The Kindergarten Rules is the first installment of a series of seven that describe and advocate the Sacred Nonaggression Principle (SNaP)—my book advocating that we hold the nonaggression principle (banning the initiation of physical force) as the highest standard in social systems. Continue reading
A remarkable experience, this film by Ang Lee. A significant cinematic achievement on several levels, three that I can think of immediately:
And to top it all off, perhaps the most important quality lies in the story’s tug on the heartstrings as one puts oneself in the shoes of the protagonist at the end. The emotional scale is huge in this resolution, amplified by the fact that the viewer has been through the wringer of a 200+ day ordeal of survival at sea. Continue reading
As my guest column today, I’m publishing a long excerpt of observations about the recent terror bombing by noted self-empowerment journalist and author, Jon Rappoport, truly at the top of the list in my pantheon of true heroes—and truth heroes—of the species. Jon has blown the whistle on every crime of the Men of the Power Sickness, from AIDS to psychiatric drugs. But his central mission in life appears to be liberating individual human consciousnesses from the ‘Matrix’ created by these defective controllers. Who seem to be behind every recent act of mass terror in the US… time, and independent journalists like Rappoport, will tell whether the Boston Marathon bombing is another piece of their work. — ed Continue reading
We left it in the previous incarnation of Omamacare (VI) that I was walking on air, with a view to having found that magic bullet—it was to be nutrition that would bring Mom back to full function, symbolically in her stated desire for a simple hamburger—to keep her going. Sadly, no sooner had I taken sleep and nourishment back at home then returned to the hospital next day (Valentine’s Day of all days), that my hopes were dashed. Lying in the bed there in luxo-suite C341, she’s being dialyzed and showing no real signs of thriving. Still, I hope to see improvement after dialysis and rest, with another hit of the enhanced nutrients, later in the day. Continue reading
These new Donut Hole columns I’m writing are intended to be lighter fare, humorous, at least nonpolitical.
Still it’s difficult to make commentary that doesn’t bear on politics in some way: my first two Donut Holes dealt with sexploitation advertising with a mind-control agenda and how the Wizard of Oz shows political power to be illusory, respectively. Both of which try to illuminate threats to freedom and how to best respond. But I’m going to try again today, to stay light and away from politics, taking my comments from a dream so vivid I immediately rose to write it down: Continue reading
Rannulph Junuh: Grow up Hardy!
Hardy Greaves: It ain’t time for me to
grow up, Mr. Junuh.
Rannulph Junuh: You’re daddy is out sweeping streets because he took every last dime he had, and used it to pay up every man and woman he owed and every business who worked for him, instead of declaring bankruptcy like everyone else in town, including your best friend Wilbur Charles’ dad, Raymond, which is why he’s able to sit around all day long on his dignity! Your daddy stared adversity in the eye, Hardy. And he beat it back with a broom. Continue reading
Icing as in ‘on the Cake’… of the (reasonably) obvious truth of things. As I point out in my book, The Truth Torpedo, Pete Hendrickson’s book Cracking the Code: The Truth about Taxation in America shows conclusively that—even if we have dozens of moral reasons to cease funding the federal government—the fact is most of us legally owe it nothing anyway. At least nothing via the so-called income tax. Each of us who practices the Hendrickson ‘system’ owes it to ourselves and our country and out progeny to spread the word… to the Alex Joneses, Mike Adamses, Paul Joseph Watsons, Jon Rappoports, and all the rest who stand at the pinnacle of the truth, liberty, and justice Continue reading