Bear’s Book Blog

I will be on the deck on in the driveway grilling out. Seems to me that this is the safest day of all. Why? Because the scriptures say that no man knows when the end is come, except the Father.

Still, it is a chuckalicious concept for me and more than a few small government proponents like myself. I am so stinking tired of Washington assholes stealing my money and then using it to buy votes with that I am sometimes beside myself. I mean, look at what Obama said to Joe the Plumber.

WHO THE HELL IS OBAMA TO TAKE MONEY FROM JOE AND GIVE IT TO SOMEONE ELSE?

Whatever. I am over it. I am looking at November 2010 for now. 2012 will have to wait.

…and yet, here I sit feeling a delicious involuntary thrill at the idea of not having to pay half my freakin’ paycheck to the government and running around scavenging for what is left of civilization. Most men with measurable levels of testosterone wonder from time to time what it would be like to be in the wilderness, building a butt and pass log cabin with his own hands, said hands growing in strength with every downed tree, and every notch cut… and no one @#$%ing with you every time you make a dollar. Why do we feel this way in the face of such a possible tragedy? Because, natcherly, we will be one of the survivors. What the world changers and the Progressives refuse to understand is that some of us would indeed rather be dead than Red, or enslaved to the likes of Obama, Reid, and Pelosi.

You and I both know the only way that will happen is if one of us is no longer around. Since I really don’t like paying taxes, I do because there is this thing called the IRS with a gun to my head, telling me I have to ‘voluntarily’ file, I vote for a world changing event. Yes, I would rather be free to do as I please rather than sure of three meals, especially because I am not assured of three meals with the draconian taxes we have to pay.

Check out this video set. Do I believe the world will end on December 21st, 2012? Nope. Not even a little bit, but the video is a lot more informative about ancient cultures and mathematical systems, or metamagical if you want to use a different term, than that silly movie with Cusack. Check it out and get your copy here.

Offshore Oil Rig Jobs

I worked offshore shortly after I came out of high school. For some bizarre reason, and bad advice to which I listened, I blew off all my scholarships and decided to hit the road. I would like to be able to type, “Whatever. I am over it,” but it would be a lie.

I worked my way across the country, sleeping on concrete picnic tables in order to save money. One of my jobs was working at an Autozone in Garden Grove, California. Some months later I wound up in Cutoff, Louisiana working for South Lafourche Labor Crews, a company that supplied roustabouts to oil companies. That job sucked outrageously mainly because Mitch was not a good employer and so I moved on, and back to college (on my dime.) I later heard Mitch’s company had been raided for all kinds of illegal activities sending him to prison, so my sense of time to go turned out to be very accurate.

After 14 years of marriage, a semi-successful insurance career and a blazingly successful Internet Service Provider start up which was robbed by my partners and subsequently was a major cause of divorce, I began looking at going back offshore. This was in 1998.

Pondering over how long it took to get my job, I honestly don’t have a sense of how many months it took me to land the job but I do remember that it was not a short process. Once I landed the job, I found myself living in a bunkhouse going through classes and training and depressed as hell because, boy, how the mighty had fallen. My business was gone and here I was, working for an hourly wage again. Thank goodness they started training us on how to exit a helicopter that had made a water landing and had turned upside down in the water. Nothing and I mean nothing will get your mind off feeling sorry for yourself better than keeping your focus on how to get out of a seat you are held in by a seatbelt while you are submerged and upside down.

Once I got into the routine of working offshore I realized a couple of things. First, as long as I was on the job and on the clock, the clock was working in my favor. If I were home watching television the clock was working against me. It was an epiphany that took me reaching my late 30s, going through a robbery and a divorce to understand. Second, coming home after a month long stint to a fat bank account made me want to hold to the rod longer even when I was offshore. I got to where I was uncomfortable if I was not on the ship, barge, or platform working. Besides, it is agreeable work. Some of us started at 6AM and worked until 6PM, some from 6PM until 6AM. Some of use from 5 to 5, same deal.

For the single guy, it was a dream job. I once stayed nearly 90 days straight. That homecoming only made it worse for my hankering to be back on the ship because I could see myself getting ahead. Others worked the traditional two weeks on and two weeks off. Many had saved their money and used the oil field job to pay their bills and ran things like a contracting or backhoe business to pay for toys and fund their retirement on their off weeks. I am sure you understand when I say it took me a little while before thinking of being in business for myself again. I worked in the oil fields and I recovered from the robbery and the divorce, one day at a time.

I wish I had had these people’s help when I started looking. I can guarantee that should I ever look to returning to the oil fields and its honest, well paying work, these people will lead the way.

If you think working in the oil fields might be for you, and I highly recommend it as a place to work, try these folks on for size.

Best Regards,

Tim Singleton

Back in the ’50s when Stranger in a Strange Land was first released, much of its content was considered unpublishable in that current social environment. I admit that while that is what the introduction said, having read half the book so far, I do not see exactly what they are referring to. Sadly, this could be because I am a creature of this culture today with its complete lack of mores and shame. Then again, it could be because I have only reached the halfway point.

So, having reached only the halfway point, your question is why am I commenting now on the book? It has become a bathroom book. You know the kind. It sits on a shelf in the bathroom and when you are in there for ten or so minutes you will knock out a page or ten. Boring is too simplistic a term and while unfair, it has to be applied to a book that you have no particular urge to finish. I will finish Stranger in a Strange Land if for no other reason than that I share Mike the Man from Mars’ inability to grok much of what passes for human intelligence. That determination is one of plodding, grim need to finish what I start, not a passion to see what happens (as in Rose Madder, The Stand) nor an infatuation with the leading lady (as in Freckles, Bag of Bones, or IT.) It is instead simply that I wish to finish that for which I pay.

Stranger in a Strange Land, unabridged edition is difficult to  call boring even while it is because it is an interesting book. An example would be its authors clear hostility towards organized religion of all kinds and ilks as embodied in its treatment of the Fosterites. I am uncomfortable with attacks on religions because I am a Christian and am outraged at the current societal attacks on all things Christian while being muslim gets you all kinds of special privileges. Then I look around at what laughably calls themselves religions of faith while they wallow in the heresies of social justice and collective salvation.

Perhaps that is the attraction to a Christian, conservative, capitalist libertarian such as myself to this book. Religions in general have become willing tools of the collectivist state in its battle to define rights as those belonging to groups, rather than individuals; they have joyfully become missionaries in the war to declare salvation to be not a function of Jesus Christ’s sacrifice and a gift but instead as a reward for your willingness to throw yourselves on the altar of social justice and to live like paupers rather than enjoy the blessings God has bestowed on your labors yourself. Stranger in a Strange Land sheds some small amount of  light on the mercenary, nihilistic, cynical character of those men and women who lead such religions.

-Timothy Lynn Singleton 12:58AM, Sunday, 18th of July, 2010

I just got back from seeing The Fourth Kind.

The creep factor is complete for several reasons, not the least of which is the premise that it is based on completely real events and that much of the video tape is real.

Do NOT take your children to see this movie. I am not trying to be cute, nor to lead you to see the movie. I am saying do not do it. The Fourth Kind is an excellent movie, but I do not suggest taking young kids to see it nor suggesting that those who are susceptible or have emotional problems or a history of such should go see this film.

Don’t believe I am serious? Not once during the film did I have an inclination to think how hot Milla was. Yeah, I thought that might do it.

Christians will know what they are viewing on screen, and it has nothing to do with aliens.

-Tim

Well, let’s see, what can we say? My elders always used to say, “If you cannot say something nice, then do not say anything at all.” Sage advice, taken from the wisdom of years.

Then again, I did not listen to them then, either.

Tranformers promised to be a good movie from the previews. I mean, hey, is there anything much more hot for a fellow than Megan Fox in cutoff shorts sliding around on a bike? No.

Then there is that PG-13 rating.

The move plot was BAD. Stealing scenes from Species (the chick holding Shia Labeouf down in his dorm bed), Terminator: the Sarah Conner Chronicles (robots disguised as humans in order to kill important humans), and Star Wars (pick any episode you like, the creature critter hiding out in the rings of Saturn is nothing but a take off of the Sith and slapped with a thick code of malleable silicon); even the CGI was blurry (which may have been the theater, to be fair), Transformers – Rise of the Fallen fails to rise to anything like its predecessor.

What got me up and walking was the language. The stereotypes that tried way to hard to be clever, and the just plain BAD storyline were honestly stupid up to the point of my walking, but it was the language that had me moving to refund territory. Geez, I sound like the very reviewers I hate, don’t I? Well, this movie was just BAD and it was not the actors’ and actresses’ faults. The direction was BAD and so was the script.

To sum up, the language was bad enough for a PG-13 audience that I got up and walked out when the P word was used and I was sitting in a theater full of kids ranging from ages 4 and up. Sorry, and all due respect to my good friend who said to, “Yeah, but you are not 13,” I could not sit there and act as though this was appropriate. Profanity has become so instrinsic to everyday life that it was this use of the P word in this setting to make me aware of just how numb I have become to falling standards. Megan Fox, who was born PERFECT in every way, has decided her lips needed to be injected with collagen apparently. Still beautiful, her mouth appeared somewhat disfigured in this film. Why would she do that? More Hollywood insanity is all I can answer.

Pass on Transformers – Rise of the Fallen if you have not already wasted your money.

-Tim

This is an awesome article for folks on all sides and of all stripes to read and ponder. I do not know yet if I agree with everything the author suggests, but I certainly plan to give some serious skullscratch time to his ideas.

Check it out here in Credit Free Economy.

Tim

Here is a review I read on Babylon A.D. Here is a quote from the movie: “And while the plot is serviceable enough to keep the action moving, it is also cartoonishly preposterous”

Ahem…have you LOOKED at everyday life? Have you LOOKED at the two presidential candidates? Have you LOOKED at W? Pelosi is the answer?

Our lives and world ARE cartoonish. As for why the messianic theme continues to churn box office gold, it is because the collective consciousness of the human race knows a thing that the humanists amongst us will not discuss.

So, while the media and the government and Hollywood continue to try to drive us against and our hearts away from each other, our homeland down by driving prices up and small businesses out by driving us into a one world government, the people just continue to go to work, go to Church, and to look forward to a future where we are not oppressed by this governments Hegellian dialectic and up to our God.

THIS is why semi good movies continue to make money, LOL…that and the fact that most men, myself included, wish we had the balls to say and do and live our lives as this character.

But relax. Obama is going to make everything okay. Right?

I hope you are well. I enjoyed your review.

-Tim

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UPDATE

Well, it sucks to be wrong and it sucks to admit it, but I think the above reviewer was correct. Babylon, A.D. is very much worth going to see, but it ain’t one of the all time great movies. I like the action and Melanie Thierry’s close ups did not hurt, but yes, the movie was a bit confusing and left unanswered questions at the end.

For instance, what was the societal background that would cause all this crap to happen? Why was toorop considered a terrorist? What was the reason this religion thought a virgin birth would give them legitimacy? (Why would the writer think this is another interesting question, too. Box office sales will tell a tale here, I think) What was the point of the two girl babies? Were they to be Romulisa and Remusthina in the tradition of Romulus and Remus? Toorop was a human wolf to rear two baby girls to compare with a real wolf who reared the first seminal twins, two boys? Is this a nod to some feminist backer of the film?

Am I looking for meaning where there, LOL, simply is none?

Like I say, go see the movie. Load up on popcorn and candy, but no drinks. If you have to take a leak in the movie, there will be even less of a plot here.

-Tim

These are the kinds of things that occupy our pinheaded Western media moguls and supposed news reporters. Lin Miaoke, a beautiful little 9 year old Chinese girl was chosen to be the face for the opening ceremony while another child, of a different kind of beauty and not so straight teeth, did the actual singing. The girls are both fine with all things in this situation, not yet having grown into the stupidities that we in the West spend all our time and energy consumed with: A perfection of features that no one can stand to who has not had surgery.

Now, when I first read the story, I was somewhat concerned for the kids, mainly the kid with the voice. My fear is that she might decide she is not pretty enough to have her face on the TV. Well, have you see the pics of Yang Peiyi? She is a perfectly lovely child. It saddens me that China was so worried about international perceptions that she was not allowed to be the face, as well as the voice, of the opening song. It only occurred to me later that Lin might be just as affected by her face, but not her voice, being used which sadly reveals the extent of modern Western mores poison in my own system.

To China: I understand why you did this, but it is silliness. Stop. There is no honor in allowing worldwide shallow concepts of beauty color your actions. It would be almost as stupid as telling your citizens to stop saving money and start borrowing more in order to modernize their economy. Personally, I admire that you have the good sense to crack down on pornography on the Internet.

To America: Christ on a crutch! You have a 9.6 trillion dollar debt that you cannot pay, mortgages that you cannot pay, banks that are increasingly insolvent, a war on two fronts, a crisis in morals in the kids and morals and ethics in our government, a 33% out of wedlock birthrate, a military that is increasingly composed of foreign nationals, your sovereignty is being sold at auction everyday by our Congress, our judges in this nation are increasingly of suspect loyalties when viewed through their judicial rulings, and we are being strangled by a Congress determined to remain addicted to foreign oil and THIS is what you focus on? With all our knowledge and benefits in the world, why do we insist on being the most ignorant nation on the planet? Hellfire, you even defend pornography as free speech yet you choke at this? Talk about swallowing camels and straining at gnats!

As for the issue of who did what and the dubbing, it is nothing more than a convenient lens through which to look to view the current state of the Western mind. I would like to say we cannot get any more silly as a people than we are now, but it would be about the 20th time I have been proven wrong because we keep doing our dead level best to win the gold for silliness and stupidness.

The flip side is that China cares what we think. I do not know why it would even go to the point of this substitution…I really don’t care because it appears that both girls are suitably honored to have been chosen to participate…but why bother? Why not just let Yang Peiyi sing? It is clear from this that China as a nation still has serious feelings of inferiority and feelings of inferiority are a dangerous thing if they go on too long. Sooner or later someone gets angry enough to step up and prove they are equal.

If I thought the Olympics were significant, I would care more I suppose. As it is, instead of dealing with real problems, we are seeing a sideshow about two children singing to open an event that will solve no problems. It is only significant in that it is an indicator of how badly the Chinese are looking for respect. When you have a 500 million strong standing army, one of the world’s third largest nuclear arsenals, and a war chest of more than 1 trillion USD tied with an inferiority chip on your shoulder, it just looks like bad weather to me.

-Tim

Bernie Mac needs no introduction. He was one of the great comedians of the late 20th and early 21st centuries. He died from complications of pneumonia is what I have been reading. It is a loss to all.

Bernie Mac was one of those fellows who seemed to tell the truth even when you did not like the way he saw things. That was okay because even when he was telling you how sorry a human being you were he was making you laugh fit to split when doing it. He seemed to be able to understand others opinions and backgrounds and be able to accept others even though they were from very, very different backgrounds. As in the case of Will Smith, when I thought of Bernie Mac I thought of a man who was funny as hell who just happened to be black. I did not think of him as a funny black man. I hope you understand the difference.

He will be missed.

-Tim

This book was a gift to me from my good friend and brother in Christ, Keith Boyd. He is particularly well read on the issues of conspiracies and the new world order that many believe is coming.

Is there a conspiracy? Isn’t there always? Is change coming? Isn’t it always? What, oh what do we do?

Well, if you ain’t able to pay your power bill or feed your kids I think it is a moot point, is it not? As for why people shake their heads and call you crazy for believing that the super rich oligarchs who control the banking systems and the relative value of currencies would try to consolidate ever more power in their hands, I have no good answer. If you see my short side rant when writing about the work of fiction “I Am Legend” you will see that I no longer care.

Besides, I am no longer certain that either of us can get out of the way of this thing anyway. The American middle class has become a herd of stone stupid cattle being run towards the cliff because they have served their purpose. It is now time to cull the herd and collect what wealth the middle class has built. Why do you think the banks as a whole decided to not remain true to the frugal ad prudent underwriting standards of the past? Think about it. Mortgages and student loans. First they made it impossible to bankrupt against student loans even when most people do not use their degrees and then they changed the bankruptcy laws further to prevent you from exercising your right to depend on the banking industry to do their due diligence in underwriting. Yes, yes, I agree that YOU should have known better, too, but the bankers get paid the big bucks to look out for the shareholders’ interest.

The one battle I CAN win is one child at a time through organizations like Children’s International.  We knew these things  and times were coming 2,000 years ago. We need to stick to our knitting and attend to our own houses, in my opinion. This means being as productive as possible in our own businesses and as frugal as possible in our own expenditures. As swiftly as possible relieve your home of all debts to others, make sure your taxes are in order, learn to do on less and to build capital in your own home so that others do not have a hold on you. Be the BEST employee your boss has so that he or she sees you as indespensible. Helping your employer’s business helps them be able to help you. No, I am not completely certain of all that needs to be done to achieve this, but I do know that credit is why our economy is in a ruin and families are breaking due to the stress of credit driven enslavement.

“The True Story of the Bilderberg Group” is written as the story of a man who has followed the Bilderbergers from their inception. He narrates facts, research, and conversations with people inside and outside of the group. Apparently there are those inside who do not completely condone the ultimate aims of the group.

It is a story worth reading.