Tenure is fake … too

My path of inquiry over the decades has been a slow and fascinating journey towards understanding that has more and more isolated me from the regular community. I don’t care about that, not that I like isolation, but rather that objective reality all by itself is a fascinating subject that moves me, thrills me, and gives me reason to keep writing. If I were to walk the path of a thousand clowns, I’d have a thousand followers.

In the comment thread below one guy trying to pigeonhole me, saying that I am only interested in “acolytes.” I assume he meant “accolades.” Were that true, since I am a fairly decent writer, I could attain them. You merely write for the crowd. Dan Brown perfected that technique.

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Costa Rica is wired … More than US

We are at a resort at the base of Mt. Arenal, an active volcano. It is quite lovely here. Our friends are birders and are being treated to birds never seen before, and the pools are a choice of very warm to modestly cool, all flowing from a hot springs.

We we traveled through high country today as our guide talked about Costa Rica education, customs, taxes. I noticed that houses had no numbers or mailboxes. He said that there is no postal service here, that everyone pays bills on line or at the grocery store, and that houses are identified by directions from known landmarks, like centuries and museums. So if you call 911 (they have an active service), you tell the operator, for instance, to go three blocks south of the cemetery, turn left at a mango tree, and go to the third house on the right.

It works, he said. Prior to the Internet everything was handled via a central office in their towns where people paid their bills through a local official.

Internet very busy here at our resort, cannot upload photos of this beautiful spot.

The imperial tour begins…

imageWe are finally leave San Jose today, though we are on a bus tour and so will be kept to main sites, a Potemkin Village tour. Today it is a volcano, a coffee plantation, butterflies, a city tour (again) and home.

We like to lay low when we travel, or as one travel agent advised us years ago, “try not to be Americans.” We should be polite, reserved, respectful and low key, show interest in their customs, and avoid the main tourist sites if possible, and yet not be intrusive and trample on private areas. On a bus tour, however, we will only deal with other Americans and the tourist interface. Our traveling companions are indeed an aging set, so there’ll be nothing athletic going on beyond getting on and off the bus.

A commenter noted in the post below that even though Costa Rica does not have a military, it did accommodate the CIA’s secret army during the Central American wars of the Reagan era, allowing its land to be used for running drugs and weapons in and out of the country. That is the Faustian deal any colonial state must strike to survive. On the Columbian portion of our city tour two days ago, I asked the guide if the President of Costa Rica had been awarded a Nobel Peace Prize for attempting to broker a deal as the US attacked Nicaragua from the surrounding  countries. Yes indeed, he said, though his memory was not fresh in the matter.

This shows the bankruptcy of the Nobel Peace Prize, never to attain anything higher, and sinking to historical low when awarded to a certain Mr. Obama for having done nothing while planning yet more war.

Internet is crappy here today, cannot insert photos. The hotel is full, so the strain on the system is showing. Might not be able to even publish this.

A modest tour

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We took a tour of San Jose yesterday – after seeing Rome, Florence, Prague, Barcelona, not much measures up. But we did get a sense of the place. The building above is a National Museum, very modest in terms of grandeur, as are the presidential home and congressional buildings. The art museums were sparsely furnished. We spent a long time underground looking at Columbian artifacts, not my thing, but I did note that sun worship was prevalent, as in Europe, and that certain images, such as a sun eagle, were a match for the Egyptian God Horus.

One of our tour companions wants to move here, is ready for a life change, and is finding it difficult, many hoops. Despite having universal health care here, people from other countries have to buy in, so she would end up paying $700 a month, cheap by American standards. Local authorities want her to invest, but she would not be able to work here. In addition, she needs to put $60,000 in the bank and withdraw $2,500 a month to live on, and do that regularly while renewing her visa while avoiding the tag “perpetual tourist.” All very difficult.

Costa Rica has no army, has not since 1949. People wonder why they have never been invaded in that time, and the answer is seen all around in MacDonalds, Taco Bell, KFC and other American companies. They have. But they have not resisted American corporate power, and so the US military has had no need to take off the gloves. If you live like a serf, you can live in peace. Got that Nicaragua? Venezuela? None of this going your own way nonsense.

There is no poverty in the extreme, no beggars, and no extreme wealth either. Faces on the streets are mostly serious, as if needing to be somewhere quickly. Very few smiles, and those mostly in younger people. It is a large city, somewhat dirty, with bars over windows and razor wire everywhere. It is not unlike Lima, but far far more inviting and healthy than Dehli or Kathmandu, based on our brief experiences.

Voting for show

I write about this often. It is unimaginable to people that fraud is so widespread as it is, that elections, all of them, are either rigged or riggable. People cannot fathom such a thing. This is America. We send observers to backward countries to watch their elections when they should be sent here instead. We are backwards.

I could not help but notice in last night’s voting that Bernie Sanders won every caucus state, while Hillary Clinton won every electronic state except one.

It reminded me of 2012 where Ron Paul won every caucus state.

Caucuses, with their paper ballots, can be rigged too, just as elections prior to electric machines could be rigged (Truman in 1948 and JFK in 1960, for instance). But it is much harder than with an electronic counting machine. There is a higher likelihood of a clean count when there are auditable paper ballots backing up the tally.

Do I think the vote outcomes were rigged last night? Of course! As a CPA I know that where there is an opening for fraud, there is fraud. If we have no eyes on the ball, and we do not, it is even easier. I would venture that Sanders actually won every state last night except South Carolina, and that the machines gave them to Clinton. It is easy to do and therefore, is done.

Yes, it is that bad, we are that corrupt. Until you come to grips with it, it makes no difference who you support, who you vote for. It is out of your hands. Like everything else in a fake republic, voting is just for show.

Travelogue …

imageWe are in Costa Rica and will be for the coming ten days or so, the next two days on our own in San Jose. We are here with two Montana friends and will stay in the city for two days, and then join a bus tour that will have forty-four others. Most likely we’ll be seniors, though I don’t know where from. I imagine there will be walkers and canes, bladder and hearing issues, and that the bus will travel down the highway with its left blinker going.

I actually saw a sign in Florida a couple of years ago that said “Turn your blinker off.”

PhRMA: Please send money to fight Zika

See update below.

I’ve been reading various articles and listening to interviews and podcasts concerning the Zika virus. The whole thing is a nasty hoax. It is done for money (it will cost billions to develop a bacteria against a threat that does not exist) and to keep us in a state of tension (frightened people are much easier to control – that goal lay behind every hoax).

The center of the hoax is Brazil, where we now have seventeen confirmed cases of the virus being present in cases of microcephaly. The presence of the virus is meaningless, as it was first discovered in 1947, is harmless, and often present in our environment. Finding it anywhere is likely, especially if you’re looking for it, which is why it was chosen.

For it to be a real threat, it would have to be present in massive numbers and a pathway from virus to disease would have to be demonstrated. Neither criteria is satisfied.

Why Brazil? The Olympics will be there this summer, tens of thousands of people traveling there. That helps establish the need to do something, something very expensive, to remedy the situation. Now! It’s an emergency!!!

If you assume that because WHO is behind it, the threat is credible, and that because we have a burrowing news media to uncover the hoax, it would be exposed, please take note of the following:

Montana Art Revival For Kids
PO Box 77737
Belgrade, MT 59904

Please send $50 per month to that address. If you want, you can abbreviate the name of the organization on  your check: M.A.R.K.
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Update: This just landed in my email basket, from Jon Rappoport. Microcephaly has been linked to pollution from petrochemicals, according to an ongoing study at the University of Haifa. It is causing a huge uproar in Israel, where the disease is emergent. In this case then, the Zika virus is serving as a cover tool for industry, a distraction, a diversion. That too makes sense. There will be no lawsuits for a disease that is caused by nature, rather than industrial pollution.

This time it is for real

imageI encountered the above photo and quote on Facebook, where else? As I scroll down the entries there, I think man, never an original thought. It is all boilerplate cut and paste. That’s Facebook. We’re not exchanging ideas. We’re reading billboards.

Anyway, I commented on the above

“Pretty cool, especially since Teddy was a JP Morgan man.”

My comment got no likes!!!

Just so you know, Teddy Roosevelt, the “Trust Buster,” was controlled opposition, a man put in place to make sure certain interests advanced while others did not, and for whom historians have reconstructed reality. They have made him a man who acted independently of influence.

As a Morgan man, TR was charged with assuring the election of another Morgan man, and so in 1912 ran a third party campaign as a Progressive, the Bull Moose Party, to assure enough votes taken away from William Howard Taft to elect Woodrow Wilson.

Wilson then gave us the Federal Reserve, the income tax, World War I. The Morgan agenda. All of that was thanks to TR, the Trust Buster, who, incidentally, forgot to bust the Morgan trust.

Politicians are puppets on strings. All of them! Ever was it thus.

imageIn the comment string below the TR image I found this, however: Bernie Sanders.  He is running an independent campaign for president, is is under the influence of no one in particular. He just up and decided to run one day. He is no puppet, there are no strings. This time it is for real.

lucy-footballAnd that has nothing to to, nothing, with this other image that constantly comes to mind as I watch the Bernie campaign suck so many people in.

Honestly, I find it so hard to sit here and watch, as if politics were real, candidates were genuine, and there were no puppet masters.

People please, grow up.

The illusion of an educated mind

“The greatest obstacle to discovery is not ignorance – it is the illusion of knowledge.” (Daniel J. Boorstin)

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My wife and I, like so many people in this land, often watch Jeopardy in the evening. though we are bad Americans and skip over the commercials. (Commercials are often embedded in clues on that show – there is no escape.)  The show has a reputation for being brainy, bringing on smart contestants, and I suppose many of them are. But mostly they are just good at trivia.

I have thought from time to time that I might like to take a shot at getting on the show. To do so requires taking a test, and assuming I could pass that hurdle (I make no such assumption), I would have to begin a long process of study. But what to study? There are no systematic themes running through it, as categories can be anything from literature to geography to pop culture, with more emphasis on the latter. I would have to subject myself to repeated questioning about various topics, memorizing the answers, hoping that the broad knowledge would help me get lucky on the show and face a category or two with which I have some memorized knowledge.*

It is an exercise in rote memorization without ability to connect dots, think intelligently, or challenge authority and assumptions. In short, it would be like studying for the SAT. It is the American education system in microcosm.

I would like to take a sampling of people who have done well on Jeopardy, and test them on their ability to unwind American propaganda. I would quiz them on events like Vietnam, 9/11, Sandy Hook, Boston, San Bernardino, the Snowden, Manson and OJ affairs, the current hoax regarding Zika, and see if they have been able to sift and see through them. My guess would be no, that these winners exemplify the whole point of our education system, a fact-rich non-thinking environment.

Perhaps that’s why the show enjoys continuing popularity. It gives us ignorance in the form of illusion of knowledge.
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*Cliff Claven on Jeopardy(Cliff Claven, a character on the TV show Cheers, was fortunate in that all six categories on the night he appeared were about beer. He ran up a score of $22,000 in and blew it all when the Final Jeopardy question was on another topic.

Also, has anyone but me noticed that Alex Trebek is a disappointment in terms of personal engagement? After decades of exposure to trivia, he seems unable to carry on a conversation, and has at best a hokey-pokey sense of humor. I suppose that makes him perfect host for the show.

Weird scenes in Cibolo Creek Ranch

“There’s something happening here, what it is ain’t exactly clear.”

The above words, from the song For What It’s Worth, purportedly written by Stephen Stills, were taken by most to be a war protest song. In reality, it was about the Sunset Strip riots, and the object of protest was closure of a night club. That kind of confusion is not unusual, as Stills, from a military family, was never one to object to war. He even bragged to others that he was in Special Forces in Vietnam.

The words came to mind as I reviewed the events surrounding the passage of Antonin Scalia.

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