Oh No, Joe Bageant is gone … 1946-2011

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After a vibrant life, Joe Bageant died yesterday {March 26} following a four-month struggle with cancer. He was 64. Joe is survived by his wife, Barbara, his three children, Timothy, Patrick and Elizabeth, and thousands of friends and admirers. He is also survived by his work and ideas.

Another “American” Hero gone …

Bageant Moves On

I considered Joe to be the best ‘southern’ writer of his generation. Even if you didn’t agree with all of his viewpoints, he always put a smile on your face.  He was one of those guys who in his healthy times would answer his emails and was as down to earth in his communications as he was in his writings.

His essays and books remain required reading. Maybe one day we’ll see some of his work on the silver screen.

Joe, you will be missed …..


Salbuchi – Forecast 2011: An End Run Towards World Government

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"If you want to be a different fish, you’ve got to jump out of the school"

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Don Van Vliet, aka Captain Beefheart, has now moved on from this vibrational plane. 

To most folks his music was an acquired taste and best appreciated in the altered states of the day but the legend and tall tales of his life make for a story to be remembered.

His death is not important in the overall scheme of today’s world you may say. True, but the footnotes of history sometimes provide a little diversion and stoke some long lost memories… and that’s not always a bad thing.

This 1982 video was rejected by MTV. A compliment in hindsight.

A Curious Case of Cynthia McKinney.

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Les Visible

According to whoever is giving you the information, Cynthia McKinney assaulted a Capitol Police officer at Congress one day… she didn’t have her I.D. It depends on who you talk to. I’ve had my moments with District law enforcement and there’s no telling who you are going to run into, especially in these sensitive times with all those terrorists nudge… nudge… wink… wink… running around. Let’s not get into the sort of self-importance one find in the burgeoning areas of thug industry seen in airports and anywhere people go to travel and move about freely or anywhere people go.

Because of this, Cynthia is considered a wack job by the people who operate and profit from the situations that Cynthia found herself in (and maybe you do to) because these are the same people who shade your news and talk out of your radio while you’re driving wherever you’re driving. She also said that 9/11 was an Inside Job. This was before she had her altercation.

Now Cynthia gets on the boat “Dignity” with some other people to sail some medical supplies into Gaza which is being terrorized by some hi-tech military strikes that were necessary because some people in Gaza didn’t like the way they were being treated and weren’t cooperating with their own extinction. These people in Gaza had been forced into razor wire, checkpoint, strip-search encircling areas of recently bulldozed orchards, homes and farms and were being offered at the ‘one time only’, ‘low, low price’ of free for the abuse of settlers who were bused into areas they used to live in but which are now right next door to where they are now, for the moment. It seems that some of these Palestinians objected to this au natural treatment and launched a few bottle rockets over the wire and walls and what have you into the lands that had once been their own but are not anymore. These are stressful times. I guess people are touchy.

There had been this cease fire between the Palestinians and the occupiers but then the occupiers broke that cease fire and, of course, that made it the Palestinians fault. Well of course it was their fault because they don’t have televisions stations and newspapers to say otherwise and they don’t have money or even food now so… who the fuck are they?

So… anyway Cynthia McKinney, this brash ‘black’ ‘woman’ who likes to assault police officers and make wild-eyed accusations about 9/11 decided that she might want to help the people in Gaza and put a public face on the thing. Why? I don’t know why. According to the people who give you your news it’s a publicity stunt. Those news people, they do a bang up job. Look at the hit they put on the guy that got hit in Gaza just a little while ago. You’ve heard the phrase, “keep your friends close and your enemies closer”? Well here’s a derivative on that theme… keep the press in your crotch so you don’t have to scratch it yourself and keep the people who pay them in your ass cause it’s warmer there and it’s more like what and where they are used to.

So… the Israelis come out into international waters and scatter the waves with machine gun fire and then ram this boat, “Dignity” and some people are asking if it even happened or happened anywhere near the way they said it happened because Cynthia, you know, she likes to push policemen around and she’s got that 9/11 virus. Official sources say that this boat, which isn’t built for the job, took evasive action and that’s why it happened when …the boats that are designed for this sort of thing hit her. Later it was just called an accident that happened three times. The cool thing about dealing with reality instead of fiction is that you don’t have to stretch the truth cause the truth will just stretch itself to contain whatever’s needed to prove once again that truth is stranger than fiction depending on your version of the truth.

I don’t know Cynthia McKinney. I do know that 9/11 was an Inside Job pulled off in a joint operation between Mossad and the CIA along with British intelligence and a few others. I do know that Israel is in the wrong for reasons so clear that if you can’t see them you don’t want to and so I shouldn’t have to lay it all out for you to ignore again.

Since I know who the ‘other guys’ are I’m going to have to take Cynthia at her word because compared to them she’s Mother Mary. I don’t know what she’s like in person, whether I could relate to her but I have seen her conviction when she speaks and she’s got a degree of certitude and what looks an awful lot like integrity as well. Integrity is one of those things you have to look at more than once because you don’t see it very often and sometimes when you come back later to look at it, it isn’t there anymore anyway.

I’ve only got a rough idea about what Cynthia McKinney is like but she ‘seems’ like a kind of Cassandra with ‘tude. She looks like one of those people that bought into all that stuff Martin Luther King used to talk about and she thinks it’s real AND applies across the board…. Meaning wherever people are oppressed, that’s me yesterday and maybe you tomorrow.

People used to ask me how come I liked Pete Rose so much because he did this and he said that. I told them that I don’t have to have dinner with the guy; I just like how he plays baseball. I was a baseball player myself and I understand that Charlie Hustle dynamic. So I don’t have to have dinner with Cynthia McKinney to admire her style. I like her better than any of the other bought off and paid for whores in congress with a couple, possible exceptions. Cynthia may have been one of the only members in congress who didn’t take her marching orders from Israel which may also be why she got muscled out of the club.

You can see where the world is at when someone tries to do a good thing and gets harassed and slandered because she wasn’t out shopping for shoes with Condolezza Rice. It’s okay to do good but… within the parameters of good defined by those who follow that aspect of the Golden Rule which states that those who have the gold make the rules.

I have watched this lady from afar for awhile. When I saw her do the emperor has no clothes thing with 9/11 I thought, “How did they let her in there?” When I heard about the thing with the troglodyte with the badge, I figured they were laying for her. If they can’t catch you in a honey trap then they’ll try to get you to step on the glue board.

I realize that boat thing is symbolic as much as anything. Reason I know that is that I would have been on board myself but I got no profile. However, when you set out to bait the hyena in his den in order to help the plight of a people that no one else seems to give a shit about I have to applaud you for your courage.

Cynthia McKinney is a class act. She puts her life where her mouth is. She doesn’t have to do this and I don’t see how it helps her to get elected again in Georgia.

I just hope that the Israeli’s on the boat that rammed her didn’t have to get counseling afterwards. It ‘s got to be really tough to be an eight hundred pound gorilla in a cage match with a canary ….and to get the people to sympathize with you. I don’t know, somehow they get it done. It’s like some 6’6” serial rapist claiming that the 80 pound 13 year old girl he was doing made him do it AND you believed him. Most of you still do.

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"Mr. President, can you get me a badge from the Bureau of Narcotics and Dangerous Drugs"

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Elvis week is coming up Jan. 8 – 11 and if they have the money the hordes of disciples will converge on Memphis. Here is a brief history of the meeting between Elvis and Nixon, two of the most discussed and bizarre characters of the 20th century. I wonder if Elvis was doped up when he received his badge from the Bureau of Narcotics and Dangerous Drugs? 🙂


Elvis’ letter resulted in famous meeting with President Nixon.

by Bill Carey, The Tennessean Magazine Photobucket

There are hundreds of thousands of photographs owned by the Library of Congress. The most requested on is of a Tennessean, but it’s not Andrew Jackson, Andrew Johnson or Alvin C. York.

On Dec. 21, 1970, Elvis Presley visited President Richard Nixon in the White House. The President and the King of Rock ‘n’ Roll had a friendly conversation lasting about 15 minutes.
The White House photographer snapped a few photographs of the two men, one of whom would be forced out of office four years later; the other would die at the age of 42 seven years later.

Today, one of the photographs is the most-requested image in the Library of Congress.


Here’s the story behind this bizarre encounter:

According to Jerry Schilling, a lifelong friend of Presley’s, the trip started because Elvis was upset about various things things (recent publicity, family matters, etc.) and want to get away from it all.

Presley talked Schilling into flying with him to Washington D.C., but didn’t hint at what he had in mind. Since Presley had no cash (only credit cards), Schilling cashed a $500 check and accompanied his famous friend on the plane. But, in typical Elvis fashion, the $500 didn’t last long. “We get on the plane for an all-nighter (flight) to back to Washington,” Schilling says. “He (Presley) meets a guy coming back for (the) Vietnam (War) and gave him the $500.”

A few minutes later, Presley asked the flight attendant for some stationery. “That was when he started writing the letter to President Nixon, and he asked me to proofread it,” Schilling says. “We flew all night, then dropped it by the White House.”

The letter mentions several organizations that were well known in the American “counterculture” of that time such as the Black Panthers and the Students for Democratic Society (SDS). Here are its contents:

Dear Mr. President:
First, I would like to introduce myself. I am Elvis Presley and admire you and have great respect for your office. I talked to Vice President Agnew in Palm Springs three weeks ago and expressed my concern for our country. The drug culture, the hippie elements, the SDS, Black Panthers, etc. do not consider me as their enemy or as they call it the establishment. I call it America and I love it.

Sir, I can and will be of any service that I can to help the country out. I have no concerns or motives than helping the country out. So I wish not to be given a title or an appointed position. I can and will do more good if I were made a Federal Agent at Large and will help out by doing it my way through my communications with people of all ages. First and foremost, I am an entertainer, but all I need is the Federal credentials. I am on this plane with Senator George Murphy and we have been discussing the problems that our country is faced with.

Sir, I am staying at the Washington Hotel, Room 505-506-507. I have two men who work with me by the name of Jerry Schilling and Sonny West. I am registered under the name of Jon Burrows. I will be here for as long as it takes to get the credentials of a Federal Agent. I have done an in-depth study of drug abuse and Communist brainwashing techniques and I am right in the middle of the whole thing where I can and will do the most good.

I am glad to help just so long as it is kept private. You can have your staff or whomever call me anytime today, tonight or tomorrow. I was nominated this coming year one of America’s Ten Most Outstanding Young Men. That will be on Jan. 18 in my home town of Memphis, Tennessee. I am sending you the short autobiography of myself so you can better understand this approach. I would love to meet you just to say hello if you’re not too busy.

Respectfully, Elvis Presley

PS: I believe that you, Sir, were one of the Top Ten Outstanding Men of America also.
I have a personal gift for you which I would like to present to you and you can accept it or I will keep it for you until you can take it.

The White House security guard gave the letter to Dwight Chapin, a member of the White House staff, who subsequently called Egil “Bud” Krogh, the White House deputy for domestic affairs.

“The King is here.” Chapin said to Krogh.
“King who?” Krogh asked.
“No, not just any two-bit king, the real king. The King of Rock – Elvis. He’s right here in Washington and he wants to see the president.”

A few hours later, Presley was granted a short audience with the chief executive. Here is Krogh’s account of that meeting:

“It was a little bit awkward at first because I’m not sure that Elvis really believed that he was there. They had a really weird discussion about a lot of things that had nothing to do with the talking points I had written. Elvis was telling the president how difficult it was to play in Las Vegas. The president said, ‘I understand , Las Vegas is a tough town.’ And then Elvis said, ‘And you know the Beatles came over here and made a lot of money and said some un-American things.’ And the president looked at me, like, ‘Well what’s this about the Beatles?’

“And then the real reason for the trip finally came out as Elvis said, ‘Mr. president, can you get me a badge from the Bureau of Narcotics and Dangerous Drugs?’

And the president looked and he said, ‘Bud, can we get him a badge?’

And I said, ‘Well, Mr. President, if you want to get him a badge, we can do that.’ He said, ‘Well, get him a badge.’

“Well, Elvis was so happy about this, he steps around the side of the desk and he goes over and he grabs him. And one of my abiding memories while thinking, ‘This is probably the last thing I’ll ever do in the Oval Office.’ was Elvis Presley hugging Richard Nixon … And they parted.

And then Elvis asked if he could bring in his bodyguards, to which the president said, ‘Bud do we have time for that?’ And I thought, ‘You’re this far into it, why not finish it off? So, I said, ‘Yes sir, you’ve got a few more minutes.’

“So (his bodyguards) came in, and the president shook hands with them and told Elvis, ‘You’ve got some big ones here, Elvis.’ And he said ‘Yes’ and the president went behind his desk and opened up the bottom drawer to give them each a gift. Well, Elvis just sensed that there was a lot of stuff in that drawer. So he went behind the desk and as the president is taking out the cuff links and the paperweights and the golf balls, Elvis is reaching in towards the back of the drawer and taking out the real good stuff, the valuable presents – because they were sort of lined up in order of expense, or cost.

“So Elvis starts taking all these things out and he says, ‘Mr. president, they have wives.’ And so he dived back into the drawer and and out come the presents for the wives. And they walked out of there – of course, this was four days before Christmas – with their hands filled with all of these presidential goodies. And after that, we got him a badge, which Elvis, apparently, carried with him for a long time.”

By the way, the gift that Presley mentioned in his letter was a World War II – era Colt .45 pistol. Presley did, in fact, give it to Nixon, but the security guards asked him not to present it to the president in person. ” No guns in the Oval Office was standard policy.” Krogh said. “He (Presley) seemed to take that in good grace.”


Today, it seems likely that such an encounter would immediately be news. But Presley’s meeting wit Nixon remained a secret until 13 months later, when it was reported by Washington Post columnist Jack Anderson. “He (Presley) pulled up in a gaudy Cadillac,” Anderson wrote. “Resplendent in purple suit and cloak, with a gold belt buckle and amber sunglasses, he sashayed through the door. The elegant Elvis had half the secretaries in the building oohing and aahing.”

Elvis’ brief encounter with President Nixon has an interesting footnote that, to the best of my knowledge, has never been written about. About two years later, Presley was being treated for a minor eye problem at Baptist Hospital in Nashville and Gov. Winfield Dunn decided to stop by and pay his respects.

“I didn’t make a big deal of it; in fact, I went completely unaccompanied by anyone else, even a photographer,” recalls Dunn.

While meeting with the governor, Presley pulled out a thick velvet pouch that opened up to several compartments, each of which had a badge on it. “He had all sorts of law enforcement badges – I’m guessing 20 or 25. I’m sure that somewhere in there was the one he had gotten from president Nixon.


The ADL doesn’t like this

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Naming a kid Adolf Hitler or Aryan Nation is pretty crazy but shouldn’t the ADL also speak out against naming babies after other mass murders such as George, Dick, Tony, Ariel…….

Holland Township man names son after Adolf Hitler

Sunday, December 14, 2008

The Express-Times

HOLLAND TWP. | In a living room decorated with war books, German combat knives and swastikas, a 2-year-old boy, blond and blue-eyed, played with a plastic dinner set.

The boy, asked his name, put down a tiny plate and ran behind his father’s leg. He flashed a shy smile but wouldn’t answer. Heath Campbell, 35, the boy’s father, encouraged him.

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“Say Adolf,” said Campbell, a Holocaust denier who has three children named for Nazism.

Again, the boy wouldn’t answer. It wasn’t the first time the name caused hesitation.

Adolf Hitler Campbell — it’s indeed the name on his birth certificate — turns 3 today, and the Campbell family believes the boy has been mistreated. A local supermarket refused to make a birthday cake with “Adolf Hitler” on it.

The ShopRite in Greenwich Township has also refused to make a cake bearing the name of Campbell’s daughter, JoyceLynn Aryan Nation Campbell, who turns 2 in February.

Honszlynn Hinler Jeannie Campbell, a girl named for Schutzstaffel head Heinrich Himmler, turns 1 in April.

“ShopRite can’t even make a cake for a 3-year-old,” said Deborah Campbell, 25, who is Heath’s wife of three years and the mother of the children. “That’s sad.”

A director for the Anti-Defamation League in Philadelphia applauded the supermarket’s decision. An Allentown psychologist said the names would cause problems for the children later in life.

Barry Morrison, a director at the Philadelphia office of the Anti-Defamation League, which works to stop anti-Semitism and bigotry, said the organization had never heard of children named for Hitler, Himmler or Aryan nations.

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The Campbells, Morrison said, “might as well put a sign around their (the children’s) neck that says bigot, racist, hatemonger. What’s the difference? Why not call the kid Peace or Tranquility or Hope or Acceptance?