What about me, I like Russians. I have been hoping I could find a way to go cruise Russia by rail for a couple of months at least before I croak, ever since the seventies, and I want to cruise down the Colorado through the Canyon again right after I do croak so someone can leave anything they have left of me in there with the now known to be cannibals, the lost Anastasi of Canyon de Chelly, Mescalito is waiting for me around there, we have a plan.
Maybe with the extra volume from me, the river will rise to run and reach the sea again.
After reading another post by Glenn Greenwald, I decided to mess around a little more with a computer and its keyboard because I like it, I really do.
Greenwald didn't say anything about Peyote, The American Southwest, or Russians, not what I was reading anyway, he was talking about our info sources in the network genre, everyone clearing stories with everyone else, generalized horseshit from the top down, that's what we have now.
For a minute there, I thought he liked Tucker Carlson because he goes on his show, but that's not why he goes on there. He respects Carlson's right under our constitution to express his beliefs and opinions freely verbally, within the FEW limits we have, constitutionally. Free Speech. If that goes, well say hello to Russia Today.
Why does Greenwald go on Carlson's show?
He gets to talk, that's why. He is devoted, really devoted, to telling us the truth, giving both sides, I think he feels what great journalists must feel, a responsibility to the truth being delivered to us, the people. He is really good at it. I watched the segments, the clips of the segments with Glenn on there and he was not kissing anyone's ass, not at all.
Neither was Carlson, he was polite, well behaved, and informed all of which surprised and pissed me off all at once. I think people read this, if you do, I recommend highly you check Greenwald out on substack. How he feels about Tucker personally, well it never came up, a non-issue, not involved at all in the information he was giving us from that platform, the same as he writes elsewhere, same tone, same guy.
I did. I know, I know, I mentioned names again here, I try not to do that because if someone takes me seriously it is a mistake, I will bullshit on here as much as I want, if you want to read it, ok, but don't count on anything you read that I write. My research is a mix of personal belief and deduction from the available info everyone else gets online or from youtube mixed with my own personal refined weirdness, if you could look in there, you would see Walt Disney, Robert Crumb, and MC Escher scribbling on the insides of my skull, square dancing elves, and prehistoric landscapes. You really should just stay out of there.
I absolutely confess to having had multiple deep personal heavy experiences with both LSD and Peyote. I am not afraid. It turns out that everything is everything.
Life is a game
we're all the same
there is no end.
I don't know anything and I have an opinion on all of it.
We have a relentless truth guy here, this Greenwald. Imagine a journalist that uses his craft, his gift for simply telling the truth and caring enough about us that he does that and flings it right the fuck out into the world and into the autocrat motherfuckers faces along with ours and he writes really well. His "pieces" are not very nuanced, when he leans he tells you he is and why, he doesn't act or write as if he's the last word, the one and only, he is not representing the Mambo class of dancing smoothies like we get most of the time with their "look, look, look, don't think, don't think, don't think, I tell you, I tell you, I tell you."
I will not apologize for being impressed. I believe he does this because he can. This is the guy who went and interviewed Edward Snowden, along with Laura Poitras who had the initial tip, I believe. If the USA had got wind of that meeting, what do you think would have happened to those guys in that hotel room?
He tells the truth about Wikileaks and what is happening to Mr. Assange. The man is a hero at least, I hope he doesn't end up martyred in the Old Bailey, Assange I mean.
He doesn't seem to be a stringer type at all, I think he works from home, but he does not fuck around. If he has it and he writes it, you can believe him.
Would I write as he does, pull back the curtains on the rich, powerful and vindictive? Risk myself, my whole entire self. Everything he has, many of the world's most powerful elites, elites for real, would love to see stripped from him and his whole ass in jail somewhere, like Snowden, Assange, and Manning are. He lives on the edge.
If I had his gifts maybe is the best I can say. Would I do what Noam Chomsky and Ed Hermann did when they put together "Manufacturing Consent". How could they know they were insulated from the snakes, that they couldn't or wouldn't get them? They got Mike Ruppert. They might get me. I fucked with Citi and got warned, I was going to fuck with Dick Cheney and got warned off. Their plan is working, I stopped.
I remember reading Chomsky and Hermann when they put out "Manufacturing Consent"
I actually snuck into some damn hall at Berkeley one night to hear Chomsky but I had worked all day in the City and I was beat. I fell asleep in my chair, it was warm and dark, quiet, and out I went. They woke me up after he was done for ten minutes. The same thing happened when I went to hear a talk by Derrick Jensen, slept right through it.
I found out what was what from Danny Schecter, not Walter Cronkite, Angela Davis not Madeline Albright. Schecter didn't work for NBC, he was the news director for WBCN in Boston,104.1. Underground from the top of the hill FM Radio. Davis made mincemeat out of the LA cops as well as the US justice system and judges, she represented herself at trial and made fools of the man. Big Time Fools.
**I confess I guess***
I would very much like to see a couple of my memories hanging by their thumbs from a tree while I work the bullwhip, maybe swinging from a rope by the ankles while I think and remember so I get it right.
Yes, I do.
When I get there, I know to think, "what scared me?"
Tough guys don't get scared.
I am full of shit and guilty, too.
If I post this, will they come for me? If they do, I hope they send Amazon Russian Strippers and they kill me with drugs and pussy.
I might volunteer for trials, even.
Go ahead, Take me to the war.
I promise I'll leave Dick and George alone.
Lucky for him, Rumsfeld already croaked.
Now, I will go rebuild my old lawnmower Mowgli's engine
Spring has apparently sprung and I got shit to do.
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