Pillow Talk at the Met!!

Well actually the Hollywood Bowl. You know where the cops try to muscle out the masses, especially now that the place is allowing Devil Music in season. The Rock N Roll Sleaze is out, but they have no backing like before.

Popular culture and little culture together.  Careful now, wouldn't want to wake up old San Gabriel!

El Presidente and the Lips

Yet as they were making there way into the land of brave and free, what was old Bubba Up to? He was spearheading a nice university crowd, making sure it was juicy tender for an Asian Economic Assault, and on his way to building a "Foundation" what, what!! Just another fool in the "Know" getting his last kicks before it all goes to hell. The saddest part of all is seeing the generations of Junkers once, Oceans away and happy now joining forces with what's vomitting money in our economy. He does not want me telling you this, just like George Bush does not like me spouting my mouth on his business.

California Moonshine!!

The Pat Brown Institute instigated a thinking conundrum today gambling on the fact that traffic and government need cohesion. Behind it is work, ahead of it is the economy and all the suckers that come with it.

Either way, it has come to a tail and whoever lashes out to it. Now wait a minute, whose should be taking the helm? Teachers? Students? The Government in it's bare ass nekedness? No, No, No!! This requires serious thought, and the only people to do it are those who we think we have advantage over.

Get them out there, and don't even think about Taxis, that is a cardinal sin in California and poor sap who takes that bait is destined to find sever trauma and of course financial loss. Naturalness and the automobile is what we were promising each other years back, but then again that is what happens when deception takes place. The truth is someone needs to guide the P.T.A. in Liberty and Justice to not clog the neighborhood and spit out gas. Someone needs to make sure that a major artery gets itself out of of that New York Mo-Mo our and into a Western motife, and some-one has to figure out how to make the freeways go again in Los Angeles. The government and the California Pipeline of power won't let go of their precious cargo and the Oil interest groups are riding it past hog heavan, past the end of the world, and probably into giant Space Worm's posterior, hoping that it is better than the those of livestock.

These things cannot come from government, but government will not let these things, go, waiting for the old Economy to come hither and make it run again. So they give out contracts and hail the north of the state as if it has not gone too far this time around.  If the problem is not solved by good graces, and happy accomplishment, I guess we are no better than say, the Ukraine, or worse, Bulgaria!!

No one wants to go to an inter-governmental meeting in Southern California. It is like being stuck at your in-laws. I cannot solve these problems only "Policy-Makers" can but they are stuck sticking their heads up .... well for all practical purposes, call 'em incompetent. 

The Business of Politics!!

Look at the Title, and think Chicken and Egg.  More importantly who ruined who? Everything is Politics now, no chance in Business, in Football. Then again it's all business too, nothing personal. Crooks in  Washington and the single shot election, high stakes, all in. Business Shareholders over the great divide, following the herd and hoping and praying that they will not be fooled into thinking that Saturday is Tuesday or Vice Versa. Who's up for aged W, with some fine wine from Riverside County,it's like Innkeeper's Mutton but real beef; or aint you got no sense. Savages beware, civilization in reverse is coming after you.

Rishard Matthews Remains Viable!!

Backstories from the Shadows are rearing their heads again in Football. The Rishard Matthews story is just the beginning, I fear. I wish I was at the Rams Practice squad, just to hear the buzz on this new notion of back-news sound-bites feasting in a time where truth is sacrificed and Football has become the new boxing, except liberte` is not to be found.

It is hard to keep up with local high school Football, especially since the cops have their finger on that trigger, and will probably let go when downtown Los Angeles becomes a small German Monarchy. We could do away with football but that would upset many, many people. For now, Seedy high school establishment P.E. teacher politics.  The up-side Villa the wonder-fullback and also dangerous safety, now ready for an extra dose of whatever processed food will be served to him, someone has to serve it to him though, and lets not forget---Winning!! I feel a swoop coming one, two three Matthews, Corey Davis, and Decker. Mariota just needs his Brutes to saddle into true Victory, give Murray the ball or hail rain from above. Hall of Fame or Bust for Mariota, I fear.

White Privlege and White President!!

A new long piece in the Atlantic Monthly is gaining momentum. I of course tried to publish my articles covering World Affairs, but they politely declined. This article is names something like the "First White President" The focus "White Privilege".

That feeling placated and shrouded in American Ignorance, places itself in a category, coupled now with European austerity austerity twice removed yet visible within the confines of the unread, and of course, patriotic. Therefore in the guise of economic culture, so wonderfully a part of American Society, the elements of privilege, once again, as a means of employment, spearheads frustration and anger. Seemingly plentiful, employment is given firstly to what was once thought as workers, but are now part of the big push, led by the once glorious, now failing high schools as "college, and a job". Therefore, as manual labor diminishes, many of workers are now unnaturally catapulted in the positions of white privilege, and are thus sustained through populist activities and divisive political tactics. Those opposed are subject biblical rapture yet only through the cogs of the economy. As a consequence of Global warming, world catastrophic events further justify the might of "austerity"(who may or may not be the enemy) and thus give virtue to both sides. As good graces of a deity, slowly give way to survival while the "few" reaps the benefits along with white privilege. Meanwhile, Donald Trump is focused on Doom!!

The Other Side!

In pretendence, I think it's time to talk about Polarization. Well the seem to have managed to get a buffoon elected, and this buffoon is backtracking into his cocoon, what a moron, wink, wink!

Let us start with pussy. Well the "others" get some just by conforming, but that's what the other side wants too. Protect the minorities and the homosexuals !! No, no they have full fledged force on that one. Hell, we've got decades on that one!! What else they got, Socialism?

So they are getting their kicks, so every ignorant purchased Toucan can have their day in the sun. Meanwhile, the Polarized minority communities and "Old San Francisco Politics" What, What!!Are leading that California Secession charge, well face it, nowhere. What,What!!

Speaking against racism, well we were just at that Political Cusp but is it leading us all into the evangelical night.

Giving high school girls and boys a run for their "money", has been existed before the media became some sort of nightmarish with busty, liberated, Female Producers, and a no nonsense, "Employment" blip. That's all about losing readership, and we want it too. It is time to think about Cusps. The drilling cowboys who didn't figure that in their stature,(after all it was only thems that were calling us sellouts) and were beginning to lose sight of the things they took credit for.

Join us, won't you?

Moving Pictures

In order to lighten the mood a bit, I thought I would steer away from the Police, and talk about the bijou. Just kidding, being in the City of Angels, and home to many concerts, and large crowded events. Lets also welcome the people from surrounding areas, such as Tangerine Land, the Beautiful Areas of San Bernardino and Riverside, and of course not to forge the people in places lie Ventura County and Santa Clarita by the amusement park. Hell most of the cops live out there.

No sir, I am talking about Standard Issue. My local cops are morons.  But lets not start pointing fingers, especially when Politics and the race card come into play. I will say it, I fear the revolution, hell it is scary, and if the cops can't take being front and center maybe they should not be in advertisement, as so many others should not be. 

Trouble with the Man!

I wanted to add to the previous article. However, due to the grammar shortage and of course the natural very base and common misconception that this is all about that old game of dancing with the devil, the cops figuring that they can represent the bully of old.

I will say that pig dropping are very common and becoming common place in our society, pegged onto the consumer price index and striking accordingly only at lunch, with rare occurrences of minority killings. After all it is now all about the mighty making righteous out of it, who cares about the past, present and future. There's more money in this than we ever imaged. Think about how we will corner the remaining commodities.

Ok, I will admit it, I needed to borrow from an old English diatribe. You know the one that focuses mostly on money. I will not continue using this language. After all they are really (wink, wink) at the heart of that young spirited push against all things establishment. I could join them too.

Fresh Game, Empire, dissenters, and of course common sense. Now, with future generation cutting through the brush of their own path, comes really good question. Does the law and order have any right to speak, think about or even hint to us the proverbs of war, when we are fighting a war that is wearing heavily on us, and is not yet even close to being over with. They should be very far away from all things conflict, and hugging all things domestic, but in their filthy corruption they are sucking in armaments, honoring and pledging their dedication to the world, and now becoming the highest authority on listening. What, What??

The Empire Strikes!!

When the enemy took wind of what was happening within the ranks of the infidel it took special care not to burn into the ranks of it's own. This went deeper than the hypocrisy, but it did not go deep enough to see the sewing being done back there.

George Bush, bless his heart was sewing from the beginning. Then,  Hillary was defeated by Barack Obama and now it was  time not for money, wink, wink, but for fame. Obama, was all about being famous, well on a positive-note uplifting the spirits of African Americans. Bush He had been sewing, building fences all of which turned out to be nothing more than an impromtu hoax. George Bush knew, at the very least, that a cushion of worldwide dominance and a generation of history book censorship might squeeze him past the bar that might be beyond say a Calvin Coolidge.

Barack Obama nestled his "investors" deep into the System, now weary of risk they are trying to cognizant make for a show with Donald Trump who is trying to read the history books and think about how this will look as he is his own "investor"  and his bet will not go as far as he thought it would, due to his own inclination of having to make compromise as any good politician might. That however, is the point of this article. Absolute morons, nincompoops are auctioning off penny tickets on the internet and taking the great emblem of journalism on a merry-go-round. Trump, I hate to say it, is one of them. His ego, however forbids him to take notice of this, and he continues to outsmart his foes in and around this circus charade for the sake of self-aggrandizement. It is for him to milk his reputation as damaged goods. The Bush family remains unscathed, but then again that is part of the boy genius side of Bush, which is of course fully-dependent on might making right, at all costs to the American Public and the duality of also being an idiot child president. Common sense comes out of this, and that is one helps Bush stand out from the crowd. Meanwhile the Greedy swine all would like to purchase their own piece of mighty righteousness. At the same vast portions of the American public are becoming dim-witted at the mercy of lets say "Demand". What, What! Did we arrange for a herd of Sea Donkeys?

On the other hand, we can just ship off all the jobs to a foreign country and say "I told you so" to the poor rovers. In comes Trump, professing to save the other people, and give license to winning again. He of course has been so out of touch with reality for decades, that his new "gig" will surely give him an audience to speak to, and lead us all into that "picnic" lifestyle, which is an insult not only to the wealthy but every one else, deluded or not .

There are some problems and issues behind the Swine and Greed. This of course is issues that have to do with Money and Growth and capital. The Billionaires, club, once Elite, reserved for a vast few, and the likes of say Richard Nixon, was all about an illusion. Turmp, after all, he was sort of an outcast in the old club of new rich, people like  Richard Branson who can have a share of fame with their fortune or even Steven Spielberg for that matter, who is not only famous but of another class of wealth. Now  it is swelling up with Spoiled uncouth rich children, and Swine so fattened and disgusting that they are putting their greasy hands once sacred shrines like Sunset Blvd and Broadway.  Bush and his father, peg their happiness on making money.  The club is more open to that rich hurdle now, Hedge Fund investors, Silcon Valley Types, The Swine, and of course  Corportocracies gunning for a something more: Fame in a Small Circle, Surreal Wealth in the face of  ignorant people, and of course Mighty Righteousness. The new club of new rich, including all have a sense of perfectly tight knit royalty to them and are content with their wealth, accolades and power.

Donald Trump's undoing of the mess is a highly specialized task that he thinks is tailored specifically to him. More power to him I say, but then comes the questions: Will he need to puff up his bank account to give him a stronger edge? I myself in journalism have come up on ethical questions constantly.  It was people like Nixon and Bush that stomped these grounds. Nixon only killed off what was left of the American Dream, bush to the bare essence of civilization, then again, being a beacon for freedom is nothing to be dismissed at any time. Bush was the man in charge, but was their cronies that pulled the pin. Trump thinks that he can fix all this and just have some things overlooked. After all he played their game and got back to where he belonged, filthy rich with a frightening amount of assets. He may be facing a new problem, however, which is the club. He might not belong to that club of new rich, even as  Donald Trump looks a bit wanting in this category, and so are many others.

But enough about fame, there's a country to run here and an enemy that needs to be defeated. War is good for the economy, but perpetual war is bad for the soul. I am in protest of this war becasue I am not sure who started it. Did those miniature sized lower animals pull this off on their own just on power of sheer muslim faith? Or did the electioneers of 2000 bet on a horse that would surely look the other way? The economy is full of talented young people giving their best to make things work out for themselves, their family and society at large.  The reality is that falling asleep knowing that , a sealed fate and of  a long time coming. Meanwhile they could loot the treasury, and side saddle the economic war with China,  and keep the filthy Oil as Spewing. The pigeons and seagulls are being gentrified.

I am in a state of Protest, this has been a ploy by the same people all along.  One way to fight this, and it is to educate future generation.

Duende!

A few weeks ago I went to the opera. In and around that time I also found a lush mountainous valley and a waterfall.

 The Opera was cat-onized. The Valley was polluted by the noises of bikers, getting their kicks on the mountain highway. The Waterfall was surrounded by irritating picture takers, and rock climbers.

The Waterfall was in Malibu- and too many people go hiking in Malibu and not in the real mountains. Conversely the bikers always go up the mountain, because it is the only place close enough without traffic, and ruin it for everyone else.

The Opera was a good, opera, but it just did not have the production value in it. I think something has been lost in the years of opera production, where the energy just is not there. It was a prim and proper English Kitty opera in German set in Turkey, but on the "Orient Express". The Opera was doomed form the beginning. The stuffy English orient express to an opera that was written by an Austro-Hungarian who is writing the Opera in Italian about Turkey is a contradiction. During the intermission a scarf dressed opera gentlemen scoffed at me, like I was not cutting the jibe at the opera. I told him to go to the dentist.

Trumps Tasks!

I would like to see Donald Trump make a showing of false presidency. He should pretend to be something. He should make himself a antique like old Civil War Muskets or Revolutionary Coins. That way we can restore our faith in the government.

Making the Press Cut in Hollywood!!

My coverage at the Writers Guild Awards at the world famous Beverly Hilton hotel can be summed up in one word, unprepared. I did not spend any extra time researching the movies or questions I would like to have asked Jeff Goldblum or James Woods, but that was not the type of preparation I am talking about, I am talking about preparing for the cutthroat Sleaze glutted bottomless pit of backstabbing, muscling and all out trench warfare for the sake of making movies. To be fair and honest, the writers might be a toned down bunch, but make no mistake they will claw out your eyeball and dice your liver just for the sake of getting better footing.

These long boring awards are like snakes waiting for you to lose your magic touch as you sit through the torture of endless categories. It was not supposed to be like this, I was supposed to sneak in the back door through the waiters entrance but once again, I was not prepared. When a nice enough waiter said that he would give me his pass, I assumed he would actually hand it to me. I could have walked right into the action, gotten the scoop on the story, but not this time, I followed him to his station where they all looked at me like I had not done my homework. Instead of sneaking past the chef yelling at the cooks into the action, I sat in rear trenches waiting for the snake creep over me.

 I did got a pretty nice shot of Oliver Stone and James Woods, and talked world politics with Richard Curtis but that was no consolation to seeing what the real Hollywood looks like on the inside.

The evening got off to a good start. A Paparazzi type photographer yelled at me for getting in the way of some up and coming, and I kicked her stand from under her, I managed to get good position on  the red carpet. Completely unprepared and with no inspiration to put on a interview face with the celebrities I finagle myself through to the cocktail party where serious Hollywood business was being discussed. I wrestled myself to the corner of the room, but the smokescreen was in full effect, I could not get a good enough picture of what was happening. I sidled myself up with some young fellow pressmen who wanted nothing to do with me so I walked around to the back corner. I could feel the attention int he room shifting towards me, but I kept looking to see if any Lizards, Sharks, or outright Hollywood Brutes would making their presence known. I spotted one, but that was the brunt of it. This was to be a stand up awards ceremony and if I wanted to get the real story I would have to break into the confines of the Ballroom Sanctuary.  Following back and forth to the red carpet and the party I spotting Jeff Daniels. He tried to drop the weights on my neck. I caught him in the act however and nailed him.

Once the awards were beginning and they would not let the Press inside, I began to plead my case to one of the stewards in the restroom, but like I said before I did not take the bait.

The rest of the evening was spent back and forth between Speeches, a nice conversation with Richard Curtis, and getting caught sleeping by Fred Armisen who managed to side-stab me.

Curtis talked how makes the UN easy to understand for the average Joe. The hardworking advertiser for the United Nations luring unsuspecting college students to a life in the Peace Corps and possibly Malaria. Though he claims to be a hard worker, so I am not sure if they got him sold on the world government thing or if he's in league with them.

Oliver Stone gave a great acceptance Speech, though before, he blew past the red carpet and after, fled the reporters following his acceptance. He talked about how he has gotten his "ass-kicked" for standing up for what he believes in and working toward change. His recent series on America's History  lay heavily into the current establishment and I am sure people inside and out of Hollywood have become sworn enemies to him.  Regardless, he has stood his ground and that is something to be admired. Very few people can get movies, much less documentaries made without compromising some sort of value system. I think Stone's position remains sincere.  Stone is able to get his point across and motivate and inspire people as he tells his stories. Hopefully the next chapter of films and filmmakers that focus on change will have the same luster and passion.

Fred Armisen Stabbed me. He is a spoiled child who milks his "talent" and stops at a glass ceiling. He is bitter, and because the press and the taletn are in the same boat, he feels like he can lay into whoever he want, whenever he wants. He was lucky that I was tired adn half asleep, otherwise I would have made and example of him. He comes from those class of people at the Saturday night live show who nested in the Service Sector, and never went much further.

The night ended with the big award. The Writer/Director/Producer/Talent of Moonlight got it. All newly christened writers one step away form being the new darlings of Hollywood. The show ended, and the big celebrities shoved off, while the newly awarded writers held  statues in the lobby.

The writers were free to y take the entire evening to their credit. I was not about to issue an all night tirade, thank to the Snake.

Randall Park from Fresh off the Boat and Veep.

Jeff Goldblum Slithering through the Red Carpet

Oliver Stone and James Woods following Stone's acceptance speech.

Trump's Tastes

When the business of government becomes the spoils of your business, and they keep talking about ethics, and you think you have the keys to a kingdom of how things once were , it is time to think about your tastes , and maybe bringing them to the center of power and politics, is something that you should have thought about when what you saw, was upsetting you.

The truth about Trump lies in his taste for fame. His ascent as a rich fellow, punching in his quest for fame along with fortune.His weatlthy status in New York, Florida, was one thing. However, so was  his ability to stay in the media, and finally earn a star in the walk of fame.

Sure the creutly of a fading spotlight may have come upon his shoulders. Though he lost his fortune, he regained somehow. Those who have had fame have all experience the agony of getting  finished off by, you guessed it, the media. A Television Show brought him back and while all the other trash that reality television had sunk to, added to a pot of gold at the end of the rigged rainbow that he kept harping against.

He played their game, he had to, and he says he's got their secrets. Us pressman are out of a job unless skip to  the Swine Policy Making, and the small time exposures that could sink a ship, as the press, being proud swine themselves, would not be ok with loose lips. After all, pressman have careers. They are good careers. Some, have good careers, on Television, and make good money, others, though are not that handsomely paid, though they get some of the nicest perks in any business, and they take of each other.

In Washington, where "interest groups" , "run the show", and they can do it from Starbucks, is all a bunch of hogwash. All these new swine are bag-men for other swine who get the truth for themselves and keep it under wraps until the press figures out that they are not welcome to it. Meanwhile the cops are corrupt and are always with their media when the political show gets moving. I personally fell siege to this when I was at a Bernie Sanders rally at the Los Angeles Harbor. Mind you I was on my best behavior, but they did not like my presence, I made something under their skin crawl. So, a young sister, in all her wisdom, thought she would bring us out to the front where we would be able talk to Sanders. A cop was standing at the gate, saw me, took a page from that  old tired baseball signalling semi-retarded communication  from  behind us and stop me straight in my tracks as everyone in front of me got through. Then he pushed the gate a little bumping me and I stood their not knowing what was going on. I was not getting through, it could mean my getting a story and being picked up by some two bit publication and maybe allow me to make a living wage on my window which was quickly closing.If had caught wind of what was happening sooner, I would have made a fuss. But I just stood their, looking like Snake Bait, as the Sister justified her wisdom, and figured that she did her job by getting the real journalist through. She was just an intern, however, and she was trying to help.

Regardless, with this "superstructure" of disgusting wealth, even the dumbest of them start learning a little, and can keep the process their exorbitant wealth protected from any looming menace. God help the media if they try to get their stories of wrongdoing through because it's their  possession. Being "below the curve",  they know that they have to protect their gold, which they have and still do, but they also became paranoid. More importantly, they do not understand things such as what fiddling around in the middle east means and do not bother to ask as a husband does not stop to listen to his wife to get directions at the gas station, out of sheer pride. The consequences are not like what they want, which is people to start singing biblical prophecies, of the rapture that was prophesized to happen in the Middle East, no. It is more like a peasant boy who wanders into the wood, that was owned by someone of stature and grace. When he ate the pig he was arrested and put in prison. There's a lot of dirty little pigs in the middle east, but they are microscopic version of the Dumb disgusting criminals who have been ravaging our country. The fact is that those tiny ones, who escape common sight, are also the terrorists.

Trump, in their eyes is a clean cut boy from New York. Our country is riding the roller coaster, of economics and politics, and a war on terror, with real work needed to to be done, and the media with nowhere to go.

Oil flows one way, the information, the other.  The question is, who's paying attention?