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I can't believe how long I've had this website that no one goes to. I wanted to have the 'spawn of ten thousand websites' and I think I've pulled it off, but this is a kurfty old school kind of web site. I am the only one who posts here. As you can tell I was into the idea of a better president from a very long time ago. But now that social media is a minefield of indignation and ban-hammering, I'm glad that I have one of the few authentic non-social media websites on the Internet. I guess you could call this an 'anti social-media website'. But don't called me (cause spelling matters) an antisocial media website. I guess I won't use either byline, anti social-media or 'antisocial media',though it would make a snazzy headline.

I've been careful not to let anything here that I do bleed into the other activities that I have on line. When I first heard about efforts and websites that were supposedly supposed to be . . . . (pronounced 'posedly sppooposed ta B, daught daught daught) how could I resist but to participate in the free speech thing. But it's not that anymore.

I have a long story about it, and it got sadder as the months went on. And the saddest part is when a website or 'board', as it is called, becomes a 'captured place'. So if I did this thing called a bunny-hop (I don't) then posedly (supposedly) I could still post there; but I've always said "I'm the canary in the coal mine." But only in simulation. No harm shall come to me.

And if you're gonna have a canary that you use to tell you if the air is clean enough, or fresh enough, or not poison, ought there be, as well, in this modern and concerned age of now, to have a way to quickly shuttle that creature out of the coal mine and into the fresh air when it passes out. So how about a simulated canary. Coal mine or no coal mine. But if it's old school, in that channel, on those pages, in those 'breads' the canary is at least passed out.

Could you say it's drunk? The canary of free speech is passed out and it's being nuzzled by a big fuzzy dog meme and made to feel a certain sense of revulsion.

OK, I'll wake up. I'll fly away. I was never here anyway, so don't worry about me, and to quote an old cartoon sit-comm: "I'm Oh Kay" called out from far off, as if someone has fallen or otherwise made a poor exit, perhaps where the border of things is well defined, like at a precipice, where it's usually totally safe unless, well, unless you decide to do something stupid. It's a totally safe place to be. In fact it's a common theme of travel writing, going over the mountains, or through the high pass, at a place where gorges surround the twisting trail. It could be a sheep trail. It could be a deer trail. It could be an old logging road. But the point of roads is that the world is made safe. And you build a road past a big cliff because that is the only and best way through. And you make it safe. So bring your hang gilder and have no fear.

The people who say 'you must must must do as we tell you to do or else . . . . well', often they never actually tell you. They try to quote unquote 'turn up the heat'. But with people who have obvious moral and ethical failures as a constant resumé bullet item, in a world that was taken over by Peter Principle perfect pitched droning one-tone messaging (remember to floss your mask and brush your shoes and if you don't tuck in all the t's, dot all the eyes, cross all the jays. . . (i's and j's), then we'll . . . well . .. ' But they don't get to the end of it. It's like they are a tea kettle and the top is about to blow right off of it.

When government jumps the shark, the people go inside and lock their doors.

And as far as it goes with edicts and pronouncement of puppet clown leaders, they seem to forget that a president isn't supposed to be a dictator.

11:26 PM EST
Saturday August 14

  


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July 11, 2020

Fix your self and the world gets fixed around you

I've requested to have what I requested shut off, turned back on. Why? Because I'm ready now.

three weeks almost
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