i think most of my public here — UPDATED

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Consists of codgers... to one extent or another... with some intermittent surprises... and I'm always trying to arm everyone with valuable insights and information... with punctuations that come in the form of a heh or a brief musical interlude or some peek at the workings of a nutty old broad or whatever I think might enhance one's ability to progress from A to Z in the healthiest, happiest, most sensible fashion.

So yer probably old.

PAY ATTENTION.

Fuck off with yer annual flu shot bullshit. Yes, geezers are usually the ones out of all of us who die from silly stuff like colds and flu, but THE "VACCINES" ARE NOT VACCINATING US! They're killing us.

Just stop it. Load up on Vitamin C, D3/K2, zinc, NAD+... all the shit that assists geriatric immune systems. Then you won't get the motherfucking cold or flu that might've wanted to threaten yer wrinkled old ass.

AND, you will get bonus points in heaven if you think to impart this news to your friends and descendants. You could be personally credited with preventing the birth of an autistic, chronically ill or dead grandchild!

Your penchant for consensus is driving this planet off the edge of this galaxy.

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UPDATE: My friend, Hank, just sent me a darn pertinent link that might help convince you you're under a spell and, for the sake of your posterity, you ought to wake up from it.

I'm gonna tell you what I'm telling him. No matter how daunting or vexing you might find it, "'Remember, George, this is no time to go wobbly.'"

Don't go back to sleep. They're relentless, yes, and we're all mortal, but even if it's awful, the alternative is worse. Open yer yap and help the oblivious dipshits running dipshit obliviously toward that ledge.


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the need for regime change

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Is MOST accute in Israel, but should then be followed directly by ALL of the so-called "liberal democracies" with their bullshit "rules-based order". I don't know if I even care how anymore.


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honor

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Try it! You'll LIKE it!

I think it's been FIFTY years now of thinking all our problems with our treatment of veterans are FINALLY on their way out, and, there have been some improvements, in all that time, but they're NOT over, and in some respects they're worse than ever.

WTF, man? WTF?

Have they got this world domination shit timed into tides of forward and backward to correspond to maximum empowerment of psychopaths by increments of disempowerment of humans? And shouldn't we have been lowering our boiling point to make them work harder?

NOTHING should come before veterans' benefits.


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romance

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Never holds up optimally....


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yep, it's too damn cold to stay up

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My fingers are turning blue and my back's going south.


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that's the spirit!

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And I hope he's right, but not as much as I hope we never find out.


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"his father's empire"

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They mean his father's pot of looted US Treasury.


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it's getting pretty damn cold

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Might get in bed and listen to some of the more recent PID podcasts... see where the art and science of outlasting assholes has gotten while I've been distracted. I'll report back if there seems to have been any advancement.


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much improved [for the minute]

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Wiped my entire nervous system from the train wreck pain wreck first shift of my day. Literally fried so hard that my evening nap was NO holds barred... and six hours long... and filled to the brim with a long running zombie movie that sees Woody Harrelson kissing on me in celebration of the humans winning.

No, really, we went from a gloomy forest setting where there was a pagan ritual in progress and a Nazi gang in their brown shirts with torches coming to break it up — aka pagan slaughter — and those of us who had observed it just slipped out the flank before the fascist attackers fell upon their prey.

They were zombie Nazis... and enzombiefied pagans... many of whom were movie stars in historic times... and we made it back to town to spread the news that zombies were coming for all of us. A geezer in the crowd told us it was going to be ugly, but a tanker would be shot down the west side of the Sierra upon our mighty Yuba, which would float right on down and out through the Golden Gate having squished and drown all the Nazi and pagan zombies. We'd win in the end.

High terror as many of us were taken by covert zombies. Charles Durning and Robert Duvall were the worst for me. I was not a hunnert percent sure of Woody though and he was coming in for that big ol' stanky smooch. I did not zombiefy from it, and that broke the pall of the Valley in the Shadow of Death that had characterized the hours of helping prepare humans for the incursion of zombies.

He'd planted that one on me because we'd just seen the tanker float past us on the river. That was the signal that the humans would win. And somewhere in there I guess my spine/hip/s fell, at least for the moment, back into where they belong and I goddam woke up to a reasonable facsimile of able-bodied-enough to get up and dressed and happening PAIN FREE.

I'm certain it won't last.

But I'm feeling MUCH better just now. Body and brain.

Amazing what enough dream sleep can do for little old ladies.


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i'm scared... no, really scared

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This pain business I've been enduring for the past few years — which is definitely worse in the winter — has reached terrifying intensity... like a twenty on the doctors' scale of one to ten. Not at one constant level, but ranging between zero and twenty depending on the moment.

It's hugely positional, but also just lurking there in the lower range in a not-positional sort of way.

It's in my lumbar spine, but it shoots out to both, and one or the other, hips at all these notches on the intensity scale. Some days it also shoots up my spine right to the base of my brain.

My new bed has alleviated the desperate struggle to get out of it problem, only to be replaced by hip pains SO excruciating one or the other or both of my legs begin to buckle from the sudden loss of...?

Whatever it is supposed to be holding me up.

I'm alone.

No phone.

Locked doors.

This is becoming way too problematic to bear.

I've been trying to tough it out long enough to turn 73 not hospitalized. Something about hospitalization on my birthday just seems entirely too cruel a fate to me.

I have no idea if my hips are actually ready to fly out of their sockets and this creepy sciatica isn't actually going to prevent me from making it to the toilet with my dignity intact, but the question is weighing on me very heavily right now. Maybe it's just plain arthritis, not really going to disconnect my legs from my torso, but I cannot tell, and I might either crack in my resolve or onto the floor before I've been able to alert you.

So I'm thinking to leave you guys some links that lead to positive things to ponder. And Baron is one of those. Not every single time, but most, his opens for his podcasts are GREAT listening. He spends fifteen or twenty minutes on a pre-written open, and then proceeds to show you bits of his research on the Charlie Kirk assassination for another hour or so. After the first hour and a half, sometimes two, or so, it's a Niagra of superchat questions and friendly banter with his audience.

You might not want or have time for all three-plus hours of his almost nightly livestreams, but you might be interested in his opens and/or his research. The superchats deluge that follows those usually has a few really helpful things in it, too, but not hard to skip that part at all.

We are all suffering from the incessant stream of insults to our spirits and the riots of lies and evasions that come with them. So listening to someone as brilliant and positive and goofy as Baron Coleman can really help a human's aching sensibilities.


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he loved the smell of napalm in the morning

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He loved to tango. He did us all proud for 95 years. RIP


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for the nine-thousandth time

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Vaccines cause more damage than they prevent. They've always been iffy, but it's MUCH worse since they added adjuvants and started piling them on at ludicrously young ages. PAY ATTENTION! They're NO replacement for your unhealthy nutritional choices turning you into a sickly germ magnet! They only make it worse.


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kokinda krainer luongo

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Lots and lots of uplift today....


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i love him

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I wonder if I can live long enough....


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truly, msm helps a great deal

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But it CANNOT repair the horrific damage that occasions its use, and I am SO dead set against going through all the shit it takes to get a painkiller that works on me at all, let alone suffer all the side effects, that I forget too often inheriting a great pot of very potent ibuprofen from Billy, until I run across a geezer meme to prompt me.

I mean, still not fixing anything, but might let me have enough chi to get to the ER.


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a handy reference

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On what Dems and RINOs are currently trying to defeat....


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that timewaster sometimes cracks me up

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This seems to be one of those times....


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