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King to Kerry, "You got a match?"
Kerry to King, "Yes, my ass and your face!"
We all admire your restraint in arranging the components as you did especially in the first pic.
At least in theory, the final visual connection is left to the viewer and that ever so slight bit of cerebral effort is what embeds the image permanently in one's memory.
There is a certain method to my madness ;-)
http://www.foxnews.com/politics/2015/05/11/saudi-king-salman-to-miss-gul...
Bowing and scraping for sovereign wealth fund donations and oil production increases in return for free F-16s and all kinds of other free shit: $18,066,000,000,000.00.
Having the people whose asses you kissed and whose balls you licked and whose cocks you sucked refuse to attend your 'summit':
PRICELESS!
For Choom; and Michelle's school lunch progrom, and trips on Air Force One to Golf courses, there's FEDRES cash. For everything else, there's OIL/GOLD/SILVERCARD!
Damn not even the Arab terrorists supporters want to meet with the American terrorists supporter.
Raging Clue (South Park - Hardy Boys)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcHy8xEt2QI
Saudis rule us
Zionist rule us
Rules for fools
Yeah, verily, I sayeth unto you:
He who owns the GOLD makes the RULES! Thus, this is THE 'golden rule'!
(The Book of Rothschild The Elder, Chapter 6, verse 66)
I'd be more concerned about who's behind the doors MAKING the rules, WB. Of course, you are well-aware of this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lhOMbw2jcC8
The King is also a Religious Figure, President Obama, even a Saudi King??
*** This is a Forbidden Protocol, No US Leaders Shall Bow to Kings or Queens ***
Hm... Old British Regime Model again. Monarch, Lords, Manor System, London Financial System, British Trade Economic Model. British & American Floozies seem the British Monarch as a Religious Figure Head. Just like the Patron of the Hacienda.
But Yes, there is no Protocol for the US President to Prostate himself in from of any other man, maybe that is part of why we only had one Catholic President (JFK). But we have treated Catholics pretty Rough in the USA, the Irish.
After the Murder Mystery of a Man Exposing Secrets of the Masons...
British, Dutch, Danish, Luxembourg Kings Confessing to Priests about CIA Operations, or Government Plots would tend to put power in the hands of world wide network. That doesn't sound good.
We have enough Puppet Masters in our own government, we don't need our Sovereign Bowing to Kings or Religious Teachers.
saudis obey. but you dont know who.
http://investmentwatchblog.com/more-moroccan-f-16-jet-from-saudi-led-coa...
https://twitter.com/hamedghaleb/status/597701761500061697
This Coalition Pilots' Troubles are over. (Puke Warning)
https://twitter.com/Dhalie1/status/597734597393326081/photo/1
The Raven - Simpsons
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LlgQQgDhH7U
i suppose it's at this time apropos to withdraw a story from janus' past. this lil anecdote was briefly related to an academic of high esteem, who was by me transported to logan airport just the other day (i need to contact her...but my brothers on the Hedge come first, and time is limited). what is more, this well-regarded academic from one of the world's leading universities was on her way to tehran, iran, had her head-scarf ready to go, and was by janus encouraged not to interpret shia-persia's social mores for a jab against 'feminism', but rather an obligation we have to respect others when we are guests in their land. manners used to be a virtue (and will be again).
anyway, this story involves my first attempt at 'blogging'. janus had it in mind to make trouble in the world -- big trouble -- and knew just how to go about it. so's i set up a blog in my Christian name (www.janus'christianname.com) and would occasionally update the thing with some thoughts on various bric-a-brac. at sundry times these thoughts would include the janus view on world affairs, which almost invariably involve the nations comprising the near east.
and so it was that i posted something on israel, their ambitions, what would be their concomitant impact on the nations surrounding, the collateral effects that would result if certain policy initiatives were enacted -- from a strategic and economic perspective -- all while wondering aloud 'what the fuck is going on?'...'are we really going to sacrifice our long-term strategic alliances for the sake of one nation that, no matter what many of you may think, is just a proxy for pax americana's force-projection'.
shortly after posting this 'essay', janus' blog was inundated with a flood of hits from tehran; and in the days following a rather insightful comment was posted by a gentleman claiming to be iran's president, ahamedinajab.
understandably, janus freaked. i know (or thought i knew) something of the pentagon's ambitions viz. persia, and at that time of "you're either with us or you're with the terrirists", being a friend of iran's president made one an enemy of the state...persona non gratia in these united states. and so i put some distance betwixt myself and dr. evil by responding in a rather disrespectful way.
anyway, this wasn't enough to satisfy 'someone'. rather abruptly, my blog was taken down, my computer blue-screened with a virus so virulent that the local software whiz wouldn't touch it (he paled when after scanning my bios) and the website was replaced with an ad for valium. a not-so-subtle message to an insolent young janus that he'd be wise to chill the fuck out.
the substance of what i wrote isn't really important anymore. janus was so naive back then...how could i've known there would soon be an 'arab spring', immediately followed by an 'arab winter'...who could've suspected that egypt would be temporarily ruled by the muslim brotherhood, only to be overthrown not two years on in a coup, and that all of north africa would be tossed into wild chaos? who knew that al queda would majikally disappear and from its ashes would flutter an isis (or 'isil' depending on your view)? and now our man in yemen has fled in exile. there is emergent a GCC from which the saudis will manage its defense with weapons supplied by the same government from which it now feels betrayed, against a military force with a domestic munitions infrastructure and advanced systems supplied by a reliable ally (russia), who also have been arming, training and supporting proxy forces at strategic choke-points throughout arabia for decades on. and then there's turkey.
one's head starts to spin. truly a tangled web we've weaved.
but here's the thing -- brent sweet crude just so happens to be vitally important to some of our strategic allies, and, more importantly, to others whose loyalties are a bit more opaque (specifically india). stated simply, there just ain't enough of it in libya. for that reason, an energy/military alliance welding iran and russia against pax americana is an untenable situation. understanding that, we've assumed that our friends in ryhiad would sit patiently whilst we played footsie with their ancient enemies, the persians (this ain't about sunni/shia -- it's ALL about arabs/persians). they don't seem to be taking it so well.
against this backdrop we have the ukraine, a double-cross by the chechnians in the caucuses, a red-square military parade sans any representative from nato (unless you're counting steven segall) though replete with several regiments from red-china, all while putin is casting his gaze over poland and the baltics.
and within all this we have the potential for continental europe to recognize itself as the 3rd and necessary alternative to the bi-polar arrangement of russia/nato (uncle sam), forge an energy/military alliance with arabia (minus babylon & north africa) and assemble a domestic military force to rival that of russia and/or amorica. shit's about to get real.
oh, yeah, and i suppose there's still that silly lil civil war raging in syria.
it's a lot to digest.
and so i'll turn my thoughts briefly to less ominous affairs in search of relief from this world's burden of woe.
it's prom season. and i know what you're all thinking, 'janus, you just like to see the teenage girls all dolled-up in their fancy dresses.' true, but i'm a gentlemen; and can innocently imbibe feminine aesthetics without my thoughts fermenting to lust. and besides, i follow the law. in my back pocket i at all times keep an index card with each states age of consent listed in columns. word to the wise: never leave home without it.
and, hypothetically, let's say you're stopped by john-law, and there is for some reason the potential to charge one with 'transporting a 'minor' over the state lines for the purposes of moral turpitude'. you only need answer, "no, officer, she was being transported for the purposes of renting a hotel room in a more open-minded state; the moral turpitude was incidental to the rather innocent act of renting a room." so you see, gentlemen, the law is all about technicalities.
sometimes this world befuddles me. sixty years ago, a seventeen year old bride is what a man worked like a dog to earn by his fortieth birthday; and now transvestite men marrying transvestite women is 'normal' whilst thinking a seventeen year old woman sexy stands as the epitome of depravity. whatever. you humans sure are amusing.
nevertheless, janus' eldest son took his girlfriend to the prom this weekend at a swanky country club near-by. i must say, janus has done well if raising handsome young men be a meritable deed. and there's something satisfying in seeing your son dressed in a tux, confidently embracing a beautiful young girl who thinks the world of him...and it makes a father swell with pride knowing that his son is supremely moral, disciplined, mannered, intelligent, thoughtful, considerate and decent.
amorica, most of your young people disgust and disturb me. there are, however, many Good Americans out there being raised in the ancient ways...we are legion, bitchez!
anyway, i explained to my son and his girlfriend that the prom is your introduction to bourgeois society. in most circumstances, you will need to comport yourself as an individual in a given situation; the prom is your first lesson on how the synthesis of your two personalities merges into a single and that synthesized personality is then to interact with other couples and their synthesized personalities. as the Bible says, "the two flesh are made one."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fzwiBIqURsM
okay, so, here's the amusing aspect of my son's prom scenario. most young men do well to treat their girlfriend's father with some measure of respect, and in some cases the young man may have reason to fear his girlfriend's father as fortification to that respect. we all know the image of al bundy and his baseball bat leaning behind the door -- a weapon with all the potential to menace the skull of his daughter's suitors.
that's one thing...i mean, al bundy was a shoe salesman, white-trash and the father of a tramp. my son's girlfriend is from a good family; and that's a good thing. but it just so happens that her father is a professional interrogator; well, that's one of the hats he wears within his particular agency (i wouldn't even mention this, but he's about to retire and beat it back to new hampshire's country-side (just a lil heads-up, bitchez: lots & lots of the 'good guys' are precipitously retiring and moving remote))..
and so i had a good laugh thinking what awaited my son when he returned his girlfriend home, only to be greeted by a man who's paid to study body-language and voice-inflection for deception and spends most of his day with a side-arm holstered. but my son's a good young man...doubtless deception was unnecessary.
funny thing about my son's girlfriend's father: when meeting him janus discovered that we did the same job while in the air force...i immediately knew something was suspect about this guy. and after being informed of his position and rank within a certain department, i thought, 'oh dear...there's a good chance this guy may know a thing or two about janus; but, there again, if he does, he will also know that i've always been a Good American.'
and so i've decided that i'm not going to give up on America, but i at the same time want nothing to do with the present day 'amorica'. amorica at one point made the mistake of thinking it could be 'everything'; and whenever anything proposes to be 'everything' it defies all attempts to define; and whenever a thing cannot be defined, it lacks distinction, and therefore ceases to be a 'thing'. in other words, if anything is everything, it is necessarily nothing. amorica, the amoeba is not an organism we should seek to mimic.
it's about time to take sides...i never wanted to and thought i could likewise mimic amorica's amoebic scheme (all things to all men). i can see the futility of it now. it makes me sad in a certain respect; but at the same time, this process of definition makes me optimistic again.
speaking for myself only, i happen to like many of america's bourgeois traditions...and i certainly recognize that it makes one a detestable bigot to cherish the contributions western civilization hath wrought in this world, but so be it. i don't care how many segments amorica must splinter into, there will be at least one where 'folks' like janus don't have to feel like pariahs. oh, and, it is my deepest certainty that such an america would flourish. and to all you sniveling ninnies: we promise NEVER to 'disadvantage', 'discriminate', 'deprive' or in any way impede your descent to wherever it is you'd like to descend...scout's honor. you will have your own place in which you can 'flourish' without our mendacious predations -- forever.
there are certain primordial forces at work in homo sapiens. while these forces can within varying degrees be amplified or attenuated, they cannot be permanently negated. one among these forces is the impulse humans have to congregate with others who are to them acceptably familiar or similar. is this a bad thing? if it is, then so to is the elemental human condition.
for the last hundred or so years we've been playing with fire. multiculturalism is a lie. and insofar as janus knows that the wise men of this earth are in fact wise, i can only conclude that this dangerous game has been conducted with the object of provocation in mind. and so, i must congratulate these wise men...good show, you've now sufficiently provoked janus (and many like him) to action. hope you know what you've gotten yourselves into.
i won't be beating a retreat to any remote hold-out; i intend to charge head-long into the fray.
fuck this world and its ways.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jUkW5wY2M8
yeah, we all want a new world...and there's must be some order to it... but i guess you cunts at cent-com and the nexus of the 'ecumenical brain trust' discounted the possibility that there'd be competing visions for the future world and what would constitute its order. particularly if those visions be superior to your own.
surprise!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dJbftrcn41c
luv,
janus
Interesting post Janus. I like the twist between first and third person as well identifiying yourself as being not from here but also not from here. I am with you on your assertion that: "i won't be beating a retreat to any remote hold-out; i intend to charge head-long into the fray."
You are not alone.
thanks, brother...back at ya.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l9vWBWEGEnM
in this proud land/
we grew up strong/
we were wanted all along/
i was taught to fight/
taught to win/
i never thought i could fail/
no fight left/
or so it seems...,
janus
Thank you Janus. That is a really great song that I was not aware of. I do like differenet styles of music and I enjoy Brian Eno's work and so many other for meditation. I enjoy art, literature, guns, engines, women's asses if they are to the specs I like but I have one of those already and I gave my word. I grew up on two wheels, and old hand me down bicyle and I learned to ride it by myself because my dad was passed when I was 6 months old and I didn't really have a choice in the matter. I was the youngest child by some sixteen years so my bro went in to the service and did his thing and I was not sure what my sister was doing. My Mom had to work so I spent a lot of time alone. We were out in the sticks and it really didn't matter so much back in those days if you left your kid unsupervised. As you might expect I got my self into plenty of trouble. At age eight my Mom decide that she wanted to buy a used moped for herself. My brother was still storing his two motorcycle in the garage while he was stationed. The tempation was too much for me and moped looked like I might be able to do it. No is one around so who is to stop me from trying and I did. I figured out to start the thing and I rode it about ten feet and tipped over. A rather in auspicious start. Well, you can't just give up now can you?
I learned to ride that moped and started riding it up and down the roads until I got caught by some sanctimonious fun ruining fuck-head of a neighbor. I was benched. No more of that. So for two years, I always wanted to ride again and I pressured and pressured my Mom for another bike. I mowed fucking lawns and such and I did work for the old timers around and it still took another couple but I had grown and so I finally got my first dirt bike. Now this one was a 100 CC and still didn't know what I was doing. One down four up was not a concept that I understood. I dumped that bike too but luckily older brother come home on leave and showed how to do it properly and things got much better from there. Now, I was able to learn how to handle a bike properly and not crash and burn so much. I still did crash and burn though and I went throw a couple of sets of handlebars and twisted forks. I took that bike to it's limit until the day it died.
A couple of years went by and I an ad in the paper for a Honda CB450 for sale for $285 so I went to check that out. That is a street bike and not a dirtbike but I was 16 and ready to roll so I bought that bike and that really change how I looked at motorcycles. I loved that bike and I never dumped it and rode it for years all the way through the end of my college years. I didn't have the money to keep it up. Hell, I have never even insured it. My 69 Pontiac Tempest NEVER had insurance on it either.:-)(That is another story).
Then when I did got a decent job and some money I went to Russia for this woman while at the same at taking care of my ailing mother. No extra money for a bike. Hell, I drove whatever junker I could find to make run for a quite a number of years there. There was physical gold to invest in thanks again to my brother's advice. I lived a very Spartan lifestyle. I still do. I met a Russian woman online and that continued on for three years. OK, she is not lying to me. So I went in 2003 and I was TERRIFIED. My family had pretty much disowned me for that decision but I paid for it all out out of my own pocket. I was scared shitless when the plane touched down in St. Petersburg, Russia. I have skipped over a great about whole adventure but it worked out and I have been back since and I like the Russian people and they like me. Mr's have been married 11 years now and two nice children who ruin the carpet and furniture and....
Over that period of time, I had never forgotten a true love of mine. A passion. A place to meditate. A sound I had rarely heard when I was young but once I did, I never forgot it. A slightly out of balance, yet done purposely that way, V-twin engine sound. I needed that so over the the last month I have accumulated two of those and an old school Honda. I would never buy brand new so I have to do a little work on two of the three bikes but I did buy one of the V-twins right because the young man was underwater on his loan so I paid it off for him and I took the title. I told him that he will one day ride again. I even gave him a coin and told him that he is doing the right thing by discharging his debt.
You can't ride and be free of course, technically speaking. Riding on a public road of course... but isn't the point per se. It has more to do with that is no protection if you crash. It won't end well if you do and you assume that risk. Nothing is guaranteed but death and taxes. Riding a motorcycle requires that YOU know what you are doing and not relying on someone else. You have to assume everyone else is an ignorant idiot or you will get hurt.
I like riding alone. Just me, the machine and the road. And I don't care about badass biker MC's or some douches who work for corporate who buy Harley's and act like they are the shit. They just don't matter to me because I don't care what they think nor what they are doing.
Peace Brother Janus.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GXlz0nmCk1U
Great read.
Age of consent in WV -- 16.
Thank you Jesus;)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oTeUdJky9rY
Hey Kaiserhoff, see ya at the greenbriar for 18 holes and a few cocktails.
cheers,
janus
His king is dismayed. Obama failed affirmative Wahhabism for Dummies.
That dumb black muslim is an embarrasment to America
i dont know why obama would bow, he has pretty much raked the sauds over the coal. amazing isnt it that malinvestment brought about through anti-free market policies (QE and such) could shift the balance of power, and america which never had the political will to become energy independent is fast becoming the dominant energy seller. what makes putin so nervous is that once LNG exports get going europe will no longer need vlads pipeline. the malinvestment in the first order was encouraging china to make all those solar panels, which like all energy solutions just shifts the cost from one hand to another, but china has slave wages and no environmental laws. but this country was built on african slave trade, they ruined the great plains with their plows, murdered the indians, so they could create san francisco. sometimes it seems like the more rotten stuff we do, the more good comes of it. and on the other side of the coin, no good deed goes unpunished
>"murdered the indians" ? you know nothing. They were the most extreme savage monsters and you buy into the big lie of indians which is NOT TRUE. They were devils period.
Just one problem with your plan... After all the money spent to get LNG exports to Europe, what happens when Putin undercuts them in price? Because in your irrational world, shipping LNG by tankers across the Atlantic is somehow cheaper than transporting it via pipeline across Europe.
Standard Clue: Bunker fuel costs on any given day.
Langley's "White Chimp" progeny trained well to wipe the asses and suck the cock(s) of those that can fuck his bosses very badly!
Spot on williambanzai7! :-)
Even sleazy dictators won't let these people get down on their knees for them.
They don't trust them anymore.
Obie thinks the king is Reggie, he's diving for schlong
just another actor reading his script
Window washer stopped me on the street to say ISIS was going to attach the internet at 11:00 (PST) today. He also went off on a rant about Obama being weak with ISIS and the Saudi's snubbing him. Weird way to start the the week. Guy must listen to talk radio or something -- he was all wound up.
he jacks off to rush, once he started he couldnt stop.
if it wasn't so true it would be funny...........
Obama is a pygmy world leader. He does not need to bow as he is only 3 feet tall
"While you're down there...."
Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz - Get Low (Official Music Video)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IYH7_GzP4Tg