” Say what you like about my bloody murderous government,’ I says, ‘but don’t insult me poor bleedin’ country.” Edward Abbey, A Voice Crying in the Wilderness (Vox Clamantis in Deserto) (1990)
With all the recent focus on peerage and landed gentry of the United States, and linkages back to distinguished, royal families of Great Britain, it seems to me that it all comes down to blood.
But how much do we understand about the blood in our own bodies? For example, which organ of the human body is most responsible for controlling blood pressure? Most people, when asked, simply do not know. Not surprisingly, this important fact is not part of most public-education curriculum. Continue reading “Bloody good blood.”→
Just for benefit of old-timers, here are the details of our new blog format. We currently have four writers, and their work can now be accessed directly by clicking on the links either at the top of this page, or at the left side.
I am grateful to JC, an infrequent commenter (and severe critic), for finding the original of this blog post in the Wayback Machine. I originally published in on 4/13/17, and then like all blog material, it faded into obscurity. I was working on a piece on John Brown, the Civil War agent provocateur, and noticed that part of his public stage play was a hostage event. One of the hostages was Lewis Washington, George’s g-grand-nephew. That does not happen, of course – bloodliners are not taken hostage, not for real. But they do occasionally allow their names to be used in fake events, as with Frank Sinatra, Jr. and Patty Hearst. So too must have Lewis allowed his name to be used.
Now that the blog is a diversified format, now that the other writers can be front and center, I want to do something I have long wanted to do … something off-topic. It is not about politics or public hoaxes. It is about a person I think of as a friend, no, not a friend, but the love of my life. Her name is Karla.
[Note: This will be our last post in this format. By midday tomorrow, a new format that allows immediate access to all our writers and their work will be used. ]
This is an attempt to come up with a set of criteria by which we can judge whether a terrorist event is real or fake. I put together a list of behaviors by police, medical and news people.
Several mornings each week I drive to a nearby gym, and on the way pass the massive facility that houses school buses. Even though we live in a mountain community, we are in the heavily populated foothills of Denver. These buses take our thousands of kids to their various institutions each day, a phenomenon our writer Steve Kelly calls “warehousing.” If only they could be set free, but what to do with them?
I want to get a link up to this post by Josh, Was the Yitzhak Rabin Assassination a Hoax before we have another mass shooting event. This one is featured at the Mathis site, so probably doesn’t need any boosting, but it is interesting.
Numeric signals, I know, are a matter of uncertainty with readers here. I have wondered if I merely find what I am looking for … confirmation bias, but they are too prevalent and consistent, way too predictable.
We had a mass murder last night in Denver last night. A man supposedly walked into a Walmart and just started shooting people. He hit three, they all died. He was a very good shot. [He fired thirty shots, hit three people. Got it?]
The photo of Ostrem, whose name appears scrubbed at Geni.com, has been bugging me. Do you notice, as I do, a different shading of skin color around the eyes? It is almost as if they have inserted a pair of sinister and close-set eyes in the photo. Or, he could have an occupation that requires he wears goggles … welder? Aviator? Does he wear a hat for a living that keeps his high forehead covered? And what is with the pink cardigan and high collar – it looks effeminate, almost as if they pasted his head on a woman’s shoulders.
But overall, this photo does strongly resemble that if the man leaving a store down below. Keep in mind that we make assumptions when watching news, and don’t verify. The photo of this man and the man below being the same man only means that they are the same man, and not that this man committed any crimes, or that the photo below was taken at WalMart in Thornton. Maybe it was, but we need to verify details, something that is never done with news broadcasts. People just accept them at face. If this is a fake event, both photos could have been taken anywhere, anytime.
The above video is part one of three by Richard C. Hall, a British television personality and researcher. It is 49 minutes, and the first fourteen are unrelated. He then introduces Neil Sanders. The two episodes that follow are of shorter length.
Home Run Derby was a television show that aired for one season back in 1960, ending abruptly when the announcer died of a heart attack. The show pitted two major league sluggers against each other for a chance to win 2 g’s. Two grand in that era was perhaps 5 to 10 percent of a ballplayer’s salary so the best and the biggest participated. Mickey, Willie, Hank etc. In that arrangement, the pitcher, a retread former hash slinger from the minors, tossed eat me lobs at these hall of famers and in all of the couple dozen or more contests that aired into the summer, no one really went crazy, as Aaron Judge did in this year’s derby at the all star game in wherever the hell it was held. In an hour plus, Judge hit something like fifty homers to win by a wide margin. In 1960, Jackie Jensen, a real piece of work that guy, managed a show best total of only 14 taters in his contest. Continue reading “Tipping one’s hand”→
The photo of Ostrem, whose name appears scrubbed at 
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