To those who have complained about my recent blogs:
What don’t you get about “I don’t hate Trump”???
To put it bluntly, are you ignorant, unable to read, or just plain stupid?
Either you mis-read my blogs on the subject, or you didn’t read them altogether. Maybe you just read a portion of one blog? Perhaps you’re just too politicized to hear simple straightforward words that describe something plain and simple, or you might be unable to understand literary English when you encounter something above the level of Preschool.
You might be far too comfortable with slick political lies.
Far from hating Trump, I think he’s the best thing for the art market since Jackie Kennedy, and I intend to put fashions and jewelry out there in this high-end historic market as soon as I can.
Trump is for me a great opportunistic comedy target. What the fuck don’t you understand about that? I suppose you think that if I play MacBeth, I have murder on my mind all the time?
So what about Trump? Do I hate him? No, I don’t. Do I like him? What’s to like???
If several people had not rather loudly complained — one of whom asked if I’d gone mad — I would have titled this article “Art Market Recovers to 1980s Levels!”, but because of either inattention, blind loyalty to Trumpism — which in itself is no worse than McCarthyism — or just plain inability to grasp the meaning of my words, I had to give the first part of this blog over to explaining once again that I am NOT against Trump, nor do I hate Trump, nor am I blind to his attraction for his support base.
His support base is insisting that there’s no there there.
The reasoning is that since there is no evidence of collusion, there is no collusion, which earns a very high reading on the Stupidity Scale.
Every investigation starts out with no evidence, but there must be probable cause, which is NOT evidence of wrongdoing or criminal activity, merely a signal that something needs to be looked at by professional unbiased investigators.
The Rabble-Rouser alarmists at FOX News grab their own headlines — “Attempted Coup”. Do you folks at FOX News have any sense of karma? Do you realize that words like that could result in someone grabbing up a gun and…
Oh, I get it. You WANT an incident to happen. Why didn’t you say so in the first place? And you’re right — there’s no better excuse to call out the National Guard than an eruption of angry mobs looking for victims to beat up and kill, businesses to burn to the ground and neighborhoods to disrupt and destroy for years to come.
That will someday be the legacy of FOX News.
Myself, I want no part of any of it. I’m merely trying to show you how to write a protest song, a comedy routine and a lot of other things related to this wonderful situation. It’s the most historic time you’ll ever live through in this lifetime, do you realize that?
Maybe that’s enough to get your full attention, maybe not.
The fact is that business will get better and better with a Republican government, and I’m all for that. The art market is important to me, because with the sale of high-end art, I can raise the $1.4 million I need to set up my Alternative Health Care Healing Temple here in Grass Valley, and I hope to set them up all over the country.
THIS IS THE TIME TO SET THESE UP.
By the time the people who are in a position to donate the money for this project, the time will have slipped away, and many people will die.
I have a solution — make a People’s Health Care Temple, with spiritual healing practices. Forget about allopathic medicine, because the allopathic doctors have failed us.
The Pharmaceutical companies have failed us and shown themselves to be untrustworthy and unethical, driving prices up because they can.
The Insurance sector is the group of greedy bastards that are driving the nails in our coffins day by day, eroding our health care and keeping coverage tantalizingly just out of reach.
Won’t you donate generously to this project?
With YOUR help and the help of thousands of others on the ground-floor street-level neighborhood project, we can save millions of lives.
The spirit rules the body. I have shown over the years that it is possible to enlist the aid of angels for healings, and I will continue to show people how to achieve this partnership with higher forces.
I will be selling high-end art, antiques and other treasures donated for this purpose. If you have a collection, please send it so I can sell it and use the money to support this project.
A beautiful Greek style temple has become available and it would be perfect for the purpose. There is more than adequate parking — some 300 spaces — and it is located in the high-end district, making an art gallery and gift shop an attractive idea, along with a coffee shop for gallery or temple visitors.
I envision a full-time staff and full access, which is expensive, but I’ll worry about that part. You take care of the building. $1.4 million will do it, and you won’t be hearing much else from me until this happens, because a LOT of lives are at stake here, and we can do a LOT of good!
I intend to hire professional health care and nutrition staffers, specialists in addiction problems and more, but we will NOT use or depend on government help for this project.
We are on our own.
I have in the bank at the moment about $150, with which I’ll start the ball rolling. It doesn’t take a millionaire or billionaire to make this project happen, just YOUR participation, multiplied a thousand times or ten thousand times, and that will happen, hopefully soon, before the need becomes overwhelming and we run out of time.
There is a deadline.
I didn’t set the deadline, nobody did. It’s just there. We need to buy and restore this beautiful temple, and that’s going to take some time. We need to find the thousands to donate toward this project, and for that, we can’t afford much time.
The people who help with this project will earn a great deal of Spiritual Merit.
Merit counts more than anything else toward graduation, the time when the constraints are off, and your spirit is free to return to the stars.
You’ll never have another spiritual merit opportunity like this.
Thanks to Trump, the art market has opened up, and there’s a LOT of buyer interest. I have at my disposal an entire art, antiques and antiquities gallery, and there’s more than enough paintings in the collection to raise the cash several times over.
I’d rather not sell my Jackson Pollock — it was a gift, and can’t be verified by IFAR, so it’s worthless on the market, but is genuine nevertheless. I have an original DeKooning, in fact two DeKoonings, and hundreds of original Chagall, Matisse, Toulouse-Lautrec and Renoirs, plus one original Renoir unique work on paper that should cover the cost of the temple all by itself, if there’s a buyer out there.
I’ll sell ANYTHING in the collection, because this project MUST happen. If you have an ounce of Bodhisattva in you, you won’t turn your back on those who need this alternative health care or get no help at all.
Please give what you can, and talk to others about this project. If we make it work, it can go nationwide.
Every other country in the world has some alternative for the very poor, but not the United States. Join me in this effort. Your help is needed.
“Crazy Nut-Job Trump” is what they’re gonna call him when he gets taken away in a strait-jacket, and he more than deserves the name. All his wounds are self-inflicted. Nothing would have happened had he not gone on the attack and fired Comey, haw, haw — pardon me, Clarence, while I laugh.
And the most precious moment in the unfolding reality-show, “POTUS” came when we learned that the President of the United States actually confessed on camera to what looks like a high crime and misdemeanor to the casual observer.
I won’t go into details here, just suffice it to say that THE EXPERIMENT is going well. I’ll give you an important new exercise — new for you, if you’re not among the Initiates in our Order of High Dudgeon — which will help you to achieve the First Goal,
Unmasking The Sim
The Unmasking Process can be triggered by a simple application of an age-old mime and stage comedy technique called “Doubling”. I’ll explain how it’s done: Continue reading →
As you probably already know from the CNN, FOX & CNBC news media, I’m a visitor on “Guest” status with the U.S. Government, from the 37th century.
Oh, not your 37th century. You live in a SIM — a World-Simulation — and SIMS don’t have time, not in the sense you’re thinking of it.
Here in the 37th century, I’m enrolled as a sophomore in high school — More Science High — and I have a small grade problem. I’m presently carrying a D-Minus, slightly lower than a plain D Minus.
My classroom participation rated me an A+ and I have my hand in the air all the time at a pop quiz, don’t you?
I get A and A+ test scores all the time, but that’s dragged down slightly by an “F” in homework — I’ve yet to crack a textbook or do a homework assignment, because when I get home, I have a responsibility to my online clan to defend the base until dinner time.
When the shit piles up too high to walk over it, and the piles of shit are too close together to walk between them, you’re in seriously deep shit. What’s happening out there is NOT about politics. It’s NOT about religion, and it’s definitely NOT about health care or women’s issues.
It’s simply time for the peasants to prove that they are revolting, always have been and always will be revolting. Why can’t the downtrodden just stay down? That’s the Smerconish Response — just shut up and take it on the jaw — liberals should lie down & die.
I’m not a leftist, nor a rightist. This isn’t even my goddam planet, monkey descendant. Frankly, I think you’re all fucking nuts, and I’m not at all happy to be living here among you, watching you squabble and fight over crumbs, while the fat ones glut themselves on your food, and drink your wine, while you writhe in hunger and the pain of betrayal.
Other than that, I could give a shit what happens here.
Suffering and pain is easy to repair. Misery and heartache and guilt and recrimination and fear and horror and disgust are harder to deal with, but manageable. It’s the marketing angles I can’t figure out, and I’m looking for some help here.
I’m here to finish a history project. As an alcohol-intolerant, I’m damned if I can figure out just how the hell I’m supposed to determine exactly which bar was the location of the fist-fight that ended history, I don’t know, but here I am to tell the tale.
I’m supposed to leave notes that can be found and dug up back in the 37th century, but I have to be careful not to leave them where there’s too much radiation, and I can’t remember where the airbursts went off, or that is, are going to go off, in the Western states, although I do remember that I was surprised at the cities that were hit. Continue reading →
I thought it’d be nice to explore something besides the constant news from the White House, but it’s impossible to ignore the very clear and very present danger from many sides — North Korea, Russia, Syria, Iran, Washington D.C., and of course the UFO Menace, to mention only a few.
Easiest way out?
There’s only one answer. The original Atlantean Bug-Out Amulet, which I call the “Geronimo” Ammy, because that’s what you’ll yell when it operates. It works only the once, and only when activated by radiation. I’ll tell you more at the end of this little dissertation.
There is no local safety net, nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide, and even if you succeed in escaping Trump Amerika, being an Amerikan Refugee will not earn you a gold star in the years to come, when you’ve landed elsewhere where “Amerika” is just a myth out of the long-lost distant past, as it is in the 37th century, where I have to present this as a term paper, and they’re gonna think I made all this shit up, but nobody could.
I’m bringing some proof in the form of selfies, and I’ve left stuff at various locations to dig up later when I get back to the 37th century and out of this Mickey-Mouse Sim. Continue reading →
On Tax Day, April 15, 2017 many tens of thousands of angry taxpayers took to the streets in protest. They pay taxes every year, Donald Trump has never paid a penny of tax in his entire life, and he uses up taxpayer money like water, as you’ve seen.
Did Emperor Donald take this seriously? Did he see the handwriting on the wall?
Of course not.
I told you before, with all due respect, Donald Trump is clinically insane which, if he didn’t have his finger on the nuclear trigger, would be no big deal.
As I’ve said before, he’s an NPD, a Narcissistic Personality Disorder, which doesn’t listen and doesn’t respect or trust others, and there’s no cure for NPD, none whatsoever.
Trump tweeted — of course he tweeted, what else would you expect??? — that ALL the demonstrators who marched on Tax Day were paid actors.
Oh, yeah? Nobody paid ME to protest, and I’m protesting plenty, while I still can, because I KNOW that within days or weeks, my ability to do could be seriously reduced by the Gestapo or worse, an Agency Setup.
As a graduate of two Unnamed Agencies and one that appears in my service records, the Army Security Agency, I know what their mindset is, and my continued survival and ability to publish is not among their top concerns.
In short, I’m expendable as hell.
I take a hell of a chance singing songs of protest, writing poems, blogs and video game levels that make fun of Donald Trump, but I’ve always said, if I’m to be hanged as a horse-thief, I’ll at least have the horse. Continue reading →
I’ve long had the idea of converting that gi-normous Chen-Rig Temple into something a bit more comfortable and snug, and this is it.
About six hours ago, I put my back into it, and attacked the giant chenrig orb, taking the best parts out of it, and adding some magic that we didn’t have when it was first built — notably the Beacon & Matrix combo, plus a number of other features you may or may not see or notice.
Since the screenshot, I’ve added four more chairs, making a total of 15, if I’ve calculated correctly. If not, then a different number will have to suffice, but I think I’m right, at least on that point.
It’s such a relief to be off duty on the Protest Marches and such. I’ve managed to avoid politics all these 75 years, that is, until now, and as I first predicted, it’s getting pretty time-consuming, what with the constant bombardment of “Breaking News” on every channel, just about every hour, including Saturdays and Sundays, which didn’t used to be “News Days”, but they certainly are, now.
Okay, so there you have it. I have two versions at the moment, one with charcoal-black walls, and this one you see at the top of the article, with walls of solid 1/4″ rosewood, just as the original Red House, in Crestline, California, in spring of 1971.
Must dash, ICW momentarily and hypoglycemia says, “breakfast must come first, or something must die”, so in the interest of world peace and harmony, I go now to consume mass quantities.
One of the most unusual of times is that in which computers exist and games are tolerated, which happens all too seldom, what with the wide variety of repressive governments in place all over the galaxy, but at least for the moment, we can make Orbs and you’re allowed to download and install them, although for how long that will be is anybody’s guess.
Of course, “approved” games will always be available, but you won’t want to play them, and besides, my “games” are not really games at all — they merely rely on a gaming engine to deliver them and make them useful to you. Continue reading →
“Пути Путина” is a very rough and in my opinion funny translation of “Putin-Gate”, a tribute to the Water-Gate days of the Nixon Era, which looks to be repeating itself for our amusement.
There have been several “gate” scandals since that time. I was tempted to use “Ворота“, but went this way instead, perhaps inadvisedly, but I think it will fly all right.
Well, in any case, “Putin-Gate” is ready for release sometime in the next few days. I’ll briefly explain the backstory idea behind the game, along with a few random screenshots of the building of the level plus a few shots at the completion of this very difficult to build and very highly detailed game. Continue reading →