Sunday, May 24, 2015

That River In Egypt...


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I stood outside with many, there were twenty-five or so, on a Sunday evening flying model planes. Some were gas but few were flying, and were muffled when they were, it was rubber models folks would fly, for time.
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Pastoral was the evening—no alcohol or drugs, the gentlest breeze was blowing; it was silent as a slug. The ladies fixed the finger food while the old men flew their dreams; the sky that blue and crystal clear... so sharp it leaped and gleamed.
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I see it (I'm a watcher), but I do not jump or shout—I nudge my nephew Mason. "Hey there, Mace ... what's that about"?
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He looks... his mouth falls open, and he nudges at his Mom, who gets right up, and takes a step, to see it closer, Tom.
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It's flying slow, too slow my guess, to be a jet or plane... It floats along, majestically, confusing watching brains... ...Like a BB held at arm's length, but squash it flat—bright white... It coasted by "cigar like" ...and then drifted out of sight!
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There was general amazement! There was, "...What the hell was that"!?! No one mentioned UFOs... I was silent as a cat. Someone mentioned—"Aircraft"!  Others offered, "Blimp." I down-lowed to my nephew, "That's facetious, scared, and limp."
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The *thing* flew by again, my friend, for the second time of FIVE, and fewer people watched it—it is that I would confide. The third time fewer still looked up to wonder what it was; the forth was even less than that—the fifth, just me... ...because...
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Call them up!  Ask their opinions of the ones who would not look.  I doubt that they'd remember, for their peace of mind it took.  It reminded them that models are contrived to paint the sky with things WE built to fly up there... not what "ET" would devise!
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The craft that flew that fateful day they did not glue together... ...They didn't sand the fuselage or craft it light as feathers. They did not spin the prop they bought with rubber they controlled; they could not point out proudly their invention to extol...
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...This denial that we face is like a pustule near to bursting, and the cause of its neglect we should decry. Those who push away this truth to save a precious "profit motive" we should vilify—regretfully despise.  These would only serve themselves nor have respect for you, content to lighting fossil farts, the time made ripe for coup.
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This pustule skin is very close to breaking on its own, and the skin of it is hot and tight and dry. Any little touch could have it blow up in our faces, but I'd like to clean it out—at least... I think that we should try...




June 28, 1996 at around 18:00 PST... on a sanctioned model airplane flying field outside of Anderson, California.  UFOs were witnessed by a veritable throng of credible persons...

I remember a subsequent time of around midnight sitting in a lawn chair on the active runway of that field.  I was looking to the North, impatient for sightings of more UFOs.  The constellation Cassiopeia lay aback, lounging on the horizon arms and legs akimbo for a salacious "W" shape.  Size seemingly increasing close to the horizon, she looked huge!  The field is found at 40 degrees 25 minutes 26.02 seconds North by 122 degrees 10 minutes 07.69 seconds West.  It is remote.  Perfect desert-like night sky.  Google Earth it.  
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It was on this field earlier that a collection of sober professional people—plus a few real scientists—pushed wonder away and fixed their attentions on their own, more familiar, articles.  You can't call it cowardice, quite... more a protective pragmatism.  How does one propose to know an unknowable and then roll their socks the same way?
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Too, they had forgotten that the simple balsa planes they held in their trembling hands would be perceived as a similar magic not all that far into their own, comparatively recent, past.
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...Maybe Tommy Lee Jones was dead on right all the time. In conversation with Will Smith as an aside in MIB I, he said, "They... [meaning you and me] ...don't want to know [about extra terrestrials]."
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Well, even if "K" crapped out to the conventional sensibility of facilitated denial , Zed and Jay didn't mind knowing—WANTED to know, needed to know as a matter of fact!  They walked away blithely from "normality" and "normalcy" to know as much as they could!
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Reader, don't YOU want to know?
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I do, assuredly, and only because my feeling is that it will be an improvement, a stick in the eye of the 1%er, and the elevation, enhancement, and enlightenment of an efficacious humanity.  Such is my intuition.

Friday, May 22, 2015

New York's Suffolk County...SPITEFUL—BLIGHTED!


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Is it now, at last, resolved: the tribulations Powell evolved? Or is that battle over—lost? Is Ford bullied, bowed, and crossed? Wait.. did three men, in TRUTH, contrive... to murder Powell as Powell described? Though... for what purpose; what was gained? Where were "risk's" "rewards" "obtained"?
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Then did Ford plead "mental health," admitting he, in fact, used stealth... ...to "plot a killing" with some "others"—he had met—"the stupid brothers"? Did he get the "isotope" and try to kill (like one fine dope!), with cancer as his murder weapon? Can he be that daft? It happens... ...Though, smarter money bet as such would lose that bet; I'd bet that much.
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Suffolk County says "he's guilty," forgetting Suffolk County's filthy—lost in clearly wicked schemes beyond the scope of John Ford's dreams. It's been such for many years; it reeks corruption, still; that's clear.
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Ford is ONE against the many. Puppets, then, condemned him plenty. To this day he's ridiculed... as a futile—facile—fool! Short and portly, described as Fudd-like, he's disgraced because he looked like... every fat kid *earning* torment in a world which LOVES conformists.
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Though he got strident, and litigious—in your face ... perhaps obstreperous. He could make an enemy, and that's a fact too plain to see. What he's not, by all accounts, was a danger to himself (you louts!), or any other living thing what slinks or crawls—some human beings!
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I can't believe these smirking cretins, noses running, dripping—leaking... sneering up their soggy sleeves their *judgements* (so much gas!) they squeeze. Quick to simply go along with ROT that Suffolk County's thrown, they'd *wish* away "anomaly," so bogus their *reality*.
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Suffolk County's FAR from righteous! I argue that it's SPITEFULBLIGHTED! Too quick to take the "shady" road and filled with thugs who lurk like toads.
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His critics, somewhat less than balanced, offer unjust SCORN on balance. They would caper at the fire as they burned him—sick desire!
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Taking glee in Ford's misfortune, laughing how he's lost a fortune, they're delighted as they crow their heartless songs... ...which suck and blow.
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What can cause such fulsome hatred? What's he threatened that's so sacred? What worshiped steer will quake in fear as our John Ford comes snooping near?
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John Powell's involved in kick-back schemes which filled his pocket, so it seems! Perhaps he couldn't bear inspection; perhaps "too much" foretold detection; perhaps, in FACT, a UFO came down inside that park. Who knows?
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Who's to say in times like these (that knocks us to our bleeding knees!) we're forced to pray in mossy cloisters, sans all sense and smarts—or choices!!!
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Why... I would live in belts we'd made of asteroids; I'd work and play. I would have my livelihood... depend on ink my pen makes good.
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But, I would live a real deal beyond what some define as *real*, finding all my satisfaction... minus harmful, harsh distraction... knowing all the secrets there, and sweeping all those corners bare!
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I would have the prisons "emptier"—then refilled with cops and preachers! All those cops performing graft, plus those who know it—ALL the rest! All the preachers *shaving* souls, and lining pockets (this you know!), plus the ones who witnessed this (but dummied up), yes! ...ON this list!
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Pardon small hyperbole, poetic license sets me free! Not confined to raw tradition, I can trace with some precision that which jerks your chain the best. I slap some paint—it STICKS? You bet!
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I don't "know" that Ford was wronged, but I suspect it clear and strong. Check the spoor of government; it engineers our detriment!
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I don't know if he is crazy—some who ARE have "INTEREST", plainly. That they're more mental than John Ford should strike, in us, unsettling chords!
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I don't CARE that he was forward, or talked like Daffy Duck—was awkward. John Ford had a lion's heart to give John Powell his fits and starts!
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I don't CARE he stepped on toes, or threatened Powell—was up his nose! This is what we all can do if—with Ford's courage—we're imbued!
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I don't CARE that I'M derided for positions I've decided have more logic THAN those held... by piss-wits who can go to hell!
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Those who wish poor John Ford ill are filled with malice, ire and swill. They can chew the bitter root; their ample asses wear my boot. ...In fact; shove it where the sun won't shine! See? Ford's confined by Suffolk's swine!


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RESTORE! JOHN! FORD!

Heavy freaking sigh!

Restore John Ford!

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

John Ford: A Portrait Of Courage!


RESTORE JOHN FORD!

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Ford had sack to sing his song! His tragedy outweighs... the shame of our indifference to what Ford's too dearly paid! Our silence costs him dearly—and that tally quickly mounts—when we failed to be counted, and his terror, snarling, pounced!
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He even SPEAKS and is ignored! He's crying out ... is stabbed and gored... for the silence of his fellows—I'm aghast! This is the same, assumes ALL blame, as Jews and Muslims bear their shame... a victim burned to homicidal ash!
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A genocide—not race or creed—on "seekers for some truth"... indeed! John Ford is an example of that seeker! His psychopathic "treatment," while languishing alone? When all he did was proffer truth that *power* "can't" condone?
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Ford lost it all (they stole it all!) they played him for his final fall, and surely lied and cheated to that end! Justice, soured rancid, Ford's low on grace and chances, and the vultures circle low and close on in!
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...His house is gone, he stands alone; he still awaits that first "cast stone," the grinning Suffolk shysters bunch fat muscles. "Jurisprudence" and "fair play" will go to hell and lose their say, it seems likely Ford must lose this unjust struggle...
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And US! We'd let him take that razor slide, a ride there's no return from! We'd let him fall away, dissolving... fade from view.  Just remember you said nothing when the storm was closer building, as they set you in their sights... then come for you!
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And rest assured they're coming, friend, your history books are filled! You're aiding persecution, yes; it's you who'll be so stilled!
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Tears will fall from sorry eyes, and stars blink out in darkened skies as justice is perverted in this way. You could have made the difference, kid! You could have mattered—made your bidbut chose to give Ford up, and glance away.
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...And WHY... when it's so obvious that a case of trumped up garbage contrives to bring the LAWFUL to its heel! Why, when it's so ludicrous! Impossible!! Ridiculous!!! You know that Suffolk County's ilk aspires to cheat and steal!
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You know their charge is bogus; you can sense that it won't float! Their case won't bear a paperclip! FORD WAS SET-UP! It's a joke!
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A joke, except that Ford awaits the pleasure of the beast! And where is his protector? Where's his fan club, at the least! John Ford was only lawful... when he fouled the man's post-toasted ... it's just not right he ends up spitted... slowly turningroasted!
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...You gonna let them do it? I'll shame you if I can! I'll write you with a brick bat—I'll rhyme your lips off, man!
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I'll fester in your kill file. I'll rot your disk with shame. I'll teach you your complicity! I'll wrap you in your blame! I'll show you sullen disrespect! I'll chasten you with spite! I'll use that verbal brick-bat! I'll show you why we fight!
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Johnny Ford has my regard! He stood up tall—asked questions, HARD! They had Ford so "up their noses" they felt knee bones on their septums; they were pissed-off homicidal—took a SWAT team to arrest him!
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...You might consider what I've said! Remember that you're next, instead!
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See amassed the craven energies of the monstrous "Suffolk BEAST." Let us all show some small concern—GIVE FORD "A THOUGHT" AT LEAST!!!
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John Ford: A Portrait Of Courage!

  • You'd want it done for you...
  • Sincerely, I am shocked, appalled, and disgusted at the silence and indifference of the ufological community regarding the plight of John Ford. ...Scared too. Were I to fall afoul of secret systems or toxic campaigns and made to endure that same cruel "due process," Ford endures, I presume I could expect a similar "bupkis."
  • OK, you don't agree.
  • You thought Ford was a crackpot or you nurse some pathetic high-school thing regarding his appearance, demeanor, or politics. Stop, eh? These distract from the issue!
  • Google *crookhaven brookhaven powell*, my contentious friends, and read what John Powell, Ford's accuser, was up to "back in the day"... where Ford, on the other hand, was a bona fide saint, reader, without the slightest qualification against same! Verily, even if driven to a likely drug induced and situational process schizophrenia by now, over a decade later, Ford has been egregiously wronged... and an issue is thereby raised.
  • The issue? That in a LAWFUL pursuit of goals we all pay lip service to, John Ford, an "everyman," has fallen afoul of an obfuscating and prevaricating machine perhaps near the root of a teasing, ubiquitous, historical, and even obvious conspiracy, perhaps a highly strange one! Suffolk county, reader, is as historically awash with the highly strange as it is with rank corruption!
  • Additionally, John Ford, a social pillar actually, is unfairly wiped out, torpedoed below the water line, sucker-punched, stripped of any armor, and at the mercy of that which has worked passionately, reader, to amass a steaming pile of patently ridiculous and specious *proofs*—rooted in Ford's "belief" in the existence of UFOs—to the affect that John Ford was EVER capable of serial murder! Stuff and nonsense!
  • You're next, good friend; why wait 'till it's too late to speak up, when all it would now take is a word... ...where your blood will perhaps be required later on? Verily. That's the lesson of history! ...Trees of liberty nourished with the blood of psychopaths and what-not...
  • Moreover? Suffolk County New York owes John Ford one hell of a lot of money. If Ford dies... I'm betting they killed him. Could it be argued they've not done worse? I suspect that it cannot, at least not in a truthful way.
  • Restore John Ford!


Sunday, May 10, 2015

Number And Measurement


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Koch* burns as he churns with eternal significance—easily stated but beyond comprehension … that a line without end on a path to infinity... is bounded finitely; this defies comprehension!
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Ideas are shelved by our "egg-heads" for decades! They're shoved to the shadows to hide their weird light. Ideas digressive, confusing, confounding—but pointing to systems of balance and right.
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Koch pulls at the mind and won't be denied as it's unity being portrayed and described! The model is clear; it's the circle that's dear—the infinite path! What was far... is now here!
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See, Julia gave circles a wave and a lilt. Mandelbrot cataloged the whole of their ilk. The facts and the figures produce a concision; away with your fear and its spawned apprehension.
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The birth of the one is the other's kin portrait, we see them in all of the natural world! The whole of existence is fractal in nature; with time and bright space ... it's mixed up and swirled!
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See? Scale's imbued with a strange similarity. Don't call it "coincidence," another hilarity!  Atoms ape stars, or a star apes its galaxy, a sameness is harbored... it is that: our reality!
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Chaos is order that's misunderstood ... the lapping of waves; the growing of wood. It's the ice fashioned crystal; it's a stream to the coast; it's the root of the cosmos—an accurate boast.
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It's the veins in a leaf, or your hand's vascularity. It is that which portends all that is—the new "heresy"! It's the shifting of markets, the spread of a tree; it's the truth we all sense while a'crawl on our knees. It's what's "living and breathing" or "dead and inert." It's the whole of reality for what it's all worth.
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It is galaxies colliding—reflections of light. It is force forming planets, plate tectonics—Vulcan might? It is all that ever was, and it hides beneath the surface of a scary crunch of numbers we can "buy into" for purchase.**
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It will put us on the moon and help us "dig up" ready water. It will throw us to the stars, and it will show us where to wander. It's the lapping and the crashing of a trillion, trillion seas. It defines our motivation as we leap from bleeding knees!
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The volume is finite, good friend, and will not be exceeded! The perimeter is endless, ad infinitum I've entreated. Down is up, and black is white... and all motives are in question; see, chaos is predictable... Feel the elation!


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It's all about the Tao...
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Koch's curve—a mathematical construction describing a closed shape with a finite volume, but (and get this) an infinite perimeter! There's some real *magic* in there fellow motes ... Real as we want to be! Real as we can stand! Realer!
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Could this be the a message of the non-prosaic circle maker?
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Consider that science as it is presently understood was revealed to its progenitor Rene Descartes by an alien. In a fevered dream after a day of killing, drinking, and whoring around Europe.  The alien so advised:
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"Nature can be conquered by number and measurement..." 
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I suspect the alien advised that Nature can be "understood" by number and measurement, and a corrupt son of Western Civilization took understanding for an "advantage" to be prosecuted as in a "war."
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Bad Karma I'm betting.



*A Swede and no close relation, hopefully, to Anti-American, wholly fascist, and gloating political psychopaths, Messers Koch, threatening us presently from their pecuniary ivory tower...

**...Though not for dominion.  "Dominion" seems an insult to creation even where that so called dominion is still a reach beyond the smallest grasp.

Restore John Ford!

Thursday, May 07, 2015

John Ford: Warm Blood, Cold

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I knew one man who sired the man who's closest to me, Holmes. The former? Psychopathic, people hating—cold.  He's now dead, in no way missed, his memory a blur, and such must be predicted for the social saboteur... 
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See, he'd stolen from his credit cards; he cheated Walton's store. He owed on bills he never paid, so stealing from the hapless poor. His motto was to make you pay, before you do to him? What he, in fact, saw others do... on their self-serving whims!
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Too, he called himself a patriot—that refuge of the scoundrel; he brought his sons up... on abuse; he gave all three bad counsel. One's a trained assassin; one murdered three... then self; the last is quite the opposite. He's a man who'd found himself.
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Self-actualized and learned, he points to where it hurts? ...And so shows us where we hemorrhage when we dare to sneer and smirk. He's inclined to promulgate a fair-play dream ideal that would move us into space right now... in a million living wheels. That lifestyle's an improvement and we'd minimize our pain, if we got the hell off Mother Earth and lived in space I'm saying!
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He's pointed out our "laws" are writ by psychopathic trolls; far simpler then to work "ill will..." while the "opposite's" extolled! The 'man' degrades life's quality, see; the 'man' intrudes bad will; the 'man' then treats your so-called "rights" like inked and papered swill!
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By way of some example and a monstrous taste of shame, I provide you illustration on the breadth and scope of same...
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ohn Ford was getting mouthy with reports of "water heating" so they stuffed him, deep, inside a *hole* for status quo's safe keeping! ...Too, it may be he's crazy—but hounded to it, friend! He called attention to Powell's crimes … it's that which did him in!
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Remember this when *government* saunters up and takes your *stuff*. Remember this when rights are trampled, like they are right now, enough!  Remember... as these *shadows* set the scene to paint you crazy. So, a few can work ill will on YOU? ...Beware, they will be cagey!
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Too, compared to our antagonist, the *father* at the start? John Ford's a knighted saint—way high!—and his ethics top the chart!  ...But we'll suffer these old psychopaths... much worse than our John Ford... who dared the "evil dragon" and still suffers, by report!
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You're not safe; you are at risk, if asking touchy questions. Though you deserve to be informed, is my concerned suggestion. You should have "informed consent" regarding your existence! You don't get it, presently, I say with all insistence!
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To whom it goes, the blame for this: our insulted incredulity? This social impropriety or crass anfractuosity? Blame reptilian institutions for our ills as they're the liars! ...But for these, these corporate reptiles... why, we'd be in space, or higher!
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Institutions are their instruments and contrived to obfuscate... the right to speedy trials, say; they make their own "facts," mate! Labeled *crazy* one's *unfit*, one finds, to list the facts which free them. This is why Ford gets no trial; so, YOU won't get to see them!
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Save yourself, become informed. Oppose these loathsome reptiles. You owe it to yourself my friends. The truth has better profile.  Too, why suffer corporate reptiles and the "cold-blood" plans they've got? Corporate "mammals" have the longer view and warm blood; there's a thought!


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    Corporations are legal individuals much like any single human, but they are individuals avoiding equal responsibility, equal accountability, equal dependability, equal blame-ability or equal liability; reptiles, they are devoid of conscientiousness or compassion because human reptiles composing them are devoid of conscientiousness or compassion. Why tolerate corporate "reptiles" where corporate "mammals" might be sought.
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    Regarding John Ford: a hot flash for the cherished interested? Being crazy is not against the law. No, not until you become a danger to yourself or others. Even then you are in a whole other category emphasizing treatment over punishment. ...An eye to eventual release when prudent and not an eye to ongoing confinement, at all costs?
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    Additionally? A *belief* in UFOs should not be justified as contributing evidence of pathology. *Believing* in UFOs is not evidence of sickness and shall not mean you're harboring a pathology.
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    Ford remains imprisoned...
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    Court TV! Let's add THEM to our short list of those to get our attention! It's a natural! It's topical and sure to increase their ratings! Sheesh—talk about serpents for bedfellows. Let's throw in a car salesman and a loan officer, and embrace the honest hooker!
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    Yeah ..Yeah! What if John Ford really is unbalanced or a few chops short of the old mixed grill? The short story is benignly "crazy" is not a crime and therefore a non-issue.
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    On the other hand, what if he is being persecuted for honest, sincere, and justified PASSIONS that all of us would feel if any of us had gotten too near the top of Ford's strident and obstreperous—if lawful!—uphill investigation into Long Island UFOs! See?! The former doesn't matter and the latter tells the tale!
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    It remains Ford was investigating a bona fide and overweening conspiracy: corrupt institutional entities by citation, history, tradition, and conviction—criminal entities unable to bear any investigation! That's the public record folks and fellow motes!
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    Consider. The corrupt Suffolk County machine was so unrelentingly dirty that even a "third-rate" investigation into that machine's involvement with UFOs might expose its vast criminality. Verily, it could be argued that John Powell's criminal enterprise began to break down concurrent with John Ford's interest in same! This is Ford's *crime*, reader, exposure of the criminal, and he rots in stir for it, still!
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    Verily, the conditions, occurrences, and events surrounding the confinement of John Ford begs a SECOND or even THIRD (...fourth!) look at his plight! A look he will not get if we accept the word of the "Ford hounded", and likely, unethical political machine confining him so wrongfully! John Ford was a proverbial community pillar and highly educated court officer... ...bereft of any record but a sterling one! Additionally he was a man who was ruthlessly implicated in heinous crime by a known and subsequently convicted crime boss that Ford was busily investigating! Also public record! Do the math, reader!
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    Him now, … you later. ....And given suggestive trends? ...Probably sooner than you'd think.
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    Free John Ford, hell! …RESTORE John Ford, and save yourself!!
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    Sunday, May 03, 2015

    John Ford: Injustice Whipped To Toxic Cream


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    What kinds of joy filled season does our old friend John Ford have? Can he sit around with friends and smoke and joke?  May he unwrap any presents that they've deigned to let him have; does he ever hear from family or folk? Might he eat a ham or turkey? Can he savor pumpkin pie? Or, must he sit, a flaccid heap, his heartfelt wish that he might die?

    I suspect he feels forgotten through the haze of drugs he's forced. Too, you know they keep him doped "for his own good." You know he's feeling pressure from the darkest pits of hell, but the reasons are not clear, nor are they even understood!

    Suffolk County (!) says he's dirty—that he tried to kill some folks, but the story smells of guppies and sardines!  It's all contrived to "misdirect" attention from what's real.  It's the man's imposing best, and it's obscene.  Yeah, it's Suffolk county says he's dirty, when it's them portrays that meme—when it's them, the glad purveyors of  injustice  whipped to toxic cream!

    Call on ABC or CBS or NBC, good reader. Drop a line to C-SPAN—CNN! Ask them what the deal is, and can't attention please be given to this man, all but forgotten, I'd defend! Why is Ford forsaken, and where's his spot on "Sixty Minutes," and why did he have trouble... making bail? …Plenty "worse" than him released from prison every day;  it's for him the pink-walled nut-ward or a jail!

    They'd say, "He earns his nut ward!  He would dare to question why! Why, he'd be ripping off our blinders! We'd be free to sense the sky!  He's wants to put a light upon what's 'better' kept in darkness, so we'll stuff him in a hole we've 'made'—to keep him safe and harmless!"

    What was he so "involved" in, and what had he found out?  Where is all the "evidence" that 'the man' had trotted out?  Where'd John get all the "hot stuff" (which was found outside his pickup), so what of jurisprudence, then! This is ethics of a spit-cup!

    Why is John ignored and left to rot in ...wrongful... dungeons? Why can't he get a hearing; why's he getting culture's truncheon? What is in his heart... when he can sense he's so alone, for a crime gone uncommitted, then, but for which he must atone!



    ...Ironic that at another "seasonal juncture," a different man—allegedly—suffered a crucifixion for, likely, what he thought, said, and did within the law.  Ford's ironic comparison to the Christ figure?  Let it stand!

    I've always said it—but... ...where threat is actual? There is no "paranoia."

    Your fear is justified, you see. We are all set precariously close to an edge of something that we could be preparing for if only information sought could be made available to individuals interested in same!

    Our facilitated reluctance to do so, that is, seek information as it pertains to the aforementioned "preparation," encourages the malfeasant engineers of our preparation's dearth.  We take a step ford to take two steps forward... by design!

    As John Ford goes, one begins to see, so can any one of us... go, for remaining well within the law, I'm betting, but in an ardent individual pursuit of that "unboxed" information, same as John!  This is the fruit, friends and neighbors, produced for ones very justified concern regarding their informed consent regarding those matters beyond the common pale.  More light reveals greater darkness.

    ...And it's a shame, too. The UFO, this thing made so fearful, has a beneficial potential ignored, undersold, or vilified by the hijacked mainstream, I offer.  This is especially true recently, given S. Hawkings underinformed and inexplicable warning regarding contact with ET aliens, eh?  It remains, this preponderance of pretending disregard for the UFO is not done in service to, for, or for the benefit of we, the short-sheeted rank and file.

    The individual, battered by an unhealthful and ever inflated population as you know, drifts ever lower on the list of society's concerns. Culture is not your friend, good neighbor.

    ...And UFOs, perhaps like a hard driving rain for the parched ponds of our personal growth... (yes!) are our efficacious individual rising and advancing to meet same? That's my intuition.  It still provides for a quantum leap and kicks us into hyperspace—releases us from the playpen perchance to wander the cosmic "house" and even go "outside" where wonders and terrors reside.  Growth looms, still!

    True, it may be that the ufological rain has a bit of golf-ball sized hail in it... But it is all water, n'est ce pas? Besides, I feel I know where the hail is going to fall.  The reader will, too, I suspect, upon opening eyes, heart, and mind (not in that order necessarily)… the hail you say?

    Roll it and smoke it, skirts and boyos!  Consider that John Ford was very busily investigating a top-placed official and "Tweedian Party boss" in Suffolk County, NY—John Powell!  Here was a man who could not remotely bear an investigation of any type! 

    Concurrently, John Ford was investigating Powell's cloying association regarding a string of close encounters with UFOs in 1989, one of the biggest flaps in Suffolk County's long UFO history, witnessed for weeks by perhaps thousands of people.  Something crashed in the area!  Remains?

    Ford was investigating the offices and affairs of a large caliber criminal, John Powell.  Criminals abhor investigations.  They take "steps" to preclude same.

    We don't find the truth, reader; we face the truth already there!

    Restore John Ford!

    Read on!

    Tuesday, April 28, 2015

    Restore John Ford! (Part II)

    https://youtu.be/uL1kSX42kMc
    LISTEN TO JOHN FORD!


    Restore John Ford! (Part II)
    by Alfred Lehmberg

    The saga of sorrow and sadness continues... when last we met, UFO Investigator John Ford was becoming inconvenient to a Suffolk county, New York criminal elite and was being set up, subsequently, for an unjust torpedo below an out-of-bounds and civil rights trampling  waterline!  Such must be undeniably so.

    Seriously, what was John Ford doing ...really... when a gun bristling platoon of officious SWAT showed up at his humble residence in Suffolk County New York to arrest him for conspiracy to commit murder... in the stupidest way imaginable?  Well, he was doing what he did best!

    He was intelligently organizing the Suffolk County locals for a lawful exercise of their of their natural right to be INFORMED about government activities... for which they were paying!!!  More specifically?   He was doing some expert detective-work to facilitate that end!  Alarm bells should be going off here.

    See?  He was also, and note this... feverishly investigating alleged target John Powell and Powell's complicity... [...*ding*!] ...regarding the strange behavior of police, firemen, Parks & Sanitation workers, and other government officials employed by Suffolk County in New York during a big documented UFO flap!  ...Behavior, reader, peculiar in the extreme! 

    ...Beginning to smell a rat, friends and neighbors?  Ford did and was hot on the suspect trail of same!  Verily, what was John Ford's root concern in this brouhaha of the highly strange?

    Well—John Ford, no dummy remember, but an educated man, was sure that Suffolk County officials, and the noir-fascistic head of those officials, John Powell, were all hip-deep in a bona fide *conspiracy*... to cover up the crash of an alien spacecraft near Moriches Bay on September 28 in 1989...

    C'mon!  Somebody laugh so I can whack you with the flat of a righteous board!

    For any readers out there daring a lack-wit's smirky giggle at the preceding: remember that dozens of credible witnesses saw something highly strange transpire in and around the bay on that fateful night!  See?  Ones decidedly foundationless giggle can be retired with some shame!  One is not forgiven.

    Consider.

    Since 1982, the New York counties of Orange, Putnam, Rockland, Duchess, Westchester, and Suffolk... were inundated with some 5,000 reports of large, boomerang-shaped, and unidentified flying objects in the skies overhead...

    ...Only one of those reports has to pay off, reader, remember. Giggle if you still can... I'll wait while looking down in embarrassment for you.

    Anyway...

    In a completely lawful manner, with a well in bounds minimum of "actionable eccentricity", and with some intelligent intensity—single-minded passion!—John Ford investigated John Powell

    Well within the law, and with some vigor, reader, the "little guy" tried to get the gotcha *goods* on the "big guy."  One can certainly begin to predict the eventual outcome of this David and Goliath story...

    ...Reverse Time warp...

    When I was a child living in southwest Connecticut I used to hear my Dad talk with his friends regarding these stories, myths, and legends about the cesspool of crooks and corruption that was Suffolk County, New York in the forties and fifties... it sounded all cops and robbers to a precocious six year old.  Does the reader have any idea what the "quotient of corruption" is NOW... or, specifically, in the 1989 to 1996 timeframe?  ...Do you think it got any better, friends and fellow motes?  No?

    Let me just cut to the curly short-hairs, ladies and gentlemen!  John Powell, Ford's alleged "target," was dirty as hell

    Yes!  In 1999, and out of political favors apparently, Powell would be charged with (...and plead no contest to!) Racketeering, Grand Theft, and Extortion charges!  And that's just what they indicted him on, folks ...you can bet it was the plea-bargained tip of the obligatory iceberg of Powell's long running crime syndicate! 

    In the year 2000 Powell would be given the *lesser* sentence of twenty-three months in a *minimum* security country-club!  With good behavior, you know, like not being caught assaulting a fellow inmate... he would be out in 18 months... but how much time was actually spent, said and done?  ...Was any time spent at all?

    John Ford, on the other hand has not drawn a free breath or seen the light of a free day since 1996...

    Is anyone else seeing the effortlessly connectable dots in this picture?  Let me help!

    The truly intrepid John Ford was investigating a man, one John Powell, and John Powell could not bear an investigation of any flavor

    John Ford likely scared the wild, blueberry HORSE-MUFFINS out of John Powell, you want to know the truth... and what kind of mamma's-boy-loser can John Ford be if he can make a BIG fish in a BIG pond like John Powell and Suffolk County sweat the righteous net!

    Is it an inordinate stretch to suppose that John Powell could have exercised a few tainted *muscles* of his vast political machine of graft and conspiracy... to... TORPEDO John Ford?  Given the senseless facts of the case, John Ford's history, education and references, and contrasted with Powell's subsequent criminal conviction...?...a conviction perhaps even precipitated by Ford's lawful interest...?...does the listener think it *remotely* possible that the preceding is so?

    Oh, it's so... it's just another iteration of the same old story we become more and more accustomed to in an increasingly terrorized, authoritarian, and tyrannical world...  Goliath, friends and fellow motes, only loses in the Bible!   

    ...And forget all about John Ford's assertions with regard to UFOs, which may or may not be dead on the money!  If wrong in FACT, reader?  John Ford is most assuredly correct in SPIRIT!

    Yes, John Ford's ufological assertions may have been all wet!  They REMAIN; however, beside the point and only significant (and key on this!) in that Ford's "belief" in them "proved" the case of his... trumped UP... "instability"... So he could be more handily cocooned and effectively silenced by corrupt county officials as... insane.  Who's next?

    What's IMPORTANT remains to be:  that Ford was busily investigating a man, a criminal man with long ties to organized crime... ...and so a man who could bear no investigation!

    John ford is innocent, reader, and he rots in a locked cell for the convenience of an ongoing conspiracy and a criminal elite!  I in no way overstate!

    Truly, Suffolk County owes John Ford more than they could ever pay.  Though, they should try...

    ...T h e y.   S h o u l d.   T r y...

    John Ford is owed his pension, a home, his savings, his modest gun collection, all his memorabilia, all his lawyers fees... ...for year after year... after year... of hard, hard time... Time made all the more intolerable... in as much as he was very likely a complete and utter innocent... and SANE for ALL of that time!  Reader!!  The Horror!  Walk one mile with John Ford, reader!  He is you.

    Ford's initial *attorney*, one John Rouse (...rhymes with louse?), had given every public indication that the case against Ford is specious at best... and wholly contrived at worst!  It was a ruse.  It would seem Rouse was Powell's double agent!

    The "witnesses" against Ford were suspect ...perhaps planted, or sold Ford out for reduced sentences in other crimes committed... I mean who knows what went on in an evil underground Suffolk county!

    The clinical evaluation determining Ford's *insanity* was almost certainly flawed, canted, or ignorantly uninformed, and the "B" movie circumstances surrounding Ford's ongoing torment... are too suspicious to be minimally credible... and so are without DOUBT, in this writer's mind, scurrilously fabricated!  Credible doubt!  Relevant doubt!  Reasonable doubt!

    Doubt!

    John Ford deserves a re-look, a change of venue, or a hearing of some type to try to get some real justice done.  The loss of Ford's freedom for the convenience of a craven convicted criminal is, verily, the symbolic loss of all our freedoms, a repudiation of everything that America is supposed to be, and a crime in its own right!

    John Ford's civil rights and right to personal liberty have been violated in the most fundamental sense, folks, and we VALIDATE the arbitrary rule of *privileged* autocrats to let John Ford's ongoing treatment continue... 

    This cannot be allowed to stand!  Restore John Ford to his previous life, Suffolk County, now and with all deliberate speed!

    ...missed PART I?

    ...Just before the unjust ax fell...