ITheory of murder
I start from the basis of the theory that James Paul McCartney is dead since September 1966 and that he was intentionally.
I do not get involved in theories such as, many doubles, twin brother or that he is alive. Nor do I get involved in comparisons of faulized photos that flood the web or in declarations of the same faul who does not know their own history. All this has no chance of integrating into the context of the environment that surrounded the Beatles until 66 and has prevailed to this day, which explains why the lie is still valid.
A premeditated death must have a motive, a cause. It’s a matter of thinking, who has the power to keep a lie for so many years. Faul alone could never have done it. He was only fortunate in having some resemblance to the victim, he was selected, his reward was adjudging property, money and fame of a deceased. And he keeps working for them.
The intellectual authors are those who have much to gain, and for them winning is not money, it is power. They have their plans and if some get in these, they eliminate them. The world is full of these examples.
The music industry is just one of the many ways they use to achieve their desires. They just have to find those who have the potential to serve their plans.
In those days the plan was to manipulate the youth, with music and drugs to instill ideologies.In this context the Beatles were found when they became famous and were targeted. First they would involve them in any way and make them try LSD. Three of them gave in and were caught, but not one of them. The result is PID. (Salvador Leopoldo Vanda Soler)
I remember the date, November 7, 2016 because it was the day before the presidential election. I was driving down into Denver, and turned on the radio. When the other channels are nothing but ads, and it is between 10 A.M. and 1 P.M., I often tune into Rush Limbaugh.
On this particular day, Rush was going on about oddities in the election campaigns. He said the Trump rallies were always full and enthusiastic, while Hillary Clinton’s were not. He went on and on about that and other signs, and I did not know what he was doing or why. Like most people, I assumed Clinton was the anointed one. After all, we had a black president, so it was time for a woman.
I’m sure many of our “baby boomer” friends will remember the soap ads from the 1950s and 60s. Clean was big business then, clean was beautiful, and nobody wanted to stink. B.O. (body odor) was a hot topic thanks to decades of marketing.
Dial wasn’t the first “deodorant” soap, but it was the first one that didn’t smell like turpentine or paint thinner – oh, I’m talkin’ “Lifebuoy.” Lifebuoy, originally made by Lever Bros. (now Unilever) in England, has been around since 1895. The smell was phenol, a compound made with carbolic acid extracted from coal tar. To fight B.O. you could instead smell like an auto body repair shop.
Dial, named for its “round-the-clock” anti-B.O. protection (from perspiration), was introduced in 1948 by Armour Co. (yes, the meat-packers) in Chicago. Armour had made tallow-based laundry soap since 1888. With the help of some clever chemists, Armour added hexachlorophene, or G-11 or AT-7. How about those numbers? Continue reading “A Good Clean Kill, And Other Beauty Secrets”
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I had an embarrassing evening, a burst of excited energy shared with others followed by “Oops!” I eagerly contacted the other writers and a couple of friends of the blog to tell them that our work on Janis Joplin had disappeared! It had not. It was just buried under many other pieces in the blog search engine. Following some chardonnay, I realized that I was excited for two reasons – one that someone cared enough to mess with our work, as when my Magic Bulldozer piece on Dennis Washington disappeared.
But the other was that I was going to be able to do the work again. It is the kind of stuff I really enjoy, discovery using my own talent rather than relying on others, and in the Joplin case, also that of our friend Straight. This morning, headache aside, I decided that I wanted to do the work again anyway. I have fresher insight into these matters now than two years ago when the original post, “A Piece of Two Hearts?” appeared.
Zero-Cut No Commercial Logging again? A quarter century after it became the banner and guiding star for much of the grassroots forest movement, and then over a decade of semi-retirement, the campaign for this legislation is trying to mount a national revival. My question is simple: Is it the best strategy for a collapsed forest movement, daily confronting the debacle of rapidly increasing logging and roadbuilding in the national forests?
The combination of President Trump and an overtly hostile Republican-controlled Congress has shocked the grassroots, non-collaboration forest movement. Awakening from over a decade of a sort of slumber, these forest defense activists are daily burning up internet chat rooms with news chronicling cascading losses in Agriculture and Interior Department rules, regulations, administrative edicts, and newly-passed laws and congressional riders that roll back decades of environmental laws and court victories.
They are stunned to see the reality that their strategy of timber sales appeals and lawsuits are no longer holding back the bulldozers and chain saws of the timber industry and its U.S. Forest Service puppet. As they ponder these mounting losses, they watch their local forests logged with increasing ferocity, a comprehensive assault on public lands with transgressions that few imagined they would live to see. Continue reading “Campaign of Illusions: Where the Zero Cut Movement to Save the National Forests Went Wrong”
Last evening I participated as one of five presenters in a live-audience, multi-media discussion/presentation with a group of foresters, a smoke jumper and State of Montana’s tourism specialist in the Dept. of Commerce. The topic was “Can we manage wildfire; Should we manage wildfire.” As the lone “tree-hugger” on the stage, I tried to probe other panel members for the reasons for their beliefs – most believed in management as a “solution” to our wildfire “problem.” Needless to say, the anthropocentric viewpoint predominated.
Soldiering on, I tried very hard to interject a few self-evident truths about nature and fire’s natural role in the continuous mystery of life in its many forms. When cornered with truth, however, the other participants simply lied to escape reality. I’m sure they believed their lies, but even to the live audience lying seemed obvious, but generally an acceptable answer to a confrontation with an inescapable truth. Continue reading “Trial by Fire”
This post is written to accomplish three objectives.
- I needed to satisfy myself that the actor known as “Eva Perón” was indeed one person, and not a composite. I went looking for twins and body doubles.
- I needed to understand who the second “mother” was in the Ciccone family photographs. It took a second set of eyes, those of Richard once more, to solve that mystery.
- I need to put this project to bed and get on with my life. Here’s hoping.
As to the use of names like “Eva Perón, “Silvio Ciccone,” “Madonna Fortin,” and of course, the singer known as “Madonna,” we have no idea who they are or what their real names are. I use those labels for convenience, nothing more. All the world’s a stage.
So off we go once more. You might be surprised, no, shocked, at Richard’s discovery. Continue reading “Eva Perón: Another shoe drops”