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Sunday, January 30, 2011

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Friday, January 21, 2011

The Final Countdown


Not surprising, but worth mentioning...

Growing up in Southern California, my first memory of Keith Olberman was when he worked as a sports reporter, and then sports anchor, at KCBS in Los Angeles.  He took the place of one of my favorite people, Jim Hill, and I was a bit reluctant to warm up to him.  He had a very rapid delivery and seemed to be closely analyzing the minutia of the most popular sports figures in Los Angeles.  I have a somewhat vague memory of watching one of his commentaries at the end of Sunday Sports Final with my Dad and absorbing all of what he said.  I seem to remember it being directed at Pat Riley, but it could just have easily been Tommy Lasorda.  I looked over at my Dad as he sat in his chair; his response was "He's a little too cerebral."  I agreed; I felt he was a "little too smart" for the sports desk.

I have tuned in to Countdown from time to time over the years.  I don't know Keith personally, but considering I have watched him off and on for so many years on so many networks I feel very familiar with him.  I never underestimated his intelligence and his ability to present his view of the world.  There are many people whom have excitedly posted very negative things about Keith on-line.  People who have not accomplished anything close to what Keith has accomplished.  Those people's opinions have absolutely no weight with me, whatsoever.  Although there is plenty we disagree on, Keith and I share our disdain for insurance companies as a whole.  I have appreciated his taking them to task recently.

Watch the video of the end of the final edition of Countdown: I believe it once again showcases Keith's intelligence and ability to present cogently and succinctly the important things to say at the right time.  He took no real pot-shots at anyone, and for me, made mention of some very important people that I would have to mention if I were in his place.  I was very glad he mentioned Bob Costas, the late Tim Russert, and the late Pat Tillman.

Good luck, Keith.

Bienvenidos al mundo de Jesús muy triste


I have cheated Death countless times and now have 58 videos on YouTube.
Who else can say that?

Thursday, January 20, 2011

I said it first!

1.  I said C*ntina F*ckulera, the idiotic gay midget resembled Snooki:


but everyone seems to be jumping on that bandwagon since the Golden Globes.

2. On June 30th 2006, without ever meeting this young lady, I dubbed her "Snooki."  Now she wants everyone to know "her name is Nicole."

Notice how it all connects back to me.  Amazing, huh?

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

The Easiest Way To Get Rid of Somebody

Ask them for money.

David Melech, my greatest ancestor

Many people are familiar with the works of David but have often discounted him over the course of history.  I dedicate this post to him.  David was, and still is, a special person in God's plan.  David was a doer.  As much as Moses was a prophet, David was a unique man of exquisite actions.  Those who believe in our Almighty Creator, The Most High, who lives forever, owe a debt of gratitude to David.  I confirm every miracle David was a part of.  David slew Goliath with God's help.  David unified a contentious people.  When David was told of God's plan for a Holy Temple, David made that into a blueprint and laid down the foundation markers.  We still know where that place is today.

David is, regardless of the greater or lesser portion of attribution, the greatest author of all time.  At least half of the Book of Psalms, if not much more, was composed by him.  These wonderful works of faith and art have endured for thousands of years for a very good reason.  They have comforted, inspired, and assured countless people over that time.  Believe it or not, his Psalms have inspired many other authors to write.  Who else can make such a bold claim?

Here is one of his greatest works.  One that has inspired me, along with his many others.

Psalm 18 from Young's Literal Translation

1To the Overseer. -- By a servant of Jehovah, by David, who hath spoken to Jehovah the words of this song in the day Jehovah delivered him from the hand of all his enemies, and from the hand of Saul, and he saith: -- I love Thee, O Jehovah, my strength.
 2Jehovah [is] my rock, and my bulwark, And my deliverer, My God [is] my rock, I trust in Him: My shield, and a horn of my salvation, My high tower.
 3The `Praised One' I call Jehovah, And from my enemies I am saved.
 4Compassed me have cords of death, And streams of the worthless make me afraid.
 5Cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been snares of death.
 6In mine adversity I call Jehovah, And unto my God I cry. He heareth from His temple my voice, And My cry before Him cometh into His ears.
 7And shake and tremble doth the earth, And foundations of hills are troubled, And they shake -- because He hath wrath.
 8Gone up hath smoke by His nostrils, And fire from His mouth consumeth, Coals have been kindled by it.
 9And He inclineth the heavens, and cometh down, And thick darkness [is] under His feet.
 10And He rideth on a cherub, and doth fly, And He flieth on wings of wind.
 11He maketh darkness His secret place, Round about Him His tabernacle, Darkness of waters, thick clouds of the skies.
 12From the brightness over-against Him His thick clouds have passed on, Hail and coals of fire.
 13And thunder in the heavens doth Jehovah, And the Most High giveth forth His voice, Hail and coals of fire.
 14And He sendeth His arrows and scattereth them, And much lightning, and crusheth them.
 15And seen are the streams of waters, And revealed are foundations of the earth. From Thy rebuke, O Jehovah, From the breath of the spirit of Thine anger.
 16He sendeth from above -- He taketh me, He draweth me out of many waters.
 17He delivereth me from my strong enemy, And from those hating me, For they have been stronger than I.
 18They go before me in a day of my calamity And Jehovah is for a support to me.
 19And He bringeth me forth to a large place, He draweth me out, because He delighted in me.
 20Jehovah doth recompense me According to my righteousness, According to the cleanness of my hands, He doth return to me.
 21For I have kept the ways of Jehovah, And have not done wickedly against my God.
 22For all His judgments [are] before me, And His statutes I turn not from me.
 23And I am perfect with him, And I keep myself from mine iniquity.
 24And Jehovah doth return to me, According to my righteousness, According to the cleanness of my hands, Over-against his eyes.
 25With the kind Thou showest Thyself kind, With a perfect man showest Thyself perfect.
 26With the pure Thou showest Thyself pure, And with the perverse showest Thyself a wrestler,
 27For Thou a poor people savest, And the eyes of the high causest to fall.
 28For Thou -- Thou lightest my lamp, Jehovah my God enlighteneth my darkness.
 29For by Thee I run -- a troop! And by my God I leap a wall.
 30God! perfect [is] His way, The saying of Jehovah is tried, A shield [is] He to all those trusting in Him.
 31For who [is] God besides Jehovah? And who [is] a rock save our God?
 32God! who is girding me [with] strength, And He maketh perfect my way.
 33Making my feet like hinds, And on my high places causeth me to stand.
 34Teaching my hands for battle, And a bow of brass was brought down by my arms.
 35And Thou givest to me the shield of Thy salvation, And Thy right hand doth support me, And Thy lowliness maketh me great.
 36Thou enlargest my step under me, And mine ankles have not slidden.
 37I pursue mine enemies, and overtake them, And turn back not till they are consumed.
 38I smite them, and they are not able to rise, They fall under my feet,
 39And Thou girdest me [with] strength for battle, Causest my withstanders to bow under me.
 40As to mine enemies -- Thou hast given to me the neck, As to those hating me -- I cut them off.
 41They cry, and there is no saviour, On Jehovah, and He doth not answer them.
 42And I beat them as dust before wind, As mire of the streets I empty them out.
 43Thou dost deliver me From the strivings of the people, Thou placest me for a head of nations, A people I have not known do serve me.
 44At the hearing of the ear they hearken to me, Sons of a stranger feign obedience to me,
 45Sons of a stranger fade away, And are slain out of their close places.
 46Jehovah liveth -- and blessed [is] my rock, And exalted is the God of my salvation.
 47God -- who is giving vengeance to me, And He subdueth peoples under me,
 48My deliverer from mine enemies, Above my withstanders Thou raisest me, From a man of violence dost deliver me.
 49Therefore I confess Thee among nations, O Jehovah, And to Thy name I sing praise,
 50Magnifying the salvation of His king, And doing kindness to His anointed, To David, and to his seed -- unto the age!

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Would you be suspicious?

I posted another ad the other day on Craigslist. It was removed within 15 minutes. I hardly find it offensive in any way. It was in the least restrictive section, as far as I know. The ad was about my blog and about the video I made about kitties. Something I would imagine would be innocuous compared to others, but it got removed really quickly.

Just to get a bit of reference, I read some of the other ads. I think some of the ads that were present there were MUCH more objectionable than mine, including a picture of a naked man, fully erect, looking for sex with "women of color." My ad had a picture of a cat on my car. Could someone rationally explain why my ads get flagged but ads like the one I mentioned stay on the site?

My first reaction is YOU ALL HATE ME FOR BEING ME, but I am sure you can come up with something that sounds better in your head.
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Friday, January 14, 2011

Stand Up Robot Jesus Jokes - from the Messiah

My latest video is now live on my YouTube channel.  Enjoy!

Monday, January 10, 2011

A Shout Down to the History Channel

I only do this in self-defense.  This is not about always needing to critique any and all people who are off the mark to a greater or lesser degree.

There is a show, which I will not name, on the History Channel that is about a lot of "unexplained phenomena."  They have several experts that discuss the possible reasons why certain events have take place over thousands of years.  This is all well and good because writing all it off to a hoax of some kind avoids the truth and is usually designed to help people remain isolated in their own "safe little world."  The truth will always be preferable to possible lies.

However, when this program puts forth the possibility that maybe "Jesus was an alien" then I have to "cry foul."  That is not true and I absolutely resent being called an alien in this or any other lifetime.  I have fought against aliens because I consider all of them enemies.  Lumping me together with them might sound funny to you but is extraordinarily insulting to me.

So, "Fuck You, History Channel!"

Field Report from You Know Who

I am posting this publicly in the hope that some of my superiors or handlers will contact me and help me with our mission.  As of now, my funding has been cut off and without an adequate budget I am finding it very difficult to reach my objective.

I sense I might be close to finding the secret Haliburton "undisclosed location."  Dick Cheney apparently knows where I am and his people have been eavesdropping on my conversations.  I have encountered a few of the "strange eyes and teeth people" and they have indicated they are willing to help.  I have explained to them the importance of finding "Head in a Jar" and what must be done when we do.

For those who are not familiar with the term, I should explain what "Head in a Jar" is.  According to all the information I was provided, CIA director William Casey did not die during the investigation of the Iran-Contra affair.  Director Casey's death was fabricated and he continued to direct overt and covert operations for at least a decade.  Once his body started to fail, for a myriad of health reasons, his head was severed from his body and placed in a liquid-filled jar.  The liquid is comprised of 87% amniotic fluid, 12% formaldehyde, and 1% mixture of the medium that contains the nanites that maintain and aid the operational capability of HIAJ.  The amniotic fluid may or may not have been retrieved from the pregnant women in Mormon spin-off cults that are genetically similar to Director Casey.

HIAJ has a large number of tubes and wires connected to it.  It might also have enhanced wireless capability by this time, but that has not been confirmed.  If so, then much of the wiring will have been removed.  This all-knowing and all-seeing combination of sinister biological and artificial intelligence has unlimited access to all electronic communication media.  It can, for example, direct troop movements, complete requisition forms, conduct wire transfers, doctor satellite photos, and countless other tasks.  

Reading between the lines in various public entertainment periodicals I have determined the rich families that think they run this world are attempting to launch HIAJ into orbit.  This could mean they have found a way to add a renewable power source, figured out a way to recycle the HIAJ fluid, and solved the bandwidth issues.  This is a devastating development.  If a fully self-realized and sentient HIAJ achieves stable orbit then the whole galaxy will go "fucking Star Wars."

I plan on doing everything in my power to prevent this.  The future of all life in the Milky Way depends on it.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Dead Fish and Birds in Ark

This story is, for the moment, a hot topic around the world.

It certainly qualifies as a mystery.  What in the world could have caused it?  Depending on your perspective there must be some kind of unknown or sinister cause to this mass death of wildlife.  We always will wonder what caused these events and certainly the close proximity of the dead fish and birds leads us to inexorably conclude they must be connected.  I have read where someone claims that the wind direction on that day was blowing from where the fish died to where the birds died.  There seems to be a strong concurrence, if not a connection, between these events.

The important thing to understand here is if we ever do figure out why these two events occurred will we take the corrective action necessary to prevent these types of death from recurring?  I am not confident that we will.  If, for some reason, these animal deaths were caused by man-made activity are we willing to prevent them in the future?  Without going into a very in-depth analysis I tend to believe that "fracking," the process used to release natural gas from the earth, is the most likely cause of these events.  If that is the case, I do not think there will be any change in policy or operating procedure of the companies involved because our need for energy is so great.  Dead animals are the unfortunate consequence of extracting energy for our way of life.

We accept that, right?

Monday, January 3, 2011

Thomas Jefferson was the Anti-Christ? Say It Aint So!

http://wiki.monticello.org/mediawiki/index.php/Those_who_hammer_their_guns_into_plows


According to the above site, Thomas Jefferson said the following:

"Those who hammer their guns into plows will plow for those who do not." 

So Jefferson was opposed to being too pacifistic?  Is that why we have not seen more people converting weapons into farming equipment?  How ironic is that?  I consider Thomas Jefferson to be my favorite American, if not one of the greatest people the world has even known.  And yet this above quote shows how he reasoned doing the very thing I would want people to do has dire consequences.  How can I reconcile that?

Some people have had some good ideas about it:

http://www.worldsstrangest.com/mental-floss/swords-into-plowshares-peaceful-weapon-recycling/

Here's another good one:

http://www.bostonherald.com/news/regional/view/20101219worcester_gun_buyback_nets_nearly_200_firearms/

And from the Philippines:

http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/inquirerheadlines/nation/view/20091020-231075/Old-guns-recycled-into-farming-tools

I welcome your thoughts on the subject.

Why It Is Impossible to Be Me

according to Isaiah, I would have to do the following:

4 He will judge between the nations
   and will settle disputes for many peoples.
They will beat their swords into plowshares
   and their spears into pruning hooks.
Nation will not take up sword against nation,
   nor will they train for war anymore. 

I have the judging part down.  Even though I acknowledge the danger of being "judgmental" I am as aware as anyone could possibly be that "Judgment" falls under my jurisdiction.  You would have to grant me the authority to settle your disputes, and agree to accept my solutions.  Sitting alone for year after year has not granted me the opportunity to settle hardly any disputes.  From my perspective, it seems you are much more satisfied fighting the same old fights over and over gain.  People then look for new disputes to fight with each other over.  No one seems to want to concede anything to bring about peace.

Then we have the swords and plowshares section.  Forgetting for a moment that the world is filled with all manner of dreadful weaponry that far exceeds the dangerous potential of swords and spears, people are making more and more swords and spears all the time.  Is it possible I could get everybody to at least stop making new swords and spears?  What is really the point of beating a few swords and spears into gardening equipment if there are many more of them once we got through the "peaceful conversion?"

Answer that one for me, if you can.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Is Jimmy Iovine the REAL Jimmy Bones?

You would have to ask Snoop or somebody...

[Thunder]

[RBX]
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Just then, I received a phone call, it was Morpheus
And he said i was the one, ha realizing the deal Heaven done
Turnin' to the east and all praise the sun
Now they blast me but they all miss
I do my 3D dance and remain undaunted
Then simply reverse the process
As the hot slugs hit their chest-plate, checkmate
Game over, you lose
Funky, drunken monkey technique without screws
As the sayin' goes, if ya snooze ya loose
And I won't be aimin' when the oozy ooze
Got em' runnin' for the hills
Style steady truckin' like eighteen wheels
Do got em' cluckin' like eighteen pills
The hex flies off then all the blood spills

[Snoop Dogg]
The Legend of Jimmy Bones
Sharp as nails, tough as stones
This ain't based on no true story
This the real motherfucker

[RBX]
Carry vocal tones, most definitely will
Cause more horror than Amityville
Get out, this my house
Got you scared niggas don't chew like a church mouse
When I swing the excalibur like Highlander
The head flies off you see thunder and lightening
Too much, too late to recognize your blunder
Suddenly you hear there can only be one, well just X
We apply wild west tactics like turn back-to-back
Take ten paces and draw, but I'm sneaky with mine
Turn around at nine and blast you in your spine
High-ride off into the hot sunset
Like the high plains drifter
Hear me mister, no one blast with the
When it comes to shootin' gives up
X marks the spot and guaranteed to lift up

[Snoop Dogg]
Payback is a dog and revenge is sweet
Murder is the cold that Jimmy lays on these wicked ass streets

[Snoop Dogg]
I cut cha' head off, go ahead get cha' lead off, set it off
Motherfucker bit his leg off
I want revenge, this shit's gon' end
You thought I was gone, motherfucker I'm back home
Jimmy Bones, it's on so ain't no stoppin' this
I'll take you to the Necropolis
And place you in the front, remain calm through tis damn thang
Listen here man
Killin' after killin' dealin' after dealin'
You motherfuckers don't really know how I'm feelin'
But I can't waste time and reflect on that
I gotta get these niggas who stabbed me in my back
Jeremiah, loop a bitch and aid mack
You turn my peoples out on the crack sack
7-9, remember that, way back
But Karma came back, now you motherfuckers have to deal with that

[Snoop Dogg]
What goes around, comes around
Do unto other, as you would want them to do unto you
It's a dog eats dog world

[MC Ren]
Nigga fuck that, my black ass back from the grave
Fucked up is how we behave
Where the fuck you think you runnin' to
Everywhere ya bitch ass turn, I'm in front of you
Motherfuckers wanna scream but they choke
Pissin' on they self when I raise at they throat
Grab yo bitch that suck dick while I smoke
Then hang yo bitch using tape and rope
Go on motherfucker take two to the head
Don't give a fuck, villain already dead, already bled
List of names
All on they ass, nigga fuck these games
Here to cause pain
Can't back a bitch, when niggas gotta beg
Not to be filled up with lead
Time for me to fuck her, there villain get the fuck out
Leave you stuck out, leave yo fuckin' eyes plugged out

[Ricky Harris: excerpt from the movie "Bones"]
Jimmy Bones, is that you? We killed you motherfucker
and buried yo' ass with nothin but yo bitch's bloody rags
Now I can count the holes in yo motherfucking chest [Gunshots]

It's out, out, out
Jimmy bones
It's out, out, out
Jimmy Bones
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH