Don’t quote me yet, but it looks like Nick Cave and Warren Ellis (and presumably the other Bad Seeds) might have a Grinderman 3 album in the works right now!!!
Yes, even as I type!!
Grinderman, aka testosterone on speedballs, (well, okay, they’re only known as that by me, but still…) have made some truly awesome songs. So I am seriously excited by the prospects of round 3.
Yay!!
I will keep you posted, or you can keep me posted, as the case may be!!
Also, Cave Things announced this morning that pre-ordering for those cool Dread Tiles is now available. £20 plus shipping (each).
Here’s one!
I am getting a really late start here this morning, because I am in the process of transferring all my g mails to the new secure server and it turns out that it is not exactly an intuitive process. But it is now occurring.
In case you weren’t aware, g m a i l had yet another suspicious outage during the night! This makes 2, not counting the outage of Y* u t* b* and g* * gl* from Sunday night. So I am just getting worried, gang. And wanted all my old emails to be safe.
The outages could be a trial-run for the upcoming social m* d*a blackout (anticipated, at least). Or it could be white h*t h* ckers hacking their way in, but either way, best to just move to a safer corner of the online galaxy until the c* up has c o u p ‘ed itself out…
All righty. Since my morning is just about gone here (!!), I must scoot. I hope you have a good Wednesday, wherever you are in the world. Don’t forget the solar storm is supposed to begin today!! If you start getting wonky satellite reception and/or weirdly-acting electronics, keep it in mind. (And if night suddenly falls on the Earth for 6 days, it’s not the Devil — the solar storm is why…)
Okay. Thanks for visiting. I love you guys. See ya!!
This one requires a strong stomach, gang. (I may never go back to LA)
Curious Network Outages and Bill B*rr is Resigning:
The Eagle Has Landed! Don’t miss this one, gang!! It is a must!!
Curiouser and curiouser… The President de-regulates just about everything!
Wow. Yesterday had almost too much news. But a lot of it — assuming you’re getting the actual news — was very promising indeed.
WI, MI, AZ all had very, very interesting v*t* fr*ud -related news.
A really great, brief and succinct overview is here:
And other things are also brewing…
First off, I want to mention 2 important things that are celestially- based!
On the 21st, Saturn and Jupiter are supposed to align for the first time in something like 2000 years. Well, a really long time. People say this will create a truly magnificent bright “star” in the sky. Other people are saying that this occurrence could be what the 3 Wise Men saw when Jesus was born. (Although, whether or not you believe anyone at all, besides Jesus’ family, knew he was being born when he was born, and/or whether or not you adhere to Jesus’ traditional birth date (in January), or you believe that Christmas Day was his birth date — whichever scenarios you believe could, of course, influence what you believe about stars and Wise Men, etc., today!)
Anyway. It is supposedly going to be quite a breathtaking sight, with or without frankincense, myrrh, barns, and babies.
However, seeing it might hinge on how much dust is in the sky that night…
Most of you probably know that from December 16th through December 21st, we are supposed to be having very intense solar storms. I believe NASA describes them as hurricane-strength storms, up there in outer space. Causing all sorts of debris and dust to block out most of the sun. Maybe even blocking as much as 90% of it — making it feel almost dark outside for 6 days.
I heard one report that said NASA is suggesting you have enough food and water at home, in case it is hazardous to go out. But I have no clue if that is factual or not. It could just be one of those “better safe than sorry” things. They are also saying it could effect our electronics, our satellite reception, and all that.
Which is where it gets really interesting.
You’ll want to listen to the (longer) X*2 R* p*rt from last night, because he goes into detail about how the D** p St* te could use the solar storms as a way to pretend that all banking systems are down and compromised in some way, and use that as their new excuse for the great r*set, since the fake p* d* m*c is losing steam all over the world.
They need a new crisis in order to tank the economy. You’ll want to listen to how he explains it. It will be really interesting if we do indeed start hearing that the “banks went down”…
The other truly interesting thing is that the report for the E O from 9 1 2 1 8, is due Friday — while the solar storms will be allegedly underway. A good time for that full-on social m* dia blackout, don’t you think??? The E O report. Solar storms.
However, also in last night’s X*2 R* p*rt, he believes the E O report has already been turned in and that this is why we are getting so many extremely interesting (or alarming — it depends on your take on all this) leaks about security problems, with full-color photos of who’s involved. Just to name a few:
H* nt*r B* den ‘s huge problem with that laptop
emails where he specifically talks about his dad being in on all of it
the ever popular F*ng F*ng
then the awesome database leak detailing just how many C * P agents have infiltrated big business and governments around the world — especially here in the U S
the data breach of S* l* r w*nds software and everything that the US Rangers uncovered in Austin T X
These are just from the past couple of days, gang. And each of them, on their own, is huge. All of them together — wow.
Anyway. I guess — don’t be surprised if truly astonishing shit starts hitting the fan between, like, right now, and Christmas Eve (the next E O goes into effect 1 2 2 4 2 0).
Okay, on another one of my favorite topics.
The vaccine is now available in the U S. Whether or not you want to take it is up to you. But the fear – factor of the fake p* d* m*c can now subside. No reason to fear. With or without a vaccine, the CDC clearly states that the average person has a 99.97% survival rate. And there are cures for the virus. Problem solved. In record time, p*n d*m*c-wise.
Oh wait — how come the Mayor of Airstrip One is now calling for stricter l*ck d*wns?? How come Bill G*tes thinks we’ll be in l*ck d*wn through 2022???!!
Vaccine. Cure. Astoundingly high survival rate… Equals stricter L*ck dwns?
Remember Orwell’s math equation from 1984, folks: 2 + 2 = 5
And doooooon’t you forget it!!!!
And if you heard the report on the breakdown of the CDC stats on the U S death toll over the last 5 years, you will have already noted that in 2020, we actually had somewhat fewer deaths in the U S than in the previous 4 years…
Overall, approximately 2,800,000 people die in the U S every year, from all sorts of things. And 2020 was no different, and in fact, it was a little less. (This is based on public CDC stats.) (I can’t help but wonder where it was, exactly, that the virus was killing people in record numbers…)
(What’s truly enraging are those numbers out of Italy, gang. Where they now estimate that something like 164 people under age 40, who had no other medical complications, died strictly from C* VID, with no co-morbidities (I’m estimating that number, gang, but it was really minuscule, although it was certainly still sad for the families of those people who died). Anyway. They fucking put Italy through hell for that. And then started more l* ckd*wn nonsense in the fall.)
Okay. Well, in case you didn’t know, you can always visit The B*n g* n * R* p*rt for updated news, all day long. Also, The Ep * ch Times. (But to get the full news there, you have to pay something like $1.)
I bring those sites up because, since word press is owned by g** gl*, it could likely go down in the blackout. And so my blog will disappear…
Meanwhile, on we go… Thanks for visiting, gang. Have a terrific Tuesday, wherever you are in the world. I love you guys, see ya.
Breakfast-listening music from this morning!!!!
Do not miss this one!! I am so serious!!
Gold is pushing back up. Great re-s e t is falling apart…
More about the solar storm, hacking, and the upcoming attempts to provoke worldwide panic.
More astounding c*n s*r ship from the mainstream media:
Excellent details about what the heck happened here in the U S yesterday!!!! It was kind of an exhausting news day, gang.
Because I won’t stop sharing this!! Here it is again! Crimes Against Humanity C* VID lawsuits underway.
Each time I think that I’m going to be able to take a break from all this and just get back to my regular blog posts, something horrific jumps up and I feel I need to keep wearing my d* g* t*l soldier hat, and post about it.
The links and videos at the bottom are v*t* fr* ud-related. And the ones immediately following this section, are more horrific things re: the Pf * z*r C * VID vaccine.
Unfortunately (or fortunately, as the case may be, since they are already being censored by American social media) I am having to rely on German-language videos. Berlin is the home base of the international lawsuits/class-action suits alleging Crimes Against Humanity for the fake C* V*D panic.
To be honest, the realities of that become more horrifying every day.
Okay.
Nick Cave sent out a heartbreaking Red Hand File yesterday, following up on his announcement that the Ghosteen Tour that had been re-scheduled for 2021 was now being entirely cancelled.
He also said that he & the Bad Seeds would take this time to make a new record, instead. Which only makes me wonder: well, then what actually happens to the Ghosteen tour? Does it just completely evaporate? A new record would likely indicate a new tour….
All of it makes me so sad. For private reasons, I wanted to see that Ghosteen tour happen, even if I couldn’t afford to attend it anymore. And I honestly believe now, right down to my bones, that this p* nd* m*c was fake from the beginning (not the virus itself, but the need for panic was faked — hence the Crimes Against Humanity lawsuits now underway internationally). The evidence is mounting all over the place (and it eerily keeps pace with the mounting evidence of the e* l* ct* on fr*ud here in the US).
(Remember: If you are being mandated to wear m* sks and be in l* ck d*wns, the scientific and medical research assures us that they do not serve ANY health-related purpose re: the virus. The sole reason for any of this is to control you, frighten you, isolate you, and keep you from speaking freely.)
Anyway. I digress.
You can read Nick Cave’s brief Red Hand File here. He also indicates he is taking a break from the RHF until 2021. So I guess we should all just leave him alone and let him have a happy Christmas.
Well, some good news — the road construction on Basin Street is almost complete now. I’m guessing that by the end of this week, all the giant earth-moving machines and various trucks & “bobcats” will be gone. It would be nice if Kevin wanted to come get his vintage 1965 VW camper-van out of my barn while my Christmas decorations were still up!! (In the house, not in the barn!!) That way, a human being other than myself would get to see them. We shall see!
And then on Thursday, I’m supposed to be meeting with the other Kevin — the one who directed the staged reading of my play, Tell My Bones — to discuss the future plans of that. (Although, as of now, there is no future for anything until we can get back into actual theaters.)
Other than that, I am trying to make room in my brain to begin writing those other erotic short stories for the kind folks at Volonte in Sweden. So far, though, when I do sit down at my desk to write, more news about the e*l*ct *on or the virus arrives. And even though I want to try to shut it out and work on my own stuff, I am usually reminded of two things. The first one is always my birth father, and those stories he told me of what it was like in Vietnam when Saigon fell (he was a Navy SEAL). And I think that if he survived that unbelievable awfulness (in addition to the awfulness of a whole lot of other things he went through as a SEAL), I can continue the digital fight here at my desk and write my new stories another day.
The other thing I think of is my great-great-great-great- grandfather, who fought in the Revolutionary War. I don’t want to see everything that he fought for that helped create We the People disintegrate in the hands of the Far Left (also known as C*m m*n *sm).
So I just keep trying to get important information out there so that whoever wants to find out about it can find out about it. (And if you think that my blog can get tedious with its unending politics these days, you have no clue what it’s like to be in the same room with me — in person. )
Well, anyway.
I am not on tw * tt *r, but I know that millions of people are. Here is a site in Europe that I found out about last evening on the X* 2 R* p*rt (down below), that can not only help you find out if someone has been shadow banned on tw * tt *r, but they now also offer a way to resurrect entire posts that have been banned by tw * tt *r.
Go to shadow ban dot eu. Then you can click on the page called resurrect. (And always try to remember to use d*ck d* ck go and/or a VPN.)
All righty. Below is the awfulness for today. Thanks for visiting, gang. I love you guys. See ya.
[PLEASE WATCH!!Video below is in English: Spontaneous speech by Robert F. Kennedy at the Victory Column in Berlin on Sunday, August 30th, 2020 . The speech had to be stopped as there was a risk that Kennedy would be arrested (the police dispersed the demonstration).] [This will upset you but please watch it.]
[English translation for below: Dr. Wolfgang Wodarg warns of possible side effects of the C* v*d- *9 vaccination: a potentially life-threatening derailment of the immune system (cytokine storm) and (from 9:47 am) infertility. Infectiologist Dr. Thomas Ly then supports Wodarg’s theses.]
[English translation for below: The immunologist and toxicologist Prof. Stefan Hockertz explains that there is no data on the clinical trial phases of the vaccine from Bi* T*ch / Pf * ze r and also points out the liability.]
[Also, for Americans — remember that the Europeans reverse the months/days in their date notations, so this video is from December 4th 2020.]
Link to C*rls *n’s video re: a segment on a video deleted from Ch * n* se social media of a professor saying that Ch* n* “has people at the top of America’s core inner circle of power and influence.” The economics professor from B** j* ng made an appearance on a Ch* n* s* television show last week to discuss Wall Street’s relationship with Ch* n *. [Watch here. It will make you sick.]
Happy Saturday, wherever you are in the world (except maybe for anyone in North Korea. Truly frightening.)
I want to thank everyone again for watching the staged reading of my play, Tell My Bones, on YouTube. Sometime this weekend, it will become password-protected, in accordance with Actors Equity regulations. However, if you ever want to watch it, email me and I can get you a password. (My contact info is upper left.)
However, I do have to say that 8 of you only had one job to do…. and you didn’t do it!! I am, of course, just kidding. The play has gotten 992 views — leaving me 8 views shy of 1000…. So get crackin’, folks! Watch the video while it’s still free!!
And I also want to thank all of you who are donating to Blue Print and Heritage Theater productions, to support the growth and development of Tell My Bones. I truly, truly appreciate that, everyone.
Okay. Well, I know this is hard to believe, but the last remaining blossoms of my petunias are now bloomed out. Can you believe that, gang? It is late November!
This afternoon, I will clean out the flower boxes and store them back in the barn until spring. And then also take out the snow shovel, to have it ready on the kitchen porch for the ton of snow that is allegedly heading our way on Monday.
Although, I seriously hate to have my snow shovel on view to the whole neighborhood, because then they will actually expect me to use it!! And as strict as my “no-raking” policy is with dead leaves, my “no-shoveling” policy with snow is even stricter.
Ah well. We shall see. Meanwhile, let’s cast our memories back to the height of summer:
This is only a tiny portion of the huge amount of petunias I had on my porches this year. And they were all so beautiful.
And here is a link to Sharyl Attkisson’s website, where she links an extensive number of hard-to-find news reports regarding v*t*r fr*ud, in case you are new to the truth of what’s happening here in the US.
But above and beyond all that, I found this really telling, gang. You should read it because it has already been pulled from the John Hopkins University newspaper and blocked by our kindly Big Brother, aka — tw* tt *r.
C*ns*rsh*p at its finest.
But it’s okay, gang, because the more people who witness blatant c* ns*rsh *p happening in the m*dia, the more people will understand that it is really happening.
So read the article. Think about why the media is so hellbent on forcing us to wear m* sks and to believe that the v*rus is deadly.
However, I draw your attention to these key paragraphs (and please feel free to take off your m* sk and pass the link along to everyone in the world…) :
The CDC (Center for Disease Control here in the US) data showed that the number of total deaths in the United States between mid-March and mid-September was 1.7 million, of which 200,000 are C* VID-related. Briand looked at the total deaths in each age group and cause of death, and used that information to evaluate the impact of the p* nd* m*c.
“Surprisingly, the deaths of older people stayed the same before and after C* VID,” the JHN article read. “Since C* VID mainly affects the elderly, experts expected an increase in the percentage of deaths in older age groups. However, this increase is not seen from the CDC data. In fact, the percentages of deaths among all age groups remain relatively the same.”
When it comes to causes of deaths, Briand found that the total decrease in deaths by other causes almost exactly equals the increase in deaths by C* VID. She said this is likely because that many deaths have been incorrectly labeled as C* VID deaths when they would have been attributed to heart diseases, respiratory diseases, influenza, and pneumonia.
“The reason we have a higher number of reported C* VID deaths among older individuals than younger individuals is simply because every day in the U.S. older individuals die in higher numbers than younger individuals,” Briand said, reported the JHN.
Briand concluded that she has found “no evidence that C* VID created any excess deaths,” meaning that the number of deaths this year isn’t particularly higher than that of a normal year.
This doesn’t mean that people didn’t get the virus (as you know, I certainly did). It means something totally different.
Okay!! That’s it for today. A few key videos are linked below that will likely cheer you, overall.
(If you’re an American, that is. If you’re living in Western Europe right now, I’m not exactly sure how you are faring in all of this virus propaganda. It is very hard to get the news on that, but there appear to be numerous violent protests against l*ck d* wns in Europe. Germany, Italy, and Spain, specifically. And I’m noticing that in UK newspapers, specifically, they are slanting the anti – l*ck d*wn protests as being “Far Right” and not simply human beings fighting for their rights to live, work, and breathe free.)
Okay. Thanks for visiting, gang. I love you guys. See ya!
Yesterday was the first day in quite a while when I could really just totally relax — no pressing writing deadlines, plus, being a holiday here in the US, it was a real slow news day — and so what did I do???
I mean, besides be up & awake and in the Bad Seed TeeVee chat room by 5am??!!
Yes!! I got out all my Christmas stuff from storage and put up the tree and decorated the house (and did 2 loads of laundry, and vacuumed and dusted). And by 4:30pm, my entire body was crying out for CBD oil!! So I complied.
It is awesome how that stuff works on pain. For me, anyway.
But here’s a shot of the tree. (I know, it looks exactly like last year’s but trust me, it is this year’s!) (And while I was decorating, I watched A Charlie Brown Christmas, Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer, and Mr. Magoo’s Christmas Carol. So it was quite Christmasy around here yesterday.)
I want to point out that the reason all my curtains are a few inches too short for the windows is because the seven cats who live here constantly look out the windows, and the only way I can keep the bottom edges of the curtains from being shredded to death, is to keep them shorter than the window sill.
I have discovered over the years that, rather than try to do something insane like train feral cats, it is best to simply follow their lead and adjust accordingly.
And speaking of the cats… On Monday, when I went to the market in town to get the groceries, the store was 100% completely out of the canned cat food that I buy.
I buy very plain, low-salt, canned cat food for them, and they each get about 1/3 of a can every morning. This meager daily gesture is the highlight of their lives, usually.
But since I couldn’t get them their usual food, I was forced to get them 9 Lives and — oh my god, are they in heaven! I tried to get the plainest, lowest-salt flavors of 9 Lives, so it isn’t really that bad for them. But the joy in their little hearts is not to be believed! They are so cute.
I will consider doing it more often. But since I lost Daddycakes to kidney failure (and it was a truly horrible death for him), and my one remaining male cat is sensitive to too much salt, I have to be so careful. Feral cats are impossible to get to a vet. Not just the trapping part of it (they have to be trapped in humane cages in order to get them anywhere, and once in those traps, they will do their best to attack you), but vets usually will not treat ferals because they are wild animals. So I have to do everything I can conceivably do to keep them healthy.
Anyway. Simple pleasures are really the best. Just watching happy cats eat.
Okay! Today is the final day to watch the staged reading of my play, Tell My Bones, for free on YouTube. After today, it will be password protected, so if you still want to view it after today, email me and I will get you the password. (Click below and it will ask you to click another link that takes you to YouTube.)
So, back to yesterday — I don’t know why Nick Cave was talking about Ezra Pound’s Cantos in the chat yesterday (the chat stream was going by so fast that it was really hard to follow what everyone was chatting about), but it reminded me that I have Ezra Pound’s Selected Cantos, which I hadn’t read since the 1980s, when I lived in my hell-hole apartment on E. 12th Street in NYC.
In my collapsed state, after dragging everything out of storage and lugging things up and down the stairs, cleaning and then decorating the house, etc., I took the CBD oil mentioned above, flopped down on my bed and read Selected Cantos. I have always found them very challenging to read.
Below is the cover of the edition I bought back in 1983, at Coliseum Books in Midtown Manhattan. It was a Fifth Edition and the price sticker claims I paid $2.45 for it (brand new)!
It’s all coming back to me — why I used to buy so many darn books! Because independent bookstores used to be everywhere, and books used to be affordable!
Anyway, it was a lovely way to spend the rest of the evening. I really had such a great holiday yesterday, even though it was nothing at all like how Thanksgiving is usually celebrated.
All righty! So, yesterday, I experienced the first attempt at c*nsorsh*p of the blog. Please be aware that if you are offended by my politics, you do not need to read the blog, or read beyond the daily updates.
I know that a bunch of my usual readers have dropped off, however, hundreds of new readers, who do not subscribe to the blog and who aren’t even on WP, are reading the blog every day now. Mostly Americans, but from all over the world.
So I will continue to keep pointing people in the direction of actual news.
[So if you are signing off at this point, thanks for visiting, gang!! I hope you have a great Friday, wherever you are in the world! I love you guys. See ya.]
Even though we made incredibly great headway this week in beginning the legal process of halting the c**p d’et*t, it is awesome to me how many Americans are still in the dark about what is happening.
They have no clue how much extreme c*n c*rsh*p is going on — for instance, S*dn*y P*w*ll’s web site is now being blocked by tw* tt *r/ g**g l*. You can still access it through d*ck d*ck go, however.
Or how much fun they make of Tr**p, how much they mock him, without having a clue that their actual Constitutional rights are literally being pulled out from under them and that Tr**p and his legal team are the only ones fighting to save that. And not just for every American, but for people all over the world. Because the d* m*ni*n v*t ing software appears to have affected the outcome of elections all over the world.
If your politics lean far Left/Socialist/Anarchist, then this is good news for you. But you’re not likely to be reading my blog anyway. However, if you aren’t necessarily a Leftist, but wanted to vote for B* den and then found out that Tr**p had put d* m*ni*n v*ting machines in place to not only rob you of your vote for B* den but forced you, without your knowledge, to vote for Tr**P, you’d be beyond outraged. (As you should be.)
But this should not be about who you voted for or who you maybe have been brainwashed to despise; it should be about protecting the Constitution. And to see so many otherwise gifted and intelligent Americans having a good laugh while their Constitutional rights are being shredded right in front of their noses — it is appalling, gang.
So, anyway.
The news was light yesterday, since it was a national holiday here. But there are still a couple of things to draw your attention to.
Naturally, rioters in P*rt land continued to cause thousands and thousands of dollars worth of damage… you can d*ck d*ck go that if you have the stomach for anything more about the insanity in P*rt land.
Also.
While deaths in America are higher in 2020, there have been 100,000 more deaths this year that were not from C* VID. (And this doesn’t count the tens of thousands of deaths that were attributed to C* VID here in the US that were actually caused by something else.) L*ck d* wns not only didn’t help, they appear to have caused thousands of additional deaths that likely would not have happened had the l*ck d* wns not been going on.
And below, an in depth interview on X*2 R*p* rt about the US economy right now, compared to the world’s economy, and where it is headed, including the Tr**p /c*apit*list scenario, and a B* den/Ob* a m* Leftist/Socialist scenario. (And the latter scenario is apparently already well underway in most of Western Europe.)
And this is also of interest: Wh*le F**ds founder and CEO John M*ck*y argued that socialism is a failed system that “impoverishes everything.”
So that is it for today, gang!! I leave you with my breakfast-listening music from this morning!! Enjoy. Have a good day.
First of all, I can’t thank you guys enough for your amazing response to the staged reading of my play, Tell My Bones. I honestly felt that Helen was watching it, too, from wherever she is now.
It really was a beautiful feeling — although, not a simple one. It was so hard for me to wrap my mind around the fact that she died only a handful of hours before the show premiered. And after 8 years of hanging in there with me. I was really just in shock all day long on Sunday. It was a difficult day for me to process.
But the reading was quite a success.
I have been notified that you can still watch the reading until Friday, and then it will become private and password protected. So, if for any reason, you want to watch the show after Friday, you’ll need to get in touch with me and I will get you a password. (My email is at the top left of the blog, if you are on a computer. I don’t believe it shows up if you view the blog on a phone.)
Anyway, here is the link on YouTube. (It will ask you to click another link and watch it directly on YouTube.)
Okay.
Don’t forget that this Thursday — yes, Thanksgiving here in America — Nick Cave, Blixa Bargeld and Mick Harvey are doing a live chat on Bad Seed TeeVee, and deconstructing their album Murder Ballads (1996). It should be an amazing amount of fun and an eye-opening adventure for all. So, if you — as I do –live in the Eastern Time Zone, you will be super-duper thrilled to be up and awake and chatting on Bad Seed TeeVee at 5 o’clock in the morning!!!! On a national holiday!!
Yippee Ki Yi Yay!!!
All righty. I am almost done writing the new erotic short story for Volonte. It is called “Code,” and I should have it finished here in a matter of moments!! So I’m going to get focused on that.
But before I go…
Wow. First of all, we’re gonna have to re-name NYC and start calling it Airstrip One. It really is getting that bad. That city is in a world of its own now, and I think we can safely blame mainstream media for successfully brainwashing a whole big bunch of them.
It’s as if they really believe B* den won the election and is already the Pr*s*d*nt ial El*ct. That v*ter fr*ud didn’t play a massive role in the election. The Tr**p is merely a sore loser and that anyone who believes there was massive v*te fr*ud is one of the “Tr**p Crazies.” That C* VID is still out of control and something to be terrified of — or that m* sks work, or that l* ck d* wns work and that we need to obey these insane mandates to stay away from one another on Thanksgiving…
In fact, only yesterday, when other newspapers all over the country had screaming headlines re: D* m*inion v*ting machines, and thousands of citizens coming forward with signed affidavits about witnessing massive v* ter fr*ud in their counties, the NY Times headline (online) was: Electric Scooters are Legal in the City.
I kid you the fuck not.
If you have never read George Orwell’s 1984, you must read it now. You can get it free as a PDF online. If you have read it, but it was a long time ago, read it again.
And if it doesn’t wake you up and frighten the bejeezus out of you, well then, okay, that’s your business. But then don’t come running to me when all fucking hell breaks loose in this country, once Tr**p is declared the legal winner of the el*ction.
Here is just one of the early signs of violent Mob Rule vs. your Rights as a free American. (If this had happened to anyone on B* den’s team… well, hmmmm.)
Also, read this. (And also, well – consider the millions of dollars that B* den and his family are purported to have taken from the C*P over the last couple of decades…)
All I can say is: Read. Think. Observe. And then Believe in your inalienable right to be free. (To vote, to speak, to assemble, to defend yourself.)
All righty. I seriously gotta scoot and finish writing that new story.
Try to work your way through these videos, gang. Each one of them has eye-opening stuff to impart. Much to ponder out there.
Thanks for visiting, gang. I love you guys. See ya! And don’t forget….
My erotic novellas, novels, and short stories WILL NOT have pictures of naked women or girls in their underwear on the covers!!
I have literally waited a lifetime for this.
Yesterday, the publisher emailed me a sample of the cover art for “Half-Moon Bride” and I am really, really happy with it. Not only is it pretty, but it actually has SOMETHING TO DO WITH THE STORY!!!
WHEN you read the story, you will see why this is totally a great cover.
Wow. I am just so happy.
Cover art for my new erotic short story, coming in November from Black Lotus Books
And the publisher also said that all of my titles with them are going to have similar covers, in order to get a sort of visual brand for me.
I am really just so happy about that. I can’t tell you how many book covers I’ve had over the years that I have absolutely hated…
I have had a total of four that I’ve actually liked. And that’s four out of many, many dozens of books published here, in Europe and in Japan over a 30-year period. So I really have waited a long. long time for this.
(Although, I have to say that I did always like this one!! The first time Neptune & Surf came out in French-translation in Paris. The cover photo references the middle novella in the book, titled The Mercy Cure.)
Neptune & Surf, Editions Blanche, Paris 2001
Other than that, yesterday was an intense day. That phone call I mentioned I had to make wound up being a sort of “phone call from Hell.” And I really, really try to be patient with people. I really do. I even try to suffer fools gladly, when time allows. But yesterday — well, I kept my opinion to myself, but inside I was Mount Vesuvius exploding. And it was sort of hard to recover a decent morning from that experience of bullish stupidity, but I eventually did and wound up having a totally decent day. And by evening, I was actually back to being in a really good mood and really excited about my upcoming stuff!! (The play, my new books, etc.)
And here is something else that made me so happy!
Three months ago, I ordered a strange little sextoy from an online company that I had seen on Instagram. I was intrigued enough by the post on Instagram, to look up their website on my computer and I saw this strange little — rather expensive — thing. And it was on sale. And it was one of those retail sites that had a “spin the wheel” dial, where if it was your first purchase with them, you spin the wheel to see what your added discount would be if you purchased something right at that moment.
Well, between it being on sale and the huge additional discount I got, I bought the little thing. And was very, very excited. I could not wait to receive it and see what the heck it really did.
And then a few days later, they emailed me to say that my package was on its way!!!!
From fucking Singapore!!
And I was, like — what??!! How did I manage to buy something from a sextoy company clear around the world?? When there are tons of really good ones right here in the United States of America?
So I looked them up on google and there were a lot of US customers claiming the site was a scam. Not a real site, etc. So I thought, oh crap. Not only was it money down the drain, but I was never going to get to try out my little toy and see if it actually did what it claimed it was going to do…
However!!
Yesterday, when I opened my little mailbox, what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a rather beat-up little package, sent from clear across the world, 3 months ago…
It had arrived!!! I was so excited!! It was not a scam!!
Right away, I plugged in its USB thingie and began to charge it. It’s red light was blinking merrily, so clearly it was actually going to work!!
However, it is a little bit “hi tech” and most of the instructions are in Chinese so I haven’t figured out yet how to use it. But I feel confident that I will!! Perhaps even later today!!!
But I was just so happy that it actually existed. And now it is mine!
Okay, well. On that happy note…
I’m gonna get the day started here. I hope you are enjoying your Wednesday, wherever you are in the world! Thanks for visiting, gang. I leave you with my post-apocalyptic-phone-call listening-music from yesterday. I hadn’t listened to this album — or song — in a bazillion years, gang. It really did end up calming me down considerably. So I leave you with it today. “Let It Be,” the titular song from The Beatles’ final album, Let It Be (1970) — quite a huge album from my wee bonny girlhood in Cleveland. (And “Mother Mary” is not Jesus’ mother, btw, but Paul McCartney’s mother, Mary, who died when he was a boy. And since I am not a believer in the divinity of Jesus’ mother, I was actually hoping Paul’s mother was visiting me while I was listening to the song… Perhaps she did. I’m not really sure about that. But something calmed me the fuck down.)
Anyway.
So listen, enjoy, calm down, be happy if at all possible. I love you guys. See ya.
“Let It Be”
When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom
Let it be
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom
Let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
And when the broken-hearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer
Let it be
For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer
Let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Yeah, there will be an answer
Let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine until tomorrow
Let it be
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom
Let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, yeah, let it be
There will be an answer
Let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, yeah, let it be
There will be an answer
Let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, yeah, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
Kevin, the director of my play, Tell My Bones, sent this image out on Instagram yesterday — a wonderful painting by Helen LaFrance. I’m guessing this is about 30 years old.
I just love her use of color, light, and perspective.
If you click on it, you can get a better idea of her amazing details. And in case you didn’t know, Helen was taught how to paint when she was about 3 years old, by her mother who used berry juice and old-fashioned laundry bluing as paints, and twigs for paint brushes.
Beyond that, Helen was a self-taught artist, with next to no formal schooling. She never used “live” models — she always painted from memory. (She is still alive, but she is 100 years old, paralyzed from a stroke and in a wheel chair.)
Anyway, I just love that painting. And when I saw it yesterday, it reminded me of why I needed to write about her life. I just wanted everyone to see how wonderful her paintings are.
Plus, she didn’t get true acclaim as an artist until she was in her 80s, when Gus Van Sant Sr. saw her paintings, fell in love with them and became her manager.
Okay, well. I hope things are good wherever you are in the world. My world is just barely holding together but I am doing a really good job at staying positive and doing my best to make it through every single day. I know that the fallout from this virus is taking a really heavy toll on a lot of people all over the world, and I hope that a.) you’re not one of them; and b.) if you are, then you are finding ways to hold on until all of this passes.
One thing that actually really helps me disconnect from my urge to panic, is looking at photos of alpacas and baby goats on Instagram. Man, they are cute. Anything to distract me right now, you know? Anything.
But honestly, if I can get through a day feeling better than I did yesterday, not panicking, and knowing for sure the future holds some really great things, then I feel it was a good day.
Having the staged reading of my play coming up, and the new multi-year publishing deal are keeping me going. Not financially (yet), just in terms of my hope for the future.
I think that even little things like that can have a big impact on our frame of mind and our willingness to keep moving forward. So, if you are having any trouble today, just think of even a small reason to have hope for the future and just sort of dwell on it. And things will improve from that starting point, little by little. They really will.
I have nothing new to report here. I’ll say, though, that I met some older women recently who are just remarkable. And they are the kind of women that I always wished my adoptive mother would have been (meaning, a woman who actually wanted to be a mom). I used to make excuses for why my adoptive mother was so abusive — the primary one being that culturally, she was sort of forced to take on the role of motherhood. It was expected of her by her family and by society, even though she regretted adopting children. But now I think of it more along the lines that she should of had the courage to just give us back if she didn’t really want us, rather than abusing us for our whole lives…
Anyway. It is really nice to be around women who love their children and hearing about the harrowing things they went through with raising them, but that love mattered most. And so everyone eventually got through it as a family.
I always, always, always wished for that. But even to be around women like that at my age now, is a sort of emotional vindication for me.
It’s hard to explain. But it means a lot to me.
Okay, on that note, I have to go because I need to make an important and nerve-wracking phone call. Have a really good Tuesday, wherever you are in the world. Don’t try to make sense of things if they seem too horrible; just look at the good that is left and the good that is still coming. It costs nothing and it can actually help. I leave you with my listening music from last night. Yet another Monkees song, but this one is from The Birds, The Bees, and The Monkees, from 1968, “I’ll Be Back Upon My Feet.” It’s super upbeat. So listen and enjoy. And take care of yourselves. Thanks for visiting. I love you guys. See ya!
“I’ll Be Back Upon My Feet”
Girl, I know the grass is greener, just around the bend.
Got to say, “Goodbye!” but don’t you fear.
Though the road is dark and I might fail to find the end
I won’t disappear.
I’ll be back upon my feet.
I’ll be back upon my feet.
Chase the moon and sun to find my one and only you.
I’ll be back upon my feet.
I’ll be back upon my feet.
Looking high, I’m looking low.
When I find my boots I know I got to go.
Maybe I will be a star, or maybe just a clown.
Girl, I’ll never know until I try.
Maybe I will meet a girl who’ll try to keep me down.
But you don’t have to cry.
I’ll be back upon my feet.
I’ll be back upon my feet.
Chase the moon and sun to find my one and only you.
I’ll be back upon my feet.
I’ll be back upon my feet.
Looking high, I’m looking low.
When I find my boots I know I got to go.
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