Labor Unions in Decline: Knuckle-dragging losers, Obama and King Jayavarman II

“To give working families a fair shot, we’ll still need more employers to see beyond next quarter’s earnings and recognize that investing in their workforce is in their company’s long-term interest. We still need laws that strengthen rather than weaken unions, and give American workers a voice.” That is the advice of a knuckle dragging idiot whose entire world view was shaped by marijuana cigarettes, Marxists college professors and a parade of communists who wanted to screw his promiscuous white mother. Well, that idiot has been president of the United States now for a few years and even with the hard lessons about how socialism does not work, and managed economies by government infusion of their bureaucratic tendrils stifles creative enterprise instead of feeding it—Barack Obama still says really stupid things like that about labor unions.

Union membership in the United States fell to an all-time low in 2014, according to a government report released just days after President Barack Obama called for new laws to strengthen unions during his State of the Union speech. The Bureau of Labor Statistics reported that the union membership rate was 11.1 percent last year, down 0.2 percent from the rate seen in 2012 and 2013. This trend is part of a growing realization about unions in America and the kind of rhetoric uttered by major left leaning progressives like Obama and his personal friend Richard Trumka—that the concept of a labor union is right out of the pages of Karl Marx. Labor unions are essentially anti-American, anti-capitalism, and immoral toward positive growth toward productive enterprise.

The BLS report reveals that union membership is increasingly a thing of the past for most Americans, and is a status mostly relegated to government workers—which needs to be made illegal. The union membership rate for the public sector was 35.7 percent, and was just 6.6 percent in the private sector. As of last year, there were 14.6 million people working in unions.

Labor Secretary Tom Perez picked up on this point, and noted that the BLS report showed that weekly wages for union workers were significantly higher than wages for non-union workers. Union workers saw a median weekly wage of $970 in 2014, while the median wage for non-union workers was $763.

http://www.theblaze.com/stories/2015/01/23/u-s-union-membership-falls-to-record-low-in-2014/

Well……………….Tom, Barry, and Richard T and all the other slack-jawed old hippies and social parasites who utter such ridiculous nonsense with the wit of a cockroach—the reason labor unions are failing is because that $10,000 dollars per year difference in pay that union workers typically make above non-union workers is sapped directly out of the profit formula that most businesses need to exist. While the communist in people like Barak Obama, and Tom Perez point to the CEOs of various corporations and declare that they should give back their high salaries and bonus checks to “the people” of the “middle class” they forget that it takes leaders to drive companies and the workers toward profitability in the first place. Under the philosophy of Karl Marx the “workers” typically left to their own devices are often uninspired toward productive enterprise and are easily out produced by the rest of the world. Yet they command salaries that are higher for less work. That doesn’t make any sense and is the direct cause of why union membership is down.

If labor unions attached to government positions were made illegal that would go a long way toward solving many budget problems in the United States. The private sector has had to learn the hard way—yet the government sector workers have no reason to change their behavior from their point of view. They can now vote themselves raises as labor unions protect them from reality leaving the only option to eliminating their corrosive influence is to cut the positions all together. As Obama lectures that CEOs should distribute their bonus checks to the “middle class” he runs off to a golf outing on the tax payer funded Air Force One to live as if he were the king Jayavarman II of the Khmer Empire presiding over the majestic Angkor monuments. The drunkenness of power upon Obama’s mind is purely funded by tax payer looting provided to him through an army of union driven thugs at his feet providing support so long as they get that marginal pay increase just for belonging to a federal labor union. Labor unions attached to government work of any kind invites corruption of the highest order and are the root cause of the inflated tax payer funded budgets demanding reforms that never come.

Most of the time workers are not worth that $10,000 difference in pay that Tom Perez is talking about because the laws of a free market economy were ignored. The value is artificial and focused on the worker instead of the net result of the product produced by the endeavor demanded—which is a fatal flaw in thinking. Only government workers who get paid for showing up at a desk without the expectation of doing any real work, like Obama and Perez, could conclude such a ridiculous proposal—that companies function as ignorantly as they, and pay employees for unproductive work at values that are unreasonably high. In government when they need more money, they just raise taxes. So they assume in the private sector that the cost of goods and services can do the same to cover their margins. But it doesn’t work that way. When the world is competing with a global economy where many workers in those far away lands are doing work for $1 to $2 per day, its hard for the worker in the middle of Tennessee to justify their existence toward productivity when they expect to make over 100 times that amount for the same work.

This blind support for labor unions comes from people who have no idea how the world really works. They have been bred in a government backed vacuum to believe that jobs are created with tax payer money and that results are never to be expected. In many ways Obama is very much like the king Jayavarman II who started an empire in the region of Cambodia around 802 AD by declaring himself king of the world sticking a penis shaped rock in a slotted stone and asking the gods to give him immortal power. To prove he and his subsequent rulers were truly divinely led, they built all the monuments popular to the region—such as Angkor Wat. But guess what, they weren’t immortal or divinely influenced. They were just men who rose and fell within a few centuries of their climb to power. And so it will be for all government workers and their inflated wages they demand. Their large houses, boats, and lavish vacations paid for by the tax payers will be consumed and cast back to ruin the moment their lives are snuffed out by fate—and nobody will remember their efforts. Only through productivity does the work of ones enterprise live on in some fashion of immortality. No matter how much people like Obama take and give away—the value of what is looted is what suffers. What is taken is productivity and without it an entity dies one hundred percent of the time. That is why union membership is down. Soon, it will only be government workers who will be in them and the next great crises will be when people not in a union are asked to pay for more taxes to justify those in government still in unproductive unions. But the sympathy won’t be there. It’s already fading fast—especially after the scandals within the IRS over the last few years.

It’s only a matter of time before those union memberships decline as well. Because there is no longer sympathy for the unionized slug who expects to get paid for sitting around all day doing very little. The reason is not so much because of the money—it’s because of the effort. America as a nation was a productive place driven by capitalism. Without that productive edge against the rest of the world, Americans feel “average” and nobody likes that. The only way to be a winner is to out-produce your rivals around the globe, and the only way to do that is to do better. A union slug won’t be motivated to do better because they get paid regardless of the work performed. So it will be that aspect to their complacency which will eventually do them in. More union workers is a guarantee to have less work done at a higher cost—and that is not a recipe for success. People, no matter where they come from expect success—yet the labor unions work against that desire in ways that are happily putting them out of business.

Rich Hoffman

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A Case in Favor of the Kroger Marketplace: Sometimes the way to save something old is with something new

I was very much against the proposed Kroger Marketplace at the corner of 747 and Taylorsville Road in West Chester, Ohio. The opposition was because the people around the community didn’t want it and the developer didn’t seem to want to construct the buffer zone that was needed to appease the community according to news reports. The Kroger store was supposed to be a service to the community in a positive way, but the people who had moved in and around the area obviously didn’t want anything to do with it. So the trustees listened to the voters instead of laying down flat for the developers and the project halted, which I applauded. Now a different developer wants to build a Marketplace literally at the end of my street, and I am quite happy about it. So what’s the difference?

For several decades now the RT 4 corridor that runs a short way through Liberty Township, Ohio has been an optimal area for commercial and business development. When I arrive home after a long trip I cherish my hometown intersection of RT 4 and Liberty Fairfield Road which includes a traditional Kroger store that has been swelling over the years to a breaking point. Often my wife and I go to the strip mall where the Kroger currently exists and eat Chinese food at the little place there which I think is some of the finest in the country. On a Saturday, traffic is terrible because that Kroger is so swelled making further quests into the surrounding businesses unattractive.

The prospect of a 133,868 square foot Kroger Marketplace being built just up the road and diagonally across from the Elk Run golf course to replace the current one is very attractive just because the business at the old one is so robust that it demands an expansion. I purposely don’t like going to Kroger because it’s just too cramped. We typically get our Chinese food and go home because driving through and around the Kroger parking lot is just too cramped that it’s not worth it. One of the benefits of that particular intersection and the developments there is that everything is so spread out, so traffic is typically handled well. I’m happy to see a new Waffle House being erected next to the Taco Bell and LaRosa’s which is across from the McDonald’s and Skyline Chili. There are so many dining options at that intersection that it looks deceptively rural. But, I can get just about everything I need there. I can get my car repaired. I can purchase advanced firearms. I can get all my household maintenance needs between Tractor Supply and Ace Hardware. My wife and I frequently eat at the Frisch’s. Our banking is there, there’s a Hallmark. A Beverage Barn is run by a wonderful Indian family and were among the first in the area to special order Mello Yello for me directly, before the Coke Company resumed distribution back to the Cincinnati area a few years ago. There are so many positive developments that allow my family to do virtually everything we need to do within two miles of our home and I love it. But the grocery experience is just too inconvenient.

http://www.journal-news.com/news/news/public-hearing-for-new-butler-county-kroger-resche/njmb4/

The wealth of the area is conducive to the type of grocery experience that a Kroger Marketplace offers. I like the options offered in the other Liberty Township Kroger store which is a Marketplace—but it’s too far away to be considered convenient. So for me the Kroger Marketplace offers a fix to my present dilemma and the zoning for years has wanted to move in that direction at that particular location, the corner of Kyles Station and RT. 4. There are of course people who enjoy the view of an empty field, including myself. I still enjoy the sight of the occasional farming that takes place on that high hill which looks down into Trenton within the valley of the Great Miami River. But for business development, that particular location is one of the best in the area and is needed due to the value of the developments surrounding it.

There are homes around my property that are in the half million dollar range. The Elk Run Golf course I think is one of the nicest in the city—as it is very picturesque and classy. It’s a bit dated, but is due for an update which will only come if people continue to see the value in it. In a lot of ways the new Kroger will do a lot to bring the proper demographic of financial value to the area directly across from the golf course to appreciate what Elk Run offers as an asset of Liberty Township. Of that new demographic is the residents of the new Carriage Hill development which featured Homarama two consecutive years with homes upward of a million dollars in value. People who have homes like that don’t want to be cramped into a box full of dated architecture and limited shelf space. They want options, high-end cooking ingredients, and a shopping experience that is professional, and free of neurosis. The proposed Kroger Marketplace in Liberty Township is poised to provide all those options and more because the location, view, and proximity to so many family dwellings is just phenomenal.

The West Chester location was nothing like the Liberty Township location as far as placement and overall community impact. The West Chester location needed a developer that understood what the community was weary of. That particular intersection along 747 is very busy already as the Lakota school down the road really mounts up the traffic in the morning and afternoons. The homes in the immediate area already have to contend with a great deal of traffic on crowded roads. But in Liberty Township along RT 4, the road infrastructure is already built; it just needs the construction to begin.

As for the complaints, local residents won’t want to trade their view of a grassy field for a parking lot full of cars. I will be impacted as my wife and I enjoy evenings in our hot tub looking at the stars. The lights from the new Kroger will add to the light pollution which will dilute out more stars from our view. But it’s a small price to pay for the types of high-end food offerings that are typical of a Kroger Marketplace. I will gladly welcome the new development as it will greatly enhance my life and does what new creations are supposed to—it will improve life in the community. It will bring a fresh new awareness not just to the area, but to the legacy items currently already there and in a state of decline.

To this day the Western Row golf course is an empty field. The course died years ago before the spur of development along Mason-Montgomery Rd occurred and there are no takers to develop such a large plot of highly expensive real-estate now that the prices are through the roof. The property is too expensive for a golf course, and too large for more restaurants and small stores. So it sits in limbo. I would like to not see the same thing happen to Elk Run. I love the Elk Run property. I love the golf course. But because taxes are so high, it would be too expensive to privately own if the golf course fails in the future. And it’s too big to fill with business. It has taken twenty years to fill what has been built along that span of RT 4—so it’s not logical to expect Elk Run to fill with anything but more homes at some point. So for those who love green space and the scenery on top of the big hill in Liberty Township the best way to preserve it is to fully support the new Kroger Marketplace in Liberty Township. What’s wrong with a round of golf before a grocery shopping trip? Nothing at all. At the proposed location I would hope that the Elk Run golf course would enjoy new life from a new demographic support system instead of fading away into the sunset as an older generation moves on to greener pastures and a new generation perpetually looks for something new. Sometimes it takes something new to keep the old alive—and in this case, the new Kroger Marketplace will do just the trick.

Rich Hoffman

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A Christopher Cornell False Flag: The possiblities of entrapment for political objectives

There is something very fishy about the Christopher Cornell case in Harrison, Ohio where a twenty year old kid supposedly was planning to attack government officials in Washington D.C. Cornell wearing a very ISIS terrorist looking beard was arrested at a popular gun store in the suburb of Cincinnati by “government employees” and sent to a facility run by more government employees to be tried by more government employees. So it will be very interesting to see how much evidence comes out of the trial and of the relationship the kid had with the FBI between the weapon purchases recently made and the date where Cornell showed up at a 9/11 rally as a “truther” revealing his beliefs that the New York terrorist attack was an inside job. The mode of operation of this terrorist attack seems awfully close to motivations of the IRS in attacking conservative groups. After all, here is an angry white male—an anti government type who is converting to radical Islam and wants to kill government workers buying weapons at a gun store in the heart of America. And the kid’s father is another small government type who immediately stated that the government set up his kid. So it is obvious where young Cornell got his distrust of government. The whole story is wrapped up a little too neatly for the government case against the certain demographic types that are currently putting pressure on them to reform themselves. So the FBI—and the government for that matter—suddenly had a story that made them look proactive against homegrown terrorists, and at the same time shuts up the sector of society known as the “hard right” from fear of themselves being targeted as terrorists.

It is very easy to manipulate young people, especially between the age of 15 to 21. Kids are still kids at that age—especially these days, and not very wise to the ways of the world. If a kid in that age group starts hanging around with “wigger” kids, he’s likely to start walking about with his pants down and listening to Eminem. If a kid hangs with a gang of “narco” types, they’ll likely spend a lot of time listening to gangsta rap and planning petty crimes. If a kid hangs around nice kids who spend their weekends learning to milk cows, they will likely attend church on Sunday and praise the Lord at the dinner table. Behavior for most young people is largely governed by environmental conditions. And environmental conditions are established by peer review and pressure.

For a kid like Cornell, who it appears didn’t have many close friends, it would be very easy for a FBI agent to indirectly contact the boy after the 9/11 truther protest and provoke him into a direction of choosing since it was clear that there was an origin of discontent. It might begin with a simple positive comment on a Twitter post of something that Cornell had said, then over the course of a few months, the agent could plant ideas in the mind of the target and begin to steer his thoughts in the direction of choosing. To put it another way, think of the relationship to a first date where a man wants to have sex with a woman. The woman may be interested in sex otherwise she likely wouldn’t be on the date, but she doesn’t want to come across as cheap, so she plays hard to get. Maybe she plans to wait a date or two before she allows for the possibility of sex. But, the man needs to tell his friends about the date so that he can look like a big man with great sexual prowess. Men need to report to their peers about how they bag and tag the women with their powers of persuasion. So the man leads the girl along with a nice dinner, perhaps a gift at a store to make her feel obligated later, then when it comes time to close out the evening, he pulls out the guilt to get the sex. The woman gives him what he wants because internally she’s insecure that she might lose such a sugar daddy, so she accelerates the process along hoping to get a date number two, and three—and perhaps even marry the guy. So she gives up her sex hoping to hook the guy to her loins.

Fast forward to Christopher Cornell playing video games in his room all day long doing very little productive in the world who is still very close to his mother. The boy never really broke away from his mother’s breast to become a man of his own—so he’s still very prone to the peer pressure of society as a direct result. This is always a typical trait of such males who are too close to their mothers. They are very socially conscious as their foundation thinking still comes from the women’s circles within family structure. Yet to assimilate with the father and behold atonement which is another major concern among most young males, Cornell adopted the notion that 9/11 was an inside job. (Of course this is all hypothetical at this time, and could be confirmed by court documents during the trial if allowed to be seen by the public) So Christopher goes to a rally with his famous sign and catches the attention of the FBI who decide to make an example of him. An agent contacts the lonely kid looking for his way in the world and tells him he agrees with him on 9/11 and earns the trust of Cornell. Then the agent starts planting seeds, just as the man who wants to have sex with a woman does—to provoke reaction and stimulate an outcome. A person craving acceptance—any acceptance will do extraordinary things to get it—and perhaps Cornell wanted to impress his FBI friend so much that he was willing to kill and maim targets of the friend’s definition so to earn that respect. In the end there was only one man who walked into the Harrison gun store to buy weapons for a planned terrorist attack. So Cornell is guilty of that. But would the kid have grown the beard, and changed his name to the ISIS wanna’ be—Raheel Mahnus Ubaydah just a few years out of high school where he was a wrestler and planned a terrorist attack against government workers and the U.S. capital? Likely not. If the FBI had not befriended the kid, it is likely Cornell would still be in his room playing Assassin’s Creed and texting his mother about his needs.

The target likely wasn’t Christopher Cornell himself, but the father because of his political beliefs. The FBI needed to make some kind of arrest somewhere to show that they were getting out ahead of these potential home grown terrorists before something happened—especially after the Paris attacks. America needs to know that its safe and the Cornells as a family were easy targets. By pushing their buttons to send them over the edge the government gets the sniffing dogs off their backs with the IRS corruption, the Benghazi murders, Fast and Furious, the communist insurgency coming out of Cuba, Russia—and China. The push toward socialism in Europe, carbon credits, oil prices to destroy American fracking, and the desire to see Islam and other religions besides Christianity spread through public education to young people with a new civil rights movement–a modern crusade. The message behind the Cornell arrest is two-fold, that the FBI was doing their job of protecting America and that even angry white tea party types are prone to the teachings of Islam—so there is no place to hide.

This could of course all be fiction on behalf of my prose. The court documents would of course provide the context of the story in greater detail. But if I had to bet money—I’d say what I stated is closer to the truth than what is being told to us on the news. There are very good reasons not to trust the government. Just yesterday John Kasich, the governor of Ohio stated people against Common Core were suffering from an inaccurate “hysteria” when the reality is that local school boards still have the final say. What he didn’t say was that his support of Common Core, and why local school boards will go along to get along is because there is federal money attached to it, and like a common prostitute he wants the money for his budget balancing, just as a crack whore wants to fund her habit. So they will justify the means to satisfy the evil. Then of course there is the local politician John Boehner who stated that someone needed to go to jail over the IRS scandal. Yet now the targeting of conservative groups is known, and even people close to Boehner suffered yet he isn’t motivated to do anything about it now that he knows it’s connected to the White House because of the 2014 congressional hearings. At every turn federal workers at most levels are showing that they are more prone to corruption and vile acts because they are protected by labor unions—such as the IRS workers were, police are, and just about every public service. So what we get is bad work from employees who take their jobs for granted. And they are only motivated to act when public pressure is applied.

When it comes to the Christopher Cornell case it solves two problems for the federal worker—it shows that there is extremism within the small government types of demographic population, and it shows that Islam is spreading to the lonely recesses of Harrison Avenue in Ohio. The hope is that people like the Cornell family will just shut up and do what they’re told to do. At least that’s’ how it looks. The trial, if it’s open and well covered by the media will either confirm or deny these accusations. But what will likely happen is the trial will be put off until the case cools, then it will happen lightening fast and without much fanfare. Christopher will be tucked away for a while to be further broken down and his parents will have to shut their mouths if they ever want to see their kid again. And once it is realized that the FBI actually entrapped the kid into saying everything he did, the public opinion will already be set and they’ll be on to the next crises.

Meanwhile the government will pardon themselves from any guilt in the debacle and will be looking for a tax increase to pay for their pension plans and summer vacations. Angry white guys and small government types especially in Ohio will watch their tongues so that they are not accused of guilt by association. And the Cornells will grieve each night knowing that their son is beyond their help. Fear makes monsters out of even sane minds, and it does much more neurotic destruction to societies in general. And the FBI was well aware of that when they contacted Christopher Cornell needing an arrest of a certain demographic type to satisfy their bosses in the Capital. After all, the budgets are being made by a new congress, and there is nothing like a high-profile arrest at a key time to ensure that budget cuts don’t strike the FBI as it has the now unpopular IRS. In the end, it always comes down to money by the looters who don’t make it—but spend it like drunken sailers in a whore house. And in my opinion that’s the way government employees treat the money we send them.

Let’s see how much info comes out in the trial. But to confirm my thoughts does anybody remember the James Holmes case? He was supposed to go to trial on December 6^th. It will likely be with the Cornell case as well. Oh, they’ll cover it locally, but it won’t go very far. The Holmes case is still in jury selection just as a reference. These cases deliberately go on forever because the public losses interest even when deaths occur as it was with Holmes. With Cornell where it was just potential threats showing intent, the public will be even less motivated—and therefore no matter how guilty the FBI is, they know the public will never catch them on their imposition. So it will continue to the next victim.

Rich Hoffman

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ISIS Terror, Assasination Attempts and Opinions from Transexual: Bizarre stories from Cincinnati and the root of conspiracy

There is an element of lunacy that is persistent just beyond the haze of most layered group associations. Once the veil of proper conduct and mannered conversation is pulled back elements of mild psychosis among the patrons are ever-present and those participants are not difficult to shove over the edge with just a little provocation from directions not directly connected. In my fiction I have dealt with this literally as a story device—such as in The Symposium of Justice where a water tower in the town of Fort Seven Mile broadcast a signal designed to stimulate the pituitary gland of innocent people so that they might drop from the edge of sanity on queue and conduct evil that could then be capitalized by those desiring control through legislation over all human kind. A wonderful purpose of fiction is to explore these possibilities from the safety of thought. However real life is often more treacherous—and complicated—as it was in Cincinnati recently as a number of major national stories struck the bastion of conservative value in a manner that seems a bit too organized to be incidental.

First was the story of Josh Alcorn, which I covered previously. CLICK HERE TO REVIEW. Even several weeks after the story broke in Kings Mills, Ohio a United Kingdom newspaper did the following story centering on a little ol’ suburb of Cincinnati:

A close friend of Leelah Alcorn, the 17-year-old who took her own life after her parents refused her demand to live as a woman, was allegedly prevented from attending the teenager’s funeral.

The mother of Abby Jones, Ms Alcorn’s friend and the person who posted photographs of her after took her life, said the youngster had wanted to attend the funeral but was banned from doing so by Ms Alcorn’s parents.

“Her mom called and blamed Abby for everything that got posted online, even though Leelah’s page was public,” Ms Jones’ mother, Danielle Pieper-Jones, told the Daily Mail.

“My daughter just wanted to say goodbye to her best friend. They did not allow her to go to the funeral… had no right to call and harass my daughter.”

Ms Alcorn, who lived near Cincinnati, Ohio, took her life last month by stepping in front of a truck. Before doing so she posted a message on her Tumblr account. In it she explained that her parents, who are devout Christians, would not allow her to live as a woman.

http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/americas/leelah-alcorn-suicide-parents-stopped-best-friend-from-attending-transgender-teenagers-funeral-9980986.html

Then there was the terrorist attempt—or one that was being planned by a 20-year-old kid named Christopher Lee Cornell as reported in the following story:

Tom Willingham didn’t know what to think when the FBI approached him about helping them arrest someone they suspected of wanting to commit a terrorist act on U.S. soil.

“Nobody knew enough to be scared,” said Willingham, president and CEO of Point Blank Range & Gun Shop. “We knew everyone (law enforcement) was in place.”

Willingham’s employees sold two semi-automatic rifles at about 11 a.m. Wednesday to Christopher Lee Cornell, also known as Raheel Mahrus Ubaydah, at the Colerain Township location.

“We did not know (Cornell). He came in for a purchase,” Willingham said.

After the gun store employees ran Cornell’s name through the national background check system to ensure he had no criminal record and was eligible to buy guns – “Not anyone can come in and buy a gun and walk out,” Willingham said – Cornell was sold what Willingham called “sporting rifles.” In addition to the M-15 rifles, Cornell also bought 600 rounds of ammunition.

When Cornell left the store and walked to the parking lot of the business in the 7200 block of Harrison Avenue, he was arrested by the Joint Terrorism Task Force.

Cornell, 20, of Green Township, is accused of using cyberspace to plot to assassinate Congressional employees and attack the U.S. Capitol for his personal jihad. He was charged with attempted killing of U.S. government officers and possession of firearms in furtherance of an attempted crime of violence.

He’s being held in the Butler County Jail without bail.

http://www.cincinnati.com/story/news/crime/crime-and-courts/2015/01/14/fbi-cincinnati-man-plotting-us-capitol-attack-arrested/21770815/

But that wasn’t the end of the news day in Cincinnati. Apparently even closer to the heart of GOP politics was Michael Hoyt who went crazy and planned a bizarre assassination against speaker Boehner at the Wetherington Country Club in West Chester. Hoyt told on himself with a 911 call and was the only reason he was even caught. The story went like this as reported by the Cincinnati Enquirer.

Michael Hoyt, 44, who worked at Wetherington Golf & Country Club in West Chester, Ohio, was charged after admitting that he considered poisoning Speaker Boehner’s drinks in a loosely-planned assassination plot.

Hoyt said that voices in his head told him that Boehner was “evil” and that the Speaker was responsible for last year’s Ebola outbreak. He also felt that Boehner had mistreated him during visits to the club.

The crazy plot was discovered after Hoyt himself called authorities on October 29 saying that he was “Jesus Christ” and needed to kill the Speaker.

http://www.breitbart.com/big-government/2015/01/14/boehners-bartender-admits-to-assassination-plot/

Those are some extraordinary stories all of which show some sort of neurosis stemming from a mental ailment. Whether it’s a boy who wants to be a girl, a young kid who wants to rename himself after a jihad against America and go on a terrorist rampage, or a charismatic bartender for one of the most exclusive country clubs in Ohio thinking that the devil wants him to kill John Boehner–it is safe to say that all those incidents are related to broken thinking patterns. Yet as inflated as the stories became they really weren’t that treacherous. After all, the FBI picked up the kid who wanted to commit jihad even if they did encourage the behavior so that they could make an arrest and show that the federal government was capable of doing something right in the wake of the Paris attacks. The country club bartender actually told on himself doing all the work of authorities for them. Perhaps it was the last bits of sanity of Michael Hoyt creeping out from beyond the void to do the right thing one last time while he still had his mind. And Josh Alcorn was just another suicide in the scheme of things as a young man found it beyond his skills of negotiation to deal with what society told him to do, and what his parents taught him to live by. Suicides happen every day—sadly, yet this one was made into a major issue—as were the other two stories percolating in the opening weeks of 2015 in Cincinnati, Ohio. Something is amiss.

Conspiracy theory might speculate but there is no way of knowing how any of these stories might be connected, because the roots are deeply entangled in the static patters of our learned living. After all, most literature classes in college require a reading of the Koran, not the Holy Bible so to encourage students to “open up” to other religious influences. Public schools are intensely secular in regards to Christmas, or any other Biblical heritage, but go well out of their way if a student is a Muslim, a Hindu, or a Buddhist. And kids are taught that there is no fault so long as everyone arrives at a consensus. So long as a majority of people believe something, then a reality is born—at least that is what’s taught. So is it any bit of trivia that there are so many people on the precipice of emotional collapse. The answer is no. Put garbage into a mind, you get garbage out.

But further, what about those strange voices that haunt the wooly loner stuck in a man’s body, or struggling not to kill a powerful politician, or a copy cat who wants to do something meaningful with their life after the Paris attacks made heroes of other young boys looking for redemption against feminism under the battle flag of Allah. Do you believe in ghosts’ dear reader? I do, and they do work in strange ways. Sometimes they seem aligned to help the enemies against goodness in the most remote ways. I have put my own contemplations into some of my speculative fiction just for the sake of argument. After all science is always there for rational discussion—and there is an explanation for everything if all the facts are revealed. But in the case of these sudden Cincinnati stories—the heart bed of conservativism—it looks as if we don’t have all the facts. We have the results, but not the immediate causes. Isn’t it just a bit strange that so many people are going crazy in the same region all at once when history otherwise indicates? What’s different about this situation?

The answer is one that no one dare ask in the light of day for fear that they may follow Michael Hoyt into the mental ward. But science points toward that revelation. Cincinnati is becoming the symbol of the old Quit Riot song, “We’re All Crazy Now.” So what is making everyone crazy, and why? Perhaps it is the same root that wishes to wipe away the good traditional work of one of the last places on earth that is truly conservative. Maybe the target is the area that still has a large enough demographic footprint to push smaller communities over the edge. History may have something to say so to point us in the right direction. After all, wasn’t the whole IRS scandal against conservative groups started in Cincinnati? What type of weapons are available to the modern NSA data banks and the politicians collecting that data? We don’t know…..do we? But the facts do point in a direction, and the origin is not in Cincinnati. It’s in the whispers of change that come from groups hell-bent on imposing their vision on the innocent and conservative for aims that are not easily detected. Yet their imprint can be seen not by what they show, but by what they don’t.

Maybe we’re not all so crazy after all. We’ve just been told we are by the truly guilty parties. Something to contemplate.

Rich Hoffman

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Dreaming of ‘Fury Road’: The beauty of chaos shown honestly

There is a beauty in the honesty of George Miller’s films whether we are talking about the children’s classic, Babe, or the wonderful Mad Max films. But I’ll admit to being a little blown away during a recent trip to the movies where Fury Road was releasing its second promotional trailer—and it was something to marvel at. The images, the content, and the way it was orchestrated together looked and sounded like the exact constructs of my daily thoughts and it was hauntingly surreal. Likely most people may not be quite so affected by it, but for me, it was a religious experience. Suddenly Fury Road is the film I am most eager to see in 2015. When the smoke clears, it is likely going to be that film that will be the stand out most to my liking. Check it out for yourself and welcome to the world of my thoughts.

What I have always loved about Miller’s over-the-top villains is that they are attempts at the honesty which manifests inside the typical collective brute and his Max stands against the tide of such swarms with minimalistic viciousness that is entirely appropriate. Specifically, take the average person who puts on a nice face and attends a funeral, or wants to be a Facebook buddy, and you are getting one of these vile Miller villains most of the time disguised behind one of their social masks. The moment—the exact moment that society strips away its convention, they deregulate themselves into anarchy and chaos insanely fast and leave in their wake destruction and pain.

You can see the cracks in the corners of civility among our own youth with the tattoo culture that has emerged among them in a struggle to show personal identity, along with the body piercings. Underneath their thin layers of social maintenance is the brute of Miller’s villains—the type of people functioning just above the social condition of a typical animal. Yet the piercings and tattoos are a form of radical tribalism that is directly associated with collective identity, not individual merit.

Years ago—2009/2010 I was in the process of putting together information for a motorcycle documentary showing why motorcyclists were America’s backbone of independence. However the more I looked into the collectivism that embodies most people in motorcycle groups, from criminal gangs down to the simple enthusiast organization—you get at their core an animal seeking its place in the pecking order of the forest and awaiting its time and place to die in the theater of existence. So I abandoned the project out of sheer disappointment. It is no wonder that shows like Sons of Anarchy did so well on cable television. I can’t relate to them in any way, yet I ride motorcycles more than most gang members will ever dream of. I spend more time on a motorcycle than most of the hardest core riders who make yearly pilgrimages to Sturgis. Yet I can’t relate to a single one of those riders because the essence of their experience is rooted in the collective goo of animal concerns, and not the plight of the individual against the thug. Most people at their core are thugs by choice.

In the new Max film it is said that the main protagonist only has about ten lines of dialogue through the entire picture. This too is like me most of the time. I have a lot to say obviously if left to my own individual endeavors but once I have to make a decision to mix with others functioning from animal needs, I say very little and watch the clock frequently for the first moment that I can part company. The reason is that there is no way a common thug or the average person whose sole purpose in life is to “fit in” can possibly understand anything I am saying—so I don’t even waste my time.

Miller’s basic premise is that the moment society strips away that thin veil of orthodox European civility backed by Christian righteousness that mankind quickly falls from grace into the kind of characters in his Mad Max films. And I agree with him emphatically. The common thug is quick to invent new religions to formulate their social aims of collectivism, they are quick to attack like insects the foundations of individualism and the worst of the characters are those with the most piercings, and most elaborate tattoos, because it is they who are most prone to assimilation into collective opinion.

It is not hard to imagine characters as vile as the ones Miller places into his movies because the masks which conceal the tendency is not very well hidden and is easily removed. It wouldn’t take much to plunge our society into the world of Mad Max if one looks at it honestly. Fury Road if it is like the other Mad Max films will undoubtedly take an honest look into the nightmares capable by the human mind and explore the role of collectivism in all the worst forms with color and spectacle that is unmatched anywhere.

I understand why Mad Max works by himself. I understand why he is weary to have connections to people, and why he spends most of his life as a solitary figure only helping people occasionally out of compassion—which always puts him in peril. Now that Miller has a reputation as a filmmaker with great commercial successes like Babe, Happy Feet, and of course the previous three Mad Max films—he can pretty much make the film he has always dreamed of. After all, he may not ever get a chance like this again, so he might as well take his shot and it looks like he succeeded.

There is something beautifully honest about symphonic music applied to the absolute brutality of the animalistic human and its desire for bare essentials, food, sex, and tribal approval. In the Mad Max films gasoline means food—or the ability to get it—so it’s at the heart of all car cultures, particularly those in Fury Road. In the Max films the protagonist is often the only one who is truly sane—the only one capable of survival because he is free of that collectivist viewpoint. So the commentary of the plot lines is particularly potent. The films are popular because they touch on an honesty which many can perceive but fail to properly identify. But after so many years of manifesting in the mind of a great writer/director, George Miller looks to have been given the opportunity to conduct a great fortissimo on the human experience the moment that convention is stripped away.

I know many beautiful people who are every bit the thug from Fury Road. I know many smiling faces that are just as vile as the worst shown in that series of clips promoting Fury Road. You can see them on Facebook discussions, you can see them in protests, you can see them at the traffic light texting nobody on their phone while somebody sits next to them wanting companionship. You can see them in the tattoo parlors as helpless parents pull at the skin of their faces and wonder how and why they failed their children then to hide their crime of upbringing failure—promote that they too will join their children in getting a tattoo on their ass—so to make the whole thing seem more appropriate. You can see the thugs of Fury Road fresh out of their suits and into their golf cloths renting a cart for a quick afternoon game. The Fury Road thugs are in their eyes there too as they flip through Internet porn on their cell phones and the young girls shown there between golf swings while the lady of the house buys new diamond earrings at a jewelry complex ahead of the next charity event. After all, one must show off their current social status within the tribe—no matter if it is a motorcycle gang or a fundraiser for political candidates. They are all thugs. And nobody gets to the heart of the matter better than George Miller.

I can’t wait for his new film. I’m sure it will be one of my absolute favorites.

Rich Hoffman

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Why Facebook Only Helps the Second-Hander: Keeping the “frenemies” at a proper distance

By now it should be clear why I do not participate in Facebook other than some very remote advancement of my literary projects. Even with those, I do not engage in the practice of associating with the mass collective of society whether it be friends, family, or “frenemies” in any means whatsoever other than this blog, which consists of top down advice and opinions intended to do two things—act as a personal notebook for myself to work out complicated topics—and to offer advice to those who need it—which is most of the world. For a person like me, there is nothing to be gained by Facebook associations. It is only good for the type of person who feels they need to justify their existence with “like” buttons and foul language to pluck up their social feathers in the manner of a peacock. In that Facebook realm it is only the busy body type who are always on the lookout for what everyone else is doing who prosper when in their private lives they are miserable failures—Facebook allows them to be second-handers in society, to steal ideas and concepts from others via a “Facebook wall” then pass them off as their own gaining notoriety within a collective group—whatever it may be. So for me, there is absolutely nothing to be gained by Facebook. Yes it connects people from all over the world; yes it is a great way to get product notoriety—but there is a cost. It allows the bottom feeders of civilization to feel like they are equal contributors to intellectual dialogue and legislative value within circles of influence—and that is proving to be detrimental, culturally.

There is a reason that the founders of Facebook ended up gloriously rich primarily by investors seeking data collection—particularly among government agencies. The reconnaissance of who knows who and how and what little brat is harassing the latest elderly grandpa over some old-fashioned idea of family value—is just the kind of scouting report that enemies of tradition seek to capture. No longer does the CIA, or FBI have to seek complicated warrants to spy on potential threats to their existence—they just check the Facebook wall of a potential target to see what they are saying, and who likes their opinions, and who hates them. If there are those in dissidence, it is far easier to steer those minds in a negative direction against the target than to launch a complicated counter-strike involving hundreds of man hours and a lot of foot work to do the same just ten years ago. Now, the soothsayers and busybodies rule the planet from Facebook leaving those of a private mind at a severe disadvantage as the chaotic thinkers through social media now have equal latitude in cyberspace with the wise and well-earned intellect.

This is just an example, but it is one that I witnessed from afar over the Holiday season among a particular group of such busy bodies. An elderly couple wanted a family photograph but one grandchild is having particular trouble with drugs and personal social destruction. The parents of this child of course are defensive as to any judgment because ultimately it points back to them as the ones at fault for their kid’s behavior. So the friend of this poor child was brought into a family photograph for Christmas causing all kinds of commotion. The friend to the rest of the family is a symbol of the type of person who has greatly deteriorated the mind of the beloved family member fair or not—so further memories of such a person was not welcomed into the family photograph, which caused quite an uproar on Facebook.

Those most guilty of allowing the mind of the fallen child to waver on self-destruction came out on Facebook fanning the flames of discontent against the elderly couple bringing in members of the family who weren’t even remotely connected to the situation other than maybe seeing each other at a wedding or funeral, to offer their defense of the vanquished child bringing equal opinion to the matter with collective banter—as if by measuring the number of opinionated fools somehow outranked the few who were close to the situation and hurt by it. Of those are people like the grandparents who simply are on Facebook to talk to old friends and family during their silver years as travel and frequency of correspondence is increasingly difficult due to their advanced age. Once the democratic banter against the grandparents had raised to a fever pitch then the youthful felt entitled to banter four letter expletives generally making fools of themselves as the parents of these children and their extended families of liberal round hounds mixed with drug induced whores cheered from the sidelines marveling in the power of democracy that Facebook provided them.

As cowardly souls in their normal every day lives going nowhere fast and stuck like wooly mammoths in the La Brea tar pits Facebook gave these mass swarms of know-nothings the latitude to hen-peck at the truly wise and intellectual just because they don’t like the opinions shaped by the elderly personal values. The cause of the poor child’s problems in question to begin with is that the parents screwed up in the upbringing causing directly the problems at hand. So to cover up that error, they seek the blanket of social acceptance through Facebook ridicule to justify their quandary of failure in lieu of collective salvation.

That is another trend of social media that is emerging—it allows the cowardly and stupid to sit from behind the comfort of their computers and cell phones to become suddenly bold in justifying their failed existences by summation of a collective opinion consensus among others of like mind without fear of retaliation. Because social media is so effective in combining those of like mind together, and the number of idiots in the world greatly outnumber the intelligent, it is easy for such faulty thinking people to build a consensus against wisdom by collective input. If a series of drug addicts and former bar whores believe that a judgment against some particular social value is too intense by a well-hated target, that slug of a personality can then seek out aunts, friends, or that loser drunk uncle who otherwise has no valuable opinions except to add to a “like” button on a Facebook wall, and other connected losers and social outcasts to suddenly be the most important people on the planet when they can gang up and pile drive against someone because their view of the world is too “old fashioned.”

I know all too well who my frenemies are, and unlike most, I feel absolutely no impulse to make them into “friends” by seeking their counsel about anything—anything at all. If anything, I seek ways to make more “frenemies” so that my daily correspondence is made more simple allowing me more time to do the things I truly enjoy. It is good to be pleasant and fair to all people—once. But once they screw you over in some literal or intellectual way—it is time to place them on the frenemie list and discard them from the inner circle of cherished memory forever. Facebook allows those fenemies to appear as friends when really it just empowers them to become more like succubus types behaving as social destroyers than any kind of wise counsel granted from a trusted relative or friend. Facebook is only good for the despot–the intelligent introvert has nothing to be gained from the interaction but to place themselves on a cross to be picked apart by the know-nothings and dregs of society.

For this blog, my opinion is all that matters. What I write and why I write it is my own decision and device. I do not seek the approval of one other human being on planet earth in providing it. The opinions come from deep within my own thought process and does not require anybody to “like” it. But when I see validation to my original opinions play out on the Facebook stage, just remember that I told you so. To the parents of the little girl in the example, I explained to them what was going to happen if they didn’t listen over twenty years ago to the wisdom my wife and I offered. But they chose to run away from that help, and screwed up their lives and those connected to them forever. And to further conceal their mistakes they found it opportune to pounce on a person whom I respect a great deal just because that person had an opinion about the poor choices of a lifestyle that has been conducted by that child and they didn’t want a hint of that in a family picture commemorating the future.

In Facebook misery loves company, and they do find themselves there easily. Once they do, they unite together to become a dangerous band of cyberspace thugs able to pardon their poor decisions in life with collective opinion attacking like a mob all those who fall outside of their social virus of Facebook groupings. But even through the expletives and tough talk the real measure of success in life—and death—is in how one lives and how things really end up in the end. For those who speak loudest against traditional opinion of value are those who even today are drug abusers, sex addicts, failed intellectuals, destroyed personalities, conservatives turned to liberal hippies with massive college debt, homeless wrecks cast aside by their own stubbornness and a youthful culture that is hell-bent on doing it all again by drowning out the wisdom of their elders who simply love them too much to let them fail without saying something. Facebook takes that traditional wise voice of old and drowns it in a collective goo of democracy providing the illusion that mistakes can be redeemed if enough people believe something to be true. The only people who really benefit from Facebook are the second-handers, the beings that live through other people. Those who don’t function from this modern social parasitic entity gain nothing, but lose a lot—which is why I don’t participate in Facebook—and I never will. I deal with enough “frenemies” on a daily basis at just about every level—and family is not immune to that experience. So there is nothing to be gained by breaking bread with them on Facebook. Because being a person of value, they can only take that value from you. They have nothing valuable to contribute otherwise making Facebook a lost cause.

Rich Hoffman

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Caltech Capitalism: An explaination of ‘Interstellar’s’ “blight”

I was surprised to learn while reading a recent book by a physicist I respect a great deal regarding the science of the movie Interstellar how limited the views of science really are. While attempting to discover a way to insert the concept of a blight into the film as the primary reason for earth’s cataclysmic disaster pushing human kind off the planet, Kip Thorne, the author organized a dinner meeting with Jonathan Nolan the screenwriter, at the Caltech faculty club, the Anthenaeum. Also attending the dinner was film producer Lynda Obst, the biologist Elliot Meyerowitz, Jered Leadbetter—an expert on diverse microbes, Mel Simon, an expert on cells that make up plants, and David Baltamore, an expert about everything regarding biology.

The challenge was to discover how plausible it was for a blight to consume the food supply on earth due to relatively natural occurrences. In the film Jonathan and the Director Christopher Nolan wanted a natural disaster in the story that would force humans to make a decision, so they set the story a bit into the future, yet the population on earth was rapidly declining, and technological advancement was regressing. The scientists attached to the film, and the attendees of that dinner found it hard to believe that scientific endeavor would decline so rapidly in such a society—which I thought was astonishing. After all, it’s happening right now.

My son-in-law and I were discussing this very problem just last night–if it hadn’t been for Ronald Reagan and Margret Thatcher who wrestled away from socialist England much of its industry back into privatization, most of the great technology we are enjoying today would not have happened. Our society would regress as opposed to the leaps it made in the 80s and 90s to what many neglect these days as common occurrences–such as cell phone technology. It took political vision and commitment to privatizing industry that was using science to usher in the technical leaps that we have been seeing. However, the danger is that much of that work is has-been technology and for the generations coming from the years of the Bush presidents, Clinton and Obama, much of the science has returned to the type of dinner discussions occurring at Caltech for the Interstellar blight meeting.

Most college professors know that most of their funding comes from the tax payers, so their view of the world tends to be left leaning progressive. People tend to attach their politics to what feeds their mouths, not so much what they believe is right or wrong based on personal judgment. So those brilliant scientists at Kip Thorne’s meeting were already missing a major ingredient to the success of science before their meeting on the blight even took place. After reading about the meeting it is no wonder that so many top scientists believe in global warming as a manmade occurrence—as their funding often comes from government, and government wants to propel such myths so to gain more control through organizations like the EPA on regulating industry. In much the same way that the aforementioned scientists found a type of blight for the Interstellar film plot line, they also find evidence of global warming to gain grant money for their research leaving the discovery process of scientific data contaminated with liberal politics.

Yet the point of the meeting was to find a form of biological blight appropriate for the Nolan storyline—so it was under a capitalist endeavor that the scientists even gathered to discuss the topic. Without the potential profit of making the movie Interstellar, the motivation for even having the scientific discussion would not be present, and those same faculty members would talk among themselves not sharing with the world the brilliant science of their efforts. It was just another reminder of how science should be attached more to business rather than government.

The dinner meeting went on for some time and many topics were discussed. Jonathan Nolan is my kind of screenwriter. He is concerned with many of the same types of themes that I am, the danger of collectivism, the regression of human spirit when the profit motive is taken away, and the strength of the individual over the mob of democracy. Those are topics that Kip’s scientists are typically weary of as they come often from the liberal side of the tracks, particularly Lynda Obst who is one of those liberal Hollywood producers that are always talked about attending Obama fundraisers thinking that he is the second coming of Christ or the Egyptian pharaoh Ramesses. Yet Lynda was in the business of making money. At the time it was Steven Spielberg who was attached as the director of the film, and there is an expectation that his films must garner a certain healthy box office take—especially in regards to science fiction. But Nolan was staying away from the typical man-made doomsday scenario that most writers guided by Obst would typically be comfortable with. If not for the profit motive, the dinner meeting would not have occurred at Caltech with any purpose but for scientist to talk about what projects they were working on.

The result of the dinner was the type of blight that is known in the science world as a lethal generalist blight that would run rampant over the earth consuming the oxygen humans need to breathe. As the atmosphere is 80 percent nitrogen and the lethal blight feeds off of nitrogen it has an endless supply of nutrients for its parasitic destruction of plant life. The byproduct of the Interstellar blight is CO2 which of course is a byproduct of human breathing which would gradually consume the oxygen in our atmosphere slowly killing everyone who depends on oxygen to live. But before arriving at that conclusion many scenarios were discussed, such as an AIDS virus that could quickly evolve into a far more contagious form that was airborne. Another scenario proposed by Leadbetter was that people might panic due to global warming and fertilize the oceans to produce algae that would eat much of the atmosphere’s carbon dioxide via photosynthesis. This could be done by throwing a lot of iron into the oceans to help feed algae growth. However this massive growth might then kill off all the fish and plant life starving humans from the rich food supply there. Another proposal by Meyerowitz contemplated that ultraviolet light streaming through our atmosphere’s ozone hole could mutate an enormous bloom of algae growth creating new pathogens that would again wipe out plant life in the oceans then jump on land to do the same. All those are interesting ideas, but also point to the dangers of not having a screenwriter like Jonathan Nolan who came up with a strong premise that actually made these scientists think. Typically, what would have happened is that a clueless screenwriter enamored by the nice meal and wine at such dinners would do whatever the scientists proposed and hoping to get another writing job, would kiss the ass of Obst. This would have taken Interstellar’s plot and made it into something like The Day after Tomorrow or some other cheap environmentally charged message film that would falter at the box office because it does not speak to the core of the American film audience—rather just the fringe government driven scientists at universities.

If the faculty at Caltech was more attached to capitalism instead of government driven socialism discussions like the one that took place for Interstellar would take place all the time and be aimed at more profitable measures—which would be a great thing. Instead of brilliant scientists like Thorne, and the others sitting around at the Anthenaeum contemplating the universe as they wait for tax payers to funnel money through the government to arrive at their science experiments, the goals of such discussions under capitalist endeavor would be to align profit with science to arrive at a new market—and therefore a new human creation. There needs to be a lot less government involved in those types of meetings and a lot more capitalism. It is only because of Jonathan Nolan and later his brother Christopher that Interstellar took a unique approach that pushed scientific validity to a level that was unusual for a big screen film produced by the studio system. And if such endeavors could do wonders for a simple movie, just think what they could do if private enterprise was more engaged directly with the likes of Thorne, Leadbetter, and Meyerowitz.

Rich Hoffman

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The Indian and Christian Cover-up: A relic from my past made present

One of the byproducts of resurrecting my old company Cliffhanger Research and Development for the slate of current projects starting in 2015 is the memories of the past that were good at the time, but matured over time into something better. It hasn’t been just recently where I have dedicated myself to completely changing the way people think about virtually everything. I have always known that it would likely take a few hundred years—but the effort is worth the wait. And in my case I started trying to re-educate people at a very early age.

When I was just 22 years old I started a philosophical line of t-shirts that were poised to directly compete with the No Fear Gear line. One particular shirt from that line sold by the multitudes. It was so popular in 1992 that I literally sold a shirt right off my back since it was the only one left. I remember it vividly, I was in the food court at Tri-County Mall wearing a shirt design seen in the below pictures. I was buying food at one of the restaurants there, and the clerk loved the saying on my shirt so much that he literally bought the shirt I was wearing since I was sold out at the time. I left the mall shirtless and proud.

I knew it at the time but the design on that shirt featuring the Indian on the back was more than just a message against development over Indian lands. I have been particularly obsessed for most of my life at the casualness that archaeology has been destroyed in America so to preserve the belief that Indians were the first inhabitants of North America—which wasn’t true, and that they had higher wisdom over the new capitalist country—which wasn’t true, and that American’s had no right to westward expansion over Indian land—which of course is preposterous. Indians didn’t own American land—they lost the war for it as one culture came out on top, and that was the end of the story as far as I was concerned. Yet it wasn’t quite enough.

I spent several evenings in a Waffle House restaurant drawing the designs that became the Cliffhanger line of shirts, and this Indian one provoked much talk around my booth as I purposely ate my omelet each night while coming up with just the right concept. Most watching me draw the picture thought that it was a conversation message. Others thought it was religious—especially accompanying the saying that was on the front. Others thought that I was up to something else all together. For me it was a fun moment and I had a taste of what it must have felt like to be Pablo Picasso in Paris creating his art for the first time to a skeptical audience with great voraciousness and eccentricity. My sketches were relatively simple artistically, but the story they told was quite extensive and worthy of discussion that erupted around the Waffle House at 4 AM in the morning.

Those who know me today understand why I blame Christianity for being a weapon against historic understanding. Many churches—particularly in Europe are built on old “pagan” sites so to show how the new religion had conquered the old one. In much the same way we are presently going through the same purge with the religion of Islam as they are deliberately attempting to carry mankind into another Dark Age with sheer intimidation and brutality. But before the Muslim, European conquistadors were just as brutal eradicating the Mayan, the Aztec and gradually all of the North American tribes not out of desire for their land so much but to destroy the intelligence of a people who came long before during the Archaic Period—in that little known age from 8000 BC to about 1000 BC well before the Hopewell and Adena Indians came to be during breeding with the Chinese who had been trading in the area in the years leading up to 1421 AD. What was being done was a religious purge by one over another and the great crime against not only the Indians, but humanity was that the last remnants of their mythology and folklore was wiped out and destroyed with great aggression. The unfairness to them was not out of broken treaties due to greed, but in suppressing what was already in the New World that the powers of Europe wanted to conceal.

Living in Liberty Township, Ohio I watched first-hand as construction crews plowed right through burial mounds of the people from the Archaic Period discarding the bones and relics like trash found around the footers of almost every American home—where construction crews fresh from their lunch breaks toss in their discarded trash too lazy to carry it away from them off site—so they bury it once the backfill the foundation of a home. Native Americans used the Great Miami River as a main artery to get deep into the land of Ohio and Liberty Township was a popular hunting ground and burial-place. That history was wiped away, first by the greed of the developers but there was something even more sinister at work. There was a deliberate erasing of history going on by the zoning boards at the time who were supposed to protect the past. Without question many of the deals which destroyed the archaeology of my Liberty Township were struck from the pews of churches where developers and zoning officials broke bread together over communion to approve new developments before the public hearings on Monday evening knowing that Indian mounds were present. And so it goes that most of the only remnants of archaeology left in Liberty Township are those from the English settlers who came shortly after the French and Indian War. Progress was used as the mask that destroyed the evidence of a culture that had long been in America before even the Hopewell or Adena. I should know because I walked nearly every mile of farmland in Liberty Township when I was a kid and I know what was destroyed to make way for the various neighborhoods who now overload the voting booth at election time in favor of Lakota schools—named after the Indians only in the hope of hiding the real crime of erasing their culture from memory—because of their pagan roots.

So I poured all that emotion into a t-shirt design and started a company around the premise which did quite well carrying me all the way to a large apparel trade show in Chicago by the age of 24. Most people my age were still immature partiers looking for their way through life—but even then I was being called an old man whose mind didn’t fit my age at all. At Chicago many of the older trade show patrons were astonished by my designs, and my age. Inside the McCormick Center there were very expensive deals taking place, but at night I was sleeping under the stars next to the lake at Meigs Airfield—because I couldn’t afford a hotel in Chicago at the time. I spent my last dimes to attend the show with my product line and to send my family to the south to open our store and manufacturing facility for Cliffhanger Research and Development in Gatlinburg Tennessee.

It all started with that simple shirt designed at a Waffle House in 1992 and the controversy that followed. It was a good controversy as it made people think which my real intention was always. I knew even then that I wanted to commit my life to changing not just the way people think but what they think about. Of course it’s not a short process, and currently I’m only twenty years into the project.

One of the treasures from my children’s childhood was that I gave them copies of their own versions of that shirt so that they could learn something from the message—particularly the one on the front. My kids grew up sleeping every night in their shirts and eventually wore them so thin that the material nearly wore away into dust. So for Christmas this year I had a reprinting done and gave it to them as one of their presents. They had asked me five or six years ago for new updates and it took me a few years to dig up all the old stuff so I could get the original artwork—but in 2014 I finally got around to it once again. Now they can use them for sleep shirts as they did once before or just have them in the closet for conversation with their own kids. There are plans to resurrect some of the other designs to bring out a modern line of t-shirts which is fun, but it will never be the way it was in 1992 when expressions on t-shirts were a fairly new concept. Today such expression is everywhere, so the shirts don’t have near the same appeal even though the art on them is timeless. It’s a different market in a different time. It is unlikely that anybody, anywhere would purchase the shirt right off my back these days as they did then—because everyone is so overwhelmed with messages of all kinds that nobody pays attention to little things anymore—like what people are wearing and what they mean.

But for my family it was fun to resurrect the design. It signifies the start of a quest that I knew very well from the outset at that Waffle House long ago at 4 AM in the morning as springtime winds beat at the window through layers of pouring rain that I was making some kind of history in the process. That journey would likely extend out for a few centuries but the starting point was literally at the restaurant table with a nice steaming omelet freshly made accompanying my obscure designs that for a few nights had the entire restaurant peering over my shoulder and asking questions that would resonate through the halls of time.

Rich Hoffman

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The Benefits of Hard Work: What’s desperately missing from the world

Typically, union members who participate in collective bargaining agreements cheat themselves out of the good practice of benefits rendered from hard work—the type of work that leaves every bone in your body tired, where you fight hard with others to achieve a task under ominous circumstances to arrive at a goal many thought impossible. When work is throttled down to where breaks must be taken every two hours on the hour and deep concern is paid to how much one has sold their time for per hour—the union laborer becomes simply a whore who sells their time for a price instead of a producer who willed with sheer resolve to a conclusion invisible to others functioning from emotional limitations.

To those who have pulled all nighters, or several of them in succession especially when a team of other people is involved they understand the feeling of tackling the impossible and just how good a breakfast can taste after 32 straight hours of good work concluded. Those hours for the truly productive are not about making money—but about making something from nothing and pushing the project uphill against all odds to a successful conclusion. To achieve such things, it often requires exceptional willpower to pull off.

I have been involved in many of these events over the years and they always feel good to participate in, and finish. I never tire of the euphoria of a job well done. There is a bonding quality which comes naturally with a team when they all struggle as individuals toward an objective and there is always much back slapping that goes on afterwards when tired bodies struggle against sleep after being awake for more than 24 straight hours working so hard that they forget to take breaks.

Union workers always look at the time clock not willing to miss a smoke break, or a chance to stand around and talk about little ideas with shrinking minds. They are always in a hurry to discuss nothing, do nothing, and prepare their lives for one useless event after another for example—“hey Bill, lets grab a cold one when we get done with this shit.” That type of banter means nothing and goes nowhere and usually only contributes to their inner self-imposed misery.

I have seen the kind of magic hard work creates during difficult camping trips where there is often a lot of struggle. I have seen it after busy nights of work where the hours are long and people struggle together to finish the job. I have seen it on movie sets where everyone works hard for 12 straight hours to get everything just right and overcome thousands of technical problems to arrive at the objective. I have even seen such magic on long drives to distant lands where all night travel wears away your senses until daylight rescues tired eyes from the clock-like movement of highway lines steadily going by under your car. It is through struggle that good things happen.

What gets lost in the attempts at an assured “living wage” is the struggle to get something of value. Money is cheapened to an expectation when it is given away easily through a collective bargaining agreement. Sure it can purchase the same iPhones, the same Xbox, the same flat screen televisions—but those items have less value to the union worker who doesn’t have to struggle to receive them. There is a spoiled nature to such people who comes from having things given to them as opposed to earning them with sweat and tired eyes.

Whenever there is struggle and people do it together there is joy in knowing those other people who travel with you—no matter what their political affiliation is, their religious beliefs, their financial status—people all come together when they do hard work together. It is good for their souls and cleanses their spirits. Hard work is the great unifier.

This is why labor unions are that much more of a detriment—they provide a disincentive attribute to hard work by their very nature. They do this by assuring that no matter what the performance level, no matter the schedule, no matter if they get along with others for a united task—that they will get paid. They do not feel they need to work to earn money, because the money is typically given to them just for showing up. So there is no reason to push themselves toward a struggle which holds the secret ingredient toward productive—unifying enterprise.

Capitalism brings out the struggle of an enterprise. Socialism destroys the struggle by bringing everyone down to the unproductive levels of any endeavor. It doesn’t take long for hard workers to become discouraged when some union knuckle dragger stops work in the middle of a difficult endeavor to take a mandated break. It is even worse when you get knee-deep into a project to discover that you still have 10 to 12 hours left and you’ve already put in 12 and you need it by tomorrow—and the union worker walks off the job to have one of those meaningless drinks before Monday Night Football starts leaving the struggle for the next day and a guaranteed schedule slip that is costly beyond measure. When it is wondered why American enterprise is struggling it is because of this very basic element of modern society—the loss of contact between monetary value and productive enterprise—the lack of urgency that avoids struggle because it all pays the same whether it gets done today or tomorrow. Without the struggle, any endeavor is a cheapened experience.

This is the case for any experience in life, from sex to food. Nobody would argue that a McDonald’s meal is of equal value to a five star restaurant which costs half of a thousand dollars for a dinner for two. Even though they are both categories of food, one is undoubtedly more valuable than the other. It is the struggle to make the food that makes the five star restaurant so much more valuable than the quick processing that takes place at McDonald’s. The same holds true for workers of all types, there are those who avoid struggle, and those who thrive in it. The good workers are those who enjoy pushing themselves to the limit. Bad workers are those who just show up in exchange for money like a simple prostitute—lawyers come to mind who charge for small talk about sports when they have a rate of $200 to $500 an hour. At the conclusion of an hour of legal advisement the lawyer strikes up a 6 minute conversation about college football which invokes animated discussion among two men who love sports. But when the bill comes that 6 minutes is included, just like the whore who goes over her time by the same and expects compensation. So to is the union worker who will do nothing above and beyond the collective bargaining agreement even if it is for the good of productivity. Those are bad workers who do things purely for money and seek to avoid struggle of any kind—especially pushing themselves toward excellence.

It is so rare these days to have those struggles when dealing with other people and I cherish each instance. When I see them first hand they restore my faith in the human race. I relish it and when I have breakfast after 32 straight hours of work where every bone in the body is sore and shaking from exhaustion; the food tastes better than anything on the face of the planet—because there is value in it being earned and worked for. That is why it tastes so wonderful with the added purity that only comes from a difficult task accomplished above and beyond all odds and opposition.

Rich Hoffman

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The DOJ Cover-up with the IRS: Caught by Doc Thompson and Judicial Watch

There is likely more to the sudden appearance of the CIA report regarding the liberal senate’s disapproval of waterboarding occurrences during the Bush Administration. At the same time the $40 million dollar report was produced, Obamacare architect Jonathan Gruber was testifying about his role of deceit in fooling Americans into accepting the takeover of the health care industry by hidden tax methods in front of congress—which somehow mysteriously took a back seat to the waterboarding information—even on Fox News. The Gruber story was the second story on Fox as the waterboard story was the primary. But even deeper was the revelation that the Department of Justice who is supposed to investigating the IRS targeting of conservative groups seeking tax-exempt status was forced against their will to reveal a few pages of internal DOJ documents that prove Lois Lerner was talking to officials about prosecuting tax-exempt entities criminally. Only under a lawsuit by Judicial Watch v. the Department of Justice, N. 14-cv-01239 did the DOJ hand over two of their withheld pages showing many redacted emails. There was only one news source that covered the story that I know of as the information hit—and that was my friend Doc Thompson, at The Blaze Radio Network. Below are the contents of that powerful radio show which should be listened to from beginning to end.

Documents from a Freedom of Information Act lawsuit against the IRS show that Ms. Lerner asked the DOJ whether tax-exempt entities could be criminally prosecuted. This May 8, 2013 email by Ms. Lerner went to Nikole C. Flax, Chief of Staff to Acting IRS Commissioner Steven T. Miller, who would later be fired by President Obama:

“I got a call today from Richard Pilger Director Elections Crimes Branch at DOJ … He wanted to know who at IRS the DOJ folk s [sic] could talk to about Sen. Whitehouse idea at the hearing that DOJ could piece together false statement cases about applicants who “lied” on their 1024s–saying they weren’t planning on doing political activity, and then turning around and making large visible political expenditures. DOJ is feeling like it needs to respond, but want to talk to the right folks at IRS to see whether there are impediments from our side and what, if any damage this might do to IRS programs. I told him that sounded like we might need several folks from IRS…”

DOJ’s Mr. Pilger admitted that DOJ officials met Ms. Lerner in October 2010. Moreover, according to congressional investigators, a Lerner email from October 5, 2010 shows the IRS sent the FBI and DOJ a “1.1 million page database of information from 501(c)(4) tax exempt organizations” that contained confidential taxpayer information. (read more)

http://theconservativetreehouse.com/2014/12/11/smidgen-mail-justice-department-was-involved-in-irs-targeting-lerner-emails-reveal/comment-page-1/

So there you have it, the DOJ who is supposed to be investigating this criminal activity was involved—intimately. Lois Lerner stepped way out of her position at the IRS to act as an activist to prosecute those in political opposition to the big government views of the Obama administration. Using the IRS and DOJ as a personal weapon against political opponents and a labor union president who worked directly with Barack Obama, the IRS launched an attack against the American people using coercion in any means they could get by with under the law—or the DOJ’s interpretation of the law—to destroy their political rivals.

Doc Thompson broke down the entire story with his partner Skip LaCombe. The story is out, the proof is there, and prosecutions should happen immediately. Yet, the media caught in their complacency, and just about every level of the federal government has been caught red-handed and nobody wants to deal with the embarrassment of the public ridicule which should follow if there was any justice in the world. Instead the cover-up continues leaving only a few radio outlets and typical conservative journalists to report the matter to a public consumed over waterboarding ten years ago and what Christmas presents they have yet to purchase a week away from the end of the 2014 year.

This story is far larger than Watergate and involves many, many more people. Likely, if the same standards of Watergate were held today, a large part of Washington D.C. would have to throw themselves on the sword and resign. It is the biggest story of the year, but not even Fox covered it—which should tell everything.

The proof is there, the emails exist and the paper trail is conclusive even with mountains of evidence still ready to be uncovered. Even with the danger of bringing up a story over ten years old regarding waterboarding during the Bush presidency we are now told that we should not look further at the Benghazi tragedy because it was too far removed in the past—a whole three years ago during a presidential run that could have knocked Obama out of the election if the story had not been contained with sheer lies. But worse even than that story is that the DOJ directly worked with the IRS and the White House to bring down political rivals using their tax-exempt status to hold them back and encumber them with paperwork and a silent shrill of bureaucratic terrorism to stall their efforts. I know of that work first hand through the Liberty Township Tea Party. I had to help with the paperwork because some of my videos came under scrutiny by the IRS in their investigation of the Liberty Township Tea Part and more specifically, Justine Binik-Thomas. CLICK HERE FOR REVIEW. Yes, I was at the center of that storm and I’m proud of it. But it was my friends there who suffered the most—they had to waste hours of their time filling out paperwork to hold off the IRS attempts to halt their progress as an education oriented organization designed to produce a more alert voting population. In the world of the criminals running things at the White House, DOJ, and the IRS, being an educated voter is a very dangerous thing and that is what they targeted to cover the tracks of their crimes.

It is not an issue for dispute any longer. The proof is there, the time-line is complete. Doc Thompson laid out the entire case, and there are documents to prove the accusations. The DOJ is the only real investigative body capable of prosecution on this issue, and they are directly involved—so who goes to jail, who resigns from office, and who carries out justice in this case? Nobody. It gets swept under the rug and forgotten about until finally ten years from now, just as Democrats have thrown the Bush administration under the bus yet again trying to deflect attention away from their vile actions with public sympathy toward waterboarding that they will finally run out of hiding places over this IRS debacle. Because it’s not going to go away. People like Doc, and I will never let it die. So they can run—but they can’t hide. Eventually, they will peek around the corner of their hiding places and see that justice is before them—and they will have no other option but to accept it. Eric Holder, Barack Obama, Lois Lerner and all those like her involved in this scandal will have to deal with that justice for the rest of their lives. Because even with all the proof that there currently is, it is just the tip of the iceberg, and the American people will be uncovering that evidence for decades. And with each new introduction the anger will only increase and the only institution truly at blame will be the DOJ for its actions in participating in the scandal—and its active role in the cover-up.

Rich Hoffman

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