On hating people, punishing goodness, you know, Fauci-type stuff

“Evil will always triumph over good, because good is dumb.” (Dark Helmet, Spaceballs (1987 Mel Brooks movie)

Beneath the fold here, for those of that kind of bent, is a musical piece, Opus 84 by Ludwig Van Beethoven, otherwise known as Egmont. It is the overture only, about eleven minutes. We were just listening to it today as we traveled up into the hills to view the change of colors.

Egmont is based on a play by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe of the same name. The reason I bring it here is not to go all hoity toity on you, but rather because I read the play some time back, and can only now place it in perspective.

In the play, Lamoral, Count of Egmont, is introduced to us via his aides, making decisions that affect the people he governs. He is eminently generous, kind, and fair. When it is suggested to him, for instance, that he can raise additional needed revenue by taxing pensioners, he notes that pensioners probably have more need for the money than him. These words, to my knowledge, have never been uttered in real life by any taxing authority anywhere.

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MM Mailing it in

On September 26 Miles W. Mathis linked us to a piece called 30 Facts You Need to Know: Your Covid Cribsheet. It is originally posted at OffGuardian. It is a nice little compendium of things that have been discussed here and elsewhere for months, but it is also troubling. Here are some of the 30 Facts:

1. The survival rate of “Covid” is over 99%. Government medical experts went out of their way to underline, from the beginning of the pandemic, that the vast majority of the population are not in any danger from Covid.

3. “Covid death” counts are artificially inflated. Countries around the globe have been defining a “Covid death” as a “death by any cause within 28/30/60 days of a positive test”. Removing any distinction between dying of Covid, and dying of something else after testing positive for Covid will naturally lead to over-counting of “Covid deaths”. British pathologist Dr John Lee was warning of this “substantial over-estimate” as early as last spring. Other mainstream sources have reported it, too.

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Sunday sidebar

A courageous act

Travis Mateer (aka the poet Willilam Skink) did something very courageous and, in my mind, perfectly logical. There was a pro-abortion gathering on the courthouse lawn in Missoula, Montana, where he lives. With a megaphone, no less, he asked the gathering if they also supported his right not to be vaccinated, our bodies, our temples, all of that.

They do not. Read the short piece, Their Body and Their Hypocritical Choice, if you get a chance. He closes out with some justified righteous indignation.


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The John Birch Society, alive and well?

Based on my memory of where we lived at the time, remembering our living-room as the site, in 1973 I hosted a meeting of the John Birch Society (JBS). I only did that once, and my reasons for never doing it again, never participating again, had more to do with a lack of moral courage than anything about them. In my youthful and naive political state, I felt they were on to the right messages, but that I would be stigmatized by belonging and participating. For a brief while I had a bumper sticker supporting JBS, but when my older brother Steve snickered at it and me, it went away.

First, a brief history of JBS from Wikipedia. Surprisingly, it is littered with usual suspects and spook markers. The Society, founded in 1958, was named after John Birch, the “first American casualty of the Cold War.” During World War II, he was a military intelligence officer under General Claire Chennault. He was part of the “Doolittle Raid,” a subject that rings a bell but is off-topic here. In 1942, Birch, who spoke Chinese, became an Army Intelligence officer. In 1945, Birch was promoted to Captain and worked for the OSS, Office of Strategic Services, forerunner of the CIA. He led confrontations against renegade groups of Chinese Communists ordered to surrender. In one such confrontation, Birch was ordered to give up his sidearm, and refused. He was beaten and then shot, and his corpse was bayoneted.

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The Musical Industrial Complex #4

Musical Military Brats of the 1970s

(by CrankyYanky)

This installment is merely a collection that I put together based on easy-to-find Wikipedia information.  I’m sure more military connections can be made, but I’m unwilling to devote the time toward that endeavor.  Nothing earth-shattering here, but it’s still somewhat surprising to me considering that I used to believe that music and the military were mutually exclusive and at odds with each other.

Of course, It could be argued that many men were in the military during WWII and that these musicians may have renounced their parent’s military leanings.  Valid arguments, but It matters little because I’m not trying to prove anything or change anybody’s opinion.  It should already be abundantly clear that the entire entertainment industry is comprised of elites and military intelligence operatives who do not have our best interests at heart.  I wouldn’t even cross the street to fart in their general direction, and I’m sure they feel the same about us.

ELTON JOHN AND MICHAEL CAINE APPEAR IN COMIC COVID VACCINE AD https://www.nbcnews.com/video/elton-john-michael-caine-appear-in-comic-covid-vaccine-ad-100789317733

ELTON JOHN:   His father served in the Royal Air Force (having risen to the rank of sergeant, he was commissioned in May 1944, rising to squadron leader and serving at RAF Basrah in Iraq in 1949.)  

 Throughout the decade of the 70s, Elton’s musical producer/handler was a man named Angus ‘Gus’ Boyd Dudgeon. Their collaboration is considered one of the most successful artist-producer pairings, with Dudgeon “guiding” John throughout the decade.

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Some more discussion of forest fires …

There was a discussion in the post below wherein Ms. Cynthia J. Laughery chimed in with the following comment regarding Climate Change and forest fires. She lives in Oregon.

You may be certifiable to anyone living in Oregon.
“Climate Change is absolutely based on nothing. I tell people all they have to do is stick their heads outside and look around and see that nothing is changing.” Seriously? I’m new here, but I’ve lived in southern Oregon in the forest for over thirty years and have seen the drought come up from California for the last ten years, with the trees now dying at an alarming rate….not from beetles or other critters/pathogens but from lack of deep water in the aquafers, rivers, lakes and streams due to NO RAINFALL OR SNOW PACK of significance. What was once a six foot deep snow winter is now a light snow twice in a three month season that may not stick at all, and if it does, stays overnight, then melts off. The 100 year old trees are shedding needles and branches all the way up.

If you are going to tell me there is no such thing as climate change and I’m frigging living in it, looking at it, and just spent TWO MONTHS in summer with doors and windows shut, three air purifiers going 24/7, what other lies would you care to spout before I remove myself from a subscription that begins with ‘the king has a new set of clothes’? Believe you or my own eyes? Do you write at the behest of a fossil fuel corporation of just own a hedge fund?You may be certifiable to anyone living in Oregon.
“Climate Change is absolutely based on nothing. I tell people all they have to do is stick their heads outside and look around and see that nothing is changing.” Seriously? I’m new here, but I’ve lived in southern Oregon in the forest for over thirty years and have seen the drought come up from California for the last ten years, with the trees now dying at an alarming rate….not from beetles or other critters/pathogens but from lack of deep water in the aquafers, rivers, lakes and streams due to NO RAINFALL OR SNOW PACK of significance. What was once a six foot deep snow winter is now a light snow twice in a three month season that may not stick at all, and if it does, stays overnight, then melts off.

The 100 year old trees are shedding needles and branches all the way up.
If you are going to tell me there is no such thing as climate change and I’m frigging living in it, looking at it, and just spent TWO MONTHS in summer with doors and windows shut, three air purifiers going 24/7, what other lies would you care to spout before I remove myself from a subscription that begins with ‘the king has a new set of clothes’? Believe you or my own eyes? Do you write at the behest of a fossil fuel corporation of just own a hedge fund?

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The Power of Propaganda

The power of propaganda is  to make something of nothing, but to do it so well that it puts people in a state of fear and keeps them there. I’ve been around a long time, maybe not as long as Clint Eastwood, and it has been going on my entire life. Covid is just the latest episode of a propaganda power play, well thought out years in advance and designed to scare the bejesus out of everyone. I was aghast at how much planning went into that scam. That’s well known to readers here.

Climate Change is just a little bit short of Covid power, and, like Covid, is absolutely based on nothing. I tell people all they have to do is stick their heads outside and look around and see that nothing is changing. But they do not listen, and anyway do not think their own thoughts. They believe in “experts.” The fear agitprop about climate has been going on since the late 1980s. To date, not one prediction made by any climate scientist or agent has come to fruition. It is simply stunning … the results they can achieve with televised news and fake science over real evidence.

I am writing this in order to demonstrate the power of honest information. I just got back from my daily tour of Watts Up With That, Anthony Watts’ web page, probably the most read climate science blog on the planet. He puts out an amazing amount of material, and has been at it for years. Today as I read I saw four really important articles right on the front page. So I am providing links, just for the hell of it during my period of self-quarantine leading up to very minor surgery on Thursday. I took a PCR test yesterday at 9AM, and by 8PM last night had the result, negative. I was far more worried about that than a hernia. Anyway, I ramble.

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Friday tidbits

Stephers puts so much effort into per posts, giving them a long-lasting quality. They are still drawing comments months after posting. When she called her most recent “Part 10 of 10” I was somewhat concerned that she would not be writing anymore. However, she says that she is not done, just done with that particular series. She has much to offer, and will continue to write. For that I am thankful. Continue reading “Friday tidbits”

Norm MacDonald is gone

I love comedy and good comedians. It is a terribly difficult profession, and those who succeed usually have years of struggle under their belt. The funniest man of my lifetime, and it is always subjective, was Mel Brooks. He was famous in years before I came of age for being the 2000 year old man, interviewed by Carl Reiner. Comedy is subjective, as I said, and I never found that bit funny. But Blazing Saddles? Hilarious! Brooks seemed to thrive in visual medium, as with Space Balls where, when teleported from one room to another, looked down and found his ass was on the front instead of the back. He chided his staff for not telling him how big it was.

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The lighter side

Since the last post might appear to be a personal attack on Big Swede, who came here to attack us, I thought it best to maybe put up something quick and let it fall into the background. I am currently involved in going through old photos, reasons for that I won’t discuss, but nonetheless fun. My wife and I are in our 27th year, and it has been unending adventure. I spent part of today looking for a photo of me in the Beartooth Mountains of Montana, where we crossed a stream that had a bridge, but it had collapsed. She took the photo as I hopped over without going in. I think I have lost the photo, from the 90s, when everything was still film. I had written on the back of the photo the caption beneath the photo which I dredged up on the Internet today, a foot bridge that had collapsed in Prague. It is my sense of humor, take it or leave it.

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