Somewhere over the Asian Continent yesterday, I discovered these otters playing in the sky…
I’ve made it a sort of a hobby, taking pictures from the cockpit. It started as a game trying to catch other aircraft in the air but gradually evolved into sunsets, cloud formations, and other interesting sky stuff.
It’s vikingskyscapes.com. It’s currently under construction so you need a password to preview it. If you’d like to take a look at some of the photos that have been uploaded so far, just use the password “viking” (without the quotes) when the site asks you.
We’ve all experienced it.
Some sound or a movie clip triggers a flood of memories and for me last night, driving home from dinner with friends, it was a song. Rhinestone Cowboy by Glenn Campbell.
It was the summer of 1976 and my Minnetonka baseball team was playing in the District Championship game. I don’t remember the exact score but we were behind by a number of runs and frankly, it wasn’t looking good for us. Then we got a break.
There were rumors he would be assassinated.
History shows there were as many as twenty separate conspiracies, all with his death as their aim.
It seemed, at least among the powerful in the capitol, knowledge of the imminent murder was nearly universal. Why wasn’t he warned? Why weren’t steps taken to prevent his death?
Were the staff and aides of this monumentally powerful man the only people who hadn’t heard? Or, in perhaps the first use of the term, did they simply dismiss the rumors as “conspiracy theories” not worthy of their consideration and worry?
If those close to the great man dismissed the reports and rumors as “conspiracy theories,” did doing so prevent the tragedy? Did their dismissal of them, with the wave of a hand, transform them into the tripe they wished them to be?
One attractive aspect to the flawed debate strategy of labeling a subject “conspiracy theory” is that the speaker cannot be proven wrong.
At the moment it is uttered, it’s like the Crane maneuver in Karate.
No can defense.
And so it was with the rumors and conspiracy theories surrounding the man in the story above. Presumably, they remained nothing but “conspiracy theories” right up until the moment the great man uttered the immortal words, according to William Shakespeare anyway, “Et tu Brutė?”
No matter how many times the rumored conspiracies were dismissed by those around the Emperor and his staff, it did not prevent the assassination of Julius Ceasar by a group of men led by his friend, Brutus.
And so it has been with the unfolding present-day economic disaster, predicted by Congressman Ron Paul and many others. No matter how many times the mainstream media and other politicians have dismissed his views as “conspiracy theories” or worse, what he predicted has and is coming to pass. In what must be frightening to the present day central bankers, the public is not in the mood to let the Federal Reserve off the hook anymore, and are clamoring for a full audit of the Federal Reserve, including the whereabouts and disposition of all the funds distributed under the TARP Program.
(Imagine their surprise if they find that most of the funds have been given to banks and bankers!)
Will the public demand the full audit proposed in Dr. Paul’s original “Audit the Fed” bill (HR 1207/S 604) or will they lose interest and settle for the watered-down audit in the amended bill proposed by Fed apologist Mel Watt, Democrat from North Carolina, which does not require full disclosure of most activities of the Federal Reserve, our federally-licensed but privately-owned central bank?
Or will the American people be distracted by yet another crises, like a flu pandemic or enemy attack?
Time will tell.
Let’s hope Americans have learned that you don’t get the government you deserve.
You get the government you demand.
I will leave you today with these thoughts of Thomas Jefferson which he uttered while debating the renewal of an earlier privately-owned central bank license. (The latest gang were smart enough to have their appointment made indefinite.):
Thanks for reading.
The Gipper once said:
“The trouble with our liberal friends is not that they are ignorant, but that they know so much that isn’t so.”
He had a way of putting things, didn’t he?
In a previous job, I used to have a lot of time to chat with co-workers, one-on-one, which gave me an opportunity to discuss one of my favorite subjects, the Constitution of the United States.