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Rereading last Friday's posts I noticed a few mistakes and corrected them. I suspect faggotry, because I always check the links before publishing, and the spelling errors were waaay too obvious. But I could be wrong. I plan to do a blurb on my use of inflamatory words in next friday's posts, because I am getting the idea that some of you don't quite realize that I am not at all, 'politically correct.' Enjoy.

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2350 and I am ready to wrap this up. I am not finished with previous matters just yet and I plan to revisit them next week.

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All of which brings us back to Jesus' function in modern Judeo-christianity: will Jesus arrive at the end of the world just in the nick of time? Modern Science suggests that Jesus might be late... especially in view of His current situation 'en route.' That is to say that Jesus is widely perceived to be a chimp nowadays (this link is self-referential, therefore you need to scroll down a bit to see what I intended), and as such might be subject to the 'laws of physics,' resulting in widespread panic throughout the scienticic community.You know me: I am very interested in these matters. I therefore decided to contact Jesus on the brown telephone. I dialed 666.
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gd: Hello?
me: Oops. I wanted Jesus.
gd: You need to dial 123.
me: Thanks. (I dialed 123 on the Brown Telephone. Jesus answered)
js: Hello?
me: I am an investigator.
js: (static)
me: I am curious concerning your current state: when will you be again available?
js: Available for what?
me: Universal Redemption.
js: Huh?
me: Earth tilts in the balance. You are The Savior.
js: You are a (static) nutcake. Buzz off.
me: I take it that you are very bored with your current situation and that you are in no mood to communicate.
js: Right. But I like you. Whence this conversation?
me: They say that you are the savior of the universe.
js: Huh?
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God's reaction was that He needed some time to cogitate on this revelation and I agreed to call Him back later. I did so after ten minutes:
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gd: You again?
me: Figured it out yet?
gd: What do you mean by 'LHC?'
me: Large Hadron Collider.
gd: What's a 'hadron?'
me: Lucifer tells me that the description of a hadron can be found on page 999072441 of his publication, Universe Basics.
gd: Huh?
me: He says that the book was destroyed in the Big Bang, but that he memorized it. He suggested to me quite recently that if You were really interested knowing Physics Fundamentals You would do well to contact him directly via the Brown Telephone.
gd: Out of the question! (hangs up).
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Which brings us to the subject for tonight. As you know, Jesus is still on His way to Proxima Centuari at the speed of light and is due to arrive in about three and a half years. So far so good, but there are complications in the form of The LHC. Alarmists think that when the LHC begins operation the Earth will be in danger of being destroyed. So far so good, but apparently Heaven is not quite ready for such an event because Jesus is still en route. Here is the problem: the LHC will be fully operational before Jesus arrives at Proxima Centauri. Therefore, there is a strong possibility that the world will end while Jesus is still en route. Is that a real problem? I decided to investigate. I picked up the brown telephone and dialed 666. The Jewish god WHTZSNM answered immediately.
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gd: Hello?
me: Been a while...
gd: Not long enough...
me: I have news from The Earth.
gd: The Earth?
me: Earth's scientists have developed a powerful machine capable of revealing the fundamental secrets of The Universe.
gd: So?
me: The problem is that Earth might be devoured by a black Hole created by that very same machine.
gd: You're boring me. Earth has always been toast.
me: But here is the problem: Earth might end before Jesus arrives at Proxima Centauri. And since Jesus is supposed to rearrive on Earth in the nick of The End Times, He might be late, with the result that billions of Earthlings will poof out of existence before Jesus can rescue them ala Revelations.
gd: Hmmm...
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I call your attention to the previous post with regard to how it is formatted: there is too much space between paragraphs. This is a Judeo-faggot problem: Gerash knows my passwords and is able to enter Blogger with me. He is therefore able to 'adjust' my writing in an irritating way. The obsessed Jewish faggot Gerash is apparently able to format extra spaces once I have introduced carriage returns, spoiling the effect I intended. For that reason much of my previous posting has been 'en block.' The obsessed Jewish faggot Gerash no doubt derives considerable pleasure every friday night by being such an 'intimate pardner' with me in these writings. I could change my passwords, of course, but that would be like changing keys to our apartment: the Jewish faggot Gerash would simply purchase those keys from unscrupulous fellow faggots. So I will resume my previous formatting, butt I needed to expose this Jewish faggot in the meantime.

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I am well into beer #4 as I begin tonight slightly buzzed and sleep-deprived.

It's been a fascinating week, politic-wise, as Obama's 'preachergate' plays out. Obama seems to have recovered most of his political popularity while the Clintons are grasping at straws. Bill is particularly irritating, reminding us of the darker days of his administration. Meanwhile, McCain continues to struggle -unmolested politically - with his words and ideas. Enter possible back-ups in the form of vice-presidential candidates: Mitt Romney for McCain, and Michael Bloomberg for Obama. Is an Obama-Bloomberg ticket likely after preachergate? If so, that answers the question I posed months ago ('What do The Jews have on Obama?')... gotta watch the evening news... back later...


Do insiders suspect that McCain will eventually disintegrate brainwise? Romney to the rescue. And how much difference is there between a Mormon and a Jew? Has the Jewish Establishment got all bases covered in this election? All the world wants to know (working on beer #6 at 1810).


This is one delicious cultural situation! There is even talk of bring back Gore! I don't think that the Jewish senator from Israel, Lieberman, has any chance in this election, and I would be very surprised if Obama chooses the Jew Bloomberg as a running mate.


Been doing a lot of C-III this week, and not so much Comcast Chess. Judeo-faggot forces are able to crash my browser at will and often do so during comcast chess sessions. I am also behind the curve, linkwise.


JF Forces continue their gas and radiation attacks (hence my sleep-deprivation), but last week's trends in that regard continue: less radiation but more gas. I have been able to minimize the gas attacks somewhat by pulling out the stops on the bedroom intake fans and running the exhaust fans in the living room at medium power. In the summertime I run all fans at full power, but wintertime is problematical because of low temperatures here in Denver. As a last resort I escape gassing attacks by diving under the covers. The air is good for about ten minutes before I must 'surface' for fresh air, but by that time the attack is usually over. I then sample the air, and if it is good I expell the old air from under the covers and 'inhale' a new batch, which gives me at least another ten minutes. It is not a good idea, of course, to fall asleep under the massive amount of covers needed to keep me warm during winter nights with the stops pulled out...

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We are all interested in 'brain science' of course, so I thought I'd mention anecdotally that I have noticed - over the last few months - that my brain always responds to familiar visual scenes which have been modified in some way. Specifically: I keep the whiskey in a certain small cabinet above the stove. The cabinet is almost always closed. But on the occasions when I remove the booze bottle from the cabinet I leave the door open. The door remains open throughtout the evening until I have made the determination that booze will no longer be needed. I then replace the booze bottle and close the door.
But in the meantime - hours long - I am always irritated (alerted) by that open door whenever I leave the kitchen. My visual brain signals me that something is amiss even though the image of that cabinet door never enters my primary field of view but remains instead in the peripheral field. Can this be a 'rods and cones' thingee? I suppose so... Interestingly, a small part of my brain alerts another (larger) part of my brain to a 'known' situation, and my 'whole brain' responds emotionally to something it already knew. How weird is that?
Time to wrap this up. Nighty-night!

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(2357L and I have just finished kicking much ass on Comcast chess. Very few players at this late hour, so I have returned to the blog drinking beer #8. I am looking forward to supper, of course, having fasted for more than 24 hours. Kootch tells me it is quite good! She should know because she not only ate it, she cooked it. Here is the recipe for Kootch's Curry:
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boneless pork ribs
sliced potatoes
sliced carrots
sliced onions
'curry roo' (a Japanese curry seasoning in solid block form containing a complex Eastern recipe - available at most oriental stores)
dried shitake mushrooms, soaked in water for at least 30 minutes
S&B Oriental Curry Powder (just in case?!)
salt and pepper

Cut the (boneless) ribs into 1/4" sections; sautee briefly in Canola Oil. Remove from heat. Add veggies. Sautee under high heat, then add water and mushrooms. Cook with Curry Roux. Add pork and seasonings, taking care not to overcook the veggies. Serve over hot rice. 'Boy, they good!'
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I should mention that this recipe is subject to a soberer review next friday night.

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(Beer #6 at 2052. I seem to be falling behind the metabolic curve.)
(Spent that beer watching The McLaughlin Group. Spectacular!)
(Double shot of Canadian Whiskey at 2137, sipping it in a glass of ice and diet pepsi, expecting to forge ahead of the metabolic curve somewhat. Suspicions confirmed at 2140.)
Which brings us to the value of inebriation: pleasure surfaces all 'round; imagination runs rampant; fear recedes into the background; caution blows away with the wind! We are, in short, 'one with the truth,' helpless politicwise. (Downed the last sip of booze at 2153. Buzzing satisfactorily.)
Which brings us to a recent conversation with Kootch: We were watching Millionaire and I was doing a bit of Canadian whiskey prior to reading what I had wrote on my blog (this blog) the previous friday night. (I rarely gather the courage to read, sober, what I wrote, drunk, since my memory of those events is always dim at best. I find it much more agreeable to read my drunken writings... drunk (more or less).
It was therefore a festive occasion and I proposed to Kootch that our marriage was our greatest blunder (since that was what I was thinking at the time). She understood immediately what I meant and suggested that the last 25 years was the most onerous segment in that regard. I immediately pointed out to her that we had been married for more than 50 years and that I could be forgiven for suggesting the same regarding the first 25. Kootch acknowleged my point of view and we declared a draw.
We both understood, of course, that this conversation was semantical in nature and served no useful practical purpose: what was done was done: regrets were irrelevant. We laughed.

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Bringing us to the Linkdump section for tonight at 1936L:

If women ruled the world. I love those bullets!
Insane motorcycle drivers. Jaw-dropping.
Stellar explosion shatters record. Sublime to...
'Cause the bible tells me so... ridiculous. I saw this excellent piece on Nightline. Those two pathetic ignoramuses are in the business of doing harm to children and as such are only one cut above mohels.
Expelled! You will have to scroll down quite a bit to escape the 'header' section, but it's worth the effort.
Today is 'Good Friday...' I guess... (Beer #5 at 2008L.) Jesus died 2000 or so years ago in order to asuage the murderous inclinations of his 'heavenly father' once and for all. Or so they say. In the heavenly father's defense, they also say that Jesus was resurrected three days later. 'Well, maybe,' to use one of Carl Sagan's more telling terms.
Pastor Wright deplores the fact that America is 'ruled' by 'rich white people,' but consider the alternative.
Bringing me to the end of my links. Time for music: Mozart Piano Concerto #9:
first movement.
second movement.
third movement.
This may not be exactly appropriate for Good Friday but the setting at least is: a cathedral. I love the third movement.

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(Beer #4 at 1721. Time for the news... I'm back at 1806 with beer #5. I seem to have reached the equilibrium stage: metabolization rate equals intake rate.)
Before leaving the subject of 'race' tonight I need to describe a recent personal event: Yesterday I visited the Kaiser Permanente drug store (I rarely use the telephone) to order a refill of Warfarin. I then made my way to the King Soopers across the street to do some grocery shopping. Soon after entering the store I came across a familiar scene: a very black dude with a very white good-looking girl. They acted like boyfriend and girlfriend. I ignored them and they seemed to ignore me, but I knew we would meet again soon. Sure enough. Done with my shopping I prodeeded to self-checkout. Halfway through the procedure I heard the black male ask the attendant a question. They were at a checkout station to my left; however the attendant was not at her post (she returned later). The distraction served to confirm my suspicion that those two were paid actors hired by the racist Jew Gerash to harrass me. These kinds of incidents have happened from time to time at various King Soopers since Obama began his run for the presidency. I did not previously mention them here because I have learned over the years that Gerash seems to enjoy the 'publicity' associated with my writings (whether they be private or public:) writing about Gerash's stunts only serves to reinforce the particular behavior. I mention this incident as an experiment: will Gerash continue with this behavior where it can be observed and confirmed by KS cameras? Or will he cease and desist? I shall see...
In other personal news, investigations with the ZC-185 'on a stick' yielded the usual confusing amount of information, but I again confirmed TCR - related physical symptoms. Trying to correlate physical sensations with the ZC-185 is difficult for these reasons: 1) Readings vary considerably with device orientation. That is to say, readings vary according to the device's pitch, roll, and yaw (to use the aviation terms), and readings can vary significantly after changing only one of those parameters only ten degrees. Furthermore, in all three cases, only about 90 degrees of change can be observed because of visual limitations. Even furthermore, there are 360 degrees each way, such that to map a single cubic foot of space precisely would require 360x360x360 measurments. Multiply that by the total number of cubic feet in the apartment and you have an impossible task. True, the project would be considerably simplified by taking measurements only every ten degrees on each axis, but the project still remains immense (36x36x36 measurements per cubic foot). Nevertheless, I have noticed a significant drop in radiation recently, accompanied by a significant increase in gas.

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Before leaving the subject of 'black rage' I need to correct Obama's Black History, which - according to Obama - began in 1787. Wrong. Black History began a million years ago. Humanity originated in Africa and eventually spread all over the world. But unfortunately for Africans, other strains of Humanity in other places far out-paced Black Africans culturally (including technologically). The eventual result was that Black Africans were so far behind technologically that they were left out during the times of the New World discoveries beginning around 1492: they were still swinging from the tree-tops - so to speak - while Europeans sailed around the world aided by their far superior technology, eventually colonizing North and South America. Black Africans, meanwhile, were left swinging.

Europeans (Americans) to the rescue! Aided by superior technology and Greco-Judeo-Christian philosophy, those kind folks rescued many Black Africans from the tree tops, brought them to the Americas, gave them jobs, taught them esoteric languages and religions and philosophies, and generally improved their lives considerably - including generous infusions of European genes. The result was that they not only evolved socially but physically: they became whiter!What a magnificant gift to such an inferior people!

Obama's speech ignores that essential cultural history completely as does 'Black Memory.' And there, precisely, is the 'Black Mistake.' It is that Black Mistake which leads to Black Rage which leads to... we shall see. Modern Blacks need to remember that they are still in the process of 'assimilation.' They have not arrived quite yet. They are a work in progress.

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TGIF! Begin first beer @ 1430.
It's been a big news week: Fifth anniversary of the disaster in Iraq, and the Pastor Disaster. Media made a big deal out of the latter all week and Obama's poll popularity went way down among whites. Obama rose to the challenge and gave what is widely regarded as a brilliant rebuttal speech. I concur. But there is more to the story: Obama's wife is only recently 'proud of my country;' Obama himself has failed to 'put his hand over his heart' during the National Anthem. Very unfirst ladylike. Very unpresidential. It seems the Obamas are suffering somewhat from 'black rage,' the origin of which must be partially centered in their 'spiritual advisor' Jeremiah Wright. What a revelation. White Americans must now be asking themselves whether this syndrome is endemic among African Americans in general, and whether, if so, an African American so afflicted can be trusted to lead this country in the white direction. Good question. (time for beer #2 @ 1503...) Is 'half-white' white enough?
As I listened to the exerpts above and followed the links and clues to pastor Wright's ideas I found that I tended to agree with most of them! Wright was right much of the time! I did not like his style, of course - ranting religious nutcakes hold no appeal at all for me - but there were times when he spoke the forbidden truth. I liked that. I eventually discovered this link which seemed to reveal Wright's other concerns about America. (Kootch is ready to eat. We will now watch Millionaire while she eats and I drink beer... back at 1557 with another beer.) Based on this information I can understand why Obama did not fire Wright.
Meanwhile, McCain seems to be suffering from Alzheimers, repeatedly mistaking Al Queda (a Sunni phenomenon) for Sheeite insurgents trained in Iran, while pandering to Jewish money over there in the 'Holy Land.' He was eventually corrected on camera by the senator from Israel, Lieberman, in what must have been an excrutiating admission.

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What question would you like answered? Good question. The question itself suggests a one-time scenerio: you get the answer to one question and one question only. Therefore, 'What is the most important answer?' Formulate your question accordingly. What answer is the most important answer? Knowing the most important answer, you can then ask that most important question. What question is that? Here is the question: 'How do I ensure that my questions will always be answered and answered truthfully?'
There is a problem, of course, in that scenerio: Do you really want to know?
Nighty-night!

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In my opinion, one of the best expressions of The Evil Mind is this amazing video. I found it astonishing. I have never thought like that, and yet I can understand the speaker on some level. The video is remarkable in that it illustrates EVIL both visually and audibly. Here is pure, unadulterated hatred against... The Other. Here is isolation. Here is rejection. Here is a huge number of human beings who have been rejected culturally. Culturally! No other rejection is so painful as cultural rejection. And yet, no other rejection carries less true weight! Natural rejection results in starvation (for example) and is often fatal; but cultural rejection is insidious, leaving the victim still alive. The victim must endure life in the face of cultural rejection. Most victims attain to that desired state after fashioning a personal psychology friendly to their particular situation. Homosexuals are a good example.
But there are those who are born genetically evil. Evil arises in those folks as a matter of maturation. They are programmed by their genes to be evil from the get-go. Those folks seem to be rare, but they exist.
Interestingly, they do not 'endure life' at all, but they enjoy life. They enjoy the evil of their lives, taking pleasure in the pain they inflict on other people. Most of them eventually end up in prison; however, a small portion of them end up in the Criminal Justice System as successful lawyers or cops. A few of them end up as politicians. Thankfully, those folks are in the extreme minority.
In my opinion, the two most prominent examples of genetically evil people in today's world are Bush and Cheney.

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Fun Cucumber Commercial. Where has that cucumber been?

The Mystery of Picasso. Stage by stage views of an amazing painting.

The Humbling Universe. Carl Sagan. Beautiful. Enable sound.

Wikipedia article traffic statistics: My personal favorite so far: vulva. (Caution: you don't want your uncircumcised 12 year old son to see this just yet. Or maybe you do? What about your circumcised 13 year old son...)
Welcome to hulu. 'They' say that before the end of this year you will be able to access this kind of stuff on your TV via your TiVo. Well, maybe.
Fascinating body facts. Love your liver.
Beethoven piano concerto #5, second movement. I was looking for the ultra-Acid-friendly 5th movement, but it does not exist on The Tube, yet. Buy the CD, but beware of the 4th movement while tripping on Acid. This second movement might be even more 'Acid frendly' than the fifth movement. Beautiful stuff.

Finally, Letter to God. Tragic. First of all, the letter was never posted, probably because the sender did not know the address. He only needed an address, and maybe a stamp. The result was that God never received the letter. For want of a nail... I find it interesting that preachers regale us with sermons concerning 'God's wishes for us,' but provide us with no means to check up on those sermons. We are told to pray, but no address for our prayers is ever provided to us by those preachers. We pray into the cosmos, and our prayers have the same effect as if we had exhaled into the vacuum of outer space.

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The big political news this week was the Spitzer debacle. Tons and tons of schadenfreude! I had admired Spitzer (what a name!) in the early 2000's for his energetic prosecution of Wall Street criminals, but had lost track of him until recently, when he surfaced in the news as a Jewish Lawyer (I am not a big fan of Jewish lawyers), Governor, and ex-prosecutor. I giggled. I'm still giggling. Shame on me. I can tell you this, folks: it could have been worse: Spitzer is at least a heterosexual, interested in good-looking young pussy. Gerash (another Jewish lawyer) is, on the other hand, interested in good-looking, uncircumcised, old Irish males. Quite a difference in sexual tastes, there. Furthermore, Spitzer's 'love objects' were willing, provided there was generous financial compensation. Indeed, they were 'in the business!' I, on the other hand, am not at all willing for any price.
Spitzer and Gerash share more than just a Jew-lawyer connection: both think of themselves as being 'above the law.' Gerash continues to think of himself in those terms, whereas events seem to have caused Spitzer to recently revise his opinions in that regard.
And whereas Spitzer was wrong, Gerash is quite right. Gerash is indeed above the law, at least in Arapahoe County, Colorado. So far...
Complicating this fact, however, is my .357 magnum. Gerash is not only above the law...

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Leonardo Da Vinci - Chess Master? Maybe. I'm not, of course, but I like to teach the game to the less fortunate. So in between sessions of Civilization III this week I did a little chess on Chill, which is the Comcast game division. The results are fascinating. After winning against paul Kersey (1700+) my rating exceeded the stalker's comfort zone and I was reduced to my beloved 1200 again. Alright! There followed nine straight wins against players rated 1203, 1438, 1189, 1185, 1200, 1322, 1301, 1200, and 1287. 'They' then brought in a player named, 'hammer64' (1800+) who disassembled me quite artfully while playing black in a Silician Defense (lots of wall-banging above as I wrote about h64). There followed a series of wins against 1280, 1200, 1281, 1200, 1219, and 1200. There followed a loss to 1279; however the system hung up, negating the results. I rebooted and continued, winning against 1200 and 1303. After all that my rating is now 1307 and is beginning to intrude into 'El Fisho's' comfort zone. My impression of 'Chill' is that it is much worse than the system it replaced. By the way, the rating calculator is obviously not ELO. Also, there were two incidents during the series which served to distract me during games: in one case I got the message 'Connection lost' which turned out to be an error - I continued and defeated the opponent - and in the other case the chess screen got zapped down to the bar. I upzapped it and continued. These kinds of distractions can be critical in a tense game.
More interesting is the most recent C-III game which found me in a defensive war against both the Persians and the Babylonians simultaneously. I had no iron, but neither did Jerkses nor the Barfs. I had discovered iron on a nearby island but had to wait 20 turns while I constructed a harbor. Then my (Oops. Just walked into the kitchen for beer #7 and noticed that it was 1800: I missed the news except for whatever is on TiVo. Barf.) Legionaires really kicked butt, taking key enemy cities and expanding the empire considerably.
The warm days recently have allowed me to keep the fans running continuously, considerably reducing noxous gasses. Come on summertime!

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Happy Pi Day! March 14 is Pi day and 0159 was Pi minute. Did you stay up for the celebration? I hit the sack around 2230 and slept reasonably well, arising about 0930. There was intermittent radiation, but last night was free from the usual determined attacks (hours long) designed to keep me awake. The stalker may have been in a (rare) good mood. I am continuing my ZC-185 testing, and I was recently able to confirm the relationship between TCR (Teeth Chattering Radiation) and the fluttering red LED: the LED did not flutter in the (rare) absense of TCR. I was also able to make a connection of sorts between two of my three favorite spots (bed, couch, and computer): when held up to about seven feet above the floor the ZC-185 showed a solid red LED and a pegged needle on the most sensitive scale, and a reading of between 30 and 60 on the mid scale both above my bed and above the couch. Interposing a metalic shield (frying pan cover) reduced the readings dramatically, suggesting that that particular radiation source was above. (I just now checked above the computer and confirmed that radiation above the computer also registers solid red, pegged on the low scale and 40% on mid scale). Walking around the apartment produces a bumpy result, usually near 5% on mid scale but pegging the meter on the most sensitive scale depending on location. The same walk-around holding the meter at about dick level produces much lower readings. Interpreting the readings is problematical because readings can vary significantly depending on meter orientation, and even on how and where your hand contacts the meter. The best readings are probably done with the meter attached to a wooden stick. I'll try that. Report next week.

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Don't get me wrong: I have nothing against crosswinds. As a pilot I love crosswinds. Crosswinds give me the opportunity to improve my piloting skills. Every true pilot loves a good challenging crosswind. Does your personal pilot hate crosswinds? Beware!! Your personal pilot should love crosswinds. (On the other hand, you, as a passenger, should hate crosswinds.)
In my 1400 hours (more or less) of flying airplanes I have experienced only a few hairy crosswinds. I survived. The most memorable occasion was during my 'multi-engine check ride.' We were approaching Columbine runway 12. I was flying the Twin Commanche from the left seat. My FAA examiner was riding along in the right seat. There was a strong crosswind from the southwest. I compensated for the crosswind by 'crabbing into the wind' during final, an accepted procedure. The 'examiner' seemed at ease. As we neared the end of the runway, approaching touchdown, I reverted to the alternate method: left rudder; right aileron. We approached the runway threshold right wing low. I intended to touch down on the right gear. He became very tense. He said something like, 'You're scaring the passengers.'
I don't remember what I did next. Did I continue? Did I revert to a crab approach? Who knows? I do know that you can 'touch down' in the crab position, and that the result will tend to straighten out the airplane. But I passed the test. After that I taught my tail-dragger students to do the wing down approach, and I taught my multi-engine students to do the crab approach.

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This is a most amazing video, some of which you no doubt saw on the evening news. I was especially fascinated by it because I am a pilot and I know exactly what is going on. The pilot of that Lufthansa Flight was widely praised for his 'skill' in this particular case: he avoided a terrible crash at the last few seconds, saving hundreds of lives. The reality may be different. Here is my take:
The pilot decided to make the approach in spite of a crosswind which exceeded the specifications of the manufacturer for that particular airplane. Tower allowed the approach. Bad idea. As the airplane approached the runway the crosswind increased, causing the airplane to fishtail violently into the wind. This resulted in the airplane drifting off to the right of the runway centerline. Here was the point where the pilot should have 'put the balls to the wall,' got the gear up, and declared a 'missed approach.'
Instead, the pilot decided to try and salvage the landing. sHe straightened the airplane out using huge amounts of left rudder. The airplane rotated left, parallel with the runway. This is the way you drive a car, but a swept-wing airplane is different, especially ten feet above the ground in a heavy crosswind...
The result was that the right wing was presented with the optimum lift-producing airflow, while the left wing was presented with much reduced useful airflow (the left wing was 'hidden' behind the fusalage, and furthermore the left wing was not presented with a 90 degree relative wind like the right wing). As a result, the right wing rose while the left wing dropped, eventually contacting the runway. The lucky pilot was able to recover at the last minute, pumping in full power, and producing a huge 'sandstorm' in the process.

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This seems to make me somewhat of an expert on the effects of high doses of EMR. Any questions? It will cost you...
The afformentioned correlation does not help me to otherwise interpret the readings on the ZC-185, unfortunately. It is an amazing instrument, which produces mysterious results. I like it because of its obvious sensitivity but also for the three 'sensitivity settings' (basic, linear, and logrithmic), plus the two mode settings (analog and digital). Most of all I like it for its efficiency: the two little batteries last for a long time. When I first bought it I left it on 24 hours a day, testing it for how often I would need to replace them. It was still going after a week, but was clearly near death. The ELF, on the other hand, is extremely inefficient, dying after about 24 hours.
Bringing us to the ACSD. I have not 'attacked' the ACSD since 2-15-08 (below) because they are, in my case, faced with 'an invisible crime.' There is no objective evidence that a crime is being committed. Furthermore this crime is a one on-one-crime: the public at large is not at risk, which places this crime (if any) in the lowest category. Furthermore the crime - if any - is 'nebulous.' The ACSD would have been justified in ignoring my complaint, but chose instead to honor it with a 'case number.' I thank them for that. I presume that this means that if my death is in any way 'suspicious' they would be legally justified in investigating the circumstances, in spite of an adverse ruling by the coroner (gassed at that point).

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Today finds me somewhat sleep-deprived as usual (thursday night is usually a bad night), but a few beers seem to be negating the SD effect somewhat. Interesting news to report: I have finally been able to correlate 'subjective feelings' with 'objective evidence,' radiationwise: TCR (teeth-chattering radiation) shows up very clearly on the ZC-185. I was reading this essay a couple of weeks ago and noted that the sentence, (A microwave oven heats food from the inside out because microwaves penetrate the surface to rotate water molecules contained in the food. This molecular shuffling generates heat) seemed to be in error. Actually, microwaves heat from the outside in. The incident renewed my interest in the ZC-185, and I started carrying it around with me. Before long I noticed a peculiar reading: in spite of the fact that the needle remained below 10 percent and the green LED remained bright, the red LED fluttered at about the TC frequency. What could that mean? I concluded that the device was detecting radiation spikes: 90 percent of the time (or more) there was no radiation, but ten percent of the time (or less) there was radiation. It seemed to me that what we had was pulse width modulation where the microwave energy was generated in pulses at about the teeth chattering frequency. The fundamental frequency was being detected in its pulsed form. Can PWM account for other symptoms? Probably. PWM radiation at or near the neuron firing rate might be able to cause neurons near the surface to fire, producing the various sensory sensations I experience: (muscle twitching, skin crawling (a form of MT), tingling (also a form of MT), itching, and stinging). I would guess that the unmolulated fundamental frequency should produce heat which would most likely manifest as stinging, especially in corners of the eyes and along the eyelid interface where there is the most moisture. That fits with my experience.
60 Minutes had an interesting piece on this subject last sunday. Based on my experience, I would guess that the 'Ratheon Ray Gun' is the result of much testing on human volunteers who were handsomely paid for their information. I suppose. Better them than me... I think. But on second thought I could use the money!

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Bringing us to the question of whether Obama's 'circumcision state' would hurt him or help him in the upcoming election. Good question! But clearly, Hillary - a woman - is not circumcised (although millions of women are 'circumcised' and Hillary denounced that cultural practice during her visit to Africa many years ago). Circumcisionwise, therefore, Hillary seems to represent the woman's point of view: 'Who cares?'

That is a mistake. Hillary needs to express her concern for male penile sensitivity. She needs to denounce circumcision for what it is: parental/cultural attempts to control male sexual expression through desensitization. That policy would fit well with her previous policy against female sexual mutilation.

Does Obama have a dick in this fight?