GOODBYE BLURB.COM! – Putting Your Money Where Your Mouth Is

After a third round of communication with Blurb.com  (see “Authors Must Read” for details) I have pulled all my books from their company site and will no longer be doing business with them. Considering some seven years and hundreds of hours of time and money spent setting them up for print production by these clowns posing as business people. I do not do this lightly.

However, I cannot in all good conscious deal with a company that does not protect its customers. One that bends to the whim of parties unspecified and then won’t even provide any details as to what is exactly the situation is about. Let them service other careless Liberals who say and do what they are told and daily engage in customary hypocrisy virtue signaling but never backing up their pathetic words with and meaningful action.

Perhaps other authors who have a mind to bind their ideas into the printed page might reconsider the impact of the current corporate hegemony whatever their views in terms of similar cases of potential vulnerability to material that can be arbitrarily yanked at any time?

Everyone has their own path and challenges. For me I would rather have the power to control my own ideas as opposed to by bullied by some organization that won’t even give me the respect of a discussion. Goodby Blurb.com!

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Subsequent Wisdom At A Very High Cost

I had supposed long ago that when l left middle school I felt that I was as likely a candidate for being generally considered as worthy of consideration of being as educated person as the next. This did not mean that I had been recognized by those who officially designate such things as an exemplary student or even a stand out athlete. It did mean in a more personal sense of same that I had made a pact with myself to take the coming challenges that I sensed were out there waiting to be encountered and make it my business to find a way to compensate for any of the shortcomings that I might be found to be insurmountable. A mental exercise held with myself and myself alone. Yet, in hindsight, a mental exercise unlike one from any previous time where one would expect to build upon the foundation of current society. But one that would seem to suggest being the subject of an experiment who had as a result of it had been thoroughly indoctrinated by a divergent cultural perspective insinuated simultaneously while the facade of something reasonably conventional had been thoroughly diffused. The medium of what was loosely considered family entertainment in the home called television. The late nineteen-sixties became considered a time of the start of a significant fundamental shift in the mindset of the population of the Western World from national to a global oneness. The irony being that the designated rival of Communism versus what I was told was Capitalism was in fact simply a different means based upon a slightly different structure of social control. Given the hindsight of so many decades since, it is now apparent that those times found me pre-programed to accept and even in my own way enable this change.

The significance of an active violent cancellation of national leadership by internally planned assassination that represented the mainstream social mores some five years previous by what were essentially a well-embedded cadre maintaining clandestine Socialist based ideologues. The predecessors of the same institutionalized defacto standards that are now prevalent affecting all citizens of the USA. Old dynasty’s that had been subsequently dissolved in fruitless massively destructive internecine rivalries of their hereditary leaderships that subsequently dismantled their control while transitioning all wealth in the process into the hands of agents interspersed at all levels that had tirelessly work from within to depose them. The domestic based agents of this hegemony having been introduced to seats of great influence through an open gate provided by the quasi-Socialist administration of Franklin Delano Roosevelt who had been instrumental in ensuring a subsequent world war. Once again functioning upon a global scale through the organ of the U.S. Federal Government, these operatives assuming existing control of the nation initially through emergency economic measures that easily transitioned into war powers based executive branch mandates. A recondite Socialist ingrained elite that acted at the behest of the overseas cabal directing the dissolution of Europe and Asia through an unprecedented level of conflict through modern arms. The segments of commerce and mass communication directly in the hands of this group whose mission was to destroy the remaining vestiges of old empires remaining after the last horrendous world conflict and replace them with their global based vision of the same. These viewpoints collectively assuming the cover term. “Liberal.” A polite term that masked the transplanted quasi-religious sect from Eastern Europe that had in recent centuries fashioned their own members into the model of what would be known as the modern multi-national corporation Something that had once again been evident in the subsequently assassinated President’s compromise to gain power in election. The members of his cabinet taken from a select group of the previous leadership that had conducted this elitist’s gambit in the second world war some twenty years previous.

My own formative generation that had been superficially ingrained with what today might be called the ‘traditional values’ from our parents in actuality primed to dispose of them. Though the ‘old’ generation had also been passively indoctrinated through hard times by Hollywood movies and national radio broadcasts that attempted to instill a collective consciousness through a singular popular identity of unilateral passivity in patriotism. Something that did not exist in light of the constant flood of immigrants from overseas burdening a newly birthed egalitarian professed society that did not in actuality possess one. The avatars that were presented encompassing a morality based upon cartoon values as guided in media bombardment by that same previously mentioned foreign cabal. Something that had been silently invaded a century previous and subsequently molded into the heir apparent of the old European mentality challenged empires. . Now they were free to continue their enterprise as the last wholly intact force to reshape the damage on a global scale that they had wrought by their agency. The facade of professing newness while demonstrating a fearful illusory umbrella of mutually assured destruction with the designated ‘strawman’ rival of what was called Communism. A world view that had eventually became recognized as a public relations based construct that was part and parcel the exact same system except based upon the use of a consumerism as a means of indirect social control.

Now my generation and I were fashioned into a contradictory framework of being both a consumer and social anarchist. The manifestation of same in using our resources to gain purchase ideological materials in the form of books, audio recordings and paraphernalia that enhanced a youthful young adult motif of an adherent to the amorphous lack of values of something called a counterculture. The springboard the propaganda promoting a facade to the disassembled world of ‘new’ democratic values though implementing socially conscious consumerism favoring technology displacing old cultural idenities of local communities slowly dissolving regional individualism. The ashes of the old world fostered by the careful machinations of this cult now the foundation for rebuilding a new one along the lines of internationalism and a singular pyramid structure. Something that my own post-war generation had been oblivious to until later life when we had found ourselves at its mercy. The tried and true pattern of constant economic and constant fear based instability fostering inherent competition versus cooperation now perfected in ‘Liberally’ employed upon successive generations of children and grandchildren giving us the world as it is today. These well-laid psychologically inflicted socially implemented means of control now in place worldwide in a system that might challenge and Orwell with its sophistication and subtleties of unsuspected influence upon the average citizenry of all the political units of the earth. Wisdom eventually coming at an extremely high price.

The Synchronous Mob

Hard being a ghost retreading former territory that once so long ago I, along with so many long gone faceless others had hoped to have to tread about like terrible dinosaurs. But we like so many countless others became errant memories barely whispered of if ever acknowledged. Our dust intermingles now, blowing through the particles of long lost ancient temples from forgotten kingdoms and other societies that have collapsed without a peep. Those that we never knew or could hardly have imagined. The possibility of their existence having taken up this same space as deep to the mind as the pre-diluvian plains that now stretch out in every direction on the ocean’s floor. This irresponsible present no shelter to provide the eternal muse of those that dream themselves as perpetually immortal. The very ones that harbor their fragile cleverness in an arrogance that supposes that they could ever know anything more finite than the cold indifferent wind blowing through the centuries. What fools we were in youth to allow ourselves to be fooled!

So when did the race addictive penchant for mob violence against one’s own become the latest popular fad? To take a pick axe to virtues completely incomprehensible to those raised to be part of a herd. Card carrying fellow travelers raised by a system impregnated by antipodal minded Marxists to snap to attention when the Red Orchestra plays its old tired calamitous tune of “Monkey See, Monkey Do!” To so easily go along without a single question or speak up on your own behalf in maybe even whispering under one’s breath a single unrepentant, “No!” To allow one’s self to be led around by the nose with a ring of specious political diatribes undermining one’s own bedrock values from under their own feet. All the while believing that such recreation in this atavistic minded sensibility will not change their own particular situation one iota. For those too jaded by the sanctity of security afforded by the smokescreen of their Middle Class self-hating lifestyles with those smug attitude of nothing will change for them so soon to shatter their own suburban plate glass picture window in a hail of pavement stones that they have encouraged their own dear youngsters to throw. Nothing in that sense ever does really change. A fool is ever a fool’s own undoing.

So put one’s own neck in that ready noose that is casually offered by the current fashion of the times. But don’t cry when it is suddenly yanked tight and you choke! The lambs being guided on the way to their eventual slaughter having all along been the ultimate master plan. For regime change is a notion that begins at home only when practiced by cadres of artful foreign deceivers brought too readily into the bosom of one’s land. Dumb livestock may bleat in protest within the slaughterhouse pens on the way to their own demise. But at least they haven’t been guilty of shutting their senses to the inevitable fact of it now operating in full gear. Much less intelligent still are those who deny their own reality and defer judgment in their own defense without a peep because it might offend. The ultimate tyranny being the notion that speech of any type is too intolerable to be publicly heard. The fallacy of willfully plunging one’s head in the sands of indifference while being steadily co-opted into acceptance of yet another patent lie that has been sold as for the good of all.

The Final Definition Of Modern Mankind

The challenge of contemporary existence beyond the necessary basics of animal sustenance is one and their viewpoint of all others of their kind. Questions arising periodically of how one fits into the social hierarchy daily pondered perhaps not so much intellectually but definitely based upon an emotional shading of connecting one’s own personal acceptable habits with the relative rewards that have been obtained. Evaluating every day milestones to determine if one is holding one’s own or falling behind. Perhaps this self-automated process seems not so evident in early adulthood as it blatantly becomes further on down the line? The assessment of one’s self versus how prepared and potentially successful one can hope to be in surmounting the undecipherable challenges that lurk around about the world outside of singular consciousness being an ever-present necessity as vital as any other animal concerns.

Most people strive to live within an expansive consensus that they feel embodies habits and behaviors that are in line and beneficial to their own existence. They are not comfortable with accommodating or accepting other systems of the same that conflict or confuse this daily pattern. The conflicts caused by the amelioration of opposing points of view in terms of content and point of views that radically differ now at the forefront of the everyday tectonic collision of cultures that fills the pages of official news distribution sources. The conflict at ground level of the individual self is whether to let thing stand as they are in normal habitual existence or to allow the pressure from the outside to let them fall and in some cases repudiate them. The constant shift of the larger narrative having so many feel that they are losing control over their daily existences and becoming possible fatally vulnerable to some unexpected outside force.

Running down the line of an endlessly complex list of external beliefs and practices that attempt to change or modify long held individual habitual perspectives of the self there seems the possibility that much of this is arbitrary and chaotic in terms of the patent irrationality of human society itself. The tradition of rational leadership and socially acceptable conservative institutions tasked with keeping society on a steady course through careful management on the chopping block by virtue of this global shift of social constructs egged on by diametric viewpoints. The self then posed with the possible necessity to go into hiding by sublimating itself and giving lip service to the threat of ongoing chaos from without. A tug of war between the historic legacy of what each individual self has grown up with and the demands of a re-congealed overwhelming power base that seeks to physically re-imagine the entire human world in its own divergent self-image. Somewhat in the classic sense of out and out warfare.

The illusion of a larger universal consensus when fractured causes the members of the different society to adopt a paranoid attitude as their confidence in their own longstanding habits and efforts have been mettled with from the outside. Change too much in too quickly a time and watch that house of cards known as society tumble to the ground. Modern society having been consciously constructed to minimize the effects of outside influences through corollaries of physical structures based upon unwavering standards is inherent within the everyday landscapes. The modern high-rise or office building within a city center versus a traditional small town neighborhood an example of a gradual shift to normalizing behaviors of the residents of society. This trend utilizing systems of mass communication to influence through the proclivity of human beings to be greatly influenced by artificially assembled imagery suggesting consensus and acceptable social norms.

The most pervasive forms of the same utilizing paid actors to embody what is inferred as fully rational accepted truths that the citizenry should adapt and embody in their daily existences. The need to manipulate sections of society embrace influencing them by a dual application of producing fear versus the possibility of reward. A game that if played properly provides a false overall sense of reality. The game becoming too convoluted or unable to be understood causing unpredictable social disruption. The self becoming lost and angst ridden in the larger context of surroundings that it can no longer relate to in terms of an amenable consensus that is comfortable to conventional experience. The individual then becomes unable to discern what it considers fact from manufactured fiction. Having been placed in a world construct that is equally artificially manufactured from birth the individual quickly becomes defensively antisocial. The confusion created breaking down all regular habits and forcing the self to live on a fundamental animal level of intuitive experience bereft of any socially acceptable consensus.

Females of the species tending to switch loyalties to the most dominant trends that offer a sense of stability. Males simultaneously entrenched in a defensive sense of attempting to preserve the illusions that once were considered socially vital but now have fallen into disrepute. The modern Utopia of one articulate world culture seeing homogeneity as the key element to be worked for in producing a tolerant governed species that it can achieve its solipsistic aims with. The context of one plan or identity versus another completely immaterial when considering this ultimate result. The creation of a universal hive versus an individual family home and all citizens made equal by the destruction of all individual tendencies to deviate from a single golden universal norm. The final goal being world Socialism.

If Not FIRST REFORMED, Then Try Try Try Again

Do you get old? Or does the world around you after so many years change so dramatically that you seem so? Isn’t best to stick to the same old same old? Especially if it seems like your good thing? One thing is for sure though. The older that you get the more that you disappear into plain sight. Sort of like the mystical third eye or perhaps a proverbial third testicle. Hurray for Hollywood and the notion of the amazing ever-regnerative repeating plot line!

Paul Schrader always seems to make the exact same movie again and again and again. And, it’s always about himself. That rambling boiling little character that has made some analyst somewhere big money. Not to mention being enigmatically a favorite with the tribe? Ask Sidney Pollack who got him in with the Yakuza (script that is)! The latest hatchet job, First Reformed is a distracted autobiography about a priest. Of course the priest keeps a supposedly disposable journal, like too many other Schrader epics, and just like those epics they are never somehow thrown away. Very convenient if you want to write a new Hollywood screenplay like that other very popular one from forty years ago. Especially if behind every line lurks that memorable first one that was so purposefully ironic like, “I don’t believe that one should devote his life to morbid self-attention.” So what does he make a movie about? His old reliable dusty avatar which is once more all consumed by morbid self-attentions.

This time the sad little moral tale is richly interlaced with all sorts of goodies from the Globalist agenda of convincing everyone that the earth is dying, mankind is killing it, and of course the bad white industrialists are all to blame. Please make sure to leave out the fact that the film is financed by A24 which is the Liberal theme loving financial cum propaganda nest egg connected to a financial conglomerate that goes all the way up the ladder to the top of that old international mining scion, Max Guggenheim and family! One of the top ‘machers’ from the shtetl of the Jewish elite, Funny how Schrader who claims a Calvinist is the little darling of the Ashkenazi world of film production?  Not exactly a novel way of attracting money for your art film production by consistently kissing the ring of those that want the world to swallow their stilted tired perpetual victimhood from Nazi narrative hook, line and sinker. But then, “That’s Hollywood folks!” The very same one that is safely in the control of pedophiles and perennial casting couch molesters of a kind that you have been reading about as of late. Guess what! To the big boys and girls, the whole operation has become dying proposition. One that was easy to cut bait on as the movie going public have finally signed off on after being perpetually grossed out or lectured to instead of being entertained. I’m sure the new thing that these moguls have signed onto will be much much worse!

How convenient to take yet another slug hard in the gut of White America these days! To once more safely defile places that are actual monuments to fundamental American history as well as religious tradition as being part of the unhinged would be masochistic broken toy psychos! Ones, by this same logic, that are out there to serve your spiritual needs, one and all! After all, 2018 seems to be the year of destruction and dismemberment of the White Male! And anything individually or institutionally that pertains to same. Aim your cinematic torpedoes at anything within narrative same by demonstrating that Caucasians no longer have any redeeming qualities of strength, self-discipline or sanity. How insightful to have the actor in the leading role giving standard Culturally Marxist curriculum based politically correct lessons on slavery to five year olds! Ones that demean previous Abolitionist pastors of this very same church that by this script dialogue used to lock escaped slave families under the floor in a deep, dark, dank chamber below. All so that the evil cruel slave bounty hunters who managed to get more than two hundred and fifty miles plus above the Mason Dixon line who were just outside wouldn’t catch them. Look how scary and terrifying that little room is children, “Woooooo!” Great screenwriting Paul!

So what does our alcoholic priestly hero contemplate as the climax of the plot after his sob sister weak white male who blows his head off because his counselor has taken away his suicide vest?  How about taking the place of this tree hugger to blow up the bad industrialists at his own parish event within oldest longstanding church still in practice in the United States. Maybe there is a statue of Robert E. Lee covertly hidden int he basement? And just think of the great Yahoo morning news headline that would make! In the end, the dead man’s emotionally wounded bird from the start pregnant wife that the broken toy pastor subconsciously wants to fuck shows up at his planned big bang party and thwarts he goes into a spiritual hissy fit. So it’s what next gang? How about get out the barbed wire that earlier has led to the agony and death of a tiny little rabbit in the church’s burial yard. Death and transfiguration being the classical analogy of Jesus that pesky Wacky Wittle Wabbit! “GET IT!” I didn’t know it I was supposed to laugh or cry at all this all too obvious recycled meta feta postmodern schlock? That shotgun blasted to the head makeup business looked dumb from the start, And the barbed wire undershirt threatened giggles of more dismay not the expected shocked empathy.

So once again another Hebrew happy Hollywood regular gets to take a crap on White America. And then go whistling down the path for a pat on the head and a paycheck as a great artist! All Scott free because he will claim that after all, “This has great metaphysical and symbolic meaning as high art!” And just think about all those, “Wonderful people in the dark!” Those who a few decades back only had to worry about paying there mortgages and watering their front lawns. Now they have to worry about their Hitler Youth PC grandchildren that are on the lookout for any suspected ‘Racist’ or anti-Semitic behavior! How very far we’ve all been brought down the road of evolution to Dialectic Materialism!  I have to wonder how easy it is to get funding for such projects if you have so many friends in the higher ups? From people that brought you the evil Nazi mythos both before and after the last good war. Something like Dracula, supposedly hunted for centuries remains alive to trash the tenets of Western Civilization and continues to suck its blood with such inexhaustible vigor? Hooray for Hollywood!

Bye Bye Gonifs

Er war einmal in Deutschland (eng. title – Bye Bye Germany – 2017) So what brings joy peace and comfort to a true believer? An eternal Jew at heart? And that earthly practice fielding a perpetual God’s chosen people Yiddish soul? Even if they are simply a Sephardic? How about a nice sexy ‘guilt the Goy‘ movie von Deutschland! In and era where most all of the great Cyclopean pillars of that greatest of great modern political tool of the Holocaust have been whittled down to toothpick sized columns. Even by respected Jewish scholars Here is an opportunity to once more reestablish the grassroots perception of these historical contentions back up to monumental status. The Jewish Imperialist war machine of gets to take a big reinvigorating deep breath. And then blow a righteous stinky fart in the direction of the faces of a new generation of currently guiltless Goyim!

It is all here! Concentration camp lagers! Perpetual ‘never trust a Jew‘ post war societal prejudice! Dumb young ‘shiksa’s‘ that will believe anything. Persistent ethnic shibboleths trying to hide the ‘incontrovertible’ fact that ‘they all did not know!‘ Resentment for the American victors for not saving that long figured fabled six million with bombs! Personal recollections of senseless brutalities committed by sadistic SS Obersturmfuhrers. Kristallknachtted former family businesses now vacant echoing vindictive ‘temples‘ to the German people’s hatred of the Hebrew garment businesses. And no! The long failing gas chamber myth and ovens debate freshly recidivised through highly believable anecdotal testimonies. Look with awe as their small ‘grupke’s’ mischievous doings righteously burn down a NAZI newsstand without the blink of an ‘eye for an eye’!  Whoops! Der daily Zeitung says a Jew was killed sleeping inside. Whoops a fellow Jew and the most pathetic of these macher’s hangs himself in full Talmudic restitution. Ooops! It turns of the mortally toasted Hebrew was in fact a Gestapo Jew killer hiding out. What a shame that the biggest schlemiel of the sales force wasted his own precious God given guilt on nothing!  It makes one proud and even feel sexy to see the amount of Chabbadnic pride within this auditorium as the great old times of postwar guiltless victim hood is stirred up once again by these onscreen lovable righteous ‘latkhhn‘ mensch! The unspoken chorus within this mostly ‘kehile‘ audience singing along, “Hitler is dead but we’re not!” But not Donald Trump. Not yet! “Hey look there’s a pathetic face-licking three-legged ‘harug’ hound!”

The best part of the films protagonist’s ‘schmegegge‘ is that he get to ‘schtuppe’ the American Jewish female Lieutenant who is persecuting him by tapping into her own family guilt in the end. Well, wherever. Mein Gott it gives on un ein kleines ‘kishe’ to see all these other ‘gannif’s’ in the dark now trembling again in collective guilt yet once again. That special gift that keeps on giving! “Hooray for Hollywood!”, und unsure Film mythos von Otto Schindler! And! “Next year in Israel!” “Hashem yinkom domom for those four thousand Jews that stayed in Germany after the war as stated at film’s conclusion. Now they now CAN tell their children those exact same lines as stated by the movie’s main character.  That they all stayed to remain a perpetual pain in the German Goyim’s ass! The only thing better that one can think of is Merkel singlehandedly wrecking two millennia of German cultural identity. Mazel Tov!

The Infernal Coin Machine

The mechanical beast is more important than any simple human being in the reigning autocracy of a democracy of unbounded profit. That landlord who gleefully invites all the peasants in and then puts bars on the windows and doors after hoisting up the drawbridge to lock them in his castle keep. Modern democracy is just another reference to slavery by the hands of the attrition caused by the division of the wealth of the public trust ceded over to feudal elites. The peasants can work for dirty straw endlessly bending their backs and wasting their strength over the years to build the mental fallacy of a ‘great land’. All so that those mountebanks can infect the seats of power and corrupt its leaders in order to claim ownership by worthless paper and self-serving writ. Where is the backbone of society when every aspect of it is handed to those who are unable to create but only know ‘but’ and ‘sell’? But unable to afford any respect for all the rest who have build those fortresses literally upon their backs by ceaseless labor at constant risk of incessant plunder? This mechanical beast has quickly devoured all the arts of mind and eye that took many millennia to create and define. All to enclose everyone who now have no alternative at the peril of losing any public forum. What fools we all have been over this last twenty years to not see this coming! And now not devote ourselves to not allowing it to continue!