Sunday, July 25, 2010

...The Real Madness...



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Rhyming still, I try, directing spittle in the eye, of these whom I decry as sans a conscience. I project myself to them via meter writ in trim... ...to sneer, in fact, at him with that assemblance...

See ...I'm a *wacko* like John Ford. Can I safely be ignored? A meager poet —aren't you bored— at "white-boy" rapping? But this rhythm you might hear could have you crying in your beer — and not so far from here; I see it happening!

Is our future writ in stone? Could we go it all alone, and can we all condone our common sadness? Think of Aztecs looking east, "...A bearded savior? Start the feast!", but surprise! Psychotic Christians flogging madness!

We hear of Ford the "Gun Nut"—advised he's got a 'wide butt', and how he hangs with *scuts* and "wacko losers." But he finished up at College, and he used his master's knowledge... ...to complicate the "business" of abusers!

That's what I would plan to do, our Constitution through and through — you'd remove it from my view? You scabrous flunky! The stuff that you comport wouldn't stand in any court!  Though you call yourself a *sport*? Your shtick is funky.

You write what you think sells, and the fair play goes to hell; you've got yours so *it's* just swell; you're so revolting. But you're the one to go down first, you're the first to feel thirst, you're the first to court despair beyond consoling.

Retired from the courts —John's a cop of sorts— Republican in quarts, and mourning justice? Hell, he sounds just like my dad, and it kind of makes me mad, yes, more than merely sad at this injustice."

See, it seems they call him crazy 'cause he's not the least bit lazy on the subject of those hazy "UFOs."  Yes, he thinks that some touch down; he thinks they're underground; at denial of these "facts" he thumbs his nose.

Well, the Suffolk county boys should gather up their bully toys — and make a similar noise to label me. I've similar beliefs, and know there's no relief, as the 'man', that slick-mouthed thief, destroys our freedoms.

Yes — I am made of sterner stuff and I have had, now, quite enough... and I rise, a little rough and piqued by rage. Unrepentant, I decry the system's mixing truth and lies so the former is denied... the latter praised!



Think about it! Have the Suffolk county boys established the beginnings of legal precedent for a contention regarding a "flying saucer incarceration"? Believe in flying saucers, friend, and be unfit to stand trial, — be thrust apart from the "protection" of law and its "due process"?
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Where did John Ford get the radium?  Was it radium of a minute quantity to calibrate recent radiation detectors Ford had recently procured for his research?
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Conspiracy recorded on audio tape?  Even presuming the actuality of such a conversation between the men, what if Ford — "lik[ing] to talk about what he would do to [even imagined enemies?]", and not KNOWING about perhaps PLANTED radium in his pickup... ...what if he was encouraged, by the police employed 'wire', to fantasize about same in the manner similar to the way you could with me if you told me I could press a little red button in your outstretched palm and watch Pat Robertson's porcine head explode on network television?!  Even now I scramble for that button in my mind [sardonic grin]!
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Let's explore that a little.  How much concern am I to have for the prerogatives and sensibilities of a man who would gloat heartily at his "Lord's justice being done," as I was beaten to death by members of his cack-witted crowd for not validating the God he makes in his own image... to do his bidding — prosecute his loathsome, regressive, woman hating, and freedom destroying agendas.
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  ...Or perhaps it is not acceptable for me to make such an expression of fear and loathing even when our lovely Doctor Robertson makes every indication that I should be *dispatched*, as I point out above, in even crueler fashions for failing to validate his pestilent faith with my respect... ...and on national television, too! That I should have to die ignobly to feed the "God" of HIS imagination and interpretation … or yours, reader — even mine, but especially Suffolk County's!
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John Ford suffers a similar bigotry prosecuted to what turned out to be REAL, read convicted in turn, criminals, not just willing ones like Robertson!  Is not that the REAL madness!
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Restore John Ford!
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Sunday, July 18, 2010

...Obnoxious Conscience...


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Oh, I know that I'm obnoxious. Conscience usually is. Sixty-two, I've made conclusions the "invested" would dismiss.  Though not a bleeding liberal, mind, but progressive to be sure... ...I feel the "game's" unfairly played and gravid with manure!

See, a corporate's "individual," and very self-involved; it is in fact a personage, and treated such I'm told.  A corporate will has further reach; immortal, it endures!  Evolving to self-regulate, it stands apart assured.  See, there's no one on the blame line.  Nobody takes "the fall."  Rampant reptiles rule the roost to write self-serving law.

I accept that these are "criminals."  I accept they should be blamed for a lack of real innocence that the rest of us might claim. Though, mine's a sword that cuts two ways, and just as well for both. Who IS the primal criminal, and then we see the joke!

See, the *system* goes beyond its pale and trifles with the LIVES (!) of those who *inconvenience* them I've learned we could despise. These men don't walk among us... abide like you and me. They do not fly the same blue sky that's free for them, you see?

They tally up their ill got gain they've stolen from your children; ne'er hesitate to obfuscate enigma that's been building. THIRTY THOUSAND starve each day to lube these privileged lives. These are the length and breadth and depth — the substance, I despise. Point them out as you can find them — they're the ones you should deplore! They've sealed the fate of one who "asked" ... You guessed it! Johnny Ford!

You want to hear real foolishness you're expected to believe? The strangest thing that anyone could think of or conceive? Bad enough for one man's madness —..."Ray" emitting toothpaste!?!— but we're to buy that THREE conspired; that's madness in a royal state!

THREE men were that stupid? Three men "thought" that way? Three men left their brains at home, then thought they'd get away? Nonsense is my proffer! Nonsense! I decry! Three engaged this foolishness? Then pigs and monkeys fly!

I've said it since and I've pled in cantabile: the whole of this mess just defines new banality! I suspect it's a "...put up...," ... elitist skulduggery, the facts of this case are insane; its check's rubbery!

It's a dog that won't hunt! It's a brick... shy a load. It’s a mire of "old boys," torpedoes, and toads! Who are these *doctors* who claimed John "unfit"? Where is their consult, did they make it up quick? Let's ALL hear the TAPE of the "STING" operation. Let's ALL hear John laugh at the "show" they were making!

John — just keep your head; maintain a control. You'll, yet, be released from their cruel, unjust hole. You'll once again walk on your "canvass of streets" (!), stitching dark evidence into cloth from deceit? You'll campaign, a warrior, banishing night... ...once again my friend; it's your honor ... your right!




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Folks, we celebrate the protagonists of Miguel de Cervantes — or used to! John Ford, you are a grand bastard even as you tilted at the real dragons neatly camouflaged as those same windmills! You're not to be blamed for your victimization in any way.  You knew they were dragons all along.
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Too, you thought you lived in America! We've all discovered it is not. Lately, John, even the illusion of it wears thin...
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One would prefer, of course, to believe that these "machines" of local government generally act in ethical, inclusive, and even handed ways — but, like the infamous Suffolk County of  New York, too often they do not.  Many individuals get ground up in the gears of cruel mechanizations to fuel short-term elitist goals of self-made monsters — mammals reverting back to the reptilian!  These aforementioned and caustic goals readily detract from the ethical behavior of all concerned! 
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...But who does what to whom, first?
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We've heard all the cloying tales of "cold fusion," "zero point" energy capture — the "over-unity" engines and like devises. We hear rumors of miraculous cures for incurable disease from endangered plants, or simple paints that stop all electromagnetic radiation. These enigmas are never adequately discredited, and reappear from time to time with tantalizing and teasing regularity. All of these anomalies—UFOs and ancillaries of same—we hear about, but never quite realize? They share a characteristic, perhaps, that dooms the aforementioned elitist.
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See? The aforementioned anomalies all point back to the potential for an actualization of individual autonomy and constructively dissolved, if errant, cultural boundaries. Let me say that again; they all point back to a potential actualization of more individual autonomy!
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That's the key point. Punch in.
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Individual autonomy is, and always has been, dangerous to the man who must keep you on his meter to keep you in control. An autonomous person is not a controlled person.
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You say individual subjugation can't happen in America? Where is America lately, reader?  Consider, a corporate leaning Supreme Court has recently assured, 5 to 4, that Corporations without equal responsibility, equal accountability, equal dependability, equal blame-ability or equal liability, can elect our leadership down to the lowest levels... to serve them .
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Consequently, I don't think it likely it can happen efficiently anywhere else, anymore. Washington, Hamilton, and Jefferson et. al. wrote the rules like that from the very beginning. Take a turn through Jefferson's Federalist Papers #10, if you don't believe me. Find out the real reasons for Shay's Rebellion.
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Didn't we recently have a, first appointed, then fraudulently re-elected United States President declare that the Constitution was "...just a Goddamned piece of paper"? Yes. Yes we did.
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"America's spirit" has always been about protecting the 'haves' from the 'have nots'," says Dr. Michael Parenti of Harvard University. Left wing wacko? Perhaps. ....But, one with six books crammed full of primary citations. Do the math, reader, and follow your heart.
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Back at the ranch, John Ford would have what he does not now have : freedom, a government of fidelity, straight answers —"though heavens fall"— to the intriguing questions of our time, and the restoration of his good and honorable name! The "man" will work hard to keep these things from him, and us. ...and you, reader.
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And any one of our number who points a finger at John Ford in desultory, insulting, or titillating criticism points THREE fingers back at themselves. Be shamed!  Ford's politics, manner, priority, or appearance are not the issue in this matter. His circumstances (he's cleaner than ANY of the Bushes, I'm betting), and extremely suspect incarceration, ARE.
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RESTORE John Ford!
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Sunday, July 04, 2010

...Who Starts The Fire...



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With apology to Billy Joel…
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Flying saucers, small grey men — folks abducted ... not pretend. Saucer duels? Ford's not free, Mitchell, Hall, and Sitchin — see? Maytag washers, life on Mars, baby ET's plastic jars. Stanton Friedman, Jacques Vallee — only guessing on their knees...

We didn't start the fire;
it was always burning and we're never learning...
We didn't start the fire;
it was always burning and we're never learning...

Message traffic disappears; end time talk is full and near; comets fly across our skies and take those persons living lies. Johnny Ford is painted nuts. Still, we're mute; we've got no guts. Watch and all reports come in; saucers fly for sure, my friend!

We didn't start the fire;
we're never learning so we're keeping it burning ...
We didn't start the fire;
we're never learning so we're keeping it burning ...

CIA gives self-reports, laughing up my sleeve, I snort. Agents give kids drugs to sell. I wish these Agents fulsome hells. Uni-bombers and McVeigh, sure and they have hell to pay — but we're not hearing all the facts, just the *phacts* to stay the "track"!

We didn't start the fire,
and the fire's still burning... because we're not learning.
We didn't start the fire,
and the fire's still burning... because we're not learning.

Laying gutted, breached, and gored... on the knives of landed lords, in a cell that you'd deplore, lies the frame of Johnny Ford. Lost and most alone is he, he who worked to set us free (?); soon it is they'll come for YOU! What will, then, you think to do?

We didn't start the fire,
but it's churning burning's confusing our learning.
We didn't start the fire,
but it's churning burning's confusing our learning.

Heard it first on old Art Bell, deformed frogs, and cells from hell. Corporate madness gives offence, Suffolk County's made no sense... Hoaxes, frauds, and misdirection coming to an intersection, bearing down like there's no blessing! Here it comes! It's most distressing!

We didn't start the fire, but, still, it is burning...
...and still we're not learning.
We didn't start the fire, but, still, it is burning...
...and still we're not learning.
Stanton Friedman, one whom I respect, observed to me that our government might need to have some secrets. A Republic (he says, though I would argue oligarchy), requiring immunity from the *lone crazy* an accommodating democracy "suffers," needs to keep secrets from its enemies.

I can only offer that our now too often un-elected, and so then unconstitutional government —a government warned against by many notable Americans from Abraham Lincoln through Dwight Eisenhower to Edgar Mitchell— has so far and away abused that prerogative that the original reasons requiring that secrecy is straining relevancy! 

See? They've abused their relevance where they gladly betray their sworn charter to protect and serve the Constitution, and by extension, us!  Secrecy must presume that it NOT be practiced only where the greedy needs of the few are facilitated.

It's that bad.

It's a corporate driven government and a private wheel of shadows making more wheeling shadows, confirms Richard Dolan!  This puts the weaves of our social systems, he points out, at risk! Moreover, it's plainly NOT the persons who are ground up in corporate wheels making the shadows — they only endure them even as they believe they are served by them!  These are the persons poisoned, disabled, or killed outright at Area 51— ...or walled away like our own John Ford. The wheel grinds its way to you and I, good reader. Search your heart.

It is an unjust wheel, I'll wager confidently. It is a wheel we would not remotely energize if we knew what was required to keep its psychopathic roll.  A soul is legal tender in this contract with reptiles to power dehumanizing wheels facilitating the ongoing death of the aforementioned Republic.

To wit: A meltdown of the current system in its present form is abundantly forecast and probably inevitable. It is unfortunate that the reptilian minority most "inconvenienced," if largely unaffected by this meltdown I add, has to make it so tough on the majority... that is the rest of us!

Why not a controlled melt-down now in a time of relative prosperity when we have the extra wealth to weather the possible storm — grease for the dry socket that is not really required by the approaching future bearing down upon us like a train... Do it now coming out of this current disaster — in a year the dust will have settled a little and we will all be on much firmer ground.

We'll be READY for the next winter! Think of it fellow motes! We could be ready for far more than a mere winter!

Consider! We enter a time when we become more and more afraid of our government when the only government that remotely works is the government that is contrarily afraid of its people! We must have firmer ground with regard to our government, you and I, as regards a very necessary informed consent; it's the only place one can find any real and lasting satisfaction.  It is a place of bi-directional cultural respect bridging gaps between classes —a conduit between the left and right halves of Bell curves— and the only place we should be compelled to stand.  Mammalian institutions are preferred to reptillian ones for obvious reasons.  Lizard's institutions are not evolved and non-evolving.  These would de-evolve.

Restore John Ford.