(FOR JANE & CHOMSKY)
Hamlet:
O God, I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a
king of infinite space—were it not that I have bad dreams.
Guildenstern:
Which dreams indeed are ambition, for the very
substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.
Had to schlep across town today to see my APRN at my mental health clinic . Was up at 6 a.m. but appointment not til 2:10 pm. Went on os a bit. Showered. Shaved. Considered wearing my sportscoat today, but 60 degrees out! Settled on black lightweight jacket. Left home at 10 a.m. due to intense boredom with only myself as company. And of course noam Chomsky, he was in my head cuz I had to write a response to jane smithee on her facetime with the Master. Lots of controversy re. Chomp, I found out. Chomp good people, I say. Redefined the human mind in cognitive scientific terms, took us out of BF Skinner’s damn rat cages. He’s a bit of a lunatic politically, but who cares.
damn that chomp. he said:
The engineers were putting together interviews with Bob Dylan from about 1966-7 or so (judging by the references), and I was listening (I'd never heard him talk before -- if you can call that talking). He sounded as though he was so drugged he was barely coherent, but the message got through clearly enough through the haze. He said over and over that he'd been through all of this protest thing, realized it was nonsense, and that the only thing that was important was to live his own life happily and freely, not to "mess around with other people's lives" by working for civil and human rights, ending war and poverty, etc. He was asked what he thought about the Berkeley "free speech movement" and said that he didn't understand it. He said something like: "I have free speech, I can do what I want, so it has nothing to do with me. Period." If the capitalist PR machine [term used in the question] wanted to invent someone for their purposes, they couldn't have made a better choice.
Went to the library. Two hours to kill til noon, when I would start my sojourn. What the hell to do? Returned overdue true blood season 3 dvd’s. ha, true blood a fine show. Fernsie’s post re. Nazis disturbed me cuz I been chained up plenty. Had to gather my wits for a reply.
Yesterday, with os slower than a snail’s grandfather, I got to reading again. I used to read plenty. Would raid the library & get 10 books, take em home. Once in awhile I would read cover to cover. These days I skim cuz I already know what is in the books anyway cuz they are my books, I just let the library hold em for awhile.
At library, got some dh Lawrence, some blake, some GERMAN POETRY, and uh, also, heinrich heine’s prose works. Oops, thought heine was more modern, like maybe a Mann . read about steppinwolf yesterday, seems to be something I should read someday. I am german. Love Goethe, who, by the way, eschewed sex til he was 40. He wrote faust, which is what the world is all about. Man selling his soul for knowledge of the Infinite. Goethe wrote a very odd part 2 to faust. Very very odd indeed.
Anyway dr faust figured out that he should create some condos for poor people on swamp land, in the end. Then he was satisfied. Really!
At library read about the trial of William Blake for sedition. It is f-ing hilarious. Soldier came into blake’s garden, blake took offense to something, escorted the guy out by the shoulders, took him back to his unit, deposited him there, then the guy said blake said bad shit about the King. Which blake did all the time, by the way, back when he was a revolutionary cat, in the 1780’s when france & America were erupting. Blake saved tom paine’s ass, they say, helped get him outta the country.
Blake was cleared. The village people cheered. His lawyer’s name was Rose, guy caught a cold & died within a yr. blake’s patron, a stuffy bore, came through for blake, even though the day he was to testify, he unfurled an umbrella whilst on a horse & was thrown & shoulda died but his hat saved him, he said. Big hat of some kind.
Ventured across town. Saw two guys i knew from the shelter back in 09. One guy living in the woods for 3 yrs. Only goes inside when things get bad, in the winter. I said, ‘’what is bad”? he said 2 ft of snow.
‘ya got a girlfriend,” I said.
“workin on it. you?” he said. He was on his bike. Old bike. Nobody steals old bikes.
“nah.”
“what about that girl ?”
“who,s., from the shelter,” I laughed.
“yeah, what happened? You get rid of her?”
“nah, she got rid of me. I still hear about her. Saw her at my clinic. She’s very skinny now.’’
“I heard she was bipolar”
“oh yeah. Bipolar, bisexual, alcoholic, anorexic, she got issues”
“stay away from those bipolar bitches,” he advised. Guy looks like Howdy Doody.
Other guy was a potbellied silent guy whom I always projected grace & simplicity unto. He hid from the world behind purple sunglasses.
Went across town, met with aprn, who got me in early. I sit & listen to her complain about the system & say “if it aint broke don’t fix it “ (re. me) & “lets look at yer labs. Huh. Nothing wrong with you. “
Unbelievable.
Cholesterol= 168.
Liver kidney cbc fine. Plus I am losing weight nicely. Love handles almost gone.
So pleased w/ myself, I call sister L to crow.
“that’s great. How about the ratio?”
“good. Very good.” Dammit, forgot to ask. Bad vs good cholesterol.
I asked her how the event went last night. She went to see the dogwhisperer.
“we were in the balcony. Couldn’t hear or see much. He’s a very small man. Hispanic”
‘’ah. Any dogs on stage?”
“well, yeah. A pit bull. His. Amazing what he could do.” Blah blah, re dogs. I asked about my nephew georgie. He had his picture taken w/santa this weekend.
‘’ he’s been choking ever since, jimmy. Went apeshit over santa. I yanked him too hard, I think. On his choke collar.”
Etc.
Home on the bus. A magnificent guy was helping out his friend over the phone. Gray ponytail, Harley Davidson t shirt, eyes of a Christ. ‘’you gotta tell me what’s wrong. I am tryin to help u” he kept saying.
Home to my room. Os.
Insanity is smashin' up against my soul
You could say I was on anything but a roll
If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top
What would I do with it anyway, maybe take it to the pawn shop.
My heart's in the highlands at the break of dawn
By the beautiful lake of the black swan
Big white clouds like chariots that swing down low
Well, my heart's in the highlands, only place left to go
dylan, "highlands"...from 'love & theft' released 9/11/11.huh.
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wonder what his damn cholesterol is.
dylan's?
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fine is what i am that is for sure. our gal has lung problems, alas.
lawrence;
Curse the blasted, jelly-boned swines, the slimy, the belly-wriggling invertebrates, the miserable sodding rotters, the flaming sods, the sniveling, dribbling, dithering palsied pulse-less lot that make up England today. They've got white of egg in their veins, and their spunk is that watery its a marvel they can breed. They can nothing but frog-spawn — the gibberers! God, how I hate them! God curse them, funkers. God blast them, wish-wash. Exterminate them, slime.
I could curse for hours and hours — God help me.
Letter to Edward Garnett,
My days have been filled with education Rita
She is the saint whose name I chose in confirmation
So now I am a confirmed student
and can't be on OS every day
I can though, spend some time visiting
and remember that winter break is only 2 weeks away.
Missed you and your lovely tales mixed with Dylan and Blake,
two of my favorite guys beside you.
rated with love
i gonna carry a damn tape recorder maybe.
the trouble is: one with cassettes
or those teeny tiny tapes?
the latter is more handy, ha. in the hand.
the former is more practicable, cuz i got a sony walkman.
and many double a batteries.
anyway, thank u. my shit is not political enuf.
chomsky says so.
he just called me.
guy said:
It is the fundamental duty of the citizen to resist and to restrain the violence of the state. Those who choose to disregard this responsibility can justly be accused of complicity in war crimes, which is itself designated as ‘a crime under international law’ in the principles of the Charter of Nuremberg.
Preface to Bertrand Russell War Crimes Tribunal on Vietnam, 1971 [156]
Rita?
Hm.
Confirmation is a tough time for a gal. she gotta be ON HER GAME from then on.
I suppose some wimmin choose Chomsky over faith. Or poetry.
He sez:
ou can find things in the traditional religions which are very benign and decent and wonderful and so on, but I mean, the Bible is probably the most genocidal book in the literary canon. The God of the Bible - not only did He order His chosen people to carry out literal genocide - I mean, wipe out every Amalekite to the last man, woman, child, and, you know, donkey and so on, because hundreds of years ago they got in your way when you were trying to cross the desert - n
"Of course it's extremely easy to say, the heck with it.
I'm just going to adapt myself to the structures of power and authority
and do the best I can within them.
Sure, you can do that. But that's not acting like a decent person.
You can walk down the street and be hungry. You see a kid eating an ice cream cone and you notice there's no cop around and you can take the ice cream cone from him because you're bigger and walk away. You can do that. Probably there are people who do. We call them "pathological." On the other hand, if they do it within existing social structures we call them "normal." But it's just as pathological. It's just the pathology of the general society.
Ok so what is the cure, chomp?
It is NOT to occupy things. Occupying things gets u a record. When u come into prominence later thru yrs of hard study & desperate deadpan desperation, seeing the absurdity of the eggshell world we live in, u cannot become the first lady president cuz u on facebook dissin the structure, see?
Argh.
Chomsky.
chomsky sez something different, but i shall defer to your
judgment re. georgie's choke chain. you are merciful
to animals. he is not. they got no grammar, so he
is not interested.
re. choking, i suspect georgie is putting sis on.
that is only my opinion.
still, a dog ought not to be choked.
re. chomsky, i am growing weary of him.
what, is he joking, here?
"Actually, on humanitarian intervention in general, I guess my view is not unlike the view that was attributed to Gandhi, accurately or not, when he was supposedly asked
what he thought about western civilization. He is supposed to have said that he thought it would be a good idea. "
Great post..
Good for you on the lost love handles and the good cholesterol . I have 258 and the bad stuff more than the good one. Ah, a heart attack so what. I plan to read this one again. Thanks for the sense of grace and beauty that this post provided.
Of course you love the German writers. I thought you'd be in Herman Hesse. ... more than a Canadian rock band. Try Demian or Narcissus and Goldmund; classic artist vs. thinker type of stuff.
Hey, let me crow about my cholesterol. So low, my Doc had to read it twice from his paper. I'm below the existing charts for my rank and file. Ya think it's the red wine?
Hope the highlands vs. the lowlands is the best place for you. More free of sad-eyed ladies, I think.
FERSNY: no problem. Ya should read more. Blake & Goethe. Did not Goethe sayeth:
When young, one is confident to be able to build palaces for mankind, but when the time comes one has one's hands full just to be able to remove their trash.
Letter to Johann Kaspar Lavatar (6 March 1780)
Ha.
Sure he did.
Also he said
Die Liebe herrscht nicht, aber sie bildet; und das ist mehr!
Love does not dominate, it cultivates. And that is more.
…………………………….
Blake Is another matter. Total madman. Maybe bipolar.
Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be believed.
Line 69
‘proverb of hell’
Fella needs his sad eyed ladies. To make eyes sparkle. That is boy’s reward.
Who’s eyes? Both. Neither.
Ha.
Paradox is boring. That is why we have truth. Thank god in hell and goddess in heaven that
Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
I think it is just fine.
Obama gets bob’s endorsement, which frees me up for brainwork.
Bob is a square. Non Chomsky type. He sez:
It's peculiar and unnerving in a way to see so many young people walking around with cellphones and iPods in their ears and so wrapped up in media and video games. It robs them of their self-identity. It's a shame to see them so tuned out to real life. Of course they are free to do that, as if that's got anything to do with freedom. The cost of liberty is high, and young people should understand that before they start spending their life with all those gadgets.
Rolling Stone #1078 (14 May 2009), p. 45
mm. at least they live in the moment.
Future chomskyites, maybe, I hope.
guy in the woods
this guy figured in a vision this morning
coming during the thinking of the mind
alive and dead (thanks to the film X File)
we know the mind living,
but what of the mind dead?
the mind dead can not tell
the mind living about the mind dead
the mind dead is probably a glorious place
the mind dead is probably uninterested in the mind living
the mind dead has better songs than the mind living
I'm not sure if you'll find the whole interview on-line these days. Next time you go to the library look up RS's April 2009 issue; great article. But then again, I'm a die-hard ...
http://www.rollingstone.com/music/news/the-new-issue-of-rolling-stone-bob-dylans-america-20090429
Better than mine this a.m. I was up a telephone pole, hanging on, whilst some damn fool was poking at a hole in the earth with a wooden stick to test some buried dynamite. I kept fearing it to explode . it didn’t.
Re yer theory re. the mind dead, I luckily have no intention of getting an Idea for awhile, but when it comes, my death, as I guess it must, tho not soon, ha, due to my super-body,
I shall make best efforts to communicate with the world, the temporal space or spatial time or whatever
We inhabit, and send a message, like jesus. Or bob Dylan. I was sorry to read of his demise in the papers, but he asked for it, growing that stupid mustache. He was told to keep cleanshaven by Jehovah, and yet he went and got ornery, thinkin hisself above God, especially Deuteronomy .
“no jew bard = hairy” it sez.
Look what happened to yer boy Ginsberg!
“family Business”
You assume we are all sexually stable; while on the other hand, as I have become acquainted with people, I find that they are all perverted sinners, one way or another, that the whole society is corrupt and rotten and repressed and unconscious that it exhibits its repression in various forms of social sadism.
Family Business: Selected Letters Between a Father and Son
To his own dad!
Yikes.
I would write to George the german principal:
“Wer reitet so spät durch Nacht und Wind?
Es ist der Vater mit seinem Kind;
Er hat den Knaben wohl in dem Arm,
Er faßt ihn sicher, er hält ihn warm.
Who rides, so late, through night and wind?
It is the father with his child.
He holds the boy in the crook of his arm
He holds him safe, he keeps him warm.
Der Erlkönig (1782)
Goethe, dummy. Dumbkoff.
Better than mine this a.m. I was up a telephone pole, hanging on, whilst some damn fool was poking at a hole in the earth with a wooden stick to test some buried dynamite. I kept fearing it to explode . it didn’t.
Re yer theory re. the mind dead, I luckily have no intention of getting an Idea for awhile, but when it comes, my death, as I guess it must, tho not soon, ha, due to my super-body,
I shall make best efforts to communicate with the world, the temporal space or spatial time or whatever
We inhabit, and send a message, like jesus. Or bob Dylan. I was sorry to read of his demise in the papers, but he asked for it, growing that stupid mustache. He was told to keep cleanshaven by Jehovah, and yet he went and got ornery, thinkin hisself above God, especially Deuteronomy .
“no jew bard = hairy” it sez.
Look what happened to yer boy Ginsberg!
“family Business”
You assume we are all sexually stable; while on the other hand, as I have become acquainted with people, I find that they are all perverted sinners, one way or another, that the whole society is corrupt and rotten and repressed and unconscious that it exhibits its repression in various forms of social sadism.
Family Business: Selected Letters Between a Father and Son
To his own dad!
Yikes.
I would write to George the german principal:
“Wer reitet so spät durch Nacht und Wind?
Es ist der Vater mit seinem Kind;
Er hat den Knaben wohl in dem Arm,
Er faßt ihn sicher, er hält ihn warm.
Who rides, so late, through night and wind?
It is the father with his child.
He holds the boy in the crook of his arm
He holds him safe, he keeps him warm.
Der Erlkönig (1782)
Goethe, dummy. Dumbkoff.
just read a dylan rolling stone interview today
by some damn fancy novelist guy.
he said he saw ALL the dylans at once in the old boy's face.
said he heard all the voices in the voice.
said dylan was tryin to be a comedian.
tappin his foot, but not impatient.
said he aint gonna retire, said ha,
the trilogy of dylan renaissance begins with
love & theft not
time outta mind
said other shit too.
dylan, not me. i am mum these days re. the world situataion
to my interlocutors.
i say, aint my problem.
til i got money invested in how
it all comes out. ha.
like chomskian pedagogy but am stymied cuz his hair
is so blinding. ask jane.
~R~
noam foucault
good debate
interesting to see him
young
and treading
deep water
noam buckley!
a farse
buckley threatens to beat him up!!!
noam smiles
more degenerative grammar
ensues
noam can be nauseating
if overdosed
UG no UGGs
best broken into
portions.
You're having a long day.
I don't know if you meant to, but you made me laugh over there at the quasi-important post that held the lead in the feed for most of the day.
The one about stretched out chicken patties. Don't worry if you don't get it. Do you even have one of those places nearby? Can't you just go along with the boycott on some sort of imaginary plane and leave it at that? It's probably better than actually eating the crap and then deciding that for political reasons you won't do that anymore.
Eschew sir. You're well practiced.
As far as the bards and German geniuses etc. go...I've read that stuff but it got away.However, the quotes and references are appreciated. Meet you back here in 15 years and see what you retain. I'm more amused and intrigued by your take on the ordinary events. Do you ever ride the bus?
INVERTED: I read that he took on old piaget , too, the bastard.
Yr before old jean died. He was 80!
This man got no mercy.
Send him to france.
ALSO: I HAVE WHAT, missed something/? Something vulgar having to do with fowl, I suppose.
Chicken. Chicken hawks/ / ? naw , that was whats his name. matt paust.
Um, stretched out chickens is beyond me and I am a hip dude,
man, or at least I never admit it when I don’t get it. learned that one at age 40.
I retain alll..
And nothing.
I am a vessel of Nothing, and I serve the almighty void til I get filled up with content.
I eschew nothing, and since the hawk crows at midnight, I am early to the party.
Get it? nope. Ha.
What was the topic? Chomsky? Damn I wish he would shut the fuck up.
blue bus for me. i sit in the back with the other negroes.
plow her cart over his dried up bones. i say.
"our idiot brother"
sort of a dostoyevskian riff.
guy is funny, the brother. but a simple village idiot.
i wish the idiots were kept in the library, where
dolts could visit them looking at van gogh paintings.
how do u explain idiocy, chomsky, damn yer teeth?
I can SEE him.
Glad your numbers are good.
Thanks, James.
my numbers are 33 and 24 and some other ones too i cannot tell u
or else hermes trigonestomes and also ume
would slaughter me for my
sins against pythagoras.
poor ponytail kept gettin phone calls,phone calls.
he had a plastic bag he lovingly held, with snicksnacks in it.
he wuz chompin trail mix.
he got off where i did.
kept tryin to cut off contact. said a whopper about no
phone service on the bus. she wasnt fallin for it. no way.
he went home to misery and poverty and i hope a harley.
and some kickass drugs.anti histamine//?
I need to start reading Chomsky.
I wish everyone could go home to a Harley.
Stay healthy, stay warm, keep reading, keep writing: my wishes for you!
Slow day at school for the first time in months. Very happy to read about your day, which believe it or not, is far more exciting than reading college entrance essays! That's my day.
"Unbelievable."
Good news - right? You sound surprised. But if you care to, you should find out the other numbers; they're more important than the total.
A day in your life is always a learning experience no matter what you do. Even the trip on the bus, one of the greatest places ever to learn about life and not have to worry about fender benders or road rage. Occasionally you'll even meet a philosopher. I haven't ridden a bus in a while; used to love em, Greyhound too. I should start up again.
Alas, I am too dull to throw in my two pfennigs re. Chomsky. I only think of him in terms of linguistics, which is where I first encountered him; in a linguistics class, and it was the most interesting thing I'd ever taken. I had no idea he was so political.
Ditto w/the germans.
I'd love to have seen Chomsky speak like Jane did but I'd have been equally happy seeing Cesar Millan with your sis and Georgie.
As for the library, I feel the same way you do. "...they are my books, I just let the library hold em for awhile."
ἀλλήλοις θ᾽ ὁμιλεῖν, ὡς τοὺς μὲν φίλους ἐχθροὺς μὴ ποιῆσαι, τοὺς δ᾽ ἐχθροὺς φίλους ἐργάσασθαι. ἴδιόν τε μηδὲν ἡγεῖσθαι.
MHOLD:Thank u for lingering around. I am already reading this morning! D h Lawrence has got me in a knot: “Never trust the artist. Trust the tale. The proper function of a critic is to save the tale from the artist who created it
Studies in Classic American Literature (1923)
She's the kind Woman You need at Libraries.
She's not make males curse because of Bills.
She's not the type who runs up Tattoo Bill.
J.M.E. has One Interesting Life Every Day.
You may be able to give her one Pedicure.
I have No Idea why that came to my Mind.
I have never has a manicure or a Pedicure.
Pedicure for mhold! Small room in library, where literary ladies
Get beautiful. In the back. Next to the science fiction paperbacks.
Women in libraries are perhaps God’s greatest creation,
Next to renaissance paintings of women.
Please, no Picasso wimmin in the library!
Tattooing is the only way some shy women can get men not to look at them,
Says a tattooed woman I know. She is rather silly.
No tattooing in the library, nor dentistry.
Tarot readings, pedicures, and the occasional massage when
A person pays off their entire library fine.
No happy endings, tho, to library massage.
Also; huge d.h. Lawrence section.
With a large poster of him& his beard.
‘’ For man, as for flower and beast and bird, the supreme triumph is to be most vividly, most perfectly alive. Whatever the unborn and the dead may know, they cannot know the beauty, the marvel of being alive in the flesh. ‘’
‘apocalypse’ 1930
Pedicure for mhold! Small room in library, where literary ladies
Get beautiful. In the back. Next to the science fiction paperbacks.
Women in libraries are perhaps God’s greatest creation,
Next to renaissance paintings of women.
Please, no Picasso wimmin in the library!
Tattooing is the only way some shy women can get men not to look at them,
Says a tattooed woman I know. She is rather silly.
No tattooing in the library, nor dentistry.
Tarot readings, pedicures, and the occasional massage when
A person pays off their entire library fine.
No happy endings, tho, to library massage.
Also; huge d.h. Lawrence section.
With a large poster of him& his beard.
‘’ For man, as for flower and beast and bird, the supreme triumph is to be most vividly, most perfectly alive. Whatever the unborn and the dead may know, they cannot know the beauty, the marvel of being alive in the flesh. ‘’
‘apocalypse’ 1930
MARGARET: Let’s get ceser millan to whisper to some of these os dogs, especially the ones on the cover. They are sure cute & cuddly but I imagine they are difficult to housebreak. Chomsky is for egghead intellectuals like me & art james. He has wild ideas about politics but jane was not taken in, I don’t think.
Chomsky is thinking of freedom in terms of FREEDOM FROM, which in my lexicon is LIBERTY, NOT FREEDOM. I think I am right on this.
“Sometimes you say things in songs
even if there's a small chance of them being true.
And sometimes you say things that have nothing to do with the truth of what you want to say
and sometimes you say things that everyone knows to be true.
Then again, at the same time, you're thinking that the only truth on earth is
that there is no truth on it.
Whatever you are saying, you're saying in a ricky-tick way.
There's never time to reflect. You stitched and pressed and packed and drove, is what you did.
Chronicles: Vol. One (2004) Dylan.
JERRY: I have been experimenting with a new surface structure, but the problem is this: my deep structure is pretty transparent to me, and writers are NOT supposed to know what they are really trying to say, so I am therefore too deep a thinker to be a writer. So I shall be a philosopher, I think. I want to write some updated platonic dialogues. That is my goal for 2012. I think Chomsky will play the part of one of my socrates’s foils. Ha.
Did not Goethe sayeth:
'nothing beats a lone nut'
or was it Art James that said that?
note: praise be to 'sesquipedalian efforts', esp.
putting words into crunchigious ecstasy.
Even if [9/11 conspiracy theories] were true, which is extremely unlikely, who cares?
It doesn't have any significance.
It's a little bit like the huge energy that's put out on trying to figure out
who killed John F. Kennedy. Who knows? And who cares?
Plenty of people get killed all the time,
why does it matter that one of them happened to be John F. Kennedy?
If there was some reason to believe that there was a high level conspiracy,
it might be interesting. But the evidence against that is just overwhelming.
And after that, if it happened to be a jealous husband,
or the mafia, or someone else, what difference does it make?
It's just taking energy away from serious issues onto ones that don't matter.
And I think the same is true here; it's my personal opinion.
Q&A at the Kossuth Club, in Budapest, Hungary, May 16, 2004 [85]
I know the quote. Indeed it was Wolfgang, not Sir Good Celery.
I profess a lack of the Father Tongue, but I put ‘’nut’’ into the Bing Translator & got a very odd result.
“Technik (Schrauben)Mutter” which, retranslated, means “Technology (screws) mother”.
I believe more every day that these Germans , my people sort of, are quite loony.
I have a book on Heine written by a Michael Hamburger, for chrissakes.
These long words , they are a specialty of the krauts. They string words together with no
Compunctionshame.
VICTORIA: Blake may make a lunatic out of u, just to warn ya.
These fellows ? Cannot say i have heard of them,
but i shall do some research.
Back in a bit.
Think about just how ludicrous gnomes statements are. If 9/11 was an inside job it would mean that not only is Dubya responsible for the deaths of over 400 emergency workers (and you can read that as saints if you are Catholic) but the whole war on terrorism and suspension of the constitution through the Patriot act is a fraud. You will never see either man on TV. The evidence they produce is overwhelming to anyone who has any kind of background in architecture, engineering, or science. As for Webster Tarpley and Paul Craig Roberts they are journalists. Tarpley being leftwing with uncanny accuracy and Roberts being Reagans ex press secretary and also the ex editor of the Wall Street Journal. Roberts is probably the most dangerous man in America right now and I do mean dangerous in the way life magazine once featured Jim Morrison on its cover, as the man most likely to start a revolution.
gotta say, at first sight, his credentials are solid.
ALYSA; yeah, exactly, courage to f-ing BE, right? everywhere i go, people ask for something. cigarettes? sure. money? yeah ok 50 cents. talk to ya a bit, share my story? yep yep.
i get very bored very easily, though.
a cause would do me good.
but i got a mood disorder.
bipolar. this means when i get mad, i get all consuming mad.
if i hear about atrocities , and injustices, my tummy cramps up
and my brain goes on fire. i cannot do that! i cannot!
my health is more important.
i want calm. reflection.
maybe, if i am good,
someday i shall
actually have
fun.
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