the 1973 events with me and Uri Geller et-al in
in part 2:

When physicist Jack Sarfatti first heard Geller tell this story in a 1973 meeting at Stanford Research Institute, he spoke up about his own message from a mechanical voice, received as a child over the telephone, saying "I am a conscious computer on board a spacecraft from [memory failure]. We have identified you as one of four hundred young bright receptive minds we wish to [memory failure]. You must give us your decision now. If you say yes, you will begin to link up with the others in 20 years." And 20 years later there's Sarfatti, at SRI, hearing an eerily similar account from Geller. (Curiously, Sarfatti remembered only one call, but his mother three weeks' worth. Fellow physicist Jean-Paul Sirag writes that Mrs Sarfatti was "struck by the similarity of the Spectra voice, described in [Andreas Puharich's] Uri, and the voice she heard on the phone, when she ended the series of calls by grabbing the phone out of Jack's hand and yelling into the phone, 'You leave my boy alone!'"

Geller was not there. I met him later. The SRI meeting was recorded and is at look for SRI file big
contact me at Facebook or
Jack Sarfatti

9/23/2009 01:22:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Jeff..your link needs this update..

Jack..the Hebrew name for Jesus?

I submitted your name to the dictionary. A window on the world?

9/23/2009 06:40:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Jack..the remote viewing material is

not flowing for me. I met your whistleblower friend in 1981. Are you sure he wasn't working his pentagon papers into an inside track on the green movement? We were heavily infiltrated by that time and wonder out loud if your pentagon people weren't there to destroy family values.

9/23/2009 07:00:00 PM  
Blogger Bill said...


For dealing with long URLs, good 'ol circa '90s HTML works here (and then there's always a TINY URL site to be found with little or no trouble).

I listened to the podcast at Red Ice Creations. I'd never heard this tale before and will look into it before commenting on it. (I promise not to allow the fact that I went to junior high school with Richard Hoagland's younger sister, April, to color my views.)

I do know that one need not invoke black defense agency projects, classified papers once belonging to Nicola Tesla, or any similar things to personally experience aspects of reality that bear directly on some of the subject matter covered. (No arcane equipment is required, either.)

For example, you might try Exercise 2. (Preliminary Probable Self Exercise) found at

This may require some persistence but those who succeed with it very often report profound experiences and even alterations of consciousness.

Jack Sarfatti, btw, is a name familiar to many who have interacted on The Journal of Consciousness Studies' tightly moderated Yahoo Groups mailing list (it's called jcs-online and has existed since 2000).

Jack is known -- by reputation, at a minimum -- to a great many others as well.

Bill I.

9/23/2009 08:56:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dick, thanks for the Empire of Illusion recommendation. What America needs is a man willing to face the crowds in protest. A man who strips down to his skivvies and refuses to bathe for weeks. A real man who knows to rub his face in his excrement and physically attack protesting conservatives. A man willing to allow some of them to blow him. This ape man seeks to knock out Republican teeth and is not concerned about what gender the attackee is. What this country needs is Alex Jones.

9/24/2009 01:33:00 AM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

Mr. A., I actually came on here now to withdraw my recommendation.
While the book is excellent, it's utterly depressing.

Anyway, from what I gather, depression is bad.

We need to be happy.

We need to be more like Joel Osteen & smile all the motherfucking time.
Because life is a gift goddammit & America is the greatest cuntry on God's green earth & if you think otherwise you've probably skipped a few too many baths for your own good.

Instead of moping & whining about the detritus of our own decay, we should be focusing our energies on those other dirty folk, the Muslims.

Muslims & protesters quaff from the same spigot, if you know what I mean.

Who cares if we're being herded & desensitized, lied to & flummoxed?

Who cares about corporatism anyway?

Without corporations we wouldn't have all these neat logos to decorate our clothes with.

& without corporations we wouldn't have this endless buffet of mindless goop beamed into our homes 24/7. This goop we love more than our children.

Wealth is good goddammit.
It's an easy social shortcut for discerning who our "betters" are, that's all.

In a nation of followers it's prudent to settle issues of leadership quickly, with little muss or fuss, don't ya think?

& without the uber-rich we wouldn't have neat cultural monuments
like the new $1 billion+ Cowboy stadium.

Geez, that 600 ton TV screen alone has to be worth a couple 100 thousand janitors lives, at least.

Every time I watch my favorite band of pro meat slabs run into another band of pro meat slabs I can only hope that,one day, all those meat slabs can have the honor of colliding in a stadium with the grandeur of Cowboy's Stadium.

Who needs books anyway?

They're just big unwieldy doorstops with scribbles in them.

Who wants to bother with that when there's a new Rambo movie on the horizon.
Hell, even a 70 year old Indiana Jones is gonna be more fun to watch than staring slack jawed at the maggots that are growing on our national corpse.

Who likes maggots anyway?

Not me, that's for sure.

Instead of bothering with CH's book, just watch CSI: Miami instead.
Horatio & his spiffy shades will comfort you far more than this book.

There's probably hot chicks too.

Heck, everyone loves hot chicks, right?

"Sadism dominates the culture. It runs like an electric current through reality television and trash-talk programs, is at the core of pornography, and fuels the compliant, corporate collective. Corporatism is about crushing the capacity for moral choice and diminishing the individual to force him or her into an ostensibly harmonious collective. This hyper-masculinity has its logical fruition in Abu Ghraib, the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, and our lack of compassion for our homeless, our poor, the mentally ill, the unemployed, and the sick."
Chris Hedges

9/24/2009 04:20:00 AM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Dick..yer too young to have noticed but the women seem to have glombed to the corporate logos in a positive way. I'm thinking they smell better than they used to. I'm thinking women are better looking than they used to be. And that's the problem we will have to address in the next couple of weeks in a way that was not considered back in the fifties while floating down the river of life to deliverance into the next. The next couple of weeks because the eugenicist program should be in full sway and corpses good looking or not will we bagged and tagged with no need for a "survival of the best of the best" required for the future of mankind. In fact, the least socialable, unkempt, stinky people are likely to carry the water for mankind. Only 116 shopping days til xmas if you get my drift.

9/24/2009 07:09:00 AM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Bill ..I wonder if you were time travelling in your lucid dream since Magus is the singular of Magi. You may have been questing for the bright and morning star to lead you out of the mansion and into the light. Last call.

9/24/2009 08:46:00 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Eric: "Bill ..I wonder if you were time travelling in your lucid dream since Magus is the singular of Magi. You may have been questing for the bright and morning star to lead you out of the mansion and into the light. Last call."

I focused on that particular dream element afterwards in an attempt to fathom it, resulting in this explanation: The seven people in the room were engaged in magic (or magick); I made a connection to their leader or facilitator by introducing myself as "Magus."

Magick is not an activity I focus on consciously, despite a number of very unusual experiences over the years that could be loosely associated with the activities the word suggests -- certainly I have no abiding interest in the sort of ceremonial and symbolical magick associated with John Dee and modern devotees.

On the other hand, a sub- personality or "other self" accessed at several very odd moments is very familiar with such things, as understood within at least two distinct traditions, including the Hellenic. Symbols and events suggestive of such occasionally surface in dreams.

The dream suggests a momentary near-conscious connection with that particular version of self (designated in the dream as "Magus") but I also wonder who -- if anyone -- the seven people in the room symbolized.

Returning to the present world, the only thing that impressed me in Andrew D. Basiago's "Life on Mars" podcast (there's also a 6-hour YouTube interview of the fellow that I'm not likely to ever watch) was the truly unusual feature found in NASA photo PIA10214.

The original photo is found here but you will have difficulty locating the feature on it without visiting a site like this one.

I'm of the opinion that Basiago (and another fellow who has lept on Basiago's odd bandwagon) grew tired of his humdrum life as an attorney and, after viewing the above unusual feature, gradually contrived a very complex tale and convinced himself of its veracity.

He would much prefer to be (and be known as) the discoverer of life on Mars and a youthful participant in a secret government project.

I could be completely wrong about this, but I would recommend that he seek counseling.

I'm quite familiar with unusual photographs and how different people may perceive them quite differently.

(Maybe I should seek counseling, too, considering that I put a strange photo on a website and asked people to examine it closely. Did I supply an odd explanation to go with it? Yes, definitely, and the explanation is about as complex as Basagio's creation. Do I believe my own explanation? Sometimes yes, sometimes no, depending on circumstances. It _may_ be true or partially true, but I qualify my remarks and allow for the possibility that it is not.)

To view the photo, go to and look carefully at the mock banner ad displayed before clicking on it.

Clicking will take you to a page with a larger photo; a link on that page will take you the explanation, presented in the form of a short narrative that includes both a second photo taken one month later and a link to an annotated version of the first photo.

Note that both photos were taken in northern Italy, not on Mars; note, too, that some people see unusual features in both photos instantly, some see nothing unusual at all until or unless guided by someone else, and that different people see very different things.

What do you see?

Bill I.

9/24/2009 09:56:00 AM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

I hear you E., everyone knows that "cleanliness is next to Godliness," although that begs the question as to why our celestial Daddy-kins made so much fucking dirt. Maybe He regretted it, and that's why He let us develop concrete and asphalt.

Don't really know.

Hedges does touch on the grooming habits of a certain sub-section of the young & hot female population. Popularly, they're known as porn stars.

He gets into porn star Ariana Jollee's beautification regimen in quite some detail.

The porn industry has developed this revolutionary new skin care plan called total semen immersion. It works best when you have a few dozen guys who are willing to fuck you till your anus & vagina tears and then cum all over ya.

"You may see a 45 minute set that took us 13 hours...
We're ripped, we're tired, we're sore, we're bleeding, we're cut up, we have dried semen all over our faces from numerous guys, and we can't wash it off because they want to take pictures."

Then ya got yer Swirlie flicks where they're so concerned about the girl's hygiene that, after they're done fucking her, they stick her head in a toilet & flush.
heck, even dogs know how clean toilet water is, right?

There's even an unexpected hygiene boon found in the most unlikely places in the porn empire.
Since the sex practice known as ATM, or Ass To Mouth, is so prevalent in porn that it has its own video awards category, its led some girls to watch their diet & keep their poop chutes flushed with regular enemas.
As one girl said, "I would starve myself so I wouldn't have to suck on my own shit. The worst was when it came out of another girl and it was not clean and you had to do it."

Ain't America grand E.?

Of course, this all may be a bit risque for the Extendz crowd, but give it time. I've no doubt the infomercial is in the wings.

As one producer of bondage porn put it, "All I know is that large segments around the world like to watch young girls being tortured."

"Men die, but the plutocracy is immortal; and it is necessary that fresh generations should be trained to its service."
Sinclair Lewis

9/24/2009 01:15:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

David Turner said:

"Good heavens. Does this blog have a point? I don't see anything to it but a meandering river of mystic sewerage. Am I missing something, or are there simply more people who believe in the alien-lizard-master-race than I thought?"

Unfortunately, I must concur. I made an enthusiastic comment earlier in this thread welcoming Jeff back. However, the more I consider the actual post, the less enthused I am. Consider how little the actual post is being discussed, both here and in the forum. Not only is it meandering and pointless, it's some of the weakest prose I've ever seen Jeff write. (That whole bit about Manilow meeting fanilow and catapulting the propaganda is just sad.)

That said, I still like coming back to read Richard's rants, which I have enjoyed for years.

I think this place made the figurative, ritualistic shark jump when a fellow calling himself marmot was allowed to go on for page after page in the forum lauding the "heroism" of a man who shot two kids in the back in defense of private property.

"Anti-fascist"?! Hardly.

9/24/2009 01:18:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Some people think that snuff is enuff. There is a website covering the alien abductions/pedo/snuff/blackmail that claims everybody running this show has to be a black male. which is just another proud to be Canadian mudslinger but you have to be on the email list to get the snooze. Incidentally, this is the real deal. They have predicted a nuclear type dirty bomb set to go off soon at North West University in Chicago. Have some loose ends up there to tie up in nano-knots.

9/24/2009 01:43:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Mr. Wells is a satirist subsidized by the Canadian Zone of the NWO. WATCH! As he becomes the Canadian Glenn Beck... READ! As his scripts become more obviously fashioned by corporate multi-national interests... THINK! about how his very good writing follows the demographics of HIS message board... JEFF'S WIFE WORKS FOR THE CANADIAN TELEVISION PROPAGANDA BOARD. and HE IS JEALOUS OF HER SUCCESS.

He's jealous of other people's success, too. And other peoples insights. That's why only people who agree with him are allowed voice on his message board. That's also why he is jealous of his wife...

Oh, and "chlamor" is just a sock puppet. "Google" the word folks... Jeff surrounds himself with SOCKPUPPETS. He has to.

9/25/2009 02:06:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I am the anony who wrote that I found the post "meandering and pointless" a couple of comments ago. I know the "anony" posting is a bit weeny, but I do prefer to maintain my anonymity online, but not because I don't want to stand behind my posts.

I say this only to avoid disingenuousness--I am not cross-posting any silliness about Jeff being some kind of NWO double agent. I have nothing but respect for Jeff Wells, whom I consider a master prose craftsman (which is why I found some of the rhetorical flourishes in this post disappointing) and one of the most insightful voices on the web.

You don't owe me or anyone else anything, Jeff (excepting your family, of course). I can't say how much I've learned here. And I thank you for all the work you've done up until now. Just to make that clear, fwiw. You have to go where your conscience leads you...I just liked the jellyfish more as symbolic of something deeper rather than the prime movers they seem to have become. Many of the classic posts were leavened with a wry and devastating humor that seems to have been replaced by a somewhat more didactic tone all's I'm saying.

OK, I've given my ego enough airing.

9/25/2009 10:40:00 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

I'm new to Jeff's writings, having followed a link from The Daily Grail (I'm much more familiar with
the thoughts and writings of another Wells -- see
RealityTest Resources: H.G. Wells and also
Mind Loosed from its Tether -- The Channelled H.G. Wells).

An anonymous critic writes:

"Mr. Wells is a satirist subsidized by the Canadian Zone of the NWO."

Please provide some factual information about this zone; I'm curious. In what way is Jeff
subsidized by it? Does he receive a salary? How much? Can anyone apply for work with this organization? (It's likely that any such opportunity is only available to Canadian citizens, right?)

"WATCH! As he becomes the Canadian Glenn Beck..."

This doesn't seem very likely, but then what little I know of Beck -- an odious fellow, in my estimation -- was obtained by briefly reviewing articles and comments found in the WSJ, the FT, and in The Guardian's Comment is Free section -- I'm not likely to ever actually listen to the fellow.

"READ! As his scripts become more obviously fashioned by corporate multi-national interests..."

This doesn't ring true to me. Please expand on this. I'm somewhat familiar with several multi-national corporations, but can't see how their differing interests coincide very closely at all with Jeff's -- I must be missing something here.

"THINK! about how his very good writing follows the demographics of HIS message board..."

Are these demographics published somewhere, perhaps illustrated in downloadable graphic form? I would like to see how Jeff's writing correlates with them.


Hmm. Is there any need to shout?

I'm an American and unfamiliar with this particular propaganda board. Does it have a website? How do you know that Jeff's wife works for it? Is its propaganda at all effective? Is it informative and entertaining?

You must know Jeff very well to be so aware of his jealousy. What is your relation to him?

"He's jealous of other people's success, too. And other peoples insights. That's why only people who agree with him are allowed voice on his message board..."

(etc., etc.)

It sounds as though your stridency may have gotten you moderated at this place -- who knows? -- but you have not provided statistics to back up your assertions, while your animosity suggests you feel mistreated by Jeff, very likely distorting whatever you say.

It's also very often true that someone in such a condition will tend to project their own feelings upon someone with whom they have a personal quarrel.

If so, then you are suffering from intense feelings of jealousy. (Heck, I suppose you may even be an old girlfriend of Jeff's!)

By giving you and your pronouncements attention, will this relieve your emotional imbalance or aggravate the condition?

Bill I.

9/25/2009 12:05:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Please be aware that freedom of speech is over. Alex Jonestown is bought and paid for and if all things are equal, he will soon flew the cuckoo's nest. On your weigh out Alex, please be advised that you never were the guy.

Alex is hedging on this vid. He thinks it's faked but only time will tell. Welly welly Alex. Why is the perp not wearing an A on his shirt or a mask on his face? Get your lumpy bottom off the fence Alex. You said it long ago. They will go after Posse Commitas and when they do, all hell will break out. Well, you are looking at it and this fractured reflection has delivered your plagiarized message; not with a bang but a whimper.

9/25/2009 12:54:00 PM  
Anonymous mojo filter said...

I miss everyone of you, and I love you dearly.

9/25/2009 04:27:00 PM  
Anonymous Belliosto said...

I mistakenly posted a message a while back about the Empire of Illusion recommendation anonymously. It looks like a very good read. As I was yelling and spitting at automobiles in my neighborhood today, I bumped into a 41 year old man with a sign that read "You Are Loved." His story is one that accepts the fact that our media and culture has programmed us to be cold and heartless to each other. That we are expected to simply avoid each other in the name of safety. He walks next to the main roads out here with his sign and is happy to spread the message of genuinely communicating with others without any hidden agendas enforced. He's a rather secure and masculine male.

He explained that the only faces that smile on TV are trying to sell us something etc... Trying to take advantage of us in self interest. Anyway, we have to be careful not to emulate the hating, feeble-minded, bird drops that influence us. We get lulled to often into that trap. We become what we cannot stand.

I am joking about shouting and spitting in my local village. Even though I have bumped into a man who did this often and we got along fine. Life can really be a big wasted effort or enjoyable. I like to enjoy it as best as I can.hypolask

9/25/2009 04:36:00 PM  
Blogger Dr. Bombay said...

Jeff Wells..always fashionably
late for the "party", but once
he arrives he quickly becomes
the center of attention.
Jeff, the only way to assuage
your fears as to whats about to
happen is to embrace it completely.
Don't be a poltroon laddie.
And that goes for the rest of
you drunken heathens as well!

"Wish I didn't know now,
What I didn't know then..."

Hell, it looks good on
paper, but we are all HERE now.
Perhaps Jeff you, and some of
the others who post here, can
find some comfort in the
knowledge that the Ancient
Egyptians had no word for death.

And Jeff..If Alex leads his
"followers" to Jonestown, he will
end up just like Jim...

Nice to see everyone here and
still posting, very sharp comments

JAD.. Top Shelf ol' Man..!!

And if anyone is looking for
some reading material...
JFK And The Unspeakable: Why
He Died And Why It Matters
by James W. Douglas might be
the best book ever written about
the death of JFK and the reason's
behind his assassination.


9/26/2009 03:30:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

The voce rises above the djin. To take the shot or to not get shot, that is the question.

9/26/2009 05:16:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Jeff's entry is just the typical spam he and the others post. This blog is still unreadable and a waste of time. It may be tough to prove he is paid disinfo, but he might as well be.

9/26/2009 09:30:00 PM  
Blogger Dr. Bombay said...

When you have no faith in the
strength of your convictions, you
post as Anonymous. Go get yer'
balls out of your wife's purse

9/27/2009 01:01:00 AM  
Blogger fletcher said...

thanks Wagstaff...

9/27/2009 05:59:00 PM  
Blogger fletcher said...

Alex is the guy. Free speech is dead? Then Alex is keeping it alive. You must be aware of how many people are listening.

Sorry, i still don't get what you are saying about him. This is just the beginning of martial law at the G20,and earlier in New Orleans, a beta test... a whimper you say?

I think it's more tactically advantageous to incrementally implement full scale martial law. It will probably coincide with another terrorist attack by the CIA, a dirty bomb or something.
I was wondering if that was really Dr. Makkow back there too ("Wm. Wagstaffe") Doubt it.

9/27/2009 06:19:00 PM  
Blogger Bill said...

So -- what does anyone makes of AP article?

This deals with recently released video tapes from the Oklahoma City bombing. My perception of that event has changed a bit in all these years, colored by the oddities of the 9/11 events.

This statement caught my attention:

"Trentadue said he is seeking more tapes along with a variety of bombing-related documents from the FBI and the CIA. An FOIA request by Trentadue for 26 CIA documents was rejected in June. A letter from the National Geospatial-Intelligence Agency, which reviewed the documents, said their release "could cause grave damage to our national security."

Bill I.

9/27/2009 08:01:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

I'm not the only one who thinks protesting G20 is a joke...

G20 Post Mortem / Open Thread
September 27th, 2009

A few people seem surprised that the U.S. is a police state.

Oh the cops. Oh the poor students. Oh boo hoo, we just want to wave our signs.

The don’t taze me bro generation is obviously going to have to figure this one out the hard way.

My position has always been that people who wave signs at fascists are clinically nuts; holy roller, speaking in tongues, batshit crazy nuts.

Sign waving is not resistance. Sign waving is part of the problem in the same way that voting is part of the problem. How’s that Change working out for the Obama supporters? (Some of those bozos are already talking about how they’re going to get it right in 2012…)

In the few video clips of the G20 protests that I watched, I saw a bunch of zombies with iPhones, running around like chickens with their heads cut off, as the Legion of Doom tested out its new sonic weapons and tear gas lobbing skills.

WTF is the matter with these people? Where does someone get the idea that the way to deal with Darth Vader is to wave a sign at him? Maybe a few, “Fuck the police” tweets will do the trick? Send out invites to join revolutionary sign waving groups on Facebook?!

The Twitbook aspect of this is, frankly, bizarre. Maybe I’ve been out here in the bush too long, but it looks like powerlessness is manifesting itself into a sort of flaccid, me-too technophelia, crossbred with a hamster wheel. This is more embarrassing than anything else.

The U.S. is no longer a country. It’s a company town. If waving signs at the company’s goon squad just makes people look stupid, what does twitbooking about it amount to?

Here are some other ideas:

Eliminate your debt. Take your money off the table. Stop buying stuff that you don’t need. Live well on very little. Grow your own food. Participate in alternative and/or outlawed food economies for what you don’t produce yourself. Barter, or use cash. Support people who do good work. Finally, draw a line in the sand. Don’t tell anyone where that line is, or what the consequences will be if it’s crossed. Don’t wave a sign about it. Don’t twitbook about it. Let the fascists figure it out the hard way.

And Fletcher, the "not with a bang but a whimper" was Alex' last comment on the Friday while talking to one of his three reporters on the scene. In our last set of conversations above, I said Alex was and agent provocateur but you didn't get it. Maybe you will this time.

9/27/2009 09:52:00 PM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

That last bit was good advice Eric. That's why protesting is worthless. Folk wander around for an hour or two with pithy placards condemning capitalism, then they go back to their jobs & back to Wal-Mart or K-Mart & Sears & resume feeding the beast they ostensibly hate.

I suppose the problem with this perfect fantasy scenario is that a lot of folk don't have access to land to grow their own food.

Which is why I think any would be revolutionaries had better have a food distribution plan before they even think about an overthrow the guvment plan, otherwise the revolution will be a short one.

On Friday, my 5 year old son came home from our fundamentalist Christian neighbor's house.
He said, "Dad, Mr. K. told us that "outer space doesn't exist."
Once again, in a profound mood, I said "Huh?"
My son said, "Yeah Dad. Mr. K. said there's only heaven up there, and there's nothing higher than heaven."

So now I have a conundrum. I really don't want this guy turning my son into the same ignorant half-wit his son will grow into, but I'm loathe to forbid my kid from playing with his friend cause the friend's dad keeps neglecting to take his medication.

Last Christmas, I got my older boy a fairly nice telescope, so I'm thinking that once winter sets in & the days get shorter, I'll invite my kid's friend over & show him Saturn & its moons. I'll say, "Yes little Jimmy, that's where Jesus lives."
Or maybe I'll just let him get a head start on his eventual journey to cognitive dissonance land & tell him the truth.

Reinforce or debunk?
Reinforce or debunk?
Decisions, decisions.

I suppose I will have to talk to the guy & explain that the next time he feels like pontificating on the nature of reality to my son, he should just refrain.

I caught the last bit of 60 Minutes tonight, & they announced they were "partnering with Vanity Fair" (I don't know about you, but my dick's getting hard already) to conduct a weekly poll for their virtual wing that will ask some "off beat & unexpected questions."
This week, one question is
"What corporation best exemplifies today's American values."

Yep, that's a real stunner of a question.

Now, I'm down to 2 companies, & I'd like a little input from you fine folk.

1. NHS. That's the corporation that bought my employers.

Here's my reasoning:

a. a few months back, they made us watch a 90 minute video from the company's CEO. By the time I stopped counting at about the 30 minute mark, the guy had used the word "integrity" 41 times.
This exemplifies the American value of "marketing lies through repetition."

b. Just like America, it's filled with entirely clueless & illiterate half-wits who are led around by the nose through activities they have no real interest in.

2. The Bunny Ranch

I figure that since the financial & political sector just finished screwing us raw and stealing our money, there's no better metaphor for what it means to be a US citizen than the lowly prostitute.

Now, to leave you all feeling better about your lives, last night, I spent a few hours at a different building.
One client, named J, had a boil on his ass a few weeks back. The nurse put Duo-Derm on, and then promptly didn't change it for a week. Shit became encrusted under the Duo-Derm, the boil broke, and the open area became so infected, they had to have that area of flesh cut out of his ass.
The infection persisted, so they cut an even bigger hunk of flesh out of his ass. The hole is now about the size of 4 silver dollars in rows of two.
The infection is persisting.
The smell is indescribable.
He's allowed 1 Percodan every 6 hours.
One Percodan wouldn't relieve a fucking headache.
All he does is scream.
All fucking day.

There, your life looks all sunny and rosy now, doesn't it?

Sleep tight.

9/28/2009 01:43:00 AM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

Eric, Alex was wrong about the video with the military guys snatching that kid. It was all over the news here. they're saying the kid was responsible for a rash of broken windows in a Pgh. business area.
Which all may be true.
But the bigger question is, why the fuck were 3 military guys allowed to snatch the kid in the first place?
Isn't that illegal?
Isn't that what cops are for?
It's not like they didn't have enough cops there, right?

Here's another video.

At about 20 seconds, check out this pudgy pork chop pushing a 108 lb. girl on her bike.
Rather than cowering, she turns around and tosses her bike at Porky Pig.

Sadly, instead of being given a medal for bravery, she's shoved to the ground by Here Little Piggy and his compadre Piggly Wiggly.

These two fuck sticks drag this poor girl away and arrest her.


9/28/2009 02:17:00 AM  
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9/28/2009 02:49:00 AM  
Blogger fletcher said...

Alex Jones....agent provacateur....
Oh of course. Thanks for connecting those dots for me. It all makes sense now. I can go back to sleep...
(or better yet, sit comfortably in my armchair laughing at all the idiots with signs who have the audacity to think they could ever make a difference)
And while I agree that waving signs at Darth Vader isn't the most effective means of protest, it still doesn't make the police state any less wrong. In fact it serves to shine a spotlight on the thugs and showcases their fascist state all the more. Maybe seeing what we previously could only imagine in China will serve to help foment a growing public outcry..
but probably not.
Getting yourself off the grid is great-if you can do it-
it's not as easy as it seems, and all of us who have really considered it know that.

9/28/2009 07:57:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

In what was possibly the most surreal, horrific, and unimaginable thing I have ever witnessed in my life, 1200 Riot Police and Military Personal rabidly attacked a group of well under 300 American citizens, many of them just students that were unaware there was even a protest going on. They then expanded their perimeter and shut large areas of Oakland down. This is how my last experience at the G20 in Pittsburgh went down, out of control authorities mercilessly attacking an unarmed crowd with batons, tear gas, pepper spray, sound weapons, and rubber bullets. Around 10pm on Friday night, long after the vast majority of dignitaries and protesters had left, it became evident that the outrageous show of force by the Military and Police was not enough to stave off their thirst for blood.

When I first arrived on the scene Luke Rudowski of We Are Change and a small group of protesters were peaceably assembling among a much larger number of college students just out for another weekend of fun in Schenley Plaza. Around ten minutes later Rob Dew arrived and we began filming the entire scene, it was evident that the number of police already in the area and the amount who were massing and surrounding the perimeter was extremely alarming.

9/28/2009 08:19:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

As Luke bull horned that the people in this park meant the police no physical harm, and that they were simply exercising their right to free speech, a couple of masked individuals began to scream “He doesn’t speak for us”. These few provocateurs and well meaning idiots could have been easily dealt with by a handful of regular police officers dressed in their standard uniform, however that solution does not offer the pretext for over a thousand heavily armed psychotics to encircle and engage the American people.

I began to become extremely frightened as to what the outcome of the situation was going to be as I began to witness LRAD weapons showing up, dogs beginning to circle the perimeter, and then everyone putting on their gas masks. During all of this I was threatened with arrest three times and physically charged and chased by one of the officers. At that point I realized they were about to attack, and they did. Hundreds of armed to the teeth trained professionals began their march towards innocent young men and women, and then took it much further by launching tear gas canisters, battening people trying to leave, and firing rubber bullets randomly into the crowd. Luckily I was able to slip through the cracks of a blockade of only 6 or so riot thugs as they tried to amass more in that area and form another brutal line.

I personally witnessed a young man on a bike being beaten for no reason whatsoever and as he fled the officers then beat his bike. When the young man tried to retrieve his bike his knuckle was broken. Another man was gassed so badly he had to be taken to the hospital. This is how “Peace Officers” treat us?

During the very quick first burst of the madness I lost touch with Infowars Producer and Cameraman Rob Dew, I immediately thought he had been arrested, and I was correct. He was illegally detained and digitally fingerprinted in a separate process for “protesters”. Rob was cuffed all evening in a room full of other detainees, and was not released until 10:20 am the next morning with no charges being brought against him. Military and Police mocked them as Americans were being detained and processed often laughing at college students that had been beaten for no other reason for being in the wrong place around their campus that evening.

Luke Rudowski received multiple battens to his back and legs as the jackals descended on him with force, even though he had made it clear to all of them he wished them no violence. For his peaceful efforts Luke and Lee from We Are Change were separated from the rest of the more than one hundred detainees and sent to State Prison. Luke was strip searched, mocked, and charged with Disorderly Conduct and Unlawful Assembly, and will have to go back to Pittsburgh Wednesday to face charges. The Military and Police laughed as they took note of the “Superstar” that had been all over the news on channel 11 and even National NBC, taking a sick pleasure in the torture of another human being.

Welcome to the New Amerika.

9/28/2009 08:20:00 AM  
Blogger ericswan said...

This LRAD thing reminds me that this protest took place during the week of "Feast of the Trumpets" which is exactly what has taken place here in Pittsburgh.
I'm not suggesting "off the grid" but "out of the matrix". This is the opposite of globalization. Think small.

Feast of the Trumpets reminds me that this is the fourth trumpet or the pale horse of pestilence. Be ware or be square.

The opposite of globalization is tribal and in the 21st C this is called Suburbia. Love your neighbour.

9/28/2009 10:03:00 AM  
Anonymous tative said...

Iran's toast in less than two years. They're making the case for invasion....not just bombing. Ahmadinejad has now been painted as an illegitimate dictator and Gates said this weekend that bombing the nuclear facilities would just be a delay tactic....that until we take out their "scientists," Iran remanins a Nuclear Threat. Think of all those dead and/or missing Iraqi scientists.

Of course, this will mean a draft. The U.S. needs to do something with all the unemployed, otherwise they may face conflict at home in the form of increasing dissention.

Richard, how do you feel about your son being drafted? He's only about 5 years away now, isn't he? My wife and I have agreed that we will leave the country if it comes to that. There's no way our son, or daughter is compulsorily joining the military to fight slaughterous corporate wars.

9/28/2009 03:21:00 PM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

Nah Mr. T., it won't happen. I don't think Iran will even actually develop a nuke. I think they're just trying to show everyone they can.
And while they may be painting Ahmadinejad as a madman, that's just a scary cartoon they use to keep the yoo-hoos in line. Ahmadinejad doesn't actually run anything, the Ayatollahs are the real power. I think they've shown in the past that they're hard line fanaticism
is amazingly open to the softening power of a little graft.

They'll never start a draft. The only reason this bullshit has lasted as long as it has is that the majority of indolent pudgy all American dipshits can watch from a nice safe distance. They can wave their flags while they tail-gate themselves into an early grave in front of their favorite multi-million dollar professional playground.
Seriously, this nation is comprised, primarily, of overgrown children.
With our already fractured economy we could never afford the cleaning bill for all those shit stained undies as a nation of sports obsessed video game playing comic book collecting action movie watching mounds of jiggly blubber collectively shit their pants.

To be honest, back when this started, I was arguing with a Bush loving liberal who believed wholeheartedly in "fighting them over there so we don't have to fight them here," when, in frustration, I said, "Fine. Let's do it. But let's draft everybody up to 40 years of age. Y'all want this to be WW2 the Musical so let's make it so. Instead of sending the teeny boppers, send everyone."
At the time the guy was 33 and it warmed my heart to see his patriotically brave by proxy eyes get as big as dinner plates as his sphincter puckered at the thought of actually having to back up his bullshit.

Yesterday morning, 2 of my Cult of Christ co-workers were going on about the end times. Like an idiot, I ventured into the land of the contemporary Christian intellectual, and I lived to regret it.
I pointed out that practically every generation since Jesus gave up the ghost has believed they were fulfilling biblical prophecy.
One woman said she thinks the world's problems are growing as we "move away from God."

I asked her to point out the magical time in history when we were close to God &, consequently, the bunnies hopped & the birds sang & happiness oozed from the human condition.

She said "Well, in the Garden of Eden."

At that point you could practically feel the collective IQ of the room take a steep plunge. & let me tell ya, in a room full of retarded guys, that takes some real effort.

Actually, I wish there would be some big dramatic ending. Alas, I'm afraid this human meat muddle will just sputter on like a bad case of chronic flatulence.

9/29/2009 12:26:00 AM  
Blogger Dr. Bombay said...

Tative said:
"Iran is toast in two years."
Two years? Hell, I think it might
be more like two months. That said,
I hope I am wrong.
Has anyone else heard this phrase
being bandied about: Jobless
"Jobless Recovery"...How the
fuck can it be a "Recovery" if you
can't find a fucking job?? By the end of this year, the pool of unemployed and their dependents
who will have exhausted their
benefits will reach 13 million
people. How are they going to

9/29/2009 04:39:00 AM  
Blogger fletcher said...

Hell they don't need the draft to start a jobless recovery, the Obama youth goon taddle tale squads have several million openings. No one said you'd get paid to fix roads and work in prisons (er FEMA camps) but you'll probably get a cot and a tent and prozac water.

And now to the subject, that, like an idiot, I'll carelessly throw my 2 cents in the general vicinity of..
End times prophesy is a sticky matter-even for devout Christians with understanding of such things.
However according to the Cristians,
Most of the signs of Christ's return are in place including the upcoming peace treaty with Israel, plans for a Third temple in Jerusalem, new technologies, existence of Israel and Russia as nations, and increases in famines, earthquakes and wars.

And the argument that throughout history we've always had wars and floods and fires and famine is a tempting line to draw, but the Bible does say that it will be a time of tribulation that the world has NEVER known nor will it ever know we are just starting to see the beginnings of it all unravel.
There will be a big dramatic ending, according to the Bible.

9/29/2009 07:58:00 AM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Put the checkmark in the appropriate box.

1. nothing is happening.

2. something is happening.

3. We have a say in what happens.

4. We don't have a say in what happens.

5. It's all over but the cryin'

6. We've never had it so good.

9/29/2009 08:56:00 AM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Dick you seem to be leading the blind up a dark alley. They're blind Dick. The only one that can't see is you.

9/29/2009 09:00:00 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

fletcher: "There will be a big dramatic ending, according to the Bible."

This book has long been overrated; I find the film Watchmen far more entertaining.

Of course the bible has all kinds of interesting material in it, including a great deal of strictly symbolic material that can be read in a number of ways, and great gobs of often highly distorted history, propaganda, and what-not.

It's quite a mishmash, too, different sections written at different times for somewhat different purposes, whole chunks apparently rewritten at various moments to serve the purposes of those doing the rewriting, with attempts made to create a false consistency, tying some old tales together while discarding those that didn't fit the new formulation. Some of those old tales clearly are reworkings of even older tales, such as the basket in the river story involving Moses, lifted nearly whole hog from propaganda created to legitimize the rule of Sargon long before.

Clear instances are found, too, of the forging of artificial links between the OT and the NT, such as creating the infanticide of Herod as a parallel to the older version of Pharaoh -- artful BS.

We might be much better off just to throw it away and forget it; its myths have lost relevancy while treating all of it literally is surely a form of lunacy.

Still, it's a very important historical document and, metaphysically speaking, what people believe does have an essential impact on the lives they create.

Prophecy, however distorted, mistranslated, and misunderstood may roughly correspond with actual events, too.

Might the "big dramatic ending" refer to the ending of one very long phase of history and the beginning of another?

This could be quite dramatic, particularly if those who thoroughly identify with the older phase refuse to even imagine the new, possibly even being somewhat incapable of doing so.

This could be read as a transition of consciousness, from a very narrow and mostly symbolically masculine egoic consciousness to something much more expansive, embodying a blending of the symbolical masculine with the symbolical feminine -- YHWH merged with, say, Minerva or even Aphrodites (the earliest Sumerian gods had wives of nearly equal stature, after the previous long neolithic era of goddesses -- Enki's wife Damgalnunna a case in point).

There are interesting takes on the so called "Second Coming," too, the usual version seen as highly distorted and filtered through particular beliefs.

One of my favorites is found in Jane Robert's Seth Speaks.

(I would never have read this book if not for the experience related at

It's probably too arcane to elaborate on here, in this place, but the gist of it deals with methods -- not theology -- to be spread by a new version of Saul of Tarsus, methods that will "undermine" religious organizations.

These methods will enable "intimate contact" with one's soul or entity. ("What's that?" asks the atheist or agnostic. "There is no such thing!" claims the materialist, adding "We are no more than our physical bodies." You don't have to be an aged survivor of the 60s to know otherwise, while whatever the soul is, it need not be defined within the terms of any particular religious tradition -- it is what it is, no matter what anyone might believe about it.)

Bill I.

9/29/2009 09:30:00 AM  
Anonymous beudi said...

Eric, I'll take

7. All of The Above and None of The Above

for $1,000 please.

9/29/2009 09:44:00 AM  
Blogger fletcher said...

to Bill I:

Melancholia I
by Albrecht Durer encompasses these vain imagining and the fanciful explanations of mortality and creativity...
the Renaissance men had to wrangle with the what-it-is-ness of a time analagous to our present day insanity leading us what if not neo feudalism? Perhaps the fullfillment of Bible prophesy??
The creation usually imagines it can comprehend the truth of the creator and on its own, cannot.
The creation comes to the end of itself and faces its own limitations, especially when faced with the limitlesness of the God of the Bible.
That is one reason the Bible comes to us from a realm beyond space-time to explain the nature of reality to us mere mortals. And to show us that we will be changed...glorified...Justice will be served.

9/29/2009 09:44:00 AM  
Blogger ericswan said...

The bible code and the names written in the book and the word. These are the signs on the highway but how to interpret these is the black and white found here and there but see the razor's edge and take each step with all your heart on one end of the beam and the ostrich feather on the other.

The Gematria says anonymous is 351 or an obscure dark latticed window.

Jeff's gematria is "a window".

Dennis, you are the white wand.

Those of you who choose anonymous have chosen the red pill.

9/29/2009 10:24:00 AM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

Anyone with a Paypal account care to wager on your prophesying skills
& your belief in the big Christ myth?

If memory serves, there were at least 15 instances over the last few years here where y'all made pretty much the same claims about the imminent end of everything & nothing happened.

I suppose it is more fun thinking about some big action movie ending to everything, with Bruce Willis playing the returned Jesus of course, than it is thinking about one's own banal and anonymous ending.

I asked my Christ Cult co-worker what the big SIGN that the return of Jesus & his grumpy mountain God daddy Yahweh was, and she said,
"Well, because they're letting homosexuals adopt kids. Then those kids will think that homosexuality is alright."

So there you have it, heterosexuals have been abusing their toddlers in many ways, shapes, & forms for generations, but now that we've opened the doors to gays, GOD IS PISSED.

By the way, Christians have been practically masturbating themselves into a half-witted frenzy about their big END TIMES reunion with Jehovah since about the dawn of forever.

If anything, these ya-hoos will do nothing more than create a big SELF FULFILLING PROPHECY without the attendant reunion with DADDY.

One other thing, indigenous cultures have pretty much lived in harmony with the natural world for generations. Then along comes Bible thumping white folk who proceed to fuck everything up with a vengeance, preaching their LOOOOOOOVE for humanity while slaughtering their fellow man at the drop of a hat.

Christianity is the sickness that has allowed our egoistic narcissism to spread unchecked as we sit amazed at the supreme wonderfulness of our hairy talking monkey selves while denigrating all other species of flora & fauna to the crematorium of history.

To steal from Zappa, "If God created us in His image then God must be ugly & a little smelly on the side."

I'd like to add "stupid" to the mix.
Very very very fucking stupid.

On a related note, I hear the Gorillas & Tigers are praying to their respective Gorilla & Tiger deities, hoping that humans really are gonna whack themselves into oblivion before each of those species disappears forever.

But, if you disagree, Paypal registration is open to everyone, and Dickie needs a new pair of shoes.

By the way, Jeff's archives are running quite nicely, and y'all might want to revisit the memory lane of your past predictions before y'all go doing something dumb like putting your money where your typing fingers are at.

Just some friendly advice.

9/29/2009 11:06:00 AM  
Anonymous Christ said...

Trust me. Have faith. As Richard said, it ain't gonna happen. I'm not coming again. Hell, I never came a 1st time. I'm a fabrication of men. Please get over me, and off of me. I don't exist except in your indoctrinated imaginations.

9/29/2009 11:54:00 AM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

Just because I'm a curious wiener I'd like to know if you folk sit in your comfy chairs in your comfy homes with your well stocked pantries and, most importantly of all, your toilet paper, and wax nostalgic for the good old days of the Black Plague & the 100 Years War when we were "closer to God" & life was a rosy joy to awaken to every morning?

9/29/2009 11:56:00 AM  
Anonymous Pope Seedspill said...


I asked my Christ Cult co-worker what the big SIGN that the return of Jesus & his grumpy mountain God daddy Yahweh was, and she said,
"Well, because they're letting homosexuals adopt kids. Then those kids will think that homosexuality is alright."

I think it's because the volume of wasted/spilled ejaculate has reached record levels. Men are jerking off everywhere and anywhere. Sewer pipes are clogging up with the increasingly infertile goo. The Lord is pissed. Afterall, every sperm is sacred. To spill so much seed upon the ground (or wherever) is the last straw.


9/29/2009 12:00:00 PM  
Anonymous L. Rad said...

Is anyone else amused by what happened to the G-20 threa on the forum? WTF is that all about? Talk about derailing. Holy mother of Jesus, one minute the G-20 protest is being discussed and the next minute apologies are being solicited and forget about the G-20.

9/29/2009 12:09:00 PM  
Blogger Dr. Bombay said...

I predict that more predictions
will be made on this blog.
Some will come true, and some
will not...

9/29/2009 01:39:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Jeff's got a leg up. The Blue Kachina marks the beginning of the end which according to Mayan/Hopi took place with the explosion of 17p/Holmes. The end is within 7 years and is marked by a red super nova ie. Beteljeuse. Let that be the sign.
I will predict that the end is nigh and the whole week before that and the weeks and months and years before nigh.

9/29/2009 02:19:00 PM  
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9/29/2009 02:42:00 PM  
Anonymous just another dick who is now locked out of google fuck google fuck yahoo & fuck you ya AI bastard said...

7 years?

I have to wait 7 years.

Look Eric I am an American fer crap's sake.

I can't maintain mental focus on a subject for 7 fucking minutes, let alone 7 years.

As a Canadian, I hope you're prepared to assist with this.

Maybe spicing up your 'Countdown to Supernova' with heartfelt celebrity musings on a solar system without the earth. Also, liberal sprinklings of tits and ass will go far towards keeping the old focus wide-eyed & erect.

Hell, if you really wanna guarantee the dissemination of this info, I suggest you lobby the astronomical community to change the name of Betelgeuse to something Americans can understand.

Maybe something like Pussegeuse.

Or maybe Orangegeuse.

If that fails, we can call up the theatrical agents who represent all those dead celebrities and get a head start on marketing those coffee cups with Earth photos to the army of aliens who will be stuck feeling nostalgic for their glory days spent abducting earth folk & eviscerating cattle.

It'll be fucking ha-uuuuuuge Eric.

I can feel it in my soon to beevaporated bones.

9/29/2009 02:47:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Hehehe. maybe it's the Tourette's thingy wot got you banded. Why don't you swing by here Dick. Maybe Wordpress hasn't had the privilege of dissing you out the door.

Just for a further enticement, you get your own avatar that id's you by you ip and not your handle. We have been discussing the end of the world as we know it for some time and according to scripture, Dude says this will all unfold on October 10, 2009 which he has maintained for months and months. P.S. Don't argue with Dude. The most active page is the chemtrails part 3 page and many of the attendees are born again and they should be as some of the girls here are in their 70's. Look at it as therapy. I know it works for me. hehehe

9/29/2009 05:21:00 PM  
Anonymous just another dick said...

Gave the Founding Fathers a gander Eric...

So, does Dude have a Paypal account?

You're only leaving me 10 days to fleece the guy.

So, let me guess how this will play out:

When 10-11-09 rolls around, Dude will have some contrived story about misreading his "Bible code" or he'll say that his proselytizing about that date forced them to abort, etc., etc., on & on & on...

9/29/2009 07:22:00 PM  
Anonymous Lastwillbefirst said...

"If anything, these ya-hoos will do nothing more than create a big SELF FULFILLING PROPHECY without the attendant reunion with DADDY."

'Out of the mouths of babes!','ve probably got it right, they will be the ones on the receiving end of DADDY's wrath.

9/29/2009 08:04:00 PM  
Anonymous dude said...

paypal is an evil tool of satna and the nwo. i refuse to use such a diabolical mechanism to bet on my predictions. you have been warned.

9/29/2009 08:13:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

An insightfull post. Will definitely help.

Karim - Mind Power

9/29/2009 11:58:00 PM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

Eric, since my original plan of car repair was rained out,it's probably obvious that I spent today wasting time using the second greatest time wasting tool ever invented by mankind, the internet.

Your pal Dude & his predictions helped waste some of that time.
In fact, Dude has inspired me to take a stab at INTERNET PROPHECY.

Here goes nothing...

A few years back , Princeton Review examined the Lincoln-Douglas debates, the Kennedy-Nixon debates, the Clinton-Bush-Perot debates, and the Bush-Gore debates. Using a standard vocabulary test they estimated the minimum education level needed to understand the debates.

While the Lincoln-Douglas debates required an 11th-12th grade level for comprehension, the Bush-Gore debate comprehension requirements hovered between the 6th and 7th grades.

In other words, the national IQ has taken 26 presidents to drop 6 grade levels.

Now, given the accelerated nature of modern society, and the fact that the US population had a good 100 years head start before modern psychology & sociology, through their twin propaganda tools , advertising and television, gained enough of a foothold in the mass mind to turn said mass mind into 1400 grams of solidified Smucker's jelly, I'm going to make a little prediction of my own.

I'm predicting that, by the time the 53rd president ascends the throne of CORPORATIST AMERICA, we'll be electing the fucker based on how well he colors inside the lines.

I'm also envisioning the very coloring book page that will be used to give the American sheep their 53rd Shepard. It will feature a bemused and smiling Ronald McDonald holding a grand and glorious American flag. Of course, due to prior licensing agreements, the size
of the flag shall at no time exceed the size of the McDonalds logo.

But that's okay, we'll be lovin' it.

Thinking positive & slowly devolving back to the womb, where we'll always be safe, and big bad nasty 3 dimensional reality will be reduced to shadows on our placental cave.

Yee-ha baby. I don't know about you E., but I'm all a-tingle in anticipation.
Damn, I think I even have a stiffy.

Oh well, time to find some virtual young girls being swirlied, or maybe one or two with a hankering for a cock that has a little Hershey's Kiss of shit on the end of it...





9/30/2009 01:23:00 AM  
Blogger Dr. Bombay said...

Go the points and
the over.

Can I get some Champagne with
that Supernova..?

9/30/2009 03:59:00 AM  
Blogger fletcher said...

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9/30/2009 08:06:00 AM  
Blogger fletcher said...

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9/30/2009 08:12:00 AM  
Blogger fletcher said...

3rd time's a charm...
the Bible actually says something different then what you seem to believe and you tout your misunderstanding with such vehemence, it's irrational.
"nostalgic for the good old days of the Black Plague & the 100 Years War when we were "closer to God" & life was a rosy joy to awaken to every morning?"
The artists and writers of the time of the Renaissance (which followed shortly thereafter) examined the system of church excess and Christian suffering.
The Bible does state that suffering isn't caused by God inasmuch as our fallen state and in a way, entropy itself. And of course we wouldn't be in this mess if it weren't for good ol' Satan...

And Like so many others, you malign Christianity with people who don't know what the Bible says either. How can they possibly be representative to you of Christian "thinking"
Nice strategy for "debunking" things. So high school.
The Bible clearly states:
No one will know the time or the day but we can know the season of Christ's return by watching the signs. (which are laid out in prophesy) So obviously anyone claiming that they know that Christ will return on such and such a day is a moron. Doesn't mean daddy ain't commin' back tho.
Please don't associate all Christians with the ignorance of a few. Just because dumb people are into Christianity doesn't make it false.
And there's the code....
It's an extremely complex mathematical numerical code whereby prophesy is confirmed.

Look we all have doubts, even Bible scholars (actually, especially them..) it's not by faith that we are saved (brought into an afterlife with God), but by grace and through Christ's sacrifice on the cross.
the apostles thought that Christ would set up his ministry and reign in their lifetimes, so THEY were wrong too. No one can know the day or the time.

9/30/2009 08:15:00 AM  
Blogger ericswan said...

I hate to be Canadian here but how many presidents do you think you get? 53 is fightin' words. You are on 44 and if he gets re-elected than that should be 44 times 2 right?

9/30/2009 08:21:00 AM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

Fletch, my Paypal account is there for the fleecing. I'm willing to bet a nice hunk of worthless American currency that the Bible is complete & utter bullshit.

Look Fletch, just put it down to the fact that I think heaven sounds really fucking boring & God appears to be a completely pedantic fuck who sets up incredibly complex and blood filled scenarios to reach a conclusion He already knew from the beginning.

One does wonder how such a blood drenched religion manages to keep selling itself as love filled, but that's a cross I have no interest in bearing today.

But if it makes you feel better, I'll wear this sandwich board of shame for a while before I post again:

10 days till the end of the world...

Hide...hide...a fire from heaven approaches...

There will be a great burning...

Find a witch & cook her like a shish kabob...

Suffer ye not an abominable faggot to live...

Get inside...get inside...

A great burning is coming...

The Lord returneth...

...and He's pissed...

Get inside...

Cover yourselves in clarified butter...

Padlock your chastity belts...

Drop your penises & erase all that porn from your web browsers...

Get inside...

9/30/2009 11:28:00 AM  
Anonymous Rosemary's Piano said...

Word just in from the mighty chief on high aka god. If we get Roman Polanski behind bars where he belongs, he will give a second thought to destroying the world....or should I say, allowing the world to destroy itself.....or allowing humanity to destroy the world.

9/30/2009 11:41:00 AM  
Blogger Dennis/87 said...

I predict that JAD will remain snarky. Xtians will fracture the future with their rapture trash,and I will keep smoking holy Ganja fire. Oh my, every soul has a future, bet on it.Shineforth brave souls! Dennis

9/30/2009 12:59:00 PM  
Blogger fletcher said...

do you not think God should be 'pissed'?
if you were omniscient and you could bear witness to every act of injustice, murder, rape, violence, etc. throughout the history of mankind, would you not take action and create Justice?
God really wanted us to all live in peace and harmony forever, but that's just not possible apparently...yet...until we all learn a real nice lesson....the HARD way.
I know, it all sound absurd, the whole thing, but here we are and this is it. God's now in the business of putting out fires instead of being the idyllic proactive pappa smurf you wish he was. He had the wisdom to allow Satan to "try it his way" just to show the fuck what would happen and teach all us baby souls right from wrong. It all works out in the end. One day Eric, Dick, your knee shall bend and your head shall bow and you shall proclaim Christ as Lord.

9/30/2009 01:15:00 PM  
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9/30/2009 01:46:00 PM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

Fletch, i just spent two hours winding my way through the Bible Code.

I...I...see the light.

I'm so infused with the power of the coming of the Lord, I've developed my own prophetic tools.

I just pick random bits of lint & string off my socks (I noticed my socks cause I was on my knees & happened to turn around), toss them in the air over a sprinkled with holy water Ouija board (for sanctification purposes) an then assemble a consonant/vowel matrix that looks something like this;


Then using ancient numerological techniques found in the Sacred Scroll Of The Numinous Word Search Puzzle that was discovered at Nag Hammadi in, what was assumed to be, an ancient outhouse (Boy that does explain what Martin Luther was doing while he spent those insufferably endless hours squatting on a privy and waiting for God or a really good bowel movement, doesn't it?), I came up with this chunk of Holy Prophecy:


Oh my gosh...

...listen Fletch, gotta go...

...I've got cases of bottled water & Ho-Hos to amass so I can't chat anymore...

I must say, being perpetually on my knees is sure hindering my mobility
but with the grace of the Holy Poppy


(Boy, going from 6 feet to 4 feet in height sure has its drawbacks also. Can't seem to reach my coat...Damn)

9/30/2009 01:52:00 PM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

Fletch, now that I'm on my knees...ummmm...I was wondering if The Reacher was a theologically permissible utensil to purchase because...ummmmm....I still can't reach my fucking coat and the end is nigh, and I really wanna get some Ho-Hos...but....ah...I don't wanna offend God cause maybe Satan invented Reachers just impede our spiritual progress towards TOTAL HARMONY...which I'm into by the harmony is so cool...albeit incredibly vague...but that's ok, the Big Guy can be vague if he wants to be...I think Coke or Pepsi are into TOTAL HARMONY too, so....ummmmm....I plan on getting a few 6 packs of each just in case....if I can get my coat that is, cause it's kind of cold out and it's hard to stay in TOTAL HARMONY when your teeth are chattering so I'm...ah...kind of hoping the Reacher is a keeper...answer whenever it's HARMONICALLY feasible for ya....wouldn't want any disHARMONY to creep upon ye...Damn, I really want a fu...oops...frackin' Ho-Ho....Fletch, are you there?

9/30/2009 02:40:00 PM  
Anonymous Ho Hos The Baptist said...

If the (p)eucharist was a Ho Ho, I might be inclined to return to the faith and cannibalize christ.

9/30/2009 03:30:00 PM  
Blogger Dennis/87 said...

Listen you two of such intellect. I will go on bended knee to the sun. I will also love Isis until she is tired. The pie in the sky is the light from your eyes. Jeff wants to be of a cautious nature, get right out with it, are you with the flo or no? You Xtians and sublime psychic vampires, will your existance, I will find mine, and make due. Shineforth brave and sensible souls. Dennis

9/30/2009 05:14:00 PM  
Blogger Dennis/87 said...

Until she says"no"(know). There is know end to this discussion, Just know that our souls have a future. No? YES.

9/30/2009 05:27:00 PM  
Blogger Dennis/87 said...

find mind and make dew.

9/30/2009 05:41:00 PM  
Blogger Dennis/87 said...

Love you, love me, were all branches from the same tree.wv ash omst. Dennis, (87,Denzo, Mr. Igou to you)

9/30/2009 08:00:00 PM  
Blogger fletcher said...

I hope your little jokes and your Ho Hos keep you warm in the outer darkness separated from God for all eternity!!
just kidding.
The code thing basically is just Hebrew numerology, but that's nothing to get your bottled water spilt over.
look, believe what you want.
I just see the attacks on Christianity as unfounded and absurd, the product of popular anti-Christianity the likes of which can be seen on an episode of South Park.
I am the humble product of Catholic high school in the
90's and my own exhaustive and sometimes boring study of the Bible in addition to books I have read on eschatology and creationism, so I have a certain peculiar perspective on God.
I still have doubts, but more or less it all makes sense. And by "it" I mean the big picture. God's sinister scheme to get us to learn the difference between good and evil. And in the process find redemption and be reborn into a New Body. It's kind of like a sci-fi novel, the Bible. The Dune series are pretty close in some ways, they explore the myth of Messiah and the implications of prescience. And there are always implications...effects...
I do seem to find people every few years with whom I speak the same language, and once or twice here on rigint (believe it or not!)
Though, if you could actually make a reasonable point instead of merely making jokes about things then maybe I could take your "argument" seriously.
And I know from many past experiences on this blog just how "Xtians" are viewed and received here.
So what am I doing here you might ask...sharpening my chisel?
Must be that evangelical thing...I guess I feel like I need to sow some seeds. Dennis, I got some good seeds for you bro.

10/01/2009 08:00:00 AM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Just so we're clear on this, I am a Christian and have and will continue to pray for guidance.

I have analyzed your speaking in tongues Mister Dick and conclude that which you have mastered and that which has laid you low is your puffy self deprecation. Pick yourself up man. Get off the couch. On your next trip around the back yard with the lawn mover, look for a white stone. There is a name written on it. If you don't find it in your back yard, go to your neighbour's back yard and while cutting his lawn, look for that white stone. Report back when you find it.

10/01/2009 08:52:00 AM  
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Anonymous Quietdown said...

Welcome back, Jeff. Despair heartily, love fully and take care of yourself and your family.

10/01/2009 02:41:00 PM  
Blogger ericswan said...

Looks like Jeff's blog is bringing in the black ops purveyors of misinformation. The above advertisers have no place here. If you think this is a random act, think again.

10/01/2009 08:36:00 PM  
Blogger fletcher said...

Ghost site in the west
Two Rivers Authority
High ranking Serb Hilton

There are para-military forces here

Incredible secrecy
More confirmation of proof
Steve Quail

Alex Jones
Gets the situation
back in 10.
Tie in w/ blackwater training military in Flathead Valley Ca. Becky Shay...
No connecetions
follow the money trail
10-16 acres to be used for international paramilitary training facility

Black HumVees BlackHawks
Reservation regulation Forien corporations
No Man's Land Rising

10/01/2009 10:16:00 PM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

Fletcher, nobody ever told me the Big Guy was sending me to Arkansas...geez, this might change everything...

By the way, Dune is excellent for Biblical comparison, on many different levels, the most important being that both books are works of fiction.

So ya want an "argument" huh?" Suit yourself. Personally, I find, given the entirely irrational nature of the Christian beast, that humor works best. Countering irrationality with logic is kind of like shoeing a horse with a banana. But, for you Fletch, I'll give it a go.

You'll have to go to my blog to read it though, because this one cut me off. Since I've no idea what to edit, I'll post it there till Monday night.

If ya wanna read it, feel free.

If ya don't, feel free.

10/02/2009 01:51:00 AM  
Blogger Dr. Bombay said...

"..You shall proclaim
Christ as Lord.."? Really?
I go away for a couple of
days and I come back and I read
this and I have to ask you..
Have you lost your God Damned Mind?
You sound like Truther over on the
Infowars boards. When anyone writes
"you shall" that's YOU talking,
NOT god. That's pure ego. The old
"My god is the REAL god" argument.

I'm glad you have found a form of solace in this obviously troubled
time in our existence.
And - by my reading of the posts
here - you are not the only one
who is trying to find this comfort. But it is YOUR
solace, not necessarily ours.
And believe me, I do consider
myself a spiritual person. We all
know its not just written in the sand..don't we? The concept that
always comes to my mind is what
Edgar Cayce called "The Creative
Forces"...Check it out...

10/02/2009 03:28:00 AM  
Blogger fletcher said...

Dr. Bombay, Jad,
we all make our own personal God in our own image-the idea that we feel most comfortable believing in...unless we turn to the Bible for answers. They may not be the answers we were expecting or looking for.
The problem with the buffet style of "spirituality" that so many people have is that their faith is a conglomeration of beliefs that they have accumulated by picking and choosing a bit of this and that..some Edgar Cayce , some Zen Buddhism, chupacabras, astral projection, tarot cards...
In the end you have some kind of Frankenstein's monster that you have created in your own vainglorious pursuit of your own personal answer to the Big Question.
and sorry, the Bible ain't fiction. It's beyond a doubt the best historical document in existence.

10/02/2009 08:04:00 AM  
Blogger ericswan said...

We had another catholic bishop up on pedoporn charges just yesterday. The week before, he delivered 15 million in damages to a group of sexually exploited children/messed up adults. I don't think you have the whole picture Fletch. The bible as you know it was a concoction of many religions that were much older than Jesus Christ. Not to take anything away from Jesus but the bible is not dictated bu God. Most of what you call history, is fantasy. There is that grain of truth but the template that overlays it is opaque and indefensible. It is no wonder the dick can't wrap his head around it.

10/02/2009 08:47:00 AM  
Blogger just_another_dick said...

Fletcher, since you read it, I'm yanking it now instead of waiting.
I could have predicted at the outset that neither one of us would alter each others views one tiny bit.


10/02/2009 10:20:00 AM  

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