Puff Piece

Good news was received online today, Dear Reader…

Good News Bearer: Cream puff has been born ūüėÄ

Roob: Is that a pink or blue cream puff? ūüėÄ

Good News Bearer: Pink ūüėÄ

Roob: Yay!

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*How exciting, Clicky! /claps and rubs hands together… Pink cream puff arrived today… *

*/drools… On the day of the Super Blue Blood Moon! …/wipes lips…*

*/lights up… The door is IN US¬†…/:D…*

*Sew… /drags… Any fin ‘appening, Clicky? Any fin inner resting inner noose? …/snorts smoke…*

*Ooh, is that coming to an ‘ed? …/puffs… I know, Clicky… /taps teeth… Go get a song…*

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Update: 2nd February 2018

Pink Cream Puff is Leggy’s first grandchild ūüėÄ

 

Memo Mia

I’ve the afternoon off from PAing, Dear Reader…

flexitime

*Ha! …/flicks lighter… Gotta say, Clicky, the flexitime at work is fucking BRILLIANT! …/lights up…*

…And I thought I’d do a shamble about #releasethememo

*No, Clicky…/drags… Lovely as the animation is… /blows smoke… I was thinking about the memo… the one about all the collusion… /puffs… Honestly! Could only ‘appen under Trump! …/taps ASH…*

*Oh course! Elephants have phenomenal memories, Clicky… /pats snout…*

memo (n.)

1889, shortening of memorandum (q.v.).

memorandum (n.)

early 15c., from Latin¬†memorandum¬†“(thing) to be remembered,” neuter singular of¬†memorandus¬†“worthy of remembrance, noteworthy,” gerundive of¬†memorare¬†“to call to mind,” from¬†memor¬†“mindful of” (see¬†memory). Originally a word written at the top of a note, by 1540s it came to stand for the note itself. The Latin plural is¬†memoranda. Compare also¬†agenda.

…Coupled with the trailer of a movie I saw earlier on Twitter. To be released this summer, a prequel sequel in the story of Donna and Sophie…

*It looks like Donna could be dead, Clicky…*

Donna

*Heh! Donna the PA assistant to The Doctor… /deep drag… Of course, Clicky, Meryl was also Sophie…*

morpheus choice

*Give or take… /rolls eyes… some choice! …/stubs butt… Memento/\Matrix, though… /thinks… No! One shamble at a time, Clicky…*

g5zjz8

*/:D… Perfick, Click… /flicks lighter and lights up…*

… And then Cade DMed me with a story, Dear Reader… Cue selfies ūüėČ

Cade asks Roob if she's seen the letter

A story of release via escape, with a future plea in the past…

A letter emerged…’

Colon Capital D

*Frank? Witch one? Red and¬†Blue? …/grins… And John the letter writer. Knot to mention¬†Clarence from Clare that’s so Shining, Clicky… /drags…*

‘The three prisoners were serving sentences for bank robbery when they executed their escape plan using stolen spoons, dummy heads and a raincoat raft. Their exploits were turned into the 1979 movie ‚ÄúEscape from Alcatraz,‚ÄĚ starring Clint Eastwood as Morris.

U.S. Marshal Michael Dyke, who inherited the unsolved case in 2003, told The Associated Press in 2012 that he didn’t know whether any members of the trio were still alive. But he had seen enough evidence to make him wonder.

‘That evidence included credible reports that the Anglins‚Äô mother, for several years, received flowers delivered without a card, and that the brothers attended her 1973 funeral disguised in women‚Äôs clothes despite a heavy FBI presence.’

Clara

*The ‘A Gender’ Agenda? …/puffs merrily…*

Cade Roob Memo Mercury Laugh

*The goddess of memory is¬†Mnemosyne¬†… /fills lungs with smoke… John Lamb Lash says she’s an aspect of Sophia… /blows smoke rings…*

*/coughs uncontrollablyYou can say that again! *

Now, if you’ve been paying attention, Dear Reader, employing your ‘Clicky’ to full potential in navigating this shambles, the pics Cade ‘grabbed’, well, quite simply they blew my socks off…

Cade pix The Queers Don't Back DownCade pix Yellow postit inside album

He explained…

Cade explains and apologises

Sew, I told him

… And he sent me some lemon and limey postit memos in return… ūüėÄ

It’s now Thursday evening, Dear Reader, and I’ve got ironing to do yet… Work tomorrow…

giphy

*/final drag… Nice one, Clicky… /stubs butt… Thanks for your help this afternoon… /pats snout…*

Have a Song ‚̧

Missive From ‘Merica: Mid Hols Post

It’s the Boyz’ birthday today, Dear Reader. I’ll write a separate post about that, as tomorrow they also get their GCSE results. Fingers crossed…

Below is a missive from Cade. The question for you, Dear Reader is…

Name That Snack

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Welcome to my parade.

I brought my own rain…thanks for the offer of some of your own tho.

Not to diminish Roob’s part or anything.
Just trying to…fuck it…I’m shutting up.

Welcome to here…population you…and us…and prolly some others.

Shutting up now.

^ABC – A to Z – 1985^

I’m not going to apologize for the previous whatever turned missive, nor will I apologize for this one. Roob saved yet another with that previous one thanks to her efforts, but I still wasn’t happy with it. I didn’t even wanna send her the damn thing, but I do that a lot with these things, and I’m not just thinking about myself.

But yeah, on that previous one, I was thinking more about myself and what I was thinking about and how it turned out. I even went back and re-read what I wrote after I sent it to her. Did that on the previous one too. I usually don’t do that. It ruins the surprise of seeing what she does/comes up with.

That said, I’m thinking about a comment made to me over at Bolton’s with respect to a comment that I had made regarding proxies and surrendering rights. Most of what I write is prolly not gonna make sense to you.

Especially if you don't read it. 

What I write is not supposed to “make sense”, nor do anything else for you. You like it, or you don’t. I’m just telling a story, as it happens/as the story unfolds and is unfolding. What you really want to know is…

Q: Is everything gonna be OK?

A: No. Everything is NOT going to be OK. Unless it is. In which case, whatever or something.
^ROXY & ABC BAND – Castles^

I wonder if anyone would be interested in seeing some rocks of mine? No, they did not originate in my head, but yeah, they kinda did.

I’ve collected these rocks over the last several years, and they are quite interesting and have some historical significance in my life. A guide stone, a milestone, coupla meteorites, a precious gem that is precious only to me/not worth anything monetarily, coupla other various rocks of significance. I wonder if I took some pictures, and then described the significance of each to me, if that would mean anything to you. Never hurts to try I guess.

Maybe I'll find the time and do just that.

There would be an acorn in with this collection of rocks, but I left it, as it seemed more appropriate.

I’m a sentimental fool.

^HAIM cover Shania Twain ‘That Don’t Impress Me Much’ for Like A Version^

It is my understanding that penis enlargement techniques and methods have come a long way.

It’s a growth market,

and the demand is huge,

leaving loads of room for expansion.

How big of me to share this ever-growing swath information with you...eh?
^SCARIEST TORNADO EVER !!!^

Did you watch that video above?

Oh, and hello. I hope all is well with you.

Today is Tuesday August 22 of 2017, and yesterday we finally got the first of two pesky eclipses out of the way. It was definitely cool to watch and participate in, although I originally had no plans to do so.

Whatshername was out getting new tires and said she saw nothing from the waiting room at the tire place. My oldest son slept through it. My daughter was at work. My youngest was kinda disinterested/unimpressed, and spent most of the time during the event playing a game on his new cellphone. I’m not allowed to plan, plot and scheme anymore and I have no voice or say so since I am not gainfully employed, so I guess it kinda hurts to be completely disassociated from everyone and everything save for being a nuisance and annoyance that is occasionally handy for certain tasks.

But…I’ll keep at it because I appear to be good at it…or something.

^Tinlicker – Jalape√Īo^

It’s currently 12:38, and I’ve decided to give one more go to trying to find a little USB cassette player that I bought several years ago, that is buried in a box of doom somewhere in the closet of despair. But I’m gonna write a little more before doing that, so let’s get back to Job.

Q: All that stuff, and all those people that Job lost?¬†Where did they go?¬†What happened to them?¬†What’s their story?¬†What were their dreams and goals and ambitions?¬†What effect(s) did all of these events have on them?¬†What effect(s) did this have on their friends and acquaintances, and how did this affect their lives?¬†What happened to all the animals, and is anyone thinking of them?¬†What’s PETA’s position on the story of Job?¬†Why do we have no answers to these many valid and pertinent questions?

A:A:A:A:A:A:A:A:A:A:A: (I have no idea how many questions I just, asked)
^Mr. Oizo – Ham^

And what about these two entities? Yeah…Yahweh and Lucifer/God and Satan or whatever…what about them? Have we reduced them to “do or do not” and that’s all they are good for? They own it all and/or run it all, therefore, that’s all they do?

I dunno, but that seems pretty unfair. This place seems like a constant care/constant maintenance kinda place, and we don’t seem to be doing such a bang-up job ourselves…or at least…that’s what we tell ourselves. So…that leaves us management. If management isn’t responsive, we turn to ownership. If ownership is also unresponsive, we take matters into our own hands. That makes me question a bit, but one specific ironical question comes immediately to mind…

Q: What was the question in the first place?

A: Yeah...the one that caused you to call upon management and/or ownership...what was it?

Seems like you may have gotten your answer.

Q: Now what?

A: ¬Ņ?¬Ņ

ūüėõ

^Garbage – No Horses (Official Video)^

Most people HATE circular logic like that. But I fucking love it. To me anyway, it says that there ARE answers to be had, you may just have not found it yet. You may find it…maybe not. Maybe abandoning the quest is the answer…maybe not. Either way…you are on the hook, and there is no getting off of it. Maybe reevaluate what you have done thus far, and maybe rethink your infrastructure. Maybe it needs to be lightened. Maybe it needs to be strengthened.

Both are the same thing at different times. That helps make the concept of “inflation” and “expansion/contraction” make more sense. It does to me anyway. Especially inflation. I’d like to discuss it further, be have neither the time nor space here to do so. Ironic…eh?

^Suburban Lawns – Flying Saucer Safari^

Gonna try to avoid spoilers, but maybe Winston always knew some things, and didn’t want to acknowledge them, needed someone to talk to about some of these things but had no one, and/or just flat didn’t know what to think about these things. I mean…how well do we really know Winston? How well do we really know Job?

The answer is…we don’t. And chances are that many of us don’t want to know either. Who has the time to spend every waking moment getting to know someone? It’s much easier to just look for something we like and/or don’t like, label them, then take the appropriate action that best suits us from there. People never change, they have no intention of changing, and they never will.

Q: Why is change so important?

A: ?¬Ņ?
^A Flock Of Seagulls – I Ran^

So I guess that Freudian thinking relies on inference, and Jungian relies on significance. What about Einsteinian?

Newtonian?
Feynmanian?

Republicanian?

Democratian?

McDonald’sian?

Wal-Martian?

lolz...Wal-Martian...that's funny. 

But yeah…I guess when we go to the mental-utensils drawer to choose how best to eat whatever we are gonna shove into our heads…maybe the drawer is as empty as our head. There is no fork. There is no spoon. There ain’t even a goddamn butter-knife or tea-spoon. I wonder if there are any specialty items like olive-forks, fondue pokers, chopsticks or can opening devices for the can of worms I need to get open.

I GOTTA get this fucking can open!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I wonder if I can do it?

Where's my glasses. I have a lot on my plate.

Weird thought for an unemployed dude.

“I didn’t expect to see you again, so…SPOON!” – Blue Raja

Movie = “Mystery Men”

^Kirsten Dunst – Turning Japanese (HD)^

It doesn’t feel like a Tuesday. It feels like Sunday. No idea why, but yeah…today feels like a Sunday. Then again I was up until 4 am and slept until 11:58, so maybe there’s something there/related to my calenderical dilemma. I just made that word up…”calenderical.” I wonder if already exists…let’s check!!!

CalLenDareEhCull.

I like it.
^San Cisco cover Daft Punk ‘Get Lucky’ on triple j’s Like A Version^

Calenderical: Did you mean calendrical?

NO!!! I FUCKING DIDN'T GODDAMNIT!!! I MEANT CALENDERICAL!!!

Calenderical has a more “clerical” ring to it. That leaves room for error(s), and points the finger at someone that we can beat on for being a waste of flesh.

Calendrical appearantly is a word tho.

Calendrical

A.H. and Blue Moon. A reckoning, and a rare occurrence…I like that.

A.H.

Blue Moon

Let’s on with something else. Something…blue. Something…that could not POSSIBLY be chalked up to chance. Not in the way and ways that most look at chance anyway.

(not that I know how to look at chance or anything)
^Orkestra Obsolete play Blue Monday using 1930s instruments – BBC Arts^

I’ve stumbled across some “Smoker’s Manifesto” crap here and there lately, and I guess to cut to the chase here, and say that this makes no goddamn sense. How in the FUCK does one “fight tobacco control” with a “smoker’s manifesto”? That’s like fighting fires with water quality regulations.

You know, I’d like to point out something that I really don’t want to have to point out here…my oldest son smokes cigarettes. I don’t consider my son a smoker. He smokes cigarettes on occasion. He plays guitar on occasion, and sometimes even the bass, and SOMETIMES…he even talks. He doesn’t have a cigarette hanging out of his mouth 24/7, and even if he did…so what?

Just my opinion, but shit like this is EXACTLY what diminishes you and your efforts by combining you with, and lumping you in, with everyone else. Prolly exactly along the lines of what the “Anonymous” group is thinking…join the herd, and your face becomes irrelevant.

If my son came to me and told me that he was thinking about signing on to some “smoker’s manifesto”…and asked me what I thought he should do/what I would do, I would tell him to tell them to go fuck themselves. If YOU…as “a smoker”…aren’t thinking about the concerns and needs of “non-smokers” 24/7/365, you are prolly an inconsiderate asshole and need to re-evaluate some of your priorities.

 lolz..."you" need to re-evaluate "your" priorities.
^Fatboy Slim – Push The Tempo^

So yeah…is it clear yet why self-deprecation and self-loathing is/are so important to me?

The dent banged itself in, gonna take some banging to get that dent out.

Take that ability away from me…and I am no longer me…because it works for me.

What in the FUCK does that have to do with you?

I don’t wanna float around above the ground in the lotus-position and point fingers at everyone else and tell them what they are doing wrong.

I wanna float around above the ground in the lotus-position and point fingers at myself for what I am doing wrong, and be afforded the opportunity to get it right.

^Stereo MC’s – Step It Up^

I dig your pants baby.

You look fucking GREAT in them.

I bet you look great out of them too, but let’s no go there.

Unless you want to.

Whatevz.

¬†I’m easy.

Oh, and I like you too.

     If that means anything at all.

Just sayin’.

^KLEENEX – nice^

A manifesto is a hammer.

The signors are the one who will swing it.

I wonder who wrote it?

Yeah…this will prolly get us to thinking about why “the first wave” are ALWAYS 86’ed as soon as the revolution is complete.

Gonna force me to join your revolution? If you are gonna force me to swing that hammer, even if I had a say in it’s construction? Just know, that if you do that, you’re next.

I guess Stalin's "paranoia" is that difficult to understand after all.
^Romeo Void – Never Say Never^

If you aren’t prepared to tear it all down? You are in NO way ready for a revolution of any kind. And yeah, I’m talking about the revolution itself…even if you win…it MUST be destroyed. It’s gonna come down whether you like it or not. You wanna be there to see it’s construction, then you better be prepared to be there during it’s destruction. You may even think about leading the charge.

^Snow – Informer 1992 HQ^

While we’re in that mode of thinking…that gets me to thinking…

Q: Can you provide me a list of former politicians that you actively supported/actively opposed, that you still actively follow?

A: ???

There was a tweet along these lines this week that I saw regarding relevance. There used to be a decorum that retired and/or inactive professional politicians kept their mouths shut after leaving office. But now that lobbiests and lobby groups have gotten so diverse, and since they are fucking LOADED with former politicians/elected officials, it’s almost impossible to do so. But before I get to ragging on “special interest groups” too much…

Q: Aren’t political parties themselves lobbyists and/or special interest groups?

A: !?!¬Ņ!?!

I guess I don’t see the need to continue beating, banging and ragging on the Whig Party, The National Socialists Party, The Bolsheviks, etc. as STILL being an ineffective and obsolete political groups. I mean hell, they weren’t irrelevant and ineffective to the motherfuckers that lived in those times and believed in those ideas…what the FUCK are we still bitching about this shit for? There are four fucking people that were elected US President from the Whig Party.

William Henry Harrison (1841)
John Tyler (1841‚Äď45)
Zachary Taylor (1849‚Äď50)
Millard Fillmore (1850‚Äď53)

If you wanna talk stats and statistics…you are gonna lose every time. You are gonna have to bend, and shape, and mold, and manipulate those statistics six-ways from Sunday for those statistics to say what you want them to say.

Wanna win? Make up some new stats, and do it the old-fashioned way…live it.

^Sneaker Pimps – 6 Underground – Official Video [HD]^

I notice that The Khmer Rouge were back in the news this week.

Still seeking and getting revenge on those who were seeking and getting revenge on those seeking and getting revenge and on and on andon andon anon anon anon…and a yawn.

Argentina has been in the news as well. I even saw Chile mentioned here and there.

I wonder what that's all about?

Gonna have to move on at some point.

Ghosts will always haunt us.

It’s what they do.

^Gary Numan – Cars^

Let’s stop relying on word of mouth and hearsay, and go check the legitimate news…

Google Tests New First-Click-Free Program & Subscription Tool For News Publishers

…a new subscription tool for news publishers in Google News to “boost subscriptions for news publishers.”

Wait…I thought the Free Market was stand or fall, live and let die, kill or be killed? Why in the fuck would you want to prop up a dying entity? It contradicts pruning the vine or thinning the herd. May have some trickle-down effects on those industries that create life-support systems…ALTHOUGH…that could have some unexpected benefits for unmanned space exploration as well as the robotics industry and related industries.

DAMN!!! 

That’s quite a thought, eh? You can follow that isolation/deprecation/elimination rabbit hole all kinds of ways.

^Missing Persons – Words^

One way or another, this whole smoker’s business is gonna leave a lot of smoking craters when it’s all over. But it’ll never be over no matter who claims victory, because victory requires no proclamation and cannot be claimed. It’s as thin, whispy, vaporous and fleeting as that last pull on your fag, and there will be nothing but ashes when its all said and done. You wanna claim those too?

There may be some tobacco-laced slobber from us chewers, but that’ll evaporate on it’s own.

I digress.
^Devo – Whip It (Video)^

Germany‚Äôs orange ecstasy pills have Trump‚Äôs name ‚ÄĒ and face ‚ÄĒ all over them
Um...hmmm...um...well...um...hmmmm. 

Maybe it’s a slow news day or something. Maybe things are on the upswing and getting better. Which reminds me…it’s August…not October. Which also reminds me “shaped like the head of the leader of the free world.”…um…it’s not free at all. I guess I’m about to find out along “more certain” lines of experience, but thus far…nope…not free at all.

^Ministry – Everyday Is Halloween^

K…I ain’t gonna link this next one, simply because the URL is five fucking miles long, but there is a story on Google that the White House has been under lockdown due to a suspicious package.

Q: What packages bound for The Whitehouse are NOT deemed as suspicious?

A: !!!

You prolly have a goddamn platoon of dogs that sniff shit for everything under the sun, x-ray machines, machines that vibrate and intentionally shake packages, God knows how fucking many points and check-points and filters and filtering mechanisms before a package addressed to the White House gets within 20 zipcodes of the proximity of the White House.

As I recall, used to be anyway, packages addressed to the White House and sent via regular mail have ALWAYS been routed first to a military base in Kansas and/or Alaska or some other remote out-of-the-way place. Dunno for sure where, but I do know there was a routing system like that.

I mean…who is it that is paranoid here? What the fuck are you so goddamn paranoid about? There used to be no fence around the White House…what happened? Maybe that fence sends a message. Maybe it keeps sending that message…over and over.

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^Deadmau5 – Templar (1080p) || HD^

Just another dead statistic looking for a place to happen, and a list of some kind/unkind to occupy

Sorry...I'd rather not exist at all.
^Oingo Boingo – Private Life^
Is Donald Trump actually saving coal?

(NOTE: If you wanna click on/read the story, feel free. HOWEVER…please note that you will get a confusing popup about getting updates from this website.)

From an “energy industry” standpoint…kindof a clever headline, eh? I know my first thought was…”how do you save something that doesn’t exist?” I mean really, how do you know what isn’t there? How do you know when there is no more? Do you start off on a journey in some direction that holds the best prospects for finding more? Or do you get clever and enlist the help of three others to set off in directions opposite to yours/theirs?

This energy race is gonna kill as all. 

I really don’t believe that, but there are many who espouse just that. The tower will crumble, there’s no doubting that. Just make sure it doesn’t happen on your watch.

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^The Clash – Rock the Casbah (Official Video)^

OK…so…this previous news story/link/website…the term “updates” just got real vague and sketchy all of a sudden like, and trends and trending and trendy just became our enemies, even if we didn’t notice it.

If I personally go to website, and the first thing that this website does is make a demand of me? I don’t go back. It’s the same mentality as placarding the storefront of some public business with patron requirements for entry and continued patronage. But then again, since the owner/operator is prolly MILES away from this particular store’s physical location, why would there NOT be a list of requirements plastered on the door(s)?

There’s no interest in the business’s operation save for being a revenue stream…so the face to face has been outlined in some employee handbook, who is left to stumble and bumble and falter as they try to do something the same way that someone else would do it/the way someone else has told them to do it. Not a lot of room for growth there.

I mean…have the owners of Wal-Mart even been to one of their stores? And I’m not talking on opening day either, assuming that they even do that. So yeah…when the etheral becomes manifest? And the manifest becomes manifesto? You are MILES from both solution(s) AND problem(s) in any and all directions.

Sound familiar? Ring any bells?
^Blondie – Rapture^

If cities weren’t already in dust and states of decay, vacuum cleaners and and soap and dusters and cleaning products wouldn’t be needed at all.

Would prolly not have as much/as many troubles with hiring Illegal-Immigrants as housekeepers and nanny’s.

^Siouxsie And The Banshees – Cities In Dust^

There’s some more shit I’m inclined to talk about here, but I’m not gonna. It’s 15:07, and I gotta stop writing and go dig in that closet/see if I can find that cassette player. I have no idea how I’m gonna record the music and put it into a format that can be shared/listened to by others…but I guess I’m about to find out.

^The B-52’s – Private Idaho (1980)^

But before I go…April 8th of 2024, eh? 7-ish years, eh?

Hmmmm

Solar Eclipse of April 8, 2024

I wonder where I’ll be?

I wander where I’ll be?

I wonder where you’ll be?

I wander where you’ll be?

I wonder where we’ll be?

I wander where we’ll be?

Not really...but yeah...really.
^Crystal Waters – 100% Pure Love^

I will think a bit more about inflation here. As long as your bullshit remains rooted in and/or fixed with victims and victimization? Yeah…you are gonna require victims opposite.

Q: I wonder who that “victim’s opposite” is?

A: Is "who is holding the hammer?" enough of an answer? Or is when they are holding it also important?

Important and importance take on a whole new dimension and dynamic there.

Hard to put a hot potato down once you’ve picked it up.

How far are you willing to go?

Me personally?

All the way.

^Gary Numan – ‘The Fall’ Official Promo Video^

cYa | cFa

^Wang Chung – Dance Hall Days^

BONUS!!!

^Berlin- Sex (I’m A…)^

P.S. – It’s now 16:09, been doing some reading, and the following song came up in my playlist as I was reading.

^You’re Dead Norma Tanega 1966^

P.S.S. – after spellchecking this piece of shit…I have noticed that I occassionally misspell “occasion” and “occasionally” every once in a while. ūüėõ

^Goldfrapp – Systemagic (Official Video)^

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Feedback in comments, Dear Reader. Have a Song ūüėČ

 

 

Nasty Nazis and the Not-Sees

Dear Reader, I’ve decided. After a lot of thought, I’m plumping for 1st July 2007 as the date the fourth and final turning of the Millennial Saeculum probably occurred.

Regular visitors to the LoL may know that I’ve mentioned The Fourth Turning before, but if you’ve missed those posts, they can be found by…

Clicky speaks

*/jumps… Oh hello, Clicky! Don’t sneak up on me like that… Ah, you’ve got the link. Excellent! …pats snout… I’m writing a post for any Not-Sees out there…*

*Thanks! …/inhales… Well, there’s a lot of blathering going on in politics and media right now about nasty Nazis… /exhales… Seems pretty much up for grabs…*

*Naturally, I replied… /drags…*

*/blows smoke ring… And ‘the Law‘ has been relaxed, somewhat…*

*Exactly! Michael has spoken …/cough… I’d thought I’d see if I can’t help some of them Not-Sees to maybe, I dunno… /taps ash… look past the trees for once…*

*/sharp intake of breath…*

*Well, quite! History doesn’t repeat but it does rhyme… /exhales… And if you will religiously and unquestioningly implement and apply a nasty Nazi ideal… Well, just be careful what you wish for, that’s what I say… /puffs away… Anyway, I thought I’d give it another go…*

*/sigh… Prolly… /stubs butt…*

Dear Reader, the previous fourth turning occurred in the Great Power Saeculum…

The Great Depression & World War II (Fourth Turning,¬†1929‚Äď1946) began suddenly with the Black Tuesday¬†stock-market crash. After a three-year economic free fall,
the Great Depression triggered the New Deal revolution, a vast expansion of government, and hopes for a renewal of national community. After Pearl Harbor,
America planned, mobilized, and produced for war on a scale that made possible the massive D-Day invasion (in 1944). Two years later, the crisis mood eased with America’s surprisingly trouble-free demobilization.

… The parallels are there to see

*Mm… Orange is a Shining colour, Clicky…*

Fanta originated as a result of difficulties importing¬†Coca-Cola¬†syrup into¬†Nazi Germany¬†during¬†World War II¬†due to a trade embargo.To circumvent this,¬†Max Keith, the head of Coca-Cola Deutschland (Coca-Cola GmbH) during the war, decided to create a new product for the German market, using only ingredients available in Germany at the time, including¬†whey¬†and apple¬†pomace‚ÄĒthe¬†“leftovers of leftovers”, as Keith later recalled.¬†The name was the result of a brief brainstorming session, which started with Keith’s exhorting his team to “use their imagination” (Fantasie¬†in German), to which one of his salesmen, Joe Knipp, immediately retorted “Fanta!”

It seems to me, Dear Reader, that Tobacco Control is the ultimate propaganda leftover of stale leftovers from the original Nasty Nazis… Can you knot-see?

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*Clicky, you read my mind… /flicks lighter… You know… /chases tip… I read last night that quite a lot of Not-sees on the Left…

*…/puffs… are experiencing PTSD… ‘President Trump Stress Disorder… /sniggers… Smoke, don’t smoke? …/shrugs… Perhaps what they really need is massage…*

*Invigorating…*

Enjoy your Friday evening, Dear Reader, and… Have a Song ūüėČ

Missive From ‘Merica: Saturday Musings…On Sunday!

I haven’t done¬†didn’t do much today yesterday, Dear Reader. Dug a rabbit hole on Mars in the ‘so below’ of Red Frank’s latest over at MEROVEE

Merovee The Dark Tower

*That thread got long and pointlessly pointy, Clicky… Fun afternoon though…*

*Heh… ‘cos play’s the thing, Clicky…*

 

… Listened to some TED Talks…

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*I guess it does look a bit bearish, Clicky…*

¬†…And a new missive from Cade has just arrived, so I’m off to read and format that… I may be sum time…

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I have decided to write a bit this morning….I hope you don’t mind.

I have decided to be extra-mindful of my writing/textual expressiveness…I hope you don’t mind.

I hope you don't mind...I hope you don't mind.
^Lead Into Gold – A Giant On Earth^

HOLY SHIT!!! A QUESTION VIA “THE WHATEVER HOWEVER HOTLINE”!!!

TWO…EVEN!!!

Q1: Cade, do you mind?

¬†A1: …not really.

  Q2: Cade, what set you off to writing this morning?

¬† ¬† A2: One word…but I’m not gonna tell you what that word is just yet.

Welp…reading…I guess is what really “set me off”…if you wanna get technical. But since we, as humans, tend to have this capacity and/or need for redux, is it really any wonder that one single word, nested within several thousand words can set us off? Rev our motors? Send us packing? Dizzy our head(s)?

Don’t think so?

Let’s experiment…gender-neutral.

I guess that could be considered dirty pool since:

A) it’s two words denoting a single concept, and

B) it’s very current, new-ish, news-ish, popular, trendy.

So let’s change it up a bit…lartuen-redneg.

How’s that? Better?

^Ministry – Stigmata (Psychopomps Remix)^

NO….¬†FUCKING….¬†WAY!!!

Yet another question via The Whatever However Hotline!!!

 

 

 

 

Q: Cade, what exactly is…The Whatever However Hotline?

A: Welp…let’s be straightforward here…TWHH is communications via alternate means. Think of it like a D√©j√† Vu that is packaged differently, and this differently packaged package has different atomic spin. It travels along the same pathway(s) as a deja-vu, but has it’s own ringtone…if you will. Let’s call it…A D√©j√†-Boo…or D√©j√† B ä, for continuity.

^Simian Mobile Disco – I Believe (SMD Space Dub) HQ^

So … this one word … that grabbed me … shook me … made my head spin … made my eyes roll … made my fingers start dancing around on this keyboard in some white-boy boogie type of crazy-legged dance?

Ready?

Here it is->Progressives.

That should narrow its source down…

…considering that I don’t read very many websites/blogs, and that short list of mine has gotten even shorter as of late. If you wanna track down the source, knock yerself out. I’m gonna Google, Bing, Yahoo and Dogpile real quick while you do whatever it is that you personally decide to do…

^Metronomy- “Love Letters” Soulwax Remix [MUSIC VIDEO]^

Progressive (Google Search)
Progressive (Bing Search)
Progressive (Yahoo Search)

I’m gonna stop right there…because Yahoo gave me some results that aren’t some goddamn insurance agency own website(s) and every fucking social media portal that they have invaded.

Progressivism

The above got me to where I really wanted to go…

Category: Political Ideologies

I mean…no…I really didn’t want to go there on this fine Saturday morning…but yeah…I really wanted to go there on this fine Saturday morning.

Speaking of which…it’s currently 08:56AM…and there are several helicopters flying low overhead for some reason. Good thing I didn’t want to sleep-in this morning, eh? Lemme go outside and see whazzup…

Went outside…siren going off in the direction towards the end of my street…I can only assume that another high-speed cop chase ended at the end of the street on which I currently reside. What a world.

ūüėź
^P.diddy ft christina – Tell me (switch remix)^

For the sake of liberty and freedom, I used my freedom and took the liberty of taking the sub-categories and reclassifying them into one big supergroup of subgroups of “political ideologies”…since “political ideologies” is too … restrictive … too limiting … too…erm…political.

 

id-e-oughtz

I spent almost two minutes of my time taking that screenshot and editing it in MS Paint, and it prolly took like another 30 seconds or so to host it on my own blog. God only knows how long it has taken me to think and write about it here…we could be close to double-digits in minutes-spent.

Oh the humanity.

I’d like to think that it took only a second or two for me to arrive at the conclusion that all political groups are idiots. But I’m gonna be 50 years old in a little over 3 months. So I guess it would be kinda foolish for me to try and explain every single life experience over that amount of time that has made me a hater of almost any and all politically motivated groups of any and all kinds/unkinds.

Once the individual abandons their individuality for the sake of a herd, that individual ceases to exist within the context and confines of that heard. Prolly why concepts like SolidarnoŇõńá are so fleeting. They are energy and energies manifested in a tide that is pitted against a wall or some other fixed barrier. If you aren’t prepared to bail on this movement every step of the way…this movement will fail.

I mean…it’s gonna fail at some point, whether that be pre or post any success and/or successes. But that’s kinda why I feel that Big Ben in London should be disassembled and reassembled instead of propped up. I prolly feel differently about The Leaning Tower of Pisa, but that’s a different animal entirely…ain’t it?

^Simian Mobile Disco – 10000 Horses Can’t Be Wrong^
All it takes...is a lot of static...and a little motion...and everything changes.
^Chopin – Funeral March (Scrolling)^

After all this time, I finally broke down and looked up one of the creators of some of the images I use…Bees And Bombs.

It seems that he is a PhD of some kind, so I now hate his guts and will no longer use his images in any of my posts and/or writings of ANY kind. All this time, and I had no idea that this elitist fuck was…was…was…AN ELITIST FUCK!!!

FUCK!!!

FUCK

FUCK

FUCK

FUCK

FUCK!!!

I’ve been bamboozleswaggled by the system and it’s systems via one of it’s initiates.

I digress.

/me mumbles something about sex and/or lack-thereof.
^Melanie Martinez – Mad Hatter^

Does it piss you off?

Yeah…that grouping that I did above…does it piss you off?

Think I am somehow including myself out, or on the outside looking in?

Welp…you would be quasi-correct. The only problem is, that these groups include me in to include me out…so…yeah…I find myself wherever it is that I find myself. And being that I am, who I am, and I am where I am, the only reason that someone would suddenly want to include me…welp…I would have to seriously question their motives in doing so. I’m not some bottle of wine. Maybe a bottle of whine, but I digress.

Yeah…I cannot see any group including me even tho there are many that I personally identify with. But what really gives me the shakes? What causes me dismay and makes me nervous? Finding myself within a separatist group that I identify with wholly. Contextually, that nesting has to go way up, way down, and hit all points inbetween.

But I’ve never felt comfortable in my own skin…so…whatever. I just don’t consider these facts as ringing endorsements for human groups and grouping. Prolly why “The Tower of Babel” makes so much sense from a practicality standpoint. I mean yeah…Babel makes no sense…but that’s kinda the point. Does that make sense?

^”deadmau5 – For Lack of a Better Name” Album Review^

I dunno. The “blood out” types of revolution seem to have failed so many, so miserably, I simply cannot see how this continued thinking can serve. Maybe self-serve, but that’s the problem with spilling blood, eh?

Not that I think some “blood in” revolution is going to fix anything either. Certainly not some organized one. It negates the very individual and individuals it is meant to serve. I personally believe that there is a God…gods…even. But I ain’t in any hurry to meet any of these motherfuckers. There HAS to be a better way. I think I’ve found that way…but I ain’t saying what it is.

^Deadmau5 – Lack of a Better Name (1080p) || HD^

I’m hungry. Anyone else hungry? Whatshername has a wedding today, so she’s gone all day. Her and her cousin have been planning/working on this wedding for several months I guess, and they’ve been doing something all week long…the wedding is today. I have no idea when, I just know that I was not invited…so…meh…no free food and/or free booze.

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Her cousin has 10 kids, and I think that this particular one that is getting married today is like the 4th or 5th in age. He’s a cool kid tho, kinda weird amongst the weirdos, cause all of them are weird, but yeah…this one is kinda extra-weird.

That kinda gets me to thinking about marriage tho. I personally have no regrets. None that I can cast off the entirety of the concept of marriage itself, and certainly not even my own marriage which ended in divorce. Weird how that works, eh? I wish them well.

/shrug
^Goldfrapp – Little Bird [Animal Collective Remix]^

G: Bamboozleswaggled, eh?

Cade: lolz…yeah. You like that one?

G: Not really. Upon hearing that word…I was forced to drop by and make sure there was no bamboozleswagglin’ actually goin’ on down here.

Cade: And?

0:

G: OH! SO! There is no bamboozleswagglin’ goin’ on down here?

Cade: Oh shit.

Z: Oh shit is right.

A: Agree.

X: Yer mine now tough guy.

Cade: Wait wait wait…wait a moment here. You had me from the onset as the protagonist and/or instagator…so…what’s this all about?

X: Woah thar Mistar Big-Britches…let’s not get the cart before the trailer-hitch.

Cade: Isn’t that where the horse goes?

X: What if there is more than one horse?

Cade: Isn’t that where the horses go?

T: An English lesson…go got served one.

Cade: Fat lotta good that will do.

X: Turn that Chopin Funeral March tune off…we need a different one for below.

Cade: K.

X: …

^Ravel – Bolero (Scrolling Score)^

Let’s see what Google News has to say about things.

U.S. military searches for three Marines in sea after aircraft crashes off Australia

Q: How many US Marines need to die in this piece of shit before it gets the deep 6?

A: Lotta 6's to consider there.
Jeff Sessions’ Attack on the Media Is Worse Than You Think

“The Media?” The media. THE MEDIA?!?!?!?

Q: What in the FUCK does “The Media” have to do with “The Press” within the United States of America?

A: ¬Ņ¬Ņ¬Ņ???¬Ņ¬Ņ¬Ņ

I guess we’ll just…make it up as we go, eh?

United States Attorney General
The Press
Media (Redirected from The media)
Mainstream Media
Alternative Media
Alternative Press
Mainstream Media (Media Group)
Appointment
Personal Organizer (Redirected from Day planner)
Professional Organizing

OK…well…that’s all of the fucking news that I can stand for a single day.

Ok…well…maybe one more.

Trump achieves what few presidents have: Strong economy, low approval ratings

Trump. Trump did this. Trump did this? Is it any wonder that virtually anyone and everyone is looked upon as some kind of dictator and/or tyrant when written about within “The Media”?

Caesarion

Koyaanisqatsi

There are no “new levels”…just…levels and leveling.

You’re unique tho…so…don’t let the lack of new infrastructure bother you too much.

ūüėČ
^koyaanisqatsi – Vessels^

I wonder sometimes what goes through RooBeeDoo/Roob’s mind when I send her these things. What she thinks about when she edits them. Why she chooses what she chooses with respect to any formatting. Why she adds whatever she adds in her “top and tail” portions of these things. But in truth, I don’t think about it much…or at least, I try not to. I also don’t want to know. We are two people separated by miles and miles, oceans of both land and sea, a shitload of borders and bridges, and a timezone or six also divides us.

^Koyaanisqatsi (RORSCHACH VERSION)^

Housing Inequality

So…if government/a government owns everything, and private business/businesses own everything else…what does that leave?

Not much. 

You can’t even go into a National Park or State Park and setup a tent and camp anymore. You gotta do this in certain areas, and that in other areas, and the other stuff in approved areas on approved days and dates…I don’t think I like that very much. I would imagine that any state-owned properties not only belongs to the citizenry, but that the citizenry can go there any time they damn well please.

When you speed up the life process, you speed up the death process AND slow it down…and when you slow down the life process, you slow down the death process AND speed it up. That’ll bring us to conception. Yeah…life is…erm…you know what…fuck this….no way in hell I’m gonna tangle with this.

^RATATAT – MIRANDO^

Inequality

I’m thinking that New Orleans might be a good choice. That’s where I’m currently leaning anyway. Maybe I could get me a job on a barge or a ferry or a fishing boat of some kind. I wonder if I started in/around New Orleans, then worked my way east, if I would make it all the way to Florida before finding a job. I mean, assuming there is a job to be found.

I was just contemplating how much shoreline I would have to cover before someone might hire me, and if not, what in the fuck I would do once getting to Florida? Welp…if I continued around the horn of Florida, I’d eventually wind up headed back towards the Carolinas. That would put me on a path to New York City, which is where I always wanted to go anyway.

ūüėź
^Tears For Fears – My Girls (Animal Collective Cover)^

Social Stratification

I guess I've shot my wad...run out of gas...no wind in my sails...kaput.
^a very gentle squid^

Psychoactive Drug

I wander…

I wonder…

I wa wa wo wo WOAH!!!

Prince’s music is back on YouTube? WTF?!?!?!?!?

Someone musta worked through all the bullshit or whatever.

I have no clue.

Not like ChiPs and Fantasy Island and Love Boat were ever taken off the air, so we have no frame of reference.

I guess shit comes and goes or something.

^Prince – When Doves Cry (Official Music Video)^

Crowdsourcing

Let's do two for the fuck of it.
^Prince – Let’s Go Crazy (Official Music Video)^

Meh.

cYa | cFa

^Violent Femmes – Gone Daddy Gone.mpg^

*******

tenor

*/rubs eyes… Morning, Clicky… /blinks… Oh fuck, sunday! What happened to the rest of yesterday? …/looks up… Work tomorrow… /yawns… Song? …/rolls over…*

Doesn’t Matter If…

othello game

Shake Sphere’s Othello has made the news headlines, Dear Reader. Well, it is the silly season

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…A cryptic remark in a freudulent conversation…

black (adj.)Old English¬†bl√¶c¬†“absolutely dark, absorbing all light, the color of soot or coal,” from Proto-Germanic¬†*blakaz¬†“burned” (source also of Old Norse¬†blakkr“dark,” Old High German¬†blah¬†“black,” Swedish¬†bl√§ck¬†“ink,” Dutch¬†blaken¬†“to burn”), from PIE¬†*bhleg-¬†“to burn, gleam, shine, flash” (source also of Greek¬†phlegein¬†“to burn, scorch,” Latin¬†flagrare¬†“to blaze, glow, burn”), from root¬†*bhel- (1)¬†“to shine, flash, burn.”

white (adj.)¬†Old English¬†hwit¬†“bright, radiant; clear, fair,” also as a noun (see separate entry), from Proto-Germanic¬†*hwitaz¬†(source also of Old Saxon and Old Frisian¬†hwit, Old Norse¬†hvitr, Dutch¬†wit, Old High German¬†hwiz, German¬†wei√ü, Gothic¬†hveits), from PIE¬†*kweid-o-, suffixed form of root¬†*kweit-¬†“white; to shine” (source also of Sanskrit¬†svetah¬†“white;” Old Church Slavonic¬†sviteti¬†“to shine,”¬†svetu¬†“light;” Lithuanian¬†Ň°viesti¬†“to shine,”¬†svaityti¬†“to brighten”).¬†

*Ah ‘Shining Words‘, Clicky… /thinks… and forwards and backwards…*

The game¬†Reversi¬†was invented in 1883 by either of two Englishmen (each claiming the other a fraud), Lewis Waterman¬†or John W. Mollett (or perhaps earlier by someone else entirely), and gained considerable popularity in England at the end of the nineteenth century.¬†The game’s first reliable mention is in the August twenty-first 1886 edition of¬†The Saturday Review. Later mention includes an 1895 article in¬†The New York Times: “Reversi is something like¬†Go Bang, and is played with 64 pieces.”

In 1893, the German games publisher Ravensburger started producing the game as one of its first titles. Two 18th-century continental European books dealing with a game that may or may not be Reversi are mentioned on page fourteen of the Spring 1989 Othello Quarterly, and there has been speculation, so far without documentation, that the game has older origins.

Let’s go back a bit… to Friday and a DM conversation with Cade about Washington DC…

Cade and Roob convo Friday evening

… Creativity and physics

Cade and Roob convo Friday evening 2

snoopy stamps

*Um… Knot that kinda stamps, Clicky…*

Cade and Roob convo Friday evening 3

*I was thinking of his “how many apples” example…”

Cade and Roob convo Friday evening 4

*Orange (c/o Stephen King via Dick Halloran) is the smell of Shining, Clicky…*

*Clicky,¬†Orange wasn’t used as a colour name until the 1540s…/looks smug…*

Flaming Orange

*/squints… The end of the world as we know it?*

snoopy sticks

*You wanna go? Oh okay… /rolls eyes… I suppose it is getting late…*

Dear Reader, this post is far too long without even being close to being finished. I haven’t touched on Leggy’s one finger apple trick, demonstrated in Frank’s Smoky Drinky bar on Saturday night…

funny mummy

*Or the movie I watched on Sunday night…*

Another time then, Dear Reader. So for now, have a Song…

 

Spice to See Ya, To See Ya…

Earlier this week a 5 year old girl made the news after her father told of how she’d fallen foul of local government enforcers in Tower Hamlets…

A five-year-old girl was left in tears after being fined £150 for running a stall selling cups of homemade lemonade to passersby.

The schoolgirl was accused of trading without a licence by a council enforcement officer last Saturday, her father, Andre Spicer, said. The officer issued a fixed penalty notice demanding the sum ‚Äď or ¬£90 if the family agreed to pay promptly.

‚ÄúShe was very upset and had to watch Brave a few times to calm down,‚ÄĚ he said.

After public outcry, the council rescinded the fine…

A Tower Hamlets council spokesperson said: “We are very sorry that this has happened. We expect our enforcement officers to show common sense, and to use their powers sensibly. This clearly did not happen.

‚ÄúThe fine will be cancelled immediately and we have contacted Prof Spicer and his daughter to apologise.‚ÄĚ

And perhaps with all the recent acid incidents, there is an impetus for ‘inadequate busybodies’ to crack down indiscriminately

Across the Atlantic another, more famous, Spicer made an announcement yesterday

White House press secretary Sean Spicer has moved to minimise talk of divisions within the Trump administration after announcing his resignation.

Mr Spicer is reportedly stepping down because he is unhappy with President Donald Trump’s appointment of a new communications director.

But he told Fox News he had “no regrets” about his six-month stint.

Wall Street financier Anthony Scaramucci has been picked for the role that Mr Spicer had partially filled.

Of course, the former White House Press Secretary was fatally wounded early in his tenure, from a savage blow landed by a fat bottom girl…

grocer (n.)early 15c. (mid-13c. as a surname), “wholesale dealer, one who buys and sells in gross,” corrupted spelling of Anglo-French¬†grosser, Old French¬†grossier, from Medieval Latin¬†grossarius¬†“wholesaler,” literally “dealer in quantity” (source also of Spanish¬†grosero, Italian¬†grosseiro), from Late Latin¬†grossus“coarse (of food), great, gross” (see¬†gross¬†(adj.)). Sense of “a merchant selling individual items of food” is 16c.; in Middle English this was a¬†spicer.

As for spice…

spice (n.)¬†c. 1200, “something added to food or drink to enhance the flavor, vegetable substance aromatic or pungent to the taste,” also “a spice used as a medication or an alchemical ingredient,” from Old French¬†espice¬†(Modern French¬†√©pice), from Late Latin¬†species¬†(plural) “spices, goods, wares,” in classical Latin “kind, sort” (see¬†species). From c. 1300 as “an aromatic spice,” also “spices as commodities;” from early 14c. as “a spice-bearing plant.” Figurative sense of “attractive or enjoyable variation” is from 13c.; that of “slight touch or trace of something” is recorded from 1530s. Meaning “specimen, sample” is from 1790. Early druggists recognized four “types” of spices: saffron, clove, cinnamon, nutmeg.

Seems like it should be 5, so to end this post, Dear Reader, a treat sent to me this week by my favourite Ginger… Have a Song ūüėČ