Have you ever listened to the words to the old song by Tears for Fears titled “Everyone Wants to Rule the World?” It points straight to a distinctly human problem—no matter how advanced we become as a species, there will always be among us an inclination to rule over others. From the local boss at your day-to-day job, to the heavily Agenda 21 trained zoning administrators who crack down on some businesses over others for the pure thrill of ruling over the powerful with rules and regulations—to the maniacal religious fanatics who are always looking to unite the masses behind the banner of their terrorism.
Hasna Ait Boulahcen comes to mind, the 26 year-old party girl of French nightlife who recently died next to a suicide bomber when French authorities raided her cousin who happened to be the mastermind behind the Paris terrorist attacks in November of 2015. If you strip away all the decorations of contemporary life, it really comes down to a primal need for control over others that drives much of the terror humans inflict on each other just for the thrill of being considered a form of king over the masses for just a flash of time spent living within the confines of human flesh during an earthly lifetime.
Speaking of Hasna Ait Boulahcen she reminded me actually of the assassin from one of my favorite James Bond films, Never Say Never Again. I was able to watch that film recently as it replayed on the Epix cable channel along with all the other Bond films over the long week leading up to the Thanksgiving Holiday. Like the Tears for Fears song there was an inherit truth to all those fun thrillers that point toward essential faults in the way the human race interacts with each other. I was actually amazed how accurate the 1982 Sean Connery classic Bond film was in showing how the organization Spectre was actively promoting terror in the Middle East while hiding their desire to have world domination behind a façade of philanthropy. As much as Never Say Never Again seemed like the adolescent fantasy of every 12-year-old boy—in the world—it was remarkably accurate in predicting the future. The villains in that Bond film were stunningly similar to George Soros types of today—actively spending a lot of money to promote splinter groups into attacking each other so that he could achieve objectives important only to him because “everyone wants to rule the world.”
So that brings us to the obvious objective behind President Obama and Hillary Clinton’s open support of Syrian refugees coming to America and their position in destroying the Second Amendment with increased gun control. We know where all this activity leads, because we have seen it before. What’s been happening in Paris and London is now happening in the United States. Young people like Hasna Ait Boulahcen living wild nights of reckless activity-finding easy access to drugs and sexual impropriety breaking down her basic value system is seduced away into evil becoming the soldiers of radicalism while the originators of all the sins, the drug smuggling, the sex trade, the night clubs and money generated from the taxes on alcohol, the radical Islamic attempt to spread Middle Eastern collectivism to the far corners of the world helped by gun confiscations so that private citizens are forced to rely on government workers to protect them from threats, are created by the same people banging wine glasses together at charity events. Spectre isn’t such a radical notion as proposed in the James Bond movies ranging from this latest one to the early days of Sean Connery. The complexity is easy to see in our human art, but not so easy to see when it’s happening right in front of us.
Hasna Ait Boulahcen led authorities to her cousin Abdelhamid Abaaoud, the suspected ringleader of the Paris bombings because she was under investigation for drug trafficking and her bank movements were being traced. That’s how authorities found her after the Paris attacks. Like the Bond girl Fatima Blush Boulahcen was flamboyant and a little crazed who had lost her identity completely to the service those wine glass banging philanthropists who had silently organized those Paris attacks behind the veil of Paris, London and New York social life. The characters at all levels are easy to see for anyone who cares to look. Open border advocates promote refugee influx from regions where their money has fed the flames of insurrection to “cause” the mass migrations. Wearing down society with loose drug laws and permissive societies that are ridiculed for judging others, the foundations of terrorism were set. Hasna Ait Boulahcen came from a broken family, which is another aspect of progressive politically funded groups—destroy individual families and the structure of a secure home life so that young people like Boulahcen will do their work on the streets of Paris, trafficking drugs, weakening society gradually, and ultimately becoming carriers of terrorism. For every girl like Hasna Ait Boulachcen who finds themselves dead as a result of her extremist views there are thousands just like her ready to be used for the progressive causes that the masterminds of terrorism wish to advocate.
Following logic it would appear that Obama supports Islamic terror as he refuses to name it as an evil menace, which it clearly is. By advocating more Syrian immigration from the war-torn region that he largely caused through his inaction, there are likely countless Hasna Ait Boulahcen girls in the making coming with parents stuck between radical Islam and the more passive Koran reading fundamentalists who just want to live their lives in peace. So they are being encouraged to come to America. Once they get here the temptations of seduction will tear some of those families apart leaving the government schools to finish raising the children. Then they’ll get access to drugs and lower their personal resistance to mass coercion. Like Hasna Ait Boulahcen they may go from dressing like a western girl, complete with the cowboy hat she was known to sport in night clubs as she slept with countless people lowering her chances of finding a good husband to build a family with, they take the steps toward radicalism for redemption as a last resort.
Compound that with the drugs they start taking as part of that lifestyle and hopelessness ridicules their consciousness making them run toward extremist religions to rectify their bad behavior—which was fanned within them the moment their families left their homeland. That’s when they put on the niqab and start cheering on ISIS—as a last act of hopeful redemption after all their honor had been previously stripped away from them. That is when they become a terrorist, and why many of them are so young. But their lives were shaped by those philanthropy driven despots who want to rule the world. Their money buys many things, it feeds rebels in war-torn regions, it feeds progressive groups that want to destroy traditional family structure in every way possible, and it buys politicians who need their money to run their campaigns. Trace the money to people who have given donations to Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton and you will discover much of that money is also pouring into Paris politics, London immigration promotion, open borders, drug legalization, and finally destabilization of the Middle East. And why doesn’t the media cover this issue, because that same money buys ads in their newspapers and television stations, and if reporters pry into that secret world, the money dries up. Look what happened to Glenn Beck at Fox.
You might wonder dear reader how I figured all this out. Well, it’s not very hard. It’s in every James Bond film ever made. The villains are all very powerful cardboard characters obsessed with world domination. But you know what—most of the villains in real life are just as shallow when you break them down and get to know them personally. Fiction is not so far off from reality. If the human mind can conceive of something in a fictional sense, then an actual villain with access to billions of dollars can also think of it, and when they have the tools, they use them. Because deep down inside most of us—not all—but most of us is this silly desire to do just as Tear for Fears suggested—“Everyone Wants to Rule the World. And when they have the money to do it—they do.
Hasna Ait Boulahcen like the Bond girl Fatima Blush was a creation of the imagination. One was in a fictional movie. The other was created by progressive avocation groups-but both were the same—creations made to tell a story. In the case of Boulahcen’s case, that story allowed Paris investigators to make their society feel relatively safe. Once she and her two partners were killed Paris was able to go back to sleep. Sure, they will say the are looking for more radicals in the future—and there are likely hundreds of them around Paris, London, and now within the United States who are just as prone to terrorist activity as Boulahcen was—but killing them made people feel “safe” again. It was a nice bookend to a terrible story. But like a Hollywood movie, the story will be told over and over again and nothing will change, because the philanthropists still want to rule the world, and there are many thousands of others who want their money and will blow themselves up to get a taste of the drugs, sex, and momentary rapture of a life following some defined course—even if its evil. Because within human beings is the immature notion that Tears for Fears so many years ago captured in a seemingly simple song. And until that changes the story will always point in the same predictable direction. Just like a Bond film the same essential story told in the 2015 film Spectre was told before in 1982’s Never Say Never Again. But nobody did anything to stop that story from taking place, so the ending always repeats itself. And Hasna Ait Boulahcen won’t be the last.
Watch all the videos in the order I presented them and you’ll see how the story connects.
This article isn’t for everyone; it’s directed at the saggy-assed loser below who left me the comment highlighted. To properly answer his comment it will take some time, so I might as well address it for everyone as well as him. In spite of his negative tone and obvious progressive influence concerning the talking points, there are lessons here that many people will find valuable, so maybe this knuckle-dragging, maniacal idiot might serve some purpose in helping others by default. The commenter was obviously upset in my tone for talking about the reasons that the Tri-County area was failing whereas new developments like Liberty Center are thriving, so that is the context. Like most progressive trained people, they don’t deal with the cause of effects, only the effects. In their minds, anybody who doesn’t want to hang around with low quality people is racist rich people who are the benefactors of “white America.” I term those types of people as lazy and guilty of rationalizing their apathy to not being “lucky” enough to have a good life. So let me address the comments this guy made after we read what he said shown below.
Well, as a fellow middle class white guy who enjoys luxury movie theaters, reading this post filled me with shame. Your idiotic belief that you’re somehow superior to poor people due to the fortunate opportunities you’ve had in life oozes from every venom-filled syllable you typed out. I work hard, I went to college, I studied and earned a lot of what I have–but I also know full well that I had some lucky breaks in life, not least of which was being born into an upper middle class family that could afford investing in my upper education and sending me to a superior school system.
This post pretty much demonstrates exactly why this area of the country is considered so backwards. Your hatred for “welfare recipients” is disgusting, and criticizing people who use public transportation to go to work and purchase goods would be laughable if it wasn’t so painfully knuckle-headed. Are you even aware that there are people who didn’t have a daddy rich enough to buy them a car for their 16th birthday? You want the poor to work, yet don’t want them having any method of getting there, apparently… Unless it’s been so long since you stepped out of your middle class bubble that you haven’t yet realized that the days of getting a job at a corner store two blocks away ended around the time Andy Griffith went off the air.
Sorry to hear that teenagers with baggy jeans scare you so much. I bet you’d shit yourself if you walked into, say, Sycamore High School… except probably not, since *white* kids with baggy jeans likely aren’t what you were talking about. Isn’t that right, gramps?
I’m not sure why you waste your time posting this bull shit. Perhaps it’s your dream in life to become the next Bill Cunningham so you can profit off of further denigrating the reputation of SW Ohio. But having read only this post (searched for reviews on CineBistro), I doubt you’re even talented enough for the easy breezy career of insulting the needy for a living.
This will be only correspondence on here; I refuse to give your mindlessness further traffic than I’ve already given it. Enjoy your deluded, narcissistic life
Before getting into specifics, first, a little about me, since he brought up his assumption of me. Nobody ever gave me anything in life, I fought and slugged it out for everything that I am and have. Anybody who tries to take something from me learns how hard I defend it because I worked so hard to have it. I am also smart enough to know that it’s not the material things you have that make a person great, but it’s the soul of the benefactor. However, “stuff” is trophies of success—they are signs of victories gained on the battlefield of life and they are something you should be proud of. With that said, being “middle-class” is an insult. That’s like being proud of being a perpetual second place person all your life. Striving to win and have success is extremely important. Not so important that you commit suicide when you don’t win, but trying to win is what it’s all about. Material goods are signs of those victories.
Second, nobody should ever just be happy with the confined income of their job. If you are, then you are a loser. You allow your peers to control your destiny. For instance, say a person of decent means works at P&G, which is a good local company that pays fairly well, most of the time. You go to the store and see a really nice jacket that is $400, and you decide you really want it. But you look at your finances and decide you can’t pay for it, because you have a $2000 per month mortgage, a $600 car payment, a cell phone bill, furniture payments, vacation allowances—etc and realize that your $75,000 per year wage just won’t allow you to get the coat. You get paid that $75K per year based on an average work week of 40 to 50 hours, and you like your job. It took six years of college to get the job and about $80,000 in college debt to obtain the HR interview to obtain the 7’ tall cubical in the middle of a room full of other similar people. You get an hour for lunch and can browse the internet during the day when you’re bored from your job and need some intellectual stimulation. But you just can’t find the justification for that coat. So it goes un-purchased and inwardly you become bitter because other people can afford coats like the one you like, but for some reason, you can’t. Well, let me explain to you dear reader why you can’t afford that coat if you find yourself in the situation of that example. It’s because you are under employed.
There are 168 hours in a week and I seldom waste any of them. If you like to win at life, you have to make all those 168 hours work for you in some way, even when you take time to sleep. The world is a competitive place so you cannot waste a single one of those hours on objectives that are not aligned with your value system—otherwise you will lose at life. Those hours could be spent doing things you enjoy, they could be spent sleeping, drawing, reading, or watching movies, but there should always be an underlying plan for those spent hours. Perhaps a nice dinner might put you in the right mind for an important task, so you reward yourself an hour and a half at a prime restaurant experience to get ready. If you are only working 40 to 50 hours a week and are putting an artificial cap on your income at $75K then you are choking yourself from the potential of the 118 mismanaged hours left in the week. Many might say that they spend that time with their families, or doing things for “them” like playing video games or watching movies on Netflix, but if you want to be a happy person everything you do, including your work, should make you happy—and you should not waste time.
Humans are competing with each other in life for how much of those 168 hours they can squeeze success out of. If you only work one job then you are artificially limiting your income potential and giving your employer power over whether you win or lose at life. And it’s not just people in America, its people all over the world. There are workers in other countries that do not stop working ever. They sleep at their jobs and their co-workers are their family. In a global marketplace, we are racing against them. So people like this commenter who complain that they are only “middle-class” and were not given opportunities, or perhaps were given “lucky breaks” in life have not earned their place among the world leaders in productivity by merit. Somebody might have helped them get to the front of the pack, but that is not a common means of wealth acquisition. It’s “cheating.” One of the aspects of Donald Trump that I like is that he made his children work at minimum wage to learn the value of money. He could have given them cars, homes, and endless vacations—instead he gets mad at them if they don’t work on Saturdays—even through he is a billionaire. I know a lot of successful people and I know what they do to earn the right to buy expensive things. I know how many hours they work to get there—even when they go to movies or have dinner with their families. Many of them work 100 hours per week in some fashion or another. It comes with the territory. Out of all them, I don’t know anybody who works harder than I do—or longer. I make a point to use every single hour of the 168 hours given to me in a week to its full advantage. I never waste time and I have no sympathy for people who advocating that waste. Because I work so hard when I hear complaints from people falling behind in life, it makes me sick to hear what pathetic losers they are—and this guy is one of those types. He only gets mad because he sees people ahead in life and has to justify why he’s always in second place. It makes him feel better to believe that someone like me was given an “opportunity” or that I was lucky by some draw from a mythical deck of cards in a giant gambling game called life. Some people get an Ace card while others get a Joker. All that thinking is 100% wrong and I have no sympathy or tolerance for that lazy behavior. In my book if a person works less than 100 hours per week, they are lazy, because they are losing opportunities in life. Those opportunities may not be all career or income generating—they may be family opportunities, or personal growth options—like reading a book—or writing one. But every hour of every day of every week is valuable, and people should not waste them. Work hard and buy the damn coat that you want. Then wear it proudly.
As to the “gramps” comment—this guy is obviously young, so he plays into what I’ve said about Millennials—that they are lazy. Andy Griffith was a wonderful show and those young kids would do well to learn something of value from that old television program. Currently I’m 47 years old, so if that’s old, it probably is to a guy who is still mentally and intellectually 15 years old and looking for the basic primal human needs revolving around his sexual nature—like impressing a potential mate so that they stick their junk into that person and pollinate them like some jelly fish in the middle of the ocean that is functioning from the same primal necessity. I don’t like saggy pants on any young person, I don’t care what color their skin is. It’s a disgraceful trait to show one’s ass to the world which is a fashion trend invented in our prison system to advertise availability to other inmates. It’s a despicable mode of conduct. And to the point of being scared, nothing scares me. There is a big difference between being judgmental and being scared. I am proud to be judgmental because it means I have a value system that allows a scale of behavioral measurements. Being scared implies victimization and passivity—and those are not attributes that describe me in any way. So the term scared does not apply to me. I do not fear inferiority to others. I do not fear lack of success. And I do not fear peer review—in any fashion—at all.
As to being in some kind of “middle-class” bubble, I’ve spent plenty of time in slums. There was a time in my life that I bought the tires for my car on Liberty Street in Over-the-Rhine in Cincinnati, which is the ghetto neighborhood of South West, Ohio because they were only $5 each. They changed the tire right on the street and put them on the rim on the sidewalk. I’ve spent time in South Chicago and in the slums around Washington D.C. In all those cases it was at night. Of course there were challenges thrown at me, attempted criminal activity and I never experienced anything to keep me from returning again and again. If there is something I need in those places that help me utilize more of the 168 hours I have in a week, I get them anywhere I need to. And I’ve never lost a dollar to a threat of violence during a robbery. Eventually they stop trying because word gets around. So I don’t know what “middle-class” bubble this guy is talking about. I don’t live in one.
But with all that said, I enjoy spending my time around people who share my work ethic, not people who are cheating in life with welfare. Government assistance is like having the might of confiscated wealth legally stolen from people like me—who work very hard—and giving it to people so that they can pretend to be equal to the people at the front of the pack productively. It’s an artificial “middle-class” created to ensure that the upper-class are always the politicians who steal the money to stay in power. Public transportation falls under that system of class creation as the government often interprets it. I would walk before I shared space with people who do not share my values. I do not like taxi services, I don’t like public trains, and I hate buses—especially city buses. I would walk or ride a bicycle before I ever got on a public bus. So when Tri-County started busing in people from regions around the city into the relatively nice area of one of the most popular malls in Southern Ohio—it started to kill the productivity of the area because it forced the productive to mingle with the unproductive. And those two groups don’t go together—they don’t like each other. It has nothing to do with race, or sex—it has everything to do with value systems. Self-reliant hard-working people who squeeze everything they can out of their 168 hour week are repulsed by people who waste nearly all of their 168 hours with government subsidies. In the game of life, government handouts and public transportation are equitable to cheating—and I don’t respect people using those services based on my value system.
And lastly, Bill Cunningham is a loser. I do lots of radio. I have been offered jobs on radio, and likely I could probably do a show like Howard Stern does and do pretty well with ratings and money. But, this blog gives me 100% control over my content and I like not having a boss. I write these daily articles for the same reason that Ben Franklin had his own printing company, to publish his work without prostituting out his content. In radio you have to support whatever product is sponsoring your shows, and I just won’t do that. Now, specific to Bill Cunningham, there is more to our relationship than the little scandal he led against me in 2012 by siding with the Cincinnati Enquirer by the request of Lakota school teachers who begged him at Willie’s in West Chester to get me off the air at 700 WLW. In 1996 I had purchased quite a lot of air time on 700 WLW for a product I was working on and Bill Cunningham was my paid spokesman. I was supposed to come on his show to talk about my product, but the night before I was to arrive in the studio Cunningham had three strippers dance nude on the air for him that was really disgusting. At that time Cunningham was trying to compete with Howard Stern in New York for a ratings share, and it worked to some extent. It was a shock jock approach that boosted Cunningham’s national presence eventually leading to his Jerry Springer style show in New York years later. When the producer called me to arrive I refused saying that Cunningham did not represent my values and that I would not appear after the night before—because it had cheapened my impression of him. I was working with a public relations firm in downtown Cincinnati that was very well-known and they went ballistic about my decision. So there was a lot of pressure on me to appear on the show even though I had drawn my line in the sand. I didn’t go on, and I cancelled the remaining advertising which featured Cunningham’s voice. Years later Cunningham would try to get me back when I was doing the Lakota anti-tax work, and even then I did everyone’s show except for his. I went on with Scott Sloan, Doc Thompson, Marc Amazon and especially Darryl Parks. But never Cunningham, because I never forgot about that issue in 1996. Now, you can’t hold grudges the way I do and expect to succeed in radio, so I have no desire to be anything close to a Bill Cunningham. I have my own methods, and I use them in my way—which is how I like it. Apparently that valueless slug who wrote me doesn’t understand what I’m talking about, but that’s also why he’s a loser. I don’t like people like Bill Cunningham—he makes John McCain look like a conservative because he’s so liberal in his social and economic beliefs. He just pretends to be a conservative. He was the same idiot who advised John Kasich to go moderate from his original Tea Party leanings which turned him into another Ted Strickland and an embarrassment to Ohio with his buy-in to Obamacare.
So for that poor sap of a loser who wrote me with the assumption that he knew something about life—he was just a parrot, a mindless entity repeating what public schools have been teaching him about the rich, and “white middle-class traditionalists.” In some ways he’s a victim to the failures of modern society, but he’s guilty of following without doing the work himself to learn something else more useful. That is essentially because he’s happy to just cruise through life unmotivated and attributing any success he’s had in life to luck rather than hard work. He’s a second-hander who is obviously wasting their life on meaningless tripe and progressive bullet points. And he’s just pathetic. There are millions of people just like him and they are detriments to existence. Only they don’t yet know it because they haven’t given the time to think about the ramifications of their idiotic social stances. And that’s a shame. People like him waste their 168 hours per week and that makes them a menace to the productivity of American enterprise, and pieces of shit in my book—which is the only book I care about.
America, you know I support Donald Trump—for a 100 million and one reasons. But did you happen to see the Barbra Walters interview of the entire Trump family recently on 20/20? Forget about Donald Trump and all his potential success. America, you could finally have a supermodel for President and a smart one at that. If you missed it, watch it for yourself below. After years of feminism pushing to have dumpy looking vestiges of a man’s beer gut as first ladies residing from our White House finally America could have a proper model to represent the only real superpower on planet earth. Melania is gorgeous physically and intellectually and I personally want her representing America’s image in every way, shape and form. She is my kind of America.
But wait, what about Trump’s kids? Well, meet them here. Can you imagine these kids as part of a Trump government?
This is a beautiful, all American family and they are winners. They are winners in every category of being human beings. After so many past embarrassments as president, its time to feel good about ourselves once again—vote for Donald Trump and get a successful business leader and put him in charge of fixing the many problems that we have in 2016. But as a bonus, get a supermodel wife as the best possible spokesman for everything that America has to offer. Let’s have the election today. Melania for First Lady!
I want the White House calendar for 2017 featuring her. And so would every red-blooded American of all sexes and ages. Having her after Michelle Obama and Laura Bush would be like drinking a very fine glass of wine after accidentally swallowing raw sewage.
Do yourself a favor; send this article to a potential Trump supporter, someone who’s on the fence so they can watch for themselves what comes with the Trump package. And Melania is the best part of it.
It really does come down to cowboys and Indians in relation to political ideology within America. Progressives identify with the Indian, a tribe of people collectively unified in worship of Mother Earth who have a top down hierarchical social structure. Progressives from both political parties see themselves as the tribal leader and by their nature they sacrifice their individual lives to the greater good of “their people.” Little known in America because history has not yet caught up to the facts, but the Indians as we know them, the Shawnee, the Lakota, the Adena, the Hopewell—were all following the Vico Cycle accurately. Advanced cultures had been in the Ohio Valley and the American Midwest for centuries—well ahead of Christopher Columbus’s arrival—but the societies broke down into regional tribes at war with each other as they regressed back into nomads from their city-state histories—moving from aristocracies, then democracy followed by anarchy, then starting all over again by the time Europeans came looking for relief from religious persecution in their native land. For evidence, just study the city of Cahokia, Illinois and many other examples that existed between 100 BC to about 1200 AD. Progressives have the same thing in mind for modern America—regressing from an advanced culture into a nature worshiping nomadic culture controlled by a hierarchy of political tribal leaders.
Then of course there is the American cowboy, which would tend to be politically conservative, embodying all the values of rugged individualism and self-reliance. In the conflict between the cowboy and the Indian the main difference between the two is along these primary lines. Frontiersman who evolved into the cowboy in American folk tales embodied the type of individualism that became the symbol of United States strength throughout the world and was the distinguishing characteristic behind the economic method of capitalism whereas the Indian would be most at home with socialism. Progressives prefer socialism whereas conservatives’ capitalism—it’s a very distinct comparison that literally cuts to the essential mythologies of America, the cowboy versus the Indian.
For many years I have been espousing the entertainment necessity of turning Allen Ekert’s novels starting with The Frontiersman into either a movie, or a mini-series because of the importance that those stories played in regard to the creation of America. They are fabulous novels that will change the way people view the Midwest of North America. If done correctly they could be some of the best films made and would answer for America a lot of questions. I think they would make a ton of money because they would appeal to the American masses that lean to the political right. Ekert was very fair in his novels toward the frontiersmen and the Indians. He seemed to regard them both not as villains in either case, but as participants on the battlefield of life, which is the most honest way to portray them. So I was pushed back into the seat a bit with excitement at the Cinebistro at Liberty Center’s premier movie theater when I saw a preview for the upcoming film, The Revenant. At first I thought Leonardo DiCaprio had discovered the Ekert books, but after a few minutes I realized that the character he was portraying wasn’t Daniel Boone nor Simeon Kenton, but someone else. My interest was retained, but my suspicions increased.
Development of the film began in August 2001 when Akiva Goldsman purchased Punke’s manuscript with the intent of producing the film. The film was originally set to be directed by Park Chan-wook with Samuel L. Jackson in mind to star, and later by John Hillcoat with Christian Bale in negotiations to star. Both directors left the project, and Iñárritu signed on to direct in August 2011. In April 2014, after several delays in production due to other projects, Iñárritu confirmed that he was beginning work on The Revenant and that DiCaprio would play the lead role. Principal photography began in October 2014 and ended in August 2015.
The film will have a limited theatrical release in the United States on December 25, 2015, followed by a wide release on January 8, 2016.
In 1823, fur trapperHugh Glass (DiCaprio) is brutally attacked and mauled by a bear while hunting in what will become the Dakota Territory. His companions, led by John Fitzgerald (Hardy), rob him and leave him to die, while Fitzgerald murders Glass’s young half-Native American son, but Glass survives and sets out on a 200-mile trek to seek out the men who betrayed him and exact revenge on Fitzgerald for killing his son.[2][3]
Glass’ survival odyssey has been recounted in numerous books. A monument to Glass now stands near the site of his mauling on the southern shore of Shadehill Reservoir at the forks of the Grand River.
The song “Six Weeks” by Of Monsters and Men is “inspired by the true tale of American frontiersman Hugh Glass, seemingly left for dead after killing a bear that attacked him.”[6]
The May 27, 2015 episode of Monument Guys, “Tesla and the Unbreakable Glass,” features the construction of a Hugh Glass Sculpture.[7]
The novel was republished in January 2015 in anticipation of the upcoming film release, but Punke’s role as an ambassador to the World Trade Organization prevented him from participating in pre-release publicity.[1] That appointment to the WTO was made by Barack Obama, which is the cause of my alarm regarding this story and the film. Most of the participants in the movie are known liberals and Sean Penn was the first choice as a character to play Hugh Glass. So that is alarming since Penn is a known communist advocate. But, the story looks to avoid politics and instead tell the story of frontier life and the struggles that are universally bold no matter what political ideology one happens to be. For that I am hopeful that The Revenant will be an epic story that will unleash perhaps more interest from even better stories—such as those by the great Allen Ekert. Because if The Revenant does well financially, there are a lot of opportunities for America to get to know itself again with similar films.
In the legend of Hugh Glass he had an Indian wife, and the previews reveal that he has a son. Thinking from the perspective of Hollywood, likely Fitzgerald will kill the boy as a form of discrimination. Fitzgerald would later become a member of the U.S. military in Nebraska Territory which plays into the themes that the progressive activists at the Academy of Arts and Sciences require to be a Best Picture nomination for 2015. There would have to be some subplot that attacks the American military and the people within it to qualify for an award. The filmmakers are clearly going for such appeal since they are in a limited release during Christmas of this present year. But as a western, I’ll take it. I will likely be able to overlook those bits of liberalism to enjoy a classic story set on the American frontier. There are a lot of stories that NEED to be told about that time period, and many of them favor the perspective of the cowboy. This film about Hugh Glass has the potential to be great. I hope it makes a lot of money to encourage investors to make more of these types of films.
The life of the cowboys and Indians were very different, they came from opposing viewpoints that are not compatible, just as modern liberals and conservatives aren’t reconcilable. Indians were unquestionably collectivists and all these modern western tales feel they must tell that story first from a racist point of view to earn the right to tell a good story about cowboys. Yet, if frontier stories are honest about their presentation, and The Revenant looks like an honest attempt to show the brutality of that life, then the Indians will have to be shown not as the docile tribes of earth worshipping collectivists that they were, but a regressive lineage that had their own problems of self-destruction and inclinations toward warfare—for which the political left chooses to ignore—like the Democratic Party presently is, in denial of their own foundations.
Indians—“Native Americas” were not rooted into the territory of the Americas—they were a declining culture from what was here before them. Like the modern progressive, they chose to regress socially into hunters and gathers from the advanced culture of their origins. History led by liberals has chosen to focus on only this portion of history and not the people who were trading with China, South America, Mexico and other places around the world as massive cities rivaling everything in Europe. Presently, and even by the time of the story of Hugh Glass, that world had washed away by the rivers and trees of earth’s progress to fight against mankind for the right to write history. Under the same fields of corn and wheat across Illinois, Kansas, Missouri and the Dakota’s are complex remains of cities long gone, and the cultures that made them forgotten except by Indian legend. The natural hatred between the cowboy and the Indian was not one based on different colors of skin, but that both had different intentions for the same land. The Indian wanted to worship the earth just as progressives do. The cowboy wanted to tame it, just as conservatives do. And that fight is as alive today as it was in the times of Hugh Glass. My hope is that if director Alejandro G. Iñárritu went to all the trouble of making the crew’s life miserable on-set with on location shoots that were torturous, all in an attempt to capture the real lighting of hard frontier life, then he’ll go the rest of the way to tell the story of real heroics that shaped America. And that story knows no political party. I can’t wait to see The Revenant.
I’ll have to admit that I was extremely disappointed with Ronda Rousey losing her UFC match with Holly Holm. Of course there was also the passive global response to the Paris terrorist attacks where a lot of tough talk came out sounding like two gay guys fighting over a pillow. Then I watched the Democratic debate on CBS primetime and it was clear that every one of those losers on stage was a bra burning socialist right out of a campfire song from Leningrad. I watched those idiots for as long as I could take it and went to bed realizing that it was no wonder that we are currently at an ideological civil war within the United States—and the globe in general. Even the mystique of Ronda Rousey was being consumed by a vortex of come latelys. The same forces that put her on a pedestal were the same pendulum swing masses that would throw their support behind Holly Holm and fling joyous gazes at another fallen hero. Nobody was perfect in this world of Democrats and to hide that reality they were most comfortable under the blanket of the masses voting in favor of government assistance, dishonorable lifestyles, and endearing sympathies that justified their short aims in life. Ronda had been pulled back down to earth with them, and most people secretly loved it.
But not me. I spent the next day shooting and it was very refreshing. After more than a decade of heavy use I have a new hat which I needed to get used to. This one is made of leather and it still had the strong smell associated with new products made with that durable material. After several hours of shooting about 300 rounds through a single action revolver, which takes some time, my temper had ebbed to the soothing smell of gunpowder mixed with leather—and all was right with the world once again.
My equipment from the Cowboy Fast Draw Association worked even better than I had previously praised, and for me that was a big deal. Out of all the broken promises that there are in life, out of all the things that fail to live up to their expectations, like the Ronda Rousey fight, sometimes a surprise presents itself at just the right time. I had recently had a nice night out with my kids to the local Cinebistro to see a good James Bond film, and had a rare day off to just shoot all day with my Vaquero and other Cowboy Fast Draw Association materials. I was able to turn on the football games and listen to them while I shot and it was just a heavenly experience.
My times were fast by traditional standards in Cowboy Fast Draw, as defined by movies, television and action stars from the 1950s. But not fast enough for the best that are out there, so I had a lot of work to do. I was shooting in the .650s of a second range and that time would have to be cut by more than half to be competitive in Cowboy Fast Draw. But that’s OK, its part of the fun and mental acuity that you have to go through while training. For me, it will be a long road, but at least I enjoy the elements of that path, gunsmoke and leather. The only other smells that might surpass those two is the aroma of a newly printed book.
For the rest of the day I had that great smell of gunpowder on my fingers. After every six shots in Cowboy Fast Draw you have to reload your equipment. First you apply a new wax bullet into your Colt .45 casings. I have a tool that pushes those bullets down to the proper depth that works wonderfully well—otherwise the constant reloading could be frustrating. Then you apply a 209 shotgun primer into a specially machined recess in your casing which propels the load. It’s all quite effective and soothing. The process of loading the ammunition is a special one that puts you in touch with the type of skills that built America to begin with. America wasn’t built by socialists, and liberal academics—they were the come-lately types. They arrived once everything was set and the land of a new world won by the heroics and bravery of frontiersman and their families. In Cowboy Fast Draw it was that America we celebrate–the one that won a new land for all to live freely in.
Liberals like the idiots on the primetime stage during November 14th 2015 hate the cowboy because they took land from the Indian whom they assume were the natives of the continent. But among those tribes were many land grabs and battles between each other. They fought and earned respect for one another like Ronda Rousey and Holly Holm in modern UFC fighting. What Holm had done was equivalent to Chief Pontiac cutting off the head of Tecumseh and mailing it back to the Shawnee to show their dominance—which if they could have—they would. But along came Simon Kenton, Daniel Boone and several other frontiersmen armed with muzzle loaders who beat the Shawnee and Ottawa then cultivated the land of their conquests. They won it fair and square, just as Holly Holm had done against Ronda Rousey. They were better equipped, and more adequately mentally prepared for the task. My hometown of Liberty Township was won in just such a way. The frontiersman who settled my home territory were direct descendents of this epic struggle. When I get excited about the new Liberty Center area I think of this massive transition of land use, from being a territory of Indian camps to a wilderness empire of frontiersman fleeing the religious oppression of Europe to live a life of risk in a New World. To what it’s become, an essentially Galt’s Gulch of productivity and industry—an epicenter of capitalism—glorious and as wonderful as it is in a raw form.
The liberals running for president of the United States would all be aghast at my shooting hobby, which I have set up inside my house with a perfectly safe range meant to suppress the sound of gunshots and prevent any danger to anybody. They favor the Indian in the conflict of the frontiersman whereas I favor Simon Kenton and Daniel Boone. We are a story of two Americas, liberals and their Indians, and conservatives and their cowboys.
As gunsmoke danced from my gun in the afternoon light and the Tampa Bay Buccaneers played football in Ramond James Stadium against the Dallas Cowboys I thought of Ronda Rousey’s defeat to Holly Holm as the surprise attack of Fort Pickawillany by French led Ottawa Indians who butchered everyone in the English trading settlement. I think of that battle often as it is just upstream from the very river I live on. Actually, I think of all the battles around the Cincinnati area as they paved the way west for mankind to step forward. If Indians had not been conquered the liberals of our modern age would still be in Europe and would be taking with them a land straight out of the Spanish Inquisition—back to the nomads and the huts of hunters and gathering people. The skills of Cowboy Fast Draw are a celebration of what made America great. It’s not the defeat of the Indian so much as freeing them as well from a cycle of destruction that was occurring on a different scale—only not measured by European eyes. These measurements are invisible to the fools of the Democratic Party. Ronda got caught looking, the celebrity of her success, the world eating out of her hand—it was Rocky III for her and she wasn’t prepared for what Holly Holms threw at her.
As I cleaned my gun and put it away for that session I thought about France and their role in the Pickawillany attack. As a country they were quite aggressive in their early days, but now they were dominated by liberals in politics that have turned them into a global laughing-stock. Now they are a clawless nation of pacifists and topless art—but little else. That is because they allowed themselves to be taken over as a nation by the same socialists that are trying to become president of the United States after eight years of Obama’s little “c” communism. If that’s allowed to happen—which obviously CBS television is hoping to help usher in, then America will follow France to being a laughing-stock nation. That’s not acceptable to me. Republican debates were shown on cable television, but the Democrats were put on the networks after only one previously boring diatribe of socialists, and communists wearing a mask of progressivism to take the edge off their presentation. But what stands in the way of those insurgents getting their way in America is in the gun. No wonder Democrats want to ban them. It was the gun which defeated the Indian during the frontier wars. And it was the gun that keeps the Democrats at bay now. It is the lack of guns that make France such an easy terrorist target—so what lesson do we have to learn here? Join Second Call Defense, clean your guns, and get some gun powder on your skin to keep your mind right. Because even superpowers can lose—just ask Ronda Rousey. Don’t take anything for granted.
France needs more guns—a lot more guns. As one of the most progressive cities in the world, they continue to be a premier target for terrorists from radical Islam as a Middle East caliphate attempts to take over the world through fear. France is essentially a socialist country; it has a current socialist president. It has gun control—very strict gun control. It is an open-minded place sexually, philosophically, and especially nationally with a large immigration problem that would be considered illegal in other places around the world. And in one of their premier sporting events which was taking place at one of the attacked targets, a soccer stadium full of 70,000 people as France played Germany in a match they called a “friendly” French society just comes across to evil as a soft, easy target. ISIS terrorists had no fear of stepping into a popular night spot where innocent people were dancing the night way and opening fire from a balcony while lobbing grenades into the crowd—because they knew nobody would shoot back. In Paris, the police are often not armed—so there was nothing to stop terrorists from their ill intentions.
I feel sorry for the families of the victims who will have the mutilated bodies of their loved ones splashed on television and media images from now on as this story was so shocking that it will not die soon. It’s asking for trouble to be in a place where you could end up helpless in a fishbowl, stuck with nowhere to go if a crazed radical decides to make victims of people defenseless in a public place. In Paris a small army of terrorists caused over 150 deaths and many more injuries. As of this writing only eight of those scum bags were killed as police eventually did show up with guns to engage the threats. But after massive amounts of damage and terror were already inflicted.
Now it should be clear why guns should be more abundantly used for private use and what happens to people when a socialist state is in charge. Paris after the attacks went into a curfew mode. A city known for its liberal living was locked down like a panicked school during a fire drill interrupting everyone’s lives that may be there on business or sightseeing travel. The borders of the entire country are now sealed off as if that is going to stop terrorists from getting back to their homeland of Syria and Iraq. Of course the socialist president of France declared war against the perpetrators as ISIS gleefully claimed responsibility daring action taken in retaliation. After all, who’s going to be afraid of a country that calls its competitive events, “friendlies?” What’s France going to do to ISIS? Send them a strongly worded letter? Or tell the Americans that they will support for more air strikes along the Syria, Iraq border? France doesn’t have any resources to declare war against anybody, let alone a lunatic base of international thugs known as ISIS.
All the support, all the prayers, all the colored state houses across the world showing support for France won’t solve the problem—they are meaningless gestures caused by global mismanagement of the Middle East. There you have religious based radicals politically driven by communism who are still angry at Europe for the Sykes-Pikot agreement and they will not stop until they are all dead, because they have been raised from youth to hate everything. So there is no reform. You can’t send them a box of chocolates and expect everything to be alright. They only understand force, and until the world is ready to show that force, these types of attacks will only increase, because passivity only increases the desire to inflict harm.
Now lets look at some really stupid behavior by the same leaders who brought us the massive progressive utopia known as Paris so it can be seen that similar acts of violence are poised to unleash across the plant all designed by the insurrections in Syria. The following story isn’t just United States specific. There are Syrian refugees all over Europe fleeing ISIS, and within those cells of refugees are minorities of radicals who are willing to suicide bomb potential targets so that Allah will give them their virgins and lofty praise in the afterlife. We are dealing with a new kind of stupidity around the world, and they are dangerous.
The 10,000 Syrian refugees are first flown to the United States, according to the French news wire Agence France-Presse, with the State Department paying the International Organization for Migration (IOM) for the airfare.
Then, once the refugees arrive in the country, they could be dispersed across the 180 cities listed above, where they are to aided within the first 30 to 90 days in settling and finding employment in the area.
After approximately 90 days, refugees are no longer eligible for the State Department-funded support that they were receiving through migrant and refugee services. However, they are able to join support programs through the Department of Health and Human Services.
Additionally, it is unclear how much the screening process for the 10,000 Syrian refugees will cost American taxpayers.
The State Department spent $1.1 billion resettling people from around the world in the country last year. That’s about $16,000 per person.
Catholic Charities, which receive federal grants from U.S. Department of State/Bureau of Population, Refugees and Migration, have apparently taken in two Syrian refugee families already and are expecting many more.
There are approximately 180 cities in the country that are eligible to accept the 10,000 Syrian refugees. Here is the full list of those cities, which includes Baton Rouge, Matairie and Lafayette:
The best advice is to grab your guns and be vigilant. Keep your eyes open and understand that evil is amuck. Don’t get caught praying for peace, because these killers will attack while nations morn on their knees to deities unseen and negligent toward the evil before us. If Paris had more guns on their streets in the hands of their private citizens, they wouldn’t be such a lucrative target, so for their sake, and everyone else, revisit your gun laws, and make it easier for private citizens to carry so that they will be there ready to defend the weak around them when the time comes. Because that time will come again, and likely more often than it has in the past—attacks like this one in Paris only emboldens evil. Without complete dissemination of their terrorist cells, they will plan another attack. And only guns and the willingness to use them can alter those aggressive plans of global insurrection.
First of all, Spectre was essentially the epitome of what we all fear regarding the NSA program in the United States. Considering that James Bond is a British film franchise that has its largest market in America, it’s always interesting to see how the world views issues through James Bond stories intended for specifically American eyes. I have to point out that the reason that James Bond was successful as a “supers spy” is specifically because he is willing to break the rules all the time and do what he thinks is right as an individual. James Bond works because he acts as an individual who will violate the chain of his command structure to do what he thinks is right. That is why James Bond is one of the best overman characters in cinema and so long as the filmmakers know and accept that—James Bond films will be successful. James Bond films are not so good when he becomes a “duty first” sacrificial lamb working toward progressive causes. In those types of stories, James Bond falters. But in Spectre, James Bond is an overman—and he succeeds because of it—and so does the story.
In that fashion this latest film has been criticized as being a less “progressive” film and more of a throwback to the early Sean Connery films—which I thought was always the point of the Daniel Craig stories. Bond has little weaknesses, never appears to be unsure of himself, and always manages to get a situation under control. That’s wonderful—it’s why I go see James Bond movies as opposed to some of the more recent garbage where the main characters are all emotional about their parents, or their role in the universe. James Bond is sure of himself and likes the skin he lives in. That makes him a wonderful character.
English society loves rules and following them. They are some of the most proper people on the planet by their very nature. I enjoy them most of the time because at least they have wonderful values—as a nation. But, Bond works best when he disobeys orders, wither its direct commands from “M” or he’s harassing “Q” or stepping around the constructs of social well-being for the benefit of objectives only he can see. So it’s interesting that England has embraced James Bond with such open arms because he reveals about them the suppressed nature of their national consciousness. James Bond is the English version of an American cowboy—a rugged individualist functioning from their own blissful nature—without the confinement of social impositions. If he wants to make love to a woman, he does it. If he wants to save the world—he does it even if his superiors tell him to stand down. That’s a very important distinction.
Then you get into the other side of the European mindset, the constant references in the film to how government could never afford such a luxurious surveillance program as the character “C” is in charge of, that only the private sector can. Such a conversation occurred between “M” and a fellow bureaucrat as they discussed eliminating the 00 program of counter-intelligence for which James Bond works. The interesting aspect of all this is that 007, otherwise known as James Bond is a government worker and the personal identity of all the other government workers are only known by their employment positions—such as “M,” “Q,” or “C.” Their individual names are not relevant to their social context within the movie. So within all James Bond films is this strange dance between duty and national loyalty and individual free will as James Bond walks the very fine line between them.
An interesting transition occurred as James Bond was discovered at a secret society meeting of a group called Spectre and their plans for world domination through global surveillance programs—while in a car chase Bond was on the phone with Miss Moneypenny which is being recorded secretly by “C.” Bond has broken from his command by “M” to remain in London but is instead fleeing an aggressor in Rome. Moneypenny gives Bond the information he needs which allows for the adventure to continue, but later when “C” wants to slam “M” for not having control of his agents to justify the global surveillance program he is initiating with Spectre, it is brought up strategically to put justification for insurrection on the out-dated government organization which is made out in this case to be a heroic enterprise. “M” isn’t mad at Bond for disobeying him, it’s at “C” for using a big brother nanny state to take control of his “old school” 00 program, very interesting paradoxes there.
Of course I don’t mean to spoil the ending, but at the conclusion of the story obviously it involves Bond in an individual situation of value versus the greater good. He picks love for his own selfish reasons and the story concludes putting his needs before the needs of the state. He was literally on a bridge with his girlfriend on one end and his boss “M” at the other. He walked deliberately toward her and that was the parting shot of the film. Obviously the movie resonated with audiences and the picture made well over $100 million on its opening weekend. People agreed with James Bond’s decision. If he had walked toward “M” Bond would be a lot less cool. That’s something to note.
The formula with Bond as opposed to other franchises is that it gives people the surface values they feel in their society, love of country, loyalty to a cause, sacrifice, honor as assessed by collective opinion. But additionally it touches the subconscious of individual necessity and value. Bond is an individual that will disobey all the rules of society to do what’s right which only he can see. Ultimately in all Bond movies that are successful, this is the relationship Bond has with the institutions of his life, and it’s why people continue to cheer him to victory each time after over five decades of film telling essentially the same story over and over again with new actors, updated visuals, but essentially the same conflict on the screen—Bond against an ultimate villain, and Bond against the institution. At the conclusion of each film when Bond outsmarts both antagonists, the literal villain and the institutions of his life successfully while still fulfilling the mission parameters that always embody the greater good; we love the movies with successful box office earnings.
Personally, I loved the various metaphors of this latest Bond installment. There were a lot, and they were intelligent. The filmmakers obviously went the extra mile to deliver a film filled with a visual commentary on the condition of our modern era. As I’ve said previously, the opening scene was spectacular; the fight on the train was very classic—and suspenseful. The car chase and style of the secret society meeting which was very reminiscent of Eyes Wide Shut was done with great taste and cinematic skill. It was compelling to say the least given many of the concerns of our real political society these days. There may not be so much fiction in it as we would like to believe. All in all, Spectre was a great film, not because James Bond was a loyal agent to His Majesty’s Secret Service, but because he was an individual who literally pushed the world away in order to save it. Powerful stuff if it is understood literally and not just subconsciously. With that context in mind, listen to the words of the theme song—“Writing on the Wall” and you will hear a small work of genius into the plight of the individual against the collective.
Spectre is a movie well worth watching, and if you are lucky enough to live near the Cinebistro at Liberty Center—go see it there with a nice bottle of wine and a juicy self-indulged steak. Maybe even have a martini shaken, but not stirred for some good fun. It’s that kind of movie and one that you will leave with no regrets and maybe a few advanced thoughts about the condition of the human race and the paradoxes of our existence. The English know they are there, but they can’t seem to admit to them in the light of day—only in the magic of a darkened theater under the light of the silver screen.
There isn’t even a close second in my opinion; my first movie experience at Liberty Center’s Cinebistro was the best I’ve ever had in my long movie going history. It was fabulous on all fronts. Couple that experience with the opening of one of the most wonderful James Bond intros—a several minute tracking shot from what had to be a really sophisticated drone camera system involving thousands of extras in and out-of-doors in one take and I have to thank the filmmakers and Cinebistro for the most memorable theater experience that I’ve ever had 47 years. I’ve written on these pages before of my love of the Newport on the Levee theaters by AMC. I’ve went on about the Regal in Mason. I’ve described the IMAX screen at Springdale as the best in the city of Cincinnati. I enjoy little things from all those places, so I was eager to see just how good the Cobb group was in putting together a theater experience in my hometown, and I can only say it was a stunning example of everything I’ve ever dreamed of regarding a journey out to the movies—which is a favorite pastime of mine. So that you dear reader can experience it for yourself let me describe how it works coupled with a bit of background for context.
I have lived in the area of Liberty Township most of my life. I’ve traveled and lived in other places, but I stayed in Liberty Township because I consider it one of the best locations in the United States. I get involved in the politics of the area to some extent to protect my investment both fiscally, and philosophically. Forty years ago when I was a kid in the area the best place to see a movie was the Showcase Cinemas in Springdale. I considered it a luxury experience to go to the Dayton Mall which had a movie theater inside the mall. I also years later thought it was a luxury to see a movie inside the Kenwood Mall. Going to the movies was always and continues to be an exciting thing to do in my life. I enjoy it most of the time. Around the country there is a really nice movie theater I like at Cocoa Beach inside the mall there. One of the neatest that I’ve seen was at the Americana complex in Glendale, California which caters to the wealthy in and around the television industry which shoots a lot of footage nearby on a daily basis. It is not uncommon to see movie stars and television stars seeking downtime at the Americana, it’s where they go to get away from the public and the movie theater is naturally nice. Another great movie theater is the one at Universal Studios in Florida at the City Walk. So it is within the context of those exotic destinations that I can say that Liberty Center and the Cinebistro within it are among the best that I have ever seen—anywhere. I could go so far to say that Cinebistro is the best movie theater currently in the state of Ohio—and yes that includes theaters in Columbus and Cleveland. It was the best—here’s why, and how it works.
Cinebistro is actually a separate theater experience from the Cobb Luxury theaters. It has its own little section off to the left of the main entrance at the top of the escalator. Tickets for both theaters are bought in the downstairs, street level ticket booth. Simply take the escalator up into the main auditorium and the Luxury theaters are off to the right with the Cinebistro off to the left. Ahead is Cobbster’s kitchen which services the Luxury theaters. Behind, to the right is the bar and restaurant which by itself is a great experience. It has a fantastic view up the street into the heart of Liberty Center from a nice balcony that protrudes off the building. It’s all very dramatic and wonderful. But things really get cool when you step into the doors to the Cinebistro. The tickets themselves look like they are for a high-class affair; they are not your normal movie ticket. When they are purchased downstairs you pick your seats for the presentation. So when you step into the doors of Cinebistro you are good to go. You should arrive about 45 minutes before your feature, but 30 minutes are recommended. At 30 minutes until the feature they call your showing and you proceed inside just as you would a normal theater, only an usher will take you to your seat the way a hostess would at a restaurant complete with a full menu of their offerings.
The reason you should arrive an additional 15 minutes to the recommended 30 minutes early is so that you can relax in their lounge which is very nice and has also its own balcony overlooking the square outside. At the bar a striking young woman was very knowledgeable about drinks and provided an assortment of exotic beers, wines and just about every other drink on the market. I brought along some of my family so we had a group of four and relaxed for a moment with some drinks. I listened to the bartender take additional orders from other customers and her manner was what you would expect at the bar of a very nice hotel. She was very professional and competent speaking without any slang—fully prepared to deal with people who are used to speaking with proper grammar and complete sentences. She and I spoke a bit about a suggestion she had on that cold November night in Ohio for a fire pit outside on the balcony for her guests to warm up next to, similar to what the Kona Grill had across the square in full few of the bar. The view was quite nice outside the windows and I couldn’t help but think of some prime location in a downtown area anywhere in the country. I actually forgot that I was in my hometown—because it felt like being on vacation someplace very expensive.
The prices however weren’t that expensive. The ticket prices for a primetime film were around $14.50 and the beers and martinis weren’t all that expensive, reasonably priced in fact. The balcony was very inviting so we spent some time there sipping drinks and looking down the street toward the other end of Liberty Center where they were assembling a Christmas Tree for their Holiday exhibit. It was very comfortable and premier. The entire staff obviously received the memo that guests were to be treated with great attention because it wasn’t just that bartender who behaved with a level of competency. When our movie was called the people working the information desk, the ticket taker, our usher, our server, and the runners were all very respectful, which was refreshing for a change. You have to be over 21 to even go to the Cinebistro so you can forget about kids of any kind. They aren’t even admitted. That might be rough if you have a family with young kids, but for them, the other theater is the best option. Cinebistro is off limits—its adults only. The biggest downside to other regional movie theaters is the kids and teenagers. Nobody wants to around a bunch of teenage kids in a movie theater, especially on a Friday and Saturday night. They are loud, they are always on their cell phones, and they are entitled. At Cinebistro, you don’t have to worry about them in any way. That was wonderful.
When you step into the theater it’s like stepping into another world. The theaters really look like the screen rooms of a Hollywood studio. They are extremely well done and the seats are known for their comfort. I’ve personally only sat in a seat that comfortable at Brookstone or in a private home theater done with extreme luxury in mind. The Cinebistro theaters are a bit smaller than average not built to pack as many people in a theater as possible, but to make those people as comfortable as they can, even down to tiny details like pairing them up couple specific. For instance my daughter and her husband couldn’t see my face, only my wife could because the seats were arranged in a way to provide a zone of privacy for couples. That really impressed me.
Just like in a restaurant a server comes to your seat to take your order after you’ve had a few minutes to look over the menu. That’s when you notice how much space there is between rows. The seats are arranged in a way that allow for the waitress to walk down the aisle even if the seat’s footrest is fully extended into the reclined position. If you wanted you could recline the seats back enough to sleep in. But the distance between rows of seats is more than enough for servers to attend you without having difficulty. It was a surprising distance that I’ve never seen in any movie theater, even private ones. Your server takes your order during that 30 minute seating period. The objective for them is to get all the orders into the kitchen so that the food can be delivered to a table which folds out over your seat by the time the previews start. Preview times are set at 18 minutes. The runners bring your food from the kitchen to your seat during this time. They do not want to be standing in your way when the movie starts, that is why they need to get your order as soon as possible once you sit down. It takes just a bit of planning on your part, but it is well worth it.
Gone from the Cinebistro are those stupid ads that show on the screen before a movie’s previews begin—while people are sitting. Cinebistro is like watching on the screen a fine novel as opposed to the classifieds in a newspaper. Both actions fall under the heading of “reading” but one is certainly better than the other. At Cinebistro during our film they were showing IMAX images of nature films that are available on DVD. But there was no narration, only nice sound effects of nature elements and some mild music that played continuously during the entire 30 minutes of seating, ordering, and awaiting for its arrival. When the previews began, the food started to come out. I was in the mood for a hamburger so I tried their Bistro Burger, which was very fresh and along the lines of something from the Rusty Bucket or Red Robin. They advertise that everything is made fresh each day, and from my perspective it was. My wife had the veggie burger. My daughter had a more refined taste as she had the Shrimp Mac and Cheese which was really a nice looking dish for $17. My son-in-law had the Smoked Pork Chop at $20.50. It looked like it came from Jags—which in Cincinnati is one of the premier steak houses in the Tri State. That impressed me. He ordered another martini, and my wife a beer. I had a Coke so we had a nice sampling of all their various food options at degrees of etiquette and all were quite immaculate. If I was impressed with everything up to that point, which I was, the food really put it over the top. It actually far exceeded my expectations. I assumed it would be a bit gimmicky, but it was genuinely extremely good.
Thank goodness the movie itself was really good as well, because it just put a period at the end of that sentence for the night. The sound system was fabulous. The visual quality of the picture was what you’d expect from a high-end place—everything was top shelf—which I’m finding is a theme at Liberty Center. I’m sure there are issues somewhere with all the new establishments coming on-line with all the new hires, but so far my experiences have been wonderful. I have been very happy with the Rodizio at the other end of Liberty Center—they are an extremely good dining option. Of course I had high hopes for the Cinebistro so it is not often when reality actually exceeds high hopes, but they did in this case. By the time the James Bond movie was over and we all looked at each other after the movie, we realized that it was the best film going experience we had ever had—which is saying a lot. We’ve had some good times at movies, but never anything like what we had at the Cinebistro.
On the way out the staff was as friendly as they were on the way in. All in all, we spent $207 on four people for a prime time first run movie and a really good meal. The tip is set at 17% and is added to your bill automatically. So you don’t have to worry about leaving one at the end of the film. We could have spent a lot more, and we could have spent less, especially if we hadn’t had any alcohol. You don’t have to get food, but it’s almost impossible not to because the atmosphere begs for it. So I thought of it as a bargain. The couple next to my wife and I ordered a bottle of wine halfway through the film. If you want something refreshed once the movie starts there is a concession area right outside the theater that you can go to for additional items. They do that so servers don’t bother you while watching the movie. The serving team every 30 minutes travels from theater to theater which is why they have their movies timed the way they do. It’s a very slick operation. But if you want more, they have those options too. Next to us the couple sipped on wine after their dinner and were enjoying themselves quite a lot. It was a bizarre experience to me. I had to remind myself that in my wildest dreams when I was a kid that something as nice as the Cinebistro would be built on ground I used to play on. Back then all the nice, fancy stuff was downtown in Cincinnati or Dayton. Most of the time it was out-of-state. Now Liberty Township was an instant tourist destination which was fine with me. It still has many of the things I have always loved about it. But now it has some things that I used to only get while traveling to far away places. After the Cinebistro experience it became clear to me that now people would be coming from thousands of miles away to come here—and that gave me a bit of pride in my hometown that is always under the surface, but was easier for me to access.
On the way out I spoke to the bartender again and we talked about her idea for the fire pits. She was right, that was the only thing that could really improve Cinebistro. From down below on the street it would look like a temple of exotic paradise. Above it would provide warmth to romantic couples waiting for their movie while having a nice drink and enjoying the weather no matter how cold it was. It’s really the only thing that could be done to improve the place. Because otherwise, it was exquisite, extremely memorable, and much more affordable than you’d think. I’m already looking for a good excuse to see another movie just to experience the whole thing again. My only hesitation was that Spectre was so good that another movie might take away from my memory too soon.
I have never been a fan of Pink Floyd. First of all the name is ridiculously passive. Secondly, I associate them with the drug culture. But most of all, the music is just too depressing. It belongs in 1980s East Berlin or at the grave of Karl Marx as opposed to the vibrant white picket fences of Indiana, or Kentucky—the heart of the United States. While certain songs I understand, like “The Wall,” along with the music video from the movie—the front man for the group, Roger Waters, who is part of the British Invasion of that country’s contributions to American music—is a flaming socialist—by his own admission. So I have never liked them as a group. Actually, their music disgusts me, even when I was young and the music was popular. In a race between the suckest bands in history—to me the Grateful Dead and Pink Floyd are engaged in a homosexual coupling at the finish line. In my car at the height of Pink Floyd’s popularity during the 80s there were two things completely off-limits to anyone who rode with me. First, nobody was allowed to smoke. I had very strict rules against smoking. Given that I had one of the nicest cars in my graduating class, people forgave me for it—because they wanted to ride in my car. It was a place to be seen, so people didn’t smoke in my car. Second, Pink Floyd music was not allowed. I was sometimes violently opposed to it because it was so anti-American to me. It did not have the optimism I expected from American culture and I flatly rejected it. In regard to Roger Waters, I despise him as an artist and a human being because he is the face of Pink Floyd.
In that regard I find myself strangely agreeing with Howard Stern whom is another pop culture personality that I’m not a fan of. Regarding Howard, I don’t like his moral position, I don’t like his on-air belching, and I don’t like his sophomoric perversions. But I did like his movie Private Parts and his persistence within the radio industry. Knowing friends in radio who have been through what he has, I can at least respect what he did as a capitalist. Howard Stern may be a lot of bad things, but he is pretty smart and is a product of American capitalism. He stuck to and fought through a lot, so I can at least admire parts of him. But he’s not someone I share many opinions with—except lately when it comes to Roger Waters.
Recently, Stern and Waters have had a very public feud between them over the United States relationship with Israel. Waters is mysteriously anti-Israel—Stern pro Israel—definitely going against the grain within the entertainment industry. If Waters is so angry at Israel and the Jews for living somewhere, then he should be angry at his own country of England for their structuring of the Sykes-Pikot agreement right after World War I. That is what caused all the current mess. The United States was a reluctant participant. Both Stern and Waters are wrong to compare the eradication of Indian populations with the Jews living in Israel against Palestinian will. Jews have to live someplace and they have been driven from every land they inhabited at sometime or another. The Indians were at least given the time of day after they were conquered. The reason for the conquest was out of necessity—but compassion was at least provided to them. They were invited to assimilate into American culture and given a seat at the table through cultural integration. You don’t see Southerners protesting the town of Cherokee, North Carolina because it is largely ran and operated by Indians. Tourists flock to the region and enjoy Indian culture. Nobody is trying to kill them just because they existed or still hold property in America. Americans and Indians worked out their differences and shared the wealth as much as possible, so its time to stop complaining. The two issues are not comparable, Jews and Indians.
The feud has gone on over the last several months largely through progressive publications. Readers here likely didn’t notice the remarks in Salon, or Rolling Stone as the two pop culture icons have fought it out over support of Israel within the left-leaning entertainment sources. Waters even went so far to send an open letter against Bon Jovi for performing in Israel recently—which is how radical his position is. Clearly to me when you understand Middle East politics beyond the Sykes-Pikot agreement the underlining issue to the political right and left regarding Israel is one of support of capitalism over socialism. The Palestinians and much of the radicalization of the Middle East from ISIS to Iran comes from the Iranian Revolution during the 70s where Russian-backed communists overtook the country. The American CIA and other forces tried to off-set the communists with dictators to fight them off and keep the region from forming a communist caliphate using oil to fund another global power directly connected to Russia. The fights in the Middle East were not about oil so much as it was about keeping oil out of communist hands to feed Russian aggression toward the United States during the Cold War. Out of all the areas of the Middle East, really, only Israel has embraced capitalism. Every other region is a dust pit of repressed people broken and poor because of the failures of Marxist philosophies that have been carefully hidden behind radicalized Islamic religion. That is precisely why those on the political left are anti-Israel and anti-American in regard to Middle East involvement. Here is how Rolling Stone reported this issue in a way that the masses can understand.
Roger Waters may not want to “waste a single precious breath on that asshole” after Howard Stern accused the Pink Floyd co-founder of wanting “Jews to go back to the concentration camp,” but on Stern’s radio show this week, the host made it clear he wasn’t going to lay off the subject. “I’m not the only asshole,” Stern said. “I’m just the only asshole brave enough to take him on. For some reason, it’s become very important to Roger to tell artists where to perform. There’s so many countries with histories of abuse and slavery, but he’s very focused on Israel. To me, he comes off like an anti-Semite.”
“Defending Israel isn’t fashionable, I know,” Stern said. “It is a tremendous distraction for Arab leaders to say, ‘Let’s get the Jews, let’s get Israel, it’s all their fault.’ As long as their poor people are focused on Israel they don’t wake up and realize who is stealing their money. Their lives aren’t getting any better from all this crap, so don’t be fooled by Roger and his statements.” Read more: http://www.rollingstone.com/music/news/howard-stern-on-roger-waters-he-comes-off-like-an-anti-semite-20151105#ixzz3qznpVfDz
If you doubt dear reader what I’ve said about Roger Water’s open support of socialism keep in mind that he currently supports Bernie Sanders for president and he has said so glowingly in that same Rolling Stone magazine, only in a different article. You can read that in the section below along with a link to the source. This is what the front man for Pink Floyd is all about. This is the person you have supported all these years by listening to Pink Floyd music. Isn’t that nice to know?
I just think the term “socialist” freaks a lot of people out.
Socialism is a good thing! What is wrong with socialism? You are the only country that I’ve ever heard of that buses its kids to school in the morning. What is that if not socialist? I am serious! I know nowhere else in the world. Then you go, “What the hell is that about?” “Well, we don’t want our kids to walk through dangerous neighborhoods to get to school, so we send a bus to pick them up at their front door and take them home afterwards.” And you go, “Wow, great.” That is pure socialism, and it is correct.
If you had socialized medicine as well, then we could really start calling you a socialist country. At least you have a better medical system now, thanks to Barack Obama, thanks to the executive branch of this administration that we are now seeing draw to a close. But it’s nothing like the healthcare you get in any of the other 30 major civilized countries in the world. Your healthcare is great if you are very, very, very rich and you have some rare form of cancer. You have the best brain surgeons or whatever in the world, but they service a tiny, tiny proportion of people. But by and large, your healthcare is dreadful, and the cost of it is almost double anywhere else in the world, and you get half the service for it. You know why?
Why? Because it goes to the fucking insurance companies and to the profits of the drug lords and drug companies. It has skimmed off its profit, and it shouldn’t be! Medicine should be provided to all the people, all of the time, for a moderate cost. Of course the drug companies should make moderate profits and of course insurance companies should make moderate profits, but they don’t. They are like loan sharks. They are ripping the heart out of everyone, and they are gouging as hard and fast as they can. That is the world we live in.
That should do it, Roger. Thanks for doing this. You know what you need, don’t you?
Could the situation be clearer? Here is a person who has made vast amounts of money selling the same damn album for thirty years to millions of drug induced idiots then he takes that money and the platform provided to him through capitalism and advocates socialism—which is currently crippling Europe economically.
It is because of Roger Waters that I have always hated Pink Floyd—as it was always the product of his radicalism. I hated the movie The Wall—it was not a work of genius the way kids used to think it was—it was a loser’s opinion on a life out-of-control largely because the artist was a victim of socialism and used capitalism to launch his opinion to the world. By the way, Roger Waters is terrified that Donald Trump will become president of the United States—which he talked about in that same interview. That is even more of a reason that I so adamantly support Donald Trump for president—because if he does nothing else, he will make Roger Waters angry—and terrified. An upset member of Pink Floyd is a wonderful thing. They may have legions of fans that grossly outnumber conservatives on this issue, but one million insects really isn’t much of a fight against one large conservative foot.
Listen, America has endured constant attacks by thousands of people like Roger Waters over the years and capitalism has held up, as well as the United States, under really intense scrutiny. Waters is right about school buses picking up kids and taking them to school. Parents should drive their own kids, and parents should have the ability to pick the best school for their kids with open competition. I won’t argue with Waters that our education system is corrupted beyond repair with socialism—vast amounts of it. I’m ready to end it all and rebuild it completely with free market alternatives. But its time for America to stop apologizing to idiots like Roger Waters and his radical leftist friends who need you to smoke a lot of dope to think their music is brilliant, and to advocate the things you like without guilt—such as support for Israel and guns—a very armed public loaded to the teeth with guns, guns and more guns. Because the socialists are out there in just about every mode of entertainment and industry, and they want the fruits of your labor. And they are more open about it now than ever before. It’s time to show them the results of that approach and what it does for them. It’s nice to see Howard Stern doing the right thing. In the case of speaking out against Roger Waters, I am a Howard Stern fan.
I’m not writing this for today, but for about twenty years in the future so that I can point back to it and declare how correct I was, before anyone else was ready to admit it. This is not science fiction, or just inflammatory speculation—but a hypothesis based on observed facts, a study of history, mythology, and political tendencies around cultures nurtured through human necessity. Of course I plan to explore this concept in much greater detail in my Curse of Fort Seven Mile stories, but for the sake of future validation, this is to say I told you so. To begin, please consider what Ellen Stofan said early in 2015 about alien life. Ellen is a bleeding heart progressive at NASA, who is a bit of a political advocate on behalf of women and global warming, but she is pretty smart. She loves science and the possibilities of things beyond the orbit of earth. With that I share quite a lot with her. In reaction to her activism on global warming I would tell her to forget the earth and to use space to move humanity to another place. Earth is like that apartment you had in college that is dirty and used up. Its time to build a home in space for mankind—so who cares about global warming. It would only take a sustained solar wind to strip away earth’s atmosphere, as it appeared to have done with Mars, so let’s take our technology and ambition and head for the stars. But first, here’s what Ellen Stofan said:
“I think we’re going to have strong indications of life beyond Earth within a decade, and I think we’re going to have definitive evidence within 20 to 30 years,” NASA chief scientist Ellen Stofan said Tuesday in a live webcast.
“We know where to look. We know how to look,” Stofan added. “In most cases we have the technology, and we’re on a path to implementing it. And so I think we’re definitely on the road.”
For a long time my family has vacationed at Cape Canaveral and opportunities to speak to NASA employees off the record present themselves at local restaurants and shopping complexes. Most of the time they only know what their classifications allow, but a lot of them look at the stars now with a changing emphasis. Add to that the free market push to commercialize space and the government realization that they can’t keep a lid on the topic any longer is materializing quickly. NASA is a victim of budgets, so they have to ride the line of politics to keep their funding flowing. When Obama announced that NASA should study Islamic contributions to science, of course there was more to the story. NASA stopped going to the moon after the Apollo missions. The space shuttle was cancelled, and the proclamation of returning to the moon by George W. Bush was nixed. Meanwhile rovers have been exploring Mars as the news coverage of those adventures have been scaled back—considerably. The reason is that there is far more than enough evidence discovered in just our infantile attempts to explore space just outside of earth’s atmosphere to confirm that our Biblical history is incomplete. Mankind did not start with Genesis, but with prequels of other stories long since lost.
Evidence of those early chapters are all over the moon and Mars where monuments of achievement similar to Teotihuacán, Ankor Wat, Giza, and many other places seen across the earth are visible to cameras and early space explorers. On earth there is plenty of commercial development that has occurred that has destroyed much of our pre-Biblical history, and religious radicalism through inquisitions from most major religions have forced millions to deny what their own eyes can see. But on the moon their history was frozen in time. It has not been paved over for a new housing development or destroyed by religious conquistadors, leaving NASA in the precarious position of being an eager gatekeeper stuck between a rock and a hard place. They want to go and study those relics with the cold, emotionless eye of science, while their political funding wants to prevent humanity from the fragile realization that we are not, and never have been, alone. That our religions are but the childhood stories of the true reality—maintaining a grain of truth while leaving out vast amounts of the details.
When the Spanish Inquisition was issued by Pope Sixtus IV on November 1st 1478 the intention was to push out Jewish heretics from the country. The job of the Inquisition was to find such people, torture them until the admitted their crime, then kill them. Columbus found himself in lots of hot water once he discovered America for Europe as the Catholic Church wanted to maintain their control over what Columbus was seeing and keeping their flock from fleeing to shores beyond and learning of events occurring in the outside world—such as that the Chinese were already there and had been trading around the world for many years. The Church wanting to maintain authority over their people had a nice little Inquisition to keep loose tongues quiet and to maintain their control over their region—politically. They wanted people to believe that the world was flat, and that if people strayed too far from the Church and its control, they’d fall off into some hell below. This wasn’t the first Inquisition in history—earth has experienced many of them. The Spanish Inquisition was just one of the more recent ones that successfully destroyed tremendous amounts of archaeology not just in Europe, but in the New World as well, most spectacularly when Henan Cortes and a legion of Tiaxcalan warriors captured the emperor Cuauhtemoc at the city of Tenochtitlan. The Catholic inspired city of Mexico City was built onto top of the ruins of that once great metropolis preventing any real excavation of its history. In present day Iraq and Syria where much of human civilization started as an advanced concept erupting suddenly from the previous hunters and gatherers that we had been—ISIS is running around destroying everything that isn’t historically connected to Islamic faith—which as everyone knows is not all that ancient of a religion. Historically speaking, it has a pretty shallow past and if not for Aristotle, would not exist at all. Historically speaking, Muhammad only founded Islam in the 7th century. Human history likely went on for many thousands of years prior. Possibly because of the Vico Cycle, it may have risen and fallen many times every few thousand years prior—but much of that history has been erased by modern religion.
However, on the moon and likely quite spectacularly all over Mars are untouched relics of the distant past that shows a civilization that was jumping all over the solar system, even to the point of traveling along the arm of the Milky Way galaxy we live in, to other colonized planets. We’ll discover that Mars wasn’t alone, but was to galactic explorers similar to a McDonald’s along our own highways where societies stopped, did their work and moved on. That there were connecting societies in South America directly trading with the Martians and that the Indus Valley was another popular stop. Modern day China is littered with evidence showing a tremendous amount of archaeology that is overgrown and points to a prehistory that is completely uncharted. But nobody is exploring those regions because communism prevents that knowledge from getting out of state controlled governments. Instead they keep the funding cut for further excavations because they don’t want the information getting out to their public. The same could be said in Siberia. Russia was a communist country, now it’s an impoverished one—and they don’t have the extra money for such excavations and since they are a closed country mostly, they won’t allow for foreign permits to do research in their country without strict oversight.
These government inspired control mechanisms to conceal actual human history are prevalent across the earth over all regions. It is clear to me that this is the primary reason that NASA stopped going to the moon. And it’s also why delays to Mars have persisted so long. I have noticed that all global governments are supporting the progressive push toward non-religion—whether they pit Muslims against Christians, or Muslims against Jews, or Buddhists against secularists—the intent is to get each to destroy each other and keep the minds of mankind illiterate to the truth, and to assimilate the youth into more of a secular view which government then controls. Only then will governments be comfortable in humanity learning the truth of what’s always been out there—because eventually we will find out. They already know. So far its just relics from the past, half covered by soil, but it won’t be long before the full story gets out and we directly connect those societies to the myths and legends of our own ancient past and learn that they were more rooted in truth than fiction.
The sum of all this surmising is that it will be soon confirmed that earth is not our origin of birth. Our religions do not help us understand that relationship and our governments have been constructed by our religions to keep the book closed on the topic. But science has advanced far enough to let us peek just a bit at the pages inside. And within a few short years the book will have to open by necessity and at least the American government knows that the inevitable is about to occur. They will have to break the story officially very soon to the public, and when they do a major crises will unfold across civilization—history books will have to be re-written, religions will have to cope, and humanity will have to come to some uncomfortable terms with itself. It’s not that we will find life on other planets or the evidence of it that will be the breaking point—it will be that we will have found our long-lost selves in the process. We are already out there—and always have been. The evidence is sitting right there in full view of a powerful telescope.
