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Friday, January 1st, 2016 -( -1\u02daC \/ +30\u02daF \u2014 Mostly Cloudy, mostly grey \u2013 and \u2018quiet\u2019 @ 1:45 pm here in Atlantic Canada )-<\/em><\/p>\n Looking up into the sky to the south and slightly east at 1:45 -ish pm on January 1st, 2016.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u2014 I can\u2019t remember the day or date. I was sitting in the waiting room of the Chrysler, Dodge, Jeep & Ram dealership in our Canadian town, just beyond the Capital Region\u2019s official border. Our town was mostly suburban in character with a few \u2018high rises\u2019, none of which reached 10 stories high, several of them subsidized for the aged and partially handicapped, and most of them just off the main roads through town. There were a lot of farms just outside the town\u2019s limits.<\/p>\n \u2014 The weathered man came into the waiting room while I was trying to adjust my posture to lean back against the wall just right to relieve the strain on my arthritis pained back and neck. I guessed he was a farmer \u2013 dressed in working clothes and boots, weathered face and gnarled hands \u2013 he carried himself with the toughness of somebody who had worked hard all his life and the tenderness of a man who loved to watch crops and animals grow. I thought the worry in his expression was due to the idea that he thought he should be tending crops or livestock instead of sitting around, waiting for his car or truck to undergo scheduled maintainance or have something replaced that had worn out.<\/p>\n \u2014 He smiled at me like he was someone who was relieved to have company- \u201cThat your Jeep I saw out there?\u201d<\/p>\n \u2014 I nodded, \u201cWe got a good deal, leased it \u2013 I guess they were having trouble making their sales quota that summer because they included a lot of free maintainance with almost everything covered-\u201d<\/p>\n \u2014 He smiled to himself and nodded, \u201cI kept my old Jeep together with so many parts from cheap parts cars that the inspectors didn\u2019t know what to call it- I bought in new one year, replaced fenders, headlights and just about everything else with parts from jeeps as much as ten years different- They always went with the original year when I showed them the ownership papers from way back.\u201d He smiled like somebody who was fondly remembering a favorite hunting dog or companion he sorely missed.<\/p>\n \u2014 I winced and tried to move my back just right to relieve the pain that was beginning to sting between two of my arthritic spinal vertebrae<\/p>\n \u2014 He looked through me, nodded like he recognized the symptoms of living with the usual processes of aging and not exactly living a sedentary life. He looked away and wrinkled his forehead and looked back at me. He looked like he wanted to say something and hoped I was the kind of person who might appreciate what he had to say.<\/p>\n \u2014 I have no idea how people with similar philosophies recognize each other, or how people with controversial views take the chance that someone they\u2019ve never seen before might share those views –<\/p>\n — But he made the leap – nodded, \u201cYup- I worked as a head mechanic for a GM dealership for many years \u2013 and one year my shop won a prize for best customer satisfaction in our district, so they sent me to Detroit, all expenses paid, to this high powered convention where a lot of mechanics were there and one of their big vice presidents came out and stood in front of several concept vehicles and new models that were about to go on display at a kind of yearly tour of shiny new advances in the automotive industry \u2013 This Vice President fellow sure did know how to talk, to tell us about how lucky we were to work for General Motors and how their big corporate plans had all been made with people like us in mind \u2013 and when he finished, he invited us all to come up and get a look under the hoods of all these shiny new cars and see what we would probably be working on in the near future.<\/p>\n \u2014 \u201cWell, I got up there and I was looking into the engine of this brand spankin new family vehicle when I noticed something, and realized that this one part that was critical to engine performance and safety was made out of plastic \u2013 The Vice President was right there beside me and he smiled and asked me, \u2018What do you think?\u2019 I pointed to that part and said, \u201cThese have always been made of metal, this here is plastic, it\u2019s gonna wear out too soon -\u201d and the man looked angry \u2013 he sneered at me and said, \u2018Do you like your job? Do you want to keep working for us? I\u2019m paying somebody two million dollars a year to come up with ideas like that so you have a job!\u2019-\u201d The man I\u2019d thought was a farmer looked deeply troubled, like he\u2019d borne that weight on his conscience for way too long and still did not know how he felt about working for a corporation whose ethics and business practices were nothing like \u2018honest\u2019 or \u2018above reproach\u2019.<\/p>\n \u2014 I nodded, having worked for companies that rewarded unethical supervisors with yearly bonuses and pats on the back, myself. I walked away from that. But I did not have a family at that time depending on me and he was wearing a worn wedding ring on his gnarled left hand.<\/p>\n \u2014 Even now, several years later, I wish I could have thought of something, said something to him that could ease his conscience, convince him that he did not share in the responsibility for needlessly manipulating millions of car buyers into constant debt for way too long so corporate big wigs could suck on contraband cigars and laugh all the way to their banks \u2013 He was just as much a victim as anyone who bought one of those over hyped, over priced, sabotaged vehicles \u2013 whose planned obsolescence might not just cost anybody who bought one more money than they needed to spend, but could also put their lives and health in jeopardy.<\/p>\n \u2014 I still feel his pain.<\/p>\n = = = = =<\/p>\n \u2014 The blogger checks himself in the mirror before he gives his web recording video camera its last check and then positions himself against the green background where his intricately well-timed images will change behind his \u2018talking head\u2019 face while he reads his carefully planned and timed words. The first image projected is that of machine gun carrying, armored and face masked US soldiers standing around in Times Square with their fingers very near their triggers, ready \u2013 as New Years Eve crowds allow themselves to be patted down before they step into highly controllable groups confined to highly controllable areas : The blogger pushes his record button counts to himself, and,<\/p>\n \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 -by Douglas J Otterson<\/p>\n \u2014 The survivalist hurries through his underground passageway. He believes he is far enough underground that drones with heat imaging capabilities can’t monitor his presence. He doesn’t quite run, but he does hurry in the dark, through the passage he’s very carefully memorized. At the end of the twisting turning passageway, that is the one route to his ‘studio’ through the extraordinarily complex maze he designed years ago – he reaches the door, closes his eyes and hums to himself as he enters his sixteen digit password on the keypad. There is an audible click, two automatic doors open. He spins himself\u00a0around to his left, and then turns the other way, spins back and turns again, all the time counting to himself – then\u00a0finally walks through one of the doors. Both doors close and lock themselves with resounding clicks. The studio lights come on- \u00a0This room is a Faraday Cage – He walks to the analog video recording desk, sits down, sighs, pushes buttons and watches as the monitors take their sweet time to warm up and ‘come on line’. He will always be a little bit shocked by his own aging image in the monitors, “Testing – testing, one two three- four five six seven-” he adjusts knobs as he watches the dials move, “-eight nine ten.” He sighs again and smiles, unwraps an unused Super VHS tape, slides it into the deck whose ‘heads’ he cleaned before he left the ‘bunker’ last night – waits until the tape is fully seated, then pushes and holds the ‘Fast Forward’ button, watches the counter roll up past ’60’ then stops and pushes and holds down the re-wind button. Then he reaches over\u00a0and manually turns a wheel that backs up the counter to “001”.<\/p>\n \u2014 He sighs one more time, cues the opening bumper music and pushes buttons simultaneously so the tape begins recording his opening credits and the images that have begun his podcast for several \u00a0years now- After thirty seconds he deftly lowers the music and switches from the computerized video ‘intro’ to the live camera – sees his face in the monitor and frowns –<\/p>\n \u2014 \u201cDo Not take my word for anything, but : \u2013<\/p>\n \u2014 \u201cLast night on Coast to Coast a.m. \u2013 George \u201cHollywood\u201d Noory \u2013 continued a tradition by having \u2018everyday\u2019 people call in from all around the world and give their predictions for what they expect to happen in this coming new year.<\/p>\n \u2014 \u201cI was in and out of sleep but what I heard leads me to believe that a lot of people believe that between now and the spring, the evil, militaristic, manipulating muther fupping Fascists will make their move to try to convince everybody on this planet that they need to surrender all freedom and submit to the \u2018security\u2019 agenda of the \u2018anti-terrorist\u2019 [ read that \u2018Anti-Christ\u2019 ] elitists who have been working behind the scenes since at least the end of World War II \u2013 when \u2018good amerikan\u2019 megala-maniacal control freaks imported Nazi war criminals to help them target, train, and then activate \u2018Manchurian Candidate\u2019 type victims to hypnotically act out their orders and commit mass murder and other terrorist crimes against innocent people inside the USA as well as inside most other countries in this world.<\/p>\n \u2014 \u201cThe nasties have already convinced a lot of mass hypnosis victims that Unions are the evil tools of the enemy of civilization \u2013 and everything else worth living for in the \u2018free\u2019 world \u2013 which is anything but free these days. -\u201d<\/p>\n \u2014 He pushes the \u2018stop recording\u2019 button, takes a breath and wonders if he is doing the right thing or voluntarily sticking his head inside a noose.<\/p>\n \u2014 Now he will lean back, spin\u00a0around in his ‘executive’ desk chair, stare at the ceiling for several seconds, then sigh, rewind and watch what he just recorded. If he likes what he sees he will bring the tape back out through the dark maze and through the tunnel, back up to his almost surface level underground home, plug the tape into the analog playback deck, which feeds to his heavily firewalled computer – he will not connect the computer to the modem that is connected to the satellite broadcast hardware until after he’s checked it again twice to assure himself that nobody has infected the IP address he’s using this week, that nobody can trace him through the maze of proxy servers he’s set up, and then, only if he’s sure he’s still untraceable – only then will he connect the last cable to his computer and log himself in, watch for several minutes as his security devices and the software that drives them – check through every step of his connection routine. And then he will upload his podcast. After the upload is finished, he will pull all the plugs and disconnect everything, turn off the generator that keeps his off-the-grid home powered only when he wants it to be powered. He will then run back down into his bunker where another generator is waiting to keep him warm enough as he sits against a wall for several hours, hoping against hope that the government drones haven’t found him and won’t drop smart bombs directly over the bunker – or won’t use some kind of particle beam to blast a laser that might make it through everything but his mirror-polished stainless steel last ditch anti-beam deflector –<\/p>\n \u2014 Nobody told him they disconnected the internet years ago and all his podcasts go absolutely nowhere – Or that the vintage talk radio programs he listens to, believing they are current, were all recorded more than fifty years ago. —<\/p>\n — djo —<\/em><\/p>\n = = = = =<\/p>\n A farmer with a scythe.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n There was a farmer who grew excellent quality corn. Every year he won the award for the best grown corn. One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learned something interesting about how he grew it. The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with his neighbors. \u201cHow can you afford to share your best seed corn with your neighbors when they are entering corn in competition with yours each year?\u201d the reporter asked.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy sir,\u201d said the farmer, \u201cDidn\u2019t you know? The wind picks up pollen from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbors grow inferior corn, cross-pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I am to grow good corn, I must help my neighbors grow good corn.\u201d<\/p>\n So is with our lives\u2026 Those who want to live meaningfully and well must help enrich the lives of others, for the value of a life is measured by the lives it touches. And those who choose to be happy must help others find happiness, for the welfare of each is bound up with the welfare of all\u2026<\/p>\n = = = = =<\/p>\n \u201cI Ching Jukebox\u201d by Geneve Blue, has been available in a Kindle Edition since at least last July. Amazon dot com may be severely overcharging for Kindle editions, check carefully before you click.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u201cAll Economics are Voodoo Economics \u2013 and Societies function at their most prosperous levels when everyone is guaranteed the food and shelter they need to live a decent life and the \u2018disadvantaged\u2019 know their futures are secure and good people will make sure that everyone\u2019s children are supplied with everything they need to grow up happy and healthy and in love with learning.\u201d \u2013 TaleRocker Talxalot<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u201cThe top 1% \/ The Elitists who coin phrases like \u201cThe Great Unwashed\u201d ARE the Anti-Christ.\u201d \u2013 Douglas Jay Otterson<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u201cGrey Sky With Pigeons\u201d January 1st, 2016, 1:45 pm -ish.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u2014 Happy New Year \u2013,<\/em><\/p>\n ~~~~~ Jim<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n Saturday, January 2nd, 2016 -( -1\u02daC \/ +30\u02daF & Sunny @ 11:11 am here in Atlantic Canada )-<\/em><\/p>\n Map pin-pointing the epicentre of Wednesday Evening\u2019s quake.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u2014 On Thursday Morning, December 31st,\u00a0 CBC News reported that an Earthquake measured at 4.3 by Canadian Standards & 4.8 or 4.9 by US Geological Survey people, had shaken several people awake in Victoria, British Columbia. The quake was centred just off the coast of Vancouver Island, between islands in that area. They also reported that the quake happened at about 42 kilometers deep underground where plates were moving under one another. The Canadian earthquake measuring people later adjusted their estimate and reported they believed the quake weighed in around 4.7. The US Geological Survey also reported that they believed the epicentre had occurred at more like 52.5 km deep.<\/p>\n This is the USGS map of Earthquakes that measured above 2.5 in the 24 hours leading up to 10:15 am on Sunday, January 3rd, 2016, with the largest quake measuring 5.0 near Fiji out in the Pacific Ocean.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u2014 On New Year\u2019s Day, Friday, There was a four point something quake reported in Nicaragua.<\/p>\n \u2014 Saturday morning, January 2nd, CBC started off reporting a 5.3 quake in Afghanistan and then reported 4.3 quake off the coast of California. Afghanistan had previously reported a 6.3 quake on Christmas Day.<\/p>\n \u2014 And Nicaragua is back in the news this morning with a 4.5 quake while Attu Station in Alaska had one that measured 4.7 and Fiji felt one that measured 5.0.<\/p>\n \u2014 Oklahoma had a cluster of at least 7 smallish quakes that have been blamed on Hydraulic Fracking.<\/p>\n \u2014 Looks like 2016 is off a start that could be summed up in early Rock And Roll lyrics as \u201cShake, Rattle and Roll\u201d.<\/p>\n ~~~~~ Jim<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n Monday, January 4th, 2016 -( -8\u02daC \/ +18\u02daF with light snow falling @ 12:12 pm in Atlantic Canada )-<\/em><\/p>\n There was a 6.7 magnitude earthquake in NorthEastern India about 17 hours before noon Atlantic Time here in Canada.<\/em> ( \u201cAbout 17 hours ago \u2013 6.7 magnitude, 55 km depth \u2013 \u2014 I sat down to watch the news after Cathi went to work, her first day back after her Christmas Holidays. I drifted in and out and began seriously waking myself up while CBC News casters were talking about a \u2018domino effect\u2019 from a 7% drop in China\u2019s stock market. The Chinese closed their market down to halt the downward slide. I thought the news casters might have been saying that the downward slide in China caused a domino effect and was causing a bit of a world-wide panic \/ market sell-off. Then I wondered if somebody was trying to say that the fact that the Chinese closed down their market caused the problem.<\/p>\n \u2014 I was in and out of sleep \/ \u2018wakefulness\u2019 and \u2018heard\u2019:<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"http:\/\/www.aerendel.ca\/novel\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/08\/cropped-2018-08-02_707am-Julienne-001-Cropped-x1920-1.9MB-copy.png\")
<\/p>\n\u00a0\u201c- About Last Night \u2013”<\/em><\/h2>\n
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<\/p>\nEarthquakes in the News :<\/a><\/h1>\n
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<\/p>\nFirst Monday In 2016 = Earthquakes and Market Manipulations<\/a><\/h1>\n
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This is the cover for ‘The Stone Lake Revelations’ – worked up on-line inside the World Building Schnarr in The Hero Cloud [ where Aerendel – the game – was growing since late summer in 2011. & Was murdered by personnel changes at the Hero Cloud in around 2023 … \ud83d\ude41 ]<\/p><\/div>— Friday, October 28th, 2016 — +3\u00b0C \/ +37\u00b0F — Cold, Dark and Raining in Atlantic Canada @ 7:51 pm —\u00a0 { Several Photos and other graphics went missing after I moved this blog from a US ‘provider’ to my Canadian provider… I’m currently trying to find the originals, and\/or replacing them with something that might just be appropriate … Jim } — Today we finally got a family Doctor here in this wonderful slice of New Brunswick, where we have lived since 2013. Today was either an ’11’ day { a ‘master number’ } or a ‘2’ day – numerological-ly, depending on how you’re supposed to count that. A ‘1’ day in a ‘1’ month in a ‘9’ year? You get that by adding the numbers in a date together. like 2 + 8 = 10, but then 1+0=1 so it boils down to 1 — you do the same with the month and the year { 2 + 0 + 1 + 6 = 9 } According to Glynis McCants –\u00a0Cathi and I should be allergic to ‘2’ days { She’s a ‘7’ and I’m a ‘5’ — } I will be adding links in here so you can research what I tell you — Do not take everything I say as God’s Honest Truth – I might be honest, but sometime in the future some evil so and so might hack my account and lie his butt off to convince you to go do something evil.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n
\n<\/em><\/p>\n{ Prologue to ” C 2016 Aza Novel Year?” }<\/h2>\n
{ Here Beginnith: “C 2016 Aza Novel Year” }<\/h2>\n
New Year\u2019s Day, 2016 :<\/a><\/h1>\n
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