Tornado's, and floods have been tearing the interior of our country to pieces all spring. This ain't nothing. Joplin just got hit. ...see image. Blasted to bits!
The climate has gone nuts.
No wonder folks think their g-d's are pissed, and raising hell.
So da Lawd didn't come through on smiting the sorry lot of us. All is not lost. There's still time to cash in on that Solar Storm that's on the way. Even NASA sez it'll be Katina times Twenty!
Think Y2K if it really happened only worse.
I'm starting a basement industry on Solar Storm tin foil hats. Even if the Sun Storm never happens I can still sell these handy items to the 'same' gullible rubes as protection from mind reading space aliens.
I see a Win-Win deal here.
Umm, okay so the hats might not be enuff,..still it's the perception that counts.
We'll change the advert copy to "may" prevent solar apocalypse as opposed to "will". That should cover our butts.
Dammmit!! We're still here! Damned religious nuts can't do anything right!
Here we was all banking on the final blow-out of all time, and we get flea farts!! Now we have to go back to our boring crummy realities. Pointless wars, and nothing on tv! No Cosmic dancing or hanging with Angels'n Demons.
Check out the links on left, under the clock, of my radio programs. The most recent on the morning of the End of the World. It starts with the end of the show ahead of mine a "psa" commercial, and then I show up with all my noise.
I'll post them as I do them.
Btw the mp3's may have the archive station i.d. loop for a few seconds before some of the shows. Also I think one of 'em has a few minutes of some other show at the beginning as well. Who knows how the hell that that happened.
I'm on two or three times a month plus specials or guest host gigs. My real job is just studio engineering. I'm forced to put morons, and assorted fanatics on the air, and make them sound sentient.
Anyway I'll put my shows up as they're b'cast. I always meant to to this, but over the years just never got around to it. ...go figure.
Below is a video of the famous or infamous alleged recording made by a Siberian scientific team back in 1960. They drilled down 14 kilometers (?!), and apparently found Hell. Well that or at least the local franchise.
Does this mean that if I go to the top of the Empire State Building I'll hear Heaven? If I did what would it sound like? I mean besides all the Pat Boone music.
That is if the end of the world happened on schedule. Apparently gawd has had enuff of our annoying shit, and is pulling the plug. At least that's what the gawd fearing are fearing.
Today is 'the' frigging day so go out, and have a good time since knowing the sort that follow my stuff there's no way the Rapture is taking you anywhere, but HELL!!
Me I'm going out to smash windows eat ice cream, and paint happy Queer Choir Boys banging each other on the Church house doors! That should make the priests happy.
Heck that'll make 'me' happy as Hell!!!
A crappy movie version of the swell Constantine Comixs.
The last Great Depression at least gave us memorable dance numbers. Here's Busby Berkley at his best! Our current times have no equivalent. Lady GaGa would not have gotten by Berkeley's receptionist.
The Slingshot ride was opened a few weeks ago at Coney Island. It's a tad scarier than most supposed. What with being shot two hundred feet into the air with no clear means of getting down.
Even I might think twice about this one.
Btw did you hear that McDonalds just hired 60,000 folks over a few days. That's more than the U.S. government has hired in two years. Unfortunately they ain't living wage gigs at the burger empire. Annual salary comes in at just below the poverty level. ...after taxes.
Btw taxes can take anywhere from a third to a quarter of a working person's wage. Corporations some of them pay 0%.
Oh did I mention that 900,000 desperate some experienced, and highly educated people showed up for those 60k menial jobs. Ya gotta figure that for everyone that showed up there was a few that couldn't make it or had given up. So I figure say 2 1/2 to 3 million 'wanted' one of them dead end jobs.
Unofficial unemployment still lurks around 20%+ tho' the Feds only admit to maybe 7 or 8%. They say numbers talk. Well these scream in agony.
Actually he was anything but,..a doll that is. Anyway this is one of his action figures I shot a while ago. I just found it one one of my files so here he is again. Of all the Beatles I miss him the most. I'd love to know his take on these recent years. That, and what sort of art he'd have made from it.
(An ongoing theme here for some time has been the clear demise of our Empire. Okay we don't call it that, but ya know what I mean. I just noticed that it's a tad worse than I thought. Seems the Man of Steel has been eyeing the 'kiss off' clause in his contract, and has decided to terminate the relationship. Leaving the land of the nolonger so free behind.)
Since he crashed down from Krypton 1938, Superman has been as American as apple pie. With the wind rippling over his red and blue costume as he flew through the air, through comic books, TV shows and movies, the Man of Steel has served as a prime representation of all things to which America aspires.
Now, in a time of great international turmoil, Superman is giving up his national identity.
In "Action Comics #900," Superman will renounce his American citizenship, rejecting the international notion that his actions are part of US policy. The shift comes after a personal visit to Iran in support of protesters leads President Ahmadinejad to believe America was declaring war against the government in Tehran.
By rejecting his citizenship, Superman will now work on a grander international scale, because, as he says, "truth, justice and the American way... it's not enough anymore"
Whether this impacts the upcoming Superman franchise reboot film "Man of Steel," remains to be seen, but it will most certainly take the legendary hero in a new direction.
From "Comics Alliance"
"truth, justice and the American way... it's not enough anymore"
(Below is a possible explanation for what I saw at Ground Zero the other night. See my posts further down with thoughts, and snap shots on the night Osama was killed.)
MSNBC just did a story on something that I had wondered about as well --- why were so many big celebrations after the announcement of bin Laden's death particularly raucous among college students around the country?
They showed footage of various campuses and interviewed a couple of the students who explained that they were in the 6th grade when it happened and were just thrilled that it was finally over and that justice was finally done. It was truly a huge, patriotic moment for them.
I realized that the "War on Terror" has been going on for half their lives, so it seems like forever to them.
And it reminded me just how much the zeitgest of the moment is "reality" when you are young. The war on terror, and the militarization of America is just the way the world is to young people today.
Which is probably why they also believe in this:
A new study by the American Red Cross obtained exclusively by The Daily Beast found that a surprising majority—almost 60 percent—of American teenagers thought things like water-boarding or sleep deprivation are sometimes acceptable. More than half also approved of killing captured enemies in cases where the enemy had killed Americans.
When asked about the reverse, 41 percent thought it was permissible for American troops to be tortured overseas. In all cases, young people showed themselves to be significantly more in favor of torture than older adults.
Torture has been around as long as there have been wars, but media coverage of enhanced interrogation techniques has risen the visibility of torture since the attacks of September 11. Could the generation who came of age since the towers fell have a different notion of what’s acceptable in a time of war?
“Over the past 10 years, they’ve been exposed to many new conflicts,” says Isabelle Daoust, who heads ARC’s humanitarian law unit. “But they haven’t been exposed to the rules.”
The reasons may be even more nuanced than that—a combination of social and political factors new to the national conversation since the Bush administration claimed that today’s enemy was different from the ones we’ve fought in the past. Intelligence attained through controversial interrogation techniques, Bush’s lawyers at the Department of Justice argued, may be the only way to save American lives. A 2006 dossier detailing the U.S. government strategy to combat terrorism described the difficulty of pursuing new enemies who constantly “evolve and modify their ways of doing business.” As a result, the document suggested, the military would have to evolve its understanding and treatment of the enemy.
Legal scholars see societal influences that may be responsible for de-stigmatizing torture, including increasingly graphic media. “I think it suggests the national conscious is becoming more and more corroded and more accustomed to the violation of fundamental principles of human rights and international law,” says Lawrence Tribe, a constitutional law professor at Harvard, who blames programs like 24 that trivialize serious issues. (Tribe, along with nearly 300 legal colleagues, sent President Obama a letter last month decrying the prison conditions of Bradley Manning, the army private accused of leaking classified documents to WikiLeaks.)
It's a new world. Just as it was when I was growing up in the 1960s under the influence of the peace movement and the changing social norms of that time. It took me quite a few years to realize that everyone (except my parents) didn't see things the way that I did. I just thought that my worldview
'was'
the world. At that age it's 'all' you know. It will be interesting to see how they evolve over the next few years.
Okay so they won't show us the shot up remains of the Joker, I mean Lex Luthor,..eh the Riddler? Well anyway 'that guy'. Seems they think this'll piss off the rest of the super villains, and they'll come, and shoot Congress with they're super atomic stupid ray!
Actually a bit late for that.
Well as a consolation prize behind door number three we gots this swell item. Actual for real space alien footage! 'Knew you'd like this. Anyway the Feds have a bunch'a these saucer guys stashed around the desert out west some where.
I was down at Ground Zero on Mayday night among the cheering youngsters. That's the point the very young, they were under 12 or 13 for 9/11. So this was a cloud over their entire lives. Older people like myself are more reflective about this death of Osama. However it's clear from viewing, and speaking to the kids this is like the death of Hitler or Stalin. A demon is gone, brought down. That's how they see, and feel it.
Crowds cheer at Ground Zero, Times Square, and outside of the White House over the demise,..killing of Osama Ben Laden. Young celebrants called this their generation's V-J Day,..victory over Japan WW2. As I say above for them perhaps it is. However I doubt this will end the war. I don't know what happens next, but I doubt it will be world peace.
Osama Bin Laden has been killed by American Special Forces tonight in Pakistan. It would have been better if possible to capture him alive, and try him in the County of New York, Manhattan, where his organization committed their crimes.
Crowds are cheering in Times Square, and outside the White House. I think it would be perhaps better if we reflected on all the loss of life in the world, and the self inflicted loss of Freedoms at home.
We should consider the decade long wars we, and organized terror have engaged in, and it's cost.
Eh,...um let me get back to you on this. I'm kind'a unstuck in time. Must be my meds.
I tell ya comrades sometimes I don't know if I should scream at the top of my lungs, weep like busted hydrant, rage like a betrayed Obama supporter or just stand mute for hours.
Okay it's the latter. Scary demented Silence.
So many losses so much bullshit, and assorted life crap. A terrible soporific bleariness has me in it's paws. Our times make no sense nor does my life in it. I feel like climbing the Chrysler Building in a skin tight Cat Woman suit covered with blinking l-e-d's.
Maybe a mini sound system playing Ginsberg's 1958 reading of Howl could be padded into my costume. In the cat ears perhaps. Yeah this weird action might pass the time for a while.
On the bright side Aftra, and Sag have finally merged. ...mostly
Sag which traditionally has balked at letting the great unwashed of Aftra through their pearly gates has voted unanimously for this hot'n greasy deal.
Members of The American Federation of Television, and Radio Artists,...that's me. My offical stage name being "Uncle Sydney". Anyway now we're all gleeful Butt Buddies with the Screen Actors Guild.
'Means I can get more work
So though I'm inches from snorting 12 kilos of Colombian White just to see what happens I'm satisfied this is finally resolved.
Stay Tuned.
Humm, I might have to let the costume out a bit, but yeah it's just the thing for my climb.
Below the flags, click to enlarge the tiny wide-screen. These are my Civil War ancestors. Col. William Stewart, a Confederate officer, and Josephine his beloved, and former slave. They're my great, great grandparents. Below them are their children my great grand's I think. The Darker of the sisters was by another man. For Heaven's sakes! Oh my family! Oh the South!
This below is part of my family now. Two cousins Dionne, and Monique,That's and my sister Sylvia in the middle. That's me below them a few years ago.
On the left, click to enlarge, is a Slave manifest from the ship the Pioneer. These persons were bought by my white great, great grandpa or perhaps 'his' father, not sure, in 1848. Josephine in not on the list as she was born on the plantation.
Good grief. The only worse thing about not knowing the truth is actually finding it. Raw, un-prettified, honest, and plain.
(Below is from "Finding Josephine." my cousin's website.)
FAMILY HISTORY
Josephine Burton Ford was my great, grandmother. My search for her and the rest of my family history began at age 12, when I asked a simple question: “Grandpa, are you white?”
My grandfather’s answer sent me on a lifelong journey to piece together our family story and reveal a not uncommon but often untold part of American history. His grandparents were a slave named Tempy Burton, and her master, Col. W. R. Stuart, pictured in the header.
Three decades after I first learned of this interracial, Civil War-era duo, I found another one of their descendants. Monique, my third cousin, once removed, is as passionate about our history as I am. Together, we’ve been reclaiming our family’s history which includes masters and slaves, Confederates and Senators, preachers and entertainers. Follow our journey at www.findingjosephine.com.
Dionne Ford Kurtti
Also from "Finding Josephine" Dionne finds my sister Sylvia,..and as an added bonus,..me.
My cousin Monique is now the queen of all Internet searches. It was her voracious searching that turned up my second great-grandfather’s **Civil War era sword** on ebay, a portrait of one of our ancestors at the Maryland Historical Society on their online database, and me on ancestry.com. Now, she’s done it again. Monique found another one of our cousins, again on ancestry.com. (I think that internet genealogy site is going to have to start paying her soon – she’s a walking commercial for their services!)
Meet cousin Sylvia Smith Isabel. She lives a short bus or train ride away in New York and is as passionate about uncovering our family’s history as Monique and I.
Keeping track of all these cousins can be confusing so here is how we’re all related:
The ancestors that all three of us have in common are Tempy Burton and Col. W.R. Stuart, aka The Colonel. Tempy was a slave in Elizabeth McCauley’s family. When Elizabeth married the Colonel, Tempy was given to the couple as a wedding gift. Elizabeth couldn’t have any children but Tempy could and did have seven, probably all with The Colonel. But two of her children were definitely The Colonel’s, documented through their death certificates. They were Alfred Burton Stuart, Tempy and The Colonel’s oldest child and Josephine Burton Ford, their youngest child. Alfred was Monique’s great, great-grandfather and Sylvia’s great-grandfather. Josephine Burton Ford was my great-grandmother. Using the cousin calculator that makes Sylvia and Monique first cousins, once removed, Monique and I third cousins, once removed and Sylvia and I plain ole third cousins.
(My cousin Monique's Family,..left.)
Two days after Thanksgiving, Monique and her family came over to our house and we had a few good hours of laughs over all the things we’ve found this past year and we were feeling pretty thankful, like we’d reached the peak of our genealogy mountain and could just take in the view. Then, two days later, with the discovery of Sylvia, we had even more to be thankful for, and more history to uncover (her dad grew up on Alfred’s farm and told her stories of Alf working as an unofficial town vet – news to us!). It feels like we’re at the beginning of another journey.
(Go to my cousin's site "Finding Josephine", www.findingjosephine.com. See link on right.)
As for myself is it possible to be horrified, and proud at the same time? For I am. **Btw, I want that damned sword!**
Sweet Briar Slave Burial Ground where some of my ancestors rest.
Though the news puppets aren't connecting the dots this tragic event is another sign of ongoing planetary climate change. As we know the main effect of which is more extremes of weather. Hotter summers, colder winters, and bigger, and more violent storms around the world.
I really wish it really was just a conspiracy by assorted corporations or space aliens, but it ain't. It's real.
***(A sad update. There are now over 300+ dead from these storms.)
(Below is a possible explanation for what I saw at Ground Zero the other night. See my posts further down with thoughts, and snap shots on the night Osama was killed.)
I was down at Ground Zero on Mayday night among the cheering youngsters. That's the point the very young, they were under 12 or 13 for 9/11. So this was a cloud over their entire lives. Older people like myself are more reflective about this death of Osama. However it's clear from viewing, and speaking to the kids this is like the death of Hitler or Stalin. A demon is gone, brought down. That's how they see, and feel it.
(My cousin Monique's Family,..left.)
