TEAR DOWN THESE BARRICADES!

We’re using the same color scheme as we used back in early April of 2005 in the file “Exposed”, I believe was the title. People don’t like it when their way of life is infringed on or their freedoms impaired. Israel has made being a Palintinian on the West Bank’s life virtually intolerable what with all their armed men stationed in apartments and all the various walls they have erected to slice up the West Bank like a flank steak, and all the check points the Palistinians have to go through just to visit a relative in the next town. One man who lived all his life in Jerusalem moved away to a city just ten miles distant, and now he can’t go back to Jerusalem. The troops funnel all the water and other needed supplies to the Jewish settelers and the Palintinians get what’s left over, if anything. They say that in Israel they will soon be down to three equally unpleasant alternatives. Since the Palistinian population will soon be a majority in Israel, they will be able to accomplish something they’ve never done before, and that is to win at the ballot box. Democracy will be their new found best friend, just as it was when the people of Gaza elected Hammas. Suddenly the Bushies don’t see democracy for the Arab race in such rosey hues. The next alternative is racial genocide. Will Israel like Sudan suddenly discover “ethnic clensing” as a needed tool to help restore order in the land? This seems unthinkable. The third alternative, and the one they will probably settle on is the one Jimmy Carter talked about in his book, Apartheid. They have de-facto apartheid in Israel now. They consider it a security breech to let your own children return to your own house after school. Perhaps Hammas “got to them” while they were away. When you talk to these Jewish settlers they say it’s no matter to them is the Army will remove some settlements as part of some peace treaty. They will opt for civil disobedience and rebuild and say “They’re going to have mutiny in the army if this keeps up”. But the Army will tear down Arab buildings erected in Israel proper. The army has no moral scruples about that. Basically what the bottom line is is that Peace is now Impossible and Obama is just whistling Dixie if he thinks he can make a few phone calls on Inoguration Day and get the ball rolling for peace. Of course the Arabs as a people are becoming disillusioned with Obama any how calling him a “House negro”, spelled N I G G E R. Blacks throughout the ages have at times done the bidding of the White Man thinking that somehow they would receive some special compensation or notice, like Edward G Robinson in “The Ten Commandments” who bragged that he got where he was today by “bowing lower than his brethren”. Of course you know this whole Gaza thing is a little smelly anyhow. When you see kill ratios upwards of a thousand to one or what not it ceases to be war, and now falls under the umbrella of ethnic cleansing of the Palestinians by the Israel government. Sometimes people go to pains to ignore the obvious.

But I wasn’t going to talk about that when I started the paragraph. You know people like their jobs and when they lose a job that’s supported their way of life and who they are as a person they begin to question their own manhood. Howard Beale in the movie Network was scheduled to be fired in September of 1975 but on his next to the last broadcast announced over the air that he was going to Kill Himself. But then he negotiated getting back on the air, where he spent several nightly broadcasts talking about “Bullshit” on the air. This phenomenon lasted for a week or so and the people soon grew tired of it. That’s when he came up with this “Last night at 2:30 in the morning God came to me and told me my mission” bit, and Howard was off and running. Last night after it was dark I was out on the patio. I was out of cigarettes and needed to borrow my first one for the week. I found getting cigarettes this week was no easy feat. I was lectured by Nancy and Marsha about “running out of cigarettes so soon”. But I eventually got one. We were talking about Raymond and I said he hadn’t been eating well and I hope his lung cancer isn’t getting worse. When Nancy chimes in about [name withheld to protect the guilty] and how she’s now selling cigarettes for $3.50 a pack, which is more than I’m paying. And that she’s “giving up smoking”. The question is is [name withheld] also giving up sex? Nancy chimed in with the remark about “[name withheld] has gone through all the men in this place” and she rattled off a number of names, and I could have added one more to her list. But in this case it’s no disgrace not to be on “Schindler’s List”. [name withheld] is so devoid of the usual feminine charm I have no idea why anybody would want to have sex with her. Her breasts are her sole attribute. But this morning after breakfast I was again with Marsha and Nancy on the patio. I needed another cigarette. Marsha said she would give me one but that I’d have to pay her back in cash. That means a quarter for every one I borrow. I haven’t got that kind of money. This is a “change in terms” that doesn’t sit well with me. How am I going to get through the next day?” Life in this place is so depressing that if you don’t smoke, what do you do? I could get Dr. Messina to put me on Zyban or some other anti-depressent like Zoloft or something. But then there is a situation of people being “too depressed to comit suicide” and when they pop a pill they “find the strength” to do what they’ve wanted to do all along. I wish I had the “Eternity option”. My current religious beliefs prevent me from seeing Eternity as a way out. Back on August 11^th. 1991 I remember thinking that suicide seemed like a romantic notion. You’re saying “You’re not going to commit suicide over a pack of cigarettes are you?” Lamentably not. What is that line in the Declaration of Independence? “People are inclined to endure injustices and slights – while such injustices are Endurable”. (Selah)

Then we have the town of Wilmington on Sixty Minutes where all these people who worked for one German shipping corporation were thrown out of work. It’s as though the entire town of Wilmington were in economic mourning. Maybe they could get jobs as census takers. I hear there are positions opening up next year. And then we have the red wine drug and “The French paradox”. And now there is this drug that sounds like resperidol, but it’s got a V in it somewhere. Anyhow this drug has the mystery ingredient in red wine concentrated a thousand times stronger, and when people take the pills their life expectancy is extended by twenty years. They develop none of the diseases of old age and when they do die, they slip away peacefully in bed. This drug apparently can’t be had merely by eating the grapes the red wine is produced from. Apparently the substance is on the skin of the grape and helps repel insects. They say the drug turns on the “survival gene” in the body, so that even fat mice are much more physically fit and can endure the treadmill longer. Now, the same effect can be achieved by starving yourself so that you are perpetually hungry. I’ve given up alcohol and smoking and sex, and now I’m being pressured to give up food? I don’t think so. Could it be that science has indeed found the “Youth drug” that just might even overtake Viagara in initial sales figures? You never get diabetes or high blood pressure or cholesterol or any of the diseases of the heart. Maybe this pill is something that your children will take as a matter of course, like the Sabin vaccine for polio. You will have grammar school kids lining up- - and maybe they will look like Flintstones vitamins.

Sometimes they want to pass people off as nuts when you were “best buds” with them only yesterday. Like Lisa Simpson with that British little girl, who together wrote a novel about the land of “Equalia”, which is sort of a Thomas Moore Utopia. Perhaps I do that with you-know-who. Yes I will listen to them and yes I will admire their imagination but then again- - I’m really not that hot on reading too much of what they have written in the way of stories. Now people are saying Blogoiavitch is a little off his rocker if he thinks that merely bocotting his own Impeachment in Illinois that he can “make a statement” about his case being like Gandhi or Martin Luther King. I think there are such things as sacrificial lambs. These are people who are sacrificed in some form of token justice where we ourselves know darn well we are guilty of the same thing. (Selah)

The Reigellian alphabet is kind of a short, curly looking but jagged line script with enough parellels English - that, like Greek font on Microsoft, it has been trans-litterated into English sounds and letters by Sirius A. The chief conflict talked about the most is the reversal of the I and E verses E before I rules. Romulans pronounce "ie" as an "Eeee" sound and "ei" as an "I" sound. The Reigellians do it in reverse and when the Federation spells a word they use the Reigellian syntax. (Dardanian writing is much less easy to learn) Both Reigellians and the Sirius B star people have that "green blood" because of the copper compounds in the blood. Both are cold blooded. The Romulans use semaphore the same way we (Earth) do but the Sirius A has the exact same code bit it's exactly in reverse. I've been notified that the Reigellians say that "Little Badgad" in Anaheim has had zero impact on the "terriestrial realm" as they refer to it, of the local Reigellians. We use "terriestrial real" in a similar manner to how Sylvia Browne uses "earth-bound spirits". In terms of Lisa Simpson's name "Equalia" as you know I'm a fan of "ballance" in spirit. There is no real connection to Geddy Lee's use of the term "Ballance". There is a Cygnus "star system" as they label themselves, that has a reputation for a fierce military and they and the Federation try to stay out of the way of each other.

Thom Hartman today was reviewing the Two Santa Clause theory. You of course remember the skit of George Carlin’s “Ice Box Man” how putting away leftovers gives you two separate good feelings. First you say “I’m saving food”, and three weeks later when the food is reeking to high heaven and growing a half inch of mold, you get a second good feeling when you throw it away, “I’m saving my life!” Well in the “Two Santa Clause Theory” by Jude Waniski in 1974 the Republicans needed a way to sell old fashioned Hoover economics in the modern world without appearing to be laughable reactionaries. The theory goes that Republicans can cut taxes- - AND give the people everything the democrats were promising them, and then some. Then when the democrats come into power as with Bill Clinton they will be in the role of Scrooge by having to cut things like Welfare and also be in the position of raising taxes to cover the deficit. The hope of George Bush in spending like a drunken sailor (in insult to drunken sailors everywhere) was that Berock Obama would find the nation so bankrupt when he came into power that he again would have to be put in the role of a Scrooge and a Humbug and as such the people would become disillusioned with him.