tasers at show and tell

a cop did a little show-n-tell at my 2nd grade daughter's class the other day. see my riot gear? see my baton? check out my taser! he actually turned the fucking thing on.

how odd i thought...i was just reading about bernard kerik's federal indictment, about his publisher/lover judith regan suing newscorp for 100 million dollars, about his disgraceful history of corruption which kept him from being homeland security czar....and about his stint as taser salesperson/chairperson of the mob:


In 2002, Taser brought on former New York police commissioner Bernard Kerik as the company's director. Kerik had attained popularity in the wake of 9/11 as a law-and-order-minded hero; the company had seemingly picked one of the best spokespersons imaginable.

With Kerik's help, company's profits grew to $68 million in 2004, up from just under $7 million in 2001, and stockholders were able to cash in, including the Smith family, who raked in $91.5 million in just one fiscal quarter in 2004.

lest they call it a non-lethal weapon: Ryan is one of nearly 200 people who have died in the last five years after being shot by a Taser stun gun. In June, the U.S. Department of Justice announced that it would review these deaths.

http://www.alternet.org/rights/44455/?page=entire

actually, it just happened AGAIN:

The launch of an inquiry and the apology by Les marked quick reversals by the Liberal government since the release of a recording last week that shows an agitated Dziekanski being Tasered by RCMP officers on Oct. 14, just moments after they arrived at the scene. The footage, shot by fellow traveller Paul Pritchard of Victoria and since seen by millions worldwide, also captures officers pinning the 40-year-old man to the floor until he goes limp.

by moments, they mean 46 seconds. i guess 4 cops have better things to do than wait for a translator.

so is it appropriate for an oregon officer to show off his taser to schoolkids, to fire it up in the class room?

Les refused, telling the house it was a "very complex issue" and that stopping Taser use could put people, including police officers, in jeopardy. Les said provincial justice ministers decided last week that an immediate moratorium was not the right step to take.

just what did police ever do BEFORE tasers?

"I still can't believe my son is gone," he says. "The fact is that these Tasers can be lethal. No matter how they're categorized, Tasers shouldn't be treated as toys."

exactly. not toys, and tasers don't belong in show and tell.

November 10, 1987: koyaanisqatsi

Life out of balance

20 years ago today

half my life ago

lawrence, kansas, hoch auditorium(later struck by lighting and burned to the ground)

by the will of goshheckndamn

rove is on the washington dc madam's no fly list
old boy gizmo ironsides has collapsed and a hole is being drilled to ensure he is dead
the college dropout that stole a nation has taken his iraqi antiquities to hades

moving in next to tom "the cat dealy"delay
writing encrypted memoires, after he clears some brush, with the padrone,
in an undisclosed bunker imported from prescott's nazi collection

rove sees himself as Moby Dick and congress as Ahab
who was supposed to be lusting for oil not revenge on a dumb brute
what part of Moby does he most identify with? the broken-off lance

of course from when congress and special persecutor man left in him
though he took a leg with him by god
and "gets away" in the sense of swimming to mortality and bad reviews

lest mccain's swift boat comes back to find him
for calling him crazy, or kerry learns to count votes as well as his wife's
stock options, or gore pulls the horn out of his own ass to trumpet a timely truth:

rove was without ruth and this be his finest dastardly quality,
ruthless and biblical old ahab will smite him from within even as gobbled
he is incorporated into the whale's belly

bush was treated for lime disease because he couldn't twist the tick fast enuff
and the denatured tequila was gone on air farce one
now there is the rub that really pisses moby: denatured, ticklike, a quitter

who doesn't wait to be cast off like a honorable thief
one who slinks off to favorable jurisdictions
where amongst the reefs full of sharks kraken and derricks one may mistake

the boy genie for having swum of his own volition,
not carried by the currents about him, wreaking havoc on mortals nations
and basic civil rights with a flick of his pen and tail and

may he find the whalers of russia and japan eating his heart for
unregulated waters grow larger menaces than texas may imagine,
while spending time with one's family, answering summons with bonfires

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late afternoon knose

sunlight thru the nose hairs of the old man i did not see but had described to me by a painter who is the mother/other of my kidsshe will never sketch this scenethough damned i'd take the heck if she show brushstrokecontrarily fleshing out the hood riverfirst fridaystreet fair as she sells my jewelrywith teens flocking, locals swarming, tourists gawking,and a guy who stops in the blocked off block:late sunsuspendedin the vein riddenseptum of august of the spirither story, his nose, and my knows

credit pimps

what a crock of shit are these credit reporting thugs wallowing in! let their markets of cardhouses crumble like the prefab cut-on-tab lives they promote! made in china for consumption by illegal migrant workers in repressed pockets of compressed suburbia replete with depleted infrastructure~!

me, drop in to snoop on myself at the unholy triad of credit gangsters who dangle false info years stinking old in some cases----and can't believe my cruddy scores. nearly twenty accounts open, NO late payments...but yet, they find some indeterminate quanta to slice yer achille's wings and keep ya poor.

NO late payments, even with their absolutely unchristian interest rates being paid, ON time, repeatedly, none to my credit it seems. fuckers, read the BIBLE. usury is satanic!

easier to drive yer boat thru the needle's eye of the manmade island in the united emirates where chainbushey can thump narwhales with their hashboats at fullthrottle. whatever. pirates are so declasse, or sans classy, whatever.

dumpster diving at fort anomaly

i put this cd together on june first, listening to the radio reminisce

about sgt. pepper's release 40 years ago....during the "six day war" or the israeli version of the oklahoma land rush whatever you call it....i was born on 6-7-67 myself.

"dumpster diving at fort anomaly" refers to our mothballed gallery here in the dalles and my recent turn of unfortunate events, namely, getting injured while loading a dumpster. yes, truth in advertising be known, i was NOT "dumpster diving" per se, i did take a dive, in the dumpster of laceration station. so while i am disabled, i have assembled a collection of music recorded of myself, by myself; violin, mandola, octave mandolin, assorted percussion, synth, and mystery noises amounting to a whopping 78:46 minutes and 28 tracks.

i don't like to waste.

yes, my title invites biting criticism about the trashvalue implied in my work; a self-defecating posture, assuredly, from one who aspires to rise from the rubbish bin of labor to emblazon the airwaves with unique(anomalous) soundscapes. and to get filthy rich off it too huh!

subtitled, "songs to rummage to," my cd of in/strewn/mental recordings is offered as an atmospheric assortment of varietal musical influences: classical, oldtime bluegrass, alternapunk, ambient, acousticly tweaked.....frankenstein no doubt, the influences bleed into one another. fusion. gypsy. hippie. re-done-dent!

here at fort anomaly, we strive to not strive. we bleed for our art. we are different and hope you are different too, in the same way. one of a kind. like music, not made for the kneeling masses but for the KNEES OF THE kneeling masses. take a load off and giveralisten to my glisten.

you can hear samples at http://myspace.com/forestbloodgood

and you can order yer own cd online at http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5175444

thanks! love forest.

del monte's bush, probably a felon now

Federal immigration agents raided Del Monte Fresh's processing plant in Portland, disappearing 160 people at least. Three managers were arrested as well, as 90 percent of the employees have falsified ids.

Guess what? According to the Oregonian, Marvin Bush, brother of el dictator Senor jorges, was on Del Monte's board of directors until 2002. Incorporated in the Cayman islands, the company reports $3.2 billion a year...paying illegal wages of $7.80/hour for people to stand in freezing water while chopping up fruit....while awarding top execs 6.2 million in bonuses last year.

Serendipituously...B.Gush needs some sob stories to sell his bill to fellow Pachyderms. The fruit packers cartel! So raid Portland of all places, where the "human interest" potential for highlighting the worker's ordeals may swing public opinion enuff to revive the doomed legislation. Thanks Marvin! Not the brother who stole the florida election, nor the brother who robbed Silverado savings and loan of a billion taxbucks...Marvin, the brother with his hand on the hands that hire the banana skinners...after falsifying their ids. dooh!

check the link: http://www.informationclearinghouse.info/article3308.htm

shaft of light

late afternoon sun on the republic

allows our form to distort impressions

fixed on what a body should look like

based on residual interactions

with a whole that partly hid the underclass

in a limbo of discretionary status

pinning aspirations to the assumption of incarceration

for those who rode coyotes

not for the joy of his fur

but to reach the fields where the fruit needs to be taught

a signlanguage of fingers delicate pluck

too coarse for those writing the rules

from naugahyde cells overlooking cement canyons

where the light they cast is merely a shaft

railcar springs

these springs have sprung along the corridors

adorning natures leaps from huntergatherer

to freemarket subservience bearing

with great and vastly visible stress signs beautifying the skin of the iron

in the chemical/alchemical washing of mileage

transmissions thru the storms and moorings

parked for a moment too long

the rust was the best thing going for it, evidently

bales of china

baled up like hay hay hay

its the #1 export we hatch today

goodness knows where it grows

the city of industry's omnipotent flow

into our cupboards, garages, and lives

taking up space with sporkish knives

but it's good stuff still with distillation

we can process it into a plastic nation

take a dive in the dumpster like humpty theirs sumthin worth savin'

with a gluestick, a suture, and grand re-pavin'

you bite my ass

worse than a splinter. worse than a shattered country. worse than a curse from a terse nurse. badder than batter unlicked from the spoon. less optimal than optical distractions.

i took a job and look what it got me: hurt.

fourteen years of minceing by with an artistic income/outgonevercomback, i do some construction for a few months and then one lovely toozday fall in the dumpster to catch a nail thru the palm a metal bracket thru the bicep and a loss of sensation via the haha funny bone in my forearm.

say la vie: that's a crock of merde.

hello reality, you bite my ass with vengance. let's dance.

remove the splinter from iraq

how do we get american troops out of iraq? how do we extricate our citizens from an illegal war started by draftdodging criminals of many shades and persuasions? an answer came to me as i was working on restoring the floor of my victorian home. actually, a quarter inch long splinter offered an apt parallel. the splinter didn't hurt much going in, nor did it for the first 24 hours it remained lodged in my finger. today, it hurt. i elected to use the tweezers...oh the joy.


what is the head of the splinter of iraq....not rumsfeld. bush! pull from the head, just like one does with a tick, with a twist. bush& co. don't want american troops to EVER leave iraq. he won't like being impeached either, but tweezers....do yer job.

impeachin time

well you smarmy democrats, what'll you do now? impeach impeach impeach!

thinker

forrest bloodgood, civil war stud

this proves my parents were totally nutso....named for two opposing forces!

burn the bridges, rebuild the bridges, rape the livestock....what's new! irock.

check the whiskeypedia link:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Brentwood

forestopines, home far away

for
rest. how many r u need to spell my name correctamente?

if only you guise had mixed my fiddle bueno in the alabama trust! the notes are there!

and darrin, er darryl....harlows lullabye is one great song, even if hittin those vocal peaks these daze is like driving on yer rims thru a volcano.

jackstraw rocks!

countin coup on fingers two

see me at my best, see me at my worst
whats to come if i've a choice will surely be a first

no need repeatin, nor lame retreatin
countin' coup is like gum on a shoe we all take beatin

and stuck underfoot's the trail of tears
of miles that shred and rivers fed of salty grindin gears

that focus gaze upon the grail
rollin earth, sky of peace, and bonds beyond bail

for at my least i'm a cultured beast
upon his story we verily feast

indentured to rhyme for this brief time,
enslaved to form to serve the norm which is a legal crime

even at my peak an even keel and a fairish deal
shall hull this craft beyond repeal

to venture seize, touch the base, plant flags of poems
and hatch the artifice beneath the dome

dis poor portion ate

disporportionate empathy based on ethnicity
levels the virtual city, wielding

the ax of peace i yield to the doves of war
apartment hoarders, border boarders, fodder portals,
sheltered senses relent to crumbled defences

strong neighbors make good fences

pick the foodpacket cue
if you get a clue
when it's due

dismiss inadvertent statements inflame cold
war gasses massed on
virtual extinction, civilians predict

melgoblin's passions, holy terror-itories
co-munitions of yanks-n-tories
obliterated of rationed sanctimonies

bring me the head of a baptist
&i'll trade ya the balls of a zoroastrian
we'll wed water and fired in religioned crucibles

taking blindsides with a grin
giving blankets poxed with chagrin
who let all these terrorists in? pilgrim's

gory thanksglory hoards the whole
monotony board, walk past gogh and collect
yer dough for hotels in beirut

fetch less than in huts in connect-the-cut
chopping the trees before we flee
limbs lopped cradles dropped hush hush baby

doncha breed cuz uncle sam gunna lease
you a mockinbird to flock
over ubiquitous battlefields, predator

drones for when you feel alone
eye in sky casting the die
covering the livid with lye

motif

i pluck from yer eye
that which re
-motely resembles myself exasperated

ulterior motives incise
decisions, interior motifs externalize
the decider

poster
-ior motives blindside backsides runnin
from the fight-or-flight
response; no plane decisions

for those on fixed winged budgets
broadsiding homeplate slides,
stagnant peace glides,

lies, embredded
with sighs

lotsa fresh kitties!

our cat had 6 kittens this afternoon. four blackish and two whitish. we call dad romeo, he's got crusty battle fur and lurks about our home from time to time. my kids are tickled pink.

hello, all you strangers out there who couldn't care less.

pro-life/prolific. ru486 feline beeline for the mackerel welfare. not us! our cats be coveted, gentled by the hands of angels.

You have new Picture Mail!

commiepost

sprung dust

patina/time

apostrophe S

hopp cent

the center of it all

eagle cave painting

crease

cool

spring near deschutes river

negative

ice crisp

BUSH TREADS STILLWATER, COWBOYS AND TONTO

i had to chuckle when i heard that el prezidente was attempting to speak in my hometown, stillwater. he, his daddy, and nixon are the only prezs to have visited oklahoma state....keep it in the family, right! and what does he talk about but what fine prospects there are for new job seekers...that poor shmuck. he's a wannabe cowboy, an east coast floosey! while porter goss is getting canned, bush takes refuge in red state graduation ceremonies....hhmmm. and check out this blurb:

"Science offers the prospect of eventual cures for terrible diseases and temptations to manipulate life and violate human dignity," Bush said during commencement exercises at Oklahoma State University. "With the Internet, you can communicate instantly with someone halfway across the world and isolate yourself from your family and your neighbors."

TEMPTATIONS TO VIOLATE HUMAN DIGNITY!

MR. oxyMORONic votes fer yer undoin pronto......TONTO!

You have new Picture Mail!

collusion insuance, ha. ha. ha.

anyone know where i can get collusion insurance?

for the farkin gipper! eat shabooboo.

the hundred and seven year old home spoke the breath
refused by the mountain, thru the infintesible discrepancies accompanying
the quote regurgitate unquote major problems afflicting marginal
communication

borne out by the candles wicked with sinewed ligaments of yak
the wealth of wealth is the subcutaceous anomaly we'd rather chase
than abruptly have slapped between our dueling sandwich halves
&havenots can form a cue at the dumbatierium

i will not lose this thread
the square headed nail in his own day had a mission
the fool(hardy) mission of the wisdumb teeth orogenies glacial
promenade

igneous steam. two feet of water in flakeform at 1000feet. captain
gray set his ship at about 80feet above sea level. and
the sealions made it past the million buck steel chastity belt
to "protect" the salmon

expenditure dentures a dozen a dirty dime
thrice the truce in double the slime
mammoths gallivanting, lemmings hyperventilating
shin bangs and door slides exult the cult of fractures
retrACTED unto abysmal statures

waterspam

water water water water water water water water water water water water water water water water water water water water water water water water spam water water water water water water water water water water water water water water water. water.

hit,screwed around, and frustrated! but ok...

wouldn't you know it....my NEW CAR was hit by another driver.

at 60-70 mph, passing us on the left as we made a left turn! he smashed into the driverside passenger door with isis and mesa in their carseats. it all happened in a flash. thank GOODNESS no one was "hurt" although i still have a little bruise on my cheek from the airbag.

now i am dealing with insurance wonks and it is very frustrating.

at this point, i am hating USAA. their driver got a citation for hitting us and he admits being at fault, yet they stall and stall on taking responsibility.

well screw them...and if YOU need an insurance company, think thrice before putting your money, life, and safety in the hands of USAA.

their bottom line has a dotted morality one could drive a camel thru!

new hybrid rig!

i got a new car! a NEW new car, a honda civic hybrid. it rocks! but it doesn't SUCK gas nor BLOW smog. it cost an arm, but not an arm and a leg. my legs are fully treaded and rarin' to go....travel.

look out america. bloggod shall be silently whizzin thru yer neighborhoods soon....taking photos, selling jewelry, visiting friends and family.

checking the pulse of the country.

in a car under extreme warranty! yeehaw.

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forest

velvet st. peters

where we begin/end

carbon pepper

art/it/tickles

 
 

written of the hill

mt adams november snowpack

sherbert

spine of skyline

mt hood, skyline

oregon hills, november

mt adams, columbia hills

mayfield challenge to patriot act

ok, here is the link to the case "happening" in portland.

if you don't know about the muslim lawyer illegally held for weeks under suspicion for the madrid train bombing....check this out.


and pertaining to today's news that chain/bushey want the cia to be able to torture...."which they never ever do...but heck if we can't if we gotta!"

what if mayfield had been TORTURED...well, being kept incommunicado with no charges filed is a kind of torture, having your home searched and personal information taken and not returned, torture...guilty of being a muslim lawyer!

and he was INNOCENT INNOCENT INNOCENT just like many of the other "detainees" that get tortured oh so delicately.

he just happened to be a gringo muslim lawyer muslim.


sue the crap out of the assholes, gerry spence and give the dough to the aclu!

or buy a new koran undefiled and a new mansion to protect it.

pre-empt our healthcare crisis

whatever happened with that brandon mayfield case challenging the paranoid act?

did gerry spence get him paid off and hushed up? i need to think i know!

what is the common thread between katrina, the iraq occupation, possible terrorist attacks, possible pandemic flus.....duh! it is our health system, errrrrrrrr lack of one...

spend 700 million on some flu handout for pharmocompanies? ha. let the va hospital care for the legless, the mentally crippled, the spent-uranium testcase vets? ha.
are we capable of responding to everyday medical needs of the middle class poor here in america, even without dial-up disasters? ha.

priority one should be: repeal tax breaks, RAISE corporate taxes and accountability to pay for the multi-trillion dollar investment that needs to happen in our medical system.....train leagues of new doctors in traditional chinese medicine and get free dental care for everyone...

pre-empt the suffering everyone faces in life whether there is a photo-op storm that drives you to seek doctors, a sniffle with green feathered fluid....

medicine and health care has to be the foundation for all the hyped challenges we are presented with, and the mundane, getting-along in life issues.....achoo, too.

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thinksgivin turdkey

glorious day! scooting off to parsimonial pardon
excuse me if you notice my ultraliberal hardon

fetch the rover by the throne
and send him packing his buried bones

don't delay the deal made of public steals
nor frisk the wrong majority pleader at the terminal graft

better a bush on the wing than a bird on the table
thinksgivin came oily and we ate the whole fable!

fur

just more nature...

doncha tread on me!

beaver chewtoy

basalt mirror

choppy waves, view toward the dalles

synod off on truth

the synod nodded off
on top of old smokey all covered with lies

WHAT holy land the spotty owl hooted!

what a view from the brink...

howdy abysmal proflagation. need some strip malls?

nothing is poetry when
nobody knows the word absurd.

fat fate relate the debate deliberated late.
hurrycaned spate

clean texas bird to sky

love you so well by isis

clean up texas