very strange 'net lag the past two days.... maybe the isp thing nick and i are worried about was getting put into place?
wasn't really lag though - signal was good noise was tolerable.... VERY little connectabilty!

it embarrasses the shit outta me to not get on here - true, i wander around sometimes and leave the keyboard, but having a tool like the internet stick it's middle finger up at you.... dude, that NOT cool.

a few things are deadly clear: we've had a stable Earth too long; we've had an unstable government for too long; since the Dark Ages, there are at least 2 or 3 secret groups that are still controlling the very fate of man; now that the last Bilderberg meeting is over with, signs that their agenda is moving forward are blatantly clear.

personally, I think the people who control the Feds are going to demand a 'false flag attack' on July 4th.... probably New York, probably made to look like a terrorist nuclear strike. Why? Control.

Nick's right in his last post. If those ancient assholes control the United States, than they can do whatever they like, and it's up to the brow-beaten American to stop them, before we lose ALL OUR FREEDOM.

All we have to do is say 'NO' one time more than they say 'YES'.

Largely unfiltered news

A seemingly legit internet newspaper

An old organization the right hates

An old magazine the left hates

I didn't read this yet, but, ho-ho-ho, ain't that rich!! Now that they're on top, they want to dictate National Policy? Google makes money from every website on Earth by it's "products"... NG uses it among many, many others. Google wants you unarmed?

And one more for the 4th of July. Not a big fan of Alex Jones, but the truth attends to itself :(

After the last heavy rain, we had a on-the-line transformer blow-up and get replaced, since then, WiFi from a bit over 500 feet just isn't working. I'm using a 1 yard square of aluminum foil (taken from my hat) ever so gently angled against the back of my laptop's dead monitor. If the power usage during the day continues to stop the signal, I may have to buy a wireless N USB thing to achieve a better connection. I grew up with dial-up, but this shit is ridiculous!!

I'm too lazy (and in constant pain) to put up the links, but eventually, a solar flare big enough, is going to fry all delicate electronics. It's only a matter of time before we get cooked... say 4 or 5 years from now. By then, the EM field of Earth will largely be down, and the peak of solar activity will make a deadly mix.

The more I consider the big picture, the more I realize the biggest power-brokers on this planet are the same people from many centuries ago. Those who control religion and money are the ones plotting our destruction as a race. Why? Fewer people are easier to control, especially in the wake of planet wide incidents, where truth belongs to the bullshit artist(s) who works for the New Word Order.

Also, one of my favorite PS1 games Tenchu! Never owned the game or a Playstation 1, but damn, that game and its zipline and tactics......

Enough talk. Watch Blackie bounce, courtesy of an NG OG of renown.
6/23/12 - Past day and a half I couldn't get online, due to variables I can't perceive >:( The connection I have is so unreliable, even if it did work all the time, I don't think I'd have the time to keep up with everyone, like I'd want to.

I miss you guys!!

We can all point and laugh at Viper50's picture suggestion. I never owned one of those... too small and bony for a good pet. Also, sometimes I've been fooled into being a guinea pig; half in public school and half in personal and work life. I'm glad I saw all the data mining and culling stuff for what it was when I was a kid. But some of the mind numbing stuff from school, or from the TV afterward (I blame the TV), made me screw up more after finishing school. You really gotta know who you are, or you can be tricked into much.

The beginning of June of 2012 concluded the Bilderberg Conference, a meeting of the world's most powerful people. By law (the Logan Act), our elected officials are not allowed to attend secret meetings with foreign nationals. This is the most glaring sign of lawlessness our government can show. And now the attendees of this conference are at home, and are now implementing their plans. Expect shock and change.

Illisa's pig may be found here.

So the insurance company is either draggin it's feet in approving my steroid injections or it's done helping me, short of a lawsuit. If I were them and saw the bill for a known quack visit.... can't blame them really. Had I dug afew pages deeper in a google search, I might've known. My lower disk is completely blown out and hurts like a mother fucker... the two discs above that are outta shape too.

So, as expected, all the numbers Wall Street is so famous for reacting to, are bad. And will continue to be bad for a good long while. What do these people expect? Charging credit card usury percentages on entire nations, just hoping for the gravy train to roll in? These sick fuckers (bankers) have already got all our money, and now they want everyone but them to take the fall.

How do you feel about starting over? Example: moving a few hundred miles away, different job, maybe a name change (maybe a face and fingerprint change), no friends or family to bail you out.... maybe even a new language to deal with. Some people do it for their sanity, others for opportunity and still others to escape war, famine and strife. 80% of the world's population live and die within 30 miles of where they were born (data from the late 20th century). If things got real bad, would you risk leaving everything you've ever known?

Picture from Love The Beast, a documentary of Eric Bana's Ford Falcon coupe, which he's had since 16 or so... it got killed a few years ago in the Targa (a Tasmanian rally race that's over a century old) - he vows to mend it.

I'm supposed to get knocked out this Friday to get injections of anabolic steroids to my neck, but I'm going to delay it till Monday (hopefully). Not scared, but I think my Pop's dialysis is going to be a real bitch that day. I don't like the roid rage I got last time, so I'll have to really take it easy, or else the mad-drops will spread faster than intended, then I won't be able to sleep.

It's a shame we won't be able to use bottle caps like in the Fallout game series for currency. Whether we want to or not, the money we have in our pockets now, are but playthings to the bankers, foreign holders of our debt and the folks who love to make money on other peoples misery.

I'll fill in more later; I got weeds to up-turn (kill) and a ground-hog in a trap (kill) set by my cousin who happens to be missing today. Also fence mending (literally), mailbox pre-treating and cat clean-up. This muppet of a kitten gets spooked so damn easy....gonna haveta put a rock in the kibble dish - I'm sick of feeding the slugs, who are starting to look like the things from Slither (the movie).

So they gave me this "pill", so I can more easily move around. But the bottle says, "Take at bedtime". I don't sleepwalk, but what the hell. The pill also make you drowsy as fuck, and since my old man likes to make inhuman noises and blast the TV while wake or asleep, shit, even better. I stop taking the pill for two days, and lo and behold, here I am taking one at 8 in the morning, a few hours before I usually give up on unconsciousness. A back spasm in a place I never had one before, wakes me up from a dream that mimics what's waking me up.

The same thing seems to be happening with the Euro, and the tethered to problem of money in general. Those who keep the money for the people and their governments, has been asking for a prescription for what "ails" them, which is more money.... spoken like a true addict. Problem is, our country is run by a bank... the Federal Reserve, which isn't controlled by anyone in government! It's a private bank that lends money to other banks, sets lending rates and prints money.... all without government oversight, whatsoever.

It's the biggest sham in human history, and their manipulation of our leaders has made it unstoppable (eg: Reagan, Bush I and II, Clinton, Obama). Once the banks fail to back our planet's paper currency, they will employ computers to make us their slaves. How? When hyper-inflation kicks in, you'll need a suitcase full of bills just to go shopping. Our depressed nation/states won't want to print any more paper, 'cause it's expensive and too easily to counterfeit.

The Bible warns us that no man or woman will be able to buy, sell or trade without the mark of the beast, which is probably going to be a credit card of some kind, to replace those worthless paper bills.

They say that money is debt... debt our nation/states have to pay. With all our governments sucked dry, we will be in debt to them for a very long time. We will all be indentured servants to our leaders thanks to the manipulation of the banks. They are just one move from checkmate, and that time is just about here.

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This is my zero tolerance post.
If you can't say something in one comment, then DON'T SAY ANYTHING.
I don't mind one sentence conversations, but this foolish, childish mess has to stop!

My own private life is RIFE with clutter, piles and no place to walk or set things down. Everything has its place, and it should be put there. I know there are one or two of you out there that know EXACTLY what I'm talking about!

I blew up a few minutes ago, and I make NO EXCUSE for my violent behavior. My father's house and property can easily be a premiere episode of "Hoarders". I don't own a TV anymore since those FUCKERS in Washington decided to change the bandwidth rules, so I don't know if there is such a show. WHY DON"T THEY HELP THESE PEOPLE?! Fucking ratings and ad revenue, I'm sure.

I had to move into my father's house after my mother died. I lost my job, my home and 30 pounds of muscle trying to stay warm. I had NOTHING to eat, while privately contracted union assholes, did their best to fuck me over. In living with my father, I lost all my pride and self respect.... ALL the things I earned since leaving that bullshit institution known as the public school system, are NOW GONE.

If you have any sense of honor, please treat my post with respect. If you can't respect my intentions, then respect the years I've toiled, bled and suffered on this Earth; who I am and what I've said and done here.

I just need something I can keep track of, OKAY?

I don't believe everything this video has to say, but it's pretty neat to look at, and should run smoothly on your equipment.

[A nice suspicious subject line, ehhhhh?] The older you get, the hotter the flame.

The shorter candle lasts half as long, but twice as bright. You kids ain't seen nothin' yet.

I been around twice as long as many Newgrounders here, and my light is shining brighter than ever.

However, what is this? ...problems ahead? "What's that Lassie? You say Timmy fell well down the well and can't get out?" [I wish young people would learn how to read between the lines, so I do.]

"Arrf! Arrf!" The human race has just entered into a deadly game of short odds, and dire consequences for everyone. I had the second box from the top - Radio Shack Catalog, 1986

User Image: Asterix (The Masions of the Gods) and yurgenburgen's These Colors Don't Run

The start of this week sucked. Monday: an outside, airborne pathogen made me dizzy, feverous and vomitus. Tuesday: vision blurring; laptop monitor kaput, resorting to CRT; WI-FI connection only works when I'm a yard away from laptop, and even then it's only a little better than dial-up. Wednesday: eyesight downright blurry, contacts removed, resorting to 25 y/o corrective specs. Thursday: eyesight slowly improving, glasses hurt and won't stay on faec, complicating farm work. Friday: Still can't use contacts, but I did get an okay for an MRI IF I clear it with one of two technomafias.. I mean lab groups, or something. Still no V Day card or anything fun yet. I couldn't get into the neighbor's basement (after I cleared the gutter and picked up all the street and kid leavings)... the tenant made a plastic barricade to keep drafts out and I didn't feel like bothering the kid to come in, as I was kinda muddy and he had just gotten home from HS, looking tired and agnsty. Saturday: Risked putting in both contacts, so I could nick my Pop's truck for a tobacco run. Some kid in a Saab had his hazards on about 50 feet from the neighbor's driveway. The driver's buddy was thinner than me but we pushed it out of the road. After doing some quick maintenance on the gutter, the kid begs for some gas. I siphoned two of our three remaining gallons. "If there were more ppl like you, the world would be a better place." Yeah well, at least he had a job to go to and college besides. I can only hope he'll return the favor when he's as down and out as I am. Eye still hurts and Pop went to a VFW deer and critter dinner and didn't invite my starving ass... maybe I won't clean up the shit stained bathroom rug he left for me this morning.

As you can see, my Father was driving about w/ out a license at an early age. Lucky, bloody him. If I tried that, I'd be pavement pizza or a Honda's hood ornament. Or the local fuzz would have a nice laugh giving me tickets for driving too slowly or not having an inspection sticker or emissions test.