Friday, November 25, 2011

 

G'night.

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Popped open beer #10 at 2138.
But after eating supper and doing some research on Circumcision it is time to hit the sack at 2340. G'night. 
 

More Photos.

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Continuing with photos:

Darn.

Ok. So hows about this Microwave Cannon?

This works! I can (and will) testify to that!

Fortunately I cannot testify to this:

Pediatrition. (Whew.)
(It's the money, honey.)
 

Looking West?

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Back from the fridge with beer #9 at 2026. Sip.
I forgot the name of the nun who taught Literature. She was a 'butterfly sister' who wore an extravagant white headress. She was very good looking. I would have fucked her. She must have sensed my attraction to her.
I hated Father Manning, AKA, The Iron Duke (or something like that). He taught 'Apologetics.' I had also served mass for him when I was living in the Catholic orphanage. I 'confessed' to him from time to time. I told the truth (more or less) about my 'mortal sins' (masturbation) during periodic ritual 'confessions.' Bad idea, apparently.
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Hmm. I like this! Photograph? This was probably taken after I left Charleston. Typical 'religious procession' entering the Gymnasium. The entire school was apparently destroyed and taken over by the College of Charleston.
Good fucking riddance.
 

Bishop England High School Circa 1954 (?)

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Sipping on beer #4 at 1714, buzzing slightly.
Rereading 'Styles' (5) below)) from last week, I can remember that the intent of the post was to broadly categorize human behavior into two 'styles' (lifestyles): a) Economic, and b) Personal. But thinking about it just now I realized that would require an entire book. Hmm. Ok, hows about 'Liberalism' versus its nemesis, 'Conservatism?' That'll keep ya busy for a while... Sip. Now what? Kootch has hit the sack and I am working on beer #5 at 1753.
Damn. I'm outa ideas and there are 8 beers left. Time to watch the Evening News on TiVo... Hmm. Maybe I need to buy a van and move out. I would be free of the radiation... on the other hand I wouldn't have Kootch around... Guess I'll stay for the time-being. Sip.
Back from the fridge with beer #6 at 1900. Sip. Ok. Time to improvise: Bishop England High School, Charleston SC, back in the '50s. We were 'taught' by priests and nuns. Mostly crap. I flunked 12th grade due to sheer boredom. A passing grade in 'Apologetics' was mandatory. I flunked. I repeated grade 12. I flunked again! 'Summerschool' saved me. I 'passed' Apologetics. I joined the USAF. I never returned to Charleston. The 'main' building is in the center of the photo; the 'Science' building is on the right, and the gymnasium is on the left. I learned Chemistry in the Science building. I watched Girl's Basketball in the gymnasium. The girls wore green bloomers. Very sexy. Chemistry turned out to be the single most valuable high school class of them all because it provided a foundation upon which I would ultimately 'build my life.' 'Religion,' on the other hand, made absolutely no sense at all. Strangely, an ugly nun who hated me taught Chemistry. We called her, 'Horseface.' Chemistry was so interesting that I was already halfway through the book before the first class began. Her most stunning classroom 'experiment' featured Sodium, a soft metal you could cut with a butter knife. It was also lighter than water. She dropped a small sample in a container of water: it melted immediately and began hissing around on top of the water. A small explosion followed. 'Heat, Hydrogen, and Oxygen,' she explained. She caught me reading 'The Illead' in class at the beginning of the school year and confiscated the book. She returned the book at the end of the school year, probably thinking that I would have to pay a large fine. She was wrong: I had 'borrowed' the book illegally. I simply returned the book. My next most favorite class in High School was Literature:

XIII
Some for the Glories of This World; and some
Sigh for the Prophet's Paradise to come;
Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go,
Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum!

I still prefer cash.
 

Tonight's Link Dump: The High and the Low of it all.

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TGIF. First sip at 1523. One beer left from last week. Rotsa whiskey available. Sip. Buzzing slightly at 1553 as I begin beer #2. Just finished re-reading last week. I was a bit angry, apparently. Microwaves will do that to you. Sip. Speaking of which, last night was another 14 hour experience similar to that of last week, and once again I am well rested and highly irradiated. Grr. But maybe not so irritated. Then again...
Rink dump time:
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High IQ Linked to Drug Use. Figures.
Help this video go 'viral.' This is one of the best ever commentaries on any TV network. Highly recommended Pro-Marijuana-Legalization video.
The Sexual High: Woman's Brain on Orgasm.
From High to Low: Male circumcision leads to a bad sex life.
Rising above it all: Around the world in 90 minutes: APOD video (which only takes 5 minutes). The atmosphere looks awfully thin to me. Yet it weighs 14.7 pounds per square inch at sea level.
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Friday, November 18, 2011

 

Styles.

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Captain Kirk on Piers Morgan?! Did I just miss something? Huh? Alright! I love it! Too bad Morgan didn't do this yesterday. Tonight I'm busy.
Where was I?
Cultural Style? Close but not quite.
Personal style? Mmm... no.
There are two kinds of 'styles:' Economic Style and Emotional Style. These two styles correspond to L Brain functions and R Brain functions. Sip.
'The Collective' loves and admires 'Economic Style.'
Individuals, on the other hand, love and admire Emotional Style.
(to be continued next week maybe... Nighty-night!)
 

Occupy Photosynthesis.

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'Jesus' has apparently returned to Earth. Standby while I watch the Evening News... Interesting. Jesus has returned and his last name is 'Ortega.' This is stunning news, and I'm not quite buzzed enough to comment appropriately on Jesus' unexpected return except to say that there seems to be something of a resemblence.
But I am reluctant to leave our previous subject. We need to challenge current Marijuana law. We need to grow our own Marijuana, 'medical' or not. Screw the Feds! I therefore suggest 'Operation Occupy Photosynthesis' as our collective voice against repressive laws designed to benefit those wealthy folks in both government and Big Pharma who suppress a benevolent natural herb in order to eliminate 'competition' and enrich themselves.
That said, I dialed 666 on the Brown Telephone and extended the antenna. God answered immediately:
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gd: Hello?
me: Has Jesus really returned?
gd: Returned? Where?
me: (Click)
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Yes! Yes! Yes!

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And with that modest introduction, I would like to add my support to the current 'Grow Your Own Pot' movement. Big Pharma wants to prevent the legalization of Marijuana because it well understands the efficacy of both medical pot and casual pot. And 'government' is for sale in this matter. It is ultimately an economic issue (It's the money honey).
It's easy to grow Pot: All you need is seeds, soil, light and water. Anybody can do it: How to Grow Weed Indoors.
Back in the late '70s We had no such instructions. We only had seeds. Lots of seeds. So we bought three plastic buckets and drilled three holes in the bottom of each. We filled the buckets with potting soil. We watered that soil. We then placed paper napkins in a large dish. On top of the napkins we placed nine seeds. We covered the seeds with more paper napkins. We then wet the napkins with tap water. We kept the napkins moist for several days. About day three, the nine seeds 'sprouted!' Oh Joy! We then planted those sprouts (3 each) in the three buckets, about an inch or so deep. We arranged the buckets under a couple of phosphorescent 'gro-lights' (4 long tubes). Then we positioned those lights two inches or so above the soil. We then left the lights on 24 hours a day. The lights were suspended on chains and were therefore easy to adjust as the plants grew. We kept the lights 2-3 inches above the plants, checking and adjusting for growth every day. As the plants grew, we pruned the two smallest plants from each bucket, leaving only one plant per bucket. Watching our plants grow was very exciting! We adjusted the lights daily, even adding reflecting aluminum foil in order to maximize light intensity. Our plants grew and grew! Meanwhile, we smoked our current 'stash' almost every night. The plants eventually reached 5-6 feet in height. We decided to do a test. Would the leaves of those plants get us high? Did we need to wait for those plants to produce 'sticky buds?'
We chopped off a couple of lower branches. We then removed the leaves and chopped them up with a scissors, then let the chopped up leaves dry out. When the product was dry, we packed about a tablespoon or two into our largest bong bowl. We filled the bong with hot water from the sink. I then 'did the honors:' I put a match to the top of the bowl and inhaled from the top of the bong: The bong filled with smoke bubbling up from the bowl output pipe, then filled my lungs with that warm, moist mixture of magic. I 'held it' for a while, then passed the bong to (Kootch, Mark, Kathy, Jenny?) I waited. Would our pot work? Would it get me high? Within about 30-60 seconds I had my answer: Yes!
The three plants eventually yielded about a cubic foot of dried leaves, which we smoked for about a year or two. 
Kootch eventually flushed what was left of our stash one night. No more Pot. Barf. Today I asked her why. 'I was angry.' 'Why?' She didn't remember.
Years later I repeated that process in the large closet next to our bathroom. I smoked that pot for years, enjoying the booze/pot synergy. I smoked it all. Kootch was never tempted to join me.
After Gerash began attacking me with gas in the '90s, I threw away my bong and also the seeds (stored in the freezer).
Giving up Pot was sorta like giving up Diet Pepsi.  
 

Tonight's Link Dump.

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Some of the stuff I've been reading on the Web recently:
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How to Spot a Lie. The article speaks for itself, and I loved the video which is both funny and informative. Highly recommended.
Orange Sun, Scintillating. High quality as usual, from APOD.
How Does the Brain Work? This interesting NOVA ScienceNOW episode shows TMS (Transcranial Magnetic Stimulation) at work in the 3rd (of 4) panel. (If you lose sound, simply adjust the volume indicator.) 'Electromagnetism' covers a broad spectrum, and this particular version emphasises the 'magnetic' over the 'electric.' My current interest is more 'electric' due to the ongoing microwave activity against me, and as I did some recent research I realized how little we know about the biological effects of microwave radiation, and that I am really a 'test dummy' in that regard. Shouldn't I be getting paid for this?! I could use the money... And now for the 'druggie stuff:'
Medical Cannibis, 30 Years Later: A question. Huh? What study?
Deciphering the White House Jihad Against Pot. Huh?
Medical Marijuana Creating Pot Fiends? Apparently not.
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I Repeat: We Don't Need it.

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TGIF. Happy Birthday Ann! Sip.
Working on beer #1 at 1532, after eating 'lunch' consisting of 1/2 avocado. Sip. Not much buzz yet, but I now have whiskey available if necessary. Yas.
Last week's session was done sleep-deprived, and as a result wasn't up to my high standards (sip) of quantity and (sip) quality, so I decided to go to bed at 8 PM last night. All went pretty much as expected, and I finally got out of bed 14 hours later, well rested and radiated. Buzzing nicely now at 1555. Sip. Time ro reread last week. It was a bit 'angry,' as I recall, and will need some revision. Lessee... Yep. Just as I remember. At least it was 'succinct.' I should mention that a quick 'circumcision' search of ABC produced no evidence to back up my fleeting visual impression of infant male genitalia on ABC NEWS last week, so it must have been something else. Slurp. Off to the fridge for beer #3... (Wow. I walked through an intense beam of microwave radiation on the way. Instant swelling in the L nasal mucosa, profuse mucus production, Tearing, and about 8 sneezes. This has happened quite a few times in the last month or two.)
Kootch stayed up last night to watch the Bronco game, and is ready to hit the sack.
As I reread  post #3 below, it occurred to me to change 'Judaism' to 'circumcision.' But a bit of reflection suggested that in rare cases, circumcision seems medically indicated, whereas the 'mythology' of Judaism is certainly contraindicated in a modern democratic political system, including the 'tribal' aspect of Judaism. I repeat: We don't need it.

Friday, November 11, 2011

 

Pussy Shot.

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Time to wrap this up. I will, therefore, leave you with a most amazing Pussy Shot:
Good night and good luck.
 

I Gave Birth to the Universe.

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Rachel Maddow on Newt Gingrich. Awesome! Amazingly, presidential elections have now become opportunities for various dumbasses to make millions as they pretend to run for America's highest office! It didn't used to be that way, and the result is that American elections have acquired a new aspect which is proving to be attractive to viewers who might not have otherwise paid attention. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? Interesting!
Whoa! First sip of beer #11 at 2013. Sip. No whiskey. Barf. Hmm...
Ha! I just decided to call Mother Nature on the Brown Telephone. She is a huge information resource. She knows everything! You wanna know something about our universe? Ask Momma! I dialed 111 on the Brown Telephone and Extended the Antenna. Nothing, not even a 'dial tone.' Barf.
Then I remembered: the BT only works if you dial 666 first! Of course!
I dialed 666 on the Brown Telephone and Extended the Antenna. God answered immediately.
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gd: Hello?
me: Mother Nature, please.
gd: (hangs up)
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I then dialed 111. Mother Nature answered immediately.
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mn: Hello?
me: I am an ardent admirer.
mn: Yes. I know.
me: I'm buzzing my brains out.
mn: I know.
me: I have a silly question.
mn: (Giggling) I'm used to that. Shoot.
me: Why do they call you 'Mother Nature'?
mn: I gave birth to The Universe.
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Poof! The Jewish Problem.

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Beer #6 at 1713. Sip. Carl Sagan Day happened this week. His most memorable production was, of course, Cosmos. I love HULU! Sagan also did Marijuana and LSD, I think. (Time for The News at 1726. Sip. Damn. Did I just get a fleeting visual of an uncircumcised infant penis ready for 'the cut' on this day of 11-11-11? Huh?! Is ABC the new 'Jewish Channel?') Yuck.
The 'Child Sex Abuse Scandal' is on CNN just now. Eheh. The Media's 'committment' to expose the 'sexual abuse of children' is admirable, of course. I have no quarrel with that.
But what about 'infant sexual abuse?' We see none of that on American national media. Why not? Clearly, infant sexual mutilation is so grotesque a 'procedure' that any 'unbiased' adult would condemn it. Yet it goes on and on, unnoticed by 'National Media.' Unscrupulous 'health practicioners' constantly violate the 'First do no harm' oath (Hippocratic Oath) which must be sworn by medical practitioners. Nobody notices. Why?
Jews. Jews are the problem.
Jews run the medical professions. Jews run the national media. Jews annually make millions of dollars mutilating defenseless Goy infants. Furthermore, Jews understand that circumcision 'cripples' the penis, and that in a modern social system that fact would surface soon enough were it not for universal (or nearly universal) circumcision. Jews would acquire a reputation for 'male inadequacy in bed.' Women would learn to avoid marrying Jews. Jews would disappear, as Jewish women learned to avoid them too. Jewish women would not allow their sons to be sexually mutilated. Judaism would go, 'poof!'
Yay, 'poof!'
We don't need Judaism.
 

In Vino, Veritas.

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Working on beer #4 at 1614. Sip. IQ seems to have returned to nominal. Buzzing nominal too now. Sip. Bad news for Muslims and Jews: Is Your Circumcision Making You Soft? (Is The Pope Catholic?)
Working on beer #5 at 1633. Sip. While I'm thinking about it, I should mention that very interesting effect of Cannabis intoxication, 'time distortion.' Berkeley would be fascinated, and one wonders how he might explain God's 'affinity' for the drug: Time slows down when you're 'high.' The effect (Kootch just advised me that supper was ready (Saba). I said, 'I love you.') is obvious, but was most entertaining (to me) on those nights when we played five minute chess at the DCC while we drank beer and smoked Marijuana. A five-minute game seemed to take forever! What fun! Gerash never participated in that booze/ganja phase, prefering to leave 'prematurely.' I got the impression that his 'personality' was so 'fragile' that it could not withstand even a single instance of 'public intoxication.'
The problem, apparently, is expressed in the saying, 'In vino, veritas.' 'Truth,' to Gerash, is like 'Sunlight' to a vampire.
 

A Rose is a Rose.

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First sip at 1430. I'm feeling 'brain dead' due to lack of sleep. Sip. Heavy IMW activity last night. Sip. (IMW= Improvised Microwave Weapon.) Booze has sometimes improved that cognitive situation significantly. Will it work again? We shall see. Time for a reread of last week... Funny. And rotsa Photos! I rike it. Did I 'invent' 'Obummer?' Probably not. And don't worry, I like the President, mild criticism notwithstanding. Somebody on CNN recently said something like, 'When I look at The Economy I think that Obama can't possibly be re-elected; but when I look at the prospective Republican nominees I think that Obama can't possibly be defeated.' I agree. Working on beer #2 at 1508. Sip. My money's on Romney as the eventual Republican nominee.
Well, well: Cannabis is synergetic with Opiates too! I'm not surprised. And now we move to the subject of 'time.' Is 'time' only an 'illusion?' I must admit that I didn't like that particular NOVA program as much as the previous one on 'space.' Actually, 'time' is about as 'illusory' as 'space,' which is to say, 'not at all.' Space and time (space-time) are as 'real' as 'Hot' and 'cold.' The title of the program (The Illusion of Time) is therefore problematic, even misleading. George Berkeley might disagree, of course, but since I don't share his theology I must accept the 'reality' of my world. True, a beautiful red rose is ultimately the result of billions of 'electrochemical events' (CNS processes), but we all necessarily chose the same 'level of reality,' the final product thereof. A rose is a rose... is a rose... 

Friday, November 04, 2011

 

Do YOU Trust God?

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Finally tonight, I offer this music: Beethoven Symphony #5, 4th Movement. But wait! There's more! Immortal Beloved. Was that a movie?
Just opened beer #11 at 2122. Sip. This is obviously a time to improvise... Sip.
Just popped open beer #12 at 2222. Sip. Yum! One beer left in case of emergency. No whiskey. Barf. Now what?!
See Which Congressmen Voted Against 'In God We Trust,' a recent congressional resolution. Interesting! Most everybody 'Trusts God:' Jews (who invented god), Christians (who refined that Jewish concept), and Muslims (who refined the Judeo-Christian concept) all 'trust God,' a non-existent entity! Indeed, Muslims believe that nothing ever happens unless it is 'The Will of God!' Bizzare!
Do you trust god?
I don't.
Nighty-night!
 

Tonight's Pussy.

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How about some pussy?


Check out FAT LADY!

Working on beer #10 at 2025. Slurp. The Fat Lady story (above) relates the final adventure of a 'speelunker' (cave explorer) who forgot to remove his helmet and couldn't therefore 'retract' his head for the next breath. He suffocated. But he loved it. 
 

Microwave Weapon: 'Leaning Forward.' 'Bad to the Bone.'

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Microwave Weapon.
I think I'm getting the hang of this 'picture' stuff! These photos must depict similar 'artillery' to that currently being used against me.
Notice the 'horn-like' output of the microwave oven, which directs a beam of microwave energy toward the victim.
And here is another version of the same weapon:
I think that Gerash (and/or his 'employees' have been aiming such weapons at me for more than 15 years. Long time. At first, they had only one such weapon. They aimed it at me from my right side whenever I was sitting on the couch watching TV. My right eye, detecting unusual 'warming' defended itself by 'tearing up.' It would literally drip tears sometimes whenever I watched TV in the LR. The moisture was supposed to evaporate, thus 'cooling' the hot R-eye. I never quite 'got it' that the R-eye only 'watered' when I was sitting on the couch, watching TV. My R-eye developed a 'cataract' ('cooked lens'). The cataract was detected in an eye exam about two years ago. Since then both eyes have developed cataracts which have progressed to the point that I must 'lean forward' by half the previous distance in order to see clearly.
Nowadays they have several such weapons. Those weapons can be 'adjusted' in terms of 'aim,' and 'intensity,' and possibly, 'frequency.' 'Intensity' is usually adjusted by varying 'pulse width' or 'aim.' Shorter 'pulse width' equals less effective power (intensity). I suspect that there is also a weapon which uses a fundamentally different 'frequency' which is able to penetrate several inches of fat and flesh - 'bad to the bone.'  
 

Messages to a Jewish God.

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Just popped open beer #8 at 1858. Sip. Hmm! Looking through my photos just now I got the idea of doing a series of interesting photos! Yes! Now, if I can only remember how to do it... sip... Venn Diagram (above). Sip.
Sorry, Jesus.
Now what? Aha! Excellent advice!
Message to the Jewish god, WHTZSNM. Love it!
 

Circumcision is Unnecessary.

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Working on beer #7 at 1802 (fart). Beer #6 disappeared quickly during the evening news when I realized that I had two (count 'em) beers open simultaneously. Sip, sip. Now what? Sip. Aha! Cutaneo cutaneous!
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I love that photo!
We 'routinely circumcise' our defenseless newborns for various stupid 'reasons.' The circumcisors, on the other hand, 'do it for the money.' Not so stupid! We think that our newborn children won't 'remember.' Wrong. They will remember. In fact, they will never forget.
Our pets, we don't circumcise:
CATS REMEMBER!


DOGS REMEMBER!
We tell ourselves, 'It's ok. He won't remember... Wrong, folks!
 

WHNTHFCKRYGNNCLLMGN?

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I noticed that one of the 'contributors' to that NOVA episode was a fella named, David H Koch. Sounds familiar...
Hmm. 'H.' Aha! It's been a while since I talked to Jesus. So I figured I'd better contact the Jewish god WHTZSNM first. I dialed 666 on the Brown Telephone and 'extended the antenna.' God answered immediately:
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gd: Hello?
me: Quick question: How is 'space' a 'fabric?'
gd: (hangs up)
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I then dialed Lucifer's number:
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lu: Hello?
me: Been a while. How's it going?
lu: The usual stuff, except nowadays everybody wants to appear on TWAS. We can't handle everybody.
me: Weird things happening here too. How's Jesus?
lu: Doing quite well. He recently opened a Psychiatric Practice and is literally flooded with applicants. 'Overwhelmed' might be a better word.
me: Really! I'm curious: How does He advertise?
lu: A single discrete sign on the front lawn reading, 'Jesus H Christ, Psychiatrist.'
me: Fascinating. Any recent calls from the Holy Ghost?
lu: Yes! In fact I have a message for you from HG. It's unreadable as usual but I copied it down: 'WHNTHFCKRYGNNCLLMGN?' Make any sense?
me: Yes. Thank you. Give my regards to Jesus.
lu: Will do. (hangs up)
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Exoesoterica... Endoesoterica

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Are those actual words?!
Drugs and the Meaning of Life is an interesting essay by Sam Harris, author of, The End of Faith. I read it. I liked it.
Moving now from 'Esoterica Internalis' to the opposite, 'Esoterica Externalis,' I begin with Cosmic Log: How Strange Can Space-Time get? Answer: Very Strange! I watched the first NOVA episode (on TiVo) recently and was very impressed with Fabric of the Cosmos: What is Space? Answer: Stranger than you think! I am now looking forward to the next episode, The Illusion of Time. Hmmm! 'Time' is an illusion?! Brian Greene does very good work indeed! All we need now is a similar version of Brian Greene who will work with NOVA on the 'Esoterica Internalis' story as revealed by LSD and its brothers, sisters, and analogs. Anybody 'out there?' How's about YOU, Sam? (Secret instructions to NOVA: Contact Sam Harris about possible NOVA exposition of LSD and similar Entheogens. Shhhh. This must be very hush-hush. BTW, I am available for 'consultation' but would never agree to appear on camera.)
Sip. Now working (if you can call it that) on beer #4. It sprang a leak just after I opened it and I poured what was left into a glass. Sip.
 

Theorytime: Is it Good for the Jews?

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I'm baaack... sipping on beer #1 of 13. I had two left from last week but drank one of them on Halloween night while waiting for T-or-T-ers. Sip.
Theorytime: In view of the obvious benefits of LSD and Marijuana, what factors might explain their continued vilification? My theory: Jews. Eheh.
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(1) Many if not most American lawyers are Jews. Evil Marijuana and LSD are 'good for the lawyer business.' therefore, 'good for the Jews.'
(2) Many cops are Jews. Ditto. Many Jews also inhabit the other parts of the 'Criminal Industry' (my term). Ditto.
(3) Therefore, 'prohibition' of popular and relatively innocuous drugs is 'good for the Jews.' Hence those drugs remain on the government 'no-no list.' And Jews own the government! Sweet.
Thinking about this subject recently I remembered an episode of Star Trek which featured Captain Kirk against a band of 'hippies' the leader of whom had deformed ears resembling the tips of very large human foreskins. Hmm. Both Kirk and Spock are Jews in real life, and Spock 'wore' what looked like a 'light yarmulke' on his shiny black head all the time. Hmm. Was this a subtle signal to American Jewry: Illegal LSD and Marijuana is 'good for the Jews?' I think so. Prove me wrong if you can.
I can even relate to the 'entheogenic aspect' of those drugs. Many Jews tried them, and as a result, some Jews abandoned Judaism altogether, becoming 'seekers' of various sorts. Many ended up in Puna, India, as 'Sanyassins' of Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh.
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Indeed, my understanding of American Jews does not rule out the theory that many - if not most - American Jews ask themselves that question when in the ballot box. 'Is it good for my state?' and, 'Is it good for my country?' are both questions which come into consideration only after consideration of that first question. 
 

From The Big Lie to The Big Truth.

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Working on Diet Pepsi #5 at 1155. Sip. I'm somewhat sleep-deprived due to the nightly microwave torture, but not enough to warrant a nap. Lets start at the very bottom:
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Obummer's Drug Tzar Tzucks. LEAP: White House Dismisses Popular Marijuana Petitions. Lies, lies...
Five Favorite Law Enforcement Lies About Marijuana. Interesting.
Alcohol is More Than Twice as Harmful as Marijuana. But alcohol prohibition proved to be disasterous (hint, hint). This might also be a good argument for the 'synergetic method' of intoxication which uses both drugs in moderation. BTW, Marijuana also works synergetically with LSD when smoked during the 'coming down' (re-assembly) phase of an Acid Trip: it considerably reduces that 'overcaffinated feeling' and 'strangens things up' again. We always used it that way during tripping. We never tried mixing booze and Acid. I don't think that would work very well.
Montell Williams on Medical Marijuana. I saw him on Dr. Oz recently, but the subject never came up (eheh).
Apparently there is even a Sex-Pot 'synergy.' Hmm. I don't remember...
Prescription Pain Killers cause most OD deaths. Worse than Heroin or Cocaine! But the 'important thing' is that they are legal. Right? Oh, and don't forget the money (it's the money, honey).
Halfway through Diet Pepsi #6. Sip.
This chart allows you to compare various drugs in terms of their 'lethality' and 'dependence potential.' Notice that LSD is lowest in both categories. I would add also that LSD is highest in Entheogen-ic effects, a winning combination!
Dr. Lester Grinspoon on Marijuana and his son Danny's chemotherapy. Beautiful interview.
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Outa Diet Pepsi but not yet ready for beer, so I'll publish now and return later. Stay tuned!

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