Coping: Why Government Doesn’t Fear The People

Earlier this week, we were running through some of the math about how We the People are still in charge of ‘Merica.  But there’s another view as well.  Reader Rick’s rebuttal is pretty good and he makes the point government doesn’t need to fear the people anymore:

Oilman2’s math aside, the relationship of police/military action to
“politik” needs to recognize the math of Carl Philipp Gottfried
von Clausewitz.

The current administration’s margin of electoral victory is less than
10% and historically the margin has averaged about there; Nixon’s
62% was extraordinary. So there is always political tension.

Nothing new here.

The concentration of “mass” with “maneuver” is what makes
conventional warfare work. That might be managed to produce a
political spark, or more likely, insurrection might cause a
reaction maneuver in a particular location, but that would be used
as a political excuse for broad suppression which would be accepted
as necessary.

Nationally, there has been insignificant resistance to the Patriot Act
and it’s progeny, and there is little likelihood that the sheeple will
rise in this country unless the Chinese succeed in obviating the
“Reserve Currency” and we have a currency collapse of debt recognition.

In 1967/8 my Infantry Company vigorously collected cots and immersion
heaters during the levitation of the Pentagon and the Democratic
National Convention. We defended Ft Carson from budget issues
because we were a STRAC unit. Behold REMF economics!

You will never see one lonely troop in a cornfield. A Battalion in
Tyler? Watch out.

Von Clausewitz’ seminal work (On War) can be found in the project online free library over here.  As long as you’re at it, Sun Tzu’s The Art of War is also a worthy read if you’re planning to take over the world.  Or, if you’re trying to understand what your boss obviously doesn’t.

Echoes of Vaslui Duey

Might want to duck because speaking of wars, peoples, and such: Reader Doug’s got a pretty interesting take on things due in our immediate future:

Hi, George,

David Wilcock has documented an interesting 539 year cycle in his book on synchronicity. He didn’t discover it but does report a bit on it, among others. So I googled 1475, and only one big event other than important birthdays popped up. The decisive defeat of Islam, which I was unaware of. Incredible how poor our history lessons were. Little Eastern and Central European countries saved our butts repeatedly, with little help from the allegedly great powers.

Anyway, the theory is that this seminal event will echo around . . . now. But how?

Regards, Doug

In the event you have just dropped out of “Who’s Smarter than a Fifth Grader”…

The Battle of Vaslui (also referred to as the Battle of Podul Înalt or the Battle of Racova) was fought on January 10, 1475 between Stephen III of Moldavia and the Ottoman Beylerbey of Rumelia, Hadân Suleiman Pasha. The battle took place at Podul Înalt (the High Bridge), near the town of Vaslui, in Moldavia (now part of eastern Romania). The Ottoman troops numbered up to 120,000, facing about 40,000 Moldavian troops, plus smaller numbers of allied and mercenary troops

And yes, curious how this larger cycle would fit with 10 Kondratieff waves of 53.9 years each, which is just so close to the nominal 54-years its remarkable.

Oh, and not to be confused with the Battle of Volusia, although that was a (ahem…) marvel, too.  Now you can get back to playing the shape-shifter Demonolater.

Wait!  Isn’t that why there are so many restrictions on free press access to the WH for photo ops now?

Oh, no!  There it went:  I’ve accidentally dropped into three-levels writing. Transfictional media, I call it.  More proper than the MSM, so if references change around here,  I apologize.  We’ll return to one level of reality at a time, now…


Dr. Zero has some weather reporting remarks worth a read:

Last Friday, Georg Noory had a former weathermen talking about the weather.  Seems the ranking of the cold and other extremes are based on the last 30 years.  Back in the 1960’s it was this cold or colder.  I remember standing outside in Skokie Ill., talking to a friend in  my T-shirt for an hour with the temperature at -20 F!  Then 2 days ago I heard the Mayor of Madison, Wisconsin talking about a temperature of -15 F.  But then there was a wind chill factor.
I have read “The Key” many times and find something new each time.  But MOTK (Man of the Key) didn’t give a set time for the onset of the next Ice Age, he said that mans burning of fossil fuels and such has speeded up the onset.  The big factor was the shut down of the sea currents in the Laurentian Sea.  That would be the Gulf stream, which I have seen some reports that this is happening now.
Perhaps the NSA storing all of our data and phone conversations is not to forestall a terrorist act, but to pin locations of Human like aliens amongst us! 

And, as long as we’re handing around the weather station, how about these measurement of “It was so cold….”  From various readers:

“It was so cold the boyz walking around the neighborhoodz pulled their pants up.

“It was so cold my spit bounced”

There were others, including the expected ones about witch mammaries and brass bras….but in the interest of decorum, we’ll move right along…

Got Peanut Allergies?

My daughter Denise has come up with a new website:  No, I don’t know how she’s going to monetize the site (so it al least can break-even on costs) nor do I have a clue where the site will lead.

But there are plenty of people who are becoming allergic to peanuts, and some like Denise (who is 30-something and deathly allergic to the renegade legumes) are becoming every-more sensitive.  Ask her about the research going on in the field, too… she’s donating periodic blood samples; she’s that sensitive to peanuts…

My latest heartbreaking work of astounding literary genius is out now!  Very exciting.  In this I face my greatest, and most lethal fear/enemy: The Peanut.  

Inspired by Zen Buddhism, informed by cutting edge science.  How do I use mindfulness to escape certain doom?  Read and find out!

Reading my blog is certain to bring good fortune and generate a lot of positive karma, because I write this for the benefit of all sentient beings.  Thank you. 

I’d say “The nut doesn’t fall far from the tree” but that might set off a reaction…

Speaking of the Ure Family

Thanks to reader Dave for this:

Geo, I was doing a little family research (Northern England) and ran across the Ure River.

Here’s a link>

The River Ure is a river in North Yorkshire, England, approximately 74 miles (119 km) long from its source to the point where it changes name to the River Ouse. It is the principal river of Wensleydale, which is the only one of the Dales now named after a village rather than its river. The old name for the valley was Yoredale after the river that runs through it.

The Ure is one of many rivers and waterways that drain the Dales into the River Ouse. Tributaries of the Ure include the River Swale and the River Skell.

The earliest recorded name is Earp, but by 1142 it is recorded as Jor, hence Jervaulx (Jorvale) Abbey. In 1530 it is recorded as Yeure, and local placenames include Yorebridge and Yoreburgh, but in Tudor times the antiquarians John Leland and William Camden called it by its current name.[1] The Old Celtic word for Ure was ‘Isara’ which evolved into ‘Isure’, ‘Isurium’, ‘Isis’ and finally into the Anglo-Saxon ‘Ouse’, giving an explanation of the changing name of the river.

Ah, but you see the real Ure clan is fro the clan Ewar which became Ure over time and many cold ones, er, so to speak.  I don’t think we Earped in the process.  My, ain’t genealogy fun? FamNames and Ipecac in one sitting this morning….

Politically Dis-correct: Blonde Man Jokes

Ah, Blonde Men jokes are making the rounds reports reader Judith with some examples:

A blond man’s dog goes missing and he is frantic.

His wife says, “Why don’t you put  an ad in the paper?”

He does, but two weeks later the dog is still missing.

“What did you put in the paper?” his wife asks.

“Here boy!” he replies.

A blond man is in jail. The guard looks in his cell and sees him hanging by his feet.

“Just WHAT are you doing?” he asks.

“Hanging myself,” the blond replies.

“It should be around your neck,” says the guard.

“I tried that,” he replies, “but then I couldn’t breathe.”

An Italian tourist asks a blond man: “Why do scuba divers always fall backwards off their boats?”

To which the blond man replies: “If they fell forward, they’d still be in the boat.”

As a Blonde Man myself (with some salt appearing) I certainly don’t take offense.  It we can’t laugh at ourselves, who can we laugh at?  Bring ‘em on!

Oh, I forgot:  In the Age of MachineState, humor is not allowed.  A thousand pardons.

Tomorrow, V-1-1 is unveiled, so come on by…and write when you break even!