when you eliminate DEI not just in the 100—

redacted guy said yesterday in last twenty seconds utah has a firing squad death penalty, calling for it—does he still if it is who they are saying it is now? WILD. WILD!

this same principle applies today: the “talisman” of tech “advancement” peddled to us about AI, palantir, etc — at the end of the day it is a MYTH of power & superiority. when an ethiopian king held british hostages in abyssinia, a british mp, henry rawlinson, told the house of commons in july 1867 that britain had to act in ethiopia to protect its “prestige”: “Prestige may not be of paramount importance in Europe, but in the East, Sir, our whole position depends on it. It is a perfect fallacy to suppose we hold India by the sword. The foundation of our tenure, the talisman—so to speak—which enables 100,000 Englishmen to hold 150,000,000 of natives in subjection, is the belief in our unassailable power, in our inexhaustible resources; and any circumstance therefore which impairs that belief, which leads the Nations of the East to mistrust our superiority and to regard us as more nearly on an equality with themselves, inflicts a grievous shock on our political position.” TRANSLATION: Don’t let the belief in another’s false power overtake you. what i am reading:

The Prince and the Plunder – A book on how Britain took one boy and piles of treasures from Ethiopia

so if the purchasing power of USD drops: you buy less with more of it (which corresponds to inflation) also what you save today has less value in the future (hodl) so, therefore, if your central metric of bitcoin is USD then OBVIOUSLY, the “value” of bitcoin will rise with the dollar’s tanking purchasing power & rising inflation. why don’t your bitcoin influenzers engage with this topic?

did not i already say sthg similar? re: bitcoin. yes—trying. but it won’t work because again: only matters what you can purchase or exchange with it. still looking at bitcoin’s value in terms of USD. a significant portion of US debt is in US bonds. so owed to the american people. eventually “the base” will figure it out & come for their “leaders.” “we” are out of it! no dog in this fight! yes, there is a reset, replacement etc but it’s the ones screaming it doing it to themselves. https://www.forbes.com/sites/digital-assets/2025/09/09/rewrite-the-rules-37-trillion-us-debt-sparks-wild-crypto-and-gold-reset-theory-as-bitcoin-price-soars/

“In legal terms, "may" is used to express possibility or permission. It indicates a discretionary choice, allowing an individual or entity the option to act or not act. This contrasts with "shall," which denotes a mandatory requirement.”

i am not seeing a “civil” war in the U.S.. any war is uncivil in nature but in our specific national case—which is more akin to a bankrupt company—there just won’t be the resources, fitness (health), organizational skills, & tolerance for discomfort for the citizenry to actually perform the duties of a civil war. even among, or especially among, the “ya’ll qaeda—qaeda, by the way, means “the base” or “the foundation” so it fits as we hear a lot about the “base”—because they are dealing with and will deal with so much in terms of natural disasters, businesses failing, job losses, loss of the dollar’s purchasing power, disease, food shortages (no one to harvest—in napa grapes are sitting on the vines they are even uprooting them and anyway that is a luxury item), etc. they can only do narrative warfare at this point, streamers—a streamer is just a narrow strip of material, a pennant, waving in the wind, a decoration—can’t conduct a war, pun-ditz can’t conduct a war. pod-cast: cast—to throw bait, to lure—these are linguistic & mental seducers. yes, a streamer or pod-caster can entice people to do dangerous or fatal acts, just like you, the fisher, casts a hook with bait to entice the fish to a sacrificial bite, but such actions won’t be long-standing organizational deployments like in a series of battles. this administration is in place to shut down and sell off pieces of the governmental conglomeration in front of and by agreement with the most potentially dangerous segments of the U.S. population. the illusion/delusion is so deep tho, it is almost surprising even me. in any case, the suffering is going to get worse & people will lose heads literally & figuratively & i would prefer that not to be.

Ge’ez calendar. Tried to overwrite using this day for ‘01 but it is the biblical New Year.

3I/ATLAS also called C/2025 N1 (ATLAS) —-> C1 = Most superior or FIRST cervical vertebrae in the SPINE, also known as the ATLAS bone. “It connects the skull to the spine and is unique because it lacks a vertebral body and spinous process, consisting instead of two arches and lateral masses.” ATLAS — TITAN CARRYING THE CELESTIAL SPHERE. ATLAS — Mountain range in North Africa. 3I —> THIRD EYE

i feel honestly sad that it is taking the slaughter of a young man with a family for people to realize WHAT TIME IT IS. i can see it on their faces, the overconfident pundits who thought they knew it all, and it is dawning on them the dire situation they are in. they ignored & mocked others who were in that same situation. they are not SEALED and thought they were. some of us have been out here trying to explain it but you’d rather lap up the misguided messages of the OWELLs of the world who are hyping you up i.e. lying—maybe not intentionally but they do not know which way is up—just like the jesuits lied, the catholics lied, the so-called -ish lied. the hidden books, the hidden images, the stolen history—all of it. the worst part is THEY KNEW, Jefferson knew, Columbus knew, they knew the real history, they knew the dates—they just did not tell you. so: instead of canonizing a dead child WHY DON’T YOU GIVE US BACK OUR BOOKS, OUR ART, OUR JEWELS, and finally acknowledge who is who before your Titanic sinks?

American Pie Don McLean Long, long time ago I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin', "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll Can music save your mortal soul? And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin', "Bye-bye, Miss American Pie" Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin', "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Now for ten years, we've been on our own And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen In a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lenin read a book on Marx A quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singin', "Bye-bye, Miss American Pie" Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin', "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Helter-skelter in a summer swelter The birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass The players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died? We started singin', "bye-bye, Miss American Pie" Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin', "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Oh, and there we were all in one place A generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died He was singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin', "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Well, I met a girl who sang the blues, and I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away And I went down to the sacred store, where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets, the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost While they caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singin', sing it for me now Bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry (everybody) Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin', "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" They were singin' (what do you say?) "Bye-bye, Miss American Pie" Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin', "This'll be the day that I die"

or…to get the goods.

Oh & I checked up on the Bozo Grovers, you know, regarding the evacuation order that I issued (on higher authority). If you recall last year I picked up an older gentleman who worked there for decades as a server I believe. Elderly Caucasian. Nice gentleman. Was on the corner with his groceries so I gave him a ride home on my way to my July artist’s residency near Monte Rio. The reason I share this story is because he was old. Not likely to work much longer, these trusty servants. And looks like the new crop sued the Grovers! Big surprise. (Don’t worry, they quietly settled). Guess what—they did not commit to keep any secrets. They are not in the Club and they do not do rituals to eviscerate empathy. You saw the Gen Z’s with that Netanyahu podcaster leak when he tried to assemble them under “Chatham rules” and a blonde just live streamed 😂. And so now Tim Pool became Tim Tool! Anyhoo, yeah, it is just a matter of time. And since they are apparently defying the order, they will have to pay much greater consequences & harsher punishments than if they had just quietly departed AS ORDERED.

I’m still on Linebacker 17C because it is such a social metaphor, right? 2020 was that George Floyd script of pain. And now we are here! Hallelujah!!!! It’s like once we sit these Caucraysians down & get them off the plane we will be flying high! Even the Caucasians will be happy or just indifferent as long as they get to consume. We’ll get to live as we are meant to live on Planet Earth.

The Linebacker in 17C had to sit him down! 😂 “this tony hot wannabee from Outer Banks, North Carolina with his skateboard had too many bloody Mary’s…”