The Cincinnati Zoo is one of the best in the world and I commend the team on staff who had to make an incredibly difficult decision that will cost them greatly. I don’t blame the mother, I don’t blame the kid, and I certainly don’t blame the zoo. It was just something that happens and the value of such zoo exhibits are worth the danger. It is really our responsibility as a human species to respect the dangerous tendency of all animals and not to provoke them. Below is another example of an aggressive gorilla at another exhibit which might better explain why the Cincinnati Zoo felt they needed to act so quickly. Notice that when the child beats on its chest in the reflection on the window glass, the gorilla took that as a challenge and attacked the glass—cracking it.
Here is the same exhibit where the same two gorillas got into a sudden fight in front of the spectators. Listen to the stupid comments of the visitors. The best thing a zoo can do is protect everyone the best they can and use the profit generated to help save more animals around the world. For the best experience, zoos try very hard to put visitors as close to the natural habitat of the animals. But danger is inherit, and that slight threat should always be present in the back of our minds while visiting. Sometimes in Sea World when dealing with killer whales, people get killed. And sometimes when dealing with dangerous gorillas bad things happen.
However, it’s important to have these exhibits for both the animals and the humans who visit so that our species can learn something from them. They need our protection and we need to understand their nature. When bad things happen, we all need to shrug it off and get to the next day. The best thing you could do dear reader is to support your local zoo for the service they provide. And if you live in Cincinnati like I do, make sure to throw a little money in their direction every now and then. They are some of the best in the business and losing a gorilla is a great loss to them—and they need your support, not your criticism. Zoos aren’t day cares. They need to be respected as well as enjoyed. So treat them that way and visit the Cincinnati Zoo as often as you can.
I dare you dear reader to watch the fabulous film Cartel Land by Matthew Heineman for the sheer guts it took to film it. This was a movie I had on my radar for a while and due to the long Memorial Day weekend and the easy access of it on Netflix, I was able to finally watch it. If you really want to see the tip of the iceberg of what’s going on in Mexico—just the tip—then watch this movie today. It shows a lot of good people wrapped up in a completely destroyed system where government institutions have been entirely wiped away and yield to organized crime. Here is a clip of the filmmaker and some sample scenes.
Drugs are death—there is nothing good that comes from them in any way. If you take drugs, you are feeding these organized crime elements, and you are part of the vast evil they are spreading. I can’t say there was a single good guy in Cartel Land, but there were a lot of people who dared to think of themselves that way. For some standing up to the cartels was their very last act at some sort of redemption and to them I say, wonderful. Better late than never. But people in America better get it through their thick skulls quickly just how bad the situation truly is. Mexico is a destroyed country and the illegal immigration is technically an invasion against ours for the open destruction of American sovereignty. And to be honest, who could blame the Mexican people for wanting to leave such an armpit of a country. If there is one thing that Matthew captured so well was the many good people stuck in a situation where death, poverty, and oppression were the only things they have to look forward to. If any country should do any invading its America into Mexico. After watching Cartel Land I think we should invade Mexico, free all their people—clean up the cartels completely, and turn the whole county into an American state—like Texas. Those poor people would be a lot better off.
It was an amazing film. I already felt quite passionately about the drug cartels and the people who suffer most by them. But this movie really captured the desperation. You should watch it today. With Netflix, it doesn’t get any easier—so there’s no excuse not to see it.
If you’ve been paying attention to the crises in Venezuela, and most of the South American countries, you would have noticed that they are experiencing a complete breakdown in civility and decent respect for other members of the human race. What all of Venezuela is experiencing presently in 2016 and beyond is similar to what American inner cities are experiencing, a degradation of the human population into a failure in all aspects and the cause is the mismanagement of whatever governments imposed socialism upon those sovereign territories. When morality is gone from a society looters and thugs are born and they will think nothing of stealing from others to satisfy their immediate animal desires for survival. This is especially a risky condition in any society that has many active drug abusers who will do anything to achieve their next “high” to relive them from the pressures of reality—which they obviously can’t handle. These mismanaged and treacherous conditions can then push these scum bags, losers, and openly diabolical human wastes into well managed areas complete with good families and hard-working Americans. It is then that the only defense good people have against bad people is a gun, and that is why every competent American should learn to use a firearm and carry it. At a minimum gun owners should be in every home and they should be prepared to defend their “castle” from any incursion by one of those failures of left-leaning political philosophy. Hopefully it never happens, but if a gun owner has to shoot a desperate attacker who would rather steal and harass a good person with a firearm, then Second Call Defense is the best opportunity to quell the aftermath. The founder of Second Call Defense, Sean Maloney explains how the legal process works during such a shooting and how Second Call Defense can protect you after you’ve had to shoot an assailant in self-defense.
I have loved Second Call Defense long before I became a recruiter. It’s a great service and is something I think everyone should have. At my home, I have enough firearm ability to stop an army of such insurgents, so I sleep well at night. But that armed contest is just one step in the process. It’s not enough to just stop bad guys who intend harm with a gun. There is a legal process ran often by the same left-leaning idiots who caused all the trouble in the first place—who have mismanaged the legal system to such a degree that you could go broke defending yourself from their stupidity. The political left has created the criminal class and they essentially run the legal system—so the gun is really your only defense against both, and you need something like Second Call Defense to defend yourself from the legal assaults which follow defenses involving firearms.
It is a right and a privilege to own a firearm. Our American society is great because of the gun and I would suggest that every country on earth adopt the same kinds of laws favoring gun ownership that we have in America. All over the world, left leaning philosophies create scum bags, losers, malcontents, welfare recipients, Democrats, socialists, peace sign wearing hippies, pot smokers, Grateful Dead concert goers, Jimmy Buffett fans, drug dealers, slum dwellers, and second-hander insurgents. For those lost souls, they have no other intellectual recourse for their failures in life but to steal and harass good people, and the only thing really that keeps them at bay is firearm ownership—which is precisely why the left wants to ban them all the time. Unfortunately around the world, many good people have been crushed because they haven’t had the opportunity to own firearms to defend themselves and their economies show the result. Hopefully in the United States we can defend our own laws from the political left and show the world why they should follow our lead—and Second Call Defense is a huge part of that strategy. So I’d advise you to sign up. Use my name and you’ll get a free first month. It is the best thing you can do aside from buying and owning a firearm. I’d advise you to do it today. You can join by clicking the link below.
At a commencement speech to Harvard graduates, Steven Spielberg revealed why his movies have evolved into a much less blockbuster status than his previous work—his pre-college work. After his outstanding success, colleges looking to ride the coattails of the famous director as second-handers gave out honorary degrees as a way to attach themselves to his genius. Unfortunately, Steven grew up a little insecure and the sudden attention and social acceptance was enjoyable and he found himself bending more toward the liberal view of things as progressives had infiltrated Hollywood at every level, from finance, marketing, to actual manufacture—and Spielberg was the top of the heap, the standard-bearer of the entire movie industry. Unfortunately, the last brilliant movie of Steven Spielberg was Schindler’sList which he made the same year as the first Jurassic Park. From a box office standpoint, and the quality of art perspective, Spielberg has been in decline since 1993. He has done good work, but it hasn’t been on nearly the same level largely because of his acceptance of the global education he received from his honorary degrees and return to college to finish what he started before success interrupted his education at USC.
During the commencement speech Spielberg explained that he attended California State University, Long Beach but dropped out of school in favor of an internship at Universal — a choice, he said, that affected his filmmaking: “Up until the 1980s my films are what you could call escapist, but I was in a celluloid bubble because I cut my education short and my world view was limited to what I could dream up in my head and not what the world could teach me.”
He later re-enrolled and, in 2002, he completed the credits that were necessary for a B.A. from CSULB. He joked: “It helped that they gave me a course credit in paleontology for the work I did on Jurassic Park.”
Spielberg has since garnered an impressive list of honorary degrees from schools like Boston University, Yale and the University of Southern California, which rejected the director from its film school when he applied out of high school.
I watched Bridge of Spies recently while on an oversea trip and I thought it was good. But it wasn’t great. The same with Lincoln. It was a pretty average movie, certainly not on par with Spielberg’s earlier work—like TheColor Purple or Always. Now in my opinion, Steven Spielberg earned the right to make whatever movie he wants to. He had a string of films from 1975 to 1993 that dominated the box office and essentially made Universal Studios a successful business. Without Steven Spielberg, there would be no Universal Studios, Florida theme park. From E.T. to Jaws, Jurassic Park, to the Transformer series—even Back to the Future—if it wasn’t for Spielberg, there would be nothing. Likely, the brilliant film composer John Williams would still be in obscurity and unknown if he had not fallen into the fortune of working with Spielberg then his friend George Lucas in the late 70s. It is important to understand that all of Spielberg’s early success and the industry of Hollywood essentially, came as a result of him dropping out of college. Clearly, Spielberg doesn’t understand the Metaphysics of Quality. He has natural talent that was best utilized as a direct result of his individual mind, not the collective efforts of team collaboration. He is a collaborator, obviously, otherwise he wouldn’t be a great film director, but in essence, his trust in his abilities drove everyone from the front, not from the boardroom of collective input. Once Spielberg allowed for that type of collective—“worldly” thinking, the value of his work decreased immensely. Spielberg no longer means GREAT! Now it just means—interesting.
All the world can teach us is to be average, and submissive to its limits. That is the Spielberg after 1993 to the present—a broken man who has fallen into the rut of “average.” He no longer strives for perfection, or his place in history as a great filmmaker. He is surrounded by “yes men” and second-handers—and that includes the last four presidents of the United States. I still watch his movies, but often I wait until I can catch up to them a few years after their release. They are no longer for me opening night events—and that makes the world not a better place, but a far worse one. I would say that the movie industry was better off with Spielberg produced films like Batteries Not Included and Gremlins than it is with Munich or that stupid movie he did with Oprah recently about French food.
Spielberg upon reading this might think I don’t know what I’m talking about, but he’d be wrong. I grew up just a few miles from where he did in Cincinnati. I’ve read many of the same books and have very similar interests. The difference is, I never really grew up into an adult, and that was something that made Spielberg appealing as a filmmaker to many people who had lost their childhoods—as cynical adults. I have fought that “growing up,” because I don’t see the value in it. Colleges are more about crushing individuality into a collective mush, and that is not a good thing. Intellectuals call that “worldly” I call it “defeated.” I deal with really smart people every day—several of them with doctoral degrees and often they require me to navigate for them through the mine fields of business. I have to waste a lot of time “re-teaching” them how to unthink all the garbage they learned in college to get back to their inner child. Personally, I don’t think human beings should stop learning with the wonderment of children. Sure adults need to be responsible caretakers of civilization, but getting through Harvard doesn’t do it—nor does getting honorary degrees. Success comes from individuality, and it is something that is very unique. They don’t’ teach success in college. They teach compliance.
I honestly miss Steven Spielberg. I am grateful he has done what he did, but I miss the energy and hope of his pre-college work. He calls them “escapism” films but the important thing to ask is why people feel a need to escape in the first place. What is it they want relief from? It is the world of college destroyed autonomous thinking that has ruined the minds of millions of otherwise very smart people. Steven used to give people hope that life wasn’t so bland. Now his movies are about accepting how bland it is—because that’s the world view he learned in college—and it’s quite sad. What he told the Harvard graduating class is probably the worst advice anybody could probably give those young minds. But then again, Steven had the same advice given to him—which he followed toward his own destruction—and the eventual destruction of the entire film industry coming soon to a multiplex near you. Escapism is good when the world wants to throw shackles on your mind and destroy it for collectivist consumption. And that used to be why Spielberg films were always so special—and why they no longer are.
I have a special relationship with a David Harber sculpture at Liberty Center next to the upstairs portion of the Kona Grill. When I get time during mid-day it is not uncommon for me to go there to read. I love the way the designers of Liberty Center created a reverse spiral leading up to the sculpture hidden by evergreens. In the center there is revealed rather majestically a large planetary shape of smooth rocks placed together to form a very unique sculpture. It is called “Dark Planet” and it is but one of the many Harber sculptures featured at the high-end shopping complex known as Liberty Center located in Liberty Township, Ohio. I have been intrigued by the many Harber sculptures located around the property and people who visit are lucky to have them. The sculptures bring with them a sophistication that is quite appropriate to our times and I find them fascinating—immensely. The Steiner Group was very wise to feature them so boldly.
I happened to be at the Kona Grill during a fabulous late spring evening where the sun set behind the luxury Marriott across the courtyard and I had a full view of several of these Harber sculptures. The restaurant had the patio walls all pulled up to enjoy the outside air and everything was just fabulous, the food, the atmosphere and the company. But my thoughts were on a rather intense project that I’m working on, something that is bigger than anything that I know that literature has ever created. Yet I’m working out the details moment by moment and that was heavy on my mind while dining at the Kona Grill and looking across the bar at the Harber sculptures.
It was late at night when I left but I had to take the moment to see my favorite sculpture, the “Dark Planet” just upstairs, so I proceeded through the dining room to the stairs which take guests to the upper level and dodged servers coming and going with sushi to guests enjoying the open air on the upper floor. The blue sophisticated glow of the bar shown against the faces of the many guests enjoying the NBA playoffs over drinks and fine food as the stars looked on from above, but my target was just a few steps to the east of that fenced off area. The vegetation had grown full now that winter was over and the “Dark Planet” was hard to see until the long spirally path was walked, which I did, only to come upon the sculpture looking like a planet coming apart from inside before molten lava exploded it into some other form.
Not to give anything away too far in advance, but since I have learned about a rogue planet coming and going through our solar system every tens of thousands of years apparently creating havoc each time it swings in between Mars and Jupiter before shooting back around our sun for the cold space beyond—I have been mildly obsessed with the concept and that David Harber sculpture makes me think about it constantly. I had been wondering if the Harber sculptures were formed by some secret society of Illuminati maniacs who knew well about such things hidden from the masses. I was a little relieved to discover that David Harber was just an artist—not necessarily a cosmic doomsayer complete with hidden knowledge. After a little investigation from his website I found this curious quote about him.
With a deep appreciation of the cosmos, David is inspired by the night sky as well as appreciating it as a means to escape life’s hectic pace. Harber’s keen interest in astronomy and the stars allows him to bring celestial mechanics to life, capturing the passage of time and space
It was a serendipitous event for David to find, a few years ago, that he was a direct descendant of the Elizabethan mathematician and scientific instrument maker John Blagrave, and that this historic figure lived most of his life some twenty miles from Harber’s workshop in Oxfordshire
It’s not the purpose of art to define itself, but to evoke thought—which for me Harber’s work does. Just a few nights prior to my visit to Kona Grill, my wife and I were in our hot tub looking up at the stars as the moon wasn’t yet up over the horizon and again I was working out the sheer majesty of my literary project—the scope of which involved that “Dark Planet” hidden out there coming back toward us between Mars and Jupiter which I could see clearly above my head. I couldn’t help but think of the cataclysmic consequences of that occurrence. The tides on earth would become very violent, probably flooding the entire world with the awesome gravity pull of such a cosmic event, in much the way that the moon makes our tides on earth roll in and out. A planet the size of Neptune suddenly arriving so close to earth would have a major impact depending on the nature of the elliptical orbits. For me, the Harber “Dark Planet” sculpture represents the hidden monstrosity and fact of life looming large, unseen in the night sky—until it’s too late.
But with destruction also comes rebirth and such things aren’t necessarily bad unless you are madly in love with the way things are. We live in a world of constant change, yet that which is immortal in us all steps beyond such concerns of trees, oceans, and flowers. Earth will be destroyed probably many times over as that “Dark Planet” roars throughout solar system constantly wiping the slate clean for us to continuously reemerge as a civilization time and time again. It’s not the rocks and bones we take with us, it’s the ideas we generate through our lives and the impact that has on the cosmos. We are not meant to sit forever looking up at the stars waiting for them to pass judgment on us. We are meant to go into those heavens and to conquer them into our own imaginative impulses and to ride that “Dark Planet” the way a cowboy rides a bucking bull. We are meant to make the universe into our own image. Thus spoke Cliffhanger.
If you have not stopped by Liberty Center to appreciate the work of David Harber—you should. The “Dark Planet” is obviously my favorite. But a very close second is his “Torus” which is like a wormhole through time and space. It sits right outside of the Kona Grill in front of the Cinebistro movie theater and is worth a visit by itself.
The answer is that our country has been invaded by diabolical scum bags who use the Democratic Party to destroy all that is good in the world—and they are on a global crusade to literally ruin the lives of everything that calls itself human through their mass collectivist philosophies. They are horrible people and it was great to hear the individual speech of Wayne LaPierre at the NRA meetings in Louisville, Kentucky.
The type of America that Charles Bronson and Wayne LaPierre stand for is the only kind of country I am interested in living in. I’m fine if people from other countries want to come to the United States and enjoy our freedoms. But they are not allowed to come to our county and make in it into the garbage they left behind. They have to respect our culture and at the heart is our love of guns. Listening to LaPierre speak makes me very proud to be a member of the NRA. Those values which Charles Bronson represented so well in that great movie classic are not dead. They are alive and well within the type of people who belong to the NRA. But they should be present in every American. So if you are not an NRA member and worse yet—you vote for Democrats—you are on the wrong side of history. And like those spoiled kids in that movie—you need a spanking. Too bad that Charles is no longer with us.
But some of us are keeping the fires of freedom burning—and LaPierre is certainly one of them!
While I was on the air with Matt Clark during his WAAM radio broadcast recently he wanted me to talk a bit about my latest Curse of Fort Seven Mile series. However, time ran out and we couldn’t get into the details. Actually, I don’t think I could cover all the details in an hour show, or a 10 hour show. For me, what started as a simple pulp fiction series has evolved into something I would term as a philosophy for the 22nd century. The below videos will help with the context but essentially what I’m doing is this: over the next one hundred years we are going to discover that we are not alone in the solar system, let alone the galaxy. We will learn to defy death. We will unlock all the potentials of a Type 1 civilization and that will require us to completely revisit our current political and religious philosophies—because the present ones just won’t be sufficient. That’s not a knock on anybody, but the discoveries of the next century will just unlock a massive amount of potential that isn’t even forecasted on the horizon as of yet—and people will need some means of thinking about those things if they want to survive.
I have been pretty adamant about my hobbies and positions. I essentially grew up studying mythologies and religious cultures, but I like to make money, so I chose professional endeavors that I could raise a family on—but there is a lot about me that is very sympathetic to the Nathan Drake video game character. The people I most admire these days are people like Josh Gates and his friend Erin Ryder. If I did not love family as much as I do, I would have loved to live the life that they have—and believe me I have no regrets. But I do read and watch a lot of what those fantastic people have put out as far as discovery over the years. When they tackle some crypto mystery much of it comes out to nothing, but it’s the asking of the questions that I find absolutely amazing. There are a lot of people, many whom are featured in these videos who have committed enormous amounts of time and resources to asking hard questions about mankind’s origins—and I’ll be honest—I love each and every one of them. When I listen to their lectures and read their books I think in the best case scenarios, they may be getting 50% of any given idea correct. But even 1% of what these people are saying they are major game changers for the entire human race and the world at large.
Lately, there has been an explosion, likely because of the Internet, of conspiracy theories and examinations into a hidden past that does not agree with the Leaky evolutionary theories. The latest revisions are probably driven more by Jurassic Park’s DNA examples and the popular Lord of the Rings movies about Middle Earth—art has helped our society ask new questions from a fresh perspective—and the answers to those questions might just be explosive. If only 1% is true, mankind is in for some startling revelations. The best movies and books are the ones that make you ask, “what if,” and as the videos included here surmise, there are some very smart people who are asking lots of questions tainted by their personal backgrounds. But it is what they agree on that has stimulated my thinking and focused my mind on the hard evidence that is rapidly pouring in.
I wanted to write another Cliffhanger novel but I wanted it to be relevant to the world 100 years from now the way I read Jules Verne, Ayn Rand, H.P. Lovecraft or even Shakespeare. My favorite play of his is Titus Andronicus. His use of extreme violence to tell the moral story of love and loss—as well as dedication are the kinds of things I find infinitely fascinating and it doesn’t matter when in history we read such a story—they still communicate a truth which is valuable. Having these kinds of interests I couldn’t just write some average piece of fiction reviewers of today would like—I wanted to write something that people a century from now would marvel at and would still draw inspiration from. Yet I also wanted to make the argument that the values America had from around 1870 to about 1900 were the best the world had ever seen, and that those values should be captured in a bottle and examined in actually a scientific way—as having merit on culture building itself. The economic means of the country was explosive during that period, morality was respectable, and collectivism was being defeated wherever it was encountered—namely during westward expansion.
For about forty years I have had in my mind a really terrible antagonist and a concept for painting it into a story against the ultimate protagonist—but I needed to collect a lot of information to tell that story. Finally, I feel like I’m there. Once I had all the details worked out, I went to work writing it—and as I thought, it has turned out to be the byproduct of a hyperactive imagination, a technical background, legitimate scientific investigation and all the life experience learned in every hard way imaginable.
Knowing that over the next couple decades history will have to reflect what we are learning now—and that we will learn that not only are we not alone, but that we are currently in a relationship with thinking beings not from earth’s origin story and that the essential ingredient to a successful society resides within individual behavior as opposed to collective salvation—and that once that process begins—where democracies run by a mob take over the individual input of actual leaders—that all civilizations stop functioning and regress back to their beginnings.
Even as my protagonist, Cliffhanger fights bad guys with flaming bullwhips all in the name of justice—it is important these days to define the merits of that justice. It is not enough to simply show bad and good—it has to be defined by actual universal rules of engagement as defined by the observable conditions of our cosmos. To do that we have to step beyond our veil of politics and modern philosophy and take the next step. Taking that step is what and why I’m committing so much time to this new Cliffhanger story. Similarly to that Cannibals of Cahokia story—this Curse of Fort Seven Mile has the benefit of an additional twenty years of hard living and earned observation. Like H.P. Lovecraft I have a love for pulp fiction written in a romantic fashion—and on the surface that is what these new Cliffhanger stories are. But, my protagonist, Fletcher Finnegan in The Curse of Fort Seven Mile is actually named after one of my favorite literary figures of all time, the giant in Finnegan’s Wake from the James Joyce classic. My goals with the work are not to reach the New York Best Seller’s list, or even to get reviews from Publisher’s Weekly. It is to offer a useful philosophy for people grappling with real significant challenges to everything they believed was true for over 10,000 years and to provide them a softer landing philosophically—so to maybe for the first time in human history to provoke a change in mankind’s propensity to always revert back to the Vico cycle. Thus SpokeCliffhanger.
If you want a preview of this work they are available on the sidebar. But the real meat is yet to come and why I am dedicating some specific time and resources to completing it. To get a sense of it, just watch all these videos and you’ll get your mind ready to read what I’m putting into a story intended for readers of the next century. I’m not giving up on politics. But rather it is too small of a shoe for me now. The next obvious evolution is exopolitical theater and the vast changes it will bring. Currently it is a bit on the fringe side, but that will change rapidly—and when it does–well, people will want a point of reference and fiction is a good place to begin—by bridging what we know with what we will come to understand.
Yes, during this broadcast on WAAM in Ann Arbor, Michigan with Matt Clark, I predicted the end of the Democratic Party. What, Why, How, When and Where I described in some detail during the radio broadcast. Click the link below to hear it for yourself and be sure to pass it along to a friend in need of some energy in these trying times. Don’t worry, help is coming!
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