
AND TO MAKE MATTERS MORE COMPLICATED, SOMEONE LISTENED!
Mick Farren has personal observations on the horror, the horror.

FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION
On the first of this month, I exhorted everyone to read Keith Olbermann’s MSNBC Countdown editorial, and damn me, but I’m only doing it again. Today Olbermann took special time to castigate Bush’s 9/11 antics, and the wretched little ABC/Disney propaganda miniseries that concluded tonight. In conclusion he even went to so far as to cite Rod Serling. Which ain’t bad for cable news....
"This is an odd point to cite a television program, especially one from March of 1960. But as Disney's continuing sell-out of the truth (and this country) suggests, even television programs can be powerful things.
And long ago, a series called "The Twilight Zone" broadcast a riveting episode entitled "The Monsters Are Due On Maple Street."
In brief: a meteor sparks rumors of an invasion by extra-terrestrials disguised as humans. The electricity goes out. A neighbor pleads for calm. Suddenly his car -- and only his car -- starts. Someone suggests he must be the alien. Then another man's lights go on. As charges and suspicion and panic overtake the street, guns are inevitably produced. An "alien" is shot -- but he turns out to be just another neighbor, returning from going for help. The camera pulls back to a near-by hill, where two extra-terrestrials are seen manipulating a small device that can jam electricity. The veteran tells his novice that there's no need to actually attack, that you just turn off a few of the human machines and then, "they pick the most dangerous enemy they can find, and it's themselves."
And then, in perhaps his finest piece of writing, Rod Serling sums it up with words of remarkable prescience, given where we find ourselves tonight: "The tools of conquest do not necessarily come with bombs and explosions and fallout. There are weapons that are simply thoughts, attitudes, prejudices, to be found only in the minds of men.
"For the record, prejudices can kill and suspicion can destroy, and a thoughtless, frightened search for a scapegoat has a fallout all its own -- for the children, and the children yet unborn."
For the whole bit...
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/6210240/
The secret word is Cornfield
THE TWILIGHT ZONE IS ESPECIALLY APT IN THIS CONTEXT AS ALL THE MANUFACTURED 9/11 SPIN AND HOO-HA HAS ONLY SERVED TO DISGUISE THE NEWS THAT CAME WITH YESTERDAYS WASHINGTON POST THAT THE WAR ISN’T ONLY FUCKed UP, BUT POSSIBLY BEING LOST...
"The chief of intelligence for the Marine Corps in Iraq recently filed an unusual secret report concluding that the prospects for securing that country's western Anbar province are dim and that there is almost nothing the U.S. military can do to improve the political and social situation there.
The officials described Col. Pete Devlin's classified assessment of the dire state of Anbar as the first time that a senior U.S. military officer has filed so negative a report from Iraq. "We haven't been defeated militarily but we have been defeated politically -- and that's where wars are won and lost."
Wars, I might add that will have resonances that could last for generations, if not centuries. If we have centuries.
OTHER LINKS...
Valleyboy makes a point about James Woods new TV series...
http://www.valleyboy.net/
While blu sends a link to someone who is very concerned about contrails...
http://www.surfingtheapocalypse.com/conchem.html
And shane flipside just has to be read to be believed...
http://shaneshit.blogspot.com/

I refuse to post a picture of the twin towers burning. Today is September 11th. It is the anniversary of the attack on New York City in 2001, and also the 1973 death of Salvador Allende and the overthrow of legally elected government in Chile by a fascist military junta backed by the Nixon Administration and the CIA. I have heard much distressing blather about the one and nothing about the other, except the comment below. I figure I’ll do my own remembering in private.
The secret word is Tears


(pic by Chris Welch)
Meanwhile back on TV...
SO REPUBLICANS ARE FUCKING LIARS AND STILL SPOOKED BY BILL CLINTON? SO WHAT ELSE IS NEW?
Today I’m going to be doing my best not to watch the piece-of-shit ABC 9/11 miniseries that seems to be attempting to prove that the 2001 attack on New York was all Bill Clinton’s fault. Max Blumenthal did a bang up job following the money and the influence that made this rewrite of history possible, and how, bankrolled by Disney and the far right, the plot centers around the machinations of the despicable David Horovitz. Here’s the link...
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/max-blumenthal/discover-the-secret-right_b_29015.html
Blumenthal did a great piece of joining the dots, but the way the left-ish media responded has me kinda worried. Isn’t there a tactical thinker – or even a poker player – in the while mess of them. Last week, Bush was practically on the ropes and babbling, and the left should have just been pounding him in the ribs with Katrina and the War. The ABC show would most likely netted lame to lousy ratings, but then this furor-of-the-week blew up, and the entire bloody liberal media drops everything and starts defending Ol’ Bill like it was 1999. The net result is more pointless noise. Bush, Rummy and the rest get a breathing space, and ABC gets a shitload of free promo, adding profit to propaganda. I suspect the only real way to neutralize the likes of Horowitz, Coulter, Hitchens etc., is to ignore them. By responding, we guarantee their face time. It's so damned tempting to go after these lying scum fucks, but its also a terrible waste of resources and playing into their game. If I was rich, I'd commission a highly plausible, CGI porno of Bush and Condi in BDSM flagrante and let that sucker loose on YouTube. Alas though... (This all started off a note to LA CityBeat Editor Steve Appleford, but then kinda grew.)
The secret word is Remote.

ABOUT FUCKING TIME
After only a sixteen month wait, someone has finally posted something new on the Supermodels Personals site. Whoever writes it, the shit is funny, and as irascible Uncle Lou long ago instructed us – "first thing you learn is that you’ve always got to wait."
http://supermodelpersonals.blogspot.com/
AND ON OTHER LINKS
Shane has sent this link to a fascinating but alarmingly dense treatise on paradox...
http://www.lrb.co.uk/v28/n17/jame02_.html
Gawker tells how, on the Animal Farm that is now the alt press, Mike Lacey’s new Village Voice has just dispatched Bob Christgau to the glue factory.
http://www.gawker.com/news/village-voice/the-dean-is-dead-198022.php
Hipspinster is blogging up a storm.
http://hipspinster.blogspot.com/
I would also have a rant for you to read on the Katrina and 9/11 "anniversaries", except the fucking LA CityBeat website (which I innocently hoped would one day join the 21st century, but...) is currently down. (Repeat Lou Reed quote. Fade to black.)
The secret word is Up
FLICKER-FLASH-POW: LATER EDIT
The LACB site is up again so here's the column...
http://lacitybeat.com/article.php?id=4303&IssueNum=170
Picture by mickryan


THIS CULTURE IS TAKING LEAVE OF ITS SENSES SO RAPIDLY, IT CAN MAKE A POOR BOY’S HEAD SPIN
Did you hear about what’s going on in Maine? I got this from MSNBC. Seems that up there in Maine – which is, after all, deep Stephen King country – the National Guard has come up with what’s being called the ``Flat Daddy" and ``Flat Mommy" phenomenon, in which life-size cutouts of deployed service members are given by the Maine National Guard to spouses, children, and relatives back home. The Flat Daddies ride in cars, sit at the dinner table, visit the dentist, and even are brought to confession, according to their significant others on the home front. ``I prop him up in a chair, or sometimes put him on the couch and cover him up with a blanket," said Kay Judkins of Caribou, whose husband, Jim, is a minesweeper mechanic in Afghanistan. ``The cat will curl up on the blanket, and it looks kind of weird. I've tricked several people by that. They think he's home again." Does the name Rupert Pupkin ring any bells?

TOUCHED AND AMAZED
(But also aware that this will quickly get self-indulgent and boring, but this self revelation so prevents me from turning back.)
Well, the eradication of the demon nicotine continues. I permitting the jones three fags yesterday and that’s it. I hope, by the weekend, the gaspers will be history, excluding maybe the odd lapse while drinking. (Never strive for total perfection, it is an affront to the gods.) Meanwhile the encouragement continues. The most original (with illustration left) comes from Jon...
"How often have you paused to ask yourself, "How long could I hold my breath if I was called upon to rescue a babe from the clutches of a gigantic octopus?"
He also includes an entire webpage of octopus and babe related pulp and comic art. Which you gotta admit is weird.
http://www.cyrune.com/pulp.html
Alan proves a comrade in arms...
"Yes, good luck with quitting the ciggies, Mick. I had to, (after 39 years), as I have a dodgy heart valve they want to fix. Trouble is the valve is hereditry so I begrudge giving them up. Worst is finding something to do when you usually smoked, ie after a beer, a coffee, food, everything! They say it's more addictive than heroin, and they stick us in a padded cell to get over that. Nevertheless, good luck, and as an afterthought, I loved the parallel in 'Conflagration' of the Bowie to Jones knife - I noticed if no one else did! Stick with it, the world needs Mick Farren around!" – Alan. (Alan is at http://alanburridge.freeuk.com )
"Hang on in there over the nicotine withdrawal, if it's your programme plan then it should work for you so ignore all other advice/suggestions." – Miriam
But that enough self-pity. The normal attacks will resume after this.
The secret word is Craving

"Farren will never quit. These human-alien hybrids are pathetic suckers for nicotine."
BUT IN FACT I’M HANGING IN AND GETTING LOTS OF SUPPORT...
"You don't know me, and i only know you through yer blog and albums, but good luck with quiting the smoking. i'm trying to quit right now(first time at 30), and it's harder than i thought. the brain starts to go funny after prolonged abstinence.
it might just be me, but the ramsey case seems to be straight up exploitation of a sensational and disgusting crime, endlessly regurgitated by the media to feed the morbid fascination of the pixilated masses. i don't watch tv, but friends of mine who do say it's a non-stop media frenzy. sick. what did this guy eat on the plane? blah blah. as for tv itself, if i want to watch a bee with a french accent extoll to me the virtues of using the latest nasal spray, i'll do six hits of acid. haven't watched tv for 7 years now, and glad of it. advertizing resembles bad trips, and tv shows and news programs bring to mind 1984. it seems that for those that have disconnected from the boob tube, when going back it seems more than surreal, it truly resembles brainwashing. but of course, as the anarcho-punk band Crass put it, "big brother aint' watchin' you mate, you're fucking watching him." death to the cathode ray tube..ptoofffffff, – -sam
Wish i had some good advice about quitting smoke, but i'm a wretched tobacco sucker myself... may the Force be with you. – best, nuno
Hey, good luck, amigo. Horrible fucking drug. Horrible fucking companies, who profit from it too. – aeswiren
In fact, I’m sticking to self-devised program despite the fact that the jones really fucking sucks, but all this posting sets me up for so much public humiliation if I fail, I am compelled to succeed. Zen ego-logic, ese? (But where is the comfort of Kim Novak?)
LINKS
A Bob Dylan anecdote
http://www.snopes.com/music/songs/blowin.asp
A dry but handy site that monitors the evil moves of multinationals
http://www.oligopolywatch.com/
Blog of Jon who is one of the good guys
http://www.cheblogs.com/roller/page/njon/
(The email here is still byron4d@msn.com )

IF THE UTTERANCES GROW DISTORTED...
Once again – and I hope for the very last time – I am wrestling with the cutting down and ultimate elimination of cigarettes from my life, and the dismantling of all that early programming by Humphrey Bogart, James Dean, James Bond, Frank Sinatra, Marlene Dietrich, FDR, and Oscar Wilde. I tried a while ago, but no-kidding fate violently intervened and pretty much whacked me back to square one. (Do not pass Go and pick up a carton of Merit on the way.) But here I am, trying it all over again, swearing to retire the black and silver Zippo, while admitting that the romance of the coughing-outlaw, lunger-poet is definitely not all it’s cracked up to be, and is seriously inhibiting other areas of potential adventure. So wish me luck and look kindly on any weirdness in my though processes because this shit ain’t easy.
The secret word is Wheeze

I seem to be on an ursine kick this weekend, but also need an excuse to post this great graphic from Valerie...
THE BEARS ARE PISSED!
They’ve been shot at in New Jersey, messed with in Montana, the polar bears in the arctic are seeing their environment melt to slush around them, and now fucking Bush wants to hand it all over to his oil baron masters. Also I understand that studies show male polar bears’ genitals are shrinking due to pollution. (I got this fact from Bill Maher, but I guess he’s as good a source as any.) And Butterstick the cam-panda (left?) is grown and wholly forgotten. Would you blame the bears if they came looking for payback? And wouldn’t it be nice if one of them ate Christopher Hitchens.
The secret word is Paddington

DOGGONE BUMMER
Pluto is no longer a planet. After a tumultuous week of clashing over the essence of the cosmos, leading astronomers stripped Pluto of the planetary status it has held since its discovery in 1930. And I’m bummed, or, as HCB puts it "Woke up this morning, dug around in my pants and found I was missing a planet. They can't take that away from me." The question of of the exact nature Goofy has not been resolved.
IN THE SAME EMAIL, HCB ALSO REMARKS
"Funny you'd bring up Lee Harvey in connection to Karr – I thought of Oswald as soon as I saw him. Same vacancy or whatever that quality is in his eyes. Someone who has really crossed that border. Meantime they're showing more footage of JB Ramsay on stage in her bathing suit.
(Spoiler warning)
"Don't know if I mentioned this, but the whole deal with Little Miss Sunshine is all about a kid who wants to go to one of these pageants, but who is completely unsuited for the thing. Meantime, unbeknowst to the audience and the girl's family, her porn crazy coke and dope snorting grandpappy Alan Arkin has tutored her to do a strip to Superfreak, which is the climax of the picture. I keep wishing they'd play that song when they show JBR on these segments."

"Don’t worry about the morning after, darling. The night before is going to be complicated enough."
FINALLY SOME REPRODUCTIVE GOOD NEWS
Adults may buy the morning-after pill without a prescription - but only with proof they're 18 or older, US federal health officials decided Thursday. The Food and Drug Administration ruling culminated a contentious three-year effort to ease access to the emergency contraceptive.
The secret word is Finally
And this – if nothing else – presents a weird cross section of humanity...
http://www.elvisinfonet.com/index.html
CRYPTIQUE – Why is there something instead of nothing?

THE ANNALS OF FLATULENCE
I cannot help but wonder who organized yesterday’s cable news inundation of items about how George Bush totally adores fart jokes and even "cuts a few for laughs." I figure the Democrats hardly have the wit to pull something so perfectly frat house, so it has to be the work of some faction of Republicans attempting to get out from under the escalating national dislike of their President. Unfortunately no one – not even the History Channel – had the audacity to work in a resume of previous world leaders famous for their farting. But here on Doc 40, audacity is our business. Heading the list, of course, would be Adolf Hitler (left), who broke wind continuously as a result of his bizarre, self-designed, vegetarian diet that seemed to consist of lentils and cabbage, followed by chocolate eclairs. Unlike Bush, however, Hitler did not find this in any way amusing, and was profoundly embarrassed by his odorous affliction. (It must be made clear that Doc40 is in no way likening – or even comparing – our President to Hitler. It’s just that a fart is a fart.)
The secret word is Poot!

FROM THE SUBMERGED TO THE RIDICULOUS
After being creeped out all day by the absurd news debate about whether John Mark Karr (already he has the killer’s three names – as in Lee Harvey Oswald) drank champagne on his business class flight from Bangkok, punctuated by the bloody President telling us that we’ll stay in Iraq for as long as he’s in office, I watched When The Levees Broke, Spike Lee’s superb documentary of New Orleans and Hurricane Katrina, and could hardly believe I was living in the same country. Lee’s unflinching and gorgeously edited four part piece (two more tomorrow on HBO) brought the suffering alive and reminded us that, while the barrage of Karr obsession sweeps cable news, New Orleans is still in ruins, and the bastards who did nothing, far from being impeached, fired, or taken out the back and shot, still wield their vacuous and vicious power. And more hurricanes are going to come.
The secret word is Swine
But isn’t the future itself by very definition a continuous and unstoppable revolution, and the only option it presents is to shape its temporal insurection from a position we must perceive as altruism? (Or maybe revenge?) Because, come what may, we will not escape it.
THE BULWER-LYTTON FICTION CONTEST
(from Jude at Borderlands books in SF)
The winners of the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest for 2006 have been announced! In case you're not familliar with this august contest, (whose results are announced in July) their website explains it succinctly: "An international literary parody contest, the competition honors the memory (if not the reputation) of Victorian novelist Edward George Earl Bulwer-Lytton (1803-1873). The goal of the contest is the essence of simplicity: entrants are challenged to submit bad opening sentences to imaginary novels." This year's winner was submitted by Jim Guigli of Carmichael, CA: "Detective Bart Lasiter was in his office studying the light from his one small window falling on his super burrito when the door swung open to reveal a woman whose body said you've had your last burrito for a while, whose face said angels did exist, and whose eyes said she could make you dig your own grave and lick the shovel clean." For more startlingly bad opening lines, visit
http://www.sjsu.edu/depts/english/2006.htm.
And talking of books, reports have come out of Crawford, Texas, that our President was seen looking at a copy of The Stranger by Albert Camus. We can only assume that, from the title, he assumed it was a western.
The secret word is Literacy
SELF ADVERTIZING
IS PLUTO A PLANET?AND LET’S NOT FORGET THAT ELVIS DIED 29 YEARS AGO TODAY

And right on schedule...
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OH, AND DID I MENTION TERROR?
(And of course the ever popular tax cuts for the rich and quantum profits for the oil industry?)
In the above, my friends, you have the entire 2006 Republican election campaign in a nutshell.
The illustration – send by Valerie – is Cruficied Grouper by Hugo Bruce. (And damn do I feel like a crucified grouper.)
BUT TO STOP YOU ALL GETTING AS DEPRESSED AS I AM,
here’s a bit of video of a monkey annoying Tigers. It was sent by HCB who advises turning off the ghastly audio.
Http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=8811551493740102634&hl=en
The secret word is Signifyin’

GORE IS GREAT!
A couple of weeks ago interviewed Gore Vidal -- one of my heroes -- and here’s the teaser...
"[Bush and his cronies] are all sissies. Remember that," he says. "These are people who’ve never been in an army. The men behind the war in Iraq are cowards who did not fight in Vietnam. They’ve run away like the president, who I refer to as the Yellow Rose of Texas. They’re weak little people with an agenda – which is: ‘We’ve gotta show our muscle around the world. Running out of oil? We’ll take it. Show how tough we are. We’re macho.’ And we’re also dumbo, and that is the problem."
For the whole deal...
http://lacitybeat.com/article.php?id=4180&IssueNum=166
I also managed a demented deliberation on TV commercials...
http://lacitybeat.com/article.php?id=4177&IssueNum=166

VAMPIRE SEA SPIDERS!
Everyone knows we adore cute critters at Doc40, but these, drawn to our attention by HCB, seem pretty fucking extreme. (And don’t they look kinda familiar, Lt. Ripley?) Oh for the happy days of the pandacam.
"Weird spider-like creatures that live at the bottom of the ocean and use a 'straw' to suck on their prey are baffling scientists. These sea spiders, some of which are blind, are defying scientific classification. They crawl along the bottom of the sea floor, sometimes more than 6000 to 7000 metres down, where they live in the dark, feeding on slow-moving soft-bodied sponges and sea slugs."
For the full story...
http://www.abc.net.au/science/news/stories/s1675573.htm
The secret word is Bathyscape

EVIL DOG EATS ELVIS’ TEDDY
The invaluable somegirl and also Valerie (welcome back) both sent versions of the following tale of horror...
"On Tuesday night the doberman pinscher guard dog, after six years' blameless service, went berserk: within minutes Mabel, a 1909 German-made Steiff teddy bear once owned by Elvis Presley, more recently the pride and joy of an English aristocrat, lay mortally wounded."
For the full story...
http://arts.guardian.co.uk/news/story/0,,1836014,00.html
or
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/5240832.stm
CRYPTIQUE – Put a chain around my neck and lead me anywhere.

YOU’RE JUST NOT GOING TO BELIEVE THIS!
As many regular Doc40 visitors know our great and good friend Boss Goodman – former Deviants roadie, former Pink Fairies tour manager, former club DJ, concert promoter, and master chef at the Portobello Gold suffered a left-brain stroke back at the end of March. Since that time, he has received all kinds visits and notes of love and encouragement, but the one linked below really takes the cake. I can’t say more without giving away the surprise, but believe me, it’s scarcely believable.
(The pic was taken by Rich Deakin. It shows Boss at the country estate of Felix Dennis during his recovery from a heart episode that may have been a overture to the stroke. The sculpture, one of a series in Felix’s Garden of Fame is of a young Bob Dylan at the bedside of Woody Guthrie.)
Check this out!
http://www.mannorak.com/clintlet.htm
The secret word is Wow!
(And the headline below is purely coincidental and in no way a joke about Boss's famous girth.)

THE BIGGEST GODDAMNED DAMNED BLOB IN THE UNIVERSE
HCB sent over the following news report. There is no suggestion so far that it’s coming to get us, but you never know. (The blimp! The blimp! Fast and bulbous!)
An enormous amoeba-like structure 200 million light-years wide and made up of galaxies and large bubbles of gas is the largest known object in the universe, scientists say. The galaxies and gas bubbles, called Lyman alpha blobs, are aligned along three curvy filaments that formed about 2 billion years after the universe exploded into existence after the theoretical Big Bang. The filaments were recently seen using the Subaru and Keck telescopes on Mauna Kea. The galaxies within the newly found structure are packed together four times closer than the universe's average. Some of the gas bubbles are up to 400,000 light years across, nearly twice the diameter of our neighboring Andromeda Galaxy. Scientists think they formed when massive stars born early in the history of the universe exploded as supernovas and blew out their surrounding gases. Another theory is that the bubbles are giant gas cocoons that will one day give birth to new galaxies. The finding will give researchers new insight into what the structure of cosmos looks like at the largest scale. "Something this large and this dense would have been rare in the early universe," said study team member Ryosuke Yamauchi from Tohoku University. "The structure we discovered and others like are probably the precursors of the largest structures we see today which contain multiple clusters of galaxies," Yamauchi said.
The secret word is Jello.

RETRO DOGGONE
I discovered the reflection linked below in the course of my web wanderings and found it touching and poignant. Or maybe I just have a soft spot for cosmonaut canines.
http://headwideopen.blogspot.com/2006/07/rip-laika.html
The secret word is Whimper


NOTE THE FABRIC
On the left is Miss Israel, on the right in Miss Lebanon. They are at war. Yet the beauty pagents continue as the rockets explode, nations tear themselves apart, and we fear the eventual nuclear option. Doesn't this all make it totally pointless and criminally absurd and increasingly push the mind to the end of its tether?
The secret word is Extinction

"Okay so Farren will be out here pissing and moaning that’s it’s to hot to blog – or do anything else for that matter – and how there are power outages all across the nation, and it’s the end of the world, blah, blah, blah, and then he’ll post this picture because – unlike Stephen Colbert – he thinks bears are adorable, but this bear has some fucking news for all you human’s, okay? This may look way cute, and way cool, but what you don’t know is that this lump of ice I’m sitting on is ALL THAT’S FUCKING LEFT OF THE NORTH POLE, YOU BASTARDS!"
The secret word is Torridness.
Meanwhile, an old friend becomes a new blogger at...
www.valleyboy.net
And I have a media column in today's LA CityBeat on TV coverage of the brand new war.
http://lacitybeat.com/article.php?id=4103&IssueNum=164

HEAT?
I CANNOT LIE TO YOU...
So where have all the blogs been for almost a week? The answer is that it’s been too fucking hot (as 100F+ in some parts of LA) to do anything much of anything except my appointed tasks, which in that last 4-5 days have included a major interview with Gore Vidal which will appear in LA CityBeat on the next couple of weeks, and also two live shows which made me very happy. I confidently hope that normal service with be resumed as soon as the temperatures drops at least into the low eighties.
Meanwhile, the lovely hipspinster had been blogging up a storm about Sir Ian Mckellan and the fear of Mercury in retrograde...
http://hipspinster.blogspot.com/
And the Doug the Bass sent over the following with the comment with which I totally concur "Hey, what do you know? Something from the Ayn RandInstitute that I actually agree with."
OPPONENTS OF EMBRYONIC STEM CELL RESEARCH AREOPPONENTS OF HUMAN LIFE JULY 20, 2006
"President Bush's claim that embryonic stem cell research violates 'the dignity of human life' is morally obscene," said Yaron Brook, executive director of the Ayn Rand Institute. "This research has the potential to rescue millions of individuals from painful and life-threatening diseases. Anyone who places the welfare of a few undifferentiated cells above that of actual human beings cannot claim to value human life. "There are no rational grounds for ascribing rights to an unconscious cluster of cells smaller than a grain of sand. But the opposition to embryonic stem cell research is not based on reason--it's based purely on religious dogma. From the development of anesthesia to the introduction of birth control, religion has consistently opposed scientific and medical progress. Today, with their assaults on evolution, cloning, and stem cell research, the religious right is attempting to drag us back to the Dark Ages. "Anyone who values human life must stand up forscience and against President Bush's attempt to impose his religious agenda on America."
The secret word is Swelter

MICK AND ANDY DO IT AGAIN
Yes my friends, we’re doing it again. Mick Farren and Andy Colqhoun have not one, but two live performance outings with their two-man alien blues this coming weekend. The first is Saturday (July 22) when we get up on a bill with John Sinclair & The Blues Scholars, and Michael Simmons. That will be at Rae's Lounge, 10939 Venice Blvd, Los Angeles, 90034 - (310) 202 8464 (That’s a few blocks west of Overland.) Kicks off around 9.00PM.
I figure the above will be the more alcoholic and raucous of the two events, although much can be said for a more relaxed (and maybe hungover) Sunday evening (7-10pm) with same crew plus John Feins & Louie Lista at the Synergy Café Lounge, 4445 Overland Avenue, Culver City, 90230 (310) 559 8868 ( http://www.synergycafelounge.com/
The secret word is Attend

THE BLOODY RED SUN OF BUSH’S NEW WORLD
As the air-conditioner struggles in an overheated LA, I avoid the news. After a marginal recovery, the Israelis are bombing Beirut back into the 1980s, while on the level of the neocons playing their grand game of Risk-For-Real, a massive war zone is being created stretching from the Mediterranean to the Himalayas, right to nuke-packing India and Pakistan. If history is anything to go by, it could take the world five hundred years to recover from the first six of this century. Or maybe 5000. At times like these I begin to agree with the friends who tell me it’s fucking hopeless and we might as well just medicate and be damned. Making George fucking Bush president was about as smart as giving a belligerent fifteen year-old a bottle of scotch, a 357 magnum, and the keys to a Ferrari. I also hear a paranoid runor that Rummy has an obsession. He wants to let of a nuclear device in the worse possible psychotic way. He hardly cares where any more.
The secret word is Fantastic

OPEN THE POD DOOR, HAL
Regular readers will know that, over the last few month, we’ve more that once discussed The Singularity, that moment a quarter of a century or so in the future when Ray Kurzweil thinks computers will be smarter than we are, and human and machine will merge and blur. (And I suspect may be the cyberpunks' version of The Rapture.) The following comes from HCB who has been rather quiet for a while but seems to be feeling better and we all wish him well.
SIGNS THE SINGULARITY HAS ARRIVED
by Dave Price
With all the worrying about the future of technology, it's important for people to know when the Singularity has arrived. This helpful guide will provide some hints as to when you may have passed the event horizon in the predictability of human technological development.
10) You're late to work because can't remember where you left the encryption keys to your backup consciousness cache.
9) TV watches you more than you watch it.
8) Your divorce proceedings include nasty fight over who owns the source code to your wife's operating system.
7) Your cats have higher incomes and several more advanced degrees than you. Occasionally, they let you pet them while they do differential calculus (they think you're so cute when you do that).
6) You're evicted from your body, which is seized by the county and sold for back taxes.
5) More computers own people than people own computers. Video game violence takes on an entirely new meaning.
4) Civilization collapses and rebuilds itself several times during your daily commute to work. This generally causes you only a slight delay.
3) Political analysts are surprised when third-party AI candidate is elected President with 99.99999% of the vote as several trillion voters are created minutes before polls close.
2) Goldfish crackers beg you for mercy, try to wriggle away, then scream when you bite into them. Your kids love this.
1) "Blue Screen of Death" no longer just a figure of speech."
CRYPTIQUE – How far down the rabbit hole do you really want to go?

SYD BARRETT -- RIP
I'd write more only I feel like shit, cold, sore throat, who knows what? In other words Syd's dead and I ain't feeling so good myself.
But our pal hipspinster has been writing lots including an unusal incident that befell us on July 4th. http://hipspinster.blogspot.com/

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