"Putting on the Game Face"
This blog is a doorway into the mind of Percy Goodfellow. Don't be shocked at the lost boys of Namby-Pamby Land and the women they cavort with. Watch as his caricatures blunder about the space between audacious hope and the wake-up calls of tomorrow. Behold their scrawl on the CRT, Like graffitti on a subway wall. Examine it through your own lens...Step up my friends, and separate the pepper from the rat poop. Welcome to his abode...the armpit of yesterday, the blinking of an eye and a plank to the edge of Eternity.
|The Sumerian Civilization is as far back as we can go in history and find a written record of what went on. Their cuneiform tablets record a wide range of activities about daily live, culture and their historical origins.
When the tablets were first unearthed, they were often part of libraries, but their script pervaded the culture and extended into artworks, business records, matters of state and most importantly HISTORY.
It is the historical context that makes them so interesting. First off they predate everything else. Stories in the Bible have their roots in Sumerian culture. Biblical figures resided in cities from this time. Events such as the "Flood" are related in considerable detail inside a context of what happened leading up to and continuing after the deluge. However, it isn't the biblical references that make the tablets so fascinating but rather their attribution to "The Sky People" as those beings who first visited Earth and established civilization. This is truly astonishing!
To the early scholars, of the 1800s, who labored to translate these texts, we owe a deep debt of gratitude. However, these academicians didn't have the same perspective we have today. They attributed the historical narrative to mythology, rather than actual events. It took more contemporary scholars, who lived to see spaceflight, computers, and breakthroughs in medical science to realize that this was not the stuff of legend, but rather, the story of visitors from an advanced civilization.
These were the Anunnaki who came to Earth looking for gold. They needed a workforce so they "Genetically Engineered" hominids. They did this by donating some of their own DNA and manipulating the result.
Now I'm not trying to persuade anyone to the validity of Zecharia Sitchin's work. If you want to learn more you can read his six books. He was a brilliant researcher and gifted translator, with a connectional mind. If you have more interest read M.J. Evan's, Ph.D, book, Zecharia Sitchin and the Extraterrestrial Origns of Humanity. It provides a good summary and overview.
What I'm really interested in, is a supposition. I'll ASSUME that Sitchin's claim is true, and that what the tablets reveal is not mythology but historical truth. As I'll show in future blogs, this operative premise has profound implications, particularly in the field of Artificial Intelligence.
I need to get this down before I forget... I dreamed it last night and struggled to retain enough of the thread to relate it to my wife.
Anyway I was talking about the Anunnaki and made a connection about some of the stuff I have been listening to on the Internet, as it relates to Artificial Intelligence.
The claim is that mankind got jump started and bi-passed many millenniums of evolution
..."Those from heaven to earth came in search of gold." It was found in abundance, in South Africa. The Anunnaki followers of Enki, their leader, had to toil in the mines. After awhile this mining became so onerous, the miners rebelled. Work came to a halt. The Earth mission was in jeaprody. A solution had to be found.
"Then the Nefilim chief scientist came up with a solution. He said, "We can create a primitive worker, a Lula-amelu, somebody who will do this work for us. The Anunnaki Leadership Council said to him, "How will you create such a thing?" Enki, their Leader, said that, and this is a quote from the text, "This being already exists. All that we have to do is put our mark on it." Then the text, in great detail, described the process whose modern parallel is test-tube babies. They co-mingled the genes of one of their young males with the eggs of an ape woman... and after mixing the two, re-implanted fertilized eggs in the wombs of some of their own females. (Prologue xvii)"
The science for doing this, while inconceivable a hundred years ago, is by today's standards, commonplace. It's called In-vitro fertilization. If the Anunnaki evolved from a similar genome, then obtaining progeny from the egg of an ape woman is conceivable. However, accomplishing what is claimed, by that process alone is a bit of a stretch. First is not a very sophisticated method for achieving the high end result they were after. This is akin to breeding mules. Second, in order to achieve the product being sought it seems there was more to the process than represented above. What I'm referring to is gene editing using a CRISPER like technology.
|Sometimes I write stuff that is good, so good I wonder how I ever imagined it. I'm such an ordinary person with no special talents or particular aptitudes. I flunked the fifth grade. My teachers told my mother that I was mildly retarded. Hell, I believed them.... and worse, still do.
So you can understand how when I used to write this poetry that seemed pretty good that I wondered how somebody stupid like me could be writing things that were clearly beyond my pay grade. Eventually I figured it out. It wasn't coming from inside my head. My biocomputer, (BRAIN) did not have the capacity for what I was doing. When it experienced overload I got referred to the next higher level. Sure my noggin had some capacity, and I could perform mundane writing tasks, but when I exceeded that Random Access Memory (RAM) in my brain, it was like a switch flipped and something kicked into overdrive. It seemed like my pea brain, realizing it was in hopelessly over its head, handed me off to a higher cosmic source. I was no longer alone in doing all the computing but like a computer modem something connected me to a greater awareness. In other words I was tapping into an outside source.
I was an enigma to my teachers. I remember once in the fifty grade my teacher wanted us to do a candle making project. In searching for the materials she couldn't find any wicks. She asked the class if they had any suggestions. Nobody responded...the other students sat like a bunch of mutes. So I raised my hand, which surprised her, since I seldom had anything to say.
"Why don't we bring a table candle from home, put it in the form and pour the paraffin around it?"
Her jaw dropped... turning to the class she said, "Did you hear what Percy just said?" Now I'd been eager to do the candle project and frustrated that we couldn't. The answer popped into my head straight out the blue, and I got the distinct impression that my muse whispered it to me because she didn't particularly like Mrs. Jones. (For the record, I was in awe of Mrs. Jones, she was stacked and drop dead gorgeous. Something always stirred when she came near.) I remember seeing a flicker of bewilderment in "Jonsey's" eyes and sensed some doubt, perhaps from remembering she'd just told my mother what a moron I was. SURPRISE! The class idiot solved the problem.
Now yesterday, I mentioned the Greeks and this thing they called the MYSTERIES. I've long suspected that this was more than what we commonly give them credit for. This is not akin to some sort of religious experience that comes from sitting in a pew and praying on Sunday. I believe that the Greeks were tapping into an altogether different source. When we look at all the Greeks were able to achieve in virtually every level of human endeavor, one has to wonder if maybe their greatest breakthrough was being led by an Oracle, into a different realm... a state of mind that connected to a greater corporate awareness. Instead of a distributed, individual link to reality, there coexists, a larger repository swirling about in a foggy interconnected universe.
As humanity struggles to understand who and what we are... as beings we can learn a great deal from our invention of the computer. Our first attempts were with a box that sat on a table and this was analogous to a human brain. Then came the next development, which was an ability to network the boxes together. This was analogous to people interacting with one another and taking advantage of those with special skills and knowledge. The third big development was the CLOUD. Here is what I'm getting at. Computers can today access the corporate knowledge of humanity with a search engine. It's like having a library at your finger tips. Our biocomputers (BRAINS) are able to manage the first two functions but we never really got into the clouds. Why not? We've long suspected a psychic connection but dismissed it as nonsense. Well it's real, and as writers we use it every time we get beyond our individual capabilities, lament our frustrations and cry out for help.
Now I know that saying this, welcomes a healthy dose of derision from those learned minions of Science. You know those self proclaimed experts who point to some Psychological aspect of cognition like Freud, and attribute it to some subliminal source buried deep in the mind. In my view this is pseudo intellectual BS. When something I know little about, or ever remember thinking about, suddenly appears, written with a sophistication that's totally beyond my ability, then that to me is evidence of a cosmic repository out there that someone can actually tap into.
Now here is where it gets a little fuzzy. When I feel like I want to write, or my mind is full of the vicissitudes of life, I can still write but what I jot down, clearly comes from inside my head. Surprisingly when I don't particularly feel in the mood to write, and think my MUSE is out to lunch, this is when I seem to best connect. Note I just used the word MUSE. Think about it. Writers constantly refer to this creative entity, yet almost always with a chuckle or sigh of levity. Writer's acknowledge it's there, perched on their shoulders, but pretend to not really take the idea seriously. It is however, a serious manifestation. When you connect to the cosmos you can go on a rip and achieve things you never thought possible. That's because knowledge and understanding is not a function of how much RAM you have but rather a supplemental capability, a modem that connects to a humongous repository of understanding. There's no limit to what one can do in this state of mind. IMPOSSIBILITY is artificial, and if you limit yourself with negativity you impose constraints that hamstring your real capability. Don't do that!
|Since I've been on a bit of a metaphysical theme for the past couple of days allow me to continue.
First let me say that the metaphysical got us nowhere in our early development as humans. All that malarky and spiritual abracadabra did little to launch our species. What really got us out of the trees was the Greeks introducing humanity to reason, logic and the problem solving process. This was the basis for SCIENCE and through this process and discipline man progressed by leaps and bounds. No longer were we constrained by mystery and superstition.
This is not to say that spiritual endeavor is just a bunch of mumbo-jumbo. It only says that it didn't really contribute much to man's advancement out of the realm of "Might is Right." Now the Greeks, in addition to all their other startling developments, made the claim they'd achieved success in achieving a spiritual breakthrough ... a new level of understanding about what we today consider, Metaphysics. It wasn't voodoo, it wasn't Ouija-boards, and it wasn't about GODs and Demi Gods and all that. To the Greeks the Gods and matters of the spirit were very different constructs and involved different activities. Praying to the Gods was one thing and is today well understood, but the MYSTERIES are not. At some stage in a Greek man or woman's life they were taken somewhere to a place we might describe as etherial. Again it was not the Temples and all those Gods we read about in mythology.
A priest or priestess from one of the Oracles initiated candidates into an experience described as the MYSTERIES. An oath of absolute secrecy was required but what little we know about it was that it was a formative and uplifting experience and left a profound and long lasting impression on the initiates. They often referred to it indirectly when facing the turbulence of their times. I mention this because it could be something was lost to the ancient past, something often scoffed at in these progressive times ruled by reason and science.
I know! I know! Where are you going with this Percy...? My time is valuable!
I'll begin the answer with a question. Have you ever written a poem or piece of prose or exposition and had your jaw drop open? Have you ever looked at something scribed on your CRT or jotted down on a piece of paper and surprised yourself? Have you ever thought as you read something particularly interesting or good you've written, "Wow! This ain't half bad, I can't believe I wrote it." However, there sat the evidence, in plain sight and no denying that your fingers stroked the key pad or your pencil etched the words. It you've never had this experience then read no further. Consider this vignette so much hocus-pocus.
If you have I've some news for you....YOU DIDN'T! Sure you stroked the keys or pushed the pencil but the evidence of what you wrote did not come from inside your pin headed little brain, but rather from a source with a more cosmic origin.
I'll let that soak in a day or two so check back for the next installment.
|When I first started writing it was poetry. I really liked Rudyard Kipling. My favorite was Gunga Din.
As my writing began to mature I got into writing Stage Plays. Shakespeare was my guide. I really liked iambic pentameter.
Then my interest shifted to writing novels. I carried over experience in poetry and the stage. Sound resonance remained a part of my writing style. The words obviously needed to show and tell, but they also needed to resonate... you know, sound right.
Sometimes when I dream there is a common theme, which is the rhythmic, metered, rhyming of a poem. I see myself struggle to integrate the three into a compatible string of language symbols. Now days I realize that most poets like free verse. That's fine with me, and if that form and style gives a poet pleasure then I'm all in on it, as long as it's someone else doing the crafting. When I read free verse it's like listening to "Stream of Conscious" prose. It often makes no sense and leaves me non-pulsed. Nothing seems to stir inside when I read it.
Writing poetry that is structured, rhythmic and rhyming is hard to do. The form requires concentration, and the knack for keeping several balls in the air at the same time. It harkens to a primordial past where chants, percussion instruments and dance once performed for the spirit the way that current media focuses on the eyes and our conscious awareness.
Edith Hamilton said that Pindar was the greatest poet who ever lived but gave strong praise to Kipling. Since I can't read Greek I'm left with my old pal Rudyard. Reading his Barrack Room Ballads, one is struck with the beauty as it comes together with a seeming effortless grace. Unfortunately, Kipling wrote in the language of his times and that language is no longer "Politically Correct." Simply stated he used the "N" word and modern educators are taken aghast. They call him a racist and a bigot... but that is absolute bull.
If you read Gunga Din, you'll see what I'm talking about. Within the context is a Non Commissioned Officer (NCO), doing the poetic rendition, and this guy represents a particularly irreverent and down to earth class of soldiers. The poem is about an NCO, shot in battle and tended by an Indian water-boy, from the lowest of India's casts. In the course of events the water boy is shot and killed. In the end the Sergeant makes the claim that this "low life" Gunga Din is a better man than he is. How can that be viewed as "Racist." Sounds like pretty high praise, considering the source. Yet Kipling has been consigned to the dust bin of history for using the language of his times. You won't find his work in any grammar school textbooks in the United States today. I was blessed being raised in more tolerant and enlightened times and thrilled to reading Kipling, who told stories in a poetic form, that is all but lost to us today. I used to go into my favorite pub and recite his work to a hushed and delighted audience. It remains as powerful now as it was then, if you take a bit of license transposing some of the more shocking words into bloodless liberal prose.
So where is this going? I can only speak for myself. Learning from an early age the difficulty of this form forced me to relate ideas while keeping three balls in the air at the same time. I consider myself a poor practitioner but the discipline of the exercise became a valuable asset. Some of my critics have disparagingly called me a wannabe Dr. Seuss. For me this comparison is high honor. What is interesting is that this form requires a poet to twist and convolute the structure of language in a way that is the anthesis of free thought. Free Verse appears to me as the first gobbledegook that comes into a poet's mind. What happens in structured poetry is that the thought can't escape the poet's mind until it meets the criteria of the form. This leads the poet away from an obvious expression and into dimensions they would otherwise never consider. It is almost like relinquishing control of your mind to the influence of cosmic forces beyond ourselves. You can express yourself using your own lens or allow the flow of an outside influence to help guide your narrative.
|I believe that someday, when we are smarter, it will be discovered that certain philosophical ideas will be traced to their cosmic origins, and like the Periodic Table of Elements, be understood as elemental.
TRUTH is one of these. For the Socialists and Communists, and Intelligence Agencies, truth is no more than a perception. They feel that if a notion is repeated enough it becomes truth. Their misinformation and propaganda is founded upon this principle. Much of the Media, sometimes referred to as "Fake News" believes this as well. Those editors, who decide what to print, are much more influenced by economic forces than any concern for the truth. The same can be said for "Scientists." There are media whores and there are science whores.
The CIA has made claims like, "We own the Media" or "You will know the full extent of our success when everything you believe is false." For scientists it is the carrot of grants they find so tantalizing and irresistible. The prospect of fame and fortune, will make them sacrifice their core values in a heartbeat. For the media it's all about money. For the scientists it's all about prestige. Look at all the Wuhan Flu experts who let greed overshadow good judgement. It's a disgraceful but sad fact of life.
So where am I going with this? What is the nexus of truth and cosmic equilibrium? The nexus is that truth and untruth balance out. For every truth there is a lie and for every lie a truth. It's like matter and antimatter, or gravity and antigravity. One must eventually cancel the other out. For one to bloom another must decay. For every step forward there's a step backward. One can see the model playing out around us and influencing our daily life.
Take for example President Trump. He has done some good things for this country but it's been a sheer agony. Arrayed against him is an undercurrent of tidal forces that are pulling back. Progress is made but it's only transient. No doubt there are destructive forces inside the man which would probably destroy him if left alone. Ironically it is the counter force of the Left that keeps him upright and prevents him from toppling over. The President gets to choose the moral high ground for his battlefields and the Democrats are stuck with the up hill fight. For them it's unsustainable and untenable. In a figurative sense they're sustaining horrific casualties. Watch what happens in 2020. The nation should be grateful to the progressives because their negativity makes Republican success possible.
Another great example is the ET coverup. I have to hand it to the three letter intelligence agencies. They have kept the secrets of an alien presence from the public for over three quarters of a century. They must be very proud of themselves. There used to be a child's toy with a plastic box where a clown's head popped up. When you pushed down on the head it popped back up from another trapdoor. Equilibrium is the operative word. But there's another.... TRUTH is elemental. IT CAN NEITHER BE CREATED OR DESTROYED. It is what it is. The form can be distorted, blasted with lies, and hammered with misinformation. It can be made to writhe, flop around and contort. Its appearance can be disguised or made to look like something it isn't, but it's still the TRUTH regardless of the "makeup" it wears.
|The effect of good writing is making the flow of information as easy as possible. It is more than using abstract symbols to transfer information from one mind to another. Rather, it's also arranging those language symbols in a manner that allows the thoughts to move effortlessly off the medium and into the consumer's brain. There are many aspects that go into this process. Some of these are editorial, artistic, logical, presentational, emotional, and compatible, naming but a few.
Editorial: It is easy to think that writing copy full of grammatical errors is fine, as long as the message gets across. This is a dangerous assumption. Just as someone assess others by their actions and appearance, so do readers assess a writer's skill, competence and credibility by the quality of their manuscript. Sure, a consumer can and will decipher intent but the more glitches, the more effort it takes which impedes the flow of data. It takes extra work and this detracts from an easy understanding of the material.
Artistic: Reading something well written is like seeing an object in a museum, artfully rendered. It creates a sense of wonder, even awe and the lens of the mind opens wider to take it in.
Logical: The arrangement of the information the writer imparts is also important. The human mind tends to process data with an eye to a beginning, middle and end. We like to see problems identified, facts provided, possibilities considered, analysis, conclusions and recommendations. There is an optimal sequence to this informational flow and the closer a writer comes to achieving it the better.
Presentational: If one can imagine a cave man telling a story or providing a verbal history, it's not just the information being imparted but how that information is being presented. Those early story tellers, relied on creating the most vivid imagery they possibly could, in ways that made the listeners receptive to what they were seeing and hearing. They danced around, shook rattles, brandished spears and made the most delightful and horrible facial expressions. It's not only the substance, which lies at the core, but also the manner in which it cries out to be received and processed by the mind.
Emotional: An appeal to the emotions is as important as an appeal to the intellect. Before humans learned the formal processes of reason and logic our ancestors used their emotions as a default in processing data. If it looked good, smelled good, felt good, tasted good or sent a telltale sensation, it was emotion that caused humans to act the way they did.
Compatible: It is important that the data resonate with what a person has learned earlier. Humans like patterns and order to guide their thinking and character development.
No doubt there are many more of these aspects that I've overlooked. Those above got only a lick and a kiss. Good writing is an appeal to all of these and the more skilled a writer becomes the easier it is for the consumer's mind to soak up and understand what's being fed into their bio-processors.
|General Flynn and the Dryfus Affair.
I remember reading in High School, Emil Zola's ,"J'accuse" story.
In the 1880's a French Artillery Captain, Dryfus, was charged and convicted of providing secrets to the Germans. A follow-on investigation revealed that another French officer was the real leaker. The difference between Dryfus and the other officer was that Dryfus was Jewish. Even after the new evidence was revealed, anti-Jewish sentiment was so divisive that half the country, could not admit that a travesty of justice had taken place. This Anti-Semitism was particularly virulent in the French Military who held the tribunal. Dryfus was sentenced to life and shipped off to Devil's Island.
However, since the exculpatory evidence was withheld, and later leaked to the press, it resulted in a new trial. Dryfus was brought back and again found guilty by a military court. Public outrage reached a fevered pitch. The French President pardoned him. A civilian, higher court of appeals cleared him of all charges. He was reinstated as a Major and went on to serve in the Army.
So what does this have to do with General Flynn? There are some remarkable parallels. Flynn was unjustly accused of conspiring with the Russians. He was illegally "unmasked." Zealots in The Justice system lured him into a perjury trap to which he plead guilty. He was destroyed just as Dryfus was. The only difference was the nature of the punishment. General Flynn had his honor and reputation ruined, he lost his post as National Security Advisor, he was destroyed financially and endured a three year legal battle that left him broke. Bad as that sounds, I suppose it beats Devil's Island.
The similarity is that while it did not pivot on religious intolerance it did pivot on political ideology. Long after the facts ceased to be of much importance the zeal of the Left and their refusal to admit the error of their ways, continues, right up to the present. Even after the Justice Department withdrew the case against Flynn, Stevens, a left leaning judge, has refused to allow the case to drop and continues to persecute an innocent man. The Liberal, Progressive, Socialist Democrats are today just as bad as the racially intolerant French were, in the 1800s. Some things never change.
|One of the events that has been verified by so many sources as to no longer be in question is that two alien craft crashed in Roswell NM in 1947. Every effort imaginable was undertaken to cover the event up and I won't go into all the unethical and ruthless means this entailed. Despite the full weight of the Government being brought to bear, none of it could wash away, the stain of all the lies. The truth of what happened has endured the test of time. Two alien craft crashed in the desert, there were bodies recovered and one was still alive. The surviving crew member was named Extraterrestrial Biological Entity 1 (EB1). EB1 helped get a recovered device working and that enabled communications with a group of ETs who came to be known as EBENs. This led to a contact in the late 1950s when a craft landed and recovered the ET bodies. The following year an exchange was worked out and twelve astronauts were sent to an EBEN planet. It was similar in many regards to the Steven Spielberg Film, First Encounters of the third kind only it took place at Area 51.
Around ten years later eight returned to tell about their experiences. There used to be a video of a high ranking Air Force General welcoming them home which could still be on the internet. It appeared to be authentic and probably was since drawing attention to something that was alleged to have never happened makes zero sense. Subsequently a source named "Anonymous" released information that gave a summary of their experiences. The leaking of this information became the source of Kaston's book, Secret Journey to the Planet Serpo. Also released in the dump by Anonymous, and perhaps of even greater import, is Appendix 12 entitled, a Framework for Public Acclimation. In this appendix, written in bureaucratese, are twelve short declarations revealing essentially what has been learned about extraterrestrials.
Before continuing allow me to say again, that the presence of Extraterrestrials and the back engineering of crash artifacts is the most closely guarded secret of our lifetimes. It dwarfs the Manhattan Project, and every tool of the intelligence services has been brought to bear to keep it under wraps. It has succeeded, where the Atomic Bomb secret failed, because it was removed from government oversight and compartmentalized. Only a select few were shown the broader context and none of those who actually worked on the back engineering, ever got to see more than a snippet. Despite this, bits and pieces leaked out from time to time and when they did, the three letter agencies were all over it.
Now this begs the question why? Is it greed? Is it the American military's desire to be the first to exploit the new technology? Suffice it to say the answer is probably a good dose of both. But could it have been more? For example were we delivered an ultimatum to get our act together? Could the EBANs have warned us that there are deadly forces afoot in the Universe? Could it be that an evolving world, once it acquires nuclear capability, or breaks the confines of planetary gravity faces some sort of a litmus test? Could it be that if we fail to measure up to some standard, that the human race faces expungement? Who knows? What I do know is that when Admiral Wilson confronted the "Gatekeepers" he was told that the back engineering of the alien artifacts was proceeding with "An Agonizing Slowness." What this translates to is that we're no closer to understanding the EBAN technology then we were three quarters of a Century ago.
On one hand I rile that the most incredible event in human history has been withheld and on the other have to ask myself if there was some valid reason. I hope that when this all comes out we'll see that Big Brother was justified. That the self appointed Elites had good cause for keeping this monumental event from the eyes of the public. What I suspect however, is that under the veil of secrecy our finest minds have not been "Read In" and after frittering away seventy-five years to prepare for a looming threat we are still totally unprepared. Think of all that might have been accomplished with more openness, reaction time that has been flushed down the shit hole of incompetent management. I'm skeptical that our "Gatekeepers" have made good use of the time and fear that after years of fruitless effort we are no closer to understanding how antigravity works than we were when that group of Truman appointees were empowered with deciding our fate. A more likely scenario is that the coverup continues to be orchestrated by these secretive nincompoops who are afraid to admit, the mess they've made of things.
|For the longest time I was unable to figure out why the word on the street was that the Russians wanted Trump to win the 2016 election.
I told my wife months ago and wrote in my blog that it made absolutely no sense. There was never any need for telephone monitored calls to realize that Russia was all in for Hillary. The Steele Dossier made that plain enough, but there was more.
It had to do with National Interests. Sure, Putin was angry at Clinton, when as Secretary of State, she sent this flagrantly gay ambassador to represent the United States at his inauguration ceremony. That was "Personal" however the Russians do not let PERSONAL dictate how they conduct foreign policy. The Soviets have always and will always, base their foreign policy on National Interests.
So the question was, which of the candidates would best serve Russia's National Interests? Was it Hillary Clinton or Donald Trump?
With Clinton they could expect eight more years of Obama Socialism and a stagnating economy. They'd prospered during the Obama years and climbed out of the doldrums, becoming once again, a Nation State that had clout in International Affairs.
With Trump, they had a dyed in the wool Capitalist, who might just get the US economy revving again and the very thought of that was very disconcerting. They needed no reminder that it was Ronald Regan, also an avowed Capitalist, who ended the Cold War by creating an economy that led to the collapse of the Soviet Empire.
Now this is not hindsight talking. Think about who you would have wanted for President had you been in Putin's shoes.
So where did all the misinformation come from that fostered this nonsense about the Russians wanting Trump to win? Now, it's coming out. The intelligence agencies knew for a fact who the Soviets wanted to win. HILLARY! Brennen, Clapper, Comey and even the Russians believed all the media hype that she was a shoe in. Brennan didn't need electronic surveillance to tell him how the Communist mind works. He is one! He didn't need his desk flooded with alarmed telephone calls out of the Kremlin to understand how the Russians think. Instead, he took National Intelligence and used it to create a false narrative more suited to his political agenda and elitist world view. He sat on the truth of how the Russians were reacting to the bad news. I can only speculate on WHY but I have a deep seated sense that he's one of those ONE WORLD GOVERNMENT supporters. That he is part of the World Banking and Petroleum Cartel, fueled by limitless offshore money, hell bent on destroying the US economy. In his view the United States has to be hamstrung, and brought to its knees. Only then can its great wealth be redirected in a Socialist redistribution scheme, to foster a new world order.
|What's this country coming to? How low can the Democrats go? Just when you think matters can't get worse more revelations come to light. Obama and his merry band of conspirators will no doubt go down in history as the most corrupt bunch of sleaze-bags in the history of the Republic. For Example:
We see Clapper giving testimony before Congress that he saw no evidence of Russia collusion. Then we see him on CNN saying the opposite.
We see Adam Schiff telling God and the world that he has evidence that President Trump committed Treason, yet when his documents are revealed there's not a whiff. On the contrary, despite his claims of having "Inside Knowledge" Schiff's records show that at no time did he ever have the slightest factual evidence to back up his claims, ones he openly and covertly leaked to the press.
The same goes for Brennan. When put to the question before a Senate Committee he's a veritable Sergeant Schultz. "I know nothing." Yet this doesn't keep him from making wild claims and writing editorials, that attack the president's character. His tweets read like an adolescent trying to impress an English teacher by spouting a bunch of adjectives.
So what is going on here? Their left hand says one thing and the right another. Simply stated, you can go to jail for lying in a court of law or before a congressional committee. Conversely, In the United States a citizen is free to say anything, and the FAKE NEWs is free to broadcast it.
There is a digression here that is worth noting. Some media outlets are slightly more diligent in fact checking their work. The unwritten rule is that an outlet needs two independent collaborating sources, to go with a story. Thus when Comey and the Intelligence Agencies were insisting on a daily briefing to blow smoke up the President's ass, he said "No". This really ticked Brennan and Clapper off. So after the briefing Comey remained. He told Trump about the Steel Dossier, and how he needed to listen to a daily intelligence briefing in order to know what the world was saying about him. Trump thought he was being blackmailed. After the briefing Comey went back to his office and called Clapper. "Mission Accomplished," he said. What this meant was that he had just told Trump about the Dossier. Comey was source one. Clapper then picked up the phone and leaked it to CNN... How often have you heard the caveat, "Two highly placed sources in the administration have revealed...." That is how the "Golden Showers" narrative was leaked to an incredulous public.
The most recent are interviews of Comey bragging to the press, about how he gulled Mike Flynn into an interview. He describes how he decided to pull a quick one on the Republicans. He relates knowing, from long public service, that the new Cabinet would be inexperienced to start with. They would be totally in the dark as to the devious machinations of the Deep State. He relates how easy it was for him to sneak an undercover agent into an early intelligence briefing. With this proof of principle in hand, and convinced his treachery was taking candy from a baby, he directed agents to lure an unsuspecting Flynn into a perjury trap The pretext was supposedly learning more about a phone conversation Flynn had with Kallissnikof, the Russian Ambassador. Convinced he could turn Flynn's testimony into a charge of Lying to the FBI or maybe a violation of the arcane Logan Act, he set the plan in motion. It was a flagrant breach of public trust, he knew it was wrong and did it anyway. Agent Bill Priestapp, Struck's boss, said words to the effect, "Are we looking to find the truth here?... and if not what are the ends we're seeking? You have to have a pretty floppy moral tiller to ask that in an email. His timid cautionary note went unheeded. But guess what? It gets even better. It backfired. The Agents who interviewed Flynn did not believe he lied. OMG, Comey must have lamented, a squandered opportunity! No Problem, dependable Agent Struck, went back to his office and altered the 302s. (A written record of the interview.). GOTCHA! Anybody who doubts this only has to ask why the FBI needed Flynn's testimony to begin with. They didn't... they had no honest reason to call him in the first place. The FBI and the intelligence agencies had a full and complete transcript of the conversation, in black and white. This was the first of many attempts to take down Trump advisers. It was a conspiracy engineered behind closed doors by a cabal of dirty cops. It worked like a charm.
|OK, OK! I've had it with the Wuhan Flu epidemic!
There is a forest of information out there, so much that we've lost sight of the trees.
Allow me to review the bidding:
The virus originated in Wuhan China. Some say in a wild animal market, others in a level 4 bio-research facility and still others in a military biological warfare laboratory. Take your pick, somebody let the cat out of the bag, intentionally or unintentionally. It doesn't matter at this point.
It was a virus new to the world stage which meant, to begin with, that everybody on the planet had a bullseye on their chests because nobody had any antibodies. The only way to get those antibodies was to become exposed. Everybody is going to get exposed, sooner or later because there is no vaccine. Only when you do will the bullseye come off your chest. When that happens you might be oblivious, you could get a case of the flu, or you may drop dead.
This strain of the virus is known in medical terminology as COVID-19. It's highly infectious, and many of those exposed don't even know it. It spreads fast and can be deadly for those untreated, particularly the elderly.
President Trump did the right thing in shutting down the country. Had he not done so the virus would have spiked early, swamping our medical facilities and there would have been dead bodies in the hallways and backed into the streets. By retarding the spike he spread the base of the curve outward. People with the bullseye are still going to be infected but now it will take longer. That added time allows government to strike a balance between the medical and economic needs of the country.
The balance is this. First, as long as the hospitals can properly manage the COVID-19 caseload, we need to reopen the country. Infections will vary depending on geographical location. When the caseload begins to surge somewhere, then restrictive guidelines should be put in place to keep the caseload under the capacity of infrastructure. Second, the wagons should be circled to protect the elderly in nursing homes.
A number of Democrats, long before the Wuhan Flu epidemic, lamented that a booming economy did not bode well for them in the 2020 Election. COVID-19 dropped nicely into their laps and you can be assured they'll slow walk any and all efforts to reopen the economy. The virus was manna from heaven..."There really is a God," they must have uttered in awe. They should rebrand themselves as "The Virus Party."
|This was posted on Facebook. I wouldn't bet my butt on it but is makes some sense out of what is nonsensical regarding what happened in the aftermath of Benghazi. If this is true I hope somebody picks up on it at FOX News. When I heard that everyone in the war room that night was forced to sign nondisclosure agreements, I was intrigued. This explains what happened in a way that adds up. However, in the absence of collaboration I'll withhold judgement.
February 9, 2019 ·
FINALLY!! - THE REAL REASON BEHIND BERGDAHL'S RELEASE!
(BERGDAHL WAS RELEASED IN EXCHANGE FOR 5 TALIBAN GENERALS IN ORDER TO COVER UP THE OBAMA/HILLARY STINGER MISSILE SALES TO LIBYA.)
BENGHAZI AND THE MATCHING SERIAL NUMBERS.....
So here's the REAL story: Ambassador Stevens was sent to Benghazi to secretly retrieve US made Stinger Missiles that the State Dept. had supplied to Ansar al Sharia in Libya WITHOUT Congressional oversight or permission.
Sec State Hillary Clinton had brokered the Libya deal through Ambassador Stevens and a Private Arms Dealer named Marc Turi, but some of the shoulder fired Stinger Missiles ended up in Afghanistan where they were used against our own military. On July 25th, 2012, a US Chinook helicopter was downed by one of them. Not destroyed only because the idiot Taliban didn't arm the missile. The helicopter didn't explode, but it had to land and an ordnance team recovered the missile’s serial number which led back to a cache of Stinger Missiles kept in Qatar by the CIA.
Obama and Hillary were in full panic mode, so Ambassador Stevens was sent to Benghazi to retrieve the rest of the Stinger Missiles. This was a "do-or-die" mission, which explains the Stand Down Orders given to multiple rescue teams during the siege of the US Embassy.
It was the State Dept., NOT the CIA, that supplied the Stinger Missiles to our sworn enemies because Gen. Petraeus at CIA would not approve supplying the deadly missiles due to their potential use against commercial aircraft. So then, Obama threw Gen. Petraeus under the bus when he refused to testify in support of Obama’s phony claim of a “spontaneous uprising caused by a YouTube video that insulted Muslims.”
Obama and Hillary committed TREASON!
THIS is what the investigation is all about, WHY she had a Private Server, (in order to delete the digital evidence), and WHY Obama, two weeks after the attack, told the UN that the attack was the result of the YouTube video, even though everyone KNEW it was not.
Furthermore, the Taliban knew that the administration had aided and abetted the enemy WITHOUT Congressional oversight or permission, so they began pressuring (blackmailing) the Obama Administration to release five Taliban generals being held at Guantanamo.
Bowe Bergdahl was just a useful pawn used to cover the release of the Taliban generals. Everyone knew Bergdahl was a traitor but Obama used Bergdahl’s exchange for the five Taliban generals to cover that Obama was being coerced by the Taliban about the unauthorized Stinger Missile deal.
So we have a traitor as POTUS that is not only corrupt, but compromised, as well and a Sec. of State that is a serial liar, who perjured herself multiple times at the Congressional Hearings on Benghazi. Perhaps this is why no military aircraft were called upon for help in Benghazi: Because the administration knew that our enemies had Stinger Missiles; that, if used to down those planes, would likely be traced back to the CIA cache in Qatar and then to the State Dept.’s illegitimate arms deal in Libya.
|For those of you who suffer from "Writer's Cramp" go to my port and go down the folders until you reach the one titled PANDORA.
Inside you'll find a file which is an explanation and example of how to convert novel prose to screen play.
I point this out because it's a useful technique not only for translating your writing from one mode to another but because it has an added benefit. It forces a writer to go from telling to showing. In my view "Telling" a story to begin with is fine and if that is the best way for you to get it down on paper (word processor) then by all means go for it and don't worry about too much telling and too little showing. Then when you finish, go ahead and translate it into screenplay. Once you have done this you can later convert it again back to novel prose, which makes blending the two much easier to express.
|Dr. Phillip Greer is one of the most remarkable men of our times.
He has been able to persuade many who have seen a glimpse of what has taken place over the last seventy-five years, to come forward and shed light on the UFO coverup. His untiring efforts have led to much of what we know about the extreme efforts the Intelligence Community has undertaken to hide from the American people the most incredible event in the history of mankind.
Greer has been able to piece together a sense of the undertaking, from the first recovery of Alien flying machines to the Government's dogged and time worn efforts to protect the secret that lays at the "Core" of an understanding that we're not alone in the Universe.
Dr. Greer has kept the body of public awareness from being extinguished, albeit still slumbering on life support... kept a flicker burning despite a deep web of secrecy, half truths and misinformation. No effort has been spared in the coverup to keep the American People dumbed down and in the dark. Decent men and women have been ruthlessly sacrificed, careers ruined, and reputations destroyed for the sole purpose of buying time and providing cover for the back engineering of extraterrestrial space craft and the power that anti-gravity technology will bring.
After the Russians stole the secret to the atomic bomb, our government vowed this would never happen again. When the Aliens showed up the intelligence agencies, adopted a new system for safeguarding this staggering development. It became the grandfather of all national secrets. They resolved to hide the truth deep in the bowels of the Military Industrial Complex. A group of civilian contractors were picked to study the technology outside governmental oversight. A list of those with a need to know, compartmented into the lowest common denominators of access, were put in place with the mission of figuring out how these craft worked. Presidents Truman and Eisenhower realized that a free nation, could otherwise, never hope to keep the lid on this long term and portentous undertaking.
For those who feel this is an overstatement I recommend you take a look at the Admiral Wilson notes that recently leaked. Search Admiral Wilson UFO alien coverup.
It is ironic that the tools developed for the UFO coverup are now being used on the American people for political purposes. An effort is being made to move the planet down the path to a one world government and this will require a redistribution of resources resulting in some winners and losers. The third world will gain ground while the United States will lose. Globalization is gaining momentum and there are powerful off-shore interests determined to make this happen. These interests see the press in the United States as a propaganda tool that can be bought, along with everything else, in a free market society. One has to only listen to what is termed "Fake News" to realized how the power to inform (or misinform) is being used to shape public opinion.
So why, a reader might ask, is HONESTY now a liability? This goes back to the briefings provided by Dr. Greer to top government officials both inside and outside the United States. He told them about the UFO work taking place, without the most remedial of oversight. He provide a list of corporate entities who were "In the know." Most of those he briefed were politicians who were afraid to get involved. This was the case with most everyone inside the Deep State, not READ IN, and thereby believed the whole notion of ALIENS was in no way possible. Still, Greer waved his list of contractors beneath their noses and eventually Admiral Wilson, a rising star on the Joint Chiefs of Staff (JCS) decided to take a closer look. He was stunned, when as Intelligence Chief to the JCS, he was told he lacked a need to know and would not be read in. In the process he learned the programs were moving "agonizing slowly" in trying to figure out how the ALIEN artifacts operated.
When Dr. Greer went to Great Britain he briefed one of the top Air Marshals. The General responded, "Rubbish! There is no way this could be going on without my knowledge. I'd never allow it."
Greer's response was, "...and what would you do if you found out it as TRUE?"
The General replied, "Why I'd put an end to it."
To which Greer replied, "That Sir, in a nutshell, is why you've not been read in. Men of integrity won't lie."
|Last night I was watching U-Tube videos on China. I was stunned! They have built entire cities, with towering apartment buildings that are totally abandoned. This is what happens when "Centralized Planning" runs amuck. It was mind boggling to see a real city... going on for blocks and blocks with nobody living in it. The videos went on to show how workers (coal miners) were left without promised health care plans and their retirements cancelled by the government. Then they were expected to work for one tenth of their salary. I could't believe it! Then I saw how China was Utopia when compared to North Korea. Talk about a place you don't want to go... that's North Korea.
These Communist run Asian countries are only eclipsed by lawlessness and squalor of Africa. Seeing is believing. To think anybody with a handful of marbles rolling around in their heads would advocate such failed forms of government and anarchy. We as Americans live in the greatest country on earth and the Democrats want to turn it into a socialist state. Who are these people? Are they totally brain dead?
| For those who doubt the truth behind Unidentified Flying Objects, (UFOs) search the key words below:
Admiral Wilson leaked files Richard Dolan
What you will find is the latest in the continuing saga of lies and coverups, designed to keep a lid on what happened at Roswell nearly seventy (70) years ago. To bring you up to date here are some of the reports that came to light that have been vigorously denied by the Air Force, Navy and Intelligence Services. In WW 2 there were "Foo Fighters" reported by both German and Allied forces in the Air War over Europe. After the war "Operation Paperclip" brought top Nazi scientists to the United States to jump start our rocket program. In the course of these V2 Plus rocket tests there were interventions by Alien craft to shoot our rockets down. The latest scaler radar sets were brought in as well as prototype anti-aircraft weapons, which attempted to shoot down the UFOs. In 1947 the famous Roswell crashes took place where Extraterrestrial craft were brought down, variously attributed to air defense weapons or thunderstorms. Still, nuclear weapons and rocket tests in the Nevada desert continued to attract UFOs, These incidents were described as most anything except what they actually were, with the most common being swamp gas and weather balloons. President Truman was so concerned by the physical evidence of crashed dishes and alien bodies that he formed a commission, Majestic 12 to look into it. In the 1950s -1960s the press (Linda M. Howe) began reporting on human abductions and cattle mutilations. Barney Hill and his wife were among the first and most sensational but others followed.
It was in this period that the most closely guarded secret we had was revealed to the Soviets. This was the Atomic Bomb. It was a compromise so egregious that President Truman took extraordinary steps to make sure the UFO secret did not follow suit. For this purpose he granted his MJ 12 Commission the extraordinary power to operate outside of government oversight. The power they were given at the time included the use of lethal force. The whole program was broken down into small parts and only those with a need to know were allowed access. What this accomplished was a high level of security but kept many of the best minds in the country from helping sort out the mystery. The truth is that even after all these years of pouring over the ET crash wreckage we are still no closer to understanding the physics than when we started.
When President Eisenhower took office he is said to have met with and reached an arrangement with our alien visitors. The alleged deal was bases in exchange for technology. Human abductees were to be returned unharmed. He was very concerned about the ultra-secrecy that was established to safeguard the back engineering and exchange programs and worried about a lack of oversight. Upon leaving office he warned that we be wary of the Military Industrial Complex. Some of the crash debris was seeded with industry who to this day are working to understand the materials and how some of the less threatening artifacts work.
In the late 1970s a whistle-blower named Bob Lazar came forward with the claim that he was working in Area 51 at a facility named S-4 to back-engineer the propulsion system taken from one of the craft. He claimed that work was going slow and there had been accidents resulting in the deaths. He described one of the UFOs, the one known as the sports model, and described in detail his team's hypothesis on how it worked. It was an anti-gravity propulsion system that operated by bending space time. Furthermore he said the fuel was Element 115 an element that wasn't even discovered at the time. Isotopes of this element decay rapidly in a collider, which is the only means we have at present for making it. He said the real element was stable and that they had recovered several hundred pounds of it from one of the crash sites. When Bob told his friends what he was doing they were skeptical, so he took them to a surrounding mountain top on a Wednesday Night and showed the distant craft in action. He was caught on the third of these outings. So fearful did he become that he took the story to the local news. The Intelligence agencies did everything imaginable, short of murder, to discredit him, make him an example and put his credibility in question. However, he remains an icon, unshakable, and the most believable witness who has ever come forth on the Area 51 super-secret program he participated in. I've listened to his tapes and believe him to be truthful.
After Lazar went public there were many others who came forward and in each case they were smeared by the DIA, CIA and Armed Services who did everything in their power to undermine their credibility and shut up those who dared breath a word about the Extraterrestrials. This became the most closely guarded secret of the century. At the core of the secret is the anti-gravity propulsion system. It appears we are no further along today than we were when Lazar first entered the hanger fifty years ago and looked in marvel at the space craft. He later witnessed the saucer hovering about outside and was told that it could actually fly over the mountains. Somehow, some test pilots had figured out how to make it go, however, it was like someone who can drive a car with no idea how the engine actually operates. Figuring out how the system works is the question of the century and whoever figures it out will have the global "cat birds seat." In describing the device, Bob said it was the size of a basketball and regardless of the load placed upon it, the motor never got hot, or even warm. This is why the whole thing is still such a closely guarded secret. All that nonsense about the public panicking over ETs is so much BS. The country that masters anti-gravity will have a power unmatched on the planet.
Skipping ahead, the next major revelations came about as the result of Dr. Greer's untiring efforts to gain disclosure. Over the years he has gained the trust and respect of many both inside and outside of government. Greer has been able to convince his leakers that since the UFO program is outside the oversight of the government, it is illegal and thus has no classification authority and anyone who "Outs" it is not committing a breach of national security. They can never be charged. His work has led to many revelations but one of the most notable was a list of Agencies and Contractors who were on the inside and conducting the back engineering research. He knew there was no governmental oversight over any of these projects and so he started briefing high government officials about what was really going on. His MO was to show them the list and challenge them to see if they could gain access.
This brings us to the Admiral Wilson notes. Wilson went to one of these dark contracting agencies and demanded to be read in. The contractor referred him to an approving authority which turned out to be a civilian, a security guy and a lawyer. He met with them and they refused. He was furious and made a stink. His higher-ups called him aside and threatened his rank and future if he didn't back off. His notes are testimony that the conversations took place and I recommend them to your reading.
The most significant revelation contained in the notes comes, when he questioned the three "Gatekeepers" about exactly what they were guarding. They admitted they were safeguarding projects involved in the back engineering of "Off World Technology."
|Throughout the Third World there is a culture of Corruption. It certainly exists in the West too but it isn't as culturally supported. In the Third World the family is still considered the fundamental building block of society. If somebody succeeds they are expected to share the benefits of their prosperity. For example if a woman marries well, or a man succeeds in government they are expected to share that success with their family. Anything goes with this power sharing as long as it doesn't become excessive and as a consequence the law is little impediment. In these countries the law is viewed as a constraint and most anything goes as long as you don't get caught. It is only being accused, called out and/or convicted that corrupt behavior becomes egregious.
The Greeks introduced to the Western World many fine ideas one of which was this idea of Honor. They were not the greatest practitioners but sometimes a good notion takes hold even if those responsible don't take it to heart. Embodied in the concept is that a citizen of quality will obey the law because it's the right thing to do. They don't obey it because they fear the sanctions but rather see the purpose and understand the need to obey regulations that order society for the good. Such citizens see the greater needs of the whole while still understanding that self interest (greed) is a basic human trait.
Now please don't take this to mean that in the West citizens operate on a higher moral plane. People in the West are just as prone to corruption as anyone else, however, the distinction is that they know better. Hillary Clinton is a classic example. While most have some vague notion of what honor is they still need the law to underpin their behavior. The distinction is that they have been exposed to how the Scientific Method (SM) works. The SM is an optimization process and what is being optimized is the idea of "Good." Good is a thought or action that improves the human condition over what might occur had no human intervention taken place. To a quality citizen a law is seen as good if it makes sense and they obey it because it seems best to do so. However, all citizens do not subscribe to what I call the "Honor Standard." For most this standard is too high. For many it lacks definition and even to the most law abiding has the tendency to deviate when self-interests come into conflict. Having said all this let me once more stress the distinction.
In the West, people know corruption to be wrong in both a moral and legal sense. In Asia, they see the wrong more in a legal terms where the crime is not so much moral as a consequence of getting caught. If someone is able to further their ambitions by avoiding the sanctions of the law they are seen as "shrewd," In Third World Countries, particularly Asia, shrewd is good. It is embodied in their culture and we can send them to our Universities where they excel in parroting knowledge without really understanding what propels it. They make high marks without really buying into the contributions made by the Greeks that catapulted Western technology to where it is today. They are no more advanced culturally than they were when Alexander the Great first demonstrated the real power of the West. In third worlds MIGHT is still RIGHT. They respect military power but see only weakness in trying to rise above those baser aspects of the human condition.
|It's the middle of April in Wisconsin, it's still cold. I'm beginning to wonder if it's ever going to warm up. This has me wondering if the Wuhan flu virus will begin to diminish in the warmer weather. That would be a blessing... that the virus only gets introduced to half the world's population instead of all of it. On the positive side we'd have more time to develop countermeasures for those of us who escaped the first round of infection. Hopefully we could take the lessons learned in Phase 1 and use them to good effect.
The reason for the quarantine was to flatten the curve, and to make sure our hospitals were not overwhelmed . As soon as possible the country needs to get back to work. The virus was bad but not as bad as they billed it. Unfortunately the Democrats see the pandemic as a Godsend. It accomplished what they salivated for and couldn't accomplish on their own. The Democratic Party is the party of misery. They depend on human agony to energize their base and voila, the pandemic came along in answer to their prayers. When President Trump decides to begin relaxing the restrictions the first thing that will hit the fake news networks is the following headline.
First fatality of President Trump's premature and reckless policy to reopen the United States
Joe Blow, of Brooklyn New York, is the first COV-19 patient to die as the result of President Trump's cavalier relaxation policy. Joe was a military veteran who survived WW2, and a long life of service to his community..., only to succumb to the President's ineptitude. A well loved, Mr. Blow, met an untimely death, struck down at the most vulnerable time of his life. While not stated on his death certificate the cause could well have been, "political expedience." The Republicans continue to push their agenda, which puts corporate greed ahead of the health and welfare of everyone. The bottom line, is thousands of these death warrants are being delivered every day ...Blow is just the first to die unnecessarily!
....So the disgusting story will go. We live in "sick" times.
|China is using its propaganda machine to blame someone else for the breakout of COVID 19. Their latest gambit is a report on CBS yesterday about a "Scientific Study" showing the virus originated in Europe. How lame is that? Everyone knows where it started, supposedly in a meat market in Wuhan China. Now we're beginning to hear more and more about a Level Four, biological laboratory located several blocks away.
Personally I don't particularly care if it generated spontaneously at the meat market or if it broke containment in a research laboratory. I happened, and it is another in a long line of biological agents that originated in China. Unlike many I lean towards the bio-lab theory based upon my experience and knowledge of human nature.
In College my wife worked in a level 3 facility at the CDC in Atlanta. She was a Summer Intern for two years. When she began she tested negative for Tuberculosis and when she left she tested positive. She had not contracted the disease but was exposed and developed an immunity. She related to me the story of one of her coworkers who liked to sneak off and smoke cigarettes in the animal house. This individual contacted a full blown case of TB. All organizations have stories of what really goes on behind the scenes and research labs are no exception. Workers don't always follow procedures and mistakes are made. Nobody wants to admit they made a mistake and the tendency is to cover it up. Creating a disciplined culture that on one hand insists on attention to detail and is intolerant of slip-shod behavior while on the other is open and forgiving of human error is a hard needle to thread. What I mean is that somebody that drops a test tube needs to know they won't be sent to the Gulag. Openness and willingness to "fess" up are crucial to containing the consequences of an error. As long as there are humans involved, accidents are going to happen and when they do getting people to raise their hand is no easy task. So I don't really see how one can expect to avoid lab workers becoming contaminated from time to time. The should report an incident when it happens but will just as likely try and cover it up.
If you look at the requirements behind the various levels of a bio test facility you will quickly see a glaring problem... This is that regardless of how sensitive the work is, the workers go home every night. It would seem to me that if the work is really dangerous then the workers should remain a month in the facility....They should spend two weeks with the agent and two weeks in quarantine. After the initial two weeks they are tested for the agent and tested again upon checking out. If they become contaminated the symptoms will develop while the worker is still inside the containment facility. This measure might seem draconian but it sure beats the measures we have currently in place. Hey, if sailors can be cooped up on a submarine for months on end so can research workers in a Level 5 facility. I know, I. know, there is no such thing as a level 5 facility where people are kept separated from society for extended periods. There should be.
|I remember how it was a lifetime ago, watching as a Huey helicopter ended final approach and hovered over our basecamp. The prop wash threw up a storm of dust and the crew stared unloading bundles of supplies. This was our home, a defensive position called a "Hard Spot," located along the Cambodian border, off a map feature called "The Angle's Wing." It was like a Mini-Firebase, except we didn't have any artillery. I noted that a guy wearing a white shirt got off carrying this big cardboard box. One of the grunts, handling resupply, motioned him towards the TOC. A few minutes later I received a message that the CO wanted to see me. It was dark inside the bunker and it took a minute for my eyes to adjust. Beyond the sandbag entrance was a bank of radios and some tables and chairs. The civilian dude, I'd seen earlier, was sitting on a cot underneath the map board.
"Tell the Lieutenant here, what brings you to the far reaches of the Empire," said the Captain.
"Hi, I'm John Cramer from the Army's Combat Development Command (DARPA). I've brought a new product all the way from Fort Benning, for testing.
He opened his box and laid on the table an electronic gadget about the size of a PRC 25 radio. Next he installed a battery and plugged in the head set. "This is an Intrusion Monitoring Device."
Talking out a smaller box he dumped a couple of nuggets on the table that resembled dried up jelly beans. He turned on the electronics box and handed me the earphones. Picking up one, he squeezed it and asked, "What do you hear?"
From inside the headphones I heard a distinct beep. Picking up another he squeezed the second one. "...and now?"
I heard two beeps.
Taking a third he squeezed and this time three beeps and then a final one... four beeps.
"Is this some kind of hearing test?"
He looked at me like I was a bit slow on the uptake.
"This Lieutenant, is one of the Army's latest combat developments. It allows a patrol leader to have early warning of an approaching enemy."
I must have rolled my eyes because he began acting like a salesman closing a pitch.
"How this works is that you sprinkle these sensors along likely avenues of approach into your ambush site. For example, if you are set up on an East/West trail you might sprinkle a handful of the one-beepers to the East and some of the two-beepers to the West. If it's a crossroads then some three and four-beepers to the North and South. Then, all you have to do is listen and depending on the beeps you'll know from which direction the enemy is approaching. These nuggets have been created to give the small unit leader a "Head's Up" when the enemy is coming his way. Nothing like some advanced warning... don't you agree?"
"You want me to test this stuff on my ambush tonight?"
"So, after I get there and get set up, you want me to go for a little walk, North, South, East and West and sprinkle these turds as I go?"
"That's the idea."
"I have an even better one. Why don't you come with me and you can go out and sprinkle the turds. You can then reassure everyone back in the world you personally saw to their emplacement along the most traveled infiltration route in Vietnam."
He missed the sarcasm but my CO didn't.
"I'd like to," John replied, (he seemed sincere) "but I'm not allowed to go on combat operations. "
"What's your take on all this?" I asked the CO.
"Why do you think you're here?"
Realizing it was a done deal, I arose to go.
"Here," John offered, "Let me carry the box over to your bunker."
Before dusk I assembled the platoon and gave the patrol order. The men weren't happy when I got to the part where we were going four (4) thousand meters. That meant that if we "Hit the Shit" we were out on a limb and on our own until daylight. We would be ambushing the main road below a heavily traveled intersection, where we'd been getting reports of enemy activity. The NVA were moving South to shore up the VC, decimated in the TET Offensive of 1968. These were main line North Vietnamese forces who were well trained and equipped. The good news was that while the trek into ambush site was long, it was a one leg straight line. There would be no juking around to avoid the "Tu Dia" signs. These were warnings posted by the VC to mark where they had their IEDs planted.
"We'll be moving in two files," I told everyone. "I'll be in the middle between the point men. Once we get to the "Candy Stripe" (highway on map) we'll set up according to SOP... except for one thing. Osborn and I will planting some sensors on the approaches into the main kill zone. So be advised, we'll be outside our defensive perimeter tonight, moving around while ya'll are getting set up. I'll leave from and return to the M-60 (machine gun) positioned on the left flank. I say again, tonight there will be two of us, out front and it's going to be dark... no moon... don't be getting trigger happy."
Once darkness settled I set off with the Patrol. For those who have never walked a night combat patrol the pace is extremely measured and methodical, like the slow beat on a drum. The march took about two hours before we finally reached the objective. It had been without incident and I breathed a sigh of relief because navigating on a pitch black night always had me stressed out and anxious. The men went about setting up their two man positions. Melvin Osborne, my "go to guy" was a bit slow but dependable in a pinch. I always kept him close. ever since being warned to keep an eye on him during search and clear missions we conducted in the daytime. Melvin liked the Vietnamese girls and needed adult supervision when we passed through a village. Other than that he was a very dependable soldier. So I kept Osborn, day and night, close, and took him with me if I went on recon.
As I saw things coming together the two of us went to the machine gun position and walked out into the road. It was really dark out except for an occasional flare in the distance. I carried a starlight scope but it wasn't working very well. We walked South and put out the one- beep sensors. Then we walked back up the road to the intersection. A hundred meters North we sprinkled the two-beepers. Walking back to the crossroads we turned East and placed the three-beepers. Then it was back again to the crossroads and West. About a hundred meters further we sprinkled the last batch of the four-beepers. Try imagining, if you can, walking around out there, pitch black, just me and Melvin, a stones throw from the Cambodian border. It was nerve wracking, to say the least, and I was relieved when it was all over and we got safely back inside the ambush site.
Now all I had to do was sit back and listen. I told my RTO we would be on a one hour watch schedule and I'd take the first shift. Putting on the head set I settled back. It was almost midnight. Suddenly I heard a series of two-beeps. I alerted, adrenaline rushing into my veins. I listened closely for the next few minutes... "beep-beep, beep-beep, beep-beep." Then I told Melvin to crawl along the forward line and alert everyone that the sensors were indicating movement from the North. "Tell them to get ready for trouble." After he crawled off I alerted the rear security by radio. "Possible NVA unit, moving South." This was followed by an absolute silence that seemed to drag on forever. I was about to conclude it was a false alarm when the four-beepers began tuning up. "Beep-beeb-beep-beep" sounded the repetitive sequence in my headset. OMG, more are coming from the West, maybe two enemy columns joining up. The beeping continued until they once more abruptly stopped... absolute silence. I searched with my starlight scope, waiting for the faint light of an occasional flare to amplify the image... but there was nothing to be seen, only a fuzzy non-threatening visual in a green tinted background. I took a dexedrine tablet... "This is going to be a long night.
About three o'clock in the morning my RTO shook me out of a stupor. "I'm getting three beeps," he whispered in a nervous voice. I was instantly wide awake. Over and over the three beeps chimed until like before they stopped abruptly. Again, I waited for some ambient flare light and scanned with the night scope. Nothing. I yawned nervously. Looks like another sleepless night before another endless day. "What do you think Melvin," I asked? He shrugged.
At daylight we took a walk to retrace our footsteps from the night before. To the South we found the sensors laying undisturbed as we'd left them. Going North it was a different story. We could find nothing. What the heck happened happened to the turds? Checking to the East we found the same situation. No petrified poop. Finally on the leg to the West we struck pay dirt. One mangled nugget lay on the side of the road. It was in two main pieces and some smaller fragments lay in a pool of green and white bile.
What the heck..?
When we returned to the base camp, John the civilian met me coming through the wire. "How did it go... did you have any contact?"
"No, it turned out to be an uneventful evening... except for on thing."
"What was that?"
I handed him the remains... "The rats ate 'Um."