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Love Gone Missing


“Why did you come to Seattle?”
“I came to Seattle for the love.”
“The love? But Seattle is a desert.”
“I was misinformed.”

Back at the beginning of this century, absent being in a coma, being a hermit monk somewhere on a high mountain, or being sunk to your neck in the middle of a cypress swamp, you could not escape the story of “The Runaway Bride:”

“The runaway bride case was the case of Jennifer Carol Wilbanks (born March 1, 1973), an American woman who ran away from home on April 26, 2005, in order to avoid her wedding with John Mason, her fiancé, on April 30. Her disappearance from Duluth, Georgia, sparked a nationwide search and intensive media coverage, including some media speculation that Mason had killed her. On April 29, Wilbanks called Mason from Albuquerque, New Mexico, and falsely claimed that she had been kidnapped and sexually assaulted by a Hispanic male and a white woman. Jennifer Wilbanks gained notoriety in the United States and internationally, and her story persisted as a major topic of national news coverage for some time after she was found and her safety was assured. “

At the time Wilbanks was the plat du jour of selfishness and fear in our blighted age and was the “Story of the Decade” for as long as her story lasted. When she finally showed up and confessed she was parsed and probed, drawn and quartered, and generally eviscerated by the rapacious media until she was little more than a damp spot on some discarded surgical sponge.

I despised The Runaway Bride from the first moment it was revealed she had simply freaked out and taken the geographic cure by getting gone to Las Vegas. It was a match made in hell. Along with Wilbanks sane people have to hate Las Vegas too — a place that promotes itself by proclaiming the whacked-out psycho’s vacation destination of choice. Being a psychopath’s institutional refuge is a pathetic reason for a town to exist, but cheap and low places need to work with what they have. After all, nobody would mistake Vegas for Vatican City until, of course, they build a 1/3rd scale model of Saint Peters and slam six thousand slots into the basilica — something I am sure is in the planning stage.

“No matter how many in the media beat up their peers

for paying too much attention to this tawdry tale,

it reveals a deeper truth about ourselves and our lives.”


Still Vegas was the perfect place for The Runaway Bride to select as the terminus of her bus ticket. Once you go psycho in America it seems you have to pass through at least a Las Vegas of the mind and soul even if your final destination is someplace much more mundane like…. Albuquerque.

Let her go.Let her go. God bless her,
Wherever she may be.
She can search, search this whole world wide over….

— St. James Infirmary

In sum, Wilbanks freaked out, flipped out, bugged out, came back, fessed up, and was forgotten in a wave of law suits…. ”then all collapsed, and the great shroud of the sea rolled on as it rolled five thousand years ago.”

That’s the story. That’s the surface. Let’s strap on our scuba gear and dive.

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“Time makes refugees of us all, and orphans.”

In a corner of my building there are two children,

whom I have watched grow through thirteen years (the older is now fourteen). Not the free-range children of my own childhood, but raised like chickens in a coop. Yet with coloured chalks they drew faces, and the grid for hopscotch on the sidewalk outside, and I have heard their childish laughter in the halls. They will move away, and remember this some day, with all the nostalgia from that further displacement; and think back on this, perhaps, from old age. For all of this, too, will pass.

Where are we going, refugees and orphans, in a world ever ceasing to be our own? Where is the hope in a life from which finally everything will be taken, as memory itself withdraws in the encroaching darkness? How shall we, with all our human longing for a home, find our way to a place of belonging, that will not crumble around the next turn?

War, war, our world is all war. And unless our sight is fixed upon the Heaven, there can be no peace.

 – – David Warren @ Essays in Idleness

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The Fuller Projection Map is the only flat map of the entire surface of the Earth which reveals our planet as one island in one ocean, without any visually obvious distortion of the relative shapes and sizes of the land areas, and without splitting any continents. It was developed by R. Buckminster Fuller who “By 1954, after working on the map for several decades,” finally realized a “satisfactory deck plan of the six and one half sextillion tons Spaceship Earth.” The Buckminster Fuller Institute

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Floating on the Frame Rate

When reviewing the security footage from outside his house in Austin, Texas, Al Brooks spotted an unusual sight: a bird seems to hover past the camera with its wings completely stationary. Of course it wasn’t really hovering (and no, it’s not suspended by strings) but rather the frame rate of the camera  matched the flaps of the bird’s wings perfectly resulting in a stroboscopic illusion. This is the same stroboscopic effect you might see in a video of airplane propellers that aren’t moving or when the wheels on a car appear to be frozen.

Floaty Bird: Colossal


Several of my commenters might have noticed that on some occasions their comment does not show up immediately in the thread. This is due to the somewhat too aggressive Spam filter in the new AD template that will hold certain comments for my personal approval.

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Tap Dancing Through the Labyrinth

Ah, Gay Paree!
“I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles
I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles “

The number of cars burned during Bastille Day festivities rose slightly from 2016, when 855 vehicles were torched, but the number of people arrested last year  — 577  — was far higher.    During Trump’s Paris Visit Migrant Suburbs Saw 900 Cars Burned in Scenes of ‘Intolerable Urban Violence’ – Breitbart

The advantage American citizens have in 2017, that we never had before, is a populist president who can sell the bejeezus out of a health care plan if someone could come up with one that makes sense. But for that to happen, Congress first had to do a hard faceplant in the asphalt, to show the country they are not the right tool for the job. That phase is complete. Time for the next phase. I Tell You How Citizens Can Fix Health Care (Now… | Scott Adams’ Blog

He no longer carried a pocket knife. He had learned long ago that things that go into pockets become habitual. He would forget to take the knife out when he rushed to catch his flight, just as he always forgot to put the knife in his pocket when he went to work in the garden. There would be a scene at the airport, confiscation of the knife, which had been his grandfather’s, and TSA questioning. They might want him to be strip searched. He could miss his flight. Such a large expensive organization as TSA needs justification, and so whereas the TSA officers might be reasonable, he could not count on it. Under the law he could be accused and prosecuted. One never knew. Times Change Out From Under Us 

You can call off trying to solve “Where’s Waldo?”. I found him today in my local Safeway in Paradise.

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America is a land of redemption; a Republic of Second Chances, isn’t it? It’s what makes us such a remarkable land. I have traveled the world over, as I’m sure you’ve ascertained, and what always strikes me is the existential and final nature of decisions, of situations in the lost corners of the world where you only ever get one opportunity – if you get one at all. One injection of money; maybe from a charity or a government program. One opportunity to study; one good harvest – maybe one loan, although not

RTWT @ Our Republic of Second Chances | Joel D. Hirst’s Blog

A powerful essayist, HIRST also wrote the definitive essay about the death of Venezuela in June of 2016:

No, national suicide is a much longer process – not product of any one moment. But instead one bad idea, upon another, upon another and another and another and another and the wheels that move the country began to grind slower and slower; rust covering their once shiny facades. Revolution – cold and angry. Hate, as a political strategy. Law, used to divide and conquer. Regulation used to punish. Elections used to cement dictatorship. Corruption bleeding out the lifeblood in drips, filling the buckets of a successive line of bureaucrats before they are destroyed, only to be replaced time and again.

RTWT @ — The Suicide of Venezuela Joel D. Hirst

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Corn-Pone Opinions by Mark Twain

FIFTY YEARS AGO, when I was a boy of fifteen and helping to inhabit a Missourian village on the banks of the Mississippi, I had a friend whose society was very dear to me because I was forbidden by my mother to partake of it. He was a gay and impudent and satirical and delightful young black man -a slave -who daily preached sermons from the top of his master’s woodpile, with me for sole audience. He imitated the pulpit style of the several clergymen of the village, and did it well, and with fine passion and energy. To me he was a wonder. I believed he was the greatest orator in the United States and would some day be heard from….

One of his texts was this:

“You tell me whar a man gits his corn pone, en I’ll tell you what his ‘pinions is.”….

I think Jerry was right, in the main, but I think he did not go far enough.

1. It was his idea that a man conforms to the majority view of his locality by calculation and intention. This happens, but I think it is not the rule.

2. It was his idea that there is such a thing as a first-hand opinion; an original opinion; an opinion which is coldly reasoned out in a man’s head, by a searching analysis of the facts involved, with the heart unconsulted, and the jury room closed against outside influences. It may be that such an opinion has been born somewhere, at some time or other, but I suppose it got away before they could catch it and stuff it and put it in the museum.

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Lollipops from the Labyrinth Cafe

Today’s proof of the existence of a loving God:

In Defense of American Nationalism – Men Of The West   You save Western Civilization — and therefore the world — by saving your own local community. There is an old saying that the Local Church is the Hope of the World. This is the absolute truth. And its time for our politics to reflect that same ethic. Liberal Elites live in isolated bubbles. They have their degrees and their oh-so-fantastic sandwich shops. That’s what they think America is. They are blind to the poverty. They are blind to the problems and plights of the average American. They are out of touch and clueless. That is why Donald Trump won– and that is also why they still can’t understand how he won.

The politics of fire: from Ancient Rome and San Francisco to Grenfell Tower      Meanwhile San Francisco’s Chinatown, the largest Chinese community on the west coast of the US, was left to burn. There was little intervention from the official fire service after a series of dynamite explosions – deliberately triggered by firefighters in an ultimately doomed attempt to create a fire break and protect the high-end mansions of Nob Hill.

Do ya think? Teen says tattoo covering half his face is making it hard to find work 

The University Empire –   As a wing of the reigning power, the university has the special dispensation of educating the masses. Universities have tax-free endowments, they receive grants from the official sovereign, they have their own police forces, they operate courts outside the rule of law, and they even earn billions tax-free. They have another special dispensation. They are the official union card stampers for any job in the white collar world and also what the sovereign’s official propaganda organ declares and portrays as ‘the good life’.

Death to Ants! TERRO T300B 2-Pack Liquid Ant Baits  I’ve used other ant baits before to limited success. Most just don’t do a very good job at attracting the critters. It’s like they’re hip to the Raid jive. But the other reviews about this product do not lie. Never in my life have I seen the crack frenzy that soon began, when literally hundreds of ants started pouring into these traps. I could see them writhing around in orgasmic euphoria. I could hear them laughing and clinking their glasses and making awkward late night sexual propositions with complete strangers. It would be like if a giant chocolate cheesecake had fallen out of the sky right in front of me. I would probably act similarly, rolling around in it, gorging myself silly, completely unaware that God decided to save himself the trouble of flooding the planet to wipe out the human vermin and instead decided to rain down poison disguised as dessert. 

Trump isn’t Godzilla, just the advance man.

The significance of Washington’s meltdown will hang on how adaptable the American politics proves to be. The Resistance so far has been less a call to rebuild Washington than the scream of someone having his leg amputated without anesthesia.  The GOP side is behaving like survivors shouting out a headcount after a collision to see who’s left alive. Among the Dems only Sanders is faintly stirring under the wreckage but ever more faintly.


Fun with Slavery: Dark Spots in a Shining Sea of Twaddle     You, the reader, probably live (as I long did) in a society in which millions of blacks live pointless lives, shooting each other in decaying cities with horrible schools.If you are a Yankee of the usual intolerable virtue, as so many are, note that blacks suffer these awful conditions chiefly in Southern cities such asTrenton, Newark, Camden, Philadelphia, New York, Detroit, Chicago, Flint, Gary, Milwaukee, Cleveland, Baltimore, and Washington DC. What have you done about it窶登ther than, perhaps, talk? And you are in no danger of the consequences of whatever you might propose.

John Updike: On Not Being a Dove It pained and embarrassed me to be out of step with my magazine and literary colleagues, with the bronzed and almost universally “antiwar” summer denizens of Martha’s Vineyard (including Feiffer and the fiery Lillian Hellman), and with many of my dearest friends back home in Ipswich, including my wife. How had I come to such an awkward pass?

Woman shocked to find 35,000 bees swarming home     “I was amazed, just amazed. It was phenomenal!” said Hegedus, 52, who lives in Bedford-Stuyvesant. “I expected to find half of that — at the most.” Chunks of honeycomb came crashing down from the ceiling, and honey dripped down the walls as the bee expert set about sucking up the precious honey bees with a special vacuum.

Klotz Throwing Company – Lonaconing, Maryland –    The Klotz Throwing Company, nestled in the mountains of western Maryland, was a silk mill that once employed about 300 workers full-time before shuttering in 1957. Miraculously, the factory remains eerily untouched: Worker cubbies still hold shoes, combs, tins of Noxema, and empty jars of apple butter from lunch breaks gone by.

You’re welcome.

The Man of the Hole      For at least the last 20 years, a solitary indigenous man has been living entirely by himself in the Amazon rain forest. Known as “The Man of the Hole,” he’s believed to be the last surviving member of an uncontacted tribe. His existence first came to light in 1996, and the Brazilian authorities launched expeditions to ensure his safety and preserved a 31-square-mile area in order to protect him from the encroachments of ranchers and loggers.

CNN Report: Millions Of American Voters May Have Colluded To Elect Trump    “The conspiracy goes much deeper than anyone expected,” Jake Tapper said on his news segment The Politics Lead. “We’re talking tens of millions of people involved in this secret plot to make sure Hillary didn’t make it into the White House and to prop up Donald Trump as the winner.”

The Yale Record Found Dave Brooks Scared-of-Sandwiches Friend   What is “€œPomodoro”€? What is the “€œliberal elite”? Why, when David Brooks takes me out to lunch, does he make me line up all my noodles end to end? These are only some of the questions I have when I dine with my friend David Brooks. Once I told him I did not want to line up all my noodles end to end. He said it was understandable that I was frightened and he did not hold it against me as I have no college diploma but I still had to line them up. He kept shouting, “Line ‘€˜em up! Line those noodles up!”€

Feminist geographers encourage colleagues not to cite research of white men:    “When it is predominantly white, heteronormative males who are cited, this means that the views and knowledge that are represented do not reflect the experience of people from other backgrounds,” she said. “When scholars continue to cite only white men on a given topic, they ignore the broader diversity of voices and researchers that are also doing important work on a that topic.”

 The Earliest Known Photos of 12 Major U.S Cities  

“Not for Human Consumption”

For $20,000, you can own a real meteorite, from space, that has been molded into the shape of the Zinger chicken sandwich. KFC launches clothing and home goods line


What we have been seeing worldwide, from India to the UK to the US, is the rebellion against the inner circle of no-skin-in-the-game policymaking “clerks” and journalists-insiders, that class of paternalistic semi-intellectual experts with some Ivy league, Oxford-Cambridge, or similar label-driven education who are telling the rest of us 1) what to do, 2) what to eat, 3) how to speak, 4) how to think… and 5) who to vote for.

But the problem is the one-eyed following the blind: these self-described members of the “intelligentsia” can’t find a coconut in Coconut Island, meaning they aren’t intelligent enough to define intelligence hence fall into circularities — but their main skill is capacity to pass exams written by people like them. With psychology papers replicating less than 40%, dietary advice reversing after 30 years of fatphobia, macroeconomic analysis working worse than astrology, the appointment of Bernanke who was less than clueless of the risks, and pharmaceutical trials replicating at best only 1/3 of the time, people are perfectly entitled to rely on their own ancestral instinct and listen to their grandmothers (or Montaigne and such filtered classical knowledge) with a better track record than these policymaking goons.

Indeed one can see that these academico-bureaucrats who feel entitled to run our lives aren’t even rigorous, whether in medical statistics or policymaking. They can’t tell science from scientism — in fact in their image-oriented minds scientism looks more scientific than real science. (For instance it is trivial to show the following: much of what the Cass-Sunstein-Richard Thaler types — those who want to “nudge” us into some behavior — much of what they would classify as “rational” or “irrational” (or some such categories indicating deviation from a desired or prescribed protocol) comes from their misunderstanding of probability theory and cosmetic use of first-order models.) They are also prone to mistake the ensemble for the linear aggregation of its components as we saw in the chapter extending the minority rule.

The Intellectual Yet Idiot is a production of modernity hence has been accelerating since the mid twentieth century, to reach its local supremum today, along with the broad category of people without skin-in-the-game who have been invading many walks of life. Why? Simply, in most countries, the government’s role is between five and ten times what it was a century ago (expressed in percentage of GDP). The IYI seems ubiquitous in our lives but is still a small minority and is rarely seen outside specialized outlets, think tanks, the media, and universities — most people have proper jobs and there are not many openings for the IYI.

Beware the semi-erudite who thinks he is an erudite. He fails to naturally detect sophistry.

The IYI pathologizes others for doing things he doesn’t understand without ever realizing it is his understanding that may be limited. He thinks people should act according to their best interests and he knows their interests, particularly if they are “red necks” or English non-crisp-vowel class who voted for Brexit. When plebeians do something that makes sense to them, but not to him, the IYI uses the term “uneducated”. What we generally call participation in the political process, he calls by two distinct designations: “democracy” when it fits the IYI, and “populism” when the plebeians dare voting in a way that contradicts his preferences. While rich people believe in one tax dollar one vote, more humanistic ones in one man one vote, Monsanto in one lobbyist one vote, the IYI believes in one Ivy League degree one-vote, with some equivalence for foreign elite schools and PhDs as these are needed in the club.

RTWT: AT The Intellectual Yet Idiot – INCERTO – Medium


A Declaration  by Robert Fulghum @ 80

1. I declare that I shall release the vice-grip of urgency and let go of Must Do, Must Get, Must Have, and Must Be. Compulsion doesn’t increase the quality of life.

2. I declare that the grass is not greener on the other side of the fence – it’s greenest where it’s watered – so when climbing daily fences, I will carry water. Or save the next fence for another day and just lie down on the grass I’ve got.

3. I declare that speed does not improve the quality of life, and the Way On is not the Interstate Highway but the inner-state of being present one day at a time.

4. I declare that it is true that life turns out best for the one who makes the best of the way life turns out. The key is improvisation in the face of the unexpected, which is always to be expected. A better name for that is surprise.

5. I declare that not knowing is the doorway into surprise and amazement. Ignorance is not a failing, it’s a ticket to ride.

6. I declare the truth that if there’s no rain, there’s no rainbows – that the lotus blossom only grows out of the mud – and that if there’s no shit, there’s no shinola.

7. I declare that what I have and what I am is what I would have wanted if I had thought this was possible long ago when I didn’t know what I wanted or who I was. Now I know what has become of me. I can laugh and keep going.

8. I declare a moratorium on worrying about how things will finally turn out – soon enough I will be what I once was – no one and nowhere – and I have been there before. No problem.

9. I declare the truth of the contradiction that I am forever alone and also forever as much a part of the universe as the most distant star. And I am not alone alone.

10. I declare that I finally accept the reality that the universe is working itself out as it should, and even if I never can comprehend that, it’s ok.

Declaration – Author Robert Fulghum


Saturday Review

World’s Biggest Super Soaker Packs a Mean Punch   Check out the record (and glass) shattering Super Soaker, measuring seven feet long. COMPLETE WITH an interview with the inventor of the Super Soaker.

Who says there’s no good news? Military Judge Gives Bowe Bergdahl A Lot Of Bad News

We drift in a sea of historical fraud. …Freeing the slaves was an easy solution if you didn’t have the problem. If you were a planter with a wife and three little girls, would you give up your house and subject your family to poverty, rape, robbery, and revenge from blacks? I am not asking whether you think they should have done it, but whether in the circumstances you would do it. Another way of putting it: For what moral cause would you, today, give up your job, house, and investments, and step on the sidewalk with your family?Fun with Slavery: Dark Spots in a Shining Sea of Twaddle | Fred On Everything

What To Do When Your Car Has Been Coated In Hagfish Slime

The Lies of Donald Trump’s Critics, and How They Shape His Many Personas  An in-depth analysis of the false allegations and misleading claims made against the 45th President since his inauguration.

 Check out this list of 50 roadside attractions: one for every single state. How many have you seen?

America is Not a Nation Ruled by Judges

A civil war is underway. Trump, like Lincoln, isn’t just fighting an elitist Democrat ruling class embedded in secessionist enclaves of gated communities surrounded by political plantations of minority poor.

What really scares me when I’m in America is picking up my luggage. If you’ve ever picked someone up from a flight, you know there’s no sort of scrutiny around who gets to walk in there. It’s like the TSA thinks the terrorists have some sort of death grudge against planes. So if we can keep them from getting on one, they won’t bother murdering a bunch of people clustered around baggage claim.7 Reasons the TSA Sucks (A Security Expert’s Perspective)

Notes from HuffPost visit to America     HuffPoser 1: Please, Earthling, um, person with a rouge connection between head and torso, interact with me verbally so that I may better acquaint myself with your ignorance, cultural depravity, and your political superstitions.

The Church of Modern Lunacy Notice the feminine language. They want to “welcome and affirm” trannies into their churches. I’d like these guys to point to the passage in the Bible that covers men who like to play dress up or people so mentally unbalanced they believe their sex organs are imaginary. Ministering to the mentally ill has a place in a church, but that’s not what they are saying. They want to make mutilating people a sacrament. Imagine being forced to embrace this sort of madness. It is no wonder the sane clergy are leaving.

The Japanese: Nuked too much or not enough? Kosuke Saito, from Osaka Japan, has been collecting Amazon cardboard boxes ever since 2008.  The Fascinating Life of a Japanese Amazon Box Collector

The Great Day-Care Sexual-Abuse Panic A generation of preschoolers had been subject to all manner of sexual degradation and physical abuse, including rape; small animals had been ritually sacrificed and children fed their blood; there had been field trips to local cemeteries to dig up corpses. Peggy McMartin Buckey was accused of “drilling” the limbs of students, and her 26-year-old son was alleged to have levitated inside the schoolhouse.

For 250 years, people have spotted the Flying Dutchman, the phantom ship doomed to sail the Seven Seas forever

A topography of torment. Mapping Dante’s Inferno, One Circle of Hell at a Time

The best size for homes Small Homes | Cool Tools

A Tiny House in Missouri Was Inexplicably Stolen and Driven to Kansas     It was found over 90 miles away from its original location.

A Guy Fieri Bathing Suit Exists and It’s as Terrifying as it Sounds Behold the fierce boner-wilting reality!

The Dread Gorgon:    As he strikes off Medusa’s head with his sword, two creatures are born from her bloodied neck: an undistinguished warrior named Chrysaor, who (as his Greek name suggests) possessed a golden sword; and, more impressively, the winged horse Pegasus.

“People like Franz Kline and Jackson Pollock and de Kooning sometimes do get amazing qualities that give me a kick in the tail to really let go. But I think a painting is undigested if you leave it in the state of just chaos. I like that first, wild impulse to be there, underneath, but pulled back into clarity.” Why Andrew Wyeth’s Art – Once Derided – Has Outlived His Critics

“Batshit insane.”   Transgender Men in Women’s Showers Must Get ‘Dignity and Respect,’ Says U.S. Army

Three hundred feet in the air, Mauli Dhan dangles on a bamboo rope ladder, surveying the section of granite he must climb to reach his goal: a pulsing mass of thousands of Himalayan giant honeybees. They carpet a crescent-shaped hive stretching almost six feet below a granite overhang. The bees are guarding gallons of a sticky, reddish fluid known as mad honey, which, thanks to its hallucinogenic properties, sells on Asian black markets for $60 to $80 a pound—roughly six times the price of regular Nepali honey. The Last Death-Defying Honey Hunter of Nepal

There’s nothing like the welfare state. Really, nothing like it at all. In Pilibhi, Uttar Pradesh, people send off their old members of the family in to forests as a tiger prey to get compensation in lakhs from government.  Sending elderly to forests as tiger prey for compensation from government is as savage as it can get 

“I’m sorry slavery happened, conceptually.  It’s reprehensible our predecessors singled out a particular group in such a fashion.  But I’m not sorry because I don’t owe anyone anything but personal respect based on their behavior today – not the historical nature of their existence in this nation. Sorry, Not Sorry – Maggie’s Farm

Juno Captures Close-Up Views of Jupiter’s Great Red Spot

Who Done It? Bueller/ Bueller? New York Woman Raped by Five Men After Leaving Church And, of course, no descriptions were given because who knows what thoughts that might lead to.

“The strong do as they will. The weak suffer what they must. And this is law.” And of course it is in Muslim countries where most if present day slavery survives. But if you truly adopt cultural relativism, you have no intellectual basis for rejecting slavery. The strong do as they will, and the weak suffer what they must. Before Western Civilization; Sowing the Wind

I arrived on the second day of creation. Laurie Barge had invited me to spend the day in her lab, modeling the origin of life. Can We Recreate Evolution?

Why Is Coffee So Expensive? Who cares? It’s a drug. Get it in your body…..

Meanwhile, back in my part of the world….

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“With the advent of the “Palestinian cause” becoming chic in Western, European, and Liberal circles being infected by virus has once more become acceptable to exhibit socially.”

Antisemitism is not a sign, a symbol, a bullet or a gas. It is a Virus. It is the oldest known virus to infest the human soul. In those infected, the virus is clever enough to mask it’s existence by renaming itself as “anti-Zionism.” Through the renaming of this ancient disease as a “political problem,” infected souls can transmit the virus to their friends, families. They can spread their disease at their schools and in their their community, church, or nation. The virus is also transmitted by exchanging infected fantasies with infected ideologues. By changing it’s name the disease made it possible for many to deny that they have contracted the virus, and that their souls are chancre-ridden and rotting. This facilitates the current outbreak.

Yes, antisemitism is a clever virus and this shape-shifting is one of its oldest methods of perpetuating itself. Like other viruses currently feasting on humans, this one always has a pleasure principle associated with it. It feels good to get it and we live in the plague years of “If it feels good, do it.” Those whose moral immune systems have been previously compromised by other pleasure-born diseases have souls which are particularly susceptible to this virus.

The origin of the virus is unknown, but many suspect the area to be Bablyon and Sumur with an early leap across borders into Egypt. It was later transmitted through not-so-casual contact to much of the world by traders out of Northern Africa and the Roman Empire.

During the period following the fall of Rome, the virus found traction in early Christianity as a common carrier. In this host it thrived, and was able to survive and spread for many centuries. Of late, many parts of Christianity, now that it has become fragmented, have rejected the virus and those who host it, but strains of the virus can still be found at the center of many subsets of the Christian faith today.

Islam, of course, is the not-that-new major religion to not only host the virus, but to celebrate being infected with it, and to actively take measures to make sure that, within the body of Islam, the virus can thrive and expand. What to do about this new and virulent strain of the virus is something that is now consuming a great deal of the attention and treasure of Western Civilization.

In the past, treatment of the virus involved the application of large amounts of steel and fire, but this age is still experimenting with targeted surgery of the infected parts of Islam to see if a less Draconian cure is possible. Recent events confirm that this sort of microsurgery will probably be ineffective since the virus seems to have become the host.

Flare-ups of the virus have been common across Europe throughout the last 2 millennia, but an overwhelming series of eruptions in Europe from England through the lands controlled by the USSR, required a global intervention before the conflagration was deemed to be put out. This, of course was an illusion, since like the root burns engendered by forest fires, it only smoldered underground in the human and social hosts for decades before erupting once again in the vast Petri dish of the Middle East.

With the advent of the “Palestinian cause” becoming chic in Western, European, and Liberal circles — driven at first by Socialist Progressive romanticism in the late 1960s and early 1970s — being infected by virus has once more become acceptable to exhibit socially in certain ways. Indeed, in many circles and societies, having the virus has lately become a highly prized fashion accessory to popular academic, media, and state ideologies. It is now actually a badge of pride in many Western circles to appear at various events wearing gold-plated buboes inset with multi-faceted Kaposi’s sarcoma that contain the virus at their core. Many now believe this intellectual adornment to actually be beautiful.

In a recent mutation, the virus has shown that it can leap the blood/brain barrier and actually infect Jews — if they feel safe within their “advanced” society. The current term for this mutation is “Juicebox Mafia” in which self-styled “intellectuals” of Jewish lineage actually feel it is “intelligent” to call for a world in which it is easier for Arabs and other Islamic groups to kill Jews wholesale. This sort of strange host to the virus is replacing the previous host termed “the self-hating Jew.” The reason for the rise of the Juicebox Mafia is unclear, but it may well have to do with desires for celebrity and paychecks that exceed the desire to live.

The virus, because it is an ancient and clever virus, can lie dormant for years, and like HIV, can mutate around a lot of therapies designed to destroy it.

As noted above, in the recent past, it has been shown that large doses of steel and fire can eradicate the virus in some populations, but only for a time. A cure is promised, but seems to be always delayed. The only measures that work are, at best, prophylactic. Another strategy is strict monitoring to prevent the spread of the virus. This seemed to be holding the virus at bay for decades. Lately, however, this method has broken down. The virus, like terrorism, has recently been able to piggy-back on the world-circling data-stream, and infect individuals and groups previously deemed immune. The current strain has indeed become so virulent that large blocks of Jewish people, in Europe, America and even Israel, have become infested.

As history demonstrates, there is no immunity to be had from the virus. The only strategy that seems to work is abstinence. This is accomplished by a rigorous rejection of all attempts by the virus to establish itself within an individual host. Constant monitoring and the suppression through education or other means of outbreaks in groups or ideologies or nations is also required.

Since the virus has been present in human hosts for well over 4,000 years, hopes for eradication in our lifetime are slim. Hopes for eradication in the future are better in civilized countries if, and only if, members of the generations now living and infected with the virus become dedicated to not passing it on to future generations. The virus is found nowhere else in nature except within the human host. If it is denied transmission to the young, it can be eliminated from the world in three generations. If… but only if.

Outlook? Not favorable.


The Right Fool for the Right Job

“No problem. I’ve done this thousands of times….”

Every time I think that mankind really is “the crown of creation,” something like this comes along to confirm we’re just God’s experiment with “the smart monkey” to see if He can better monologue material for “The Eternity Show:”

A man has been severely injured after attempting to loosen a stiff wheel-nut on his car by blasting it with a shotgun. The 66-year-old American shot the wheel from arm’s length with a 12-gauge shotgun and was peppered with ricocheting buckshot and debris. According to a sheriff’s office report, he was taken to Tacoma General Hospital with severe but not life threatening injuries. His legs, feet and abdomen were worst affected, but some injuries went as high as his chin.
The man had been repairing a Lincoln Continental for about two weeks at his home near Southworth in Washington state, about ten miles from Seattle. He had successfully removed all but one wheel-nut on the right rear wheel and resorted to firepower out of sheer frustration on Saturday afternoon. — Man hurt after blasting wheel with shotgun

How I would have loved to have been listening in on that thought process:

“One damn nut to go…. just one. Just fit this lug wrench over the nut, and t…w….i….s…t, and…..”


“ARRRRGH! SHIT! Barked the knuckle…. no problem…. just get this big Visegrip and lock it down…. there…. now just whack the sucker with this small sledge hammer and…..”



Deep measured breathing and slowly rising wrothful rumblings ensue as the afflicted limps and hobbles about the shop.

“That’s it. THAT’S IT! You sombitch nut. You’re COMING OFF BABY! OFF! Time for the BIG GUNS!…. Guns? Yes, that’s it. I’ll just BLOW THIS MOTHER OFF!

“Git that shotgun out of the cabinet. That’s it. Load both chambers. Saves time. Won’t be effing around this time. Got to get in close. Get that barrel right on the steel nut which is on the steel wheel which is on the steel axle which is on the steel car…. and…. stand at an angle so that there won’t be any chance of ricochet and just s..q..e..e..z..e off a round and….”


And then a silence over which we hear a slowly rising siren and the a small voiceover saying, “I wonder if they’ve got Monster Garage on the hospital’s cable system….”


Lolling About in the Labyrinth

Cue Monty Python’s Upper-Class Twit of the Year sketch…. We Just Passed Prince Charles’s 96-Month Deadline to Save The World From ‘Ecosystem Collapse’  

Too many corporations, even internet companies, haven’t internalized the realities of this new world. The same technology that enables them to garner millions of eyeballs for their content also empowers smaller fry, who can turn those eyeballs against them if they put a foot wrong. How Zillow Became an Internet Villain: Targeting McMansion Hell – Bloomberg

College writing center: Proper grammar perpetuates ‘racist,’ ‘unjust language structure’ –    The University of Washington, Tacoma’s Writing Center now instructs students that expecting proper grammar from others perpetuates racism and “unjust language structures.”

An excerpt from the song “Au clair de la lune”, originally recorded as a phonautogram on paper. As of May 2009, this is believed to be the oldest recognizable recording of a human voice in existence. According to the remasterers, the lyrics sung are the first lines of the second stanza “Au clair de la lune, Pierrot répondit” (Under the moonlight, Pierrot replied).

Don’t expect Dark side of the Moon production here – remember, we’re talking first recordings ever made.The interesting thing is that the recording was never intended to be played back – or at least the technology to play it back was never imagined at the time.It was recorded by a “phonautograph”, which etches waveforms onto paper. French inventor Edouard-Leon Scott de Martinville built the device, which uses a diaphragm that responds to sound to etch the lines onto paper via the soot from an oil lamp. First and earliest Recording ever made – the phonautograph

Effles –    “A hat is not food. A man has a dog. Is this my finger or your finger?”

Apple Cider Vinegar Dish Soap Fly Trap | Cool Tools

What ever you do, don’t order the fish and chips: Breast Implant Found In Utensil Holder At Texas Strip Club

Sadly, no. No, Scientists Did Not Just Prove That Smelling Food Makes You Fat

Amazon AI Made To Design Phone Cases Hilariously Malfunctions, Fills Store With 31,000 Products Like These 

My Handy Design had created thousands of phone cases displaying everything from marinated herring rolls to cocaine, and customers were having a field day in the reviews.

Amtrak Could Make Taking The Train As Uncomfortable As Flying – Consumerist

W.T.F. Japan: Top 5 unique Japanese toilet functions These features will make you flush with excitement.

Meet the Doctor Who Refuses to Stop Prescribing Opioids to Pain Patients –   [Tennant was] the first doctor to say, ‘our goal is to relieve your pain.'”

The Basic Formula For Every Shocking Russia/Trump Revelation

Gutfeld: Scarborough Leaving GOP ‘An Enema’ – ‘Trump’s Victory Owes a Lot to Joe’ Indulging Him –    “Joe calls it an exit, but for Republicans, it’s really an enema. Talk about draining the swamp. This guy was so inside, he sneezes pollywogs. He played both sides like a teenager with his favorite record, but thankfully, not Joe’s.”

Tucker Carlson And Mark Steyn Laugh At CNN On Their Trump Jr. Russia Hysteria – YouTube

Don’t get your hopes up: No, a Huge Asteroid Probably Won’t Wipe out Humanity


The Elites Have No Idea What Is Coming

What does it feel like to have your media empire, carefully built on seething disdain, reprehensible deeds and kissed backsides, crumble before your very eyes because people no longer want to swallow its poison? What is it like to have people spit at you in the street when for all your life, you imagined yourself to be nothing short of royalty? How does it feel to suddenly realize your callous words and evil actions have been carefully logged and that you will face responsibility for every single one? I wouldn’t know. But they will soon find out….. The panic is there, as real as it is crippling. And the most interesting part is that the middlemen are hesitant to inform their masters of what’s going on, in fear of getting thrown to the wolves. Desperate to hold on whatever scraps of power they have, they’d rather go down with the ship slowly than be tossed overboard as ballast. For them, there is no life outside ivory towers, and these very towers are about to go down in flames. -– Return Of Kings

Endangered species. Soon to be reclassified as extinct.


Walking the Dead Diamond Labyrinth

The Dr. Seuss-Like Topiaries of San Francisco Photographed by Kelsey McClellan | Colossal

How Deep Can You Dig a Hole?  It all depends on the temperature you can take.

Why would you fire 700 rounds on full auto from an M249 SAW with a suppressor on it, in one continuous burst, no less? Do or do not, I always say. There is no why.Do, or Do Not. There Is No Why – BSBFB

Introducing CÜCK — a new furniture assembly service from IKEA. IKEA, Inc. has built a nationwide team of over 900 young, vigorous, and blonde Swedish men to satisfy the furniture needs of America’s wives. Whether your husband fails to construct a MALM, FJELLSE, or even a FLURG, you can rest easy knowing there’s a Swede one phone call away who can give you what you want. CÜCK – The New Furniture Assembly Service From IKEA

Oldest madeira collection found in New Jersey museum Workers renovating Liberty Hall Museum at Kean University in Union, New Jersey, discovered a rare collection of Madeira wines, some dating back to Colonial times. Museum staff knew the Kean family had wine storage shelves in the cellar, but they were obscured by a plaster and plywood wall built during Prohibition. When workers broke through the wall and the locked wooden cage behind it, they found a collection of 18th and 19th century wines far larger than they realized. There are three cases containing more than 50 bottles of Madeira, the oldest of which date to 1796. The attic held an unexpected wine cache as well, not in bottles but in 42 demijohns dating to the 1820s. It’s the oldest and largest known collection of Madeira in the United States.

How to Safely Clear Your Home | Now we’re going to slice the pie. This time your pivot point will be right dab in the middle of the doorway. Sidestep in a semicircular path around the pivot point until you get to the other side of the doorframe. When you cross the fatal funnel during your pie slicing, pick up the pace. You want to spend as little time there as possible.

The Novelty and Excess of American Design During the Jazz Age

4 Trifling Conversations American Women Love To Have That Fry Your Brain –     Seriously, you don’t need to have a 15 minute conversation about your “craft burger.” It’s a piece of meat with lettuce, tomato, onions, and ketchup—the ketchup is one step above Heinz so therefore it can now be called “craft”. There’s a piece of bread around all of it, with some potatoes on the side. No, just because they sprinkled a little bit of Parmesan cheese on them does not make them “craft french fries”. End of discussion.

The Curious Case of Ronald Opus A medical examiner receives the body of a man called Ronald Opus who has been killed by a shotgun blast to the head. Upon further examination it’s revealed that Opus was killed in mid-air while committing suicide. A note was found near Ronald’s body indicating that he was despondent and planned on taking his own life by leaping off the top of a 10 story building.

Important Political Weather Report: Unprecedented Liberal Smugness Warning

If the public leaders of conservatism prefer to hang around degenerates like Bill Maher, rather than fight for the causes they claim to champion, why would anyone follow them? Why Conservatism Died | The Z Blog

Pastry mastermind Dominique Ansel debuts a summer cone in Japan’s Omotesando with grilled corn on the cob topped with caramel sweet corn soft serve and caramel corn. Just take all of our yen. The World’s Most Outrageous Ice Cream Cones – Chowhound

One More Time Girls, alcohol is not your friend: “Woman, 27, is sentenced to eight months home detention for drunkenly groping 19-year-old passenger, licking her ear and straddling her on an Alaskan Airlines flight as she exclaimed that she wanted to ‘F***'” Daily Mail Online


“Waffle House is like eating a little bit of dirt when you’re a kid. Makes you strong. Builds up your immune system. You ever been in a Waffle House? The floor is always slidey. I’m not talkin’ about the kitchen floor. I’m talkin’ about the minute you walk in.”

Waffle House occupies a special place in American life. It is the last to shut down and first to open in a natural disaster. In fact, even FEMA relies on Waffle House to reveal whether the population has at least some access to food. It is magnificent in being a major employer of ex-convicts, people who have a hard time getting any job at all. It’s the first employment stop for many when they leave the pen.

Hilariously Truthful Defense of Waffle House Goes Viral