Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Vol. 184: The Numbers Don't Lie

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      Ladies and gentlemen, the three headed hydra that is myself, Thelonius Ronscpiacy and Theona Donther are back reporting from the dirt and gravel front lines of the 21st Century with nothing lost upon our addled minds. According to us observers/radical mental activists much has happened since the publication of the last edition of the Global Outrage of an Educated Man. If you have been paying attention, then you would have noticed that there has been the upsurge in the terrorist organization known as ISIS, the ground swelling of disgust in a small Missouri town at the gross indecency done towards both the poor urban black community and the militarization of the police as a result of a 320lb 18 year old black man being shot and killed by a police officer after stealing cigars at a convenience store minutes earlier and his body being left on the street in the middle of the summer for four and half hours; that would never have happened in Beverly Hills.  

In Chicago, 82 people were shot in less than 84 hours over the long hot 4th of July weekend. But where do we go from here? Are there continued signs of revolution, reciprocation, representation and racism running amok in the name of chance? Are we going to be continually trampled down by the war of finance that places us ever so conveniently under the heels of the banksters? According to the left’s version of George Will, Dr. Michael Hudson states that the fact of the matter is, Finance is the new form of warfare – without the expense of a military overhead and an occupation against unwilling hosts. It is a competition in credit creation to buy foreign resources, real estate, public and privatized infrastructure, bonds and corporate stock ownership. Who needs an army when you can obtain the usual objective (monetary wealth and asset appropriation) simply by financial means?” 

Is the inevitable slow decay of the bought and sold American dream playing out in front of our very sleep deprived eyes? Is it all because of the hidden hands of power pulling the levers from behind the dark curtains of deception at the Federal Reserve, created and unchecked since 1913? According to the Federal Reserve’s own website, “The Fed is considered an independent central bank because its monetary policy decisions do not have to be approved by the President or anyone else in the executive or legislative branches of government, it does not receive funding appropriated by the Congress, and the terms of the members of the Board of Governors span multiple presidential and congressional terms.” If it looks like, sounds like and smells like greasy, stinky, unadulterated unchecked power, it probably is. Then again, you never considered Alan Greenspan a despot, maybe a Mole-Man but never an evil super villain; or maybe that’s the genius of it; sneaky bastards. 
"I'm harmless. I never saw it coming at all."

Ladies and gentlemen, as a result there are wars, rumors of wars and epidemics of disease, intolerance, ignorance and lemming-ship spreading across the interconnected globe at a pace faster than the decline of Tiger Woods’ once magnificent golf game. Sadly, there is no ice-bucket challenge to put an end to it as we wade knee deep into the murky waters of the new global age of paranoia ushered in by 9/11, we are endlessly bombarded with a never-ending slide down the rabbit hole to our own destruction. We now have an American journalist and British freelance journalist beheaded on camera by ISIS thugs, passenger jets shot down by “mistake” in war ravaged Ukraine and meanwhile Syria is just a stone’s throw away from ringing in the four horsemen. As a result there are rumors out of Israel that they are equipping commercial airliners with anti-missile systems. What terrorist wouldn’t want to hijack that weapon ready aircraft?? We would be remiss to neglect to mention the continued unrest in Gaza, where according to all reports by Salon’s Andrew O’Hehir, “almost 2 million people fenced into a slice of arid seacoast with roughly the same land area as the city of Detroit.” Sadly, the rate of violence and foreclosures probably isn’t too different from the Motor City. Maybe Quicken Loans could renovate Gaza the way it has tried to do with Detroit? Israel invading Gaza was as if the Harlem Globetrotters invaded the training camp of the Washington Generals; Israel 537- Gaza 14. Another stick in the eye according to O’Hehir is that, “American progressives are hypocrites for weeping over Gaza but ignoring the death toll in Iraq, Syria and Egypt.” Whatever the belief, there is one thing that is certain, and that is, it’s a “no-win” situation for all parties involved, because either party is right and partly to blame. Thanks a lot God. 

Continuing our tour down the rabbit hole, our daily travels along the front lines of the 21st Century have taken us into the richest and the poorest of neighborhoods. It comes as no surprise that often a major highway has bypassed the more affluent of communities to instead reside in the middle, next to or on top of the lower classes. It was during the massive undertaking of building the nation’s highways and interstates in the late 50’s and throughout the 60’s that the changes took place when white middle class Americans headed to the suburbs in droves faster than the onslaught at the opening of a new outlet mall. According to author Eric Avila, in his book The Folklore of the Freeway: Race and Revolt in the Modernist City, “If future anthropologists want to find the remains of people of color in a post apocalypse America, they will simply have to find the ruins of the nearest freeway.” This statement may oversimplify the situation, but the next time you drive around your fair city, take a good look as to where the major highways and interstates bisect and connect with communities of prosperity and decay; but be careful, you may have just driven into a recent riot.

There is nothing to fear, nothing to worry about; beat the drum, ring the refrain and let the markets solve all problems. The free-marketplace will bring us all peace and happiness forever and ever; blue-birds will sing on your shoulder. Because the Tobacco, Pharmaceutical and Energy companies have nothing but our best interests at heart; ask yourself, since when has McDonald’s ever hurt anyone? When has a clothing company put anything but their garment workers safety and wages first and foremost on their agenda? This almost demonic possession of neo-liberalism is the belief that states should tax and regulate less and the better off we will be; public services, slashed; public spending, diminished; businesses run rampant like a giant mutated monster through our cities and communities. So, if you are feeling depressed, anxious, or fear others like an ugly duckling unglued from your recent dose of medication, relax, there is nothing to worry about; you should embrace it in the recognition that you are normal, the materialistic greedy bastards numb from all sensibilities are the monsters; they are the freaks. Hug your inner deviant and smile because eventually this will all come crashing down upon them; and what are they going to do with their made up currency then? Burn it; burn it all. 



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Thursday, June 26, 2014

Vol. 183: Trigger Warning: Slenderman made Me do it


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Damien Hirst [5], The Physical Impossibility of Death in the Mind of Someone Living (1991)

Trigger Warning: May cause Outrage, Laughter and Enjoyment



     Greetings ladies and gentlemen, Republicans and Democrats, Independents and Bother-nots, cats and dog lovers, it has been a great sabbatical and much progress has been made on my novel, but sadly, trigger warnings do nothing to stop mass shootings, the spread of Jihad or the random acts of violence often accompanied with rumors of an online phantom-like entity known as Slenderman, all in a days work of corrupting the minds of the young and impressionable with diversions of perversion.  While many of you have pursued lives of agonizing frustration, consumed fragmentary moments of bliss, purchased fun new toys, witnessed car accidents or suffered through flooded and drained basements, followed only by meaningless posts on “the book,” we as a planet, as a community continue to move forward, in the only direction we know, but at what cost?

     Whether they are too fast or too slow, the atoms of time push onward, with little mention from the mass media about a political scandal the likes of which we haven’t seen since Watergate. As a result ladies and gentlemen, I am going to tell the IRS, if and when I receive an audit, (I'd like to imagine I'm important enough to be on their list) that I don’t feel the need to apologize for losing two years of tax return information. Everything, like the slow decay of decency and manners had crashed that Thursday afternoon when they arrived at my doorstep.
     
     All of this would of course lead this addled mind to believe that it is the powers that be, Obama his fellow Democrat leash holders and the Republican Party that are behind the curtains pulling the strings. Who else would want to bother the Tea-Party organizations? They were a serious threat to the power structure for a short time post-economic collapse. For it is becoming increasingly clear that Obama, the wolf in sheep's clothing according to Gary Younge of The Guardian, in “His second term has been characterised by a profound sense of drift in principle and policy. While posing as the ally of the immigrant he is deporting people at a faster clip than any of his predecessors; while claiming to be a supporter of labour he's championing trade deals that will undercut American jobs and wages.” That is a logical reason powerful Republicans have not come out vociferously in favor of a Whitewater style witch-hunt. They would rather hold their tongue and let the Obama administration do their dirty work for them.

     Speaking of witches and depending on who you talk to, can a grandmother run for the Presidency of the United States of Surveillance and have a chance at winning?
Bigger, badder, bolder and older than ever.
(Inset picture of Hilary Clinton) We are likely to find out soon enough.

     ISIS, it’s not just an Egyptian goddess or Bob Dylan song anymore, but a radical Sunni power grab in the vacuum left behind in Iraq after we deposed Saddam Hussein (for those that don't remember or who never cared to begin with, he was a Sunni). ISIS is a revolutionary radical Sunni sect bent on continuing the path back towards the Stone Age throughout Iraq and the rest of the Middle East. What ISIS has done is the unthinkable; it has brought the United States of Surveillance and Iran together in agreement. Oil executives and weapons manufacturers and smugglers the world over are applauding, hooting and hollering. 

     Ladies and gentlemen, what ever happened to the kidnapped girls in Nigeria? Attention deficit addled mainstream media, we thank you.
     A new study sponsored by Nasa's Goddard Space Flight Center has highlighted the prospect that global industrial civilization could collapse in coming decades due to unsustainable resource exploitation and increasingly unequal wealth distribution. Well, at least we will have that to look forward to.  http://www.theguardian.com/environment/earth-insight/2014/mar/14/nasa-civilisation-irreversible-collapse-study-scientists


     Although, you’d never know it by looking at the DOW Jones which is to hit a record 17k by next week sometime. Prosperity abounds and spreads like a cancer; embrace the new found wealth; live in it, roll in it, all that money, all that stuff.

But ask yourself this simple question, do you suffer from Stuffocation?

     British trend forecaster James Wallman has coined a new word: “Stuffocation.” (Think “stuff” and “suffocation.”) Wallman claims it’s one of the most crushing afflictions of modern society. Not only does the materialism it’s caused by have a disastrous ecological impact [2], the argument goes, it’s keeping us from leading more fulfilling lives.  http://www.forbes.com/sites/dominiqueafacan/2014/01/23/stuffocation-an-interview-with-james-wallman/

With all of this stuff, or lack there of, or the lack of the time to acquire said stuff, do you sometimes suffer from FOMO? (Fear of Missing Out) Facebook is to blame.

     According to sources in Minnesota, you have to pull some men who live in the United States of Surveillance by the genitals, as a successful means to get them to watch the World Cup. http://kstp.com/article/stories/s3477194.shtml


     Ladies and gentlemen, speaking of genitals, you have to hand it to traitor or patriot, depending on your love of surveillance and the never ending War on Terror, that Edward Snowden has massive ones in order to go on NBC and give an exclusive interview with talking head Brian Williams; or it may just be that he is a cleverly disguised CIA plant tip-toeing out the surveillance apparatus for the powers that be to see just how much they can get away with and what the attention deficient American public will put up with.  

      
     Then there is the proposed $45billion takeover of Time Warner Cable by Comcast, followed by the proposal of AT&T purchasing Direct TV as evidence of the ever approaching consolidation of American corporations eventually becoming one giant Monolith that will own everything and everyone. According to singer Greg Brown, 
                 there's a guru snoozin' in a limousine
                     and a whole industry pumping blood into recycled scenes
                     there'll be one corporation selling one little box
                     it'll do what you want and tell you what you want and cost whatever you got. (Where is Maria)

A Cable, Internet and telephone service cost 10x more in the United States of Surveillance than it does in South Korea, and they have faster speeds!!! http://www.bbc.com/news/magazine-24528383


And we thought she was just a material girl.
     Finally, recent studies have shown that the infusion of young blood may reverse the effects of aging; and we thought Dracula was just a spooky story from Victorian England.




     Don’t worry; there is nothing to see here. Heads down as you stare into your phones; we would so hate to have you actually witness the decline of civilization. Ohhhh, invite me again to play Candy Crush Saga, please, pretty please!!!



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Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Vol. 182: A little Excerpt from the Novel,for my Vanity and Sanity

Here is an excerpt from the novel GIDDEOM that I am writing and the reason that I've been away from the Outrage for so long. This hasn't been edited or revised, so please excuse the unpolished nature, but would this set the hook of interest?


December 25th, 1999, Somewhere in Middle America

            Three old men stumbled, tiredly along a stretch of highway, carrying ragged suitcases and dirty canteens. They muttered quietly to themselves, every so often casting a wearied glance towards the nighttime sky. They watched in silence as cars and semi-trucks pass by going well over the speed limit. They say nothing nor extend not even an arm for the forlorn chance at receiving a welcomed ride. Not many people pick up hitchhikers anymore these days and three old men that look as if they haven’t bathed in weeks, even less.
            “How much further do we have to go Frank?”
            “Merle, if I even had a clue, do you think I wouldn’t have told you guys by now?”
            “Goldy, do you know where were going?”
            “All I know is that I got a message to head east, and that’s where were going, but for how long, I don’t know. Just keep walking will you. We’ll figure this thing out. As God as my witness, we’ll get there in time.”
            The three men walked on, their shoes almost worn out through the soles. What was left of their socks almost peeked out the front and could feel the night’s cold chill of wind. They gripped their old long coats tighter to their chests with their arthritic right hands and almost dragged their battered suitcases, briefly scuffing the ground every so often with each odd step.
On a telephone wire along the highway rested a large white dove. It shone like it was blanketed from an unseen spotlight.
The old man named Goldy who played the role of their leader noticed it. He stopped and the two other men did the same. “That is a sign were on the right path, I can feel it. Keep walking.”
They all nodded in silence and grinned.
The three old men continued to walk on in the darkness, every so often lit up by the light and the loud hum of passing cars until they saw the outline of a small building upon the horizon. They could barely make out the distant glow of what looked to be the building’s adjacent sign, flickering in the far off distance. Without a word, they brought their dirty canteens to their mouths and quickened their pace. They knew they were close.
As the three old men got closer to the building, they could now tell that it was a gas station. Oddly, although it was closed for the day, the sign stayed lit. Frank nudged Merle and the two men chuckled in giddy happiness. They had walked so far after leaving their shelter in the middle of the night three months ago. They had endured torrential rain, strong winds, small snow storms; strangers’ harassments and other inconveniences, but now appeared to finally be at their destination.
“Shhhhh, do you hear that?” Goldy asked his two companions.
“Huh? Did he say something?” Frank asked in response.
“I don’t know, did you?” Merle replied with a question of his own, confused.
“Shhhhh, there it is again,” Goldy said. He did his best to block out the mutterings of his two companions so that he could concentrate on what sounded to be a young woman crying. “It sounds like a young woman. This is it.”
The three old men stood at the closed front doors of the gas station, silhouetted underneath the flickering light of the adjacent sign.
“Is anyone here?!” Goldy shouted.
“Were in back of the building!” A man’s voice replied.
“Let’s go fellas, it’s what we’ve been waiting for,” Goldy said.
As the three old men turned the corner to the back of the building they began to hear the loud crying shrill of a newborn baby. A young woman was lying on her back atop of blankets placed atop of a cut up cardboard box, her legs shaking above a pool of blood. A young man was staring in disbelief and open mouthed wonder at the baby she held in her arms.
“My wife, my wife……..she just had a child, is there anything you can do?” the young man asked. The look on his face of fatigue matched the three pair of eyes that greeted him.
“I’m not sure there is anything to be done, but to love the child with all of your heart,” Goldy replied. The old man nudged Merle in the side and he did the same to Frank.
“What Goldy means is that from the looks of it, you all are going to be just fine. Isn’t that right Merle?” Frank stated.
“That’s right young man, for we’ve traveled a long way to find you two and him,” Merle said, as he pointed his shaking index finger toward the crying newborn baby.
“The name is Goldy and these are my friends, Frank and Merle. We mean not to surprise you, but like Merle said, we’ve traveled a long way to find you three,” the old man said. The tone of his voice did its’ best to reassure the young couple that they meant no harm.
“What do you mean? How did you know about us?” the young man asked. The shock on his face couldn’t disguise the fact that he was having a difficult time putting all of the pieces together.
“I think I know how, or at least why they’re here Joseph,” the young woman said, wiping the tears from her eyes as she cradled her crying newborn baby boy.
“Maire, what are you talking about?” Joseph asked.
“The reason I was pregnant in the first place Joseph. Don’t you see, this is his will,” Maire replied. The understanding was reciprocated in the eyes of the three old men that stood before her.
“Mr. and Mrs. Sheesah, I don’t want to alarm you. We’ve traveled a long way and I believe that you Maire are quite aware of why we are here. If the two of you would be so kind, we’ll then be on our way.  Would you do three tired old men the benefit and allow us to bless your son Tim?”
“It would be an honor,” Maire replied as she handed the child over to Goldy.
“How the hell do you know our names, let alone what we’re gonna call our boy? Maire, are you sure about this?” Joseph asked. He was ready to pounce at a moments notice.
“I am Joseph,” she replied. She nodded in agreement and looked down at their baby boy, “He is.”
The young child stopped crying as he was placed into the cracked and dirty hands of Goldy. The old man muttered something to Frank. Frank then began digging around in the duffel bag that he was carrying and brought forth a small silver flask, scraped and dirty from the their long journey. Merle grabbed it from his hands and unscrewed the cap. He took a long deep pull from the bottle and then gasped in relief.
“God, if there ever was a time for a drink,” Merle said as he wiped the drops of whiskey from the corner of his lips.
“Don’t hog it all. Show some damn manners Merle,” Frank said as he grabbed the flask. “Joseph, you most of all look like you need a drink. Here, it’s my family’s old Kentucky mash,” he said as he handed it to the young man.
Joseph gratefully received the flask and took a pull. His face and lips contorted as if there was something behind the skin on his face that pulled them back into his skull, but only for a brief moment. He felt the tingling lightning bolt extend to the nerve endings of his fingers and toes.
“Whooooo, heeeeeeeewwwwwwwww!” Merle shouted. He couldn’t help but slap his right knee in laughter. “The boy don’t know what hit him.”
“Alright, alright, enough clowning around gentlemen; let’s not forget why we’re here,” Goldy interjected.
“You’re right boss. Our apologies Ma’am,” Frank said. The embarrassment and joy humbled his appearance.
“As it has been written, let him be our guide,” Goldy whispered atop of the baby boy’s forehead, “Our everlasting savior, blessed be that unto all, his glory shall shine forevermore. Amen.”
“Amen,” Frank and Merle replied in unison.
Maire, who was struggling to stay awake as she watched three tired and dirty old men bless her newborn, caught a glimpse of something white in the corner of her eye. Her husband Joseph caught it too. The two of them, Maire on her back, legs akimbo, shaking and Joseph kneeling at her side, an arm around her shoulders gazed up towards and past the three men making baby talk, holding the newborn boy. There resting atop of the telephone wire that ran parallel to the back fence adjacent to the back of the gas station building was a large white dove. It was brilliantly luminescent in the glow of the moonlight.  For a split second, Maire and Joseph could’ve sworn that the darn bird smiled.
Goldy nodded in agreement as if to someone who had just whispered in his ear. “I understand, it is your will. It has to be done.”
He knelt down and handed the newborn baby boy back to its’ mothers waiting arms. There were tears falling down Goldy’s wrinkled face. He mouthed the words, “I’m sorry,” to Maire. With a puzzled look on her face she gazed back into his eyes.
Goldy stood up and Joseph rose to meet him, extending a hand to shake. Goldy grabbed the young man’s hand and shook it. Joseph wrapped his arms around the old man and hugged him deeply, and then convulsed with a look of wide eyed horror as his mouth gaped in shock at the other two old men standing before him.
Goldy slowly withdrew the blade from the young man’s stomach as he watched him fall down to his knees, blood spilling out onto the dark pavement.
Maire, holding her child close to her chest, screamed in horror.
Frank and Merle knelt in obedience before their old companion. Goldy with Maire’s screaming echoing in his ears, he drew the knife’s blood drenched blade across each of the other two old men’s’ necks. They collapsed face first onto the pavement as if wet bags of sands. Goldy brought the blade with his two hands in front of his stomach and gutted himself, without a word. Bliss covered his face as the sounds of the young woman screaming coupled with her newborn baby boy’s learning breaths escaped into the dark night.
The dove that had previously sat alone on the telephone wire was now accompanied by a large raven. In silence they looked down upon the scene of birth, murder and suicide as the young widow and her son wept for the new world that was to come.

  

Friday, March 21, 2014

Vol. 181: Smart Enough to Know, Nothing is Known



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“Ladies and gentlemen, this is your Captain speaking. What we are currently experiencing is nothing but some minor turbulence. Please, do not panic. This will all pass in a moment. So, place your trays back in their upright position and re-fasten your seat belts. Let me be clear and remind you that there will be no moving about in the cabin until this is over. That is for you and your fellow passengers’ safety. Thank you for your patience and understanding. We will be resuming upon our normal course shortly, headed to our stated destination and thank you once again for flying the Global Outrage of an Educated Man Airlines.”

You know where this is going.

So, what happened upon Flight 370? The mystery that has gripped the world’s attention is centered on the fact that somehow, a commercial passenger jet almost the length of a football field has all but disappeared from the planet Earth. In the age where satellites hovering in space can read your license plate, we can still manage to lose a plane, and why is there an off button on a transponder? 

Over two weeks have passed and we are no closer to the truth other than following what may be scraps of metal floating in the vast Indian Ocean, like searching for logic in Congress, it's a needle in a haystack.

Questions security agencies throughout the world are asking themselves, did a pilot with a terrorist agenda two to three years in the planning steer the plane into oblivion? Was he on a suicide mission? What files were deleted on his in-home flight simulator?

How come the air-traffic controllers didn't scream bloody murder when the flight went dark?

Did he fly the plane through an interplanetary wormhole/star gate? Was he flying it to the South Pole to rendezvous with an iced-over Alien Mother ship to return home to their planet of native Scientologists? Is L. Ron Hubbard waiting for them on the other side?

Was there a passenger or group of passengers on board that had a nefarious agenda? Or was there a passenger on board with information harmful enough to the so-called Illuminati that “they” deemed it necessary to destroy the plane and all of its passengers to save that information from coming to light?

Did the relatively new plane suffer a mechanical malfunction, such as a fire, causing it and all 239 passengers to disappear without a trace?

Will the supposedly found pieces of what is believed to be the passenger jet off the coast of Australia lead to more sustainable clues and answers? Will somebody come forward with more information?

Is Beijing behind the disappearance?

Was it a real-life enactment of an episode from the hit show the X-Files? http://www.tor.com/blogs/2012/07/reopening-the-x-files-tempus-fugit-max

Did a government military shoot the plane down because who or what were on the plane?

Was Putin responsible? Is Putin an Alien?

Will the pilot announce to the world in days to come that he wants a trillion dollars or he and his hostages will disintegrate into the ether?

Did the plane crash land on the set of the television show LOST?

Will the missing plane reappear over the Middle East and head straight for the Dome of the Rock, destroying it and in the process bringing about the culmination of biblical prophecy and the rebuilding of Solomon’s temple?

Was legendary mystery hijacker D.B. Cooper on board the plane? 


The questions are many, the answers are few but the mystery only deepens. What this amazing and tragic case highlights for us all is the simple fact that although we may live in the age where we believe to have all of the answers all of the time, there is still so much that we don’t know or are yet capable of understanding, i.e.; does God exist? Is time travel inevitable? Who killed JFK and why? Where is the footage of what hit the Pentagon on 9/11? Are we the children of an alien intelligence?  Is there life on other planets and why is American Idol still on the air?


Stay tuned to the disaster porn for more information. 




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Saturday, November 16, 2013

Vol. 180: From the ACA to JFK


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News from the Front

Ladies and gentlemen, The Affordable Care Act (ACA) has been put into effect and much like the hope and promise of Barack Obama’s early years in the office of President, it has been left to deflate into a complicated technical mess of laughter and “I told you so.” To draw a slightly amusing comparison, there is a publicly traded financial company that wheels out old baby boomer male actors as their spokesmen that is located in downtown Minneapolis and that has been trying to implement an operating system for the last year and a half. Ladies and gentlemen they have been having problems for a year and a half; folks, that is just a publicly traded company with clients and employees; it is nowhere near what the United States of Surveillance is attempting to implement with their nation-wide database health insurance exchange; the bottom-line, it is going to take some time; probably a year or more; it sure as hell isn't going to be fixed by the end of November; let’s be honest with ourselves. Health care for everyone is a great idea, but it's not going to happen overnight. 



In another sign of JP Morgan Chase’s guilt and complicity over the financial mortgage meltdown of 2008, Jamie Dimon CEO, has agreed to pay the United States of Surveillance over $13 billion dollars in fines. You know you’re guilty when you pay $13 billion in fines; but how much coverage are the major media outlets giving this story? Surprised? Maybe Dimons’ are forever? With enough money, you can buy yourself out of anything. 
On November 1st Food Stamp benefits decreased. Surprising we didn't see mass riots and outrage at Wal-Mart’s and Dollar Tree’s across this great land.

What the hell is grown up Fes doing dealing drugs?
            Down south there is a bloody drug war of epic proportions continuing in Mexico, throughout other areas of Latin America and beyond. When it snakes its’ way up into the streets of the United States, there is more concern, but not much that isn't responded to with answers of more incarceration and tax payer dollars thrown into the incinerator of stupidity. There are no solutions, only temporary fixes. For instance, in certain locales of Mexico and Latin America, 80% of the population grows drug crops; because when you can make 300 times more money growing something illegally, why would you ever concentrate on growing produce and fruit? In Mexico, where corruption has run free for decades (much like the halls of power in D.C.), where power is handed off in backroom deals and campaign contributions, the Federales hold little sway other than extorting tourists for cash while standing on the side of their narrow roads with loaded rifles upon their shoulders. It is here that El Chapo Guzman still runs free; considered to be the most powerful drug lord of all time, his influence is ubiquitous. The head of the snake still roams free after escaping from prison in what could be believed to be a plot from the television show 24. Where is all of the NSA surveillance when you need it?  
In the last decade 80,000 people have been killed in the “War on Drugs.” Ask yourself, why do we continue fighting a war that can never be won? Is it because the powers that be have money invested in the correctional facility industry throughout North and Latin America? Is it because the alcohol industry would see their profits drop in half? Or is it simply another way of locking up, cornering and controlling minority populations without raising eyebrows? Your guess is as good as mine, but one thing is certain, the continuation of the “War on Drugs” is a futile attempt at controlling a brush fire while the wind increases.

            According to those whispers of the wind and the received messages from the media elites, the reason all rich conservatives protest politically is due to the 16th Amendment and the levy of the income tax. Maybe that’s why they all work so hard to hire lawyers smart enough to hide their money in off-shore tax havens? It makes sense. For example, the telephone service giant Verizon believes it has the 1st Amendment right to edit/censor Internet content based on the subscription price of users creating a tiered level of speed and access. Ladies and gentlemen, keep an eye on Comcast as well. Pretty soon the information superhighway will have by-pass lanes affordable to those that are willing and able to spend more, while the left behind will be breathing the fumes of their discontent. 

Do you agree or disagree that the Internet should be patrolled on a toll-based access?

           According to the former Deputy Director of the CIA, Michael Morell, the most dangerous threat to the national security of the United States of Surveillance is the politicians' in Washington ineptitude in passing a budget based on compromise with one another. According to Morrell, the destabilization of the nation’s economy by uncertainty will be the undoing of America; if it hasn't already started some 50 years ago. Maybe it’s because he knows that since 9/11 there have been only 20 deaths on United States soil due to acts of terrorism (it may be a testament to the surveillance apparatus that is all pervasive); but since that time, there have been 364,000 deaths on United States soil due to privately owned firearms. http://www.alternet.org/civil-liberties/us-death-toll-firearms-suggests-america-country-gripped-civil-war 
            In the last 45 years alone, 212,994 more Americans have lost their lives to privately owned firearms than all of the wars involving the United States combined since 1776; and we cry about second hand smoke. Then again, what does it matter when it’s not white suburbanites getting shot? We’re all such God-fearing love our neighbor types aren't we? Just so long as they don’t live in our neighborhoods.
Although only 1% of the American population serves in the Armed Forces, it is apparent as to how much power and political influence they wield; although don’t tell that to the veterans that continually deal with less than desirable care and conditions; however, the Military Industrial Complex keeps reaping big profits. (Insert video of Eisenhower’s warning to Americans in farewell address.)

Mark Zuckerberg of Facebook creation, the man with the grey hoodie, not Trayvon Martin, made over $2 billion dollars last year; that is $6 million dollars a day. How’s that for a status update? In the past year, the top earning CEOs took in over $4.7 billion and none earned less than a $100 million last year. Where does all of the money go? Why to job creation and philanthropy of course. Don’t you just see it trickling down the sides of your houses and into the streets? 
He CAN afford better clothes.
When adjusted for inflation, the median household income in 2011 was $51,017; 9% less than what it was in 1999. One thing is for sure, it hasn't gone to the middle class; and a large portion of that demographic hasn't seemed to notice how royally screwed they've been for the past 30 years, because were all too damned busy looking down at our newly purchased distractions; heads up dumb-asses.  No wonder we’ll never see the next big crisis coming. Ohhhhhhh I-Phone 73 is out!!!!
  
This leads me to the fact that the number of Americans who say they have “no religion” has doubled since 1990. It is obvious that we are worshiping the created and not the creator. But then again, people did really love Steve Jobs didn't they? Too bad he didn't die on a Friday attached to a piece of wood; we could have really used another chosen one.
A 2010 Gallup Poll revealed that 21% of Americans believe in witches. That explains a lot; particularly the hold Kim Kardashian appears to have over the lame-stream media. Another eye popping number is that some 63% of Americans ages 18-29 believe in demonic possession and 57% of Americans between the ages of 47-65 do as well. No wonder horror movies based on Exorcisms do so well at the box-office. There is a built in audience.
I don't carry a Smartphone, I carry a Smart-Cross
In other related news, Pope Francis (Insert Picture of Pope Francis) is making sense (is he possessed?); word out of the Vatican is that he understands the role the Catholic Church needs to play in the 21st Century; changes need to be made and less focus needs to be upon birth control and the subjugation of women and instead upon a more inclusive nature of the Church. Finally, the incense coming out of St. Peter’s is a breath of fresh air.


"I think I ate the baby?"
According to a new poll, 50% of cats and dogs are overweight or obese. It’s not just humans that binge on an excess of available food and resources. Those damn pets are eating us out of our entitlements. Maybe we should cut their welfare programs while we’re at it?



"I almost got the part for Jabba in Return of the Jedi"

























Another strange but true story is that the flamboyant Mayor of Toronto, Rob Ford (who looks a little like the ghost of Chris Farley) has admitted to smoking crack on more than one occasion. He admitted he may have partaken in the illegal usage of crack cocaine while on a “drunken bender.” However, he promises he will not resign and that he remains steadfast to doing what is right for the great city of Toronto. With credentials like these, he could run and win the office of Mayor for Washington D.C; he’d only have to become a legal citizen first, good luck getting past our mess of a lack of an immigration law now buddy.

"I think I ate David Spade and chased it down with some Jack and Crack."
Should the Washington Redskins football organization change their team name? You’re damn right they should. What if Edina had a football team called the “Whiteys” or North Minneapolis the “Darkies?” You could guarantee that there would be some justifiably upset people protesting and rightfully so. Haven’t we done enough to the poor Native Americans? Just a thought.

Much to my surprise, I have recently discovered that Brominated Vegetable Oil (BVO) is an ingredient in Diet Mt. Dew. It is an endocrine disrupt-er ( it plays Dr. Frankenstein with hormones), which may explain my inability to lose any more weight, although regularly consuming less than 2200 calories a day, walking more than 2.5 miles a day, 6 days a week and eating meals 2-3x a week of nothing more than broccoli, cauliflower and carrots. It has come to my attention that BVO is actually used as a flame retardant!!! Is Pepsi afraid that their sodas will catch fire? Maybe they should just attach a fire hose to the bottle just in case. Ladies and gentlemen, never again will I drink anything with Brominated Vegetable Oil as a listed ingredient; educated and Outraged!

It's not just a Movie

Fifty years ago, an act of terrorism so horrific caught the nation and the world’s attention and it was all caught on film. But, to this day, we are no closer to the truth of what really happened and so the day continues to hold a magnetic trance over concerned and disgruntled minds; like moths to a flame, our curiosity, time and money has been spent investigating that fateful day in search of meaning and justice. 



The day is of course 11/22/63, the day our nation changed forever. The day that forever changed our country; when the powers that lay hidden, reached their shadowy claws out from the depths and flipped the switch. Whether it was a cabal of secret society members with a nefarious agenda or a lonely nut in search of attention and purpose, it doesn't ultimately matter who was wholly responsible for the assassination of JFK on that ugly day in November; what we’d really like to know is why?
The who, what, where and when all keeps us from asking the main question, why?
The list of his enemies was endless. From the mob, the CIA, the FBI, the Military Industrial Complex, Cubans and the husbands of his lovers; who didn't want JFK dead? In honor of that horrible day I ask each and every reader of this beloved past time of mine, to watch Oliver Stone’s masterpiece JFK. Whether or not you believe in any of the presented scenarios is not the point; the purpose is that there may be more than one way to view the events of that horrible day and Stone's film is what I hope will be to our generation what Citizen Kane was to the greatest generation; a work of art that only gains more appreciation and importance as time slips by. It is well worth the time.



From the beginning of the film’s processional of “taps,” the film is flawless; it is a military style execution from start to finish. The editing, from visuals to sound is utterly impeccable. Oliver Stone does an excellent job laying out all of the key players, the nuances and the irregularities of the years, months and days leading up to that terrible day. From the open windows to the open roof tops and to the removal of the bubble top on the Lincoln limousine; there is the changed parade route that includes a ridiculous curve of 10mph all to set up a morbidly beautiful triangulated crossfire. As one of the characters in the film states, “It’s a turkey shoot.”
Ladies and gentlemen the strange coincidences and facts are encompassing; before Lee Harvey Oswald supposedly shot the President, he was a US Marine, who in 1959 defected to Russia and then 3 years later returned to the United States with his new wife; all of this happening without prosecution for treason and during the height of the Cold War; how was this possible? Who was pulling the strings?
Within three hours after the assassination, the government had then arrested their possible scapegoat, Lee Harvey Oswald; background information was quickly disseminated all over the world, and all of this happened in an age before the 24 hour multimedia orgy was a common occurrence; how did they have it so quickly and readily on hand? Oswald was then questioned for 12 hours after the assassination and not a word of it was recorded or written down. Why not? What possible explanation can excuse this problematic behavior? 
You can’t make this stuff up.
Ask yourself, who orders a gun to a P.O. Box in Texas when you could walk in to any gun store and give a fake name that could never be traced? But that's what LHO did in the months leading up to 11/22/63. On live television only two days later, the American public witnesses the dispatching of Oswald by the hand of nightclub owner Jack Ruby. The birth of voyeuristic television is released from the static womb of electricity.
The head of the Warren Commission, Supreme Court Chief Justice Earl Warren appoints Allen Dulles to investigate the assassination; the same man that Kennedy had relieved of his duties as Chief of the CIA in the fall of 1961.
Call it the fox guarding the hen-house.

Then there is the fact that not one expert could duplicate the supposed shooting that Oswald did from the sixth floor of the book depository and why didn't Oswald shoot Kennedy when he was coming up Houston? That would've been the easiest shot for a single shooter from the book depository window?
Why didn't RFK prosecute a case as Attorney General? Did he not want him and his brother’s affair with Marilyn Monroe to go public and chose instead to save his wife and the country the embarrassment? Did he know that he would then be the next target? Unfortunately he wouldn't have to wait but 5 more years to find out by the gun of Sirhan Sirhan.
Two brothers, both assassinated. Just bad luck?
The powers that be would not be disturbed, no matter what.
I can see you rolling your eyes; Scharber, maybe all “these books have gotten into your mind!!!”
As Kevin Costner's character Jim Garrison retorts to his wife, brilliantly played by Sissy Spacek,“God damn it Liz, I've been sleeping for three years.”
Maybe we've all been sleeping for the past 50?
We all know were highly-caffeinated.




Oliver Stone’s masterpiece captures some of the best acting performances of the many assembled and talented professionals. It is lead actor Kevin Costner’s second best performance to his Oscar winning portrayal in Dances with Wolves; Ed Asner has never been creepier, Gary Oldman once again does his chameleonic best as Lee Harvey Oswald and then there is Jack Lemmon, Sissy Spacek, Joe Pesci who since Goodfellas, was never better. The list goes on to include Walter Matthau, John Candy’s best performance since Planes, Trains & Automobiles, Kevin Bacon, Tommy Lee Jones, career supporting actor Michael Rooker and the always brilliant Donald Sutherland who was an original “deep throat” who in the film went by the name of “X.” Why would all of these talented individuals sign on to do a film if it were not an excellent script, an excellent story with a chance to work with a director at the height of his creative genius? The film had to be made and the film has to be seen. As an American who values the freedoms we hold so dear, each one of us owes it to our fallen leaders to watch, listen and learn; only then can you decide if things have changed for the worse or for the better. It’s up to you.





Thank you for your time and consideration. Ladies and gentlemen, I appreciate all of your interest and would like to communicate that there will be a 3-4 month hiatus of the Global Outrage of an Educated Man that will allow the editor to focus solely on continuing and finishing writing the rough draft of his 1st novel GIDDEOM. It will also give Theona Donther and Thelonius Ronscpiacy some much needed vacation time. Happy Holidays and as always, spread the Truth. Spread the Outrage. 




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