“Do what you want, really … I won’t stop you, but God might.” – Dr. Freckles
Become some kinda fucking alley way doctor, where surgery is performed and the anesthesia is some vodka and a lead pipe.
Making love to women while piloting ferries … you can do it …
You want to buy that new “Grill Gun” thingy … and you know why … and that’s all that matters.
You built a cabin, deep in the mountains. Your wife has left you, and you are abandoned to the darkness. You are training an army of mad gorillas, covered in dynamite, covered in failure. That’s okay … I won’t stop you …
Sarah Harper smoked crack cocaine, and rubber her bloobis on the bus … on the way to work. She thought about her trick, and his hands, and his yellow bloodshot eyes that seemed to glow in the night … His throbbing xoorg engudgulated her frinktal zone, and the 8 ancient greases flowed, as scaly birds fed on wig-ants near the abandoned church. That’s okay too … you can do that.
After each day turns sour, the philosopher loads his pistol and goes looking for trash. He stops at the first bar, nasty and consuming, the smell of stale cigarettes and bleach and vomit and shit filled the air … musty, muggy, moist, lost to the lukewarm world of woolly headed speed freaks. He can stop and have his white lightning, and then go back to hunting buffalo … I’ll do nothing to prevent it.
I will hide out in the desert, not far from Scompton. My head rests on a stone pillow, and my bed is made of rancid possum entrails and old moldy newspapers. I shiver feverishly at night, as the slow cooking heat of a methane catastrophe chases my dreams to Grinken Ville … I’ve seen the hooker armies … I’ve seen Kortan and the lizard queen and all the old folk being boiled for dog food … I’ve been near the outer realm, where the gondo-lords rule, and the priestess class swims in pools filled with KY jelly … and this is as it should be … and don’t try to stop me.
You want to become DICTATOR for LIFE of ALL PLANET BOBLIMPTOCK! You want your hands replaced with glowing red hot fists of titanium … You want to hold the still beating hearts of your enemies, in your glowing hands, as they slowly sizzle and beat their LAST. Your mansion will be made of plutonium, your car will be powered by cats … the ZINCKTON-FOLK will worship you and build a statue in your honor – and you will do pharma-grade cocaine as busty models get you OFF and you soil your silk pajamas with man juice. This is fine … I will not say NO …
Some time next year, COL TRIG will open a fast food chain called “Old Schimbly’s Kidney Pies” … he will partner with KING NOB hotel chains, and Peterson Ice Deliveries … he hopes to get a lot of verticals and horizontals going … a nearby medical clinic will lend a hand … He will serve fine high grade kidney pies, but if you find yourself naked, in a bath tub, covered in ice, with two surgical incisions on your left and right abdomen? – CALL AN AMBULANCE … but whatever …. YOU do YOU …
YOU … motherfucker … you LOVE Dungeness crab … you brag, in your slightly Asperger’s (aka DANISH) way … about how you “love to catch the little creatures” and boil them and eat them … Me? – I won’t eat that shit … you can have the tertiary consumers … the filter feeders … the things that LITERALLY EAT SHIT … and die … they are filled with poison, and it is an insult to your immune system as bad OR WORSE than surgery or any puncture wound … but keep eating your fucking shit roaches … your poison beetles … I won’t stop you.
Code monkey …
“A code monkey is someone you hire to tell a computer to do something YOU ARE TOO FUCKING LAZY TO DO YOUR OWN GODDAM SELF!” – Dr. Freckles
Crazy and old …
“When you get crazy and old, it doesn’t matter how you get eaten.” – Dr. Freckles
“Fugue state” equals high-functioning sociopath. Our society seems to produce an intentionally high percentage of borderline sociopaths and narcissists on one end and a large percentage of helpless people on the other.
Hospital painting of a man rowing out to a ship while his family is on shore waving goodbye. An analogy for terminal illness ( but also emotional distance)
There’s a theme of “owning” others through manipulation, emotional control, judgmental behavior. The judgement Skylar gets for smoking while pregnant is the other side of the coin to the veggie bacon she makes her family eat…. Wanting to own someone and taking steps of control is a form of theft.
Hank is a house of cards. Has an anxiety attack in elevator. He’s a symbol of the weakness of the state
Reputation — “Street Cred” and markets/branding
The cops lie. The state is a narcissistic parent running a lopsided triangulation scam on us.
Jimmy “in and out” … “He likes it better inside, the outside world has not been too kind to him …”
Jimmy “in-and-out” is a scapegoat. There’s been a lot of that throughout human history, mostly in cities. Our society creates a lot of them through arbitrary rules. (Muh democracy)
Walt cooks meth, Ted Beneke cooks the books. What’s the difference?
Walt’s cooking empire is really “born” on the same day as his daughter.
The ethics of Jane’s death: what are our obligations in that situation? It’s clearly a shitty move, but not illegal. What’s the difference? Which matters more? Which should?
I saw some wild dogs in a small group wandering the neighborhood, hungry and crestfallen … drunk with animalistic rage and self loathing … the dogs were looking for a horgon-feast, and some old people to take out behind … in the alley. It’s 7/11 day, and the dogs are getting anxious …
Grunglin folk, fleeced by financiers and tech-gurus, are hitting the nightclubs. Getting MIND WHACKED on S’klink and grizzle … eating out cosmic holes and vibrating their chingus. Weird oils leak from the walls, and tin star BATS curry favor, but are denied a meeting with HOOBERMAN the WHALER … because it’s 7/11 day … and apples are on sale.
Haglamite WITCH TRIBES focus on the lost cats, and dogs left to wander Scroton Land. Jingus-spleege leaks into the main water supply and the families of Scompton get sick, and go mad with brain herpes. Gangs of shirtless men chase women down the street, covered in greases …
I went to see the doc for my physical. He looked at my charts and my dials and the gauges and he picked up a vial of acid and threw it at my face!
“WHAT THE HELL DAN … your systems are askew and filled with parasites and broken glass … you have all the cancers … every kind … you’re autoimmune is at war with your stomach worms ….”
The doc then punched me in the stomach, and bashed my head with a skull he had on his desk …
It’s gonna be great. Happy 7/11 …
“Stay-gis?”
“Yes Lord Vrool …”
“Is that the sound of the Kuntic-Gangs?”
“Yes, they oil themselves in the sacred lesbian pools, preparing themselves for the feast.”
Lord Vrool stood there, looking into the burnt out city. He had the men, but was he ready to violate Empress Listra’s sacred oil pact? … or would it be the mud pit for all?
Great … 7/11.
We need to start stockpiling oil for the Slebic-Wars. The East Side Hoolies are moving westward toward Scompton. They are packing .357’s and glocks and lighter fluid and bike chain. Their officers wear a titanium codpiece and their left hands are armed with a mini-chainsaw gauntlet. Their opponents are skewered and barbecued and sold as street tacos to Italians on Wallstreet …
… but it’s 7/11 FUCKER …
Version 1 ROBOTS are serving protein slurry at the cafe off of Blimpton. Young harlots, rowdy and mad with jimble-floosh, masquerade about in their mini skirts … handing out free samples … The robots will wash all the crevices, and we’ll be clean and ready …
The labor market is cooling, the robots are getting angry.
Happy 11th of JULY DAY ASS BIRD … FUCK …
Maverick …
The movie review of a random anonymous listener:
You saw Star Wars in 1977? Yes. Ok. Exact SAME plot. USA has to blow up an underground nuclear weapons facility of an “un-named” foreign power. They have to fly technically inferior F-18’s at very low altitude through a canyon maze and then deliver two missile strikes into this small “air vent” to blow up the facility. So, the majority of the scenes with the aircraft are basically the same bullshit as from the Star Wars when they are flying inferior aircraft beneath the superior weapons defenses of the Death Star. Tacked onto that main plot is the typical leftist diversity propaganda; Tom Cruise AKA, Pete Mitchell is brough out of retirement to teach the new class of America’s best fighter pilots the lost art of aerial dog fighting. Pete, despite his lengthy 40 year career in the Navy has only achieved the rank of Captain due to his “Maverick” ways, but he remains the only pilot with any dog fighting skills. So, the Commander of the Pacific Fleet, Rear Admiral Tom “Iceman” Kazansky (Ted Kazynski), who has been keeping Pete from being kicked out of the Navy all these years, summons Pete via a series of text messages to return and teach the youngsters at the Top Gun School. A brief encounter with Iceman, is like Luke Skywalker with Yoda. As you know in real life, cancer has turned the 80’s heartthrob, Iceman, into a troll like creature who has to talk only by closing a hole in his throat. He sounds like Yoda and has to keep sentences very short, so he is reduced to saying things like “you must not think, you must only do.” Iceman dies shortly after overriding all the other Navy commanders who want Pete booted. The current Top Gun commander is Vice Admiral Beau “Cyclone” Simpson, also known as Homer Simpson, played by legendary ad man, Jon Hamm.
Pete proceeds to school and embarrass all the young hot shot aviators, which in 2022 are now hispanic and Chinese females, black men and one white guy we all love to hate the “perfect jock” guy plus one lovable white guy who is a boob and goes by the simple call sign of “Bob”. oh, forgot, Goose’s son, Rooster, is now a Top Gun aviator as well, and Pete has stood in his way for years trying to prevent him from becoming a pilot. Rooster looks like Goose, wears the same dumb Hawaiin shirts, plays the piano and sings Great Balls of Fire for the entire bar.
Simpson hates Pete and mid-way through the movie boots Pete out of the Navy demanding his discharge, but Pete manages to steal an F-18 and runs the gauntlet course which is shown in the Top Gun classroom on a live feed and Homer relents and makes Pete the Team leader of the mission.
Pete eventually is forced to choose the six people who will go on the mission. Have to make sure to get at least one female and one black guy as well as Rooster, who starts out hating Pete, but grows to love him like a father.
After successfully bombing the site, Pete gets shot down and ejects over enemy territory. Rooster, despite being ordered to return to the carrier, turns around and shoots down an enemy attack helicopter just before it shoots a running on the ground Pete. Rooster then gets shot down and fortunately ejects and parachutes within 100 yards of Pete. Pete and Rooster then run to a nearby enemy air base and steal an old F-14 that just happens to be fueled and ready to fly. While flying back to the carrier, they are forced into a dog fight with two enemy 5th generation fighters, but Pete Skywalker summons the force of Iceman and Goose Gossage and shoots down both. But Pete’s plane is now out of ammo.
Now it’s smooth sailing back to the carrier. Wrong. Another enemy fighter shows up and Pete begins to fly straight up into the atmosphere towards Heaven with Rooster in the back seat, just as the enemy plane gets missile lock, BOOM, he gets shot out of the sky by the pilot we all hated, the young jock, who defied orders and launched his plane from the carrier to save them.
They all return to the Carrier. Pete does a crash landing into the net and everyone gets a trophy and dances around on the deck cheering.
Also, there is no re-kindling of the romance with Kelli McGillis as she is now too fat and ugly. So the in-between Romance filler is now with Jennifer Connelly. Pete fucks Jennifer in her house and gets caught by Jennifer’s teen-age daughter, who convinces Pete to also fuck her.
Jennifer …
new Iceman Jock
Hispanic Diversity Pilot
Goofy White Bob
Rear Admiral Iceman Yoda
Pete “Maverick Skywalker” Mitchell
Hot Kelli
Not hot Kelli
Pete Mitchell on the Deck of the carrier USS We are the World, after saving the world
– have water purification and LEARN HOW to purify water
(assuming you are an optimist)
If you are an optimist …
learn to raise pig and chicken on those “dark ugly acts” you might have to commit in the depths of this coming eternal night …
hold counsel with the rat and cockroach, make allies with the crow and the monkey …
Hook yourself out … become a gigolo … make up fliers, for the old person’s home, and sell your body to dying old men and women … if you are optimistic about things …
Stockpile SPAM and TURKEY SPAM … make sure you have PROTEIN …
Rumpulate your inner drelg-skoob, and rub your splinctus with rosy read harlot sauce … that’s if you have a real positive fucking attitude …
Set fire to your home, your car, your land … boil the cactus and drink muskrat tea … kill time by the whiskey dreams sea … and hunt old whale-goat near Scompton … if you think things are FINE …
Jorg-slig, of sector-55, is selling snake-piss-wine and old curdled cat milk … his eyes are burning with the fury and the hunger and his lips are covered in herpetic sores … if you are an optimist …
A space ship named love is parked at NASA, the captain is Lord Yurgen of the last NAZI cadre, the co-pilot is XINDER, first order demon … the DEVIL is the commodore, the Commodores are entertaining … on the LIDO DECK … if you have that “hope and change” Obama-Shlama talked about … happy …
1002 separate nugget kings, ruling various lands between here and GRINKEN TOWN, they carry swords made of anger and ice, they snort the coke and run the hooker armies of the east … if you are an optimist …
The truly evil state of affairs, the darkest point, is when a government FORCES its people to commit evil … it starts out with patriotic intention, and ends up mandating pedophilia and the sharing of children with strangers, adults.
It starts out with mandating everyone wear coffee filters, perhaps more than one … forcing their children to be poisoned with who knows what … you don’t know, neither do I.
But in the end, it is the STATE demanding you rape your own children to prove you are “inclusive” …
(we’re almost there – let’s hope the state collapses soon)
Relationships and Deception – are there noble lies? lies designed to protect those we love?
Cancer: wounded lives and relationships
Conflict Resolution in the black market
Excellence: is it enough? Does it matter WHAT you are excellent at?
Skylar: “Where did that come from … and why was it so good?”, Walter: “Because it’s illegal …”, Hank: “Sometimes forbidden fruit tastes the sweetest …”
Altruism vs. self-interest: It’s a very statist perspective to claim altruistic motives for doing what’s really in your own selfish interest. Walt manipulates others for his own ego and personal gain, often at their expense too. Rush song “Anthem” comes to mind as the ideal where acting out of self-interest benefits everyone: Well, I know they’ve always told you Selfishness was wrong Yet it was for me, not you I came to write this song
When Krazy-8 escapes Jesse’s house and Walt finds him walking down the street he was definitely portrayed as a zombie. Zombies / NPCs / mimetic behavior
Humans are a mixed bag. The capacity for good and evil are always present. Sort of a positive and negative stored energy present at all times in everyone. Ex. Hank pledging to take care of Walt’s family but meanwhile is an insufferable douche
Family dynamics. Jesse’s brother scoffs at the idea that he’s the favorite son because his parents are always focused on Jesse. This also dovetails with the human focus on negative outliers.
Theft… lots of themes around this: Broken Windows economics and all of the interests impacted by ongoing drug trade, and why even law enforcement doesn’t want it to end … LE, CIA, FBI, cartels, street criminals – all conspire to keep it going.
Pride… Walt won’t accept help from his former business partner
Highschool -> collage -> Memories bleed and dryout
Logging-> Dangerous -> Money not that great -> lose an arm and two legs -> get workers comp (no work’y for rest of life) -> best payoff from setting chokers
Friend -> Fishing during the Summer -> Alaska -> lots of money -> Pontiac GTO
Highschool -> Friday Nights -> Pontiac GTO -> Cruising
Whoop -> Whoop
Chiefs and shamans …
“People think it’s a choice between being a chief or a shaman, I say: be both, in proper measure.” – Dr. Freckles
“In defense of that weird Luddite Pope? – I lived through 2020 and the coffee-filter cult … so I kind of see his point now.” – Dr. Freckles
Transform …
“Transform your small business … with dynamite.” – Dr. Freckles
The Path …
“We learn a great deal more when the path is unclear, or when it’s wrong altogether.” – Dr. Freckles
What happened to Opie’s mom?
Ranch Water … fuck …
Yeah …
“Hey, remember me?”
I was walking around the other day …
I passed this guy in the street, and he looked at me …
“Hey, you remember me? … I was this big …”
He motioned with his hand to communicate that at some point he was 3 feet tall … and I knew him when he was 3 feet tall … err … maybe I knew him when I was 3 feet tall.
The Devil and Christian Life …
We never really kick out the Devil permanently … he comes by … complains about his new girlfriend … asks if he can sleep on the couch for a few days …
I keep talking about changing the format of my podcast … but I dunno
Should I drink less beer? – definitely less Mormon style sugar cancer betes beer …
I’ve been watching this show “You” … and it’s not Dexter, but it gives me a great dose of dark cringe … yeah … I bought one month of Netflix in order to get to the point in shows I liked where I couldn’t watch anymore … too much “Hate Russia” and “Gender Conflict” bullshit … it’s your “junk” … get over it Netflix.
I got some wickedly good weed yesterday from Colorado … Garlic Monkey … Willy Nelson Reserve shit … thanks Willy …
I screwed up my first and only relationship … shit happens. I hope she’s okay, but I haven’t seen her since 2013.
My last physical was in 2013, just after my ex dumped me …
The new job is going well, but it’s still very early … maybe I’ll have a more accurate appraisal in a few weeks.
Justin and I are NOT giving up on RAD ENGINEERING, but it’s going to move slower.
There was this elevated platform with a yurt on it, on the way to Dinosaur … but it was just off the highway … it’s like: maybe they’re gonna make it into a fro-yo place … the Gurt-Yurt … or Urt’s Yurt has Gurt … I dunno.
I love my family … but I haven’t been able to talk to them … I don’t want to call, I don’t look forward to a call. Weird, right?
I am massively in debt, and I don’t give a shit. I will likely declare bankruptcy, but given I haven’t heard from any of my creditors in 5 years? – who knows … there was the monkey-herpes “rent free” but not rent free in the 200 square foot pod … but at 1,000 a month? – I feel like I overpaid BEFORE the GREAT SEATTLE MIND FUCK … so I really don’t care. If you play stupid PSYOP monkey-herpes games, you win stupid PSYOP monkey herpes problems … welcome to the hall of mirrors that is life on the death star.
I’ve entered the CARL phase … I work from home … I wear sweats and have a beer belly …
How is this different from solipsism or extreme skepticism?
What is the meaning of materialism or idealism?
How would you verify other forms of consciousness? – beyond magical explanations.
Is it not just ask likely that the “proofs for simulation” are also proofs for God? The notion of equidistant non locality between objects separated by distance.
Is it possible CERN was an attempt at introducing an unresolvable bug into the simulation?
Think:
Double slit / wave-particle problem
The Observer Effect
The functionalization of nature, such that it looks like equations
3D emerges from 2D information, the “Holographic Principle” …
The weird desire for government and “laws” … very few want to be free, and that could be a way of managing complexity, in the simulation … “hey, most players … and NPCs … they need to be voters ….” It makes the programming easier.
The Dilation of the Present and the possibility of Time Travel …
What about re-thinking super-position in the context of generalized causality and contingency problems between an expanding number of concurrent processes in nature, dilating the “moment” rather than introducing multiple equal and satisfactory states? – or rather, there is no “multiverse”, but it is how we define the “now” that is critical and creates the illusion of the multiverse? If you live within some local space time where “very little happens”, then the now would contract to its minimal state. But what if you live in a noisy sector of space-time? – then the “now” could expand beyond what we would even define as a second or an hour … though the passage of time would remain the same perceptibly, time is in fact getting “gummed up” or restricted, because of the number of simultaneous interacting forces/behaviors that must be resolved before the next frame of reality can be observed. Observation depends, in this case, on complexity … and the more local space time complexity? – the bigger the “now” becomes, mainly going backwards, because too many events are not yet resolved. This also means that feasible time travel exists, for some distance into the past, based upon the complexity introduced. This is also how the CERN system might be creating remembered contradictions or the Mandela Effect.
If this interpretation of the “now” as not uniform or constant could be shown, then it would introduce potential evidence of “lag time” in the resolution of multiple choices and paths in causality for some local space time. It might indicate a “system” trying to adjust future reality frames based upon yet to be resolved events. So, in the case of Schrodinger’s Cat? – the cat will die, deterministically – but only after the events have been resolved within the generalized “now” … and the “now” might sometimes dilate in size to have a depth of unresolved events going back decades, if not hundreds of years. Of course, once the events are resolved they are likely untouchable – unless you can generate a sufficient level of complexity and energy to disturb resolved events and push them back into unresolved.
Start my new job on Monday, I have all the computer equipment … it’s crazy.
Rad Engineering: not over, but changing …
Still thinking about the podcast, and which direction I take it in … the lies are getting boring, and it’s sad to talk about them … it’s the real virus.
I could use money till I get my first check, so if you can donate a little something please do.
BERMUDA TRIANGLE, and the methane PSYOP
My revised worst case theory: It was never about cars or hotdogs or Al Gore or little Greta. It was always about the realization that there was an unexploded bomb, in the arctic, buried underneath the "air conditioner" that has been maintaining a very human friendly climate for 10,000 years. When they realized that the bomb had been triggered (anthropogenic warming very well could have done this), that's when the alarm bells went up, probably by the 1930's. By the 1960's, they were geoengineering the Arctic Circle, which also made it easier to hide the program. By 2001, they were geoengineering everywhere, and that's when the "Bermuda Triangle is about Aliens" crap went into overdrive. From their 2001 (9/11) baseline, they could forecast the worst parts of the runaway methane feedback loop occurring some time around 2015 and terminating by 2030. The economic slowdown in 2008, which reduced industrial particulate emissions (having a short term cooling effect), they could adjust their estimate to 2018-2019 as a start point, lasting an unknown amount of time, but the general estimate was 5-10 years until a new equilibrium is reached and all the methane that can be released is released. During this time the average temperature on Earth would be up to 20 degrees Celsius above pre-industrial average global temperatures. They estimated that geoengineering would stop working at about the same time - and safe aircraft and ship navigation would be impossible because of coastal methane plumes/blowouts.
The rafting trip, 2005 … 6 Mile River/Creek, Alaska … class 4 and 5 … The whirlpool and almost drowning.
Methane is not a huge problem, yet …
Mostly people are the threat here …
Bermuda Triangle is about aliens, ships can’t sink like that …
When I was a kid, back in the 1970’s, scientists believed they had an adequate explanation for the Bermuda Triangle mystery – methane hydrate expulsion on a massive scale. And they could test, show examples, it was “the answer”.
Since 2001, there have been an onslaught of “rehabilitate mythical/supernatural explanation” for the Bermuda Triangle … to the point that people mock the methane explanation, and prefer to believe aliens did it …
See the Land that Time Forgot (2009), and go about 29 minutes in …
“I thought it was about methane ….” – C. Thomas Howell’s character, in the land that time forgot …
(once they get to the ancient world island, on the other side of the Bermuda Triangle’s time-hole, there are visible geoengineering trails)
(as said before: the Ukraine bs is really good cover for impeding or stopping research around the arctic circle – at least 60% of which is in Russia.
ESAS – potentially the most dangerous factor in the methane feedback loop? – Russia …
I told the people of Seattle that there would be a 3RD HOOKER REPUBLIC of CHOP-CHAZ …
They mocked me, but wait for it … they’ll be harvesting their crops in the park, in view of the 400K condos that pay property taxes so that Seattle City employees and King County employees can seal in the juices …
Coming, this summer … THE THIRD AND LAST HOOKER REPUBLIC of CHOP CHAZ …
LORD RAZ, and his 45 nubian wives, with their onyx hustle and their lightning stares? As if the cocaine of the river were in their blood? As if their children suckled on COOLAID and used restaurant gum?
LORD RAZ, as KING of the 3rd HOOKER REPUBLIC, will have a staff of diamonds and steel, a car pulled by 32 old white men, covered in their own feces and unrelenting in their tears and their sadness for all they did … whatever it was …
BECAUSE IT’S ABOUT ABORTION?
The THIRD HOOKER REPUBLIC will be ZONE of total LESBIAN domination …
Lesbians, and heglamites, and scruncheons will be seen blooviating their nog-fur, and tunctulating their yoozoo … as the ancient greases flow …
The lesbian armies will form up east of VOORG AVE, not far from Old Pappy’s Pap Smears … next door to the Take Out Roast Beef Emporium …
They will cover themselves in super glue and broken glass and street fury … they will be coasted in creosote and regret … their fingernails will be broken, their legs covered in hair, their minds on fire from old stale wine, their hearts fluttering for total lesbian oneness … in the wading pool.
The TAN-WHALES? – they too will be UMBRUMULATED by norgen-sauce and RAZ and the LESBIAN QUEEN will rule the first ALL NIGHT ABORTION MALL … 50% off for first time killers …
(all trans males will be invited to have an abortion)
A magician, a witch, a mistress of DARK ARTS named OLESTRAAH will be nominated first QUEEN-EMPRESS-THINGY of CHOP-CHAZ … all the strinkle-folk will come with offerings of fetus and munktis juice … they will cover themselves in old dead dolphin wax and the covered ivy of the cemetery off Broog Lane … not far from Old Shimbly’s Real Nice Kidney pies, which is next door to the night clinic, across the street from Last Stop Motel and Kelly’s Bulk Bags of Ice …
Power …
“If you have the power to turn off the world, what more power do you need?” – Dr. Freckles
NATO membership for the UKRAINE would be like Hitler achieving his initial Barbarossa objectives without firing a shot … putting NATO force missile seconds from Moscow, or 8 driving hours from Moscow … more or less … putting the world on the edge of WW3.
In 2014, when the Obama administration authorized a coup attempt against the elected government of the Ukraine, our nation, for reasons I could not understand, pushed the world closer to war with Russia. In the early 90’s we promised NATO would not move past Poland … I guess the Russians should consult “native American ghosts” concerning promises from WA DC.
This is me, my view of the Ukraine situation, in March of 2014:
MAD: Mutually Assured Destruction
All of Game Theory is predicated on the assumption of “rational agents” pursuing “optimal goals” – and what is optimal is assumed from a cultural or historical context. Wars of Religion rarely have optimal goals, and yet these make up a big part of human history … so in order to apply Game Theory, you need to make several assumptions concerning the nature of human reasoning – and many of these might not always be true, but only mostly true.
I’ve spoken about this in a couple podcasts, but I just wanted to summarize the danger …
However: to believe there is a danger you have to believe that Putin is an independent agent, and rational, and operating simply in the protective interests of Russia and that there is no collusion with western interests to “have a little war”.
In the cold calculus of nuclear war, the following is true:
1. MAD only works if you have a deterrence. There is a lot of evidence, including my own experience in the military, that the US defense complex is in decline, and perhaps our nuclear weapons capacity is NOT what TPTB claim it is … and the Chinese and Russians know this.
2. MAD only makes sense in the context of 2 person game theory, it becomes unstable in n-person problems (like the current nuclear world) Even if you think point 1 and 3 are false, I think this is self evidently true, and won’t change.
3. MAD only works if your opponent believes you are sane … but how could China or Russia believe that our society, or leadership, is sane at this point?
Given the following:
It simply makes sense for the Chinese, the Russians, or both to launch a preemptive attack on an insane and potential nuclear belligerent, that no longer has first strike capacity … or second strike reliability … I would guess it would be surgical, but you still don’t want to live in or near WA DC in a scenario like this.
A rapid conventional defeat of US forces would likely lead to a US nuclear option scenario – why would an enemy even let us get to that decision point? – The answer is: they won’t.
Basic Preemptive CHINA/RUSSIA Attack plan:
I don’t see the Chinese and Russians launching a massive preemptive strike, but rather a targeted strike using 3rd generation nukes (neutron bombs), with an initial EMP swarm, and hitting mainly C3I type targets … so WA DC, bunker systems, submarine yards, etc …
They decapitate the US government, and then negotiate for peace, as the Prussians did in 1871, with whomever is left …
They do not invade …
But the USD is dead at that point, and all US forces will be heading home, abandoning military equipment overseas.
I told the people of Seattle that there would be a 3RD HOOKER REPUBLIC of CHOP-CHAZ …
They mocked me, but wait for it … they’ll be harvesting their crops in the park, in view of the 400K condos that pay property taxes so that Seattle City employees and King County employees can seal in the juices …
Coming, this summer … THE THIRD AND LAST HOOKER REPUBLIC of CHOP CHAZ …
LORD RAZ, and his 45 nubian wives, with their onyx hustle and their lightning stares? As if the cocaine of the river were in their blood? As if their children suckled on COOLAID and used restaurant gum?
LORD RAZ, as KING of the 3rd HOOKER REPUBLIC, will have a staff of diamonds and steel, a car pulled by 32 old white men, covered in their own feces and unrelenting in their tears and their sadness for all they did … whatever it was …
BECAUSE IT’S ABOUT ABORTION?
The THIRD HOOKER REPUBLIC will be ZONE of total LESBIAN domination …
Lesbians, and heglamites, and scruncheons will be seen blooviating their nog-fur, and tunctulating their yoozoo … as the ancient greases flow …
The lesbian armies will form up east of VOORG AVE, not far from Old Pappy’s Pap Smears … next door to the Take Out Roast Beef Emporium …
They will cover themselves in super glue and broken glass and street fury … they will be coasted in creosote and regret … their fingernails will be broken, their legs covered in hair, their minds on fire from old stale wine, their hearts fluttering for total lesbian oneness … in the wading pool.
The TAN-WHALES? – they too will be UMBRUMULATED by norgen-sauce and RAZ and the LESBIAN QUEEN will rule the first ALL NIGHT ABORTION MALL … 50% off for first time killers …
(all trans males will be invited to have an abortion)
A magician, a witch, a mistress of DARK ARTS named OLESTRAAH will be nominated first QUEEN-EMPRESS-THINGY of CHOP-CHAZ … all the strinkle-folk will come with offerings of fetus and munktis juice … they will cover themselves in old dead dolphin wax and the covered ivy of the cemetery off Broog Lane … not far from Old Shimbly’s Real Nice Kidney pies, which is next door to the night clinic, across the street from Last Stop Motel and Kelly’s Bulk Bags of Ice …
Power …
“If you have the power to turn off the world, what more power do you need?” – Dr. Freckles
The Killing Season …
The Biden’s “Recovery Summer Tour” 2010 … and Aurora AVE, Seattle …
– have water purification and LEARN HOW to purify water
(assuming you are an optimist)
If you are an optimist …
learn to raise pig and chicken on those “dark ugly acts” you might have to commit in the depths of this coming eternal night …
hold counsel with the rat and cockroach, make allies with the crow and the monkey …
Hook yourself out … become a gigolo … make up fliers, for the old person’s home, and sell your body to dying old men and women … if you are optimistic about things …
Stockpile SPAM and TURKEY SPAM … make sure you have PROTEIN …
Rumpulate your inner drelg-skoob, and rub your splinctus with rosy read harlot sauce … that’s if you have a real positive fucking attitude …
Set fire to your home, your car, your land … boil the cactus and drink muskrat tea … kill time by the whiskey dreams sea … and hunt old whale-goat near Scompton … if you think things are FINE …
Jorg-slig, of sector-55, is selling snake-piss-wine and old curdled cat milk … his eyes are burning with the fury and the hunger and his lips are covered in herpetic sores … if you are an optimist …
A space ship named love is parked at NASA, the captain is Lord Yurgen of the last NAZI cadre, the co-pilot is XINDER, first order demon … the DEVIL is the commodore, the Commodores are entertaining … on the LIDO DECK … if you have that “hope and change” Obama-Shlama talked about … happy …
1002 separate nugget kings, ruling various lands between here and GRINKEN TOWN, they carry swords made of anger and ice, they snort the coke and run the hooker armies of the east … if you are an optimist …
The truly evil state of affairs, the darkest point, is when a government FORCES its people to commit evil … it starts out with patriotic intention, and ends up mandating pedophilia and the sharing of children with strangers, adults.
It starts out with mandating everyone wear coffee filters, perhaps more than one … forcing their children to be poisoned with who knows what … you don’t know, neither do I.
But in the end, it is the STATE demanding you rape your own children to prove you are “inclusive” …
(we’re almost there – let’s hope the state collapses soon)
talk Cipolla’s 5 laws of stupidity https://principia-scientific.com/the-5-basic-laws-of-human-stupidity-according-to-cipolla/ One corollary to the second tenant is how beautiful people can produce ugly children and vice-versa. Same principle for smart people. Almost like there’s some sort of divine check (the curse?) on natural selection as a macro principle in human propagation.
