painting a blue room in a sinking house on a beaut day...

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Today, I am confused. Is it because I had a late late dream in which I was repainting the interior of one of "my" (only in my dream) properties in Palm Beach with the brightest electric blue, carefully delineating the several hundred fuse boxes to be installed at random, after having flooded the ocean by lifting an elastic band attached to a measuring stick?

Beforehand I had to walk, briskly, through tenpointfive kilometres of bushland track on the edge of a cliff, passing weirdo women with hair like Boris Johnson on fire and talking on their mobile to their cats. It was a beautiful clear day nonetheless, not like today, when the rain has not stopped falling for the last 48 hours.

The sky is grey and global warming is in negative territory locally. It’s snowing in Canberra and in the Blue Mountains. Two days ago, it was about 8 degrees Celsius above average... What’s up doc?

Doc would be Freud. Some people blame him and his disciple Derrida for the present rotten state of the human world. Confused. I wish.

And as Freud applied psychoanalysis not just to neurotic individuals on couches but to all of human civilisation, so Derrida's insights have escaped from philosophy departments and can today be found roaming the cratered terrain of the culture wars.

The battles are far from over.

Yep. We are confused. But haven’t we been confused since the Adam and Eve story? Should we psychoanalyse and imprison the mad inventors and shifty promulgators of this tale — the “chosen people" — or accept it holus bolus with faith, like dogs on a leash?

This is where new ideas come in to make me feel inadequately out of range, such as the brown sisterhood emerging on Instagram. These young women from around the globe proudly identify as "brown girls”. For example, Sanjana Nagesh, the founder of BrownGirlGang, has 50,000 followers on her Instagram site, "hungry" for content created by and for "brown girls”. "it's clear this Australian has tapped into a growing market.” we are told… Are we segregating the markets for lipsticks and clothes? Is this a great new idea to deconstruct the fashion industry away from its whitey image where the Kardashian and the Jenner girls (pictured at top) have imposed their curves and crotches on the moronic market — with fluffy angel wings that fail the evolutionary reality test? Are women talking to their cats on their cell phone more intelligent?

Are “brown girls” more inclined to become philosophers as they become self-aware? I must be too old, confused, or envious of such clear positivism… Or are the Brown Girls competing for clicks? Do they advertise or get paid to recommend products?

Could this confusion have been induced by too much red ned the night before? A restrained “glass and a half” should not send me where the poor sods experimented upon with LSD went…

“Hallucinating. Hours of paranoia and feeling violent. We experienced horrible periods of living nightmares and even blood coming out of the walls. Guys turning to skeletons in front of me. I saw a camera change into the head of a dog. I felt like I was going insane.” — Whitey Bulger.

No. Painting the inside of a damp house that is about to be submerged, with bright blue, is not as bad as this. And this fellow was awake. I was in lalaland with Morpheus.

"So the CIA brought LSD to America unwittingly, and actually it's a tremendous irony that the drug that the CIA hoped would be its key to controlling humanity actually wound up fueling a generational rebellion that was dedicated to destroying everything that the CIA held dear and defended.”

Thus, Is the CIA or Freud to be blamed for the destructionism of the Western culture? Or both? What about blaming Adam and Eve for having created a silly sinning culture in the first instance?

Here I could start blaming sciences for acting as a repellent of faith into a supposedly sane almighty when we’re totally loony. But no. Human nature is what it is and we are trying to improve on it with relative success. I am living longer than the average middle ages peasant — and I understand why. And I have retired from toiling, like a bourgeois living of little rents from poor bastards who need a roof, leaky or not, in a blue room of a sinking house that I repaint myself because I can't afford the tradespeople.

The fairy story of the Little Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf isn’t an inspiration to become a "brown girl” but to be a successful big bad beast.

Let’s face it, we have glorified David-the-puny in his defeat of Goliath-the-giant, with a deceitful little stone in a sling, then we’ve come to realise that the biggest defence system in the world cannot stop a few little drones destroy five per cent of the world oil supplies — in response to our bombing the shit out of little David-in-Yemen...

Is this a Robin Hood situation, and are we going to increase the bombing of little David-in-Yemen? Or are we going to be a bit smarter?

It’s time to talk peace, even if peace is painful to our desire to kill someone because we’re confused or humiliated.

We should take a leaf of the Brown Girls positivism. There is simplicity in this mundane motivation of enjoying life.

Old Gus Leonisky
On a path of rejuvenation.

By Gus Leonisky at 18 Sep 2019 - 11:14am
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poisoner in chief...

As part of the search for drugs that would allow people to control the human mind, CIA scientists became aware of the existence of LSD, and this became an obsession for the early directors of MK-ULTRA. Actually, the MK-ULTRA director, Sidney Gottlieb, can now be seen as the man who brought LSD to America. He was the unwitting godfather of the entire LSD counterculture.

In the early 1950s, he arranged for the CIA to pay $240,000 to buy the world's entire supply of LSD. He brought this to the United States, and he began spreading it around to hospitals, clinics, prisons and other institutions, asking them, through bogus foundations, to carry out research projects and find out what LSD was, how people reacted to it and how it might be able to be used as a tool for mind control.

Now, the people who volunteered for these experiments and began taking LSD, in many cases, found it very pleasurable. They told their friends about it. Who were those people? Ken Kesey, the author of One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, got his LSD in an experiment sponsored by the CIA by MK-ULTRA, by Sidney Gottlieb. So did Robert Hunter, the lyricist for the Grateful Dead, which went on to become a great purveyor of LSD culture. Allen Ginsberg, the poet who preached the value of the great personal adventure of using LSD, got his first LSD from Sidney Gottlieb. Although, of course, he never knew that name.

https://www.npr.org/2019/09/09/758989641/the-cias-secret-quest-for-mind-...

from tricky-dicky to smallee-dickee...

Underage kids swearing on stage, lewd remarks, and an imitated sex act to deliver a political message - this dramatic opening of Madonna’s show in the Big Apple will hardly be forgotten.

Despite her typically late arrival on-stage, the 61-year-old pop star seems to have had room for everything during her iconic Madame X show in New York - from perfect vocal exercises to a couple of signature antics in front of her 2,000 fans.

She even tried to carry out a sex act on herself, but stopped, apparently to the relief of many, and after performing her 1986 hit Papa Don't Preach, Madonna said on-stage: "I think it's important women have the right to decide what to do with their bodies".

The singer then shifted to politics when she made a circumstantial scathing remark about the US president, saying: "What do you call a man with a small penis?" before allegedly repeating purposefully out loud after a voice from the audience prompted: "Donald Trump!"

https://sputniknews.com/society/201909211076860128-sexism-vs-sexism-dems...

Oh boy. The world is on the edge of madness, and Madonna-fruit-loonatic adds her two boobs worth of old merchandise. She cannot compete with the Kardashian and Jenner daughters for crotchety acts. Time to retire the costumes.

By Gus Leonisky at 22 Sep 2019 - 8:26am
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alone, homeless and singing in los angeles...

Parents – if you need a shining example to explain ‘never judge a book by its cover’ to your children, then this story is certainly it.

A homeless Los Angeles woman has achieved instant viral fame, and potentially launched her professional career, after her spine-tingling opera singing caught the attentive ears of an LAPD officer.

Metres below the Californian metropolis’ Koreatown district, the mystery woman, with shopping bags and trolley in tow, could be heard launching into Puccini’s classic, O mio babbino caro.

After realising her angelic vocals were being recorded, she continues – the warbles reverberating through the Metro station.

The woman was later identified as 52-year-old Emily Zamourka, who grew up in Russia and immigrated to America as a 24-year-old classically trained violinist and pianist.

But amazingly, she’s never had any formal voice coaching.

Zamourka says she found herself out of work after a suffering a string of debilitating health problems.

She would then busk on LA’s busy streets, until her $10,000 violin was stolen three years ago.

“[The violin] was my income. It was my everything to me – I could not actually pay any of my bills and could not pay any more of my rent,” Zamourka later told local television networks.

“I am sleeping, actually, on the cardboard in the parking lot. I’m sleeping where I can sleep.”

The original video has now been viewed more than 560,000 times, with many social media users flagging Ellen DeGeneres and America’s Got Talent in hope of them identifying her talents.

For Zamourka, she just hopes her new-found fame will help rescue her from her current circumstances.

“I will be so grateful to anyone who is trying to help me get off the streets,” she said.

A crowdfunding campaign has been established to help her find a new instrument and assist in finding immediate housing.

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