Where Were You When…?

Posted on January 1, 2016 by admin

…you learned that Kurt Cobain was dead– apparently of a suicide. Answer: I was in my last days of dental school at Marquette, waiting for a presentation in the lab (Room 305) on how we could refinance and save $$ on our student-loan payments. Someone said Kurt Cobain was dead, and I whipped around exclaiming “What?!” in disbelief as the news leaked out- shotgun blast to the head, heroin syringes, suicide note, etc… After that, I only remember a bit of our mathematics-savant classmate busting the speaker as a scam artist. I was numb at first, which then gave way to resentment over Cobain’s cowardice & betrayal. It’s always been hard to listen to Nirvana since his death. Listener’s interpret them differently with the suicide ending.
…you learned that Kurt Cobain was murdered! Answer: I Netflixed Soaked in Bleach (2015) in my living room last night. Others found out much earlier by reading Love & Death: The Murder of Kurt Cobain (2004) by Max Wallace & Ian Halperin. [1]

A brief review of the facts, background & suspects: Kurt Cobain was divorcing Courtney Love at the time of his death. Below is Cobain’s handwritten note found in his wallet at the death scene, which has finally been released to the public by the Seattle Police Department (SPD). In it, Kurt Cobain scorns Courtney Love as a “money siphoning whore.”

Tom Grant, a private investigator contacted & hired by Courtney Love on April 3, 1994 (less than a week before Cobain’s body was found), spoke to their attorney Rosemary Carroll at her office on April 13, 1994. Grant claims Carroll pressed him to investigate Cobain’s death, and that Cobain was not suicidal. Carroll also claims that Cobain had asked her to draw up a will excluding Love, because he was planning to file for divorce. Cobain & Love had a prenuptial agreement, which would have cut her out of the big money from Nirvana’s royalties.

Rosemary Carroll also provided Tom Grant (in a breach of client confidentially) with this handwriting practice note, which she found in Courtney Love’s backpack left at her home:

This is now widely interpreted as Love practicing the forgery of Cobain’s handwriting used in the final four lines of his ‘suicide note’:

Rosemary Carroll has not commented publicly on any of this.

Rosemary Carroll, attorney for Love & Cobain

Courtney Love and Kurt Cobain had a newborn at the time, Francis Bean Cobain; who was cared for by their heroin-supplying ‘nanny’ Michael ‘Cali’ Dewitt:

Dewitt remains the murkiest figure in this sordid affair. He’s likely the one who overdosed Cobain at Love’s behest, then staged the fake suicide. Michael Dewitt was never interviewed by the SPD, except for this statement taken over the phone:

Kurt Cobain’s best ‘friend’ at the time of his death was Dylan Carlson, a fellow heroin junkie and hanger-on:

Dylan Carlson it seems, was also used by Courtney Love to conceal the murder, particularly by keeping Tom Grant’s investigations away from the greenhouse room above the garage, where Cobain’s body laid for days before being discovered. Here is Dylan Carlson’s police interview:

Both Carlson’s & Dewitt’s interviews were done by Sgt. Don Cameron, who was at Cobain’s death scene and ran the SPD investigation:

Don Cameron’s corruption as a police officer is documented in this clip from Soaked in Bleach:

Courtney Love most-likely paid Sgt. Cameron to derail any attempts to classify Kurt Cobain’s death as suspicious. Also implicated is Nikolas Hartshore (long-time friend of Love), the medical examiner who did the initial exam of Cobain’s body. Autopsy findings were never publicly released, as they would likely prove that Cobain died of a heroin overdose, not of a shotgun blast to the head. [2]

Nikolas Hartshore died in 2002, in a base-jumping accident.

As mentioned earlier, Tom Grant is the PI whom Courtney Love retained to “find Kurt.”

He immediately became suspicious of Love during their first interview, and afterwards taped every conversation with her and her cohorts. They are damning evidence against Love, as the lead conspirator in the murder of Cobain. [3]

Equally helpful for those interested in justice, is Grant’s time-line summary of events, including all correspondence with Love, Dylan Carlson, Michael Dewitt, Rosemary Carroll, and the SPD. [4]

Courtney Love has destroyed most of the physical evidence in this case. The greenhouse crime-scene has been torn down, the shotgun melted, and Cobain’s body was cremated only 6 days after it was discovered on 4-8-94. Supposed ‘other suicide notes’ (always sensationally leaked to the press), have also claimed to have been burned by Courtney Love. [5]

One can only imagine the reaction from feminists if this situation was reversed. Does anyone believe Kurt Cobain would be allowed to get away with murdering his wife under the same circumstances? He would be in jail today, with little chance for parole. Not so for Love, who is rich with fuck-you money & clout. Being a woman & mother protects her in this sick society, even if she is a lying psychopath who murdered her husband (the biggest popular icon of his era), for a pile of money.

Knowing all this now makes me feel differently, but only somewhat. Kurt Cobain is still dead, and much of it was his fault. When you become a junkie, you render yourself helpless– becoming vulnerable to parasites & vipers who claim to be your friends:

When you are a rock-star who poses for photos like this, you allow yourself to be led in a bad direction:

Nirvana’s music sounds a bit more hopeful again, knowing the truth.

The evidence discussed here is just the tip of the iceberg. [6] Hopefully soon there will be justice– with this murderer (pictured below) facing a jury of her peers:

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Alive Inside: The Power of Music

Posted on December 24, 2015 by admin

Alive Inside (2014) is the stirring account of Dan Cohen, founder of the non-profit organization Music & Memory, struggling against a broken healthcare system. Along with independent documentary film-maker Michael Rossato-Bennett, they demonstrate music’s ability to reverse memory loss– restoring dignity & sense of self. [all pics google]

Alzheimer’s disease and related dementias (ADRD) is characterized by cognitive impairment. Agitation is a symptom in 70%-90% of those afflicted with advanced stage ADRDs. This interferes with care delivery and social interaction, ultimately destroying their quality of life. It is a huge problem facing human society, and like most other issues facing humanity, it’s growing worse daily– as illustrated by the graph below:

It should come as no surprise that geriatric healthcare providers suffer some of the highest rates of career burnout. Burnout is a multi-factorial phenomenon, involving environmental, personality, and profession-related factors. Research shows risk for burnout in geriatric healthcare to be between 25-75%, depending on the study– with a likely overall average near 50%. [1]

The problem of elderly care is fundamentally capitalist. As explained in the film, “A doctor can write a prescription for a $1000/month anti-psychotic drug, and it’s no problem. But a patient getting reimbursed for a $40 iPod, as medical therapy, is next-to-impossible…nursing homes have become a shotgun marriage of poorhouses & hospitals.”

This is an accurate description and explains their motivation to over-medicate. It pays-off the big pharmaceuticals, while turning those afflicted with ADRDs into vegetated zombies. These sedated ‘living dead’ are easier for staff to manage, and easier for corporations to milk for insurance profits. Half the patients in U.S. nursing homes receive no visitors.

The WebMD tagline is “Better information. Better health.” Their recommended therapies for ADRDs are: anti-psychotics (major tranquilizers), benzodiazepines (psychoactive hypnotics) and selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors (anti-depressants); all of which are highly toxic, with serious side-effects. These drugs were never meant for use on geriatric patients, and yet today they are the standard-of-care for Alzheimer’s and dementia.

WebMD covers its ass with this blurb (& qualifier) at the end of its ringing pharmaceutical endorsement, “The FDA has placed a ‘black box’ warning on these drugs describing these problems. They can be helpful for many people, though.”

Such is the cruel logic of healthcare under capitalism.

Individualized music as an alternative therapy for agitation in ADRD, involves carefully selected music, based on the person’s lifetime preferences. The easiest way to do this with anyone is to determine their years in high-school. The popular music from that era will usually be their favorite, or at least an excellent starting point.

Watch what familiar music does to 94-year old “Henry” in this clip from Alive Inside:

For this therapy to be effective, it needs to be individualized music. Research shows “a significant reduction in agitation during and following individualized music, compared to classical music. This study expands science by testing and supporting a theoretically based intervention for agitation in persons with ADRD.” [2]

Why does individualized music work? Because music evokes emotions that bring back memories. Any time we remember something, we are actually recalling where we were when we learned it. When we hear a favorite song from the past, we are instantly transported back to that time & place in our minds. No other medium has that power, and PET scans prove it scientifically.

The musicality within all of us is innately human, as chimpanzees don’t have this primal need to connect with other chimps through music. Our musicality remains one of the last areas of the brain affected by ADRDs. Music is a portal to reach people who have slipped into vegetative states, who are otherwise unreachable.

Artists & songwriters understand this better than anyone. They create music for people to enjoy, because it connects them with others. Their music IS the culture, and it’s power to communicate & heal will remain as long as human society exists.

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Johns & Baller Bitches

Posted on December 22, 2015 by admin

Warning: this piece contains obscenity, along with explicit sexual discussion.

The Urban Dictionary defines a baller bitch as a vixen, not to be messed with. Included in this definition are rapper girlfriends, athlete’s wives, and other forms of gold-diggers who insist that women should always use sex as a weapon. This ultra-modern form of something that has always existed in human society can be roughly correlated with the rise in salaries for movie, television, music & sports celebrities in the 1990’s. Everyone follows the money.

I’ve slightly edited for concision, clips from the Female Baller’s Handbook (2008), an online advice piece by Ronnell Coombs– a self-acclaimed expert in the field [pictured below]. Inserted in italics are my responses, as needed.

I consider his ‘guidebook’ to be a valuable first-hand account on the subject, much more raw and to-the-point than 99+% of the feminist drivel whose purpose is to deflect, apologize and mislead its readers– by never identifying the class roots of the problem. Women are encouraged to holdout on sex, in exchange for financial security. This is meant to favor powerful men who can afford it, but in fact, it degrades the value of ALL women & men.

Ronnell Combs: The baller-bitch priority system is simple. You need a good job and a side hustle, which must have potential; for real cash. You need cash for freedom of movement, allowing a greater pick of men, opportunities, work schedule, and recreation. [p.3]

Ric Size: This is the living definition of high-maintenance working girl.

RC: You must understand the superficial nature of people. Be extra careful to control what other people see when they look at you. [p.15]

RS: This is the definition of a viper; and of course, they are trained to be suspicious of anyone else maintaining aspects of their own privacy.

RC: You have to grind your way out of the hood. The formula is clear-cut. You either need a dead-end job, and a super side-hustle, or a career in which you can climb the corporate ladder. The last option, of course is to ‘get in the mix’ and seduce a rich man. The last option is the hardest. [p.23]

RS: …but the most worthwhile.

RC: You will have male fans at the corporation. If they are of equal rank, be nice to them; but avoid fucking them. They are of equal rank; thus they can’t take you to the next level. When you surpass him in rank, you can afford to shit on him, but not now. [p.26]

RS: It’s like that with everybody in corporate.

RC: When a man of higher rank wants to get with you, you are in a tricky situation. You’ll be some form of ‘office groupie’ if you play it wrong, and a high-powered vixen if you play it right. You need to play it right. Size the guy up. Peep to see if he has real power, or just a fancy title. Find out if he’s married. Peep his movement. Smart women will mislead you in order to get ahead. Women are rotten & cut-throat when it comes to powerful men. Never forget that. Disguise this conversation as business talk. [p.26]

RS: Successful straight men are always targets for a well-laid pussy trap. It’s a refined operation on all fronts.

RC: The guy’s primary interest is getting into your panties.

RS: What’s wrong with a fling, as long as it’s safe & between consenting adults?

RC: However you are going to make him psychologically think you are his dream wife. You are thinking business first, all along. He’ll usually invite you on a bullshit date. The stage is usually set for him at this point. You have to play this shit out with a smile on your face. Be charming, pick his brain, figure out his interests, and get into his routine. Figure out where his wife and baby mama went wrong. You should be a bag of excitement one day, but let him see you are knee-deep in a business project the next day.

RS: Which is why so many men don’t date anymore– they are tired of being jerked around with this shit.

RC: When you help him with his projects, make sure he gets ALL the credit. This is something 98% of bitches won’t do. Play the game! Little does this guy know that he is going to help you get that promotion! [p.27]

RS: Men need to be pandered to, because they are weak-minded. Women don’t need any credit at work, because their primary value is fucking. Every time RC writes: “he/him/his” or “guy/man”, he really means “wallet.” This pimp knows his business.

RC: When you do have sex with this guy, you have to turn him out. You have to lick the balls, lick his ass, kiss toes, take it up the ass, drink cum, and be a fucking acrobat. This guy has to be convinced that this is the best sex he’s had in his life. When you are a great businesswoman and a perfectionist in bed, you will cloud a guy’s judgment. Get business handled. A pussy-whipped guy will do anything to control you. You have to allow him to see that power impresses you. Don’t let love or romances cloud your judgment. [p.28]

RS: I must admit the sex sounds intriguing, but that attitude is about as cold-blooded as it gets. Boys, is it really worth it? You’re looking for a good time and perhaps romance if it vibes right, while she’s a professional– playing for keeps. Note: if you don’t have money, you’re not considered to be in her league, so forget it.

RC: Baller-bitches believes that men are dogs, but they are master dog trainers. [p.32]

RS: Men believe that baller bitches are glorified prostitutes, with a stable of rich johns wrapped around their pussies. It’s impossible to believe they are actually happy, fucking these really gross guys in exchange for gobs of money.

RC: There are times when you have to smile in the faces of people you don’t like… stroke an over-inflated ego… and pressure people into helping you. Stay focused on the future. Baller-bitches made it to the top because they made business sacrifices that hood-chicks weren’t willing to make. They live in penthouses, have fleets of luxury cars, and travel the world because they are sleeping with richer, smarter, more useful men. [p.34-5]

RS: After years of living among the jet-setters, how many of these girls become burnt-out junkies? How can this be considered a good model for young women to follow?

RC: I must admit since I wrote this book, I’m not surprised with myself every time someone who read it expresses to me the impact that it had on her life. I wrote this guide to help Black/Latina women improve their wealth status. The ones who have read it are doing exactly that. I’m grateful that I was able to help all these women be better equip to navigate [sic] through the waters of life. [author note on goodreads]

RS: Helping anyone in need is noble, but if the ‘helping’ spirit is misanthropic, it becomes destructive to everyone. What RC has outlined is nothing new, except for the modernized ghetto vernacular and fresh pseudo-science, all to justify this pimping. In the end, it adds up to no love (or even orgasms) for women, who must whore themselves– always. For men, it means a lifetime of vacillating being tricked as johns, and being lonely.

RC: Female ballers have a clear understanding of the money game, and are guilty of acting as if they are better than the average woman, BECAUSE THEY ARE! A female baller is good-looking, financially secure, cunning, energetic, passionate, ruthless, well-read, well-versed, extremely manipulative, consistent, well-organized, ambitious, and will fuck a man’s head off. They are the ultimate vixens, who have mastered the art of “bitchiness.” [p.2]

RS: They are actually the ghetto feminist version of a whore. Their ’empowerment’ is that they get to be their own pimp. Ronnell Coombs, and the rest of his ilk need to be pushed into the light with his colleagues & supporters, so the rest of us can get a better look at their inhumanity, which is debasing society.

There are those of us (men & women) who refuse to play this game anymore, but we are still in the minority. The rest are caught up in this social pathology, with no avenue towards real happiness. Today in the U.S., most marriages have failed, or are failing. The dating industry/scene (match.com, etc…) is a multi-billion dollar wasteland of phoniness & hustling.

Men resist commitment because they fear being trapped. This fear is real. I speak for myself (and other real men), who firmly reject these efforts to dehumanize us. Real men are in control and recognize this hustle before it gets through the door. We are assertive & charming in business & social settings, perfectly content to take care of our own business, until the time a real woman appropriately presents herself.

The issues here are not about men/women, black/white, or gay/straight; but of social class. It is social inequality that is encouraging women from desperate upbringings into this form of prostitution. The elite class of men who can pay for these women end up feeling just as miserable, lonely and rejected as those who could never afford these luxury items.

Despite what the ‘experts’ may say, we owe it to ourselves as human beings to treat each other better than this, but that will only happen after social inequality under capitalism is abolished by a worker’s revolution. A free & equal society, that no longer tolerates misery & prostitution, can only exist under socialism.

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Electrified!– (Rough Cut)

Posted on August 31, 2015 by admin

Electrified! is a documentary film about the evolution of a practicing family dentist into musical artist & filmmaker.
This practice no longer exists; as it was shuttered in early 2014.
The staff & patients featured in this film are a fair representation of what went on during its 18 years of existence.

The film was shot & edited from June 2012 through December 2013.
Electrified! still needs money, in order to be truly finished.
It is being released as is on YouTube, because its creators desire the widest viewing audience.

Written & Directed by Ric Size
Edited by Susan Cameron
Produced by Susan Cameron & Ric Size
Directors of Photography: Susan Cameron & Bruce Marcho
Uploaded to YouTube by TomP

Film Cast:

Eric Meeker………….DDS & Ric Size
Tom Pearce………….Drummer & Watch Repairman
Cynthia Lancaster….RDH
Jennifer Jusino………Receptionist
Lidia Barrera………….Dental Assistant
Allan Marsh……………Featured Patient
Elijah Salhani………….Cafe Owner
Art Rich…………………Auto Repair Shop Manager
Bill Warden…………….Tai Chi Sifu
Jay Stanley……………Recording Engineer & Studio Owner
Carol Gray…………….Denture Lab Technician
Mitchell Jim…………..Crown & Bridge Lab Technician
Becca Pearce……….Monopoly Game Contestant
Adrian Pearce……….Monopoly Game Contestant
Brighton Pearce…….Monopoly Game Contestant
Maya Pearce………..Monopoly Game Contestant

“Talented” Crew:

Camera/Editor: Bruce Marcho
Production: WildZebra Media
Lighting: Matt Sowers
Sound Op: Allan Marsh

Basketball scene shot on location at Pat Burke Hoops, in Mount Dora, FL – June 24, 2012.

Challenge Player: Corey Sutherland
Janitor: Pat Burke

Office party and outdoor scenes shot at Belton Bail Bonds in Tavares, FL – July 27, 2012.

Beautiful Woman #1: Angelica-Naia Gabor
Beautiful Woman #2: Jenay Nadine
Beautiful Woman #3: Amber Sym
Beautiful Woman #4: Amber English
Cop: Mitch Bromwell
Gay Guy: Sherwood Heineman
Straight Guy: Allan Marsh
Lady Justice: Ali Camp
Rich Businessman: Robby Camp
Secretary: Stephanie Sherman
Waiter: Tom Pearce
Young Kid #1: Ross Hackney
Young Kid #2: Jamison Moore
Young Kid #3: Katie Hohman
Young Kid #4: Victoria Strawbridge
Young Kid #5: Hunter
Young Kid #6: Jeffy

* In the historical discussion section; German imperialism is shown in green, not purple

Electrified! film Copyrighted by Infinitelink Records/ WildZebra Media

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Understanding Men & LieSpotting

Posted on June 30, 2015 by admin

Listen to the Woman mp3 RS: guitar & vocals; TomP: percussion & production; Craig Roy: bass; Rachel Decker: chanteuse

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Men: Read this & speak up!
Women: Listen

Dr. Warren Farrell’s Myth of Male Power lecture notes:

We objectify what rejects us.
Therefore men see women as sex objects, and women see men as wallets.
It is easier to be rejected by this, than by a thoughtful and caring person.

Reflexive male-protector role
Men as a group take the most dangerous jobs, work the longest hours at their career, and die 7 years younger.
For men: obligation, sacrifice, and powerlessness is called “power.”
This is the myth of male power.

Power is actually the ability to control one’s life.
Both sexes have roles, which is not power.
To achieve true power, one must move past survival into self-fulfilment.

Stage 1: Survival
Stage 2: Self-fulfilment

What is functional for Stage 1 survival, is often dysfunctional for Stage 2 self-fulfilment.
That’s why 97% of us come from dysfunctional families, as our parents came from the survival stage.
Our parents worked and freed us to be able to ask & explore a whole set of questions, which they never had a chance to address.
For that, they deserve our gratitude & understanding.

Many middle-class women have moved beyond survival into self-fulfilment, because they have been given the opportunity for self-examination, by men who sacrificed for them.
Men largely still struggle to survive, as they don’t understand their feelings or what the problem is.
This is because they completely sacrificed themselves to their career, and don’t know how to love at home.

Women head-of-households have 141% greater net-worth, as compared to male head-of-households, as of 1994.
Most of the improvement between the sexes is that women now have more options.
Men are still largely programmed into a 1950’s male-protector role.
The change towards true gender equality & transformation can start in any place: with the man or the woman; high and low.

Women expect economic responsibility to be taken care of by men.
Men fear taking on the extra economic responsibility.

ALL heterosexual men are addicted to young, beautiful women.
ALL women covet the economic security & freedom provided by the rich, successful male.

Work is defined as: sacrificing oneself to the workplace, so one can have a better life outside of it.
Work is fulfilling, but can’t be just self-fulfilment; otherwise we would pay to go to work, instead of the other way around.

The pressure on ALL men, is the pressure to succeed.
Men must ignore intimacy to succeed.
Men don’t talk intimately with other men, because it exposes vulnerabilities, which hurts his chances of career success.
Therefore men put all their emotional eggs into the basket of women.

Blacks came from slavery, making their white owners wealthy– that is their unique heritage.
Native American males were destroyed.
Embracing diversity means empathizing, listening and feeling.

Women can’t hear what men don’t say.
Women must provide a safe atmosphere for sharing, otherwise men won’t share.

Men as wallets, women as sex objects, minorities as servants, etc… is a failed paradigm.
The adversarial relationship paradigm, between male patriarchy & female matriarchy, is unhealthy & destructive.
We need gender-transition equality, which embraces diversity and seeks to understand.

When the man has to pay for a gorgeous date, he’s paying for the difference between what he’s worth and what she’s worth.
Men pay for dates 95-97% of the time, at the best restaurants, (minus anniversaries and birthdays) according to maîtres d’hôtel & servers.
Men generally take the expectation of asking out, paying, and the sexual initiative.

The selection of men as protectors by women, with nuclear technology, has to potential to kill us all.
The most successful man at work, learns skills which are inversely proportional to loving at home.

The selection of the beautiful young doll by men, reinforces women as objects who don’t: carry their own, communicate effectively, or value inner beauty.
Our genetic heritage is in conflict with our genetic future.
Our challenge as a species is to adapt to Stage 2– self-fulfilment.
Species that don’t adapt, go extinct.

Socially codified prostitution isn’t working for either sex. Feminism has freed 3-5% of women, who have learned to carry their own & understand men, by listening. 95-97% of females, still expect men to meet their economic needs. In other words, they still expect men to pay for sex & love; the difference being now– this woman is her own pimp. That’s her ’empowerment.’

A real woman, carries her own responsibilities; happily sharing in the work & love. Men need to have realistic expectations & limits, in regards to the age and level of beauty of their prospective mate. Men over-rate their attractiveness, as a survival reflex to protect their ego and obtain the most sex, with the most-beautiful women. All of us need to get past survival thinking, which means men must stop lying about themselves; and women need to stop lying to protect others, in exchange for economic security.

Men: Seek a comparably attractive woman, with who you are compatible. Ideal ‘types’ will be your age & level of attractiveness, who listen and seek to understand you. Improve your own health & beauty (as well as hers!), through the healing power of love. It’s all quite scientific. [link]

Women: This world we live in, has been built by men. Men do the dangerous & dirty work (except for prostitution), and work longer hours– that’s why they are better paid. All of this is to provide protection & comfort– to women & their children. Virtually all the great art was made by men, inspired by and made for, women. The same is true with literature, science, technology, and most of the physical marvels that have benefited human existence. Women owe men their love & gratitude for ALL their sacrifices through the ages, and know they can depend on men to get it done in the future.

Women are correct when they object to being treated as prized-property. Men object to be treated as disposable property. When both men & women learn to listen, respect, and assist each other; that becomes mutual conditional love, which is what homo sapiens must adapt to, in order to survive.

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Pamela Meyer’s LieSpotting lecture notes:

ALL of us are liars.

The reason we lie is because a it bridges the gap between who we want to be, and who we actually are.

Lie-spotting is not about, “Gotcha!”
Lie-spotters are armed with scientific methods to spot deception.
They use it to get to the truth, and ultimately build trust.

Truth #1: Lying is a cooperative act.
A lie’s power is not in its utterance, but in when someone else agrees to believe it.

We are most likely to be deceived over what we desire most.
If you don’t want to be deceived, you need to know what you’re hungry for.

On a given day, the average person is lied to 10-200 times.
Many of those are white lies, used to maintain the dignity of others & social norms, and can be seen as relatively harmless.
However, strangers lie to each other (on average) 3 times within the first 10 minutes of meeting.

Men lie more about themselves.
Women lie to protect others.

Married couples lie to each other in 1 out of 10 interactions.
Non-married couples lie to each other in 1 out of 3 interactions.

Truth #2: We are against lying… but are covertly for it.
It’s part of our history & genetic heritage– ex. Shakespeare, the Bible, the Nightly News, etc…
The larger the neocortex, the more likely it is to be deceptive.
Lying is a survival instinct.

We live in a post-truth society.
Trained lie-spotters get to the truth 90% of the time; the rest, only 54% of the time.
Some people are better at lying than others.
There are no original liars, we all use the same methods and make the same mistakes.

Pattern #1: Verbal Dodging
Non-contracted denial– people who are determined to lie will resort to formal, instead of informal language (Bill Clinton, “I DID NOT have sex with that woman”, etc).
Distancing language– liars will unconsciously distance themselves from the subject, using language as their tool (Bill Clinton again, “…that woman“).
Qualifying language– (“in all honesty”, “to tell you the truth”, etc…) further discredits the subject towards deception.
Repeating the question in its entirety– ditto above.
Testimony with too much detail– ditto ditto.

Pattern #2: Body Language Tells
We all chatter with our fingertips.
Liars are known to freeze their upper bodies while being deceptive.
Liars will look you in the eye, a little too much, overcompensating for the myth that they won’t look at you.

A true smile is in the eyes.
You can consciously contract the muscles around your mouth, but not your eyes.

Look for the ‘hot spots’ to find the discrepancies between words and actions.
Attitude is the biggest tell of all; are they being cooperative?
An honest person will be on your side, enthusiastically helping to solve the problem.
An honest person will be infuriated, during the entire interview (not just in flashes), if they are accused of deception.
An honest person is more likely to recommend strict, not lenient punishment.

Conversely, a deceptive person will pause, look down, and lower their voice during an interview.
They will add extraneous details and tell their story in strict chronological order.
Professional lie-spotters will ask them to repeat their story backwards, then observe the red flags for deception in their gestures.

Red flag indicators include:
1) Saying “Yes,” while shaking our heads “No.”
2) Telling a convincing story, then shrugging our shoulders.
3) Duping delight.

Anger can be healthy; but when it turns to contempt, you’ve been dismissed.
It’s associated with moral superiority, and is very hard to recover from.
Contempt is marked by one lip corner pulled up & in, and is the only asymmetrical facial expression.
In the presence of contempt, say “No,” and leave the room ASAP.

Contempt looks like this:

These behaviors by themselves don’t always indicate deception, but if red flags appear in clusters, then suspicion of lying must be aroused.
These cues must be followed up, with further questioning & lie-spotting to determine the truth.
Look, listen, probe; ask hard questions.
Leave that comfortable mode of ‘knowing’ and walk into curiosity.
Have dignity and establish rapport.
Don’t interrogate aggressively–it doesn’t work.

Character is who you are in the dark.

We live in a much noisier world than our parents; with blogs, social media, texting, etc…
Over-sharing is not honesty.
The subtleties of human decency, character & honesty, are what truly matter.
In this noisier world, it makes sense to be more explicit about our moral code.

The science of lie-spotting, combined with the art of looking & listening, exempts us from collaborating in a lie.
This leads to a shift towards recognizing truth and marginalizing falsehood, which strengthens our world around us.
That’s the truth.

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Darryl Hamilton’s Death & Feminism

Posted on June 23, 2015 by admin

Darryl Hamilton hit at the top of the order, and played all across the outfield for the Milwaukee Brewers from 1988-1995. He was a huge fan favorite, an affable and humble man. His career batting line of .291/.360/.385 made him valuable for his OBP, but a liability for his lack of power. He wasn’t a true centerfielder, although he was often pressed into playing CF because the Brewers needed him to. It’s also worth mentioning that in the PED-era, no one ever wondered if Darryl Hamilton was juicing, because he obviously wasn’t.

As a fan, I liked Darryl Hamilton because he always seemed happy: playing, practicing, warming up, batting practice, during the game, during interviews, etc…. He never ducked the media (he actually welcomed it), as a part of a young Brewers core that could have won a World Series– if they had been managed decently.

Hamilton came up as a prospect in the Brewers organization with 3B Gary Sheffield, and while they looked alike to many of the racist die-hards who still only cheered for CF Robin Yount and DH Paul Molitor, they were completely different in style and character.

Sheffield was brash and outspoken, with unbelievable bat speed and power. By the end of 1991, Brewers management under owner Bud Selig and GM’s Harry Dalton & Sal Bando, had so frustrated the young Sheffield over the course of his first four seasons, that they felt compelled to trade him away.

In return for a 23-year old Hall of Fame slugger (career– 22 seasons, .292/.393/.514); the Brewers received RHP gopher-baller Ricky Bones, quadruple-A outfielder Matt Mieske, and utility infielder Jose Valentin (career 16 seasons, .243/.301/.373) from the San Diego Padres.

Darryl Hamilton stayed behind and was quiet, steady and effective; at the plate and in the outfield. The Brewers of that era had a crowded outfield situation, complicated by the insistence of management that Robin Yount (in decline) be given priority, over younger talent including Hamilton, LF Greg Vaughn, OF/DH Dante Bichette, and C/3B B.J.Surhoff– who needed to be moved to the outfield.

Yount was approaching the 3000-hit milestone, always a bonanza for ownership, and was given disproportionate playing time (which hurt the team’s chances to win) in order to reach that goal. Yount’s line in 1992: 629 PA; .264/325/390. Only SS Pat Listash (.290/352/.349), and DH Paul Molitor (.320/.389/.461- still their best player) had more PAs.

Of course the biggest reason these Brewers failed was their starting pitching. Their ace had been LHP Teddy Higuera, who as a rookie in 1985, through 1988 was as good as any pitcher in baseball. By 1989, his rotator cuff/ labrum became completely torn from the heavy workload, and he was never the same afterwards. Higuera’s last MLB season was in 1994 (1-5, ERA 7.06); after that Señor Smoke pitched in the Mexican leagues for several years.

The Brewers never had a dominant strikeout pitcher after losing Higuera, as their rotation consisted of an endless line of mediocrities including: Jaime Navarro, Bill Wegman, Chris Bosio, Juan Nieves, and Cal Eldred. The Brewers had nothing resembling an ace, or even a solid #2 starter, until Ben Sheets debuted in 2001.

All this conspired to diminish Darryl Hamilton’s true value in Milwaukee, as the Brewers could never score enough runs to keep up with their poor starting pitching. Most of Hamilton’s best years were with the Brewers, and yet he only made the post-season after becoming a free agent.

Darryl Hamilton never seemed to have trouble getting a major league contract from winning teams during his free-agent years, making the post-season with the Rangers, Giants, and Mets (twice), before retiring after the 2001 season. He played 13 MLB seasons in total.

Many Brewers (and baseball) fans, and are now saddened by the news of his tragic & untimely death.

Hamilton was found shot dead at a suburban Houston home, suffering multiple gunshot wounds. Monica Jordan, the mother of their 14-month child, was found dead in another room– apparently a suicide. Their child was left alive.

The woman reporting for ESPN in this video (Antonietta Collins) is unable to state those facts. She states this instead:

“MLB is mourning the death of Darryl Hamilton, who was fatally shot. His girlfriend was also found dead, and according to police of an apparent self-inflicted gun wound.”

Feminism & post-modernism share the common bond being completely irrational and unhelpful forms of ‘thinking.’ Post-modernism is the male intellectual version of nonsense as ideology; feminism is that form of poison for women.

Both ignore hard and ugly truths. Darryl Hamilton’s tragic death is a high-profile celebrity murder, for which feminism has no answers, precisely because their stock answer is to hysterically blame men for all violence.

The answers to these bizarre & horrible crimes, which are now the new normal, is for mankind to use science in all fields; in order to shout down and overwhelm these destructive ideologies & stereotypes, which have been forced upon all of us since birth.

Obviously society now has a problem with women’s violence towards men. Why don’t feminists discuss this using a scientific approach? To not do so, betrays a lack of honesty in intention.

Feminists will throw up smokescreens and run for cover on this until it blows over, as they are organically incapable of any progressive solutions, being tied to the dead-ends of liberalism and the Democratic party. Most of these ‘thinkers’ can’t even allow themselves to acknowledge that a problem exists.

If this tragedy had been reversed, with Darryl Hamilton killing Monica Jordan– then taking himself; the child would likely be dead too, and the tone from the feminist talk-show hostesses would be sensationalized outrage. He would be vilified & disgraced, as a heartless coward.

When it is, what it is– it gets marginalized.

Why?

SI 2015 Swimsuit Issue Pictorial Essay

Posted on February 13, 2015 by admin

Next Year’s Cover Girl

This Year’s Girl Demands DirecTV

…or else you get This Year’s Bitch

SI Plus-Size 2015: Women over & under 30, how you keeping up?

You Can’t Afford Thi$

SI Centerfold 2015

Anorexic. Any ribs missing?

Girl Needs a New Agent

Top Model SI Layout 2015

Best SI Layout 2015: Athletic Women

How Many Things Not Real?

Modelling as Art

Posted on September 2, 2014 by admin

Anna Rex mp3
RS: gtr & vocal
TomP: percussion & production
Craig Roy: bass
Jessica Lynn Martens: violin

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What is art? A conscious creation of beauty.

What is modelling? A display of human beauty.

Modelling is never about perfection; it is about how flaws & imperfections are tastefully concealed and/or overcome.

The qualities of character & beauty are inseparable.

Men & women are beautiful when their appearances, words, and actions consciously point towards: intelligence, health, character, poise, strength, flexibility, youthfulness, happiness & love.
This requires the application of intellect & hard work.

Shortcuts that Don’t Work

Diets & pills: rebound & side effects
Performance Enhancing Drugs (PEDs): serious side effects
Cosmetic Surgery: morbidity
Throwing money at it: symptom of laziness & mental disorders

Beauty is Not

Airbrushed
Anorexic/bulimic
PED enhanced
Weaved hair
Heavy makeup
Loud fashion

Fashion

Create your own style and be 100% confident in it, otherwise people will know.
It should compliment your age, sex, body-type, skin color, and any other orientation…

A model represents their own personal version of human beauty– approaching, but never reaching perfection.
The human face & body have inspired the artist in all of us, throughout the millenia. Its interpretation is always subjective.

Golden Proportion Symmetry is a modern mathematical science of beauty, which has fundamental proportions in nature.
For instance in the human smile, the upper front teeth are ideally displayed in a width ratio of 1:1.618–called ‘phi’ in the language of math.
Leaves & petals exhibit these same mathematical ratios.

Leaves in Nature are in Golden Proportion

Human attractiveness is measured in overall proportion & symmetry, mostly importantly in the eyes & smile.
The teeth are the more controllable variable through preventive care, orthodontic/orthognathic correction, and cosmetic restorations.
A natural, healthy smile is always the most attractive– natural teeth (size, shape & color) compliment body type.
Gingival (gum) & osseous (bone) surgery can also improve health & appearance.
Home bleaching is safe & effective, when done correctly.
Patient compliance is always critical in any health–seek a competent & caring professional, and heal thyself!

Physical beauty is sustained by core strength & inner health.
We all have it in us to be beautiful.
If we don’t take care of ourselves, our health erodes quickly.
Beautiful people age well when they understand it as a process, working from the inside out.

Sleep is essential.
Not getting enough REM sleep, is a common problem in this modern industrialized world.

Diet is crucial– an epidemic U.S. health crisis.
Rate your Plate, means filling half your plate with fresh vegetables, with one quarter each, for lean proteins and carbohydrates.
Adjust your need for fats according to your body, any variance for indulgence (okay in moderation) is recognized as poor diet, requiring compensation.

Your choice of protein is a thoughtful personal decision, with its privacy respected by all.

Whole Food Diet

Avoid “dead food”, which is anything packaged in a can or box.
You can’t “stock up” on fresh fruits & vegetables for more than a few days.
Switch to organic dairy & local free-range from a real butcher, if meat is your preference.
Buy local: truck farming yields unripe GMO fruits & vegetables, lacking the natural sugars needed for energy boost & nutrients for health.

If you aren’t eating 5-7 servings of vegetables/day, then you must juice the difference to make it up.

Nutrient-dense food costs more, but its nutritional value is priceless; Americans on a budget, bombarded by mass-media hype are still struggling with that concept.
Knowing how to prepare & cook food, is always an essential skill for health & good living.
The unnaturalness of GMO corn subsidies for agri-business, along with the owning of copyrights to nature’s seeds, is fundamentally anti-democratic & nefarious.
The agri-business policy of ‘GMO-improved’ food, floods our grocery stores with a surplus of cheap, unhealthy food.
Seek alternatives for your benefit.

Health & Fitness Summary

1.) Diet: local, organic, fresh, whole foods
2.) Exercise: enough to meet your body-type needs, without over-training
3.) Sleep: get the REMs you need
4.) Recreational drugs & alcohol: okay in moderation–for adults only
5.) Sex: be active & safe

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Soccer: A Beautiful Game for Everyone

Posted on July 4, 2014 by admin

The US men’s soccer team earned respect from players & fans around the world for their World Cup performance in Brazil, losing to Belgium 2-1 in extra time, in the round of 16.
It now behooves US sports fans to watch the remaining matches (of teams entirely from Europe & Latin America) with a deeper appreciation for their unique skills & marvellous physical fitness.

Please notice, you never see an overweight soccer player at the professional level.
The current low level of youth physical fitness, along with the concurring epidemic level of youth obesity, is a major reason the US remains far behind the rest of the world in men’s soccer.

The US players are correct when they say it is not up to them to grow the game.
It is truly up to adults to more fully understand & learn the game, so they can encourage & teach their kids to become better players.
Presently, there are not enough qualified (or even competent) coaches at the youth levels to teach the requisite skills needed to keep pace with European & South American players.
The US men’s team needs to develop better overall skills before a skilled play-maker can emerge. Until then, they will remain outside the heavyweight class that defines the World Cup, when the field is reduced to eight.

When people ask the question, “Will the US ever win a World Cup?”, they are being ignorant & chauvinist.
The US women’s soccer team won their inaugural World Cup in 1991, and also again in 1999.
Today’s ‘soccer moms’ are women who grew up in the 1990’s emulating Mia Hamm & the rest.

The US women won gold in the first-ever US women’s Olympic soccer competition; winning a thrilling final match 2-1 in front of a rapturous crowd of 76,489 in Atlanta. Inexplicably, NBC chose to not broadcast the match and the press conference afterwards was heartbreaking, as team captains Julie Foudy & Mia Hamm wore gold medals around their necks, and frowns of hurt & disappointment on their faces. No one outside the stadium saw the game.

The reason for the blackout was largely political vindiction. In the months before the 1996 Olympics, many of the US women’s star players had held-out before agreeing to play in this all-important inaugural event; insisting they be paid the same as the US men’s soccer players. For months the US women’s best players were vilified by a foul & reactionary sporting media for being greedy & unpatriotic, simply for demanding equal pay. Eventually the US women’s terms were agreed to (with stipulations–the US women had to win gold to receive everything they negotiated), but the real price they paid was the scorn of a paternalist corporate media for being so bold. Therefore, the best story of the 1996 Olympics was ignored. All this & more is well-documented in Dare to Dream.

In 1999 the women’s World Cup was held in the US, and that team became an unstoppable & transformative force, a beautiful example of dialects in popular culture.

The 1999 Women’s World Cup final match played on July 10 at the Rose Bowl in Pasadena, California was not only one of the most dramatic sporting contests ever, but moreover the culmination of a modern sports revolution.
It forever established a niche for women’s professional athletics, as their meteoric rise to popularity proved to girls & boys, as well as women & men everywhere, that women’s competition could be just as exciting & dramatic as men’s competition.

By the time the final match-up between the US & #1-ranked contender China was set, the entire nation had become passionately invested. These women redefined feminine beauty with their naturally athletic look, as well as their skills; making them the dominant world team of the 1990’s. Their best player throughout that period was Michelle Akers, a large and powerful athlete, physically towering over the rest of her teammates. Akers always stood apart from the rest of the team core that centred around Mia Hamm, Joy Fawcett & Julie Foudy.

This is the best cover of SI ever– a natural female athlete, perfectly photographed in her moment of triumph.

Tim Howard may have had the greatest goalkeeping performance in World Cup history in 2014, but the greatest save in any history– men’s or women’s– was Kristine Lilly’s in 1999.

Soccer is a beautiful game because everyone can play it, and it is played everywhere by boys & girls, rich & poor in all nations.

Culturally a shift has occurred, as scientific data on concussions (a by-product of the inherently violent nature of American football), and the mainstream adoption of the ‘soccer mom’ phenomenon; has more & more parents turning their kids away from football and towards soccer.

Note: Soccer has concussion risks too, so be aware.
Heading a ball punted by the goal keeper is a concussion, every time, so don’t do it!
Use your chest or lower body instead.
Soccer is a physical game; Michelle Akers received one of the most viscous intentional spears to the head in the 1995 WC, an example of unsportsmanlike conduct that should never be tolerated.

If you choose to watch the 2014 WC, then take time to appreciate its history & culture. It’s important for all of us to embrace diversity, and for many here in the US, soccer is still a foreign game. Everywhere else, it is the most popular sport in the world, so appreciating the skill & beauty of this game, regardless of sex or national origin, unites us all.

Excerpts from a Trashy Novel

Posted on April 16, 2014 by admin

He was dead tired, from what little restless sleep he had gotten the night before. His appointment was at 11:00, and it was only 10:10, but he still felt an impulse to rush. He didn’t want to be late for her. He got up; went into the kitchen to fix a fresh glass of juice; then jumped into the shower.
By 10:50 he was at the studio, sitting down and resting his eyes briefly; until she woke him in a low voice, “Are you ready?”
She led him into their usual room, which had been prepared with soft music & lighting, incense, and candles.
“I’ll be back in a minute” she said softly as she closed the door.
He then disrobed and slid under the sheet of the massage table.
He was resting his eyes again when she returned and commenced warming up her expert hands with jasmine-scented oil.
She began to rub his firm muscular body with her fingers, knuckles and wrists; coaxing his tightened muscles to release their stress. He felt the pulsating waves of relaxation envelope his being, as he began to drift into that state of consciousness/unconsciousness where no pain or shame is felt, only the pleasure of relaxation.
She worked deep into the muscles of his neck, releasing months of built-up tension.
He groaned slightly at the early twinges of discomfort, which started to turn into moans of delight as the rubbing activated the endorphins in his brain.
His erections came & went as she worked every area of his body.
Energy repeatedly shot like electricity from his feet and inner thighs into his genitals.
The fatigue that he had felt earlier had now left him.
It had been completely replaced with love energy.

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It had taken a while for him to become integrated into his new office environment. Working in a new city, with new people was not a problem for him; he had always dealt with fresh situations in an enthusiastic manner. The staff for the most part was the usual mixed-bag; mostly regular people trying to earn a living, along side elitist middle management–defined by their gossiping & backstabbing nature.
The woman he gravitated towards was the one with a foot in both camps.
She was the quiet type, with long hair & sad eyes– both brown. She was highly sensitive to rude behaviour, and always wore a black suit & pants with high heels. He wondered if she was in mourning, but could never find an appropriate time & place to ask her such a personal question. She was too busy running the office all by herself.
Her personal hygiene was good, except for the fact that she let her hair go lifelessly flat. She rarely smiled genuinely, even though she had nice teeth.
The office stayed extremely busy with a steady trickle/stream of wealthy clients ending up at her desk, ready to pay her whatever she said they owed. She was definitely a killer when it came to collecting the money.
Her marvellous ability to instantly turn on & turn off conversation-mode with clients, while maintaining a high level of empathy & good listening, impressed the new hire. He noticed that clients tended to linger, which helped business. She never objected to those customers who wanted to waste her time.
One day he noticed something different about her. She had styled her hair, very subtly. Noticing instantly, he quickly smiled and told her how much he liked it. She looked at him intensely for a second, before thanking him and then returned to her business.
Freud once said, “There are no accidents”, and that was likely the case at the end of that day, as he lingered for no particular reason. She was alone, closing out the day on her computer. He shuffled into her work area, which was typically off-limits to anyone else.
“May I ask you a personal question?” he inquisitively asked in a direct tone.
“Sure”, she cautiously replied.
He leaned in and whispered into her right ear, “Why aren’t you happy?”
She was stunned and hesitant to meet his eyes. She was usually expert in deflecting any personal overtures, but her suffering & loneliness had been too long, and his tone too sincere to ignore his enquiry.
Her eyes melted into his as she trembled trying to formulate a response to a question that cut her to the quick.
She bit her lip, as he pressed in closer to her body.
He murmured into her left ear so softly that she felt his breath more than heard him say, “You are too beautiful to not be happy.”
His hands started randomly sliding over her body, as he pressed his chest and pelvis into hers.
Any will she had to resist was being quickly consumed by raw desire…

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They had fucked for two days & two nights straight; it was a blissful, spectacular orgy of young love. She was leaving for college in six weeks and he was staying behind, entering his senior year in high school.
“No regrets!”, was their rule that gorgeous summer. Everyday seemed to be sunny, 82 degrees with a mild breeze.
They would make love on the patio in the sun, as no one else was around the cabin.
It overlooked a lake that had only a few other dwellings on its shores. Everyone minded their own business.
At midnight they would drift out into the middle of the lake on an inner tube, and become one with nature by making love under the moon & stars.
Then, they would climb up to the roof with a sleeping bag; caressing & fucking, until they fell asleep until morning.
Right now they both lay naked in the afternoon sun, melting the tan lines away from their lithe & athletic bodies.
He especially loved watching her flesh brown in the sun.
A breeze from the lake kicked up and sent a waft of aroma from her pussy to his nostrils.
He breathed it fully & deeply, and was instantly hard again.
He looked at her with unlimited passion as he contemplated how her wanted to take her.
She was half-asleep, hypnotized by the warmth of the sun and glowing in her radiance.
He eased on top of her, and she began to awake only when he started teasing her nipples with his tongue while rubbing the head of his cock gently into her pussy.
She smiled at him in her sun daze, and then pulled him in with voluptuous rapture…

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The artist shook his head and prepared for the worst as he packed his guitar into the trunk and headed to the Shithole.
That wasn’t the actual name of the club he was playing, but it would have been appropriate.
The place was beyond bad, and should have been closed down by the Health Department a long time ago, but that’s how it goes in the backwoods.
It was the type of place where most patrons are alcoholics or potheads, with many missing their teeth. There were never any attractive women in there.
Cigarette smoke was a permanent feature along with skunked Budweiser, making it a favorite biker hangout.
The music at the Shithole is, of course classic rock, which means any kind of artist doesn’t really belong there; but since he was asked to play a few songs by a friend who books the place, he felt obliged.
Now the day had come and he regretted saying yes, envisioning the usual disrespect he was going to have to put up with from the classic-rock die-hards.
“I need to make something happen, otherwise this is a waste of time”, he fumed to himself on the road.
His friend was cool, an ace guitarist who could also play bass. There was no need for that today, as the semi-regular bass player was there, at least in body.
A fair description of the bass guy would be to say that he had pro talent, but was a complete fuck-up–a burnt-out veteran of the 1980’s heavy metal wars.
The drummer was a friendly guy who smoked & drank too much. He kept the beat solid as long as he was provided a good groove, and that’s all that mattered.
The set began and the place immediately came alive, in a completely different way from the other performers in the club.
Instead of stale covers, it was original rock that actually excited the crowd.
At the second chorus of the first song, a strikingly pretty late-20’s blonde in a slinky blue dress begins to shake her stuff in front of the artist.
The combination of both sexes commanding the situation attracted everyone’s attention, and the entire set was a huge party for the performers and the audience.
After the set and a few games of pool, the artist & the chanteuse ducked out the back…

Ric Size

Songwriter, Musician, Artist

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