Friday, March 18, 2011

Who to Believe

     The 90's were fun in a way.  I was in collage and was living in the dorms at Weber State.  On the other side of it was the time of Bill Clinton.  Bill let drug manufactures have commercials on television.  Everyone has seen them all.  If you have this or that there is a drug for that.  Then more to my dissatisfaction.  He allowed commercials on public television.  What I have been thinking lately is that it was some kind of trick.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Where Empires Die

     It was the British in around 1924.  Then the Soviets in the 1980's.  Now America is there in Afghanistan.  There are problems here at home.  Oh well we have David Petraeus with his fancy uniform.  All he needs in his Senate Committee hearing is a pimp hat with a pheasant feather.  How in hell is a country that is in the 1700's suppose to ever developed into a new world?

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Utah Today

     There was a protest today for the last day of the Utah House and Senate.  It was at the State Capitol.  There will be no more GRAMA records.  Of  course I live in the wrong state.  I would be better off in New York or California.  I am trying to hold on because I like people here.  Let us all join up with the Tea Party,.  Hope it works out.  No one needs to know what the Theocracy of Mormon people are doing,  So wholesome and of course know the best for everyone in the world.  The sad truth is that there are only 14 million Mormons in the the world.  I would hardly say that is a movement.

Friday, January 28, 2011

Epic Failure

     On Sunday July 6, 2008 a Mormon Home Teacher and a perspective Missionary companion came to my house.  The discourse was terse and hostile.  The Missionary complained that my opinion about Val Southwick was misplaced.  After all Val had given him $500.00 for his soccer cost and had driven him around in his Porsche.  Val had revealed that Val wanted never to be poor like his father.  I stated that Val had stolen money from investors in the largest embezzling scam in Utah’s history with Ves Corp.  No problem there.  He did not mean to do it he had just bought property in Las Vegas that didn’t pay off.  After all he was a moral man in the Forest Green Ward.  The Home Teacher had no idea what I was talking about even though Val was his daughter’s Sunday School Teacher.  I guess no one had the foresight to disclose this information to flock.  The Bishop of the Forest Green Ward who by his silence had either been fleeced or embarrassed that Val could lurk around and sign the Ward and others up for a crack pot scam.    

The End

     Over time many societies degrade.  The definite way to keep such social conditions on an upward track is to have more law enforcement and spying.  There are the greats.  Whether it be Soviet Russia under Stalin, China under the Communist Party, or maybe Cambodia under “Pol Pot“.  More armies and police.  We should embrace such tactics because now instead of the rats leaving first when the ship is going down.  We are assured they will be there with us hanging on the hull making certain that we sink.

I really do not know

     An introduction of myself would be that I have a major in Psychology and a minor in Anthropology.  Though that I lived in the dorms with a Hispanic named Philippe.  I also had a Caucasian roommate named Ryan the better of the two was Philippe.  Over time I took on the mantle of cultural relativism from anthropology  and stuck with that till certain events in 2005.
     I moved to Salt Lake City into what I thought was an up and coming neighborhood a few minutes from the city center.  I loved the area where I could see the fireworks from the Winter Olympics in 2002 and hear the concerts from my front porch.  Then things got bad when the gang MK 13 from El Salvador moved in.  My neighbors a crossed the street had thirteen people living in a two bedroom house and I was attacked by a Hispanic in the alley behind my house that I had only seen once before.
     This was the worst and I had to move.  I had a long metal pipe in my hand because the garage I was just finishing it and was not yet backfilled.  I had to negotiate the ups and downs of the landscaping.  He and his girlfriend I guess found it disagreeable that I was in my backyard having a beer and stopped in their car.  Then he questioned me about my name, if I lived there, and what I was doing.  I stated that I didn’t know him and I wasn’t going to answerer him.
     I had sat down on the footing of my new garage and laid the walking pipe down and was drinking a beer when “Dreamer” which was the calligraphy on the back of his car came back grabbed the pipe beat me unconscious, fractured my skull, and almost killed me.  The beauty of the situation is that him and his girlfriend “Baby Girl” moved a few weeks later never to be caught by the inept police.
     This has change my view of cultural relativism to a great degree.  When you have a situation in which Hispanics are under the radar and harass people because maybe they feel that they have been slighted it leads to situations where everyone with any means will vacate the area and leave. They will be left to their own devices which is what I did.

Downfall

     I remember reading excerpts from a book _Drug warriors and their Prey_ a few years ago.  It was the five steps to genocide: legislation, identification, marginalization, concentration, then extermination.  Well now that Arizona has passed the bill.  The police and politicians will have to identify the people that have to be under the long arm of the law.  This is the most frightening thing I think I have seen in a long time.  To make it a tad simple I shall describe Nazi Germany.  First there was the legislation in 1938 that no Jews could own property.  Then there was the task of identifying who was a Jew.  So it was decided that anyone who had two Jewish Grandparents was a Jew.  Then the night of broken windows.  Concentration Camps and well extermination.  On that note maybe now that Arizona has taken the first awful step they can follow that timeline and declare that anyone who has two Hispanic Grandparents is a Mexican.