No "news" is good news...

I don't watch very much television anymore.  There's nothing on there I give much of a fuck about.  There's nothing really worth watching except Sons Of Anarchy, and sometimes Big Bang Theory.
And even those have commercials.  I loathe commercials.

“Bandis Olay for the Santro Pay Tan….  ..'70s suntan lotion radio commercial. (Bain De Soleil - ‘for the San Tropez tan..)  Yeah, French.  The language of...  French people.
"Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose..." --Jean Baptiste Alphonse Karr 

Anyways...  I don't watch much tv.  The "news" is a farce,
and Faux News is, well faux.
I have no respect for Rupert Murdoch - He cancelled Firefly.  O'Reilly, Hannity, and the rest of them can all go take a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut. {I borrowed that fucking doughnut phrase from Stephen King.  I like it.}  I'd watch Jesse Ventura, if he reported the news, because I trust him.  But all the major "news" networks are owned by members of the Trilateral Commission, so you can't trust anything they say, it's all got some type of spin on it.  Propaganda from the machine.

So, I don't watch the bullshit on the idiot box, we've established that.  I used to read the paper, but print media is also biased in one way or another.  Besides, why kill trees to accumulate piles of paper when you can get the same crap online, and for free?  Washington Post online, New York Times online, Pittsburgh Tribune-Review online, etc.  So I stay aware of the current propaganda and whatever else they choose to print in that way.  Last night I read this story about a young girl who had strokes from smoking fake weed.  http://www.nydailynews.com/news/national/teen-brain-damaged-synthetic-pot-article-1.1255698  She survived, but she has brain damage, she's blind, and she might or might not ever get her eyesight back, or ever walk again.  All from smoking fake weed!  ...And, from what I've read, the shit they call "bath salts" is even worse.  The sad and truly fucked up thing about it is, if real weed was legal, there would be no market for this fake shit. (Consider that, Obummer!)  Ron Paul would have legalized it by now, but, since Ron Paul is not a member of the "in crowd" the rest of the bureaucrats don't take him seriously, so he won't be nominated by either of the two ruling parties.  Even if he were to win the popular vote by a landslide, I'd bet that the system and those who run it would find some way to seat their pre-chosen man anyway.  After all, that's their modus operandi.  Now, before I get too far off track...

Here's a story about the crazy Iranian Despot: http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2013/feb/05/mahmoud-ahmadinejad-ayatollah-ali-khamenei  You know him, he's the nut job in the middle east playing with nukes. (Forget for a moment that Israel already has them.  They wouldn't lob them at us anyway, well, unless they were really pissed.)
Sometimes I write ideas on a word processing program, so I can save them, and maybe post them on here. [Who cares, besides me, since nobody seems to be reading my blog anyway.]

I wrote this this morning:
What’s that guy’s name in Iran? Abu Biddybab? Abu Titty Grab? Something like that. I know there used to be one named Abu Nidal. Every time I heard his name, it sounded like they were saying ‘a boony doll’ and I pictured a stuffed baboon wearing a Raggety Ann dress - a boony doll.

Course, there was the one guy, (doesn’t everybody know at least one guy?) who referred to black folks as “boons”… He also called Asian folks chinks & japs, cops were fuzz, and him & his dad were ‘badass pollocks’…

I wonder what he called me behind my back? Doesn’t really matter, I just wonder. Kids in the ‘70s called other kids all kinda names. That dude I was thinking of there, his nickname was “Goon” because he was kinda tall for a twelve year old kid, and he walked like Alice the goon from Popeye. He always wore his hair in a buzz cut, but I think his dad made him. He had to go every Saturday and get a haircut. (I had already started letting my hair grow long by that point, and I remember thinking how silly it was for him to cut his, and how unnecessary to do it every week.) We used to hang around in front of the liquor store harassing people until one of them would take our money and get us a bottle of something. One Saturday, we had a bottle of Windsor (bluggh!) and we were walking around town with it in a paper bag, passing it around, and suddenly (as we walked past the barber shop) he remembered that he had to get a haircut. We called him a pussy, but we all went in with him anyway, just to look at the porn mags. The barber said something like “Whaddaya got there in the bag, a bottle of wine?” And whichever one had it at the moment lifted it out and said “Yeah… Windsor wine!” and we all laughed. Then we all went to the store and stole stuff.

Yeah, those days, spent in a daze, in the haze of the Southside slums, smoking big fat two-paper joints of gold reefer, throwing rocks at passing trains, picking boogers and wiping them on parked cars, chugging down whatever booze we could get our grubby little paws on, stealing stuff just because we could, fighting for no reason except to fight, or over some stupid shit or other, and school was just a cruel joke, a jail they made you go and sit in all day to keep you out of the house while your parents were at work and the teachers tried to shove useless information down your throat. What did we need algebra for? Why should we care about the Magna Carta? Who gives a flying fuck about Aaron Burr? That don’t buy the next bag of dope, or a model to build, or the glue to sniff, or the beer to chase it with… Everybody knew the best parked cars with change in the ashtrays and other stuff worth stealing were in the parking garages downtown in the daytime! How dare they imprison us inside school during the best looting hours? …That’s really about the way I thought about it then.
You see how easy it is for my atomic train of thought to get off track and ramble down a meandering siding...

“Iranian president Mahmoud Ahmadinejad is in New York City and will make his final address…” --Global Post. Yeah, just like I said, Abu Biddybab. “The Council on Foreign Relations (CFR) is doing their part to ass-kiss the Iranian pigs by confirming that Iran’s foreign minister, Ali Akbar Salehi, is slated to appear… at the group’s office in Manhattan"  Well of course they kiss his ass!  He's a very important pawn in their game.  They might use him to start the next war, since they need to have perpetual war, which cannot be "won", in order for the military industrial complex to continue to profit while economies colapse and young men and women die. It's two fold, you see?  They employ a cleverly wrought depopulation tactic, while simultaneously funneling money from your pocket (taxes) into their coffers.  Sneaky bastards, ain't they?  And they do it all right in front of everyone's noses, while they distract you with the super bowl and the acadamy awards.

Well, I have to wrap up this post now, and do some "real" work. (Meaning that it actually puts money in my pocket.)  ....Just as soon as I finish this cigarette...
Crazy Bear (AKA Spirit Bear) 2/7/13, @ 13:09 Eastern Standard Time.

Life's A Bitch, Then You Die...

 "plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose"

---Jean-Baptiste Alphonse Karr

    I went back to my hometown for Christmas. See family & friends, law-de-daw...
I saw lots of folks, not everyone I went to see, but lots of folks I hadn't seen in years. I also saw lots of changes. Lots of deterioration & the apathy surrounding it. They call it "progress"...
I call it deplorable. The land has gone to shit. More on that in a minute.

    There's two faces of Pittsburgh: The face they display to the world - Heinz Field, etc. And the face they keep hidden - McKees Rocks, Northside, Clairton, etc. I figure it's like this everywhere in the country nowadays. There's the gilded-plastic, sugar-coated turd they present to the world, and then there's the actual town that's falling down, because nobody cares. Rather than maintain & refurbish/restore the historic structures, roads, railroads, and such, they just leave them go to shit, while systematically destroying open spaces to build new garbage they can market to yuppies.

    I can still remember West View Park. We used to go there every summer when I was a kid. It closed in '77. It's an ass-ugly, waste-of-space shopping center now. That's a goddamn shame. What kind of scum destroys a beautiful old amusement park and replaces it with a worthless cluster of stores? The same kind of scum that destroy forests & farms to build suburban sprawl, that's what kind. Places where I used to ride dirtbikes at as a teenager are gone, replaced by strip-malls and plans of McMansions with manicured lawns. Roads I used to race on have been re-routed, or oblitterated completely by toll road 43. Railroads and inter-urban streetcar lines have become bicycle trails for yuppies. It's all about money, what puts money into the pockets and bank accounts of unscrupulous assholes with delusions of grandeur, the grandiosity of wannabe millionaires. And the general apathy of sheeple who are force-fed the quarter-pounders of tv "reality" contributes to the snowball effect of it. Sheeple are sheeple because they are conditioned from early childhood to be sheeple. The snowball is gaining momentum, growing exponentially as it makes its way down the mountain, ever gaining speed & size, towards the inevitable big splat.  None of them seem to realize that money is just worthless paper, and that material things, cars, houses, and even gold are temporal.

    I don't know what to do about it. See, it's like this:  One day in 1980, I got drunk for 24 years. I stopped giving a fuck about anyone or anything except my own selfish desire to stay fucked up. I didn't just want to get high, I wanted to stay high forever, the search for the elusive, unattainable eternal buzz, which would allow me to forget responsibility and drift off peacefully into oblivion. I had my reasons for wanting this, I won't go into it here & now. Maybe another post, another time.

    Suffice it to say, when I sobered up eight years ago, I started to become aware of my surroundings. It seems that as I progress thru time, I become more and more aware of things, and I don't like a lot of these things. I am now aware of what was going on during the 24 years that I was too fucked up to care. And now I care. And it often seems like it's too late to fix it.

    I started using google Earth to look for things that I remember from childhood, and sadly, a lot of these things ain't there anymore. Almost all the drive-ins are gone, some replaced with subdevisions and shopping centers, car dealers, what have you, and some just big ugly scars on the landscape. The same holds true for amusement parks, farms, woods... And I want to know why. It makes me sad in my heart and sick to my stomach to see the wanton waste that passes for "progress". And I want to do something about it. ...But what?

    There's entirely too many humans. Mother Earth cannot sustain continued population growth. The douchebags in charge know this, yet they do nothing to change it. Why? In a word, self. Selfishness. They only care about what they can take from any given situation, and not what they can contribute. "I got mine, fuck you." They do not comprehend the temporal nature of matter. Material things are fragile, they become dust in the wind if not carefully preserved and taken care of. What legacy are we leaving for our grandchildren's grandchildren's grandchildren?

Sometimes I have post-apocalyptic dreams.

    Humans were put here by our Creator(s?) for a purpose. What purpose? To be caretakers of Mother Earth and to look after the well-being of other species? Or to wantonly destroy all we survey, ultimately destroying the environment, making Mother uninhabitable? Or was it something else? Were we created as a slave-race, to "terraform" this planet into one that is inhabitable by some other race of beings who breathe air that is toxic to us? Or to use up all the resources until nothing is left, like a parasitic virus?
 I don't know.

    Religions wrongly teach that "God" gave mankind "dominion" over all (other) animals, to subjugate them and exploit them. Selfish humans take this ball and run with it. We (as a race) exploit rather than conserve. The human race truly does behave like a parasitic virus. This needs to change, lest we destroy our Mother and all perish with her. The root of the problem is self. The root of all our troubles is self. All of the "seven deadly sins" can be traced back to self. This does not mean that I advocate unity over individuality, quite the opposite. Individuality & unity go hand in hand. Unity is the logical extension of individuality. Let me explain: Individuals must set aside selfish ends for the greater good of all, while maintaining their individuality. Conformity masquerading as unity breeds slavery - nobody benefits from it but the slave-master. True unity is a collection of individuals sacrificing selfishness for self-preservation. Eqality is the recognition of and respect for individuality. Individual freedom must be preserved, with selfless respect for the individual freedom of everyone else. Carl Marx had an idea, unfortunately the communists took that ball and ran with it. The downfall of individual freedom is oligarchy. Oligarchy leads to mass-slavery. We as a race must do away with selfishness. We must smash the "What's in it for me?" thinking, in favor of "What's in it for all"... What's in it for you? You get to live. You get to survive, rather than perish. You get to share the work with your brother, and share the fruit of that work, instead of fighting and killing each other over it. You get to divide the work and the fruit of the work evenly, (rather than working for a pittance that's doled out to you by the slave-master who does no work, while he gets fat off your efforts.) And you get to share your thoughts, feelings, and opinions. You get an equal say-so in the decision making, instead of letting the slave-masters do the diciding for you. {Google True Democracy and check out what comes up. Direct Democracy is another good read.} No matter what, we, the human race have to do something, and fast. We must get up off our couch-potato sheeple asses and take action in order to affect positive changes. Our  children's children's children's children's children's children's children's children's children's children's children will thank us.

NAMASTE.

A Rant For Today:

Frank Zappa was a bona fide genius, musically, lyrically, intellectually. He made a living by thumbing his nose at commercialism. He did it in a creative way heretofore unknown in these parts. Sadly, there's nobody stepping up to take over where he left off.

Music has become industry. Industry doesn't challenge the mind. Business exists for the purpose of generating revenue for the owners and shareholders. Everything is about money nowadays. Kids are taught that from early childhood. Poor and middle class children are taught to consume and to waste, because wasteful consumption keeps the wheels of industry turning. Children of the rich are taught how to exploit others for material gain without regard for the consequences. Perpetuate the mess.

I hate money. I hate that the system is set up so that you have to have it to survive in society. We are rapidly turning our home into a garbage dump. We have almost depleted the oil. Other resources will follow suit. The power-mad don't give a fuck. They say, "I got mine, fuck everyone else." You can't take all this material shit with you into the next plane of existence, so what is the point of greed? Why do they hoard shit and waste shit while others go hungry and suffer? It makes no logical sense to me.

Why should one person benefit from the suffering of another? And why do so many take great pleasure in tormenting others? Why does the janitor make minimum wage while the office worker makes three times as much for doing less work? And why does the boss make even more for doing next to nothing? It defies reason.

No wonder Americans don't want to do the manual labor anymore. Not only is it not fairly compensated, it is looked down upon with distaste and outright disgust. So foreigeners come in and take the jobs that we mostly don't want, and then we sit around and bitch that the foreigeners are taking all the jobs, meanwhile we don't want those jobs anyway, and why? Because we have been taught that those jobs are beneath us, and we feel that we are entitled to something better.

Entitlement is a big problem. (I seem to have a talent for pointing out the problems, but implementing a solution to them remains elusive.) We have certain rights by birth, which are inaliable, and to which we are entitled. Among these are the right to live, to be free from restriction, and to be happy. We do not have the right to abuse anyone or to exploit anyone, however, most of us don't comprehend this because we have been taught wrong. The lie is perpetuated from generation to generation. Why do we not see that by abusing and exploiting others we are depriving them of their right to live free and unrestricted? Do we believe that they do not deserve the same rights as us? And if so, why?
"All animals are created equal, but some are more equal than others." --George Orwell.

Orwell's Animal Farm tells the story of the Russian revolution, and why communism failed so miserably when put into practice. In my opinion, it also parralells our own revolution, and why our nation has failed to become the free, open, and democratic society envisioned by dreamers. The oppressed have an innate desire to turn the tables and oppress their oppressors, motivated by the need for revenge, ie: turnabout is fair play. When unable to accomplish this after seizing controll, they inevitably turn instead to oppressing others, be it their own former allies or someone else entirely. The elitists understand this dynamic, and they exploit it to their own ends. They see social unrest, and they infiltrate the mob and stir up trouble. They either set themselves up as leaders, by telling the mob what it wants to hear, urging them on, enstilling false hope, and then after the fighting is done they assume positions of power and resume the oppression. Or, they cleverly wait to see who the naturally emerging leaders are, and then bribe them with oppulence to do their bidding. Either way they accomplish their ends and retain power, whether overtly or covertly. The ones on top of the pyramid, for the most part, stay on top of the pyramid. They play society like Paganini played the violin.

So, how to nurture awareness? How to awaken the masses of somnambulent sheeple? That seems to be the dillemma. How to get folks to abandon the hotdog & cheeseburger MTV award winning dog & pony show? How to convince them that there is something better, something more rewarding, than  consistant instant gratification? I mean, sure, instant gratification seems wonderful on the surface, no need to be patient, no need to struggle, just be lazy and do the bare minimum necessary to fulfill your obligations. Let someone else do the hard part while you relax and reap the benefits of their efforts. Don't worry about the next several generations to come, you ain't gonna be here to suffer the consequences of your actions of today. (Or so you've been led to believe.) It's that same old attitude: "I got mine, so fuck you." It cascades down from the top of the pyramids; The monkey up there says it to those on the next tier down, then they say it to those standing below, and so on and so forth, all the way down to the ground, to the slaves with the broken backs, who in turn go home and beat their wives and children, and the children kick the chickens. (Because everyone gets shit on, except fot the top monkey, and when you get shit on, you need to shit on someone else in order to feel important.)

We need to yank that monkey off the top and make him clean up the shit, so he can see what it feels like on the recieving end for a change. But we can't stop there, because when the top monkey goes away, one of the other monkeys under him will climb up to take his place. We need to prevent that from happening. Destroy the hierarchy all together, and level the playing field. Everyone must have an equal say, everyone must do his/her fair share of work to recieve his/her fair share of reward. The CEO and the janitor must come to see one another as equal and worthwhile beings, each contributing to the good of all. If the janitor wasn't there to do his job, and the CEO had to do it himself, he would come to appreciate the necessity of it. True democracy means that everyone is equal and there is no boss nor group of bosses, there is no hierarchy, but rather we are all the boss.
We all have a job to do, we all have a say in the decision making process. We are the boss and the worker, simultaneously.

Well it works good in theory, anyway. Unfortunately, there is human nature to be considered again. Some people still think that they are somehow better than others, and until this notion is smashed completely and the actualization that we are all free and equal partners in this thing called society dawns on everyone and our eyes are opened to the truth of it, we will continue this rolly-coaster ride.
Indefinitely.

Ah.  I have some actual work to do now.  Laters.

Ah, better smoke another cigarette...

In the grand scheme of things, what is the life of one Bear? What is the life of one Panther?

The life of every being affects the lives of others.

Don't ask me why I say what I say. - I say it because I say it.

"Kansas City linebacker Jovan Belcher shot and killed his 22-year-old girlfriend, Kasandra Perkins, then drove to the Chiefs' facilities at Arrowhead Stadium and took his own life in front of some team employees, including coach Romeo Crennel and general manager Scott Pioli, on Saturday morning."
-- Yahoo News.
That's a sad story, it's some really fucked up shit, man. ...Really.

But what made me sadder was reading that a friend of a friend's cat died.  We lost our orange buddy Buddy not that long ago. I'm relatively certain that he's still hanging around here, we just can't see him with the naked eyes because he's a Spirit, and physical human eyes don't see that dimension very well, but we feel him.  And the other four-leggeds know.  They interact with him, which is descernable to human eyes.

I've burried too many cats and dogs over the years, and a few humans.  When someone we know leaves this realm, we miss them.  When someone we love leaves this realm, we miss them more.
I still miss my Doberman/Husky friend Toke, and she's been gone from this realm since 1985. She liked jumping out of the truck at red lights and running thru traffic, so I guess it was inevitable, in retrospect.  I figure she moved on to another level, but that doesn't make me miss her any less, or any of the other friends who have gone away.

We, that is to say all beings, affect everyone and everything around us, whether we realize it or not.
Just watch the old Christmas movie 'It's A Wonderful Life' (Don't watch the Turnerized version, watch it in black & white, it has more impact.)

The Buddha would probably have some bit of wisdom to say right now, probably something very zen.  But I don't.  ...So I'll just say something tao.  Later.

Why Do We Blog?

"I think it is sad the opinion you had was the only one voiced..."  --Black Sabbath

Human creatures, every one of us, have opinions. Granted, some people let others form their opinions for them, or they hear something that they think sounds good, and then regurgitate it as though it was their own, without checking or doing any investigation themselves, which amounts to a herd-mentality, a flock of followers following their percieved leader, hence the origin of the term sheeple. (Humans who behave like sheep.)

Whatever the origin of the formation of our opinions, we all have them, and it's only natural to want to share them. However, most folks don't care to hear the opinions of others, unless they are in agreement with, or complimentary to their own. (Hence the saying - "Opinions are like assholes, everybody has one and they all stink.") But this doesn't stop people from expressing their opinions, sometimes loudly and belligerently, (especially when alcohol is involved) if they strongly believe what they are saying is correct. This often leads to conflict. ---> Enter other forms of self expression.

I think, (and this is only my opinion talking, not my asshole,) I believe that the disire to express one's self is in our nature, and we need to have that desire fulfilled. This is why people write letters to the editor, people go into public places and shout loudly, people make and display signs, people create works of art, people paint their dwellings and vehicles certain colors, etc. ...And people blog.  The need for self expression.   And since the advent of the internet, (Thanx, Al Gore. hahahaha.) now we have even more places to express ourselves, whether others like it or not.
Just go watch any random video on youtube, then read the comments.
Sometimes I laugh my fucking ass off at the shit people post, and sometimes I post my own shit, which I'm sure gets a reaction from someone else.
Then there's Andy Warhola's "Fifteen Minutes Of Fame" - We all wanna be heard, don't we? We wanna be looked at, gawked at, gaped at, {huh-huh-huh, he said "gaped"} some of us wanna be laughed at, some of us wanna piss people off... [Yeah, ok. I get some twisted enjoyment out of pissing people off sometimes. I'll cop to it.]

In short, we blog because we can. Same reason why a dog licks his nut sack.  Whether anyone reads it or not, just the act of typing it and putting it out there fulfills that need.
That's my opinion, anyway. ..And not my asshole   (  *  )
:P

I'd bet that if dogs, and cats, and horses, and chimpanzees, and bison, and wolves, and other non-human critters could type - I'd just bet that they would have some shit to say to us humans, and we probably wouldn't like it, but it would most likely be true.   Think about that over your breakfast.

                                         I'm outta here, laters.

Self Explanatory.

Live The Revolution...

Never Bother A Guy When He's Eating A Pie. You May Not Like The Results.

I just read a story on another blog about a lady in Tennesee who got threatened by a cop for letting her kid ride a bike to school. Just one more example of the NWO police state running amuck.
It seems that ossifur porky thinks all kids should be forced to ride busses. I think ossifur porky should have his air conditioned Crown Vicky taken away and be forced to walk a beat, like cops used to do, back when cops were cops and not stormtroopers.

This incident happened sometime last year, so I would hope that it has been resolved by now, and I hope it was resolved in favor of the mother, and not the swine.

It got me to thinking, though. (Imagine that!) I remember when my daughter was little, we had her to the doctor's for a routine checkup, on a hot summer day. She was wearing a diaper and a onezie. Some mean-tempered, nosy woman hollered at us, something to the effect of, "How dare you bring that baby out with no clothes on!" And my reply was, "Why don't you mind your business?!" We thought nothing more of it, until a few days later, when CYS (Children & Youth Services) came knocking on our door. My wife invited them in, and they proceeded to stick their noses into our business, open cabinet doors, walk thru every room, etc. I asked them what the hell they thought they were doing, and they said that they had gotten a report of alleged "neglect" and were investigating. I asked them the name of the acuser, and they said they couldn't give out that information. I said, "Well, you can obviously see that we take good care of her, so whoever called you was lying. I'd appreciate it if you would leave now." And ushered them out of the house. They said they would return for a follow-up in two weeks. When they returned two weeks later, we went out onto the porch and told them to go away and not come back. We did not let them inside the second time. That's how you deal with the government, very curt, direct, and to the point. "Leave me alone, get the fuck off my property, and don't come back." Period.

The government has gotten way out of control. We need to start standing up for ourselves and fighting back. Rights are not granted by governments, rights are our rights by birth. Governments have no business depriving us of them. The "Patriot Act" is one of the most un-patriotic pieces of totalitarian shit ever designed. It harks back images of Soviet Russia under Joseph Stalin. Don't bend over and offer them the anal lube, stand up, man up, spit in their faces, and tell them to fuck off.