Have to start seriously contemplating size issues for #Miter. 100K file is not tragic but it is also inefficient. 500K file...that is tragic. Thinking file size creates new file. Requires numerous adaptive parameters in every code. I hate code! 22:21:46 363 017 Miter
Elsewhere - Purple Rain (#200)
Human atrophy. My former roommates mentioned in a previous Elsewhere are on the path of replication as depicted by the faint purple cross. “God” spare us...or perhaps nature could pass along a pleasant genetic malady. The terminal kind, like getting hit by a bus. That’s a joke by the way. Terminal. Bus. Savvy? With all seriousness, I hope it dies and takes her with it as measure to a more prosperous civilization.

Elsewhere - Disbelief, Capiarxism and Hypothetical Law
Welcome to the 199th Brainwashed deposition. Notations have been abundant as of late thanks in part to the recent extrication from the internet (Day 7), therefore I shall attempt a diminutive verse with a highly anticipated disillusion. In truth, I write this particular Elsewhere with knowledge that few gander upon these pages in the now, but should the day come, the documentation of wisdom will surface with an underpinning of rationalization.

Intermingled with my recent examination concerning the death of religion, there has been an excess of anti-religious television news programs analyzing history with some degree of prejudice. Recently, I watched the premiere of BBC’s presentation of Jonathon Millers’ “Brief History of Disbelief” which endowed me with a sense of validity having paired my analysis in the aforementioned Elsewhere article within accuracy by someone I had never heard of prior. The contention provided by Jonathon Millers demonstrated something significant...corroboration. Two entities, unbeknownst to each other, arrived at an identical hypothesis through rudimentary methods subsequently complying to the fundamentals that establish law. The same cannot be achieved by religious perspectives with such distances of isolation.

This program in it’s entirety is available online:

Link: http://www.veoh.com/series/briefhistoryofdisbelief

Pay special attention to the argument regarding the labels of secularism and atheism. He agrees with my perspective that assigning ourselves within such categories gives relevance to the premise that we do not validate in the first place. It is odd to have so many brandings, ideologies and methodologies to offset something that is nonexistent.

What is rather interesting is that religion has essentially hindered itself by doctrine and as result of this, I see quite possibly the verge of severity from the church towards it’s penultimate departure. The church once utilized violent inquisitions to remand heresy. Today, they are cuffed by the compassion they imposed as morality. I believe this margin will be dismissed in the final gasps of desperation. A staging of imposed resurrection otherwise a demise of supremacy.

A recent data purge revealed that 90 per cent of mothers who are told by examination that their fetus shows signs of Downs Syndrome have had an abortion performed. Malignancies removed from a functioning species by means of evolutionary availability. That is what life is really about...not the empathy for then but the yearned successes achieved now. This is a choice to thrive as a species and a welcomed behavior.

George Lucas believes that the Spiderman film franchise is “silly”. While not fond of the Star Wars or Spiderman franchise, I can impartially proclaim, he is a no-talent idiot. Not only is the measure of his talent irrational and demonstrated as putrid, but to dignify his arrogance as relevant by reflection of films that were not highly received by the awards associations of filmmakers, demonstrates quantity over quality and displays no merit of substance. In conclusion, Star Wars sucked and how can I prove it? To all the fans, what was your analysis of Episode One keeping in mind that this was Lucas’ first modernized attempt at attracting an audience through storytelling. I seem to recall most, if not everyone finding it disagreeable and even Lucas comically apologizing for certain characteristics of this exertion.

Tv’s semi-every-so-often ‘Worth Your Dime’ film recommendations:

You Kill Me  (http://movies.yahoo.com/feature/youkillme.html)
Joshua  (http://www.foxsearchlight.com/joshua/)

Tv’s semi-when-opportune ‘What?!’ film loathings:

Brooklyn Rules (Freddie Prinze Jr. as a calzone?!)

I am beleaguered by how the American media believes they have improved the performance and delivery of the news by now standing, the while highly coveted world-wide media Al Jazerra and BBC continue to seat themselves in a modestly unpretentious décor. Yet, who can turn down thirty-eight 72 inch flat screen monitors surrounding you with gyratory graphics spewing irrelevance.

Pea soup, lamb, fish and exquisite pastries accompanied by the music stylings of Itzhak Pearlman. I surely do hope that they enjoyed these luxuries at the expense of my labours to which did not endow myself within the same margins of comfort.

Double stomps in professional wrestling are for thoughtless and therefore talentless douche bags.

I just became aware that the Europeans of Jamestown killed natives as result of the ceasing of the donation of goods. Interesting how the founders of the United States of America were domineering, not self sufficient and quite childishly temperamental. The embodiment of the American spirit intermittently lives on.

Andy Rooney perpetuates indifference to elucidation in the least humorous way possible. For the love of humanity will you just die already.

Why are American flags placed on the debris of a disaster? How is the depiction of perseverance conveyed when the symbolism of structure and unity is placed atop ruins?

How is it you have survived for 30 years only now to tell me that you are afflicted by a genetic disorder. That is exactly what many are now attempting to portray by announcing that they are suffering from depression regardless of a maturation. Unwilling to accommodate the reality of being conditioned to despondency, psychologists have taken advantage by providing medicinal alternatives which in all contradict each diagnosis of the condition asserted.

Subway just equated obesity to crashing your bicycle and I have no quorums with that.

It is the narration to the audience amid composure between characters that I despise of Shakespeare.

No matter the condition one suffers or the tyranny one depreciates from, television will remain unfailing and alleviant of ills. Television is a condition, a diversion from and to the state of being. An unrecognized means of resolve as writers to journalists depict the unknown world to you and in spite of your diverse grandeur.

Having now passed a “Sunday” morning, I recognize a change in this divertive condition that television once imparted to me. Few repetitions as waking in the morning to watch MST3K was more therapeutic.

Just once I would like to see a Batman villain purchase something. A candy bar, salt peter, something...anything to provide more veracity than having to steal everything in order to attempt to accomplish some task of malevolence.

I am curious to see if David Maus truly turns no loss. Though poetic if so, people are desperately susceptible and there is a greater void in humanity than professed.

Norah Jones can tell me of the waiting for some fresh ice cubes any time she wishes. In addition to that, within one of her tracks is probably my most favorite lyrical passage: The window’s accusing the door of abusing the wall.

Vincent K. McMahon Jr. is the ECW Champion and with that, it pains me to turn my back to his organization that has entertained me for the majority of my conscious life. I pity the audience that efforts to grasp at such pathetic redundant maneuverings.

I started a new competition for self-amusement. You are welcome to play along. Here is the premise: When watching television, you may come across a news or documentary program that details paranormal events. When these triggers are apparent, during this program there may come an occasion when first hand accounts are dialogued. Get your score card out. Just prior to seeing the person in question, you call out if the person is fat. My score thus far, 7 and 1. The 1 was an old guy...I should have know better yet with the consistency of abnormal people claiming abnormal events, it’s hard to lose.

If I am going to eat someone, I prefer it served buffet style with a white wine, butter and garlic sauce. A sprig of basil, dash of oregano and fresh ground pepper.

Having just completed my 95th employment, I was able derive yet another missed opportunity for “terrorists”. Food preparation and delivery for aircrafts at the Orlando International Airport was surprisingly minimalist on security. The measures of demise were numerous. I held the lives of an entire flight of AreoMexico in my latex sheltered hands. For those concerned with my deliberations, I caused and intended no harm.

An updated employment history is again available with accumulation to numeral 96. Only four more to a colossal 100 employments.

Link: Employment History

Having experienced the preparations for such aeronautical excursions, it became apparent that we can in fact fault the wealthy for demeaning every attribute of flight. First class passengers are served a variety of voluminous cuisines atop porcelain plates and glassware, amongst other excesses. These unnecessary and inconsiderate abundances in addition to spacious accommodations equate to a greater mass and therefore more fuel is expended at a cost to the consumer and environmental resources. Surely you would counter with the premise that first class passengers pay a higher rate for such accommodations that consequently balance this overindulgence. I did in fact say every attribute. Finitely they do impose alterations in cost to the consumer across the board, as well, they negatively influence time. Mass differential at a fixed velocity will demonstrate how useless excesses pilfer the measure of time.

How substandard is American news today? Local news WFTV on channel 9 at 1700 in Orlando, Florida just reported on the commencement of a new Police Officer Memorial in Washington D.C. and amid the honor guard, speeches and interviews, not one image of the actual memorial was shown.

Allow me to introduce a new segment to Brainwashed and Elsewhere entitled “F The”:

F the Deputy City Manager of Cocoa, Florida. If the humor is lost, she is truly a feeble human being. For some time now, the police officers union has been attempting to renegotiate their contract and as she recently dined at a restaurant, by coincidence, so did several SWAT team members. When she completed her meal, she was told by the waitress that her bill would be taken care of by the police officers. Not more than a minute later, the waitress returned with the bill and a message stating that they could not afford to pay the bill. That is funny you old hag, yet she found the action appalling and implored the Chief of Police to suspend the officers involved...to which he did. I therefore offer a hearty F the Deputy City Manager of Cocoa, Florida.

Look around you and take stock of your personal environment. With honest, how many items in this room do you use with any measure of functionality to any degree of regularity? I look around my room and in the various corners of storage and find two items of uselessness, but I have conditioned myself for such efficiencies in life. I want you to take just a moment in the day to document the excesses in your life and quantify the value and volume of these items and rationalize the merits demanded to provide you with these singularities.

Fine art is found within application. Purposeful architectural enhancements within buildings, roadways, signage among other utilized items are far more exquisitely beautiful than any painting in a museum.

Again we return to Virginia for disenchantment. The slained students of the recent massacre were awarded degrees posthumously which invalidates the fervent labours of those who survived. Whether alive or dead, you should earn no more than what is accomplished.

What is so vile about life here that one must squander passion in the there after? At any capacity, god or not, the value of life is apparent. How is it not the most practical application to consume yourself here and now?

I have found that not one positive thing by Mormon or otherwise can be said of Joseph Smith. His disturbing characteristics contributed to the entirety of the negative stigmas attributed to Mormonism and were feverishly countered by Brigham Young and the following leaders of the church. How peculiar...or is it? No, it is...but isn’t. Do you see?

While we are on the subject of Mormons, for those watched the several hours of programming on PBS regarding the history and doctrine of the Mormons, I have a few quandaries. First is that the Mormons originally desired to expunge themselves from the United States of America though now they have never been more of a patriotic organization. The other dilemma I have is that Joseph Smith frequently entered the forest to visit the “plates” yet was unable to return the plates to his home for several years until, and suddenly...he did. I wonder, how long does it take to carve incoherent hieroglyphics into stone?

When homeless inadvertently burn down the dwelling they were squatting in, it exemplifies their ineptitude to living.

Russell Simons is a jack ass. Take your damn baseball cap off when inside and doing an interview. Does anyone even remember what a hat is for? I’ll have you know that it did serve a function once.

Robert Altman’s chauffer was given top billing. Please tell me this was a dare or bet that was lost.

Occasionally there is concern as to the labeling of a generation. I have decided to earmark this current generation as the Energy Frauds. There has never been more “energy” drinks consumed as means to ordinary endurance, as if the thousands of years of humanity were just too fatigued to accomplish anything. With the Energy Frauds mentality, I would imagine they would believe we would be further advanced as a civilization...of course we would only live to be 35, dead of a cardiac arrest.

The other day I paid fifty cents to cross a bridge over a freeway though paid a hundred dollars to the department of transportation for the registration of my vehicle which I had understood it to be a tax for roadway construction and maintenance. The abundance of toll roadways are enormously excessive in Florida. It is nearly impossible to equate the cost of travel to either avoidance of this fleecing or the accommodation of it. 7 per cent of my hourly income for no more than a 1000 feet.

Voter fatigue and late entry are accountable stratagems for government elections. Every word of that is horrifying.

So soon? I think with the sheer profusion of this Elsewhere, we can unquestionably apportion another “F The”:

F the Invisible Children’s Displace Me program and F Bobby Bailey. What a truly perfect representation of charitable organizations who “assist” the desolation in third world countries. Rather than indulging themselves into campaigns of relevance, they compel methodologies on how to experience the sufferings of a victim. Why participate as a victim when your intended obligation is renovation? No one in a comfortable group setting is going to truly experience the severity of the condition, so rather than entertaining, demonstrate change.

How many daunting events must one undertake before they cease a conceited arrogance and begin to covet a humbled confidence?

Marxism was perceptive of equal affliction by musings of fiscal reward. Capitalism equates the capacity of character to compensation. To mediate both into a singularity, the condition of workplace environmental distress must adhere to particular alterations to accommodate dissimilar requirements. Character motivated earnings are inevitable and should be accountable due to developmental and biological conditionings that measure aptitude. Workplace environmental dynamics can therefore be altered to subdue disparaged posture equating greater personalized value per hour labored.

Newton’s first “law” of motion is improbable. The “law” states that if an object were placed in motion without an opposing force, the object would continue unabated at a consistent velocity indefinitely. In natural physics, this would be considered an impracticable irregularity. The universe and it’s components subsist in a mass density without voids in matter to the molecular level. Therefore, an object placed in motion would with certainty collide with an opposing mass invalidating any viable calculation resultant of Newton’s first “law” of motion.

After several years of exclaiming my disdain for the current conditions of civilization, in parallel I have learned to become much more tolerant. Linguistic and esthetic rebelliousness have become less of a confliction. If they do not impede the ethics of efficient modernization that I implore, they are not burdensome. I now more than ever am considerate of this as an apparatus of curiosity. When it commences to hinder this frontier, you will hear about it as always. Meanwhile ladies, I consider it my duty to inform you that having endured a years worth of abstinence, a new conscious precipice of sexual potential has rouse certain characteristics that emphasize an enabling of grandeur. Fair warning to the next inhabitant of Tv Land. I’m talking to you Christina Chang.

Congratulations on your endurance -- 16,400 characters, 2,700 words and 57 paragraphs.

“Who doth molest my contemplation?” – Titus Andronicus

Elsewhere - A Condition of Living
It is rather disappointing that following the imparting of wisdom to the demise of religion that I would supplement these exterior conjugations with a temper tantrum. Regardless, here it is:

Since the Fall of last year I have resided in a two bedroom, two bathroom apartment that is a reasonably sizable flat that could easily accommodate two to four individuals. Two to four individuals who of course have some revere for their surroundings and a modicum of respect for others.

In one room, often secluded from the rest of the apartment, was myself. The room was squared and kempt. Often, I left my windows ajar to allow a reciprocation of air and consistently maintained sanitation. In the other rooms, I cannot attest to the same supervision.

Two overweight thirty-two year old behemoths, who are each divorced with children to whom they never see, position themselves every waking hour before the two computer screens you see below. For the two hundred and twenty days I have resided here, they have at every moment been assiduously playing online video games while eating from cooking pots and pizza boxes. As consequence of this, not one thing has ever been attended to. The living room you see below has been hampered exactly in that form every single day without any alteration other than additions to the hoard. The kitchen, which I ceased using ninety days ago out of disinterest in hygienic accommodations or communicative relations, has never once been organized or cleaned out of even general consideration. As you see it below, is how it has subsisted since onset. Filth and garbage strewn about the while they herd within closed windows that are never opened and the air or heat is continuously pumped through an unchanged air filter. She has been diagnosed with pneumonia or bronchitis and he has developed some dermatological condition. Are you surprised? I would have photographed their room but (and this is true) you can only obtain access through the bathroom door because the pile of debris disables the bedroom door.

You will note the image of the vacuum cleaner and pair of pants that are adjacent to the front door. The vacuum cleaner has only been used by myself once a week for the last one hundred and eighty days...and it is their vacuum cleaner. The pair of pants has resided in that same position for the same amount of time. It seems almost impossible for a pair of pants to lay on the floor in the living room flanking the front door for so long...yet, I am not here to exaggerate. There is no need as the photographs speak for themselves.

These two persons are the epitome of revulsion and contemptive hostility towards civilization and I hope that these manipulative creatures die a horrid death...and soon for the sake of humanity. Should they breed, we as a species descend.

Elsewhere - The Day Religion Died
Entia non sunt multiplicanda praeter necessitatem

What vaguely persists to define us today are the digressions of three million years of philosophies crafted by madmen thirsting for ascendancy. Enabled by the vacuum of the methods to understanding, they exploited the sustenance that beckons our fears -- uncertainty. From this conscious misinformation, the foundation for humanity’s morality was conceived and hindered within the same breath.

And then, nearly eight hundred years ago, ambiguity began to be replaced. Mankind exhumed from this trepidation thanks to paper, ink and dexterity and began to engineer tangible measures of existence in defiance of the transcripts of ethereal omnipotence. Faith itself became an uncertainty.

Let us first bear in mind that coherent man has existed for 2.6 million years and not within such a diminutive figure as 2000 to 6000 years. We have evolved over an arduous journey of time and given ourselves only what we have concocted as means of conviction within capacity. It was irrefutable evidence that could be corroborated that mankind sought to eradicate this recognized contraption of irrational ingenuity. To embrace the sense of certainty.

The origin of pure secularism can be found through a timetable of specific historic occasions and though surely the birthplace remains in the minds of men long before who were unspoken, we can acquire the prevalent globally endearing moments that ushered forth this pragmatic dissection.

Let us begin not at the first inception of a deity or demon but rather 5000 years ago when ancient Egyptians first conceived heaven and hell. Leadership requires identity and as the hundred thousand year old methodology of ethereal alliances with the unknown began to thin by proxy of volume, the upper echelon began to lose control of their populace. A new mechanism to their faith was employed and therefore life on Earth became much more convoluted. And for the next 4000 years, only notions of insolence to these practices would be spoken, incapable of being verified.

And this escorts us to the timeline of the demise of religion:

Y3263 (1202) The Hindu numeral zero “0” is introduced to the Europeans by Gerbert of Aurillac. It is the first material identity and value of a nonentity exposed to modern civilization.

Y3345 (1284) Al-Quarashi accurately demonstrates the anatomy and function of the heart muscle as a device to pump blood through the circularity system. The once perceived housing of the soul is now mere organic tissue, and the virtues of religion are for the first time in 4000 years having to publicly detour around science. The first tangible resistance in the modern era has taken place.

Y3401 (1340) Father Jean Buridan defies doctrine, becoming a secular cleric and imposing scientific analysis to purported ethereal paradoxes.

Y3578 (1517) Girolamo Francastoro publishes a study declaring that the abundance of fossils are too vast to be product of “Noah’s Flood”.

Y3604 (1543) Nicholas Copernicus’ astronomical research conceives the notion of solar orbits. His theory, though shortly proven, would be denied by the Catholic Church until Y3984 (1922).

Y3678 (1608) Hans Lippershey invents the telescope.

Y3678 (1609) Having heard of Lippershey’s invention, Galileo Galilei constructs his own telescope and commences a journey into obtaining evidence of Copernicus’ theory.

Y3760 (1691) John Ray establishes that fossils are remains of the past not entailed within scriptures.

Y3906 (1836) Charles Darwin provides confirmation of evolution. This moment would stand as the most recent significant scientific achievement in the defiance of religious dogma.

Having produced substantiation for the apprehension of religion by an accurate scientific measure, a series of events occur that begin to emaciate religion and shepherd a turn in balance.

As populations begin to extend further into the west on the North American continent, symbiotic faith begins to diminish, identically to the ancient Egyptians. In resemblance of that reform, in Y3799 (1730) Pastor John Edwards devises a method of preaching that is boisterous and outlandish, a personalized entertainment, subsequently becoming the first modern evangelist.

Following Darwin’s discovery, empathy for science blankets technological advances. Unconstrained motion on earth and in air are captured, precise scrutiny of the past overrides conformist scripture, an industrialization of utility explodes and subsequently religion contrives anti-intellectual movements.

This attempt fails as separatists of every large religion rapidly materialize and the departures from primary doctrines are accommodated. Frustrated by this division, in Y3970 (1910) “The Fundamentals” are published as canon of the fundamentalist intolerance for sects and secularism.

Shortly there after, the most prominent modern sign of decay and the shift in equilibrium emerges. Sixty years ago, a split occurred among Fundamentalists and by doing so, demonstrated that religion could partition no further. The word “cult”, which originates from the Latin “cultus” meaning care or adoration, deviates from definition and develops a pejorative idiom. Weakened to a margin unable to register with traditional religious pluralism, new divisions of tenets are considered coercive and malicious and subsequently are persecuted. Under greater scrutiny, derogatory stereotypes –- identical to those of preceding religions -- are endowed to all new age faiths. This intolerance for unorthodox modern dogmas alienates new religions to the capacity to commit virulent acts as means to facilitate validity.

With perception no longer permitting diversity and with existing religions no longer able to accommodate facets of a changing world without concessions, religion stands only to be victimized until the very end when it becomes more popular to biologically individualize humanity.

Today, an average fifty per cent of parishioners fall away from their current article of faith in search of more accommodating doctrines. As the quantity of modernized compliant religions becomes inadequate, many begin to abandon religion for a more personalized interpretation. As this technique further indulges necessities, a neglect of discernible cues emphasizes the out of sight, out of mind logic and therefore dematerializes religion from existence. In this era, it is only religious texts and the references there of in hand that make religion palpable. Without these, the alignment of the consortium is stressed.

I am fortune enough to announce that the beginning and the end, the first and the last, the alpha and the omega has already come and gone. Welcome to the new age of reason.

Elsewhere - Mood, Beauty and Reason
With apologies, another lengthy Elsewhere which I will attempt to abridge.

FOX35 news just exhibited the most humiliating and incompetent two minutes of coverage I have ever witnessed. “Fox 35 is on your side as we find out if all this smoke if bad for your health,” followed by interviewing a random women who is apparently “allergic” to smoke. I was not aware that you could be impervious to smoke. I would imagine that would be a target consumer for R. J. Reynolds.

Invention proposal: An office styled chair that alters elevation and/or angle in relationship to your mood. Based on my principle that environment dictates, the chair can positively alter perception and or disposition by adjusting to pre-designated postures.

While on the subject of inventions...the list of projects completed and in development continues to expand beyond my capacity and I have begun searching for angel investors or venture capitalists to endow means to ascertain monetary rewards for these endeavors. With that said, I implore you as a loyal viewer to assist me in this venture by applying this website to your knowledge of persons within your atmosphere. Your aid will be greatly rewarded.

I find it hard once again to even consider bigotry from obese persons. To assign judgment from a person incapable of conscientiousness disqualifies justification. I plead to everyone to campaign against these resource sapping individuals by candidly ignoring their opinions and reasoning at all times. Even supplement it with a blunt observation about their abnormal, unhealthy and discourteous girth.

As well, there are no exceptions for persons over 30 years old replacing ‘er’s with ‘a’s. I do not mind the spelling as much as the deviation in word composure being assigned by someone who must have communed with at least one person who spoke with sagacity.

I find myself despising this notion yet after further analysis and compounding evidence, the only means to sustaining the variety of exotic animal species is through domestication on variant levels. The adaptation of the wolf and subsequent success of the species demonstrates this avenue of evolutionary methodology. It is Darwinistic ethics as an apparatus to aiding in the survival of the baseline species. Encroaching on the world as a dominant species alienates other species unless there is some measure of amalgamation.

Society is fearful of itself due to a biological conditioning we all supplement...narcissism. One discretion of what others charge against you and by means of suppression, fractions of everything you are becomes mired. And from that encumbrance, all honesty is lost.

Gliese 581c demonstrates the need for deliberation on fanatical experiments in space propulsion, not leisurely non-substantive solar planetary exploration. Plunging a million dollar sensor into the atmosphere of Venus or Jupiter are hardly applicable to the advancement of the foundation for space exploration.

If someone wouldn’t mind running a finger of rum across my lips so that I may rest soundly tonight, I would be greatly appreciative. If by chance you are of a feminine entity and clad in only a breeze, all the better.

While on the theme of splendor to which I rarely articulate, I have found a new very material fascination with the actress Kerry Condon. Quite lovely I must say. It is likely the provincial Irish façade that augments my disposition.

Beauty is found in a variety of mannerisms, as it was in the sheer torture that I took from the film Shopgirl. Claire has always had the devilish cambers of an intelligent woman I yield to...and when applying sensuality to her form, agony and a loathing of cellulose triacetate ensues.

And of this talk of malleable beauty and it’s counterpart, I amble back to quite possibly the most beautiful thing anyone had ever said to me. I am afraid it was not from one of the two persons I endeared with genuine sensory love, but from one individual who took only what she had become acquainted to within a fleeting gesture. It was here she saw me more clearly than anyone before her, such that it was of a rare occasion that she had validated me. Often times I recall chronicles of my life with a plea for refinement. This was as well a rare occasion when I look back and desire for that moment to never end. I do believe that is when my loneliness truly embarked. Okay...being true of character, I possessed deficiencies I wish I could have resolved then. I could never honestly find myself in the thralls of flawlessness. I suppose rather the moment itself was closer to perfection and that is as well the beauty I recall aside the expression itself.

And with that, I am certainly quite over and done with allure. Moving on.

I am starting to think that Michael Bay may have had psychological traumas with the wind or fans as a child.

Having attempted to avoid the inevitable, finally and unfortunately, here is my review of Peter Jackson’s King Kong. I plead for you Mr. Jackson, to proceed to the producers only booth or face grueling penalties exacerbated by my agony. Trademark unrealistic, extensive, repetitive and indirect long shots accumulated with your hand actually touching paper should be considered criminal. I actually wondered if there wasn’t a condition of epilepsy shared by the director, d.p. and editor. And again, as in Lord of the Rings, the sfx continuity was lost and damn it, Jack Black? I enjoy his performances...in comedies. I do however, have a positive comment. If the film were edited to the moment Kong breaks free of the shackles to just before Jack Black’s final line of dialogue, I would grant Naomi Watts with high accreditation. However, the two and a half hours prior essentially sours her performance to that of an extra on the television series Electric Blue.

Greg Daniels and Jeff Lynch were masters of the Simpsons platform and I commend them. “Homer Badman” is a classic in television excellence.

In what rationale does anyone, including the key participant, suppose that prosthetic limbs should be allowed in the Olympic games? It is a competition of mutuality and you are defiant of that margin. And to reason that your false limb does not increase performance is a deception. The very item is crafted of carbon fibers into a flexible angled spring...my arches aren’t even that pliable.

A healthy illustration. I signed up for an online sweepstakes coherent of the consequences and have begun suffering from them. I countered with a new electronic mailing address which was prepared for such an occasion. How so many do not perceive this dodge and then find themselves unaware of origin is beyond me. 13 years on and you would think we would find accountability.

This Elsewhere has become quite rotund, so I will have to preclude my wiles regarding the proof and date of the demise of religion in addition to make-believe victimologies. That is until the following Elsewhere, which I beseech you to return for.

As a transient novelty, listen to George Carlin’s discourse on flame throwers.

“Selling is legal. Fucking is legal. Why isn’t selling fucking legal? Why should it be illegal to sell something that is perfectly legal to give away.” – George Carlin