12:55 pm CDT
The New Temptation




12:31 am CDT
Big Brother UK

Steve Watson: UK Police State, Surveillance Society Out of Control: Crude propaganda posters mirror images from Orwell's 1984


12:27 pm CDT
Big Brother USA

NYPD Deploys First of 500 Security Cameras

We are told that surveillance cameras are never abused by their operators, each of whom can supposedly be trusted not to use the awesome technology at their disposal to engage in despicable or outright illegal behavior. But this information is false: camera-operators are not angels; they are subject to the same prejudices, temptations and corruptions that we all struggle with; camera-operators get bored or arrogant and abuse their cameras on a regular basis. To confirm this, one only has to keep up with the news being reported from around the world, which is precisely what we plan to do here, on this page, in chronological order ...
Abuses of Surveillance Cameras


6:17 am CDT
The Tiger Shark

DREAM: After a long, exhausting series of adventures in Dream Land, I decide it is time to wake up. "Farewell, dream people," I say. Extending my arms straight outward, I will myself to wake up ...

Awake now, I get out of bed and walk across the living room to my wife's room. She is lying in bed.

"I'm awake now," I say.

She sits up. "Are you sure?" she asks. Suddenly I'm not so sure; the surroundings do not look quite right.

I decide to test my wakefulness by levitating. "You're right," I say, as I rise three feet into the air and begin floating around the room, "I'm still dreaming. If I were awake, I couldn't do this ..."

Later I find myself in the hallway of the elementary school in Mansfield. I peak into the classrooms and am surprised to discover that all the old teachers are still there. And they look the same; no one has aged. Also, Mrs. Spencer is still on crutches, just as she was those first two months of the third grade ...

I go down a corridor of cheap wood paneling and peeling linoleum, and find myself in the sunlit room of an old house. I am a little black boy.

There are two or three people in the room, including an old black woman with a kerchief over her hair. She is a medicine woman renowned for her healing powers. She tells me to lie down on a bed.

"Look at that boy's feet," she says to the others in the room. They look at my feet. I look too. My feet are bruised and cut and blistered, also swollen and malformed.

The medicine woman prepares a healing bath. I look forward to the bath, but do not get to experience it. For I have now become myself again. I leave the little boy and walk outside, heading west across the field behind the high school in Cleburne.

As I walk past the band hall, I overhear some people talking about the little boy. I learn that government scientists are subjecting him to a painful surgical procedure; a certain body chemical is being extracted from his body for the benefit of rich society women who wish to remain young and beautiful forever. His pain is nothing to them; their vanity is all that matters.

"The more beautiful they make their bodies," I think, "the uglier their souls become."

I turn around and, crossing the UT-Austin campus, go back to the little boy. His room is now crowded with society types having a cocktail party. I walk among them, angry.

At some point, I grow an extra tooth on top of my two front bottom teeth; it is loose, my tongue constantly pushes at it. I want it out of my mouth.

Across the room a society woman grins at me. I spit on the floor to show my contempt for her. The tooth comes out.

Just then, the medicine woman appears. She picks up the tooth and hands it to me. It is much bigger than I realized, and it is pointed.

"Your anger caused you to grow it," she says. "It is a very powerful talisman."

I bend the tooth, creating a figurine in the shape of a tiger shark.

Nearby, a young man exclaims, "That is a perfect figurine!"

"Did you play with figurines when you were a child?" asks the medicine woman.

"No," he says, "we did not have figurines. All we had were video games ..."

6:29 pm CDT
Ground Zero Cavalcade



My good friend here in Austin, Patrick McCook, occasionally sends me his wonderful drawings. Above is his latest, entitled "Ground Zero Cavalcade." I just had to share this one with everyone. Thanks, Patrick!

11:45 am CDT
NEW SHOW NOW ON LINE

Once again for your listening mispleasure, the latest edition of my show is now on line. The 37-minute show is packed with straight talk, various oddball bits, and great music including hot tracks from the Delta Devils and Liz Talley. Download the mp3 file HERE. Hope you enjoy it. Happy Easter! ...

2:05 pm CDT
Big Boy in 3D



Get out your 3D glasses, kids. Red lens on the left eye, blue on the right ...
LINK


1:45 pm CDT
Charlie Sheen Takes 9/11 Truth to National TV

Read about his appearance on ABC's Jimmy Kimmel Live and see the video HERE


1:39 pm CDT
CiviLIEsation

My friend in Berkeley, Mo Lohaus, has launched an excellent new website, Civiliesation, that will be covering a wide range of issues relating to the New World Order. His first article is a must-read: 2006 Bay Area Earthquake, Coming Soon


1:32 pm CDT
Thoughts on Waco 13 Years Later

Pat Hartman: Cruel April ... "Waco" Seeds