Nothing to write about, on a no one reading, post. This morning, stare at words on the screen, see if I can find a clip to watch – and gawp. No groaning good. For (me), attitude determines altitude. And getting queasy hearing most of the tones: Hidden-hurt, frustration, fear – all understandable, then there’s smug-ed up, self satisfied. . . .
Chris and Michael, Mr Left and Right, feel the need to tread on truth’s toes, in a cocky brush-past and dismissal of the avalanche of evidence, d'flags are false. Both sound emboldened and wanna give a smack. C. Hedges and accepting a President doubting the 9/11 (myth) among his list of woes.
M. Savage interviewed last week by Alex . . .
Tap posts Mike Adams giving thanks for support regarding his Google ban. For ‘indy news media’ and those who right-standingly published protest on his behalf. Issues about free-speech and one for all etc etc. “First they came for the, and I...” an’ all that.
When first awoke to the con, media-based answers were obvious. As we all went out . . .
Missed ‘do something Saturday', yesterday's deadline.
This about struggling and subject. And having a web-life crisis. Was thinking, do Milo – talk of the reaction, viewing positive what's been happening. The rattling among his fellow pundits, pushing all things child-abuse. Alt-righty types need to get yapping some/more, about . . .
‘Why more than what?’ tends to faze those who dare look at the ones who run the runners. Stare away at the info and the war, soon realise, the perpetrators are serial and psycho.
Fiction marvels at those leaving their smart-ass defiant clues to toy with detectives. Based on notorious non-fiction examples, the killer thrills and basks in . . .
About to watch something but gonna write my bit first, post – then – watch.
Was a named, just-about active enough to justify, Anarcho-Syndicalist, for a decade. Until such personal troubles that my-world fell apart and postulations, gabbing about a preferred social order, dice-appeared in irrelevance. Then the awake and re-in with, . . .
FEEL THE NEED to write. Dunno if discipline is sufficient justification? Began tapping, now to find something to comment about. Not the ideal way.
“Do once a week” slipped to two and needs become Must. Therefore/now-on, Saturdays/if not sooner, Publish Day and be done fussin’
Reticent to overly blab freestyle – an easy . . .