Saturday, June 27, 2009

In the File Cabinet of Dirty Deeds

The Iranian revolution that never was, slipped out of the window in the dead of night, slithered through the silent streets, moving like a shadow casting itself against indifferent walls and arriving at the British Embassy, crawled through a sewer drain into the office of the ambassador and then curled up to sleep in The File Cabinet of Dirty Deeds.

The pretentious son of Reza ‘Savak’ Palavi lowered his trousers to half mast and mooned the blinded world with the neon-green handprints of Henry Kissinger on his ass.

Across town, two agents provocateur from the SAS, toasted each other for the murder of Neda Soltan. It’s all in a day’s work. It’s all in a day’s work.

Bin Laden is long dead. Mossad and the CIA did 9/11 and the same Israeli security firm was in charge of all 9/11 airports as well as at the London Tube and the Madrid Train Station on the day of the attacks. There were no weapons of mass destruction, Iran is not making a nuclear weapon and five dancing Israelis did a cabaret revue while the towers burned and then fell at the speed of free fall into their own footprints... all three of them. “Pull it!” “Pull it.” Pull my finger so I can tell you what I think and... these dancing Mossad agents were all set up and in place before any plane hit any building; Madame Cleo strikes again.

Les Visible stands acquitted of his claim that Zionist psychopaths were deep into the slave trade.

Obama proves that he can talk out of both sides of his mouth at the same time; talking bout justice and the rule of law and an extended, infinity of detention without charge for people who had nothing to do with anything but being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Obama slicks his cowlick and says, “What me worry?”

Unmanned drones massacre Pakistani civilians... a million dead Iraqis and god knows how many Afghanis, with Iran in the gun sights of the Zio-Nazi, vampire overlords, while the crocodiles in congress weep their feeding time tears about a handful of dead protestors with American money in their pockets and no one says a word about eight Basji militia men killed in the engagements.

Mousavi, the alleged ‘unknown’ who was already prime minister of Iraq and who planned the murder of American Marines is now praised by American Zio-cons and assorted Hellraiser whores for his forward thinking, democratic perspective. Hypocrisy, it’s what’s for dinner.

The Empress Shah, loaded down with jewels, extends her pinky finger out from her cup of tea and talks about her people ...who need her zombie ass returning to the land where her husband brought torture to a level unseen until recently in the U.S.A.

And the daily revelations of sex scandals and congressmen on banking committees dumping and buying stock; Arlen Specter’s millions from the health lobbies, the bailouts that went into the pockets of the people who caused the meltdown, Michael Jackson in the house, moon-walking in celebration of all the ass-backwards operations of lawbreaking lawmakers.

Israel is lining up on the Lebanese border again as the Litani River glistens in the distance of the coveted land. It is anti-Semitism to want to live when Israel wants you dead. It is anti-Semitism to occupy land that Israel wants. It is anti-Semitism for Palestinian children to keep jumping into the gun sights of the IDF. Let’s get that hate crime legislation up on the conveyor belt so that anyone who still insists upon walking on two legs and maintaining an open mind can be tossed into prison for getting in the way of The New World Disorder.

The Bankster Holiday is coming. Blow up those green condoms into festival balloons and lets redux Mr. I knew about Pearl Harbor and all I got was this lousy t-shirt. Let’s party like its 1984.

Speaking for all of the dead and dismembered; the screaming white phosphorus candles dancing the tarantella in Gaza, the tortured and tormented, the butchered and bombed, the disillusioned and despairing, the wracked and ruined and homeless beneath the bridge abutments, let me say... You vile, despicable scum; you Wolfowitzes, Rumsfields’s and Murdoch’s... Rockefellers and Rothschild’s... the bankers, politicians and lawyers, dressed up in their neoprene, Waffen S.S. outfits on their way to that Berlin leather bar in the sky... your day is going to come. Your day is at hand.

One can neither define nor understand you. Poised with your bloody fountain pens, you sign your own death warrants with the blood of your victims. The axis of evil; Israel, the United States and Great Britain, as your population does the horizontal hula with a Brittany Spears blowup doll you turn gold into shit with your reverse alchemy. You are weaving the hangman’s rope with your every word and deed. You are parading yourself before the eyes of the world and you’re proud of it. You are insane and your day is going to come.

There is no hyperbole or superlative that can accurately describe what is occurring now. It would seem that the fabric of reality must surely part in the face of the spectacle of our times. There is no up and down. There is no right and wrong. There are no maps and no instructions. Black is the new white. Death is the new life. Halloween is now a year long event. Out of the sewers and storm drains of Hell, these creatures have emerged and everything they touch turns to shit.

What can they be thinking? What do they tell themselves? Here are the privileged few in their custom suits with their elite educations, chauffeured cars and private planes. Dining with crystal and silver, speaking as if they were human... moving in ordinary ways as if nothing were out of the ordinary; how can they have convinced themselves that they are sane?

They laugh, they wink and nod. Bob’s their uncle. I cannot comprehend it. En masse they engage each other in processes and plans, each one more demented than the last. There are no fences and no boundaries. Stark raving lunacy cheers them from the stands. They cannot be shamed or embarrassed. You who support them, you are guilty too. You who do not speak out, who pursue the course of your own self-interest, who can allow yourself to believe that the blasted bodies of women, children and impoverished farmers are terrorists hostile to the empire... you are guilty of these murders through acquiescence to your brutal denial. J’accuse. J’accuse.

Your green revolution is an ever increasing waterfall of inflated dollars. You’re going to need wheelbarrows in place of wallets. You’re in need of gumboots to traverse the rising river of blood that your indifference and cowardice have permitted to flow. The stones and the grass beneath your feet cry out against you. You are dishonored and damned. The clock hands move, grinding away each and every minute that you ignored what took place in your name. One day those hands will stop and other hands will break up from the Earth to pull you down into your just reward.

Listen to your sneering mind as you read these words. Listen to your hollow laughter as you mock and scorn the voice of your conscience. Stop and listen to the voice in your head as you reflect upon what you have read. Ask yourself whose voice is this. Whose voice has led you to such a pass?

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Sunday, June 21, 2009

Down the Cosmic Toilet into the Fires of Hell

No... they are not going to let it go and I’m not going to waste my time making links for piss poor propaganda junkies who really think the world is as stupid as they are; most of the time they are right. However, most of the time, most of the world is not as foul, low down, double dealing ugly like them either.

I go away for twenty four hours to a solstice celebration with actual humans who can cook and make music... eat and dance the night away around an enormous bonfire to celebrate the point of the fact that there are people who can do these kinds of things and have the capacity to honor, love and regard each other as equals in the freedom of their spirit and I return to a computer monitor that shows me the work of some collection of tireless liars, frothing at the mouth for the blood of others; making shit up as they go along, doing shit and then blaming it on the people they want to invade; conquer, rob, rape and... I stand in awe of the capacity of the world to put up with and believe in it.

Follow along with me if you will. I am going to state certain incontrovertible facts and some attendant no-brainers for those who have brains. Those without them or those who have turned the purpose of their minds to the service of the slave-master butchers are offered a “Right turn, Clyde” and enjoy the fiss sanwich.

It started way back before there was a lying media to make it up. It started probably before Cain brained Abel because it is human nature. Most people are okay. They have their problems. They have their good days and bad days. Many are none too bright and many are smarter than you think. We are supposed to be human beings and I would really appreciate seeing more of that, given that there is less than there was and even more of us are now here.

People are basically okay except for the exceptions as per the psychopaths I am talking about, who make a large portion of people too dumb to think, believe that sandpaper is a shower loofah.

There were these guys at a place called PNAC who called for a new Pearl Harbor. Gee, I think one of the flight attendants on that scam was called Pearle. They set up an attack on America, coordinated and effected by Mossad and the CIA and others and blamed it on some Arabs in a cave in Afghanistan. The mountain of facts all dovetail to the same conclusions.

Then these same vampire neo-cons used this as a pretext to invade Iraq and kill a million people and displace many million more. Both of these efforts were designed to surround Iran which was their major target and they figured they might as well screw up Pakistan in the process. It’s pretty much like playing the game of Risk. Part of the reason was to take control of the world’s oil and part of it was so that Israel would have a pipeline of oil and part of it was to smash the Muslim nations and part of it was because they are a pack of ruthless sonsofbitches and probably there were a few other parts.

The drug store cowboy, retard president who preceded the rubber stamp redux, follow-up commissioned a lot of money to mess with internal Iranian affairs which has led to a lot of bogus claims by a defeated political whore whose allegiance is to an international arms dealer which has led to a an Israeli run twitter plague of disinformation concerning alleged voting irregularities by an incumbent who won by a wide margin and pretty much according to what the pre election figures said he would. This black money and black lies which has nothing to do with black people or the color black; which I favor, has... led to a lot of hoopla a la Venezuela where the same action is going on.

I make no claim that Chavez or Ahmanedijad are saints but... they are in comparison with the people who are messing with them. It’s pretty pathetic when the MSM and Zio-internet disinfo, Velveeta Cheese agents have to promote Iranian girl blogs about the torment of the Iranian people when the majority of the Iranian people do not want the Western culture’s dissipated; jaded, fucked-up, child molesting, ass-bandit, fast-food, Jesus bumper sticker, pork belly, Zio-porn Las Vegas Holocaust, force-fed into their culture.

Their oil is not your oil. Their land is not your land. There is no Israel replacing Palestine. The Litani River belongs to Lebanon. It is not the automatic property of Halloween Ashkenazi’s pretending to be the Semitic people whose land they stole. The Litani River is not the Colorado River which apparently belongs to Las Vegas along with every farmer’s water under the earth all the way to Canada. You won’t get away with it.

It embarrasses me to watch a man become president of the United States and mouth hypocritic emptiness about the behavior of other people when his own behavior is worse than the people he accuses and he does it for the love of money and power. I could walk into the White House tomorrow and in ten minutes be a better president than most of this pack of commodity brokers who parcel off the swag to the people who elected them for that purpose over the last so many decades with a few exceptions. Kennedy is dead and Carter is dishonored. There’s your clue to what happens when you fuck with the money mongers. At least those guys had some humanity.

The Iranians want to be their own people. The Palestinians want to be their own people. All of these people with their cultures and lands, beauties and aspirations want to express themselves in their own way and live, however... a certain organized gang of criminals is bent on screwing the place up for their own ends and couldn’t give a shit who they hurt on their way.

The facts are... Iran isn’t attacking anyone. Lebanon isn’t attacking anyone. Palestine isn’t attacking anyone. Afghanistan wasn’t attacking anyone. Pakistan isn’t attacking anyone. Iraq was only attacking Kuwait the first time for slant drilling into their wells and because the U.S. State Department green-lighted the incursion in a double cross gesture, set up to go after them.

It may be that none of the leaders of any of these countries are good guys but there are degrees of bad and when you want to look into the degrees of bad then Israel, America and Great Britain top the list. The time is long past for the scum of the earth to be making relentless war on people who only want to live their lives and who have the misfortune to be living somewhere that something some corporation wants is located. They have the banks and the media and the guns to take these things according to the devious ways they get up to doing it but that doesn’t mean it’s okay and it never has been. I don’t know what it takes for the leader of the most powerful nation on Earth to hypocritically lash out at another country whose election system is far less corrupt than their own about something they do as often as sit down and eat food that they stole off the plates of people who seem to exist for no other purpose than their self interest but you’re not going to sell me or anyone else, with their eyes open, on the validity of the matter.

The day is coming when you are going to get screwed by the horse you rode in on and I will watch that happen. In the meantime, spare us your pointless arguments about why you have to act like you have the right to do whatever you please and then blame it all on the people you did it to. Your days are numbered and it will be my true pleasure to watch you flush yourself down the cosmic toilet into the fires of Hell. Iran is not the problem, you are and we know it and you know and all the bullshit spin in the world doesn’t change the way it is.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Glenn Beck, Shit Golem for Zombie Nation

There are some pretty amazing shit golems moving through the underbrush and swinging through the trees these days. It’s like being in a zombie movie. Millions of them stare into their TV sets, while any number of creatures from the Black Lagoon tells outrageous and transparent lies which have been constructed to defend the official version of a whole lot of things that didn’t happen the way we were told that they did.

Among the collection of 24/7 non-stop lie factories, known as news channels, Fox News is the pre-eminent example of monsters in mufti. Among the assorted, super steroid enhanced swine at that broadcast latrine it’s a no brainer that Glen Beck is the worst of a bad lot. The demagoguery wafts off of his being like the perfume covering the unwashed bodies of 17th century English aristocrats. Beneath the perfume is something much more hideous which no perfume can mask. Giving it any of the names for a particular body waste does it no justice at all. It’s more than just body wastes. It’s death and decay. It’s the smell of a floater pulled from the river after two weeks in the water and hooked in the stomach by a poorly aimed metal gaff. It’s an unforgettable smell that attaches itself to your body and which you can taste for days afterward.

We’ve all heard about the small time shooting at Holocaustmania. That’s a wrestling venue of sorts. If you think about it, you can make quite a few connections between Holocaustmania and professional wrestling.

Isn’t life amazing? A nearly 90 year old man inexplicably turns up with a varmint rifle and starts shooting. Maybe his pellet gun was in the shop so that’s all he had. He kills someone and hits a few other people and he gets shot in the head and isn’t expected to survive. That wouldn’t be a good idea anyway would it? This way they can do the back story the way they did 9/11. It sure is interesting; this following on Obama’s speech and all the bad press Israel has been getting for being a psychopathic, genocidal murder machine.

Now the airwaves are lit up like Carnival in Rio with the chants of “anti-Semite”, “white supremacist”, "holocaust denier" and all the little catchphrases the puppeteers love so much and... what do you know? Didn’t Homeland Insecurity hit the nail on the head about militias and all that stuff the Zionist force feeders were talking about in Missouri? It’s like it had eyes.

It appears that Old Ben Gunn had himself some kind of radical web site, because that’s what they’re saying. But the WHOSIS doesn’t mention him. It mentions a Steve Reimink in Michigan! Who is Steve Reimink?

You know what this reminds me of? Remember 9/11 when everything convenient for the people who strong-armed the U.S. into launching wars against other countries just fell into place? Remember how the broadcast latrine sites knew everything and no one ever contradicted anything? This has that feel to it. I guess we should ask Mr. Cui Bono what he thinks. Of course... it is remotely possible that this is exactly what they are saying it is but that would be completely out of character for them. All they do is lie and their owners manufacture most of the shit they lie about so... if they’re not lying it doesn’t really make any sense.

Yeah... the guy is almost 90. What that means is that it’s now okay to strip search anyone, anytime, anyplace; grandmothers and even people in wheel chairs. Of course that doesn’t mean much because they are already tazering great grandmothers and people on street corners who don’t have their sweaters zipped. We are moving into the realm of Tazer Tots and electrified cribs.

Let’s get back to Glenn Beck. Glenn Beck says that this guy is a hero to the 9/11 Truth movement and that the people in the 9/11 Truth movement are dangerous terrorists who might hook up with anyone. They might even hook up with Al Qaeda if there was one.

Here’s what all this means. The 9/11 Truth movement is reaching people big time. The recent proven evidence of nano-thermite, the convention appearance of the 9/11 Architects for Truth, the increasing discussion of 9/11 as inside Job and the exposure of all the holes in the Official story well, that’s making some folks pretty uneasy and...

Glenn Beck went on to mention how someone said that 9/11 was done by the Jews, well... It was done by Mossad, The CIA and assorted; who does Mossad work for? Who is in charge of Homeland Insecurity? Who heads the committee? Who were the people in PNAC? Who are the American Neo-cons that used the bullshit 9/11 story to attack various nations? Who were those five dancing Israelis working for? Gee... didn’t Glenn say something about Muslims dancing in celebration on that video clip? He didn’t mention the Israelis. Probably the Israelis had a cabaret license.

I’m going to go out on a limb and hope I don’t interfere with the shit golems swinging through the trees and just say it. Whatever happened, it was a put up job. I don’t need much in the way of facts that I won’t be getting to convince me of that. I know it was a put up job because the broadcast latrine and the steroidal swine they work for lie all the time. If they say it then it’s a lie.

You read about the extemporaneous performance at Holocaustmania and every article mentions how packed it was and what it’s all about. Every article mentions how many people go there every year and every article has all these cute soundbytes that connect the necessary dots in this paint by the numbers scam.

I was by one of the Zombie forums last night and it’s no surprise what I found. I don’t watch Zombie movies because they’re one dimensional and don’t require certain features like acting ability or a plot. The only plots you ever encounter are the ones the zombies rise up out of. They were chattering away as if everything were part of the plot presented by the broadcast latrine and not one of the walking dead considered the possibility that there might be other features.

The people behind the promotion of this as a sensational news item, blown up far beyond its actual size and milked for every ounce of profit and distraction are on the move folks. The people who brought you 9/11 are having problems with their PR and they need some new publicity that will take the public mind off of their mass murdering, genocidal activities and light up that neon, victim halo that is such a powerful currency in the defense of dreadful behavior. There’s more truth in what I’m saying here than you are going to find anywhere in the MSM and therefore it is anti-Semitic. If it were not the truth it would not be anti-Semitic. Mr. Cui Bono is nodding his head in the corner and giving me that “peace out” thing. Let’s all send a ‘big up’ to Mr. Cui Bono.

Yes... the lizards are on the move and there’s no telling what they’ve got in the on deck circle. It’s sure to reflect badly on Iranians and anyone else who isn’t assuming the position for Mr. Strap-on. You’ll want to keep your eyes open. They’re been announcing “the Summer of Rage” for awhile now. After all, they are the one’s producing the show. They’re the ones that created the zombies. They’re the ones getting whatever good can be gotten from bad things happening to other people.

I think what we have coming up is known as a denouement and... I think it’s not going to be long before they get caught out. I just wanted to put a positive spin on what looks like more bad news for the ‘still human’ among us. Remember. Evil always destroys itself. Sometimes it takes awhile but it is going to do it. That is the nature of Evil.

Visible sings: The Sacred and The Profane by Les Visible♫ Graveyards of the Heart ♫
'Graveyards of the Heart' is track no. 3 of 13 on Visible's 2007 album
'The Sacred and The Profane'

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Friday, June 05, 2009

Twitter and Life in the Shitter

When I want an idea of what is happening in the world, I always look at the underbrush. It’s natural to look at political and economic trends. The state of religion also gives a good indication of where any culture may be headed. When the political leaders are nothing more than soulless whores, rubberstamping corporate policies and when the economy reflects the wholesale theft of the people’s industry by a handful of international thieves, you can bet there’s trouble on the way. When religion becomes a travesty upon the teachings of the founders in tandem with the aforementioned, you’re looking at a dangerous highway into darkness but... when the culture has turned into gum from a hot sidewalk on the bottom of your shoes, then there is no telling just how bad it might want to get. It’s not accidental. The key to understanding what is happening is to recognize that it is not accidental.

Enter Twitter. It’s hard to read about anything these days without some mention that some Twit has had something to say about it on Twitter. This is one more example of the general public looking at something but not into it. What does this site do? It gives you something like 144 characters to make a comment. Can’t you do this already anywhere you want to say something? Does this Twitter provide any other service or any service whatsoever that would make it useful or necessary in relation to anything that is already out there? No. All of a sudden though... right out of the blue... there is this interface for disposable and witless banality that is now lit up like Broadway on a Saturday night.

I went there exactly one time to see the interface. What it is, is internet text messaging. It’s a virtual cell-phone. What’s more interesting is what people are saying about it (see the following comments). When you’ve got something that’s composed of high fructose, spun through forced hot air turbines into wall board insulation, you’ve got Twitter. I’ve seen one functioning value which Twitter provides. Twitter allows you to determine the useful value of any person in your life simply by discovering whether they use it or not.

The hype is mind boggling. However, if you look at the undergrowth of real human opinion you find something very different from the left-handed skyhooks and ubiquitous hoopla... something very different indeed. Type in Twitter is in Google and look at the drop down menu. People are not as stupid as we are led to believe. Our being led to believe that people are increasingly more stupid than we ever imagined is a calculated presentation that can only have something truly dark and dangerous in mind. It’s an automatic jump from Twitter to Twits.

I have never seen anything like the Twitter epidemic. Look at how many times it now appears in any article in the MSM. It generates no real income yet it is benefiting from free publicity like no other item of the type has ever received before. There’s more to what’s going on here than what meets the eye. Given that there is nothing going on with Twitter at all makes it very, very strange.

These days, when I drive through towns it is impossible not to note a particular phenomenon. At any hour of the day, on any street where I may be driving, every pre-teen and teenage girl is tapping away on a cellphone; teenage boys as well but less often. The amount of people at all ages who are using cellphones at any time... in their cars, on the street, no doubt on the toilet as well is pandemic. And what were they doing before they were doing this? I especially like it when they are vigorously bouncing their crossed leg over the one below while so engaged.

It’s all in the underbrush. You can see the industrial green shoots of coming permutations pushing up through the cultural Kudzu. You have only to look but people do not look. The important thing is not what people are doing but what they are not doing. With each year the degree of superficial interest in transitory, pop trivia increases. Everything is five miles wide and one inch deep. What is the point?

The point is the direction in which life is being herded. Everything is instant and artificial. It’s processed foods, soda pop and designer coffee. It’s the highly destructive ingredients that go into them. It’s the people who laugh at you when you mention it. It’s the political trends where you don’t have to do anything; all you have to do is say something. Saying is the new doing. Foreign aid and rebuilding of nations destroyed under false pretenses has nothing to do with aid or rebuilding. The money is given for the purpose of being paid out to corporations to the tune of 86% of the outlay. The products and services given are then inflated in costs to several times of any actual cost.

We have come to the point where lies are the substance of life. We have come to the point where the lives of others are nothing more than casualties in a video game. We have come to the point where there is no point and Twitter is going to let you know just how true that it. We’ve come to the point where people believe life on Earth began 6000 years ago and they are doing museum tours to imprint this ugly fantasy into the minds of their children.

Think about this... look what has happened to every element of the culture in the last few decades and imagine... imagine where it’s headed. Keep in mind what occurred around Katrina. Keep in mind the now irrefutable truth about the recent wars, strong-armed through Congress by Zionist catamites. Keep in mind the recent scandals in the United Kingdom concerning their Parliamentarians and the theft of public funds. Keep in mind the new expansions of conflicts by a president elected to end them. Keep in mind the destruction of the educational system and the plague of political correctness running through every level of it. Then there’s Twitter. It’s everywhere. It’s got an unbelievable engine of ‘in your face’ name recognition embedded in nearly everything you read in the main stream.

I’m not going to delve too deeply into what I’m trying to get the reader to recognize because I believe the reader knows what I’m talking about. The most curious thing is that many, many people recognize what I myself can see. The CNN poll of a few years ago showed that over 80% of the American people believed there was something wrong with the official version of 9/11. Observe the behavior of Zio-Joe Biden when confronted about it a couple of days ago. Look at the looting of the American public for the benefit of the very people who caused the financial crisis.

We know one thing and the press tells us another. We want one thing and the politicians give us another. We want health and well being and the corporations give us deadly products to ruin our health for the prosperity of the AMA-Pharmaceutical combine. I found out the other day that major health insurers have billions invested in the tobacco industry.

Forget the religious angle concerning the implications of the present state of existence. The meaning of these things can be intuited though objective reasoning. You can take hard math and calculate where this is going to end up.

What was once important is no longer important. What is completely unimportant is now critically important. Twitter isn’t an accidental name. Consider the meaning of ‘twittering away” in its various possibilities of meaning.

I haven’t said what I wanted to say because, after all, we’re talking about Twitter. Life is now a soundbyte. The good news, I guess, is that when life as we knows it, encounters its certain destruction... it won’t mean anything. A giant pig is going to appear in the sky, silhouetted in a Warner Brothers logo and the last thing you’re going to hear is “Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-That's all folks!” That last sentence is just about exactly at the limit of a Twitter entry.

Visible and The Critical List: Not Politically Correct by Les Visible and The Critical List♫ Big God and Mr. Fate ♫
'Big God and Mr. Fate' is track no. 3 of 12 on Visible and The Critical List's 1992 album
'Not Politically Correct'

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Not Politically Correct by Les Visible and The Critical List