Fair Warning – We Aren’t Going to Take It Anymore

Any hostility exhibited toward me will reap you the following: an immediate report and if necessary, authorities; screen shots; and, then blocked. Sequestered crackers need to leave the building. This is not pandering to fears, yours or mine. Nor is this to be inferred i am firing weapons of fear, reactionary or by original intent. Fedbook (#Facebook)is doing a piss poor job to secure its meta-matrix – its polices are capricious in application.

Those of us who are the noisy ones (#writers, #activists, #journos, #politicos, #artists, #Screen shot 2015-05-24 at 12.49.07 AMmusicians, and avid posters of facts) refuse to be bullied. The pro-peace citizenry lobby today includes millions attempting to investigate, research, and uncover the reality. We are not enemies of any state. To demonize us is ridiculous. To call me a traitor is insane. None of us will fall to the Weapons of Mass Fear (WMFs).

The free press and social consciousness creatives working in a free space known as the world-wide web will not be intimidated. The more high-handed lies and imperious tactics and slams pushed out to engage us to ditch our ongoing coverage only fires up the solidarity belly of justice seekers and freedom fighters. For those without the huevos to come out from the shadows your attack mode is seen even in its abject of timorousness. We are the superior intelligence both overt and covert.

The bold technologically savvy far outweighs demoralized offensive surveillance state workers.

If this notice is not understandable, go get a dictionary and consider it a writer’s gift of vocabulary building.

Punishing and censorship are the acts of suppression by fascists. #Netizens shape the news now, not the piddle stream. They follow you and me for their leads.

It is distressing the ‘news’ content no longer comes from the news room as cheapness rules. I maintain a free society without its tenacious watchdogs narrows the discourse to propaganda. I am not alone. We are legion.

Further, I contend we have no right to hand down a #democracy so altered by apathy, greed, and fear it is unrecognizable by future generations. The system’s rigged game is altered with public outcry and social media is our channel. Speak up. Inform yourself. Support the truth.

Be Paul Revere

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Final Thoughts but Not Final Curtain

If every #Netizen spent four hours critically thinking and doing research how the rigged games operate, I guarantee there would be a revolution in 24-hours. Ignorance is bliss. The world is imploding and exploding at such a rate even the solar system’s magnetics are affected and the tilt of Earth’s axis altered. This is why those who pay attention refer to this period of human devolution, as the 59th minute.

The #USA slave armies get up and do their duty-job so Israhelli can setup lawn chairs to watch #Gaza be blown to smithereens by the #IOF – herein is the crux. Until the masses wake-up, the slimy basturds elected into office or wearing stars on their collars will win the toss. Collecting mass personal information about us is the grandest bit of much a do about nothing yet to surface on the pond of illusion. The corporate puppet masters are ignorant small souls who we hand the reins to.

We successfully have never actually built an authentic #democracy in these United States. It is an urban and rural myth. Wrapping yourself in a flag while sitting in a foil lined bunker in North Sacramento, California, using a joystick to shoot bombs off drones into wedding parties in #Yemen, #Iraq, #Syria, #Pakistan, #Afghanistan,

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#Gaza, and, so on, is proof positive the machine rules. If you purposely manufacture a civil society of dunderheads led by ego maniacs then this is the outcome – our species self-destructs.

Social media is the only venue left for freedom. Here we can joist, joke, and reveal facts and in solidarity attempt to inform each other. Politics has always been a numbers game with gerrymandering the root of electing idiots. I tried several routes – writing, investigating reporting, Dim party committeewoman, local activist, letters to the editor ranter, Main Street third place business owner, campaign manager for ethical candidates, fund raiser for environmental protection NGOs, and finally running for office myself.

I am here to witness the deepest consistent body politic shift i have witnessed is what social media is accomplishing along with #whistleblowers blowing the lid off the insane acts of the psychopaths.

You and I, sit here and type into the ethers, but people are reading what we write, and they repeat it to others, and another micro shift in the consciousness of humanity occurs. If anyone has a better idea how to shovel the crap off the poop deck i have yet to discover same.

There are super bright men and women who are actually convinced war is good for business and murdering Arabs is good and destroying communities by instigating sprawl is good and living in your car as a commuter is good and getting two weeks off a year for a vacation you pay by charging a credit card is good . . . for them I have no panacea. It takes vision to see. It requires an openness to implement change. It demands fortitude to keep the weakening eye on the rusty ball, everyday, year after year.

My meager methodology is to nail the basturds down, when I can. Then with facts in hand turn on the electric sunshine pinpointed exclusively in their direction. This is the role activist writers assumed for the last several thousands of years. We are the hardly humble watchdogs of injustice. We are the messy format to delivering a balance of powers with a rant for accountability. If the stars are aligned and the moon full and the tides roiling people may hear us, and they may not. My primary job is to write so you want to read, and if a home-run, you think.

Rampant deceptions and duplicity are subject to innate human intuition. Like we know beauty when we see it, we also know truth when we hear it. As to those who think the sun revolves around the planets, even they are re-teachable when vulnerable.

It could be our species must smack into the bottom with such massive magnitude that you and I, even as skeptics, can’t imagine the level of speed in the final fall from grace. Kitty kat memes, badly written love chats, and tacky emoticons do not push the culture forward. These are fluff – cotton candy with neither pretense of value nor worth time in my books. But, i live in the real jungle not a cement condo one in New Jersey. The later is not my choice and never was a blip on the mini or big screen of a life well lived.

A money tree on a sweet scented spring day did not shower me with its bounty. I worked my tail feathers to a frazzle, creatively and effectively as I knew, to escape the planet New York. Plus, i had fun tweaking and honing my world view and this craft. Yet, there were sixteen prior familial generations of Macombers who also envisioned they had the right action focus on living in harmony. See, this is why we are in the final throes of our species – corrupt and torn to shreds. We have yet to learn how to live together, as one whole species, and pass it along. Yes, this is a Beatles tune. No, it is not going to be presented as part of the platform by kitbutz Senator Bernie or Mossad operative Hillary.

One of the too cool compliments a writer or teacher receives is when they (without trumpets) deliver a string of words into the public milieu and much later someone, friend or foe, repeats the phrase in a new context exactly as the originator wrote it.

Unknown memorializing is tasty relevancy.

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