Someone is looking at whatever you do, so always present your most charming you ~ FlyingSnail graphic by C. Spangler ~ Open Flying Snail Views in new tab or window
During times of universal deceit, telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act. ~ George Orwell

Thousands of times every month, we give governments information about Apple customers and devices, in response to warrants and other forms of legal process. We have a team that responds to those requests 24 hours a day. Strong encryption does not eliminate Apple’s ability to give law enforcement meta-data or any of a number of other very useful categories of data. Lisa Jackson, Apple Computer executive

Despite what you would like to believe, SnowWhite&theSevenDwrafs is not the eight character password you are looking for!

Cree Prophecy

Only after the last tree has been cut down,

Only after the last river has been poisoned,

Only after the last fish has been caught,

Only then will you find money cannot be eaten.

Throughout America's adventure in free government, our basic purposes have been to keep the peace; to foster progress in human achievement, and to enhance liberty, dignity and integrity among people and among nations. To strive for less would be unworthy of a free and religious people. Any failure traceable to arrogance, or our lack of comprehension or readiness to sacrifice would inflict upon us grievous hurt both at home and abroad. ~ Dwight D. Eisenhower

_if_ _then_

Halloween 2021

Internet is dead

BOO !!!

Dear Citizens of the World ~ BOO
Click for Text Only pagePatriot Act Telecom Crimes DenialistDrop Dead

Uh... BOO !!! ?

Boptime ~ w/Even Steven Leech ~ Saturday Mornings

Even Steven's Boptime

We begin with an hour of oldies back to back to back starting at 6am (EDT) Saturday on Boptime. At 7am (EDT) in The Early Hour we observe Halloween in a special way by focusing on Edgar Allan Poe, who shares some history with Newark. We’ll hear related readings from Dr. John, Christopher Walken and others relating to Poe. We begin the 8am (EDT) hour with a visit to the Club Baby Grand with recordings from Lem Winchester, Clifford Brown and Gerald Price. After that we’ll slide over to Clifford’s Corner with co-host Larry Williams to play some jazz recordings and some R&B, some of which may be seasoned with some Halloween flavorings. ~ Steve

BOPTIME: Saturday, 6 AM Eastern, 3 AM Pacific time
Go To:
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Dahbud Mensch ~ Stuck in the middle with WHO ? ~ Stuff Worth Repeating

1961 Politics
JFK speak, 1961
...still happening Today?

For we are opposed around the world by a monolithic and ruthless conspiracy that relies on covert means for expanding its sphere of influence--on infiltration instead of invasion, on subversion instead of elections, on intimidation instead of free choice, on guerrillas by night instead of armies by day. It is a system which has conscripted vast human and material resources into the building of a tightly knit, highly efficient machine that combines military, diplomatic, intelligence, economic, scientific and political operations. ~ President John F. Kennedy, Waldorf-Astoria Hotel, April 27, 1961 [President Kennedy was murdered November 22, 1963]

Internet is dead ~ graphic by C. SpanglerSomeone is looking at whatever you do, so always present your most charming you ~ Graphic by C. Spangler ~ Open Flying Snail Views in new tab or windowDenialist Reconstruction ~ graphic by C. Spangler

We can use words to denote not only objects and events in the outside world but also more abstract concepts. This ability leads to another strikingly human characteristic, one that is seldom mentioned: our almost limitless ability for self deception.......Whatever the answer, the only sensible way to arrive at it [Nature's secrets] is through detailed scientific research. All other approaches are little more than whistling to keep our courage up. Man is endowed with a relentless curiosity about the world. We cannot be satisfied forever by the guesses of yesterday, however much the charms of tradition and ritual may, for a time, lull our doubts about their validity. We must hammer away until we have forged a clear and valid picture not only of this vast universe in which we live but also of our very selves. ~ Francis Crick (1989: 263): The Astonishing Hypothesis

Paul Krassner ~ Investigative Satirist

Curtis's rec.gdead Nethead T-Shirt
Without love in the dream, It will never come true.
J. Garcia / R. Hunter

Grateful Dead Story ~ Egypt 1978

by Paul Krassner

In 1978, when I got fired from Hustler, Ken Kesey had invited me to come to Egypt with the Merry Prankster, where the Grateful Dead would be playing at the pyramids. Now, Cairo was buzzing with pedestrians--some barefoot, others wearing platform shoes from the Third World Dumping Ground Bazaar. Automobiles were busy trafficking in anarchy, and taxicab drivers hailed you. Donkeys were pulling carts, bicyclists were avoiding goats, and kids were playing soccer on dirt roads in front of stores selling gold souvenirs.

The same merchants who were suspicious that Israel's Six Day War had been a convenient way of testing U.S. weapons would gladly sell you a bomb casing which had been engraved with hieroglyphics and was now an umbrella stand for your foyer. And the same tourists who swatted away beggars trying to sell simulated scarabs for pennies were quite willing to pay a few bucks for a glass of 7-Up.

Suddenly an incongruous quartet of semi-trailer trucks invaded the rhythm of the city. They were bearing sound equipment lent by the Who to the Dead. Kesey's Day-Glo sneakers were peeking out from under his galabea--a long skirt-like piece of clothing worn by Egyptian men. We each chose our own fabric. Kesey described rock impresario Bill Graham's fabric as "the wallpaper on the upper rooms in the old Fillmore." I had a resistance to buying a galabea but I stood reluctantly on the measuring table.

"Okay," I said, "I'll get one to wear here in Egypt, but I'm definitely not gonna walk down Castro Street with it on."

So there we were, the Merry Pranksters and the Grateful Deadheads, a roving gang of professional weirdos in tie-dye T-shirts, foreigners in our own country yet serving now as unofficial good will ambasadors while, simultaneously, Jimmy Carter was bringing Anwar Sadat and Menachem Begin together at Camp David. But we had our own agenda--to make the Sphinx smile.

This trip was a personal vision of the Dead's manager, Richard Loren, who had been to Egypt five times. He had read the Koran thoroughly and had built this musical pilgrimage from the bottom up, just the way the Pyramids themselves were originally constructed, with a foundation held together by a combination of sweat, manure and dedication.

Bob Weir looked up at the Great Pyramid and cried out, "What is it!"

Actually, it was the place for locals to go on a cheap date. The Pyramids were surrounded by moats of discarded bottlecaps. The Dead were scheduled to play on three successive nights at an open-air theater in front of the Pyramids, with the Sphinx looking on. A bootleg tape of Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis doing filthy schtick was being used for a preliminary sound check. Later, an American general would complain to stage manager Steve Parish that the decadence of a rock'n'roll band performing here was a sacrilege to five thousand years of history.

"Listen," Parish said, "I lost two brothers in 'Nam, and I don't wanna hear this crap."

The general retreated in the face of those imaginary brothers. But there were a couple of real injured veterans. Grateful Dead drummer Bill Kreutzmann had fallen off a horse and broken his arm. The horse was unscathed but recommended that Kreutzmann be shot. However, he would still be playing with the band, using one drumstick. Or, as an Arabian fortune cookie might point out, "In the land of the limbless, a one-armed drummer is king."

Basketball star and faithful Deadhead Bill Walton's buttocks had been used as a pincushion by the Portland Traiblazers so that he could continue to perform on court even though the bones of his foot were being shattered with pain he coudn't feel. Having been injected with painkilling drugs to hide the greed rather than heal the injury, he now had to walk around with crutches and one foot in a cast under his extra-long galabea. Maybe Kreutzmann and Walton could team up and enter the half-upside-down sack-race event.

The proceeds of the three concerts would go to the Department of Antiquities and Madame Sadat's Faith and Hope Society, a charity for handicapped children. The official program had an Arabic translation of Grateful Dead biographies. An air of incredible excitement permeated the first night. Never had the Dead been so inspired. Backstage, Jerry Garcia was passing along final instructions to the band.

"Remember," he said, "play in tune."

The music began with Egyptian oudist Hamza el-Din, backed up by a group tapping out ancient rhythms on their 14-inch-diameter tars--pizza-like drums--sooned joined by Mickey Hart, a human butterfly with drumsticks, then Garcia ambled on with a gentle guitar riff, then Kreutzmann, then Phil Lesh, Donna, Keith, and as the Dead meshed with the percussion ensemble, basking in total respect of each other, Bob Weir segued into the opening chords of Buddy Holly's "Not Fade Away."

"Did you see that?" Kesey said. "The Sphinx's jaw just dropped!"

Sound engineers John Cutler and Dan Healy had attempted to wire the Pyramid for a special echo effect. They set up an FM transmitter on top of the Sphinx, a battery-operated receiver on top of the Great Pyramid, and ran cable around two sides and into the King's Chamber where the acoustics were most favorable. But it didn't work. One theory was that the permission of the gods had not been sought, but Cutler blamed it on tourists who had trampled on the cables.

"I'm a total realist," he said. "I don't believe in any magic or supernatural power ascribed to the Pyramids. I know it's an unpopular attitude around here, but I paid no attention to Pyramid power. Maybe next year."

I had heard that the sound of the universe was D-flat, so that's the note I chanted while sitting in the tub-like sarcophagus at the center of gravity in the Great Pyramid after having ingested liquid LSD that a Prankster had smuggled into Egypt in a plastic Visine bottle. It was only as I breathed in deeply before each extended Om that I was forced to ponder the mystery of those who urinate there.

Outside, I interviewed a camel named R2D2 after the Star Wars character.

Q. What's your theory on who goes in there to urinate?
A. I don't know. And what's more, I don't gve a dung.

Q. Why are you so bitter?
A. Well, if you must know, my testicles still hurt. My master squeezed my scrotum between a pair of bricks.

Q. Jeez, what a terrible accident.
A. Accident, my hump! He did it on purpose so that in my painful response I would skwoosh up enough water to last for twenty days. The lazy bastard!

Q. Wow, I guess it's not easy being a camel.
A. You ain't kidding, pal. These Pyramids may represent the cradle of civilization to you, but to me they are simply reminders of 5,000 years of oppression.

Q. Things haven't improved much for you, huh?
A. We have always been the victims of human chauvinism. Did you know that the first interuterine birth control devices were used in camels? My great-grandmother had pebbles put into her uterus to prevent her from getting pregnant on long journeys.

Q. Well, at least it wasn't permanent sterilization. I mean you're here, right?
A. Yeah, and I have the freedom to piss wherever I want.

Q. Except inside the Pyramid.
A. Listen, you seem like an okay guy, so I'll answer your question. It ain't sacrilegious visitors who take a leak inside the dead king's temple, it's just jaded guides. Hey, you wanna go for a ride now?

Q. Sure, why not?
A. [Singing] I'll never be your beast of burden....

Every morning, my Prankster roommate, George Walker, climbed to the top of the Pyramid. He was in training. It would be his honor to plant a Grateful Dead flag on top of the Great Pyramid. He attached it to a wooden pole at the peak of the pyramid where the stone block that should've been the final piece was missing. It was a thrill to see that flag waving in the breeze. Athough the skull-and-lightning-bolt image was now an international symbol, the Dead remained a purely American band--they had performed at benefits for the San Francisco Diggers, the Black Panther Party, the anti-Vietnam-war movement--and so now the planting of this flag was our Iwo Jima.

* * * * *

There was something especially magical about the third concert on Saturday. I had a strong feeling that I was involved in a lesson. It was as though the secret of the Dead would finally be revealed to me, if only I paid proper attention. Kesey had arranged for a full eclipse of the moon, and Egyptian kids were running through the streets shaking tin cans filled with rocks in order to bring it back.

"It's okay," I assured them, "the Grateful Dead will bring back the moon."

And, sure enough, a rousing rendition of "Ramble On Rose" would accomplish that feat. The moon returned just as the marijuana cookie that Bill Graham gave me started blending in with the other drugs. Graham no longer wore two wristwatches, one for each coast. He now wore one wristwatch with two faces.

There was a slight problem with an amplifier, but a sound engineer said that it was "getting there."

"Getting there ain't good enough," Jerry Garcia replied. "It's gotta fuckin' be there."

His sense of perfectionism was matched by his sense of absurdity.

Between songs, I said to him, "I'm from the Jewish Defense League, and we demand equal time. Never again!" Garcia looked puzzled, so I added, "Well, maybe sometimes?"

He shrugged and said, "Once in a while."

This was a totally outrageous event. The line between incongruity and appropriateness had disappeared along with the moon. The music was so powerful that the only way to go was ecstatic. That night, when the Dead played "Fire On the Mountain," I danced my ass off with all the others on that outdoor stage as if I had no choice.

"You know," Bill Graham confessed, "this is the first time I ever danced in public."

"Me too," I said.

That was the lesson.

The next day, a dozen of us had a farewell party on a felucca--an ancient, roundish boat, a kind of covered wagon that floats along the river. Garcia was carrying his attache case, just in case he suddenly got any new song ideas. There were three guides who came with our rented felucca: an old man whose skin was like corrugated leather; a younger man who was his assistant; and a kid whose job was to light the "hubbly-bubbly"--a giant water pipe which used hot coals to keep the hashish burning.

We were all completely zonked out of our minds in the middle of the Nile. The Egyptians kept us dizzy on hash and we in turn gave them acid. The old man mumbled something--our translator explained, "He says he's seeing strange things"--and he gave me the handle of the rudder to steer, which I managed to do in my stoned stupor. The felluca was now the vehicle of our cultural exchange.

My psyche had become a study in paradox on this trip. While I was still unwinding from my experience at Hustler, I was simultaneously adapting to Egyptian consciousness, where a woman had to be clothed from head to foot with a chador so that only her eyes were showing. The mere sight of her flesh was officially barred because it could create anxiety and excitement in a man. A woman was not permitted to worship with men because her presence would serve as a distraction from Allah.

Although I had never driven a car by choice, if I were a Moslem woman, I wouldn't even be permitted to learn. I would be allowed to walk, but it would have to be several feet behind a man. While the men in my family were enjoying a hearty meal in the dining room, my place would remain--literally--in the kitchen. I would not be allowed to vote, let alone run for office. If I wanted to go shopping, I would not only have to be accompanied by a man who would make the purchase, but I would also have to keep my gaze down because eye contact might upset the shopkeeper.

The women in our group were indpendent, though. I went to a hashish parlor with Mountain Girl and Goldie Rush, and the men there stared in disbelief because this was usually an exclusively male stronghold. Nikki Scully decided to walk around the streets of Cairo wearing chador. She said that the non-verbal message she kept getting from her eye contact with Egyptian women was: We are one! We are one! We are one! Of course, she might well have been projecting her own feminist attitude.

Coincidentally, Ruth Carter Stapleton was visiting Egypt. She had been conducting prayer meetings and inner healing sessions. When Washington Post reporter Rudy Maxa told her I was in Cairo, she asked him to invite me to meet with her.

"After all," she said, "mine is supposed to be a ministry of reconciliation, isn't it?"

But when Maxa wrote in the Post, "Only the inability to determine Krassner's whereabouts saved him from a dose of inner healing at the base of the Pyramids that afternoon," he had no idea that I'd been tripping on acid and chanting inside the Pyramid that same afternoon.

On the return flight from Egypt, many of us ate whatever dope was left, and we had an extremely pleasant trip. I joined the Mile High Club, making love with Mobilia Growlight in the airplane bathroom.

"This," said Mobilia, "is really flying United."

Back in the States, I wrote to Ruth Carter Stapleton, expressing my surprise that she wanted to meet me inasmuch as she had previously asked Larry Flynt to fire me. She phoned in response to my letter.

"I want to apologize," she said. "I had been advised that you were not the correct individual to change the image of Hustler, but I shouldn't have judged you before I met you. I don't usually judge people before I meet them."

"Well, if you were a true Christian," I teased, "you wouldn't judge me even after we had met."

She laughed graciously. Then we talked about the blatant contrast between Hustler and Egypt.

"I went from one extreme to the other," I told her. "It was like getting out of a hot sauna and jumping into the freezing snow."

"How do you mean that?"

"Well, I had gone from showing pink to wearing chador."

Boptime ~ w/Even Steven Leech ~ Saturday Mornings

Even Steven's Boptime

We begin with an hour of oldies back to back to back starting at 6am (EDT) Saturday on Boptime. At 7am (EDT) in The Early Hour we present some of the symphonic work of James P. Johnson, the American pioneer of the stride piano who played a role in the transition from ragtime to jazz. At 8am (EDT) Larry Williams returns as we meet on Clifford’s Corner to play some choice jazz sides and rare R&B~ Steve

BOPTIME: Saturday, 6 AM Eastern, 3 AM Pacific time
Go To:
Click on a listening link below the WVUD logo:
WVUD 91.3

Boptime available locally in DE on WVUD-FM 91.3, Shoutcast [Search: WVUD], and TuneIn

Notes from ~@~

October 16, 1965
A Tribute to Dr. Strange

A Trbute to Dr. Strange, October 16, 1965 Poster

In October 1965, a small commune called the Family Dog threw an unusual dance at Longshoreman's Hall, starring a rock band called the Charlatans that had played the previous summer at the Red Dog Saloon, a restored silver rush dance hall in Virginia City, Nevada. The second-billed group, which had an even weirder name, Jefferson Airplane, was making its first appearance outside the Marina District nightclub it had opened the month before. The third act on the bill, the Great Society, featured a former model from Palo Alto named Grace Slick.

George Hunter, Dan Hicks, Mike Wilhelm, Mike Ferguson, Richie Olsen The Charlatans, 1964, Golden Gate Park Conservatory
George Hunter, Dan Hicks, Mike Wilhelm, Mike Ferguson, Richie Olsen
The Charlatans, 1964, Golden Gate Park Conservatory

More than a thousand people turned up for the dance. Hair flowing over their collars, the revelers were dressed cheerfully in colorful discards plucked from thrift stores. Many were on LSD, as were many of the musicians. Virtually everyone who attended "A Tribute to Dr. Strange," as he dance was called, seemed to have the same thought about the gathering: "I didn't know there were this many of us."

Terry Dolan Tribute / Mike Wilhelm ~ "High Coin" via Jesse Block

NONE of the ABOVE should be a valid choice on Voter Ballots!

Boptime ~ w/Even Steven Leech ~ Saturday Mornings

Even Steven's Boptime

We begin with an hour of oldies back to back to back starting at 6am (EDT) Saturday on Boptime. At 7am (EDT) on The Best of Broadway we’ll bop back to this day in 1960 with the original cast album of Bye Bye Birdie, the first Broadway musical about 1950s teen rock n’ roll culture. At 8am (EDT) on Rockabilly Ridge, Michael Ace spins some tunes about music, then at 9am (EDT) we return to this day in 1960, when JFK was running against Tricky Dicky for the first President of the United States of what would become a tumultuous new decade. ~ Steve

BOPTIME: Saturday, 6 AM Eastern, 3 AM Pacific time
Go To:
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Notes from ~@~

Columbus Day Is A
Celebration of Holocaust

Columbus wanted poster

Grand Theft, Genocide, Racism, Initiating the Destruction of a Culture, Rape, Torture, and Maiming of Indigenous People and Instigator of the Big Lie.

Indigenous Elders Share Ancient Teachings ~

Native Americans Have Been Fighting Terrorism Since 1492
Native Americans Have Been Fighting Terrorism Since 1492

Elemotho ~ A Dose of Reality, featuring, John Trudell ~

Open No More Genocide, Abolish Columbus Day

John Trudell ~ Perceptions of Reality ~

United Native America
United Native America

Today's Secret Question

Today's Secret Question Is:
Today's Secret Question Is:

What Is Your
Internet Geolocation?

Remember Kids, every time you hear:


Scream Real Loud:

Have we sold our souls
to internet giants

From TVs that listen in on us to a doll that records your child's questions, data collection has become both dangerously intrusive and highly profitable. Is it time for governments to act to curb online surveillance? [Continue Reading] ...Plus, When Google owns you.... your data is in the cloud ~ [Link]

A Personal Story


The following is an observation about new software (Internet geolocation) that could possibly turn online shopping into a GPS nightmare for potential or returning customers?


I live in a rural area where USPS (post office) does not deliver and was instructed to obtain a PO Box; which I did.

(otoh) I use transportation companies that deliver to the front door.

After moving to a new rural location, and before my first order was placed with an online merchant used for a number of years without incident, I contacted customer service to ask that the following shipping instructions be included on my account, "Do Not Use USPS!" and was repeatedly assured this was taken care of.

On first delivery my instructions were ignored, the order was sent via USPS to my home address, and was automatically returned to sender by USPS?

So, I contacted their customer support, again, and was assured this was finally taken care of.

Story One

[Ed. Note: If there is any question about what was said or done, I have screenshots of everything.]

This story actually begins, after the above incident, with me trying to replace some twenty year old equipment that was starting to fail.

After doing considerable research, and assuming my delivery note would now be respected, I placed another order with this same online merchant.

When the first tracking confirmation arrived I noticed part of my order was being sent via USPS, so I quickly emailed customer service, saying, 'Who do I contact to make sure my delivery instructions are being followed?'

Eliding a very long frustrating story, ...that question would cost me over a month of 'back-n-forth' with customer service and eventually ...significant money loss due to the fact everything I ordered was on sale at its lowest price for one month, only, and the sale was now over!

On top of this, the post office kept having me pay unannounced delivery charges ??? due to failed cancellations from the sender?

In other words, there was nothing I could do except pay these questionable fees in order to get my stuff and avoid wasting more time on 'back-n-forth' with customer support, which obviously was doing absolutely no good, at all.

<rant> On another note, someone in the above customer service addressed me in a particular way that Nobody else had ever addressed me before _and_ I started receiving a phenomenal amount of spam email, from across the pond, addressed the same way ??? </rant>

I closed my account with these people and will never order from them again, EVER!

Story Two

I still needed this equipment, so I spent a great deal of time establishing an account with the product manufacturer of 'things' I frequently use because they provide the latest, already installed, updates, yada, before a product is sent.

After going through 'hoops' to register, selecting products, going through checkout 'hoops', and thinking "it's all good" ...a 'nag banner' appeared & kept re-appearing; wanting my home phone number [already submitted under delivery], so they could text me "authorizing code"?

After trying to make the same purchase, over & over & over, etc. ...thinking ??? I entered something wrong, I contacted customer support and asked:

"On 'final checkout' == what does one do if the home phone doesn't accept text?"

Here is their verbatim reply:

"For the phone number wise, you would need to use a different phone number if your bank is requiring verification, there is no way to bypass that for security."

and after a little research, here is how my mind, with close to fifty years of computer sciences background, saw the above response:

You stupid POS! Use a cell phone because our flaky, internet geolocator; using a 'piss-poor' algorithm having remainders, says, "You are who you say you are, but not where you say you are from! In fact, because of our software we don't trust you and obviously, you are an evil, mofo cracker, attempting to breech our systems ??? [End of conversation... / GFY... / (signed) flagship corporate Not-An-Idjit]. (sigh)

In turn, I removed my account from their pages, but still use their stuff..

[Ed. Note: 202110.08: I have now had to do this with four (4) accounts and do not miss them (see: My IP Location Info below)]

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Geopositioning, also known as geotracking, geolocalization, geolocating, geolocation, or geoposition fixing is the process of determining or estimating the geographic position of an object.

Geopositioning yields a set of geographic coordinates (such as latitude and longitude) in a given map datum; positions may also be expressed as a bearing and range from a known landmark. In turn, positions can determine a meaningful location, such as a street address.

Specific instances include: animal geotracking, the process of inferring the location of animals; positioning systems, the mechanisms for the determination of geographic positions in general; internet geolocation [;-)Did you scream real loud?(-;], geolocating a device connected to the internet; and mobile phone tracking.

Internet Geolocation
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

In computing, Internet geolocation [;-)Did you scream real loud?(-;] is software capable of deducing the geographic position of a device connected to the Internet. For example, the device's IP address can be used to determine the country, city, or ZIP code, determining its geographical location.[1] Other methods include examination of Wi-Fi hotspots, a MAC address, image metadata, or credit card information. [Continue reading]

Using What Is My IP [] shows I live in Kennewick, Washington, which is NOT even close to where I actually live and clearly shows somebody was perhaps napping during internet routing class ???

Kennewick, Washington, which is NOT even close to where I actually live!

(fwiw) I did some FCC snooping and discovered our router is sending data to the top of a nearby mountain, and rather than getting sent to the nearest major hub we are supposed to be on [a mountain top 17 miles away or 7 miles as the crow flies], it is being picked up by a major hub, on a very tall mountain top, in another state.

Why Does My IP Address Come from a Different State?

The Power of Place: Geolocation Tracking and Privacy via American Bar Association [ABA]

Interesting Wikipedia Stuff
discovered, while researching Geolocation

List of companies convicted of felony offenses in the United States ~ [Link]

List of American federal politicians convicted of crimes ~ [Link]

List of American state and local politicians convicted of crimes ~ [Link]

List of religious leaders convicted of crimes ~ [Link]

List of wrongful convictions in the United States ~ [Link]

Notes from ~@~: The Promise by Mike Pinder

Genesis graphic by C. Spangler == Look Up In the Sky

The world is full of people
Some are trying to lend a hand
To help us learn to recognize
So we can understand
That life holds many secrets
They stand before our doors...
Admit the ones you're hiding now
So you may know them all...

Twelve vibrations long ago are the cause
Of me and mine, and you and yours
Just let them be, and the doors will open wide
To paintings on the rocks, gigantic stonehenge blocks
The pyramids, and the sphinx
The temples are the links
To lead us through our past, so we might find
Ourselves at last...

The first book ever written
Was a symbol of our home
It came from solar heaven
Where our life wave was born
We came in ships a-singing

The praise of one above
Like children in a garden
Our hearts were full of love...

Ezekiel's wheels seem to be turning up now...
The pillar of fire, a luminous cloud
I know I've seen them
And they do make a sound...
They filled my soul with "music of the spheres"
It's been my goal for nine long years
To write this I can say...
Exactly what I believe is coming down...

Oh sweet loving music, I hear your tender call
To me, you are a river, pure love your waterfall
A tide forever bathing a rough and rocky shore...
Please take us on a journey, so we can learn some more

I dream by day...i dream by night
Through coloured rays, I feel your might...
And now I claim my right...a son of god
Eternal life......the promise of your rainbow light

Audio located at bottom of this page:
The Promise (Album):
Mike Pinder: ~

Boptime ~ w/Even Steven Leech ~ Saturday Mornings

Even Steven's Boptime

We begin with an hour of oldies back to back to back starting at 6am (EDT) Saturday on Boptime. At 7am (EDT) on The Best of Broadway we’ll hear the original cast album of Finian’s Rainbow from 1947, a musical written by Yip Harburg and Burton Lane and filled with a lot of great familiar songs. At 8am (EDT) on Rockabilly Ridge, Michael Ace spins tunes all about Yer Mama, then at 9am (EDT) we returned to this day in 1947, only two years after the end of World War II, and the beginning of the baby-boom in peacetime America. ~ Steve

BOPTIME: Saturday, 6 AM Eastern, 3 AM Pacific time
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Dahbud Mensch ~ Who gets warned? The Obscenely Rich get warned!

Are You Obscenely Rich?
_if_ = NO _then_ :

January 22, 2020: “We have it totally under control. It’s one person coming in from China. It’s going to be just fine.”

February 02, 2020: “We pretty much shut it down coming in from China.”

February 24, 2020: “The Coronavirus is very much under control in the USA… Stock Market starting to look very good to me!”

February 25, 2020: “CDC and my Administration are doing a GREAT job of handling Coronavirus.”

February 25, 2020: “I think that's a problem that’s going to go away… They have studied it. They know very much. In fact, we’re very close to a vaccine.”

February 26, 2020: “The 15 (cases in the US) within a couple of days is going to be down to close to zero.”

February 26, 2020: “We're going very substantially down, not up.”

February 27, 2020: One day it’s like a miracle, it will disappear.

Trump Advisers Privately Warned GOP
Donors About Covid-19 in February 2020... While
Telling Public Virus Was 'Very Much Under Control'

"Apparently, if Americans want to hear the full truth from the
Trump administration about the severity of Covid-19, they
need to be wealthy and well-connected donors."

by Kenny Stancil, staff writer, Common Dreams source


As the Covid-19 death toll in the U.S. surpasses 218,000, the New York Times revealed this week that while President Donald Trump in February lied to Americans about the coronavirus outbreak being “very much under control,” his economic advisers at the same time warned wealthy Republican donors and members of a right-wing think tank behind closed doors that a public health crisis of the magnitude expected would severely affect the U.S. and world economy.

Apparently, if Americans want to hear the full truth from the Trump administration about the severity of Covid-19, they need to be wealthy and well-connected donors," said Kyle Herrig, president of the watchdog group Accountable.US, in a statement Friday.

Just Saying...

PGI#4 ~ Bend Sinister, The Road Divided via

Patchworks Films ~ Los Hermanos / The Brothers; An Award Winning Film ~ STREAMING ON PBS.ORG OCT 1-14

Patchworks Films presents


by Marcia Jarmel & Ken Schneider

STREAMING on October 1-14

Ilmar and Aldo López-Gavilán are virtuoso Afro-Cuban musician brothers, born in Havana in the 70s. At 14, Ilmar outgrew his island teachers and was sent to the U.S.S.R. to study violin. He never lived in Cuba again, ultimately landing as a working chamber violinist in the U.S. Younger brother Aldo grew up mentored by Cuba’s impressive jazz and classical pianists, his extraordinary talent achieving renown on the island, but stymied elsewhere by the 60-year-old U.S. embargo.

Though they see each other when family finances and visa restrictions allow, they've never had a chance to collaborate musically—something they've longed for all their lives.

Tracking their parallel lives, poignant reunion, and momentous first performances together on stages across the U.S., "Los Hermanos / The Brothers" is a nuanced, intensely moving view of nations long estranged, through the lens of music and family.

Featuring an genre-bending score composed by Cuban Aldo Lopez-Gavilan performed with his American brother, Ilmar, and with guest appearances by maestro Joshua Bell and the Grammy-winning Harlem Quartet.

Patchworks Films presents Los Hermanos / The Brothers by Marcia Jarmel & Ken Schneider

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"The compelling tale of a family disrupted by geopolitics."
~Peter Keough, The Boston Globe

"An Oscar caliber film for the family and one not to be missed."
~Jeffrey Lyons, WCBS Radio

"Expertly crafted and beautifully paced, like a great piece of music."
~Joshua Bell, violinist

Streaming on October 1-14

Also available on the PBS Video App via iOS, Android, Roku, Samsung Smart TV (Tizen), Apple TV, Android TV, Amazon Fire TV, Chromecast, and VIZIO SmartCast Smart TVs.

PBS Broadcast dates in: New York, L.A., San Francisco, Chicago, Washington DC, Boston, Philadelphia, Miami, Dallas, Atlanta, Houston, Seattle, Detroit, Denver, and dozens more.

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Ralph Davis ~ Autumn Fenders ~ Celebrate 21st year of Hardly Strictly Bluegrass October 1-3

Hardly Strictly Bluegrass
LIVE 1 pm to 9 pm Pacific Time
Friday, Saturday, Sunday ~ Oct. 1, 2, 3
Hardly Strictly Bluegrass

Hello Everyone,

Please join us on October 1-3 to celebrate the 21st year of Hardly Strictly Bluegrass. Although we will not be gathering together in the park this year, we have assembled three full days of music for you all to enjoy.

Our show will alternate live music sets with pre-recorded sets that were filmed earlier in the year. We will stream live each day from 1pm to 9pm Pacific Time.

The live sets will not be available after the festival is over. You will only be able to see those live as they are happening, Oct 1-3.

We will be sharing shortened versions of the pre-recorded sets during the day and then the full sets on HSB TV which is launching Friday night after the festival shuts down for the evening. Stay tuned to our site and our social sites to get the link. The app will be available on Apple TV & Roku. Not only will you be able to enjoy the full-length episodes of “Come What May” which we filmed in New Orleans & San Francisco earlier this year, we will also include our critically acclaimed film from 2020, “Let The Music Play On” in its entirety as well as all the bonus episodes of “Let The Music Play On & On” we aired over the past year.

Our broadcast can be found in the following places:,, and Xfinity customers can simply say "Hardly Strictly" into the Xfinity Voice Remote or stream on Xfinity X1 and Xfinity Flex to watch on that platform.

Please share this info with your friends. During the broadcast we will be checking in with everyone on social media, asking you how you are celebrating this year; with friends, in backyards, living rooms or on the go.

We will have live sets from some artists who have never played before like Las Cafeteras and Tallest Man On Earth as well as returning favorites Mavis Staples, Béla Fleck and Lake Street Dive. Enjoy filmed sets from Rainbow Girls, Seratones, Ani DiFranco, Bob Mould and several others. And there are still Hardly Strictly traditions to be had: Steve Earle & Emmylou Harris will help us close out Saturday & Sunday respectively.

We look forward to hearing from everyone and are excited that we are just days away from bringing you the very best in roots music, from our house to yours.

All the Best, Hardly Strictly

Boptime ~ w/Even Steven Leech ~ Saturday Mornings

Even Steven's Boptime

We begin with an hour of oldies back to back to back starting at 6am (EDT) Saturday on Boptime. At 7am (EDT) we head back to around this time in 1956 in a world where we make a connection between country and Hawaiian music as well as other tunes from the era. At 8am (EDT) on Rockabilly Ridge, Michael Ace spins some tunes heard in rock n’ roll movies of the 1950s. At 9am (EDT) on Beatlemania!!! we’ll bop back to this day in 1964 when the British music invasion was infusing the hit music charts on both sides of the big pond with a cross section of American and British rock n’ roll~ Steve

BOPTIME: Saturday, 6 AM Eastern, 3 AM Pacific time
Go To:
Click on a listening link below the WVUD logo:
WVUD 91.3

Boptime available locally in DE on WVUD-FM 91.3, Shoutcast [Search: WVUD], and TuneIn

Feetlines ~ Reject the Evidence of Your Eyes & Ears

Tainted News:

The lie can be maintained only for such time as the State can shield the people from the political, economic and/or military consequences of the lie. It thus becomes vitally important for the State to use all of its powers to repress dissent, for the truth is the mortal enemy of the lie, and thus by extension, the truth becomes the greatest enemy of the State. ~ Joseph Goebbels

Tomi Lahren should fight addiction and not have to step on "used heroin needles" to get high?

Saluting the Heroes of the Coronavirus Pandumbic The Daily Show w/Trevor Noah via Joey deVilla

I want to thank all the BIG people who helped make this happen; the secretive governments,
the blame-shifting politicians, the 'leaders' who only cared how I might affect THEM...
Cartoon by Steve Sack @ Star Tribune

Murdered by Political Incompetence ?
[ Stats links removed due to accuracy arguments ~ search for: +Covid-19 +stats ]

Forget the politicians. They are irrelevant. The politicians are put there to give you the idea that you have freedom of choice. You don't. You have no choice! You have OWNERS! They own you! They own everything. They own all the important land. They own and control the corporations. They've long since bought, and paid for the Senate, the Congress, the state houses, the city halls, they got the judges in their back pockets and they own all the big media companies, so they control just about all of the news and information you get to hear. ~ George Carlin

Steve Kelly
Sherman: Gosh, Mr. Peabody, what are you doing to the WayBack Machine? Mr. Peabody:
Removing the year 2020, Sherman. I don't think it will ever be a popular time-travel destination...
Cartoon by Steve Kelley @ Pittsburgh Post-Gazette

Whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. ~ Declaration of Independence

Heads Up Folks!

Bacteria from respiratory droplets spread by one sneeze,
singing one minute, talking one minute, & two coughs via

Mask ~ No Mask: Bacteria from respiatory droplets spread by one sneeze, singing or talking for one minute, and two coughs via Dr. Richard Davis, Providence Sacred Heart Medical Center.
Dr. Richard Davis
, Providence Sacred Heart Medical Center

ASIFA-SF, Karl Cohen ~ Association International du Film d'Animation, SF Newsletter

ASIFA-SF Newsletter

ASIFA-SF September 2021 Newsletter [PDF]

Notes from ~@~

Freedom of expression and freedom of speech aren't really important unless they're heard...It's hard for me to stay silent when I keep hearing that peace is only attainable through war. And there's nothing more scary than watching ignorance in action. So I dedicated this Emmy to all the people who feel compelled to speak out and not afraid to speak to power and won't shut up and refuse to be silenced.~ Tom Smothers

Carlin Step, DJ Steve Porter & Eli Wilkie via Roland Kardeby

The Great Bell Chant (The End of Suffering) via R Smittenaar

Beautiful Child

One Day, Matisyahu via ShalomLearning

Unsung Hero via Rattakarn Srithavatchai "Garn"

The Sacred Clowns ~ Heyókȟa

The Heyókȟa symbolize and portray many aspects of the sacred, the Wakȟáŋ. Their satire presents important questions by fooling around. They ask difficult questions, and say things others are too afraid to say. By reading between the lines, the audience is able to think about things not usually thought about, or to look at things in a different way.

Principally, the Heyókȟa functions both as a mirror and a teacher, using extreme behaviors to mirror others, thereby forcing them to examine their own doubts, fears, hatreds, and weaknesses. Heyókȟas also have the power to heal emotional pain; such power comes from the experience of shame--they sing of shameful events in their lives, beg for food, and live as clowns. They provoke laughter in distressing situations of despair and provoke fear and chaos when people feel complacent and overly secure, to keep them from taking themselves too seriously or believing they are more powerful than they are.

In addition, sacred clowns serve an important role in shaping tribal codes. Heyókȟa's don't seem to care about taboos, rules, regulations, social norms, or boundaries. Paradoxically, however, it is by violating these norms and taboos that they help to define the accepted boundaries, rules, and societal guidelines for ethical and moral behavior. This is because they are the only ones who can ask "Why?" about sensitive topics and employ satire to question the specialists and carriers of sacred knowledge or those in positions of power and authority. In doing so, they demonstrate concretely the theories of balance and imbalance. Their role is to penetrate deception, turn over rocks, and create a deeper awareness.

Develop Your Mind, Not Sacred Sites

Develop Your Mind, Not Sacred Sites

Cree Prophecy

Only after the last tree has been cut down,

Only after the last river has been poisoned,

Only after the last fish has been caught,

Only then will you find money cannot be eaten.

Nobody for President ~ NONE of the ABOVE should be a choice on voter ballots!

Nobody for President 2020 = NONE OF THE ABOVE on Voter Ballots
Curtis Spangler & Wavy Gravy, Nobody for President San Francisco Rally, October 12, 1976 - Photograph: James Stark
Curtis Spangler & Wavy Gravy, Nobody for President, 197610.12 ~ Photo: James Stark

American Dream, George Carlin via Ishtar [Not Work Safe] Nobody should have that much power
NOBODY should have that much power!

Nobody is eternal, perfect, has all the answers, ended war,
will love you forever, brought peace to our time, fixed global
warming, fed the hungry & destitute, knows, cares, shives a
git about you, loves you when you're down & out, if elected
will not lie to, or steal from, 'the people', &, bakes apple pie
better than Mom; begging a question, What's NOTA's entry
fee ...more lies that lead to mass murder or human sacrifice?

Message via Mike Pinder

Oh, I hope that I see you again I never even caught your name As you looked through my window pane ~ So I'm writing this message today I'm thinking that you'll have a way Of hearing the notes in my tune ~ Where are you going? Where have you been? I can imagine other worlds you have seen ~ Beautiful faces and music so serene ~ So I do hope I see you again My universal citizen You went as quickly as you came ~ You know the power Your love is right You have good reason To stay out of sight ~~ But break our illusions and help us Be the light ~ by Mike Pinder

Why I Think This World Should End, Prince EA via Prince EA
Without love in the dream, it will never come true. ~ Jerry Garcia/Robert Hunter
And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make. ~ John Lennon

Artist, John Flores

The man whispered, "God, speak to me" and a meadowlark sang. But the man did not hear. So the man yelled "God, speak to me" and the thunder rolled across the sky. But the man did not listen. The man looked around and said, "God let me see you" and a star shined brightly. But the man did not notice. And the man shouted, "God show me a miracle" and a life was born. But the man did not know. So the man cried out in despair, "Touch me God, and let me know you are there" Whereupon God reached down and touched the man, But the man brushed the butterfly away and walked on.

Somebody is looking at whatever you do, so always present your most charming you
Don't miss out on a blessing because
it isn't packaged the way you expect!

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