Imagine how he would be treated if he was the complete opposite (Bizarro) politician. You think all of his past would not be questioned, dug into, and completely investigated by all the media?
17 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
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29 Dec 2011 4 Comments
I love to watch movies on the dvd player before going to sleep. Since I am on vacation, I am able to watch as many as possible, or as many cheap ones I can find under five dollars at FYE.
So last night I was watching Die Hard 4; Die Hard and Live Free, or something like it. Before that movie, I watched two of the movies in the Hannibal Lechter serious. Low and behold did I ever sleep my way into a self-made, for my viewing pleasure only, cerebral Cinema Show Case. What movies came together to make this one, this Hillbilly ain’t sure, but it was pretty good!
I will call it Ero Pleasure; Pain. (The letter “ERO” were stamped on the pill).
It started off with a young man being on trial for murder, to which he had no memory of committing.(Sounds like the makings of a good politician). His defense was that he was given a small,orange,oval-shaped pill by a man dressed in tidy black pin-striped suit. The rub was, that by taking the pill, the kid would get anything he ever wanted, but he could never return to his current life: Meaning, no contact with his family or friends. If he did choose to return, then there was an unexplained consequence.
Well, being just a kid of about 12 years of age, he said yes. He then told the court that when he decided to “discharge” by slamming down upon the ground, a multi-colored sphere made of thin, taffy like plastic, the next thing he remembers was being led into court for murdering his family.
This is where the movie became interactive for me: He turns from his seat, looks directly at me, and says; “If you don’t believe me, you take it!” What the heck? I was just sitting in the gallery watching my dream movie! The kid turns to the jury as says; ” I did not do this. Even though I can’t remember not doing these horrible things, I did not do it. How could I; small boy, kill my entire family? They were not beaten,stabbed, or shot, they were poisoned!” “Even my lawyer does not believe me!”
So the next thing I know, (I am still dreaming, and have not been pulled out of my seat by four barking dogs, or four playful cats that reside at the Hillbilly Estates), I am pulling back the blankets on my bed, and I find one of those little orange pills. And like some teen-aged, about to get their melon displaced by a crazed, masked scoundrel, I take it!
Instantly, I find myself working some type of mid-level, highly over paid county job. I have a staff that I am directing to “fill the holding tank” that fits neatly in the back of a small, white work truck. I have no idea what I am doing in this position, but I find myself extremely happy, and content, and I have not a clue as to why. Then, I find myself at my new residence, very modern, sleek-looking apartment, with all the bells and whistles. This is when I realized, “This ain’t me at all”. I was able to understand this outside of my dream. So no I have a nightmare replacing my once “court room drama”.
So I remember trying to play video games and sleep in my new abode, but I kept being pestered by phone calls, and knocks to the door by fellow employees, and various service folks like UPS, and FedEx! Well, lo and behold I find myself running up and down the country road where I spent my entire childhood and a good part of my adult life, chasing that multicolored plastic taffy ball. But it kept rolling, and bouncing away from me. I had those men in their pinstriped suits all around me saying “Don’t do it!”. Of course, by telling me not to do something motivates me even more to do it. So I finally catch this darn thing and smash it to the ground.
So, I instantly find myself sitting in court, up on murder charges. As the gawkers, who are soon to be gallery sitters, stream by, who do I see? It is the kid who was on trail originally. He is now out of detention, having served his sentence. He once again looks me in the eyes and says: “Believe me now?”. At this point, I no longer think this is a dream. I truly feel as if I am on trial, for a murder I did not commit.
But while I am on the stand, I start describing places, and people, I do not remember being, or knowing. Even my lawyer looks bewildered. (This must be a dream, because my lawyer would have looked at my savings account and laughed). I describe a man, well-groomed, pulling a very large brief case, that is filled with pills and pictures. I also remember being in a very spacious, clear glass office building with many black doors. The building was very tall, but only had one floor.
Some how I convinced the judge to take me, my lawyer, and the “I told you so kid” on a secret visit to this building. This is where the dream jumped around a bit. The next thing I know, we have found the man with the brief case on wheels. He looks like the principle from Ferris Buehler. The judge opens the brief case, and there are thousands of varying pills, and thousands of pictures. We then find ourselves at the glass office building. Many men and women walking around in black. The women look as if they came from a Robert Palmer video.(That would have been a fun turn for my dream to take!). The judge orders all the doors of the offices to be open, and behind every one of them is a very large,spacious, medical lab, set up with operating tables.
So the last thing I remember of this dream is the I told you so boy, telling me; “I told you so”>
Holy crap, I usually dream a lot, but never in such detail, and never remembering as much either. There was no beer, tractors, mud, catfish, or girls in halter tops. So this is not my usual type of dream. What does it mean? Who knows. Maybe it means I should change the genre of film I view before sacking out!
The First Wookie And Dr. J-Bi Booed By Some At NASCAR Race: What, She Is Now Proud To Be An American?
21 Nov 2011 2 Comments
This is America, and folks have the right to approve, or disapprove of our public figures. And Michey gets everything that is tossed her way. She is helping vets, awesome, good for her, but people are not booing that. They are booing her husband’s and her political views. She is a world class hypocrite.
First Lady Michelle Obama and Dr. Jill Biden were grand marshals at today’s NASCAR season finale at Homestead-Miami Speedway, appearing as part of their charitable campaign to support military veterans and their families.
But their benign, bipartisan cause wasn’t enough to prevent public fallout from the nation’s polarized political climate as they were introduced before the crowd.
DARPA funded Facebook under fire from Euro regulators for revealing massive facial recognition database (via Angelbabe43's Blog)
29 Jul 2011 2 Comments
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“he fact that this is surprising to people is beyond all comprehension. This technology has been under development since Facebook took on massive funding from CIA/NSA connected firms. Of course this is brushed off by the corporate special interest media, after all the Bilderberg Group is just an exclusive tea party and the Council on Foreign Relations is a luncheon group, right?”
29 Jul 2011 1 Comment
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12 Jun 2011 Leave a Comment
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