Wednesday, 9 April 2014

DEMOCRATIC COOKIE IN CONTROL? DEMOCRATIC CONTROL COOKIES? DEMONIC COOKIES CONTROL? THE COOKIE MONSTER USES CONTROL? THAT IS THE CONTROL QUESTION THAT NEED CIA AND NSA COOKIES ....AND NRA AND TEA PARTY COOKIES IT'S A FREE COUNTRY NOT A COOKIE FREE COUNTRY BUT A FRISBEE COUNTRY NONETHELESS OR NONE ALIVE TELL MY LESS? SOMETHING LIKE THIS LIKE THERE ....OVER THERE OVER THERE THE CONTROL COOKIES ARE COMING ,,,,,THE COOKIES ARE COMING THE COOKIES ARE COMMIES?


Democratic Error with this control cookie
In an ideal colourless economic democracy where one poor, black or white one vote.... actually does not holds a major impact in democratic life, because poor people have poor education and poor judgement or inability to judge Dredd ideas and economic ideologies of dread or not and economic issues that would be a big problem for democracy in the XXI th century fox. But we do not live in the real waterworld, but in a virtual one not an ideal world to survive in the long run, and in the long run, let's say twenty years... the further away you move from the ideal of democracy
the less rational the virtual democracy becomes.
You're in the United States, have some non democratic moments and the party allegiance in 1850-1880's and 1898-1914- 1919 or 1932-1945 have becoming emotional processes (emotional political and economic processes i should say) like the Obama or the Bush son or father election's or the Reagan's against Carter
And of course the CIA FBI manipulation of elections in this foreign or domestic political candidates or those working directly for the economic~political conglomerates or manipulating those weak links buying their allegiance, there's a pot of drugs at the end of the american rainbow.Iran -Contras ....und so weiter

The issues are unimportant, being merely emotional control cookie's or control touchstones for uninformed voters and in this democratic fail who votes? Doctor Who votes?

Monday, 24 March 2014

IT'S SLAVERY FOR FREE STUPID, AND NOW WITH A FREE CREDIT CARD - A MUTANT POEM BY A PISTORUM GLUTEN FREE

The land, thinly populated and producing in wasteful. haphazard
way enormous surpluses of every kind, is deemed by its owners,
a mere handful of men, unable to accommodate not only the starving millions of Europe but our own starving hordes. 

A country which makes itself ridiculous by sending out 
armed missionaries and missionary drones
to the most remote parts of the globe 
asking for pennies of the poor
in order to maintain the Christian work of deluded devils 
who no more represent Christ than I do the Pope, 
and yet unable through its churches and missions at home
 to rescue the weak and defeated, the miserable 
and the oppressed. 
The hospitals, the insane asylums,
the prisons filled to overflowing.
 Counties, some of them big as a
European country, practically uninhabited, 
owned by an intangible
corporation whose tentacles reach everywhere and whose responsibilities nobody can formulate or clarify. 
A man seated in a comfortable
chair in New York, Chicago or San Francisco, a man surrounded
by every luxury and yet paralyzed with fear and anxiety,
controls the lives and destinies of thousands of men and women
whom he has never seen, whom he never wishes to see and whose
fate he is thoroughly uninterested in.
This is what is called progress in the year 1941 in these United
States of America. Since I am not of Indian, Negro or Mexican
descent I do not derive any vengeful joy in delineating this picture
of the white man's civilization. I am a descendant of two men who
ran away from their native land because they did not wish to become soldiers.
 My descendants, ironically enough, will no longer be
able to escape that duty: the whole white world has at last been
turned into an armed camp.
 Ohio has given the country more Presidents
than any other State in the Union. 
Presidents like McKinley, Hayes,
Garfield) Grant. Harding-weak, characterless men. 
It has also given
us writers like Sherwood Anderson and Kenneth Patchen, 
the one looking for poetry everywhere and the other driven almost mad by the evil and ugliness everywhere. 
The one walks the streets at night
in solitude and tells us of the imaginary life going on behind closed
doors;
 the other is so stricken with pain and chagrin by what he
sees that he Ie-creates the cosmos in terms of blood and tears. stands it upside down and walks out on it in loathing and disgust.
 I am glad I had the chance to see these Ohio towns, this 
Mahoning River which looks as if the poisonous bile of all humanity had: poured into it, though in truth it may contain nothing more evil
than the chemicals and waste products of the mills and factories.
I am glad I had the chance to see the color of the earth here in

winter~ a color not of age and death but of disease and sorrow. Glad I could take in the rhinoceros-skinned banks that rise from the
river's edge and in the pale light of a wintry afternoon reflect the
lunacy of a planet given over to rivalry and hatred. 
Glad I caught a glimpse of those slag heaps which look like the accumulated droppings of sickly prehistoric monsters which passed in the night.
 It helps me to understand the black and monstrous poetry which the younger man distils in order to preserve his sanity;
 helps me to understand why the older writer had to pretend madness in order
to escape the prison which he found himself in when he was working in the paint factory.
 It helps me to understand how proSperity built
on this plane of life can make Ohio the mother of presidents and
the persecutor of men of genius.
'The saddest sight of all is the automobiles parked outside the
mills and factories. The automobile stands out in my mind as the
very symbol of falsity and illusion. There they are, thousands upon
thousands of them, in such profusion that it would seem as if no
man were too poor to own one. In Europe, Asia, Mrica the toiling

masses of humanity look with watery eyes towards this Paradise
where the worker rides to work in his own car.
 What a magnificent world of opportunity it must be,
 they think to themselves. (At least we like to think that 
they think that way) 
They never ask what one must do to have this great boon. 
They don't realize that when the American worker steps out 
of his shining tin chariot he delivers himself body and soul to the most stultifying labor a man can perform.
 They have NO idea that it is possible, even when
one works under the best possible conditions, to forfeit all rights
as a human being. 
They don't know that the best possible conditions
(in American lingo) mean the biggest profits for the boss,
the utmost servitude for the worker, the greatest confusion and disillusionment for the public in general.
 They see a beautiful, shining
car which purrs like a cat they see endless concrete roads so smooth
and flawless that the driver has difficulty keeping awake; they see
cinemas which look like palaces; they see department stores with
mannikins dressed like princesses. 
They see the glitter and paint, the baubles, the gadgets, 
the luxuries; they don't see the bitterness in the heart, 
tile skepticism, the cynicism, the emptiness, the sterility, 
the despair, the hopelessness which is eating up the American worker. 
They don't want to see this-they are fun of misery
themselves. 
They want a way out: they want the lethal comforts.
conveniences, luxuries. And they follow in our footsteps-blindly,
heedlessly, recklessly.

Tuesday, 4 March 2014

THE TRUE LOOP OF FAITH IN FIVE QUANTUM LEAPS OR LIPS ÇA DEPENDS FROM THE OBSERVER - 7,000,000,000 PEOPLE WITH ONE COIN OF GOLD EACH AND THIRTY PIECES OF SILVER.....EM CADA HOMME UN CHRISTUS IN EACH PIECE OF SILVER A LEAD BULLET FROM CRIME IA...A CRIME IN CRIMSON OR IN CRIME AN...

Government LEAD OR HAVE FEAT OF LEAD PLUMBUM LEAD THE WAY  spending is out of control and, while most say they want spending cuts, people oppose cuts that impact them. Among those who get government money, there’s practically an unspoken, unbreakable pact to keep the money coming. But when I say that the national debt cannot be paid off, it’s not a political forecast; it’s a statement on the flawed nature of the dollar.
Astute observers call the dollar a fiat currency. Fiat means force. It’s true that we’re forced to use the dollar (e.g. by taxes on gold IN LEAD IN SILVER IN COPPER IN BILLIOMAIRES) but the dollar is also irredeemable
There’s no way to cash it in. 
The dollar is credit that is never repaid. THE GOLDEN SHARES YES FOREVER AND EVER
Today’s dollar is a dishonored promise.
This was not always true. Before 1933, the dollar represented an obligation to pay 1/20 ounce of gold. People could deposit gold and get paper notes in receipt. Those notes circulated, and any bearer could redeem them for gold. Back then, $20 was not the gold price. It was the legal rate at which gold was deposited and redeemed.
In 1971, President Nixon changed the monetary system with the stroke of his pen, making the Fed no longer obligated to redeem dollars for gold. The consequences of using debt as if it were money were soon clear. Rising debt became a more serious problem than rising prices.
To understand debt, credit and the importance of redemption, consider Joe borrowing sugar from neighbor Sue. To pay Sue back, Joe goes to the store, buys sugar and hands it to Sue. Not only is Sue repaid; the debt goes out of existence—it isextinguished. Borrowing money used to be like borrowing sugar. The repayment of debt in gold-backed dollars settled the loan and wiped the debt clean.
Not anymore, since Nixon detached the dollar from gold. By making people pay with paper-only dollars, each debt is transferred, not cleared.
Suppose Sue owed Joe $1,000, then hands Joe ten $100 bills. Sue gets out of the debt loop. But now the Fed owes Joe the $1,000. What does Joe do? He deposits his cash in a bank. Now the bank owes Joe money, while the Fed owes the bank. What does the bank do? It buys a Treasury bond. Now the Treasury owes the bank. And so on.
By Nixon’s design, the system omits a crucial feature. The extinguisher of debt, gold, is not allowed to do its job. Debt can only be transferred from one party to another. It’s like a lump being pushed around under a rug. With no means of final payment, that lump is never put in the trash. Debt is never extinguished.
In fact, the debt must increase, because the interest is constantly accruing. Interest is added to the debt, as it can’t be paid off either. Total debt must grow by at least the interest. Debt actually increases faster than that, because the government craves what now passes for growth.
The rate of debt increase is proportional to the debt itself. It is not a fixed dollar amount, such as $100 billion a year. It is instead a percent of total debt. Mathematics has a term for this type of growth: an exponential function.
Exponential growth is not sustainable, according to credible scientists. ONLY WITH EXTRA WORLDS 
Mainstream economists ignore this fact in the hope that that somehow growth can outpace debt, one year a time.
But exponentially rising debt is not sustainable because the capacity to service the debt is finite. Without a means of extinguishing debt, servicing is merely borrowing new money to pay off old debts. This is the equivalent of taking out a home equity loan to get money to pay the mortgage.
The U.S. debt is putting us in danger of economic catastrophe. Like Greece, which found no more buyers for their bonds, the U.S. relies on selling new bonds to pay interest and principal when due. The difference is that the whole world bids on U.S. Treasury bonds, for now. But eventually, market participants will realize that the American debt cannot be paid off.

China? A Wealth Confiscation Shock Wave?

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In Part II of this two part series John & Gord continue on their around the globe review in assessing what is most likely to blow up first. The problems in China dominates the discussion as does what can only be described as a Wealth Confiscation Shock Wave.


China?

The Shadow Banking which was central to the 2008 Financial Crisis is now orders of magnitude larger in China with even less regulatory oversight.
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As a consequence Non Performing Loans (NPL) are now skyrocketing.
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Saturday, 1 March 2014

THE PUBLIC BEHAVIOR OF MESSIAS THAT TRY TO STOP THE REVOLUTIONARY FORCES OF DEMOGRAPHY POPULATION THEORIES AND DOCTRINES ALWAYS FALL TO IMORAL REALITY

De Officiis (On Duties or On Obligations) is an essay by Marcus Tullius Cicero divided into three books, in which Cicero expounds his conception of the best way to live, behave, and observe moral obligations.
De Officiis was written in October–November 44 BC, in under four weeks. This was Cicero’s last year alive, and he was 62 years of age. Cicero was at this time still active in politics, trying to stop revolutionary forces from taking control of the Roman Republic. Despite his efforts, the republican system failed to revive even upon the assassination of Caesar, and Cicero was himself assassinated shortly thereafter.
The essay was written in the form of a letter to his son with the same name, who studied philosophy in Athens. Judging from its form, it is nonetheless likely that Cicero wrote with a broader audience in mind. The essay was published posthumously.
De Officiis has been characterized as an attempt to define ideals of public behavior.

 It criticizes the recently overthrown dictator Julius Caesar in several places, and his dictatorship as a whole.

Although Cicero was influenced by the Academic, Peripatetic, and Stoic schools of Greek philosophy, this work shows the influence of the Stoic philosopher Panaetius. The essay discusses what is honorable (Book I), what is expedient or to one’s advantage (Book II), and what to do when the honorable and expedient conflict (Book III). Cicero says they are the same and that they only appear to be in conflict. In Book III, Cicero expresses his own ideas. Michael Grant tells us that “Cicero himself seems to have regarded this treatise as his spiritual testament and masterpiece.”
Cicero claims that the absence of political rights corrupts moral virtues. Cicero also speaks of a natural law that is said to govern both humans and gods alike.
Cicero urged his son Marcus to follow nature and wisdom, as well as politics, and warned against pleasure and indolence. Cicero’s essay relies heavily on anecdotes, much more than his other works, and is written in a more leisurely and less formal style than his other writings, perhaps because he wrote it hastily. Like the satires of Juvenal, Cicero’s De Officiis refers frequently to current events of his time.
The work’s legacy is profound. Although not a Christian work, St. Ambrose in 390 declared it legitimate for the Church to use (along with everything else Cicero, and the equally popular Roman philosopher Seneca, had written). It became the moral authority during the Middle Ages. Of the Church Fathers, Saint Augustine, St. Jerome and even more so St. Thomas Aquinas, are known to have been familiar with it. Illustrating its importance, some 700 handwritten copies remain extant in libraries around the world dating back to before the invention of the printing press. Only the Latin grammarian Priscian is better attested to with such handwritten copies, with some 900 remaining extant. Following the invention of the printing press, De Officiis was the second book to be printed—second only to the Gutenberg Bible.
Petrarch, the father of humanism and a leader in the revival of Classical learning, championed Cicero. Several of his works build upon the precepts of De officiis. The Catholic humanist, Erasmus, published his own edition in Paris in 1501. His enthusiasm for this moral treatise is expressed in many works. The German humanist, Philip Melanchthon established De officiis in Lutheran humanist schools.
T. W. Baldwin said that “in Shakespeare’s day De Officiis was the pinnacle of moral philosophy”.Sir Thomas Elyot, in his popular Governour (1531), lists three essential texts for bringing up young gentlemen: Plato’s Works, Aristotle’s Ethics, and De Officiis.
In the 17th century it was a standard text at English schools (Westminster and Eton) and universities (Cambridge and Oxford). It was extensively discussed by Grotius and Pufendorf.Hugo Grotius drew heavily on De officiis in his major work, On the Law of War and Peace. It influenced Robert Sanderson and John Locke.
In the 18th century, Voltaire said of De Officiis “No one will ever write anything more wise”.Frederick the Great thought so highly of the book that he asked the scholar Christian Garve to do a new translation of it, even though there had been already two German translations since 1756. Garve’s project resulted in 880 additional pages of commentary.
It continues to be one of the most popular of Cicero’s works because of its style, and because of its depiction of Roman political life under the Republic.
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..and brave he surely cannot possibly be that counts pain the supreme evil, nor temperate he that holds pleasure to be the supreme good. (No man can be brave who thinks pain the greatest evil; nor temperate, who considers pleasure the highest good.) (Latin: fortis vero dolorem summum malum iudicans aut temperans voluptatem summum bonum statuens esse certe nullo modo potest) (I, 5)
We are not born, we do not live for ourselves alone; our country, our friends, have a share in us. (We are not born for ourselves alone.) (Latin: non nobis solum nati sumus ortusque nostri partem patria vindicat, partem amici) (I, 22)
Let us remember that justice must be observed even to the lowest. (Latin: Meminerimus autem etiam adversus infimos iustitiam esse servandam) (I, 41)
Let arms yield to the toga, the laurel defer to praise. (Latin: cedant arma togae concedat laurea laudi) (I, 77)
It is the function of justice not to do wrong to one’s fellow-men; of considerateness, not to wound their feelings; and in this the essence of propriety is best seen. (Justice consists in doing no injury to men; decency in giving them no offense.) (Latin: Iustitiae partes sunt non violare homines, verecundiae non offendere, in quo maxime vis perspicitur decori) (I, 99)
Is anyone unaware that Fortune plays a major role in both success and failure? (Latin: Magnam vim esse in fortuna in utramque partem, vel secundas ad res vel adversas, quis ignorat?) (II, 19)
Of evils choose the least. (Latin: Primum, minima de malis.) (III, 102)
Time heals all wounds. (Latin: Diem adimere aegritudinem hominibus.) (I, 30)

Friday, 14 February 2014

LETTERS TO THE FUTURE THAT HAD ALREADY ENDED BEFORE ANYONE REALIZED IT .....A BURN OUT FUTURE LIKE THE TEN YEARS OF FACEBOOK

 Letters to a Future Tense

“In 1917 Olaf Stapledon published “Letters to the Future,” addressed to his great grandson in the year 1999.

“To my Great Grandson in early manhood. Sir,

If ever you come upon this letter, forgive its preglacial dialect, and have patience to spell out its meaning. How gladly would I address you in whatever speech lives in your ears! The thoughts which follow must, I know, reach you only as dead and fragile specimens; but today they live. They flit among us dazzlingly and elusively, and we fight about them; for some of us fear them as the plague and would exterminate them, while others prize them as the light of our world...

In some such vein as this might I preach you as good a half-truth as ever became a slogan. But it is only half the truth. And moreover preaching won’t go down with one’s relatives. So I will make a plain tale of my faith, and temper it with many queries. For obviously we who believe may be mistaken. You perhaps will have already exposed our error and set our altar in your museum. Indeed even today certain clever young persons are trying to budge it. They think, I suppose, that because so many goods have gone bad on our hands goodness itself must be illusory. Well, they may prove right in the end; but meanwhile we find some amusement in watching them apparently tugging in vain at the rock face. Whether they are right or wrong they have not yet convinced us. We still believe, and must act on our belief. Folly is less shameful than disloyalty.

But it may well seem inappropriate that I, whose career has been a texture of good luck and bad management, should undertake to be the spokesman of an age which, whatever its failings, has not been inarticulate. I speak, however, as kinsman to kinsman, hoping that something of the family mannerism may render me intelligible to you when our more public voices have already become archaic. Further it is just possible that my very obscurity may fit me to speak more faithfully for my period than any of its great unique personalities.

But how can I write cogently to one with whom I am not even acquainted? Are you rich with the culture of your age, or are you a boor or a philistine? Are you curious about the nature of things, or content to see no further than your own food and the curves of woman? I cannot know; but I shall presume that you have the broad interests that are not uncommon in our family, and (like the rest of us) a certain capacity of reasoning. If you have not, it is to be hoped that you will at least have the sense to hand this letter, and those which follow, to someone of intelligence,—if there be any such alive in your day.

For in ours it is impossible to be sure that the human mind is not destroying itself. We seem to ourselves to be in a unique crisis of this planet’s history, a crisis which may soon end, or may, we suspect, drag on even far beyond the lives of your remote descendants. We are accustomed to describe man’s present plight thus. His knowledge and power have lately increased extravagantly. His mind is embracing regions hitherto unguessed; and he can give effect to his will as never before. But these wide and deep discoveries, which should enlighten him as to what is truly desirable, do not in general have any influence on his choice of ends. He is ruled almost entirely by his animal and ancestral nature. He behaves very seldom in the manner that is uniquely human. Quite rightly he seeks the fulfillment of bodily and personal needs; and he even knows how to subordinate these to ends deemed more important; but his remoter ends are not as a rule chosen rationally, and are seldom objectively valid. He can transcend his private needs only for outworn or mistaken ideals imposed by ancestral taboos. For these alone are backed up by the forces of habit and public opinion.

Few of us today have seen what man is and what he might become. And of these, fewer see the starry universe as anything more than the stage of man’s drama. Even when we glimpse the things that are better than food and sex and applause, and better than all the virtues, we cannot long act in conformity with our vision. Very soon we succumb to the old cravings or the old sightless conscience. And so the great power that we are acquiring issues in disaster. And no one knows what will become of his own children in the stupid riot.

There seem to us three possibilities with regard to the world in your time. Either the interest of the mass of men and women will have definitely passed beyond the puerile ends which infect us, and a new epoch will be dawning in the life of this planet; or, like us, you will continue to be at heart no more than anthropoid. The latter is the more probable alternative. And if this is the case, either civilization will still be hanging by a thread, or it will be already shattered.

I may then be addressing one whose society will have crashed into a second barbarism before ever it has achieved true civilization, one who may perhaps regard us (if he knows of us at all) with the misunderstanding adulation so often lavished on a more intelligent past. Or I may be exposing myself to one who will really be of a finer mentality than has yet been achieved on this planet, and to an age that has at last won through to some agreed certainty of belief and some unquestionable judgment as to the good, and to full sanity of will. Or again you, like us, may be more than animal yet not fully human, seeing fitfully the good, but unable to serve it with any constancy. Such I expect will be your state; though if you have not actually crashed you must surely have outgrown some of our follies. Sanity of thought and sanity of will may not be quite so rare with you as with us. Persons of common intelligence will perhaps be less entangled in the maze of superstitions from which none of us today can entirely escape.

If you have outstripped us even thus far you will scarcely be able to conceive our mental confusion. For today every hoax finds some believer, and every truth is obscured by a fog of argument. While some pathetically dress up old idols in modern clothes, others are naively disillusioned because they have ransacked the universe in vain for a trace of God. Yet all the while (if I mistake not) in the streets and the farms, and indeed in every span of every man’s experience, something cries out for our admiration and our help, something better than any idol, something lovelier than the God of our fathers.

It is about this something that I must speak to you, lest your apprehension of it should through some misfortune happen to be more uncertain even than my own. But if, when you read these letters, you find that you have already passed beyond their range of thought, perhaps they will at least interest you historically; and perhaps you will forgive my importunity. However remote we may be from each other in time and in mentality, we are kin, and our two worlds are one. We, and all men, however gravely we conflict, are engaged on the same enterprise. In my language the goal of that enterprise may be called the fulfillment of the world’s capacity; but if this sounds barbarous to you, call it what you will, so long as you recognize in me a fellow-worker, though far-removed.”

Friday, 17 January 2014

THE SACRED ART OF STEALING - PART IV - OR IV TRANSFUSION PARTY - THE PARTY POOPERS BUT NOT PARTY PAUPERS MORE POT POURRI PARTIES REPUBLICAN YES WE CAN MADE

The Political Sacred Art of Good Sense Stealing For Stealing the Poor Morons that we are Morons R'US INCORPORATED OR XXX RATED IS THE SAME Lame Frame
well this demented art uses a blend of white or black humour, strong language, computer yes we can violence and references to literary and artistic works such as Waiting for Dom Sebastião by Bandarra
Con Plot summary
The plot of The Sacred Art of Political Stealing is simplex by Socrates and by Dos Passos de Coelho à Socrates  tells the story of Political null People Null Nill Nihil People, a witty and vain people that are demi intellectual and art-loving, who is being loosing the Political Wise Guys Way and are stealing without science 
doing the  last major job stealing Democracy....
As a warm up to their main heist. by banking the debt in poor people (Poor is from 1 dollar per day to 100 dollars ça depends dixit Soares . because they are workers like Américo Amorim a American yes we can  that is poor with thousand eurros per second....
the Mason's that have loggia of such art,  use unorthodox methods such as firing itching powder at Poor People. firing good i-dei-as and good i-deo-loggias carrying fake slogan's, staging political plays and drawing political works of art for their hostages that they steal silly  but not stab silly because the SACRED ART OF STEALING says :keep casualties to a minimum.
During this Political robbery the old crime bosses say this new kids don't have the same finesse of old times they are under-appreciated by the old bosses.that made this boys
Souares says ; my boys are not good no meu tempo é quera bom olha o palma inácio ou era o palma carlos já nem me lembro quem palmou o banco de portugal ó salazar esse grande gatuno....