“In known history, nobody has had such capacity for altering the universe than the people of the United States of America. And nobody has gone about it in such an aggressive way.” –Alan Watts
Here’s a heavily profane, NSFW bit of catharsis for ya.
And why don’tcha read about Imperialism, if you’d care to indulge in a little 5-minute Wikipedia Big Picture sesh.
So … What do I do with the fact that I keep hearing all this stuff which ends up being true? None of it has not been true, so far. I’m a gal who’s magically been in the right place at the right time, a few times, during this horrific Gulf Coast oilcano adventure. It’s starting to make-a me feel CRAYzay. But I know I ain’t.
What do I do with the images I saw of the cap’s pressure blowing out the ocean floor yesterday morning, just like we all knew it would, and what do I do with the camera-scrambling, looped-footage cover-up my friend Gaspo and I watched unfolding in realtime afterwards? What do we do with that unnanounced Presidential address two hours later in which he vaguely, hurriedly, awkwardly said everything’s fine?
What do I do with the nuclear rumors I hear from an insider friend, who heard it from a Navy man? The rumors could be a fun game of “telephone” Karl Rove plays during disaster-capitalism exercises like this one, in order to whip people into a panic and see what comes out the other end. But at this point, I personally think the rumors are true, because what else could it be? This situation is out of control, the seafloor is F’d, and they’re going to have to try to nuke it to stop the oil from flowing forever. They could’ve tapped into the hydraulic-fluid system of Earth’s tectonic plates. The relief well won’t work if the jaws of Hell are opening up.
What do we do if this threat is real? What about the fact they’re deploying expensive warships and helicopters and 7,000 American troops down to Costa Rica, in such a hasty way and under such false pretenses that the whole nation down there is justifiably freaking out? What about Fidel Castro’s return to public view for the first time in four years, where he’s suddenly warning the world about nuclear war? What if my sources are correct, and the Department of Defense is indeed storming the Navy and taking all their toys and placing their own men on rigs around the Gulf?
What are they planning?
Incidentally, the art has started. It’s beautiful. The Hot 8 Brass Band is SO BAD ASS.
What’s this I hear about a number of nuclear warheads being deployed (Four? Six?), maybe as early as this Tuesday or Wednesday, without anybody warning the American people? I thought when Obama gave that speech yesterday morning, he was going to announce the decision to go nuclear, because the sea floor around the wellhead blew apart. But no. To quote the charming video at post’s beginning, WHAT THE F**K.
The nuclear option worked for the Russians — in bedrock. But we’ve got Mississippi River Delta cottage cheese … not bedrock. And it’s underwater, and the water is full of oil, Corexit (which accelerates oil fires), and methane. And the Earth has so many cracks in it at this point, I’m not sure how they’re going to fix it AT ALL. The scary part is, no mass evacuation has been announced. The Russians DEPOPULATED their areas before they detonated these things, in case the radioactive fallout didn’t stay underground — which it did … in bedrock.
It’s been 80 days that thing has been gushing and eroding, and p.s. the SEA FLOOR ALREADY BLEW UP.
How do I know that for sure? I don’t. Whether the footage I saw was fake, of course I’ll never know, but I saw it happen live, in real time. My history: I used to be an arts journalist who penned the lead A&E column at the San Francisco Bay Guardian. Yes, an arts journalist, not a news journalist, but an erstwhile journalist nevertheless, from a time when newspapers welcomed competition in the name of integrity. Now we’ve got yellow journalists and citizen media, and that’s it.
I tell the truth wherever I see it, just for fun, and and I point out conjectures and theories and connect the dots for other people when disinformation is the norm and there are no real facts anywhere. I also saw this go down with my own eyes.
We in the Gulf Coast saw the writing on the wall about this a long time ago. The terms “news,” “journalism,” and “conspiracy” don’t really apply any more in this situation. That’s what a media blackout is all about. We bloggers and citizen journalists are simply sharing information, trying to spread what we know and what we’ve heard, because BP and the government are LYING TO US ABOUT EVERYTHING. This site, mine, is essentially a glorified diary. Don’t forget that.
Am I a “reliable source”? That’s funny. Yes, Gaspo, and I were watching the live feed on CNN.com and/or BP’s official site … but there are NO reliable sources in this crapstorm. I wouldn’t consider my cap-no-worky announcement a rumor, since I bore witness to it, and I wasn’t the only one who saw it. But you be the judge. Gaspo grabbed the pictures and, later, the film. He missed filming the good explosion shot because he was so dumbfounded. I trust Gaspo with my life. We have nothing to gain by lying about this. I only want to give people all the information coming in, so they can pick and choose what they’d like to believe, and act — not react — accordingly.
Noooo, the U.N. would never “allow” America to detonate a nuclear weapon. But BP supplies almost the entire US military with their fuel. And the military has been in on it from the beginning, because of the corporate military-industrial complex Eisenhower warned us about. And don’t forget how America is the most “whatever, I do what I want” country on the planet.
Still. I know more about the Gulf oilcano situation than most people in America, simply because I’ve chosen to wake up and stare it in the face. I know I’m not alone, but today, I feel like Gaspo and I are the only ones in the world who saw what we saw. Weren’t there more people watching, and connecting the dots? What the crap? … Anyway, you now know everything I know, if you’ve been reading along and clicking all the links. So consider the nuclear possibility … and think about leaving. Gaspo suspects the President lied that everything’s OK because he’s stalling for time while the troops are deployed.
Oh look! Wait! Gaspo found another person online who filmed some footage right after his, which shows the ROV high-tailing it to the surface after the eruptions. Check the “DPTH” in meters in the top right-hand corner of the screen.
One of a number of things may be going on here.
The Gangster party gets to sterilize the old, infirm, welfare-gettin’, mouth-breathin’, self-sufficiently-livin’, and/or colored folks of the Gulf Coast while they clear out the land for drilling. Bonus: They get to swing America’s nuclear dick while they’re at it. Just to show North Korea and Iran how big it is, and how bigga’ balls they got. They’ll take this chance to sit on their Southern peasants like a mama dog suffocates a lame puppy, just to prove to the “renegade nations” they’re still #1. Like Kaiser Soze. And then they’ll blame it on whichever nation they want to get in the ring with.
Who was Kaizer Soze? Why, he was the fictional Super-Gypsy-Gangster character in the movie The Usual Suspects who, when confronted with invading competitive forces, opted to slit the throats of his whole family rather than let them fall into enemy hands. That’s how Gangster Party of a murderer Kaizer Soze was. That’s how gangsters think.
This happened on Earth Day. Keep that in mind. It’s too scary to be a coincidence. This is a Halliburton / Goldman Sachs / Blackwater / BP death sentence. Like the beautiful Hot 8 Brass Band says in the video above: What about Halliburton being connected to all three of the biggest disasters in American history?
So let’s say they won’t have to detonate. The information may be false. BP may not be readying a ‘Super Weapon’ in a bid to avert the escalating Gulf nightmare and/or light up the ocean in a fiery nuclear methane-bomb. They may not be bribing scientists and universities to keep their mouths shut. I might not need to research nuclear-scenario preparation and order potassium iodide pills online. Who knows what kind of moles the Gangster Party has, and where. It could all be part of the hype designed to demoralize everyone for disaster-capitalism profiteering by the Reptilian Carpetbaggers from Hell. We’ll be so mentally exhausted we will roll over for anything. Either that, or we’ll be dead.
the ROV ran away, so should we?
Maybe they’ll drill the relief well and it will all be fine. Meanwhile they’ve gotten some folks to clear out, and scared more into leaving, and poisoned and sterilized the rest. That’s our new oil factory, then. The Gulf Coast will be the condemned industrial area of the United States.
Or maybe my beautiful house on the Mississippi River in New Orleans will be irradiated before long. Whether they’re playing Kaizer Soze as the Gangster Party ramps up for World War Three … that remains to be seen.
War is an industry. So is disaster. Let’s not forget that. Let’s equate the world’s military-industrial complex as a WWF match, where the wrestlers get together backstage to discuss how they’re going to choreograph the show. They parade out into the ring, chests puffed, pumping up the emotional crowd in the heat of the moment, and flipping each other around with nary a care if bones get broken or tendons get crushed, because after the show, they’re all going to pat each other on the back and go spend up the money they made.
Oh, who knows. i hate all those guys. The worst part is feeling so patriotic, like I have been all my life, and knowing we let the boogeyman into our own house. This is exactly what our founding fathers warned us about.
THIS GUY for President. Seriously.
