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December 28, 2011


My mind is a little spun up today. The news-stream in the last week or more has been so bizarre, what is a man or a woman to make of things? In general.

I thought I’ll do a multi-link post, but perhaps you’d rather just listen to a general take and use Google if called?

So, in America (which, if I may remind you, Accomplished it’s Mission (Remember Booosh, remember boooooooosh) in Iraq, leaving the nation and it’s people battered for Demoncrazy, infra-structure in ruins…..such kindness)….

a. Thousands of people lined up outside stores for hours (days?) on end in Ummmmmerikka, fought pitched battles, rioted, broke bottles, necks….and goodness what else… to get their hands on the re-re-leased Nike Air Jordan. Yes, losing life and limb for a pair of shoes. Worth killing and dying for….

b. Groups of teenagers fought pitched battles with themselves and the police, leading to the complete lockdown of the Mall of America, the world’s largest retail monstrosity. Chairs were thrown, pockets and bags were picked, faces broken, shots fired…yes, shots fired.. why? Because of a rumor that Lil Wayne and Big DuckMcFuddyeah might be in the mall. A rumor of a rumored visit by two rappers. hmmmmmm…..clearly this is a society and people that re-present the “hope (which I recently discovered rhymes with pope, nope, dope and downward slope)” of tomorrow.

imma kllah for sum shooze

Gimme my booze and B

Itches, like a sore

Inna  ma hed

Sumfukker bled

Fo ma shooze

So that is one take on Heymerica.

Meanwhile the Haymaker swingers in Unwashedington, passed a new law (Called the NDAA), which meant they could declare any Sheepizen of the Untied States an enemy combatant or terrowrist or some such, basically fascist power grab, carte blanche power.

Yo, gimmie dat.

Not a good sign at all. A noose is tightening. The heat is being turned up fast now and yet le froggie thinks the water’s fine, so fine.

The overwhelming feeling that an Orwellian, 1984 is descending upon us in 2011 is a good feeling to pay attention to.

Why? Are you really asking why? Okay, it’s because every step that tightens your noose or raises the heat a degree is one you agree to take. It’s the system, a weird glitch in the all powerful’s power.

Quick analogy…. most here understand computer/software basics. Ever wonder why “malicious” Malware always asks you to click on something, a file, an icon a link….. something that initiates your willing entry into the spider’s net. You click, you step forward in the court-room, you sign up without reading 40 pages of legalese fine-print. Well, you did it.

Caveat Emptor is the rule, don’t be anyone’s fool.

So, the chains are self worn. Such is how the “system” is set up. see the Devil Card in the major arcana of the Tarot. Two humans, with chains around their necks. Standing at the feet of Baphomet. But, interestingly, the noose of the chain is so big, they could easily be slipped off.

It’s self-bondage. All good, has it’s place and then comes a day you do actually slip the chain off.

I know I know. Tis the season to be jolly? Gay? Mind games in every way. Gay = Homosexual. Gay = Happy.

So the rabbit hole seems to be longish. Tumbling further to Yewrope, where a desperate battle is being  staged (yeees, staged, of course it is, such Drama, Sar-Cozy, Merkel, Mer-Cozy, Sar-kel…. two against the tide. There are now two “Unity” givernments in Yewrope, the Nay-shuns of Grease and Italy. Grease is on the skids, so to speak. Yup, un-elected Unity governments whose sole purpose is to push through Banker enforced austerity on the people. Unity Government. Scary. Even scarier is their being described as technocratic government. Yes, the technocrats will save us all. God save the us-saving technocrats and bless them too, eh?

Technocratic Unity Governments. Mark that name, because a lot of places are gonna get em!

Italy is meanwhile, adulterating it’s Olive oil. Need I say more? Indeed, low grade OO’s from lesser regions of the world, were mixed with toppofino Italiano olio olivo, to make it but a weak representative of truth in geo-tagging.

Speaking of tagging, the Orwellian British State got Orwellian-ier…some security firm won a grand snoopery prize, because their system can simultaneously tag and follow hundreds of people in a crowd, individually. Their software is going to go on GREAT Britain’s 700,021 security camera apparatus.

And boy, I’ll tell you what, the developed world, like it’s shining exemplars the once great B and it’s cross pond something, and Oz down below…. such spirited people.

So spirited. Always in high spirits. Or was that always high on spirits? Whatever. Such endearing and enduring images of the “First’ world must surely make villagers from the “Third” world want to upgrade their world, eh?

By the way, where is the second world? I want to go there. It never makes the news, must be really peaceful. Either that or Yellow Journalism has not been discovered there…yet. All the more reason.

Hey, if some second worlder’s are reading this post, can you get in touch? Thanks.

So, the first world, in pictures…

Left out with the trash: A woman is apparently incapable of standing lies defenceless against attack on the streets of Cardiff

Left out with the trash: A woman apparently incapable of standing lies defenceless on the streets of Cardiff

Unpleasant: Although this picture is shrouded in green light, the party girl pictured is feeling greener

Thigh high: One man tackles some railings wearing a fetching purple frock, fishnets and pink feather hat while carrying his handbag

Batons raised: Three officers restrain a youth whose evening has taken a turn for the worse


End of the road: Sprawled on filthy cobbles this girl is ignored as her friend plays on her phone

The one above really says it all eh? All pictures (there are many more) from: SOURCE

Ahhhh, life in the first world. Cheap booze, cheap life.

A Brawly good life, eh? Brawlly good.

What about Indya you might ask.

Hay, indya. Well, India is abuzz. Like a giant bee-hive people are glued to this that or the third thing. Cricket is on, so that takes out a good percentage of people from circulation. Hey, that rigged sport? The one that everyone knows is rigged to the bone and the ball and the run? That cricket?

Yup, cricket is on. The Gods of cricket are at play, heaven’s be praised.

Even more interesting, India is seeing the Attack of the Stand up Comic.

The Attack of the Stand Up Comic. They are coming from all shores. America, England, Australia, Canada…funny men and women.

So what. So what? Laugh dude. No no, not really. You see, the stand up comic is the great de-sensitizer.

See how many times Whoopsie Goldberg says Fuck in fifteen minutes of stand up? Or how many times that spindley, high pitched funny man says nigger? Western audiences have been trained, like pavlov’s dogs, to laugh at denigration.

that is right. Stand up comedy is denigrating. Starts with self-denigrating (I’m so forgetful, my mom is so…whatever), but up the chain, the big boys and gals? They denigrate everything that means anything and make us laugh. They make it okay to say fuck 400 times in 15 minutes in front of 500 sheep and hear them bleat back their laughter in return, like clockwork.

So, India is being softened, but more like pounded like flax into softening up. First they soften you, then they give you a credit card.

Soft people are easy to manipulate. See? So yes, leading names of the comedy industry are raining down on India teaching it to laugh at it’s god’s being called monkey-man and Elephant Boy.

The trend is clear ladies. Because you know who else is raining down on us?

Televangelists. Hallelujah! Huge stadia, teeming with soft people, waiting to hear the magnetic voice of Brother X from The Lord’s TeeVee. bling Bling, Golden thrones and all. Speaking in tungs.

The call of the Father is growing. The father now offers a $1,000 reward for your belief in his kingdom.

The heavenly father’s agents are everywhere…

Oh and we are trying to get rid of corruption. Yes, India is finally taking the bull by the proverbial horns.

In a master-stroke, a particular gent is forcing legislation to control the legislators.

Hey, foxie said the said gent.


My hen-house needs guarding.

Sure thing, I’m all over it. 😉

it seems people are willing to give up life and limb behind sloganeering and head fakes. It seems people cannot see anymore. It also seems like they cannot listen anymore. Barely here even.

Just about present, mostly absent.

Indya is really something to behold. It’s all happening here. Wild stuff.

It’s the Wild East, kind of like the Wild West, only different.

YeeeeehaW! i am a Kleptocratic, mercantilist, nepotist.

You get my gist? i’m on the list.

The A list.

It’s a birth-right with little left.

Hey, gimmie dat!

Same story, everywhere, really.

Fukushima is slipping (well, it was really over in the first week, now the effects are already showing up). Three top TEPCO officials have died of suspicious causes. hmmmmmm…… Fukushima is the DNA shredder event. Still flowing, spewing, radiating, into the water now, maybe the groundwater even.

And meanwhile, back in the US of a, BP won a fresh set of deep drilling rights in the Gulf of Mexico.

Perhaps enough said for the moment. That last piece is really two much, ne? BP will be re-drilling the GOM.

Too grinchy Vivek. C’mon, smile, tis the season to be Jowly.

Well, I’ve eaten some excellent bakes, seen glorious moons, been shown and had great doors of opportunity and perception open…am still taught daily by the cats.

But Us humans. The death of empathy…that is what i’m feeling, deeply.


More soon. Book in Hand, CD in Hand, DVD in hand. Now who is going to buy them, ehhhhhh?

We will see.

Take good care. Be warm. Listen deeply.

We are at the cusp of a great shift. no doubt. I’m feeling it and I can tell so are you all.

no volunteers for the land envelopment project? none? no one? no friend of a friend who does organic farming and always wanted to see India/ Or that crazy green builder you know perhaps? Or a de-sign student, fresh out of somewhere, eager to leap into what promises to be a rule-bending game-changer?

All good, just curious. If you have any resources you’d like to share, please do. It’s bare land, I want to steward it well.


in T+Ruth



15 Comments leave one →
  1. December 29, 2011 12:52 am

    I’m feeling the shift, but like my MawMaw used to say, it’s got me on pins and needles. It’s all so stupid…but I guess it’s got to play out, and so it will. And there are the cats..

  2. Nadall permalink
    December 29, 2011 5:48 am

    How do we buy them Vivek?

    I SO wish I had something to give to the land envelopement project. I don’t even know anyone to direct your way. So, it’s not me. Well … you say all good. I hope so (as she silently screams “COME ON Y’ you not see this awesome chance?????!!!!!)

    Another relax, breathe, let go, right? I’m getting kinda tired of those. Maybe I’m approaching cog/dis and will reorganize. Jeez.

    And yes, the pukeability of modern (anti) society is nearly complete I hope.

    Warm wishes you way.

    • December 29, 2011 8:17 pm

      Thanks for asking Nadall. 🙂
      I’m going to be self-publishing them (all three).
      I’ll put up a link so that I can start taking advance orders shortly. Like in the next few days..
      So far, the reaction to all three has been very rich and deep. 🙂

  3. amelia permalink
    December 30, 2011 7:19 am

    today in san francsico, i went to a new hip coffee shop, within the first 5 min i realized everyone in the shop had an iphone, i saw 2 people taking photos of their coffee! i saw another one writing a review on what looked like yelp (yes i was viewing his screen). the guy next to me put his ibook (still in manufacturer box) on the table and went to stand in a very long line… i watched through the window as a girl almost run into a crazy homeless person as she used her GPS to navigate her way down the street… i sat on BART (local train) and listened to an african american say “I’m bout to go bad, mary always tryin’ to pray – she wanna go off…I’m bout to go bad on this nigger! you be comin’ by yourself, you got me?” I had to write down what she was saying because it was so profound to me that she was warning everyone that she was about to go bad… america…

    • December 31, 2011 4:39 am

      Thanks for that awesome peek into daily life in Fan San Crisco Amelia. There is perception and then again there is reality, ehhhh?

      I could almost see it/hear it… please share more of what you see going down or up around you if you feel called.


  4. Gary permalink
    December 30, 2011 3:59 pm

    The heart is broken, but still keep hoping for the best, hoping for the best. Looking forward to the coming planting of the organic garden. It is good to plan ahead. Don’t know how I have made it so far. Reading way too much on the events of the day.
    I have noted the story of Shakira from the Swat Valley so terribly hurt from the blast – getting help from doctors in the U.S. Love the people around you. All circles touch. Everyone in the world is around you.

    U.S. fiat is soaked…

    • Nadall permalink
      December 31, 2011 5:16 am

      Well, I’m glad you’re around us Gary.

      Thrown in the garbage … aw, I can’t even say it. I can only hope some of those trigger happy soldiers who fly those drones read about this and real-ize it’s truth, not a video game.

      Like Vivek says (paraphrased) as we peel back the layers and see the truths IN us (and there IS no other) we are changed. And oh god how it can hurt. As it may, might, can, could, shall, should, will, would, must I suppose.

  5. December 31, 2011 6:49 am

    “Western audiences have been trained, like pavlov’s dogs, to laugh at denigration.”

    Sadly, truly, yes. Nothing is sacred except the absurd.

    Those pictures do say it all. I’m tired of being disgusted. That’s why I can barely stand to exist in society anymore, and find the company of the forest preferable.

  6. Vee Wong permalink
    January 1, 2012 7:22 am

    a thousand words, and more…seeing the pics. I am sad…and sad-der, like never before in this greeting season…

    And in the middle kingdom, waking up, too few. Still look to the leadership, Sigh!

    Might as well wait for the Horseman’s arrows…Will try to be calm.

    Be well.

  7. leading seamen permalink
    January 21, 2012 3:18 pm

    i think you can fill the entire www with fail pics shot randomly in any part of India.

    and was salman rushdie scared off recently? oops at fb and google for not publishing only acceptable contents.

    cast your net widely. you get a good catch to feed the family for the rest of the year.

    • January 21, 2012 3:50 pm

      Well, you need to dig around this blog a little deeper and then make snide remarks, leading seaman.
      And by the way, most of those fail pics in India would be as a result of pathetically implimented westernization, whether technology or fashion or even our british implemented system in general.
      Judging from your tone though, I’ll take it you are a fly by shooter. Be that as it may…

      • leading seamen permalink
        January 22, 2012 10:38 am

        you seem to take offense pretty quickly.

        the fail i mentioned have nothing to do with implementation of westernization.

        one example: take the local (or any train anywhere) in mumbai and watch hundreds of people squatting and defecating by the tracks (live!). it is unexplainable by any standards.

        as far whether i would be a fly by shooter or not will depend on how you far you can keep a discussion free of the usual internet vitriol.

        • January 23, 2012 6:57 am

          Leading S, your parting statement, minus context is weird, yes? In your first post. About casting nets and family feeding? This is akin to conversing in my mind, so a little pleasantry is always a good idea, I feel. What say?

          As for Mumbai shitters, of course it is a result of the de-humanization brought about by the Indistrial revolution (brought to us kindly by our past brit masters). Kill farming, make cities the only places with jobs, stuff them full. People tend to lose bodily self-respect.
          Much like the half naked and drunk women in the photos in this article. No different, only different set of social cues, is all.

  8. Gary permalink
    May 17, 2012 8:26 am

    The garden goes in. This weekend the last of the tomatoes join the beans, spinach, carrots, arugula,beets, radishes, kale, spinach, mustard – so I can look forward. Salads already enjoyed. Last year some salads were of blossoms only; nasturtiums, arugula, violas. Nearly everything has been removed by others. I had no say, Couldn’t save it. God knows I tried. I should’ve tried harder to save brother.

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