What a way to end this month.
After reading this news story, I know the human mind has been broken. The collective unconscious is a cesspool. Civilization has destroyed everything that made us human in the first place.
I must have got lost, I must have got lost, I must have got lost somewhere down the way ...
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Couldn't sleep so I got back up. This news story caught my eye.
One Dead In Stoughton Shooting Incident
Incident Occurred Wednesday Evening
Updated: 12:37 am CDT July 29, 2010
STOUGHTON, Wis. -- Dane County sheriff's deputies responded to an incident in Stoughton Wednesday night in which shots were fired. Dane County Sheriff Dave Mahoney said shots were fired and one person is dead.
The sheriff said the death was not a suicide. Authorities received a report just after 7:30 p.m. about an intoxicated man with a shotgun in the 2800 block of Aaker Road. Several shots were fired, but it's unclear who fired the shots.
"They yelled, 'Put the gun down; step away from the gun.' And my husband said, 'We're going the other direction.' When we turned around we heard, 'Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom,' and it was like nine shots were fired off and we left," said Cinnamon Mennes, who witnessed the shooting. Med Flight was called to the scene. Dane County sheriff's deputies remain at the scene.
People are not coping with this financial/global meltdown. We don't have any coping skills. We've been drugged, stupefied, and brainwashed. I'm hearing stories of violence occurring in major cities right here in the US. It isn't as intense as what is going on in parts of Europe, but it will. Looting for the basic necessities will materialize unless things turn around economically and people have money coming in. That doesn't look to be the case. The hope of economic recovery is a last ditch effort to wallow in denial before the sledge hammer whacks us in the back of the head.
Speaking of which ... I'm in a state of denial as debilitating as any one else living on the face of planet Earth. I'm denying myself this time and this moment. Whatever plans I make to feather my nest are absurd. The program will run it's course. In the meantime, I have to forgive, move on, and make peace with myself here and now in this place at this time. If I can't, I won't be able to make my peace with the Cosmos at the moment of Death. I don't want any regrets lingering. Rectification now or as soon as possible is the wise choice.
July 27, 2010
Feeling good. Buckling down is a good mind set for me. I will not be spending a dime. The Great Work doesn't cost a nickle. Impulsive consumption is for the herd. Joy doesn't cost a cent. I have my monthly expenditures. It isn't like money isn't going to be going out. It doesn't have to be going out on shit. Coffee and donuts at Kwip Trip is shit. Buying junk food is shit. I have stored food to eat. I have way too much to do, and there isn't much time left. When I say time, I mean time to smell the roses. Times are still relatively peaceful here where I am sitting despite the fact that the planet I am living on is in the toilet politically, financially, and spiritually. On the silver front; I have no regrets I spent the money I did on my industrial silver. I converted a bankrupt fiat currency into a hard asset. Silver took a dump the other day. I bought on the 200 day moving average dip last week. It fell to that level again. This is painful in the short run, but I am looking at a five year horizon. It's a lock. Five years from now I will exchange my silver for land. That is the plan. All I have to do is sit and wait ... a no brainer.
July 26, 2010
The bombing of Iran is immanent. This orgy of blood hasn't even begun. I keep telling myself to get back in the loop. I ask myself, "why bother?"
This isn't good. The police force has become a surveilence force. "Protect and Serve" is just a distant memory. I don't live in a palace, but I can sit here, for the moment, unrestricted. Goons aren't trying to beat the front door open. The State may be watching, but they aren't clearing bodies off the street en masse; not yet. The time I do have to work on becoming a better person may be zero soon. This is why I have to care.
July 20, 2010
This is sad. I don't know if this post is the figment of some sick twisted imagination, or if it is the real deal. Have times gotten so bad that some married guy is willing to take it up the ass for his family? I should tweet this, but I won't.
1st time male escort - m4m - 30 (Baraboo Area)
Date: 2010-07-19, 11:11PM CDT
Like it says, i've never been with a man but need the help! I'm married and my wife has agreeg to this for the help. I'm willing to do what you want to satisfy you. I'm 30, white, 5'9", medium build at 180 lbs. Only serious people please because this s a serious and desperate time.
* Location: Baraboo Area
* it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests
PostingID: 1852502814
I'm making investment decisions that will effect my future financial well being. I am good with them. The only 401k I can count on is the one I fashion myself. I have cash. I have silver. I need some guns and ammunition. I also need to keep an income stream coming in. That is why I committed to signing my lease here for one more year. Working one more year at the store, and saving every nickle possible will enable me to walk away from it. I think Vietnam would be a good place to be. I might have to secure storage space and store my shit. I don't like that idea. If I go, I don't want to have to come back. There must be a way to board a ship and travel over there. I could take my computers. I could take my silver. I could take cash, clothing, etc. All the things I would need to set up shop. It is something worth serious consideration.
I don't upload mega-files here. I like to stick to documents because the information is good and the space requirements are satisfied. I have uploaded some things I think are exceptional that were larger files than I care to archive at my server. This .mp3 needs to be archived and listened to. I came across Robby Noel a few months back. His profession is gold & silver. I believe he is a straight shooter. Like many things, I came across him late. He is returning to his homeland, South Africa, this September.
This story is a perfect example of what the Stimulus Package has accomplished. It's pathetic.
Wolf Appliance Threatens To Move Fitchburg Plant To Kentucky
July 15, 2010 |
Executives at Wolf Appliance Company LLC in Fitchburg held a meeting with workers Wednesday, telling them they needed to take a 20 percent pay cut or their jobs would be moved to a facility in Kentucky.
Officials with the Sheet Metal Workers Union Local 565, which represents more than 200 Wolf employees, confirmed the meeting with WISC-TV.
The union said its contract with the company still has five years to run, but the company has asked the union to reopen the deal.
Wolf Appliance executives need a beating.
July 13, 2010
Walked the trail I found last summer. Lots of bugs, but other than that, enjoyable. I shouldn't be hard on myself. I do more than most. I work harder than most. My standards are high, and I have not lowered the bar. I need something to believe in. That's the whole of it. The proverbial nutshell. I stopped believing that there is good in this stinking world. I don't think there is. The only good that will ever come of this stink hole is the good I create and fight to keep. Knowing this, I think I can start moving forward again.
July 12, 2010
Investigation Follows Apparent Suicide In Stoughton
Incident Started As Traffic Stop
STOUGHTON, Wis. -- Madison Police are investigating to make sure Dane County sheriff's deputies followed proper protocol following an incident early Monday evening in which a man shot and killed himself. It happened at Commerce Road in Stoughton's business park, according to deputies. They said they were first called to the scene after witnesses saw a man driving erratically. When officers made contact with the man, that's when he got out of his car and pointed a gun at himself, according to deputies. Investigators said the man died at the scene.
As crazy as I think I might be going, I haven't gotten to the point where I'm out of control, going off half-cocked and making erratic decisions. This guy finally snapped big time. Welcome to the jobless recovery. It might not have anything to do with that, but I wouldn't doubt that financial stress could have been a factor in this insane gesture of total desperation. I feel for the guy. The cops are lucky he didn't fire off a shot at one of them first before he shot himself. I know I dwell on myself. I may even dwell too long and too deep at times. It is easy to forget that a great number of people are suffering right now. It is only going to get worse.
July 11, 2010
The vacation is over. I am scheduled off today and head back to the snake pit tomorrow. Listening to Webster Griffin Tarpley's July 10, 2010 podcast. He is on top of the world financial circus. Smith once said to me, "stonneman, you what to do, why don't you just do it?" Smith is an ass hole, but he had this one nailed. If the Gulf Coast stampede inland becomes reality, I have to be mench. The youth today travel in packs stomping whom ever they please when ever they please. This reality alone dictates the necessity. I have the time early in the morning. I have the power to change. I have the tools. Failure to act is not as option.
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Just looked at the first post I made here on July 18, 2004:
My birthady is coming up soon, August 10th. I don't know if I should be celebrating, or crawling in a hole somewhere praying the whole thing never happened. I will be 49 years old. I don't look it. Sometimes in the morning when I get up, I do feel it. That's what happens after you hit 40. You have good days, and you have bad days. I was into karate heavily for a number of years when I was living in Las Vegas. I had knee surgery last November, and I really haven't got back into the training. That is a horrible thing to admit for a martial artist. Even if you are so sick you can't get off the toilet, you can do something. So, I need to get back into a schedule again. It is going to be a long climb back up the mountain, but my health is worth it. If you don't have your health, you have nothing. Good health brings youth. That's what it is all about. Staying young as long as you can.
I read this and I feel great shame. Six years I won't get back are gone. It hasn't been an entire loss. I have done some excellent work. I have improved in many areas. The main holes I know are in my soul, and have known for the last six years, remain open. Time to refocus on what it is I am specifically "tired" of. The above post was dead on then, and dead on today. I am tired; tired of my stink.
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A view from July 11, 2008:
On the political front, insanity has taken center stage. The US is bullying Iran with threats with what amounts to an all out embargo. To enforce the scope of this resolution would be nothing short of a full declaration of war. Iran is popping off missiles as a show of resolve and a demonstration that the nation can, and will defend itself in the event this embargo becomes a reality. Don't forget the Jews. I am sure Israel has their nuclear forces warmed up, and are ready to bomb Iran into oblivion. This annihilation would be justified in the name of self preservation and promoting peace and stability in the Middle East. The insanity lies in the apathy and the ignorance of my fellow country men ... What irks and disgusts me is that the national attentions are turned towards the tabloid magazines, this dog and pony show called the presidential race, and late night talk shows spouting dribble. This is what we have become; a nation of fools. My only recourse of satisfaction lies in my separation from the herd mentality.
The more things change, the more they stay the same. It's bullshit. I'm better than this. The world can wallow in it's own shit. I refuse to wallow further in my own. Seeing these two posts side by side is all the support I need. I've got the big picture. The little picture that is my life is what needs to be focused on. Save money. Accumulate silver. Plan for the worst. Create the best. This is all it takes. I'm doing this. Skills being honed, books written; I'm not doing this. I'm tired of this bullshit. I truly am tired of my stink. The July 11, 2011 post will vindicate.
July 10, 2010
My birthday is 30 days from today. The heat and humidity were of such intensity that I didn't really have the energy to do anything productive during the days off I had for vacation. I could have made the effort, but I'm tired. I'm tired of the bullshit. The only thing that is going to snap me out of this lethargic stupor is hard core physical training with excellence as a goal. That will keep me busy for the rest of my life. I am disappointed with what I am seeing in the main stream media. It's a joke. I've been saying this for some time now. I have to turn my back on this ignorance. I signed my lease for one more year. That means one more year at the store, if I don't get the axe. I don't for see it, but it could happen. I should be ok. One year from now I will have some cash and a stash of silver. One year from now I could be in top physical condition again, minus the age. I could walk away from the store, and train students. The life I am leading now is beneath me.
July 9, 2010
I was in a grocery store, so I decided to pick up some string. I went to school supplies. Didn't have any. Went to housewares. None their either. I saw a store employee picking her ass, so I thought I would ask her if she knew if the store had string.
I ask her, Do you have any string?"
She replies, "Butcher's String?"
Now I didn't ask her if she knew if the store had "butcher's string."
I looked at her square in the eye and said, "Any String."
She walked around and looked at both places I had before. She sees a co-worker and talks to him. We check one last place. They have twine, and something that looked similar to cheap plastic string. I told the guy thanks but I needed string. He asks me, "what are you going to use it for?"
This kind young man thinks he is going to instruct me on the proper use of using string. I'm sure that plastic shit would be just wonderful. I wish I had said, "I'm going to tie my nuts up with it."
These people don't even have the wit of Jethro Bodine. I'm glad I just walked away. He may have replied, "sir, you can tie your nuts up quite nicely with this product. In fact, I've used it myself and it worked very well. If it will help with the sale, I'll string your nuts personally." But then again, that would take some brain. I have to remember that I am shacking out in a little redneck enclave of inbreds.
Does it matter? What is going to happen when 30 million people fleeing pollution and poisons along the Gulf Coast stampede inland looking for food, shelter, water, and electricity? I say martial law is a good bet. So, does anything really matter anymore? There is only one answer ... yes, it has to matter.
July 8, 2010
My silver purchase arrived today. It took awhile, but it did get here in one piece. The price has dropped some since I made the buy, but this investment is for the longer haul; 5-7 year time frame, or longer. At the present moment, a 5 Troy Once bar is selling for $100.60. I paid $104.30; minus $74.00 - 3.5%. I can live with that. The heat and humidity is bad. Not the best weather for a vacation. I am enjoying the time off regardless of the unpleasant conditions.
July 3, 2010
I have off tomorrow. I work Monday the 5th, and have a week's vacation. I know I need a week off. I don't like being somber. It is a useful tool to examine what is around you, but you can't succumb to it. I will use the time off wisely. A good jolt will get me back on my feet.
July 1, 2010
Salbuchi - The Well From Hell - Part 1 of 2
I came across this video. It is worth putting up.
I know I have been silent; well silent for me. I have come to a conclusion that it isn't even worth the energy, or the time, to converse with the great unwashed. I also believe that no matter what happens here in the next six to twelve months, it doesn't matter. Oil is spilling into the Gulf at tremendous rates, and methane gas is spewing both above and below the surface. I've said this before, and though it is tongue in cheek, there is a serious tone; these bastards won't be happy till they kill all of us. The end of life as we all know it is inevitable. Not only is it certain, if not partially realized already, it's final manifestation is soon. This is a reason why anyone who currently welds any political power isn't overly concerned about this Gulf disaster. The number of people who will die when this methane gas explodes, or the number of people who will die from the poisons being released in the area are peanuts compared to the numbers of people who will perish in the coming slaughter. I really hate to dwell on this, but it sits there right in front of me, and no one in the media or the government cares. They see it too. They have their tickets. The rest of us can take it up the ass. I am in better position than the majority of baboons; morons who know how to fuck, but little else. I've lived longer than I thought. Do I even want to actually see the final end of history? I suppose it is a privilege to be alive here, at this time, and in this place. My spiritual training has been lacking. It isn't non-existent. These are the times that test and define who you are. What is actually important? I have kept this thought in mind; enjoy this time. What little remains is precious.
