Musical crap factories

Traveling and hiking in Switzerland there has been one constant: bad music. A few days ago we were waiting on a tram and did not feel we could leave the building and chance missing it. We felt like prisoners in a psychiatric ward undergoing torture. It was loud, and one bad singer after another assaulted our ears, often enough that throaty and emotive teen-something girl pouring out her deep and bitter angst.

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Mary Sheehy Moe, baton twirler and … controlled opposition

This is written on an iPhone, so will be mercifully short. We are off the Haute Route, tired and smug and self-satisfied, two people in our late sixties climbing and descending thousands of feet, crossing a glacier with fast-running streams and icy banks, enduring seemingly endless rock slides, some unsettled. Magnificent views we had, and wonderful people we met, and we are tired.

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When unspoken is best left that way

“But if I really say it,
The radio won’t play it,
Unless I lay it between the lines.”
(Dave Dixon, Noel Paul Stookey, James Mason, “I Did Rock and Roll Music,” Performed by Peter, Paul and Mary)

The above lamentation is from a song from the early 1970s that has not weathered well. Artists named in it, Donovan, the Mamas and Papas, are relegated now to “oldies” radio stations. Those are disappearing now, along with the listeners.

There was pressure during that time to be free of censorship, usually concerning sex. In fact, there was a group from that time period, The Fugs, that simply bypassed the censors and let fly with masterpieces such as “Boobs a Lot” and “I Feel Like Homemade Shit.” We can easily see here how censorship restrained profound artistic expression.

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Smedley Butler, call your office. Someone is on to you …

The Bogus Business Plot: Part 2: Smedley Butler, The Lying Quaker

The revered general who saved FDR from Wall Street takes a pounding as Josh undresses him in Part Two of his essay. Butler, like John F. Kennedy,  John McCain, John Kerry and others who came to prominence via military heroism, turns out to be a paper tiger whose exploits were phony.

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Boston Marathon, nodisinfo.com, Dave McGowan and limited hangouts

The website nodisinfo.com is not listed in the blogroll on the right, nor will it be any time soon. I do not know what to make of it. I first ran across it when I began looking into the Boston Marathon Bombing hoax. It was there I first encountered clear color photos of the actors in the Marathon bombing, such as the one below.

Boston

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Recommended reading: Faith Dealers

“Kevin,” in the past has spent tedious and long hours investigating the background of celebrities. This link takes you to the first of four papers in that series. (Hint: no one gets famous on talent alone, and often enough talent is not even a requirement. Right, Damon? Affleck?

He turns his sights now on a rich vein for exploration, evangelists, faith healers, preachers. The paper is called Faith Dealers, and I hope more research follows. In this first segment he takes down a woman who held me enthralled until her highly improbable (and likely fake) death on 12/25/2015 – Dorothy M. Murdock, or Acharya S. It turns out she’s part of the peerage, just another a spook. I always found her writing tedious and over-referenced, and now I know why – it was committee work. She was just a front for another Intelligence operation.

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Columbine: Not a tear was shed for victims (Conclusion)

How did they pull it off?

  • In the 28-second video above, note how the evacuation of the cafeteria is so blurry that no faces can be made out. Also, it is very hard to make out faces of Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold in the cafeteria. In fact, at 24 seconds, if you can freeze it there, see if you agree that Klebold’s face has been blurred. Harris, on the other hand, usually has his back to us.

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Columbine: Not a tear was shed for the victims (Part six)

Bowling for Columbine

This movie helped me realize that Michael Moore, film maker, is a spook and complete fraud. I watched it many years ago, and assumed it was a plea for gun control. Only later do I understand, thanks to the good company I keep here at this blog in the other writers and commenters, that each attempt to promote gun control results in a surge in gun sales. That is probably the objective. Even if armed, the American population in its deeply ignorant state is easily managed and presents no threat to the state.

As for the movie, as I moved from scene to scene, I slowly began to understand Moore’s technique: Staged ambushes. Every scene is contrived, and every participant in the movie knows it. I have seen his other movies, and won’t see them again. But if B4C is contrived top to bottom and end to end, so too must be the others. After all, how else did Moore gain access to the mainstream if not himself a spook?

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Columbine: Not a tear was shed for the victims (Part five)

At the end of part four of this series, our heroes Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris had entered the school library. They did so at 11:29, a spook number (yet another way of writing “11” twice or “11” and “911”, which tells the entire world community of spooks, Freemasons, intelligence operatives and wealthy scions with inside connections that the event is fake.)

The scale of this event is breathtaking. As I have worked on it these past weeks I have felt over-matched. Just as with 911 itself, the amount of planning, the actors involved on low and high levels, the cooperation of the media and law enforcement is intimidating. No one will believe this. Or, as skeptics are so proud of saying, “Someone would have talked.”

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