Say it loud and proud, if you dare….

Ffolkes,

“A man’s character is his destiny.”

~~ Heraclitus ~~

Day 3 and 4 008

    Gentle Readers mine…. Should you not be able to tell before reaching the end of this section today, I am not exactly at my best,  & I wanted to give you a head’s up as to the reason why I am in this state, as well as ask you to bear with me, if I get too…. well…. too weird. You will admit, I hope, that to admit any such thing is strange enough for any one day, even for me, if only for the reason it is pretty odd to consider anything we do here as anything other than weird to begin with. For me to admit to it is akin to Barry the O admitting his lies in front of the entire nation. In short, if it gets too weird, feel free to skip down to the video to ease the shock…. You’ll need the serenity to get through today’s rant….

The reason for my possible tendency to display more than the usual degree of wobble today can be directly attributed to the past 48 hours, during which the increased level of pain, the tardive dyskinesia from lacking enough medication to deal with the pain, AND, the stress level created by fighting both of them while simultaneously trying to rationalize to myself WHY I am in this condition, all peaked at once, sending me into HELL, stranding me there for hours at a time, with only short, unpredictable breaks from it all, when I could rest a bit, breathe, and try not to let the rage filling my consciousness become so strong I give in to the urge to go down to the nearest available store that sells weapons, buy a long rifle and scope, ammunition aplenty, and head out to begin hunting appropriate targets, all of whom would be easy to find, wandering around the nearest Kaiser facility…..

This is the first point where my regular Gentle Readers may begin to suspect I am in more than the usual state of anger and frustration that is, oh, so naturally engendered, by trying to deal with the insanity of a soulless multinational billion-dollar corporation, run by bankers and lawyers, who control the medical community with the insane amount of money that comes from stealing from the public, trading on their sickness and misery, charging outrageous prices for the medical care which SHOULD be the given right of every living member of any truly human society.

The sort of interpersonal interaction that is implied by the very nature of healthcare is, in my mind, one of the very reasons, possibly one of the most important of any such reasons, we humans form societies in the first place, for the advantage to be gained by living in a way which supports and encourages the well-being of every member of that society…

When I say my readers will know I am upset, it will be for the simple clue I’ve left them in two of the above paragraphs…. Note, if you will, without even thinking about it, or trying in any way to do so, each of those paragraphs (the 2nd, and 3rd after the picture) consists of one perfectly punctuated, long winded, crazily organized, but, understandable run-on sentence, covering more than one simple thought, almost as if I were ranting out loud, with my words tumbling faster and faster as they slide off my tongue, without taking a breath, for two or three minutes…. Whew! I almost need to catch my breath, and all I’m doing now is typing while sitting uncomfortably in a chair….

This sort of angst, a not terribly frequent sort of visitor to my psyche, thank goodness, is not merely enervating, while simultaneously depressing to experience, it is almost actively painful to have to deal with, for it arises from a sense of injustice, the result of having suffered harm for no good reason, other than the whim and indifference of a soulless corporate entity, whose “personhood” in the eyes of the law allows them to routinely perform acts which flesh and blood humans are proscribed, such as denying the rights of anyone, for the sake of profit.

The sheer injustice of such laws, which allow these unnatural conglomerates of resources and power to prey upon humanity, reserving the bulk of the resources, which belong to ALL of society, for their own use, to maintain their oppressive hold over the rest of their species, all for personal gain, laws which have been enacted because these same bankers, lawyers, dogma dogs, and their mindless myrmidons, in their body armor, helmets and automatic weapons of death and destruction, have been eminently successful in corrupting the courts of this country, beginning within hours of the ink drying on the US Constitution.

That assault upon the laws of our country continued right up to the middle of the 19th century, (reinforced by today’s even more corrupt judges) when pervasive influence of corrupt bankers achieved their ultimate goal, to corrupt a Federal judge so far as to grant them the boon of legal personhood, paving the way for what we see today…. Even if I CAN write a run-on sentence like nobody’s business, I can’t quite get to a point where I can be coherent in trying to describe such immensity of evil, and the crushing weight of the sheer injustice of such perverse corruption.

Gosh, I think I’ve done it again, this time to a degree hard to reconcile with how miserably I feel; how I typed this much without having my hands go numb is a complete mystery…. One so distracting, I’ve never actually gotten around to finishing the reason for today’s extraordinary level of weird and strange.

(almost sounds like a law office, doesn’t it? “Hello, this is the law offices of Weird and Strange, LLC…..”) (You DO know, don’t you, what the “LLC” behind a law office name means, right? It means they have incorporated their law offices, into a legal corporation, thus, handily claiming the rights of “corporate personhood”, much greater than those of the average, flesh-covered variety of citizen, with the complete legal authority to financially prey on society, complete with the right to lie, steal, and otherwise do whatever is necessary to maintain their chosen profit margin, no matter the cost in human suffering to their victims, er, customers….)

Funny how I keep distracting myself, isn’t it? Any who, the other part of the reason I’m in this state has to do with the time…. I’m starting today’s Pearl at oh shit. No, that’s not right; sorry, I surprised myself. I’m not sure of the exact time I started, as I was a bit blurry at the time I gave up trying to sleep through the urge to jump out of my skin, at, I think, 12:47 AM… Yes, that’s forty-seven minutes after midnight, about four hours after I finally got a sufficient handle on the pain to get to bed. It’s now 0155, a bit over an hour later, & I’ve been typing for much of that time, when not pacing around ranting to myself to give my bones a break from the chair…

So, here I am, once again driven out of bed by the completely dispassionate machinations of a soulless corporate entity, fully deserving of the name I award them as of this moment, to wit: Ultimate Assholes, for actions of deliberate evil intent, designed to manipulate me into complying with their own insane moral code, sending me into a version of physical and mental hell, simply because they want me to shell out more than I have been, putting into THEIR pockets all the money I’ve been spending elsewhere, using both the threat, and the act, of punishment for any resistance, causing in me immediate and increased levels of pain and misery, as a direct result of their exercise of power.

Later, in a few hours, I will go to the doctor’s office, at great effort and expense on my part, to do battle with them over this issue. I’m well prepared, and, by the time I get there, will be in what I know will be a full-out, incredibly huge, long-nurtured, righteous RAGE, which I will use as fuel, for the energy I need to place said rage upon their heads, and spirits, with great vigor and velocity, hopefully causing large amounts of pain and suffering, as the just reward for their stupid underestimation of me, and their intransigent insanity to believe I would stand for it…. They will, I guarantee, rue the day they decided to fuck with me….

Think I’m grandiose? Well, just be patient, and keep your eyes on the news. If they keep it up, they, and I, will end up there, for sure and for certain. I can also guarantee that they will NOT appreciate, or enjoy, the events which will put us both in the public eye…. That much, I will personally make sure of, if it kills me in the process….

I may be grandiose, but, I’m pretty sure my rage is equal to the task; they know not what they have done…. NOBODY is granted the right, or the privilege, of stepping on my rights without suffering the just consequences, which it is my intention to make as painful, if not more so, than what has been done to me… Sorry, but, a slave’s collar just never fit me very well; it chafes, terribly. I refuse, categorically, to wear one, regardless of the consequences, for me, or for the poor fool who tries to make me wear one…

(I’ve never been entirely certain as to EXACTLY what “categorically refusing” actually means, but, it certainly SOUNDS more impressive that way, don’t you think? I do….)

Fair warning….

Shall we Pearl?

“Writing is easy. All you do is stare at a blank sheet of paper until drops of blood form on your forehead.” — Gene Fowler

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Since the rest of today promises to be a bit tense and stressful, lets see what we can find for a bit of fun…. Okay, well, this works….. In fact, I can’t think of a better act to suit the mood promised by today’s events…. Enjoy, ffolkes, it might be MY last chance to feel this light-hearted for a good long while….

Weird Al Yankovic Playlist

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“Our schools have been scientifically designed to prevent over-education from happening.  […] The average American (should be) content with their humble role in life, because they’re not tempted to think about any other role.” — U.S. Commissioner of Education, William T. Harris, 1889 — “The Tyranny of Government Schooling”, John Gatto, 1992

We the People...
“Being good at being stupid doesn’t count.”

~~ Smart Bee, with gigoid’s complete agreement ~~

 

    Thomas Carlyle once said, “The three great elements of modern civilization, Gunpowder, Printing, and the Protestant Religion.” Though I believe he may have had a certain mischievousness in mind when he said it, knowing it would invite comment, he hit the head of the nail more squarely than he knew. The three elements he assigns to such an exalted position are three which afford the elite ruling class all the tools they need to continue their millennia-long oppression of the world’s less fortunate.

Guns, to enforce their authority; Printing, the means to spread lies and misinformation far and wide; and, most serendipitously, the Protestant Religion, that bastion of support for those who rule… This corrupt institution, by its nature, supplies a cadre of trained manipulators, conversant with the process of brainwashing the ignorant into believing a rather improbable delusional system, designed to establish, and maintain, a form of mental control over the weak-minded and ignorant, playing perfectly on their most powerful fears. These master manipulators then proceed to extend the scope of their lies to include the fostering of respect for temporal authority equal to respect for the sanctity of religious dogma.

The most common message of every religion on Earth, insidiously hidden in pious, grand-sounding lies, effectively persuades their penitents, long since convinced of their own unworthiness, into slavish submission to worldly authority, like the good little sheep they are. In reward for wearing the slave’s collar, they receive a most solemn promise of life everlasting, AFTER they die, all for the privilege of surrendering their minds and souls now…. Kind of brings the opening quote, about stupid, into stark relief, doesn’t it?…. Remember this point, it will be important further down the page.

“It’s not what you call me — it’s what I answer to.” — African proverb

Whoa! Deep waters, here, ffolkes…. While performing some system maintenance yesterday, I had to reboot the computer. Smart Bee starts up during the boot sequence, leaving itself centered in the screen as the first program of the day I view, with its first offering laid out for my perusal. The proverb you see is what I first saw, whereupon I reacted how you see in the first word of this paragraph, with shock and awe at the depth and scope of the metaphor contained in this little gem. It is, at once, a very powerful reminder of our own center, and the power which is available there for those who can use it, a form of magic to many people, but, simply acknowledgment of one’s own correct place in the universe.

The other side of the powerful meaning, hidden by its very simplicity, is how to apply that power…. There is powerful magic in knowing the true name of a thing, whether that thing is animate, or inanimate. Knowing the true name of things imparts the wisdom of knowing, inherently, the truth of any proposition, thus, the advantage of seeing the real nature of any interaction between people; in essence, it reveals motivation.

We all know, to some degree, below the level of conscious thought, how to do this. How many times have you met someone, who tells you their name, but, you can clearly see the word “fool”, or “asshole” in the depths of their eyes…. Sometimes, the true name of a person seems stapled to their forehead, or flashing in neon letters over their head, it is so obvious… Others have learned to conceal their true name behind distracting behaviors, or false displays of virtue, for the purpose of betrayal…. People are diverse creatures, thanks to good ol’ DNA, which seems to have limitless ability to combine in unique configurations, making people as unique as the word itself.

When we meet someone, we call them by certain names; sir, mister, doctor, madam, miss, etc. When we don’t exactly know their true nature. these words give us, and them, clues as to how to determine one’s best approach to the person, to meet the motivational impetus toward the desired goal, obviously, different for each. In our minds, whatever name, or word, used is likely to be influenced by our own perceptions, below the conscious, surface thoughts we have, no matter what the person’s name or title might be in their own minds. For example, when a doctor thinks of his patient, a certain set of attitudes are generated, then used as motivation, for however the doctor treats the individual.

Most often, in my experience, the doctor makes the assumption of their own inherent superiority, in knowledge, in authority, in status, for whatever reasons they have found to be comfortable for them to use as their justification/rationalization of their attitude. The patient is thus automatically placed in the unenviable position of having to deal with a person who starts with the belief in their own rightness, who intends to take control of the interaction, determining the outcome according to THEIR position’s requirements and standards.

In consequence, the patient’s own feelings, thoughts, opinions, and, in essence, their rights, are completely disregarded, as not being equal in value or importance to those of the doctor…. In short, the typical doctor assumes a completely unjustified mantle of infallibility, always dependent on the use of manipulation and control, instituting a hidden contest of wills, as it were, before interaction has even begun…. But, knowing this ahead of time is the advantage possessed only by those who can see such interaction in the harsh light of reality, knowing the true nature and name to apply to the person who has assumed an adversarial position at the outset…. most people don’t see it, whether or not they can….

To my way of thinking, this sense of automatic entitlement, especially in a physician, is not merely wrong, it is reprehensible, as it goes against the grain of everything mankind has learned about the ethics needed for doctors to do their job without falling prey to the exact issue I have described, to wit: the danger of believing in their own inherent importance, simply for being entrusted with knowledge others don’t possess, thus giving them the power to harm by their simple indifference to the rights possessed by every man, woman, and child by virtue of life.

It’s my belief, strongly held, these rights, possessed by every person alive, includes the right to make the final decisions on any issue pertaining to their own health or well-being. No other person, at all, has the right to make that decision for them, without their full agreement, given freely, without coercion or influence, nor is there ANY justifiable reason, ever, for denying that right, particularly for people who are at a disadvantage due to age, or youth, gender, or physical or mental deficiencies, i.e, the weak and afflicted. Those who deny rights to anyone are, simply, without any ethical character, and can lay no claim to any sort of honor. Their mamas and daddies would be ashamed of them; if I acted like that, my father wouldn’t have had to say a word to me. I would have KNOWN he disapproved….

In the hands of a doctor, pride and arrogance are akin to a loaded weapon in the hands of a child; they can harm without awareness, justifying it by believing the ends justify the means, the time-worn fallacy common to all those who embrace such loss of humanity. A doctor who believes in their own  omnipotence, implying their infallibility, to me, is one of the most terrifying of examples of how evil can inhabit the most talented of people, destroying all sense of connection with their own humanity, replacing it with unbridled, unassailable pride in their own position as demi-gods, possessing the power of life and death over their subjects….

Now, I am not a fool; I have proof, somewhere…. I realize that many doctors are not complete assholes; some actually do care about other people, using that motivation to help whomever they can. But, they are few and far between in today’s medical model, which is founded upon the massive sense of entitlement enjoyed by the powerful, entrenched traditions so prevalent in the AMA, and other spokespeople for the medical community.

(Doctors, you see, believe they are of paramount importance in the scheme of things, more so even than the other people who assist them; nurses, aides, technicians, secretaries, all are less powerful, and less important, in their eyes, and regard…., and please, let’s not insult ANYONE’s intelligence by suggesting such an observation isn’t obvious to the most simple minded…. In fact, if you ever want an eye-opener, ask a hospital aide, or a janitor, in a hospital, about how doctors typically treat them, when they bother to even notice their presence…. If you can find one brave enough to risk their job to tell you, it will raise your brows all the way to the top of your hairline….).

The rare ethical souls, who still remember the symbolic, yet powerfully real function of the recitation of the Hippocratic Oath, which signifies commitment to its stated principles , are too few, without any organization to be of any permanent effectiveness in reforming the current model. Generally, they don’t even notice, anyway; expediency is now standard training for all American citizens…. as encouraged by those who now own the medical community, those corporate interests who run Big Pharm, and the huge HMO and insurance organizations, who are in complete control of the AMA, working hand in glove with the agencies the government maintains to regulate our lives for us….

The big corporations LIKE the doctors thinking they are powerful; but, notice, please, who must follow COMPANY protocols, in order protect their livelihood. The corporation isn’t worried about the doctors at all, for they wear their own version of the same collar worn by the general public; it’s just more stylish, and doesn’t chafe as much, as long as they don’t concern themselves with anything like self-respect, or honor.

Many people forget when looking at modern medicine, not even doctors have anything to say about what will be allowed, and what is appropriate medical theory to hold as truth. The actual people in charge of every HMO and insurance scam, of every Big Pharmaceuticals Corporation, (Merck, Lilly, etc.), are not even trained as medical personnel; they are trained businessmen, with degrees in Hospital Management, or MBA’s from Yale or Harvard, whose ONLY goal in life is to secure as much power and money (i.e, resources) as they can before they die.

The avowed purpose of Kaiser Permanente, that corporate giant so ubiquitous here in the US and around the world, is to see that their “members” THRIVE…. Do you believe, for a moment, that idea has anything at all to do with the actual purpose behind the company’s motivation? I would suggest, the company’s primary goal is to make money; if they happen to provide some services, well and good. But, their first loyalty is to the transaction, not the parties involved in the transaction. It would seem to me, their vision statement might be more accurately read as, “Protect the bottom line, and screw the rest; it doesn’t matter who suffers if it is profitable to the company.”

If one happens to look at the policies and rules by which their “members” must abide to receive any services at all, it becomes crystal clear that the only true goal in evidence is to squeeze every bit of money they can out of each individual who falls into their grasp, in a relationship which would be more accurately defined by the word “victim”, than it is now, i.e., “members” If one needs more than merely one piece of proof of the attitude Kaiser takes toward its “members”, consider the first and second questions asked by any Kaiser employee when speaking on the telephone to a person they suspect of being a “member”….

First, one is asked if one is a Kaiser member; second, one’s Kaiser number is demanded as proof of membership…. Without that number, one may not even speak to someone who might be able to help them, unless it happens to be a sales operator, perfectly willing to sign them up as a member. so they, too, can be awarded their own number, which they are perfectly free to staple on their forehead, to smooth the process of receiving medical care from their “providers”….. Or, you can just memorize it to speed up the phone conversations, as many of the Kaiser employees have learned to skip the first question, going straight to asking for the  number, which is all they really need to identify your status as a victim, er, member….

Doesn’t it all just give you a warm, fuzzy feeling? If so, you are a perfect candidate for their particular version of slavery; perhaps they’d feel less insulted if I merely called it “indentured servitude”, but, I’m not in the habit of mincing words, though  I admit to a tendency toward some lingering resentment showing through, on those occasions when I call a spade a spade…. Hard not to, when I’m speaking about events of which I have personal experience as evidence of their veracity…. I’ve a patient man, as well as a victim, er, patient of Kaiser’s, on two different occasions, for a total of more than ten years of my life, so I am quite familiar with their continuous attempts to destroy my soul, & turn me into an obedient little slave, who hangs on the doctor’s every word as if it were a direct message from God….

I figure, those who wish to “assume the position” are welcome to do so; any and all attempts, by anyone, or, anything, to force me to do so is destined to fail. I’m too old, too fucking smart (as in, NOT stupid, or weak-minded, or manipulable by any normal means…), and too mean to ever allow any such atrocity to take place. My soul’s health, my body’s health, and my mind’s health are not separate objects to me; they ARE me….  Any decisions about my condition is MINE to make, no matter how entitled anyone else may feel they may be; I guarantee, by making such a dangerous assumption, they will be taught, at their own expense, they are wrong in their assumption. Thus, they are NOT entitled to any consideration on my part, for their safety or well-being, at all, at all….

Anyone who believes they can, or are entitled to abrogate my rights, or my own decisions about anything to do with ME, is in for a most terrible disappointment, with the added risk of pissing me off…. The last entities to do so are now enjoying the hospitality of a different dimension, and the world is no wiser to their absence than that of any other insignificant insect that has passed on to another plane…. But, it’s not my job, or my chosen duty, to prevent anyone else from making mistakes they will regret; it’s only my duty to stop them when they try to do so to me. Rest assured, I have no problem with doing so….

So be it.

gigoid has spoken…. a lot, it seems.

“Beware the fury of a patient man.”

~~ John Dryden ~~


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It seems that being up most of the night and day stimulates my ranting glands, in such a way they produce massive quantities of freshly chewed material, a great deal of which seems to have been included in today’s Pearl. This, of course, means you’ll have to put up with my poetry again, to save the reputation of anyone else I might include… It’s just better for all concerned…. I hope you enjoy it anyway….

When life calls, ready or not….

Memories are all we have sometimes
to keep our sanity intact,
with learned phrases and subtle rhymes
lessening life’s vicious, vibrant impact.

Presently all seems composed and intent
in stark contrast to hollow day,
forlorn patchwork emotions of unheralded bent,
fill up night’s bower, leaving hell to pay.

Such vigorous and elevated temper
brings us rare moments to ponder,
filled with lessons all need to remember
lest base perception lose valued wonder.

Laugh loud when entropy sticks fast
leaving shameless anger in its wake.
Let bygones pass quietly into the past
reaping only what is left to take.

Final words of wise imagination
tell us living well’s the best revenge, it appears
ever eluding choirs and congregations
finally finding home, never buried in tears.

~~ gigoid ~~


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The pearl you see below is an interesting collection. When I started the process, my only intent was to find a subject by letting my subconscious mind let out a yell at the first one it liked…. My version of ghost-writing, so to speak….

Letting my mind coast through the quotes, the following pearls, along with a few others trimmed out for another rant on government malfeasance, seemed to go together, though the reason wasn’t readily apparent to my pain-distracted conscious mind. Later, I figured it out, but, would rather let it stand without any explanation, to see what happens…. Some of the included ideas come from sources I usually don’t find much use for, but, they fit in with this…. My version of a lab experiment, again, so to speak….

Whether or not any of this makes any sense to you, each pearl, taken individually, should, at the very least, stimulate the random thought or three (there appear to be a lot of them….), making it a worthwhile occupation for a couple of minutes of your valuable time….

So to speak…

“There is no ancient gentlemen but gardeners.” — William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet — Act v, Sc. 1

“Advice is probably the only free thing which people won’t take.” — Lothar Kaul

“Never ascribe to an opponent motives meaner than your own.” — John M. Barrie

“I came not to send peace, but a sword.” — Matthew 10:34

“The measure of a man’s real character is what he would do if he knew he never would be found out.” — Thomas Babington Macaulay

“Do not withhold good from those to whom it is due, when it is in the power of your hand to do so.” — Proverbs 3:27

“Ubi solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant.” [They make a desert, and call it peace.] — Tacitus (54-119 AD), Agricola, 30

“If people bring so much courage to this world the world has to kill them, so of course it kills them. The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave…” — Ernest Hemingway, “A Farewell to Arms”

“Courage is the greatest of all the virtues. You cannot consistently practice any other virtues without being courageous.” — Maya Angelou

“Bow to no patron’s insolence. Rely on no frail hopes; in freedom live and die.” — Seneca

“They say you can’t do it, but sometimes that isn’t always true.” — Casey Stengel

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What a perfect pearl for the closing line! I’ll bet they said I couldn’t do it today, but, that has been shown, patently, not to be the case. Having thus defied the odds once again, in spite of the handicaps encountered by being up in the middle of what should have been my night of restful sleep, I shall take my leave, with more dignity than I imagined would be possible. Some quiet relief in there, too, ffolkes, you betcha…. Well deserved, too, after an outburst of more than 5000 words! See y’all tomorrow, if I’m not in jail for blowing up a Kaiser facility…. I guess I’ll stick to metaphorically blowing up some Kaiser employees, strictly for medicinal purposes, I assure you…. Ta, then….

Y’all take care out there,
and May the Metaphorse be with you;
Blessed Be, dearest Carole, Mark,Theresa, & Richy
and everyone else, too…

When I works, I works hard.
When I sits, I sits loose.
When I thinks, I falls asleep.

Which is Why….

Sometimes I sits and thinks,
   and sometimes,
I just sits.

gigoid, the dubious

PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.

“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch

dozer3


À bientôt, mon cherí….


					

Irregular behavior patterns on parade….

Ffolkes,

You’ll never have a quiet world till you knock the patriotism out of the human race.”
~~  George Bernard Shaw ~~
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“Did someone say “walk”?”


The dogs belong to a photographer in England. She rescued all three dogs, and now takes pictures of them together, and separately, from a unique viewpoint; I found this, along with a number of other excellent photos, on the web site of the London Daily Telegraph…. I love the pictures, which she uses to demonstrate a number of emotions or issues of a humorous nature…. If you have a chance, check them out some time… I forgot to take down the name, of either the dogs, or the photographer, but, Google will find the picture, if it is plugged in, just like it will find words….

Now that the housekeeping has been completed, we could go on to something more compelling, or intense, but, who wants to wake up to that? I could comment along the lines of the quote from George Bernard, above, or, I could even start a rant in the same vein, i.e., political asininity…. We could take a 90 degree turn, heading off toward some shiny thought off in the distance…. Or, I could ignore everything, and just start babbling, much as I usually do each day….

I can’t seem to make up my mind, which, although not all that unusual, is a trifle more stubborn than I generally find it to be…. There’s no rhyme, nor reason, I can find, other than an impish sense of fun that is sort of hovering about, looking for a way to insert itself into the conversation…. It’s bound for disappointment today, I can tell ya…. My mood is such that “fun” might cause sparks, and a fire…. we don’t want to have to deal with that before I’ve had more coffee, believe me…. I’m already riding the edge of control, couldn’t say why, but, I can say, it would NOT be a good day to test my patience….

Maybe it’s because I was all set to do a politirant, right off the bat today…. The quote, a good one, is also a good springboard for a discussion of the dangers of patriotism without the intelligence to operate such a dangerous state of being…. To be a true patriot of this country, it requires, no, it demands the citizenry be educated, and not by merely one book; anything less will not allow us to keep the freedom to think, and to act in ways that are actually free, and not merely conforming to custom, or tradition…..

But, then, most of the citizens of this country can no longer use their minds for independent thought, having given away the right to use their own minds a long time ago…. In fact, I’m pretty sure the fundies and zealots were already planning their insidious take-over of the government, in collusion with the corporate snakeheads and their bribes…. Now, both of them have the government in a choke hold, and nothing gets done unless they say so…. If you don’t believe me, just look at how many bills this Congress has voted on…. it’s pathetic….

Both of these groups, neither of which gives a shit about the common man, other than as the means by which they can assume control of the world’s resources, have infiltrated the ranks of those who believe they are in charge, to manipulate them into making laws that favor two entities only….. Business, which is protected by the granting of “corporate personhood”, and religion, which is protected by all sorts of special advantages in the laws, just like the corporations… such as no taxes on their operations or properties…. What a scam!

Oh gosh…. look at that. I’ve lost control again, and started ranting in the intro…. when I said I probably shouldn’t rant at all….. and, I find I was right, as usual…. (I know, being right so often is annoying at times, but, hey, it’s still better than being wrong!…..) My mood is such that just that little bit of expressed ire, and my blood pressure banged up a few notches…. Bogus!

Ah well, we’ll pretend it never happened, and try to go on…. In fact, we’ll take this opportunity right here to make our escape, n’est pas? Oui….

Shall we Pearl?….

“The greatest torture in the world for most people is to think.” — Luther Burbank (1849-1926)

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“Pretty much all the honest truth telling there is in the world is done by children.” — Oliver Wendell Holmes (1809-1894)

http://blog.sfgate.com/morford/2014/07/29/prove-your-love-at-city-hall/

“The “rules” are more like frightened guesses based on pious fairytales, superstitious dogma, the thing that sort of worked for a few people, once, way back when. The church is more full of sh-t than anyone save maybe the government, right along with all developed cultures of the world, all clueless as stoned cats but simultaneously desperate to keep the populace locked into some sense of behavioral norm. ” — Mark Morford, Monday, 2014

I’ll bet you’re thinking, “Oh no! He’s going to rant again, against religion!” Well, you could be right, but, then, again, you might be wrong, too…. To be honest, I myself am, as yet, unsure which path to take…. Mark’s article is a good one, again, and this single paragraph is one of the finest short summaries of reality in our culture that I’ve seen in a long time… The last sentence in the excerpt, “….church is full of sh_t….”, etc. is BEAUTIFUL!, It’s precise, coherent, and shows reality in a strong, bright light….. such as it is….

I COULD rant…. goodness knows there is enough going on in the world to rant about, especially now the various branches of our government, which have been at war for generations, have apparently gone completely bonkers, with one branch trying to sue another branch, by filing suit with the third branch…. which just goes to show, the tree is rotten, to the core….

Rather than making it worse for you by pounding that into your face and mind, with a religirant, or a politirant, or even a politireligirant, I’ll make the same points, with a lighter touch, by putting together a pointed old-school pearl, with all of them, the politicians, the judges, the police, the corporate snakes, the preachers, the pimps, and all those other assholes who spend their lives taking from others, as the common target…. Enjoy….

“The Second Amendment doesn’t grant the right to keep and bear arms. You already have that right.  The Constitution just prohibits the government from taking it away from you.” — Smart Bee

“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown.” — H.P. Lovecraft, “Supernatural Horror in Literature”

“There are two sentences inscribed upon the Delphic oracle, hugely accommodated to the usages of man’s life: “Know thyself”, and “Nothing too much”; and upon these all other precepts depend.” — Plutarch (46-120 AD) — Consolation to Apollonius

“In fact, one thing that I have noticed . . . is that all of these conspiracy theories depend on the perpetrators being endlessly clever.  I think you’ll find the facts also work if you assume everyone is endlessly stupid.” — Brian E. Moore

“Everybody in this room is wearing a uniform, so don’t kid yourself…” — Frank Zappa

“Money talks. Usually it says, “Bend over.”” — Solomon Short

“Don’t ever tell anyone they ain’t free, ‘cos they’re gonna get real busy killin’ and maimin’ just to prove they are.” — Terry Southern (script for Easy Rider)

And there, but for the grace of, well, somebody, go you or I…

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I’m using one of my poems, just because it fits the theme, perfectly…. Well, of course it does, silly, I wrote it, didn’t I?….

Geezer to Congress, with Love

Politicos don’t care much ’bout seniors and their ilk,
except for their money, I thinks;
Though they talk as if they’d cozen them in silk,
what they actually do, it stinks.

“The banks are failing, we can’t allow that!”,
steal from the aged, that’s their plan.
“Their life’s ending, that’s plainly where they’re at,”
lie shamelessly, because they can.

Maybe just once, if we all act together,
it couldn’t miss.
Right on their shoes, no matter the weather,
take careful aim, and piss.

Why the hell not?
It’s worth a shot!

~~ gigoid ~~

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Okay, so, it’s getting a bit late, and I’m tired, even though I haven’t ranted very hard or long…. Just a factor of my age, I suppose…. which is something I refuse to give in to. Rather than ranting, though, which could cause bleeding from the ears at this juncture, we’ll go old school again, with a random, harlequin style pearl, sans parameters, to make the process of searching faster and simpler…. Now, watch Smart Bee screw with me, and keep me busy for a half-hour or more, looking for that last perfect pearl…. Wish me luck….

“Generally, he who occupies the field of battle first and awaits his enemies is at ease.” — Sun Tzu

“In poverty and other misfortunes of life, true friends are a sure refuge. The young they keep out of mischief; to the old they are a comfort and aid in their weakness, and those in the prime of life they incite to noble deeds.” — Aristotle

“It is vain to look for a defence against lightning.” — Publius Syrus (42 BC) — Maxim 835

“Let not thy mind run on what thou lackest as much as on what thou hast already.” — Marcus Aurelius Antoninus (121-180 AD) — Meditations, vii, 27

“The man who boasts that he habitually tells the truth is simply a man with no respect for it. It is not a thing to be thrown about loosely, like small change; it is something to be cherished and hoarded and disbursed only when absolutely necessary. The smallest atom of truth represents some man’s bitter toil and agony; for every ponderable chunk of it there is a brave truth-seeker’s grave upon some lonely ash-dump and a soul roasting in Hell.” — H. L. Mencken, Prejudices: Third Series

“The very powerful and the very stupid have one thing in common.  Instead of altering their views to fit the facts, they alter the facts  to fit their views…which can be very uncomfortable if you happen to  be one of the facts that needs altering.” — Doctor Who, “Face of Evil”

This is thy hour, O Soul;
Thy free flight into the wordless
Away from books, from art.
The day erased; the lesson done.

Thee fully forth emerging,
Silent, gazing…
Pondering the themes thou lovest best:
Night, sleep, death, and the stars.

~~ Walt Whitman ~~


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Naturally, I was, again, too bloody right…. except it took 45 minutes, rather than a mere 30…. But, the results were worth the time & effort, I think, so, I’ll let it go without further comment, which would only serve to anger me, and bore y’all…. Neither of those outcomes is desirable, so, we’ll just call it a day…. Well, we will, as soon as I can figure out the correct combination of words to get us out of here…. Oh, right, here they are…. See ya, ffolkes…. tomorrow, if everything goes the way it should….

Y’all take care out there,
and May the Metaphorse be with you;
Blessed Be, dearest  Carole, Mark, and Theresa…
and everyone else, too…

When I works, I works hard.
When I sits, I sits loose.
When I thinks, I falls asleep.

Which is Why….


Sometimes I sits and thinks,
and sometimes,
I just sits.

gigoid the dubious

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They want that oil FULLY hydrogenated….

Ffolkes,

Thanks to the Word Press bot monkeys, who blithely collect and display all of our site stats, posting them where we can see them, if we are brave enough, I know that there were a total of four views of my blog yesterday…. That’s pathetic, even though the people who DID come by are not …. I know them both… the other two visits were from me, as I checked the site during the day…..

People, not even folks, much less ffolkes, but, people at large, are, as I’ve heard said so elegantly, “staying away in droves”, and I’m pretty sure I know why…. It’s the subject matter, and the ranting, that is making it hard for people to get into my writing, I think…. I tend to rant a lot, and my subject matter, while sometimes of interest to all, more often probably just gets old…..

Since it’s been around forever, I can’t see the poetry I include as the most likely cause for the absence of readers…. and, the old-school pearls, while perhaps obscure at times, generally have enough good quotes in them to make them worthwhile to read…. as well as more often containing a modicum of humor…. Levity always plays better than angst…. They’re shorter, too, as a rule…

That leaves the ranting as the major reason people might avoid reading this material…. It’s generally longer than most folks want to read, and I do tend to get a bit vitriolic, I know, in describing some of the public figures that many people admire…. This may tend to cause some ire, as well, because, as I’m aware of, people don’t like to have their icons attacked, especially in ways that show them to be less than admirable people, thus taking away some of the shine that goes with being one of their admirers…..

To this handicap, add also that I tend to repeat my subject matter frequently, according to whatever articles in the news have arisen to stimulate one of my outbursts of outrage…. Considering these factors, one can see why many people might get tired of reading about the same old stuff, even if the insults are fresh, and my complaints are, at minimum, justifiable only in my own eyes… In addition, the mere fact of the truth of what I may say doesn’t seem to matter to some folks, as they don’t want to hear it anyway…. Them, I don’t really give much of a shit about, since they’re already dead, in regards their ability to reason….

But, the people who do come by who NEED to see what I write aren’t going to stay long, once they’ve been exposed to my style of expressing my outrage, as I tend to be rather forceful in my insults of a number of conservative, and liberal, iconic heroes, who, to me, are all the more villainous for their apparent harmlessness…. Their image as smart, caring individuals, with the interests of the common man at the forefront of their concerns, (which is what they WANT folks to believe about them….), gets punctured rather quickly around here, and their avaricious, self-serving, dishonest NASTINESS is exposed, by unassailable evidence (often out of their own mouths….), to show them as the selfish assholes they really are, behind the smarmy smiles, and mouths full of lies….

Ah well…. As I’ve said before, I write this mostly for my own benefit…. If I leave all this angst-filled frustration inside my head, it rots, or percolates into a mishmash of thoughts and ideas that would make anyone ill….. Instead, I write, & get all of it off my chest, into the public marketplace of ideas, the human cloud of common experience, if you will, where there is at least a small chance that someone will see it, & be thereby inspired to think…. It’s a bit frustrating at times, to know that so few are seeing it, especially since I KNOW FOR A FACT there are MILLIONS of ignorant fools out there who NEED to see the information I share every day….

But, I can live with the frustration, because I know that getting this OUT of my head is doing me more good than I could ever get from psychotherapy, or from trying to live the lie so many people fall for…. I know THAT for a FACT….. So, if folks want to keep ignoring what I write, that’s okay…. Maybe a few more of the over 440 ffolkes who signed up to follow my blog will stop in to read, be inspired, and share it around the web…. If even a few people see my words, it could conceivably make a small difference…. and, in the final analysis, isn’t that what we all want?….

Shall we Pearl?

“A new scientific truth does not triumph by convincing its opponents and making them see the light, but rather because its opponents eventually die, and a new generation grows up that is familiar with it.” — Max Planck, 1858-1947

“And waste their music on the savage race.” — Edward Young (1684-1765) — Love of Fame, Satire v, Line 228
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As is often the case, you’ll need to at least skim these articles to get the full effect of the following material…. Don’t worry, I’ll wait….

http://www.sfgate.com/news/medical/article/Arkansas-court-tosses-1-2B-judgment-against-J-J-5334330.php

http://www.sfgate.com/raiders/article/Feds-end-Raiderette-wage-probe-with-no-action-5332287.php

P. What riches give us let us then inquire: Meat, fire, and clothes.
B. What more?
P. Meat, fine clothes, and fire.

— Alexander Pope (1688-1744) — Moral Essays, Epistle iii, Line 79

Is there any doubt left, in anyone’s mind, that in this country, if not the entire world, the courts, and the federal government in general, are completely under the control and influence of corporate entities? There is none left in mine, let me assure you, not a dram, nor even a drop….. The links above lead to articles of note on the subject, both of which are merely the reports of two more instances of corporate influence on legislation, just a small piece of a long list of occasions throughout history, where the corporate interests of a large company were protected by a court decision, or, as in the second case, by federal lawyers (?….!!!) from the Attorney General’s office of investigation…. What a crock!

In the case of the Raiders cheerleaders vs. the NFL bullies, what do you want to wager that the law, regarding “seasonal” businesses being “exempt” from the laws the rest of us must follow, was already very familiar to the company before drawing up the contracts for anyone they might hire, such as the cheerleaders, thus saving themselves, literally, hundreds of millions of dollars in operating expenses, from not having to pay for such operational items as oh, say, a living wage for the people who work for the company? (By a living wage, I refer to an amount of money earned that one could actually LIVE on, not what some shark of a CEO thinks is “reasonable”, an amount that is generally minuscule, compared to even the minimum wage now in place; thus, it becomes a figure which protects the bottom line….)

Not only was the company probably aware of the law, I would also wager serious money the lobbyists for the NFL in Congress were instrumental in setting the regulations that are part of the law, when the law was first written…. There is no safer way to protect one’s interests than to be able to say what goes into a law that one’s company will have to obey…. Why not write the law the way they want it in the first place?…. It’s a simple matter of paying ONE, or perhaps a few corrupt politicians in the present, thus saving millions of dollars of future costs….. This, of course, enables the corporation to pocket those millions, since all that money won’t be going to the cheerleaders, or back to the consumers…

As for the J&J decision, well, I guess that one got fixed way back in the mid-eighteen hundreds, when corporations were awarded their “personhood”…. In this case, that protects them from being confused with a “medical facility”, you see, thus making them, once again, “exempt” from any of the laws pertaining to what they actually do as a business…. They are free to do pretty much whatever they want, as long as they remember to set aside enough of what they’ve stolen to pay their lawyers, and the occasional congress person, or judge…. Easy money, from where they’re sitting, wouldn’t you say?…..

(Note: after finishing, a thought…. How many of the lawyers involved in all of the cases in the two articles went to the same law school? Bet it’s more than just a couple…. Between the judges, & their lackeys, lawyers on both sides of the issues, and the politicians, who are what lawyers become after they leave the larval stage, I’d bet one could find a LOT of collusive interactions from past involvements by the players…. but, who’s going to notice, or question that sort of thing, besides ffolkes like me?….)

I began this rant yesterday, when I first read the two articles…. Actually, it only took the first one to piss me off; the second article just made the rant imperative, while adding more fuel to my outrage…. The NFL corporation(s) (along with other massive conglomerates of assholes who exploit games theory, such as the NCAA, the NBA, the NHL, the NTA, and MLB, WBF, WWF, just to name some of those in THIS country…. In the rest of the world, think Rugby, Cricket, Soccer/Futbol, tennis, etc…. Oh, right, and some for the richest gamesmen, sailing races…. Think, literally (look it up…. I did….) billions upon billions of dollars of income from EACH sport, for EACH of those corporations, EACH year….. not counting TV income….) has to be one of the most egregious examples in modern society of how corrupt our government has become, and how that corruption extends into all reaches of Society At Large….

Here is a corporation whose sole purpose is to provide the public with a whole range of time- and money-consuming activities/pastimes that involve the participation and, more importantly, the focus, attention, and MONEY, of literally hundreds of millions of fools, who are thus kept from using a large part of their brain for thinking…. Of course, these are the brains occupying the middle and lower end of the human bell curve of intelligence, but, hey, there are a LOT of these people out there, who provide the massive inertia that makes society so hard to change…. Why? Because everyone is busy watching a GAME, or betting on a game, or waiting for a game to start…..

In addition, and perhaps more significantly, it encourages those millions of people to spend a large part of their income (and thus, the time and energy spent to obtain that money….) in paying for the ‘privilege’ of watching these GAMES, and to buy any number of otherwise USELESS articles that show how engaged they are in supporting their vicarious heroic icons…. Add to this all the other sports leagues in the world, each one controlled by some VERY RICH assholes with no concern for anyone who can’t do something for them, and we see just one of the numerous ways in which the shadowy corporate masters of society have asserted their control over the ignorant, and the greedy….

Billions and billions of dollars are spent each year by the public, to watch their icons bang into each other, or toss around a ball, or in some way compete in such a way as to arouse the same vicarious feelings in the watchers that they felt when personally engaging in those activities, when they were young…. In short, it’s a drug, which soothes the public mind by allowing them to repeat good feelings as many times as they wish, thereby giving up all their individuality, their time, their money, and all of their self-respect (in my mind….), just so they can be part of a crowd of others, all with the same goal of wasting precious time watching other people PLAY A FUCKING GAME!….

I think, if I was asked to do so, I could come up with at least a dozen other ways to spend all that time and money, any one of which would help the world find its way to a better place than we are in now…. and so could you. Almost anyone could…. But, it will never happen, because the Powers That Be like things just as they are, where they have the control over society to do exactly as they wish, and the major portion of humanity will never even know they are being enslaved…. not as long as the Forty-Niners play on Sunday, or the Giants are in the World Series….

Basta…. Everything I’ve said here is true…. y’all KNOW it is…. All the evidence for all these assertions I’ve made is right there in the headlines of the news, every day, if one is alert enough, and clever enough to see it…. The masters of society have enslaved mankind for over five thousand years now, from shortly after the time they convinced everyone else that money was a better thing to use than barter, (It’s not, for a number of reasons, but, that’s a talk for another time….), while the rest of us have the choice to ignore our enslavement, go along with it, with or without ill-grace, or, to know about it, hate it, & complain, loudly, even eloquently, but, to little or no effect (I’m doubtless guilty of the latter….) (…. guilty of complaining to little effect, not of doing so with eloquence….)

At this point, unless there are enough concerned people to band together to expose this issue, which would doubtlessly prompt everyone else to DO something to stop them (they WON’T stop on their own, count on that…), then, by golly, ffolkes, we’re all going to pay the price for THEIR ignorance, when the planet steps in to cleanse itself of all the crap we’ve thrown around during our short tenancy….. Won’t THAT be fun?…. Well, you’re probably right, it won’t be….

“The truth cannot be tidied up.” — Hugh Prather
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It’s a long rant today, I know…. Sorry, but, that had all been building up a while, & needed to be lanced before it got infected, or festered, as we like to say on colloquial side of the street…. Besides, it’s all true, and needs to be told, so, I’m not going to apologize for doing what I consider to be my duty as a citizen of this country, one who is free, educated, and patriotic, without being blinded by sentiment, or faith-based nonsense.

That being said, I would normally use one of my own poems here, so all of this doesn’t sully the name of some other poet by people’s unfortunate tendency to form associations that aren’t real, merely due to circumstantial presence, rather than any similarity of thought…. But, I decided that I wasn’t going to give in to that sort of ignorance today, because I WANT something good here, and my own stuff can’t necessarily be judged so, not without giving up all objectivity….

So, in order to indulge myself, I’m going with a classic poet, whose reputation is such that mere association with MY work could never adversely affect HIS reputation…. It’s been too long in place, and is too accurate, to ever change…. Society will always admire this man, in spite of himself…. In a race of creatures whose one major claim to fame is that each is a unique individual, this man stands out, and always has…. Enjoy! I intend to do so….

My Voice

Within this restless, hurried, modern world
We took our hearts’ full pleasure–You and I,
And now the white sails of our ship are furled,
And spent the lading of our argosy.

Wherefore my cheeks before their time are wan,
For very weeping is my gladness fled,
Sorrow hath paled my lip’s vermilion,
And Ruin draws the curtains of my bed.

But all this crowded life has been to thee
No more than lyre, or lute, or subtle spell
Of viols, or the music of the sea
That sleeps, a mimic echo, in the shell.

~~ Oscar Wilde ~~

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Oh boy…. I can relax now, and have a bit of fun…. I’ve been so focused this morning, on getting the rant just right, as well as, I admit, making a complete mess of the intro, that I lost track of the fun button, so my blood level is running a bit low….. Since I’m so sober, I’ll try to bring a bit of balance to the Metaphorse, and use a simple, single parameter for the following pearl, to wit: the following quotes have all been determined to display the essence of bozoid tendencies in some fashion, to be determined at the time of consumption…. Enjoy them, please…. if you don’t, I’ve failed, again….

:oops:

“I think a good gift for the president would be a chocolate revolver.  And since  he’s so busy, you’d probably have to run up to him and hand it to him.” — Deep Thoughts, by Jack Handey

“Ignorance is never out of style.  It was in fashion yesterday, it is the rage today, and it will set the pace tomorrow.” — Franklin K. Dane

Born Again Christian = “I guess I myth’d again.” — Smart Bee

“Dogs feel very strongly that they should always go with you in the car, in case the need should arise for them to bark violently at nothing, right in your ear.” — Dave Barry

— How many Canadians does it take to change a light bulb?  Twelve. Four to form a Parliamentary study committee to decide how to solve the problem, one Francophone to complain that I didn’t translate this joke into French, one Native Canadian to protest that the interests of Native Canadians have been overlooked, one woman from the National Action Committee On the Status Of Women to say that women have been underrepresented in the process, one to go over the border to the Niagara Falls Factory Outlet Mall and buy a new bulb and not pay duty on it on the way back, one to actually screw it in, one to collect taxes on the whole procedure so the government can afford it, one to buy a case of Molson for everybody to drink, and one to drop the puck.” — Smart Bee, eh?

“If people did not sometimes do silly things, nothing intelligent would ever get done.” — Wittgenstein

“Deem not life a thing of consequence. For look at the yawning void of the future, and at that other limitless space, the past.” — Marcus Aurelius Antoninus (121-180 AD) — Meditations, iv, 50

Oops! Sorry…. it took a kind of radical turn at the end there, didn’t it? Oh well, it kind of works, and I have a special contract with Marcus Aurelius…. his quotes ALWAYS stay, no matter what the parameters, just because, for being over 1800 years old, they are consistently the most correct, insightful, and relevant statements that can be found…. Seriously, he never seemed to miss, not if it got written down…. and, if you do stop to think about it a little, it even fits into the group it is part of, as a sort of closing, summarization sort of thing…. sort of…. Hey, even if not, it’s still a brilliant thought, right? How can you lose?…. Right…. you can’t…. Even the darkest cloud can have a silver lining…..
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Well, that took forever, it seems….. a feeling the clock confirms, as I’m two entire hours later than usual getting this done…. That might have something to do with not getting up until almost 0500, which has to do with consuming massive quantities of sleep aids in various manifestations, so it isn’t necessarily surprising, or alarming….. just different, I suppose one could say, and be correct….

There, a quick hundred words or so to say a bit more NOTHING, and we can bring this mess to a close….. I tried several new techniques today, behind the scenes, & I’ll let y’all know how they worked another time…. For now, I suppose I’ve held you captive to my whim long enough, and should let y’all be on your way into the day…. SIGH…. Okay, but, this power over others stuff is addictive, y’know….. See ya tomorrow….

Y’all take care out there,
and May the Metaphorse be with you;
Blessed Be, dearest  Carole, Mark, and Theresa…
and everyone else, too…

When I works, I works hard.
When I sits, I sits loose.
When I thinks, I falls asleep.

Which is Why….


Sometimes I sits and thinks,
and sometimes,
I just sits.

gigoid the dubious

dozer3

Hastening Armageddon for pennies a day….

Ffolkes,
With a clear eye, and a somewhat less than clear conscience, I take up the gauntlet once more, seeking new and innovative ways to befuddle the reading audience. Well, either befuddle, or titillate, take your pick; both are on sale today…..

That’s right, we’re having a sale. I have all this excess verbiage laying around, and I figured, “Hey, maybe somebody can use some of this stuff!”  Then I thought to myself, “Hey, maybe I can fool, er, talk them into paying for it! It’s worth a shot, right?”  So, I’ve taken some time to organize and label a bunch of stuff, and put prices on them.

Please, during your visit today, please take a moment to to look through the catalog on the table over there, and see if there isn’t a metaphor, or a witty response, or a partial poem, or a joke, or maybe even, gasp, an original idea, that you can use in your work…. all priced very reasonably….  Plus, if you buy your needed accessories to crime here, there is no guilt factor, so you can save the money you would have spent on plagiarism insurance. Every word will be shipped via email, so that cost is also zero…. How can you lose?

The bonus factor for me is a couple bucks extra to go into the old refrigerator….. No, I don’t mean I put my money in the fridge; I mean I’ll buy food, and put it in there….. although, come to think of it, I do know a lot of folks who think hiding money in the fridge is one NOBODY will ever think of…. I never bother to tell them it is the first place any experienced cop, guard, technician, or junkie will search in their quest for illegal substances or hidden treasures, mainly because EVERYBODY thinks that nobody else knows this…. another fine example of the quality of most folk’s thinking processes….

That’s probably enough silliness for one morning, or at least for intentional silliness. It starts to annoy even me after a bit…. What say we dive in and start the morning Pearl?….. Keeping in mind, of course, the morning words of wisdom….

PARANOIA: A healthy understanding of the way the universe works. — Smart Bee
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ART, n.  This word has no definition.  Its origin is related as follows by the ingenious Father Gassalasca Jape, S.J.

One day a wag — what would the wretch be at? —
Shifted a letter of the cipher RAT,
And said it was a god’s name!  Straight arose
Fantastic priests and postulates (with shows,
And mysteries, and mummeries, and hymns,
And disputations dire that lamed their limbs)
To serve his temple and maintain the fires,
Expound the law, manipulate the wires.
Amazed, the populace that rites attend,
Believe whate’er they cannot comprehend,
And, only edified to learn that two
Half-hairs joined so and so (as Art can do)
Have sweeter values and a grace more fit
Than Nature’s hairs that never have been split,
Bring cakes and wines for sacrificial feasts,
And sell their garments to support the priests.

— Ambrose Bierce, “The Devil’s Dictionary”

It seems that Mr. Bierce’s talent was not limited to merely prose with a sharp point, but displayed just as precisely, and pointedly, as poetry. Quite excellent poetry too, with couplets all a-rhyme, scansion dancing around the pole made of irony, with streamers of wit….. I’m impressed, more and more, each time I read from the Dictionary….

I guess I wasn’t quite done with being Silly….
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“Ignore the man behind the screen.” — The All Seeing, All Powerful, Wonderful Wizard of Oz

As the time passes and we draw ever nearer to the election this year, this becomes increasingly relevant. It is important to remember that ALL the political candidates are guilty of using the art of prestidigitation in their communications with the public. Of course, Mitt the Twitt and the GOP are showing particularly egregious new heights to which they are willing to take the art; they have paraded a series of lies before the public that are not even hidden lies. They don’t seem to care; they just deny, ignore, and issue their next false accusation or made up statistics….

‘Shit Happens’ according to… Denialism:      What shit? — Smart Bee

The Democrats aren’t completely free of this syndrome, either, and if you believe they are, then you have entered the Twilight Zone, and may have trouble finding your way back to the real world. I admire Obama, much the same way I did Carter; they are both basically decent men trying to do an impossible job, while constantly having to contend with an entire segment of those who are supposed to support him as loyal opposition, who, instead, are attempting to thwart his every reform, simply for the sake of divisiveness. In the fight to get ANYTHING done, the incumbents have had to resort to chicanery of their own. I figure they, at least, feel a bit of guilt about it, whereas I can see no such reaction from Mitt or any of the GOP spokesbozos…. They just deny and ignore any such suggestions of wrong-doing….

Let’s consider Mitt the Twitt for a moment. Here is a man who admits to being rich as Croesus, yet finds it necessary to hide at least half of his real worth, as if it would tarnish his image of someone who can relate to the common man. I think the common man, to Mitt, is someone who only has $50,000 worth of investments, to go along with the house they own, their three cars, and the vacation home in Maine. In contrast to EVERY OTHER candidate’s policy of publishing their taxes, he continues to refuse to release any returns beyond the last one; there are inconsistencies and red flag items of interest to the public in that one, too, but he refuses to discuss any of it…

This is the same man who tied his dog to a kennel on the roof of a car, and went off on vacation, without ever thinking of how terrified the dog might be, barreling along at 80 mph, with the wind blowing straight through the kennel. He laughs about it, and turns questions about it to other subjects, refusing to even comment on it. This is the same man who, when asked about a serious incident of bullying and gay bashing during his last year in high school, shrugged it off as “youthful pranks and high spirits”…..

This is the same man who…. well, never mind. I could go on most of the day, and not get to all the little incidents from just the last few months that indicate the Twitt’s complete disregard for the majority of Americans, and show clearly how entrenched he is in the 1%, and how committed he is to solidifying the stranglehold that the banks and corporations have on the rest of American society. His total focus is on the agenda of the rich, to the detriment of the poor, and I am totally astounded at just how many IDIOTS are out there in this country supporting him, in the mistaken belief that he gives a shit about them….

No politician is acting in the best interests of the people they govern. None of them. But people continue to act as if they do, and it is driving me crazy! Normal, intelligent people are backing this asshole, thinking that he isn’t going to screw them over. It is incomprehensible to me how people can blind themselves to the obvious so completely that they would fall for this shit….  I will say it one more time, and I hope they can understand it….

And then shall many be offended,… — Matthew 24:10

You are being lied to, by every politician who is currently seeking office, and by every one currently in office. If you don’t see that, if you don’t believe that, then you are deliberately fucking yourself in the place it will most hurt, and apparently, enjoying it…. The man, the party, and 99% of everyone you see on TV is LYING TO YOU!!!!! They are doing so every day, every hour, every minute, and you are accepting it like you are a starving sheep and what they are saying is manna from heaven.

WAKE UP!…..  I’m stopping here, my blood pressure is spiking, and I’m starting to type in all caps to show I’m shouting, rather than just as contextual importance. That’s how worked up I get when I think of how deliberately stupid people can be…. I don’t so much mind the stupid part, but the fact that they have to CHOOSE to not see what is right in front of their face just sets me off…. So much indignation, righteous or not, is giving me indigestion….. stay alert, ffolkes, the politicians are coming, and they’re dangerous when unregulated….
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Certain passages in several laws have always defied interpretation and the most inexplicable must be a matter of opinion. A judge of the Court of Session of Scotland has sent the editors of this book his candidate which reads, “In the Nuts (unground), (other than ground nuts) Order, the expression nuts shall have reference to such nuts, other than ground nuts, as would but for this amending Order not qualify as nuts (unground)(other than ground nuts) by reason of their being nuts (unground).” — from the Guinness Book of World Records, 1973

I’m almost speechless. (I know, you’ll believe it when you see it…. I did say ‘almost’…. that’s something…) It’s absolutely beautiful! Perfectly priceless absolute nonsense, dressed only in legal briefs…. It is so impenetrable, I can’t tell if it is the law itself, or the judge’s written opinion on the law, or a passage from Nightmare on Elm Street! Which I’ve never seen, by the way….

How’s that for tangential? Any who, this was included today as a finishing touch to my Twitt-rant above. This goes to show exactly how the political hacks we are burdened with today work their verbal magic, to distract us from looking at things they don’t want us to see. Bureaucratese is what I’ve heard it called, a language, and skill set, that society has had practiced on them since the days of ancient Greece.

When a document such as the one above reaches a certain level of impenetrability, the majority of people alive will either fall asleep halfway through reading it, or totally ignore it after reading the first 11 words or so. It’s a classic piece of distraction, and is probably used in courses for political science majors in college, especially in law schools, as an example of how to carry off the trick.

To me, what this law indicates is that one, or more, of the people involved in writing the law have a monetary interest in being able to obfuscate the definition of “Nuts”, in order for them to achieve some financial reward owing to the indicated distinctions in that definition. In other words, a loophole or three is created, so the “Nut” vendors can make more money, charging more for each kind of Nut than could be accomplished without the legislation.

It’s similar to the law in this country that was pushed through the Federal Courts back in the mid-1800’s, when a corrupt Federal judge awarded “personhood” to corporations, after being paid handsomely by those corporations for his verdict…. Same, same, alla same…. Evil is loose in the world….

— Bother! said Pooh, as he had another plate of Piglet sausage. — Smart Bee (Remember Mitt the Twitt at the NAACP?…..As Jueseppi, the Obabmacrat says, “he was jivin’, shuckin’ and jivin”….. with a mouth full of sausage….)

I suppose all I’m trying to say here is, once again….. Wake up ffolkes…. the beloved ruling class, the priestly hierarchies, and the corporate “persons” in the shape of banks and multinational corporations, are continue to hide from all of us the actual business they are pursuing, which has everything to do with benefiting them, nothing to do with benefiting the public; it’s all about screwing everyone else as much as they will allow…. I don’t know about y’all, but I’m about done with allowing ANY of it….

“I’m not tense, just terribly alert.” — Smart Bee

So, please…. DON’T ignore the man behind the screen…. he’s the one who is killing us all….
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I’ll take it…. I don’t know about y’all, but I feel better for having gotten that out….. sorry if any of it got on your clothing. I don’t think any of it is toxic…. maybe a bit vitriolic, but vitriol won’t actually harm anything, unless it applies to the reader as well as the subject matter…. Was that obscure enough?… So be it. Mr. Crusher, make it so….

Y’all take care out there, and May the Metaphorse be with you…..


Sometimes I sits and thinks,
and sometimes
I just sits.

gigoid

Dozer

Kowabunga!

On the trail of corrupted plankton….

Ffolkes,

How It Works…..

Retreat, retreat, he cries in vain
we cannot stand such pain!
Another battle, another day’s fight
Eternally at war, both day and night.

Storms within, crashing and thrashing about,
filling each moment with fear and doubt.
Cries of anguish, hopes for a swift end
Denied with wounds that will not mend.

The crisis approaches, time will not wait.
It marches on, driven madly by fate.
We have no recourse, no other road to walk,
No great power to whom we may talk.

Morning arrives, seemingly mild and free
Until one considers all that must be
An intro, some pearls, a photo or two
Today’s magnificent Pearl, created just for you…..

–gigoid

Well, I don’t often try my hand at poetry, but this came out pretty well, I think. It’s certainly a change of pace for this blog, and if nothing else, I didn’t have to come up with another interesting introductory section.

Well, I did, but with a new technique…. enjoy it, ffolkes, you won’t see it often. I believe this is the first poem I’ve written in a great many years, and it will most likely be another few years before another one works its way out into the light of day….

I’m kinda proud of this one…. it actually rhymes, and has cadence and everything! Not sure how that happened, but, I’ll take it…. Shall we Pearl?…..
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“Let us, then, fellow citizens, unite with one heart and one mind.  Let us restore to social intercourse that harmony and affection without which liberty and even life itself are but dreary things.  And let us reflect that having banished from our land that religious intolerance under which mankind so long bled, we have yet gained little if we countenance a political intolerance as despotic, as wicked, and capable of a bitter and bloody persecution.” — Thomas Jefferson (1743-1826)

See! They warned us, and we still didn’t listen! Almost every one of the men who were involved in the writing of the Constitution, Declaration of Independence, and the Bill of Rights, at one time or another in the ensuing years, wrote a letter or essay discussing this very idea. They had just fought a long, hard battle to set up the safeguards for the freedoms we now supposedly enjoy, and were nervous that what they had accomplished would be lost in the future, due to the machinations of those among the human herd who make it their habit to prey on the rest of the group.

Corporations, and the politicians who take their money in return for legislation favoring those corporations, were considered just as dangerous to liberty as were religions; Jefferson, Washington, Franklin, Mason, Adams, and a host of others all wrote their own version of warnings to their ancestors, naming rapacious corporate entities among the most dangerous enemies against which to guard. These men, who had already risked everything to create the nation we live in, had no desire to see that nation fall to internal enemies, and were careful to make sure that we would know…

But, nobody listened, and now we are reaping what we have sown. Corporations control Congress. If you believe otherwise, you are delusional, quite simply. It is only necessary to go down the list of those who have been elected, and tally up how their votes go on issues that concern the control of corporate activities. It becomes perfectly clear that NO legislation that seriously hinders what corporations are allowed to do in their pursuit of profit will ever be enacted.

If something that appears to be beneficial to the public does get voted in, you can bet there are codicils and amendments to the bill that essentially emasculate any attempts to curtail profit. Congress hasn’t enacted any laws beneficial to the public in over 75 years, that I can see, and I invite anyone to show me one bill that did so. Just one…. then we can discuss how long it took to find it…. and what THAT little item of information means….

Back in the mid-nineteenth century in America, a corrupt Federal judge was paid by corporate interests to make a ruling that, in essence, gave corporations “person-hood”, making them legal entities entitled to all the protection of the laws that govern individuals. Essentially, this gave these businesses the “right” to a profit, and allows them to charge their customers for any expenses they wish, no matter how egregious or outlandish, and their right to that is protected by law.

Every legal decision challenging that person-hood has been defeated in the intervening years, on those few occasions when anyone has tried to throw off the chains the law has placed on us all. The amount of money spent on lobbying, to control the laws that get made, far exceeds what is spent on education, healthcare, or almost any other publicly beneficial programs, (not war, you’ll note; war is good business…) and in the eyes of the 1%, it is money well-spent…..

Now, PAC’s for both the Democratic corporations, and the Republican corporations (yes, they are…. there is no real difference between the corporations and the pundits they have paid for; they’re speaking the same language, and have the same goals….) are all set to spend BILLIONS of dollars, dollars originally ripped out of YOUR pockets for stuff you don’t really want or need, to spread lies, misinformation, accusations, and prestidigitation around the public airways until we are all sick of it…..

Well, until some of us are…. I’m sick of it already, and they haven’t really ramped it up yet….. I think I’m going to go buy some aspirin to go along with my other pain medications; I can feel a headache coming on, and I don’t think it will let up until December….

“I speak truth, not so much as I would, but as much as I dare; and I dare a little the more as I grow older.” — Michael de Montaigne
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FAIRY, n.  A creature, variously fashioned and endowed, that formerly inhabited the meadows and forests.  It was nocturnal in its habits, and somewhat addicted to dancing and the theft of children.  The fairies are now believed by naturalist to be extinct, though a clergyman of the Church of England saw three near Colchester as lately as 1855, while passing through a park after dining with the lord of the manor.  The sight greatly staggered him, and he was so affected that his account of it was incoherent.  In the year 1807 a troop of fairies visited a wood near Aix and carried off the daughter of a peasant, who had been seen to enter it with a bundle of clothing.  The son of a wealthy _bourgeois_ disappeared about the same time, but afterward returned.  He had seen the abduction been in pursuit of the fairies.  Justinian Gaux, a writer of the fourteenth century, avers that so great is the fairies’ power of transformation that he saw one change itself into two opposing armies and fight a battle with great slaughter, and that the next day, after it had resumed its original shape and gone away, there were seven hundred bodies of the slain which the villagers had to bury.  He does not say if any of the  wounded recovered.  In the time of Henry III, of England, a law was made which prescribed the death penalty for “Kyllynge, wowndynge, or mamynge” a fairy, and it was universally respected. — Ambrose Bierce, “The Devil’s Dictionary”

Life just wouldn’t be worth living without esoterica…. I love finding stuff like this. From a purely rational standpoint, it is a waste of intellectual energy to spend even the amount of time it takes to read in reflection of fantasy. But being human means that rationality is not only NOT mandatory, it is easily disregarded in favor of such charming nonsense.

When I read this, I like to think that it is strictly true, that the references quoted actually exist in some English or Irish library, that the peasants still walk around “fairy hills” to show respect, that the law protecting fairies is still actively enforced by the English people. Even if it isn’t true, it feels good to consider, and to me, that makes it worthwhile…. Anything that stimulates the imagination is okay with me…..
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A Code of Morals

Now Jones had left his new-wed bride to keep his house in order,
And hied away to the Hurrum Hills above the Afghan border,
To sit on a rock with a heliograph; but ere he left he taught
His wife the working of the Code that sets the miles at naught.

And Love had made him very sage, as Nature made her fair;
So Cupid and Apollo linked , per heliograph, the pair.
At dawn, across the Hurrum Hills, he flashed her counsel wise —
At e’en, the dying sunset bore her busband’s homilies.

He warned her ‘gainst seductive youths in scarlet clad and gold,
As much as ‘gainst the blandishments paternal of the old;
But kept his gravest warnings for (hereby the ditty hangs)
That snowy-haired Lothario, Lieutenant-General Bangs.

‘Twas General Bangs, with Aide and Staff, who tittupped on the way,
When they beheld a heliograph tempestuously at play.
They thought of Border risings, and of stations sacked and burnt —
So stopped to take the message down — and this is whay they learnt —

“Dash dot dot, dot, dot dash, dot dash dot” twice. The General swore.
“Was ever General Officer addressed as ‘dear’ before?
“‘My Love,’ i’ faith! ‘My Duck,’ Gadzooks! ‘My darling popsy-wop!’
“Spirit of great Lord Wolseley, who is on that mountaintop?”

The artless Aide-de-camp was mute; the gilded Staff were still,
As, dumb with pent-up mirth, they booked that message from the hill;
For clear as summer lightning-flare, the husband’s warning ran: —
“Don’t dance or ride with General Bangs — a most immoral man.”

[At dawn, across the Hurrum Hills, he flashed her counsel wise —
But, howsoever Love be blind, the world at large hath eyes.]
With damnatory dot and dash he heliographed his wife
Some interesting details of the General’s private life.

The artless Aide-de-camp was mute, the shining Staff were still,
And red and ever redder grew the General’s shaven gill.
And this is what he said at last (his feelings matter not): —
“I think we’ve tapped a private line. Hi! Threes about there! Trot!”

All honour unto Bangs, for ne’er did Jones thereafter know
By word or act official who read off that helio.
But the tale is on the Frontier, and from Michni to Mooltan
They know the worthy General as “that most immoral man.”

Rudyard Kipling

Ah yes, the eternal curse of writing…. once the words are gone, they can never be called back…. This is kind of spooky in a way, as it could easily be seen as a prediction of the future…. Just imagine the idea of texting in the poem, instead of the heliograph, and it could have been written yesterday… or even tomorrow…. History is full of little ironies, isn’t it?
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Well, there you have it. I don’t think I can do any better than this, so it will have to do. It is certainly unique, for the poem by gigoid, if for nothing else. As for the rest, well, you’ll have to make your own decision as to that…. Y’all take care out there, and May the Metaphorse be with you…..


Sometimes I sits and thinks,
and sometimes
I just sits.

gigoid

Kowabunga!