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I’ve just finished reading Ozymandias’ latest installment on the U.S. Military/DoD Anthrax vaccine case. Man, oh man—that is some powerful stuff. It’s also a bit like watching a martial arts movie: I want to imitate what I’ve just witnessed, but, who am I kidding? Well, let’s get to it, shall we?
A late-night appetizer, to get us started.
I forgot the News of the Weird link last week. Not again, you bastard!
In my first article, I asked about the Glibertarian Discord set-up. There are quite a few familiar and almost-forgotten names there. Raphael, who straddles both of these worlds, was kind enough to provide a summation for us about the basics—“So Discord functions as a group instant messaging/chat platform. Think of it like Skype but without the video chat. Some articles that have popped up on the classic links threads have also made their way into discussions in the Discord server. There are also articles made by fellow Glibs that are linked to the Discord such as the Hat & Hair series, Woke Charmed Reviews, and The Awesome Adventures of Secret Nazi President Series. All the text-message channels are themed on topics so for example, articles/links/comments relating to firearm laws/gun-related questions are all posted in the specifically named #gun channel. Users can also tag other users in posts so they can be pinged/notified. This helps discussions on a particular issue to be continued with relative ease. There are also voice chat channels too so if some glibs want to play video games together, they can chat/coordinate strategies there too.
I enjoy going between both the Discord and the mother site so I’m okay with either platform. I will admit though that the Discord is a bit easier to catch up on since it is an instant messaging platform and the topic channels there keep conversations mostly organized and on-topic. In the end, I like both services for glibbing it up and plan to keep doing so as long as I can.” — I am starting to use it a bit, myself. There’s a bit of a learning curve for me, as I’m used to seeing used in terms of video game streamers, but, I admit, it can be fun. Not as much fun as waiting around here for your wonderful posts…
As I write this, I am reading that OrangeBadMan has kicked Michael John Bolton to the curb. This will, no doubt, be old news by the time of this post, but, what a wonderfully weird situation. Does this mean there is hope for a reduction in military adventurism for the U.S.?
SP mentioned in her rant thread that TPTB are real-life friends. And, I know that various glibs have met other, various glibs IRL. So, who here is chummy with who, in meat-space (that you are willing to admit to)? How often do these mixers take place? What does it take to get on the invite list, if, say, one were interested in this sort of thing? Where the hell my North Texas Glibs at?
Which leads me to: Vacations. Where do you lot like to get away from your normal lives? Is it season-dependent? Close vs. far? Pricey vs. cheap? I’m not a well-traveled man, so, my selection pool is rather limited. I, personally, love me some Redneck Riviera/Gulf Coast. However, it’s a long car trip, made more difficult the older I get. So, I tend to be happy with Port Aransas. Oops! Really, though; being from the largest U.S. city without a waterway makes me love my state’s crappy coastline that much more. Tell me/us about the ‘Where’, even if it’s bucket list material.
Another YT channel I’d like to pimp: Steve1989MREinfo. The guy tries out various MREs from around the world, including (very) old ones. I don’t actually watch the videos of the rations that are out-of-date; I just show up for the modern ones. The guy seems to have a sharp palate, and a really easy-going disposition. I think he’ll eat just about any kind of food put before him. Give his channel the once-over, and see what he has to offer.
Finally, since we just had the 9/11 anniversary a few days ago, does anyone have a “Where were you?” story for 9/11 that you want to share? I was a new 30-year-old working security with my friend’s dad (my dinner and coffee friend from my 2nd H&H t-shirt article), waiting patiently as I tired to get into my first LE job. I worked overnights there, and saw the first reports as my shift was winding down. I wasn’t fully sure what was going on, and, admittedly, it felt rather far away from me. As I recall, I was taking “wait and see” attitude, since it didn’t really make a lot of sense in my mind, and I kinda-sorta thought I was witnessing aviation issues, not terrorism.
Well, Borderlands 3 has arrived (It better have—Sir Digby on Thursday morning), so, I’m gonna be digging in to that while participating here. As always, if you want me to include something in my posts, drop me a line on my Protonmail account (sir.digby.71). Be excellent to each other!
Dear all: I was inspired by our first crossword and have attempted another. Without cool software, I soldiered through this attempt in Excel; NewWife checked it after a fashion, but there still may be mistakes . . . hope not. The first crossword was small and tight, but I went for big and funny, so crossing for clues will be harder . . . it couldn’t be avoided.
Indeed, the clues are seldom easy because this group has proven itself wise, widely read, and witty. A couple are extremely hard, one because I’ve never seen the word on the site before; otherwise, the clues will be somewhat clear and accessible. Notice the question marks: those are for jokes or sarcasm; it’s hard to tell what qualifies as normal in a Glib crossword, so maybe every clue should end in a question mark? Anyway, this is written only for us, so assume your normal shitlord posture and read into everything in the most cruel, selfish, and kinky way you can achieve.
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Since the first installment was such a smash hit with the author, I am back to entertain myself some more. Almost 300 comments on the last one, about half of which were mine, so, this is a literal no-brainer. If you want in on this, you gotta drop me an email, so I can incorporate your rubbish ideas and claim them for my own share them in an equitable fashion. Let the discussions commence:
Let’s all be cool, even if it’s just for five minutes and twenty seconds.
I can’t help but think of my fellow glibs when I watch this video. Not only do we get to see just how nice a place can become with enough authoritarianism, but, we also find out some helpful trivia regarding the most interesting room in any house. Also, if you’re looking to be enlightened on a daily basis, maybe check out all the available knowledge on the Today I Found Out channel.
Does everyone around here know the story of (former) officer Tom Coleman? He, of the Swisher Sweets saga, in Tulia, Texas? Whether or not he is/was a racist asshole, he’s definitely a dipshit. That there are plenty of officers gypsy cops just like him around the country may be old news, but, it’s still frightening.
You can’t spell “sword” without words. And, you shouldn’t build a sword without sex toys. (Crusty Juggler, I’m looking at you)
CPRM casually brought up the idea of Subaru Horror Theater being animated, and, suggested that he could do it, if the $ is there. I say, fund that mutha! I’d drop some more coin to see it happen–who’s with me? C’mon; raise your hand…
Autumn is fast approaching–“Fall”, to the lazier among us. I’ve seen lots of love for this particular season here on this very site, which makes me wonder why that is. So, tell me why–what am I missing by not experiencing this time of year in your area? It’s nothing big around here, apart from being able to comfortably wear the new jacket and/or long-sleeve shirts I got during the off-season. That, the State Fair, and Cold & Flu season. *Yes, I know many of you have already given adequate justification for it. I’m just trying to generate some nighttime conversations, dammit!
Speaking of the State Fair of Texas…This is where you go to walk around for a few hours in lovely south Dallas Fair Park, buy over-priced crap, and try the best in deep fried goodness. Be warned, though, that it’s difficult to dethrone the King. Life isn’t complete until you’ve had a Fletcher’s Corny Dog and a Big Red. Rest assured, my non-meat-eating brethren and sistren, that they have a veggie dog, too. And, to be honest…I’m just hoping to get some of you down here and watch you deep-throat a fried wiener.
Still speaking of the State Fair of Texas–If any of you degenerates has plans to visit the Fair, or, wants to, I am nowhere near south Dallas any more (Praise Be!). However, I would be more than honored to be a tour guide/fifth wheel if you require. I can also introduce you to some of the best fajitas in existence.
I’ll end this with a shout-out to all the lovely Suzies of the world
Monster Hike is a book in the spirit of Bill Bryson’s A Walk in the Woods and Cheryl Strayed’s Wild. As Avrel Seale approached 50, he decided he needed an adventure. A hike seemed just the thing. He can’t leave his job to spend months hiking the Appalachian or Pacific Crest Trail and doing just a portion doesn’t appeal. He wants to do ALL of something.
He decides to do the Lone Star Hiking Trail through the Sam Houston National Forest in eastern Texas. The trail runs about 100 miles, a distance he thinks he can do in the time he has available. But, unlike most long hike books, Avrel Seale isn’t looking for enlightenment, he’s looking for big foot. He’s convinced that big foot exists and that there is a large population living in the Sam Houston National Forest. He also believes that the USDA and the Dept. of Interior are covering up the existence of big foot and keeping the population down.
Seale has been interested in big foot since he was a kid. He follows the research through books and organizations like the North American Wood Ape Conservancy, the Texas Bigfoot Research Conservancy, and the Bigfoot Field Research Organization. He also follows a podcast called Sasquatch Chronicles.
Seale believes because of the thousands of sightings, video and other evidence. He also notes that the phenomena appears to be worldwide, not just limited to North America and that sightings stretch back in time with consistent details. He subscribes to the theory that big foots can be found in forested areas that receive at least 40 inches of rain annually and that offer prey such as deer. The Sam Houston National Forest fits that description, offering not just white tailed deer, but also wild hogs. It is considered a hot spot for big foot sightings.
So, while Seale follows the standard format of a hiking genre book, detailing the physical challenge experienced and providing some history of the trail, he also discusses why he believes in big foot, the state of the research and what signs of big foot he finds along the way. Along with the usual hiking gear, he brings audio recorders and a camera.
He sets off, alone, and on his very first night completely freaks himself out. He sees and hears a helicopter and gunshots. He thinks it must be the government hunting big foots. He’s convinced (at least in the middle of the night) that he hears big foots killing a white tailed deer. Twice. He also hears ‘tree knocking’, which is thought to be big foots hitting trees to communicate.
He feels better in the daylight and spends the second night in a camp, but still doesn’t sleep well. His brother is acting as support, and meets him at a trail head. Because he has slept poorly, he opts to have his brother pick him up each night and stay in an AirBnB with him. So, hike during the day and stay with his brother for most of the nights.
Near the end of the hike, he finds what he thinks is an 18 inch long footprint. It doesn’t look like a footprint to me, but, I’m not exactly a tracker. He finishes the hike and feels elated at his accomplishment.
As I’ve been reading rock-n-roll biographies, I’ve tried to make it an immersive experience. If the author talks about writing a song, I listen to the song. If they talk about a video, I watch the video. I even bought and drank Trooper beer. So, when Seale discusses (for example) The Bigfoot Field Research Organization, I checked it out. I even listened to part of a podcast. Apparently, through BRFO, you can join expeditions to search for big foot and they will train you in the correct, scientific, techniques. Essentially, you go camping with other people who are interested in finding big foot. Now, if you want to hunt big foot, well, look elsewhere. BFRO is strictly no kill. I bet the people that sign up have a blast!
When this book popped up in my Amazon recommendations (I blame you people!), my first reaction was to roll my eyes. Then, I thought this would be a fun review for Glibertarians. I was right. Seale comes across as plausible. He explains why he believes in ways that mostly stopped me rolling my eyes. For example, to the question of why haven’t we found big foot if it exists – he answers by asserting that we have! There have been more than 10,000 reported big foot sightings. As the book progresses, he points out that even if he’s wrong, no one has been hurt and he has learned science and met interesting people along the way. Not a bad return for any hobby.
Overall, I thought this book was a fun twist on the hiking genre. It didn’t change my mind about big foot, but it introduced me to a whole new sub-culture I had no idea existed. I rate it 3.5 out of 5 stars.
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This week has powerful elements of change, chaos, disorder, mutation, et. al. Our first alignment has the Sun (power) linking up with the Moon (transformation) and MERCURY RETROGRADE (higgledy-piggledy). If that weren’t enough, both of those planets are likewise is houses of instability, with the moon being in Gemini (duality, deception, transition) and MERCURY RETROGRADE being in Cancer (things hidden, shellfish). Unrelated to the above, we have an additional alignment where Saturn retrograde shares the sun with Venus, so expect new beginnings in your love life.
Welcome Leo! In addition to the Sun, you’re playing host to Mars, so enjoy throwing your weight around and crushing your enemies underpaw. Cancer also doubles up on the planets, with the aforementioned MERCURY RETROGRADE and Venus. Which gives us: mistake – veneris – crab. Be careful out there this week.
Unusual draw this week. Usually the glibs are heavy on swords and trumps, with coins in the minority by a good sight. This week, coins dominates. So be on the lookout for moneymaking opportunities, but be careful because that suit also signifies slowness.
Leo: The High Priestess – Secrets, mystery, silence, wisdom, tenacity, science.
Virgo: The Star reversed – Arrogance, impotence, haughtiness
Libra: 4 of Cups – Weariness, disgust, aversion
Scorpio: 3 of Cups – The conclusion of a matter, perfection, happiness, plenty,happiness, victory, solace, healing
Sagittarius: 7 of Coins – Money, business, barter
Capricorn: Wheel of Fortune reversed – Bad Luck
Aquarius: 5 of Coins reversed – Discord, chaos, ruin, profligacy
Pisces: Knight of Coins – Utility, responsibility, interest, rectitude
Ares: 6 of Swords – Journey by water, envoy, expediency
Taurus: 2 of Cups: Love, friendship, passion, union, that which nature has sanctified, concord
Gemini: Queen of Swords – Absence, sterility, sadness, embarrassment
Cancer: 6 of Coins – Gifts, gratification, attention, “now is the time”
3539 CE: New Sydney University Department of Antiquities

…Don’t be fooled, claims by [corrupted] and other members of the one percent. Their privilege is on full display when they say that they don’t see themselves as better than those poorer than themselves. The rich and super wealthy can cruise through life without a thought about their place in society. … ignorant of the fact that the most disadvantaged must constantly remember that they are less than the elites who don’t even recognize their existence…
When Romneyesqe platitudes … ignoring the lived experiences …
The curator examined the artifact again and again. Even after several years of study, Late Period English was difficult for her to understand. However many times she tried to read this sermon, this passage twisted her in knots.
Romneyesqe
That word was giving her particular troubles. Despite many attempts she could not find a single source to compare the meaning of the word. Even searching for the root Romney pulled in no results. Jotting it down on her notepad she moved on with the text.
… Whiteness demands that others overlook the vast inequality it generates and absolve each individual of the crimes they perpetuate. They insist that by making empty assertions of class-blindness, that they are free from any spot of culpability in the system they benefit from… destroying and oppressing people of color and the most disadvantaged.
This was a common articulation in the holy texts, and this was not the oldest form. The piece was dated to the Early to Mid 21st Century, with similar passages being well known. Yet it was the first derivation that she had seen to absolutely equate whiteness with class. No hint of metaphor, but a one-to-one relationship. It was this passage that attracted her to this artifact. She felt it held a key to unlocking more information regarding the collapse of the ancient world.
A 5 minute warning popped up on the terminal. She quickly scanned the document again for any additional words to cross check, and then disconnected. As she got up to leave, a thought flashed through her mind. Perhaps he would know. She disliked the Maslow, but the more she thought about it the stronger she felt that she had to ask him for help…
She entered the Department of Anglo studies and walked down the long hall. The Stone Floor clacked as she stepped across it revealing her presence to the entire building, but nobody stirred to greet her. On the wall was a large board with a directory pinned to it. She scanned down the list. “Dr. Henrie Maslow: 115“. She proceeded down the hall. As she approached room 115 she could hear a muffled discourse before the door swung open and a young red-faced man walked out of room 115. Peering in, there was an older gentleman, white mustache half concealing a wicked smile. Their eyes locked, and he sat up straight.

“Well, what brings our beloved Curator to my humble office?”
“Is this a bad Time?”, she hoped.
“Hardly, that was merely an … academic discussion between a student and his professor”. He motioned her in with his hand. “What can I do for you?”
“It’s about a passage I’ve been studying, part of the Mother Jones collection, It has been particularly difficult to understand, it’s ancient from the Early Collapse”
“Hmm, yes the religious texts often are, especially from that period” He noted. She rolled her eyes and continued. “Yes i was hoping you could help me out with a few words.”. Maslow looked her over, “You know I had heard you were back at your studies of the Collapse, isn’t that what lost you your last job?”. She began to remember why she didn’t want to come see him. “Are you going to help or not?”
“Of course, of course, but kindly leave me out of your acknowledgments in your next paper, I have a reputation”. He may have been teasing but it still stung. She pulled out her notepad, sat down and they began to work.
It’s everybody’s favorite time, astrologically speaking… MERCURY RETROGRADE! Stock up on ammunition, gold and water purification equipment, but you know, more so.
What does that mean this week? Well last week, we had the Venus-Sun-Mercury “Lucky in Love,” but insteading of moving out of alignment, Mercury decided to stick around but slam on the breaks and back over that resulting in Venus-Sun-MERCURY RETROGRADE “Unlucky in Love.” The really nasty bit is that it’ll be backing into Cancer on Friday, which means a) sucks to be you if you’re a Cancer, and b) be outrageously careful when driving, since the odds of dying in a distracted driving incident (or a prize fight) go way up then. This is intersecting also with the Earth and Mars, so be prepared for squabbles on the home front, likely related to the unlucky in love bit.
Cancer needs to be careful on Friday as mentioned earlier, But for the rest of the week Leo has to deal with it along with Mars, so be prepared for petty bitchiness and back-biting and a massive surge in prima-donnery. I’m not expecting to put up any new best scores since Sagittarius (the sign of marksmen) is hosting both the moon and Jupiter retrograde, both of which will be doing their damnedness to pull my groups apart and off-center. If you’ve noticed, most of the sky has gone retrograde, so prepare for the Force to not be with you for a while.
The cards tend to agree, 2/3 of the cards are reversed. And also really heavy on the swords and cups, so there’s some serious dynamic tension there, coupled with failure signs. Interestingly enough the two upright Majors are both virtues, so perseverance is advised.
Cancer: 7 of Wands reversed – Perplexity, embarrassments, anxiety
Leo: Queen of Swords reversed – Malice, bigotry, artifice, prudery, deceit
Virgo: Strength reversed – weakness
Libra: Justice – Equity, rightness, probity
Scorpio: 5 of Cups reversed – News, affinities, alliances, false projects
Sagittarius: The High Priestess reversed – Passion, ardor, conceit, surface knowledge
Capricorn: 6 of Swords reversed – Declaration, publicity, confession
Aquarius: 5 of Swords reversed – burial, obsequies
Pisces: 3 of Cups – Merriment, happiness, successful completion
Aries: 7 of Cups reversed – Desire, will, determination
Taurus: Temperance – Economy, frugality, moderation, management
Gemini: 4 of Cups reversed – Novelty, omen, new instructions