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Re: Alfred's Odd Ode #257

From: Alfred Lehmberg <Lehmberg@snowhill.com>
Date: Sat, 18 Jul 1998 07:41:37 -0500
Fwd Date: Sat, 18 Jul 1998 10:14:30 -0400
Subject: Re: Alfred's Odd Ode #257

Apology to MW #257 (For July 18, 1998)

I want to know who has to _pay_, so I can play my life out true.
I want the info close, and near at hand. I want a truthfulness
hard ringing from all the towers on our world. I _want_ to learn,
perform research, and understand.

My understanding would include appreciation of a rawness in the
news that we don't get too well, at all. Massaged, manipulated,
and pre-digested for our use, it obfuscates the issue, and
performs convenient stalls. Anomaly is ridiculed, and crap is
spewed prime time by the well coifed talking heads that toe a
line. Truth is lost in fractured constructs of the narrowly
conceived; the truth, if seen, is seen a single time!

Have the guts to ring unpleasant, and be damned like Pete Arnett,
who lifted at the edges of our scab. The *machine* will scuttle
in, and pick the bones of righteous men like a cockroach, or a
demon, or a crab.  Me thinks *they* doth protest too much the
story was untrue -- that poison gas was used to murder . .
.folks. It's been made for just that purpose, and been purchased
for its _use_, or gas production's mythic -- and a joke.

Are things alive that fly our skies while Bill is porkin' 'nika
<g>? Two human beings in need, they grope -- get sweaty.  They do
something indiscreet in ways as old as driving need . . . then
_lie_ to pay a freight too harsh and weighty.

And while we spend the money checking Presidential penis, anomaly
fair flirts, or charms, and teases. The money just won't go there
'cause the profits more to bear, though the kingdom _is_ much
nearer -- that's EGREGIOUS. If we knew the _final_ secret we
might find we _had_ salvation in a wealth of _toleration_
unimpaired.  It was always here at hand, that precious kingdom,
understand --and permissiveness its _blessing_, I declare!!!

You'll see them if you look up, and just simply watch your skies.
You'll see them dance and caper right before astonished eyes.
You'll see them float serenely like they haven't wit nor care.
You'll see them if you'd see them; if you've courage; if you'd
dare! You'll see them making liars of the skepti-bunky slugs --
you'll see prevarication from the Phil Klass CSICOP thugs. If
enough of us _would_ see them they would land right on our yards;
we'd invite them in for tea, and we'd have them by for cards!!!
They'd be in our family photos, and they'd stand up at our
weddings, they'd be friends that we're supposed to never have!
The man would have conniptions as we wrote his new prescriptions
for the blisters we'd be raising on his ass <g>.

You can bet our pretty newsmen, and the gals that spread the lies
are embarrassed by their actions that I'm sure they _must_
despise. Those that pull demonic phallus for their ease of *good*
position should evaluate their options for complaint. There's a
time you might be useless 'cause the paradigms have shifted and
all that's left (?) is cluelessness, and pain.

And it doesn't have to be that way <I shake my fist right in your
face> ! It doesn't have to turn out quite like that!! It's never
_had_ to be that way; the kingdom's here at hand! But assaulted
by true criminals -- psychopathic human rats! And not the one's
you'd think might come, from the bottom of the pile, but the one
astride his shoulders who then bleeds him 'till he's _riled_! He
accumulates his capital with pretension and a smile. We've been
lying to our children, so our lips are slick with guile. We teach
convenient structures reproductionist in scope. The kids find
out, you bet, too late -- are let in on the *joke*.

. . .

Behold the yawning vastness of the never ending cosmos! Perceive
there's so much more of it than you. Understand it, as it
happens, that is anything can happen in its length and breadth,
and awesome depth -- it's true!!! A heaven _and_ a hell is there
to take us on its trip through trackless time and unknown thought
and endless space. Dimensions will be traveled like we take a bus
uptown, if we live beyond the limits of our present sad


How does one get the raw news -- lurk on transponder signals, or
what? When I think of raw news, I think of people like L.M. Howe,
or Chuck Shramek. These are two that seem to discover something
interesting, and pass it on to the rest of us -- for all their
recent vilification and censure. I remain attendant to their
camps; however, because they are, I perceive, motivated by
guilelessness and honesty.

Look -- somebody comes to _ME_ with something interesting, and I
would like to think I would pass it along . . . as THEY have. I'd
let you make up your own mind. If the "something interesting"
turns out to be a hoax -- then it was STILL my effort that got it
the attention it needed to be proven so! IT'S STILL A STEP UP!
That's why I want the news raw; it's a step up from the clutches
of a manipulated culture, an unethical coercion, or being
programmed what to think.  Chuck and Linda would do well by me to
be just keeping on the way they're keeping on! Jeff Rinse springs
to mind -- Laura Lee et. al.; continue to show a courage the
mainstreamers don't have the nads for, and keep that twitchy info
coming! Keep it RAW! After all the additives, filler, and
preservatives the mainstream provides, there is little
nourishment, and certainly a lessor amount of truth LEFT!

Restore John Ford!

P.S. -- I heard Drudge (of Drudge report *fame*) describe himself
as "No Peter Arnett"! Well, let me quickly agree with Mr. Drudge;
he _is_ no Peter Arnett.  He has none of the rich character,
personal integrity, or *raw* courage that Arnett displays with
unflinching, and casual vigorousness.
Certainly more than a garden tool Drudge, a smirking vane for the
truly self absorbed, the conveniently and covetously placed --
the _plainly_ sociopathic fat cat rightist. . .  <g>!

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