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STUFF YOU MIGHT NOT
WANT TO GIVE ANYONE FOR
CHRISTMAS
CHRISTMAS
CHRISTMAS
CHRISTMAS
CHRISTMAS
O

Sorry....I just couldn't help myself......that was a micro-protest against all the reconstructionists who want to replace the word "Christmas" with "Holiday".

Anyway....this Christmas, you might not want to give anyone the newly-minted Buffalo Nickel that's the size of a silver dollar and which has a silver coating so it looks really cool, but it wasn't made by the US Mint, so it has no monitary or collector's value of any kind and I can't imagine why anyone would want to own it except for to maybe glue it unto a cap or jacket?

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You also might not want to give any of your kids that motorized, underwater scooter with which they could swim or float really fast for about an hour, after which it needs to be recharged like those drills everybody's using now........except that your kid might be way deep underwater or very far away from shore, by that time, and if they can't re-charge the thing.....how could they ever get back to where you're standing.........uselessly waiting for them to show up again?

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And don't give anyone a vacuum cleaner that's being advertised as the latest invention in vacuum cleaners, i.e. a BAGLESS one........when it took humanity countless decades to invent dust-collecting bags for vacuum cleaners so we wouldn't have to empty its loose-flying dust into the trash and be overcome by an allergic dust-attack!

This really is a product of Extreme Corporate Chutspah that needs to be boycotted, protested, exposed, and gotten rid of.

Oooooh....they're playing Queen's "We will, we will rock you"
I'm in radio-heaven!

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MERRY CHRISTMAS!

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SODEMIETER
NOGANTOE
!

Saddam is having a party running the trial that was supposed to silence him once and for all.
Can't we do anything right?
How much do you want to bet that terrorists will liberate and re-instate him as Supreme Dictator of Iraq?
This is the most PC war and PC peace I've ever had the displeasure to observe.
We're oh, so busy bending over, to show the world how "just" we are. We're bending over so far, that there's no doubt we'll get fucked.
And you know what? If we do, we shall have deserved it.

Why isn't this man in a glass cage from which no one can hear him speak unless his microphone gets turned on?

Why are terrorists getting all this extra time to figure out where he's being kept?

Why is Saddam getting off month after month, while witnesses, who no doubt tremble with anxiety at having to speak against this monster, repeatedly come to that court to tremble for nothing, since they're being sent home again until the next time, and the next time, and the next time after that?

I'm waiting for Stephen Colbert to do one of his brilliant segments on this
in
"The Colbert Report"

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A
NEW
ROLLING ART
WEBSITE
O

Here's a brand-new
"Rolling Art"
website.

If you run, you might just be the first person on earth to see it.

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FINALLY
!

It took them a year to act after their own hearings, but Congress finally passed a law that will require corporations to replenish the pension funds they've been depleting for such a long time now, and to maintain them at optimum levels in the future.

Too bad Congress didn't force ITSELF to replenish and maintain at optimum levels, that depleted pension fund called
Social Security!

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HIGH NOTES
AND
LOW NOTES
O

Miranda Lambert
writes her own songs and her own music.
She's a genuine artist.
Watch this rising star, because she'll not only be a lasting light, but a very original and expanding one, who possesses a truly unique talent.

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I always wondered what happened to the Dave Matthews Band. OK.......so I didn't wonder........saying so, seemed an easy way to begin to talk about them.

Anyway....they've re-emerged. They've found their voice. And what a voice it is! They've discovered that if you repeat both a verbal line and its musical line over and over and over, your audience will think that you're presenting them with a profoundly metaphysical experience. So that's what the Dave Matthews Band is doing now. It's sort of like "I've gotta go..........I've gotta go..........I've gotta go..........I've gotta go..........I've gotta go..........I've gotta go..........I've gotta go.........."

(don't say it....I know what you're thinking:-) :-)

So anyway, they do those repeating lines over and over and over, and the audience goes nuts because they figure they're getting genuine art for their money, and a whole lot of scrawny boy-bands watching it are saying, "Hey....we can do that!" ...........and so what we have now, is a giant wave of ugly non-artists going into the same kind of orgasmic fervor of one-liners that have, sadly, become this year's musical crop of extreme nothingness.

This stuff is so bad......even shoplifters are returning it.

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I watched Dolly Parton in an interview. She's an adorable lady. She's smart, caring, always ready to laugh, and quite beautiful. But I can't stand to listen to her sing. She has recorded John Lennon's "Imagine" and boy, does she ever manage to totally destroy it! I don't even understand what it is she does that's so destructive. I can't put my finger on it. I can't describe it. I just know that it really, really, sucks........really, really, sucks.........really, really, sucks.........really, really, sucks.........really, really, sucks.........really, really, sucks.........really, really sucks.

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ABOUT
THE
WAR
X

I've never given much thought to why we are in Iraq and whether or not we should stay. In the early 90's, then President Bush #1 with the all-too-willing assistance of then Secretary of State Powell, walked out on the Iraqi and Kuwaiti people in what I consider to have been a monumental error of judgement. So it seemed only logical that President Bush #2 would go back there to correct that error. I have no problem with us being there. And I'd have no problem now, if we decided to take out Iran, while we have them caught in the middle and it would take us maybe a week at most, to do so. In fact.....I hope we do. Because if we don't, Iraq and Iran will become bosom-buddies in Sharia Law and World-Class Terror. Those bastards have repeatedly threatened us for decades, they've declared war on us by flying planes into our skyscrapers and by murdering 3000 Americans, so we need to put an end to their aggressive impulses once and for all.

You may think that this doesn't jive with what I wrote yesterday about our interference with other countries, but it does. Because these particular countries have interfered with us first. They run around yelling, "Death to America!........Death to the Great Satan!" so we need to take such threats as seriously as they are meant, and act accordingly. It's the only way to end their incessant attacks against the USA and against all other civilized nations.

The alternative is to wait until they begin to nuke us all.

Which they will.
With intense pleasure.

And I have zero doubt
about that being a future reality.

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ANGEL
EYES
X

I'm spending my holiday at home in the
peace-and-quiet-heaven
of solitude. I watched the movie "Angel Eyes", the visual essence of which, was no doubt inspired by Traffic, which had arrived one year earlier. I thought it was really well-done. Caviesie is a creepy guy. He could be anything........a criminal, an islamo terrorist, a creature from another planet. I saw him in a real-life interview once, and felt that he had a feverish, almost borderline-psychotic quality. But that was just after he'd done Jesus, so perhaps that role had not yet had enough time to exit his psyche.

I really like Jennifer Lopez, but Hollywood seems to have purposely destroyed her innate kindness, her loving qualities, and her natural affection for men. Because in this movie, she'd been transformed into the archetypical American bitch who had once lived with an abusive father (naturally) and a victim-mother (naturally) and so she hated all men (naturally) and got to regularly beat them up in her capacity as a violent police officer (naturally).

Lopez and Caviesie could have been a perfect pair, if it hadn't been for the totally ill-conceived, constant level of anger her character had been instructed to express. I felt myself wishing that she'd refused to play the role like that. Because her unprovoked rage prevented what could have been a wonderful movie, from reaching that apex.
It was still pretty good, however.
And nicely spaced.

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AMERICAN
CHUTSPAH

After I wrote yesterday's post about us maintaining military bases all around the world, I kept wondering why we're doing that and why we do a whole lot of other things. Like why did President Bush make a speech in China, last week, in which he admonished that country to provide more freedom for its people..............the arrogance of which, seems totally outrageous? I remember being furious when Hilary went to Bejjing, way back when, and did her public rage-in about the Chinese law that allowed only one child per family. And then, of course, there's our Secretary of State Rice ordering governments to act according to how SHE thinks they need to run their own countries. And our State Department putting out a manifesto, this week, in which they propose that Israel must abolish its own nuclear weapons, in order to ensure that everyone else in the Middle East shall follow suit.........which is the most ludicrous and politically backward thing I've ever heard of! .

I mean........

I mean........

WHO DO WE THINK WE ARE?

WHY DON"T WE SHUT THE FUCK UP?

The very same individuals who don't know how to do anything right in our own country, seem to nevertheless have the ultimate chutspah to believe that they can tell the entire rest of the world how to run theirs.

WHAT'S WRONG WITH THAT PICTURE?

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CONGRESSIONAL
NARCISSISM
X

The political games played by both sides in Congress just keep going on and on, while no one there, it seems, has even the slightest interest in doing any of the things the American people have asked them to do.

So now they're all into demanding an Iraqi Exit Strategy.

REALLY?

How come they've never demanded an Exit Strategy for the tens of thousands of troops we have stationed in Germany and Japan........where they've been sitting around doing nothing for more than 60 years, while enriching the German and Japanese economies at US taxpayer expense?

How come they've never demanded an Exit Strategy for the military forces we maintain in Korea...........where they've been sitting around for more than half a century, doing nothing but enrich the Korean economy at US taxpayer expense?

How come they've never demanded any Exit Strategies for all the other military bases we maintain around the globe, while those within the US go bankrupt or are cancelled out of existence, destroying the economy of entire regions, while Congress never seems to give a damn?

One really cannot help but develop a deep contempt for such Congressional Narcissists, can one?

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DO YOU HAVE
A
LONG COMMUTE
?

Yesterday, as I was driving to the next town over, which is about an hour's ride, I was thinking about a friend of mine who commutes twice that distance to work and how, when you're driving, your right foot is stuck on the gas pedal without relief.......how your hand or hands are stuck on the steering wheel without relief.......how your left foot is stuck doing nothing, without relief, and how the entire rest of your body is stuck in one position, without relief. No wonder, I can barely walk during the first few moments when I've finally reached my destination and get out of my car! So I gave all of that a lot of thought, and came up with a couple of ideas that should make a long commute more pleasant for your brain and more healthy for your body:

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Life is about moments - not destinations.
Meditate on this, if it seems silly at first, because it's really true. So if you have a long commute, add another 30 minutes to the time you allow for it, find a good place (halfway there) to stop off in, and do so, each and every time. In the morning, you could stop off to treat yourself to a really good breakfast. In the afternoon, you could stop halfway back to either get a good dinner, do some food or fun shopping, or get to know another town. If you force yourself to do these things twice each day every single day you'll suddenly realize after about two or three weeks, that your body is more energized, and that your entire outlook on life has improved dramatically.

I guarantee that!

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Sitting immobile for long periods of time
deprives your body of oxygen
OXYGEN = LIFE
Therefore, to prevent your body from becoming depleted:
-------> SING! <-------
If it comes naturally, that's fine -- just do it very loud (loud is important, because that makes you inhale ten times as much oxygen!)
If singing has never been your thing, get yourself a bunch of karaoke CD's of your all-time favorite songs (google for your particular taste) and you'll be surprised how much fun you'll have with those! You will literally be able to feel the oxygen pouring into your system when you're doing that........ while at the same time preventing yourself from being victimized by poor eye sight, muscle spasms, oxygen-deprived blood, headaches, and all kinds of other commuter-ailments.

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For just in case you get tired of singing........buy yourself an easy-to-use recording device that can be left "on" in the seat next to you, so you can simply talk into it whenever you have an idea or a thought that needs to be saved. Alternatively, use it to tell a story. One short story each trip. Start it with a sentence like, "She walked over to him and smiled....."
or
"He had never imagined that he'd be.........."
or
"He suddenly felt himself wishing that he had........"
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I'll probably get some additional commuter ideas, but until then........I hope you'll try and enjoy the above.

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TRAFFIC
O

It's not just a movie.
It's not just a documentary.
It's not an art film.
It's a masterpiece.

I don't understand how an epic like that can appear in our nation without it having changed the entire focus of the war on drugs. It's so brilliantly made, I couldn't walk away from it for even a moment. No fashionable, flickering, camera-tricks........no overwhelming soundtrack.........no seductive women..........no ill-conceived sexual encounters.........no cardboard figures engaging in unreal dialogue.

The New York Times -- erroneously as usual -- called Traffic a ".......gloomy meditation on greed, violence, and contemporary ennui."

W-R-O-N-G-!

Steven Soderbergh painted a true-to-life canvas on which the US//Mexico drugtrade is displayed as a void-of-glamour reality of which the very last sentence is simply,
"How can you wage war against your own family....."
Which is the only political statement ever being made, during almost 3 hours of such ruthless honesty, that you wonder why these things just continue to continue in spite of being exposed for what they really are. Just like the illegal border crossings. Just like so many other things that no one seems to have the courage to change or fight or even try to understand. So then along comes a filmmaker who does understand, who takes a chunk of time out of his own life in an attempt to communicate his underestanding, yet still..........nothing changes and his voice falls on ears so deaf, they have totally forgotten what hearing is all about.

One can only come to the conclusion that we are in dire need of a whole new kind of leadership. That those who are in charge of things now, are so profoundly incompetent, that we'll collapse before we improve, if they're allowed to retain their positions of power.

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WHY ARE SOME BLOGGERS
VOLUNTARILY
PUTTING ON
A
STRAIGHTJACKET
?

I don't understand that meeting in Manhattan, where a bunch of bloggers organized themselves to become The New York Times of Blogs or whatever the hell they're dreaming of. They started a website on which they're all being told what to write about.

Like little children getting their homework assignment.

Is that weird, or what?

A lot of people find the concept of "freedom" hard to live up to. They don't know what to do with it, so they shackle themselves until they've lost it. Wasn't blogging supposed to be the ultimate expression of freedom? Wasn't their blog the one place where everybody could write whatever they wanted to write? Oh, you silly, careless people........you're throwing away a precious gift. So what'll you do when it's gone..........fight whoever is confining you, when it's you yourselves who begged to be confined?

I swear I don't understand any of this. The alternative explanation is that they've now created an exclusive club. The Blogger's "IN" club. They really should have called it CLOSED SOURCE MEDIA. Pretty soon others will follow suit. Then we'll have THE CHRISTIAN BLOGGERS...............THE JEWISH BLOGGERS................THE MUSLIM BLOGGERS...............THE GAY BLOGGERS..............THE ANARCHIST BLOGGERS..............THE FEMINIST BLOGGERS ( oh, wait......they've already organized themselves into the Cotillion or something like that -- where they all get their period on the exact same day:-)

None of this affects my own life as a blogger. But what if it expands? Like those ludicrous alcohol laws? Might it eventually create all kinds of rules that will end everyone else's freedom to continue to blog as they originally chose to?

Little people with little minds ought not to be in control of anything. Because they'll only reduce it and reduce it. Until they've squshed it totally flat to fit inside their own narrow way of being on this earth.

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FREE
TO
FLY
!

I drove off in my little Celica, yesterday, and it was wonderful!
I walked different streets and saw some different signs glued to the bumpers of cars parked on the side.

Like: "Doctors should teach nutrition
not pharmaceutical addiction!"

Like: "More than a million individuals make more than $25,000 a year selling stuff on eBay..........are you?"

Like: "There needs to be less corruption.......or more opportunity for me to participate in some of it."

Like: "Fight global warming:
turn on your airconditioner and
open all the windows!"

Like: "Maybe you're just experiencing
a different reality?"

I walked into a bar, heard some nice music, then discovered that we have some really backward alcohol laws. Like.........I can buy a bottle of beer in a bar, but the moment I open it, I can't take it outside that bar and drink it on the street or in my car.........but if I buy a CAN of beer in a bar, I can take it to a park, open it there, and drink it there.........is that weird, or what? Who created such totally absurd laws? And why do we stand for it?

Then I saw a whole lot of really bad art.........and then I discovered one fantastically great artist, and I just stood there........silently.........admiring his works and feeling like it was OK again, to be alive in a world where such a man creates the magic of perfect beauty.

Then I drove through the desert of empty landscapes and remembered the Long Island Expressway and thought how great it is to live in a place where I can see the horizon from miles away.

Then I came back home again and saw that the cute little ladybug had finally escaped from its screendoor prison and that we had both found
the freedom to fly.

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FINDING THE FREEDOM
TO
FLY
AWAY

Early this morning, I saw that a cute little ladybug was stuck between my sliding-glass door and the screen in front of it. I figured I'd liberate it. I went outside and opened the screen door while leaving the sliding-glass door closed, so the cute little ladybug would be able to leave that gray, lifeless screen, and escape into the beautiful world where a gezillion flowers waited for it to come and visit them.

But the cute little ladybug continued to hop around on the gray, lifeless screen door, often coming to
withing a quarter-of-an-inch of total freedom, but then hopping back again to deep inside its gray, lifeless prison, so I left the screen door open and went for a walk, but when
I returned, there it still was..........my strangely self-imprisoned ladybug.

I don't know if the metaphor works, but I too, am often just like that. Even now, while watching that cute little ladybug, I realized that it's truly magnificent outside, that I could just get into my car and drive far away to some unknown place where I'd maybe find a live band, some good art, and an interesting man to flirt with.

So I went........

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UNTITLED
POST
X

I saw what I thought was the beginning of a film I really really liked, except that what I saw turned out to be the second half or ending of it, and so then I didn't admire it anymore.
It was "High Fidelity" with John Cusack, in which he off-and-on talks directly to the camera, like when a woman he thinks he loves does something so vulgar and offensively stupid, that he asks the camera, "How did I edit all this out?" .............which is a fabulous little sentence that so perfectly describes what we all do, when we desperately want to love someone just to be loving someone in order to end too long a time of not loving anyone.

The film was messy, though. Like it seemed to want to apologize for the Cusack character being much too smart and much too insightful, by making his business partners be 2 disgusting idiots..........the kind of guys you don't want to have to look at ever, and to hear talk, never ever..........but there they were, all the time, rudely interrupting what could have been a great movie about a very smart and very insightful man able to communicate those qualities.

Being that I thought I was watching the beginning, I was sure this Cusack character would be developed and would learn to understand himself, after which he'd share that understanding and we'd all come away from this movie with a better grip on life's weirdness. But that never happened. The film just got more and more confusing, Cusack's love-life became more and more compromising, and in the end, it seemed that he would settle for loving the wrong kind of woman for the wrong kind of reasons and that his next movie (or the director's next movie) would be the inevitable scenes of a bitter divorce.

So this is the question this movie asks without seeking to ask it: should a director be able to create some kind of resolution to the problem he presents........or is it OK to present a major life-struggle without having any idea on how to resolve it?

It seems to me that Hollywood's questionable filmmakers know exactly how to resolve a political problem. In fact, they insist on doing so, when that's the one area in which they ought to leave such resolution to the viewers, instead of inserting their pathetically obvious attempts at wanting to politically brainwash them.

Yet in a film like "High Fidelity", they have zero answers for what everybody on earth always struggles with. If I'd been its director, I would have given some hope to my audience by indicating (perhaps with a fleeting glance) that Cusack's character would eventually find the warm, soft, loving woman whose personality didn't require any deleting at all.

Perhaps, one day, I'll see the beginning of "High Fidelity".

Although, after years of missing it, I finally saw the beginning of "Serendipity" and wished I hadn't, because it really, really sucked, which was in large part attributable to its much too loud, 1950's-style, yucky music.

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HAVE YOU HEARD
THE
NEW
MINUTEMAN
SLOGAN
?

"Americans doing the jobs
that
Congress won't do."

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LAST NIGHT
ON
TV

I swear....last night's TV was like watching the abuses of
Sodom, Gomorrah, and God.

Since all 3 channels were next to each other and I was sure that watching any one of them exclusively would make me slightly miserable, I switched back and forth between all 3 of them and became totally miserable.

ONE was an annual Country Music award thing that (have you noticed?) seems to be happening every other month now and on which all performers, whether playing for entertainment purposes or being awarded best-of-whatever, were an absolute, total disaster void of talent. Featured ad nauseum, was that chiefette-void-of-talent Faith Hill, the abusive-as-hell marital partner to Tim McGraw, whose once-madly-successful career she's in the process of annihilating by having hijacked it to promote her own puny abilities.

TWO was an annual Vibe award thing in which everybody but Mariah Carrey looked and acted like they'd just come off a slaveship from Nigeria, and all the women were dressed like ho's and all the men were jumping around like the void-of-talent and abusive-as-all-hell, gangsta-rap-thugs they are.

THREE was God in the form of Dr. Phil, who was
continually -- and extremely abusively -- shouting into the
3-inches-away-from-his, tear-soaked faces of a bunch of ex-wives whose husbands had committed the ultimate abuse, according to Dr. Phil and his own, always smiling now-wife (whom he was trying to impress with this performance), by leaving them (those women) just when they'd turned 50 and were too old to do laundry or be otherwise resuscitated for another man.

Well....yes...so there I was, switching from ONE to TWO to THREE and not wanting to see anything that was happening on any of them, really, so I'd once in a while go through all
72 channels of shit on my tv to
CHOOSE FROM.......... CHOOSE FROM.......... CHOOSE FROM.............
and then, blissfully.........I fell asleep and dreamt that I was redesigning television programs.........and when I woke up again it was 4 in the morning and all the award ceremonies and all the Dr. Phil shoutfests were gone forever, and I went online and read some blogs and discovered that
the EU--UN spooks in Tunisia have
failed to steal the Internet away from us and then I smiled and
whisper-shouted "Yeah" with my fist in the air, and felt like
a normal human being again.

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MORE UGLY
MAN--HATE

In the giant stack of Christmas gift catalogs that arrived in my mailbox, this week, there was one I'd never seen before. Announcing itself as "Gifts to Celebrate and Inspire Women"......it contained a large collection of some of the ugliest junk ever, and enough man-hating and child-hating items for me to decide to expose some of them here.

I guess the worst one -- probably designed by Andrea Yates (the Mom who drowned her kids in a bathtub) -- was a hanging of five tiles, the first of which had a large stickfigure on it, with the words "come to the edge she said"............followed by tile #2 that had 3 little stick figures on it, and the words " we are afraid they said".............the large figure returned on tile #3 repeating "come to the edge".............tile #4 had "they came".............tile #5 now had the 3 little stick figures tumbling down and the words "she pushed them and they flew".

Another tile that had a pretty bow on it, said: "if it has tires or testicles it's gonna give you trouble"............. this "gift from hell" made me wonder how women would react if there was a tile that said: "if it has an engine or a cunt it's gonna give you trouble".......?

Then there was a cute little hanging tile with cute little ducks on it, that said: "Having kids is like being pecked to death by a duck"............which again made me wonder how women would react to a gift-tile that said: "Having a mom is like being torn to shreds by a tiger".

I saw a steel toiletpaper receptacle in the shape of a cowboy, on whom the roll of toiletpaper was suspended from what I assume was his erection...............and an offensive reproduction of Michelangelo's David painted on a lightswitch-cover........yes, you guessed it.....the switch was his penis...........just think of all the fun a man-hater could have with that piece of junk!

And then there was the communist plaque that read:
"When I said 'I do' I didn't mean laundry".............as if
washing her family's clothes, turns a wife and mother into a slave of the capitalist profiteers called husband and children.

There was more, but ...........
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PATIENT: "I notice that writing about such disgusting hate-stuff makes me feel ill."

PSYCHIATRIST: "Then stop writing about it."
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HEADNOTES
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FOOTNOTES
O

I got to know John Bolton, the new US Ambassador to the UN via a speech he delivered. I trust this guy.
He's an independent thinker.
He's got a fine sense of humor.
He's my kind of man.

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I also discovered Amherst's Latino Culture Professor
Ilan Stavans, author of "Dictionary Days".
A brilliant, one-of-a-kind thinker.
Also, with a fine sense of humor.
And a totally fascinating communicator.

Compared to such men, America's leftists are like hyena's..........those ugly, snarling, innately frightened creatures of the night that gnaw on the rotting remains of dead animals.

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QUESTION:
Why did the EU and the UN arrange to hold this coming week's
"We want to steal the Internet from the US!"
conference
in Tunisia, which is a 98% Arab//Muslim nation???

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Did you know that the word JIHAD dates back to the 7th century, and that it was later used to describe the 10th century Islamofascist wars against Christians in Jerusalem?

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Close to 10,000 cars have now been torched in France, Denmark, Belgium, and Greece. What a windfall for the European Automobile Industry! Its executives must be living in
future-profit-heaven......!

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News reports indicate that a mob of several thousand Islamofascists in Pakistan, torched Christian churches, schools, convents, and homes. These uncivilized, terrorist monsters, are all operating as if this were still the 10th century. Except they've learned to fly planes into buildings and use the internet, for this Jihad.

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During the initial months of us entering Iraq, America-haters Noam Chomsky and Tarik Ali were giving lots of speeches that set Turkey against the USA . Remember how they wouldn't let us use their airfields? Chomsky even proposed that the US liberation of Iraq was no different than the Japan bombing of Pearl Harbor.

Yeah, sure..........and I guess a whole lot of Americans
also made a video in 1941.......during which they smiled at the camera
and said, "Thank you, Japan!"

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WHEN IS IT
ART
?

This piece of total-garbage-non-art cleverly titled CUBI XXVIII in an attempt to give it some belated mystery, sold for $23.8 million dollars, this week. The New York Times, always ready to support extreme incompetence, described it as ".....an elegantly composed melding of boxes and columns."

Good art.....good design......they provide a visual center of gravity from which our eyes can safely wander to look at other parts of the work while always returning to rest at that center of gravity. This CUBI-thing does not contain such a center. It forces you to see all of its disconnected, meaningless parts at incredible speed............over and over and over........never being able to rest. But that's only a tiny source of its failure, which is so monumental, that there's no point in even describing it any further.

Fabricating works of art out of steel, is a conscious choice on the part of their creators. Yet most of such works are nothing but found pieces welded together at random, signifying nothing other than a vacuous mind at work. If you feed the words "steel sculpture" into the Google Images Search, you'll find thousands of ugly, uncontrolled and undesigned pieces of junk like this 24-million-dollar CUBI-TRASH that has an actual value of perhaps $23.80.

Perhaps that's why, in comparison, the carefully-conceived works of Anish Kapoor and Richard Serra stand out as treasures?

Kapoor's polished steel shapes are perfectly formed, truly unique, and aestetically pleasing, while

Serra celebrates the innate strength of steel, by shaping his sculptures so they can stand on their own in a display of clean and powerful curves.

Sorry that I made you click to another site in order to see the CUBI..........I just couldn't stand to have it permanently displayed on my blog.

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THANK YOU
America!

There's a one-minute spot being shown on TV.

It's just some children and other Iraqi Kurds smiling at the camera and saying,
"Thank you, America!"

It's one really powerful minute.
Because we haven't had that at all, you know? Many of our finest men have died......we have spent billions.......repeated terrorist attacks have saddened us.......and all we got on top of that, was a whole lot of world-wide hatred.

This one single minute of appreciation, somehow makes all of it worthwhile.

But we need more of that.

Really.

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BOOSTING YOUR
IMMUNE SYSTEM
#2

One of the most pernicious things that can lower or even destroy our immune system, is the attacks we sometimes level against ourselves. Imagine the following exercize as being a pill that can prevent such attacks.

Taking this pill involves re-starting and completing the following sentences on a piece of real-life paper. Nothing else is required, OK?

1. I'm very proud of myself because________________________

2. I think I'm really good at_______________________

3. One of my finest qualities is________________________

4. I admire myself because______________________

5. What I appreciate most about the way I treat others, is_________________________

6. I'm the best______________________I've ever known.

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THE AGE-OLD ART
OF
INCITEMENT
VIA
NAME CALLING

Islamofascist journalists, dictators, preachers, and other terrorist supporters, practice daily forms of contempt for civilized countries, by creating names for those they want to secretly or openly eradicate.

EUROPE = THE CHRISTIAN CLUB

ISRAEL = THE ZIONIST ENTITY

AMERICA = THE GREAT SATAN

I wonder what would be a well-deserved name for Islamofascists?

MALIGNANT NARCISSISTS?

MEDIEVAL OBFUSCATORS?

PATHOLOGICAL DETONATORS?

GENOCIDAL DECONSTRUCTIONISTS?

MALEVOLENT EXPLODERS?

WORLD--WIDE LIQUIDATORS?

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THIS WEEK'S
RADICAL EXCELLENCE AWARD
goes to
JACK INGRAM
about whom I know absolutely nothing
but that he is a country/rock musician-singer
who is absolutely totally fantastic.

I heard him for the first time, last week, and I haven't reacted that strongly to a new voice in music, since I first heard Bob Dylan.

He's got a CD coming out in January. I believe it's titled "Wherever You Are" and I'm not sure, but I think it's being promoted by Toby K's recording company.

Hearing this guy made me so happy
I can't even begin to tell you!!

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Sing to the tune of: "Oh, what fun it is to ride.....in a one-horse open sleigh...."

"OH, WHAT FUN IT IS TO BURN
WHATEVER I CHOOSE TO HAAAATE....."

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Setting things on fire is getting to be the thing to do whenever you don't care for the way something or someone in this world is not being what you've decided it ought to be.

Pissed-off commuters, tired of a railroad's constant delays in Joburg, South Africa, torched 4 entire trains to express their rage, causing untold millions in damage and guess what else?.......... yes, you guessed right................a whole lot of additional delays.

I don't know if they were Muslims, Christians, or Atheists.
They just loved the concept of French flame-power.
It provides instant satisfaction
and
it's the new, easy-to-learn form of terrorist expression par excellence..........even a total idiot can throw a firebomb into a car, a train, or a nursery school.

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Hollywood also likes the concept of flame-power.
This is a description in my local paper of one of the countless terrorist-rage-movies they now produce:
"Transamerica..........the story of a conservative transsexual woman
who learns that when she was a he
she fathered a son
who is now a teenage-runaway-sex-hustler
on the streets of New York."

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And then there's Brokeback Mountain
a flame-power attempt by some
additional camera-cowards, to destroy yet another
American hero -- our cowboy -- by turning him
into the hated object of their disgusting
never-ending contempt for everything American.

Europe loves this movie. They've already blessed it with the first of many awards to come. Hollywood is so full-to-the-brim with filmmaking terrorist thugs who create nothing but absolute garbage, that it will soon expire as a result of its own terminal meaninglessness.

I can't wait.........can you?

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PATIENT: "I don't want to watch that crap."

PSYCHIATRIST: "Then don't watch it."

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THE
EXTREME COWARDICE
OF
THE
TERRORIST
MONSTER
XX

Imagine a field of green grass bathed in sunshine.
You hear the happy laughter of children playing there.
You see them running around, jumping, hugging each other.
SUDDENLY
out of nowhere
you hear the verocious growls of 3 rotweilers let loose on those children with one soft-spoken command to "kill" uttered by their misformed owner who has literally spent his entire life doing nothing else but teach his animals how to rip apart a child.
Imagine the children's screams.
Imagine the eery silence that follows and the blood that's everywhere.

You have just imagined all terrorist acts ever committed.

So what's your opinion of the owner of those dogs?

Do you think that his lack of money or a beautiful woman or a fancy car, bestowed on him the right to murder those children just because he experienced their happy laughter as an offense to his own private lack?

Do you think he is a hero?

Do you think that the MEDIA should concentrate on his lack of money, his not having a beautiful woman or a fancy car...........while completely ignoring the fact that he ordered his dogs to murder those children?

Do you think that he should not receive the death penalty, because he had a moral right to hate those children for being happy while he himself was feeling miserable?

Do you think that after having sicked his vicious animals on those children, society should now reward this heinous act by presenting him with some wealth, a beautiful woman, and a fancy car?

Or do you believe that this terrorist monster is the most despicable, most disgusting, most cowardly piece of garbage on the face of this earth, and that he should be treated as such?

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R. C. GORMAN ............the prolific Navajo painter, left forever, for one of his happy sky countries, last night.

Gorman was one of the first Indian artists I admired a long time ago, when I was still a New Yorker who'd never been West. I loved his women...........tiny little faces floating above a billowing mass of solid white or brilliantly-colored garment, they were like nothing I had ever seen before.

He gave so much, to the world.

I hope he was a happy man.

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EUROPE'S
BURNING
!!!

Islamofascist terrorists are finally showing their true colors to the peaceloving, multicultural Europeans who have sustained the terrorist's lazy lifestyles on national welfare programs for more than a decade, hoping to avert their wrath, their violence, and their publicly expressed desire to destroy the very civilization that allowed them to become part of its societies.
It had to happen, didn't it?
But where's the outrage?
Gangs of boys and men are doing whatever the hell they feel like doing, and the EU police seems unable to either stop them or to protect Europe's hardworking, law-abiding, tax-paying population from these non-working, non-contributing criminals who have already burned into oblivion, whatever they've come across. Yet news reports keep re-iterating the idiot mantra that these thugs have had a hard time being accepted by their surrounding societies and that they are unable to find suitable work.

Have you ever heard such total, stupid nonsense?

These thugs are proxy-palestinians.
They don't want to work.
They don't want to be accepted.
They've always had the utmost contempt for the EU fools who accepted them in their midst, and they only dreamt of creating this mayhem..............of burning everybody's cars and buildings and terrorizing the rest of the population and its meek, impotent police force, while giving the finger to the frightened officials of every city that tried to close its eyes to the ever-expanding acts of violence these goons have engaged in since the moment they arrived there.

Will this stop Europe's utter stupidity?

I can't predict anything, as I don't understand why they let it get out of hand like this, when anyone with half a brain could see it coming. I think it's going to get worse before it gets better. These guys just discovered that no one has the will or even the moral courage to stop them. They'll just go on to bigger and better crimes, don't you think?

All Europeans are now Israelis.

Are you still preaching peace?

Or are you finally getting ready yet to carry an AK47 and to begin to defend yourselves, your women, and your children?

How does it feel, to be on your own
with no direction known
like a rolling stone?

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we can struggle
t o -- o v e r c o m e
our limitations
or
we can choose
t o -- e m b r a c e
our strengths

To achieve this, make a long list of all your limitations.
Then make a long list of all your strengths.
Now try to match a limitation with a strength.

For instance: I have a very low tolerance for being with people who are agitated, aggressive, or otherwise disturbed and disturbing. I need 2 hours of recovery-time for every 15 minutes spent with such a person, and I used to perceive that as a limitation. My strength is that I can spend entire days (weeks, even:-) in complete and happy solitude. I used to fight both my limitation and my strength, because I always assumed that being with people was better than being alone...........and so it wasn't until I clearly understood that for me, being alone is preferable to being with people, that I started to really enjoy my solitude and to appreciate my ability to exist in it.

So the idea is that instead of spending your entire life being critical of your inablity to live up to your own expectations

which in all probability were once your parents' expectations

you could simply decide to celebrate whatever you're naturally good at, instead.

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ILLUMINATED
O
EXCELLENCE

I live at the edge of a canyon, across from which, there is a mountain that stays really dark, early in the morning, because the sun rises to the East of it. Today, I was just standing outside drinking my coffee, when suddenly, in the center of that darkened mountain, a small, perhaps 20-foot-long rock formation that extended out of it, was lit up by the brilliant light of sunshine, transforming into a treasure, the one little tree that was growing there.

At just that perfect moment, an eagle circled above this illuminated spot, and I felt a kind of wonderful happiness that was similar to when I'm just listening to a band and then suddenly hear the amazingly beautiful chords of a great guitar player rise up above the general mayhem of the group's music. It always makes me have to smile with happiness and close my eyes so I can hear this singular expression of greatness without distraction.

I love those illuminated gifts of excellence.

Like a writer's uniquely perfect sentence...........a sculptor's space of perfect form...........an architect's soaring monument............a beautiful graphic...........a great dialogue...........a fraction-of-a-second of beauty anywhere.

I live for those moments.

They give me the courage
to hope and to trust
that it's all still possible.

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A-R-E-A
350

If I were in charge of securing Arizona's 350-mile border with Mexico, this is what I would do:

I would pour one non-stop cement building along the entire 350 miles. Its rear wall would be 3 feet thick and would extend 10 feet below ground. Above ground, this building would be about 30 feet high so it could contain either one or two floors........and about 30 feet deep. Its roof would have a 5-foot-high protective wall on the Mexico side (for guards to stand behind), and a 350-mile electric rail on which border-guard vehicles would travel back and forth continually.

This 350-mile building would be divided into stores, restaurants, game-rooms, artist studios, internet cafes, performance theaters, bars, dance halls, playgrounds, a horticultural garden, perhaps a casino where it crossed Indian land, and countless other types of family-fun attractions, fronted by a wide sidewalk and a wide, non-stop road interrupted only by turnarounds that would lead to residential areas, motels, and other small-town developments.

Then I'd employ artists from the 25 Arizona Indian tribes, to paint 350 miles of "Homeland Security" figures, sort of like the above illustration, placing Indians symbolically in charge of defending the State of Arizona against foreign intruders.

There'd be at least 35 towns able to develop and grow along this corridor, providing police protection, city services, water, electricity, and all the other stuff needed for the area to become a popular and prosperous tourist destination.

It might result in a fabulous experiment that would turn a desolate, dangerous, extremely undesirable area into a wonderful solution to the entire problem of criminals, illegals, drug dealers, and terrorists who now just plain walk into the USA and threaten its very survival as a nation. In fact.....I believe it would be so perfect.......so successful, that every other country with a border issue would copy the concept. and be grateful to us for having initiated it.

So who's going to develop
A-R-E-A
350
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MEDIA
DECAY

EVEN FOX IS A TOTAL FAILURE!

Repetitive-as-hell news reports bore us to death with endless repeats of White House legal nonsense, while totally ignoring a significant occurrance in Putin's newly-hatched Police State, where the industrialist Khodorkovsky has just been exiled to a labor camp.

The international silence about what's being perpetrated against this man, is truly sickening.

Bigoted journalists and human rights organizations will scream bloody murder if a murderous terrorist doesn't get to piss into a clean toilet............but can't be bothered to give their attention to a corporate executive who is being mauled to death by Putin's ex-KGB rotweilers.

I invite you to read this article by Natan Sharansky who's had some first-hand experience with those Russian dogs of terror.

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% NOIT & ALLA # TSNI

I just discovered that when archeologists excavate a site they don't understand, they call it an INSTALLATION.

What's interesting about this, is that the world of visual arts has appropriated that word to describe a very specific type of art exhibit --see photos-- in which various materials are supposed to express one cohesive message from the artist.

I've never had the desire to create an installation, but I've often admired those of others. The most brilliantly conceived and executed one I ever saw, was a large hall filled with 365 beautifully-made ceramic plaques, each of which had sculpted on it, the carefully-crafted letters of one 3-dimensional word. The installation was created by an Asian-American and its title explained the plaques immediately:
"365 days of learning English".

The installation-concept exposes artists for what they really are, however, and one of a slew of totally yucky installations, was a very large empty room that had a long, narrow hole in the floor. One saw nothing inside that hole. On the wall above it, a message informed the visitor that underneath this room, on a sub-floor, the artist was always present and engaged in masturbation.

Like with all other things, one can abuse the concept and cheapen it, or one could use it to enhance a creative message with expertly crafted items of intense beauty and the intellectual power to speak volumes.

My heading is a keyboard-installation.

I'm sure you figured it out.

Right?

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MORE
TYRANNICAL
CERTAINTIES

My local paper printed this drawing of old-fashioned, sexist gender-hate inside an article about troubled relationships. Depicting a violent male about to smack a helpless female, it once again promotes the fiction of
women-as-the-perpetual-victims
of
men-as-the-perpetual-aggressors.

It is my personal opinion based on daily observations, that fully 50% of all spousal abuse is being perpetrated by women who are only too aware of the comforting fact that hardly any man will ever expose their violence by publicly admitting to being "pussy-whipped".

Not only that, but my observation also shows me that more than 75% of all child-abuse is being committed by mothers, female educators, and female caretakers.

It's high time that the
woman-as-victim
is de-throned from her self-created mythology.

I have personally met and observed some of the meanest, most violent individuals it's ever been my displeasure to observe, and almost all of them were females. It's an age-old trick to accuse someone else of doing what you yourself are guilty of. It's an often very successful attempt to make others think that you're an innocent party. Palestinians are masters at the art of deflection. So are other Islamofascists who run around beheading little children, while accusing American troops of the most heinous crime on earth, it being that they dropped a copy of the Koran on a dirty floor.

Last week, I was walking in my supermarket, when a woman with a little boy in her cart passed by me. I have no idea what she had just whispered to that little boy, but his eyes opened so wide in sheer terror of his own mother, that it seemed they might fall out of their sockets. "Bitch...." I mumbled softly to myself. But the bitch heard me and slammed her cart into mine with such violence, that I suddenly understood the little boy's fear completely. "Who are you calling a bitch?" she raged, while repeatedly slamming her cart into mine. I'm not ashamed to admit that this woman scared the hell out of me. I didn't respond to her violence. I just turned my cart around and walked away..........then I watched her from a distance until she had left the store, because I was sure that if I'd gone first, she'd have followed me to my car and continued her attack.

So let's end this charade of
women-as-perpetual-victims
shall we?

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LITTLE
BIG
TOWN
!

Here's a great new band. I think that what they play is Bluegrass, but I could be wrong. In any case, it's excellent, especially "The Road to Here" which is beautiful and has a very unique rhythm.

If you like country or just plain good musicians you might want to get to know to these artists.

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REAL-LIFE MOMENTS
IN
MULTICULTURAL
EUROPE

In Denmark , Holland and France, this week, Palestinian, Moroccan, and other Islamofascist gang members are rioting in the streets, attacking police at will, throwing molotov cocktails into cars and buildings, preventing firefighters from dousing the resulting flames, and otherwise creating complete anarchy, while the rest of the population is forced to watch helplessly, and police officers seem unable to stop the mayhem or to even arrest any of its perpetrators.

This is what the past decade of misplaced and destructive multicultural "tolerance of the intolerant" has achieved. I personally think that it's only the beginning of a total Euro-Jihad created by its own leftist idealogues who have been in control of local and national governments for much too long a time.
I don't believe that this onslaught can be stopped.
It's too late.
It will spread like a plague.
I hope I'm wrong.
I fear that I'm not.

Take heed, America.........lest you be next!

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