Barney Frank on mid-term race:Wight wing media targeted me(If he is referring to more than one person this is a conspiracy charge)

Read entire article HERE Note: My computer seems to have a virus - where "r's" are replaced with "w's" - I am contacting the voters"

" "The notion that it’s a sign of panic is just siwwy. That’s just powitics when they don’t have anything ewse bettew to say. It’s a tougher wace, because once I became chaiwman of the [banking] committee in 2007, the wight-wing media talk show hosts decided to target me," said Rep. Frank, when I asked him about his race during Wednesday votes on Capitol Hill. "They were fwankly wowwied about what we would do, and I also have people who were angwy about the financial reform bill." "

Barney Frank: I've always wondered if this guy is just stupid - or if somebody has something on him. Either way it doesn't matter. He's just a go-along-to-get-along politician that needs a pink slip. No - I mean he needs to be fired - get your mind out of the gutter.

Bawney Fwank can't see a controlled demo - even if it fell on him. Well - maybe he can see that - but he can't admit to it in public. Again - either way - it just doesn't matter anymore - he needs to get lost - get out of government - because he doesn't represent anyone - that is - except for...

Hey Bawney - I hear the circus is hiring. Maybe you can find a job there as a freak. You know - one of the oddities - the side-shows - where the befuddled are put on display.

Perhaps the circus-owner can erect (no not erection) a glass wall for the passers-by to view you through - and the sign can say:

"Bawney Fwank: Dumber than a box of wox"

Watching the Lightweights

Since I'm no longer working as an engineer, but as a farm-hand, it's been a great opportunity to get re-acquainted with reality.  You know - real people - the ones that don't wear suits and don't work for our NAZI government.

I was in the basement last night, checking on some peach wine - is it time to take it out of the primary and siphon into the secondary with an air-lock?

The silence in the basement - that is - until I open the windows to the cricket-cicada melody - is a bit boring.  So I have a radio with NPR (National Public Radio) going all the time.

The crickets win.  NPR - what the fuck is this drivel?  Why is everyone on NPR speaking with an English accent?  I thought we threw those motherfuckers out of my  country back in the 1700's.  Apparently they're back.

Although obvious to me - the fakery that is the media in the US is blatantly and unashamedly "New World Order" appoved.  It is nothing more than a bunch of clap-trap know-it-alls who know nothing blabbing about high-brow shit I don't care about.  You know - like what the price of Earl Grey tea is in South Africa.  And why "nation-building" whatever that is has not shown a profit - but a horrible horrible loss to the citizens of America.

I don't want to hear one word out of the UN.  They suck.  Big time.  They are a bunch of anti-American anti-Constitutional collectivists who wouldn't know Liberty if she walked up and shook their hand.

The fantasy is that they care about us.  They really do.  But nobody knows who "they" are since they are never here when you need help.  They are writing laws to take away our right to bear arms - the only real connection with liberty any free population will ever have.  We won't get into whether or not you pussy Americans have the guts to exercise that right.  I doubt you will - there must be a football game on TV somewhere.

Excuse me for my impatience - but I'm not in the mood for Americans these days.  Not the Americans of the present.  The one's who don't know the difference between a Republic and a Democracy:

"I pledge allegiance to the flag, of the United States of America...and to the DEMOCRACY...for which it stands..."

Are you getting the picture or are you one of the few, the proud, the thinkers who know that it is:

"...to the REPUBLIC... for which it stands."

My fellow Americans - we are being robbed badly.  By international bankers via the Federal Reserve - enforced via the IRS.

We are financing a military that is draining our Treasury - that means everything you, me, you father, grandfather, grandmother, mother and son and grandkids and everyone you have every known or  could have know has ever worked for.  You will give up everything you own.

For.......security.....so a dead man.....bin Laden.....won't hurt you.

Yeah - Americans are really a pathetic lot.  Kinda' makes me ashamed - but not really - since I am not that fucking stupid.

Anyway - get ready to vote in another rigged election.  The corporate media is still a joke - lying and lying and lying while you lap it up.  The question is:  Will you, as an American, ever graduate from the high school mentality of the pep-rally , the fraud, the "my kid is a pilot in the Navy" without realizing what your kid will be doing - that is - dropping bombs on families?

Go back to sleep.  Sleep.  Real easy like.  That's the way.... just ....go....to ....sleep....while we rob you fucking blind you goddam idiot.  

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!

Signed,

Your friends at the Pentagon and AIPAC

P.S.
You are dumber than dogshit!  Gimme more money stupid!

Can violence be "kosher" ?

Somebody said:

"Anything other than "WHAT?," rabbit?
Is non-religious violence kosher?"

JR says:

I cannot comment on something being "kosher" or not since I don't know what specifications must be met for something to be "kosher" - or the pecking order of the various governing bodies that claim authority to proclaim whether or not something is kosher.

I suppose the best way to answer your question is to direct you to the lessons of history - for example:

1. Would George Washington use violence to defy an oppressive government?
2. Would Thomas Jefferson approve of watering the tree of liberty from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants?
3. Did the Russians use violence to stop the NAZIs who attempted to enslave them?
4. Was Spartacus justified in leading a slave revolt against brutal Roman subjugation?
5. Were the French people justified in their actions during the French Revolution since they were expected to "eat cake" that didn't exist?

Finally this is a question for you:

If it required violence - on your part - would you actually use violence against someone intent on stuffing you into a gas chamber?

Well now - let's hear how you would have fixed those problems peacefully my friend.

I have to call it as I see it - and it looks to me like some are making peaceful change impossible - 

The question is - was JFK right when he said when peaceful change is impossible violent revolution is inevitable?

He took a bullet for us. He spoke the truth. A cabal used violence to rob the American population of their president. 

Seems a bit of a double standard to me. 

Please - help me clear up my thinking.

Jack Rabbit

Commentary - The Sound of One Hand Clapping (Originally published 11/2001)

I chose this topic this month knowing it would be difficult to write about, and more so to read. The sound of one hand clapping is an expression everyone has heard, evoking the lucid ideas of great thought as it does for the young. Sounds are mapped directly into the brain, where they do their work upon the subconscious most often. In the brain, words are not sound, though in poetry, it is difficult to separate the sounds from the words, or often to decipher the words from the sound.


The sound of a the sudden flight of a thousand birds, ducks, pigeons, blackbirds in migration, a great tree when falling in the woods after having been sawn, a great waterfall, the Niagara, or the wind of a tornado, like a great freight train, which even if we've never personally heard it, we know them all instinctively, what they are, their intrinsic value and their place in our world, our own small universe.
Fathers know the sound of a crying infant. Mothers do too. These are primordial sounds, like the last gasp of death, the first cry of life, the crack of a gavel, a gunshot, a canon blast, or men when they are angry, or, imposing their awful will, like the sounds of women chatting, and sea birds in flight before a distant gale. The sound of war being rallied, in a loatheful disdain for all humanity that shares not the thought.


The sound of the first building falling September eleventh, heard through the TV set, or the glass of the second building was not something many of us had ever contemplated within the psyche of our instinct, but, the sound of the second building falling, the sound from within it, on the tenth floor, as it came down upon some, forever falling for the eternity of those many slow seconds upon those who were there, the folly, the air still in awe of the sound of an ending of personal worlds should inspire us all to contemplate the brevity of our lives, and the special beauty and wonder of all the other sounds we've heard elsewhere during our lives; the sounds of distant children laughing, playing, the crack in the voice of an elementary school teacher on her very first day teaching a class of gleeful but unruly third graders, the sound of a sporting event when great feats are being accomplished, and defeat, the sound of a hot air balloon, and its absence of sound, the sound of wind blowing through the white pine, and a young woman, a girl really, not quite a woman, calling her first love for the first time on the telephone, the sound of your own children, and your own wife, in labor, the sound of age approaching slowly, inextricably, cracking in your back, knees, neck, the sound of the first day of school, and the last, the sound of geese in an evening autumn sky, and of the sun rising brought up by the song birds of the morning, and of a blizzard howling through an opened and, then, unopened door, the moan of an unsettlingly disappointed crowd, the sound of a great factory, of great deals being made on trading floors, of carpenters hard at work, of a dog fight, and rain on a metal roof, a teenager's party, the sounds of an accomplished prank, and, politicians working a large crowd, a jet fighter breaking the sound barrier, the sound of glass breaking and your own heart, there, your own deep breathing, the lake's lapped shore, and the sound under water.


Sit still, and listen just to the sounds. You are not so young and your life for you will not last forever. Sit still and listen. Sit still, and, listen youthful and often youth-less fools. Listen well to the world's sounds during your life, and hear not just the utter foolishness man's words provide. When life is gone for any one, or for all, then, there will be nothing but to hear the sound of one hand clapping.




Don Robertson, The editor, Maine Before Dawn (November 2001)

Let's Stop Fulfilling Bin Laden's Goals

Read entire article HERE

" Bin Laden deserves to be the object of our hostility, national anguish and contempt, and he deserves to be taken seriously as a canny tactician. But much of what he has achieved we have done, and continue to do, to ourselves. Bin Laden does not deserve that we, even inadvertently, fulfill so many of his unimagined dreams. "
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Note: Let's stop listening to Ted Koppel. This man obviously knows nothing. No mention of the heroin trafficking, thermate in the WTC7 dust, bin Laden being dead - no - these things he has never heard of.

Maybe he is a paid liar. He can't be this stupid.

Letter From Teresa

Read entire article HERE

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" This post is not targeted only at the US. It is all people of the taxpaying countries. We, as a human race are all complicit.
It is our fault, people. We let it happen. "

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Note: Too late? It really looks that way - but the question becomes - "too late for what?" Too late for peaceful change? As JFK said: "Those who make peaceful change impossible make violent revolution inevitable."

I guess we'll have to take it any way we can. And we will get our freedom back.

WTC7 book for sale soon: Here's a sample...

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See also: BOOK REVIEW HERE

Long Island Man Arrested For Defending Home With AK-47

  Read entire article     HERE  

   " George Grier said he had to use his rifle on Sunday night to stop what he thought was going to be an invasion of his Uniondale home by a gang he thought might have been the vicious “MS-13.” He said the whole deal happened as he was about to drive his cousin home.   "

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Note:  What does it mean when the system works to protect the bad guys?  This dangerous trend is just more fuel feeding the fire that is revolution.