This is Monday morning, Tax Day, and rain is coming down. Stephanie Miller has been talking about the aftermath of her "sexy liberal" tour. Apparently the fad now is that instead of lighting matches at a concert like "Live Peace in Torranto" or using cigarette lighters - because the security people have banned lighters or something- now you just hold you your cell phone with a picture of a lit cigarette lighter. It has been noted that just because we seek to regulate the Second Amendment, it doesn't mean that agrieved parents of Sandy Hook give up their first amendment rights. One of the most odious things the right has said lately - - very hurtful stuff- - is that victims like with 9 - 11 or Cindy Shehan or the Sandy Hook parents - - are somehow being "used as props" and worst yet "defense shields" by the "left wing". This is so demeaning I can not even begin to respond. Right now we have more stuff from last Saturday. Right now, perhaps because of the magnetic storms of the Sun or whatever, we have a plethera of material. It's kind of our own "White Album" moment, where the Beatles had all this material they had recorded and not sure what they wanted to do with it. George Martin apparently suggested they just put out an old school album with the usual fourteen songs. OK here's the Paste. It’s still overcast today. I got up at six o clock and had the usual KNX stuff on this morning. In case you didn’t know the Beatles received the Grammy Award for best new rock group of 1964. Apparently on KRTH you win a prize if they play a song by the Byrds, Eagles, Monkees, or Turtles. They had one of the grieving mothers from Sandy Hook school and I’ve heard her story before about having two sons – Nate and Ben or something. Anyhow the one almost seven wanted to be a paleontologist because that/s what the nine year old wanted to be and the brothers were really close. The kid who was shot was a promising student in school and had extra-curricular pursuits. Of course Rush Limbaugh didn’t like the idea of having a grieving parent on today, because we all know that Rush Limbaugh basically hates children and always has. Today for breakfast we had Rice Krispies and scrambled eggs and toast, and I got another generous helping of scrambled eggs from Paul. It may come as no particular surprise to you that Dr. Levy did not show up to hold his class today. Rain or shine he usually takes at least one week off per month. He was due. I was sitting there briefly for a while in the front room. Most people had already given up.
You people whose favorite reading material is NOT the New York Times Alminac may wish to skip this next paragraph. We have more material to mention from the "Leonorians". If I missspelled it as "Lenorians" it's my mistake. It's "Leonorans" as in "Leon" where you DO pronounce the dipthong. We have for your dining and dancing enjoyment "Friend and Lover" with "Freak out in the Darkness" as we used to call it, and "One Ton Tomato" by the Sandpipers, as we used to call it. We have 'Just Call Me Angel" and we have "The Classics Four' and 'Spanky and Our Gang". John Lennon also talked about "The Dallas Group" which is a sub group of racially corrupted Romulans centered in Dallas, of all unlikely places. Here we have more songs you turn the station every time one of them comes on. We have the infamous "Cat Stevens" and also "James Taylor" "Carley Simon" "Carol King" and Seals and Croft, and "Lobo". There may be others who have the name as "The Dallas Group" so this is not a catch all designation. OK, I guess we're done here.
This paragraph should be our Opus Magnum, hopefully. President Obama has been told that he needs to revive the Bill Clinton practice of "Triangulation". I think the Star Trek designation of "Souring the Milk" is more apt, however. It means to water down your political message till true liberals spew it out of their mouth as disgusting. So now the President in his compromise on Medicare and Social Security even lays himself open to criticism from the right wing with charges of "Look at the president in planning to do with your hard earned savings". Like I say- - it merits a generalization to say that "Any time the President tries to accomodate a position of the Right Wing, he ends up getting burned. It doesn't accomplish the purpose of "appearing reasonable" and it only makes him look like a flake. It was Chris Matthews who stated that even this watered down background gun bill has to leap at least five hurdles in order to be passed. John Boehner won't even submit the Bill to the House unless a majority of - - not House Members - - but of Republicans - - approves of the bill in advance. The idea of discussing something before you make a decision is an alien concept to the tea party. It harkens back to the Dr. Phil doctrine of "First we make a decision - - THEN we discuss it with you". How strange it is that the President saying "The victims of Sandy Hook are asking for a vote on the issue" is probably considered "political opportunism" by the Right wing. Of course we now move to the generic definition of triangulation. Jay asked me if it were a problem of trigonometry, and I responded "It's more basic than that". The concept goes all the way back to finding the geometric center of gravity of any polygon - - even one with acute angles - - by hanging a plum line down and marking it off with a pencil. Then you move to another spot and hang another plum line and mark it off. Where the two lines intersect is the "center of gravity" where if you put the thing on a spindle it will spin freely and won't stop at one particular spot. I guess the theory of political "triangulation" is that you somehow seek out the center of Political Gravity to find the "sweet spot" or something. Of course most comonly in Police work, you use triangulation to find the source of a cell phone call or whatever. You turn the antenna broad side and stick in a perpendicular intersection line - - and then move to another location and do the same thing- - and then go to a Map and start drawing lines - - and you have it.
I am capable of thinking for Myself without the aid of Dead People from the Other Side. We can learn a lot from the Sketch program that Google offers. Follow my logic here. If you do not change a dimensional axis- - you do well and you are safe. If you alter even slightly a dimensional axis you lay yourself open to Peril and not being able to Return to what you were. A dimensional Axis in space - - has two other dimensions around it - - . But picture instead a dimension with an Axis of Time - - that spreads out in Three directions or dimensions at once. Our minds have difficulty grasping this. Now when you Jump the Void - - you are free to alter the space perameters as you wish. In most cases your Time frame is safe and unaltered. (You can read about the Exceptions in previous postings) You can send solid material through the Void. You can also employ the Void - - as a Transmission Repeater. Mind you you cannot Transmit THROUGH the Void as a Medium, but you can USE the Voice in this way as with solid matter- - to Transport the Transmitter of information. But as you know if you should scramble the spacial code you rise making surfaces "Non co planear". In other words the surfaces of Objects will just Disappear. I got to thinking this is a possible solution or method the Romulans can employ in their Cloaking Device. What you need to do is to employ a Scrambling Algorithm of Space- - so that the electron energy Bonds do not form around matter as they normally do, and as such the matter has no sense of being Solid or Opaque. It is in this state not Completely Imune to Gravity - - however it is like a Gas - - in that other gasses in the region will tend to attenuate the adverse effects of Gravity. But the matter uses an Scrambling Algorithm, and I have heard this term used here and there over the past year or so - - and I have mused on the phrase "scrambling altorithm". There hence are any number of possible scrambling altorithms and only two pieces of Solid Matter using the SAME scrambling algorithm are solid to one another. But I have heard - - that even in Void jumping - - that you may unknowingly - - Jump to a parrellel Universe that is So Similar that you do not Know that it is not the Same One you left. It's an interesting, tickelish problem, and one that happens much less frequently than it used to. But bear this in mind. A DOT on the Map of the Void- - not only isolates your True Time Line - - but also the exact Portion of that Line where you are. Hence is you do not alter your fifth time dot reading- - travel for the most part is Safe accross the Void, at least where Time and Universe Space is concerned. (That wasn't too complicated - was it?)
One upon a time there was a Romulan woman named Bithia. Bithia was grieving for her deceast husband in the House of the Gods. One day she took her two sons, Phobos and Dimon, and took a vacation leaving her Beloved Homeland and traveled to Greece There she got in a rock band- - and the Greek Producer informed her that she needed some kind of a Grand Climax to her act. And he said "What you need to do is to physically rip out your heart and splat it out all over the stage". Like a lemming she followed obediantly. The trouble is when you "rip out your heart' as some well intentioned Sacrifice an unintended biproduct of it all is that you now "Have no heart'. The experiance turned her mean. Actually in desperation she had married a Greek - - who turned out to be Gay, and the husband physically mistreated Bithia and also molested her two sons. And there was a kid at school named Billy Halliday - - who forever taunted the two boys saying "Your daddy is gay and me molested you". But she got even with him. One time she got a job break and got picked as the manager of a Radio Station and the guy who interviewed her was named Michael Jackson. He said to Bithia, "You know I think the world of you". She then got the Idea - - "I'll rename the call letters K-EARTH, after all I AM the world. There had been a pop group called Mel and the Electric Tormes that week after week came in number one. But then there was this one week where a group called Slick Willy and the Clod Crunchers were doe to score number one with there hit "I'm Bad To Myself". It so happened that Slick Willy was the father of that kid who had taunted her two sons. She reassigned the hit to number 38 on her survay instead of number one - - and took the fledgling no 38 artist and promoted her to number one. Her name was Margo Elko. She was an Ethopian slave rescued from her homeland by a kind man named Barry Gordy, who became her pimp. Margo said "Maybe I'm a hooker now, but at least I get paid well for it". Margo had a hit called "My Pimp - My Ideal" and suddenly this song appeared as number One on K-EARTH's next week Survay. But Bithia also went to college- - and also worked in a Prison for a while. And being in a position of authority she arranged it so that every Prisoner who was in the joint for Child Molestation - - suffered some horrible accident in the Machine Shop and became horribly disfigured- - and they couldn't do anything about it. After this Bithia became an Orthodox Jew - - and for a while had a radio program. But her advice was so far right wing she was soon taken off the air so she emmigrated to Palestine. There she became a Procurator of a Provance. One day Jesus the Nazarite came before her. He was not yet accused of anything. He claimed to be the Messiah and only sought the good of Israel. She didn't trust him. She said "Knowing the future as I do - - I know that people will say you were seen in Jerusalem, and Ceceria Philipai, and in Tyre and Syden, and in Shechem, and in Jericho, and in the Pagan Swine regions - - but they never report your true homland as Mt Carmel. Jesus - can you think of why this is so? Jesus said "I don't know what you're talking about". Bithia said, I think that you are a liar when you say you only have the Good of Israel at stake. So I'm going to confine you to a small region of Palestine." She goes to a map and draws a line and says "If you cross this like to seek your Glory - - you will lose all Memory of just What it is you are seeking." Jesus said "I am a true son of Israel". Bithia said to him, "I know that you are not. You have Romulan blood in your veins just as I do. You must bury all of your love for Rome. Swear to me this is the case. The day that you Break that Oath will be the day you Die".
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