August 8, 2020

America’s existential crisis: My trip to our collective subconscious

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jane Stillwater @ 8:36 pm
     “Hey, wanna go to the movies tonight?”  Great idea.  Let’s all go to the movies.  But how the freak can we — when every single billionaire on the planet is screaming at us to stay home.
     For instance, the World Health Organization has just hired an extremely pricey public relations firm, Hill+Knowlton, to scare us into believing that going to a Saturday matinee at the Paramount will only lead to horror and death in the afternoon almost equal to 9-11.  And this sketchy PR firm is also the same high-priced organization that worked really hard at convincing Americans that murdering thousands and thousands of women and children in Syria is a good thing and that Iraqis were trying to steal incubators to use for building their WMDs.
    You can’t even make this stuff up, right?  But Hill+Knowlton can.

    No movies.  War criminals.  No wonder Americans are going stir-crazy.  Our collective subconscious at this point is just not a good place to be.  I’m having an existential meltdown right now myself — and you probably are too.  Not worth it.  Not worth it at all.  I can’t stand it any more.  Please wake me up from this bad dream!
    And while you’re at it, pleeze tell Gates, Fauci, Trump and Big Pharma to stop it, just stop.  And tell Wall Street and War Street to get a life too (hopefully not mine).  Our future is far too dim these days.  Being part of the American collective subconscious journey right now is really a bad trip.
PS:  I just chatted with a local ICU doctor and she said, “It’s all a matter of viral load.  If someone who actually has COVID sneezes or coughs on you, then you have just received a small viral load — unless the sneezer was wearing a face mask or at least used a hankie.  But if a doctor or nurse works for 15 hours in an ICU unit filled with COVID patents, that’s a really heavy viral load and that doctor or nurse might be in serious danger.”  Oh.
      So if we are being seriously exposed to COVID on a daily basis like ICU doctors and nurses are, then serious precautions need to be taken.  But if you are just wandering around the aisles of WalMart in search of emergency PopTarts, wearing three layers of masks and keeping 20 feet away from the nearest live human, then you are just being a wimp.
     Americans need to start being Good Guys again — and to get a grip.  Enough of all this existential angst about germs and terrorists.  What would Albert Camus do?  He’s say “Screw The Plague.  Stop worrying about The Stranger.  Let’s defeat all those corporate robber-barons and just get on with our lives instead.”
PPS:  We’ve been living in face-mask isolation and lock-down limbo for over four months now — and yet we’re still more terrified than ever.  China, Taiwan and South Korea, on the other hand, recovered from their pandemics in approximately three weeks.  Even Sweden is now doing better than we are.  EPIC FAIL by America’s most greedy.
More home truths about COVID:
And then there’s what our taxpayer dollars are still doing to poor Yemen:

From a Stanford Nobel Prize winner: “I think that when we come to look back, we’re going to say that wasn’t such a terrible disease.  The deaths accounted for maybe one or two months of deaths normally, but the effect on the economy will be devastating, particularly for young people.  This should be a wake up call to young people to realize that it’s your world; the future belongs to you, and it is time [to decide] what is important for you.”

Was the lock-down really necessary — other than as a means to create America’s existential crisis?

“There is an FDA Emergency Use Authorization (EUA) law which only allows the mass ‘vaccination’ program to continue if there are no other effective treatments.  There is also a EUA ‘National Security’ stipulation that requires a significant percentage of the population to be at risk of death, which is another reason why fraudulent false-positive testing is being used.”  So.  Does this explain why Fauci, Gates and Big Pharma appear to want us to die instead of get effectively treated?

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August 3, 2020

Visiting Wisconsin: The presidential Zoom convention that will make Milwaukee famous!

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jane Stillwater @ 6:16 pm
     My reconnaissance trip to Milwaukee this week is going quite well.  I’ve spied out the lay of the land here.  Everything looks good.  Let the invasion of happy Democratic convention delegates begin! 
      Or not. 
      COVID propaganda seems to have definitely put an end to that grand old American tradition of presidential conventions for sure.  But wait!  An even better convention idea could actually arise like Venus on the half-shell from our current dreadful COVID lock-down swamp!  What if the Democrats held a Zoom convention and everybody came!  Not just the delegates but every single Democrat on the planet.  How democratic would that be.  Let’s turn lemons into lemonade here, folks.
     But as for the city of Milwaukee itself, I’ve just checked it out for you in advance.  It actually is a great place to visit.  And being the reigning queen of public transit, my first step was to get from the airport to my hotel on a bus.  The #80 bus did it with flash and charm — and for only $1.25.
      I had lost my list of directions on how to get from the #80′s downtown bus stop up to my hotel on the corner of East Juneau and North Marshall, about sixteen blocks away.  Here’s me.  Standing on the corner.  Totally lost.  Late at night.  Alone.  In the dark.  No compass.  Carrying luggage.  Yikes!
      So I asked a large Black man hanging out in front of a bar, “Do you know how to get to the Astor Hotel?”  He just shrugged.
     “But for five dollars, I’ll drive you there,” he said after some thought.  Deal!  And that’s how I met the heroic Jim, who would later drive me all over Milwaukee in his truck.  Future convention-goers would be lucky to run into him too.  Just sayin’.  Although I don’t know whether or not Jim does Zoom.
      I found out later that the #30 bus would have taken me straight to the Astor, a huge old hotel built in 1908 or something.  The lobby was elegant.  The rooms were adequate if a bit old-fashioned.  But I think that there might have been a ghost in this hotel too.  The floorboards creaked.  Strange noises in the night.  That sort of thing.  However, nothing registered on my new Ghost-Busters EMF meter so I guess that I’m good.
     As we drove around Milwaukee, I grilled Jim mercilessly.  “Are there homeless people here?  Is there a large Black community?  What is the jobless rate?  Where can I get decent tacos!?!”
     We ended up in Little Mexico.  I got my photo taken holding hands with a bronze statue of Cesar Chavez.  Tacos!  Then we drove through the Black section of town.  Large old stately homes. 
      “But don’t let those fancy exteriors fool you.  These are the slums.  You really can’t see the actual poverty here, ” said Jim.  “When my parents escaped from Mississippi, they came up here because relatives had come to Milwaukee before them.  But they were red-lined and had trouble finding employment.  Segregation had followed them north.  And all these stately mansions that you see here?  They’ve all been divided and sub-divided and then sub-sub-divided and then even individual rooms are divided up — so that from the outside they look good but there is a whole lot of misery going on inside them.  People are cramped together like sardines in order to afford the rent.”
     “How were the schools?  When you were growing up here in the red-lined district?” I asked next.
     Short answer there.  “Crappy.”
      “But what about homelessness?  I don’t see any tents like I see everywhere in California.” 
     “You don’t see them because the police take away all the transients’ stuff.  Tents are not legal on the streets of Milwaukee.”  Oh.  That’s one way of solving the homeless problem.  “Plus there is mass unemployment here in Milwaukee, and even before COVID.  Last September was grim.”

     Next Jim let me off in front of the Harley-Davidson Museum.  Wow!  Every model of Harley ever made was on display, starting back in 1902.  Elvis Presley’s Harley.  The Easy Rider Harley.  Videos of Marlon Brando in The Wild One!  But have you ever tried to take a selfie of yourself on a Hog?  Finally some nice lady saw my dilemma and offered to take my picture so I could have bragging rights on FaceBook — the full effect of sitting on a Harley.

     Then the #80 and #30 bus took me back to my hotel, and the #14 bus took me to the Milwaukee art museum — everything that you would ever hope that an art museum could be.  Built like a sailing ship, out on Lake Michigan.  So impressive that I even broke down and bought a refrigerator-magnet of its photo.  Marvelous exhibits.  Everything from a Pharaoh’s sarcophagus to a Warhol soup can. 
      I personally think that beauty is the most important thing in the entire world (besides perhaps pizza).  The Navajos got it right.  Beauty is better than “war,” better than greed, corruption, more greed.  Far better than the billionaire elite who lie to us and steal our souls. 
       Then Jim and I had more long discussions about race.  “My parents would occasionally go back to Mississippi for reunions and stuff but they never dared to take me,” said Jim.  “They knew I’d get in trouble.”  Like Emmett Till?  He nodded.  “I respect others.  But I’m not going to tolerate others disrespecting me.  My parents knew that and kept me home.”
     Racial discrimination here?  “I just walk away.  There is so much emotion involved in that issue.  So much history of misery.  As a White person you can talk about it but you just can’t understand.  The experience.  It is so very emotional of a thing.  If I let it, I would be constantly charged up all the time.  And that is no way to live.  So I just walk away.”
      Jim also said that because of his size, he would get challenged a lot too.  “I learned to just walk away and let God sort it all out.”  But he also said that sometimes you just need to take your stand.  “Martin Luther King lived in different times than these.”  Jim was a lovable tolerant bear of a man — but just don’t take advantage of that and push him too far.  Got it?  Good.
      He dropped me back off at my haunted hotel where a bunch of young women were having a batchelorette party in the three rooms next to mine, a quiet one (at least they were quieter than the ghosts.)  “We’re all going sailing on a boat on the lake,” one bridesmaid said.  That sounds like a great idea….
      The Democrats will love Milwaukee.  I already do. 
Bill Gates is finally getting his way regarding population reduction.  10,000 children starve to death each month due to the lock-down.  Are you happy now, Bill?
A whole bunch of doctors finally get pissed off enough to tell the truth about COVID:
How much do Democrats hate Trump?  Enough to accidentally murder a whole generation in order to prove him wrong?  Apparently so.  Dems need to re-think their position on HCQ at the convention.  Dems are not spozed to act like Nazis — just to spite Trump.
COVID is being used by the Bad Guys as yet another excuse to divide and conquer us:
And then there’s poor sweet Yemen where bombs do imperialism’s dirty work — unbelievably dirty:
Lack of zinc in our diets also causes us to lose our sense of taste and smell.  Zinc deficiency is most common in the elderly.  Could that be one reason why they are most susceptible to COVID?  Take your zinc pills, guys.  Can’t hurt.  Might help.
More info on the deadly consequences of the lock-down, more deadly than the virus:

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July 27, 2020

My trip to friendly Minneapolis — and Trump’s plan to “Portland-ize” Milwaukee

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jane Stillwater @ 1:18 pm

I’ve got nothing to say right now because I’m still in shock about the dictatorial direction that America is currently taking — but I’m still gonna say something anyway.

Just spent a peaceful day at the George Floyd memorial in south Minneapolis.  Saw all sorts of respect being shown by all sorts of people who came to say hello to the memory of George Floyd.  But the beat still goes on — and Donald Trump’s demand for federal violence against American citizens still drowns out any call for respect.

     This is Trump’s new re-election strategy — to give us four more years of guns on our streets and lock-downs in our hearts.  To “Portland-ize” as many cities as humanly possible — and to make us all want to hate each other.  “No Respect”.  Trump to Send “Surge” of Federal Officers into Democrat-Run Cities
     But will his cruel and violent campaign strategy really work?  Will Trump actually get re-elected?   Are Americans truly suffering from Stockholm Syndrome that badly?  After having been locked in the closet for the past four months?  We’ll find out in less that a hundred more days.
     I find it hard to even imagine that Trump actually plans to send federal troops wearing camo Halloween costumes to Milwaukee — right in the middle of the Democratic Presidential Convention!   And yet that’s his plan.  It even says that on his official website.  Yikes!
     And speaking of Stockholm Syndrome, Americans just seem to love them some lock-down these days — even despite all the good news about some excellent new cures and that herd immunity is coming on strong.  Thank goodness that the libraries are open in Minneapolis and corpses aren’t piling up in the streets — except in the minds of our mainstream media hacks.  To watch CNN you would think it was Armageddon out there and not just a bad seasonal flu.

“The sky is falling!  The sky is falling!” they tell us again and again ad nauseum.  Where have we heard that one before….

And while we’re all being cleverly distracted by COVID propaganda horror stories, trillions of dollars are mysteriously disappearing from our treasury while we look the other way — and nobody knows where they go.  That’s not nice at all.

And let’s talk about “Minnesota Nice” next.  Is it really a thing?  Does it count if it’s only just some of the time and often just faked?  I did meet some really nice people here (you know who you are!)  Met some really nice Black people — and some really nice White people too.

“Minnesota Nice” may or may not exist.  But nobody ever talks about “America Nice”.  Let’s work on that one, ya?

PS:  I was delighted to see so many community gardens springing up all over Minneapolis, especially in Ilhan Omar’s congressional district.  Food not bombs!  “And freedom and justice for all.”  Shouldn’t the President of the United States be saying that — not just me.

PPS:  Time to go board a plane to Milwaukee.  While I still can!

We may already have herd immunity – an interview with Professor Sunetra Gupta – Reaction

And no corpses in the streets of Texas either.

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July 20, 2020

Ayahuasca: Rebel with a cause?

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jane Stillwater @ 3:27 pm
     While attending San Jose State College back in 1963, I’d hang out in a dive bar on the weekends with a bunch of scruffy rebels out to make the world a better place.  Tas Miletas, Professor Pratt, Luis Valdez and Cindy Mitchell.  Zoot Suit Official Trailer #1 – John Anderson Movie (1981) HD 
     I still keep in touch with Cindy Mitchell.  In fact I just ran into her the other day while buying lettuce at the Berkeley Bowl.  She’d just gotten back from Delano, CA — birthplace of the United Farm Workers Union.  Remember the famous grape strike of the 1960s?  “What were you doing down there now?” I asked her.
     “Taking ayahuasca.”  What’s that?  A plant-based hallucinogen discovered by tribal shamans from the Amazon.  Oh.  Not delivered by Jeff Bezos? 
      “What was it like?” I asked next.
      “Intense.  Scary.  Weird.  I cried like a baby.  The man next to me had visions of an angel figure who came and asked him what he wanted.”
     “Did you ask for anything too?”
     “Yes, of course.  I had a whole laundry list of stuff.  Courage.  World Peace.  Wisdom.”
     “Did you get any of it?” I asked next.
     “Who knows,” replied Cindy.  “Only time will tell.  I think so.  But toward the end of a very long night, all I really felt like doing was begging the ayahuasca Mother and Father for just a few hours of decent sleep.  And breakfast.  Not very spiritual requests but….”  she trailed off and looked pensive.  “But who knows.”
     “What about COVID?  Did you learn anything about that?”
     “Nope, not at all.  Ayahuasca is all about the big things — like the meaning of life, being in the here-and-now, being a better person, leaving bitterness behind, compassion, forgiveness, patience, that sort of stuff.  Not political games.  The subject of COVID didn’t even come up.”
     Still and all, I told Cindy about my latest COVID theory anyway.  “I bet you anything that the WHO, the CDC, Bill Gates and even Fauci Caligari himself will announce a successful new vaccine really soon.  Why?  Because Americans are starting to get restless with all this lock-down shite and are beginning to push back, right?  Black Lives Matter protests are just the tip of the iceberg.  Things could get ugly — especially if the unemployment subsidy gets dropped.  The powers-that-be will definitely want to head us off at the pass.”
     “Okay.  But will a safe and effective vaccine really be ready all that fast?”
     “Doesn’t matter whether the vaccine is safe or not or if it even works,” I replied.  “They will have reached their goal either way.  My theory is that they’ll just shoot us all up with some harmless sea-water solution placebo dyed with pink food coloring or something, make hundreds of billions of dollars off it, declare a glorious victory over COVID, erect a gigantic ‘Mission Accomplished’ banner on some aircraft carrier somewhere, finally release us from our prison cells — and that will be that.”  Ingenious.  But Cindy still looked doubtful.
     Two days later, Cindy called me up.  “Guess ayahuasca wasn’t quite done with me yet.  I just had a beautiful dream about a beautiful place — and when I woke up, its message was crystal clear.  The lock-down has systematically closed down our parks, our libraries, our museums, our grand old hotels, our multi-cultural diversity, our unique food experiences, our cathedrals, our children, our music — everything beautiful.  Gone.” and
     That sounds about right.  Stolen beauty.  But what are Americans gonna do about it?  Hopefully not the same thing they did about the infamous WMD lies, the lone gunman in Dallas, the Gulf of Tonkin Resolution lie, the 2008 housing rip-off, the passports that miraculously survived 9-11, the numerous election-fraud lies, the lies about Syria, Libya, Yemen, Afghanistan, Palestine….


Who benefits from COVID?  Not you and me.  Important reality check:
And we all belong to the mask cult, sometimes even me (and, no, it’s not the Amazon cult — it doesn’t have a smile):

This is an insightful financial analysis of what happens next:

Four whole months and our technological geniuses haven’t come up with a cure for COVID?  Oops, there already is one, has been one since way back in March.



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July 14, 2020

Death by COVID: Nudging up the numbers?

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jane Stillwater @ 2:22 pm
     There’s a dangerous pattern that seems to be emerging regarding COVID deaths.  Let’s explore it.  Why not?  What else have we got going on.
     1.  By now, practically everyone knows (or should know) that Governor Cuomo ordered recovering COVID patients to be transferred into uncontaminated rest homes.  The results were disastrous — and highly predictable.  More and more deaths.

2.  When this epidemic first began, several doctors reported that hydroxycloroquine (when combined with zinc and some other unpronounceable ingredient) actually saved lives at the rate of 98% of all patients who received it.  So the WHO launched a “Solidarity” drug trial for HCQ.  Good idea, right?  Except that recipients were given fatal doses in this trial.  Unsurprisingly, patients died right and left.  “Oh well, guess HCQ doesn’t work after all!” trumpeted Dr. WHO — leaving thousands of more patients to die unnecessarily.  But both Pharma and Fauci supported the WHO’s fatally-erroneous conclusions anyway.

     3.  Out in sunny California, almost no one at San Quentin prison had COVID symptoms — until the Department of Corrections imported a whole bunch of COVID-infected prisoners in from Chino prison.  Since then, seven inmates at San Quentin have died as a result.  “Hey, look!  COVID really is deadly enough to justify ruining our economy!” Wall Street and Big Pharma can now exclaim, now that one-third of San Quentin is infected.
     4.  We all know (or should know) how the death numbers have been systematically fudged throughout America after hospitals were offered $13,000 above and beyond their normal reimbursements for each patient diagnosed with COVID (even if they only coughed a few times) and up to $39,000 if said patient was also put on a ventilator before the Grim Reaper tracked him or her down.  With this new monetary incentive involved, suddenly even terminally-ill cancer patients started being listed as victims of COVID.
5.  According to pathologist Dr. John Lee, “Over the past few weeks, my sense of the surreal has been increasing.  At a time when rational interpretation of the Covid data indicates that we should be getting back to normal, we instead see an elaboration of arbitrary responses.  These are invariably explained as being ‘guided by science’.  In fact, they are doing something rather different:  being guided by models, bad data and subjective opinion.  Some of those claiming to be ‘following the science’ seem not to understand the meaning of the word.”  The result?  More and more deaths.

     6.  “But hospital staff members are still dying at great rate!” we are now being told.  Sadly, they are.  But why?  Because there isn’t enough trained staff to go around even in the best of times because med schools are just too damn expensive (we spend our money on murdering babies in the Middle East instead) — and so the staff that hospitals do have are forced to work 20-hour to 40-hour shifts, leaving our most educated medical personnel vulnerable to any strong illness that comes along.  Protect the vulnerable, stupid.  Don’t just kill them off.  Unless of course you need higher death numbers to justify the lock-down.  I Am a Man Of Constant Sorrow | O Brother, Where Art Thou? | SceneScreen

7.  Ventilators?  Ventilators do not play well with COVID.  In fact they can lead COVID patients to death’s door instead of pushing the Grim Reaper away.  Medical professionals kept telling bureaucrats this.  Over and over and over.  And for far too long a time, no bureaucrats listened.  Even more deaths resulted — driving that little red line on the death charts up and up and up.

     8.  And of course we all know (or should know) that everyone in the media started viewing Sweden with alarm.  “We must have a lock-down or we’ll end up like Sweden!”  Wrong again.  Sweden’s death rate is now lower than Finland’s or even Scotland’s — and yet our media still bad-mouths Sweden like it was some crazy evil villain with no sense at all.
     9.  This next perspective on the causes of our outrageously-high death toll is the most important one so far.  I just talked with a local environmental engineer who is absolutely terrified of COVID.  “It’s even in our sewage system!” he cried.  Of course it is.  COVID germs are everywhere now — and have been since at least the autumn of 2019 when they were found in a sewer in Madrid.  But do you know what this actually means?  It means that almost every death in America from now on can be counted as a COVID death!  Wow.  Be afraid.  Be very afraid.  Be afraid of this justification of a lock-down that will go on for ever and ever.  Be afraid of the billions of our dollars being endlessly pumped into Big Pharma as a result.
          9.a.  Even all those totally unnecessary deaths that were actually caused by unhealthy lock-downs, evictions, job-loss, lack of medical treatment, dying children in cages and even suicides?  Count ‘em anyway.  If the COVID virus is present, then death was obviously a result of COVID, right?  Even more and more deaths to count.  Brilliant on the part of those who clearly profit from our fear.
    So, yes, COVID death numbers are being nudged up systematically.  According to physics professor Denis Rancourt, “The actual yearly ‘winter burden of death’ has not changed this year.  Bodies aren’t piling up in the streets.”  We don’t even hear more ambulance sirens screaming into the night than we heard last year, right?
     But who benefits from nudging up the death numbers?  Besides the Grim Reaper?  It’s the same sorry punks who benefited from the WMD lies, the lies about Syria, the housing crisis of 2008, the PATRIOT Act, the phony “war” on Vietnam, etc.
     Pay attention.  Stop watching TV.  Follow the money.  Vote the bastards out.  Man up.  They’re more afraid of us than we are of them.
Cytokine storms have been with us long before COVID:
Corona — the simple truth in under six minutes:
Gates gleefully announces the next crisis:  Bill Gates Gleefully Announces Next Crisis – Unlock The Lockdown

More sleazy stuff that Gates is up to:  Why the Bill Gates global health empire promises more empire and less public health | The Grayzone

More links to reliable information:
Many condemn Del Bigtree for his dramatic presentations — but when you are speaking truth to power, sometimes you just gotta get a bit passionate.  And a lot pissed off too.  Like me.
COVID is not even an official epidemic?  Not even dangerous for healthy people?  Death numbers are going down even despite all of the above.  C0R0NAVlRUS Cases Surging but Deaths are Not, Here’s Why



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July 7, 2020

Haunted in Arkansas: My best birthday ever!

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jane Stillwater @ 2:05 pm
     Boy did I just have an adventure.  Spent two nights at America’s most haunted hotel.  Even had a paranormal experience.  How cool is that!  Woke up in the middle of the night with an unseen hand firmly holding me in place by my waist and an authoritative male voice saying “Don’t move.”  Trust me, I didn’t.
     And then, as suddenly as he had arrived, the phantom was gone.  You can’t make this stuff up.  Hats off to the Crescent Hotel in Eureka Springs Arkansas for giving me the best birthday ev-ah!
    But I almost didn’t get to Arkansas at all.  “Ghost in the Machine”.  My plane was delayed at SFO, I’d missed my connection to Springfield, spent the night in a (haunt-less) hotel in Dallas and didn’t get to Bart Simpson’s home town until late the next day.
     “Sorry, you’re too late,” said my rental car person.  Fine.  I’ll just go over to that corner over there and cry for the next five days.  However, due to blind luck that didn’t happen either.  A really nice American Native jumped out of nowhere and offered to be my driver.
       “All the way to Branson?  Then on to Eureka Springs?”  Yep.  “Really?”  He had just saved the day.  Road trip!  First stop was for fried chicken, collard greens, creamed corn, ribs and blackberry cobbler at Paula Deen’s in Branson.  Yeah, I know she used the N-word.  Hey, Paula!  Black lives do matter.  But she did apologize.  A lot.  Quite a lot.  On national TV.  Over and over.  But still and all.  A whole bunch of people in the South need to apologize on national TV too.  At least Paula did it.  But her blackberry cobbler was still kind of dry.
     And then we stopped by the Cosmic Cavern, huge caves, far underground.  Here’s me, spelunking in Arkansas.  Wow.  Just wow.  Living the life.  And have the T-shirt to prove it too.  Plus no road trip through the South would be complete without a pit stop at a firing range.  “You need to lean forward, not backward, when you pull the trigger so as the recoil won’t knock you back further.”  Nailed it!  Better than Calamity Jane.
      What’s next on the menu?  More chicken and biscuits!
     And speaking of firearms, I hope that our nation’s police officers have taken notice about how they all have been casually thrown under the bus by America’s oligarchs.  “De-fund the Police!” is all we hear these days — but nothing at all about de-funding the oligarchs who they so faithfully serve.
      The Ozark Plateau here in southern Missouri and northern Arkansas is so freaking beautiful, so very fresh and green, highlighted by its paleolithic limestone trim.  And it turns out that Mary Ballard, my Cherokee great-grandmother, was actually born in the Ozarks too.  She only moved to Tahlequah, Oklahoma, and Roswell, New Mexico, later on.  I gots Ozark DNA!  How heart-warming are these green rolling hills.  I could live here forever — as long as I win the lottery first.  And have access to wi-fi.  
      Back at Branson two days later, we went to a show — Dolly Parton’s Stampede.  Trick-riding on horseback, dancing, comedy and real longhorns and buffalo too.  And a whole rotisserie chicken apiece plus pork chops, biscuits, corn on the cob, cream vegetable soup and apple turnovers.  Dolly herself wasn’t in the show but they did play a video of her telling us that America was one country, united, and we’d better start acting like that.  Or words to that effect.  Dolly always has class.
      There were 600 people in the Stampede audience.  Only eight of them wore face masks.  I counted.  Wouldn’t it be ironic if Missouri and Arkansas achieved herd immunity within just a few months — while the rest of America is still hunkered down in fear and piteously whining that there is “no vaccine”.

        My American Native guide then dropped me back off at the Springfield airport.  He had saved the day.  He’d allowed me to play Ghost Busters at a genuine haunted hotel!  Boundless thanks to him.  Happy birthday to me.

June 26, 2020

America’s horror-show foreign policy: Bomb ‘em, terrorize ‘em & starve ‘em to death

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jane Stillwater @ 2:13 pm
     Exactly which part of America’s weird Invasion of the Body Snatchers foreign policy don’t you understand?
     Exactly which part of America’s Psycho approach to world domination has you mystified?
     There are at least 13 Reasons Why so many Syrians, Yemenis, Afghans, Venezuelans, Libyans and Palestinians are dying like flies — like in Lord of the Flies.
     Most Americans seem to think that America’s foreign policy is heroic and democratic and kind — something like Batman Returns or The Avengers or Captain Marvel or Ant-Man & the Wasp.  It is not.  Quite the opposite.  And, speaking of horrors, didn’t most people in Nazi Germany used to think that Hitler’s foreign policy was also heroic, democratic and kind?
     America’s foreign policy, starting with Hiroshima. more closely resembles The Texas Chainsaw Massacre combined with Halloween 2 and Child’s Play than it does The Sound of Music or Mary PoppinsThe Texas Chainsaw Massacre Official Trailer #1 – (2003) HD

     Take Syria for example.  Or Iraq.  Or Honduras.  Good grief, no wonder movie-goers there prefer watching From Russia With Love and Enter the Dragon rather than America’s current blockbuster foreign policy designed by Chucky, Annabelle, the Joker and Carrie.  “Happy Death Day” is definitely not the best way to greet our overseas neighbors.
     Since 2001, Syria has been systematically bombed, burned, butchered, terrorized and starved by the USA and its allies.  America’ latest ploy was to swoop in with incendiary bombers and set fire to Syria’s grain crops, causing over 17 million Syrians to face starvation, most of them under the age of 14 — thus giving a whole new meaning to Children of the Corn.  No wonder America’s foreign policy is not a huge box office hit in the Middle East.
     Sadly, America’s current screen image around the world isn’t like Seal Team or The Rookie or NCIS.  It’s more like Criminal Minds
     But the part that scares me the most about America’s horror-show foreign policy is that since our leaders in Washington have been visualizing it as some kind of slasher flick for decades now, what’s to stop them from making this abomination their domestic policy too?  Sort of like a re-make of Law & Order: Special Victims Unit.  With us as the victims?  Using their new plan for economic ruin in the Middle East as The Shining example of how to produce terror here at home too.
     Oops.  Too late.  They’ve already created economic ruin in the USA as well as in Damascus and Gaza.  Their BlackRock Witch Project has already created The House on Haunted Hill millions of times over here in America — homes that none of us can afford to live in any more.
      And Washington’s next new domestic-terror films are already in the pipeline.  In production right now are Plandemic on Elm Street and The Federalreserveville Horror.  Plus I Know What You’ll Do Next Summer will be coming out soon — followed by George Floyd 2, The Sequel and Night of the Living Dead: New World Order
      After America’s Flesh Eater foreign policy has played so well in Iraq, Libya, Syria, Palestine and Yemen, it will soon be playing at a theater near you as well.
Absolute must watch:  Max Blumenthal exposes so many US lies that it’s painful to even think about all the ways that our government has lied to us.


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June 22, 2020

George Floyd & Tupac Shakur: Tupac needs a memorial too!

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jane Stillwater @ 6:40 pm


     “A good Christian man.”  That’s the path George Floyd tried to follow in order to somehow (almost) make it through the intricate labyrinth of being Black in America — an endless and hopeless labyrinth, brutally perfected by 400 years of slavery, Jim Crow and racial discrimination.  Always being forced to the bottom of American society no matter where or what.      “Thug Life”.  That’s the path Tupac Shakur tried to follow in order to somehow (almost) make it through the intricate labyrinth of being Black in America — an endless and hopeless labyrinth, brutally perfected by 400 years of slavery, Jim Crow and racial discrimination.  Always being at the bottom of American society no matter what.

     Both men did what they could to survive a life where the deck was audaciously stacked against them from birth.  Survival.  A hard taskmaster, the dominant overseer threatening Black men day and night for the past 400 years.
     This constant struggle has gotta be wearing on the soul, right?  Always on the outside, never good enough, never quite fitting in.  Always in danger too, never quite safe.  In this way, George Floyd and Tupac Shakur were very much alike.
     However.  Here in Las Vegas, I accidentally stumbled over a very real difference between Tupac and George:  2Pac has no monument, no memorial, not even a mural.  Even Freddie Gray has a mural.
     On the corner of Flamingo Blvd. and Korval Street, Tupac was brutally murdered 24 years ago.  Case never solved.

     And also on the corner of Flamingo Blvd. and Korvel Street, there is a stark gray utility pole near the spot where Tupac was ruthlessly gunned down.  And on this barren utility pole, standing dismally in the hot sun on some deserted street-corner barely three blocks away from the Las Vegas Strip itself, almost a quarter of a century after Shakur’s death, people are still writing touching epitaphs with black marker pens onto its stark gray paint.  “We love you 2Pac” and “Welcome to the Thug Mansion in the sky”.

     People all over America still remember 2Pac Shakur.
     And yet every couple of months, Bally’s Hotel, presumptive owner of the property where this gray utility pole is located, sends out a maintenance crew to sweep away all the cards, tokens and flowers — and to re-paint the pole.
     That’s just not right.
     Bally’s (and the City of Las Vegas as well) needs to make a better choice here.  Even our Tupac needs a memorial.  Why?  Because he too did what he could to (almost) survive being Black in America today.  And he did a memorable job of it too!

June 20, 2020

My naive “Second Wave” question: How come no one gets the measles virus twice?

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jane Stillwater @ 4:35 pm


I totally hate it that 0.2% of us are dying of COVID — but frankly I’m kind of enjoying our current lock-down situation. Fewer cars on the streets. Amazingly blue skies. Getting lots of reading done while standing in grocery lines. Having TSA airport checkpoints all to myself.

Sure, there are some annoyances to being locked down. Who in their right mind wants to breathe in carbon monoxide and re-cycled snot all day from a face mask? Who in their right mind wants to see America’s small businesses go under by the thousands and our school children get strapped to computer monitors like cyborgs? But on the whole, this lock-down hasn’t bothered me all that much. Guilty secret? I even kind of like it.

But while I’m just luke-warm about liking this lock-down, the Federal Reserve is really really loving it. And why not? Back in the pre-COVID days, if we can even remember that far back, our economy was silently tanking and the stock market was about to crash. Then along came the lock-down — and Boom! Suddenly the stock market started avoiding its immanent doom.


Because the Fed has just saved its arse by printing up more imaginary funny-money than we can even imagine in order to buy up an incredible amount of falling stocks, even sleazy junk bonds that no one in their right mind would touch with a ten-foot pole (even while wearing a face mask).

Now the Fed owns almost everything in America that isn’t nailed down.

But there are two other things about this lock-down that really do bother me a lot — aside from us now being owned lock, stock and barrel by the Federal Reserve of course. First, people are dying left and right from other lock-down-related stuff besides COVID. What kind of stuff? Suicide. Poverty. Scarcity. Violence. Debt like you wouldn’t believe. Despair. Serious non-viral medical needs. Homelessness.

COVID is just the tip of this lock-down iceberg disaster. And the many other dangers lurking below the water line of this iceberg are titanic.

Second, I hate it that so much effort has been put into making us afraid, very afraid — even terrified. Get a grip, folks! If we get COVID, we either die or we don’t. Wash your freaking hands and avoid people who cough. Are you yourself coughing? Then freaking stay home.

And now all this constant fear-mongering about a “Second Wave”? COVID is not a giant tsunami. COVID is a freaking virus. Like the measles virus. People can only get measles once. Am I being naive here? Or is this just common sense?–vDf_4eiT–/c_fill,fl_progressive,g_center,h_900,q_80,w_1600/tl0ifkb82u2dxb1eaktf.jpg

PS: Two years from now, will Americans finally become really pissed off when they finally discover that COVID wasn’t all that dangerous? And then become even more pissed off that, dangerous virus or not, our economy has sunk like the Titanic and the Fed now owns our house, our car and our dog? That COVID was just another version of the Gulf of Tonkin con game, just one more version of Bush’s WMDs, just another “Make America Great Again” scam. What a con artist looks for in a scam victim

But why are we just sitting here right now like some gullible suckers and marks at a carnival sideshow, patiently waiting two whole freaking years before finally getting pissed off after the Fed has already robbed us blind — and we’re already in the doghouse?

PPS: Perhaps I’m gonna be adversely affected by this lock-down after all. In a bizarre turn of fate totally in keeping with Catch-22, it turns out that all that scuzzy industrial pollution that we hate so much is actually saving the human race from short-term extinction! Who knew.

Was the shading/dimming effect caused by all those scuzzy clouds of pollution actually keeping the sun from burning us humans up like cockroaches on a hot grill? According to Prof. Guy McPherson, pretty much yes.

“May 2020 was the hottest May on record…[and] loss of the aerosol masking effect due to COVID-19 lockdowns, could trigger a huge temperature rise…. The year 2020 looks set or close to become the hottest on record [which] points at a continuing rise reaching 3°C by 2026, i.e. likely driving humans into extinction.”

Holy sheep dookie! When you’re hot, you’re hot! And my refrigerator just broke down too. No ice cubes for me. And no ice cubes for any of us after 2026 either — unless we can figure out how to escape this new Catch-22 catastrophe ASAP. Perhaps the Fed should be spending its funny-money on figuring out that?

June 14, 2020

Seattle’s CHAZ cooperative: The new People’s Park?

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jane Stillwater @ 1:11 pm


Boy did I have a wonderful time planting flowers in Berkeley’s miraculous People’s Park back in 1969 — until the National Guard arrived and stomped all over my geraniums.

And yet 50 years later there is still a People’s Park left in Berkeley today — even though we have to wear face masks and stand six feet apart if we want to go there to hug a tree. Yes, something of the old People’s Park ideal still lives on even now and even I, the most terrible gardener in the world these days, can still manage to get a few geraniums to bloom in my garden.

And now the Spirit of ’69 still lives on in Seattle as well — right down the street from the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation.

In the exciting new Capitol Hill Autonomous Zone (CHAZ), people there are also trying out a better way of life as well — not one involving under-the-skin microchips, 1984-style surveillance ops, weird untested vaccines, tear gas, tanks and eugenics.

CHAZ is all about local community-building, freedom, workers’ co-ops and Art for Art’s Sake. No guns, authoritarian diktats, stock market manipulations, phony “second wave” fear tactics or racism is involved.

Let’s see how long CHAZ will last — and let us hope that it, like Berkeley’s amazing People’s Park, will still be around in another 50 years too.

Idealism is a good thing these days. Hope and kindness and cooperation and joy are good things too. Pleeze try to remember that, America. Law and order? Be careful what you wish for.


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June 8, 2020

Home truths: Why it’s lucky to be a Palestinian these days

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jane Stillwater @ 11:47 am


Of course its lucky to be a Palestinian right now because they’ve been on lock-down for seventy-four years. They already know how to stay in their homes.

It’s also lucky to be a Palestinian right now because their healthcare system has been falling apart for such a long time that they are totally used to doctors and nurses dying around them, to having no available cures, to making do without medicine, to watching people they love die unnecessarily and to feeling so helpless and frustrated that so many of their elders are dying before their time. They are used to this empty hopeless feeling. Lucky for them. We’re just starting to feel empty and hopeless. They’ve been feeling this way for decades.

It’s lucky to be a Palestinian right now because they have been knowing since 1948 that “We’re all in this together,” that their small businesses are failing and there’s nothing they can do about it, that every detail of their lives is being supervised and spied on, that they have no constitutional rights any more and that their schools have been closed down.

Palestinians are also lucky right now because they already know how to survive under a totalitarian regime, to have tanks in their streets and exist in an atmosphere of fear and rebellion every single day of their lives, to get shot at and brutalized if they march in protest even a little bit. Even non-violently. Americans are just learning that today.

Palestinians are lucky right now because many of them only survive because they are forced to accept “charity” and petty handouts meant to either bribe or intimidate them into keeping their mouths shut and staying at home while a self-appointed elite 1% control their lives, write their laws and steal their stuff.

It’s lucky to be a Palestinian because their cruel Zionist occupiers have invented the choke-with-the-knee technique and have used it a lot on Palestinians already — so Palestinians at least know what to expect. And Zionists have been training a lot of American police forces on how to perform the knee-to-the-throat technique too — so, sadly, George Floyd was also ahead of the curve as well.

It’s lucky to be a Palestinian right now because their money, their land and their future has already been stolen by Zionists so they’re already ahead of the curve on that one too. So when the COVID $camdemic leaves us Americans poorer than dirt, Palestinians can easily feel our pain — having been gone through this grim process already.

It’s lucky to be a Palestinian right now because they are so used to being lied to that they can quickly recognize propaganda when they see it. Palestinians have been called “terrorists” when they tried to defend their families and lands. Palestinians know that they aren’t terrorists. So it doesn’t come as any surprise to them that we Americans are being constantly lied to as well. What does come as a surprise to them is how we Americans so willingly believe all this crap.

But mostly Palestinians are lucky because they have been forced to become self-sufficient. They still know how to farm and grow things. They still depend on their local communities. They even know how to make their own shoes and sew their own clothes. They run their own schools. They are used to poverty being inflicted from above.

Palestinians are not happy about it but they can make to. They’ve got olive trees and back gardens and help from their neighbors. They’ve got a real sense of local community. They’ve had three-fourths of a century to get ready for lock-down.

Americans have had only a few months.

PS: If their internet connections go down, Palestinians just shrug and carry on. But if Americans’ internet connections go down, we are lost!

PPS: I just went to three of the many “Justice for George” protest marches recently. Thousands of millennials were there, Black, White and Brown. Thousands. And they, like the Palestinians, aren’t going to just sit on their [hands] and do nothing while they placidly watch their freedom, their money and their future stolen from them by some creepy elite 1% American oligarch bastards.

We should be grateful to Palestinians for showing us the way to protect our own loved ones and communities from being sucked dry by the pirates who claim to legitimately run our country. And even more, we should be grateful to America’s brave Black communities right here at home for leading the way and reminding us that we don’t have to passively live with knees on our throats either.


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June 1, 2020

[Don't] bring in the clowns: Why Trump loves being made fun of

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jane Stillwater @ 11:11 am


When I was a little kid, my really mean older sister was constantly telling me that I was stupid, dumb and ugly. By the age of five or six, I had clearly started to believe her. And to this day, I can still hear her voice in my head, “You are stupid, dumb and ugly. And lazy and will never amount to anything either, you’re a disgrace and nobody will ever love you.”

Finally I just threw a chair at her. She ducked. It made a big hole in the wall.

To a whole bunch of Americans today, Donald Trump represents that chair. He stoutly defends the honor of all those Americans out there who also believe that they too are stupid, dumb and ugly. So every time one of us progressives calls Trump a liar, a thief, a clown, a pervert, a dupe for the Dark Overlords, a tacky dresser, Sheldon Adelson’s rentboy or an idiot who doesn’t know shite from Shinola, we are in effect calling his base all those bad names too!

And when Trump roars and fights back and blames everyone but himself for destroying the economy, selling out to the nabobs, spending our hard-earned money on even more dangerous nuclear weapons and brutal wars, trying to destroy our post offices, disrespecting Jesus’ teachings, throwing babies into cages, egging on gun-toting racist mobs, encouraging anarchy, screwing with our schools, screwing with our jobs, our families, our very life itself? And subjecting us to hours and hours and hours of bad TV as well? And so we call him an idiot just because he is one?

Then we are in effect insulting his base as well as Himself.

And when The Donald boisterously defends himself, he is also defending his base. And they love him for it. Trump is their Chair. And he loves being their Chair. Every time any of us with even half a grain of human decency makes fun of him, he tightens his grip on his base. Tightens his grip on their balls. Becomes their mean older sister.

Perhaps it’s finally time for Trump’s base to realize that he is actually just using them, that he’s actually their own worst enemy — and then they, like me, will finally grab their own freaking chairs and throw their own chairs back at him.

May 29, 2020

Remember Pandora’s box? Apparently our leaders don’t…

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jane Stillwater @ 6:08 pm


“Let’s just shut down the economy for a few days, months or years,” say our leaders. “What could possibly go wrong if we open Pandora’s box?” Oops. And now we have riots in Minneapolis.

“But Jane,” you might say, “That’s just about police brutality and racism and stuff like that.” Is it?

I recently talked with a friend of mine in Minneapolis and she paints a whole different picture. “Ever since the lock-down started,” she said, “things have been very tense around here. People in Minneapolis are sick and tired of the lock-down. Plus so many neighborhood stores have been closing. Permanently. And many of my friends are out of work too.” The same is true here in my hometown as well.

“But to make matters even worse,” my friend continued, “police have been stopping a whole lot of people in the streets lately and charging them with walking around while Black. Minneapolis has been a tinderbox for at least a month now. And someone or something was just bound to light the fuse. We are sitting on dynamite here. Racism set it off this time — but almost anything could have caused it to blow.”

Yeah, well. What my friend says about Minneapolis rings true. And this could also be true of all the rest of America right now — and even for the rest of the world. What were our leaders thinking? Shut down our entire economy and even our way of life for two months and expect nothing much will happen except that the Federal Reserve will go nuts spending other people’s money and a few billionaires will become trillionaires — but somehow none of the rest of us will even notice?

None of the rest of us will get pissed off if we have no jobs, no schools, no food, no social life, no freedom, no hope?

Most Americans right now are all tied up in their fear of catching the dread coronavirus — but all too soon they will be start to be all tied up in their fear of things even far worse, even their very survival. Minneapolis is merely the tip of the iceberg.

Yep, our leaders have truly opened Pandora’s box. Damn. I wish that they would hurry up and just close its freaking lid — before even more evil escapes into the world.

According to Dr. Zach Bush, we can make this a hopeful time instead of just one of scarcity and horror. “We can’t just go back to the ‘normal’ of buying more and more stuff,” and being ruled by greedy stupid leaders who can’t even recognize Pandora’s’ box when they see it actually staring them in the face.

“Instead, we need to be able to congregate with better attitudes toward each other, create music to celebrate life and protect ourselves while protecting nature. Otherwise our future is extinction. We have an opportunity to transform to a better planet.” What he said. Yeah.


May 22, 2020

[Don't] bring in the clowns: Why Trump loves being made fun of

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jane Stillwater @ 9:43 pm


When I was a little kid, my really mean older sister constantly told me that I was stupid, dumb and ugly. By the age of five or six, I had clearly started to believe her. And to this day, I can still hear her voice in my head, “You are stupid, dumb and ugly. And lazy and will never amount to anything either, you’re a disgrace and nobody will ever love you.”

Finally I just threw a chair at her. She ducked. It made a big hole in the wall.

To a whole bunch of Americans today, Donald Trump represents that chair. He stoutly defends the honor of all those Americans out there who also believe that they too are stupid, dumb and ugly. So every time one of us progressives calls Trump a liar, a thief, a clown, a pervert, a dupe for the Dark Overlords, a tacky dresser, Sheldon Adelson’s rentboy or an idiot who doesn’t know shite from Shinola, we are in effect calling his base all those bad names too!

And when Trump roars and fights back and blames everyone but himself for destroying the economy, selling out to the nabobs, spending our hard-earned money on even more dangerous nuclear weapons and brutal wars, trying to destroy our post offices, disrespecting Jesus’ teachings, throwing babies into cages, egging on gun-toting racist mobs, encouraging anarchy, screwing with our schools, screwing with our jobs, our families, our very life itself? And subjecting us to hours and hours and hours of bad TV as well?

Then we are in effect insulting his base.

And when The Donald boisterously defends himself, he is also defending his base. And they love him for it. Trump is their Chair. And he loves being their Chair. Every time any of us with even half a grain of human decency makes fun of him, he tightens his grip on his base. Tightens his grip on their balls. Becomes their mean older sister.

Perhaps it’s finally time for Trump’s base to realize that he is actually just using them, that he’s actually their own worst enemy — and then, like me, finally become their own chairs and throw their own chairs back at him.


May 20, 2020

Madam Jane predicts: COVID will show Americans what it’s like to live in the Middle East

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jane Stillwater @ 10:30 pm


“COVID-19 is America’s karmic payback for callously murdering all those babies in Iraq and Syria,” stated Madam Jane this morning. “Karma’s a bitch.”

“Stop, just stop it!” I screamed at her, horrified. “This time you have gone too far.”

“I know what I know. I see what I see,” said Madam Jane. “Millions dead in the Middle East. Brutally dead. Blown up, shot, poisoned, beheaded, starved, jailed, tortured, murdered by America’s imperial forces — murdered without mercy in Syria and Palestine and Iraq and Afghanistan and Yemen and Lebanon and Libya….”

“No! No!” I shouted. “These two tragedies are not the same! Innocent Americans are dying here. Our elders. Our doctors. No! You are wrong! Get out of my house!”

“But I see what I see,” said Madam Jane. “A few Americans dead. Less than 0.03% at the most. Yet we wail and gnash our teeth and go into hiding like it was Armageddon. Well, I had a dream.”

“What can you possibly dream that is crueler than this — that the American economy is ruined? Our children afraid and our grandmothers dead? Our freedoms gone, our dreams destroyed, our cities ruled by martial law, everyone suspicious of their neighbors? Our businesses closed forever? Not enough medicine? Not enough doctors and nurses? Our leaders telling us lies about the wonders of deregulation while enabling greedy oligarchs to steal our life savings and the Federal Reserve prints up Monopoly money and pretends that it’s real? Our schools shut down, eviction just around the corner, our grocery store shelves soon to be empty — and our stomachs too? What can possibly be crueler than this!”

M.J. just kept rattling off statistics and shite. Thankfully there was no Power Point presentation.

I covered my ears. I didn’t want to hear any more. Blasphemy!

“What you have just described,” she calmly continued, “is just one more average day in Gaza, just another typical day in Damascus, just one average day in Sana’a, another average day in Kabul. Greedy Americans and their totalitarian allies have destroyed the Middle East for fun and profit. And, like all those endless ‘wars’ that our televisions constantly teach us to love so much, there clearly isn’t any exit strategy for our COVID nightmare here either.”

” No. I refuse to accept that,” I said. “You are clearly not Galileo. These two nightmares are not the same. COVID is not karmic retribution. COVID is just a disease. Wait six months. You’ll see!”

Madam Jane simply shrugged. “You just keep telling yourself that.” I shut the door in her face.


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May 18, 2020

The new 5G escalation: “Curses, foiled again!”

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jane Stillwater @ 8:44 pm
     What do Wuhan, New York City, Milan, the Diamond Princess, Silicon Valley, Seattle and Guayaquil all have in common?  Two things.  “These are the places most ravaged by the plague,” our media screams at us daily.  But they also have one more thing in common as well.  All these places have been recently given an extreme wi-fi facelift.  They’ve all been recently wired up the ying-yang with 5G.  And I’m willing to bet that the USS Theodore Roosevelt has been recently wired with it too. 5G works by stirring up energy, which causes oxygen molecules in the air we breathe to spin around — to the point where our hemoglobin gets all pissed off and won’t attach to them.  And then our faces turn blue.  What could possibly go wrong!

     But wait.  It gets worse.  Now every time I turn on my TV, Sprint, T-Mobile and Verizon begin constantly yammering at me about how lucky I am that 5G is coming to my hometown soon as well.  Oh crap.  Now I’m gonna catch COVID-19 for sure!  Now I too am going to die!  Just like all those people in that 5G-wired rest home near Seattle!  I’m doomed.  Only one thing left for me to do — start planning my funeral.  “Bury my ashes in the back yard.  Only serve gluten-free stuff at the memorial.  Don’t invite Donald Trump….”
      But rather than just roll over and sacrifice my life to the Future of Technology like some stupid lemming, I’ve developed a plan.  Self-defense.  Knowledge is power!  A friend of mine has an EMF meter.  She can check my apartment for 5G electo-magnetic hot spots.  I can fight back!  I won’t have to die after all.
      And the back wall in my bedroom made the EMF meter start to flash and beep like a Christmas tree.  But that made sense.  There are a dozen PG&E smart meters right next to that wall, and right up the street is a PG&E substation — has been there for years.  So I’m (sort of) used to that level of gigahertz.  And even though several neighbors have come down with cancer recently, I myself am okay.  Hasn’t killed me yet.  No brain tumors or nothing.  So far.
     But then the EMF meter really started rocking off the charts when placed next to the AT&T wi-fi router on the desk in my front room.  5G?  Not 5G?  Who cares.  It’s obviously bad juju.  “Now I really am doomed!”
      Yeah, no.  Still not going down without a fight.  I have another plan!  So I ran across the street to Walgreens, bought three rolls of super-strong heavy-duty aluminum foil, covered up my wi-fi router with the stuff and then papered over my bedroom wall with it too.  Whew!  Now I’m safe from 5G and the coronavirus as well!  Take that, Sprint, T-Mobile and Verizon!
     “You think you’re so smart, Jane?”  But apparently not.  I’ve been outsmarted again.
       At 3:00 am, I woke up abruptly with a horrid metal taste in my mouth.  Damn it.  So much for my plan.  All that aluminum foil hanging on my bedroom wall was off-gassing like some dead-man-walking at San Quentin!  Off-gassing!  Is that even a word?  Desperately I tore the aluminum foil off by back wall and frantically threw it all out the front door.  Now I really really am doomed.
     But then I spent last Mothers Day having a marvelous stay-cation at the historic Rose Garden Inn a few blocks away and eating chocolates from the local farmers market.  Then I slept like a baby.  Maybe there’s hope for me yet.  Will chocolate save me from 5G?
PS:  Last week I was feeling weirdly eccentric.  This week I’m just feeling angry.  How dare they shove 5G down our throats — knowing that people will die from it.  People like you and me — and our kids.  But obviously American oligarchs care about nothing but themselves.
     They gave us Tweedledee and Tweedle-dumb as presidential candidates.
     They gave us the COVID lock-up so they could steal everything that wasn’t nailed down while we cowered under our beds like puppies in a rainstorm. 
     We fought against the fascists in World War II because we were brave.
     We’ve already lost World War 3 against the fascists because we are wimps.
     “But, Jane, you are not taking COVID seriously enough,” a friend e-mailed me recently.  “Doctors and nurses are dying from this stuff.”  Yes, they are.  And this tragedy is yet one more gruesome indictment of our pathetic fascistic values.  America spends trillions of dollars on murdering babies in Syria and Palestine each year — and yet here at home where it actually matters, we spend nothing on stuff that is truly important.
      Medical schools in America are currently too expensive and too elite to actually pump out all the doctors and nurses that we so desperately need.  And the result?  These heroes are now being forced to work 15-hour shifts, week after week under battlefield conditions.  No wonder they are dropping like flies.  “They shoot horses don’t they?”
     America has no medical reserves right now — only a sorry bunch of creepy useless billionaires.
     But my e-mail friend wasn’t done with me yet.  “Here is a link to the absolute latest information about COVID-19 — and there is no mention of 5G in it anywhere.”
     Hey, so what.  Not my fault that I’m ahead of the curve.  “Keep up.”
PPS:  The current extreme COVID lock-up and economic disaster really is serious.  I recognize this.  Hell, why else would I be planning my own funeral (and also why more people are dying of suicide than of COVID in my area right now).  Does that elite group of fascist ghouls, Dark Overlords and neo-con neo-colonialist Blue Meanies who currently run America really need to be so freaking joyful about dancing on my grave?  And your grave too?

      And if we all just stand around sucking our thumbs and singing Kumbaya while these cruel neo-colonial fascist oligarchs not only convert the whole world into their own personal gulags but also steal all our stuff as well?  Then perhaps we should all be running around wearing tin-foil hats — not just me.
     All in this together?  No.  We’re not.

PPPS:  What if almost everyone in America owned their very own EMF meter, one that actually measured the dangerous effects of 5G?  And that we all went around beeping and flashing together?  Verizon and AT&T would be horrified!  Yay!

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