Take Two - Not One

I got up just before six this morning and Stephanie Miller was on and they were replaying the Tom Hartman interview of the other day.  I recommend that every American listen to this in podcast form or whatever.  Hartman talked about his own Kennedy assassination book called “A legacy of secrets”.  Hartman also spoke of how President Obama could not have some major solution to our economic woes of 2009 like Franklin Roosevelt did, because he just didn’t have the votes- - so he put something together with aluminum foil and chicken wire.  Let’s discuss a little seeming contradiction in my writing.  Mal Evans blames “The Texas group” as they are called cosmically, for the decision to take out President Kennedy, and I don’t mean – to lunch.  How does this square my statement that primarily it was a Mafia Hit.  Simple.  Mal Evans places culpability for an act on the person who hired out or “contracted’ the act, as much or more than the parties at whose request the deed was carried out.  This is perhaps why Mal Evans is more of a stickler himself about “classified information getting out” that is of an unauthorized nature because for him “The buck stops here”.   But now let’s look at an act from the point of view of the contractor.   Lady Clarol used to have that slogan “Only her hair dresser knows for sure”.  Because with you and some licensed person working on your hair, or perhaps giving you beauty treatments, it’s kind of a “client’ relationship where the business that transpired between the two of you STAYS between the two of you and to divulge it to an outsider would be a briech of comfidence.  So an “ethical prostitute” would not briech a confidence by publishing a list of johns in the National Enquirer as to the sexual preferences and kinky quarks of her johns.  When Stephano orders a mansion built he instructs the contractors who built it where to put in the secret doors and passages and rooms, and for the contractor to divulge these would be a briech of confidence.   Now the Mafia view themselves as “contractor”.  That is- - they are hired to do a job.  So they are going to view themselves as the ones who did the job.  They aren’t going to rat out the party or parties who hired them.  This would be against the self interests of both.   In other news according to “Rewind” on KNX, today is the eighteenth anniversary of the death of Junior Walker in 1995.  Junior Walker lived and died a Romulan.  I received that piece of information today.  Perhaps some of you soul music fans might have thought he had a different cosmic identity.   Of course hypothetically, and a warning to Neil of KFI (You better beware of how this author most often uses the term “Hypothetically”)  but there may be a case where someone puts out some information of a sensitive nature - - and perhaps his superior thinks he ventured into classified information, or at least got “a little too close for comfort”.  But perhaps after a little time has passed, like a week or two, that same party may decide it’s just better to declassify this whole area on the grounds of “If the story is going to come out, then it might as well be our particular spin on the story that comes out”.   Our adage around here is not “greed is good” but sometimes “greed is a necessity”.  So we say “Take two, not one.  Scarf the fudge bars, skip the monkey bars.   For the very poor “Now” carries a lot more weight with them than “later” because “later may never come” and what you need, you need right now.  (Selah)

This is Friday November 22, 2013 the fiftieth anniversary of Kennedy’s assassination.  They have been duly commemorating that all day and taking a look at the President’s accomplishments in his lifetime and beyond.  I have not done an entry till now less out of respect for the dead and more because I’ve scarcely had a while cigarette all day.  I think I’ve had one and the rest were snorts and not particularly long ones at that.  I am not a happy camper right now.  KABC reception is acting up perhaps due to this storm.  We got substantial rain today and clouds linger with just a hint of a gold sunset streak in the western sky but no sun shone.  I am getting sick to death of this saturation campaign of Holiday commercials the week before Thanksgiving- - and it’s been getting heavier throughout the month of November.  I wouldn’t mind if they just took a break from the commercials for a few weeks.  Now the stores aren’t content with either Black Friday or opening at midnight.  They opened on Thanksgiving day last year.  (Their employees must have loved that)  But now they are having “Black Friday” sales right now, a week before Thanksgiving.  It’s crazy.  I have knocked on Glen’s door twice seeking coffee and he hasn’t been there.  It’s been cold throughout the building and any thoughts they’d turned the heat on yesterday were misplaced.  We had meat balls with the heavy “country” gravy – and rice and green beans, and no seconds.  We had yellow cake for desert.  Janet was complaining to Anita about the fact that “Dr Levy gives [Marcus] free coffee and cigarettes all the time”.   I’ve gotten regular coffee exactly twice from Dr Levy in the past five, plus months.  It is snowing in the mountains.  It’s strange that Janet would be so hung up on what other people give me.  It’s the Judy and family principle of not only do they not give anything to me even though they are well endowed with financial resources.  It’s that they frown on anyone else would give to me, and I just don’t get that

Then during Wheel of Fortune I did last night’s posting with the long Jesus bashing paragraph.  Nobody believes “historic teaching” even if it’s right there in the Bible.  They must think I get my information on Jesus from the National Enquirer or something.  And then at twenty after eight I settled down to the Vampire Diaries on the CW and then it was “Reign” at nine for maybe twenty minutes.  I slept better last night- - and used Terry’s blanket as an additional covering.  It’s that cold in here.  I woke up and got up at a quarter after six and turned on Stephanie Miller.  Jim Ward did his conspiracy thesis on the program beginning after seven, which was bad timing since I had to go to breakfast.  His stuff about the CIA and also the extensive forensic and medical evidence is impressive, but anybody who doesn’t genuflect at a copy of the Warren Commission Report- - is considered “just another conspiracy nut”.

  Moe Kelly continued to do conspiracy stuff.  Moe always puts his strange zingers on things.  He bashed Katie Kuric for having Shelly Zimmerman on her show.  Why should Moe care who Katie has as her guest if it’s something the American public cant to see.  Some of his nattering attacks at individual people only distract from the Big Picture, which at times I wonder might be his goal to begin with.  It’s what the tea party does.  For lunch we had chili and fries, and I’m not sure there was cheese.  Anita just wanted straight French fries but was told she couldn’t have them.  We did not have soup, but today would have been an excellent day for that.  We had grapes for desert.  I went out for coffee in the courtyard in the morning and in the afternoon.  In the afternoon I only had one cup because the line behind me was so long.

 

I’m managing to cover this day after all.  It was another sucky day on the Soap Opera because Kate figured out by adding two plus two and getting 22 that somehow Nick and Gabriel were in cahoots conspiring to “play house together” in New York.  Nick boarded a plane now and Gabriel was told her first photo shoot would be in Salem, if anybody remembers that.  Also in the case of Kristin, how did she “get out of the cocaduty car” to begin with.  Nicole was right behind her in pursuit (if you’ll remember) and clearly Nicole would have seen Kristin leap out of the car on to the ground, but that didn’t happen.  In terms of last night’s blog posting I added to it this morning- - before seven, actually.  I decided to take input from some of my “dead rock star” friends to make it more of a Mal Evans like production, with a little cheekiness.