Jonathan Corbett Is My Hero

I love it when normal, everyday folks show clearly that the US feral gummint has no intention of keeping its citizens safe, but rather are solely interested in terrorizing the citizenry into giving up their rights and dignity.

Thanks Jonathan!  You are a real hero!

Power Is A Put-On

In the past few years, there has been a virtual tidal wave of superhero movies.  I confess to enjoying them.  I particularly like Batman.  Always have.  I like that he doesn't have super-powers.  I like Iron Man for the same reason.

But superhero movies and comic books teach us something.  They implant strong symbolic messages deep in our psyches.  In fact, one really enjoyable film is M. Night Shyamalan's 'Unbreakable,' with Bruce Willis and Samuel L. Jackson.  It gets into a lot of the meta-types and symbols in comincs.

There's something in particular that I notice about the comics.  Superheros have one particular weakness that no one ever talks about.  They have one thing that can stop them cold, but none of the bad guys ever figure it out.  And it's pretty much the same weakness in every one of them, with few exceptions.

They all need a uniform.

Think about it.  Superman has his tights.  Batman has his armor.  Iron Man has his suit.  Thor, Captain America, Spider Man...you name it.  Without their signature clothes, they are completely powerless.  If they ever use civilian clothes, and they are forced to use their power, they almost always cover it up with clumsiness and bungling.

Of course, they tell us that no one can exercise power without government support.  Batman works with Commissioner Gordon of the police.  Iron Man has his military-industrial complex support group.  Even Superman works with and supports US federal hegimony throughout the world.  But in every case, they can not project power without their uniform.

Even in 'Unbreakable,' the Willis character is a security guard with a uniform, and when he starts to realize his superpowers, he dons yet another uniform (a cape substitute using a pancho-brilliant).  Once the character begins to realize his own innate power, he resorts to projecting it through a uniform.

In fact, the only superhero I can think of who doesn't use a uniform is the Hulk.  He is a rather interesting character.  His power comes from inside himself, and when he projects it, he loses his clothes, not changes them.  He is hunted and hounded by government and military, rather than controlled, or at least in cahouts with them.  There are many layers to the Hulk that I find compelling.  However, in the end, his power comes from an accident in a government lab, and his father was a government scientist, as is Bruce Banner.  So not entirely free.

The X-Men, which involve human mutations that find themselves with great powers start to break the mold of government control, but they still have uniforms.

Even the bad guys have uniforms.  As it was so well put in 'The Dark Knight,' in a throw-away line, they wear war-paint.  They use uniforms to project and signify their power.  Even the musical themes change when the uniform comes out.  The scenes in 'Spider Man,' where his love/hate relationship with his powers are symbolically centered around the uniform.

Why do cops, soldiers and TSA goons all have uniforms?  Because we are trained to see those types of clothing as powerful.  A cop without his uniform is just another meat-head in khakis and t-shirt, just like the rest of us.  But stick him in a uniform, and he will shoot, taser and berate us by virtue of the power in his uniform.

Take a high-school dropout with little or no prospects, and who operates on barely more than automatic cognitive function.  Indoctrinate him and give him a decent paycheck and bennies, and slap a uniform on him, and you have abusive brutes.  They feel like superheroes in their nifty little tights and ID cards.  Sew a couple of patches and a flag on them, and watch out!  They have power and purpose by virtue of their togs.

Oh, and if you get the least little out of hand, they run to 'Uncle' and cry like you stuck them with a hot iron.  Then 'Uncle' comes along and beats you into submission.  If need be, 'Unicle' drags you in front of yet another uniform, a black robe animates by yet another powerless weasel, for further processing.  And the black robe uniform likes us to think that it is the highest authority, with unlimited power over life and death.

When it comes down to it, all government is, is a vast warehouse full of uniforms by which puppeteers can project power and control over the masses.  We are trained, even by things as seemingly innocuous as comics, that uniforms mean power.  Those pieces of cloth, cut and colored in a certain pattern, and placed on callous troglydites, transform normal, everyday people like us into powerful heroes defending truth, justice and the American Way.  The somewhat humerous part is that the uniform animators are even more clueless about abstract concepts like truth and justice, than the average Joe.

As for the American Way, well shucks, anyone can drop bombs and torture.  Just has a certain 'authority' to it  if the person holding the live wires to your genitals has a uniform.

Even the uniforms come in ranking levels of power.  Just put some nifty logos, pins and baubles on them, and you you have increasing layers of authority.  "I have more power than you because I have this little pin on my collar and this little stripe on my sleeve."

'Men In Black' make quite a tadoo out of uniforms.  In fact, it is the black suit that 'authorizes' them to be initiated into the inner circle.  Will Smith obtains occult information and experiences a new level of existance by simply putting on a uniform.

We are trained from birth that uniforms contain power, and convey that power onto the person wearing it.  When you are young and watch your dad kow-tow to uniforms, you learn.  When you read (hahaha!) the comics or watch the movies, you see that uniforms allow us to project power.  When you join the junior sports league, you can't play without a uniform.  When someone asked you what you wanted to be, you probably rattled off some occupation with a uniform.  I wanted  to be an astronaut, because I liked the bulky white uniforms.

The westerns were the superhero movies of yesteryear.  The good guy's uniform had a white hat and a tin star, while the bad guy's uniform was black and didn't have jewelry.  But if your uniform was buckskins and feathers, you were the ultimate baddy...or a comic drunk, if you watched F-Troop.

'Hogan's Heroes' was a comedy of uniforms.  The whole show revolved around uniforms.  All the characters had distinctive uniforms that told us something about who they are and how much power they have.

Our training is so deep that it is very hard to uninstall.  Think about it any time you confront a uniform.  What was the first feeling, not thought, you had when you saw the uniform.  Coming from Houston, I fear cop uniforms, because those uniforms killed a lot of people and beat the rest to pulp.

Uniforms are neither good nor bad, in themselves.  The important thing is becoming cognizant of how we respond to them, and how they are used to control us.  It one of the deepest and most pernicious forms of mind control today.  And it's so bleeding simple, that it's almost laughable.

It's everywhere you look, on the streets, on TeeVee, in the movies, everyone is parading uniforms as projections of power.  Without, those people are nothing.  They are just regular folks, taking out the trash and mowing the lawn.

Put a uniform on them, and everything changes.  Now they can molest you, violate your most personal liberties, and even main and kill you, all with impunity.  They have 'authority' by virtue of their clothes.

That's it.  Just clothes.

Why does Superman never fly without his uniform?  Why does Spider Man never spin a web without the official togs?  Why is Bruce Wayne just a rich, spoiled playboy until he dons the armor?

It used to be, when I was young, that officials in uniforms were outranked in every way by civilians.  Seems that has fallen by the wayside these days.

"You'll dress only in attire specially sanctioned by MiB special services. You'll conform to the identity we give you, eat where we tell you, live where we tell you. From now on you'll have no identifying marks of any kind. You'll not stand out in any way. Your entire image is crafted to leave no lasting memory with anyone you encounter. You're a rumor, recognizable only as deja vu and dismissed just as quickly. You don't exist; you were never even born. Anonymity is your name. Silence your native tongue. You're no longer part of the System. You're above the System. Over it. Beyond it. We're "them." We're "they." We are the Men in Black."  - Zed

Stop The MADNESS!

Anyone in doubt that the US is finally and completely lost (even AFTER the TSA sex abuse) needs to watch the following video.  The USDA OWNS the word 'organic?'


I am thoroughly disgusted.  And lest anyone think they're safe anywhere else, these same rules are coming to a country near you.

The one saving grace about Indonesia is that the government is so corrupt that the people feel no obligation to follow any of the laws.  But, that can't last forever.  If Soeharto can come once, he can come again.

The thing is, I'm not so much disgusted with government.  It is only doing what it has always done throughout all of history: get as far up in your life as you will let it.  What disgusts me is that people are allowing it.  And really not just allowing it, welcoming it, encouraging it, feeding it.  They have gotten so snowed and brainwashed and drugged that they actually think there's a boogyman out there somewhere trying to kill them and the only thing that will save them is to let uneducated goons grope their genitals, force them to fill out forms to grow food and sell the extra, and track and trace their every move.

Got news for you, folks.  The only boogyman is the government itself.  It is creating an environment of fear and trepidation, to the extent of instigating acts of terror, in order to convince you that being a complete and mindless slave is the only way out.

AAAARRRRRRGGGGGHHHH!

I actually heard an interview the other day in which a man who had been travelling in Asia recently bemoaned the significantly lower levels of pre-flight screening, compared to dear old Amerika.  I wanted to reach through the speakers on my laptop and slap the idiot!

Are people really so controlled, so stupid, so...OWNED?  The reason security is so much less intrusive here is that Asian men would beat anyone to a pulp that got all up in his wife's and daughter's stuff, for ANY reason!

If you took my advice and picked up a copy of Black's Legal Dictionary (pre-1950), you already know that the original and true definition of terrorism is 'state-sponsored acts of violence.'  STATE-SPONSORED.  Individuals, even organizations, can not be terrorists.  They are insurgents, revolutionaries, malcontents, but not terrorists.  States, i.e. governments, are terrorists.  Does anyone doubt that Nazis were terrorists?  Not in their right minds, they don't.

And speaking of Nazis, almost everything wrong with the world at the present time can be blamed directly on Nazis, with the sponsorship of the Vatican.  Don't believe me?  Try this experiment:

Place a small pile of cake flour on the table.  Not too much.  Don't want to spend the rest of the night cleaning up.  Now, smack the palm of your hand down square on top of it, then lift your hand up.

The flour represents Nazis.  Your hand stands in for the Allied Powers.  What happened?  Some of the flour stuck to your hand (Nurmberg Tribunals), some stayed in the original pile (Germany, Israel, Brussels), and the rest scattered out all over the table, some in clumps and some in a fine dusting across the table (Operation Paperclip and its equivalents).

Remember, the Nazis weren't a 'political' party, per se.  They were a quasi-religious bunch of true believers in a school of thought that involved theology, genetics, mysticism, political science, in fact just about every aspect of life as we know it.  That kind of mind-set just doesn't give up because Eisenhauer and Montgomery come tramping through.

On top of that, they had the lion's share of wealth scammed from all of Europe.  Billions of dollars (1943 dollars) in gold, art, currency, you name it.  With that kind of dough, you think they would all get whacked at the end of the war?  Hell no.  They scattered all over the place, and brought their loot with them.

The US took a bunch of them.  Russia took a healthy share.  South America was crawling with them.  The Vatican helped scores of them escape, offering documents and safe-houses across the globe.  Wherever they landed, their contagion spread, aided and abetted by their hosts.  On top of that, the Nazis grew directly out of the eugenics and racial purity movements in turn-of-the-century America.

That's right, the US gave birth to the conceptual kernels that gave birth to the Nazis.  Why do you think the 9/11 attack was a replay of the Reichstag fire?  Or that the USAPatiot Act was a virtual verbatim translation of the Enabling Act?  Or that the US and Russian space programs were a direct continuation of the Nazi V-2 program?  Hell, the whole space race was nothing more than a ball-swinging exercise to see which side got the better Nazis.

Brown shirts, blue shirts, what's the difference?  Fatherland, homeland, same thing.  American fascism is just Nazism writ large across the globe.  Only difference is that they've had 60 years to perfect the propaganda and brainwashing and death rays.

The fact is, the Nazis have taken over everything.  They were scattered across the world, where they infiltrated into government, commerce and medicine.  Slowly but surely, they spread their philosophy until now we can't tell the difference between the Sturn Abteilung and the TSA.  Wars of conquest abroad, herding the folks back home.  Fascism is the same, any time and any where.

As Joseph Farrell points out in "Babylon's Banksters," the Anglo-American bankster class sold its soul (what misery scrap of it there was to sell) for a piece of the Nazi loot, which funded most of the 20th century and America's imperialism.  Now, the Nazis are calling in the chits, which we call 'bail-outs' and 'quantitative easing.'

And they've had 60 years to perfect it all.

BTW, go back on look that the logos for the Sturm Abteilung and the TSA.  Don't look at the pictures, look at the design elements...the shapes and overall layout.  Look the same?  I thought so...

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In other news, something else that just PISSES me off!

The global warming idiots just won't stop.  They were caught falsifying data, obfuscating facts and outright lying.  So they changed the name to 'climate change' and re-branded the whole pile of sh*t.  They spent how many years telling us our pollution was causing the imaginary warming?  And now they tell us that China's pollution is causing global cooling.

WHAT!!??

These Nazi bastards simply plug-and-play with our lives.  First, the Earth was cooling (70s), but then things got warmer.  Then, the ozone was disappearing (80s), but the Anarctic hole was shown to be a natural phenomenon.  Then it was global warming (90s), but the Earth started cooling.  They are desperate to make us pay for carbon, WHICH IS THE FOUNDATION OF ALL LIFE ON EARTH!  They want to tax us for breathing!  That's all this bullshit scam is!

Of the four basic elements, earth, wind, fire, and water, they've already got taxes on land and water.  They've damn near got a grip on air.  And they're trying to control fire by saying the carbon released is killing the Earth.

THE EARTH AND ALL LIFE ON IT IS FOUNDED ON CARBON, YOU DOLTS!

Next thing you know, they'll tell us the di-hydrogen monoxide is a killer chemical and we have to eradicate it!

I'm positively sick to death of all this CRAP!  It's all LIES, BULLSHIT and complete NON-SENSE!

Hell, Mars has orders of magnitude more CO2 in its atmosphere, but I don't see anyone saying the planet is balmy!  At best, you'll get a chilly shirt-sleeve temp at high-noon in the dead of summer at the bottom of a deep crater.

Anyone who believes this tripe is sadly misinformed, completely brainwashed or a Nazi bastard.  No other options available, sorry.

I'm going to go into a coma, somebody call me when people wake up and get a good, deep whiff of Kopi Luwak.

Maybe tomorrow I'll be in a better mood.

The Journeyer

Corfu

At the tender age of 18, I was sitting in a taverna on the island of Corfu, off the coast of the Greek mainland.  I was camping up the hill in an olive grove, and spending my days down at the beach playing in the massive waves and waterfall.

One night, I was sitting around with the group of young folks from various parts of the world, watching TeeVee and eating some magnificent mousaka, when the show “Vegas” came on.  It was very popular toward the end of the 70s and early 80s, with the character Dan Tanna running around being a PI, or something like that.  At any rate, the show had been dubbed into Greek.

I suddenly felt this wave of terror, realizing just how far from home I was.  I looked around at the kids there with me, from Germany, England, South Africa, Italy.  I had this sinking thought, “What if something happened to me?  What would I do?”

Of course, the feeling soon passed with a fresh bottle of Ouzo, but I never forgot that moment of near-panic.  At that point, I had been living overseas for over a year, and had already been through more than a dozen countries.  Why should it hit me right then?

Several years later, I was reading the brilliant book, “Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy,” by Douglas Adams (an experience that started a multi-decade love-affair with his work).  Near the beginning of the book, the main character, Arthur Dent, looks into the eyes of Ford Prefect and is nearly scared out of his wits.  As the author explains, the farther a man is away from his home, the more distant and wild the look in his eyes.  Naturally, that look in an extra-terrestrial’s eyes would be unnerving.

That passage reminded me of that feeling of being so far from home.  It’s a very unsettling feeling to know that you can’t walk home, no matter how hard you try.  Conquering that fear is what separates travelers from tourists.

A tourist will go to extraordinary lengths to make sure their trip is ‘safe’ and ‘secure.’  They’ll buy traveler’s checks and bring the credit cards and pack every conceivable item they might need.  A tourist leaves an itinerary and contact information with a friend or family member.  A tourist has reservations.

When I moved to Indonesia, I had a week’s worth of clothes, a portable water filter, a bottle opener, a multi-purpose tool, a hat, and (because I read Douglas Adams) a towel.  I carried my entire life in one checked bag and one carry-on, for what I considered to be a permanent move.

I had no itinerary or reservations, just some friends with an open spot on the floor in the living room.  I had a plane ticket with open return for nine months, and a two-month visa that I had picked up at the local consulate in Houston.

Three years later, I have a wife and family, and the last time we moved, it required a two-ton truck and five men.  It wasn’t easy.  About three months into this fool’s errand, I had very powerful thoughts about giving up and walking into the jungle, hoping cannibals would make a feast out of my carcass.  I’ve had a few things stolen, including all of my ID, but I managed and got to a point that is relavtively settled in my new land.

The point is, if you want to make the jump, you have to be willing to let go of everything.  I cashed in pretty much my entire worldly belongings.  I let go of nearly every relationship I had (those that are real stick with you, no matter the time or distance).  I cut off nearly every zone of comfort I had to follow my dream of living and traveling in Asia. 

In fact, as the title of this column says, I live pretty much on the exact opposite side of the world from my home.  If I move in any of the cardinal directions, I am going closer to home, since it is physically impossible to get further away without leaving the planet.

I think most people are tourists.  They don’t mind seeing new places, as long as it’s not too exotic and they can maintain all the comforts of home, with plenty of back-up.  Nothing wrong with that.  Certainly, there are times when I crave routine and the security of repeatable experiences.

There are a few people who are travelers, though.  They lust for the challenge of pitting themselves against the unknown.  Some relieve this feeling by bungee jumping or sky-diving.  But, for a few of us, the only relief comes in the form of increasing as many variables in life as they can, and then trying to survive them.

Some might call it insanity, and perhaps it is.  Insanity comes in many forms.  I tend to look at those who spend their whole lives chasing ‘security’ as being insane.  They use up their precious lives grasping for vapors and ghosts.  At least my insanity involves real, physical goals.  And I get some great stories to tell.

The big difference between a tourist and a traveler, is that the traveler realizes that he is just as ‘safe’ and ‘secure’ 12,000 miles from home as the person who never ventures out of their living room.  One only trades this set of variables for that set.

In some ways, I’m much ‘safer’ from certain variables than the couch potato, because I am much more on my guard being far outside my home territory.   When you are on familiar ground, you tend to relax your guard a lot more, and so are vulnerable in many ways that I am not.  And I don’t have to surrender my dignity and privacy on a regular basis here, as I would at home.

When I get on a plane here, I walk through a metal detector, and in some cases not even that.  I am just as ‘safe’ on that airplane as I am after TSA has had their way with me.  In fact, I’m safer, since I didn’t have a bunch of yellow-shirted goons with their hands down my pants.  If the government tried that here, there’d be a revolution in short order.

Recently, I read where a movie star died over a year ago, and the neighbors and friends she had known for years didn’t notice.  I read where a man drowned in San Jose, while the cops and ‘first responders’ watched and joked about it.  I read several articles about peaceful home-owners being raided and gunned down by police/SWAT for no reason, because that’s how cops are these days.  I read every day about people being groped and fondled by ‘security’ agents, in ways that would have a regular person lynched.

Germany is one of the cleanest places on Earth, and yet hundreds are sick and dead from e. Coli.  For the past three years, I have eaten at little street restaurants and food carts that are completely unregulated and have yet to get sick once.  In fact, I’m safer since halal meat is free of antibiotics and hormones, and the vegetables are GMO- and radiation-free.

Sure, I’m on unfamiliar ground, and I have to jump through a few hoops every year to get my work visa.  Sure, my daily commute to work is a world-class crap-shoot.  Sure, I’ve got hornets the size of hummingbirds, millipedes as long as my foot and a half-dozen strange lizards running around the house, but I still have my dignity and self-respect.

The thing is, there is no such thing as ‘safety’ and ‘security.’  There are only different sets of variables, and we much choose which ones we are wlling to give up worrying about, and which are important.

Even if someone has your itinerary and contact information, if you’re dead, it really doesn’t matter, does it?  You can have all the cards and traveler’s checks you can carry, but if no one will cash them or the  ATMs are down or you are over your limit, it doesn’t really matter, does it?

‘Safety’ and ‘security’ are illusions.  They can not be had at any price.  The only people who are ‘safe’ are those already dead, and those yet to be conceived.  Everyone else is fair game.  You can let TSA crawl into your pants and the plane will still crash.  You can stay in your living room and still die plugging in the TeeVee.

The way I see it, the only thing we take out of this world is our memories and the only thing we leave to others is memories.  I want to remember that I stuffed as much experience into my life as I could fit.  I want others to remember that I was willing to step outside the comfort zone and live a full life.

Many years ago, I read a book called, “The Journeyer,” by Gary Jennings, which is a fictionalized account of Marco Polo’s travels.  It left me with two thoughts: 1) People remember Marco Polo because he stepped far outside the bounds of ‘safety’ and ‘security;’ and 2) At the moment of my death, I don’t want to have regrets that I wasted my life out of fear of the unknown.

I also think about Mark Twain’s “Huckleberry Finn.”  The only time he and Nigger Jim were really safe and secure was when they were traveling on the river.  As soon as they got down on the land, that’s when the trouble started.  I often feel that way.

Maybe a child feels the need for the safety of his mother’s arms, but I long ago outgrew the need for that.

A Public Service Announcement

David Dewhurst, Traitor

As a service to our readers, we want to show the world the face of a traitorous, slime-sucking piece of weasel shit.  His name is David Dewhurst, and he is the Lt. Governor of Texas, and if he was drowning in front of us, we'd have a hard time deciding to save him or throw him a rock.

This smelly blob of human refuse does not deserve to call himself a Texan.  In fact, the only appropriate fate for him would be to get tarred and feathered, then clapped in stocks on the grounds of the Texas capital facing the monument to the heroes.

Dewhurst is a former CIA slime-ball whose job it was to take down foreign governments.  He worked with infamous Klaus Barbie, the Butcher of Leon, whose Nazi resume can be found readily on your favorite search engine.

This wad of carpet-bagging, globalist trash brazenly committed several crimes in full view of the Texas people on the floor of the Texas Senate.  We're ashamed that our photo hangs on the wall of that very chamber, where we spent many hours of our formative years learning about politics and watching historic events while sitting at our father's desk for Senate District 15.  Even Ben Barnes in his heyday couldn't have conceived of doing what this sad excuse for a useless eater did.

Look closely at this photo.  You will want to recognize the face of US imperialism.

In case you are lost, let us fill you in a bit.

Started by George W. Shrub, and continued under the CIA impant Obama, the US is being overrun by a yellow-shirted bunch of moronic Gestapo-wanna-bes called TSA.  These slimy mental midgets, who couldn't get jobs as Wally Mart greeters, infest airports, train stations and high school proms, sexually assaulting men, women and children who want to commit the horrible crime of traveling.

Heeding the outcry of real Texans, the valiant and heroic Texas House of Representatives passed (without a single 'no' vote) a bill to outlaw the already illegal actions of the TSA scum.  While publicly mouthing words like "support," Dewhurst was secretly arm-twisting Senators behind the scenes to serve his Master and Fuerer in the Feral Gummint.  The bill, which began with 30 of 31 votes when it entered the Senate.

Dewhurst killed the bill before it could come to a vote.  On top of that, the US Feral Gummint threatened to shut down all air traffic into and out of Texas if the bill was passed.

That threat, whether real or, more likely, just hot air, is in fact the EXACT same thing the British did in the 1700s, the the Unionist bastards did at Charlottesville, SC, which precipitated the War of Yankee Agression. That threat IS economic terrorism, plain and simple.

Let's say that again...the message threatening the 23 million people of Texas sent to the Texas Legislature by US Attorneys General was an ACT OF TERRORISM.  It was a domestic version of the infamous 'economic sanctions' that the US empire uses against anyone who doesn't bow and scrape to their every whim.

The US Feral Gummint has committed an outright ACT OF TERRORISM against the people of Texas.  The imperial boot-licker known as David Dewhurst aided and abetted this ACT OF TERRORISM against the people of Texas.

If ever there was an argument that proves the case for Texas independence, this is it.  In fact, if you are interested in fighting TERRORISM and STATE SPONSORS of TERRORISM, you might want to click over to the Texas Nationalist Movement.  We're sure they can use all the support they can get, which should be easy about now.

It's Travis' line in the sand.  It's Goliad.  It's the Alamo.  It's San Jacinto.  Time to put an end to US TERRORISM, at home and abroad.

Oh, and if you're one of those folks who thinks the TSA actually protects you from anything, why not ask all the people whose lives have been destroyed by tornadoes and floods in the past month how much help the TSA was to them.  Why not ask how much Fukushima radiation the TSA has stopped.  Ask how many REAL terrorists the TSA has actually stopped.

Warning: Don't send an email to us asking how we REALLY feel.  You'll just get an obscenity-laced tirade.

Thanks and have a nice day.

March Hares And Mad Hatters

From where I sit, over on the Far Side, the US appears to have gone stark, raving mad.  Based on a complete fabrication, the feral gummint has begun to violate the last remaining rights of the sheeple.  And the sheeple are rolling over and begging for it.

The TSA is looking for terrorists in airports, train stations and bus terminals.  Video terminals are mounted in stores and public areas telling everyone to phone in any 'suspicious' activity.  Sen. Shumer, who is a complete and utter thug, is calling for violating every, single citizen, while calling for the legalization of masses of illegal aliens.

The amazing thing is that the real terrorists are running the banks and the feral gummint, and no one is calling them in.

Articles are up all over the place talking about people going into paraxisms over a man asking for help carrying packages, neighbors phoning in backyard bar-b-ques and cable TV installers are turning in folks with antique gun collections.

I remember the days when big, burley rednecks were strutting around saying, "They can have mah gun when they pry my cold, dead fingers off the trigger."  Today, those very same farm boys are looking under rocks in the garden to see if al Qaeda is hiding in wait.

Usama bin Laden, real name Tim Osman, was a CIA asset.  He was an agent of the US feral gummint.  When he was dying of Marfan's syndrome, the feral gummint decided to use him as the 'boogy man.'  They could commit any number of crimes and blame it on this complete fabrication.  Now that he's dead (10 years ago), you are being told it's going to get even worse now.

And they're right.  The REAL terrorists are getting even worse...

The REAL terrorists are REALLY attaching you, every moment of every day.  They are destroying your life, you freedom and the country right in front of you, and you can't see it.  In fact, you are aiding and abetting these crimes.

People are going to jail on a daily basis who have not broken any laws.  Their only crimes are owning legal firearms, owning silver and gold, and owning food stores in case there's an earthquake/hurricane, etc.

The REAL terrorists are showing you faked photos and watching video feeds that don't exist of raids that didn't happen.  They are telling you whopper lies in the headlines and on TV with a 24-hour cycle.  You are being programmed and controlled, and I'll bet you're still watching TV, right?

Turn the damn thing off now.  It's poisoning you and your family.  It's bringing you messages from the REAL terrorists and making you believe that they are trying to save you.  You MUST get away from the mass media as fast as possible.  Even with years of training and experience, I am still susceptible to the media.  It is the most dangerous thing in your house.

Here's what's going to happen...first the TSA will be installed everywhere.  Every mode of travel will be controlled.  You will be issued a national ID.  Without it, you won't be able to travel, work, buy food or gasoline, or put your kids in school (then you'll be arrested for not putting your kids in school...convenient).  For those who don't get their national ID, there'll be ghettos and camps where you'll be rounded up and safely kept from the zombies who now inhabit the country.

The next step will be a massive false-flag attack.  It will probably be nuclear.  They have to do it soon because they have everyone worked into a complete tizzy, and the drama queens are in absolute panic.  In effect, the supposed Usama bin Laden has won on every count.

Remember when Obama got on TeeVee and looked you straight in the camera and told you OBL was taken down in a fire-fight, and that he and the boys watched the whole thing on video live from Pakistan?  You remember that?  Look it up on Google and YouTube before it's complete wiped away by the MiniTruth.  That was a bald-faced lie, and the feral gummint has had to admit it and change the story, yet again.

So what do you suppose these men are watching?  Children being groped at the airport?  Naked body scans?  These people lied to you about every details of the OBL story, and now they are whipping you into a frenzy based on those lies.  If you are the least bit unafraid of the men in this photo, then you are watching TeeVee.  Turn it off now.

Meanwhile, you are supposed to be afraid of a dead man (10 years ago), who sat in front of a green-screen many years ago and made a bunch of videos that are being released at pre-determined intervals.

The REAL terrorists are in the feral gummint.  They are groping you and irradiating you at airports, and soon at bus stations and train stations and along every freeway in every major city.

If you want to truly know who the terrorists are, it's very simple.  Pull out a copy of the US Constitution.  After you read it (takes about 30 minutes), look around at any and all gummint employees.  If you see any function of the feral gummint acting outside the letter of the Constitution, they are terrorists.

It used to be that Americans had a healthy skepticism concerning anything coming from the feral gummint.  If an Oh-fish-ul made an utterance, people's first reaction was, "Bullshit."  Just read Benjamin Franklin, or Thomas Jefferson, or Will Rogers, or Groucho Marx, or George Carlin.  That natual instinct to distrust anything coming from gummint has been subverted and by-passed.  It was done by the REAL terrorists.

You see, back in the old days (before the 1950s), the definition of 'terrorism' only included gummint.  Only gummint could be 'terrorists.'  Everyone else was a 'revolutionary' or 'subversive.'  But normal people were never 'terrorists.'

Time to re-install that healthy skepticism.  Start by turning OFF the TeeVee.  Before the feral gummint strikes again.  It's coming.  You can see the bastards cranking up the machine now in order to create the best effect.

If the bastards would lie to your face about Usama bin Laden, as has been proved beyond any doubt, then why would they tell you the truth about anything?

Every time you see a gummint Oh-fish-ul talking to you on the TeeVee, the word "bullshit" should be substituted for anything they say.  If they tell you the time, you should check your watch, if they haven't stolen it already.

Quick, Be Afraid!

Big Ba-Da-Boom
No Look, No Fly
Indonesia Becoming US Enemy

Remember the tsunami that flattened the Mentawai islands in west Indonesia? Ya, neither does anyone else. They are far away, don't pose and on-going problem and didn't bring in a lot of tourist and aid money.

But, Merapi? Wow! We can milk this baby for a while. Great drama. Fantastic video. Big aid bux. And right next to a heavy tourist draw, Jogjakarta.

Is it just me who's this cynical, or does anyone else see the bullshit game going on at the upper levels? I mean, look at the third link above. The US is concerned about Indonesian tourism because there are so many terror training camps and ongoing attacks here?

Give me a freakin' break, would'ja?

The average American is in more danger from the troglodytes that work for the Transportation Safety Administration (TSA) than just about anything they would encounter on a normal day in Indonesia.

Oh sure, there was Bali a few years ago, and the JW Mariot last July, but there was Oklahoma City and 911 in the good ol' United Slaves of America. As a result, I'm still free in Indonesia and Americans are incarcerated.

The real terror training camps are in North America, where agents of the evil TSA, FBI, CIA, and other alphabet agencies are recruited and trained to terrorize American citizens.

You see, here's how it works. From inside Gulag America, it seems normal enough. Just don't notice all the cameras pointed at you and agents groping you. But from out here, you can see the bars and the guard towers. The media must continually hype threats in order to keep the inmates from questioning the prison.

Even Obama bringing 34 war ships, 6 aircraft and hundreds of troglodytes is all part of the illusion. The sham that the world is so dangerous that the prez can't go out without a huge retinue just fosters the whole "keep us safe, Onkel" mentality. Whose Onkel? Ah, go read up on the Khmer Rouge after the fall of Saigon. Then just add the name Sam to it.

"Oh sure, they fondled my wife, felt up my daughter and squeezed my gonads, but I feel so safe," old Joe Sixpack says.

The question is, how much dignity, privacy and real safety will people sacrifice before Fulsom prison erupts in riots?

They don't want Americans coming to Indonesia, because they will find out that even in the face of occasional terror threats, people can still be free and can take person responsibility for where they go and what they do.

Because, no matter what the cause, no one is ever safe. You can have those vile creatures in yellow shirts play with your genitals and the engine could fall off the plane, the volcano could erupt, a major earthquake could strike, or a tsunami could interrupt your dinner plans. Compared to those things, terrorism is a minor hassle, but all the fondling and luggage searching and nail-file confiscating won't stop a single one of them. You can get hit by a bus, sandwiched in a car accident or cut off your finger making a grilled cheese for lunch, and all the friggin' cameras won't stop it from happening. On a daily basis, those are far more likely to happen than for you to become a victim of state-sponsored terror.

In fact, in order to be a victim of state-sponsored terror, all you have to do is go to any American airport. Simple.

If I were the rest of the world, I would be issuing travel warnings for America. "Beware, tourist WILL lose their freedom, WILL be surveilled, WILL have their wives and children irradiated and groped by scum."

A lot of people ask me when I plan on going home. Frankly, my home is gone. The America I grew up in died somewhere around Nixon and was buried by Reagan. The America I knew is dead and gone. The America where women and children could be out at night and front doors didn't have to be locked and on weekends I could go plinking with my rifle are just distant memories.

People have forgotten the meaning of the symbols at the top of flagpoles. One of them is a round ball, signifying a cannon ball, and meaning a military induction center. Now, go look at the flagpoles in from of every school and post office in America. Cool, huh? (FYI, the eagle means sovereign authority and the spearhead means subordinate authority-see state and federal flags at your local courtroom).

How is it a blind man can see more than so many folks with their eyes wide shut?

I feel safer here, hell even in the deepest jungles of Borneo or Sumatra, than I do walking in the average American neighborhood. Here, in the middle of one of the largest cities in the world, a young woman can walk alone, children play outside even after sundown, and neighbors watch out for each other. If someone in my neighborhood here in Jakarta acted like the average TSA scum at the airport, there'd be a lynch mob at his door, and I'd be among them.

So, next time you have to go to the airport, opt out of the nude scanners and then threaten to file assault charges on anyone who touches you. They can wave their little wands around, if it makes them feel more powerful, but so much as brush the dust off my shoulder and we got a fight, buddy.

Unless, of course, you like being in prison and the possession of some bankster. Up to you. But they will go as far as you let them. It's all choice, you see.

In that fantastic film, The Shawshank Redemption, the character Brooks couldn't hack freedom. It scared him to be outside the box. Ultimately, he killed himself rather than face true freedom. As the other characters remarked, he had become institutionalized.

Are you institutionalized?