Glenn Greenwald RESIGNS From The Intercept Over CENSORSHIP!

Divine Justice is what I call what I believe in...

Oftentimes it is called, and is, Ironic Justice.  A subtle Hindu/Buddhist would call it, and it might be perhaps, Karma, the law of consequences. Maybe it's just Justice. I know not. But it's real, and that is why I believe in it. Nonetheless, I protest, I'm no less an atheist, though I admit a certain Deist coloration to my thought. "Divine" in my intention refers to an apparent manifestation of order or purpose in the meaningless chaos of existence; a glimpse of the ghost in the machinery, so to speak. And let's say that it pleases me to imagine such things.

Glenn Greenwald Resigns from The Intercept

Terrorists decapitating French citizens over Prophet cartoon (Full show)

Mme. Bardot avait raison. On ne devait pas l'avoir punie pour avoir dit la pure vérité.

I have a splendid, dual Bachelor of Arts degree in French and Italian (magna cum laude), but what's more useful to me in communicating with my fellow citizens are the courses I also took, and excelled in, in Geology and Astronomy:

Such that I absolutely know--and can, if put to it, explain--what utter rubbish so-called "Creationism" is. Jeezuz.

The Black Hole Bomb and Black Hole Civilizations

Neutron Stars – The Most Extreme Things that are not Black Holes

So. Stuff I'm very glad to know.

Hatun Tash ASSAULTED by Muslim For Muhammad Cartoon

This is the first time I've ever seen a grown man strike a woman in the face with a closed fist. I'm shaken by it, by the barbarity of it, far more than I would have imagined.

The Murderous History and Deceitful Function of the CIA - System Update ...

Watch: Glenn Greenwald’s Exclusive Interview With Evo Morales in Mexico ...

Glenn Gould talks about Stravinsky, Schoenberg, and Soviet music

Glenn Gould's judgements on 'Firebird' and 'Le Sacre du Printemps,' variously, to my surprise, are precisely the same as my own. Who'd 'a' thunk it? It remains still true, of course, that I think his critical indulgence of Schoenberg and the noisome (pun intended) contrivance of dodecaphony to be quite mistaken--perhaps even slavish or cowardly (except that he himself performs the awful stuff probably better than anyone else in the world).

~312~ If Joe Loses Here's Who To Blame

At last, the unvarnished truth.

BREAKING: Bolivia Defeats Coup! (Web Exclusive)

Damn! This is exciting. Big CIA failures are always thrilling.

The Spoils of Poynton

Henry James is my deepest secret gay soul-mate. I resonate profoundly to his revulsion against the heterosexual hegemony. I perfectly sympathize with his hatred for coarse, avaricious, omnipotent Miss Briggses of this world. Women, as they have evolved in English-speaking countries, are the enemy and nemesis of civilization. But, curiously, not as they have evolved in French-speaking countries--and James backhandedly makes note of this.

High Rollers: Exploring the Finer Points of Cannabis with Swami Chaitany...

What is wonderful and endearing about this (informative and relevant) dialog is how our self-ordained "Swami" stops his young interlocutor, who has just said "Frisco," and says reprovingly, "SAN Francisco, if you please." Truly, there are some cultural allegiances which cannot be violated.

Luxurious Modern Mansion In Moscow

Of course, this magnificent house is built in the wrong climate zone. As it stands--where it stands, in Moscow, Russia--it would be virtually unliveable for six months of the year without an enormous heating expenditure, for which no provision seems to have been made. Still, it is astonishingly beautiful; as glorious in its Zen-minimalist way as the gorgeous rococo confections of Rastrelli.

Joe Biden says that "young children who decide they want to be transgender should face zero discrimination."

Jesus fucking Christ. The utterly unscientific, hysterical and delusional notion that anyone, at any age, can decide to be the gender he wishes to be! Young children. Children whose parents are dissatisfied with the sex they (their children) are. It takes an acephalic Joe Biden really to champion this descent into the mindless Maelstrom of sadistic "infantile transgender." The Malice it seems to me to exhibit, on the part of our Saurian Puppeteers--towards the race of mankind and their children, whom they apparently view, not just as food, but as ridiculous food--is quite unnerving. ("Saurian Puppeteers" is my elegant new-fashioning of "Flesh-eating Lizards, etc.") Malice towards children is one of those peculiar evils that bespeak a civilization bent on its own destruction and already in an advanced stage of decay: First Century Rome, 15th Century France, 20th Century Europe and Asia....

¿Conspiracy?

¿Why is everyone these days trying to persuade me: that icky/nasty things--slimy salmon eggs, so-called "red caviar" (such as, with bated breath and grimaces of disgust, one uses to bait one's hook, when fishing for trout), utterly raw sashimi, and blood-reeking steak tartare (with raw, runny, sulphurous egg yolks)--taste good and are good for me? that Neanderthal males knew how to talk, and had (comparatively, I guess) enormous penises which were irresistible to our homo sapiens sapiens great-grandmothers? that the 2020 presidential election offers some kind of meaningful political choice to the electorate?

A Time of Barracks Emperors

What you notice, when things are really starting to go south, and the rush to the bottom of the chaos-heap has begun, is, that major players start taking hits--sultans get unexpectedly strangled, well-regarded pedophile pimps are murdered in jail, by a seemingly universal conspiracy: It's as if nobody anymore has a retirement plan. You get to the top--and crash and burn. It seems to be an intrinsic and ineluctable flaw in the system which, at a certain point (in a devolution which is to be measured by the amount of the national budget allotted to secret and unaccountable military expenditure), necessarily results in the decimation (but, interestingly, not the annihilation) of its own top-level management personnel. It all seems,  in brief, at once maniacally and rock-stupidly game-like. Like somewhere there's a score being kept, and obese entities smoking expensive seegars are betting shares of stock against one another. Ugh. These are nightmares I have when I try to imagine the Deep State.

9 Week Old Male Border Collie Pup Ireland

I had to search a little for this illustration of what the World's Worst Sheep-Dog was trying and stupendously failing to elicit from his flock of sheep.

NYT Endorses Biden By Vomiting Platitudes

Young Mr. Kulinsky, being (in a good sense) pure of heart and stalwartly truthful, nails it: This is the lie that the NYT expects us to believe--and it is crassly stupid and utterly unpersuasive. The former superficial plausibility even, is gone. They rave, they vaunt, they bluster, and they sound for all the world like carnival hucksters. Well, they are what they are: Hacks. Whores. Journalists for hire. On the grandest scale of course--they got us into the Iraq "war." They bombed Libya back to the stone age. Great is their power, as the organ of the Deep State. They will oversee the presidency of Kamala Harris (when Biden finally dies of terminal senile dementia), and proclaim her Hillary reborn.

Worlds Worst Sheepdog

Hilarious.

Thanks to the comte de Sade ("Divine Marquis") for reminding us that, for some people, pain is pleasure, excrement is art, and cruelty is love...

You can see how this leads on to Viennese Depth Psychology and Modern Classical Music on the one hand, and Cubism and Fascism on the other. Can't you? Well, as I said long ago to my younger brother--when I had played the beginning of the Mozart symphony No. 29 in A Major for him on my stereo, and he said in response that he didn't hear anything special in it--Something, in you, seems to be dead, or missing.

Coachella Valley 'King of Weed' Grows Highest THC % Cannabis in California

We have come so far. But where, I wonder, is the DEA in all this? Did that rogue, criminal, paramilitary agency, swelling with the plunder of hapless citizens' "asset forfeitures," simply back out of the Western States when these legalized pot? Hardly likely, methinketh. Evil entities never relinquish major sources of income--nor minor ones either, if they can help it.

ARE YOU REALLY THE PRESIDENT!? Putin Meets "The Most Interesting Human B...

Imagine. A head of state who behaves chastely, gently and respectfully, with children.

What's Blanc de Blancs Champagne? How is It Special? Episode #17

Tellement vrai. Yet something (my Inner Latinity perhaps--akin to Conscience) tells me that I probably  mean "véridique," not "vrai." French has this peculiar-to-itself capacity of rendering certain things unsayable and unthinkable--and therefore, as French-speakers themselves seem to sense the cosmic temerity of, non-existent. The feminine of fat, for example, is not to be found in the French language, nor, presumably, anywhere else in the universe. In this sense--what is fascinating--it is the French language itself, not me, nor any of my mental "faculties," which determines my meaning. Which (meaning), for the first time, ever, in my Anglo-Saxon-rooted conceptual universe, viewed through this distorting Gallic lens, seems to lie in the shade of more impersonal standards. So maybe there really is no feminine of the word fat (in French of course)--and maybe no woman, ever, was stupid in quite the male way she'd have to have been to be fat. But, frankly, I think the French language might be mistaken; though I admit I can't think of a convincing example.  The ladies, at their worst, when I think about it, seem to lack the pompous self-congratulation of gentlemen who are fats.

So--none more deservingly--Trump has come down with the plague, and is in the hospital, having breathing difficulties...

Sometimes the Gods are kind. Still, but reflect: Tomorrow Pence may be President; we will have gone from a fool to a pious fool.

The "Debate" Between Trump and Biden Was a Joke | Debate Breakdown

This is probably the best, most cogent account of the "annoying or, at best,  mildly amusing" presidential debate of 2020; I'm afraid it tells us more about it than merits hearing--or seeing. Now, please, I do realize that things have come to a deadly serious pass, and I do not mean to trivialize--but C'mon, this is an unseemly farce.

What I like about being a native English-speaker is having a lovely word like "unseemly" in my vocabulary, and knowing almost instinctually what it means, and knowing that no other word would convey quite the same disdainful opprobrium that one means to asperse.  Seems it (the word "unseemly") entered the the language in the 12th century from Old Norse, whence come, meseemeth, the skin and bones of what is half-mistakenly thought of as Anglo-Saxon English; and not only core words and third person plural pronouns from Old Norse, but also infinitive-splitting and adverbial "prepositions" at the ends of our phrases and sentences. I lucked out--plainly--in the providential acquisition of a mother-tongue which is at the same time, as it just so happens, virtually a universal lingua franca spoken--or at least understood--by most of the people on the planet, and a very interesting, expressive and comprehensive-of-much language in its own right.

Trump So Unhinged Debate Rules Are Changing

It's Mr. Wallace (unworthy son) who's at fault here: for not, in his capacity as Moderator, having made it clearly understood, beforehand, by both the debaters, that they might speak at his invitation only, and only for the amount of time that he might grant them to speak, and that otherwise they were to remain silent; and if they should violate this simple rule of conduct (and were not, say, silent when they had not been given permission, or invited, to speak), the fucking debate would be fucking over--with prejudice. Simple. Obvious. But not widely understood in America, because, by and large, Americans are stupid. A sickening majority of them believe, for example, in the Devil--the Devil. Imagine the stupidity of that. So maybe, in his turd-vulgar way, Trump really is our Representative President--in the same mystical sense that the Bourbon monarchs of France (and, no doubt, the Valois before them) thought themselves representative of their country--L'état c'est moi. I can conjure the vision of a Reality TV "star" taking Louis XIV for a rôle-model--Why not?