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I like the response of the girl at the end of the video. Turn off the gawd damned radio.

was this in the language of those who could easily understand.. I hope so.

I love these guys..

I read it in the Original. Kesey's "Garage Sale" graces my library. maybe it should yours..

Yes, it is slowly (or quickly) going "south". Depending upon your point of view.. at least half of us are spared. Women are spared Kesey's miracle cure to sweltering judicial lack of comfort. All.. to endure another sixty to ninety minutes of religious and political verbiage.. at the feet of.. a rank amateur. But *we* can endure it.. bring it on brother.. because *we* have cornstarch.

and if you don't mind me adding before any other replies.. what kind of a snooze fest the offshoots offer as well. Including that of former way corps, confederate with the offspring of those of the wierwille name.. I wonder how "electrifying" the presentation can be, endured during the hot sweltering months in rural Mississippi. You just need some corn starch. You know. Google "corn starch" and "kesey". You'll find it.. I am so horribly bad this evening, this is only destined to go downhill. Moderators, please take notice.

the vicster ended up being a rather, cold, boring dud. A little boring nothing.. briefly supported by a few quasi intellectual researchers of sorts. Just saying.. even though I figured out how to keep my eyes physically open through 36 hours of pfal.. it generally could be described as a snooze fest. As far as an energetic, well informed, genuinely concerned "leader".. we chose poorly, did we not?

not that I think I'm so great worth quoting or anything. But in a slightly more sober moment.. The Cults of Stupidity seem to all be running full steam, finely oiled, and on a rather unencumbered set of steel rails. Cults of Stupidity. Both religious and political. Debate with them? Nooooo. Not possible. I think that is what I meant at the moment..

did you ever consider that you are standing, waving your hands, while standing on a track, well, lubricated, with a freight train heading in your own, personal, direction?

this was one of the greatest love songs.

I saw Good Seed play the second song of this post at Rock Lake Pool in WV.. my classmates tell me the pool is no longer there.

I just wish. that some among us could move on and live a life without insane paranoia, bizarre conspiracy theories, fear of devils and the like.. a lot of us have succumbed to the "new rules" as per dr. phil.. that in my Personal opinion.. suck. Royally. As in.. one can never never again trust another individual in modern society. Fine. If that's what you want.. and "friendships"? No. I thought I was here for friendship, once.. but that is only an electronic illusion.

It violates my vision of the end times.. The last I'm supposed to remember.. is being in a building of sorts.. walls of glass or crystal.. reaching up about fifteen meters or so. Walking around, with others clothed in white.. call it what you will. It is my personal, nuttiness. Every other weird vision or whatever has already happened. This last one, no. don't see much aside of darkness in reality.. but..apparently I'm still on the bus. :)

I'm getting closer to it..

In the End.. you are on your own..one time or another, eventually.

what comes out of the mouth of man.. have you ever really listened? A lot of times.. it isn't the Blasphemy and such that you think it might be.. sometimes.. it is like the mourning of what you might read in the book of Job..

Yeah! This beauty was only driven to a doctrinal anomaly in Ugoslavia. Only one owner.. not contaminated by more than One God.. Oh. How many Gods do you think there are.. more for sale, at a little known bookstore, at a little known corner, in technically not even New Knoxville. Auglaise county. someplace, somewhere.. Mr. Johniam.. I'm glad you are happy and satisfied.. God Bless you friend..

Could it be that ex and current wayers are attracted to "nuttiness" was because the vicster was so successful in selling it? Ignoring doctrinal anomalies.. where else were you just SOOOOOO excited to learn.. the original sin was masterbation. No.. that is pure nuttiness. Doesn't fit doctrine. So excited to learn that the massacre in Guyana was not led by a religious nutcase, but by our own government.. that Noah was castrated by his very own son, and that the churches don't want us to know the truth about all of this.. oh. The Republic was supposed to be invaded in 1976, and constitutional rights erased.. then another takeover in was it 1982? Then, the Pope was supposed to be purchasing an air craft carrier, boarding, and initiating a new inquisition in the U.S.. Are people really that gullible, addicted to one conspiracy theory after another? It would be far cheaper to buy a news stand conspiracy rag for a couple bucks and agree with it. vic should have been a used car salesman. I think there is almost a sexual, or addictive component here. When it came to conspiracy theories and vic: nobody does it better.. not even Beck. The rest of them just seem to turn out being screaming, sobbing lunatics.

Wasted time? Not entirely.. I'd have to throw away two children along with three grandchildren to call it wasted time.. what about you? Maybe it is unrecoverable time.. gone past. Maybe it is time to *really* grow up and DO SOMETHING. Anything.. what? Perhaps it depends on the individual.. I'd say what I did if you are really interested.

I dunno. It's like bees in your head, you can't explain them, but there they are.. sowy.

sixty is pretty young in today's environment.. genetic problems besides.. I've already outlasted my ancestors age by over ten years.

You don't exactly need a hook when a trail of bread crumbs suffices..one lays out the trail of "logical" steps and conclusions.. and just waits for the followers to THINK they are logically coming to the same conclusion.. We were taught about the "bait" the whole time we gagged it down.. Ideas capture men, not weapons..

Its still in your head. just have to figure out how to release it..

Maybe it is genetic.. I think the real trick to pull it off is leave a carefully laid out trail of crumbs, so to speak.. and let the marks come up with the supposed correct conclusion. It works generally well when dishonest statisticians use (greatly) truncated charts and carefully arranged numbers. I could arrange the data to the extent that one could come to the conclusion that funeral services cause car accidents. Or that lung disease causes pollution.