Category Archives: rage against the machine

selective social

Recently posted on FB:

I post my good stuff on other super secret networks so as to try to retain the label of “plays well with others” on a local level.

crap

The arrest of Julian Assange has me all pissed off. That and a couple of other things. 🖕

two years ago this week – got community ID’s

Two years ago this week, Brian and I spent the morning at First Presbyterian in Greensboro getting our community ID’s as part of the FaithAction ID initiative.

finally, somebody cares about ME

Best scam call I have received to date. It makes me finally feel validated as I’ve been expecting the hammer to drop.

For the audio, use the google drive link below or the player at the bottom of the post.

 
 
The very second you receive this message. I want you to return the call as soon as possible as SSA has filed a lawsuit against your name the local County Sheriff are going to arrest you for for serious allegations before this matter goes to the courthouse and we freeze your bank account and suspend your social security number and get you arrested. For more information regarding this case. You can get that to us at 410-513-5354. I repeat 410-513-5354. Make sure you give us a call back before you get arrested.

 

trending albright – there’s a new book

This “trending” article popped up. The worry about fascism is real, but I have little interest in Albright or her new book. I’ve sworn off war mongers though one can learn from them.

https://www.vox.com/world/2019/2/14/18221913/fascism-warning-madeleine-albright-book-trump

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recurring dream – this time mexico access closed

I have a few dreams that have been recurring over the years. A new installment will come in every few months or years. One set of the recurring just got infused with recent events. The plot of this one is easy to guess.

In this dream, Guadalajara (Jal., MX) and Greensboro (NC, USA) are connected for me by a “passage”. On the Guadalajara side, I enter via a side street at the north end of Chapultepec near the old Aurrera store. I emerge on Market Street at Greensboro College, though sometimes it’s a block over on Friendly Ave. I can go either way. Sometimes it doesn’t work in the dream. I walk the entrance/exit points correctly yet the passage won’t open. I like the dream because I can magically get to places I like easily and on a regular basis.

The mid passage is a grassy trail, overgrown with weeds, and looking like there are lots of ticks and snakes. Sometimes children and dogs are running around. There’s a little creek midway that I can usually just hop over.

The last installment of this dream had a new wrinkle. I got the passage to open from the Greensboro side and was walking the usual trail to go to Guadalajara, but children kept running by saying, “gringo, hay problema!” (gringo, there’s a problem). I got to where I always cross the creek, but the creek had been replaced by a coil of concertina wire with a few old guys in uniforms on each side.

— They told me, “it’s closed”.
— “But I’ve been coming here for 39 years! I have friends.”
— “No exceptions at this time. You can wait just over that hill.”

I walked over the hill and was surprised to find a sports-stadium-sized crowd of humans wandering around and waiting.

What will the next installment bring? Maybe it just stops here. For now, my gig is up.

 

we all have the power

Somebody farts in Russia causing rampant discord in US society.

#flatulencedestroysdemocracies #powerofgas