Tuesday, May 19, 2009

"Tuesday's Just As Bad"

The Same Old Same Old Moves Right On Along
Taking us in dizzying circles, Backward Thinking is alive and well, as demonstrated by the very ignorant students at the University of Our Lady over the weekend (didn't the Catholics quit using Latin?--just think, stupid Catholics used to sit through routines (nuns wear habits) they didn't even understand!). Notre Dame is of course supported by its football teams and not Catholics. How ironic is it that a majority African-American football team plays under the teasin' eye of a Fightin' Irishman! And everybody knows about "fightin' Irishmen," that's the symbol we have of Irishmen in general, a bunch of pub-hanging drunken louts telling bullshit stories to one another always raisin' high the pint with a hearty roar, though in the midst of this Irish male symbol shenanigan ceremony of fun and wailin' laughter and good old rosy-cheeked Irish communion there's bound to be one who gets offended--I mean it's so easy to offend a drunken Irishman! OK, I apologize for my vulgar sense of tease. I apologize sort of like Don Rickles used to apologize after he'd racially slurred all over some lonely Black couple in an all-white Las Vegas nightclub, maybe Frank Sinatra and his boyz sittin' in the front row, and Don goes over to this Black couple and he says, "Hey, boy, you got some fried chicken in that papersack in your lap there?--whoaaaa, that's no papersack, folks, that's more like a roll of African bologna...hah, hah, of course, I'm just joking...er-ah, I love Black people...you take Sammy Davis, Jr., he and I are such pals...I love him so much, I have him come over to my house in Beverly Hills once a week and give my shithouse a good polishing...hah-hah, you know how those Blacks love to clean things...everything except themselves...whoooh, mama, funk-eee. Hah, hah, come on, now, seriously, folks, this is just my act, and as a person, I wanna say, we need to come together...."

Notre Dame has to have a national prominent football team or what else is it good for? Here in New York City, we're considered a "Catholic" city. On our commercial teevee channels we get instant news on the new archbishop of New York City, for instance--even coverage of his taking over his duties from the guy he's replacing--and then they even cover this dude's first Mass from Saint Patrick's Cathedral, the Holy Home of the Catholic God (who I assume is different from the Protestant God) in Our Town. During football season, we get every Notre Dame football game on one of our local channels, whether Notre Dame sucks or not, though traditionally, in order to maintain Notre Dame's symbol as a football Titan (from a myth), Notre Dame is never seen as a failure, even though over the past several years, Notre Dame has sucked badly, losing as many as they win, and they've gone through several coaches. I remember when Notre Dame was a team of all-Irish Catholic boys--an men's school and they were Titans when they played against other all-White college teams. But then along came a player named Johnny Bright--a running and passing back at Drake University in Des Moines, Iowa [scroll down after the Wolf Man signs off for the Johnny Bright story]...but I am going astray...way astray...like the wolf in me wanting to wander on to the next possible kill.

On the other hand, what's President Obama doing going to a religious school and delivering an address? Separation of church and state isn't it? Except, Obama seems to like walking in G.W. "Georgie Porgie" Bush's footsteps. Have you noticed that? Remember Bush gave a speech at the notorious Christian-fanatic funny farm posing as a college, Bob Jones University (and I actually had a very good high-school friend who went to Bob Jones). Check out old Bob Jones. What a decent Christian fellow he was; a hillbilly hick in the Carolina hills where they called a Spade a Nigger and were proud of it while waving their Confederate flags and teaching Jesus as a White man wearing a white robe and white hood and carrying a burning cross (Hail Caesar!)--in the hills of Carolina where they spit 'backy right smack-dab down on the sidewalks; where they blow their noses by placing a thumb to one nostril and sort of spitting the snot out the other nostril to fling it out to let land where it may fall. Spitting and nose-blowing being very important to the hillbilly culture--that and making unlicensed moonshine and racing their moonshine-carryin' hot rods on the beaches at Daytona, Florida, for fun-having and racin' and womanizin' and eatin' a lot of pork. This is perfectly natural when you trace the backgrounds of these Anglo-Saxon US barbarians--still kicking against the pricks of Death (Satan to them) on and on and on and now into the 21st Century--the same old, same old, Anglo-Saxon, Viking, Prussian, Slavic, Teutonic, Visigothic bunch--Barbarians? Here's the Wikipedia entry on "Barbarians"--it's interesting: especially since it says the name Barbara comes from the original put-down word that meant crude, uncivilized, foreign, or "curly haired"--en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barbarian .

And look at the mess this flock of fleeing religious fanatics have put us in. We are so tied up in our fables--but then that's what I was intending in my praise of this movie Esoteric Agenda. How we are ruled by symbols and flags and stop signs and "private, do not enter" signs and big huge neon symbols sailing over the skies of our great gathering places like Times Square, Piccadilly, the new Shanghai. Look at the skyline of new Shanghai (old Shanghai was a cess pool--and it's still there today, but it doesn't appear on the "praising China as the new Capitalist Champion" symbols we see flagged across our faces daily), that skyline is one light show of symbols--symbols like the Mercedes three-arm symbol. Know what it means?
Mastery of 3-dimensions is symbolized by the 3-pronged Mercedes-Benz logo. 2 symbolizes duality. Three is a trinity, or tri-unity. Every tension of opposites culminates in a release, out of which comes the “third”. In the third, the tension is resolved and the lost unity is restored. Carl Jung.

This comes from a very interesting site running a primer on what they call "Sacred Geometry." God, I love this shit. We live in a world of symbols! Too many for us to comprehend how they are enslaving us. Though look at these computers. We know how to harness these symbols but we're still in the elementary stages of making them add up to something besides the same old two-sides-to-every-coin way of existence (every coin collector knows a coin has more than two sides--two faces, yes, an obverse and a reverse, but the coin also has thickness--that forms a rim and edges of the coin, a dimension, too. Some early U.S. coins (and also some recent mint "collector" issues) had what were cataloged as "Lettered Edges," an effort at reducing the chances of counterfeiting gold coins since lettering edges is a difficult minting process).

These symbols are conditioning us. Programming us. We don't know how to live without symbols! Isn't that amazing! A little sample of Sacred Geometry thinking:

The following is excerpted material:
The Principles of Sacred Geometry
There are two main principles in sacred geometry: the masculine and the feminine. Defined by the number One and Two, this universal duality goes by many names, and usually refers to a pairing of opposites: X and Y, 1 and 2, Heaven and Earth, yin and yang, black and white, Up and down, visible and invisible, cross and a circle, positive and negative, ego and spirit. Simply stated, ANY relationship can be defined in terms of maleness and femaleness.

The relationship between a leader and a follower for example is a male-female relationship. The masculine is assigned the number 1, and the feminine is assigned the number 2.

Sacred Geometry and Web Design
If you think of the web as the nexus for ideas, a melting-pot of Mind, your website is the starting point for a piece of communication that spirals outwards, infinitely repeating itself, like the Golden Section or PI. So the starting point for your communication is the most important element because it is the essence of what spirals out in greater complexity. The starting point is a simple definition of goals. Simple definitions are difficult because it is a very small place, the razor’s edge, you might say. When you reach that small place, original goals—the root idea becomes apparent. From there you can build a plan. It’s difficult to talk about sacred geometry or define it with words alone. It has to be shown. Here are a few world-class logos and the sacred geometry imbued in their symbol. I don’t know whether these symbols were designed with this understanding in mind. But it’s because of the meaning they imbue that people are attracted to certain forms. These forms keep repeating themselves through history.

From the sacred to the profane

The pentagram was the symbol of the Pythagoreans, a group of Greek philosophers who thought the secrets of the universe were hidden in numbers and expressed through geometry and music. The pentagram is a universal symbol for growth and regeneration. Penta or five is the center, the mathematical middle of nine (femi-nine) coming together in a circle.

The cross is a co-ordiante of a vertical and a horizontal ordinate. X and Y, which stand for direction, and also designate the male and female chromosome. It symbolizes direction and crossroads, and of course, when viewed from below it is the Christian crucifix.

The Texaco logo derives it’s power from these 2 secular symbols, the pentagram and the cross.

"Trust your car to the MAN who wears the star!" used to be The Texas Company brand tagline!


That's such a great site; kind of scary if you think about it too long, though linguists like our pal L Hat can explain this shit in break-down babble that makes sense. I like how the word "babble" relates to the original word for barbarian. Shiver me timbers, this stuff is good reading--reading that makes you think one way or the other--either you believe or you don't believe, it's not that simple.

"Though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, I ain't worried 'cause I'm carrying a rabbit's foot." And, yes, I carry a "lucky" piece. I'm traditional as hell. Symbols rule my life--even as a musician, if I don't learn how to read the symbols, I'm considered an incomplete and therefore amateur musician, even though the music I'm playing and creating is above the norm in terms of technical and virtuosic performances of it. You see music is understood by people all around the world. My musician friend, Pat Conte, owner of the world's largest collection of ethnic music records, mostly 78s, going back way back into the early recordings of folk music in countries like Madagascar, or Tuva, or Romanian Gypsy or Hungarian Gypsy, or the Pyrenees, and after listening to hours and hours of this "pure" music from these worldwide countries, he concluded all this music was based on the same three changes you find in American Black blues. 3 tones. Dig it. The "Third" Carl Jung talks about in talking about the strongest form of unity. The Trinity. Triumvirates. Trilogies. Tri-pad protection. Triple-ply tires. Triumph. Tri-Star Productions. Three heads are better than one. Or as Mercedes-Benz and the Isle of Man say, "Three arms are stronger than two."

Yes, commenter, we are all confused...but NOT I! I am a Sociologist/soothsayer/raconteur, allowing my animal nature to rule me in the symbolic form of a wolf, a Lone Wolf, though I do side with pack wolves--also I read Carl Jung and Paul Goodman and Fritz Perls and Henry Miller and Philip Wylie and oh, Hell, I'm bragging, trotting out my symbols of wisdom to impress you--there are two sides to me, you see--and, yes, I am weak since I only recognize those two sides--it's that Third that I need that I can't seem to find in reality! Gunther Schuller thought he'd found the Third Stream in jazz! He thought it meant jazz developing through the compositional side of life rather than the unnotated, unscripted, unsymbolized improvisational side of life (meaning the jazz life) where traditionally Jazz the art form has been broken down into two sides, the mainstream and the free form--mainstream eventually meaning what the be-boppers played--and the free form represented by musicians like Ornette Coleman, Burton Greene, Donald Byrd (to an extent--his Free Form album on Blue Note), certainly the Costa Brothers back in the fifties--the great Albert Ayler--and oh what attention it takes to dig Albert Ayler--he'll drive you nuts--and of course the elaborately great John Coltrane, who used his vast knowledge of sounds and colors in every key in the music notational rainbow to give jazz multidimensional aspects--the sound of his horn amongst the urban traffic of the piano, drums, and bass, that constant throbbing over which men and women have to think out their problems. John Coltrane made beautiful music while riding on a Chaotic stream of consciousness and outside aggression. It's hard to continue living such a fast and precise life. It's why musicians are subject to the influences of enhancements--same as baseball players need enhancements to come up with their best glories--like breaking the sacred Babe Ruth home run record--and here I go off on another tangent (Jimmy Guiffre's album Tangents in Jazz--wonderful on-the-spot jazz improvising on tangents)--Babe Ruth's record being a symbol of White supremacy in a White-man-invented sport (a sport invented by the New York City Leisure Class (or Power Elite) for a weekend's bit of leisure-time gaming pleasure--it beat having to hunt game, like in the old princedom days of White rule). Though soon the game was taken up by the workingclass and baseball became America's pasttime sport--a chance for the workingclass to have a little leisure time--a reward under the American Dream plan. However, I'm not proud to say, that the Leisure Class (Power Elite) kept control of the game, and today, the game has turned into an industry rather than a true pasttime game. The mill used to supply the players of the game. Now the game has become the mill and the players are back to being high paid, yes, but workingclass just the same. They are slaves to the mill, no matter what royalties they are getting for their millwork. Like, and I know marvelousmarvbackbitter agrees with me, I can't watch Yankees or Mets home games. I see those pink elephant stadiums We the Citizens of New York City built for both these teams--the waste, the turning of the game over to corporate bonus-baby executives, Japanese businessmen, and our new New York City major industry represented by tourists--nothing for the baseball fan. How's it being a real baseball fan while you're eating sushi in a chi-chi rip-off restaurant setting? As a result, watch a Yankees home game and look at the empty seats. This is a team that under Joe Torre packed Yankee Stadium in 2007, the year Joe was stupidly let go, setting a major league attendance record, almost recording 50,000 a home game! That's why the Yankees were the greatest team in baseball and could afford the best players, they were a New York City baseball fan team and not a tourist attraction like they are now. Soon they'll build amusement parks and gambling casinos around the ballparks--maybe have slots in the Jackie Robinson Rotunda at CitiStadium--how insulting is it the Mets selling their stadium name to the swindling crooked CitiGroup who is still even after declaring they were broke and in need of public assistance were able to come up with 300 million cash to buy that stadium name. Oh, I forgot, cash is easy to make these days, isn't it?

Symbolically yours,



Johnny Bright was a great American athlete. He set professional football records that still stand. Yet today few Americans even know his name, much less his story.

If only as an act of contrition, it is important that they do.

Nearly 50 years after the incident that changed his life forever, it is almost as though America made a conscious effort to forget it ever happened, and in the process forgot about him, too.

Johnny Bright might very well have become the first black Heisman Trophy winner, until a brutal, unsportsmanlike act of racism cost him whatever chance he had. He was a first-round NFL draft choice, but he had already experienced first-hand the physical, racially-directed violence that Jackie Robinson, for all his courage, had only been threatened with. Unsure of his safety on the playing fields of his own country, he left it for Canada, the first NFL first-round draft choice ever to do so. And instead of becoming one of the best players the NFL has ever seen, he became one of the best players in the history of Canadian football, and a valued and respected member of his community when his playing days were over.

To continue reading: www.coachwyatt.com/johnnybright.html

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Anonymous said...


(It's still legal - and always God-honoring - to air messages like the following. See Ezekiel 3:18-19. In light of government backing of raunchy behavior (such offenders were even executed in early America!), maybe the separation we really need is the "separation of raunch and state"!)

In Luke 17 in the New Testament, Jesus said that one of the big "signs" that will happen shortly before His return to earth as Judge will be a repeat of the "days of Lot" (see Genesis 19 for details). So gays are actually helping to fulfill this same worldwide "sign" (and making the Bible even more believable!) and thus hurrying up the return of the Judge! They are accomplishing what many preachers haven't accomplished! Gays couldn't have accomplished this by just coming out of closets into bedrooms. Instead, they invented new architecture - you know, closets opening on to Main Streets where little kids would be able to watch naked men having sex with each other at festivals in places like San Francisco (where their underground saint - San Andreas - may soon get a big jolt out of what's going on over his head!). Thanks, gays, for figuring out how to bring back our resurrected Saviour even quicker!

[If you would care to learn about the depraved human "pigpen" that regularly occurs in Nancy Pelosi's district in California, Google "Zombietime" and click on "Up Your Alley Fair" in the left column. And to think - horrors - that she is only two levels away from being President!]