Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the sunny, cool, calm, seasonal island of Nantucket! Great to be with you and yours on this nice Monday morning–the Seventh Day of March–down on the docks’ of Historic Hyannis Harbor, awaiting Spring with the rest of the crew on this little sand bar created 11,500 years ago by “The Last Great Ice Age”…
WE are the crew, in a boat that looks like it may have been sabotaged. Ya think? Lo, dark is a foot. Make no mistake about it folks, keeping in mind that those who offer shiny “solutions” to “problems” (created by design out of an insane reaction), may, or may not, be your “friends” ‘at the end of the day’…
But tell that not to the masses jammed into the various cattle call venues blasting satanic music; unholy gatherings that host the many candidates running for the ‘highest office in the land’; a term that once meant something, say, in the early 1960’s, but now only represents the stringed puppet entity “it” has become.
Puppet shows are fun. Indeed. If one has ever ventured across the pond called the Atlantic, there is a good chance you may have stumbled upon a real live puppet show in progress, say in Paris, France. If you look closely at Arnold Schwarzenegger’s arms flaying about at recent “John Kasich for President” rally somewhere in the great state of Ohio this past weekend, one would clearly SEA those spider thin ropes that move/manipulate all of Arnold’s motions; from the lips, to those massive, muscle bound arms, to the voice that booms out these words, echoing the sentiment of an illuminate machine that is running scared ‘at this juncture’… For not all will go to plan. Plan on that!
If you want to make GOD laugh tell him your plans.
“Oh, yaah, OK, I’m awake, where the hell am I Maria? Jesus, Ohio? That’s right, I’m still from Austria and “I’m back”, just like I said, thank you, thank you! You are all so wonderful. Yeah, I hear you and it’s all very easy for you Mr. Writer man, you don’t live with Maria! I was going to give a speech but I have something to get off my giant, massive chest… I’ve gone from ‘The Terminator’, willing fear into men’s eyes as “I” ruled Kal E for neaah with an iron fist, a stolen recall election win over that girly man, a good man, Gray Davis, back in that sweet, sweet year of 2003. October 7th if this God’s gift to women memory serves, good times. Now, I have been reduced to a punch line, “I’ll be back!”, lending my ‘time’ left on this miserable planet to be an opening act, a pathetic spokesman pitching a good man who won’t get a second look because the American people are so dumb ed down with all the fluoride, propaganda/whore/corporate mass media horse hockey…, yaah, so fat, drunk and stupid they would probably vote in a mop just to get the negative Ads off the altered “TV” hypnotic delivery system so they can just relax and watch some more “Wheel of Fortune”. “At the end of the day, I don’t really care. I will be so far below ground drinking daiquiris I will be numb to the stuff ‘they’ don’t want ‘me’ to tell you idiots listening to this wonderful, inspiring speech about nothing in particular. Too medicated on chemicals to wake up to what is really going on…”
Give it up for the former governor of the great state of California folks, “The Terminator” himself, Arnold Schwarzenegger! What an honor! A man in bed with “company” like the dead and buried corporate whore named Enron since the days of his indoctrination!
Have a nice week ahead everybody! Please remember the “Handmaid’s Tale’, and the words in Latin, “Illegitimi non carborundum”
translation: ‘don’t let the bastards grind you down’
grinding: a slow, abrasive, intentional, calculated process…
PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M