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Wow. Yowzer. The Dow dropped 600 points and the New York gang and the Washington criminals are having a bad hair day. Well I don’t want to go into the joy and happiness in my heart about these bastards getting their cumuppence, but I’m thrilled. Elated beyond words is more appropriate. These are the same bastards that screwed the American people with the Enron fiasco, Global Crossing, Arthur Anderson, and the list goes on and on. Now there is only one song which comes to mind for what is necessary and most fitting for these mother fuckers. So Thank you Eddie, Alex, David, and Anthony for writing this song. Thus Spake Van Halen. And by the way Wall Street, go ahead and jump, just jump. Send “Right Now” Ringtone to Cell Phone Don’t wanna wait ’til tomorrow why put it off another day? one by one, little problems build up, and stand in our way. Oh One step ahead, one step behind it now you gotta run to get even make future plans I’ll dream about yesterday, hey! come on turn, turn this thing around Right now!Hey! It’s your tomorrow Right now!come on, it’s everything Right now!catch your magic moment do it right here and now it means everything Miss a beat, you lose a rhythm and nothin’ falls into place only missed by a fraction slipped a little off your pace The more things you get, the more you want just trade in one for another workin’ so hard to make it easy got to turn, come on turn this thing around Right now!Hey, it’s your tomorrow Right now!come on, it’s everything Right now!catch that magic moment do it right here and now it means everything said a lie to me right now what are you waitin’ for? right now Hey! It’s your tomorrow come on, it’s everything catch that magic moment and do it right, right now oh, right now! It’s what’s happening right here and now right now, it’s right now tell me, what are you waitin’ for? Turn this thing around

Perhaps it’s important to understand the dynamics of the entire Los Angeles “dog and pony” freak show that some of us have to encounter and deal with on a daily basis. Girls, Girls, Girls, we love you, but it’s so necessary to get over yourselves and get real. Ugly and obese L.A women now have their noses oh so high in the air, with their idiot license plates that say, “**ck The Princess, I want To Be The Queen”. Once again for the record, these are obese and arrogant girls and not Playboy bunnies. The most shameful and embarrasing aspect of this type of sickening behavior to a large degree lies at the epicenter of weak and pathetic men. The “Yes Dear”, I’ll jump when you say how high morons that have become emasculated eunuchs who allow these *itches to work them and bring shame and ridicule to the male species. These girls want a man, but then again they really don’t, because they’re scared of real men, so they find some metro-monkey for their little control project. Men need to stop this nonsense and return to their manhood and either leave these spoiled baby girls or cheat on them ASAP. If you give them an inch, they will take a mile. Just give them an inch or more, and then immediately call their best friend and give her an inch and then move on.org. In order to set this place called Los Angeles (L.A.=Lost Assholes) back to any semblance of normalcy and sanity, it’s vitally important to call these idiots out on their bullshit. Guys, Erwacht (german for wake up) and quit being so pussified and moronic. The jig is up and these girls from Los Angeles need to be kicked down a notch or two. Imagine, fat and ugly girls with their noses held high and walking into a Starbucks as if they own the place. On your knees!! So Eddie and Alex and the rest of you music monkeys, let it rip, because you know what’s up with this freak show called L.A. and so speaketh Van Halen. oh and for you guys that are so “yes dear” and whipped like a little puppy dog, there’s a great ad for you on this page. get a bear!!! don’t go away mad just go away with a bear dating service. Come on baby, finish what ya started That ain’t no way to treat the broken hearted If you wanna see other guys Baby, I could let it slide You wanna lover, you want a friend Mama, I can be both of them I got the tools to satisfy Just walk away, if I fall shy at all Come on baby, finish what you started I’m incomplete That ain’t no way to treat the broken hearted I need some sympathy I like to take each step, one by one Right on time, you will arrive By keepin’ the dream alive It’s alive and it’s kicking Inside of me So come on baby, please Come on baby, finish what you started I’m incomplete That ain’t no way to treat the broken hearted Come on and finish me Come on baby, finish what you started That ain’t no way to treat the broken hearted Come on baby, finish what you started That ain’t no way to treat the broken hearted Baby, come on Baby, come on

I believe that we come into this world with a clean slate. or as aristotle called it tabula rasa. we were happy children that played and watched the birds, a butterfly, a beautiful girl, or just listened to motown and heard marvin gaye sing mercy, mercy, me. Tabula rasa (Latin: blank slate) refers to the epistemological thesis that individual human beings are born with no built-in mental content, in a word, “blank”, and that their entire resource of knowledge is built up gradually from their experiences and sensory perceptions of the outside world. (wikipedia) something happened to us when we were filled up with all kinds of noise and distractions through a variety of sources and institutions. information entered our souls as we were programmed to fear god and assume guilt about everything and anything. now we were screwed. the churches kept the information flowing. one day you’re in heaven, but the next week you’re going to hell. we wanted truth and we sought and fought for it high and low. some of us studied theology, philosophy, history, and became more confused. we saw the world and god as being hostile, malevolent, and out to get us. the information and the programming continued along with the big lies that were perpetuated by this constant barage of information and control. we found our solace in drugs, music, and in between the legs of a woman. we couldn’t escape it. it kept coming. trust your government, do your penance, and show up for church while your soul and your clean slate, your tabula rasa, was now filled to the brim with intellectual and informational nonsense. now the clean slate, the tabula rasa child like brain must rid itself of this junk that we unwittingly were exposed to like a toxic dump site. intellectualism and existentialism and capitalism and catholicism any other ism was just that, an ism, that became a schism that broke our minds in half. we went crazy with our brains filled with nonsense and institutional programming. Logic became illogical. when i was young it seemed that life was so wonderful, a miracle. and then the joy, the peace, the happiness of the child like mind became confused, angry, depressed, suicidal, and the tabula rasa, the clean slate brain became a 3 gigahertz pentium chip that was incapable of stopping. we now had to analyze, criticize, and philosophize without any cries. At some point and we don’t know when, but someone drove the chevy to the levy and the levy was dry. And so bye bye Miss American Pie. and the three men i admired most, the father, son, and the holy ghost, they caught the last train for the coast, the day the music died. oh god mercy mercy me and all of thee. American Pie Don Mclean A long long time ago I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those people dance And maybe they’d be happy for a while. But February made me shiver With every paper I’d deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn’t take one more step I can’t remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die This’ll be the day that I die Did you write the Book of Love? And do you have faith in God above? If the Bible tells you so And do you believe in rock ‘n roll Can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow Well, I know that you’re in love with him ‘Cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin’ bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die This’ll be the day that I die Now for ten years we’ve been on our own And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone But that’s not how it used to be When the jester sang for the King and Queen In a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the King was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lennon read a book of Marx The quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singing bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die This’ll be the day that I die Helter Skelter in a summer swelter The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul out on the grass The players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the half-time air was sweet perfume While the Sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance ‘Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died We started singing bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die This’ll be the day that I die Oh, and there we were all in one place A generation Lost in Space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Jack Flash sat on a candlestick ‘Cause fire is the devil’s only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in hell Could break that satan’s spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died He was singing bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die This’ll be the day that I die I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store Where I’d heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn’t play And in the streets the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singing bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die This’ll be the day that I die They were singing bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die

I haven’t followed sports for quite sometime but i was absolutely elated that boston beat anaheim in game two of the playoffs right there in orange county last night. Orange County is called the Orange Curtain, and it is the home of xenophobic white flight. I lived there for 14 months, so I will narrate a classic story of the mindset, the ignorance and the utter myopic and linear thinking of these drones(as a collective). anyway, i just hope that the little OC kids aren’t crying too much and mommy and daddy have prozac for their malaise after the angels lost. it’s pathetic how people get so emotionally wrapped up with a team to where they almost cry. as i said to one of my friends (pom pom anaheim die-hard), “it’s only a game, and you aren’t getting a dime from this, and no girls are coming over to your house, so try not to let it ruin your day”. but hey, some people cry and get scarred over different things. back to the oc story. my buddy told me “i was ready, i was ready if they came down”. scott i asked, “ready for what”? “when the riots were taking place after the rodney king incident i had my 50 cal. and my mini-14 and i was ready dude”. now for some of you a geography lesson may be necessary to add color and information to this story..Orange County is at minimum an hour away from los angeles. so I responded, “the brothers, the bloods, the crips, and all the l.a. riot freaks are going to get on a bus and come down and try to ruin your cute little pristine lilly white subculture.” look they didn’t even take the riots into Beverly hills, brentwood, or other places close by. and trying to find some areas in orange county with a gps is difficult. So i just stood there stunned and wanted to hand him a book like “Green Eggs and Ham” by Dr. Seuss. and as far as sports is concerned i just wonder if these guys would be less prone to errors if money was electronically transferred from their account everytime they dropped a ball or messed up a play? what incentive is there really other than some contract that guarantees them a salary for 5 years? and this song is so appropriate for the big oc and the angels, and the fans, and the xenophobia, and the cute white nuremberg kids that are spoiled rotten. BITCH BY THE ROLLING STONES Feeling so tired, can’t understand it Just had a fortnight’s sleep I’m feeling so tired, I’m so distracted Ain’t touched a thing all week I’m feeling drunk, juiced up, EXCITED Ain’t touched a drink all night I’m feeling hungry, can’t see the reason Just ate a horse meat pie Yeah when you call my name I salivate like a Pavlov dog Yeah when you lay me out My heart is beating louder than a big bass drum, alright Yeah, you got to mix it child You got to fix it must be love It’s a bitch You got to mix it child You got to fix it but love It’s a bitch, alright Sometimes I’m sexy, move like a stud Kicking the stall all night Sometimes I’m so shy, got to be worked on Don’t have no bark or bite, alright Yeah when you call my name I salivate like a Pavlov dog Yeah when you lay me out My heart is bumpin’ louder than a big bass drum, alright I said hey, yeah I feel alright now Got to be a… Hey, I feel alright now Hey hey hey Hey hey yeah

10-5-1986 Undercover of The Night Posted on 05 October 2008 by Kevin Today in history, October 5, 1986, Sandinista rebels from the country of Nicaragua shot down a plane and captured the pilot, Eugene Hasenfus, who confessed to his captors that the he and the CIA were transporting military supplies for use by the Contras. This news hit Washington and Congress like a ton of bricks, because the U.S. backed Contras were an anti-Sandinista force that had operated outside the Constitution and the Boland Amendment that had been passed by Congress two years earlier in 1984. The Boland Amendment had strictly forbidden the CIA or any other agency from supporting the Contras. And although President Ronald Reagan believed that the Sandinista government of Nicaragua was a puppet of the Soviet Union, he had secured funding for the Contra rebels in 1981, but he had signed off on the Boland Amendment. So If the story of pilot Eugene Hasenfus is true, then President Ronald Reagan had broken the law. And as some of you may already know, this incident was pivotal into an investigation of the Executive Branch, and the Reagan Administration, that resulted in the Iran-Contra affair which began one month later. The Iran-Contra affair was a political scandal that was revealed in November 1986 as a result of earlier events during the Reagan administration. It began as an operation to increase U.S.-Iranian relations, wherein Israel would ship weapons to a moderate, politically influential group of Iranians opposed to the Ayatollah Khomeini; the U.S. would reimburse Israel for those weapons and receive payment from Israel. (wikipedia) Now Sir Mick Jagger and the Stones produced a politically charged song in 1983 called “Undercover Of The Night”, and Mick’s smoking hot ex-wife Bianca Jagger was from Nicaragua. The lyrics see Jagger explore the then-ongoing political corruption in Central and South America; “ All the young men, they’ve been rounded up; And sent to camps back in the jungle; And people whisper, people double-talk; Once proud fathers act so humble.” (wikipedia) A full blown Congressional hearing began in December 1986 in which members of the Reagan Administration were called to testify, and these included Marine Lieutenant Colonel Oliver North who was in charge of arms sales and funneling money to the Contras. Many investigations ensued, including those by the United States Congress and the three-man, Reagan-appointed Tower Commission. Neither could find any evidence that Reagan himself knew of the extent of the multiple programs.[1] In the end, fourteen administration officials were charged with crimes, and eleven convicted, including then-Secretary of Defense Caspar Weinberger.[9] They were all pardoned in the final days of the George H. W. Bush presidency, who had been vice-president at the time.[10] (wikipedia) Eugene Hasenfus, the pilot who was shot down and captured on this day in history, October 5, 1986, which set in motion the Iran-Contra scandal, was tried and sentenced to 30 years imprisonment by a Nicaraguan court. He was released by his Captors only weeks later. So it was a really covert and creepy time back then in the 1980’s, with political and business machinations and operations taking place in “Undercover of The Night”. The Stones Speaketh Hear the screams of Center 42 Loud enough to bust your brains out The opposition’s tongue is cut in two Keep off the street ’cause you’re in danger One hundred thousand disparus Lost in the jails in South America Cuddle up baby Cuddle up tight Cuddle up baby Keep it all out of sight Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover of the night The sex police are out there on the streets Make sure the pass laws are not broken The race militia has got itchy fingers All the way from New York back to Africa Cuddle up baby Keep it all out of sight Cuddle up baby Sleep with all out of sight Cuddle up baby Keep it all out of sight Undercover Undercover Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover of the night All the young men they’ve been rounded up And sent to camps back in the jungle And people whisper people double-talk And once proud fathers act so humble All the young girls they have got the blues They’re heading on back to Center 42 Keep it undercover Keep it all out of sight Keep it undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover of the night Down in the bars the girls are painted blue Done up in lace, done up in rubber The John’s are jerky little G.I. Joe’s On R&R from Cuba and Russia The smell of sex, the smell of suicide All these things I can’t keep inside Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover of the night Undercover of the night Undercover of the night Undercover Undercover Undercover of the night

Today in history, September 17, 1939, the Soviet Union declared that the Polish government no longer existed, and began invading the country under the Hitler-Stalin pact. Germany had previously invaded Poland on September 1, 1939 and World War 11 began just days later. The secret Hitler-Stalin pact had left Poland sandwiched between invaders from the East and the West now, as the German army’s land and air offensive pushed the Polish army into the “arms” of the Soviets. The Germans handed over thousands of Polish troops to the Soviets after having fought their way to the eastern front in a little more than two weeks. Poland had hoped Russia would be an ally and a “blood brother” to help rescue them from the ruthless Germans, unaware of the pact that Stalin and Hitler had agreed upon to partition their country in August of 1939. Ultimately the Soviet Union would dominate and control more than three-fifths of Poland and 13 million people due to the September 17th invasion. The Final Solution to kill all of Europe’s Jews would be decided in 1942 at the Wannsee Conference, and as a result, millions of Jews and Poles would die in the concentration camps at Auschwitz in Poland. Reinhard Heydrich was the architect of this plan for the extermination of the Jews in the German occupied territories. In the course of the meeting, Heydrich presented a plan, presumably approved by Hitler, for the deportation of the Jewish population of Europe to German-occupied areas of the Soviet Union, and the use of the Jews fit for labour on road-building projects, in the course of which they would eventually die. (wikipedia) Germany had planned on winning the war against the Soviet Union, but as the saying goes, “the best laid plans of Mice and Men” didn’t quite work out as expected. It is estimated that more than 27 million Russians died during World War 11 at the “hands” of Joseph Stalin and Adolf Hitler’s regime. Historians estimate that more than 55 million people died during World War 11. In 1990, the details of the Soviet-German pact to partition Poland became public after the Wall came down and the Soviet empire collapsed.

Today in history, September 14, 1901, the President of the United States died after being shot during the Pan-American Exposition in Buffalo New York by a gunman. President William McKinley died after a Polish-American anarchist named Leon Czolgosz shot him at point blank range with a .32 revolver 8 days previous. Doctors had worked on McKinley but failed to find the bullet and gangrene set in and spread throughout his body. The Republican President McKinley was known as a protector of big business and was a proponent of tariffs used against foreign competition during the Industrial Age. His foreign policy included intervening in Cuba’s struggle for independence and autonomy from Spanish colonial rule. The United States defeated Spain during the Spanish-American war, and the U.S. annexed and acquired Puerto Rico, the Philippines, and Guam making America a colonial power for the first time. When the Boxer Rebellion kicked up in China, McKinley sent thousands of U.S. troops to suppress it with his “Open Door” policy. McKinley believed that China should be independent and that all nations who have a monetary and business interest in China should be able to compete in China. The Boxer Rebellion’s aims were to drive foreigners out of China, while McKinley believed it should be an “Open Door” policy for all to do business as usual. Hmm, this historically sounds a little too familiar with respect to Iraq and a war that was waged based on lies and cooked evidence, as a pretext to open it up for business as usual by Halliburton, Bechtel, Black-Water, and a host of others. You really gotta love the colonial/business love, because if we want something, We’ll bomb you because it’s in our best interests. But in spite of killing your loved ones, and destroying your country, and America’s reputation and standing throughout the world, were demonstrating the Love of baby Jesus. What Bible are these guys reading and are they attending the Church Of Satan up in the Bay Area? Isn’t that special, you scumbags, hypocrites, and liars of total darkness and evil. But Satan made us do it these God damn bastards will say!!

A very subversive and controversial American band was started back in Los Angeles California in 1991. They were revolutionary and they were good. They were “Rage Against The Machine”. Whether one likes their music or not is not necessarily important, but what is more important, was their radical political and social messages decrying the oppression of the poor, globalization, in addition to other causes. The band would perform on Saturday Night Live in 1996, singing “Bulls On Parade” from their “Evil Empire” album, that would shoot to number one on the Billboard charts that year. Rage opened up for the great Irish rockers U2 in 1997, and all of their profits went to support social organizations including U.N.I.T.E., Women Alive, and the Zapatista Front for National Liberation. To say the least, lead singer Zach De la Rocha, and guitarist Tom Morello certainly put their money where their mouths were. The bands debut album “Rage Against The Machine”, with it’s driving anthem for equality and social justice showed a Vietnamese Buddhist monk burning himself to death on the cover. The song “Killing In The Name” would achieve Platinum album status. This monk would be on the cover of many magazines when I was a young kid. It was beautiful, and yet so horrific at the same time. President Diem whom we backed during that terrible Vietnam War was killing Buddhist monks and many others. The monk burnt himself to death in protest of the brutal Diem regime. Diem was also passionately anti-Communist. Tortures and killings of “communist suspects” were committed on a daily basis. The death toll was put at around 50,000 with 75,000 imprisonments, and Diem’s effort extended beyond communists to anti-communist dissidents and anti-corruption whistleblowers. [26] Wikipedeia. The Zapatista Army of National Liberation in Chiapas, Mexico, is an armed revolutionary group whom “Rage Against The Machine” supported in the 1990’s. The Zapatista’s opposed globalization, and the effects that it had upon the peasants and their people’s indigenous way of life, and some consider them to be the first “post-modern” revolution. They wanted to protect their own resources and land, in addition to their jobs that were being wiped out by NAFTA and cheaply mass -produced American genetically modified agricultural imports. NAFTA and the removal of Article 27 from the Mexican Constitution, which previously guaranteed land reparations to the indigenous peoples of Mexico, helped to cement their cultural, familial, and social devastation. So this became an axe to grind with Zach de La Rocha and “Rage Against The Machine”, after NAFTA was signed into law under the Clinton Administration. De la Rocha has been particularly outspoken on the cause of the EZLN. He explained the importance of the cause to him personally: “ It is important for me, as a popular artist, to make clear to the governments of the United States and Mexico that despite the strategy of fear and intimidation to foreigners, despite their weapons, despite their immigration laws and military reserves, they will never be able to isolate the Zapatista communities from the people in the United States… Through concerts, videos, interviews, broadcasting of information at concerts, and our songs’ lyrics we have placed within reach of young people, our audience, the experiences of the Zapatistas; we act as facilitators of the ways in which they can participate and put them in contact with the organization and the Zapatista support committees in the United States”. [46] Wikipedia. Lead singer de La Rocha of Rage would take many trips to Chiapas, Mexico to help the people. At a concert in Coachella Valley, California, “RAGES” lead singer Zach De la Rocha would quote his good friend Noam Chomsky, that would later be used by Fox News against them suggesting that the President of the United States should be assassinated. The radical and wild haired Zach would say at the concert, “A good friend of ours once said that if the same laws were applied to U.S. presidents as were applied to the Nazis after World War II [...] every single one of them, every last rich white one of them from Truman on, would have been hung to death and shot—and this current administration is no exception. They should be hung, and tried, and shot. As any war criminal should be”. [35] Wikipedia. At another concert Zach would go off on Fox News and “Hannity and Colmes” by saying, “A couple of months ago, those fascist motherfuckers at the Fox News Network attempted to pin this band into a corner by suggesting that we said that the president should be assassinated. Nah, what we said was that he should be brought to trial as a war criminal and hung and shot. THAT’S what we said. And we don’t back away from the position because the real assassinator is Bush and Cheney and the whole administration for the lives they have destroyed here and in Iraq. They’re the ones. And what they refused to air which was far more provocative in my mind and in the minds of my bandmates is this: this system has become so brutal and vicious and cruel that it needs to start wars and profit from the destruction around the world in order to survive as a world power. THAT’s what we said. And we refuse not to stand up, we refuse to back down from that position”…[44] The Zapatista’s continue to fight for change, but not through the muzzle of a gun anymore, as they were crushed by the Mexican military back in the 90’s. They disseminate they’re causes and conditions to the world by the use of the internet to expand their base of support. The band “RAGE” had, and still has balls, and so where are all the musicians today that have a social conscience and a passion for the poor and downtrodden, and are willing to “stick their necks out”? and I mean for anything other than fame and fortune.

There’s a website out there that is really mind bending to say the least. It has numerous rock stars that have died prematurely from drug overdoses, like Hendrix, Joplin, Kurt Cobain, and many others. At the top of the site it says, “The fear of the Lord prolongeth days: but the years of the wicked shall be shortened. Proverbs 10:27 The case being made is that rock stars and musicians that live a life of partying and drugs are doomed because of their wicked ways, and therefore their lives are shortened. And even some that don’t!! Now, if logic follows, which I don’t know if this person operates in the realm of logic and reason, but I can cite numerous persons in the public and private arena who don’t seem to fear God, nor should their days be prolonged. Pol Pot, was the leader of the communist movement known as the “Khmer Rouge”. Now Pol was quite an evil man who murdered many innocent Cambodians. According to Wikipedia, Pol Pot was responsible for between 750,000 and 1.7 million Cambodians murdered. “The combined effect of slave labour, malnutrition, poor medical care, and executions had an estimated death toll of 750,000 to 1.7 million (approximately 26% of the population at that time).[1]” Pol Pot lived to be 73 years of age. Now, just so we don’t get accused of ethno-evil-profiling, let’s now move on to some white folks. If anyone has seen the movie, “The Fog Of War”, then it’s quite obvious that Robert McNamara was a pretty sinister person. After leaving Ford Motor Company, then President Kennedy asked McNamara to be his Secretary of Defense. He was meticulous with body counts, and treated war as if it were a business math project. He’s got blood on his hands, and yet he still looks pretty well, is quite lucid, and is now in his late 80’s I believe. So maybe the world would have been better off to have guys like Lyndon Baines Johnson, Bob McNamara, and even that trickle down supply side economics prick Ronald Reagan to have started a rock band. These aforementioned are just a few who engaged in foreign policy murders and Johnson became quite wealthy from the Vietnam War. I know he was so disheartened that he wouldn’t seek a second term, and almost cried like Koby Bryant on TV. Pathetic acting, Johnson was in with a company called KBR, Kellogg Brown and Root that was very much like how Halliburton is today. These guys lived well, high on the hog, and even to a ripe old age. Reagan had a home in Belair/Brentwood, and so there seems to be a disconnect as to the greater of the two sins. Smoke dope, party, and get laid in a rock band, or carpet bomb innocent civilians like Nixon did without congressional approval in the early 70’s. Nixon lived longer than Kurt Cobain, and Jimi Hendrix combined. The most amazing and alarming data and stats regarding musicians, is that some of them that this individual lists died by no fault of their own. They’re being tried and executed in this person’s narrow mind because of dying from Multiple Sclerosis, like Ronnie Lane from the Small Faces who died at age 51. But wait, God’s shortening of days even includes the Beatle’s, John Lennon, who was murdered at the age of 40 by a psychopath named Mark David Chapman in 1980. Now let’s not forget Bob Marley who died of cancer at the age of 36. “No Woman No Cry”, “No Singy No Die”. And “That Bad Bad Leroy Brown” Jim Croce is listed on God’s wall of day shortening because he died in an airplane in 1973. Wasn’t Croce such a rock and roll madman, like that “depraved” Keith Moon of the Who when he sang “Time In A Bottle” sitting on a stool? Even Karen Carpenter doesn’t get spared from her “evil ways” by having a medical condition known as Anorexia. See, she was the drummer of the band singing songs like “Close to You” and “We’ve Only Just Begun”. Maybe she talked on the telephone with John Bonham from Zeppelin to ask a question about how he did what he did on “Moby Dick”. Anyway, wouldn’t it be nice if George Bush, Dick Cheney, Rumsfeld, and so many other peeps that are so sinister and villainous started a rock and roll band? The world would be a lot better place without them, and then Zeppelin could do a remake called “Moby Dicks”.

I'm curious to see the opinions and sentiments regarding the upcoming November Presidential elections. I'm kinda one of those skeptics who believes that the system isn't only broken, but it was designed that way with the bicameral party. Will Obama make any changes, or will things just be the same as the free world baton is passed along to another ONE, no different than the others? Is McCain using his Vietnam appeal to pity too excessively, or is this an appeal that will help him gain the presidency? I think personally they should have left him to stay put at the Hanoi Hilton..Anyone who leaves his disabled wife to marry a millionaire budweiser girl is kind of weak. But he's a politico opportunist that employs Machiavellian tactics to achieve his power goals. Now Obama, he's clever, with his change and there appears to be little dirt on the guy, although don't be deceived he's got a huge ego and he is about the power..So will it be the whiner McCain with his great foreign policy terrorism talk or will it be Obama, the cape crusader for truth, justice, and the American way? Or is it decided by shadows in the background and electoral colleges that were designed to confuse even the most saavy political scientists. Oh, and don't forget to vote and drink excessively to the point of oblivion..I think voters should all be drunk and ***tfaced, the outcome may be more positive..who knows...