what's for dinner?

I marinated the turkey the night before in onion soup and dry vermouth and made the stuffing with hot Italian sausage, applesauce, caramelized onions, celery, toasted bread, some black olives, spices, my three peppers and file powder.

The rest of the fare consisted of orange glazed yams, string bean casserole, raisin bread, rye bread, a gallon of rum, assorted wines, a bucket of gravy, and a cubic yard of mashed spuds. Julie and Nicole brought ham and pie and assorted other goodies.

When all was said and done, the stuffing was the only thing completely gone, which tells me I might have done something right.

I love Thanksgiving. It's the one day of the year were everyone gets to feed everyone else. Friends and family gather for the sole purpose of doing kitchen prep, laughing and tasting everything before it's done and putting in their 2 cents about how it might need a little more salt or whether or not the yams should have marshmallow, all with unlimited stemware filled with wines or exotic martinis.

What's more basic of mans humanity to man that that?

Rumor has it the first Thanksgiving precipitated the invention of the recliner, followed by slaughtering the Native Americans who brought the wild game.

Some traditions are meant to be changed.

Generation Rx - the Film

The FDA isn't one of my favorite institutions. In fact, I'd go so far as to say everyone involved with FDA policy should be taken out and shot and the lower echelons should be used in medical experiments. These are people who killed Wilhelm Reich and burned his books, made tryptophan illegal, closed down health food stores, gave Big Pharma the green light to do whatever they want, approved thalidomide for pregnant women, and want to make ALL vitamins illegal. I have nothing but contempt for this group of nazi bastards, but you get my drift.

Generation RX covers how the FDA allowed cradle to grave drug use for a whole generation, just so Big Pharma could get a little richer.

Suzanna Gratia-Hupp: What the Second Amendment is REALLY For

ask your doctor

Are you suffering from unstoppable, involuntary emotions and behaviors in conjunction with the unexpected and unplanned stimulation of sexual organs when pondering a perception of self? If so, you may have Persistant Erectile Personality Disorder, or PEPD.

Or perhaps you may have Reactive Defiant Motivation Dysfunction, or RDMD, which primarily involves explosive, emotional behavior and responses compromised by the presence of extreme anger towards authority figures while losing the will to do anything meaningful.

Most likely you're afflicted with Oppositional Maladaptive Motivation Syndrome With Incontinence or OMMSWI (my favorite) which is characterized by stubborn resistance to conform to social norms exacerbated by the aberrant inability to adjust to normal responses or behaviors while losing the will to do anything meaningful, combined with an inability to control one's own bladder.

You may be interested to know, I found a disease mongering engine that could very well prove to be a rosetta stone of Political Correctness On Steroids, or PCOS, that we've all been suffering from since the pre-Raygun days.

PCOS is the condition applied to language, ideas, policies, or behavior seen as seeking to minimize offense to gender, racial, cultural, disabled, aged or other identity groups. Conversely, the term "politically incorrect" is used to refer to language or ideas that may cause offense or that are unconstrained by orthodoxy. It used to be a joke to call a housewife a Domestic Engineer, or a garbage man a Reclamation Technician. Now, it's standard-speak in our double-think culture to call, what was once called, an excitable boy one who suffers from Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder or ADHD. There's a drug for that, ya know. Only it's not to cure the kid but to wang him out so parents and teachers don't go crazy. Perhaps they should have a drug for parents and teachers exposed to ADHD children. Too bad tranquilizers, scotch and cigarettes aren't politically correct for teachers and parents but amphetamines and Ritalin are the meds of choice for kids.

We've gotten so politically correct we even managed to legitimize road rage, that behavioral disorder characterized by extreme expressions of uncontrollable anger on our nations highways. It's now called Intermittent Explosive Disorder, or IED, and since it's listed in the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders and was submitted to the American Psychiatric Association for inclusion in their DSM-IV (the standard reference guide of psychiatric disorders), road rage has been blessed by the powers that be as a mental disorder that can be treated with drugs.

Is there nothing drugs can't cure? Maybe you can find out for yourself.

Next time you visit your doctor, tell him you have Oppositional Maladaptive Motivation Syndrome With Incontinence or Intermittent Explosive Disorder or any other selection of ridicules maladies and see if he has a pill for you.

orgone shotgun

This orgone shotgun is designed for long range use.
I made a couple of these earlier this year, sans pipe, and I knew I had something completely different.

Originally, I made these for dream experimentation and a de-stressing tool because some of these devices I put under the bed get me pretty wired from all the energy they put out. Sometimes I can get by with three hours sleep a night but after a few weeks you start wondering if going to sleep at 3am and waking up at 6am every morning is such a good thing. So, I included blue kyanite, which is supposed to help me understand what all those orgone enhanced dreams mean, and selenite, which keeps the crystals charged and allows astral projection. I also included a counter-clockwise coil in the mix.

The result, this cone put me to sleep and let me remember where I went. An interesting added benefit is the ability to get up whenever I'm supposed to, without an alarm clock.

I decided there was room for improvement so I got some fresh crystals, a dense resin made from granular brass and aluminum with some chunks and curls of copper and aluminum with 4 medium size quarts crystals in the base, an internal coil, some titanium, and a big ass copper pipe.

Ordinarily, I wouldn't use such fine metal in a passive unit but this thing is only half built. I intend to mount an orgone amp to the base to ramp up the power and a couple hand-holds to aim it properly. Unpowered, you can definitely feel the energy pumping out the top of the pipe and with the addition of a mobile powered amp I should be able to send orgone anywhere within line of sight.

I wonder if I can mount it on my car?




I'll keep ya posted.

stone age succor punch

I've been playing around with this device for a few weeks and I'm convinced it's totally kick ass.

This succor punch is made from powdered aluminum, powdered brass, copper and aluminum curls in clear resin. The reason it looks dark is because of the extreme density of the mixture. The crystal has a mobius coil embedded in the resin, which is connected to a frequency zapper. In this case, I have the frequency at approximately 14Hz, and you can really feel it moving in your hand.

I can get away with larger pieces of metal in passive devices like TBs and HHGs, but if power is involved, ultra-fine metal particles are an absolute must if you want to get the most out of the device. Because about 20% of this unit has some larger metal chips, it's a good stand-alone cleaner, but when you hit that frequency it really takes off, and when you feel the rhythmic pulsations in your hand, you know you have some unexplained power.

I really like the crude appearance this thing took on. It has a primitive, high-tech look, as if someone tried to make a phaser out of a dinosaur bone, and it's totally ergonomic.


I was looking for a mold that would have a gentle bend, but the closest I could find was a piece of 2"id reinforced neoprene hose, which I had to reshape with a pair of large c-clamps. The end result looks like a telephone from the bronze age.

Ok, so what's this thing supposed to do and why are you doing it?

Well, since you asked...

A properly built succor punch with the proper frequency is capable of manifesting reality from intent. The frequency going through the mobius coil sets up a chaos field, which interacts with the crystal to create scalar waves. There's something about 14Hz that makes these crystals respond in a positive way. 14Hz is also high alpha, the brain wave that humans tap into when they sleep or go into deep meditation. It's also the predominant brainwave kids have when they're at that stage in life when they learn everything quickly like languages, social rules, how to get around their parents, etc. The thing about meditation, as any guru can tell you, is planting the seed of intent while you're in an alpha state. The problem is, you must have your mind clear to be in an alpha state. After all, that's what meditation is all about... clearing your mind of all thought. As soon as you generate a thought, WHOOSH! you're no longer in alpha. I suppose it's a fail-safe, because if you could hold an intent while in deep meditation, or alpha, you can alter reality, and sometimes that's not a good idea for the rest of the people who don't share a potential psychopath's dreams. Also, anyone who practices meditation for years, and can discipline their mind to that extent, most likely has developed the higher brain function of wisdom and no longer needs anything but the basics.

I noticed that since I found a way to pump alpha waves to awake people, the awake people don't seem to need anything, partly because while alpha is flowing, you can't generate a thought. The end result is loving bliss for those near the source. (That damn fail-safe again.)

Anyway... this succor punch is designed to temporarily divorce you from the alpha waves while you make the intent by programming the device, allowing the device to transform your intent into reality.

Theoretically, this device will also repel negativity, including nasty people. If this is the only thing it can do, my efforts were well worth it.

the heat of the moment

God help me but I love it when there's a chill in the air, especially when the house is warm. Well, not really warm, unless you consider 60 degrees F as warm.
I don't so much think that 60 degrees is toasty but since the outside temperature is in the low 20's, the difference between the two is 40 degrees. What other time of the year can you have such a difference in temperature than winter? In Summer, when it's 100 degrees F, 75 seems very cool, and that's only a 25 degree difference. It gets pretty uncomfortable when you have a 50 degree difference in temperature... unless it's Winter, where you can easily handle going from a -20 degree environment to a 75 degree indoor temp and feel that AHH! as you take your coat off.

I should point out that I'm heating the house with wood, which gives off a completely different feel of heat that no other source could. It's not just the hint of burning carbon permeating the air but an indescribable feeling of comfort... like being wrapped in a warm blanket with a much loved friend, and the hot showers this wood heat provides is absolutely luxurious. The water itself takes on different characteristics. It seems softer and more alive than the regular oil heated water and it takes bathing to a new level.

Water's water, you say? Well, I'm prepared to back my statements up with a free shower to anyone who stops by, and if you ask nicely, I might even light some candles and turn on some soft music to amplify your hygienic experience.

For reservations, write to lofas@karmasurfer.com with GET ME WET! in the subject line for prompt consideration.

sheeple

Should I feel responsible for someone elses sheep? So what if the shepherd is a dick and gets off banging his sheep before he slaughters them? Who cares if the sheep are so conditioned to herd mentality that they'll all go to the slaughterhouse together, after they get fleeced, just because the shepherds dog tells them to? Am I supposed to feel pity for these dumb animals who can't, or won't, defend themselves from their collective doom? I mean... they're sheep! Who can reason with sheep? They just do as they're told and don't even consider the consequences. After all, the only purpose sheep have is to be slaughtered after their wool production declines. Tell a sheep the real deal and all you'll get is BAaaaaaaaaaaaaa and off they go to the meat factory. It's as if they don't care what happens to them. You can open the gate but they'll just stand there bleating like a bunch of retards with leg cramps. What's the point, you say. Let em die.

I can't say humanity means a lot to me for the very same reasons. Just because I happen to be human doesn't mean I feel responsible for all of humanity any more than someone elses sheep.

For years the sheeple have been herded about getting free haircuts and prime grass. Now it's coming close to slaughtering time and the sheeple are convinced they'll all have their grass lands, free haircuts, still waters, and cell phones forever and can't imagine life without these convieniences, let alone, what's really in store for them.

What's in store for them?

Well, if you don't know by now you're beyond redemption. I mean, the info has been out there forever and you never bothered to get away from the TV long enough to grok it.

I'll tell ya what... YOU go to the slaughter and I'll watch from a distance, ok?

I married Julie

When Julie asked me to marry her, I jumped at the chance. After all, we've been friends for many, many years and I love everyone in her family. Why shouldn't I tie the knot?



All the props were in place. Tons of food, lots of booze, family members, a cake, two rings, a best man, and a shotgun for her dad.

All that's left was a willing bride and groom and someone to tie the knot.





The best man confided in me that he was nervous as hell and didn't have a clue what he was doing. All he knew was he had the rings and at some point in the ceremony he had to do something with them. I told him not to worry and that I'll give him the signal to do something with the rings when the time comes and suggested we take a few tranquilizers to reduce the stress. We then proceeded to stiffen our drinks with more rum.


It all went off without a hitch and when it was over I got a few requests for my services in the near future.

That's Greg, the groom, next to Julie.


By the way, how do you like my new hat?

No More Bailouts!!!

I'm surprised this guy doesn't get aneurysms.

not enough to go around

It's one thing to talk about change and another to do it, so I thought I'd change my blog. I was starting to get pretty tired of the layout, anyway. The same old shades of green and that tight dialog box was making me feel hemmed in to the same old, same old. Besides, winter is on its way and all the naked tree skeletons adorning my landscape remind me that change is not only inevitable but necessary. Just as life teaches us, I'll make the fundamental change now and work on the details later and I know it'll all come together.

When I woke this morning I was struck with the answer to the root of the problems that face all of humanity. It's not that humans are evil, planet polluters hell bent on destroying themselves. The central belief that "there's not enough to go around" is the foundation stone that our economic, social, and political house of cards is based on.

There's not enough food to go around so people starve so that others can survive. This is the core belief of "not enough to go around" that modern society is based. The idea is, if there isn't enough to go around then who but the elite should have enough?

This belief system brought us eugenics, the scientific manipulation of desirable human character traits to breed a better human and lessen the burden of society to care for the institutionalized physical and mental defectives. Unfortunately, who but the elite can choose? We saw the outcome of this thought process in the Nazi death camps after WWII and softer, modern approaches such as planned parenthood. Unfortunately, eugenics doesn't work. One look at society can tell you that.

When I open up Google Earth and look at the vast amount of space this planet has in proportion the people who inhabit it, I'm amazed anyone can think there isn't enough to go around. New York, Los Angeles, Paris, Rome, London, Beijing are all just dots on a landscape that's mostly human-free. All over the globe there are vast areas capable of supplying enough food to satisfy everyone with enough space to provide every man, woman and child with more than enough land to do with as they pleased.

So why is this antiquated concept of not enough to go around the main focus of our existence? Simple. The elite like it this way. The elite own the land and they want everything above and below it for themselves. By creating scarcity they can manipulate society any way they want from starting endless wars to establishing concentration camps to allowing continents to starve just so they can have a little more. This will continue until they have everything and everyone else has nothing, and the people who helped them achieve this goal (you and me) will have outlived our usefulness.

BTW how do you like the blog change?

changing things

I was wondering... Suppose you had the ability to change anything you wanted. There are a few catches but for the most part, anything you want will be granted. What are these catches? Well, maybe you'll get what you ask for but there might be conditions. Say, you might want lots of money. Money isn't anything but an abstraction so that wish is neutralized. Or you might want a beautiful babe that looks like Barbi only she comes with an ugly mother who hates you. You get the picture... for every action there's an opposite and equal reaction and you have to settle for whatever the outcome might be.

Would you set some conditions for intent? Like a Barbi babe without an ugly mother? She might come with other members of her family or close friends that move in who will be equally unattractive. How about a Barbi babe without any family or friends? Well, you might end up with a stunning package of beauty and psychosis who keeps a knife under her pillow. Ok, how about a beautiful Barbi babe without negative baggage from past relationships or family, who isn't psychotic, who happens to be filthy rich to offset any possible negative conditions you might have overlooked? Hmmmm.... She didn't get filthy rich by giving her money away. You might end up the houseboy/gardener with a room close to the kitchen to make her tea every morning at 6am. You get the picture. For every wish that you would be granted comes a possibility that the conditions that come with it could easily neutralize the intent, or possibly make things worse.

Ok, so babes and bucks are out of this equation. I suppose you could ask for a car or a better job or a drink without any major problems other than getting a gas guzzler to drive to your new job 100 miles from home.

Perhaps the best intent is to want something for someone else, freeing you from the ravages of wish blowback.

The reason I'm asking is because I have the power to get whatever I want and I'm not sure if I should ask for something really great like world peace, or something so so like a free cup of coffee.

Maybe I'll just get a new hat. What blowback can come from that?

Putin on the Ritz

Change and Hope

Just as we all knew would happen, Barack Hussein Obama was elected the 44th president of the United States. Hope and Change were his campaign buzz words and it was the main drive for voters to get him in and the Bushites out. For that, I'm eternally grateful, as is the rest of the world. Let's face it. GW Bush was the worst president we've ever had and his administration caused such harm to this nation that we may never completely recover.

That said, maybe Obama can reverse some of the damage the Bush administration inflicted upon us, like restoring habeus corpus and repealing the Patriot Act, for a couple of examples. No one can say due process of law is a bad idea and Obama can bring this back with a simple stroke of the pen. As it stands now, any one of us can be arrested, imprisoned indefinately, sent to another country to be tortured, all without charges, much less, a call to your lawyer. It's not only our rights as American citizens to demand of our accusers the burden of proof as to why we're being arrested but it's basic human rights in a civilized world, and the rest of the world is watching us. Bet the farm on that.

I should point out that since Obama won the presidency I'll back him 100%, but I'll also be keeping an eye on how he's doing things, as will the rest of the people who understand what "business as usual" means.

If Barack Obama is the agent of change and hope, as his campaign drilled into the American psyche for so long, let him put his high sounding words into action. I expect Obama to restore Habeus corpus his first day in office. Otherwise, he can expect a reason to not restore it because 300 million people will realize "change and hope" for Obama means business as usual, and a goodly amount of them will visit him at his new digs with a rope.

The Henry Rollins Show - The Corruption of Election 2008