I trust that you've been sworn in, or that you will be soon.
I would like to be let out of my box, please. This solitary confinement is killing me and it is unwarranted.
The stage photos, the rubble series, the beer series, and the holding-eyeglasses series are courtesy of Gregg Matthews, Orlando. All others by Chris King.
Clicking the thumbnail will show a 300dpi version.
Generally, the staged photos were taken in the olden days, around 2004. I have not aged at all, so you may regard these to be an accurate representation of what my big fat pot belly does not look like.
When the Government Man decides to stab his fat, dirty fingers at things and initiate non-linearity, you may use these in your newspaper or on your TV show if you like.
I trust that you've been sworn in, or that you will be soon.
I would like to be let out of my box, please. This solitary confinement is killing me and it is unwarranted.
But Admiral Mullen said there were better ways to question the war and that Assange may have blood on his hands.
"Mr Assange can say whatever he likes about the greater good he thinks he and his source are doing, but the truth is they might already have on their hands the blood of some young soldier or that of an Afghan family," he said.
Senator Lindsey Graham said something quite telling the other day. He said, regarding Julian Assange, the guy behind Wikileaks, "I am in favor of prosecuting those who undermine the war effort."
Just one problem: There is no law against undermining the war effort. It is neither a legal nor a moral crime. So what Graham actually said was, "I am in favor of investigating a person I don't like until we find a means of putting him away."
That is not the purpose of law, and that is why I ignore each and every one of Washington's grand legal pronouncements.
The purpose of law is, one, to provide for the defense of natural rights and, two, to provide a framework for the peaceful resolution of disputes among the members of a society. Any other purpose to which the law may be put is an abuse of the state's coercive force.
But what has happened in this country is that petty dictators have learned to use the coercive force of the state to settle their own grievances. The law now has been converted into a mere collection of legal mechanisms whose highest and best moral use, it seems, is in providing a means of putting away people we don't like.
And thus we have Graham baldly stating that he is in favor of prosecuting someone for something that is not a crime.
Now witness this:
It is just a technical matter, the Obama administration says: We just need to make a slight change in a law to make clear that we have the right to see the names of anyone’s e-mail correspondents and their Web browsing history without the messy complication of asking a judge for permission.
Don't you see? We can't seem to arrest the domestic criminals who deposited a 7-series compressor on Murray Street, but now we need access to everyone's web browsing history in case we think you're a terriss.
Do you see how useful the terriss are?
I have an idea: Let's just keep a complete dossier and comprehensive diary on everyone's every action over the course of their lives. And then when they do something that we don't like, all we have to do is to moisten our fingertip and thumb through their entire life until we find something that plausibly fits our million and one laws and then we can successfully pluck them off the street and drop them into a prison.
Is that the world you want to live in? Where your highest aspiration in life is to successfully evade imprisonment? To conduct yourself according to the rules by which you may not offend anyone's interests?
I know myself and I know my life. Only I am privy to my complete history. But I absolutely guarantee you that that jurisdiction will find some means of putting me away forever. And if I cannot be gotten rid of by more conventional means, they will have their partners in some black compartment assassinate me.
I assure you that they will get rid of me by one means or another.
Twenty years ago, no decent middle class person could have tolerated the moral indictment of going to prison. It would have constituted a stain on the family name. Going to prison was shameful.
But now it's a badge of honor. A friend of mine and I were talking about a thing we read in the paper, about some guy who went down the river for the non-crime of growing some marijuana plants. He said, "That must be hard on his family, to have a felon in the family now."
I replied, "Oh, it's nothing. This is America. Everyone gets to go to jail."
No decent person even recognizes that jurisdiction, much less does one concern himself with its mush-mouthed, preverbal legal gruntings. It somehow made torture a legal activity.
That Frankenstein's monster wouldn't know the first thing about the law. No person interested in the proper elevation of law as the expression of civilized men would even permit that hunchbacked freak a seat at the table.
Shut the fuck up.
You know, for my new status as a United States employee --since that jurisdiction made it illegal for me to work for any entity other than itself.
I want that welcome packet this week. As always, I do not check my mail at the post office because I do not have the spare emotional energy to look at any more red-colored letters. So any welcome packet --complete with my first paycheck and a signing bonus-- will have to be delivered by UPS or FedEx to my home. Check the box on the shipping label that indicates that it's okay for the driver to leave the parcel at my house.
I am not kidding. I work for United States now and I make one hundred thousand dollars per year. That's what you get for unlawfully keeping me inside my sensory deprivation tank as you try to keep that Pandora's Box of Horrors of mine from detonating.
I'm sorry that your jurisdiction did those things. I am sorry that my attempts at doing your own law enforcement jobs has caused you embarrassment. But your punishment of me is uncalled-for.
I want action on this immediately.
One of my favorite scenes is where Black Dynamite and his henchmen have tied up one of Mister Big's underlings in a chair, some white guy, and they're interrogating him about the Anaconda Malt Liquor drug trade. The underling is defiant and he repeatedly answers Black Dynamite's queries with the charge of "Coon!" And he gets hit on the head with a blackjack and the humor lies in his seemingly not knowing that he's going to get hit on the head every time he calls Black Dynamite a coon.
In my imaginary TV show that I am writing inside my mind, there is a segment called The Adventures of Honky and Coon. I like the title because it activates all required hot buttons and it has a nice cadence and mellifluousness to it. Overall it's got a nice ring.
In it, our heroes are detectives in a New York police station house, kind of like Barney Miller. The white guy's name is Jared G. Coon. His partner, a black guy, was supposed to be named Hank when he was born. But due to a clerical error at the hospital, his name was recorded in his birth records as "Honk." Various intractable legal complications compounded the problem and now it's impossible for him to correct the error. So all his records indicate that his legal name is Honk E. Jackson.
The show is about their madcap adventures.
I've been watching that Dylan Ratigan show. He has sort of a co-host on there now and again, a man by the name of Toure. And they discuss racial matters. I'm all for discussing things. So Toure talks about his perspectives as a black man, and Ratigan faux-bemoans his white privilege.
You guys want to improve your ratings? Take it from a showman: You should do some sort of hidden camera thing, maybe someone's mic got left on during an unbroadcast part of the show or a run-through, and Ratigan makes like he thinks no one's listening, and he says to himself, under his breath, "Who let this coon on my show? And then Ratigan just spins himself up and goes on his "secret" rant for a couple of minutes. And then this footage of Ratigan's racist rant "accidentally" winds up on the internet.
And then there's a big stink, and the head of MSNBC has to issue press releases about the racial tensions on the set and of how there was a knife fight involving Toure and Ratigan.
Won't that be fun? Just sit back and watch the commotion unfold. Delight in your chaos. Savor your handiwork.
They are describing the magic trick you are living inside.
Him pretend him dead. Then other man think plane ham crash.
Los Angeles, California (CNN) -- Rick Norsigian kept two boxes he bought at a garage sale under his pool table for four years before realizing they may be too valuable to store at home.
The Fresno, California, commercial painter learned this week that what was in those boxes he paid $45 dollars for a decade ago could be worth more than $200 million.
"When I heard that $200 million, I got a little weak," Norsigian said at a Beverly Hills art gallery Tuesday.
Art, forensic, handwriting and weather experts teamed up to conclude the 65 glass plates in the boxes were photographic negatives created more than 80 years ago by Ansel Adams, the iconic American photographer whose images of the West inspired the country.
--we'll do a man on the street thing, where we just stick a microphone in someone's face and ask them if they're of the body. And I'll act real serious and get a weird look in my eye and ask them questions about their false reality that they live inside, courtesy of the reality-creating news and entertainment media. And the person will think I'm weird and creepy.
And the audience gets to do an interactive Iphone and Android application-type voting in realtime to vote for whether the person I'm interviewing is a complete idiot and of the body.
And the person with the highest realtime vote tally for being of the body gets a special Landru prize.
Or maybe it'll be a game show format in-studio, but the idea is the same.
It truly is like you people have lost your senses over the past nine years. Now you belong to Landru.
The White House accused online whistleblower WikiLeaks of endangering the lives of American, British and other coalition troops after it posted around 90,000 leaked US military records today.
What endangers the lives of the troops is putting them in harm's way --for no good goddamn reason.
If these bankers want an opium trade and a lithium-mining operation, that's fine. I don't care. What I care about is them trying to lower their private security costs by tricking a nation into deploying troops to defend those banker's claimed mineral deposits.
The country is falling apart, the Pentagon's flying drones into the Twin Towers, Mexican drug gangs are taking over border towns in Texas, and the White House is still talking about how we need nineteen-year-old kids to get their brains blown out in a "war" that is a demonstrable fraud.
This country has gone insane. (Is it any wonder I seem strange to you? The crazed often mistake reason for insanity.)
You people are a bunch of nutjobs.
This country is complete lunacy.
This is a photo of the International Space Station in low earth orbit as it passed in front of the sun. It took less than half a second for it to move across the sun. In that instant, an amateur astronomer took this photo:
It seems that someone by the name of Chris King actually got shot. Someone in Michigan. My apologies to you and condolences to his family.
These are the hazards of attempting to divine information when it's illegal for anyone to speak to me.
As you were. I thank you for any assistance already rendered.
(It's good work if you can get it. The only downside is all the kids who get killed fighting these fake wars.)
Then the so called “missing link” came when it was revealed that the head of the ISI was the principal financier of the 9/11 hijackers.
In various terror attacks, alerts and foiled plots since 9/11, further links between Al Qaeda, the ISI and U.S. and British Intelligence have emerged.
As Professor Michel Chossudovsky has pointed out in his excellent expose, all these links are even corroborated by the House of Representatives International Relations Committee. A Statement in 2000 by Rep. Dana Rohrbacher, Hearing of The House International Relations Committee on “Global Terrorism And South Asia” highlighted that U.S. support funneled through the ISI to the Taliban and Osama bin Laden has been a consistent policy of the U.S. Administration since the end of the Cold War:
…[T]he United States has been part and parcel to supporting the Taliban all along, and still is let me add… You have a military government [of President Musharraf] in Pakistan now that is arming the Taliban to the teeth….Let me note; that [U.S.] aid has always gone to Taliban areas… We have been supporting the Taliban, because all our aid goes to the Taliban areas. And when people from the outside try to put aid into areas not controlled by the Taliban, they are thwarted by our own State Department… At that same moment, Pakistan initiated a major resupply effort, which eventually saw the defeat, and caused the defeat, of almost all of the anti-Taliban forces in Afghanistan.
THE CIA: BEYOND REDEMPTION AND SHOULD BE TERMINATED
By Sherwood Ross
The Central Intelligence Agency(CIA) has confirmed the worst fears of its creator President Harry Truman that it might degenerate into “an American Gestapo.” It has been just that for so long it is beyond redemption. It represents 60 years of failure and fascism utterly at odds with the spirit of a democracy and needs to be closed, permanently.
Over the years “the Agency” as it is known, has given U.S. presidents so much wrong information on so many critical issues, broken so many laws, subverted so many elections, overthrown so many governments, funded so many dictators, and killed and tortured so many innocent human beings that the pages of its official history could be written in blood, not ink. People the world over regard it as infamous, and that evaluation, sadly for the reputation of America, is largely accurate. Besides, since President Obama has half a dozen other major intelligence agencies to rely on for guidance, why does he need the CIA? In one swoop he could lop an estimated 27,000 employees off the Federal payroll, save taxpayers umpteen billions, and wipe the CIA stain from the American flag.
They run cocaine for their banker masters, they torture people, they overthrow governments (including the Unites States Government --at least until I put an end to their little scheme) and they provide no intel that anyone couldn't get on the internet anyway.
The agency is an embarrassment and should be padlocked and its employees arrested and tried for their war crimes, and the harmless goofs among them put on the bread lines where they belong.
With friends like the CIA, who needs Al Qaeda? (Oh wait. They're the same thing.)
You know I'm trying to learn law enforcement, right?
I have a suggestion: In the form that you send to the various State Police departments when you invite them to participate in a federal investigation, you should add a blurb at the bottom, something that's auto-generated in the word processing program. It should read:
Standard, computer-generated blurb to Vermont State Police: (All other partner law enforcement agencies ignore the following:)
Try not to fuck this up, okay? For detection efficiency and effectiveness purposes, it is counterproductive to just tell people of the details of an investigation. (Ref. Law Enforcement Procedural Guide, Vol. III, Page 72, chapter entitled "Law Enforcement and You: How to Improve Your Chances of Detecting Something If You Don't Brag to Your Wives and Friends that You're In On Something Big.")
In the cellar of my house we will find four years' worth of Long Trail Ale bottles. Six packs, twelve packs, everything.
I was thinking about hiring some high school kids or some other unskilled labor to carry them out of the house and bring them to the redemption center.
But then I remembered that we've got a bunch of folks in the Vermont State Police who may just fit the bill: It's a simple task, nothing they can immediately fuck up.
And then when they're carrying beer bottles out of the cellar, they can inform the woodchucks who've gathered at my house, "Hey: Do you remember how when the feds came to town we thought it was a big deal because we're such a bunch of rubes that we never saw an FBI agent before except on TV? And then we immediately informed the townspeople of what the feds told us 'cause we thought we were big shots in on something big? Yeah: It turns out we had no idea what we were talking about. It's a bit more complicated than a smashed pumpkin in the road. ...So now we're doing what we do best --something that it's kind of hard for us to completely fuck up unless we drop some bottles on the pavement."
So I would like to thank you all for permitting America's Senior Comedian and Smelly Ol' Terriss (R) to be removed from a house he has every means of paying for if it were not for certain assclown jurisdictions making it illegal for me to follow the law, earn a living, and pay the mortgage.
I will not be around for the auction. I do not believe I can tolerate watching the hammer go down on the house my father helped me buy, the house in which I defended lawful government from the smelly ol' terriss, the house I lost because the smelly ol' terriss made ME a smelly ol' terriss! "So there!"
And then the local woodchucks with their five green teeth and their three data points about my unnoteworthy little life can gather on my property and spin for themselves a grand, rich tapestry of how the feds came to town, and how the guy at the tire shop told him that his girlfriend told him that she heard from the Women's Auxiliary that I have great, swinging boy-sex parties at my house, complete with crystal meth and lines of cocaine, and that we have human sacrifices, and how it all seems so plausible. "He is kind of strange."
In a recent interview with the right-wing Christian Zionist Friends of Israel Gospel Ministry, neoconservative pundit Daniel Pipes shared his view that Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu should threaten to use nuclear weapons against Iran as a means of “applying pressure” on the United States.
“I think it’s realistic for the Israelis to attack and do real damage,” Pipes said. “Now, what constitutes success, I’m not exactly sure. There are many, many questions“:
PIPES: If I were [Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin] Netanyahu, I would say to [U.S. President Barack] Obama, “Why don’t you take out the Iranian nukes? Or else we will And we will not do it by trying to fly planes across Turkey and Syria or Jordan or Saudi Arabia. We will do it from submarine-based, tactical nuclear weapons. You don’t want that; we don’t want that; but that’s the way we can do this job for sure. You do it your way so we don’t have to escalate to that.” That would be a way of applying pressure. There are so many details which I’m not privy to. But that would be my kind of approach if I were the Israelis.
So which is the real threat around here, Iran's nuclear program or Israel's nuclear blackmail?
(And although I can't prove it yet, I absolutely guarantee you that Israel has planted nuclear weapons in various American cities as a means of force multiplication.)
It's not all dancing on the beach at sunset.
And don't forget: Everyone hates them and wants to make lampshades out of them.