HEROES

HEROES

Heroes

When I was growing up my Heroes were Elvis, Willie Mays, Kenny Stabler, Bobby Kennedy, Juan Marichal, Mike Smith (Dave Clark Five), Jimi Hendrix, and lastly Rick Derringer.

Willie was every kid’s Hero if they played Baseball.  The others, besides Elvis, Stabler, Kennedy and Jimi might be a bit obscure.  But that’s not the point.  My point is, having Heroes is not necessarily a good thing.  Joe Montana doesn’t want you running up to him on the street, or interrupting him at dinner for an autograph.  Sure, he won’t say no, but just think how rude it is.  In fact I would say don’t have Heroes because more than likely they’re not Heroes, they’re Idols.

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Audie Murphy WWII Hero

True Heroes do things that do not make sense under normal circumstances.  The Firemen who raced into the Twin Towers to bring as many people out, those are Heroes. True heroes are servants.  True Heroes are people like the late Audie Murphy.  If you get a chance watch his Movie “Red Badge of Courage”. It tells the story of how a small soldier took it upon himself to rush the enemy and in doing so, he neutralized 3 Nazi Machine Gun nests.  When asked why he did it, he responded like most Heroes: “They were killing my friends.  I had to stop them”.  That’s a HERO.

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Sergeant Alvin York WWI Hero

Alvin York also known as “Sergeant York” was the WWI American that captured a whole squad of the Enemy and marched them back to his lines single handedly.  Again, York, who tried to get out of the draft because he was an “Objector” and found it against his Christian beliefs to kill.  When he was awarded the the Congressional Medal of Honor he was ask how an objector could be a war hero.  Again he responded: “They were killing us and I had to do something”.  Most true Heroes are “Reluctant Heroes”.

Role models are another thing.  In music, if you’re a serious player, you have admiration for many professional players.  When you become a professional, you can hear the influences of your role models.  But Heroes? No.  I’ve had the fortune and misfortune of meeting many of my Hero/role models.  Many I was able to talk to as one musician to another.  Some acted like it was an honor for me to be in the same room with them. (Did I say that right)?  I don’t want to drop names, but I will say that Neil Young, Edgar Winter and in spite of  what a grouchy old bastard he comes across to the press; Dick Dale (The King of Surf Guitar) is one of the nicest mentors I’ve ever met.

I guess what I’m trying to say is: “Don’t put Hero status on anyone”.  Like I said above, most true Heroes are reluctant Heroes, they just know what has to be done and they do it out of courage and/or compassion.  Most Heroes don’t enjoy being Heroes.  The father that stays in a miserable marriage for the “Sake of the Kids”, I consider a hero.  Especially if he gives up a better woman and perhaps a better paying job.

Idols, on the other hand, are merely a disappointment waiting to happen.  I don’t know how many times Willie Mays struck out with the bases loaded. Jimi Hendrix gave me the foundation for most of my solos, but a hero?  No, he died choking on his own vomit.  Kenny Stabler?  He was quoted in 1977 as saying he beat Fran Tarkenton and the Vikings in the Super Bowl with a Hangover.

How come Barry Bonds, Mark McGwire and Sammy are still not in the Hall of fame?  They were Baseball fans’ biggest heroes.  If not for that damn HGH.  They weren’t heroes, they were biologically engineered freaks.  Even without the steroid scandals, they were merely entertainers.

Hero worship is Idolatry.  It’s not good for you and it is not fair to the person you are calling a Hero.  Sure it may be flattering to “Your Hero” at first, but once you realize they’re just flesh and blood humans that are unable to walk on water, they become just another person who will die someday.  I’m sorry to ruin your fantasies.

CHILDHOOD TRAUMA THAT LEADS TO ADULT PSYCHOSIS

“ABANDONEMENT SYNDROME”

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I don’t know why I’m on a Childhood memory thing.  But I wanted to share something with any of my handful of readers that might have lost someone dear to them at a young age.  It may even apply if you lost someone as an adult, but it’s a symptom of “ABANDONEMENT SYNDROME”.

This is pretty common amongst those who were orphaned at a young age.  But if you did lose a parent at a young age, for what ever reason.  Perhaps they died or just divorced your mom and left town never to see you again.  When you grow up, you’ll find yourself acquiring some odd habits.  The worst is trying to find a mate to take the place of your lost parent.  That’s a lose/lose scenario.  So to my young readers in your 20s or 30s, don’t push it.

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But I absolutely hate this bad habit which I’m told comes from abandonment syndrome.  If I lose something like a favorite ink pen. (Heaven forbid it be my Montblanc) Or as was the case tonight, I  couldn’t find my picture albums from when I toured in the early 90s.  I turned into Jack Bauer trying find it.  Seriously, I would shoot someone in the leg if they knew where my lost item was but wouldn’t tell me.  I’m using hyperbole but you get the idea.  People who have lost a love one, will stop the world and search for something they fear losing.  I won’t give up looking for something until I find it.  I have the tenacity of General Patton.

The logic behind this is that, the search for the lost ink pen or photo album gives the sub-conscious mind a feeling like it’s looking for the person you lost.  When your mom dies when you’re in 5th grade, your mind plays games with you.  You know you can’t bring them back, but the hunt or search gives your ID, (Higher self) the feeling that you’re doing something that you know is impossible.  The more you are emotionally attached to the object, the more rewarding it is when you find it but in a “Psychotic way”.

So If you’re one of those people who obsess over lost items and can’t sleep until you find it; I’ll bet you’ve lost a love one and it’s their absence that drives you to keep looking for the lost Item.  Think about it the next time you lose something.  Some people can say: “Aw it’ll turn up” but if you’re like me, it can be 10:00PM and you’re telling your spouse: “Don’t wait up for me, I’m going to turn the garage inside out until I find what I’m looking for.  Sadly, the more you miss the lost person, the harder it is to overcome this psychotic behavior.  It’s even worse if you were 10 years old standing on the curb watching your mom drive off in a car with all of her belongings.

BEATLEMANIA & THE STUPID 8 YEAR OLD

BEATLEMANIA MEETS AND THE STUPID 8 YEAR OLD

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I’m pretty sure it was 1964.  I had seen “A Hard Day’s Night” a dozen times.  (This was when you could go to the Matinee and stay all day).  All I knew was that The Beatles, The Rolling Stones and the Dave Clark Five were all you heard on the A.M. Radio.My family was one of those where the mom took the kids on vacation while dad stayed and worked.  (Gee some things never change)

Anyway, how much of an effect did Rock music have on me?  In 1964 my Mom and one of her friends took us on the usual trip, which went from Stockton CA, to San Francisco CA, then to Santa Cruz, down the PCH to Disneyland and Knott’s berry farm. Then from there we went to Ensenada Mexico for a few days on the Baja Beach. That year we spent a good half a day in the City.  We walked around what is now the financial district.  There was one shop on Post and Mission that had “Beatle Bobble Head” dolls.  My mom was in to much of a hurry to let us go in.  Sooooooooo, the next morning I got up around 6:00 AM.  Everyone else was still asleep.  I quietly put my clothes on and walked from the Sheraton Hotel on Van Ness Blvd. down one of the diagonal streets (Post or Sutter) to the little shop on Post street and Market.  The store was closed because it was only 7:30 in the morning.

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I just stood there and stared through the window and marveled at how cool these little Beatles were.

I was 8 years old and had NO idea of how dangerous (and stupid) what I was doing actually was.  But I had to see these Beatles.  I thought that maybe if the store was open, I could go in and beg my mom to take us to that store and buy me a Beatle. When I got back to the Hotel, I was in trouble.  I was in no position to ask for anything.

But thanks to McFarlane; 40 years later, I’ve got a John Lennon Bobble head on my wall.

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ONCE THE SEEDS OF DESTRUCTION HAVE GERMINATED

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THE RELATIONSHIP – AFTER THE PARTY IS OVER 

When did you know you didn’t love me”? She said: “I don’t know if I’ve ever loved you”.

                                                      ~ Billy Crystal as Harry in “When Harry met Sally”

He does all the things that you would never do. He loves me to, his love is true. Why can’t he be you?

                         ~ Patsy Cline

“My wife said to me as she kissed me good-bye: “Have a nice day”. That’s what the bank teller says to you. That’s what you say to a customer. Shouldn’t your wife tell you she loves you”?

                                                                                               ~ Jeff Goldblum in “Into the Night”

 “Now I’m praying for the end of time so I can end my time with you” !

                                                                      ~Meatloaf from Paradise by the Dashboard lights.

If the seeds of destruction are planted in the Motive of your marriage, it’s only a matter of time before you are in a relationship void of Eros (lust) Philia (sibling love) and maybe even Agape (a Divine Love). Often this relationship is the result of unintended consequences. Such as:

  • We got pregnant and neither of us believes in abortion.
  • I was not over so and so. ( I’m still not over so and so I thought they would change)
  • Kids will settle him down.
  • Maybe the financial situation will change.
  • I was in love with the feeling of being in love.
  • I’m better off as a single person.
  • I didn’t sew all of my “wild oats”.
  • They don’t make me happy any more.
  • They stopped filling my needs.
  • I wanted to show the world and my ex, that I am desirable.
  • I enjoy having someone to come home to.
  • It was pre-arranged by our parents.
  • I could do worse and I’m not getting any younger
  • I wanted someone to bury me.

Had enough ???

For the myriad of reasons to break up a marriage; I can only think of a few not to.

  1. Divorce is a sin and knowingly doing so would anger God.
  2. The other person needs me and I took a vow. (My word is important to me)

It all boils down to: “How serious do you take marriage”? NO MARRIAGE IS PERFECT. That’s a good thing to keep in mind.  And keep these principles in mind as well.

  • • People change.
  • Couples change.
  • The economy changes
  • Religious beliefs change
  • Physical conditions change.
  • Mental stability changes.
  • Some people cheat.
  • Some people are never satisfied with one sex partner.
  • People don’t like being controlled.
  • People can’t read minds so the ability to communicate verbally is unbelievably important.
  • BONUS PRINCIPLE: FUN DOES NOT EQUAL LOVE

Once you notice the seeds of marital destruction come to fruition and you hear certain “hints” like: “I want a divorce” or “Get out you pig”.  Understand that it could just be that person’s less than eloquent way of saying: “I’m unhappy and something needs to change” or it could really mean: “You’ve got to go”.  If you do not have kids; BONUS.  Be as cordial as you can, LEAVE, then think about what you want to do.

If you do have children, I would urge you to negotiate like Henry Kissinger until you’re just wasting your breath.  Sometimes we need to take one for the team.  Just because you got yourself into a bad marriage doesn’t mean the kids have to be drug through the awful trash of lawyers and asset divisions.  And the sooner you learn that you have as much to do with the break up as your mate, the sooner the name calling and ugliness will cease.  If the marriage has become abusive, by all means do what’s right because watching your parents fight can ruin you as badly as watching them separate.   It’s a Lose/Lose situation.

I said that you were as responsible for the break up as the other person who may be cheating; because you signed the dotted line in the beginning.  You made a poor choice.  More than likely, you didn’t take enough time to know this creature that was great in bed but awful in public.  Take responsibility for it and don’t play the “victim”.

The Seeds of Marital Destruction

Part 1 :

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“Why is it we never really know the moment that we’re in love; but we always know the moment it’s over”

~ Steve Martin L.A. Story 1991.

Steve wrote another profound line in that jewel of a movie that said: “Let us just say I was deeply unhappy, but I didn’t know it because I was so busy pretending to be happy all the time”. In many cases we pretend to be happy and openly accept denial. Pretending can be a good place when you don’t know Love from Lust, Greed from Need or just waiting to see what happens next.

The seeds of the destruction of a relationship are almost always planted in the motive for a relationship”

– Ace Andres 2011

(Example: “I married you because I thought I could change you”.)

I was instructed in college that everything we know about relationships is a child’s paradigm. If you were lucky enough to observe 2 parents treating each other with trust, love and respect; your subconscious mind made notes that it would later try and apply to your self-esteem, your social awareness and eventually your love life. Our first experience of love is when our mother holds us in a birthing blanket just after an obstetrician spanked the muconium off of our cheeks. That mother’s love becomes the bench mark or gold standard in which we will judge all others who attempt to win our hearts. (Up to a certain age)

The Bible instructs us to be fruitful and multiply.

At puberty, a funny thing happens. I say funny because puberty happened to me in front of God and His entire green earth. I was wrestling with an older girl that I was friends with. She was 14 and I was 11 or 12. She was a “Tom” girl but she was starting to wear a bra and real short cut-off jeans with slits up the sides. But I never saw her as anything but a “Buddy or Pal”. Until one day when we were wrestling on the ground and I got my first public erection. My goodness we both stopped and looked at each other? She smiled because she knew what was happening, but she also didn’t let me go because she was “older and smarter”. (Looking back, I think she enjoyed it)  I was embarrassed to say the least. For some reason, we never wrestled again after that.

Oh the innocence. But Love? Nope

Now an awful turn of events happened that would cast/spew it’s influence on my relationships forever. My Mother (My/everyone’s first true love) died when I was 11. That hand of compassion was gone. The person who kissed it and made it feel better was gone. So for 6 more years it was just my father and I trying to do our best in a small 2 bedroom apartment. After losing my “Bench mark” of love in 6th grade, it was a sea of chaos and confusion in high school. I wanted to find that hand of compassion, but 15 year old girls are no substitute for your mom and your widowed father is no substitute for the gentle hand of compassion.

It’s easy to see how the motive for love in any future relationships contained these seeds of destruction. Not only was I trying to replace somebody that loved me unconditionally, but I was trying to find it with someone that had no idea of what mutual love between two people of the opposite sex was. Even when I was older (in my 20’s) It seemed like I was dating for the specific purpose of finding someone to fill the loss of the Gold standard.

Unfair expectations to hold anyone to.

Sadly enough, young girls who have their self-esteem shattered by an abusive father (sexual or not) commonly plant the opposite seeds of destruction in their first boy/girl relationship as she will not be happy with anyone that doesn’t slap her around. I’ve dated women that couldn’t respect me if I didn’t mistreat them. (And I never would ) But going back to my opening line, our first paradigm of love is through the eyes of a child. We see our parents kiss, hug, hold each other, or slap, yell, beat, leave etc…… It’s all part of the garbage in and garbage out process we call relationships. As children; subconsciously we suck it up. We not only suck up what we see our parent do and say, but we are influenced by television, our culture, our friends, the Internet and of course Walt Disney.

SPEAKING OF SEX….

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“The Physical Manifestation of Spiritual Unity”.

For me, I’ve always “tried” to define sex as: “The Physical Manifestation of Spiritual Unity”.  I”ve always told myself, I would never have sex with a partner that I wasn’t willing to legally father any offspring that should result in such activity.  That didn’t mean love had anything to do with the sex. (See the last quote on this article)

I believe I held true to that creed most of the time. (The math is impossible as I still have certain episodes of amnesia from back in the day) God was gracious and cut me some serious slack.

On the other hand, our creator endowed us with hormone secreting organs that would inspire us to procreate to keep the Human race from extinction.  I use to be proud of the math, now I’m sort of ashamed of how many women I didn’t love that I had sex with. (Or even knew their names) Ironically, the women I loved the most; I never had sex with.  How did that happen?  Oh I know, either they were married or I was married.

“Time can be so cruel“.

In the 60’s, the term “Free Love” became popular.  20 years later a term called “socially transmitted disease” became popular.  The truth remains “Free Love” meant nothing more than a sexual hand shake and like the Jersey shore; cheapened man’s values of that which might have been sacred at one point.

The next time you have sex; ask yourself if you are two spirits uniting through physical manifestation? (Or just fucking)

In an episode of CSI “Las Vegas” Grissom, (The lead investigator) once said: “Sex without love does the opposite of what it’s meant to do.  It’s sad.  It just makes you feel lonely”.

THE POWER OF SEX & LUST

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Speaking strictly for myself, I would imagine that most Christian men struggle with monogamy. We live in a cultural setting that promotes sexual promiscuity. Television, Rap, and Movies all suggest that the more sex you have,(meaning with more partners) the more impressive your status in society. Men should all strive to be the “big Mack daddy” by today’s standards. (The BMD is the guy in the ghetto that has the most concubines)

Procreative sexual reproduction is as close to “playing god” that man will ever achieve. It is my personal belief that God attached a physical incentive to “orgasm” so man would not need much incentive to populate the earth. To assure woman would not be abused and the offspring would not be abandoned; God set forth the commandments disallowing Fornication and Adultery. He intended man to be serious about sexual procreation. Or at the very least, responsible.

In the 1960s, the sexual revolution put an end to sexual responsibility. Liberal sinners defined sex as a physical action between two consenting adults. It was no longer revered as a manifestation of a spiritual union between a male and female that loved each other.

Back to the attraction of sex. Some have presumed that men are attracted to the breast because of infantile feeding. Many equate the longing of a man for a woman’s vagina, an effort to reacquire the pre-natal warmth and security that they once experienced in the womb. And ultimately, we have the God experience. Whether or not there is a conscious effort to play God, the acquisition of God’s brass ring, the orgasm is still a viable attraction for modern man.

Man also has the hunting chromosome to overcome. We have an inherent desire to hunt and conquer. A woman’s womb is a very sociable target.  The more insecure the man is, the longer the hunt continues.

So why do seemingly content married men persist in seeking extramarital relationships even under the most satisfying monogamist circumstances? First you can throw out the obvious, when a hunter/fisher reaches his limit, it’s hard to throw back or release those which he can’t keep.

Man as a rule, hates living a constricted life.  Anthropologically, Man wants to “spred the seeds of his DNA”.

Once a partner becomes a mother, some husbands no longer sees them as a sex partner. (See Elvis and Pricilla)

All of the above are common excuses, but the reality of most extramarital issues are a result of simple “male insecurity”. The same principal applies to women as well. There’s another term in the ghetto that goes along with the “BMD” (big Mack daddy) and it’s called the “BBD” or (Bigger Better Deal). When one spouse wants out of a seemingly normal relationship, it often reflects on that person’s insecure image of themself. If the content spouse is in love with the discontent spouse, the discontent spouse is thinking, “why does this person love me”? I’m a loser, so if they love me, they must be a really hard up loser. It’s like the Woody Allen joke: “I’d never want to be a member of a club that would have me as a member”. So they think they’ve sold themselves short and want out. They want to look for bigger better deal.

Insecure materialistic humans tend to see their spouses as objects. So materialism would imply that an “upgrade” would be in order. As is the principal with materialism, there is “always” something out there, more attractive, wealthier, healthier, more exciting etc……..

Materialistic people are governed by the creed “He who dies with the most toys wins”. The truth is; He who dies with the most toys, is DEAD.

Certain people that have lost their parents at a young age, go thru life thinking that as soon as they meet the “right” person, all of their troubles and unfairness in life will be answered and their real life will begin. They soon realize that the search is only a way of keeping the memory of their parents alive.

The only way man (or woman) can overcome the lure of lust, is to focus on the bigger picture. Eventually, you will get old and die. This I can guarantee you. Once you become old and realize that you are indeed invisible to not only teenagers but 40 year olds as well; you’ll begin to focus on things eternal, things that don’t die or fade. Such things include relationships, your legacy, your children, and your hopes of Heaven. People who denied Christ all of their lives often call on Jesus on their death bed. Want a good example? How about Darwin? On his death bed, he didn’t ask for a chimp or a prime-ape; he asked for a priest.

If man’s soul can mature at a younger age and see that lustful urges are biologically wired at birth, the sooner they can come to terms with reality and the afterlife and leave a respectable legacy.

Art and Competition ~ It Makes Me Sick

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If there’s one statement in the music Industry that I KNOW is true it’s this one: “Anyone who enters a battle of the bands has already lost”. You name the competition and I’ll guarantee the only ones benefiting from it are the promoters.

The whole concept of an artist competing with other artists is just insane. That’s why they’re called arts and not sports. But in America we love our sports and have to try and make a sport out of everything. But the arts are the most extreme form of apples and oranges you can try to judge. Let’s examine my rant:

You pick them:

Bob Dylan vs. Bob Marley

The Beatles vs. Metallica

Renoir vs. Picasso

Jimi Hendrix vs. Hank Williams

Monet vs. Patrick Nagel

M.C. Hammer vs. Fred Astaire

Gene Krupa vs. John Bonham

Cher vs. Lady Gaga (ok I just wanted to reference Lady Gaga)

But do you get my point? You can’t say Jimi is a better guitar player than Hank Williams. As Eddie Van Halen once said in a response to an acusation by Eric Clapton: “He’s right I don’t play blues. I speak a different language.” It’s wrong to compare art. The better question is to ask is: “Is it art”? (Usually followed by: “You paid how much for that”?) Which leads to; What is art? Only history will decide.

I’m sorry, I get ticked off when I get emails from the ITC. (international Songwriting Contest) or the John Lennon songwriters contest. Give me a break.

I just loath it. I’m sorry.

WHERE ARE THE DREAMERS?

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“A life without dreams is not worth living” ~ Ace Andres

 I’ve told this story before.  When I was six years old in first grade, we all had to stand up and declare our future occupations.  Actually it was more of a dream sharing period.  The girls all got up and said: “I’m going to be a nurse”.  The boys all stood up and said, they wanted to be policemen, firemen, Astronauts, football players, baseball players, basketball players, sailors or Soldiers and one kid wanted to be like Elvis.  (Guess who)

But there was never any hesitation about what kids wanted to be. I can’t imagine what kids want to be today.  What are their dreams?  A majority of kids don’t get out of the house so they don’t know what it’s like to play catch, one on one basketball or tackle football in the middle of the street. They have to be blessed with great eye/thumb coordination.  That’s about it.  They live for the most part in a virtual world.  This irony was eloquently exposed on an episode of Duck Dynasty when the father tries to take the grandkids fishing and he asks if any of them have been fishing and one granddaughter replies: “I have a fishing video game”.

The T.V. programming in today’s society emphasizes one thing.  Be rich, however; It’s more of a “Lotto” mentality.  It has little to do with virtue, hard work or using your brain,  but it’s all about “Dat Green”.  Some kids want to be rappers as they see talentless entertainers who can’t even write or pronounce the words they’re trying to say, wearing gold chains (bling) and exploiting women as sex objects.  I don’t think kids seek vocations with virtue anymore.  Social status is an evil concept in today’s society.  (It’s great however; if your dad is a doctor and you can live at home in your parents “cottage).

We’ve done a pretty good job of destroying dreams.  The “Cool” kids do drugs and hate cops.  Firemen die for other people….yuk. Playing sports means leaving your X-box and bag of Cheetos. Obama thinks war is bad so forget about the military and being a potential amputee.  The Term “Rock Star” is antiquated and only refers to “popularity” as there are no more rock stars just as the age of Rock music died……… “I just don’t know anymore”.  I do know that kids are being more polarized.  There are those who can read HTML and those who don’t know how to turn on a PC.  It has nothing to do with inequality of opportunity.  It has everything to do with inequality of work ethics.

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I truly hope the future of our kids is not Jason the Food Stamp surfer and the “Rat’s life”.  But I see little hope of society turning this trend around in the next 3 years.

 

Agenda 21 for Dummies

Agenda 21 for Dummies

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If you had made enough money, or inherited the family empire; what would your attitude be?  For the shallow minded, it would be: “He who dies with the most toys wins”.  For the compassionate it would be to set up grants to help the less fortunate.

But what if you had enough money to buy a country?

Lust makes one think way outside of the box.  For some of these, especially when they join or meet in groups, the goal is “Immortality”.  Along with immortality comes the “King complex”.  There’s an old saying: What fun is being rich unless you have poor people to kick around”?

On a more plausible paradigm, the King complex encompasses the “Castle” state of mind.  Meaning my wealth is my kingdom.  I want my Castle to continue to be occupied by peasants so my offspring can continue the Monarchy.  So  If my castle becomes too crowded; Someone has to go.  WELCOME TO AGENDA 21

If you have enough money, you can influence almost any government.  If you donate to the government (Grants) you can have certain technology created with the intentions of defending that country with unintended collateral damage.  If you have enough money, the heads of government will sponsor your true agenda.  How could I get rid of some of the people in my castle without just executing them?  I know, I could subject them to the elements.  If only I could control the weather, not only could I kill off those unnecessary peasants, but I could raise the temperature in the castle and blame the peasants and their oxen and charge them for having an effect on the castle.

This quick video is about such an invention which is up in Alaska called HAARP which is another acronym for High Frequency Active Auroral Research Program.   The first Video is short and to the point.  It also stars Bill Birnes from UFO Magazine.  The second video is EVERYTHING you need to know about HAARP.

THE LONG VERSION