And now we come to the
latest wrinkle on what used to be referred to as “The Military Industrial
Comples”. I’m moving this story to the
top when I post this. Randy Rhodes today
was saying that one third and growing percent of everything the CIA does has
been farmed out to private corporations.
We learned that that joker Edward Snowden who leaked that stuff last
weekend- - got his security clearance not from our government but from Booze
Allan or whoever, the private corporation he was working for. We learn that law enforcement farms out their
stuff to private data collection agencies that violate the law by giving
authorities information for a prosecution they by law aren’t allowed to. Randy says that there are so many secret
government projects that “nobody can keep track of them all”. This one guy tells of being shown a power
point presentation of all of the government’s secret programs and wasn’t
allowed to take any note and said “Stop this - - my head is about to explode”. I don’t know about the Obama administration
anyhow. He does just enough stuff to
tick off just about everybody. President
Obama prides himself on being an “equal opportunity political offender”. Now the Obama Administration is reversing
their ruling on letting girls younger than age seventeen walk in and purchase a
Morning After pill called “Plan B” without any prescription or note from any
doctor. You can’t do that with
tranqualizers such as valium, or even regular birth control pills. Heck, the Food and Drug Administration throws
a spaz retracting approval of some pain medication is it raises the risk of
heart attack of stroke or something by fifteen percent. Now you have this
powerful drug that when you take it will eliminate the risk of conception on
the spot. This is going to tick off the “moral
majority’ because - - they have given up the last bastion of the power to
control and threaten women with Hell damnation or whatever. The right wing believes, rightly or wrongly,
that even if a woman is raped- - they must bear the shame of their “sin” even
if he means getting pregnant with the rapist’s child. Sometimes the President will be bold. He knew the Hollywood community would be a
good source for money during the 2012 campaign and he knew if he came out for
Gay Marriage he could get it. But while
the President is doing this- - - he is now willing to “corporatize” the central
intelligence agency. Of course private
corporations, contrary to Judy’s cherished belief, is inherently less efficient
dollar for dollar, than the government can do it himself. That’s because the profit motive is always there
and they owe their shareholders their loyalty and not the American public. Of course we know we won’t get the truth- -
be you on the left or the right - - from the commercial Media because they are “owned”
by these big corporations. They have
therefore an inherent conflict of interest as long as you have this “info-tainment’
news division that opporates from the Profit Motive rather than risk running a
loss but they have to do News to keep their broadcast license like they did in
the old days. There is something to be
said for some “Old Days”.
We are suddenly informed that a lot of fifty year anniversaries are upon us. We were told that the "Equal Pay" act was signed fifty years ago Monday. Then we learned that George Wallace fifty years ago today stood on the school house steps and refused to let two Black Students enter for classes, until President Kennedy federalized the National Guard, to them in. Then we are told that President Kennedy from that moment on decided to press congress hard for a Civil Right's bill. But only a few days later Medger Evers was gunned down in the back as he came home one evening. Bob Dylan did a song about it called "Only a pawn in their game". But this was the last Dylan Bob Dylan would ever do dedicated to protest causes. Of course news events were hard upon us in that era. President Kennedy pressed through the atnospheric nuclear test ban treaty. Then Martin Luther King gave that historic speech in the March on Washington. Dylan recorded most of "The Times they are a Changing" in October 1963. Of course the first of November the United States had the leader of Viet Nam bumped off and we put in a leader we thought was more amenable to us. Then President Kennedy himself was gunned down. In other news - - Teamster Boss Jimmy Hoffa got himself into quite a lot of trouble in early 1964. And it was Easter of 1964 that Malcolm X had his "Ephimany" that all races could and should get along harmoniously together. He went to the Mideast at one of their pilgramages and was impressed to see races from all over the world worshiping Allah in harmony. Some have pointed out that in "Nation of Islam" areas- - these people dressed in suits and sun glasses just "get the word out' that no drug dealers will be allowed in this neighborhood. Drugs and gangs and prostitution are a scourge of the ghetto. Of course Bob Dylan, crusader that he used to be, has never been all that concerned either about the poliferation of drugs- - or things like women's rights. Some have criticized Bill Cosby for not coming down harder on the poliferation of Crack houses in the ghetto thank in large part to the activities of Oliver North. But it could be that Bill Cosby was too much in bed with the Reagan Administration having an all black version of "My Three Sons' or what have you. I would hope that Mr. Cosby would speak out on the matter of the Jackson Family's lawsuit, some might say "crusade" against AEG entertainment. It's clear now from observing their goons on the stands that they are afraid to give a direct answer to a direct question. Of course in the end it all seems to come down to money and profit motive, just like the previous paragraph. The AEG people probably feared that if Jackson blew this - - fifty concert world tour- they would stand to lose an awful lot of money and were willing to gamble with the life of the client whose interest they were supposed to be looking out for- - to insure the profit motive.
Here is a Represe of an album that first "came out' in late April of 1979. Considering the length of this posting I won't elaborate at this time but to say deliberate modifications have been made.
THY KINGDOM COME
Exciter (Judas Priest)
Trick of the Light (The Who)
It's Allright Ma, I'm only Bleeding (Bob Dylan)
Sabbath Bloody Sabbath (Black Sabbath_
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Summertime Blues (Blue Cheer)
Motor City Madness (Ted Nugent)
Tallisman (Guess Who)
Electric Funeral Pyre (Black Sabbath)
Third Degree (West, Bruce, and Lang)
Below Your Means (Alice Cooper)
CD TWO
One of these Days (Ten Years After)
Truckin' (Grateful Dead)
The Last Days of May (Blue Oyster Cult)
Revolution No 9 (The Beatles)
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Goon Squad (Elvis Costello)
Ballad of a Thin Man (Bob Dylan)
Mystic Eyes (Them)
We're All Gona Die (Co Joe and the Fish)
We Could Be Together / Volunteers (Jefferson Airplane)
All This And More (Procol Herum)
We now pick up yesterday's economic narrative of woe. To quote another song “That’s
when the heart aches begin”. Jennifer seems
intent on being the “summer replacement” I guess. I asked her how much money I had in my
account right off resolving to face whatever bad news it was. After a little math and haggeling, it was
confirmed that I had sixteen left in my account. I wanted to take out all sixteen knowing I
already owed Janet four out of that, which I paid her immediately. Jennifer talked me into taking out just ten,
which of course left me with six. I went
to the store and bought a pack of John Blacks.
Again I’m a little pissed at Bill because he has kicked in nothing for
all the coffee I’ve given him in weeks, and coffee doesn’t grow on trees. (so to speak)
I got to thinking that as of Tuesday June 4th I only had a
total of twenty two dollars to spend for the entire month. That’s not much. You know I keep thinking of Bill Clinton’s
speech last summer about how the US economy is improving and ‘Maybe you don’t
feel it now, but things will get better and then everybody will feel it”. I’m here to say that- - this hasn’t happened
yet. This is ten months later and my
personal situation has never been worse than it is right now. I can’t borrow any more money because there’s
no way I’ll ever pay it back. I think of
Mom and about once a year she hints that if I quit smoking- - - maybe she’d
have money for me. The trouble is- - and
this flies in the face of what “they” all say about me- - but I am not
stubborn. Yesterday I was recalling a
list as long as my arm of all the “If only’s” that the family members have laid
on me as that ONE thing that if I would just remedy - - then everything would
be hunkie dorrie. But it doesn’t happen
that way. And I’m not the only one who
has “failed to see any light at the end of the economic tunnel”. (OK Dr. Levy there’s a metaphor for
you) Mort Zuckerman, with whom I seldom
agree - - is absolutely right when he says that this recovery in order to be
serious should be adding three hundred thousand dollars per month, and we are
nowhere near. There are vast numbers of
American’s this recovery hasn’t “tricked down to”. We have inflation- - but it’s not really “inflation”
in the normal sense of the word. It’s
just “higher prices”. People, even if
they are employed, are working longer hours for less pay, and everybody knows
that.
I would like to
conflate Tuesday’s “Days of our Lives” with Wednesday’s because the two go
together like hand and glove. The latest
“gaslight job’ pulled on Samantha was that the person she shot had no weapon at
all on him. But apparently a finger nail
file was found in the heater vent. So
maybe the assailent was planning to manicure Raphael to death. All I can tell you exactly what Samantha
said. She saw Raphael in imminent danger
by a guy in the room leering over the victim, who wasn’t on the visitor’s list,
and was intending to do him harm. In the
cold light of day given 20 – 20 hindsight, perhaps this was not the best strategy
to pursue. That one time police
detective, our rogue cop, has since died.
The surgery was a success but the patient died. This is good for both Stephano and
Samantha. Nobody can now tie Samantha
that she had with the same man at the police station. If there are any witnesses who come forward
at the police station Samantha could still have trouble, because now she’d have
prior motive. Stephano could not out of
sheer vengeance decided it was time to resurrect that evidence against Will
Horton and make things real hard on them.
The trouble is when you have one of these ‘choloric” or hot tempered
personalities and are a little trigger happy by nature, it can come back to
bite you in the ass. Meanwhile I’m not
sure why Christine Di Mira hasn’t left town yet. To quote some advice “There’s nothing for me
here, so I will disappear”. I heard
names being called but I didn’t know if it was for money draw or to see the
doctor. When I went down at two- - I don’t
recall either seeing a line or Dr. Satan in his office. I went on and there was no money draw line
outside the door. After Jennifer
confirmed my name, she called me in.
This “winter in June”
of my economic content is obviously going to hang over me at least the entire
month. I woke up at twenty to six and
caught twenty winks and got up at ten after and turned on Stephanie
Miller. I was surprised when I went down
to the dining room at a quarter after seven all the bowls of oatmeal were
already on the table, but there was no silverware at my place. I was a little irritated. So I went through that “obstacle course”
careful to maneuver around JW’s wheel chair to pick up a bowl of cereal from
the cart. JW turns around and grabs my
arm and says angrily “Don’t bump my wheel chair” and then repeated the remark a
little more angrily and said something about “I consider it part of my body”. The thing is JW hasn’t said a civil word to
me in years. It must have been a year
ago when he almost snapped at me when I asked if he had any cigarettes I could
borrow. And I have noted at residents
meetings his complaints have become increasingly “old man crotchety”, if you
know what I mean. He will almost always
refuse to move so that people can pass- - and some of these wheel chair guys
seem to pride themselves as to how far back from the table they can sit. They will wheel themselves and lodge themselves
at “choke points’ of crowd movement, and then not move. And they have a complete lack of
consideration when it comes to rolling their wheels over people’s toes, or even
backing into them suddenly without warning.
Or you have these people with their little “lounge chair’ things that refuse
to get in line even though they can walk but sit at their ease, but then demand
to be let in line at the last minute later.
Jesse saw that I looked mad and asked me why so I told him. Eventually I got my scrambled eggs and toast
and butter and jelly. Then Hilda kicked
in with a needed second bowl of oatmeal.
The coffee cup was filled to the brim.
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