Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Blue Star

White Feather, Bear Clan

"The Fourth World shall end soon, and the Fifth World will begin. This the elders everywhere know. The Signs over many years have been fulfilled, and so few are left.

"This is the First Sign: We were told of the coming of the white-skinned men, like Pahana, but not living like Pahana -- men who took the land that was not theirs and who struck their enemies with thunder. (Guns)

"This is the Second Sign: Our lands will see the coming of spinning wheels filled with voices. (Covered wagons)

"This is the Third Sign: A strange beast like a buffalo but with great long horns, will overrun the land in large numbers. (Longhorn cattle)

"This is the Fourth Sign: The land will be crossed by snakes of iron. (Railroad tracks)

"This is the Fifth Sign: The land shall be criss-crossed by a giant spider's web. (Power and telephone lines)

"This is the Sixth Sign: The land shall be criss-crossed with rivers of stone that make pictures in the sun. (Concrete roads and their mirage-producing effects.)

"This is the Seventh Sign: You will hear of the sea turning black, and many living things dying because of it. (Oil spills)

"This is the Eighth Sign: You will see many youth, who wear their hair long like our people, come and join the tribal nations, to learn our ways and wisdom. (Hippies)

"And this is the Ninth and Last Sign: You will hear of a dwelling-place in the heavens, above the earth, that shall fall with a great crash. It will appear as a blue star. Very soon after this, the ceremonies of the Hopi people will cease.

"These are the Signs that great destruction is here: The world shall rock to and fro. The white man will battle people in other lands -- those who possessed the first light of wisdom. There will be many columns of smoke and fire such as the white man has made in the deserts not far from here. Those who stay and live in the places of the Hopi shall be safe. Then there will be much to rebuild. And soon, very soon afterward, Pahana will return. He shall bring with him the dawn of the Fifth World. He shall plant the seeds of his wisdom in our hearts. Even now the seeds are being planted. These shall smooth the way to the Emergence into the Fifth World."
dreamscape

Star Man

He sticks a cigarette in his mouth and flips one up for the
STAR MAN.

COOK
Smoke?

The STAR MAN takes it, quickly examines it, then positions
it in his mouth at the exact angle the Cook did. His eyebrows
raise when the Cook flicks his Bic and puffs an ash on the
end of his cigarette.

The butane flame is swung in his direction and he flinches
back before allowing the Cook to singe his Camel. He copies
the Cook's puffing and the end of his cigarette begins to
glow.

COOK
She wants to become a doctor. She's
a bright kid. Hard worker. I think
she'll make it. But the damned
inflation's driven the tuition up so
high it makes it real tough on a
family like ours.

The Cook inhales deeply from his cigarette and blows smoke
at the windshield. The STAR MAN mimics the inhalation, then
chokes. His eyes bulge and his cheeks puff out as he tries
to be cool and not cough. The Cook takes no notice of his
struggles.

To work!

I'm on my way to work, driving, typing on my lap top, drinkin a cup a coffee and smokin a cigarette, now that's multi-taskin. I decided to start smoking cigarettes, I was looking at some of the testimony of the tobacco companies during senate hearings, those guy make a lot of since. Well, I got ta go make some dough, see ya later.

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Louis Armstrong




The notion that marijuana leads to the use of more problematic drugs also finds no support from the life of Louis Armstrong. Easily available heroin and cocaine held no interest for him and Armstrong never used them. He wrote that, "...it really puzzles me to see Marijuana connected with Narcotics -- Dope and all that kind of crap ... It is actually a shame." (Armstrong, page 112) His criticism of the Bebop musicians included both their sound and their use of heroin.

Armstrong eluded amotivational syndrome too, in fact, a fair description of him might include the word workaholic. He composed dozens of jazz standards, recorded over a thousand songs, averaged more than 300 concert dates per year, toured much of the world for the State Department, had parts in thirty plus films, became ubiquitous on radio and television, and found time to write two autobiographies, more than ten magazine articles, hundreds of pages of memoirs, and thousands of letters. He kept up this strenuous pace well into his sixties.

He worked so hard because he enjoyed it, as he enjoyed life in general. No confusion, acute panic reactions, anxiety attacks, fear, a sense of helplessness, and loss of self-control plagued Louis Armstrong. He often commented on how good life had been to him. Though given ample cause, the era’s brutal segregation, marital strife, problems with his management, and involvement in underworld conflicts, to be depressed, Armstrong never succumbed. His last big hit recording carried the title "What a Wonderful World" and he always believed it was.

Marijuana did not affect Armstrong’s memory, he carried literally thousands of tunes in his head. It did not impair his judgment, comprehension, or problem solving ability when it came to his career, he earned the accolades of the world as well as financial security. His speech in the form of scat singing has influenced vocalists ever since it was first heard. As for reaction time, it was an essential element of his genius. The improvisional nature of jazz required quick and innovative reactions and Louis Armstrong was the master.

Louis Armstrong's biography reveals no automobile accidents. It does, however, disclose a remarkable set of lungs. A consensus of jazz critics consider recordings he made for Okeh records in 1925 under the name Louis Armstrong and his Hot Five then later Hot Seven to be among the finest in jazz history, with his ability to hit the high notes especially remarkable. No one with lungs impaired by marijuana smoking would have been able play that music. Yet, Armstrong reported that some specific songs were laid down after he and the band had smoked, the implication being that this was the usual practice. One of the tunes named "Muggles" was a synonym for marijuana. Armstrong continued to play and record until the very last year of his life, with plans for more music when his health recovered. He died of heart disease, one of the few illnesses that the government has not yet tried to link to, as Armstrong would put it, that beautiful gage.

In his book Chocolate to Morphine Dr. Andrew Weil correctly contends that, "Any drug can be used successfully, no matter how bad its reputation, and any drug can be abused, no matter how accepted it is. There are no good or bad drugs; there are only good and bad relationships with drugs." The evidence is clear, Louis Armstrong had a very good relationship with marijuana and we are all the better for it.

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Cat Carrier



At least I know I'm free

And I'm proud to be an American,
where at least I know I'm free.
At least that's what they told me
I believed it when I was three.

And I'm proud to be an American,
where at least I know I'm free.
These words would ring much truer
Outside of the penitentiary

And I'm proud to be an American,
where at least I know I'm free.
I fell in love with two gals
Now I'm doing time for bigamy

Saturday, November 25, 2006

Stop the cat box

Now the king told the boogie men
You have to let that raga drop
The oil down the desert way
Has been shakin to the top
The sheik he drove his cadillac
He went a cruisnin down the Ville
The muezzin was a standing
On the radiator grille

The shareef dont like it
Stop the cat box
Stop the cat box
The shareef dont like it
Stop the cat box
Stop the cat box

By order of the prophet
We ban that boogie sound
Degenerate the faithful
With that crazy casbah sound
But the bedouin they brought out
The electric camel drum
The local guitar picker
Got his guitar picking thumb
As soon as the shareef
Had cleared the square
They began to wail

The shareef dont like it
Stop the cat box
Stop the cat box
The shareef dont like it
Stop the cat box
Stop the cat box

Now over at the temple
Oh! they really pack em in
The in crowd say its cool
To dig this chanting thing
But as the wind changed direction
The temple band took five
The crowd caught a wiff
Of that crazy casbah jive

The shareef dont like it
Stop the cat box
Stop the cat box
The shareef dont like it
Stop the cat box
Stop the cat box

The king called up his jet fighters
He said you better earn your pay
Drop your bombs between the minarets
Down the casbah way

As soon as the shareef was
Chauffeured outta there
The jet pilots tuned to
The cockpit radio blare

As soon as the shareef was
Outta their hair
The jet pilots wailed

The shareef dont like it
Stop the cat box
Stop the cat box
The shareef dont like it
Stop the cat box
Stop the cat box

He thinks its not kosher
Fundamentally he cant take it.
You know he really hates it.

Friday, November 24, 2006

Giant Mexican telescope launched


The telescope has been built on the summit of an extinct volcano
Mexican President Vicente Fox has inaugurated a giant telescope that could help scientists uncover clues about the origins of the Universe.

Thursday, November 23, 2006

NO PHISHING

Fifth-Third Bank's brand, name and logo have been frequently exploited by Phishing scam emails. Computer security company McAfee reports on their website that, at the beginning of September 2006, over 98% of Phishing scam emails being reported to McAfee were utilizing Fifth-Third Bank's brand.



When I got this I was sure it was a scam since I don't have an account there, but if a person did, I could see how they might fall for it. Since I knew it was a scam, I just gave them all the personal info I had on this one dude that I don't like.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Good news, unless you want to be drafted

Democratic Leaders Reject Idea of Draft
Pelosi and Others Predict Cool Reception in Congress for Any Conscription Bill

By Charles Babington and Josh White
Washington Post Staff Writers
Tuesday, November 21, 2006; Page A04


The new Democratic-controlled Congress will not seriously consider reinstating the draft, even if concerns about the military's strength and resiliency grow, party leaders said yesterday.

Key Democrats, including the incoming House speaker, House majority leader and chairmen of the House and Senate armed services committees, said they do not support a resumption of the draft. They predicted that the idea will gather little momentum in the 110th Congress, which convenes in January. Pentagon officials also restated their opposition to a draft.

Monday, November 20, 2006

Charles Rangel "The tail wags the dog!"



WASHINGTON (AP) -- Americans would have to sign up for a new military draft after turning 18 if the incoming chairman of the House Ways and Means Committee has his way.

New York Democratic Rep. Charles Rangel said Sunday he sees his idea as a way to deter politicians from launching wars. He believes a draft would bolster U.S. troop levels that are currently insufficient to cover potential future action in Iran, North Korea and Iraq.

"There's no question in my mind that this president and this administration would never have invaded Iraq, especially on the flimsy evidence that was presented to the Congress, if indeed we had a draft, and members of Congress and the administration thought that their kids from their communities would be placed in harm's way," Rangel said.

Rangel, a veteran of the Korean War who has unsuccessfully sponsored legislation on conscription in the past, said he will propose a measure early next year.

In 2003, he proposed a draft covering people age 18 to 26. This year, he offered a plan to mandate military service for men and women between age 18 and 42. It went nowhere in the Republican-led Congress.

Friday, November 17, 2006

Prophetic Words from 1986 (The Cure) "Killing an Arab"

Standing on the beach
With a gun in my hand
Staring at the sea
Staring at the sand
Staring down the barrel
At the Arab on the ground
I can see his open mouth
But I hear no sound

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm the stranger
Killing an Arab

I can turn
And walk away
Or I can fire the gun
Staring at the sky
Staring at the sun
Whichever I chose
It amounts to the same
Absolutely nothing

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm the stranger
Killing an Arab

I feel the steel butt jump
Smooth in my hand
Staring at the sea
Staring at the sand
Staring at myself
Reflected in the eyes
Of the dead man on the beach
The dead man on the beach

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm the stranger
Killing an Arab

Monday, November 13, 2006

Sunday, November 12, 2006

I'm so cheap

How cheap are you? I'm so cheap that one time the store was out of the cheap bread, so I brokedown and bought the good stuff. The kids both said "There's something wrong with this bread, it's soft!"

Who's my little crack baby?


Back in the late 1980's statements like this were very common "Theirs will be a life of certain suffering, of probable deviance and permanent inferiority." The former director of the National Center on Child Abuse called Crack Babies "a Bio-underclass".
Recently the terms "Meth Babies" and "Ice Babies" have come into vogue.
As usual, we, the public, jumped on the band-wagon. As in "If someone said it, it must be true!" Well as it turns out, it was all a giant load of Bull shit. Cocaine use by a pregnant woman does increase the chances of spontaneous miscarriage or low birth weight. But any later deficits were caused not by crack but by having Crack Heads for parents. Like malnutrition, lack of parental care and poverty. The 1985 study that started all of this was small and since then there have been many, more rigorous studies that dispute the Crack Baby myth.
A group of 96 physicians have circulated a statement proclaiming "The use of terms like "meth babies" and "crack babies" lacks scientific validity and should not be used.

Friday, November 10, 2006

Retirement, are we there yet?

I've been so fuckin busy lately! I feel like I'm about ready to retire, and I'm only in my mid forties. But really, wouldn't 50 be a good age for retirement? Now it's 65-70, they want you to work until you have to go to the nursing home, bastids. I'll fool everybody, when I hit 50 I'm gonna get alzhiemers real bad, you know forget to go to work and shit like that. Go out walking in my P.J.s (note to self-buy some Pajamas before age 50) long walks, like to neighboring towns. Go to the store for bread and show up two days later stinking of hookers and alcohol, no I think I did that last week. On the bright side, they don't send me to get bread anymore!

Sunday, November 05, 2006

Bob enjoys a day off

Dear people of Iraq

What I wish I could tell the people of Iraq.
We are sorry for ever invading your country. Bush lied to us and took advantage of the emotion that our citizens felt after 9-11. Most people see invading your country as a huge mistake. Another huge mistake that we made was electing Bush as president.
I'm proud to say that I, like about half of the U.S. citizens, never voted for Bush.
The results of our upcoming election should be a sign to your people of our approval or disapproval of invading Iraq. I think that the Democrats will win and that should let the people of your country see that it is not the American people that are your enemy. It is Bush, Cheney, Rumsfeld and all the other politicians that want the U.S. to continue to tell Iraqis how to run Iraq.

Saturday, November 04, 2006

Nine items or less

I hate it when I get to the checkout counter at the grocery store and the items kind of sum up my evening plans (of life plans for that matter). A can of chili, a twelve pack of beer and a package of toilet paper.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

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