Showing posts with label Today Is a Good Day To Die. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Today Is a Good Day To Die. Show all posts

7.11.2011

(video) Wise Words from Immortal Technique: Interview 7/11/11

 "Empires don't fail because of money or because wars are lost.  When people no longer believe in it, it stops being what it is."

"The biggest failure of American capitalism is to invest in systems, in these meticulous bureaucracies, but they don't invest in people.  And you know how you can tell this?  Look at the bailouts for banks.  What about the bailouts for [people] that lost their homes?  What about the bailouts for [people] that have nowhere to live?  Now they're forced out of their homes.  A single mother with four children living in a fucking shelter now.  Where's her fucking bailout?  Her children could be the future of America.  Her children could be the driving force of a new generation, but you don't hear about that shit."

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A few classic raps by Immortal Technique...


7.08.2011

Anonymous Operation Bohemian Grove: 7/13/2011

Who is Anonymous?  If you don't already know, this video gives some good background.  Afterwards we'll get on to analyzing the Boho Bozos, aka the dinosaurs of Bohemian Grove who are in many ways responsible for our current predicaments.


Bush, Jr. addresses the tribe. Bohemian Grove, 2000
If you don't know what the Bohemian Grove is, I'm not surprised.  Not too many people do.

But you do know who Anonymous is, right?!  You know -- "ANONYMOUS: we do not forgive. we do not forget. expect us." -- the loosely organized hacker and civil disobedience posse representing the last great hope for humanity.

Well, Anonymous recently set their sights on the Bohemian Grove and are planning to blockade and infiltrate a two week long big-wig powwow that kicks off this June 13th.  Where to even begin...


Reagan and Nixon lounging at the Bohemian Grove, 1967
The Bohemian Grove is a 2700 acre luxury "campground" with accommodations for over 2000 people. The Grove itself is a beautiful old growth Redwood forest which -- two weeks out of the year -- serves as lecture hall, romp room, and urinal for the ultra-exclusive Bohemian Club (Men Only!).  The BC was founded in San Francisco and has been in existence for 139 years.  Past and current members include numerous US Presidents (Taft, Eisenhower, Nixon, Reagan, both Bushes), Henry Kissinger, former Federal Reserve Chairman Alan Greenspan, numerous other "made men" of the global banking cartel,and political and business dickwads of various ranks and stripes.

Most of the names on the leaked 2010 membership list are seemingly nobody's until you Google them and realize that while all are wealthy and powerful in their own way, some are more famous than others.  This isn't just a good ol' boys club for so-called "Conservatives", either.  Though they were never officially members, Presidents Clinton and Obama supposedly attended meetings just prior to their elections.  One name that stuck our while I was perusing last year's membership list is Paul F. Pelosi, wealthy husband to Democrat Nancy Pelosi, Speaker of the House.  None of that Liberal, Conservative, Republican, Democrat nonsense matters anyway...

I WANT YOU (to disagree and fight amongst each other while I retain complete control)
 Membership is not limited to Americans either.  Bohemians fly in on private jets from all over the world for each year's pow wow.  But don't worry: this isn't and unsanctioned, unreported, two week long, annual meeting of the world's wealthy and wicked.  In fact, the official slogan of the club is "Weaving spiders come not here" which is taken to mean, "leave your business at the door".

A more reasonable interpretation of the slogan is "don't use the powers of logic to weave a sensible conclusion about what actually goes on here."  Pretending that no partnerships are made, decisions are made, or orders passed down at the Bohemian Grove is like pretending no baseball gets played at MLB spring training camps.

Official Bohemian Club Logo: If Hitler were an owl...
2000 wealthy, powerful, self-serving men shouldn't be allowed to get together and chat for two weeks each summer in the complete absence of women or the public eye... but that's exactly what happens at the Bohemian Grove each year.  Invariably they end up fucking one another (literally) and -- in a slightly less direct manner -- the rest of us and our ailing Mother, Planet Earth.  For example, during WWII Bohemian Grove was the birthplace of the Manhattan Project responsible for creating the first atomic bombs and dropping two of them on the Japanese.  More recently, the troubled man-boy-lovers of the Bohemian Grove decided to profit from collapsing of the American economy, looting of the US Treasury, and sticking the poor with the bill.

I could go on and on about the nonsense that goes on in the Bohemian Grove, but that road is already well worn.  If you want to know about their psuedo-satanic rituals and all the rest of it, Google away.  Frankly, I think most Bohemian Club members lack any religion beyond this...



Anonymous, like so many others, has had enough of these dinosaur's nonsense, and thus:

11.08.2010

Bullshit Shattering Revelations Compliments of Some Great Fucking Songs...

Those behind the misinformative media machine would rather us all remain brainwashed so they can further their agenda of global domination.  I'm not having it.

Their sandcastle of false promises and fake fears is crumbling as growing waves of consciousness degrade it's foundations.  Can you feel it?  I can, and it's beautiful.

The existing power structure is going to fall soon.  Why not give it a push...

After all, their only power over many of us is a well spun definition of "success" which has been gently pounded into our heads since youth.  We're meant to believe that material wealth and power over others is the root of happiness.  Real world experience shows that this couldn't possibly be true. 

Don't waste the prime of your life conforming and competing in hopes of retiring at middle age to a carefree and cushy existence.  Trust me: it won't be there by the time you get there... and even if it is, you'll have squandered your youth and so much legitimate opportunity that your only reconciliation will be the incessant consumption of trivial and wasteful experiences.

If you're one of the few who end up "making it", here's what you'll gain from your labors...

You may travel around the world, but you won't discover anything.

You may have more money than you can spend, but it'll burden you more than it serves.

You may have power over others, but they will hate and mock you behind your back.

You may build your own little empire, but will have to maintain and protect it for as long as it stands.

You may eat the finest foods, but they'll do nothing to nourish your stunted and sickly soul.

You may live long, but the longer you live the more painfully aware you will become of your utter pointlessness.

Eventually, you will realize that you stood against human evolution and your life was at best inconsequential and at worst counterproductive or destructive.

I say it's better to live fully right now with no expectation of ever "making it".  You only live once, and the older you get the more stuck in their ways you'll become.  Break out now.

See the problem is that our world is overrun by big babies who've never gotten past their terrible twos.  They're all about ME, ME, ME and to hell with everyone and everything else.  If Our Generation has anything worth doing in these doomy days, surely it is throwing wrenches into their maddening machine.

There's a song about those who squandered their one short life.  I listened to it a thousand times in high school, and it no doubt has helped me avoid squandering mine.

I encourage you to follow along with the words because this young man from Texas is screaming truths which we can all benefit from acknowledging.


Strung Out - Rottin' Apple

Hey tired man I see you walk alone.
The wrinkles on you face, a map of all your pain.
Your expression becomes an open book of time, filled with pages of forgotten hopes.
Good intentions, regret, disillusion with life, animosity, unbridled purity.
All these things that I swear I see, and your eyes tell me that you could never be.

So many times I've stared into the eyes of the young, the old, the lonely and the wise.
To find a glimpse of all I have not seen .
To find some peace for my jaded mind.
Don't wanna live my life by the second hand of a clock that's long since past me by.
You say I've got to stay in line,
Well your line is going nowhere and so are you.

Choices decisions made smokin' away the pain inside.
Sit back and watch it all go by.
We could never find the peace of mind we need,
We hid it all away for another day.
Sit back everything's gonna be alright.

Rivers of pain map your agin' skin.
Your expression a journal  of where you've been.
All your dreams and your chances lost.
You walk along that dotted line.

Do you remember a time when you used to dream?
Do you remember a time when you used to live?
All your dreams and chances they're all gone.
So you gave it all away unable to say all you wanna say.
Look at you now - turned out to be the face of misery.
Look at you now a rottin apple's all I see.

Their other power is fear.  Fear that if you stick up for what's right and speak your mind, you will be ostracized or incarcerated.  No one wants to go to prison, but that's exactly where you'll end up if you don't toe their line.  Right?  Nah.

For decades countless people have screamed the truth with little or no consequences.  Many of these people have become truly successful entirely because they were so damn vocal and honest.

If you want YOUR LIFE to amount to more than acquiring your own little hill of digital beans, seek the truth at all costs and spread it regardless of consequence.

To be continued...