

Conspiracy Theory Entertainment TV

By

Edward Drobinski

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Contents

A Public Disservice Announcement

At 6PM a copious quantity of the components of households in Propicio sat in front of their TV's and anxiously awaited the premiere offering from the cable station which had recently announced its intention to re-name itself the "The Conspiracy Entertainment Channel." Primarily in consideration of severely declining market share, KAYOD decided to abandon the archaic moniker of "The Education Channel." In conjunction with a plethora of tediously long new mission statements posted on what was formerly advertising space, KAYOD had been announcing the change for two weeks. Though no one was watching the station to see it, the announcement reached the public courtesy of an enterprising hacker with nothing else to keep him occupied. Intending another nerdy goof he copied the one with the alleged chupacabra photo and posted it on Fecesbook, where it proceeded to go the idiomatic "viral." Much of the populace said; "Super cool," while those with a life intended to do their best to live it. The advertisers said; "We'll see. Can't get any worse."

This innovation was an apparent deference to a popularity attempt necessitated by the long term, changing market conditions and some would say the continuing gradual erosion prompted by a dumbing down process first made popular when the senile ray gun found a second venue for his lackluster acting career. The predictable phenomenon made both the channel and the specific exploits of this show in particular, objects of in-the-know banter of many demographic and Arbitron defined sub-categories; ranging from young adults goofing on the codgers to codgers goofing on the young adults. The house-holders, house-occupants and house-deficient, all, really didn't wish to learn anything other than how much it would cost to acquire the assets displayed by the Kardashians; and thereby be entitled to a 'rich and famous" show in which any pronouncement they made became the height of fashion. Barring that, the chronicling of alien-cow-maimers would suffice quite well. This outlook had proven to be consistent with the station's programming decisions, as the aged programmers well remembered the entertainment value of Fellini's forgotten grotesques. Without admitting it, even to themselves, the householders had long ago begun to seek other forms of amusement; their aftermath a complication to be worked out with the "help" of the psychiatric industry and for those with shallower pockets, the monthly publication of "Psychology Today." Until the conflicting details could be worked out, a measly number actually still paid attention to what they were proud to announce as substantive issues; such as when former Mexican President Vincente Fox, in apparent response to something Donald Trump had said a few months prior was quoted through AOL, as saying; "I'm not paying for the fucking wall;" the use of the magical "F" word, apparently still worthy of national news in the USA, especially when articulated by someone of color.

Previously, some of this "conspiracy" information was only available on de classe venues. In simplicity the covert 'rebels' predictably focussed on the sizes of their inadequate purses and the needs of their inadequate crotches; like any other "New Age" refugee. DFW's concept of "petty rebellion" would now be in the air 24-7; or at least until all the advertisers curtailed the issuance of checks.

The 6PM gong heralded the all-star opening of the event of the year. In breathtaking shock and awe the TV video fixed on a still life which seemed to be a surrealistic rendering of a six foot, reptile in an off-the-rack, purple, striped Barney's suit. His smiling impression seemed ominous as he spoke with an agitated Bill O'Reilly who wore a grey, striped, off the rack Barney's suit. They both stood in front of the sunken skating rink, where three costumed revelers grinned and skated at the Fifth Avenue, Rockefeller Plaza site; alleged to have once simultaneously housed three assistants to a Bilderberg Group attendee. Somewhat less clear, there appeared to be a red reptile, naked, at least from the waist up, who was pointing something cylindrical and a few feet long out a fifth floor window of one of the fifty story buildings. It was either that or a forgery of a Basquiat graffiti transcription of two Native Americans in war paint chatting near a pond surrounded by peeling willows, one of which was being currently occupied by a bony, red herring, who seemed about to attempt a desperate leap back to the water. That'll teach him about reading that Magical Reality stuff. A consideration of the estimated price levels suggested and the fact that this was a floundering cable station it was more likely to be the former.

A woman in her sixties entered the picture from the right. The slight aura around her body suggested that she was in another location and that the cameraman was yet to complete his "Seamlessness 101" course or that she was a descendent of either the cherubim or seraphim. Again, the former seemed more likely. The still life faded into the background and the screen displayed an elevated, empty stage; on which the woman walked with her head down. A red banner with yellow lettering which said "Conspiracy Entertainment TV" appeared behind her. When she faced the camera, the woman seemed more pissed than nervous as she grumbled; "Couldn't even get me a podium?" She held papers in her left hand, but initially ignored them when she said; "Good evening. I'm Ruth Messing. .......... Forgive me if I appear a bit nervous, as I am. I've never previously been on television and I have spent the last ten years working in the advertising sales area of this station. "The Education Channel" had an ambitious and important mission back then. We were pioneers in bringing wholesome and informative programming to the people. I wish that it would have been there when my kids were school age. It would have added so much to what they were getting in school. Like the station, my earnings have shown a steady decline over the years, so I'm not the least bit surprised that the market is demanding more sensational shows. I suppose that dinosaur bones just don't cut it when one can see and hear of mind controlled slaves being manufactured by the US government. By now, I guess you're all aware of the programming changes here, and since I insisted, I've been allowed this time to say a few things about that." She held the papers in front of her and started to read from them.

"I hope you enjoy the changes; and I hope my income improves. Having said that, I'd like to share a personal story with you and I hope it puts things in a bit of perspective.

Like everyone today I use social media and I plead guilty in having been a participant on one of the 'Conspiracy Theory' chat lines. The information was substantially new to me, and with the state of the economy today, I figured that there might be something which doesn't meet the eye going on. Despite that initially it sounded as if we all seemed to have enjoyed sharing similar thoughts, I had to stop bothering with this 'chat line' as over time it had become obvious to me that the 'moderators' have an overly simplistic, convoluted, self-serving, biased and hateful viewpoint aimed squarely and only at America. These 'research mavens' have been operating these sites since 2012, claiming that their efforts arise out of a passion to be 'social activists,' interested only in exposing 'conspiracies' perpetrated by the evil 1% of the population against the other 99%, who, they say are all good people. They only do wrong when forced or tricked into it by the ruling class; some kind of angelic beings I presume. Had this been my only reservation I would have continued on, attributing their stated beliefs to a privileged background which led to a lack of knowledge of the world. It was perhaps their most convincing display of wisdom to have chosen a book discussion site as most suitable to their agenda, as such sites are populated by people who have spent more time in libraries than they have in the 'outside world' which the rest of us inhabit, encountering seemingly real people.

They were sufficiently clever to hide their biases and contradictions by using quotes from others which they can easily attest to or discard as they read and analyze the popularity of those positions; much like a state-of-the-art computer cookie. For me, now, the charade is all too obviously just like another managed afternoon TV show for misfits, losers, and the contraband substance dependent. Not wanting to think that I happened to misjudge the duo, I decided to have another long look and couldn't pass up a comment; as the bias struck me even more than it had previously. Enough about old rich guys all being evil. Enough about the US being solely responsible for all the evil in the world. I understand why some of the uninformed guys might believe such things, but it is just not true anymore than it is true to say that all poor people are saints. I see evil people in all walks of life, be it underprivileged sectors, middle class sectors, rich sectors or cultural sectors. It makes no difference. Evil was the first and continues to be an equal opportunity employer.

To my further disappointment I googled the names of the 37 and 66 year old moderators and discovered that their past histories bear zero attestation to their claimed humanitarian activities; but rather is riddled with testimony from former business associates who claim to have been defrauded by the duo. At this point, after having read all the hand wringing about the US creation of ISIS, the alien created secret military weapons, the Federal Reserve's intent to bankrupt everyone, and the purposeful introduction of laboratory created 'diseases," I didn't think that it was 'coincidental' to find that the 'people-oriented' sites they established in 2012 dovetailed nicely with the release of the first book they had written; which is referred to so often, that a frequent reader of the site need not buy it, as it has been quoted in entirety on the socially conscious site. Thirteen more followed.

The Australians have the audacity to condemn the US, while they desperately try to peddle their wares there. It is truly amazing that they have never discovered any nefarious doings down under, where they live, but are 'expert' at the goings on thousands of miles away.  
I ask; what good have the odious diatribes done for anyone other than the 'moderators?' None. What solutions do they offer? None. Oh yes, a few times they said things would change if a million people marched on Washington. Are they really that naïve? Somehow, I doubt it. What new information has their 'extensive research' unearthed? None. Just innuendo which was known decades prior, coupled with unproven quotes from other charlatans who are trying to make a living in the conspiracy industry. All it is, is a ploy to get publicity in the US.  
Like any enemy, they feed the propaganda machine with unproven claims. Like any enemy, they say everyone else's news is propaganda. Like any enemy they encourage the disenfranchised to revolt. Like any enemy, they have become corrupt in a last ditch attempt to get what they desire. They are what is revolting. Yeah, I know, I hate preaching just as much as most people hate hearing it. I just felt that I needed to say this and hopefully bring a bit of balance back into the 'conspiracy' conversation.  
But, listen to this one. Their statements about a cancer cure being hidden rival their statements about aliens living amongst us and the real existence of the matrix in absurdity, and deserve no serious response. Cynically imagine. Many people are supposedly aware of this. There is no doubt that if someone marketed this "cure" it would take them about a year to become the richest person on the planet. But, they don't want to. Duh!! It is further noted that just because one sees something in a Hollywood movie does not mean it exists in reality. If so, I'd like to know why Godzilla and his sequels have not yet destroyed Tokyo and why Superman has not yet righted all wrongs.

I think I have detected a pattern. They correctly characterize their books as a mixture of real events and fiction. Initially, I thought that may have been due to their penchant for copying someone else's story, making a slight alteration and then calling it their own. But, perhaps they are mentally incapable of making any differentiation between fiction and truth. I think that's called delusional. That would be sad; were they not attempting to inflict others with their disease. It seems doubly strange that their constant anti-US government dialogue is not considered some sort of crime at a time when the US is at war.

No, I will not state their names. They are not on this evening's show and I am advised that they will never be on this channel. That would only give them the publicity they desperately seek. I stated this primarily in light of the station's new approach. It's intended to be a commentary which strongly suggests that watchers would do well to evaluate as they listen to the guests. Thank you."

The camera cut to a bearded, fiftyish man sitting in an overly stuffed dark green chair of no particular design. The camera moved in for a close-up, revealing the makeup which was in the process of struggling to cover the lines in the man's forehead. He smiled in a curt, obligatory fashion, and said; "Good evening, my friends. Hope you are all well. I'm Adnan Koshaggy. Welcome to the opening show of the Conspiracy Entertainment Channel; 'Big Names in the Conspiracy Field.' Some of you might recognize me or my name, through my acting, or as I've been classified as a conspiracy theorist. I want to assure you that my entire involvement with the matter merely involved public statements that I made saying that the official Kennedy assassination and 9-11 stories contain sufficient inconsistencies to drive an alien spacecraft through; though I have never written a book about it. Despite what some have said I retain an open mind, but do not necessarily subscribe to the other theories out there. ......... That was written atrociously. I know that these rumors are the work of some of my acting competitors. It's a conspiracy against me. I'm pleased to say that this evening we have resuscitated a time-proven lineup much like those which you have come to know and love. Of course we are not presenting anything which might be cogitated as old hat. ... Maybe, tin hat, but certainly not old. Chuckle. We have writers on the cutting edge, speaking of their work in the conspiracy theory industry, no pejorative connotation intended. The table is packed, so without further delay, let me bring out our first guest. He infiltrated Lubbock, Texas two years ago, was originally a Kiwi from the wilds of New Zealand, who recently published his fifth book inventively titled; 'InfoScam V.' 'Big Names in the Conspiracy Field' is proud to welcome that great patriot, Crocodile B. Blusterbutt."

A balding, pale skinned man of 350 pounds walked out; or rather momentum-ed out. Once the frame got going, it seemed as if he was a testimony to the validity of the old theorem which said; "An object in motion tends to stay in motion." His blubbery bearing caused him to be of a physically indeterminate age. Without having had the "benefit" of having had access to "secret documents," such as his birth certificate, hopefully legitimate; his baby fat hid all external wrinkles. He plopped into his plushy chair, moving it back a few inches in the process. He waved off a handshake, and said; "Isn't this the place in the show where the writer goes on at length about all the noble reasons which compelled him to write the book now in your hands? You don't really care to hear about all that sanctimonious stuff and this writer doesn't feel like trying to conjure up all that crap, anyway. To tell you the truth I did it for three reasons. I felt like it. I could. And I had nothing else to do.

The first garbage pile out of the way, I step into the second; acknowledgements, thank yous and dedications. I'll again attempt to maintain the shine on your shoes. It's commonly done and perhaps expected. It seems akin to the requirement for a double bind in works which fancy themselves 'literary.' It also seems akin to an attempt at some sort of required, self-effacing modesty the writer is compelled to display prior to his subsequent attempt to display 'brilliance.' I'm not here to give the people some kind of horse manure. It's one way or the other.

Yes, I've got a mother. Yes, I've got a father. Yes, I've got a wife. Yes, I've got dogs and cats. Yes, I've read a couple of books. Yes, yes, yadda yadda. But, frankly, none of them pushed one key for me. This is not a product of their influence; nor are they to blame. Comments from psychiatrists, psychologists, and readers of 'Psychology Today' are welcomed and will be taken as a source of amusement."

"Your forthrightness is impressive. Mr. Blusterbutt; may I call you Croc?"

"Sure, everyone else does."

"May we now discuss a few of the specific conspiracies you've written of in your latest book. For instance on page 323 you wrote of the Philippine plane which disappeared carrying 15 top computer scientists, who were supposed to have just completed a top secret project, funded by the Tri-Lateral Commission. You stated that the source of the plane's demise was an obliterating laser ray, engineered in Area 51 with the assistance of Nazi scientists. After your book's publication the plane's wreckage washed up on shore; the black box clearly indicative of engine failure compounded by pilot error. The 15 top computer scientists were located in Maui, participants in a Hedonism junket. Mathematicians have calculated that, though it is within the realm of possibility, it is highly unlikely that any of the Nazi scientists are still productive, as the youngest of them would now be 107 years of age."

"That's no fucking question. It's a recapitulation of what was printed in the mainstream Murdoch media. Is this some kind of right wing set up? First of all, that wreckage which conveniently floated to shore the day after my book came out was planted by the Illuminati-Mason contingent who control everything. Secondly, the Hedonists found were clones manufactured and planted through the use of another secret technology. And third, those Nazi scientists were bright enough to have found or created the fountain of youth. I could go on. But, come on now; use your head just a little bit."

"In fairness Croc; the other conspiracy guys got off this one quickly after the plane debris was verified and the secret scientists turned hedonists .........

"Mr. Koshaggy; you're really starting to piss me off; and I don't give a damn that you're a Muslim. I already told you that .........."

"Okay, okay; let's move on to another of your revelations. You wrote that Katy Perry is actually JonBenet Ramsey. Might we get a bit of an elaboration?"

"Thank you for asking. This one actually took some Holmes worthy deduction and I'm proud to say that I was the first one to pick it up. The first clue I got was when I never saw them in the same picture together. Further, with the advancements made in facial recognition, I found it very curious that JonBenet or her parents have not allowed this to be done with her. Those who have read my books already know that I have proven that every female and many of the better looking males in the entertainment industry have been trained as sex slaves, through the US extension of Hitler's MK- Ultra program called Project Paperclip ..........."

"I guess that some of us are fortunate to be fat and ugly, Croc."

"I don't know where you get off with this stupid shit. I'm sittin' here as a favor to your producer, talkin' serious stuff, and you come on with all this fifth grade bullshit. I'm gonna start investigatin' how you got your passport, boy."

"Don't get upset. Good point. My apologies. Let's start over in a more general way. Tell me Croc. Did you read a lot of sci-fi comic books when you were a kid?"

Croc left his seat shouting; "Fuck you man. Just plain old fuck you; Adnan Koshaggy or whatever your real ISIS name is. I was assured that this negative tone would not be displayed here. Fuckin' piece of shit. .......... Goddam fuckin' piece of shit." As the swaying behemoth rolled his way off stage, he continued to scream; "You need me for your pathetic ratings and then you pull this kind of shit? Fuck you, piece of shit. You're just another low paid flunky telling lies for the benefit of those in control. The people are being screwed all over the place and you don't care. You do their work for them. Asshole. You don't care as long as the masters throw you enough coin to keep you in cheap, brand name Milk of Magnesia. When I get back to ......" He went off camera.

Adnan Koshaggy sighed. He knew that with Croc's early departure that he would have to find a way to fill more air time with less popular conspiracy theorists. He was also disappointed that Croc had not hit him on camera. The potential pain, suffering and psychological damage lawsuit against a "successful" celebrity would have relieved him of the burden of having to truck his old ass out here and kowtow to some jackass every damn week; not to mention the tedious, behind-the-scenes rubbish with tiny picture technicians assigned to the show. He sighed again; this time inwardly. He looked right into one of the cameras and improvised; "Well, there you have it, the inimitable Crocodile B. Blusterbutt. You have to admire the strength of his convictions. I'm sorry that other engagements necessitated his early departure. We hope to have him back again soon. In the meantime do go out and get yourself a copy of 'InfoScam V.' Better yet, stay home and push a few buttons. There are some armed nuts out there. Let AmawayOnSteroids drone it to your front door below wholesale.

For our next guest we are honored to meet the man who started it all. ................. Well, it's always hard to say who was the absolute first as, as far as we can tell everyone had antecedents and influences which ........... Never mind. This British gentleman was the most significant force known in the popularization of conspiracy theories; the grand-daddy if you will. His last effort was the book I now hold to the camera; wonderful cover art by award winning artist, Apollinaire Rabble; titled; 'The Psychological Aspects of Irrational Belief,' subtitled; 'Whassup,' I give you the scholar-athlete from over the waves; Icky Bledstoe."

A thin, smiling man bedecked with a full growth of silver gray hair on his head; semi-mullet fashion, with none on his face found his way to the large plushy chair. Upon sitting he half-jokingly said; "One could get buried in here."

"I think more than one did. Welcome Icky. You don't mind if I call you that. Do you? You're truly one of the people I've most wanted to meet. You kind of started this whole thing. Thanks for being here."

"I'll bet you say that to all of your guests."

"And I mean it every time. ......... I think. Regardless, I've been reading your last book. Both I and some of the reviewers feel that it is markedly different from what you've previously done. I may be presumptuous in this statement, but it seems as if you're now distancing yourself a bit from your earlier efforts, which often took the form of attempts to scientifically prove the existence of a cruel reptilian ruling class which uses subterfuge to continue to prevail. ........ I suppose that's not stated as a question, but can you elaborate on that theme, no doubt with corrections?"

"You're much too kind. You also must have been one of the ten people who bought the book."

"The station gave it to me." Adnan evoked a kind spirited snicker.

"God bless you, recipient of Mr. Rosewater's legacy. Allow me to back up one step. Your last guest, our friend Mr. Blusterbutt, chose to make an early departure. He's got that in-your-face style all the time. He neglected to articulate step two of the learning process, which is the realization that the way in which the world and human life have been structured it is necessary for every individual, every group, and every nation to survive. Only Fascists thought otherwise, and let's face it; we're not them and maybe some mistake was made at the deepest of levels. Besides, look what happened to the majority of them. I don't envision any way in which we could ever know that without simultaneously necessitating a new system. So, in simplicity, the conspiracies exist as another manifestation of competition, each side seeking to take down the other. That is Freud 101. Though it is a necessary phase, it is not yet even the popular beginning of Jung or Campbell.

With all information available at all times, we have now been forced to enter a larger morass; the third pile; the proliferation of 'conspiracy theories' circulating in the US of 2016, with a few in belief, some in partial belief, and a the majority in total disbelief produces a kind of Tower of Babel at the root. Even though it can be proven that the reptiles are in control, it is divisive to mention that. Unity is required for anything to be done about it.

But, be assured that the preponderance of the 'theories' are precisely that; speculative theories. We can all make one up whenever the mood strikes. What they and we cannot easily do is to prove them.

Let me preface this with the statement that, 'The names have been changed to protect the perps.' This is in keeping with current clandestine communal delicacies; a legitimate conspiracy, if you will. It is undoubtedly comforting to Mr. and Ms. Disgruntled to believe that their demise is not their fault. It is the fault of the controlling evil ones. Ah, yes, some great ones have said that; 'It is the purpose of writing to comfort the disturbed and to disturb the comfortable.' Substitute communicate for writing if you must. I wonder if that comforting phrase was taken out of context in a perhaps, satirical way, in the Nabokovian sense, vein. We have looked into the imperfect ripple in the pond and say that can't be us, which is kind of true and also kind of false. We say; 'I'm not a reptile. I'm not one of the ruling 1%.' Well, whether or not the 'bad guys' appear as green and scaly when one puts on the "magical" eyewear is totally irrelevant. It has no practical purpose. If it was to have any effect whatsoever, the discovery of a 'new' race would likely result in their being considered a minority, and afforded minority protections. Can't you just picture all the sympathy that cute little gecko would get?"

"That's so stylishly meta. This is indeed quite a departure from your earlier work."

"Not really, Adnan, but I can appreciate the thought. As you know we are in the communications business, so what we must do is communicate. People are more accepting of an idea if it is presented to them in a palatable manner. Sometimes it's a matter of phraseology. I'm not abandoning what I originally said; I'm just saying the same thing differently. In a sense it really doesn't matter whether the thieving rulers are reptiles, aliens, humans, or computers. What matters for the rest of us is to eliminate their control. If calling them reptiles is a stumbling block to us uniting, that stumbling block must be removed. Look. For the moment allow me to abandon theoretical abstractions. You may have seen that I do have photos of the last five US Presidents and two Supreme Court Chief Justices with their tails sticking out of the back of their pants. The problem is that everyone knows how easily photos can be doctored through the use of readily available modern technology; so those inclined to disbelieve dismiss them, and there is no gain. It is apparent that those reptilian creatures who have been in charge as long as anyone can remember have used their enormous powers to abuse and brainwash every child through the US government sanctioned MK-Ultra program; use those who read "The Catcher in the Rye" as assassins triggered by certain phrases contained therein or simply to be sex slaves to the masters and mistresses; get humans into heavy duty, insurmountable debt through the operations of the 'illegal' US Federal Reserve and international banking system; and subject them to an economy which resembles a sucked orange half, most recently through the false flag operation and consequences of 9-11. Just consider the open symbolism displayed on every piece of US paper currency. The powers that be are not afraid of possible detection; as they know that we will continue to argue with ourselves and not them. With all its stupid official explanations, the only thing which is irrefutably clear is that it was used as an excuse to further feed the already fat Military Industrial Complex; have the 'Patriot Act' well in place, which by the way was written three months before the event, to permanently incarcerate and torture anyone or their families, who says anything against their interest; have the super-secret alien enhanced technology at only their disposal capable of complete obliteration of anything; have hollowed out mountains to store nuclear devices which will be used whenever another major incident is required; have founded 'terrorist groups' and drug cartels just to declare expensive war on them shortly thereafter; the result of all this leaving the US citizens in a state of shock, if not awe, in economically induced servitude and fear. ............. I suspect that some of this is true and that some is not. It seems obvious to me that if the Masons desired secrecy they would not have planted their well-known symbols all over. Either that, or they're too damn stupid to be a cause of concern. What I am certain of, is that with the plethora of incorrect information consumed from the internet beast, we will never be sure of any answers. At the most bottom of lines I can imagine, it boils down to who you trust. That's just an instinct. Unless more discoveries come in the future, there is no way to 'reason' an instinct."

"That's kind of like saying that science will never know the answers."

"Precisely. And that is one of the reasons no one is buying my newest book. I can say it with a twinge of sarcasm. As a society, we have abandoned any notion of god, and have transferred the apparent human need for a higher power to science. We have found a 'new' invisible to worship. So, to suggest that science is as inherently and inevitably as imperfect as its practitioners, is not the least bit popular with those who worship at its special-interest feet. To denounce science is now a blasphemy, akin to an early twentieth century Jamaican killing of an informant missionary; only known to be an informant by the natives. On another level, if all answers were known the game would have to be changed."

"My stage manager is either faking a wish to cut his throat or he is indicating that the tone of this conversation is something he strongly suggests must be changed. So, let me thank you for your time. Wish we had more. We have to hear from one of our sponsors right now." Adnan Koshaggy held Icky Bledstoe's book to the camera and added; "Do get yourself a copy of 'The Psychological Aspects of Irrational Belief.' It's still in its first printing and may be valuable someday. Take it awaaaaay."

In what historians might have characterized as "modified 1950's retro," young female voices sang; "See the USA, on your smartphone today. America is asking you to call ........." The tune ended when one of the adorable little ones held her smartphone to the camera revealing a screen which showed Vampira holding a vibrator in what seemed to be the appropriate place.

Viewers saw a fraction of a second blip in their screens. After that they heard Adnan Koshaggy say; "Catchy little ditty," and saw him sitting there with someone who had apparently thought that she had already been introduced. The woman was about 30 years of age, had long black hair and was wearing a tight tank top and a mini any hetero guy would join the military to get into, despite the fact that her long black hair was coiffed as a Mohawk and depending on momentary point of view, may have exhibited a few rings. There were a few watchers who knew her name; primarily her college students and what remained of her embarrassed family; those kin who had not yet opted for hari-kari.

She was unpopularly known by her "stage" name of Cat Jacker. She was the most vocal "dissident" living in the affluent town of Klosterneuburg, Austria. She required no opening inquiry and was already engaged in an extended soliloquy when her mike was turned on.

Ostensibly, in an effort to attain viewer interest, the cameraman flip-flopped his focus between her open mouth and open legs. In an agitated, strident tone, she was in the midst of saying; ".... is bullshit. Hey, you've heard all the theories. It's too late to do anything about them. I mean that, even if tomorrow we could conclusively prove that 9-11 was an inside job used as an excuse to feed the war machine and bring fascism to the free world, so what? Can't fix it now. So many things have been put into place because of it, there's no way it can be unraveled. The money's in the hands of the crooks and Americans have been trained to allow the cops to do anything; for their own safety of course. Besides, if it was proven, there would be a gigantic group on the internet every day saying that the proof was falsified under an anti-American conspiracy to make the country an open target for whoever hates it. If you don't believe me, check this out. There are hundreds of thousands of useless physical books, e-books, audio tapes, and movies available through AmawayOnSteroids at no charge. 100% of these entertainment modules have been done by people who offer no solutions. They seem to think that if they expose the 'true history' that some sort of miracle will take place and everything will be all right; much of that everything in their pants pocket. How fucking lame can thy get? Moreover, they say that they do this with an un-biased outsider's viewpoint. That has to be some sort of a joke. It's only true in one unintended sense. With the exception of two years of Rantin' B. Blusterbutt in Flatass, Texas, none of them live in the US they disparage from afar. ................. Shit. What do they know about it? What they copy off the internet nut sites? Is it any wonder why everyone is so fucked up? Who the hell could be reasonably expected to overcome all of this?

Did you see the latest one? Jackie was the second JFK shooter. Yup, Jackie. See, she's a member of this ruling class which wanted him dead, and she was perfect as she would be the last one suspected. After Marilyn? They gotta be shittin' me. As a prize she gets to marry this fossil who looks like a turtle left out in the sun without a shell. And that's his face. Can you imagine ........ But, you know how it goes now that every nebbish has access to computerized editing. A bright one who was raised on Barnum's; 'No one ever lost a buck, yadda, yadda,' figures that it will take him five minutes to doctor and post the film. It now shows Jackie holding something silvery in her hand and it is pointed at Jack's head. Can we get real for just a minute? Come on. Even if that silver thing was a gun in Jackie's hand, any self-respecting woman would not have been pointing it at her high income, husband's head. She'd have been aiming it at his schwantz. Admit it. Can we talk? Come on. Do you really think that this woman was comfortable in sucking on something that was up Marilyn's culo after Bobby was done for the night? Let's get a little bit real, okay?

So, what's my point you astutely inquire? Why am I on a conspiracy theory show when I find the investigation of conspiracies useless? I'll tell you. I'm from a younger generation. The people writing these books predate Elvis and they just go on re-hashing the same old things, seeking a bigger market share and more money. Well, we're sick of it and only watch and read it when we want something to laugh about. Give us new ideas or give us death. And just fuck Obama's lying bullshit.

There's some black comedian I just adore who starts his act with; 'I apologize. ..... No. We apologize to all you white folk. When we told you to vote for him we REALLY thought that he was a nigger.' I really wish that I could give you his name, but I can't re-locate it. Some of those radical, foreign conspiracy theorists have informed me that all his old videos have been removed from YouTube; that he has ignored his $50,000,000 movie-TV contract; that he is hiding somewhere in Africa; and that if you say or write his name you will be subjected to a minimum of a comprehensive, seven year, IRS fraud audit and a maximum of an arrest under the Patriot Act, with all its ramifications. I can get hot over a lot of things, but being water-boarded at Gitmo while dogs snarl at my naked body ain't one of them. I can tell you one thing for certain. If this man walked out on a $50,000,000 contract he's not one of the Sephardic or Diasporal members of my club.

Okay, you don't buy that stuff about the non-monetary motivation. All right, all right; so listen to this.

I have a confession to make. I think I have located one of those weird stories which, in this case, makes perfect sense. I have seen this one with my very own eyes and heard it with my very own ears. The two Beatles who are considered officially dead, and the one thought by many to be dead back in 1970; remember the tell-tale bare feet on that cute goyishe boy; and the one still thought alive have made a comeback. Yes, yes, yes. I'm so excited. They have formed a new group which they have called 'Beat the Meatles,' and have issued a CD with the same name. While it is not yet available from your local Wal-Mart or AmawayOnSteroids.Com., and may never be, it may be downloaded free from a "deep web" site; available with the appropriate software enhancement. I detail how this can be done for this and other cutting edge entertainment in my recently released e-book; 'Deep Doo Doo,' available through the AOS monopoly for US$.99. Yes, I know the title's kind of lame, but AOS wouldn't accept the first title in their spiffy Ginder Store. Most importantly, it's cheap; cheap as they allow. ....... Hey, you guys made this system. We just try to live with it without laughing in your face.

Take my word; what you will see and hear is a revelation. And damn, it's still available for free. Utilizing the simplicity of the "play" button, the music is reminiscent of the early, at least to the US, 'I Wanna Hold Your Hand' days; days of innocence and simplicity, now updated to 'I Wanna Hold Your Crotch.' It shows extraordinary potential for chart climbing popularity; maybe even ten songs at a time. 'Girl Enbalmed' is a personal favorite. But, don't be swayed by that. The old time Beatles and the 'new time' Beat the Meatles don't need the money anymore. Excepting the outvoted one, they're supposedly dead, right? Their concerns likely center on issues of decomposition, foul odor and zombie possibilities. Anyway, Right Guard correctible smell aside, it seems of much more significance, assuming that the "s" word contains something other than a pretense for a posthumous pedestal, to hear their 'hidden' message. Through the utilization of a stereo system which did not anticipate the Job and Gates improvements on the horizon, I have found playing their pop ditties in reverse, provides one with an undeniably clear message. There are many, but suffice for now to focus on one. Utilizing the invert-procedure-function, especially on 'Dear Prudence Stoned' it is in-arguably well-defined that they are telling us to 'Kill the pigs.' ...... Tower of Babel consistent confusion descends. ................. Sigh. Another. Another. ............... I don't think they're referring to Porky. They only attempt to inadequately buy mind time; mine; maybe; the ancients' proven jokers.

There is someone else more powerful and temporarily now in charge. Someone like a multi-national CEO with a three year contract and a Greenwich, back country, retirement lust. So, Mr. and Mrs. LoBianco, living in what some would still call decadence, and the few would call 'a sincere attempt to love,' the BTM group does not requisition your demise, and likely never did. It was just a misinterpretation articulated by a stupid, mean-spirited, jealous and also competent and influential midget. He had no magical powers whatsoever, but was able to convince a few that he did. The saddest part was that his tiny stature and tiny implication was media used as a "concrete" form; one which hates and is dependent upon finding 'new' paying subscribers; and also which that same media innocently, the best of love, unlikely, irrelevant in the overall scheme of things, in their hearts and minds, use their loving principles to innocently be tricked into the "support" of that which will kill them; and me; and you; and anyone not sufficiently brave to have been a passenger on the long gone dreams of the "Wooden Ships," the brave and beautiful, now only garbage-can dirtied, wounded, cold, hungry and homeless. It may well be only the gaps in human understanding to adhere to the position I espouse; 'I' an admission of my biases. Yet, it seems to me that they are truly warm, have learned and felt, but still cannot comprehend more than is presented on the surface; and even have difficulty with that. Laugh. Laugh. I do. Kind of cruel; but also an attempt at honesty and laughed at feeling. I know that we all do something like that; at least for a while, which is always remembered, and wished to be forgotten. In all too short a time, it's just, at best, another tragic rendition of French, 1940's, 'Children of Paradise.' Stupid all of us will be free, minds and hearts rejoicing the . ............................ Pollyanna optimism. Beyond, beyond and beyond. Self-congratulation possibly unrestrained. My personal apologies.

In recognized ignorance; invariably possible in the infinite; yet to be attempted to be unsuccessfully and temporarily constrained .......... Hmmnnnnn. A bit too old fashioned, wouldn't you say? What the hell are we trying to talk about? How about a rephrase in light of modern technology? Let me add that in the second decade of the 21st century it has become apparent that there has been a substantial increase in the number of people who believe in conspiracy theories. The momentum seems to have been gathering since the assassination of JFK.

Conspiracy is defined by Merriam-Webster, in its monopoly on demarcations as 'the act of conspiring together.' A minimum and possible maximum of 'Two' seems to be implied, but not specifically stated by the franchise. 'Omigod,' the 'good' people exclaim. 'The authorities are not trustworthy.' Surprise, fuckin' surprise. The US government has about 40 billion employees. To be able to quote one who erroneously says something implying some sort of nefarious plot seems a mathematically 100% probability. To be able to quote one with something verifiable; at the least usable as anecdotal evidence in court; diminishes that percentage infinitely.

That correctly, Warren-Commission-induced distrust, has expanded to exponential stupidity. Another 'surprise.' There truly is no possible way that Oswald alone could have done that with which he has been credited, and everyone except the Warren Commission knows it. Another surprise, surprise to those who think they can pull the wool over.

You know, it may be that the old farts on the Warren Commission gave birth to all of this garbage. That's funny in a perverse way, as they had passed child bearing age. Maybe they did it out of senility. Maybe Alzheimer's was a factor. Maybe they wanted to make a mess. Maybe they were coerced. Maybe they had something up their sleeves. Maybe, maybe, maybe.

I know one big thing. Beat the Meatles have shown me the future; and it is murder. And you can access it for free if you purchase my $.99 e-book 'Deep Doo Doo.' It's enhanced with un-doctored photos of the low down. Can you dig it?"

In the unexpected pause, Adnan Koshaggy deftly enjoined with; "I thank you for your articulation of a well thought out alternative vision. Whether or not it meets the rigid definition of conspiracy remains to be seen. However, that debatable point is as subject for the academics; and frankly, if past experience is any guide, they will not come to any kind of consensus until after we and this show are long forgotten. I thank you for your un-prompted presentation. That sort of thing makes my job easy. And audience, run to your computer and order a copy of 'Deep Doo Doo' by Cat Jacker. It's an affordable killer. Need I say more? Okay, a little break. A word from the people who pay for this. Cat, behave yourself! Mohawks have become routine; but those nose rings up the ante a bit. That is a nose; isn't it? Let's pretend. Didn't you ever have an imaginary friend?"

A fluffy white dog ran from the house and excitedly bounded along the fenced back yard. He slowed a bit with each step and came to a full stop when he finished the entirety of the trip. His tongue was out indicating happiness or hope, while his eyes remained wary and disappointed. He sat on his haunches and looked up, seeming to ask; "Where is he?"

An unseen adult male spoke. "He's looking for my son, Joey. So was I. Sammy Bubbles has more faith than me. I know that Joey and sixteen other nine-year-olds were shot to death two months ago. Little Sammy doesn't understand. He's not even two years old yet. It happened at the elementary school. This seems to be happening someplace almost every day now. I'm no right wing fanatic, but I know that this has got to stop. In the meantime, whenever I bring little Sammy into the yard, for a moment I'll also hope that Joey is waiting for us there."

A voice over said; "We're looking for solutions to problems never before envisioned. If you'd like to help the Sammies and Joeys of this world, please send whatever you can to the Christian ......."

The Statue of Liberty

The camera went back to Adnan's plush chair; Adnan still in it. He seemed a bit less chirpy than usual and said to no one in particular; "New sponsor? ................ Just for this show. Okay." His voice strained to elevate as he said; "For your pleasure we now welcome a man who needs no introduction. You all know his face from the time he made headlines for being arrested at his home in the south of France; in the house formerly occupied by Jean Renoir as a matter of fact. As you recall, the French authorities charged him with subversion, based on a few of the passages contained in his novel; 'The Rules of the Charade.' You may not be aware, as it was not reported in the mainstream news, that he was acquitted of that charge by a jury who said that the book, taken as a whole, was incomprehensible; and therefore could not be categorized as subversive. Keep in mind that our guest's primary language is French. Come on out here Luc Godard."

A thin man in his 70's purposefully strode on stage accompanied by his wife, a woman in her 50's, apparently struggling to keep up. Since the chair was so oversized they both sat in it.

Luc was agitated and before a question was thrown his way blurted out; "Your last guest, that Ms. Jacker really is a complete waste of time. She extols the virtues of a dumbed down modern existence, while she herself tries to display personal intelligence, compounding that with an overly obvious, thick eared joke about her own stupidity. If she thinks that it is funny, she must either be someone who has not heard of the Paris massacres or is not human. To so matter of factly speak of murder being the future is unforgivable."

An offstage female voice screamed; "Fuck you, old fart. I deal with what is. Not your 'heart-rending' geriatric fantasies. Go back where you came from."

"Fuck you, too, ugly bitch. Or more appropriately, don't fuck you. It would be too much of a favor."

"If I had a gun I'd walk out there and blast you right now."

"That's your fantasy. If you had a gun. Never did and never will. Baby toys, if anything. Cry some more over it. My old man and I find it amusing."

There was another screen blip, and when the video returned, Adnan Koshaggy sounded as if he was admonishing Luc when he said; "Just ignore it. The people are here to see you; not them. You're giving the morons more recognition than they warrant. Using your most recently acquired insights into the matter, tell us where we're at. I note that you have not put out a new book in five years. Why is that? Surely, there must be much to share."

"Thank you, Adnan. I haven't worked on any books lately as I see them as a dying medium. On an artistic level literature is afraid of anything new; while it simultaneously complains of repetition. This is a recipe for a drawn out finale. On a commercial level the AOS dominated industry effectively precludes all but ten writers and publishers from making any sort of living from books, a denial of free speech at the gut level. Personally, I am sufficiently disgusted to not have the least interest in redoing the things I did forty years ago. If the messages sent back then did not make any difference; either I communicated poorly or no one bothered to listen. Whatever. I have no intention of putting them in 2016 garb and technology and trying it again. Don't take this a sad statement. I tried my best and now I don't care.

Based on the most anecdotal and statistically insignificant evidence at my disposal, it appears that the current conspiracy beliefs reflect the notion that every significant event is the result of a successfully carried out plot against the people. Nothing happens by chance. There is always high powered collusion with predictable results; be it Oprah's gender fascination or the ISIS attributed, how to video, concerning beheading mechanics.

Though it is obvious that I am not a 'Yankee Doodle Dandy,' sometimes I cannot help but think that I should have been more like a character in a Cagney movie; its intended communications now buried. ...... It was once seen by everyone. I know, just like the first grade teacher presented with the doggy excuse. Yeah, a resounding yeah; I'd like to see the look in your eyes; first level; second that .......... I don't know. It seems up to you. ........... I'm trying my best to be honest. .......... I think that I might, with some degree of condescension, understand the Jacker point of view. If she would make it clear, we could go from there. I think. I believe. Do you? Does she? ....... No? Then, why bother? Stupid, isn't it? Yes and no; refer to Franzen for details, most educated, book selling, while being erudite. Half of the time; yes?

I'm digressing, more than Joyce; more than Faulkner; more than Wallace, simultaneously thinking that this diatribe might be viewed as more relevant than another fantasy. Succession the key. A succession was another in a series of momentary, popular distractions. Kind of funny. I guess; the myriad of Faulkner presumed viewpoints sustained the almost 'literary' market of the time and its inconsequential copiers of what was truly anti-literary.

I guess that at the bottom line, I judgmentally place the burden and guilt upon you; first my seductive Apple; so loved, so needed, so much what which makes life worth living; later, too easily a court effective, plea bargain, Chief Justice endorsed. In the absence of any personal solace; just my need of the too dated fantasy and joke of any sense of an Eden required vision executed in blindness.

Break needed and taken, not yet adequately defined. If it makes any difference it is likely the most ....... No, let me say it another way. ........ That's so a thought conducive with ......... Permit me. You open, then quiver, then retreat. I imply things. Is my confusion and hurt greater than yours? I hope not. I don't want to imagine what you've seen. I think that I might have some sort of idea. I would rather go blank, realizing that in my making that statement you can easily infer that which was not intended.

At least eleven of you once called this country your home. You know the theory about the ones and the angels. Yes, we all disagree with some policies. Yes, sometimes it seems that we the people are getting the short end of the stick. Yes, sometimes we think that. It is an American right to think it, say it, and vote out those with whom they disagree. The predominance of the US worldwide hatred; the criticism of the sovereign only allowed here, by the US right to speak freely, has fueled free speech here. It's a tautology which seems to have been forgotten or currently perceived as radical.

The inarticulate foreign ones who seek to sell their garbage to the disenfranchised section of the American market attempt to hide their origins and their agenda. They realize that to highlight their remoteness would be tantamount to admitting that everything they pretend to know of America has been gathered from the Internet; their computers 10,000 miles away. They also realize that to make it known that they are merely another sucker chasing the Yankee dollar will hinder their plans. Its silly season, maybe the Season of the Witch. And yet having said that; I am also convinced that the entire phenomenon can be traced back to the idiotic Warren Commission's report. There is no possible way one shooter could have done what they said Oswald did by himself. One lesson I have learned in seven decades of life is that if one is compelled to lie, it is indicative of the practitioners of rudimentary first level competence and in their interest to do the necessary research to make that lie a credible one. Not particularly outstanding grammar school children quickly learn that to tell the teacher; "The dog ate my homework," does not negate the zero. Common sense, right?

Not so common today. Today's conspiracy theorists have made proficient use of the commercial possibilities in the situation and there has been an impact well beyond their limited sight or care; resulting in their absurd suggestion of a de facto anti-American support for terrorism. No, it is not admitted or stated so simply. That's why I said de facto. Sure. Right. The US is creating warful entities which will bankrupt it, and make it irrelevant in the world. Anyone who says this should not be spoken with.

Thanks to the Warren Commission, the fact that the US government sometimes lies to its citizens makes them the perennial bad guys; subject to a scrutiny no other sovereign in the world has had to endure.

Up until 1963 few Americans thought that there was any stealth bombing in the air. Led by the US, the Allies had wiped out the Fuhrer and sent Fascism to its temporary grave. The world was safe for a democracy led by the good guys. The kids would grow straight and tall. Levittown grew where potatoes once did. 'I like Ike' buttons were the extent of political erudition. That's what Americans thought, despite Eisenhower's final address which said; 'Beware the military-industrial complex.' He may have been the one who coined that word; hence the misunderstanding.

Back then the US only had to worry about those goddam commies with nukes a few miles away. So, when the bell went off all the kids ran down to the school basement, and stood facing the wall, with one hand behind their head. .............. 'Hey, it doesn't hurt to be prepared,' the authorities said. The kids alternated between amusement and anxiety as they had seen films of the bomb's effects.

A younger man was elected president. He beat Nixon in a close one. No matter how much of a peace-nik, Gandhi-esque, saint-hero he is painted in certain foreign circles today, his short time in office was not considered a success, in any sense of the term, in its time and place. Nor was he considered a failure. The first posthumous book about him was titled; 'Johnny, We Hardly Knew Ye.' This man, who is now worshipped for being a martyr to whichever trigger one wishes to choose, was having mixed results. Risking global warfare, his authorization of the Cuban blockade proved to be effective; and is likely also to have been his greatest moment. The Russian ships turned back. Yet, those who choose to mis-remember history, now see him as the Prince of Peace, among other things.

I've got a bit of news. A BLOCKADE IS INTERNATIONALLY CONSIDERED AN ACT OF WAR.

Then he had to go to Texas; and ride around in an open topped car. I mean, really, would you feel safe driving around Texas in an open topped car? Oh sure, I guess Connolly said it would be all right, but look at his results; a ricocheting bullet or two. Everyone else knows that there is always a ricochet. The fact that it was surreptitious warmonger LBJ's home state was apparently not a consideration. I guess that's 20-20 hindsight as Lyndon was an outspoken anti-Viet Nam war Senator, just prior to his Vice Presidency. Who could predict that this peace-nik would choose to fund the war machine, better than it had ever been previously funded in non-inflation-adjusted dollars?

The up shoot of this whole messy affair is that this admitted mistake still has a life and repercussions a half century later. The absurdity at this point seems to be that it is more difficult to find a group who did not want JFK dead; than it is to find many that supposedly did. The latest theory is that Jackie did it, in her leopard skin pillbox hat.

In its time the assassination engendered little of the speculative furor it has now gathered in the US; though European sources immediately picked up on the issue. This general topic will be later discussed, in the context of how it is still true today, that foreign interests are at the core of what can easily be viewed as anti-US propaganda.

In 1963-64 the nation was shocked. Things were quickly changing. And let's face it; as much as people say that they want things changed; when presented with an alternative; they invariably say; 'No, not that.' It is only in subsequent decades when they say; 'We should have,' implying their inconsequential support which was non-existent at the appropriate time when it actually might have had some significance.

Asides, asides. The Warren Commission founded the US conspiracy industry by saying that Oswald acted alone. ................... No fucking way they could have been right. What some don't seem to understand is that to say that Harvey had a partner is not the same thing as saying that that partner was the CIA, FBI, Shadow US Government, Cuba, Russia, KGB, KKK, the Federal Reserve, the Banksters, the Mafia, the Military Industrial Complex, the Zionists, the Bilderbergers, the Illuminati, the Masons, Jackie or the Boy Scouts of America. It is just saying that all evidence strongly suggests that he had a partner. Most likely Lee had a lackluster cohort with nothing else to occupy his time, proficiency with a rifle and an extraordinary ability to keep his mouth shut.

Why the conspiracy theorists never openly consider the possibility that LHO had a nut friend; as un-accomplished as himself; is a testimony to how skewed the interests of those same conspiracy theorists are. The substantially foreign grouping, with the possible exception of one fat-headed loudmouth relocatee now ensconced in West Texas, have found a way to extract Yankee dollars through providing no value while producing potential problems.

Yes, you are 100% right in pointing out that the economically conducive speculations concerning the little-green-men events which played out in a remote area predated the Kennedy debacle; thereby having a legitimate claim to grand-daddy, conspiracy theory status. However, I would contend that this observation is formed with the benefit of 20-20 hindsight, incorporating 'ideas' which only subsequently became popular. In its time, the 'Roswell Incident' was popularly considered some sort of joke, perpetrated by some drunken farm-boy in serious need of attention or one who wished to sell tickets for a tour of his useless land. He was aided by one unfortunate statement made by a military man not versed in public relations, and some well-placed aluminum foil.

On the Southern hand, the delivery of 3,000 automatic high powered, military caliber, weapons to the Sinaloa Drug cartel in Mexico, via the operations of the Drug Enforcement Agency partnership, in a supposed sting operation, resulted in the deaths of thousands of Mexican civilians, police, military and US Border Patrol Officers. This is never discussed by the alien conspiracy guys. I guess it's just too current; too possibly relevant and dangerous for them to get off the safe ground provided by the museum pieces purchased decades ago. The obviously illegal operation was sanctioned by Obama and Attorney General Eric Holder. No one has yet been held responsible!!!! There is no ongoing investigation!!  
What kinds of maniacs arm these types of people????? Why is this not investigated? The answer to the first question is that they are either sociopaths in a position to make money from the powers within the Military Industrial Complex; ones afraid of the Military Industrial Complex; stupid sociopathic thrill seekers; and those chromosomally abundant. The second question is one step more multifaceted. The primary reason is because it is more dangerous than making a living from writing about antiquated irrelevances. Another is that since a foreigner, one named Murdoch, has been allowed to control all US mainstream news any such investigative stories are scrutinized to death by the editors and the writer's career becomes jeopardized. Questions similar to; 'Might there be a fact not here articulated which may be available out there which could be of some significance to someone somewhere which you have not included in your report?' As phrased the only possible answer is 'yes,' which sends the reporter back to the drawing board with a suspicion that they didn't like what he said. Of course it would be socially objectionable to criticize Obama, and you all know why that is. Without any public mention of it he increased the spending and troops for the 'War on Terror' four times over Dubya and Cheney.  
Once again suspicion must surround the truest discernable reason for the arming! Maybe to help protect the CIA's prize cash cow on America's doorstep!

At the same time Obama was being sworn in as president for the first time, senior Republicans held a meeting at a Washington DC restaurant. At the meeting, they conspired to block any and all of Obama's programs and policies. They agreed to simply not work with him on anything. The GOP accelerated their programs of striking voters off the voting lists, passing laws requiring specific ID while voting, ID that the elderly, poor and many college students cannot afford. They also gerrymandered every state so Democrats could not win Congressional seats. Within months of Obama taking office, the Democrats lost the House and barely controlled the Senate. They control neither now. It was a miracle Obama's first policy effort, the one he 'borrowed' from Hillary, the Affordable Care Act, was passed, even in the bastardized form it took.  
Many of the problems Americans have in this country now are due to someone from another part of the world. As previously mentioned, the easy example is Rupert Murdoch and his phony Fox News. That channel has destroyed journalism in this country and made heroes out of some of the dumbest people he could find.

The Dems took a hard right turn after the election of Reagan. They thought the country was going that way, too. It wasn't though. There were a couple of sociological studies done after Reagan's election to find out why, after the wildness of the Sixties and Seventies, Americans would elect such a conservative Republican. It turned out the men who did a one eighty and voted for Reagan were largely the Vietnam anti-war protesters who proved to be not really anti-war, but were anti-going-to-war-themselves. When Nixon introduced the draft lottery and the male protesters realized they weren't going to be drafted, they left the anti-war movement and started voting the greed ticket.

It was a leap of faith for anyone to have expected a super liberal agenda from Obama's undisclosed and unquestioned 'new ideas.' In actuality 'the new ideas' have proven to be the legalization of gay marriage which is actually handled at state level and gay military service which was handled by Clinton, coupled with a botched confusion of a National Healthcare Plan, and an increasingly continued funding and bombing of Bush's fifteen year old 'War on Terror.' His perceived race has cowered any Liberal criticism; and the college students, high school teachers, and old hippies who originally bought all that un-named pie in the sky stuff are silent now. This man will someday go down in history as one of the worst presidents of all time; as well as the number one most untouchable. There are things worth speaking and writing about; but the foreign conspiracy theorists will only regurgitate safe, old, and unproven stories.

Here is where that foreign, Australian devil, Rupert Murdoch, once again steps in to subvert the American democratic process through his fearful minions. Bernie has been rendered mute in the mainstream. Trump is there every single day and little brother Jeb-of-the-Throne-Game is there, unless he again manages to say something particularly stupid by Bush standards.

Everyone agrees that the largest issue mankind faces today is Terrorism. Someone defined that term as; 'Violence propagated by the disenfranchised; while the same kind of violence propagated by the powers that be is called National Defense.' Some may dismiss this as semantics, but some are just plain wrong. To complicate matters further, conspiracy theorists and their followers propose that much of these activities are 'false flag' operations. A further question might be; 'Who started the mess?' The question may have no relevance in terms of peaceful solutions attainable today. All parties claim that they are acting in self-defense with god on their side and the populations which support them do not vote for atheists. A simple level of cynicism suggests that because of their insatiable demand for oil the US chose to get involved, and have found a need to get more involved every year. Rest assured that there is much more to it; but you'll never hear it from a conspiracy theorist.

It seems painfully obvious that terrorism, like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder."

The screen turned blue for five seconds. When the video was restored a somewhat disheveled and distraught appearing Adnan Koshaggy was still in his chair; though Luc Godard and his wife were gone. He was leaning as far left as the chair allowed; in an apparent attempt to distance himself from the young man in the chair to his right. He introduced the man as Dez D. Light, mentioning that he had written a few e-books people have yet to discover; and that among other accomplishments he had written a few Goofreads reviews which had gotten him some notoriety as a troll among less than ten, but nonetheless marginally 'significant' GFR writers-reviewers-librarians. Dez was a US citizen, residing in Arcata, California, after having emigrated from Brooklyn. Dez was flailing his arms around in a manner which made Adnan appreciative of the distance; though in actuality Dez was waving to his eight passionate followers.

Adnan inquired; "I'm sure you have been listening to the words of our previous guests. What would you like to add to the earlier commentaries?"

Dez squirmed a bit in his chair and then said; "To tell you the truth, I wasn't listening at all. I had my headphones on, trying to chill out to Nirvana. Frankly, in the overall context that seems not to matter at all because there's a conspiracy theory behind absolutely fucking everything.

I didn't know until I was looking for information about the Sandy Hook massacre that there's a conspiracy theory about that. Yes! Apparently it was a 'false Flag' operation and all set up.  
Contrails are no longer contrails - they're chemtrails!!! That's right. They're spraying a mist of aluminium to make us even more stupid. Yes I know, you thought it was water vapour but you're an idiot. Haven't you noticed that increase in planes flying since you were a kid? Nope. It's nothing to do with the fact that air travel has increased ten-fold. It's planes specifically designed to spray shit all over us.

Think it can't get any more fucking treacherous? How about Hurricanes? Haven't you heard of HARP???? The US gov't uses this technology to send hurricanes to people they don't like, as long as they're in exactly the same places naturally occurring hurricanes spring up from a millennia before HARP was even invented by those scientists that have had explosives inserted into their chests to keep them from talking."

"I'm sorry. I didn't quite follow that. Would you mind repeating the part about the hurricanes and the explosive scientists?"

"Hey, don't get cutesy with me. I know fuckin' well that I ain't anybody big and famous; never will be; and don't want to be. I can say whatever the fuck I want and the corrupt authorities can make that a tempest in a teapot; one circling the earth. There's a Catch-22 everywhere. That's the way the crapass architect designed the place. Fuck it.  
You really have to absolve yourself of all logical processes and sceptical rational thought. Anything on the news is one conspiracy or another. Yes that's right, at this moment there are over a billion conspiracies being plotted, hatched, acted out..... you better watch out!

You know, all this significant stuff is going on, and the conspiracy guys keep distracting everybody by talking about the Illuminati. Christ, they can't even decide on the right name. Sometimes they say Masons. Sometimes they say Rosicrucians. Sometimes they just oughta shut the fuck up.

According To A Pamphlet I Read **entitled'How to Overthrow the Illuminati' here are five good reasons why Illuminati conspiracy theories are bullshit according to this pamphlet I read, although they probably just made this pamphlet because they work for the Illuminati and are trying to put us off the scent. He he. Little joke there.** Everyone talks about the Illuminati. You probably have heard that Jay-Z and Beyonce are members of the Illuminati, and channel demons when they perform. You probably have heard that Obama is a member of the Illuminati, and plans to implant microchips in all U.S. citizens, to prepare for martial law. You probably have heard the dollar bill contains secret symbols, which reveal the U.S. has been controlled by the Illuminati for hundreds of years... Illuminati theory is put in place by the elites as a subterfuge. Almost every Illuminati theory is made up of a few main pieces, like the different parts of an urban legend. The pieces can be put together in different combinations, or one piece can be emphasized more than another. But they always combine to tell more or less the same story. You probably have heard these different pieces mentioned; the Illuminati, the Masons, the Zionists, the Satanists, the Bilderbergs, or the Bankers. Each of these pieces of Illuminati theory arose at different times in history. In most cases, they were developed by rich and powerful people, who were being kicked out of power by mass movements. Elites invented Illuminati theory to explain challenges to their power, and today poor and working class people use it to explain their own oppression. Illuminati theory seeks to make you feel helpless. _Illuminati theory makes the enemy out to be all-powerful._ Because Illuminati theory denies that history involves chance and mistakes, it makes the Illuminati seem god-like. This is like when peasants used to say that kings were untouchable gods, and could not be overthrown. The truth is, there is no social group so powerful that humanity cannot overthrow it. Illuminati theory offers no viable solutions _to the problems it tries to explain._ Ultimately Illuminati theorists have no strategy, no game plan, no way out for billions of oppressed people on this planet. If the enemy is all-powerful and most people are duped, then there's nothing that can be done. All they can do is constantly talk about conspiracies, and complain that people are brainwashed and will never wake up. _Illuminati theory is impossible to disprove._ How do we know that all the conspiracy theories on YouTube aren't actually produced by the Illuminati? How do we know that Illuminati theory itself isn't a government hoax, designed to convince people that it's impossible to fight back? _Illuminati theory sees everything as connected, and leaves no room for coincidences or mistakes._ Illuminati theorists tie every major world event to the Illuminati. They believe every event in human history is carefully watched, planned, or even controlled by conspiratorial groups. They leave no room for coincidence. Illuminati theorists believe everything happens for a reason, and that everything is willed; by the Illuminati. Illuminati theorists are searching for answers. The truth is that masses of ordinary people have the ability to change society. History has shown it over and over again. Illuminati theorists are searching for answers about why society is fucked up. If masses of people aren't asking the same question, it's not because they're stupid; it's because they don't think it's possible to change things, and so don't bother looking any deeper. Theories only move people to action when they provide an accurate explanation of the things they are experiencing, and offer viable ways for them to act to change things. Illuminati theory offers neither. It's useless to the people."

"Pardon me, Dez. You were on a pretty good roll there, but it's time for a few messages."

"This is just exactly how the shit works. Every goddam time you ......."

Adnan and Dez were replaced by a blue screen which said; "You are watching KAYOD, 'The Conspiracy Entertainment Channel.'"

A bald headed man with a light beard appeared on screen. He was in a sunny, suburban back yard trimming back the purple and white flowering, old fashioned weigela bushes. He placed the clippers on the grass, stood up, smiled, and started talking to the camera as if it were an old friend. He said; "Hi, I'm Pierced Brewsman, and I'm on a mission. No, it's not to cut back all the flowering bushes. It's to help our kids. In these days of computer generated volumes of bad information the little ones can get scared out of their wits." A little boy in short pants entered the screen and stood next to the bald man; who reached down and mussed his blond hair. "Timmy is now six years old and he's all right now. But, a year ago he was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. You see, he was convinced that he was either going to be abducted by experimenting aliens, taken to hell by his Barney doll, brought to Gitmo by Obama and his secret CIA operatives, or otherwise waylaid by his friend next door who was reading; 'The Catcher in the Rye.' Though we are inundated with this kind of 'entertainment,' we don't have to succumb to it. I had to learn how to de-program Timmy, and in so doing I realized that there were plenty of kids out there who need the same thing. So, I'm here to tell you that I offer these services to anyone in the continental United States. Just call the number at the bottom of the screen or send me a message at www/outwiththeconspirators.com; and I'll be glad to be of assistance. If money is a consideration I've written a book called 'Out With the Conspirators.' It's available on AmawayOnSteroids for $.99 in e format and $9.99 in paper. Thank you. .......... Come on, Timmy. Let's get back to work." He and Timmy walked back to the purple and white flowering, old fashioned weigela bushes.

As the backyard visuals slowly faded out, the viewer heard Jimi Hendrix surprise everyone at Woodstock by playing "The Star Spangled Banner."

Adnan Koshaggy and Dez D. Light were back on screen. Adnan was in his plushy chair showing a bit of consternation as Dez was showing his longest finger to a heckler in the audience.

Adnan said; "Come on back here, Dez. You've got another opportunity to further enlighten us."

Dez stalked back to his chair, after off mike, saying a last something to the audience. He slouched in the chair and said; "Some of these fuckin' people must have been home schooled using the goddam net."

"Be that as it may; you can now continue."

"I lost my train of thought, thanks to these assholes. ... Fuck."

"I understand that you have some interesting ideas concerning the demise of the dinosaurs. Perhaps you can share them with us."

"I'll try. But, if those jackasses start to harass me again, I swear to god that ........ Okay, okay. Changing theories have abounded regarding the disappearance of our huge predecessors. They currently range from an Evangelical Christian claim of non-existence to the conspiratorial view that they have become able to appear to us as something they are not. In this view they have become adept at looking like the Bushes, the Kissingers, the Clintons, the Reagans, the Putins, the Kardashians, et al, and continue to control the world surreptitiously. Only those fitted with special glasses can see the 'truth.'

I may have missed it, but I have not noted any discussion of dinosaur ethnicity. To think of them as one big happy family seems to make as much sense as thinking of humans that way. There had to have been skin color and cultural differences between the dinosaurs that lived in Africa, Asia, the Middle East, Europe and dare I say the Americas. This may have affected their coping skills.  
And maybe there was a moderately sized one with a funny mustache in Europe. Maybe since he had trouble holding his brush, he failed as an artist; and hated the world; especially those living in other parts of it as well as some living nearby. Maybe because of his 'philosophy' and oratorical skills he got backing from the biggest guys. And maybe those big guys only. So, what happened? It went as planned for a while, and then Mr. Mustache got the idea to take things to another level and crossed the biggest guys. It's likely that this led to the nuclear stuff coming out; and they all died from the blasts or radiation illness.

It's possible; but I lean more toward this one, as it appeals to hard logic. Excepting the Loch Ness monster, they all drowned in the flood. Consider; Noah thought that he had gotten a message from god that there was going to be a deluge; I mean like something to put the global warming theorists to serious shame. Noah wasn't considered the most stable of people and he had gotten a hint in that it had already been drizzling for five days. Anyway, he goes to his neighbors to solicit help in building the necessary ark. But, they all think that he's a nut, because of the time when he told them about the flying saucer in his back yard; and the time he quit his job at Lockunheeded, Inc. because they were in cahoots with the CIA, and were supplying Strongman Sadass with weapons of mass destruction; and because of the time he called the cops in the middle of the night to save him and his family from a salivating tax assessor; and because of the time ........ You get my drift. So, now he is left completely alone to satisfy god's edict. He has no experience in ship building and because he doesn't have a job he has understandable difficulties in getting the necessary wood on credit. But, he gets some through the help of a Seventh Day Adventist business manager who had gotten stuck with some decaying pine. The stuff had been sitting in the church warehouse for a year, and the guy figured; 'What the hell?' I'm sure you can easily anticipate the rest. Noah's boat turns out to be on the small side. He knows that something the size of a dinosaur would tip and sink it. So, instead of the behemoths, he takes some of their eggs, but is frustrated when he cannot find an ass sufficiently large to sit on them, after they had already sailed away.

What I'd like to do next is read a review I wrote and posted on Goofreads. For the few of you who may not be aware; Goofreads is the book marketing arm of AmawayOnSteroids. It concerns a retarded book titled; 'Bank Robbery.' No, it wasn't about Dillinger. I wish it was. My review was titled; 'Another Conspiracy Fostered by the USA.' In another demonstration of the GFR-AOS policy of censoring anyone they deem to not be conducive to their sales, this review as well as its writer were deleted from their 'hallowed' halls. Fuck their hyped, useless, and severely over-rated shit; you be the judge.   
I have to be brief, as anything else is not accepted by AmawayOnSteroids. This book is retarded. It had to have been calculated as being of some possible interest to the uneducated, disgruntled segment of the US market.

Like the rest of its predecessors in the Alternative 'Intelligence' series; this, the sixth 'enlightenment,' this book again demonstrates, with the full use of quotes from others with no background in the subject, enhanced by pictures remarkably similar to those found on the web, that most everything done by the US government; whether that be the overt or the hidden version; is done to damage their own citizens as well as those of the rest of the world. At the bottom line of this particular 'effort', without any proof whatsoever, it is stated that the US financial system has, like every other American system, been used as some sort of ruse for nefarious activities. It is ostensibly within the logic of this book that the Fed's complicity with massive theft is consistent with its long term ability to fuel an economic engine the envy of the world. At the most bottom of lines; people are consistently seeking to come to America; not leave it. Like the foreign authors, many of those without the ability to emigrate, seek to sell their garbage here.  
The stupidities written or copied into this 'book' are the equivalent of asking your local dummy what he thinks about global co-operation, and writing that response.  
I could go on, and have, only to have that post rejected and deleted by AmawayOnSteroids. In an attempt to get under their radar, this is a softer version.

These family MBE granted; as opposed to college MBA earned foreign 'writers;' once again demonstrate the audaciousness of their life-long mini-privilege through the regurgitation of undocumented suspicions regarding 'issues' already considered and dismissed for centuries. They bring nothing new to the table; save quotes undocumented as to both source and substance from other un-heralded conspiracy capitalists; which have previously been rightly rejected. It is the equivalent of reading a mercifully concise, pre-Keynesian, lack of empiricism. As has become the usual pattern with the Alternative 'Intelligence' series, this laughable book seeks to find a market in the un-educated, dis-enfranchised, and those spending their pathetically, prolonged lives under the sufferance of their parents.  
In simplicity, the USELESS BOOK S**** AND IS ALSO WOEFULLY, UN-ENTERTAINING, INCORRECT AND AT IT'S BEST STUPIDLY MISLEADING. There is little doubt that this unintentional joke will soon be blessed with five star reviews, just like the others in the series. I'd like to point out that if you take the trouble to investigate their repertoire's glorious 'reviews' you will see that the same reviewers pop up time and again; often only in existence to five star the books of these 'authors.' With their state-of-the-art algorithms it is simply amazing how AOS-GFR continually misses that one; especially when electronically un-aided humans can find the pattern. In addition, the same reviews pop up on different venues under different names. If you check all of the 'reviews' you will see that I'm far from the only person to have noticed this fraud.

On the other hand, perhaps I'm being a tad too judgmental. It can be funny; much like watching Maxwell Smart. If that is not your current taste; AVOID THIS BOOK AT ALL COSTS; UNLESS YOU GET OFF ON UNINTENDED HUMOR. This seems to be the hottest topic the last few days; at least in the conspiracy industry.

I have no interest in entering any discussions about the authors' lack of technological credentials; academic or job-related. Feel free in you are so disposed. Their detractors have found them to have been greatly overstated in their couched understatement; often citing their checkered past history of allegedly fraudulent business dealings. Surprise, surprise."

Dez smirked derisively. He said; "Now let's hear from all the asses mired in proper protocol. Forgive me if I choose to keep my distance." He got up and walked off the stage. Eight people in the audience clapped without reservation and three were a bit more measured in their approach. It really didn't matter as each group was the recipient of cold stares from asses which remained in their seats.

On stage, Koshaggy showed facial signs of relief as he double and triple taked Dez' departure. He said; "Well, I guess that we don't have to worry about AmawayOnSteroids picking up the rights." Without the benefit of a cue, a large, silver haired man in a dark, floppy suit appeared at the stage's perimeter. Upon seeing him Adnan jubilantly said; "Jean! Jean! The Parisian source of brilliance. We are privileged to have as our next guest a man who writes no books. He makes movies and reaches a much wider audience. Welcome Jean Bissette."

Jean continued his journey and sat in the open seat, saying; "You are much too kind."

Adnan half smiled, displaying a possible nervousness. He said; "I suspect that you have been hearing much of what has been said tonight. Rather than trying to presumptuously prompt you with questions, I wonder if you might just share your thoughts with all of us."

"So you are abdicating, thereby leaving me with the difficult task." He chuckled, adding; "I appreciate that. You know that the rigors of propriety are an effective camouflage for insidiousness when in the hands of those who would harm. I believe that we in France have a special feeling for that, as we have been blessed with many outspoken geniuses, such as Balzac and Flaubert. One of the recurring themes throughout recent history is that the global elite will continue to profit any way they can. The largest payoffs come through funding wars all over the globe. There need not be any 'real' enemy, as imaginary ones serve the purpose just as well. The all-important perceptions can be created just as in a movie. Previously we knew when we were watching one, as we were in a theatre. Now, visuals appear all over and we tend to believe what we think we are seeing. Of course this can be and is managed. Anyone who says otherwise must have been hit in the head a few too many times. If a sufficient amount of the electorate believes that their security is at risk, then politicians who espouse an attack will get the support they need. If a sufficient amount of the electorate do not believe that their security is at risk then politicians will still propose wars and initiate campaigns of propaganda to substantiate them. Of course, the public is reliant on the media to inform them of the facts regarding potential threats. And therein lays the problem.  
Most recently in 2013, the mainstream press told us for at least the third time that North Korea was about to start a nuclear war; by their supposed announcement that they intended to launch a nuclear missile. Despite this being an old 'played' story this caused worldwide fear and the social media reaction was frantic. Though Kim Jong-Un's North Korea is said to be a brutal place rife with human rights violations, it appeared then as it has been born out in 2016 that it was an unlikely nuclear threat. North Korea has said that it does have nuclear power. But, it seems in all probability to have been posturing, like an internet bully alone in front of a non-threatening computer. Or, maybe North Korea has a weird sense of humor and with nothing better to do, get a kick out of upsetting the West. Their claim has no more worldwide significance than Muammar Gaddafi was in years prior.

Experts on the subject, some of whom have been granted access to North Korea's facilities have said that North Korea's possible nuclear obsession is precluded because the isolated nation lacked the materials to be a nuclear threat. However, the mainstream media chose to say none of this. The information is only available if one knows where to look on certain University websites. Instead of providing the context, the mainstream press continued the sensational story. Some even mentioned the potential for World War Three by bringing China into the equation and assuming it would side with North Korea in any international conflict. Ostensibly, since no one in the 'conspiracy industry' found a way to capitalize on the reports; less than a month or so later the news story had completely died. However, you can easily see how a managed media is able to create an event which can be used for the benefit of military contractors and those with whom they share the largesse.

My point in telling this story is really not anything about North Korea in particular. It's meant as an example of the way in which information can now be 'managed' to produce the effect of having people support an un-necessary military adventure. I wonder if this one was ignored by the profiteers only because the US Treasury has already been depleted through the fifteen year old 'War on Terror.' This high profile news story makes one question whether any wars have arisen from 'truth' or whether they were the result of propaganda. Conventional wisdom suggests that all international armed conflicts since WWII were provoked and inevitable. Despite the abject nonsense known in the time about Viet Nam, which has now been conveniently forgotten, it is certain that this is the commonly held belief about the conflicts that Western nations have been involved in. To openly say otherwise has its risks.  
But is this really true? Of course not.  
Since wars provide huge sums of money to the global elite and their minions it is very possible that the Soviets, the Viet Cong and Muslim extremists were also fabricated enemies of the West along with North Korea? But does what remains of the press venture into these areas? No. Do conspiracy theorists deal with them? No. They'd rather talk about reptilian overlords, child hunting and sex parties, not necessarily in that order, the US presidential lineage and the Bin Laden family's business relationship with the Bush family. ...... Umm. Can that last part be stricken from the record? So, why do the conspiracy theorists focus on matters less urgent? Easy, it's more lucrative and it is safer. I commend the folks here at 'The Conspiracy Entertainment Channel,' for putting things in their proper perspective; through the recognition that this is entertainment; no different than a 1930's screwball comedy. I am always amused to see the actors of 2016 pretending to be so serious and righteous.

Even from the best sources, one has to be suspicious of motivations. A 2010 NY Times article headlined 'U.S. Identifies Vast Mineral Riches in Afghanistan' provides an excellent summary of the abundance of rare, and often superconducting, minerals in the country. The article states, 'The previously unknown deposits, including huge veins of iron, copper, cobalt, gold and critical industrial metals like lithium are so big and include so many minerals that are essential to modern industry that Afghanistan could eventually be transformed into one of the most important mining centers in the world, the United States officials believe.' This article appeared at a time when the US was bombing the country in search of Bin Laden. All the aforementioned is simply an indication of how much recent invaders; the US and their allies, and before them the Russians, of course stood to gain by invading Afghanistan.

The US is considered bad if it turns refugees away. The US is considered bad if it takes them in. So say, the US hating conspiracy theorists. The 'rationale' for the former badness is simply being inhumane. The 'rationale' for the latter badness is that it is part of another conspiracy. It seems that the US has let in many ISIS operatives purposely, as the US shadow government knows that they will commit some mass atrocity, which will become an acceptable reason to expand the War on Terror and further restrict civil liberties. The US can't win. While the terrorism issue may be the most complicated one today, it is safe and simple to say that in a time of war the US should enforce longstanding laws and charge the perpetrators of such detrimental stupidity with sedition; or at the very least require some sort of intelligence test of foreign conspiracy theorists before allowing them to peddle their wares here. Listen to this abject absurdity purportedly said by a professed former US Intelligence man who is now trying to sell books. While his claimed rank was basically that of one engaged in branch level middle management, this deluded person always speaks in the authoritative tone of a director, and always finds inconsistencies in US covert operations which are suggestive of nefarious activities at a high level. One can legitimately ask a basic question. If he is so morally opposed to a myriad of US activities, why didn't we hear anything from him during his multi-decade work in support of those atrocities? Has his mindset changed in old age? Has he seen the error of his ways? There are no apologies. Has he attained Alzheimer's or some other fantasy? Or does he just need the money and wants to popularize his books? Is he who he says he is?

He has written this display of retardation; 'I'm no expert in Russian studies, but it seems to me Russia has gone from the proverbial frying pan to the proverbial fire. That is, Russia swung from Communism to Fascism. I also think that is largely the fault of the West. When the Soviet Union collapsed, the neo-Con West forced Russia to immediately change from a government-based economy to an unregulated free market based economy. The West, led by George H. W. Bush, wanted to turn Russia into a Libertarian paradise. Instead, they got an economic train wreck. They tried the same thing with Iraq with similar results. Without adequate regulation, the free market turned into an open black market with a handful of people garnering a great deal of wealth and power, and everyone else, well, not so good. Putin, using his KGB experience, was able to accumulate so much wealth and power he essentially became the de facto fascist leader of Russia. Even when he wasn't in office, he controlled the puppet strings of government. It really isn't that much different than what's happening now in the US: thanks to Republican deregulation, one percent of the population has all the wealth and power, and is controlling government from the shadows. President Jimmy Carter said the US is now an oligarchy. There is a very fine line separating oligarchy from fascism.'

This 'American' military man was quoted on a Saudi Arabian based 'conspiracy' website. This sort of half-truth nonsense followed by defective conclusions does not merit any response from anyone above the age of eight.

This will be my last rant of the evening. Some days turn out just plain funny and this is one of them. However the 'joke' offered by the one-trick-pony-anti-American conspiracy theorists is so well worn that it is necessary to find an 'it's so boring, it's funny' mindset to provide the slightest curl of a lip. I realize that in the ersatz intellectual circles of Goofreads at AmawayOnSteroids it is entirely de classe for a US citizen to say anything in support of their country. So let them call me a French jingoist or anything else they'd like. I'll be glad to do it for you. I really don't care anywhere near as much as they'd care if I merely took the trouble to point out their contradictions, silly value judgements, and preference for weak innuendo over hard fact. At the most bottom of lines, it would be best for this country to return to their pre-WWII isolationist policy and not get involved with other country's problems. Hell, if they're going to hate you for it, let them hate you for nothing. Let them dump their products in their own back yards and thereby put Americans back to work. Let them break their own budgets doing the surveillance necessary to prevent terrorist attacks. If they really think that there is no such thing, perhaps they will be enlightened by the bomb a jihadist places in a supportive crack. Today I read a series of out and out insults written to someone with the audacity to call into question some anti-American things which the New Zealand based bookseller-conspiracy theorists had written on their blog. The long story ended with a recapitulation of their 'policy,' a referral to their 'Policy Statement,' despite an advertisement of 'free speech and anything goes,' and the absurd statement that they are better Americans than the Americans themselves. That can be answered in a myriad of ways, but suffice to offer two words containing seven letters. ................. The foreign moderators of the Hate America threads have the audacity to require the specificity and 'proof' which they never require when they claim US atrocities. Hint. First word begins with "E" and the second begins with "S." They say that US leading families are reptilian, that the US created Al Qaeda and ISIS, that the federal Reserve is purposely bankrupting the world, that six people control 65% of the world's resources, that if anyone speaks of these things US guided, mind-controlled assassins will eliminate them, though presumably not these two foreign operatives, that the symbolism on US currency is that of a secret controlling society either called the Masons, Illuminati or a host of other names, through which these secret organizations ostensibly intend to maintain their clandestine existence by advertising it on papers seen by everyone in the US every day. I think it would take the return of Dubya to come up with a plan as sound. It actually goes downhill from there. I suppose that the logic is that if someone is still reading after all that, they may as well bring out the 'real good stuff.' Tesla technology, which could provide everyone with free energy is suppressed, without mentioning that one large city tried to implement it and it didn't work; that the US has covertly started every war known to man ............ I could go on, but I'm getting extremely bored and a tad nauseous.

In their defense, I suppose that 'social media' has been proving for some time now that it's perfectly acceptable to put mental retardation on the web. In fact, many young people find it to be amusing entertainment. What disturbs me is that a traitor is allowed to capitalize on it. That statement probably upsets some good Americans. I'd just like them to consider one thing. In a time of war these people are allowed to say anything detrimental they choose about a country they have never lived in, totally devoid of proof, while they throw the burden of proof on America to prove that it didn't do something. This is like requiring you to prove that you didn't kill a neighbor of yours who died 20 years ago.

The conspiracy theorists, as a group, claim that there is proof; or the closest thing to it they possess regarding any of their claims, that the US had involvement in the continuation of the Nazi-Fascist MK-Ultra program, which involved mind control experimentation and a 'Manchurian Candidate' type of speculation. The 'conclusive' proof they refer to are documents, which are available on line. The conspiracy theorists claim a US admission to wrongdoing because of this. In actuality, the documents do indeed refer to a US MK-Ultra program. What is never cited by the rabid-half-truth-gossipmongers of US malfeasance is that these are merely budgetary documents. The documents never specify what the purpose of that program was and only deal with expenditure approvals. The program lasted less than a fiscal year and its total budget was $7,400 at the maximum. Even taking the largest number possible, this is suggestive of some short-lived folly, which was quickly abandoned, regarding some un-defined activity which occupied some government employee's time less than a year. If you think I'm lying, it's public information. Whatever conclusions you make, my point is that after claimed diligent decades of research, this is the closest thing to evidence found by the conspiracy theorists in support of their hundreds of anti-US claims. The inference they seek to draw from their iota of 'proof' does prove something. That is that their ethical standards regarding full disclosure do not apply to themselves. Based on the total lack of evidence after decades, regarding any of their anti-US assertions, the only logical conclusions I can imagine are that either their claims against the US are totally false, that the claimant conspiracy theory researchers are totally incompetent; or that they are beholden to a foreign power.

On a lighter note, I have to admit that one honorary member who resides in the US$ oil rich United Arab Emerites is unintentionally hilarious. He is openly anti-US, anti-Jew, and anti-Israel. His comedy routine centers on his serious audaciousness to criticize others for human rights abuses, when his now rich nation is still at least partially governed by Sharia law, and publicly stone women to death for alleged adultery. One cannot help but be reminded of Basil Fawlty and John Cleese; though wearing brown pancake makeup. The bug-eyed ingrate seems not to realize that without the benefit of the largesse received from those he now despises, the self-proclaimed intellectual would be out in the desert kicking camel shit along with the rest of his family, hoping that ISIS didn't find, rape, and kill them.

I never thought that I'd have anything good to say about Donald Trump; Bernie Sander's record almost entirely consistent with my personal values. But Bernie, the Donald seems to be the only candidate who realizes that ISIS and radical Islamic ideology are a threat. Things are getting very weird in the US. This whole current situation is complete Dadaism.

On another related topic, I'd like to start by defining my subject. A false flag maneuver is a covert operation which is designed to deceive in such a way that the operation appears as though it is being carried out by entities, groups, or nations other than those who actually planned and executed them. The term originated in naval warfare and the first documented instance of it I could find occurred in 1788 Sweden. Considering the simplicity of the idea, I'm sure it goes back much further. In most significant recent events of note; it is to commit an act of war and have others blamed for it. Also, in recent times the others seem to be oil-rich countries like Iraq or drug-producing states like Afghanistan. False flag terrorism has been used by interested parties all over the world. It continues to be popular because it is simple and it seems to always be effective. The natural common reaction is; 'If it looks like a duck .........' This manufactures the consent of the populace. I like a quote from Aeschylus; a Greek dating from around 500BC. 'In war, truth is the first casualty.' I would just point out that we are now in a perennial war. Now, because of the foreign virtual monopoly of newspapers and nonsense being written on the web, there is no trustworthy source of information. I sincerely have high hopes that 'The Conspiracy Entertainment Channel' will fill that gap. Thank you."

Adnan Koshaggy stood as did Jean Bissette. They shook hands and the audience generally applauded as Jean walked off. Adnan engaged his own two hands and said; "Quite a guy. In France they let him do whatever he wants and are better off for it. And now for our last guest. He's a recent author who works in various fictional areas. He has just released another, titled 'Queries By Way of Kiwi Queens.' This one is said by the author to be 'conspiratorial truth,' as far as we can understand the term, necessarily presented as fiction.' So, here is Donald DeMildendo."

Donald Drops a Bomb

Donald did a last quick brush on hi gray-white mullet, licked his lips, and ambled out at the maximum speed allowed to 67 year old legs which exercise only when Word is in the process of saving a set of large files; the wine glass is empty, or the hunger games commence. He saw six or seven cameras, below him, both to his right and left. They revolved and imitated high tech weapons and were manned by squinting people who assumed looks of abject boredom as they comfortably sat in their machine gun nest nursing Twinky-addicted bottoms. The bright lights required eye adjustment, but the process was near instantaneous, and was accomplished before he could fall. Don hoped that the bit of a trip and stumble was not detected, but knew that it was. He sat in the un-occupied chair, his back failing in its attempt to be congruent with the dark green chair's, lumpy, well-worn, and buttoned down plush. He crossed his legs; right ankle to left knee; simultaneously folding his hands on his lap in a praying position, only because Don didn't know anything else to do with them. Pleasantries were neither offered nor expected.

Adnan Koshaggy broke away from the ogling of his notes sufficient time to say; "My apologies, Mr. DeMildendo. The time has become pressing as other guests have used more than the programmers anticipated." Adnan focussed on his watch; then the nearest cameraman.

"Actually, that might be to my advantage, as my wife of forty-four years has constantly been telling me to stop rambling and get to the point. Distill, distill."

"Good. .................. Donald. Then please tell me why did you write this book?"

Feeling as if he'd already been dissed thrice, he responded; "Why? Unsuccessfully controlled snicker. Why? Obviously because it's a ticket to get on classy, well-paying, Cable TV shows like this one."

Adnan feigned amusement, exhibiting a George C. Scott- playing-Patton kind of terse, forced smile.

Donald quickly realized that he had made a mistake; as it seemed that he had gotten Adnan's attention.

Adnan 'cordially,' yet insistently repeated; "Why?" His practiced display of sincerity was accompanied by his showing of both of his wrinkled, yet 'gentle' palms to the sky and the widest of eyes; the latter much as that of an insurance agent whose only purpose in life is to save his client money. It was so moving that for an instant Donald considered giving him a big kiss; right on TV; a show with almost as many viewers as Macy's weekday window. Not.

In this particular case that indoor confined 'sky' was only visible to the pigeons in search of a place to drop a deposit. What was clear to Donald was a series of intersecting beams and rafters bearing the weight of three camera drones, to date not Twinky addicted or unionized; the higher levels a suitable hangout for the Phantom of the Opera, in any of his incarnations. Not seeing any sign of a chandelier, he relaxed a bit. Off point, he wondered if he might have un-duly been the least bit contentious toward Adnan; but swiftly decided that the speculation was of no value and besides, that he liked people as much as DFW did. So, Donald said with the best chirp he could muster; "Must you start out with the hardest one? "Why?" is always the most difficult question to answer. Well, it's your show, so here goes. I believe that ultimately everyone who is honest would have to reply with; 'Because I felt like it.' Having said that, I realize that that answer will not be conducive to the 'progress' of this program, and so, I'll go to the other extreme and truthfully say that I didn't intend to. After having finished a sci-fi book which became much more complicated than I originally planned, I started what I hoped would be a simple Chandler-type of noir mystery; and the damn thing kept growing as if it had a life of its own. The process ultimately led me to personally discover a popular social website which serves as a front for communications between terrorists."

"Is that the book you've written or is it your real personal experience?"

"Yes. ................... And no."

"That question was not intended to sound as thick as you may have taken it; unless you have chosen to assume the high ground and joke with me. My sincere apologies if you've taken that question as an indication of my tricky attempt to establish my credentials. ........ I could have phrased that better. I'm sure we all realize that the process of differentiating an author's experience and point of view from that of their book is a painfully protracted process, and is subject to the limitations imposed by the current infantile understandings of psychology, desired appearance, desire itself ..........."

"Narcissus, in search of the open window, mistakenly gazing into the rippling pond, with 'The Prince' watching him-her through his-her own fun house mirror; images provided courtesy of the sponsors addicted to paying prime time prices to the highest of Nielsens, mellowed through the supposed 'social considerations' provided by a twenty first century, plethora of critics .................. ?"

"Okay, okay. I'd like to pursue this conversation further, but the man in the door at stage left keeps pointing at his wristwatch, while he makes faces at me. He can just cut it in the final editing if he wants to. But, no, he has to act like some big deal .........."

"Hey. Bones man. We all gotta do what we got to do. Don't get in trouble unless there's no other reasonable option. As I've previously mentioned, I started out intending to do some kind of simple crime thing ....................."

"Don't you use an outline and story board?"

"Somewhat and no. I didn't use any outlines at all for the first ones, and then started to do outlines for the others, starting with the fifth or sixth but only after they were two thirds done. I always just think of a situation people might be in and kind of see where it might go; something like tree trunks, branches, sub-branches, leaves, seasons, colors, on and on. It's just a matter of maximizing open options. Without that you will hit a dead end. I don't remember the fine particulars of most of the books; just two. When I occasionally revisit the others I read stuff I can no longer imagine writing. Regarding the story board; I don't even know what that is. Thanks for asking. Anyway, for this last book, which by the way is titled; 'Queries by Way of Kiwi Queens,' and is available on AmawayOnSteroids.com, I thought of this hard boiled, disillusioned private dick as the main character. Used to be a cop, but got disbarred or something. So, he gets this client who tells him that her boyfriend has disappeared. Young, sweet girl, you know? Crying and all that shit as she tells the dick her story. She's laying on the shit so good the dick figures that she must have had plenty of practice. Right?"

"I hate to be so rude as to interrupt, but this show is about conspiracies, and I can't tell where ......."

"Neither can I bro. Getting' there. It's all good. Cut to the chase; ........ or the first one anyway. Could use the old lady here. ........... Damn. ........... Okay. Dick gets a check he hopes will clear, and finds out that the disappeared boyfriend was one of the Paris ISIS attackers. .......... I'm getting ahead of myself. Tryin' to go too fast. Turns out that this asshole needed to impress the girl. He was thirty five years old and worked a minimum wage gig, on call 24-7 at Mickey D's. My client rags on about that here and there, so he starts tellin' her what a big man he really is and all that kind of crap. If he just shaved off that douchebag beard he might not have any problems ....... Anyway, he tells her that he is a US based affiliated member of ISIS; whatever the fuck that is."

"The Islamic State of Iran and Syria? No? ........ Well, there are certain other acronyms like ISIL and the taken as derogatory, 'Puetsch .............."

"Yeah. Yeah. You can get bogged down in those politically correct euphemisms and precise definitions until you're paralyzed and you're hosting the 'The Worm Show.' They'll all be changed whenever the masters want them changed anyway. I see the man off stage left freaking over his watch. So, the details are supplied in my next best-selling book. Beard-o shows this girl how he communicates with the highest level of ISIS or Al-Queda; he's not sure which, but that's a tangent. He shows her how he receives and sends communications through Goofreads threads founded by two gay down-underers. He even tells her the basics of the simple letter-number substitution system employed in the code and she tells the curious dick who's trying to get some kind of lead for his investigation, as well as clock up the billable hours, the timeless story of a wannabe nobody wants."

"Intelligence sources are paid to be well aware of this sort of thing and deal with matters much more sophisticated."

"Yes. I agree that they are paid to say that officially and they probably have come to believe their own bullshit; cue balls made of Styrofoam and no one's got the time. Do I have to detail their results in order to cast appropriate aspersions on their intents or efficiencies? ....... I've checked this out. The hardest codes to break are often the simplest ones. Let me give you one example. Say somebody writes publicly available posts. Most everyone figures that they have nothing to hide. The old forgotten phrase is 'hiding in plain sight.' Say someone posts 3-23, 7-2, 9-11, etc. This is consistent with dates and symbols, so it is suspicious and is on the radar. But, imagine just the least bit. In recognition of that, they use words which are corresponded to numbers in a book only the connected know about; possibly an indie book with only twenty sales. CW, GB, and IK can mean Page 3, word 23; page 7, word 2; page 9, word 11; and it flies because with all the acronyms used they can also mean Country Western, United Kingdom, and Idiotic Kiss. It's simple. Easy to remember. And the authorities themselves have said that this type of coding is damn near impossible to detect. That's the concept. Considering time, I've simplified what does exist somewhat. My book goes into two simple further ramifications of this concept in PROVABLE detail, which was provided by the girl."

"Keep filming. Editing comes later. Shit, these unionized fucks can't do a goddam thing except eat, drink and read the digits provided. .................." Adnan yelled; "Triple time? Okay. Gotta leave? Go ahead. Nobody gives a shit. Just leave the cameras running. We'll try to muddle on through without you." The cameramen looked to each other for guidance. The fattest one shrugged and the rest aped him and remained in their perches. Adnan nasally continued; "I'm so grateful. Thank you for your kind consideration. Seems that sentence needs an 'of' somewhere. So, Mr. Accidental-Conspiracy-decoder, tell me more details."

"Yes, yes, the devil is always hidden in the details. Bones again, man. So, we've got an unexpected story of an anti-American Kiwi-Aussie, male gay team who operate an ISIS communication line through the hundreds of Goofreads based threads they have 'founded.' Motivation? Psychologically speaking, the dick aficionados are failures and they blame Hollywood and the US market generally for that outcome; likely considering it some sort of discrimination against those LGB&T persuaded, rather than their obvious lack of talent. Further motivation? Financially speaking, they get paid for doing this by eastern AND western interests. The former has gigabytes of petroleum money they can't even daydream a way to spend, want to keep the 'lower-class' Muslims from invading and desecrating their territory, assisted by the reactionary American drone bombardment of 'terrorists' and anyone happening to be near them. The Saudi royal family obtains US protection, and primarily seeks to preserve their own position and wealth aided by zero-Saudi military expenditures. Essentially, they want a free bodyguard; are afraid of Al-Queda-ISIS, but fund them surreptitiously. The west invariably provides, at all levels, 90% of that given by the good old red, white and blue. The third motivation is an acquired taste of sorts. Profit deficient, western based .com 'businesses' try to supplement their bottom line inadequacies through the sale of their data. In this case, in part through their ability to obtain free sucker labor, the Goofreads 'literary' website has amassed the largest worldwide database of information, which they run through their cookies. If anyone is not yet aware, Goofreads is 100% owned by AmawayOnSteroids. Their own computer-based ability to provide the authorities with 'subversive' names is enhanced by the information reported to them by the 'hands on' thread operators of those threads which attract radical thinkers; and the sister-boys play into this scheme. These types of self-important operators are rewarded with what most Americans would characterize as chump change, but it is apparently sufficiently attractive to some people living in backward areas, for them to revel in being un-caring, multi sided gatherers."

"If I might interrupt as there still are some time considerations, I'm interested in hearing of the coding methodology employed."

"It's articulated at length in my book and I have previously touched on that. It's one of those things which are easier to write than to say. But, let me try this as one specific example. I trust that broader inferences can be easily gleaned. The two foreign operators who call themselves Jim-boy and Daddy-L are just so gay that the otherwise un-partnered duo have written or Wiki copied seven books which they call their 'Masked Messages,' commonly referred to as the 'MM Series,' and they don't mean Marilyn Monroe. A small segment of the LGB&T market buys anything with a couple of 'soft and affectionate' guys on the cover. ............ Yeah, right? You know the 2016 marketplace better than me."

"You have referred to them as 'two gay, foreign operators,' or some such thing. Why don't you just state their real names? And how do you know that they are gay?"

"There are actually a number of reasons why I don't want to name them. It could go on quite a bit. Suffice to say that I don't want to give them free advertising. Regarding gay, it's just obvious. As far as 'knowing' that; I hope to hell that I never can conclusively attest to that. Different strokes for different folks. It is what it fucking is. Okay, but don't push. You know what I'm sayin'. Let me continue on the much more relevant code thing. You've got these seven books and an extensive series of continually expanded threads on Goofreads, all under the general heading of 'Masked Messages.' If one of the two partner operators establishes a new thread on a Sunday that corresponds to book number one. If the new thread is established on a Monday it corresponds to book number two, etc., etc. Their first post is always lengthy and broken up into an un-necessary number of paragraphs. Say the first words in the first paragraph of the first post of a new thread established on a Tuesday are; 'Research pertaining." You use the first letter of those first two words and correspond them to a numerical value. 'R' is the eighteenth letter in the alphabet and 'P' is the sixteenth. So, the first word of the communication is the sixteenth one on page eighteen of the third book in the series. Then take the first two words of paragraph two, the 'paragraphs' usually comprised of one sentence and do the same thing, etc., etc."

"Why have you not gone to the authorities with this information?"

"I don't know which ones to trust. My thought was that I'd put it out there publicly in the hope that some of the good guys would see it."

"How can you be certain that your public pronouncement is not fouling up an operation with which the authorities were already well-aware? It's possible that they were using this scheme as a monitoring device."

"I did consider that possibility. But, just last week the gay team established a new thread. Following this methodology the message was; 'Paris November 23 Bombs Guns Multi Confirm Plans World-Wide-Web Thirteen.' Despite the clear message, no one stopped it. So I had to conclude that the code was either unknown to the authorities or that the authorities were complicit in the event."

"You must realize that if this information is correct, this operation will be shut down only to have another similar one established. So, what do you hope to accomplish in the overall scheme of things?"

"That is such a defeatist point of view; and I admit that at times I share it. In the overall scheme of things I hope it makes some positive difference, but, at the same time, expect that it will not. Expectations are the primary source of depression. You know, I was a young man during the 1960's. Back then everyone and their brother were espousing grand plans to make everything better. I'm sure that they had the best of intentions. But, though I never said it, I found them kind of silly or unknowingly grandiose. ........ Give me a second. It's a bit difficult to recall those days. ......... I thought very simply, I guess. We didn't need any great plans or programs. All we needed was for every person to love and take care of one other person. That would make everything all right and it's so easy to do. So, for this code stuff it's kind of the same thing, but not the same thing, at the same time. I'm just a little blip on the radar, or maybe under it. That's okay with me. Believe me, the last things I ever wanted were popularity and fame; you just get hounded to death. But, here I chanced upon something this distraught woman told me. In a way, I wish that she hadn't done that. I don't like difficult issues in the least. But I was left with no other possible choice. If I didn't do it I'd spend the rest of my life agonizing over that and inconclusively wondering and torturing myself about what might have been if I had. Okay, so here it is. Maybe it's wrong. Maybe it's stupid. Maybe it's hated. Maybe it's irrelevant. Maybe it's misunderstood. The world is populated with an infinite variety of maybes. When alone, this miniscule blip sometimes cries over the results, but recovers in knowing that he tried his best. ....... Oh, shit. So off topic. I've forgotten the original question. Ummnnnnn, I wouldn't mind knowing that this foreign gay team match was residing at Gitmo."

"The show's only got a few minutes left. A final summation? What you're working on and that kind of thing."

"I've been thinking about another book. That's the best part. Kind of a comedy thing. All I've got is the title; 'Reptiles, Angels and Faeries: A Children's Book for Adults Who Have Located Their Inner Infant.' I'm advised that it's a growing market here and has an established base in Pommy Town.

What really has been getting in my craw lately is the anti-American mainstream 'news.' I guess that's what anyone with any sense would have expected to have happened after a popular senile commander in charge let one foreigner own every outlet. I believe that I've been one of the few Americans on this show, and it's necessary to count both Brooklyn and Arcata as being in the US to make the word plural. This show was purportedly about conspiracies; which has become a code name for foreign referendums on US policies. The insignificant, US protected, satellites wring their hands concerning the propriety of US operations and supposed US operations, in an absurd-in-it's-provincialism attempt to examine the actions of the one to whom they owe their existence. Their suggestions must be drawn from a 'Dungeons and Dragons'-like fantasy of a power they do not have in reality and never will. They claim moral and intellectual superiority, through competent use of Word's thesaurus and the regurgitation of Wikipedia based brilliance. Their efforts are infecting some weak minded and economically dissatisfied US citizens, much like the vermin in Camus' 'The Plague.' You'll recall that those ineffective authorities would not close the port either. It is admittedly more difficult now as the waters are not only on the shorelines, but have grown wings and have taken over the airwaves. Yet, though they never admit it, they know that they are ultimately ridiculous, like a pussy pretending to have sharp teeth. Come to think of it, it's kind of like many of the trolling indie book reviewers. That should be obvious. And yes, I do understand that this originated under a President inflicted with Alzheimer's, but dammit, there have been many Presidents since him and none have done a damn thing about it. True, one could not reasonably expect anything from any dumb Bush.

You know, we have this guy running for office now who says whatever pops into his mind. The absurdity is that no one will contradict his supposedly ridiculous substance. They are content to make their daily reports saying that he is controversial or divisive. For one, I would love to hear somebody try to deal with a real issue. Controversial, divisive? Fuck that shit? The man is putting it on the table. If he's wrong say why. No, of course not. All they can do is, prior to dining, bullshit about whether the restaurant deserves one or five stars; relying solely on the adequacy of the waitress' worn-out smile and the number of stars granted by the 'Michelin Guide.'

This country is more fucked up than it has been any time since the Great Depression. If you don't believe me ask any young, non-Ivy-League person trying to get a start. Ever since 9-11-01, the US economy has faltered, due to the dictated security and military spending. Personal freedoms and the right to privacy have been sacrificed. Some teddy bear cuddling, inner infant discoverers will note the plethora of ones in the magical date and conclude that it is a sign that the friendly angels are watching out for us. Excuse the hell out of me as I attempt to not rudely laugh out loud. Just a minute. .................

Okay. Okay. Ignore the easy and irrelevant distractions. Leave the over-privileged bear haulers with their worshipped meta cherubim and seraphim. It's been fifteen years since the start and from any statistics available the "War on Terror" has only expanded, depleting more US resources. Obama has spent four times more money and has dropped four times as many bombs than Dubya. Yet, you will never hear a question or criticism from a white liberal, and you know fuckin' well why. In addition, the military industrial complex as well as the interests of the foreign owned media know all too well capitalize on it.

This war has grown from an idealistic statement of armed belief to one headed by hating, low class and low income thugs assisted by stupid or sociopathic rich Arabs; many on the Sheikh's payroll. While fifteen years ago it was possible, though US unpopular to consider the complaints of Bin Laden headed Al-Queda. However, the actions taken by ISIS, whatever their preferred name, are intolerable.

Originally the crux of the dispute was solvable through honest negotiation. It might have revolved around the US defilement through uninvited presence in Islamic holy land and the US 'purchase' of mid-east sovereigns. This was likely done in the hope of ensuring the continuance of its supply of the oil to which it had become addicted. For me, at that point, it seemed as if the US had a lot of moral apologizing to do. As a practical matter it seemed that the US should stop their many incursive maneuvers and facilities established without the invitation of the people they claimed to be 'liberating' or some such thing. It's been on Muhammed's holiest of lands, from which it is still right to withdraw. I mean it's so obviously wrong. How would we Americans feel if the Chinese established a military presence in Chicago, and decided to take the Crip side? Still, at an earlier time an optimist would have seen the possibility of a negotiated solution. But, instead of talking, the Bush boy led a US declared war on something difficult to define; terrorists. Now, it's crazy season on all sides of the issue.

While, for the moment ignoring my value judgmental commentary, this general scenario is viewed as cynically acceptable 'wisdom' to those majority pundits working at the first level of accessible deception. A wider explanation would involve rank, nuances, disputable degrees of logic, the amount of influence held by the corporate war machine; in our interest to better manage, but not obliterate; the need to be electable in a democracy resplendent with one issue voters; some of the more vocal in possession of stuffed toys, and the over-lapping relationship with an Israeli ally, hardened by 65 years of suicide bombers and scud missiles. I regret to say that that is simplistic; each factor with all its permutations merits its own study, in the long run.

Right now, the ISIS thugs have taken over the Arabic cause; causing many Arabs to flee Arabia. They extoll their supposedly minority interpretation of Islam while those in the Islamic mainstream flee for various reasons. That's supposed to be some kind of joke, but it's just too sad a one to laugh at. The lack of organization which takes 'credit' for the ugliest of deaths and calls itself ISIS has openly said that it seeks no negotiation and is only committed to the total destruction of the west and the institution of its conveniently misunderstood Sharia law throughout the world. These few, cruel, brain damaged devotees of woolen sock head fashion, have crossed a line, best not crossed armed only with knives, automatic rifles and internet tutored explosive devices.

Whether or not Al-Queda or ISIS was originally started by the US CIA, FBI, Black Ops or any secretive organization buried within, doesn't matter anymore. They have vowed to kill us. The 'reasons' for their indoctrination may matter to their mommies. Only. Allowed the freedom of speech non-existent where they come from, in the US the foreigners are still permitted to continue to attempt to make a living off the backs of many US citizens, too long suffering under the constrictions of a war economy, with no regard for their effect on the populace anywhere. The big boys have been pestered into letting the little shits from the boonies capitalize on them. Some US instinct for brevity curtails the subsidiary considerations.

Having said that, here's the game with which the US has been presented; so far the field defined by others. It can continue to slowly but surely go down the namby-pamby path suggested to it by many who have appointed themselves some sort of moderator or indie critic; in what is merely a further dive into a Babel confusion and an Adam Smith bankruptcy. It can defer to the blank of its fascination with its un-elected royalty and subsequently bitch with a dick up its ass. It can seek political reform while trying not to be too obviously a joke. It can fuck everybody up with a bomb like they haven't seen in seventy years.

The US has spent fortunes building the largest arsenal of nuclear explosives ever known. For what? To further the impoverishment of the American people? Fuck that shit. It was made to be used when needed. Okay. Warn the fucks first, but if they don't cut the shit, obliterate 'em. It won't hurt. It's a kind of mercy. And it's economical.

With the exception of a few jackasses who think that they're filling the hole in their mentally challenged head with an ISIS affiliation, the rest of the world truly wishes that the sock-heads would be slowly tortured to death with a blowtorch or the object of their greatest fear. The idea behind democracy is the deference to the majority, with recognition of minority rights. Yes? .......... Okay. While western democracy is declared an enemy with the threat of death over-hanging; if the idea of democracy was ever worth a fucking thing, wouldn't it stand up for itself and the ones it loved? Yes!!!! Yes!!! Inevitable fucking yes!! The trap and the noose have the most temporary of times; a blink in the eyes of a blind toad.

ISIS has displayed a useful additional lack of knowledge in guerilla warfare tactics. Rather than dispersing and offering no clear target, they have sequestered in what they must consider some sort of stronghold. They must be too stupid to know that this is an easy target; even for a drone.

Look! This expensive bullshit has been going on for fifteen years now and is still escalating. We can't afford a 100 year war here. The only beneficiary of that would be the military industrial complex and those shitty writers from New Zealand who can copy it into another low end book. And; I've got some news. No one wants any further "debate" about the merit of each side; the possible false flag procedures; whether or not the majority of eastern and domestic Muslims are peaceful people and whether or not they are supportive of the US and whether or not, as the conspiracy theorist nuts say, that America is the cause of all the problems. I don't give a flying fuck if it was the CIA, NBC or the piss-ass unemployment line where these low class slob barbarians were first organized. These scumbags want to kill us and our friends. What more do you need to know? Fuck it. Just fuck all that blah, blah, blah, stupid shit.

Get ye some trustworthy patriots and build a plane which gives the appearance of being one from Russia; or some other country with nuclear capabilities which we dislike even more. Use it to drop the fucking nuke right on ISIS territory. What the hell else did we build them for? To keep them in some hollowed out mountain for the dinosaurs to guard and have some conspiracy assholes piss and moan over? Fuck that subversive shit. Do two, at the very least. Do three. Don't feel badly over the low numbers. It's the quality which counts most. The machines have yet to figure out how to calculate that one. Burn the plane at Area 51. Provide a film of the bombing event with the Russian insignias all over the plane. Issue statements deploring the atrocity. Even bring it up at the useless UN. Be deaf to the inevitable recriminations to follow. Collateral damage? Surprise, mutha fuckin'surprise. It's called a war, dickass. How long do you have to be told that shit happens? Say so sorry, really; if they can pin it on ya. It's a Pynchon paradise or a Pynchon dystopia, depending upon book and point of view, without the overly thick attempt at obscuration."

"Allow me to jump in with an observation or two. It seems rationally consistent that your point of view coincides with that of someone who has been periodically ignored; and has been very hurt by that. I'm almost sure that you are aware of the possibility of that 'psychological' interpretation. Following from that, it would be logical to assume that you have herein, today enunciated something which has been courageously appreciated, within its limitations. But on the other hand, it is clearly recognized that this often naïve presentation, posing as sophistication is yet to be accepted anywhere. Recognized authorities have been reticent to bestow accolades, and those requiring a leader have no one to follow. This may be overly kind to someone with no merit. Some would say that it seems that it is very possible that you have purposefully concocted a viewpoint which may work only for you; insofar as you have calculated its personal benefits; not much different than the two decades old David Foster Wallace attempts at an un-democratic, concealed desire for complete dominance, masked by a longevity with which few have been blessed. Back to the situation at hand, it does seem eminently possible that the author has surreptitiously built in, through his unilaterally chosen scenario, a situation in which his hidden biases are justified by the Drucker defined 'law of the situation,' if you will. To complicate that one more step, it seems purposefully or un-knowingly taken, that unfortunate to any mindset taken which can be construed as reminiscent of a commentary which is hoped to justify its source, still oblivious to the fact that this, and any attempt at an accurate depiction can be easily reduced ala the eighty year old depictions of Picasso. Any comments."

"As you may know, your statement-question contains certain value judgements to which I do not ascribe, which makes a direct response absolutely impossible. It would be like answering; 'When did you stop beating your wife?' I'm not being very critical in saying that, as I well appreciate the thought you have given to its formation. I fully realize that your presentation may be totally innocent or a manifestation of a calculated trap. I will assume that it is the former; as to make a reply on that level is easy; while to make a reply based on the latter possibility is time consuming and would require much more time than has been allotted. On the lower level any possible response would also have to be one which attempted to encompass the numerous points of view possible, probable, and ultimately a speculation on the unknown, but is ultimately likely to be rendered devoid of any value by the time constraints you mentioned; if not other considerations. So for the practical purposes of this interview I will merely repeat that it seems the proper time to annihilate the ISIS thugs, just as we do domestic murderers; adding only that the principles of psychology are more deficient than the faith based principles of the New Testament."

"You have shown no reticence to engage in controversy or divisiveness."

"Maybe I'm a fucking dinosaur. If there are any viewers still out there, do yourself a favor and get a hold of my book. That's so archaic, isn't it? But what else good can one get a hold of in cyberspace? Whatever. It's available on AmawayOnSteroids and numerous other pirating sites which come and go for $2.99 in e-format and $12.99 printed; on AOS that is. The pirates have less direct pricing policies, and ......... never mind. It's a long story and a bargain and it's called; 'Conway on the Job; The Connection from Down Under;' the first in a series concerning Armin Conway in various disguises ....... Ah, screw. Just type in Conway and see what happens.

It's truly the simplest of stories. This code stuff only takes up less than five pages. Armin Conway is a private investigator on the case of a cheating, male, gay marriage partner. This leads him to conclusive proof of an internationally based conspiratorial communications scheme. It's seems likely that the Kiwi-Aussie protagonists, who use the names of James and Lance Lescant are at the center. They are doing this both to gather an income and as an attempted retribution against the western society which has rejected them. The income is provided from both sides of the battle. Sheiks have their reasons to fund the operation through their clandestine banking system and the majority owner of the overpriced, profit deficient website which gathers this information pays the foreigners for collecting names which are of value to US Homeland Security.

Conway easily finds out what his client wants to know when he finds out that his missing partner was one of the now dead, Parisian slaughter team supposedly operating under the command of ISIS, but, unlike usual practice, keeps clocking up spurious charges as he feels that anyone capable of loving a killer of innocents deserves to be cheated.

Conway uses the paid and free hours to continue his investigation into the un-principled, low class terrorism he finds. His identity is tracked through his computer usage, and he is suddenly the subject of IRS audits, property revaluations, Comcast panel truck surveillance and most disturbing, an attempt by a car with Mexican plates to run him off the road.

The private eye is drawn between trying to expose the plot to the proper authorities, but realizes that many of them are also on the Islamic payroll, or backing off entirely in the hope of being taken off the 'A' list. He leans toward saying nothing and continuing his marginal homosexual cheating-disappearance photography business; as from what he's recently seen he doesn't give the tiniest bit of a shit about people.

If one of you would write in something complimentary about it, it would be greatly appreciated and would go a long way, but won't reach the bank. Thank you. I'm new at this. You're always required to say crap like this. Right?"

Music accompanied the blue screen. Blondie sang; "(I'm Not) Living in the Real World." The show abruptly ended with no credits shown. The screen seamlessly segued into a sunny scene, almost centered in a panoramic view of a plastic coated building, replete with plastic slides and monkey bars for the kiddies. A faded female voice, rumored to be Moon Unit Zappa, sang a catchy jingle; "Have it our way. Have it our way. Have it our way. Have it our way. Have it our way. Have it our way at Bad Feet Burgers." If unseen smiles were diamonds Bad Feet Burgers would have owned DeBeers Consolidated Mines.

THE END

