Friday, April 27, 2007

You Are Where You Are

"People are no damn good."

Bill Moyers is NOT one of them. If however, there is an Angelic Being guarding the pearly-gated community called Heaven, "Buying The War" could serve as the touchstone used to grant entrance.

The 21st Century successor to "All The President's Men", is as damning as the original. Days after it aired, newscasters and pundits; some still performing the same functions documented in the run up to the Iraq War, and congressmen with capitol R's affixed to their names, are furiously trying to avoid the obvious... without even mentioning EXHIBIT A by name.

The day before, Ann Coulter announced on Hannity & Colmes that she would just talk over the fellow guest that had interrupted her, and did so. A tactic used that very night by John McCain against Jon Stewart as McCain tried in vain, to gloss everything thing over with the new/old new/old/Noory/Bell neo-con mantra: "WE ARE WHERE WE ARE." Anyone lucky enough to see "Buying The War" now knows HOW WE GOT HERE.

Perhaps the slogan should be updated: "R-People are no damn good," or "People (R) are no damn good."

Both are redundant as of April 25, 2007.

The Long War is officially over. Here is a list* of those who DID NOT LOSE.

THANK GOD for the DAILY SHOW...
Ann Sparanese
Stephen Colbert & the COLBERT NATION
The Dixie Chicks
John Lennon
Borat
Neil Young
Ron Paul
John Murtha
Roger Waters
Harry Belafonte
Michael Moore
Dennis Kucinich
Howard Dean
John Dean
Bob Woodward
Richard Clarke
George McGovern & William R. Polk
Al Franken
Sean Penn
Keith Olbermann
(especially Keith Olbermann)
Arianna Huffington
Mike Stark
Alex Saikowski
Maureen Dowd
Kathy Griffin
Helen Thomas
Todd Snider
Muhammed Yunus
Matt Groening
Barbara Streisand
Alex Jones
Wenyi Wang
George Clooney
Russ Feingold
Caroline Rhea
Michael Isikoff & David Corn
Barack Obama
Harold Ford Jr.
Macaca
Jim Webb
Aaron Sorkin
Janine Garafeolo
Jeff Rense
Alec Baldwin
Robin Williams
Randi Rhodes
Trey Parker & Matt Stone
Mary Mapes
Jeeni Criscenzo
Lori Saldaña
Scott Ritter
Tammy Duckworth
Seymour Hersch
Noam Chomsky
Paul Newman
Dan Rather
Korey Rowe & Dylan Avery
Gore Vidal
Henry & Kyra Akins
George Lucas
Steven E. Jones
George Soros
Bev Harris
Robert F. Kennedy Jr
Patrick Tillman Sr. & Mary Tillman
Francine Busby
Kevin Tillman
Joan Baez
James Carville
Marc Ecko
Peter Wallsten
Valerie Plame & Joe Wilson
Lt. Ehren Watada
Lawrence O'Donnell
Bill Maher
Martin Sheen
Greg Palast
Max Cleland
Elizabeth Holtzman
Mike Jones
Tom Beattie
Cindy Sheehan
Banksy
Edward Kohout III
Michael J. Fox
Ronald D. Moore & David Eick
Sidney Blumenthal
Judd Hirsch
Kanye West
Anonymous
Wayne Madsen
Mary McDonnell
Al Gore
William Blum
Michael C. Ruppert
Webster G. Tarpley
Gary Hart
David Kuo
The Cyonic Guard
V
Appeal for Redress
Robert Greenwald
the Wachowski Brothers
Kinky Friedman
Richard Dawkins
Ron Howard
Elizabeth de la Vega
Lewis Black
Cynthia McKinney
Robert Fisk
Jim Bell
Howard Zinn
Chris Hedges
Michael Blake
Ward Churchill
Anna Nicole Smith
Chalmers Johnson
Peter Lance
Barry Lando
Kevin Phillips
&
Bishop John Shelby Spong (Ret.)

PEACE BE UPON THEM ALL

*Less Jack Cafferty. "Is Anna Nicole still dead?" was NEVER funny.

His place aboard the TEOTWAWKI is hereby given to Christopher (GOD MUST GO!) Hitchens for thinking about "god is not Great" since he was 9.

My Name is Michael Sterling, and I approved this list. Twice.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I AM where I AM

Anonananda

April 30, 2007 at 4:54:00 PM PDT  
Blogger Candidate said...

PEACE IS UPON YOU.

I've got a couple of I AM stories...

The only library book I ever stole was "THE LIFE AND TEACHING OF THE MASTERS OF THE FAR EAST" which I "borrowed" in 1970. Having realized my mistake, and determined to name my first-born Jast, I went back to return it to the public library where I had found it. There, on the same shelf, was the big grey I AM book. I reached for it and when I opened it, a strip of paper with the Riverside address of Roland DeVries; the West Coast representative of Charan Singh typed on it, floated into my hand. I would wait another 24 years to see the feather land at Forrest Gump's feet, but I would know what it stood for when I saw it.

So IT Goes...

.ms

April 30, 2007 at 8:16:00 PM PDT  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

...and the second story?

Germain's germane...

May 14, 2007 at 5:53:00 PM PDT  
Blogger Candidate said...

Well, here goes the Elizabeth Clare Prophet vote.

While working on Star Trek: TMP, I shared a house with two other ABEL Associates on... wait for it... Crater Oak Drive. I had a 100W Marshall/4X12 cab set up in my bedroom, so I would work on what I was "really up to" whenever I was home.

One day, while playing The Future War, I was interrupted by a loud knock at the front door. With visions of Calabasas Sheriffs running through my head, I shut it all down and faced the other music.

To my relief, it was a rather striking woman claiming to be from the power company, who needed to read the meter which she couldn't find. Not sure where it was either, we started looking together. She soon mentioned that she was with Summit Lighthouse - which was understandable, as The Inn Of The Seventh Ray was just a few canyons away - and that I should "stop playing that Astral Music."

You don't meet women like THAT every day.

I explained that what she had heard was the sonic representation of the obstacle in the TOP SECRET DAKINI reading, a reading that not only applied to the main characters in a love story, but could be read as the outcome for lovers everywhere, no matter what planet or time they're from. I assured her that the last card / song in the Mother of all Concept Albums was entitled FIRST LIGHT, and was the Father of all Finales; leaving the audience in the highest meditative state possible - a statement still true today.

She gave me a look that reinforced the writing of 3 minute hit singles, read the meter, wrote something on her clipboard, and vanished forever.

With a new vision; of St. Germain and his black panther materializing on that Shasta trail, I got back to the "at the gallop" riff that had been so interestingly interrupted (usually, noise complaints were from people who thought a flying saucer had landed somewhere. I actually had to play for the Calabasas Sheriff once. He listened for a few seconds before saying: "Yep, that's pretty eerie Mr. Sterling..."), making sure this time, that I finished what I had started.

Then it was back to work...

.ms

May 18, 2007 at 3:00:00 PM PDT  

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