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.

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

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo

“Foreign films.” Now, there is a term that in the past has made my eyes glaze over and do a channel change to anything else available, up to and including whatever is listed on the ingredients of the soda I might be drinking or how long it is until Monday morning when I must return to school or work.

Foreign films means to me

1. boring
2. mind-crogglingly boring because the general European sensitivity about things makes me wonder if I really do have common ancestral heritage with them
3. chick flick to the point that there is so much estrogen leaking off the screen that you have to put your feet up on the seat back in front of you
4. PREACHY, generally making me feel like I am cursed simply because hey, I am a guy and I like red meat, American football sometimes, V-8 Detroit muscle cars, and my idea of gun control is being able to hit my target.
5. That I have specific tastes in the women I like – they want to be good moms, are good women and have good hearts; they are intelligent; they are petite and athletic; they are fiery and passionate; they are pretty, all these traits and in that order - makes me a misogynistic, sexist, beetle browed caveman who is incapable of seeing the joys of having a relationship with a sexless, androgynous, perpetually menopausal career woman who knows that motherhood is slavery and that children if you MUST have them, should be limited to no more than 2 and those 2 burdens on her time should be delegated to someone more suited to such distasteful duties and paid appropriately the minimum wage.
6. if only the whole world were gay, then perhaps the viral infection of humanity upon Gaea could be brought into remission
7. I am a complete bastard because I feel like I am entitled to keep and benefit from the fruits of my labors and ideas rather than willingly surrender said profits to those who have made it their mission in life to point out and eliminate those who choose my mission in life, i.e, family, faith, wealth, hopefully eternal life.
8. I did say boring, did I not? Even if I did, it bears repeating.

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo shattered all those pre-conceptions of foreign European films and honestly, I don’t know what possessed me to watch it. I confused it with another film I have yet to finish watching and it was a blessed mistake.

While it does fall into the tired old beat on the Nazis, you find yourself only seeing that as a part of the story, not a tirade against the Racism that is specific to the evil white man. Besides, Nazis NEED to be beat on, when you can find one. I think most people forget that we killed most of them in World War II and so the Nazis never got a chance to carry out murder on the scale of the Communists as in Mao’s Cultural Revolution (100 million documented deaths) or Stalin’s purges (8 million Georgians, nearly an entire generation of Russian doctors.) Also, if you count the Socialists and Progressive’s war on the unborn that number is still rising. So, why do we beat on the Nazi’s? Here is why:

1. They were and are some evil bastards and deserve it
2. Too many American and International film makers are Communist, Socialist, and Progressive criminals themselves and so consider themselves above the law
3. As long as people are apeshit over Nazis they will ignore the inroads into our government that the Communists, Socialists, and Progressives are making in terms of treasonously taking away our rights as citizens and turning we Americans into subjects again.

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo knows how to kick ass and what justified, righteous payback means and she does not spend time stupidly analyzing her navel over what effect it will have on he conscience or her humanity when confronted with what to do with a two legged rabid dog.

I know I will watch it again.

-Tim, 24th July 2010

One of my favorites was Freckles. Simply put I saw myself as Freckles the protagonist and spent hours mooning over the Limberlost Angel, who in my mind bore a striking resemblance to a classmate named…

Freckles was at once the forlorn lowest point of any triangle socially but also possessed the character of a hero and, despite all his scars and, in his mind, unattractiveness, had some quality that his Limberlost Angel could not live without. It is not an overstatement to say that had a door opened into that world with me stepping into Freckles, you would not be reading this post and I would be looking back at you from the pages of a book and moving on to whatever future fictional characters must by definition move on to in our universe driven by probability and quantum mechanics.

Freckles is on my radar to read again and soon, for what number of times I could not tell you because I simply read and reread the book from somewhere around the 7th grade all the way through high school.

I find such stories comforting because it proves that even if humanity is not always divine, it is at least striving to attain divinity.

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

This is not a complaint as such. Had the previous events not occurred, I would not have been able to see my life and the falsities in it with clear vision. Nothing clears up the senses and creates a clarity of vision like having life ram a red hot poker up your ass and ask, “What is really important now?!?!”

I was left with tremendous bills, no assets, no will. All my furniture gone, my house looked abandoned. Hell, it WAS abandoned; there was no spirit there. I slept there at night but many nights I did not even bother to turn on the lights. It may sound strange but there was a feeling that darkness was safe.

It took me a while, but I finally figured out how to stand and carry my own weight again. I discovered that Ramen noodles were not only cheap, hellfire they were GOOD and kept your belly quite full making it easier to keep gas in the car. A few times I made the mistake of taking help from people, then found out that nearly always help comes with significant chains and obligations; there is a feeling in the help of some who aid that can range from simply being glad to help someone get past a bad spot to the darker versions where feelings of enraged ownership and entitlement to and on your time are not overstated in any way.

Once I learned to live without credit and to be completely self-sufficient on whatever income I was making, I began to realize that it did not matter about the losses of the past. I had indeed bulit a business for a short while that earned me an income that put me in the top .01% of the world’s population. What I did not know at the time was that it was not my talent and business decisions that caused it; it was being born into the greatest capitalistic country in the world where they had artificially driven interest rates into the ground in such a fashion that every middle double digit IQ fool in the universe was becoming a real estate millionaire. My point is, I did not lose a stone castle; I lost a gingerbread house that fell down from the first strong storm.

I am currently building my asset base up in a hard fashion, with much late night research and midnight oil. I work a 40 hour job and I work a 40 hour home based business because I will not be dictated to by the government when I retire. I have discovered that being engaged in rewarding work that you love and that pays you is the same as being retired. Along those lines, I quit bemoaning what I had lost and then turned around and said, “What else can I throw away that will free up MORE resources for investment and debt retirement?” Turns out there was quite a lot that could go. I could easily afford a 52″ top of the line flat panel TV (LCD now?) but since I no longer watch TV at night, my 27″ CRT Emerson with a dead built in DVD player gets turned on maybe once in several months. My labor, my money, my CAPITAL…is precious to me as it represents ammunition in my own personal war of independence from this bastard government. Geez, it is a damn shame Ramen is not so good for you, LOL. I have moved into a basement apartment which is tiny, but includes all the utilities. It does not have central air, but because it is insulated on three sides, it is bearably cool in the summer and bearably warm in the winter. My vehicle is paid for and I now laugh at the pre-approved credit cards and car loans that come in the mail. They get ground up and mixed with wax and stored as future fuel should the world go the way Obama wants it to go.

I say all this to explain WHY I want the TACFIT Commando system. Simply put, I do not know how to train without a gym. This system will teach me that and fits more in line with my wanting to follow a Spartan lifestyle and dig trench after trench of financial insulation against the larcenous tendancies of life against a person’s assets. It will allow me to drop my gym membership once it plays out and put me in better shape to boot. I have no need to be big, as I am never going to play in the NFL. I need to be HARD and I need a system that will layer that hardness in like a swordsmith lays in layers of steel into a blade and then tempers it to keep its strength and so it will hold an edge. I need to voluntarily do to my body what God has done to my mind and heart through events in life.

You choosing me to give the system to helps me access what is clearly an awesome system that has result of much thought and labor. That is what is does for me. What it will do for YOU, is that you will have pictures of a fellow at 5′11″ who weighs 274lbs right now and you will then have that fellow looking like a hard, faceted diamond at around 200lbs after some time on your system to use in your promotions. I say 200lbs because I am 31% bodyfat which means at 199.06lbs, I would be at 5% bodyfat.

The storms over the last ten years as I worked out my character flaws and learned the lessons that a man determined to live on his own feet learn have made me realize that I am not a bad guy in any way and that God sees me and is at times glad of that seeing. It sometimes makes me laugh out loud to realize that I am grateful for those storms because had they never come, I should never have known myself.

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The above was my entry into the blog entry contest. I am hoping  Iwill win because I like the system and don’t want to pay for it. I am Scottish in one blood line and it gives me a happy to be cheap.  I also plan to try to wrangle an affiliate relationship out of them, too, because Earthtiger is always looking for products and services that rise to the level of Rearden Steel quality and I believe TACFIT Commando system rises to that level of quality.

If you want to write your own entry and take a swing at it, go here: http://www.tacfitcommando.com/blog/windeluxe

If you eat healthy foods, your cellular processes will work normally. But if you eat bad foods: those that are man-made processed, and chemically treated, you will find your cellular structure will break down from lack proper nutrition. Your cell structure will become impaired and your cells will have to work harder to compensate. When this happens, unfortunately, diseases do occur.

Healthy eating also helps keep the body balanced. Hormone production is normal. Muscle building occurs at a normal rate and fat burning occurs. The vitamins and minerals our body consumes are absorbed and used for enzyme regulation.

We don’t eat good foods for various reasons. The first reason is because eating right is hard to do. The store sells foods that are processed and full of junk. But they taste so good that we are tempted to buy them. The second reason is we were misled for many years to believe that good fats (those that are natural and unprocessed) have been removed from foods or were mixed in with bad foods.  And the third reason is because we are lazy so we eat out. The restaurants we go to do not use the proper oils to cook with. They always go for the cheapest stuff.

If you want to develop a healthy body, you must learn to eat the right foods. This includes knowing what oils to use in cooking.

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If you want to find a better way to eat better that will give you tremendous results, you need to pick up a copy of my e-book How to Create a Lean and Healthy Body Quickly. Once you do this, you will learn the right way to eat and will soon develop a lean and healthy body. Just go to http://blueplanetweightloss.com to learn more.

If you ever been to a doctor, the first thing they do is convince you to do low to moderate intensity aerobic training. This is also referred to as cardio. They suggest you do about 30-60 minutes of steady pace cardio for about 3-5 times in a week. They claim this helps maintain your heart rate at a moderate level.

Before you get involved in such a routine, consider some recent scientific research that gives concrete facts to prove such cardio workouts may not work that well after all.

Our bodies were designed to perform physical activity in bursts of exertion followed by recovery. According to the research study, physical variety is a key variable in your training. If you examine most sports, you will find that most of them go with this burst of exertion, or stop-and-go movement, as it is also called.

Another factor to keep in mind when it comes to varying your physical workouts is the effects to your body internally. Scientists have known for years that any excessive steady state endurance exercise that is anywhere between 30 minutes to an hour, only trains the heart rate at a specific level. You don’t get the heart fully involved.

This kind of workout causes muscle wasting, and can even create a condition in your body that can lead to chronic diseases. But if you do stop-and-go type movements, you will find that your body reacts to it in a better manner. Your body will be able to increase anti-oxidant production. Your body will also provide a more anti-inflammatory affect and your metabolic rate will increase. Also, stop-and-go training trains the heart to respond to and recover from a variety of demands and stress levels.

This is what you need. The kind of exercise that trains your heart to rapidly increase and rapidly decrease is the condition that will benefit you more fully. And it has another benefit. It is much more interesting to do and has a better success rate. This means those who used this method, did not drop out.

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If you want to find a better way to exercise that will give you tremendous results, you need to pick up a copy of my e-book How to Create a Lean and Healthy Body Quickly. Once you do this, you will learn the right way to exercise and will get your body into peak physical condition in no time. Just go to http://www.blueplanetweightloss.com to learn more.

Wow. Sounds depressing when I put it like that.

Well, I am actually having a pretty good time because I know that as long as I am drawing breath and walking upright, I am still in the game. Occasionally, something comes along that grabs my attention and makes me sit straight up. Here is such a program. The fellow is very clear in why people fail.

They pays their monies and then… they do absolutely nothing.

Used to, when I was an insurance agent in my twenties, I would see other agents get referrals to potential clients and not call them. It seemed like leaving money in the rain to rot to me. Signing into a program and not following the instructions and then getting discouraged is a little like deliberately leaving a $50 bill on the porch and being disappointed when it was not there the next morning. Why would you do it and why would you act disappointed?

Check out Profit Miracle. It might change your life and lead you into a situation where you are getting up at 4AM only because you like to do so. (I do. I am up at 4AM even on Saturdays when I do not have to work. I am told they have medications for such afflictions.)

This was my reaction when Stephen King, my erstwhile favorite author, whose moniker Constant Reader was seen by me as a badge of honor, quoted Mao’s Little Red Book somewhere in the first 50 pages or so as if The Little Red Book were simply another part of American literature and not the writings of one of the most murderous, most salacious, most morally and physically filthy pieces of insectile intelligence to ever stand upright and pretend to possess humanity.

I struggled the better part of the day on what to do because ‘Under The Dome’ was my Christmas treat to myself. I wanted to read the book and badly. The question on the floor was was I willing to pay for the privilege of hearing another celebrity sitting on many tens of millions of dollars procured through the wonders of capitalism tell me I should willingly surrender more of my check for the greater good.

No, I am not.

Mr. King, I am sincerely tired of your shit when it comes to politics. You sit up there in Maine, in your own words a Maine Yankee liberal, and you pontificate on the beauties of liberalism. Up until this last tome, which I am sure is as fine a read as all those before (except Eyes of the Dragon) you have pretty much kept your politics out of your books which was fine by me. I paid to be entertained and you are good at that. I will not pay to have some Communist insect quoted to me. I am done with you.

One more time, I thought, when I bought Under The Dome, one more time I will indulge in my favorite fantasy world created by the Talented and Ever Popular Mr. King. I have been laid off for ten weeks this year, leaving a hole in my finances that, though I was not entirely unprepared for, was no fun at all. I have given up watching the news, even the programs I agree with, because I cannot spend all my time worrying about what that bastard president we have now decides needs to be destroyed today.

Now, I cannot even read a damn fiction book without Communist bullshit being quoted at me.

As I struggled all day with what to do, mainly because I was trying to convince myself that the rational thing to do was to read the thing and report on it. It was paid for after all and I probably could not return it for a refund. Two hours of wrestling with that thought and I was on the road to Books-A-Million to ask for a refund. Even though I did not have my receipt, they were good enough to look it up on my discount card and refund it to my card. Some will say I should have finished the book before returning it, but that would have been tantamount to stealing. I returned Under The Dome for the same reason I sent Mr. King my dollar when I downloaded that electronic book whose name I cannot recall.

I encourage you to do the same and remind Mr. King that while 50% and higher tax rates and healthcare rationing may not impact HIS lifestyle with the rate at which money flows into his account, it does affect Constant Reader’s finances and badly.