Sunday, November 30, 2008

The Fall of the House of Nariman.

“During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view ...”

It would take someone like Edgar Allen Poe to articulate the sorrow that I feel each time I see one more element fall into place as Israel and her psychopathic servants seek to seal the world up in a darkness not unlike that discovered in “The Cask of Amontillado” or the grey introductory lines of “The Fall of the House of Usher” given above.

Am I premature in assuming that, once again, Israel was deep in the fell doings of one more outrage against the human estate? It seems not and ‘seems’ is the problem. It doesn’t matter how clearly something seems to be, because it seems that few are going to hear about it.

All over the media today, you hear about how Christ-like (something is wrong with this sentence) the rabbi and his wife were. It ‘seems’ as if their deaths were more profound than all other deaths put together; the loss more significant. You don’t have to take my word for it, just take a look at the main stream news.

For a more comprehensive look at strange and unusual connections concerning Nariman House, you have only to head over to and there you will see all sorts of articles about activities taking place at Nariman House in the run up to the attacks. You can do this on your own. I don’t feel like linking anything today. I don’t even feel like writing this.

It doesn’t take a Magellan to map out the direction of aggression eastward, through Afghanistan, to Pakistan, to India. “All aboard the death train... Pakistan, India, Bangladesh, Bhutan, China, Korea and Japan... all aboard!” Well... who knows, maybe the long term point is to hit California and sweep up the surfers and send them to Gitmo. It couldn’t be more absurd than it is. It couldn’t be more pointless. It couldn’t make less sense from a human perspective.

Somebody... and we have a good, a very good idea of who those somebody’s are... wants India’s help in a John Cage/Richard Wagner version of The Nutcracker Suite. The nuts in the cracker would be the Pakistani’s. The I.S.I., or Pakistani Intelligence, if you prefer are the long time ‘life partners’ of the C.I.A. in the same way Siegfried and Roy are, including the tigers in bed. They’re the same people who were neck deep in 9/11 so it stands to reason they’d get together for another reunion tour. Except, this is one of those things where one friend sets up the other because those are the kinds of friends you have in that business.

I don’t know the details. I just know that the same vicious lunatics are behind it. You’ll have to read what other people are saying at the link I gave you and you can extrapolate as you wish. As time goes on more and more is going to come to light and in this case, I would say that more is going to surface than ever before.

I run scenarios through my head about how someone as undesirable as Israel is can carry out the sort of things they carry out, day after day and year after year. Yes, I know they have a stranglehold on world banking and the media but it has to be more. I wonder if they have secreted nukes in countries around the world. I wonder if they have sent their agents to ‘have a little chat’ with the leaders of every country the way Hassan-I-Sabah used to have agents in place in every court in the world. I wonder if they have some kind of space weapon or if the reverse Kabala that they employ has given them monsters that make offers that you can’t refuse.

I look at the crushing reality of Gaza and all of Palestine as it shrinks like cellophane in a fire and I see the evidence of Israeli criminals operating porn and drug empires, not to mention human trafficking, money laundering and whatever there is to squeeze one more bloody nickel from. The truth of the matter is that Israel is the nastiest piece of work that this world has seen since Tamerlane used to make walls out of living human beings just to hear them scream or whenever it was that Vlad the Impaler was at work. It’s no surprise that most of the present residents of Israel are out of the same bloodline.

Yet the world lets them get away with it. So something is going on that we can’t see. Nobody anywhere talks about it but something is going on below the sight line and whatever it is, its bad news.

It doesn’t seem to matter where the trouble is; somehow you find an Israeli interest at work. Along with their enablers we see a vast criminal empire looting at will and crushing the human spirit in the bargain.

What’s this thing in Mumbai about? I think it’s two things. The first thing is obvious. Someone wants Pakistan and India at each others throats for the purpose of subduing Pakistan and India after that. Someone wants to energize the right wing in India and turn the mind of the Indian people to thoughts of a greater police presence in the hope of a more uniform security. It’s more complex than this and, of course, the money and power thing is always there. The other thing is...

A lot of time has gone by since 9/11 without any real terrorism to talk about and, except for 9/11, the terrorism has always been small potatoes or not terrorism at all but just people who aren’t inclined to bend over for the invaders, as is the case in Afghanistan and Iraq. So... what they needed was a systematic and very well organized event to show the world that, “Yes, there are some serious terrorists out there and if they can do this, then just imagine what they can do later if we don’t stop them. The point was to show that quite possibly this sort of organized mayhem could be brewing anywhere and we have all got to join together to stop it and then, after that, we are going to have to lock up just about everyone, except for the ones we kill, because you just never know who’s doing what. You might be a terrorist. You just don’t know it yet but... you’ll have to take our word for it.”

Now if... by some wild fluke, I am wrong about Israel having something to do with Mumbai well... gee... everybody makes mistakes but... once again... once again... there they are in one more confused circumstance with suspicious comings and goings of suspicious people; indications that actual ‘terrorists’ were staying there, large food orders, missing residents and police testimony that they were fighting white guys and assorted things that you can read about at that place I sent you in the beginning of whatever the hell this is.

Expect more. All the things we’ve talked about these last few years are in the process now. The timing with the new American president and the ‘possible’ sayonara, bloody handkerchief, waving from the dictator in chief on his way out the door are all triggers for what’s been on the drawing board for a long time.

I’m this close to walking through the trees in my yard at night and calling out to the space people to please, please come down now and kick these murdering scums in the ass. Maybe I’m already doing that. This doesn’t have to be happening but it is. It is happening and it shouldn’t be.

Visible sings: Songwriter by Les Visible♫ Gone Baby Gone ♫
'Gone Baby Gone' is track no. 6 of 10 on Visible's 2006 album 'Songwriter'
Lyrics (pops up)

Songwriter by Les Visible

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Thanksgiving Dinner with Baron Samedi and Al Qaeda in Wonderland.

Well, it didn’t take long for Mumbai to get the Al Qaeda fingerprint. Never mind that there is no Al Qaeda, Al Qaeda must have done it. You are all familiar with Al Qaeda. Like The Scarlet Pimpernel, “they seek him here, they seek him there.” But they can’t find him anywhere.

It is a matter of great amazement to me that this Al Qaeda can be anywhere in the world, any time it wants to be and that it can strike at will under the orders of the Baron Samedi redux, Bin Laden, who routinely issues his commands from somewhere under the ground or the world beyond.

There’s never been a more amazing organization than Al Qaeda. They managed to get through ICTS, Israeli security at three U.S. airports and hijack four planes. Then they took two planes and crashed into two buildings in New York City. They did this while flying with a precision that few trained pilots could have achieved, without ever having flown such planes before. Then they managed to level three buildings at the speed of freefall where not even one similar building ever fell before though they burned hotter and longer. They didn’t even need a plane to level one of the buildings. That’s probably another Baron Samedi element and explains all the feathers and chicken blood that covered the streets of NYC in the aftermath.

They’re a talented lot, this Al Qaeda, not only did they knock down three buildings with two planes and cover the city with asbestos flavored, chicken blood and feathers but Mohammed Atta tossed his passport out of the plane in some sort of over the shoulder arabesque, as if Isadora Duncan and Amelia Earhart had merged in a Baron Samedi mind-meld with Bin Laden who was controlling the whole thing via remote viewing from a UFO equipped, space cave in Afghanistan and the passport tumbled through the flames and the smoke and glided like a miniature magic carpet right in front of the feet of a NYC policeman.

Then they slipped right past ICTS, Israeli security again in The Madrid Train station and then slipped past ICTS, Israeli security one more time at the London Tube, right under the nose of Netan-yahoo who was in the hotel above. It has to be magic, there’s no other explanation. It’s not Bin Laden that you’re after, it’s Baron Samedi. It’s not Al Qaeda that you’re looking for; it’s the Scarlet Pimpernel and The Seven Dwarfs.

I’m not going to play with rumors concerning who was behind the Mumbai bombing in 2006. I don’t need rumors when I’ve got real life, science fiction and space invaders from the fifth dimension.

What’s most impressive is how the only Al Qaeda cell ever uncovered managed to replace themselves with Mossad agents moments before they were captured. It’s no wonder that Al Qaeda can be everywhere all of the time. It’s no wonder that they can never be apprehended because they’ve got Baron Samedi as The Tonight Show host with the UFO orchestra and special guests; The Comte De St. Germaine, Apollonius of Tyana and The Wizard of Oz.

There won’t be a home in America today that will not have Al Qaeda sitting there. You won’t see them because they have the power of invisibility but they will be there. Bin Laden will be under the table tickling the children’s feet.

Yes, they’re a canny lot. It seems like there isn’t anything they can’t do. Recent news reports have stated that it’s actually Al Qaeda who is starving the people of Gaza. They shut off the power in Gaza. They made all the medicine disappear. They caused the sewage to overflow into the streets and the latest report is that the Cholera germs are actually tiny Al Qaeda soldiers. It’s also Al Qaeda who turned all the Chinese firecrackers into super rockets and launched them with deft precision into empty lots all over Siderot. As a result Al Qaeda now has a three picture deal and a major book tour out of Al Qaeda controlled Hollywood.

Bin Laden’s going to go public again too. After a long period of time sunning himself on The French Riviera, with the occasional commute to his Xanadu in Pakistan, for a little skiing and snowboarding, he’s contemplating a tour of crowded urban centers somewhere near you. The Alien Grays have outfitted him with a magic coat of many colors and he’s going to be launching dirty bombs with mean guitar licks and hair conditioner, liquid explosives on various airliners all while exposing himself to Catholic high school girls in Flushing, Queens. He was last seen on the roof of Lum’s Chinese Restaurant on Northern Blvd. What a guy!

The global financial meltdown which has only just begun? You got it. Bin Laden is doing that with his Al Qaeda bankers and accountants. The genocide in Western Papua? That’s our boy once again. Bin Laden Samedi and the Magical Mystery Al Qaeda are behind everything, everywhere, all the time and they are accomplishing all of it while being dead, on the one hand ...and non existent on the other. It’s as if John Paul Sartre and Steven Hawkings got together with Boddhidarma and MC Hammer for some all galactic version of, “You Can’t Touch This.”

The space time continuum? No problem. Weave-warping the fabric of reality? No problem. Being everywhere you want to be and nowhere that you don’t, while vanishing the minute that security shows up? No problem. Rising from the dead like you’re rising from bed? No problem. Driving a 747 through a sixteen foot hole and leaving no plane parts? No problem. No problem. No problem.

Go back to sleep, little sheep. On this Thanksgiving, I want you to think about what you want for this year's abondanza Christmas. I want you to think about how really close you are to sleeping on a flattened cardboard box outside a boarded up storefront. Go right ahead and pack that extra portion of potatoes and gravy into the bottomless pit of your appetite and add another layer of fat to the denial protection system that has you believing things that cannot possibly be true.

It’s going to get much worse. It is going to continue to get worse as you continue to believe what cannot be true. As long as you pull the comforter of delusion over your head the nightmares are going to get worse. They breed in that environment. They like it there.

When it is time to wake up and you do not wake up, then the means applied to wake you up are going to intensify and intensify until you do wake up. Your real enemies are the people who are pointing your attention in the direction of an imaginary enemy. Your primary, real enemy is your ignorance and obstinacy. Your secondary enemy is the one manipulating both for their profit and entertainment.

You need to realize that what is victimizing you is not just doing it to keep you in fear and to bleed you dry. These agencies and entities enjoy the spectacle of what they are putting you through. When you suffer and place the blame on something that never existed or is long dead, they laugh. You amuse the hell out of them. You had better wake up.

Visible and The Critical List: La Vierge Sperme Danceur by Les Visible and The Critical List♫ The Clicking Mandibles ♫
'The Clicking Mandibles' is track no. 4 of 8 on Visible and The Critical List's 1987 album
'La Vierge Sperme Danceur'

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La Vierge Sperme Danceur by Les Visible and The Critical List

Monday, November 24, 2008

The Budget Economy and Deluxury Package Deals.

If your news is coming from the main stream media you aren’t getting the news. What you are getting is what I call ‘the package deal’. The Package Deal is like one of those Kentucky Fried Chicken family specials. It’s like one of those all inclusive Las Vegas tours or the ‘can’t be beat’, Six Nights and Seven Days stays at a Turkish beach resort. You find these things everywhere... like the Holy Land tours arranged by Christian travel agencies where you get your propaganda pack handed to you as you step off the plane and where you are delivered into the hands of the people who explain everything you need to know about good guys and bad guys ...and people stick prayers in wall-cracks.

The Package Deal is available on a lot of levels besides the information highway with the walls on both sides so that it’s impossible to see the surrounding landscape or get any idea of what you are passing through on your way to wherever you are being herded. You can get a Whole Life Package Deal that includes a couple of parents and a sibling or three; an education, a career, a spouse along with various guaranteed events that include a selection of demises and a funeral to fit the status of your package deal. There are different plans from budget economy to Deluxury all exclusive or inclusive depending on how you want the wording worked to reflect the value and importance of your special status. With the Whole Life Package deal you are also only exposed to the particular information, people and situations that make up the nuts and bolts of your package deal.

Wherever you go you see a number of different package deals, unless your package deal prohibits your seeing certain package deals except from a great distance or as something reported on by the main stream media. And, of course, certain package deals guarantee that you won’t have to see or encounter other package deals. It’s fixed from the bottom to the top for the convenience of all, sort of like, “everyone’s a winner.”

The people in certain package deals can be forgiven for not knowing what’s going on with the other deals but the jury is out on whether they can be forgiven for selecting the package deal that closed off that information.

They check your package deal at border crossings and banks. They check it at the airport and railway customs booths and they check it at the restaurants and shops; the single’s bars and the prisons and universities. They check it when you check in and when you check out and they either talk about you or don’t talk about you. They listen to you or they don’t listen to you and it all depends on the deal you got and there are no substitutions.

These conditions exist as long as there are countries and cultures to support the fencing structures and life theme parks where the consistency and pecking orders are maintained for as long as there are countries and cultures to support them.

For some reason, there’s a joker in the deck; two jokers, three jokers; that part isn’t clear but then... that’s the nature of jokers isn’t it? So you get wars and revolutions which are sometimes included with the package deals and sometimes they aren’t. You also get things like 2012. We don’t know what that’s like because we haven’t been there before as far as we know.

If you read a good portion of what’s at that site you’re going to come into contact with some really inexplicable things that seem to have some amount of hard science connected to them but these sciences are a little dodgy for the scientists that arrange the schematics for the various package deals. It’s what makes the ‘shit happens’ thing into a Zen unpredictable. You get all these unpredictable’s that can’t be understood or analyzed because of the limitations of the package deals. Certain sciences were thrown into disrepute because... well, it's like the marijuana versus alcohol situation. Alcohol is a serious poison that kills more people in one year than marijuana has since the dawn of time but alcohol fits with the package deals so much better than marijuana which has a tendency to make people question the very idea of package deals to begin with.

Because some sciences lack a complete material focus they are not legitimate. It’s like saying one should never rely on their intuition because reason is superior in every respect. But then you find that reason is a variable because it operates differently according to the package deals.

Are you confused yet? I am... sort of. I guess what I’m trying to understand is, what is someone like me supposed to do in a world full of cradle to the grave, running on rails package deals? Somehow I didn’t get a package deal unless that is also a package deal. There must be other people like me out there. What I hear is that people like me, or you, if you’re like me are supposed to run into some real opportunity around 2012 if we want to... if we don’t fall asleep or make some kind of arrangement with the people who don’t want that sort of thing, whatever it is, to happen to anyone.

The way I see it, there are a whole lot of package deals that are in a whole lot of trouble but the thing with the package deals is that part of the deal is to not tell you about it. There are a number of looming catastrophes that when factored in together have the making of a perfect storm. When you consider the Zio-con and Neo-con madmen who are working out the details to bomb Iran and when you consider that the repercussions from this are going to be much, much greater than Iraq and Afghanistan put together and you add this to the derivatives nightmare and then you throw in certain problems connected to food and fuel supplies and you multiply that by the collective ignorance of all the people living inside of package deals and then add in the resulting confusion well... you do the math.

So... though we don’t know what’s going to happen in 2012 we can be fairly sure of what might happen from here to there. Okay... all the people with their package deals have their destiny sewn into the fabric of the curtains that are shutting out the light of reality so they’ll be getting whatever was promised when they agreed not to inquire into or pay attention to things outside the parameters of their package deal but for the rest of us without a package deal (unless that is a package deal) we probably need to pay even more attention than we have been to signs and omens and the entrails of birds and... whatever knucklebones we’ve been using to tell us what the knuckleheads are up to.

Sometimes it’s better for me to step back a little from the usual Jeremiads about the relentless harm being perpetrated by the people with the Deluxury all exclusive package deals and talk about where this is all headed in a general and predictable way. It should be obvious to even a casual observer that some very bad people are working in a tireless fashion to create Hell on Earth.

So... people... I know you’ve got these package deals and maybe your deal and most of the deals, except for the Deluxury deals, has some kind of codicil that makes it okay for these people to unscrew your heads and dance on the wires but... the way it looks, it looks like maybe they intend to wrap those wires around your neck once they’re done dancing and were I you I would start thinking about that now because it goes against common sense and reason to imagine that the people who are stinking up the joint have any intention of changing their diet. It could be the reason that it smells so bad it that what they are eating is you.

There are some mystifying things afoot that seem to indicate that hope and change are not in the windshield but rather in the rear view mirror. Of course, that might just be another feature of your package deal where what will be turns into what was and you still can’t tell what it is.

Visible sings: I Love You by Les Visible♫ I Love You ♫
Lyrics (pops up)

Friday, November 21, 2008

George W. Bush, Grade A. USDA-Prime Sonofabitch.

How do you reek and fester? Let me count the ways. You reek and fester beyond the heights and depths of the ordinary imaginations of your hypnotized Schmoos. You’re unforgettable, Georgie-Boy. Even among your kind, you are one of a kind. It would not surprise me if you took a dump in the center of the Oval Office on the day you depart into ignominy and the slow increasing thunder of the relentless, footfalls of dread, which will accompany your every remaining breath. You are the poster boy of “What’s wrong with this Picture?”

Your final efforts in the office, which you were installed in but never won, are speaking volumes to your arrogant nature which, were it breakfast cereal would make you the General Mills of all time. Whether it is a genuine love of the environment, performing domestic terror attacks or the financial enslavement of your fellows, by making trillions disappear into the pockets of the jackals you set loose upon the economy, you’ve been a busy little enabler.

It appears that you will not be leaving to the sound of brass bands; tear-stained eyes and waving handkerchiefs, congratulatory applause or cries of, “George, we hardly knew ye.” We knew you all too well George.

What more can you do besides what you are doing and have done? If you were to shoot the White House dog in the head during a press conference in The Rose Garden it would come as a shock to no one but the dog. You and the first Stepford Wife, sail on a river of darkness where even Mistah Kurtz would not go.

You could not have accomplished this without a great deal of help. You are the most famous and incompetent under achiever of all time. You are truly the ‘turtle on a fencepost’ as your predecessor said. Somehow you opened forbidden doors and welcomed ancient evils into the living room of the world. Death and destruction and all of their associates have been kissed on each cheek and urged to “party down” at your house and... party down they did.

I know you’re not done yet. That makes these final days, high tension indeed. Few people realize the basic nature of a psychopath. It is too foreign to their experience and what they understand. They cannot look into the abyss of your being. You’re the clown prince of Hell, George. You and Dick and your “Laurel and Hardy go to Armageddon” act will stand as one of the ugliest episodes your country has ever seen. There’s never been a shortage of scoundrels on the landscape. It’s the nature of capitalism to attract the biggest alligator pigs on the planet.

One can point to the destruction of the Native Americans, or to slavery. One can point to many things and say they were very wrong. One can also say “that was then and this is now.” We should have learned. But we haven’t learned anything at all. We haven’t changed and you showed us that. You showed the whole world that civilization hasn’t gone anywhere at all. You plunged the whole world into a purgatory of waiting for the next shoe to drop. You took the hopes and dreams of millions and you buggered them silly on national TV and then you backed away and gestured to the next guy waiting on deck.

You made your country a thing of fear and contempt and it went on and on and on. It still goes on and no one in the towns and cities knows what the next day will bring. Yes, Dick is even worse than you but can you really compare these things? We can say that you are the face of evil and that Dick was the machinery, ...along with the faceless ones who pulled the strings behind the curtain.

And there’s no shame. You’ve looted and pillaged at will. You’ve burned and plundered. You have raped and dismembered. You have tortured and tormented and you laugh. You laugh. You didn’t do it for the money. All of you had more money than you could ever spend. You did it for sport. You did it because evil makes you hard.

Well Georgie-Boy, there’s a place waiting for you and Dick and the crew. You’re all going there, you and your Madame Defarge, Condolezza and all the helpful little goblins around the world who joined together and did the mischief and spread the lies.

Something has happened in this last decade. Even though every effort was made to define the meaning and provide the justification for events, the world has come to see who is behind the horrors of our time. Day by day, the news has leaked out to the far corners of the world. The genocide in Gaza has an author and the excuses no longer hold water. The mass murder in the Middle East has an author and the names have been published and the lies have been unmasked. You may still rule the presses and the police but the people know. The people know. A fire and a force is growing in the hearts of the people in every land and judgment is coming, George. I suspect you will not spend your final hours watching the sun go down over Crawford, though the sun will surely go down until you are in darkness absolute; you and Dick and the crew.

I don’t know much George but I do know a few things. You could say that a little birdie whispered in my ear. Bad shit is finally going to happen to bad people. I’m not going to talk about that. It might smack of science fiction and it’s not germane to the points and intentions of this post. But I will tell you that judgment is coming. Judgment is coming right in the middle of things, wherever things may be.

I know that there are shameless whores who are going to be hard pressed to come up with somber and moving words that will tell how you did the best that you could. They will speak of the immense trials that you faced. They will query if any other man could have done better. They will speak about the awesome specter of terror that lives next door to everyone and shops in the mall with a suicide belt under the mufti. But the world knows that the terrorist is you. The world knows that you and Dick and the Zio-Cons and other slithering psychopaths did the whole thing. You’re going to get hung out to dry George. History is going to kick you in the nuts but it’s not history you have to worry about.

I know about the hot breath on the nape of the neck, George. I know about the ring of fire that you see in your dreams. I know about the chilling fear that loosens your bowels and which you carry with you everywhere you go. I know about the inevitable closing of the distance. Each minute is one less minute to wait. Do you find your eyes moving more and more to the clock on the wall? You’re like the men on Death Row. Time is not your friend.

George, you are some Grade A. USDA-Prime Sonofabitch. You’re an odious, stinking mass of hyena shit. You and Dick and the crew are going to take a little walk but it won’t be with Virgil and you won’t be coming back.

I just wanted to take the time to say a few things to you, although I don’t know if you plan on leaving. It makes a body wonder why you removed all those constitutional safeguards if you didn’t intend to make use of the freedom. As I like to say, “We’ll see.”

In any case, I just wanted to say my piece and let you know what I think of you. I hope that thousands like me will join in and do the same. I’d like to see the whole world get together on the hour of your departure and cheer and blow raspberries and pelt you with anything at hand.

You’ve been a very bad boy George and sooner or later you’re going to hear a very special voice asking you, “Who’s your daddy?” For you and Dick and the Crew Internationale... “Non bon voyage.”

Visible sings: 911 was an Inside Job by Les Visible♫ Oh Kenny Boy ♫
'Oh Kenny Boy' is track no. 4 of 10 on Visible's 2002 album
'911 was an Inside Job'

Lyrics (pops up)

911 was an Inside Job by Les Visible

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Gaza and the Psychopaths.

It has got to be said and I am going to say it as simply and clearly as I can. I’m not going to put a lot of links up. If you want information then just go to the sidebar and click on one of the news sites. There’s plenty in our alternative news about it... most especially at What Really Happened in the last few days.

What I am going to say, I am going to say because it needs to be said and I need to say it. What I am going to say is true. What you read in the mass media is a lie. All of the complex argument that is used to mask and justify the torment and genocide being practiced by Israel upon the Palestinians is for the purpose of confusion. I hope to dispel some of that confusion today. I may explain a few things but, for the most part, I’m just going to state them. It’s up to you to study and consider if what I say is true.

The first thing you need to look at is the shrinking map of Palestine. Take a good look. This is the motive for everything happening there. There are no other arguments that are not lies manufactured by the oppressors to justify their hegemony. This is the compelling argument. This is the damning prima facie evidence. This is what is.

You are told that Hamas is a terrorist organization. At the worst they are freedom fighters. They are also the legally elected representatives of the Palestinian people who were rounded up en mass, shortly after they were elected ...and then thrown into Israeli prisons where many of them remain today; political leaders, academics, professionals in various fields. Why were they swept up and imprisoned? Right.

You are told that Israel has to take punitive measures. This is because Israel routinely invades Palestine and kills some number of people labeled as terrorists who also happen to include a large percentage of women and children too. Afterwards some toy rockets land in empty lots. Sometimes they explode and sometimes they don’t and then more Palestinians are killed. There’s a lot of evidence that suggests that Israel is behind these toy rocket attacks. History shows that no other nation in the world has more false flag attacks to their credit as does Israel. Even if there are actual Palestinians firing off these rockets, THEY HAVE EVERY RIGHT TO DO SO. They are being occupied, thrown off their land, squeezed into ghettos, starved and denied medical attention and much more.

You have been told that Hezbollah is a terrorist organization. Hezbollah came about because of the Israeli occupation of Lebanon a few decades ago... give or take. A study of what Israel did in Lebanon at that time would prove informative. Recently Israel claimed that some of her soldiers were kidnapped out of Israel. They were captured while sneaking around on Lebanese soil. One might also consider the serendipity of Israeli forces grouped at the border and primed for assault PRIOR TO the alleged kidnapping. Israel wants Lebanon’s Litani River water. So Israel attacked Lebanon and killed a lot of women and children again, not forgetting to bomb a yogurt factory which had been threatening Israel’s yogurt interests and not forgetting to dump a million cluster bombs on the landscape AFTER peace had been declared.

Israeli black ops killed Hariri... not the Syrians.

You have been told that Israel fought two major wars because they were attacked by their neighbors. The truth is the opposite. Israel fomented those wars for the purpose of gain. In the first war, Israel attacked an American intelligence ship and sought to blame it on someone else. The preceding article should prove informative.

The argument is put forth that Israel was founded as a safe haven for history’s biggest victims. Circumstances show that Israel is also presently the head of the world’s biggest victim industry. It is the greatest irony that the world has ever known that the public relations wizards who sold the world the biggest lies ever perpetrated are now engaged in wiping out an entire people, inch by inch and day by day in front of the whole world while one portion of the world screeches like ravenous crows for a fantasy Jesus and his Disneyland Rapture and the other portion masturbates over images of photo-shopped blowup dolls as both of these groups swallow lies that would choke a whale.

The Jesus Christ with which I am familiar would have nothing to do with a great portion of those purporting to follow him and I have yet to get the sexual attraction of these images that look like they were blown up with a bicycle pump. The nipples seem to have a double purpose. The world wallows like rapacious swine in a landscape of plastic fantasies while torture and murder continue by the hour. Every one of the present conflicts was engineered by Israel; including the Georgian attack on South Ossetia, Afghanistan, Iraq and possibly ‘soon to be’ Iran. They are all on fire because Israel engineered it. That’s that. That’s how it is.

It could be said that this is a nation of psychopaths who operate in tandem with psychopaths of other nations, creeds and colors. I suggest that it’s also a cabal of black magicians; conscious Satanists who do what they do, not just for spoils but for sport as well. They do it because they can and they do it in front of you because it pleases them. I tend to believe that there may well be some diabolical ley line which crosses through this so called Israel. It could be that there are secret chambers below the ground where they practice arcane rites that draw power from something out of one of H.P. Lovecraft’s tales. There’s some reason for the location and it isn’t Biblical.

The bottom line is that Israel is a Murder Incorporated Killing for Profit and Sport Corporation. In what other ‘civilized’ nation on Earth do the police and military stand by and watch and protect insane settlers who beat people to death and throw them off of rooftops? In what other ‘civilized’ nation on Earth can groups of people arm themselves and cross borders for the purpose of injuring the citizens of another country? In what other ‘civilized’ nation on Earth do soldiers shoot pre-pubescent children for amusement and then empty their clips into their bodies? In what other ‘civilized’ country on Earth do snipers shoot little girls on rooftops who are gathering their laundry? In what other ‘civilized’ nation on Earth do bulldozer operators deliberately crush people standing in their way and then laugh about it and long for more opportunity?

What other terror nation is allowed to operate with such impunity while they routinely kill and torture without end? There’s something going on behind the scenes; under the ground, in hidden laboratories or red and black draped dungeons that is not apparent to the eye. There’s some kind of evil magic afoot that has the world in its thrall. Some of us are immune but I couldn’t say why. It may be that it is some combination of self-interest, cowardice, coercion and delusion that keeps the world indifferent and culpable in the suffering of others. It could be some sinister magic as well. Something permits the impermissible.

Regardless of cause and means of continuance let me say this; for myself, for other souls of conscience and for the people of Palestine... I accuse you, Israel, of mass murder, systematic torment, genocide, thefts of land, money and possessions, murder of children, murder for sport, lies without count, evil and devious machinations, the destruction of nations in the pursuit of personal gain, the manipulation of world economies and ongoing criminal activity of all sorts, the attacks on The World Trade Center and other American landmarks, treachery beyond imagination and the cold blooded intention of world domination through threat and deception. You are an abomination and you will not endure. Your day will come and justice will be done and that day grows closer with each passing hour.

Visible sings: The eponymous Les Visible Music Album♫ My Pickup Truck got Pregnant ♫
'My Pickup Truck got Pregnant' is track no. 1 of 10 on Visible's eponymous
'Les Visible' Music Album

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The eponymous Les Visible Music Album

Saturday, November 15, 2008

The United Nations of New Jersusalem and The Empire of Zog.

It’s been two years now since the attacks in Houston and Seattle. Then, a month later, Denver was gone as well. Even I found it hard to get my head around what happened. As for the American people, well, they couldn’t process it at all; Muslims rounded up and necklaced with tires on city and suburban streets... burning in the dark nights of the American outrage. All it took was to tell them that Iran was behind it and then Iran was gone too. There isn’t much news out of what’s left of the Middle East these days. No one knows what’s going on there.

In the early days there was some pretty fierce resistance but it didn’t come to much. Executive order 525 put an end to most of it after it became law to kill the entire families and all known associates of anyone caught fighting back. Then came Bloggernacht and the public executions of anyone convicted of terror-speech. The arrival of the IDF and its merger with Blackwater and the New American Army put ‘shoot to kill’ storm troopers on every street corner. The bounty paid to children for informing on their parents, with food and fuel so scarce, was a crackerjack idea. No one knows what happened to those informed on. They just disappeared.

The assassination of President Obama and the vice president, during their sit-down in Cyprus with Amadinejad, well, that was just icing on the cake. No one much questioned Nancy Pelosi’s stepping down in favor of Rahm Emanuel. It all seemed like a perfectly natural progression. Congress passed the necessary laws and The Supreme Court did what they had to do. Seeing it on the news it made perfect sense the way it was explained. Most of America just bowed their heads and thanked their lucky stars that they were allowed to live on their knees instead of being machine-gunned on their feet. Not too many people were wearing boots anyway. Boots and balls were about as prominent as passenger vehicles on the highways.

I remember when Bennie Netanyahoo arrived for the big reception and state dinner three months into President Rahm’s term. I guess ‘term’ isn’t the right word since it was left pretty open ended after the investiture. Hearing Netanyahoo speak and then listening to the way the newscasters and opinion makers framed it, it seemed reasonable that everyone who wasn’t a Zionist or an Israeli should have to dress according to their particular creeds and affiliations. You got used to seeing Christians with those big yellow crosses stitched across their chests. I’m sure they were glad just to still have Jesus, even if Jesus wasn’t God any more but only the bastard son of a whore who was born in excrement as The Holy Talmud explains it.

It was much, much worse for the Muslims. They were pretty much all shipped off to the Middle East to work on The Great Wall of Israel that is going to encircle all of the land from the Nile to the Euphrates. A lot of them were killed by the Israel/American Defense Force or by mobs.

A number of European countries followed the lead of the U.K. and publicly acknowledged that it was world destiny that Israel should rule the Unified Nations of the New Jerusalem. Still... a lot of countries held out and are continuing to, despite the daily terror attacks that are being blamed on anyone who is standing in the way of world unification. By this time though, everyone who is holding out knows who is responsible and there are places that the terror squads don’t go even in the day time. Most of the problem is with the sympathetic police and military personnel who operate as spies and saboteurs within the ranks of the armies of resistance. Thank god for Putin and Russia and also for the eastern half of New China and various parts of India and Pakistan.

I moved to Russia with my family and some friends soon after Houston and Seattle blew up. The writing on the wall was clear to me, as clear as it was on the day I heard candidate Bush speak for the first time and resolved that I would leave the United States. I don’t know what happened to the part of Italy where I used to live, maybe nothing. I just don’t know.

For some reason, there haven’t been any major nuclear attacks since the shit hit the fan after Denver went. Israel got toasted a lot worse than they expected by Iran and Syria. It made sense that any Israeli, or anyone claiming to be, was given instant American citizenship and then installed into official government positions to secure the Homeland. The way it was explained was that no one could do it better and since that time it’s become apparent to the American people that Israel is a superior nation/race and that things work a lot better for everyone when cooperation is forthcoming.

Somehow news still finds its way around through a patched together internet that often operates on the run. It’s an automatic death sentence in the occupied countries to have a computer or internet connectivity unless it’s government sanctioned.

It was a smart idea on the part of the Israeli government to confer Zionist status on the willing. Not everyone was allowed but anyone who was wealthy and white; who had a reputation as a former sympathizer, anyone who had helped in the transition or given testimony that led to the execution of important enemies, or had generally been useful or loyal and who had value was allowed to wear the coveted ZOG patch on their right shoulder. This brought perks that are undreamed of in these days by the ordinary citizen who’s lucky if they get enough to eat.

Russia is doing pretty well. There’s food and fuel and life can look pretty normal on a given day. There’s a war on though. Russian and Chinese soldier are fighting the New Jerusalem forces in Canada. I don’t know what happened to Japan and Korea but you see some of them around now and again in Russian uniforms. There’s a good amount of infiltration into New Jerusalem and you hear about the killing of highly placed Zionists on a regular basis. We’re told that resources are scarce for the most part in New Jerusalem territories and they can’t wage the kind of war they would like to.

Africa is a no man’s land with armies of every stripe battling it out. Small nuclear devices were going off on a regular basis which turned out to be a bad idea since now a lot of Africa can’t be entered into at all; so much for those resources. This may be why there’s been an unspoken moratorium on nuclear weapons. There’s not much point in winning a war when there’s nowhere left to live.

I hear people say that the whole appearance of Russia on the one side and the United Nations of the New Jerusalem on the other is just a blind and that Putin and Chairman Netanyahoo have certain understandings. Netanyahoo is a God now and people worship him in the Talmudic temples that began to appear everywhere there was enough firepower to protect them. Putin’s been a little better about that and even though it’s a bad idea to say anything negative about the government here, life, as I said, is pretty normal. I live near The Black Sea in what used to be Bulgaria so I’ve got it better than most. Apparently Putin was an occasional reader of my blog back when I used to do that and he granted me and mine a really nice location in an old resort hotel. I met him a couple of times and I’ve got to say I like him.

Now and then someone manages to make it here. God knows how they did it. You should hear some of the stories. So... our little community has grown. I don’t think about the future much; just take it one day at a time. I guess I always knew it was going to come to something like this. A lot of us tried to warn people but you know how that goes.

There’s a lot of talk now about 2012. It seems to be a spontaneous thing that started to go around like when people used to do ‘the wave’ in ballparks. Something big is coming. You can feel it. There have been constant reports of lights in the sky and occasionally you will see people snake dancing in cities and towns when you turn on the TV. It reminds me of something I once read in a book called “Childhood’s End”. I don’t remember it that well now. Something’s coming. I just hope that this time it’s something good.

Visible sings: Songwriter by Les Visible♫ Iridescent Dreams ♫
'Iridescent Dreams' is track no. 10 of 10 on Visible's 2006 album 'Songwriter'
Lyrics (pops up)

Songwriter by Les Visible

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

The Obama Drama, Osama and Al Qaeda Marching Band.

I want to give Obama a chance. I really do but then he put that Mossad Capo with short man’s disease in charge of who sees Obama and what Obama hears ...and now comes another curious thing which actually should be put in the “None of Obama’s Business File” and I’m starting to think that Ozzy Osborne may be singing “Chosen One.” to the tune of “Fortunate Son.” at the inaugural ball.

Look, the truth is that Lieberman is a neo-con who puts Israel first before the interests of the United States. That is a given. He should be stripped of his committee chairmanships at the very least because he is a traitor to the party he is supposed to serve. I don’t want to hear about how he is now an Independent. He promised certain things and then didn’t do them. He’s a weasel. If he isn’t punished for what he’s done then it’s just one more example of who controls America and one more example of why America is going down the tubes. It’s none of Obama’s business what Congress does in its internal workings. I seem to remember that that was why they separated the branches of government and we’ve seen what has happened over the last eight years when those lines were muddied to the point of no longer being visible at all.

From what I can see so far... it’s business as usual. Everything that the founders argued and warned about has come to pass and you don’t need a map to see where that road leads.

Now we’re getting those boogeyman alerts again. Not a day goes by that someone doesn’t make some comment about activity from Osama or Al Qaeda. It seems that no matter how many times it gets said or how many ways it gets said, that there is no Al Qaeda, we’re still hearing about Al Qaeda. People in the know; know who Al Qaeda really is. Al Qaeda is a complete fabrication and the CIA admits it.

Then there is Osama Bin Laden. Here is a fascinating take on Bin Laden and Al Qaeda. Once again you see the same players and the same scenarios. Bin Laden is dead. There’s no Bin Laden and there is no Al Qaeda and, people... you are being played. You seem to want to be played.

I’ll tell you this about President Obama. If he doesn’t call for a new and thorough investigation into 9/11 then he’s a puppet on a string. Do yourself a favor and read these links. Go to the search engine of your choice and insert the relevant words and look at the sheer weight of argument and evidence. For 9/11 you can start here. I’ve given you plenty to read and there is more than you can ever absorb out there. Yes, some of it is wack and some of it is intentional disinfo masquerading as truther-speak but around six million tons of it is from legitimate sources who, more often than not, come to the same conclusions when they’re not too chickenshit to stand for or reveal the truth.

Now there are a lot of so-called liberal sites out there like Huffington Post and Daily Kos and there are a lot of so called, courageous deep thinkers and journalists who are disinfo tools like Noam Chomsky and Greg Palast who damn well know what the truth is and slither all around it like horny centipedes and who do tell the truth about a lot of other things so as to make you think they’re telling the truth about everything... which they are not. These sites and personas are just another part of the scam that utilizes confusion and misdirection as instruments of control.

There are some really fine bloggers out there and some of them are more gifted and articulate than anyone writing in the Main Stream Media; more in possession of the facts and much more interesting to read than the ranks of paid whores who write drivel with all the romantic passion and capacity of an old drunk on a park bench trying to chat up an invisible bag lady. You don’t see these bloggers anywhere near the high traffic zones. You see and hear people telling the truth about as often as you see a corporation play by the rules. This seems to de-legitimize the truth as if its lack of presence and popularity were the result of the truth being undesirable or lacking enough interest to entertain the common mind.

The truth doesn’t have pricey press agents or deep pocket sponsors. The truth doesn’t have conventions and corporate retreats. The truth doesn’t have a babe on each arm and a limousine at the curb, therefore the truth isn’t successful and heeled and so there must be something wrong with the truth because it doesn’t seem to have many powerful friends and hasn’t been on Larry King or Leno lately.

In the Hindu tradition, Lord Shiva represents the truth. Very often Shiva is not invited to weddings and celebrations because he’s considered bad luck. Shiva is also known as The Destroyer (of what is not real). The truth is death on illusion and because people prefer illusion to the truth, the truth is not welcome. Well, sooner or later the truth shows up whether it is welcome or not and that’s no fun at all. It’s much better to keep the truth close and to run after the truth and constantly alter you course to follow the truth than to tell yourself the good times are never going to end.

I realize that saying things like this makes people’s eyes cross or gives them an itch in the back or one in the crotch while they’re standing in line at the supermarket checkout. I realize that when you mention the truth, fundie antennas go up and you get a lot of people yelling that Jesus, or Mohamed or Ron Hubbard is the truth. I realize when you talk about the truth the first thing people do is to seek to accommodate the truth to their own self-interest. I realize this and it could well seem that the truth is a sucker’s game and a waste of time and a magnet for bad vibrations. I guess some of us are just made different. I would feel so uneasy buying into a lie that I wouldn’t be able to eat or sleep.

From my point of view, you might as well kill yourself now if the truth is an inconvenience because you have already killed everything that made you valuable and life meaningful when you turned your back on what was real in the service of your ambitions and your appetites. The world of material excess is just the place for you but I will tell you this. It’s a cruel world. It is a very cruel world and there is no hiding place. No matter where you go and no matter what you do and no matter how alone you think you are or how little evidence of your actions and presence may remain, the truth is, you were always there. You witnessed it even if no one else did.

What goes around comes around. What you do and what you are comes back on you and defines you. It’s some mysterious law of Nature or something. You may not understand how and why electricity works but you can see that it does. Everyone’s face becomes a road map for where they’ve been and what they’ve done. For some reason, people believe that if they don’t cut and hack their way through the jungle of each other that they won’t survive or that they will miss out on the good things in life. It never occurs to them that when they behave like a beast they become a beast and are in no position to enjoy the good things in life or even to know what they are.

Bin Laden is DEAD! There IS NO Al Qaeda as you understand it. There is no mysterious Spectre organization of Arab terrorists with a cutting edge communications network with centers in every city in the world. There is no organization like that. The organizations that are like that should be self-evident. Think about who has the means and the motive. Think about who benefits. Open your eyes or continue to victimize yourself with your refusal to see what is right in front of you. As Sherlock said, “When you have eliminated the impossible, then whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.”

Visible sings: The eponymous Les Visible Music Album♫ All The Things That I Wanted ♫
'All The Things That I Wanted' is track no. 7 of 10 on Visible's eponymous
'Les Visible' Music Album

Lyrics (pops up)

The eponymous Les Visible Music Album

Sunday, November 9, 2008

The Strange Case of Dr. Obama and Mr. Emanuel.

No... I don’t want to be here this morning writing about this. It’s not just because what I see is at odds with the majority view. That’s always been the case. It’s small comfort also that following events have proven me right most of the time. Believe me; I don’t want to be right. I’d much rather be wrong and find that I had misjudged the world and the motives and intentions of the people who think they run it.

I’ve considered just writing about other things for awhile, I thought that today I might write about the gay marriage thing. My take on that isn’t going to make a lot of people happy either. So be it. I’ll write about ‘this’ and that today. What’s ‘this’? This would be the strange case of Dr. Obama and Mr. Emanuel.

In Mr. Emmanuel’s case he wakes up each morning thinking he’s a regular on The Sopranos. He likes to think he’s a bad ass who keeps the peace down on the docks and makes sure the right people are in charge of shipping and receiving. Maybe he is a bad ass the way some people are who know who to call when they want things done. It’s said he’s the Deputy Chief of Mossad for North America. Some say he’s the chief. His daddy was an Irgun terrorist who hasn’t sweetened in his old age.

In times past it was The Vatican that often ran things and some say it still does. Sometimes it was The Romans and sometimes it was the Greeks. Sometimes it was The Persians or somebody else. These days, the way it looks to me, it’s The Zionists. People will tell you that Ersatz Israel is the idea that Israel has a right to all of the land from Jerusalem to the banks of the Euphrates. I don’t know if that’s a circle drawn or just a push in a particular direction. What I do know is that it doesn’t stop at the Euphrates. I’ve come to see that Ersatz Israel means the whole world.

No one has ever taken over the whole world. Some mysterious something stops them. It could be something as simple as a stomach ailment or a coalition of nations. Sometimes these dreams of unending hegemony are destroyed from within when it becomes impossible to maintain all the outlying areas under occupation. Whatever it is, so far, it’s always shown up. The same thing is going to happen to Israel and the United States of Israel and all the little death squads operating around the world.

If this was another time and it was The Vatican, or The Romans or whoever it was, I’d be as opposed to them as I am presently opposed to The Zionists. It’s the idea of anyone believing that it’s okay to subdue and enslave others; the idea that it’s okay to practice genocide on a people that they displaced in their dreams of world conquest that gets to me. I don’t like bullies. I don’t like slavers. I don’t like the prisons of materialism that constrict movement and bind freedom to a wheel of enterprise for the profit of a few. I don’t like any of it and I never will.

No other nation on Earth is causing so many problems for the whole world as is Israel. Besides orchestrating 9/11 and ushering in an age of manipulated paranoia; besides engineering the Afghanistan and Iraqi wars, besides the present, tireless effort to attack Iran who hasn’t attacked another nation in eight hundred years, besides controlling the world’s press and the common mind with endless lies and misdirection, I guess it’s the Palestinian situation that bothers me the most. Before the Zionists came to Palestine there was relative peace in the Middle East. The actual, legitimate inhabitants of the so-called Holy Land lived without major conflict among each other. Arab Muslims, Jews and Christians lived side by side as if that were a perfectly natural thing to do. No matter what the historical revisionists say. No matter what lies are put forth about what was before and what came after, the Zionists went to Palestine and began systematically killing and expelling the residents of that land without any provocation but some phony, divine imprimatur from a make-believe God.

Since Israel was artificially carved out of Palestine there’s been talk of peace processes and failures and success but there is no peace process and only failure because the intention is that there will be no peace until the Palestinians are gone altogether and one has only to look at the shrinking map to see the truth of it. The Yom Kippur and Six Days War were all started by Israel and then blamed on others. The recent mass murder in Lebanon is a good example of how this sort of thing happens and how the cause of it is always laid at the doorstep of the victims. Israel is an abomination and one has only to study the words of the True Torah Jews to get some clarity from those most in a position to know. There are various places to go if one cares to know.

To even talk about certain aspects of proven lies can result in the destruction of one’s good name and even a prison sentence and no where else on Earth is this true about anything similar as it is with this. It would seem that the eternal victim is actually the greatest oppressor. To be quite simple, that’s how it is. That’s how it is.

Dr. Jekyll Obama has to know about these things. How can a man who speaks of hope and change appoint Mr. Hyde Emanuel into a position that completely negates any possibility for ‘hope’ and ‘change’? Is it possible that Dr. Jekyll does not know what Mr. Hyde did when putting forth the most conservative Democrats in states across the land in 2006 so that it didn’t really matter who won? Does he not know how this compromised the promise to end the war in Iraq which was Dr. Hyde’s intention all along?

What are Zionist Jews doing in complete control of Homeland Security when Israel was the perpetrator of 9/11 to begin with, along with sympathetic agents in various intelligence services in America and abroad? Dr. Jekyll has to know this... or maybe he doesn’t. Maybe he doesn’t remember anything after he drinks the potion and Dr. Hyde appears.

There are a lot of people that Dr. Jekyll could have brought in to manage the laboratory. The strangest thing is that Dr. Jekyll has told the people he is going to usher in an era of hope and change and you really have to wonder what will happen when this hope and change comes about. I can’t imagine a more ‘in your face’ appointment. Twelve hours after winning the election, Dr. Jekyll went into the House of Hyde and then, ‘poof!’, ‘presto!’, ‘abracadabra!’...just like that, Dr Jekyll disappeared and only Dr. Hyde was left. It’s as if Siegfried and Roy vanished and left nothing but tigers on the stage.

No... I didn’t want to have to write about this. This makes me feel like I went to sleep in my bed and woke up next to a dumpster in some unknown city with an empty bottle in my hand. It makes me feel like some horror movie I was watching on TV crawled into my living room like the guy in Wes Craven’s, “Shocker”. It is starting to look like we are up that particular creek, not only without a paddle but without a canoe as well.

I think I’ll just move right on to my next piece on the Gay Marriage issue which will feel like switching from the shower scene in “Psycho” to “Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood”. Well, Thanksgiving is coming and you get one guess as to who the turkey on the table is going to be. The good news is that it looks like Christmas is going to be cancelled. The bad news is what you are going to be celebrating instead.

Visible sings: 911 was an Inside Job by Les Visible♫ While the President Makes War ♫
'While the President Makes War' is track no. 8 of 10 on Visible's 2002 album
'911 was an Inside Job'

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911 was an Inside Job by Les Visible

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

All I Can Say is... "Whoomph, They it Is."

Before I get into the text of today’s brief, whatever that is going to be, I want to let you know that for some reason, the comments section here at Smoking Mirrors has been shut down. There’s no evidence of why in my control panel. People who read here on a regular basis probably know that for months now I have not been able to control my page or font colors. There are other problems as well. Also, I can’t post anymore without having to do a lot of html-related editing and it takes me more than ten times as long to get anything up now. It’s been incipiently incremental (did I just say that? Does it even make sense? Heh heh...) and it’s getting worse. My web page was under regular attack as well.

I can’t reach the authorities at ‘Google’ BlogSpot and that is no more of an accident than what’s happening at my blogs... all my blogs are affected but so far only Smoking Mirrors has had comments cut off. Should they take the next step and attempt to silence me completely, you should go to and I’ll have some kind of a message there if worst comes to worst. As for comments, please go to Visible Origami and leave your Smoking Mirrors commentary there. I will also announce whatever is happening, if this blog disappears, at that site and if they all go... well... go to the webpage. For all I know I won’t even be able to put this up here now (oops... there’s another one of those strange comments by me). I’ll work around this one way or another. Okay... enough about me... let’s go to Visible’s perspective on the big spinning disco ball of the here and now.

Today's Brief... as follows

As I look out on the great sea of faces that are correctly identified as fish, I am reminded of something I will occasionally say... “It’s ironic that when the tables are turned the same people are still sitting there.” They don’t look like the same people immediately. It takes a while for the government software to morph them into the mold.

Now some might say... “Visible, this is a great and historic moment. Let the people have their hopes and dreams for their brief hour of life.” If they were to say that, I would complement them on the elegance of their sentence structure first and then I would say, “Yes... I intend to give Obama a honeymoon period right up to the moment when I see if he uses the inaugural address I wrote for him.”

I hate to rain on anybody’s parade; certainly not on that great sea of dancing fish with their mouths open for the glittering confetti that hides the hooks. However, after all, they are fish and fish are plentiful and often tasty too. As long as there are oceans and seas, there will be fish to swim in them... unless we wind up in Terminator-Land and even then, there will be something swimming there and something will eat it or vice versa.

We now enter the scariest two and a half months of the last decade. As Zionist catamite, Joe Biden said; reading from the script handed to him, “I expect Obama to be tested by (insert the name of your favorite Boogeyman here) within the first six months.” That’s probably not verbatim but it’s close enough for rock and roll. Those six months start today.

You may be very, very sure that the pinheaded front man for the fascistas is going to be very motivated to do whatever he is told to do in these next 80 odd days. The moment the last lottery ball dropped, Plan B went into action. For some time, America has been under the control of some extremely nasty people and they’ve marched from condition to condition and from event to event all the way to where we are now standing, sitting, lying or whatever your posture may presently be.

People swept up in this moment’s euphoria are not going to want to hear this. They haven’t much wanted to hear much of anything that is an inconvenient truth. I’ve maintained for some time that the amount of stupid and deluded people is a lot greater than the hard core 30% regular cast from “The Trailer Park Boys”. As you can see... near half of the people chose to vote for a new standard bearer for the old regime. They were ready to be just as happy as they thought they were the last eight years for another four years with Senator Freeze-Dried and the woman who wants to be Greta Sustern’s replacement at Fox.

People think they won something. They’ve got this ticket in their hands and they are going to go down to the One Size Fits all Warehouse and claim their bright, shiny whatever the hell this thing is. They can put it on the mantel next to the photo of their dead son or daughter that didn’t come home from Iraq. For all I know, this thing will rotate and glow in the dark and they can use it for a TV antenna.

I have no way of knowing if Obama is a good man or not. I know he was groomed for this by particular forces since a good while ago. He’s a member of the Council of Foreign Relations that was set up by David Rockefeller who, as we all know, is... well; it’s hard to say what David is because there aren’t any words for it. Let’s just say that David is not one of the good guys in the same way that a T-Rex would not make a good house pet.

There’s an illusion that has been around for a long, long time and that illusion is that the man or woman who looks like they are in charge are actually in charge. Au contraire. There are exceptions to this, as in the case of dictators and sundry, yet even then there is the possible implication that something you can’t see is controlling them. In the case of Barack Obama, he hasn’t been around long enough to make even the usual work related associations of any length because he hasn’t been around for very long.

They’ve fast-tracked him to be sure. It’s not an accident that he’s on the Homeland Security committee that is run by Smoking Joe Lieberman. It’s also impossible to be associated with that particular operation and not know that 9/11 was an inside Job. It’s impossible to be a senator and not know this. Even an ordinarily curious mind might wonder what a dual national Zionist is doing heading that committee AND... that other dual national Zionists hold nearly all of the important posts over at Homeland Security as well as The Justice Department. No... don’t strain yourself. It’s mere coincidence that the two percent demographic happens to be where they are.

Let’s get back to the final days of the Boy Emperor, Bushligula. Well, going back isn’t the proper term because you’re in it now. You are “moving through a dimension of sight and sound.” Uh huh... The next 80 days, Bushligula is going to be wishing it was only James Gannon on his back instead of a fire-breathing dragon of a priapic butt bandit. As much as Bush may have enjoyed his Hollywood moments of mass murder, treason and all the rest of the crimes on his lengthy laundry list of offenses... this retarded psychopath does know the meaning of fear because, as some of us know, he’s a mortal coward. It’s there in the eyes for those with the ability to spot it. He’ll be having some interesting meetings now and going over some seriously bogus intel as his handlers plot which Tavistock robots to use in the coming ‘event’.

Let me be perfectly clear in a moment of digression here. If this new congress does not immediately move to get the machinery in operation to try this evil sonofabitch for war crimes then that should tell you all you need to know about what’s really going on for all the smiling fish and shining confetti of this historic moment filled with garlanded dancing girls and dreaming knights on horseback.

As I’ve said before, you really can’t expect the people who screwed things up to be the one’s to fix it.

I wish you well and I hope your dreams come true and I am ready and able to endure the sort of censure one can expect from pissing in the punchbowl but don’t say you haven’t been warned. I’m going to give Obama a period of grace, like I said... I’m not going to talk stink about the guy while he’s getting his pants on and shaving in the mirror; unless I see Rahm Emanuel headed for the White House as chief party planner. I might say something about that. I might do some bios for your edification of the genealogy and background on certain appointments but I’ll leave Obama alone for the moment.

In closing, I will say this... President Obama and anyone who cares about him and is in a position to do something had better vet the Secret Service well because there are some interests out there who would love to have Joe Biden in the driver’s seat. If Obama should seek to take the high road then he should know what has happened to others who have attempted that and take the necessary precautions. MLK and JFK should ring a few bells.

Alright... you can go back to dancing in the streets now. This is a Hollywood moment and there’s a catchy beat pumping out of the speakers. I sincerely hope your dreams come true. Just remember what kind of a hangover might be tap dancing in your head when the party’s over.

Visible sings: 911 was an Inside Job by Les Visible♫ The Mocking of Karla Faye Tucker ♫
'The Mocking of Karla Faye Tucker' is track no. 3 of 10 on Visible's 2002 album
'911 was an Inside Job'

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911 was an Inside Job by Les Visible

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Google and Blogger and shutting down the Truth.

As many of you know... the people at blogger messed with my infrastructure so that it takes me quite some time to put up a post. They've caused it to look the way it does on ALL of my blogs and done a lot of other nasty things as well. It shouldn't come as a surprise given who owns Google and what their intentions are. Now they have made it impossible for people to comment. They've done this several times before but never for so long. It's impossible to reach them so I'm just telling you. It's no accident that this has happened tonight.

I wish you all well and if you don't see me here again you'll find me somewhere else or in someone else. I've put up with this Zionazi shit for some time but it's gotten to where I'm just not so tolerant any more. So... there it is.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

In coming... outgoing... River of Time Flowing...

Well... here we are, less than two days out, waiting to see what surprises are in store and even if, from one large perspective, it looks to go one way... we’ve seen that before too. I want to say that I feel extremely positive, no matter what does or doesn’t happen. I’ve seen a lot of things go down over the years... sometimes from a distance and sometimes from closer in. It really does seem as if the world is mass insanity... always on the verge.

Powers shift to the left and shift to the right, swirling in the winds of collectively believed lies. The world of constantly fabricated illusion appears to have its own weather system. It seems like the bigger the lie, the larger the stormfront. Somebody must think that if you make a lot of noise and flash a lot of lights it will make whatever seems to be happening look authentic.

We’ve all got some degree of personal problems. Sometimes it’s because of the conditions we are in and sometimes it’s because of us; most of the time it’s a combination of both and the severity seems to be keyed to the degree of our denial. I think about denial a lot. I see it everywhere I go. People have this enormous resistance to the truth because it interferes with whatever happy fantasy they are trying to pull off. A lot of the time they think that all they have to do is get through the shit and injury, caused and received and then, on the other side, they can take the time to think about what’s real and what isn’t and then they can be generous and good which just wasn’t possible before.

This is how politicians can come along and tell the exact same lies and fail to do the right thing over and over and over and people don’t see anything strange about it. It’s like they weren’t there last time and the time before that. It’s how they can see proof of election fraud and then tell themselves it must have been something else. It’s how they can watch three buildings come down at the speed of free fall; one of them not even hit by a plane, where no building like these buildings ever came down before, while exposed to even greater trauma... much less three on the same day within hours of each other.

It seems preposterous. It is preposterous that what people are told could be what actually happened. There’s no question in my mind that timed demolition was applied and... over the course of time, there’s no question in my mind that it was an inside job and no question about who was involved... well, that’s not entirely true. There are a lot of details that I don’t know but they have no impact on the general picture.

Two things stick with me from that day. One of them is the look on Bush’s face when Andrew Card was whispering in his ear. The other is Cheney sitting in some war room and telling those who asked about scrambling jets that no jets were to be scrambled. The idea that some stone age Arabs could have so much insider intel and waltz through so many security checkpoints maintained by the same security firm... the idea that people who couldn’t fly small planes could operate large planes with an efficiency and precision that would have pressed the talents of top professionals is... absurd? It’s more than absurd. It’s a cartoon.

For two presidential elections and through Earth shaking abominations, the press was in accord in demeaning and distorting everything said by the Democratic candidates. Even then, when each of the candidates actually won each election... neither of them was allowed to win. Now, a Democratic candidate with a great many more liabilities as far as experience; color, a name that sounds like the name of the biggest so-called long dead terrorist... I could make quite a list here. This candidate waltzes right through every obstacle without even breaking a sweat. And none of this seems odd. Denial appears to be one of those natural forces like gravity. It’s everywhere and it affects everything but people don’t make the connection to what holds them down.

One of my most enduring pastimes is to sit on a bench or a wall, in a café, or somewhere near where people are passing, eating and drinking, shopping, whatever... and watch them. I find that after a while of focus and concentration that I can see things I wouldn’t generally see because I wasn’t looking closely enough. I can watch a mysterious magnetism that is connected to appetite... things of the mind and things visceral... I can see people completely swallowed up in their passions and attractions. You can watch people watching people and watch people watching you and you can listen to what it is that they are talking about. You can see how what they believe to be true has shaped them. You can see the unique differences in perspective between the generations. You can see people on their way in and on their way out. You can see the evidence of different maladies that affect them. By a certain disciplining of the mind you can see deeper and deeper and deeper. It can even get scary.

Sometimes, I see things that torment certain people and I know I could go to them and explain certain things that, were they so disposed, would free them from an unfortunate state and the looming certainty of something much more unfortunate. It is unlikely that most of them would listen to me and very likely that they would be offended; made angry, violent, frightened, etc. They have this investment in what they are and it got them where they are and it’s familiar and predictable, most of the time. There’s this huge investment of time and energy that went into building their particular state of denial. It’s like denial is some sort of hitchhiker that exists in symbiosis with the host. Well, it’s not symbiotic. It’s parasitical but they think it’s symbiotic.

There are people who have no problem rationalizing the deaths and enduring miseries of millions of people if it means they can have their conveniences and more than their fair share of the world’s resources. If you argue for more fairness in use and distribution you are a socialist or something that is really bad for everyone because you want to share the wealth with those who will fight you to protect the rights of the super rich to screw them six ways from Sunday.

I go to the MSM and I look at how the day’s lies are being presented and it looks so real. How could there be so much money and infrastructure in something that is a total lie; a continuous deception of the mind? It’s a kaleidoscope of shit in many shapes and colors artfully concealed so as not to appear to be shit but it certainly is shit. People defend the worst behavior of the worst psychopaths. People defend corrupt and punishing systems in the hope that some day, by some miracle, they will be made rich, or powerful or famous and then that system will work for them and that is why they have to protect the thing that abuses them. That is why they want to believe the same shit they were told last time which didn’t happen and which won’t happen this time either. Like the Greek philosophers who walked on opposite sides of the same river, one of them laughing at the foibles and ironies of life and one weeping, you can either laugh or cry, depending on how it hits you but you can’t do anything about it.

The only thing I can come up with is that it’s a matter of individual choice. The world will be better at times and worse at times but it will always be full of lies and people that believe them. So you have to come to terms with this somehow and choose your place in it. Maybe you participate during the good periods and hide in the Oregon rainforest when it gets bad.

There’s a certain transcendent freedom that comes when you finally realize that you are surrounded by lies and empty promises and you let go of your denial and embrace the simple and profound joys that most people have discarded along the highway to their ruin. There are remarkable and profound possibilities on all sides and inside for those who don’t want what everyone else does want. There’s this cornucopia, curling by the side of the river of time. All sorts of wonderful things are there except for the people to appreciate them. Meanwhile, if you head downstream to where the sewer pipes and chemical drains feed into the river you are going to find a super abundance of life forms feeding on the rich effluents and... each other. So it goes.

Visible and The Critical List: Not Politically Correct by Les Visible and The Critical List♫ Multicultural Cowboys ♫
'Multicultural Cowboys' is track no. 1 of 12 on Visible and The Critical List's 1992 album
'Not Politically Correct'

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Not Politically Correct by Les Visible and The Critical List