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After scanning its face again and again,
I began to scale it, picking my holds
With intense caution. About half-way
To the top, I was suddenly brought to
A dead stop, with arms outspread
Clinging close to the face of the rock
Unable to move hand or foot
Either up or down. My doom
Appeared fixed. I MUST fall.
There would be a moment of
Bewilderment, and then,
A lifeless rumble down the cliff
To the glacier below.
My mind seemed to fill with a
Stifling smoke. This terrible eclipse
Lasted only a moment, when life blazed
Forth again with preternatural clearness.
I seemed suddenly to become possessed
Of a new sense. My trembling muscles
Became firm again, every rift and flaw in
The rock was seen as through a microscope,
My limbs moved with a positiveness and precision
With which I seemed to have
Nothing at all to do.
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
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Imagine if some random White guy said in public what Jason Whitlock says here. The FBI in full battle array would be pounding on his door at 3 AM in a New York minute.
The “progressives” and ultra woke among us—that is, the entire Democrat Party and much of the Republican Party—treat blacks like pets. As such blacks must be pampered and told what to eat and where to live and what to say and what to think. And if one of their pets runs off to fend for himself—in other words, to be free from racist nonsense—why, all Hell breaks lose. He becomes, like Larry Elder became, “the black face of white supremacy”. He somehow morphs into a modern day Nat Turner who must be hunted down and silenced.
In the “progressive” universe, black guys like Whitlock should STFU and get back on the plantation. Where they will be succored. And fed. And given a living. And told what good boys they are. You know, like every slave in History.
I was employed as an itinerate bluecollar worker in the film&television industry for decades and this man’s attitude prevailed among many, whatever their background.
Refreshing.
I really enjoy Jason’s message and find myself agreeing with what he says. We need more of him with that message out there.
He needs to get to his point quicker though, before he puts me to sleep.
Liberalism, Racism,,,,,, it’s all pretend stuff, to fuck with those whom assume their intellect is intact. Something to stew over, check ones moral compass.
What to truly understand how important this nonsense is. Turn your tv and radio off, listen for a year. You likely won’t here either mentioned once.
That’s structurally how unimportant it really isn’t.
VI
I have not watched tv in 43 years. And no radio since Rush passed on—and even then I listened on a computer. Hollywood movies? Maybe one every five years. Maybe.
I have never seen a professional sportsball game live or on tv. I read six books a month though. And read other things six hours a day. Yes, really! I would like to write more, but we’ll see. I exercise—muscles, yoga, walking, bike riding—several hours a day. I like my $25,000 hi-end audiophile system too.
In my spare time I relish having spare time. A “lifetime of Saturdays”.
Mike, good on you! I don’t have that level of commitment. Watched A Lucas movie last night “The BFG.”
Big Friendly Giant. I cried. Wonderful, much to do about nothing. And I drank it down like fine wine.
Who was it that said, “ Funk The Dumb Stuff! ”.
I’m heavy into Audiophile, please tell me about your set up?
Dirk
Dirk: I’m retired, so my time is my own save what I owe to God, Country and Family.
My set up:
1. Magnepan 3.3s bi-amped through two Emotiva HPA HC-1 monoblocks for the lows, and a Jolida tube amp JD 1000p for the highs.
2. Rega P6 turntable with Ortofon cartridge.
3. Harman Kardan ST-8 Linear Tracking Turntable with Audio Technica cartridge.
4. Black Ice Audio tube phono pre-amp.
5. Pro-Ject – DAC Box RS.
6. Cambridge Audio CD Transport.
7. Jolida Fusion tube pre-amp.
8. Schiit Audio Freya+ tube and passive pre-amp.
9. Two Emotiva XPA 1l monoblock amps for spares.
10. Kimber and AudioQuest cables.
11. Speaker wire is 10 AWG Blue Jeans Cable with gold banana connectors.
12. Magna Risers for the Magnepans
14. Listening room—actually, the living room in my apartment—has dampening squares and bass traps everywhere.
The sound would make an atheist believe in God.
Mike nice! A bit more modern then mine, but dam nice. After all isn’t it all in ones ear!
Been collecting for many many years, have closets and closets full of stuff. I’m stuck in the 60s, with my stuff. Most modern is remarkable, David Berning tube, while it’s high end, not my favorite for listening.
It’s modern it’s a power house, it’s just not warm and inviting with depth, high and low. I seem to get the most from the least, 12/20 w per channels quit nice for my tastes.
Thanks for sharing.
Dirk