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Gosh, That’s So Weird, Right?

December 22, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

I’m talking about that dreaded b r e x i t deadlock with the e u and now a simply terrible, fast-moving strain of the fake p* n d* m*c (yes, the very same one that most people have a 99.997% chance of surviving), is forcing the people of the UK into yet another draconian l* ck d* wn just in time for Christmas (oh, and certain countries in the e u are now closing their borders to the U K because of that terrible, fast-moving strain of the fake p* n d* m*c — yes, the very same one that most people have a 99.997% chance of surviving).

Oh, and now, little kids in C A have the same thing!! Isn’t that the State where they are making great progress at booting out their insane ~~dictator~~, oops, g* v*r n*r?

I’m just sayin’ — it’s just so weird. That darn virus, and all its many sudden shifts and swerves and permutations. Just so darn smart. Yes, a smart virus. It goes right where the D**p St* te and the N*w W* rld *r d*r tells it to go.

I’ve never seen anything like it. Perhaps a little Vitamin D3 could knock it out…

Oh, and that Relief Bill they finally passed here in America yesterday, that no less than 50 Republicans (and 3 Democrats) in the House and 6 in the Senate voted against?? Gee, why’d they do that?? Here’s why:

- […] Rep. Paul Gosar (R-Ariz.) said he voted against the bill because it included billions for foreign governments. [Yes, many, many far away As * an countries will benefit more from this Relief Bill than American citizens will. — Ed.]“We need every dollar here helping our citizens. Instead we are buying billions in food for foreigners while bread lines form across the U.S. and American businesses remain closed by our own government,” he said in a statement.
  […] Rep. Warren Davidson (R-Ohio) said the way the bill was introduced—hours before the votes—was part of a “dishonest process.”
  
  “I will continue to vote against any bills that essentially bankrupt America and urge the pr * sid *nt to veto any bill that spends trillions of dollars without a markup, debate, or the opportunity for other representatives to amend it,” he added in a statement. […]

[full article is here]

This article below was great, gang. You should read it!

Study: Everyone Is Proud to Be American Except Progressive Activists (by Matt Palumbo)

- A new study found that no matter how you break up America’s citizens into different groups, each and every one is proud to be an American…. except for progressive activists. (In more surprising news, the study also found that 2+2=4 and confirmed that the sky is blue).
- […] The study found that despite the portrait of division painted by the media, there is common ground among Americans that creates a shared sense of identity, and most have a pride in that American identity.
- […] While progressive activists were the only group to not have pride in being American, the study found that only 8% of Americans fall into the “progressive activist” category ideologically.
- […] In response to the statement “If I could choose to live anywhere in the world, I would still pick America,” progressive activists are the only group where the majority would rather live elsewhere (if only they would!).
- Amusingly the percent of people who would remain in America if given the choice to leave is greater than the percent who say they’re proud to be American. So even a chunk of those who say they’re not proud to be American wouldn’t live anywhere else.
- […] a majority of every demographic said they feel like they belong in America:

[full article is here ]

All right, folks. The videos below are both educational, as well as disturbing, but give them a listen. Forewarned is fore-armed, right? (And if you like these videos, gang, please go and subscribe to them. A couple are still on Y* u T* b* but most are easily found on rumble dot com. Go and support them!)

Okay. Thanks for visiting. I love you guys.

“We’re Not Gonna Take It”

We’re not gonna take it
No, we ain’t gonna take it
We’re not gonna take it anymore

We’ve got the right to choose and there ain’t no way we’ll lose it
This is our life, this is our song
We’ll fight the powers that be just don’t pick our destiny ’cause
You don’t know us, you don’t belong

We’re not gonna take it
No, we ain’t gonna take it
We’re not gonna take it anymore

Oh, you’re so condescending, your gall is never ending
We don’t want nothing, not a thing, from you
Your life is trite and jaded, boring and confiscated
If that’s your best, your best won’t do

We’re right, yeah
We’re free, yeah
We’ll fight, yeah
You’ll see, yeah

We’re not gonna take it
No, we ain’t gonna take it
We’re not gonna take it anymore
We’re not gonna take it
No, we ain’t gonna take it
We’re not gonna take it anymore

No way!

We’re right, yeah
We’re free, yeah
We’ll fight, yeah
You’ll see, yeah

We’re not gonna take it
No, we ain’t gonna take it
We’re not gonna take it anymore

We’re not gonna take it (no!)
No, we ain’t gonna take it
We’re not gonna take it anymore (just you try and make us)

We’re not gonna take it (come on)
No, we ain’t gonna take it (you’re all worthless and weak)
We’re not gonna take it anymore (now drop and give me twenty)

We’re not gonna take it (a pledge pin)
No, we ain’t gonna take it (on your uniform)
We’re not gonna take it anymore

Below are 17 eye-opening minutes: “The [**] is now pushing forward with their Great R*s et plan. Those countries that are not going along with their agenda are being punished.” (For instance, U K and U S A)

The facts are closing in: “The [**]/MSM are now trapped by the Con st* t* tion, the law of the land. The el * ct * on results are not adding up, if we take all registered voters there are 13 million MORE votes than registered voters.” Ooops!!! How’d that happen??!! It’s just so weird, right??

If you aren’t already aware of the story below, spend 13 minutes learning about it now. It will make you want to spit.

This is that great interview, Q & A that Iwatched on Sunday afternoon and posted about yesterday.

This is an investment of your time, but you will learn all you need to know about the upcoming el*ct*ral vote/C*n st* t*tion process.

https://rumble.com/embed/v9gtfb/?pub=3r2t9

Still Waiting!!

December 21, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

Well, our little visitor has not come (yet). (See post about George from Saturday.)

Apparently the mom is trying to convince the dad that he does want a cat in the house! We’re gonna see how that goes. So, depending on whether or not the dad suddenly realizes that he loves cats, George may or may not be coming to live with us!

We shall see!

Meanwhile, Christmas is getting ever closer. And what an intensely strange Christmas it is, gang. But overall, I’m happy.

Yesterday (I guess after reading my blog) the Pr*s*d*nt tw ** t*d that martial law is fake news. (But, I mean, why would he confirm something like that??) (Okay, I won’t add to the martial law rumor mill…)

He also tw ** t*d that we’re also supposed to go to DC on January 6th. And he added that it will be ‘wild.’ YES — he used quotes. (He might have even capitalized it, I can’t remember right now.)

Why the quote marks? What the heck?? And that’s the “choosing of the el*ctor*l votes” day in C*n gr*ss. Even if I could afford enough gasoline to get to DC and back, or even afford a motel room at this point (gone are those heady not-so-long-ago days when I could jump into the Honda and drive to NYC, or even hop on a plane and fly out to LA. Or to London or Paris, for that matter.). Anyway. I can’t afford to go to DC right now. But even if I could — DC is truly just a hot bed of Ant*f* violence. It seems to be that January 6th will be off-the-charts insane in DC. So I’m just gonna watch it online.

However, that said. the Pr*s*d*nt wants you to go to DC on January 6th. Because it will be ‘wild.’

Okay. Well.

I watched a jaw-dropping interview online yesterday afternoon with Attorney L*n W**d. (On NTD.) (If I’m not mistaken, NTD owns the Ep*ch Times.) It was an intense interview. At an “undisclosed” location. It was basically a Q& A with W**d and his answers were unbelievably candid.

One of the things he advised for all of us was civil disobedience. He told us to stop wearing m*sks. To open up our businesses again. To defy these insane l*ck d*wns. To stand up for our rights to free speech, and to assemble (and to bear arms).

Places — even entire towns– in America are starting to do just that — civil disobedience. My favorite headline yesterday was over at the Post Millennial.

- NY Restaurants Ban Governor C*omo: “He can eat at some sh*tty restaurant outside of Albany”
- Struggling restaurants in New York City have banded together to enact a ban against New York G*v. An dr*w C* omo from dining at their premises following his coronavirus lockdown measures in the city.
  “He can eat at some sh*tty roadside diner outside of Albany but he will not be served anywhere in NY City, known universally as the world’s greatest dining destination! If he has to use the restroom he can go pee on my street-corner,” said bar owner Larry B**rd, reported the Coney Island Blog.
- Numerous members of the F B group “NYC Restaurants Open,” which is mainly made up of restaurant and bar owners, have come out in support of a lifetime order banning C* omo from being served at all New York City establishments.
  “Completely schizophrenic behavior! How are they coming up with these rules is beyond any logical reasoning,” […]

[full article is here]

I also liked this (unrelated) article from The Bl*ze:

- The word “Latinx,” which is nearly a “term used exclusively within the United States,” has been rejected by the vast majority of actual Latinos. A 2019 poll found that a whopping 98% of Latinos do not identify with the Latinx term. Of those surveyed, 44% preferred to be called “Hispanic,” followed by 24% who would like to be classified as “Latino/Latina.”
  A 2020 Pew Research survey found that only 23% of Hispanics had even heard of the term “Latinx,” and a minuscule 3% said they used the word to describe themselves. […]

[full article here]

And in another vein:

- Fl*nn: Foreign Intelligence Agencies Were Monitoring U S El* ct *on, Willing to Provide Information to Tr**p
- “We have evidence now of foreign countries […] were watching the attacks on our election system, our election process, on the 3rd of November,” Fl * nn told F *x Business on Friday. “So we now have that evidence and we received that today,” he said.

[full article here –includes link to video interview]

So, you’ll recall that I posted weeks ago, that the Pr *s *dent of Brazil was aware of the extensive el*ct *on fr* ud here in the U S. Other countries are coming forward now, too — with intelligence reports.

This means that foreign countries are better informed about what’s going on here in the U S than approximately 50% of our own country. (But rest assured, that information divide is being done on purpose, folks.)

(A quick FYI — if you leave comments for me re: politics, I do reply, but the comments/replies only stay visible for about 20 minutes and then are deleted.)

Okay, well. There was just a ton of news-related stuff yesterday, gang. I cannot possibly post it all here. Things are getting decidedly intense here in the U S. I’ve posted just a small handful of things below. But always remember you can check online news sources throughout the day: B*n g* n* R* port, and the Ep*ch Times update constantly.

Thanks for visiting, gang. Happy Winter Solstice!! And have a great Monday. Don’t forget that tonight is the night that Jupiter and Saturn have that conjunction. I think you look at the southwest area of the sky (in the U S, anyway). Okay, I love you guys.

Watch this 1-minute video below before they block it. It is so true. You will love it!

The last 15 minutes of the video below includes an educational video about everything you’re not being shown on mainstream media and how it is splitting the country in half:

My favorite quick update on daily politics and military:

Steve C* rt*s spoke with Host, Eric Gr** tens, on “Actionable Intelligence” stating why a special prosecutor needs to be appointed to investigate B* d en ‘s ties to C h* n *.

At Long Last, A Visitor is Coming!!

December 19, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

Well, we shall see, gang. But tomorrow evening (Sunday), a young guy named George is supposed to be coming to live with us!!

This is not a photo of George, but it gives you a hint of what George looks like:

George is a rescued house cat, who was abused and abandoned and neglected, and has one bad eye and lots of anxiety, but we’re hoping to give him a loving home. The young girl who was sweet enough to rescue him and take him to a vet and get him fixed up, has a dad who doesn’t want cats in the house.

And since I am a person who doesn’t want a house without cats, George might be a good fit. We’re going to find out.

Sadly, George doesn’t have a job (I don’t think he even has any marketable skills) so he won’t be contributing to the household financially, but he has a reputation for being very loving when he is feeling safe. So that’s good enough for us, and we will simply try to make the food go far enough to feed one more tiny little mouth.

Okay!

There was a cool article in Interview Magazine, about Nick Cave and his recently launched, somewhat controversial Cave Things.

Yesterday, I got the groceries in town and tried to get enough to last me until the week after Christmas, so that hopefully, I won’t have to deal with the craziness of the grocery store at Christmastime (it was already crazy enough there yesterday). And of course, the moment I got back from town, I realized I’d forgotten to buy one thing that I hadn’t added on to my shopping list because I’d thought to myself as I was heading out the door: No way am I gonna forget to buy that! But, in fact, I did forget to buy it. But here’s hoping I can just fucking deal with it. I’m not going to drive another 50 miles just to get one stupid thing… Lordy!

It’s going to be a quiet Christmas, since my birth mom won’t be here this year. But we’ll have George! I’m sure it will be very cozy, merry, and nice.

Okay.

Things seem to be going in two equal directions in this fair land of ours: The extreme v*t* fr*ud will either be handled legally, in the U S S*pr*me Court, or by some sort of martial law stemming from the E O on or after Christmas Eve.

I, personally, am feeling it’s gonna go in the direction of the military in some way. Perhaps not all-out martial law. But we shall see.

If you’re following the actual news, and not the Disinformation Station, you are no doubt noticing that the amount of jaw-dropping leaks happening now just keep on multiplying and multiplying. You must listen to D*n B*n g* n*’s show from yesterday, below. Do not miss it. Finally — the truth is not only “leaking” out, it is a fucking tidal wave… It is really just kind of unbelievable. You must listen to it.

All righty. I’m gonna let you listen to last night’s round up, without going on & on about it here on the blog this morning. I’m leaving you with my drinking-my-coffee-in-the-dark-while-lying-in-bed music from this morning!! Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds, “Are You the One that I’ve Been Waiting For?” from The Boatman’s Call (1997). Enjoy! And thanks for visiting, gang. I love you guys. See ya!

This will make you sick but you’ve gotta listen to it, gang:

My new favorite way to quickly catch up on the day’s events before the night begins:

Don’t miss this one, either, folks! The shorter X* 2 R* p*rt: “The Governors and Mayors are now trapped, they were expecting a bailout if they followed instructions in keeping their cities and towns locked down, and now they are struggling….” (This would feel good if it weren’t for all those poor people whose lives they have crushed.)

Always eye-opening! This is how I end every evening now:

Could it Get More Unmanageable??

December 18, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

Jumping Jiminy, gang!

First of all, for some weird, inexplicable reason, I keep thinking that yesterday was Sunday and so today must be Monday, right? The start of another overwhelming week of politics and c*up d’*tats and fake p*nd*m*cs…

But every time I realize that, no, it’s actually Friday, I feel like everything should just calm right down and be okay. Because there’s just something about the idea of Friday that always feels like: here comes the calm after the storm.

And yet…

What the fuck is going on with the cyber s* curity br ** ch? It sounds like all-out war and yet the only people who are sending out seriously alarming alarms about it are the folks at Fox News.

But supposedly, S* l* r W*nds’ back door had the most complicated password known to man: S * l *r W *n ds 123. WTF was up with that? Obviously, everybody knew…

There are the military podcasts saying that this br ** ch is the worst thing that has ever happened between the US and R * s s **

But then the q podcasts are cheerfully saying, sit tight P* tr *ots, this is just the calm before the st* rm…

Which makes me then wonder, is this another one of those keenly timed national security leaks? Because it sure does make B* den and O b *m * look really bad… For instance, trait *rs, tre * son, or at the very least inexplicable ineptitude.

But it makes me feel like I really am going to go down with this ship. Knock out my electricity and my house will freeze up and explode in some sort of ice geyser… There is no way I can possibly afford a generator right now. The fake p* n d*m *c wiped me out.

And then the outages online continue. First it was Y* u t* b* and g ** gl*, then g m a i l twice, then a big chunk of the back end of word p r e s s. All in less than a week.

And then I got contacted online, twice on the phone, and one text — all by one fake company, all within a matter of moments yesterday. As near as I could tell, they were out of H* ng K * ng, a money laundering scheme. I didn’t reply or answer the phone, but that’s as near as I could glean from a cursory search on a vpn.

And all this while the back end of my blog was down. And so I thought: Oh crap. How quickly they pinpoint you, right? Is all this because of what I posted about J*mm * L* i?

It is so easy to get super paranoid…

Then the staffer leak about US S*pr *me Court J* dge R* berts perhaps being a victim of blackmail and so that is why he’s screaming and fucking everything up…

Then the news that the man who was somehow involved in reporting the suspicious death (or somehow involved in the recent suspicious death) of Gov. K * mp’s daughter’s boyfriend — that guy just “committed suicide.”

Suspicious death. Then suspicious suicide. And K* mp did that 180 in G A on a vote audit in the space of about 24 hours after his daughter’s boyfriend’s suspicious car crash…

Plus, I’d forgotten to post here that there is reason to believe that all these Judges in the lower courts are throwing out the legal cases not because the Judges are corrupt, but because their lives and the lives of their families are being threatened.

So that’s pretty horrible.

Okay, so anyway. I’ve just been alerted that s* cial m* dia is now going wonky again (Instagram this time). Let me post this in case everything goes out.

I will let you try to sort out all the politics from yesterday. I love you guys. See ya.

A great way to get a quick update on military and daily politics each night:

The usual awesomeness:

The usual jaw dropping stuff:

Reasons to hope:

Snow!!!!

December 17, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

It has arrived. An actual snow storm that accumulated quite a big bit!!

It was so lovely here last night and first thing this morning, before the sun was even up.

Here is a wistful comparison.

The hydrangeas at the height of summer, and how the bush looked this morning!

It’s sometimes hard to believe it’s the same plant. But it always comes back…

Okay, gang.

Yesterday was quite a big news day. Much of it kind of depressing, as more and more information comes to light.

More and more ironically-timed “leaks.” All of it is below.

One of the more promising things is that all those swing States that were unbelievably loaded with v* t*r fr* ud have now certified their fraudulent b* ll ots and are now officially on record as being part of the c * up.

I wouldn’t want to be any one of them for anything in the world.

And Z * ck *r b*rg? What do you suppose the inside of his stomach looks like right now? $500 million and documents to prove he was influencing the el * ct* on in worse ways than initially surmised…

Funny how, now, all of the sudden, t w * tt *r is reversing their recent c*n c* r ship decisions… A little late. (I get the distinct impression that a heck of a lot of people are going to prison.)

And on Christmas Eve, no less. (upcoming E O)

Of course, I could be wrong about that. But everything is just getting crazier and crazier — Bill B* rr is not “resigning” but “stepping down” on Christmas Eve to spend Christmas with his family?? Being replaced by prosecutors with military experience and experience with the death penalty??

Nothing says “Merry Christmas” quite like that, gang. WTF, right??!!

And speaking of Orwell’s 1984 (I wasn’t speaking of it just then, but in a sense, I am always speaking of it nowadays): how about that certain Lincoln High School in San Francisco, trying to get renamed because Abraham Lincoln didn’t do enough for the lives of black people…

Holy fucking McMoly. (Hopefully, you already have a ring in your nose because it’s gonna be so much easier for them to lead you around by it.)

Remember what the main guy in 1984 does for a living?? He constantly rewrites history so that no one ever knows what really happened in the past…

If you think it’s annoying that I keep telling you to either read or re-read 1984, this is why, gang. It is all happening right in front of our very eyes.

But we still have time ~~to douse everyone in gasoline and set them on fire, burn baby burn!!~~ — oops! I meant to say: we still have time to change all this!

Yes.

That’s what I did, indeed, mean to say.

All right. Well, so far it’s a peaceful morning here in the Hinterlands (where 99.9% of the people don’t wear m* sks, do carry guns and voted for Tr** p). Snow everywhere here. The laundry is almost done. And I’m getting ready to make another pot of soup!! Yay!! Perfect weather for that. And then I will do a little bit of writing. So it should be a nice day, all things considered.

Please, people. If you live in Airstrip One (NYC), do not give in. If you choose to take the vaccine, there is no way that it takes 8 or 9 months to be truly effective; and that you still have to wear a mask and/or stay at home. Turn off the fucking mainstream news. Stop buying the NY Times. They truly are the pathway to Orwell’s Big Brother. They are purposely trying to break your spirit, and to bankrupt you, and to dis-inform you.

Hospitals across the US are nowhere near full capacity. There are no infected dead bodies piling up in the streets. There is no p* nd* m*c. There are only m* sks to muzzle us and l* ckd* wns to keep us from freely comparing notes about all of it with our friends and families.

But remember this all-important fact:

- New York’s indoor dining ban isn’t stopping Gov. Andr *w Cu* mo from filling a campaign war chest or celebrating his birthday in style. [article here]

- Cuomo is celebrating his 63rd birthday after an order forcing New York City restaurants to close for in-person dining: High rollers who raise or donate $10,000 will get a code to join a half-hour pre-party Dec. 17, along with “flex tickets” that friends can use to join the main reception later on. [full article and video]

AND, of course, THIS:

Okay, folks. It’s all true. It’s all horrific. It all has to stop.

Thanks for visiting, gang. Have a good Thursday, if at all possible. I love you guys, see ya.

Guess who else is in bed with you-know-who??

The leaks just keep on leaking, gang!

“Disneyland in Sh* ng h ai” + “Concentration Camps in Ch* n*” = a no-brainer great move for fun-loving America!! How do these fucking people sleep at night? Watch this one, gang. You will not believe it.

Awesome stuff happened yesterday, gang. A brief recap:

This will make you absolutely sick. But still watch it anyway:

Holy McMoly. It’s always worse than we expected:

Watch this again and ask yourselves: How are these people managing to not be in prison?? I mean, for real.

Reasons to Celebrate!!

December 16, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

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!

Sobering, as always!

Fore-Warned is Fore-Armed!!

December 15, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

All righty, gang.

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.

https://rumble.com/embed/v7zipn/?pub=3r2t9

And this just because it was creepy and cool. A great song from my childhood!! “In the Year 2525” with German subtitles.

https://rumble.com/embed/v98roq/?pub=3r2t9

Our new Manchurian Candidate!

Some Awesome Memories!!

October 23, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis 2 Comments

Today is the 4th anniversary of Bunny’s passing — she was such a sweet cat. I swear that I still miss her every day.

I went looking for some old photos of her to post to the blog, and I serendipitously (which I don’t think is actually a word) discovered a bunch of photos that I forgot I had.

So it’s Memory Day again, here in Marilyn’s Room!!

First of all, I found a wonderful photo of Paul at Christmas, 1996. Paul was my best friend who died, whom I blogged about yesterday.

He was already really sick here, but you can see that even while he was dying, he was just such a good-natured human being.

Here are two photos of Bunny right after I rescued her and her brother, Buster, from a NYC cat shelter in Times Square. They were a few months old already when I adopted them. Bunny is the larger cat, Buster, was the grey and white cat. I loved both of them so much, it was almost unbelievable.

Bunny and Buster on the dining room table on West End Avenue, NYC.

Wayne was not happy that I adopted two cats to replace Kitty after she died. But the rescue place wanted me to have this brother & sister pair, even though I had gone in to adopt a different cat. They insisted that I have these two instead and they wound up being such a joy to me.

When Wayne and I thought we were having a baby, we decorated the nursery. But no babies came, so it eventually turned into my office. So my office on West End Avenue was half-nursery. This is right after Bunny & Buster were adopted.

I could not believe I found this photo!! This is the house my family lived in from 1964-1966, in Cleveland. I took the photo decades after we lived there, but this was our house! I have so many memories from this house. I could write an entire book just about that. I found out years later that both of my parents disliked this house, but my dad bought it because it was really close to the school — just down the block. And both me and my older brother started school when we lived here.

The house Mikey Rivera and I lived in together.

I did not even remember that I had this photo!! Mikey Rivera and I were going to buy this house in Easton, Pennsylvania. It was owned by a priest who rented it out. We were “renting to own” when my mom got sick and we wound up moving back to Ohio. We lived in it for 6 months.

This was my office in that house. The house was really old — well over 100 years old. I edited a couple of anthologies in this office and wrote a few short stories, but didn’t live there long enough to write much more than that.

My office in the apartment in Pennsylvania.

This was my “office” in the apartment Mikey & I rented when we left NYC together, before we moved into that house above. We rented a small one-bedroom apartment in an old Victorian house that was on the Delaware River in Pennsylvania, in the foothills of the Pocono Mountains. We were less than 2 hours from NYC, so it was an ideal location. I could easily go back & forth to Manhattan to meet with publishers and other writers, etc., and Mikey could go visit his son, who was only about 6 years old (!!) at the time. (He’s now well out of college…).

My “office” was in a corner of the living room. He and I lived there for 3 years. I wrote 3 novels in that little corner — including Freak Parade, which I wrote about Mikey Rivera. I also wrote three novellas and many, many short stories in that little corner. I also edited 4 fiction anthologies. All in that little corner. I was extremely creative there.

Naturally, Mikey and I shared the tiny apartment with Buster & Bunny! And according to my lease, I was only allowed to have one cat. So we always had to hide Buster from the landlord. Luckily, the two cats looked enough alike, that if one would sit in the front window, you couldn’t really tell if it was a different cat. The only problem was to never let both cats sit in the front window at the same time. The landlord only lived a couple blocks away, so I was constantly worrying that he was going to see both cats at the same time. Luckily, my little desk was not far from the window, because I mean it was a constant chore to keep both of them out of that window at the same time. (It was a beautiful bay window, looking out over the river.)

Okay! That’s my little trip down Memory Lane for today.

Well, the podcast recording went very well yesterday, although I barely even mentioned The Guitar Hero Goes Home! We talked about a bunch of other stuff, instead. Mostly the state of the erotica publishing industry now compared with its heyday, when we all first met. (Me, M. Christian, and Ralph Greco, Jr.) I will let you know when you can listen to it on YouTube.

And today, I am feeling better all the way around. The bruise on my thigh is a hideous mass of vibrant colors now, but almost all the pain is completely gone. And this evening, I’m meeting Kevin, the director of my play, for dinner, so I’m really looking forward to a chance to get out and socialize again. Yay!! And we’ll be discussing all the things that are going on with my play, so I’m very eager to hear about all that.

Nick Cave’s official web site sent out an email this morning, announcing the screening dates for the extended film version of Idiot Prayer – Nick Cave Alone at Alexandra Palace. To purchase tickets, you can locate your area here. (I think. I might have just given you the link that says you can’t yet buy tickets to see the film in Crazeysburg, but I’ve been assured the film is coming here soon!) (Just kidding, of course. Nothing comes to Crazeysburg!!)

Okay, that’s it!! Have a terrific Friday, wherever you are in the world. Thanks for visiting, gang. I leave you with “Euthanasia,” the new song by Nick Cave, which is in that film mentioned above. Enjoy. I love you guys. See ya!

Day #2 On the CBD Oil !!

October 14, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis 5 Comments

The neck pain is absolutely gone. Yay. And I’m not quite as “relaxed” as I was yesterday morning, but I am still very relaxed and in an incredibly great mood. So we’ll just see how it progresses.

Anything to stay off of Advil and Tylenol.

The best news of all, though, is that we FINALLY have the cover art fixed for The Guitar Hero Goes Home, and the formatting is also fixed. So that didn’t take too long, right? Just a couple of fucking months.

But I am just so happy, gang. Even though the eBook has been fine from the beginning, I am finally feeling like the “book” is actually done. Another “baby” alive in the world for me. To live indefinitely. I never get tired of that feeling.

The first time I went from being published in underground zines, to being published in an actual book, was when I sold the story “The Birthday Party” to Masquerade for an anthology called The Unmade Bed (1997):

And I was so excited. What an incredible thrill. And it wasn’t my best story — it was really tame compared to what I normally write — but it did seem to be popular, and it went on to get published a few more times over the years. But I can’t remember where. I know Alyson Tyler published it in The Happy Birthday Book of Erotica, or something like that. And it’s in one of the Muse Revisited collections.

(I’m a really great sales person, aren’t I? “It’s out there somewhere, all you have to do is find it. Let me know how it goes.”)

When my first book came out, (Neptune & Surf, also from Masquerade), I was over the moon!! And since for whatever reason, Wayne (my husband at the time) wasn’t willing to celebrate with me, I went out for drinks with Christy Cassidy and Nan Kinny — and Nan was one of my absolute heroes, a true role model for me. I just loved her. (She’s not dead, they just moved away and I haven’t seen either of them in ages.) Nan was one of the founders of the legendary On Our Backs magazine, the first hardcore dyke BDSM porn magazine. It was out of San Francisco. And I just worshiped her and what she had accomplished with that magazine.

Anyway, Christy and Nan were both really happy for me. And it was the very best feeling, having a book come out. And I never get tired of the feeling, gang. I absolutely never do.

Although, one thing I will say is that, usually, no one celebrates with me. The only people who are excited for me are people who are colleagues in some way — in the industry. “Regular” people — friends and family –always distance themselves from my books. Even people that I’m very close to — friends/lovers who might have stories or whole books dedicated to them, or serve as the inspiration for some of my early stories. No one wants to be publicly connected to what I write. Which makes me sad, but I’ve gotten used to it. And I find ways to celebrate on my own. So this is how I celebrated last night!! (We’re drinking CBD tea!!) (Just kidding…)

Okay!!

So. I’m going to get started here. It is a really lovely fall day here in Crazeysburg. I hope it’s equally lovely wherever you are in the world today! Thanks for visiting. I’m leaving you with two things — the same song, but two different titles, and two different singers. “Weeping Annaleah” by Tom Jones, and “Sleeping Annaleah” by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds. (A song written by the great Mickey Newbury and Dan Folger.) Contrast and compare!! And enjoy. All righty. Have a great day, wherever you are! I love you guys. See ya.

We’re Gonna Try Again Today

October 3, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis 3 Comments

Yesterday was intense, gang.

I don’t know if that full moon was factoring in to things, or not. But emotionally, I was all over the place yesterday.

The happy stuff was that my lunch with Kevin, the director of Tell My Bones, was so much fun. He had some initial casting questions, regarding actors, but other than that, we just talked about all kinds of stuff and laughed a lot and had a really nice break from the intensity of our lives.

And then, almost the moment I got back home, my ex-husband in NYC called to chat. He actually bought the print edition of The Guitar Hero Goes Home and was reading it!!

He said he would give me his feedback when he’d finished reading it, but he asked, “How can people think there isn’t a lot of sex in this book?”

Well, by the standards of “erotica” there’s not a lot of sex in it. By anyone else’s standards, I guess there’s a ton of sex in it… (I do have it listed as “appropriate for over 18 only”)

I give up, though — trying to figure how to market anything I write. There’s always either too much sex or not enough.

But it was so nice that he actually bought the book.

And then my other friend Kevin called! The one who lives in Montana most of the year (and the one who my ex-husband visited while on his vacation out West this summer!). It was so nice to chat with him. He’s planning to come back to Ohio soon, but only for one month and then he’s planning to go off to Chile and Argentina for a while, if COVID doesn’t get in the way of that. So I’m not sure if that vintage 1965 VW camper van of his will remain in my barn indefinitely or not.

So that was really just great — to have all those people to talk to you yesterday, including actually seeing another human being!

But in between all that, I would sink rapidly back into a depression. For a few reasons, many of which involve people who are not getting back to me about things that are very important to me (some other things I wrote, and also stuff related to another play). I’m beginning to feel like I don’t exist.

But part of me is trying to convince myself that “not hearing from people” is actually a good sign…

And I’m still trying to get them to come pick up the 8 yard waste bags filled with dead hydrangea blossoms that are sitting at the curb (since Tuesday). 6 phone calls. Each phone call guaranteeing me that the truck is coming, and it never comes… Yesterday afternoon, the customer support person said the truck came by and couldn’t find any yard waste.

How can you not see 8 enormous brown yard waste bags filled with enormous hydrangea blossoms at the curb? Finally, the last phone call I made to them yesterday to see if they’d get here before the weekend started — the lady told me I’d be better off just putting them in my trash bin and having them picked up as trash on Wednesday.

It broke my heart, you know. Literally. Because I’m neurotic and I can’t treat all these beautiful blossoms like “trash.” But now I have to. So I stuffed them into my trash bin and now there’s no room left for my regular trash between now and Wednesday.

I actually cried doing that — not only because that’s how fucking sensitive I am, but because, you know, why didn’t the guy who picked up the trash on Wednesday — yes, the very same guy who moved all 8 yard waste bags one foot away from my trash bin — just put them in the garbage truck, since he was actually holding them??

I hate when things make no sense and then I’m the one who ends up feeling crazy.

Well, one nice thing — I was sitting at the kitchen table, eating dinner and trying to stop streaming that Brian Jones documentary because it keeps making me so fucking sad: I saw a woman walk by on the sidewalk and then she stopped and pulled one of the yard waste bags from out of my bin and took a whole bunch of those hydrangea blossoms home with her. I don’t know if she’s going to dry them or what. But I felt so happy that someone was going to use them, probably as decorations in some way.

I can’t bring anything like that indoors because all 7 of my crazy cats destroy that kind of thing over night.

Another nice thing is that the little house across Basin Street is finally going to get some inhabitants!

When I first moved in here, the woman who owned that little house was in a nursing home, and she has since passed away. Her son comes by periodically to take care of the grass, etc., but it’s been a totally empty house. But the son has been getting it ready for some people to move in — an older couple, it looks like. It will be so nice to finally have some life over there.

Here is the little house, this morning, as the full moon was just barely visible through the fog. It looks like a really weird house from this side of it, but it’s actually really cute. And has 2 porches and a deck.

At one point, I was hoping my birth mom could either rent that house, or we could buy it for her. But my sister didn’t want her living that far away, and I don’t think my birth mom wanted to live that close to me, 24/7 — because I’m sort of crazy, in case this blog has not alerted you to that.

Whereas, both of my sisters are intensely not crazy. They’re super grown up and serious about everything. (And I’m actually the eldest.)

Well, okay.

Last night, I was listening to some lovely Morgana King music in the dark, in my bed. Trying to seek out reasons to be really happy about all these people who are treating me like I’m invisible. (This song in particular, is so lovely):

And then I started poking around in my music, and I discovered that Bruce Springsteen has actually dropped another new song for his upcoming album, Letter To You. It’s called “Ghosts,” and it blew me away for 2 reasons: one, being that it was that anniversary of Tom Petty’s death yesterday and it made me think a little bit of Tom Petty.

But it also made me think of The Guitar Hero Goes Home — my new novel. It really did. It just kicked my heart so hard.

Because, you know, it’s always just me and the thoughts that are in my head. It’s been like that for as long as I can even remember. I’ve always been very isolated by my thoughts, even as a really little girl. And then at some point, my thoughts make it on to paper and go out in the world, and they either sell or don’t sell, but then I’m always right back to being alone with the thoughts that are in my head.

But even though The Guitar Hero Goes Home is fiction — I made it up, it just came to me out of the blue two summers ago, when I was so in love; but even though he’s fiction, that guy in that novel is so real to me. Just so real. For me, he lives. And I love him like he’s “real.” And so that new Springsteen song “Ghosts” just hit me so hard.

And not in a bad way, but a very intense way, and it reminded me of how isolated I really am. And I don’t guess that, as this point, it’s going to ever really change. I guess that this particular lifetime is just all about managing alone.

Okay, well. I’m going to get started here. Yoga and then put some more of those thoughts down on paper and call it a short story.

I hope you have a great Saturday underway, wherever you are in the world. Thanks for visiting!! I love you guys. See ya.

“Ghosts”

I hear the sound of your guitar
Comin’ from the mystic far
Stone and the gravel in your voice
Come in my dreams and I rejoice

It’s your ghost moving through the night
Your spirit filled with light
I need, need you by my side
Your love and I’m alive

I can feel the blood shiver in my bones
I’m alive and I’m out here on my own
I’m alive and I’m comin’ home

Old buckskin jacket you always wore
Hangs on the back of my bedroom door
Boots and the spurs you used to ride
Click down the hall but never arrive

It’s just your ghost moving through the night
Your spirit filled with light
I need, need you by my side
Your love and I’m alive

I can feel the blood shiver in my bones
I’m alive and I’m out here on my own
I’m alive and I’m comin’ home

Your old Fender Twin from Johnny’s Music downtown
Still set on 10 to burn this house down
Count the band in, then kick into overdrive
By the end of the set we leave no one alive

Ghosts runnin’ through the night
Our spirits filled with light
I need, need you by my side
Your love and I’m alive

I shoulder your Les Paul and finger the fretboard
I make my vows to those who’ve come before
I turn up the volume, let the spirits be my guide
Meet you, brother and sister, on the other side

I’m alive, I can feel the blood shiver in my bones
I’m alive and I’m out here on my own
I’m alive and I’m comin’ home
Yeah, I’m comin’ home