KP2008JUL02 PANDEMIC CLUSTER****
I seem to be doing better,
even as my situation continues
it's slow-motion implosion ...
along with the rest of the JUSA.
The hexecutives in the trailing
bar-car of the JUSA train-wreck
have mostly survived. Thru a
miracle, the careeening cars
ahead of it slowed it down so
it was barely moving when it
hit the wreckage pile. It came
off the rails and fell over,
cru****ng many former survivors
of the crash, who are displayed
to the annoyed survivors in the
bar car through the windows: like
a giant TV showroom playing pictures
of corpses on every screen. With
the wi-fi down, their laptops are
useless, so they are all frantically
dialing their brokers on cell fones to
sell the railway stock short before news
of the crash leaks out to the market.
Like they say ... crisis is op****tunity.
Somebody is going to benefit from the
railway disaster: why shouldn't it be me?
They are not bothered at all by the dead
people watching through the train windows:
they can watch whatever they like now
.... their lips are sealed forever!
Unfortunately, the tunnel mouth is a
"dead zone" for cell phones, and the
hysterical shriekers are unable to get
any bars. Several die of apoplexy
induced by lost potential profit!
The most ironic deaths of the crash!
I've been in a slow-motion catastrophe
of my own. My left knee swelled up at
the beginning of may. I worked a 12
hour, high stress, crawling-under-
buildings, bad day shortly before.
That may or may not be related.
I was SO into working out that
putting a 5 pound weight on a
swollen leg and kicking it back and
forth for 20 minutes seemed perfectly
natural, so I worked out for three weeeks.
But my knee didn't seem to be improving,
so I stopped working out. [Don't put
a weight on just one leg! It really
messes up your balance!] I've skipped
43 workouts so far. But it doesn't seem
to be improving. Calf and ankle swell
during the day, improve at nite when
I can keep the leg propped up.
It's not nearly as bad as it was a few
years ago, when I had horrible arthritis
too. But I'm hobbling really bad.
It's better-and-worse, but doesn't
seem to be returning to normal.
I really miss my workout!
I miss walking normally too!
When I was a starving student
living in Copenhagen, I got
better free medical care than
I do 35 years later in my own
country. The JUSA is dying.
Literally!
It's not profitable to heal:
so they don't do it anymore:
just diagnose, treat, and bill!
Medicine isn't about healing
people any more; it's about
making money, and protecting
against well-deserved lawsuits.
When my knee swelled up before,
worse, complicated by horrible
arthritis and a Baker's Cyst
on the back of my knee ...
they doctors weren't interested
in my knee at all. They never
examined it or took pictures. I
couldn't get them to talk about it.
They did NOT tell me I could cure my
crippling arthritis in a week with
$20 of gelatine. I don't think they
had ANY CLUE! [?Vioxx?] It took me a
couple more years to discover jello!
They did do an ultrasound on my calf,
decided I had a blood clot [which I
saw NO evidence of] and prescribed
a remedy for potential future blood
clots that I didn't have: rat poison!
They call it Coumadin, but it's the
exact same chemical as Warfarin: the
rat poison. One of the doctor's
objected to me calling their
medicine "rat poison". He told me
"We don't give people rat poison.
We prefer to think the rats are
taking our medicine." Gosh!
I've seen those rats after
they take your medicine!
They look so much
like your patients,
they're DEAD ringers!
I've killed rats with that "medicine!"
I know what they look like when they
die: they're turning purple becuase
they're bleeding out internally.
Extremities go purple first:
paws, feet, nose, face, legs.
The doctors had me re****t to a
room full of people with purple
hands, feet and faces, to have
our blood tested to see if we
had enough rat poison in us to
please the doctors. I never
got like "them," but my finger
tips did start turning purple.
I told the doctor I wasn't
really interested in turning
purple with the rat poison
regimen. A militant nurse
sternly informed me that
I could stop if I wanted ...
but of course if I did that
they were going to charge me
full price for all the services
[such as rat poison, ultrasound,
consulting, emergency room, etc]
that they were then giving me
free as an unemployed indigent ...
and sick the collection agencies
on me for aggressive collection
of my huge bill ... and they
would never treat me again, for
anything ... or I could just
be reasonable and eat the
rat poison like a good boy.
Learn to love The Color Purple!
Get Down with the One-eyed,
One-horned Flying Purple People
Eater! Do as you're told, Mold!
So I spent a couple months eating
rat poison, turning purple, and
buying gas to drive to town to
donate blood to prove I really
was eating my ration of rat poison.
Gotta keep the doctors happy!
That's the solution to being
broke, crippled and unemployed!
What would I do without bureaucracy?
You can't make this stuff up!
I finally escaped from rat poison
extortion by moving to arizona,
and recovered quite well from the
experience. I was healthy enough
to win some racquetball games!
So apparently I did NOT need rat
poison to prevent blood clots.
I got along just fine without it,
despite diligent demented doctor's
dire declarations of doom.
I'm losing some more teeth now,
including those that anchor one
end of my bridge, to an infection
that was implanted in my mouth
about 50 years ago by a dentist.
Ain't modern medicine miraculous!
One procedure provides payoff
dividends for fifty years!
I got some money in during May,
and managed to pay my critical bills,
I even got my new driver's licence.
So I'm still legal! However, the last
month or so has been brutal. My dogs
ran out of crunchies over a month ago.
I fed them oatmeal till that ran out.
Now we're working on split pea soup.
At least I'm a Y2K dinner winner!
In Bagdad, I and my dogs
would have died years ago,
but we're all still fat!
My phone bill was 2 months behind, and
I thought I was facing disconnection, in
a week or so, of my net connection too.
However, I checked my paypal account, and
it had $120! That even included $38 of
royalties from Lulu.com for my book!
Way cool, I finally got a live account
attached to lulu! I was starting to panic,
but now I've got another month or two
without any major fixed bills. No income,
no gas, not much reason to drive anywhere ...
But I'm still legal!
.... as though that
will keep me alive!
I keep thinking about Riverbend
do***enting with horror the
destruction of Iraqi civilization
by the JUSA: her horror, her
sense of incredulous disbelief.
"THIS CAN'T HAPPEN HERE!"
OH YES, IT CAN!
They starved over 7 million
to death during the early 30's,
right here in the good ole JUSA!
Genuine Depopulation!
Courtesty of JUNOWHO!
The last 3 weeks or so have been a
biazarre trip into personal futility.
I built a panelized shed for my
landlord last december, but it
was cold and wet until june, so
I couldn't paint it. I got 4 gallons
of paint from my landlord, and spent
about 2 weeks trying to paint, but
my airless compessor just wouldn't
work right. After a week or 10 days
tearing it apart and putting it back
together, I think I got it working
right again, but I haven't been
able to get more paint for over
a week now. My landlord was a
no show for two appointments to
bring more paint. I'm really
worried about his health. I've been
watching tv and surfing the web:
unable to use my free time and
sunny weather to paint and build.
Three weeks and I still haven't
been able to paint a simple shed.
I could put it up in less than a
day ... if I could just paint it.
At some point it seems clear
there's no point in pu****ng.
My patent question is still up
in the air. No response to
email to my patent lawyer.
Dump it into the public domain,
just to get it known and used?
Patent it myself?: I've got a
buddy who did his own patent.
Will patents be worth anything
at all in a year or two? Is
it better to share the design?
Could a patent lift me out of
poverty? ME?...Who's fought and
avoided the system so studiously
for about four decades now?
Maybe, in the present context,
the whole patent thing is a
great big waste of time?
Are these the death throes
of not just the JUSA, but
the I-own-you system itself?
Maybe I shoulld just ignore
the system, or step over it?
If so, how can I best do that?
Americans are still talking
about retiring and collecting
their pensions? WHAT pensions?
Pensions are funded by stocks
and bonds paying off in dollars.
As the markets and the dollar
both collapse, so do the funds.
If your pension didn't
already go to enron heaven,
it's scheduled to arrive soon!
The people I told back in 2006
that the dollar would collapse in
2007 ... still haven't noticed
that it happened right on time,
and is rapidly plunging further.
They look more quietly desperate,
but can't stand to admit that I
told them exactly what would
happen, and when, and what to
do about it to gain the most:
over a year ahead of time.
Now they don't know how
to preserve their wealth.
They are watching themselves
bleed to death financially.
I don't like watching it either.
It's a grim and deadly situation.
The same thing is happening to
all of us now: we're just at
different points on the same curve.
Just wait until the iran war starts!
There'll be a whole lot of panic
going on then! Pandemic Cluster****!
I think americans watch "reality tv"
to keep their minds OFF of reality ...
at all costs! It's WAY too scary!
I keep thinking that non-duality
must mean NO SEPARATION. All of us
are really the same awareness: just
thinking we are actually separate?
That certainly would hexplain
telepathy: just STOP saying it's
NOT ME! It's so much easier when
you have awe-filled love for "them".
If you don't separate yourself
from someone, you can't call
them "other", or attack them.
Does it make a difference whether
you identify with the ocean, or
a wave? When I identify with
the ocean ... then I'll know.
But I am intrigued by the idea now.
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