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Missive from ‘Merica – Saturday Night, Sunday Morning

Dear Reader, lucky you, it’s Two Post Sunday here at the LoL…


*Alright, Click… /rolls eyes…*

A Roob-x Kubrick shamble follows, but first…


…All the way from his sick bed… Sumwear in the state of TextAss… It’s the one, the only… OKIE… Non-smokey (but carries cigarettes to pick up women)… DEV… ILL!




Just kiddin.
The above image will not hypnotize you.
Seriously…it won’t.
Our studies show that it doesn’t work on some people.
Maybe you are one of the lucky ones.
We’ll decide which is which, for you.
!HeH HeH HeH!

^Nirvana-Smells Like Teen Spirit Gayageum ver. by Luna^

I wonder what percentage of people do not read this? And how exactly is that related to the percentage of people that DO read this. Cause I’m gonna take a wild-assed stab in the motherfucking dark here, and say that…
100% of the people that read this, read it.
100% of the people that do not read this, do not read it.
Jesus H CHRIST!!!
Well…some of it anyway.

^Desert Rose – Eric Johnson^

It’s currently 18:35 on Saturday night here in West Texas, it’s 34°F, which is the warmest it has been in days, I’m coming down with the plague of death, and I’m running low on beer. Since I do not take medication of any kind currently, I have had to turn to nature and natural cures to sooth the pain of sneezing out 75 lb. snot balls and rubbing my nose raw with paper towels. So I have turned to alcohol. Not that it does anything to “cure” me, but it does make me give less of a shit if I die. Which, hopefully I will before this shit turns into pneumonia like it has the last few times I have gotten sick. Actually, three years ago, it did NOT turn into pneumonia…but it did wind up giving me the worst sinus-infection I have ever had in my entire life. I did not know that pain like that was possible. But I do now. So yeah…pestilence. Let’s talk about it.

^Slayer – Raining Blood (Official Video)^

So I’m just gonna go ahead and hit ya with a twist first rattle out of the bag here…
Q: Who invented “pestilence?”
A: ???
Let’s turn to “the experts” and see what they have to say…
Pestilence –
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For those unfamiliar with different translations of The Bible…those little acronyms at the end of all of those BibleGateway links are indicative of the translation.

NIV = New International Version
TLB = The Living Bible
NLT = New Living Translation (One of my personal faves)
KJV = King James Version
NKJV = New Kiing James Version
And so on…
Anyway…I dunno bout choo? But if you look at the results for the term “pestilence” in the King James vs. the New King James?
King James = 48 references
New King James = 44
Wonder what happened there?
Time and times must change or something.
Weird. Cause The Bible isn’t supposed to change.
Q: If you had to choose between which version to read, which would you choose?
A: ?¿?¿

^SISTEM feat. EMMA – People are people ( UNU’ Remix ) – Depeche Mode Cover^

Now…in the interest(s) of keeping your head spinning, and keeping you completely and totally baffled as to what in the FUCK I am talking about and why…I would like to issue a challenge to you in the form of the video below. Assuming that it is available for you to view wherever you are. YouTube has become the whipping boy of governments and businesses who have NO FUCKING CLUE as to why YouTube is what it is and how. But I digress.
The vid below is 17 minutes and 17 seconds of pure awesomeness. I bet that some of you may even be able to relate to the video directly. Meaning, you may have some experience with this sort of manufacturing in a more direct kinda way…either directly or indirectly. But we’ll keep the class-wars here to a minimum since my primary focus is legacy. It’s not like I’ve have ever personally worked at a foundry, even tho I have. I worked for a commercial air filtration company, and had to change the air filters at a steel mill every few months.
An asthmatic w/severe allergies…changing air filters…at a steel mill…whodathunkit?
Cisero: “Sometimes…I do what I want to do. The rest of the time…I do what I have to.”
Movie = Gladiator

^HYPNOTIC Video Inside Extreme Chinese Forging Factory: Wilop Forge and Foundry Company^

Last night on “Psycho Radio”…I posed the following query in the chatroom…
“Is carbon from S. America, the same as carbon from Asia?”
My contention is…”no.” But someone posted the following link, and said nothing else.

Pentakis Dodecahedron-Chemistry

My primary thinking of course, is coal. I mean, outside of a shitty quality diamond….where else can one find a shitload of carbon? So we’ve got these certain kinds of trees on one side of the world, and different kinds of trees on the other side of the world…are you really telling me that the carbon(s) in the coal from these plants are identical? Yeah…carbon dating and radioactive decay.
Q: Do you really think it is in the best interest(s) of people alive today, to be predicting when anything begins and/or ends?
A: ¿hmmmmmmmm?
Q: What is your personal “level of concern” with respect to the amount(s) of snot and boogers currently emanating from my nostrils?
A: Snot very much I bet.

^Depeche Mode Lie to Me (Dominatrix Remix 2009)^

It has come to my attention…yet again…that some people are not fond of my filthy-assed language. O RLY? You motherfuckers got a problem with MY language? Hmmmm….maybe I should change it. Change my ways. Bend to the will of this person or that person, or this group or that group. You realize of course, that changing me, or anyone for that matter, causes them to no longer exist. Whatever they were going to be prior to your interference and/or intervention? Yeah…gone forever. I guess you don’t believe in fate or destiny afterall…do ya? But since we are on the topic of language, and more specifically “words”…let’s think about that. Because what we are really talking about here, is thought and thoughts. Heh…talking about…thoughts…words…talking…heh heh. That’s funny.

^Depeche Mode World In My Eyes (Ambient remix)^

Q: Cade, why don’t you stay on-topic?
A: I tell ya what…you start staying on topic, and I will too. Deal?

Britain on HEAVY SNOW ALERT: Polar vortex to plunge UK into WORST January FREEZE in years

Hugo was kind enough to post the link above in the comments section of Roob’s last whatever type whathaveyou type post type of thing, and me being me…I went straight to the meat of things.

HOLD YOUR HORSES: Gorgeous galloping girls flaunt and frolic in saucy calendar

I mean, it was right…fucking…THERE, on the same page as the weather story. And it was shown as being the #1 story. The #1 read story in the entirety of the UK, so the tagline said anyway. Why should I read that weather story? The weather story wasn’t even in the Top 5! Why the FUCK would I want to read something that no one else is reading? ESPECIALLY since there was an irritating-assed video embedded in the middle of that weather story, that was talking about terrorists and dirty-bombs. Sure, you could make a “nuclear-winter” type of stretch that those stories were remotely connected/weather related. But let’s be real. The only “bomb” in that weather story, even WITH the terrorist(s) bullshit? Yeah…the story itself. The verbiage. The vernacular. It was a goddamn comedy story. Lemme relate here…

Polar vortex to
plunge UK
in years 

(nondescript bullshit that needs no/requires no immediate fact(s)/nor verification of facts)

And that’s just the fucking headline. When you read the story itself? It gets even more comical.
“Councils and health authorities”
I gotta stop right fucking there.
Q: Who is more of an authority on my health than me?
A: ???
I mean come on…even YODA* kept his own counsel as to who would trained as a Jedi and who wouldn’t. I get the feeling that we get pretty good at knowing ourselves. As a matter of fact, I’m gonna go know myself right now. Or at least, get a status update.

*Yoda = Fictional Character. Just…FYI.

^Blasphemous Rumours Depeche Mode REMIX 2014 ( DAVIDMIX 09 )^

Adeno-Associated Virus –
Gene Therapy –
Vectors in Gene Therapy (Redirected from Vectors in Gene Therapy) –
Gene Therapy of the Human Retina (Redirected from Adeno associated virus and gene therapy of the human retina) –
Leber’s Congenital Amaurosis (Redirected from Leber’s Congenital Amaurosis) –
Leber’s Hereditary Optic Neuropathy –
Case Sensitivity –
Letter Case –
Orthography –
Typography –
Movable Type –
Harmonice Musices Odhecaton (Redirected from Odhecaton) –
Chanson –
Polyphony (Redirected from Polyphonic) –
Secularity (Redirected from Secular) –
Prayer –
Prayer (Disambiguation) –
Pray (Disambiguation) –

There is a mailbox down the road that I pass when I walk, and it is painted with American Flags and Eagles and Stars and shit like that, along with the following phrase…

“Pray for America!”

Um…can you be more specific? I mean, I could pray for America, but I’d rather pray for Americans. And with all of that symbolism and rhetoric already plastered all over your mailbox, I could even go so far as to pray for Americans who have mailboxes painted up to suggest that I pray for Americans with painted mailboxes. Of course, I would probably pray for a sudden paint shortage. Or maybe even a sudden decline in the availability of mailboxes that are large enough to pain a fucking mural that rivals the size of The Sistine Chapel. But this is Texas. And everything is bigger in Texas. Take my penis for example. It’s fucking HUGE!!! No wait…my ego is fucking huge. My penis is kinda average. But I like it. BRB!!! Gotta know myself some more.

^Depeche Mode – In your room ( Mercurio remix )^

It’s currently 08:08 on Sunday morning, January 8th of 2017. I started writing this bullshit last night, but I got pissed off listening to that radio show last night and stopped writing. Actually, I stopped writing so I could listen to the radio show, and THEN I got pissed off at the radio show. I wasn’t actually writing. Just…thinkin. Thinkin out loud a bit, but still thinkin. I actually do quite a bit of thinkin or “thinking” if you just can’t deal with that missing “g” here in the text version of an Okie in Texas’ “Texas Accent.” Which is weird, cause you foreign fucks fucking LOVE southern accents when you hear them. Some of you limeys have actually gotten pretty good at emulating the accent. But usually what is missing and/or most important in duplicating it…is the vernacular. The local slang and the twang on the slang…if you will. Michael Caine did a pretty fucking fantastic job of it in the movie “Secondhand Lions.” And so did Daniel Craig in “Cowboys and Aliens.” But cha still gotta get that Germanic/Dutch influence to get it right-ish. Meh…I have no idea where I’m going with this. I’ve already addressed it previously, and nobody reads this shit anyway…so…fuckit.
Uranium is made with Hydrogen and Plutonium and Helium and Nitrogen and some other stuff and processes.
But let’s watch the videos anyway!

^How It s Made Uranium P1‬ YouTube^

^‪How It s Made Uranium P2‬ YouTube^

That was very educational. It taught me many things. Such as, I will prolly never own a Uranium mine, nor a Uranium processing facility, nor will I ever make major bank off of the process and processes that process this shit. BUT!!! I am told that my government’s number one priority is upward mobility! Which means that even I…might someday own a mine of my own.
Q: What about a mind of my own?
A: ?¿?¿?
Ya think one of those things might be on the governmental itinerary, or docket, or docket of itineraries, or itinerary of dockets…as it were?
Ya know…the basics. Getting back to basics and fundamentals. Whatever in the fuck those are.
Or…were…as it were.
Q: Ever get the feeling that there is a reason and/or reasons that “we” got away from “the basics” n the first place?
A: ¿?¿?¿
Ain’t dat wut upwardz mobilities is awlz abootz n-e-wayz? Getting aways frum thangs that hold ya backs? I dun knows abowts use stupid guyz and hot lucious galz, but I dunno if thar is gettin awayz frum n-e-thang.
Dats jus my opinin tho.
Wut do I nose?
I nose my nose is packed with yella shit that is goin green like a tree in the southern sprang tyme.
Jus thot youse might likes ta nose.

^Depeche Mode Behind the Wheel (Force Sonic Remix)^

So yeah…I’m kinda on the same page with some, with respect to the ozone layer and all of the nuclear testing that has gone on, and continues to go on. Here in the U.S. of America, there is a push within the military/government to update and improve our nuclear arsenal(s). Although I must disagree for a different reason altogether. We have PLENTY of methods of royally fucking this planet up with civilian nuclear projects. What the fuck do we need more within the military for? When you have public figures arguing for military forces being deployed at nuclear power plants to protect those plants from being infiltrated by “terrorists?” I’m sorry, but there is an entire LINE of fucking questions there that are not getting asked. Let alone, seeking answers. It’s like sticking a hand-sized mudball into an erupting volcano in order to try and attempt to plug the flow. And speaking of which…yeah…GREAT FUCKING IDEA!!! Let’s plug that hole so the lava and ash can’t get out!!! GREAT FUCKING IDEA!!! WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG?!?!?!? Not that there are natural lessons to be learned with respect to pressure and pressures, like say…Krakatoa and St. Helens. Maybe if you revised the “electricity seeks the path of least resistance” to say…”energy seeks the path of least resistance”…maybe that would help out a bit with respect to other kinds of pressure(s). What kind(s) you ask? Start with Kind and Unkind…that should “get us back to basics.” Basically anyway. Rhetoric you say? Pffffttttt! Fuck you and the horse you rode in on.
The best answer is the answer you support…right?
Q: Where does that leave the rest of us?
A: Good…Fucking…LUCK!

^Depeche Mode – Stripped (Kaiser Complex Reconstruction Remix)^

Reach out and touch someone.
Just…make sure you do it when you are alone.
Might be a law or something.
May not even be a law…yet.
But it’s coming.
Or not.
That’s your choice…
…not mine.
Not that I’m telling you what to do or anything.
Course I’m not telling you what not to do either.
Yer a big boy.
Or a big girl.
I mean, not big!
Not like fat big.
Although you could stand to lose a few pounds.
No! Not money. That would be dollars.
I mean…wait.
Wanna fuck?

^Depeche Mode – Enjoy The Silence (Gabe & Alok Remix)^


^Depeche Mode – It’s No Good (extended mix) HD High Quality^



Crikey! Cade’s mixed in tons of Songs from Local Band, Dear Reader…

*/taps feet… Their first hit, Clicky… /bobs head… Will always be a favourite… /shuffles bottom…*

Following the break, the second half of Two Post Sunday follows…