


"GRAVY FOR YOUR BRAIN!" – Conspiracy Theory (1997)


UPDATE, 3/9/26, 5:14 PM PST: It looks like Papa Blump may have blinked on the road to armageddon, maybe. If so, then he pretty much just guaranteed the Iranians will have the bomb in less than a year.

Israel can’t warn you: https://www.haaretz.com/israel-news/israel-security/2026-03-07/ty-article/.premium/short-notice-rocket-alerts-are-due-to-operational-considerations-idf-says/0000019c-c7c8-d2c4-afde-f7cea4f60000
Here are some wildcards worth thinking about, not in any particular order:
Keep in mind, there are a few “countries” that were side effects of the world wars: one was Yugoslavia (WW1) the other was Israel (WW2) …
We gutted the rump state of the USSR, and tore out its innards and posted a drunkard (Yeltsin) at the helm. And now we’re annoyed that Russia doesn’t fucking trust us.
“It might be illegal, in some cases, to threaten the LIFE of a pedophile and war monger; but it’s NOT immoral.” – Dr. Freckles

MP3: https://planetarystatusreport.com/mp3/20260306_ROOTS.mp3
Donate: https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/doctorfreckles
Where: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=25786
Ancestry: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=25656
Before George Floyd: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=25761
Good Luck from 2012: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=25733
Grinken Time: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=25622
Jan-Michael Vincent-Price: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=25701
Limited Hangout: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=25695
Butler, PA: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=25692
Missile Shortage: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=25649
CPUs: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=25653
Panic in Crypto Land: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=25686
Special Friends: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=25659
Everybody is just showing up: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=25629
Trump sounds CRAZIER: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=25635
Wake up Putin: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=25616
nope …
it’s the DAMS …
(which is partially true)
(but that’s WHY this is a limited hangout)

IRON EYES CODY found his place,
safe among the human race,
I see dots on a biology chart,
you tell me about the ancient cart.
Your canoe swims far and wide,
with prideful screams for WOUNDED KNEE,
I can't find my CELTIC DREAMS,
lost in the seams,
to ENGLISH SLAUGHTER,
and you get hotter dancing with wolves,
and I am left wondering,
slumbering,
lost to history.
You have stories and songs,
your homes are full of blood dried past,
and at last you speak your tome,
all alone,
I am left with,
"where are my roots?"
Your museum of steel and bright,
the light shines on a myriad of books,
looks,
the authors fight to be seen,
known,
for history's LOST ONES,
but I'm still in the shadows,
waiting,
wondering,
"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK HAPPENED TO MY ROOTS?"
I call it quits,
kaput.
At 18 they said go away,
"we'll keep an eye on things,
till you return one day",
I come back after a few years,
houses sold,
rust and mold,
strangers stand instead of friends,
land disgraced,
an empty global nothing place,
a home lost to outer space,
but at least the ONE TRUE RACE abides,
my roots buried under landslides.
White trash and the landfill,
spilled memories,
POP CULTURE and spiritual diabetes,
in my Mercedes,
racing for the stars,
devouring cocaine,
driving insane,
from nowhere,
to nowhere.
Roots severed.
World empty.
But I'm so fucking happy for your Iron Eyes Cody.
For your Chief Seattle.
For your casinos.
I just want to find my fucking roots.