June 2007 Archives

I had another lucid dream experience (I realized I was in a dream, assumed control, and started manipulating the dreamworld) waking up this morning.

I became lucid in an alley (can't particularly recall how it got to that point), but my first action was to try and pick up a large delivery truck, about the size of a U-Haul. I grabbed it by the front end and lifted like I would lift a basket of clothes; nothing happened. Realizing just doing it wasn't going to get it done, I basically told myself that I was going to lift the truck, and that the truck would lift itself off the ground. After a couple of seconds of focus, I tugged on the truck once more, only to find that this time, it lifted off the ground as easily as a balloon. Wow!

I held it up in a 45 degree angle to the ground for a few seconds, feeling no strain, while observing the seeming effortless feat I had just performed. Not knowing full well what I was doing, I dropped the truck as carelessly as you would let go of a balloon and watch it drift to the ground for a few seconds. Bad idea. The truck slammed to the ground, bounced up once, and slowly rolled onto its side. It was a huge impact! It felt like a fucking truck dropped out of the sky, right next to me.

Two things: 1. I've never had a truck make a tremendous gravity-driven impact right next to me. How would my mind simulate such a thing, the thing being such a terrifyingly accurate (from what I can imagine) simulation of a horrible impact, a real-time mangling of the truck due to the collision, and all the accompanying reactions from around me (car alarms started going off and people came from nearby to have a look)? 2. What kinds of amazing things could I conjure up in a state of lucidity? What if I decided to become Adam: Destroyer of Worlds, and lay waste to everything around me with hand-projected concussion batteries, fire, and the ability to lift and discard anything in my sight?

That would be a cool dream. I hope to do that next time.

I just clicked "publish" on my previous post, read it a few times, and then realized I needed to make another post. Rebate!

See, I implied that the blood of the dead -- in this case, the death toll related to the Iraq festivities -- was on the hands of the pro-war crowd. It is, and it isn't. I've been sitting around, walking around, drinking around, not sleeping around, the idea of culpability. It's easy for all of us to blame other people for our failings as a human race. In the case of Iraq, it's easy to blame Bush, then to blame the 583 people in Florida who punched a chad for him, then to blame all the democrats who voted to give him carte blanche, then to blame the press for not covering it right, but that's an incorrect line to walk on.

You want to know who's at fault for all the dead?

I have one little addition to my previous post, but it is a big enough clarification to warrant its own webblogitron publishing action. Then, once I'm done talking about it, we can return to regularly scheduled Adam Danger dot com party fuck festivities.

The Iraq war, as it is commonly referred to, was/is not a mistake. You often hear it referred to as such: "a horrible mistake," "a terrible mistake," "a huge mistake," "the biggest mistake our country ever made," et cetera. Classifying the scope of the entire Iraq situation as a "mistake" is wrong. A mistake is a forgivable offense.

What the Iraq mission is now is a human disaster. The actions by our government, which brought along the war, were measured, deliberate acts of mass murder.

That's all, really. To you anti-war types: please stop referring to the Iraq war as a mistake; it makes you sound stupid. To you pro-war types: fuck you all. You make me really sad that there might not be such a thing as hell to give you eternal consequences for your reprehensible positions. Luckily, you will all die, and the blood on your hands will eventually decompose along with your corpses. The memory of your anti-human agenda will not.

Bill O'Reilly is a straight shooter. He shoots so straight, I mean, you couldn't shoot any straighter. His shots are a literal perfect theoretical line between two coplanar points: what he's shooting with, and what he's aiming at.

Yep! His straight-shooting talking points last night were fantabulously on the money, calling out think tank Project for Excellence in Journalism about their report on cable news coverage (and how it relates to Iraq) that came out May 25th. It's all hot now because filthy liberal dogs in the blogosqueer (lib blogs) have been referencing it. Dig these killer talking points, dudes:

Now we've done hundreds of Iraq reports on this program, as you know. But we don't do the carnage du jour. We don't highlight every terrorist attack because we learn nothing from that. And that's exactly what the terrorists want us to do. I mean, come on, does another bombing in Tikrit mean anything other than war is hell? No, it does not.

In my opinion, CNN, and especially MSNBC, delight in showing Iraqi violence because they want Americans to think badly of President Bush. And that strategy has succeeded.

So their Iraqi coverage is more political than informational, again in my opinion. Could be wrong about CNN. I'm not wrong about the committed left wing crew over at NBC.

Fuckin OUCH, baby! He's riffing on MSNBC and their constant coverage of the Iraq war, showing dead troops, dead babies, Iraqi brain splatter patterns, and everything else. Wait, what's that? Adam Danger dot com decided to check out the actual report he's referencing? No way! Click on that bad boy to look at these figures I'm about to quote:

Overall, MSNBC and CNN were much more consumed with the war in Iraq than was Fox. MSNBC, for instance, devoted nearly a third of the time studied to the war (26% on the policy debate, 3% on events on the ground and 2% the homefront). Fox, by contrast, spent less than half that much time on the war--15% in all, (10% on the policy debate, 3% on events in Iraq and 1% on the homefront).

It's illustrative to reference the actual report. When broken down to policy stories, events on the ground, and homefront, you see that the difference between MSNBC and Fox's coverage of (O'Reilly's term) "the carnage du jour" is NONEXISTENT. The difference is a civic-minded 16% (sixteen fucking percent!!) difference in the coverage of the policy debate. Factually speaking, if you believe this report, Fox is spending equal time with its uber-evil liberal rival MSNBC in covering daily instances of violence, but underserving its viewers in the policy debate quite substantially.

Why is that? Bill?

The bottom line is this. We've reported time and again that the war in Iraq is indeed a mess. There's little news value in broadcasting daily bombings. By the way, FOX News continues to crush CNN and MSNBC in the ratings, as the folks know news when they see it. And that's the "Memo."

Fox's viewers tune out if there's a debate on whether we should stay the course in Iraq, and they lose money. Got it. Fox's viewers are therefore living in a fantasy land where they don't have the facts, but they have a virtual GPS on Anna Nicole's corpse, and can tell you the exact hour Paris Hilton will emerge from tha slamma. Cool. I'm glad I have caught this one-time error on the part of Mr. O'Reilly, so he can regain his reputation as the ultimate human perfection in shooting straight.

As I was walking around Redmond this afternoon, I noticed that the town is populated almost entirely by 28-58 year old white and Indian people. Some of the whites are European, some are classic American whiteneck and redneck, but it's a pretty goddamn whitebread town. There is an element, though, which makes little sense to me.

Is it the proximity to a major West Coast urban area? Redmond has a bunch of whugs cruising around. What's a whug? A white person who tries to look like a black gansta-rapper-emulating thug, that's what it is. I saw a man walking with a fat white woman today (it was 65 degrees and sunny), and this man was clad entirely in black winter wear, with a big, puffy segmented coat (not unlike Goretex George from The Dinner Party) and a pair of sagging athletic warmup pants. On his head, he donned a white bandana, folded to cover his head like a beanie and put two knots at each of his temples. Weird!

However, not an isolated case. Whugs are always walking around Redmond during the daytime, at the Town Center, at various 7-11s, and definitely at the fast food joints. I don't understand why there are whugs in Redmond, and I similarly don't understand what it is that they do here. There's no night life, no stoops, no record stores, and only one or two tobacconists. If anyone can shed light, feel free, but for now... I remain perplexed!

I figured I should have some legit content for y'all while I'm still in the learning/construction phase for categorizing/beautifying/dimensionalizing my movable type bloggins. What I realized was, I had this crazy dream the other night which I haven't shared with anyone else.

DREAMBLOGGIN!

So anyway, you... I had a strange strange dream waking up the other day. It was proceeding like any other dream (I was spending a large part of my dream trying to get my brother's ex-girlfriend -- not that one, Coz -- to take her clothes off via webcam by convincing her I was my brother). Anywho, I reached some sort of episode where I was in a high-rise hotel room with a couple of business associates (including one Fabiano), and we were... transacting some business. The details were unclear. The details are always unclear with my dreams.

The point of this all is, once I left the hotel room we were all in, we intended to head to the elevator. Suddenly, I was hit with a sinking feeling of dread, as the entire hotel seemed to lurch on its foundation. Was it the motion? Something about motion affects dreamstate, I am positive of it. According to the writings of Dr. Stephen LaBerge (http://www.lucidity.com) one great way to focus on remaining in a dreamstate upon discovery of lucidity (i.e. becoming lucid, that is, aware of the fact that you are experiencing altered awareness while navigating a dream) is to look straight to the ground. If you're on a tile floor, for instance, you'll want to crouch and focus on the tiles. Doing something like examining the intricacies of the design your mind has created/recalled is helpful, in my experience.