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Sunday, May 31, 2026
"Yes, There Is A Meaning..."
"Yes, there is a meaning; at least for me, there is one thing that matters -
to set a chime of words tinkling in the minds of a few fastidious people."
- Logan Pearsall Smith
"One Can Make People Believe..."
“One could make people believe the most fantastic statements one day, and trust that if the next day they were given irrefutable proof of their falsehood, they would take refuge in cynicism; instead of deserting the leaders who had lied to them, they would protest that they had known all along that the statement was a lie and would admire the leaders for their superior tactical cleverness."
- Hannah Arendt, "The Origins of Totalitarianism"
Of course we know very well what to expect...
"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when
everything the American public believes is false."
- William J. Casey, CIA Director (1981)
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Freely download Hannah Arendt, "The Origins of Totalitarianism", here:
"The Chief Obstacle..."
"The chief obstacle to the progress of the human race is the human race."
- Don Marquis
"In the mass of mankind, I fear, there is too great a majority of fools and knaves,
who, singly from their number, must to a certain degree be respected,
though they are by no means respectable."
- Philip Stanhope
"Russian Train Station of the Future: Leningradsky Vokzal"
Full screen recommended.
Travelling With Russell, 5/31/26
"Russian Train Station of the Future:
Leningradsky Vokzal"
"What does the Leningradsky Railway Station look like inside? Join me on a detailed, fully narrated tour of this amazing, futuristic transport hub. The station is one of the oldest railway stations in the country, with more than 175 years of history."
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"How It Really Is"
Hey! They've got something big for you, too, Good Citizen!
Same as it always was, same as it always will be...
"In The Time Of Your Life..."
- William Saroyan
Freely download "The Human Comedy", by William Saroyan, here:
“10 Things You Should Know About Life’s Most Important Questions”
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“10 Things You Should Know
About Life’s Most Important Questions”
by Marc Chernoff
"It’s a harsh fact that every one of us is ignorant in some way. Although we tend to pretend otherwise, it’s impossible to know it all. Ignorance is our biggest collective secret. And it’s one of the scariest and most damaging realities of life, because those of us who are most ignorant – and thus most likely to spread ignorance – are also the ones who often don’t know it.
Here’s a quick test: If you have never changed your mind about one of your learned beliefs, if you have never questioned the fundamentals of your opinions, and if you have no inclination to do so, then you are likely ignorant about something you think you know.
What’s the quickest solution? Get outside and find someone who, in your opinion, believes, behaves, and handles certain aspects of life very differently from you, and just have a simple, honest conversation with them. I promise, some of life’s most important questions will become clearer by doing so. And it will do both of you lots of good. Once you’ve done that, here are some key things to remember:
1. Many of the biggest misunderstandings in life could be avoided if we would simply take the time to ask, “What else could this mean?”
2. An expert is not a person who gives all the right answers; she’s the one who asks the right questions.
3. Very few of us actively seek new knowledge in this world on a daily basis. We get comfortable with what we know, and we stop questioning things. On the contrary, we try to squeeze from the unknown the answers we have already shaped in our own minds – judgments, justifications, validations, forms of consolation without which we might feel incomplete or off-center. To really ask something new is to open the door to the storm. And the answer just may blow us away.
4. If someone can get you asking the wrong questions, they don’t have to worry about how they answer you.
5. Monsters do exist in the real world, but they are too few in number to be truly dangerous in the long run. More dangerous are the common people with good intentions who are instantly ready to believe and act without asking questions.
6. At the end of the day, the questions you ask of yourself determine the type of person you will become.
7. Courage doesn’t happen when you have all the answers. It happens when you are ready to face the questions you have been avoiding your whole life.
8. When it comes to your relationships: Does he/she treat you with respect at all times? That’s the first question. The second question is: If he/she remains the exact same person ten years from now, would you still want to be in a relationship with him/her? And finally, does he/she inspire to be a better human being? When you find someone that you can answer yes to all three questions, you know you’ve found yourself a relationship worth having.
9. Regardless of how much you know, or how many incredible questions you ask, you can never know it all. To believe that you do, is proof of the contrary. The wilderness around us always holds answers to more questions than we have yet learned to ask. And that’s a beautiful thing.
10. Although life will always be filled with unanswered questions, it’s the courage to seek the answers that counts – this journey is what gives life meaning. Ultimately, you can spend your life wallowing in frustration and misery, wondering why you were the one who was chosen to deal with your problems, or you can be grateful that you are strong enough and smart enough to grow from them.
Your turn: Be present and have patience with everything that remains unexplained in your heart and mind. Try to love life’s questions. Like locked doors or like good books written in foreign languages, respect their nature. Don’t expect all the answers to come easy. They cannot be given to you right now because your present understanding isn’t ready yet. It’s a question of experiencing everything first. Right now you need to hold on to the questions – explore, learn, and live your life. Perhaps, as you do, you will gradually find yourself experiencing the answers you always wanted.
So with that said, which of the reminders above hit home the most? Why? Leave a comment below and share your thoughts and insights with us."
"Edward Abbey on How to Live and How to Die"
"Edward Abbey on How to Live and How to Die:
Immortal Wisdom from the Park Ranger Who Inspired Generations"
by Maria Popova
"The summer after graduating high school, knowing he would face conscription into the military as soon as his eighteenth birthday arrived, Edward Abbey (January 29, 1927–March 14, 1989) set out to get to know the land he was being asked to die for. He hitchhiked and hopped freight trains, rode in ramshackle busses and walked sweltering miles across the American Southwest. Upon returning home to Pennsylvania, he was promptly drafted and spent two reluctant years as a military police officer in occupied Italy.
Defiant of authority and opposed to the war, he was demoted twice and finally honorably discharged “by reason of demobilization of men.” When he received the discharge papers, he wrote “RETURN TO SENDER” on the envelope in big bold letters to signal that he was never willing for the job he was being fired from. The FBI took note and opened a file, to which they would later add the World Peace Movement he organized on his college campus, his acts of civil disobedience to protect old-growth forests from the corporate chainsaw, and his attendance of a Conference in Defense of Children in Vienna, deemed “communist initiated.”
Even as a teenager, Abbey understood that ideologies are only ever defeated not with guns but with ideas, so he decided to subvert the system by enrolling to study philosophy and literature at the University of New Mexico under the G.I. Bill. He spent the rest of his twenties traveling (he fell especially in love with Scotland, thinking about what makes life worth living, and dreaming of becoming a writer. It was when he took a job as a park ranger at thirty that he found the material for his first book: the ravishing "Desert Solitaire," which went on to inspire generations of writers and environmental activists, among them Wendell Berry, Gary Snyder, Cheryl Strayed, and Rebecca Solnit.
Throughout his life, Abbey kept a journal that stands as a crowning curio in the canon of notable diaries, selections from which were posthumously published as "Confessions of a Barbarian" (public library). In an entry penned just before his twenty-fifth birthday, when most of us move through the world feeling invincible and immortal, Abbey contemplates the end of life:
"How To Die - but first, how not to: Not in a smelly old bloody-gutted bed in a rest-home room drowning in the damp wash from related souls groping around you in an ocean heavy with morbid fascination with agony, sin and guilt, expiated, with clinical faces and automatic tear glands functioning perfunctorily and a fat priest on the naked heart.
Not in snowy whiteness under arc lights and klieg lights and direct television hookup. No never under clinical smells and sterilized medical eyes cool with detail calculated needle-prolonged agonizing, stiff and starchy in the white monastic cell, no.
Not in the muddymire of battle blood commingled with charnel-flesh and others’ blood, guts, bones, mud and excrement in the damp smell of blasted and wrung-out air; nor in the mass-packed weight of the cities atomized while masonry topples and chandeliers crash clashing buried with a million others, no.
Not the legal murder either - too grim and ugly such a martyrdom - down long aisled with chattering Christers chins on shoulders under bright lights again a spectacle an entertainment grim sticky-quiet officialdom and heavy-booted policemen guiding the turning of a pubic hair gently grinding in a knucklebone an arm hard and obscene fatassed policemen everywhere under the judicial - not to be murdered so, no never.
But how to: Alone, elegantly, a wolf on a rock, old pale and dry, dry bones rattling in the leather bag, eyes alight, high, dry, cool, far off, dim distance alone, free as a dying wolf on a pale dry rock gurgling quietly alone between the agony-spasms of beauty and delight; when the first flash of hatred comes to crawl, ease off casually forward into space the old useless body, falling, turning, glimpsing for one more time the blue evening sky and the far distant lonesome rocks below - before the crash, before…
With none to say no, none.
Way off yonder in the evening blue, in the gloaming."
When he did die a lifetime later, alone in his desert home, Abbey left a winking note for anyone seeking his final words: “No Comment.” He requested that his useless body be used “to help fertilize the growth of a cactus or cliff rose or sagebrush or tree.” Wishing to have no part in the funeral industry’s embalmments and coffins, he asked his friends to ignore the state laws, place him in his favorite blue sleeping bag, and bury him right into the thirsty ground. If a wake was to be held, he wanted it simple, brief, and cheerful, with bagpipe music, “lots of singing, dancing, talking, hollering, laughing, and lovemaking,” and no formal speeches - “though the deceased will not interfere if someone feels the urge.” When the wake was held at Arches National Park, where he had found his voice as a writer, Wendell Berry and Terry Tempest Williams were among those who felt the urge.
Long after he composed his passionate prospectus for how (not) to die and not long before he returned his borrowed atoms to the earth, Abbey offered his best advice on how to live in a speech he delivered before a gathering of environmental activists:
"It is not enough to fight for the land; it is even more important to enjoy it. While you can. While it’s still here. So… ramble out yonder and explore the forests, climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep of that yet sweet and lucid air, sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness, the lovely, mysterious, and awesome space.
Enjoy yourselves, keep your brain in your head and your head firmly attached to the body, the body active and alive, and I promise you this much; I promise you this one sweet victory over our enemies, over those desk-bound men and women with their hearts in a safe deposit box, and their eyes hypnotized by desk calculators. I promise you this; You will outlive the bastards."
Couple with Anna Belle Kaufman’s spare and stunning poem about how to live and how to die, then revisit the poetic science of what actually happens when we die.
"Life is hard? True - but let's love it anyhow,
though it breaks every bone in our bodies."
- Edward Abbey
"Out of Time"
"Out of Time"
by Edward Curtin
“If sleep is the apogee of physical relaxation, boredom is the apogee of mental relaxation. Boredom is the dream bird that hatches the egg of experience. A rustling in the leaves drives him away.” - Walter Benjamin “The Storyteller,” 1936
"Today’s rustlers are stealing the silence needed to allow stories to percolate in our minds. They are noisy speedsters, gunning down the highway of regret, constantly pushing us to abandon any sense of living deliberately and relaxed for the bait of faster internet speed and 24/7 lives in which no one is ever “off.” Like our machines, we are barely sleeping in “sleep mode” and always ready for a fast wake-up to jump into action before our use-by-date is up. Run as fast as you can. Vamoose. You can be sure that those who send and receive the most cell phone messages and emails have not heard from themselves in a long time.
Walter Benjamin was a German-Jewish writer who knew that doing nothing and reposing into boredom was the secret to creativity and wisdom. He knew that silence was an endangered species whose extinction would eradicate boredom. He knew, of course, with WW I and then Hitler’s rise to power in Germany, that the times were out of joint.
“Contrary to many interpretations of Nazism, which tend to view it as a reactionary movement,” writes Modris Eksteins in "Rites of Spring: The Great War and the Birth of the Modern Age," “as, in the words of Thomas Mann, an ‘explosion of antiquarianism,’ intent on turning Germany into a pastoral folk community of thatched cottages and happy peasants, the general thrust of the movement, despite archaisms, was futuristic.”
As with its lightning fast warfare – Blitzkrieg – and emphasis on “breaking out” to the future – Aufbruch – it was technocratic and progressive, with an emphasis on speed. Its romantic visions of returning to a conservative past were pure propaganda, used to fool Germans into thinking the country was on its way back while it was hurtling forward to a nihilistic, mechanized future based on violence, nationalism, and demagoguery. Its future was futuristic.
What Benjamin didn’t and couldn’t know was that sound sleep, silence, and tranquility would, with the rise of digital technology, cell phones, and the internet, become very rare as speed and a general mood of constant emergency would dominate people’s subconscious lives; that permanent busyness would become the norm; that technique and machines, in the service of creating the machine mind, would come to dominate societies, no matter what the political rhetoric.
Wendell Berry’s 1968 poem, "The Peace of Wild Things," seems quaint these days:
"When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free."
Berry is now an old man, a farmer-poet, a naturalist, a prodigious writer who has written all his work on a manual typewriter. He is a slow man; out of step with today’s speed time and being 91 years-old is nearing the end of his life as the world frantically races on faster and faster.
Hustler or idler, getting things done or leaving things undone? For myself, such a choice may be a bit extreme. But I know that I’m not going to read "The Tao Te Ching" for wisdom since the Tao doesn’t reside in books. Nor does sapience depend on a podcast or an encounter with God depend on reading the holy books. I don’t need any more studies or conferences on social issues whose truths have been long apparent.
How many details are necessary to grasp the obvious once you are acquainted with the principle? “It is so hard to forget what is worse than useless to remember,” said Thoreau in his essay “Life Without Principle.” Few were listening then and fewer now.
The modern view of time asserts it is an objective measurement; it ticks away and for everyone ends in death. So fight the clock; fight death. Hurry, hurry! Run, Rabbit, run. The clock is running out. But despite this view that clock time measures one’s journey toward death, I have experienced another dimension of time that is “timeless.” I am sure you have, also. It is timeless and exists alongside clock time. It is rooted in love and takes different forms – God, sex, art, moments playing basketball, and human solidarity against evil forces being a few.
This variation in the experience of time is also natural. Clocks “tell us” one thing, but our experience of time tells us another. Even now here in New England as winter comes on, our experience of time is slowing down as nature goes dormant until the spring. Then time speeds up for us as over one night in spring the vegetation grows exponentially. We wake up and feel our hearts beating faster and a spring in our step. Excitement pulses through our veins. All the while throughout the seasons, the clocks – now mostly digital – click their sad numbers so monotonously as if they are telling us something.
I am considering starting a movement to create “do nothing days” by announcing the movement has started and immediately bowing out to do exactly nothing. Things have gotten so bad these days that if you ask a retired person how they are doing, they will proudly tell you they keep very busy, as if that is a badge of honor. Any thought of the contemplative life is an anathematic kiss of death.
At the risk of boring you and putting you to sleep and not to hatch the egg of experience, I will tell you a weird story appropriate to our most weird times. That it occurred on the night between Halloween and All Saints Day, Nov. 1, and on the weekend when eidolons and spooky images of death perambulate the streets and byways of our imaginations, might be significant if you believe in conspiracy theories and all that way-out nonsense. I can attest to its factual nature only, not to its significance. Doing so could leave egg on my face.
On this recent Halloween night, my wife and I went to sleep at our usual early hour. In the morning when we awoke, the ugly little digital clock on the table by the window read 5 A.M. So we got up, this being our normal waking time. As we passed another room, we noticed that the clock in that room said the same. But when we got downstairs, we saw that a numbers of clocks reported it was 4 A.M. We checked all the clocks in the house and four said it was 4 A.M. and four plus the telephone said 5 A.M. Naturally we were confused. Daylight Savings Time was not scheduled to end until the following day and then the clocks were to be set back an hour, not forward, and yet four of ours jumped forward, as if to tell us to hurry up, time’s running away and we’re late, we’re late for an important date. Like Alice in Wonderland, we wondered if we had gone mad, and these lines popped to mind: “‘Have I gone mad?’ ‘I am afraid so, you are entirely bonkers. but I will tell you a secret… all the best people are.‘”
There was no technological answer for this strange occurrence. Were we “losing time” or “maintaining time” or “conquering time” or was some comedian sending us a message that despite clocks we had no control over time, that it was a mystery, as we are, that the line between then and now and tomorrow, between life and death, dreams and reality is so thin as to be ghostly? Despite this spooky reminder that we all live “out of time,” my wife synchronized all the clocks to pretend she was reasserting control and was not too bonkers. I decided to do nothing."
"300,000 Real Estate Agents Have Quit - It's Getting Worse"
Full screen recommended.
Dan, I Allegedly, 5/31/26
"300,000 Real Estate Agents Have Quit -
It's Getting Worse"
"More than 300,000 real estate agents have left the industry as the housing market slowdown continues to worsen. In this video, Dan from iAllegedly breaks down the shocking numbers behind the realtor exodus, declining home sales, falling transaction volume, and why many agents are struggling to survive. With housing affordability at historic lows and buyers staying on the sidelines, the real estate industry is facing one of its toughest periods in decades.
Dan also covers the broader economy, including inflation, rising living costs, government policies, consumer financial stress, business news, taxes, food prices, and the challenges facing everyday Americans. From housing market trends to personal finance and economic warning signs, this video examines how these developments are impacting families, workers, business owners, and investors across the country."
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"Waiting..."
"We're all sinking in the same boat here. We're all bored and desperate and waiting for something to happen. Waiting for life to get better. Waiting for things to change. Waiting for that one person to finally notice us. We're all waiting. But we also need to realize that we all have the power to make those changes for ourselves."
- Susane Colasanti
"The Remaining Time"; "Don’t Leave Me"; "Forever"
Full screen recommended.
Wonder Spirits,
"The Remaining Time:
60 Years of Love in 5 Minutes"
"What happens when the hourglass of life begins to run thin, but every grain of sand is made of gold? 'The Fragile Gold' is a cinematic AI-generated song and visual journey that explores the beautiful, bittersweet reality of an elderly couple. It’s a dance between the quiet habits of the present and the radiant, reckless memories of youth. Through the lens of AI Art, we witness a love that doesn't fear the coming night, but cherishes every remaining second. Hope this song reminds you to hold your loved ones a little closer today."
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Full screen recommended.
Wonder Spirits,
"Don’t Leave Me - Our Last Storm,
The Last Challenge of Our Love"
"Love is life’s greatest anchor, but its most profound strength is revealed in the fateful, final moments of our journey. After a lifetime of walking hand-in-hand through the light and shade, facing the ultimate threshold of life and death is the most heartbreaking, yet sacred test of devotion."
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Full screen recommended.
Wonder Spirits,
"Forever: When You Feel Alone,
Pray and Forever Love, Finding Peace in Loss"
"This song is for anyone who has ever loved deeply and lost, yet still finds the strength to smile at the sky. It’s a reminder that we are never truly alone when we walk with faith. Whether your house feels empty or your heart feels heavy, may you find peace in the stillness."
"Knowing When to Leave Matters More Than Knowing When to Enter"
Full screen recommended.
Delta Blues Brother,
"Knowing When to Leave Matters
More Than Knowing When to Enter"
"Starting is easy. Staying… is a choice. But leaving - at the right time - is wisdom. “Knowing When to Leave Matters More Than Knowing When to Enter” is a Delta blues reflection on timing, self-respect, and the quiet strength of walking away when something no longer fits. Not everything you begin… is meant to last. And knowing that… changes everything."
Native Elder, "Why Letting Go Is the Last Great Lesson of Life"
Full screen recommended.
Native Elder,
"Why Letting Go Is the Last Great Lesson of Life"
Saturday, May 30, 2026
Musical Interlude: Jason Mraz, "I Won't Give Up"
Full screen recommended.
Jason Mraz, "I Won't Give Up"
"A Look to the Heavens"
"These two mighty galaxies are pulling each other apart. Known as the "Mice" because they have such long tails, each spiral galaxy has likely already passed through the other. The long tails are created by the relative difference between gravitational pulls on the near and far parts of each galaxy. Because the distances are so large, the cosmic interaction takes place in slow motion - over hundreds of millions of years.
NGC 4676 lies about 300 million light-years away toward the constellation of Bernice's Hair (Coma Berenices) and are likely members of the Coma Cluster of Galaxies. The featured picture was taken with the Hubble Space Telescope's Advanced Camera for Surveys in 2002. These galactic mice will probably collide again and again over the next billion years so that, instead of continuing to pull each other apart, they coalesce to form a single galaxy."
"It's Extraordinary..."
“It’s extraordinary how we go through life with eyes half shut, with dull ears, with dormant thoughts. Perhaps it’s just as well; and it may be that it is this very dullness that makes life to the incalculable majority so supportable and so welcome.”
– Joseph Conrad, “Lord Jim”
"Restaurant Prices Are Insane in America - Nobody Can Afford It Anymore"
Full screen recommended.
Epic Economist, 5/30/26
"Restaurant Prices Are Insane in America -
Nobody Can Afford It Anymore"
"Americans are filming their restaurant receipts like crime scene evidence, and the numbers tell a story Washington does not want you to hear. A Chick-fil-A combo that cost six dollars and sixty-seven cents in 2015 now costs seventeen dollars. A three hundred dollar fine dining dinner in LA ended with dollar-store Christmas cookies on the plate. A forty-five dollar burger and fries somewhere normal. A hundred and ten dollars just to cut a cake at a rooftop bar. A twenty person birthday dinner that ended with the birthday girl in handcuffs because the restaurant would not split the check.
This is not a fast food story. This is what happens when wages flatline for a decade and rent eats everything left over. The middle class is being priced out of the cheap pleasures that used to glue the week together. A drive-thru run hits the wallet like a sit-down dinner used to. Two breakfasts in LA clear sixty dollars once tax and tip land. The menu price is a teaser rate. The real number shows up at the bottom, and the real number is always worse. And the restaurants are not winning either. The owner is squeezed by suppliers and landlords. The customer is squeezed by the owner. The only people winning are the big food companies whose stock charts go straight up year after year. In this video we break down what real Americans are showing on TikTok about restaurant prices in 2026, what it says about inflation, wage stagnation, and the slow collapse of the American middle class.
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The Poet: James Baldwin, "Amen"
"Amen"
"No, I don't feel death coming.
I feel death going:
having thrown up his hands,
for the moment.
I feel like I know him
better than I did.
Those arms held me,
for a while,
and, when we meet again,
there will be that secret knowledge
between us. "
- James Baldwin
"The Cruelest Joke Of All..."
"The smallest decisions made had such profound repercussions. One ten-minute wait could save a life or end it. One wrong turn down the right street or one seemingly unimportant conversation, and everything was changed. It wasn't right that each lifetime was defined, ruined, ended, and made by such seemingly innocuous details. A major life-threatening event should come with a flashing warning sign that either said ABANDON ALL HOPE or SAFETY AHEAD. It was the cruelest joke of all that no one could see the most vicious curves until they were over the edge, falling into the abyss below."
- Sherrilyn Kenyon
"That Ain't My Problem Anymore"
Full screen recommended.
Delta King's Blues,
"That Ain't My Problem Anymore"
"Used to carry everybody’s troubles… now I let ’em carry their own. “That Ain’t My Problem Anymore” is a laid-back, carefree Delta King’s Blues tune about letting go, protecting your peace, and finally learning the power of walking away from unnecessary stress. A cool, easy-going acoustic guitar slides through the groove like a man leaving trouble in the rearview mirror. The harmonica blows loose and relaxed, full of freedom and not a single apology. The rhythm rolls slow and steady, built for folks who stopped fixing problems that were never theirs to begin with. This is blues about peace of mind. For people who learned that not every fire needs your bucket. Somewhere along the way, I stopped carrying what wasn’t mine."
'How It Really Is"
“My own view is that this planet is used as a penal colony, lunatic asylum and dumping ground by a superior civilization, to get rid of the undesirable and unfit. I can't prove it, but you can't disprove it either. It happens to be my view, but it doesn't challenge any of the findings of Darwin or Huxley or Einstein or Hawking.” - Christopher Hitchens
“Maybe this world is another planet’s hell.”
- Aldous Huxley
The Poet: gk thomas, “Wretched of the Earth”
“Wretched of the Earth”
“Poor kids,
wretched of the earth,
why should we feed you?
Why shouldn't we empty our sea of
bullets into your swollen bellies or
poison you with toxic chemicals
or depleted uranium?
Why should we care,
we who are living well?
Where is it written in stone
that you deserve better?
Or that we are not animals
subject to the law of nature:
kill or be killed?
You suspect us of being cruel,
but we are kind.
Our god tells us so.
It is yours that lies.
So you cry at night,
shivering in the cold
or sell yourselves
for a slice of bread.
What is that to those of
us who are living well?”
“Poor kids,
wretched of the earth,
why should we feed you?
Why shouldn't we empty our sea of
bullets into your swollen bellies or
poison you with toxic chemicals
or depleted uranium?
Why should we care,
we who are living well?
Where is it written in stone
that you deserve better?
Or that we are not animals
subject to the law of nature:
kill or be killed?
You suspect us of being cruel,
but we are kind.
Our god tells us so.
It is yours that lies.
So you cry at night,
shivering in the cold
or sell yourselves
for a slice of bread.
What is that to those of
us who are living well?”
- gk thomas
In remembrance of the 20,000 Palestinian children slaughtered in Gaza by the psychopathically degenerate inbred Israeli monsters. And here's the proof:
"Israel: Same Old Playbook"
"Israel: Same Old Playbook"
by Redacted
"While the U.S. and Israel become increasingly desperate, Israel is moving fast on its expansive plans of ethnically cleansing Palestinians. The Israeli Knesset’s National Security Committee approved a bill this week that will impose the death penalty on Palestinian prisoners. This means executions by hanging. This is terrifying. Israel has over 14,000 Palestinian prisoners right now, held without charge or trial. This law would allow them to kill them at will. Remember, they had at least 4,000 October 7 Hostages, but the media won’t use that word.
Palestinians are already enduring extreme suffering. According to a report from B'Tselem, an Israeli human rights group, Israeli prisons currently function as a network of torture camps. Yet now, legislation threatens to escalate that harm even further by passing a bill that can easily end their lives. Additionally, The Guardian finds that Israel has not prosecuted the killing of a Palestinian in the West Bank since 2020, despite hundreds of adults and children alike being killed by Israeli settlers in that time frame. It seems this war has only made the plight of Palestinians worse as attention is diverted to Iran."
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"All Palestinian Prisoners To Be Executed And Shot In The Head"
"The Minister of National Security of Israel, Itamar Ben-Gvir, says he plans to introduce legislation in the Knesset which reads: "All Palestinian prisoners to be executed and shot in the head." – The Minister of National Security of Israel, Itamar Ben-Gvir
Watch this monster say it himself!
"Israel is Evil personified. Israel is Evil embodied."
- Scott Ritter
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"Shocking Genetic Science Reveals Ashkenazi Jews
Suffer High Rates of Mental Illness Due To Inbreeding"
by Mike Adams
"We are facing a dire situation for humanity. Today, I reveal some of the elements that have led us to that, including shocking scientific evidence that studied the inbreeding common among Ashkenazi Jews (the dominant population worldwide) and found that centuries of inbreeding has produced widespread mental illness and schizophrenia. This is relevant because Netanyahu thinks God talks to him and tells him to mass murder people in Gaza, Lebanon and Iran. He thinks he's hearing voices from God. It's actually a genetic mental illness caused by inbreeding.
- Genetic studies on Ashkenazi Jews reveal mental disorders.
- Generations of inbreeding have produced mental illness defects.
- High levels of schizophrenia among "God's chosen people."
- Netanyahu thinks God is talking to him and telling him to commit genocide.
- Quotes from Jewish Rabbis calling for mass death of non-Jews.
- The U.S. has provided nuclear weapons to mentally ill sociopathic inbreds.
- Jewish inbreeding has also removed "mirror neurons" responsible for empathy and compassion.
- High risk of nuclear war that kills billions, due to Israel's insane genocide."
Fully explained in video here:
Many references online.
Now it all makes sense...
OMG...God damn these psychopathically degenerate inbred monsters to Hell! And YOU, Americans, paid for it all, every goddamned bullet, every bomb, every tank, everything, billions and billions of dollars! All that blood's on YOUR hands too! 100,000 innocent and unarmed old people, men, women and 20,000 CHILDREN slaughtered, with another 10,000 buried under the rubble and unrecovered. And these ZioNazi creatures from Hell call the Palestinians "human animals?!" Eternal shame and disgrace on us all! Stipendium peccati mors est, Israel, and it's coming...
"A British Surgeon's Gaza Testimony"
"A British Surgeon's Gaza Testimony:
Tucker on the Holocaust in Gaza,
Israel's Torture Program and Experimental Weapons"
by John Leake
"My sabbatical from paying attention to disturbing media reporting ended explosively this morning when a friend sent me the link to Tucker Carlson’s just-dropped interview with Dr. Nicholas Maynard, a gastrointestinal surgeon and Associate Professor at Oxford University Hospitals NHS Foundation Trust. Dr. Maynard’s eyewitness testimony about his extensive experience working as a volunteer humanitarian surgeon in Gaza is so shocking that it should disturb the conscience of all of mankind, especially Israeli citizens who may not be aware of what their government and military are doing.
Even people who are strongly inclined to reject such testimony out of hand should take the time to think about it and examine the innumerable indications that Dr. Maynard’s testimony is credible. Denying the veracity of his testimony - without supporting evidence for the denial - is not an intellectually or morally tenable position to take."
"The Joy of Being Stupid"
"The Joy of Being Stupid"
by Todd Hayen
"Yesterday I was engaged in my typical morning routine. Scanning the internet for interesting stories to read and news to soak in. Reading a few things here and there and watching a couple of videos. I settled in after a bit of this to write an article for my Substack “Shrew Views.”
The topic is unimportant - typically something to do with something that caught my fancy during my news scanning, or something someone said to me yesterday about whatever, all mixed in with my learned and experienced knowledge of archetypal psychology. Nothing earth-shattering, mind you, but hopefully an insight some people might find interesting, resonating with their own observations, maybe a bit funny, insightful, whatever. Who really cares.
I consider myself and my ideas interesting. Sometimes informative, sometimes insightful, and nearly always consciously honest and authentic. Not always “right,” mind you, that isn’t possible, of course, but always intended to be truthful. To be honest with you, I don’t really know why I write - at least I don’t know why I write publicly. (Or why I blog... - CP)
I just started doing it during the beginnings of the Covid koo-koo-fest, and it seemed a handful of people enjoyed (is that the right word?) what I was writing, so I kept doing it. I have written well over 500 articles as of today, and don’t plan to stop, although at times I have seriously considered it. (Me too! - CP)
I am not a particularly smart guy (as I am sure many of you would agree). And at times I believe I am quite stupid. But I do think my heart is in the right place. And I do believe that counts for something. To say it again, I am not very smart - certainly not compared to so many people I have run across in this weird journey since 2020.
I am again and again blown away by the people out there who are chock full of pertinent information - many of them seem to know nearly everything there is out there to know about a particular subject. And not only do they know what they know, but they are incredibly skillful at putting that knowledge together in such a way that their opinions, insights, and intellectual conclusions are mind-numbingly relevant.
These are impressive people: I admire them and am in awe of them. I’m not one of them.
Maybe you, who are reading this, are one of these people. Maybe not. Maybe you are more like me. Just a human being living on this planet in this strange time, trying to make some sense of what you are experiencing. Maybe you are terrified, maybe you are not. Maybe you are very sad and depressed, or maybe you are able to find joy in your life regardless of what you are seeing. Maybe you don’t even see it. Maybe you are stupid like me, maybe you are not. Whatever, it doesn’t really matter. More than likely, you are being called to do whatever you are doing. Whatever that is, whether it is significant or insignificant, you are doing it. So, to you at least, it matters.
But maybe you don’t agree. Does it really matter to you? I see many people every day in my psychotherapy practice who tell me that what they are doing in their lives doesn’t matter to them. They wonder why they are here, and they wonder what they are doing. They wonder if they matter at all. If I ask them what they think they are being called to do with their life, they just stare at me with a blank stare. “What? What do you mean by that?”
If you are being called, then who is calling you? I do believe our calling can be effectively covered up, and if we don’t make an effort to uncover it, we may never see it. But even if covered, as long as it is not pathologically obliterated, we will tend to move toward it. Call it intuition, call it an archetypal pull to allow creativity to express, call it divine inspiration, whatever it is, it usually will push through the junk and move you.
From my personal observation, most people do their best to ignore that push. They pay more attention to the calls of the flesh, satisfying the senses. They pay more attention to protecting the body and being as safe as they can possibly be. They are more apt to listen to and trust external forces claiming they will protect them from harm. Their own inner calling is ignored.
So, what does all this have to do with the joy of being stupid? Being smart or being stupid has nothing to do with anything. What we are called to do, does. Being “stupid” in the eyes of the world may actually be one of the last refuges of the free soul.
The smart ones - the credentialed, the data-drenched, the ones who can rattle off every study and counter-study—often end up paralyzed by their own sophistication. They see every angle until they see nothing at all. Meanwhile, the simple-hearted keep moving because something inside them says this matters, even if they can’t cite a single peer-reviewed paper to prove it.
I’ve come to suspect that the real division in our time isn’t between the informed and the ignorant, but between those still listening to an inner voice and those who have traded it for the louder, shinier, externally validated one. The former may look stupid to the latter.
They write Substacks instead of bestsellers, speak truth at dinner tables instead of on TED stages, refuse the jab, the mask, the narrative - not because they have a 400-page dossier, but because something in their chest simply says no. That quiet refusal is, in its own way, luminous.
So, I keep writing. Not because I’m brilliant, but because I’m called. The words arrive awkward and imperfect, yet they arrive. And every time someone messages me saying “this is exactly what I’ve been feeling but couldn’t articulate,” I remember: authenticity has its own intelligence. It cuts through the noise where IQ alone never could.
Maybe the deepest joy of being stupid is discovering that love, courage, and a stubborn commitment to what feels true are smarter than we ever needed to be. In a world engineered to make us feel inadequate, showing up as your uncredentialed, occasionally bewildered self, is a quiet act of rebellion." (Oh, this is SO familiar... -CP)
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"We work in the dark. We do what we can to battle the evil that would otherwise destroy us. But if a man's character is his fate, it's not a choice but a calling. Sometimes the weight of this burden causes us to falter from the fragile fortress of our mind, allowing the monster without to turn within. We are left alone staring into the abyss, into the laughing face of madness."
- Fox Mulder, "X-Files"
Dan, i Allegedly, "America's Bills Are Coming Due"
Full screen recommended.
Dan, i Allegedly, 5/30/26
"America's Bills Are Coming Due"
"America's bills are finally coming due, and the consequences are becoming impossible to ignore. In this videowe examine how governments, cities, businesses, and consumers have spent years postponing financial obligations while debt, interest costs, and inflation continue to grow. From pension liabilities and municipal budgets to rising insurance premiums and consumer debt, the financial pressure is building across every level of the economy. We also discuss the affordability crisis facing everyday Americans, including higher food costs, rising housing expenses, expensive auto insurance, stubborn interest rates, and the growing number of people delaying major purchases because they simply cannot afford them. Are we witnessing the beginning of a financial reckoning? Watch the full report and decide for yourself."
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