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Over Reaction about a Fire

seems that media and agenda mongers are pushing the spire fire in Paris a bit hard. It's telling that the cathedral didn't have a spire after the French Revolution. So building a new spire will happen soon enough. And all the gargooles had been removed just days earlier, so that's curious.

And there haven't been reports of anyone being injured? I just don't know, but did not hear anything. It's rather common for old tinder to ingnight suddenly and suspeciously, especially if there is no vigil left going on in a forest, for the fire, or in a cathedral, for other purposes. The place had, supposdedly, been abandoned.

And then after all the 'oh the culture, ohhh the humanity . . . the pain the pain, France is forever damaged, again,' we see, in the morning, that the lower parts, the really old 'space' of the place, is still going to be the same.

And then we hear about Macron spouting out with off-the-cuff 'we will rebuild in a way that reflects our new culture' kind of diaria of newspeak puking that into the dialog or the 4AM feed. Come on.

So now we have the next day reflection. And it all seems that it had been an over reaction. Dome? Spire? How about a new architecture that doesn't have either, or both or whatever?

In the 1830s, when the daze of revolution had blown away, in what way did the Parisians agree and with what process, and how, to build the replacement spire that took 20 years to build back then?

But they don't have a government like they did in the 1830s.

Macron the dictator?

Macron looks like a fool, to me, for the reason as follows: in any democratic process it's not just a pronouncement by the top person that gets to be the idea for the future. So what Macron actually infered through his pronouncement of cultural significance to the modern day was almost a denial of the idea of culture in the first place. It turns it into a spur of the moment thing. Head king nero of the French fak-mockratic governance of special priviledge select-cut boys-not-yet-men dudes on the make, and he, off the cuff decides, while ash is still whizzing around in the sky, that 'the rebuild will be culturally significant to the modern day'.

And I probably took the bait. I don't read French, and didn't hear him speak, and would have only partly understood, I don't speak French.

And then the 'It's gotta the be the (these people). ' and then the 'no, I'm sure it's these other (these people)' and the 'its those people saying that it's these people trying to make it look like it's these people saying it's those people.

Then about 2AM, if you're still at it, and the coffee hasn't run dry, you find this mega-shopped video and someone has edited in bits to make it look like . . . . a cut out black and white partial part of a n old ethnic image of the foothills of South Asia, and a guy with a turbin that is startling in its white ness. Its a Shikt? (sp) from page 184 of Hills and Billioting inthe British South Asia mountains, the kind of guy who keeps a dagger in his turban (like a sherriff keeps a pistol, being rightous).

The World over reacts

The world over reacts.

Praise the Lord!

Praise the Lord

for his unfailing love!

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Q: who did say that then?

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Q: doesn't the writer have anything more?

A: no, the theme of this has run dry.

Q: Has Hollywood really died?

A: I said the theme of this has run dry.

Q: is this censorship

A: of course not, you are writing both parts.


 

Work on what has been spoiled. But what about those who pretend that there isn't a problem?

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modified or deleted!

And a stadium sized fuel-cell bubble-house that floats off towards New Brunswick.

And a New Brunswick sized fuel-cell bubble-house that floats off towards a distant galaxy of light.

 
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Political and Media Inanity

Truck-u-later

in this column Truck-u-later steps in deeper . . .

This column lives outside of the bubble of so-called social media, though the author does, at times, end up at various pages of the corporate mindsuck. Pages like famous politician, or famous actor. But the last year or so the hwole thing is political. And there are refugees on the INternet who used to be very vocal, on like facebook, which is a zombie husk that no one uses but you can't delete it so they still consider it there porperty. Try to turn off their tracking. You are a commodity tot hem. I think we should have shuttle, in urban areas, that transport cellphones around all day long so that no one can be tagged to any particular phone. Just make them all communical, have a list of numbers. teh phone it self is a throw away. If you need to use a phone somoene whill have tossed one, when they were done with it. If it needs a charge?

My point is that the social media is designed to track and to tag, and to find subjects for saffari hunters (the leftist social justice warriors) to go and 'take down' the big game prey of a vocal citizen who isn't a Social cuck of the cucktocracy (some call it a cabal, I call it tasteless and vicious false decorum of mean leftists.)

But here I am out side of that bubble. I never joined it. I think I could find my slash dot id and password from 2002, though I doubt it works anymore. I paid for the website hosting thing, but that's mostly useless. just really hard to deal with it. very expensive for next to no value. I'm thinking of just forgetting to renew the domain names, who cares, no one goes to them.

But these pages still exist here. So you can find me here, if you know who I am and were this is. You could even freak me out and send me an email if you could figure out what my email adress is, it hasn't changed in almost 20 years . . . so . . .

Jan 17, 2019


Tell us
how
you really feel

a running headline:

Trump continues to win bigly!

why is philadelphia calling
all the failure, all the pain
the people who were better forgotten
and I don't remember their names?

what reason to reach for a memory
something imagined and soon gone?
to linger in the sad facts of that decay
that went on for far too long (lawn?)

what reason to save a file
in which it would be stored a poem?
knowing that no one will read it
when they find you at home alone?

蠱 work on what has been spoiled

A new year and I'm still stuck in an antique and hunkered in mindset, not believeing in the so-called job markets, and feeling off-to-the-side. No matter. I'm surviving.

January 17, 2019

I speak
but there is no one there.
I know that there is no one there.
I'm not really talking to myself
but I know that I'm not talking to anybody else.

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   the        the        the
   Lord       Lord       Lord
  for his    for his    for his
 unfailing  unfailing  unfailing
   love!      love!      love!



  well, little else now.