Public Meeting 10-17 Cambridge MA Censorship

Public Meeting 10-17 Cambridge MA Censorship
Not just left sites but many different kinds. Bloggers new policies are clear-no free speech

What Furture Will Be If We Keep Supporting Companies Like Boston Dynamics (Minus The Stupid Ending)

Ok so this is obviously the atypical British ideals of quests, knights, Holy Grail (beer at World's End) and anarchy which is the ending of this movie. It's pretty cool and a bit funny til the World's End pub scene where drunk guys defend humanity's ridiculous shortcomings and the intergalactic order destroys the area in an oddly disorderly, messy dramatic explosion. Can't say I didn't like the homeless community living scenes with zero tech.



Please be advised that this written work of mine is only THEORY. It's theorizing, pondering and amateur research. I have no belief in anything posted here because if I did I would have had legal action taken by now-until that occurs this blog can only be considered theorizing.

For years I've had here a disclaimer that says I'm often sleep deprived when posting due to my lifestyle as a houseless Traveler (and my age as well as health issues). This should be taken into consideration when viewing my posts and vids on the connected YouTube channel.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I have the same deal, and I am not homeless. I was talked into doing stupid things, like doing prank calls etc. I had a couple befriend me, and talk me into doing these sort of things. Now, these two are gone, just suddenly disappeared from my life, and never saw them again. That's a constant thing, too - having people come into your life, string you along, pretend to be your beset friend, and then just disappear one day, and never to be seen again. And the pattern would always be the same, like they would obtain my cell no. That seemed like an important goal for them. I would then get called up at strange hours and asked stupid questions, under the guise of we are just messing with you and having a good time with you. It got bad enough, that so many perp "friends" had my cell no., and I had to get it changed. Some other informants managed to get my cell no. from me, to coerce me into giving it to them, like I was duped into giving it to them. Always a goal for perps: getting my cell no. It was like a prize or trophy for them to have me give it up.