Apocalyptic was a sick film, instant cult classic, and had some great acting in it. It was upsetting because this type of thing actually happens. What sick, twisted mix of human weakness and human sin went into the Jim Jones in Guyana tragedy? Apocalyptic takes a look at it. Difficult to watch.


What else? I read NORMAL, this novel about a British serial killer. Thomas Harris sort of glamorized the genre with the Hannibal Lector series, but the book kind of was something to read. I have been dipping into  the book bin of my “pahtnuh“**, and this one may have been the choice that drives me back to reading real books again. I am once again attempting LOVE IN THE TIME OF CHOLERA, but hate books that won a Nobel, typically, and think it is a diversity award as a much as a literary one.

**Note-“pahtnuh” is a catch-all for describing one with whom one has signed the legal and social contract of “marriage”. All else is sexist, hetero-fascistic posturing. If you don’t like it, well, you should have voted for Ron Paul, who advocated the federal government getting out of the marriage business.

Unfortunately, in a democracy, I get the type of leadership you deserve. How is this a democracy anyway, when billionaires conspire to get their stooge into the White House, and then have this guy select Supreme Court Justices who are unqualified, who then make laws for the whole country? This is democracy?

** I was watching that Planned Parenthood video where this Nucatola lady discusses selling aborted baby organs while chowing down on her lunch. She basically talks about committing felonies and how to avoid jail when doing one. It’s ghoulish. She won’t go to prison. It’s messed up. This bitch is the ultimate domestic terrorist and it’s all state approved. She kills more Americans in a week than ISIS ever will. Nucatola is an interesting name. Italian Jews are an interesting bunch at least through history. Like Usury, selling body parts is frowned upon by the more civilized elements of the Western World, so  often times Jews would perform the service. Nucatola is like a modern day Shylock, getting her pound of Planned Parenthood flesh, which Margaret Sanger designed as a tool for racial eugenics, or limiting the number of blacks and browns. Is it too ghastly to explore the political, religious, and ethnic affiliations of the people who support and apparently also profit from Planned Parenthood? How about selling baby body parts? Which topic is more ghastly? Maybe the truth of everything is too ghastly to contemplate, and we all live a lie as a compromise between reality and sanity.

Here is a thought though. If this absolutely untouchable murderous felon Nucatola can sit around and talk about carving up babies over lunch, what do you think is the elite masters’ of the universe’s attitudes towards you? Is the absence of a sense of self preservation part of your compromise with sanity and reality?

William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)


Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.

The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?