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stone-man-warrior · 4 years ago

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January 12, 2021: 4:10 pm:

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now it says I cannot edit the post I made a few minutes ago, and is refering to an app.

I don't use an app. I access from the Tumblr.com website with a computer, not a phone.

and the place where the hashtags go are saying some reference to YouTube while using Tumblr.

Tumblr is hijacked by Google and Pope Bergoglio. But Pope Bergoglio is dead, died at Grants Pass Walmart about three weeks ago when he was cut in two by the guillote they put in the front entry from time to time, that day, was one of those times.

The means Google is at the Vatican without the Pope Bergoglio. The Tumblr slaves are crying for help in ways that they are able to, with changing the way the controles work, and wishing that someone would notice.

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Edit: 4:36 pm:

Assessment:

There is something fishy going on. Everywhere.

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Edit: 4:52 pm:

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Edit: 4:54 pm:

“... and the operator say’s” ‘40 cents more for the next three minutes...”

That means the Operator was in on the call the whole time.

“Mrs. Avery” = Mrs. AV E R Y = Mrs. Audio/Visual + Power + Aaarrrgghh + “Y” signal splitter

“Mrs. Avery” = SAG Vatican terror pirate rerouting the call

It’s an avery, a place where birds are kept. Aviary (alternate spelling, Canadian accent, is Phoenician) A Coup.

The Dr. Hook & The Medicine Show song was from 1973.

The records available online say that the breakup of Bell Telephone & Telegraph (A/V) happened in 1982, but everyone knows that happened in the 1970′s. So, WT actual F is happening with that?

Y signal splitter’s work with the recorded history of the world the same as they do with pulsating signals. Truth splits to a dark place where no one can find it, a Gnosis Generator changes the truth, adds bullshit, removes some key information from the truth, then spits out the result for consumption by the people as Gnosis.

Sylvia, is gone. We are told she is moving away, never to be seen or heard from again. The operator wants more money, to keep you hanging on, to find out where Sylvia is at, and not hang up... they can‘t make any money if you hang up.

The Pope is a Crocodile (Croak-a-Dial)

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Edit: 5:24 pm:

Diana Ross = Die on a Cross (she has to learn some Carpentry first, so she can build the cross the Christian Pirates are going to nail her to, See?

(Diana Ross is musical Royalty, in more ways than one, a Supreme Being)

Fast Forward to Princess Diana for Russian Mother Hoax Fractal View through a time warp paparazzi tunnel. (Paparazzi = Papa Arrgghh Nazzi = Pope Pirate Nazi). It’s not about black or white. It’s about acceptance of the Pirate Pope, or not)

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From the Dr. Hook song I linked somewhere else:

“We got a genuine Indian Guru that’s teaching us a better way...”

It’s “Amp Guru”.

“Genuine” = Generates a Whine from a phone call, American Indian Style.

Remember what happened to all of the American Indians? (native Americans)

Then, add the phone hijack, the operator, “Turn water into wine” all boils down to “The Jim Dunlop” (all Pope, all the time, eternal Pope, Amp Guru at Vatican Choir HQ) on the phone call, listening all of the time. It must be a “Pay Phone” or the Operator would not be exposing herself like that (nun; Russian Whore). The “Turns Water into Wine” is the Modern Day Indian (you & me) all being turned into Whine... crying for help on he phone while trying to find Sylvia on a hijacked phone call where some asshole (nun) is pretending to be Sylvia’s Mother and is jacking US around on the call.

Jim Dunlop, maker of Cry Baby Wah... since 1966.

It’s a gas peddle (throttle) for “Axial Expression” (Axpression).

To Throttle, is to accelerate OR decelerate. (AKA: Buffer (time warp); Governor (leash; limiter)

On a phone call, it controls the speed at which you will decide to accept the Pirate Pope later on, after more effects are applied to the mix, and you slowly learn intuitively about the Christian Pirate Ship, it’s Captains, the size... enormity of the boat, and the French speaking scalawags who crew the thing. They need you and me to move the boat forward, we are the sail on the mast in the wind. We are Jesus. A sale on a pirate ship. nailed.

If you have a Bic Lighter, and learn about the Chi that resides within you, and also carry and use a fingernail clipper for defense, you can defeat the pirates.

A Chihuahua armed with hot sauce and sharp teeth.

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Edit: 6:05 pm:

Once again, the puzzle parts add up to reveal a glimpse into the Vatican, through the television screen, as it looked in 1965 - 1966 and thereabout, to see the Puppets of the Thunderbird’s TV show, “the Tracy’s at Volcano Island”, are “Amp Guru”, and “Amp Guru” is a culmination of all of the Pope’s throughout recorded history AD, materialized, as “The Jim Dunlop”, Captain of One Vatican Pirate Ship.

Read this account to see how that was decoded with a secret agent decoder ring from an old box of Cracker Jack’s over the past six years, and a lot of life experience.

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Edit: 6:17 pm:

At the 1:25 minute mark, Jim Dunlop Amp Guru thugs are sent to hassle Jimmi, right there on stage. They Rush him, get all in his face while he’s performing and he does not even miss a lick.

He did not sign-up to be a Christian Pirate. He played left handed, with a right-handed guitar, upside down, to try to show you and me that there is something important to know about the guitar. He had plenty of Chi, was able to be among the very best of the best of guitar players, with a upside down and backwards guitar played on the opposite side.

Fucking Genius.

They sent Jimmi to the 27 Club, where he met Sylvia, they remain there with Janice Joplin, and others at the 27 Club Great Gig in the Sky.

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Edit: 6:31 pm:

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Edit: 6:41 pm:

Personal note:

This past week has included that my vision was very poor while trying to write, trying to see to cook some food, to see to walk around or do anything at all. But today something has changed, the local terror cells are not releasing the kind of poison gas that affects vision, I can see clearly today. That has not been the case this past week at all, and has been ongoing for many years as the local terror cells release a variety of poison gasses into the surrounding area, the “return air” vent on the forced air heating system draws the poison gasses into the house through the chimney, dryer vent, window “weep holes”, and other household venting and cracks and holes that exist in all houses. The windows are all closed, but the heater return air vent creates a negative pressure condition inside the house, and draws air in from outdoors where the air has been saturated with poisons released by the neighboring terror cells.

If it’s happening to me, it could be happening to you too.

My vision is perfect today, all day. Something changed outside.

That above is strange, it’s the 12th, but that grey area says it’s the 13th. The post there behind the grey area is titled “January 12, 2021: 3:57 pm:”

This one:

I am not able to make edits to that one, it’s locked up by Tumblr. If I try to make additional comment, that other blue message that says something about a Tumblr App shows up, prevents me from further additional comment.

If I could make additional comments to that other post featuring Donald Trump on the cover of the Rolling Stone, then, I would say more about what happened on January 6, 2021 at the Fred Meyer Gas Station when that Salem Oregon Government Bus showed up with the explosive guitar bombs inside, and Mark Keisel was there to make the hit to kill me, but exploded with others who were on that Salem Oregon Government Bus after I defended against Keisel. If I could make additional comments to that post above, on the actual post that’s is locked up and is not accessible for making further comment, then, I might be tempted to say that Donald Trump was also on the Salem Oregon Government Bus that was sent to kill me at the Fred Meyer Gas Station on the 6th of January, at precisely 3:36 pm (I have the receipt in my pocket still).

I might comment that the Bus exploded with Donald Trump on it somewhere nearby the Josephine County Sheriff’s Office on F St., about one-quarter mile from the Fred Meyer Gas Station in Grants Pass, but I can‘t do that, they have me locked out of that one particular post, the one with the mystery 13 on it in the screenshot above.

I could say a whole bunch of additional stuff about that.

The important part to what I might say is that all of that bullshit reported on Twitter about a White House invasion, is all bullshit. What that really is, is a way for Nancy Pelosi to say that Donald Trump exploded on a Salem Oregon Government Murder Hit Bus, and the shit went side-ways.

That is what that is all about in the Twitter news, and everything being said and done by the SAG Congress, Pelosi & Company, is all to make distraction so that no one will be interested in knowing where Donald Trump might be. Even Joe Biden is in on covering for the whereabouts of Donald Trump in the Twitter news.

It’s all bullshit! The whole WH invasion of January 6, 2021, is bullshit cover story done by SAG US Congressional Shills!

He was on the Salem Government Bus when the thing exploded into bits from at least one guitar bomb that was also on the bus, built by Mark Kiesel of Keisel Guitars. The explosives are suspected to have been provided by Micheal Moore of “Super Size Me” fame. If not, Mr. Moore knows where the explosives came from.

Send help to Oregon, learn more.

Please send medical services.

Bring your own hospital.

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Edit: 7:37 pm:

This is a good place to make a REMinder about 737 MAX Airplanes and that I was there, at Boeing Seattle in 1998 when the place was taken by machine gun wielding terror soldiers who did not speak any English at all.

“What did those guys look like?”

Thank you for asking, good question.

You know that Die Hard movie with Bruce Willis at the Christmas Party?

Those blonde guys with long hair. They looked just exactly like those guys, at two of them did.

They killed all of the office workers. Young women who worked in the office at Boeing Seattle. They were called out to the airplane assembly area near the big door to the enormous hanger that Boeing is. It’s a big hanger where airplanes are built.

The women were lined up against a wall, told to say who they were, and what their job titles were, then, the people were separated, “these people over here, those people go over there”, and one of the groups of all women were shot against the wall. There was someone there in the Boeing tour group that I was part of who did some interpreting for the people with the machine guns. I was asked to speak to the women before they were shot also, to ask them what their job title were.

The bottom line here is that all of the math works out that SAG/Britain/Vatican/German terror is planning to use those “Grounded” (modified for terror) 737 MAX to do aerial spraying of poison gas over large populous regions some where. I suspect it’s a global operation in USA and Asia, maybe South America too. There are a whole bunch of those airplanes, plenty of time to make modifications has passed, and they had time to move them around to different parts of the world also.

I suspect Mustard Gas.

Also, reminder that I was there in 1970 when all of those rock star musicians I tell of from time to time were saying that the goal was to eliminate the population of the world, to reduce the population of the WORLD to about 500,000 people. That’s Half-Million people remaining after the “50 Year Plan“ is done. (Five-Hundred-Thousand inhabitants of the globe)

They were serious about that. We can see that they were serious about that. There are numerous clues, indicators, guidance, all that leads to a global depopulation of Biblical Re-Genisis magnitude.

Start Over... is the plan.

Those with SAG Cards in good standing, dues paid in full, might survive, if they are among the ones who draw the long straws, not the short ones at the “Heaven’s Gate” somewhere. (SWSX Terror Convention; It’s compass, points down, and to the left, depending on what hemisphere you are on at the time you take a look at the compass. I think. Maybe it’s a Thompson, goes up, and to the right when fitted with a full drum magazine, so, Hemispherical considerations are warranted, with respect to the right & left hemisphere’s of the human brain, for making the correct choices at the SXSW terror convention on Judgement Day for SAG Card Holders w/Dues Paid in Full, card in good standing)

This is not a joke, I am not making this up.

I was there. At the table at the time.

I was about ten years old. I remember.

So, that is the most important thing to know about why Donald Trump could have been inside of a Salem Oregon Government Bus at the Fred Meyer Gas Station on the 6th of January, 2021, and exploded when the shit went side-ways.

What’s more important is the date, the timing seems to be on or near the 20th of January, 2021, for the planned Boeing MAX aerial Mustard Attack of the world. (Grey Poupon, for decoding purposes. French’s will also work for decoding Twitter news, and promotional email from Music Industry Advertisers and Retailers)

Oregon is the place where a vast majority of the terror is HQ’d. California is where the most leadership is, Washington DC are all puppets, only the messengers, as far as I can tell. Congress is a voice of hidden leadership at corporate offices of all kinds, perhaps. But the highest of terror high command appears to be the “Amp Guru” the “Jim Dunlop” the “Vatican Choir”. Those seem to be higher command level than “British House of Lords”, or, could actually be the very same, could be British House of Lords = Amp Guru.

I still recommend the best defense for immediate results is to take Twitter offline. Make it go away. Even a temporary hiatus for a couple of months would help. The most commands come through the Twitter news stories, coded into them.

Would the world be so horrible without Twitter that the safety measure cannot be done at least temporarily?

Google is the same as the Pope’s Office Filing Secretary.

Google corporate and the mechanisms the make it work have to be taken into custody of Global Security persons who are opposed to being exterminated like a bug in a jar filled with Raid. Are there such persons left alive somewhere?

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Edit: 8:45 pm:

There are some people who know that the explanation about the Boeing 737 MAX attack already has come to this very point once before in the past. Only few people are aware of that, and all of the recorded documentation was deleted, made unavailable for me, but is available to others somewhere, I don’t know exactly where, but the Oval Office is a likely place to find those records, or access to them, from Beta Twitter in around 2008 and also on old Tumblr account, and also on old Google+ accounts.

The people who stopped the attack the first time are probably all dead now.

So, here you go, there is no Russia.

Don’t drop this this time:

It’s Mongolia.

They are no terrorists in Mongolia. They don‘t have any nuclear warheads in Mongolia, I don‘t think Mongolian’s even have an internet.

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Edit: 9:08 pm:

Think about this please:

Size and scope demonstration of Vatican pirating in USA:

Let’s say you are a terror army leader who’s army uses nitrous oxide as a primary weapon, your goal for the time being is the kill and replace as many US Citizen voters as possible without being caught. You need a way to get nitrous gas into as many households as is possible. So, you convince the Residential Window Manufactures that they need some representation in DC, to lobby for concerns about climate change that affect the manufacture rules for window makers. The window manufacturers consortium is created because you are really good salesman. So, once that is done, you convince congress that it’s a good idea to mandate that there will be some small holes put onto the bottom of all the windows sold in USA, “Weep Holes” are invented for the purpose that if some condensation happens to gather on the windows, it will drip down safely out of the house through the “Weep Holes” in all of the windows, from now on.

That way, since you need to get the nitrous into as many homes as is possible, it’s much easier to do if the window has some holes there for the terror army to use a means of putting the gas into the houses so the people can be killed and replaced with other people who will vote the way you tell them to vote, making everything more predictable at election time later on.

There, you just managed to create a easy way so your terror soldiers can do their job faster, better, and by government mandate with blessings from the Window Manufacturers Consortium who are people who care about climate change.

You have been doing this a long time, and are so skilled as a salesman, that you can sell moccasins to an Eskimo, and snow shoes to a native American in Arizona, no problem.

You learned long ago, that making things easy for the pirates, speeds the boat along and that a little grease in the grooves makes the guillotine blade come down much smoother. Holes in the window, are grease on a guillotine groove.

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Edit: 9:34 pm:

I go to the store, and there is always some asshole who wants to bum a cigarette as I come out of the store, or wants a couple of dollars for gas.

That’s a lobbyist in training.

A lobbyist, literally, are people who go to places where congressional members are likely to be, such as in the lobby at Capitol Hill. The congressional members need to come out of their offices at least once per day, so, go bum a smoke, hang out in the lobby and wait until they walk by, to ask for some gas money.

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Edit: 10:03 pm:

(Pacific Power Corp turned off my power for just one second as I went to share this next part here, as I pasted the URL for this Buick Commercial, the power went off long enough to knock out my modem, and stop my computer from running. This is big terror news here, it’s revealing, is a major peice of evidence of the Window Manufacturer’s Consortium being used to put holes in everyone’s windows, by government mandate)

As I was saying when I was so rudely interrupted by Pac-Pow:

You are are a Christian Pirate Leader, are on TV, and with this commercial have instructed millions of terror pirate scalawags that you were successful at putting holes in all of the windows in USA, and their job will be much easier after all of the new houses are built after this ad was aired.

Grease, on the grooves of the guillotine ad:

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Edit: 10:23 pm:

I need some assistance to keep the connection from being hijacked all the time.

Pac-Pow zapped my power, but that is not all, the Centurylink/Google/Tumblr terror consortium is still fucking with me also. Pac-Pow is the right hand, Centurylink is the left hand, Google is the brains of the three, and tumblr is like a pen that won‘t work all of the time, or a pencil that keeps breaking, have to keep sharpening the damn thing.

That Norton product is fake, I pay a lot of money annually for Norton 360, but they give me that fake one, I can’t do anything about it. It’s been fake since day one. I have been able to get a real copy in the past, but they change it in the background to that fake one. It’s been about fifteen years since I was able to download the real Symantec product. I pay for Norton 360, but I get Symantec Life Lock instead. Centurylink can and does do a lot of invisible hokus pokus with that fake product they came up with. You could have the same problem on your computer. There is nothing you can do to get the product you pay for, that is what you get. It never finds any problems, ever.

My computer must be perfect.

That thing that happened with the power going off was like this, I suspect:

I went to YouTube. I knew exactly what I was looking for. I typed a YouTube search for “Buick commercial with All Buick’s will have holes in the side”, which is another commercial about the same thing, except the ad says “all Buick’s will have holes in the side” on the commercial I was specifically looking for on YouTube. Then, what happened, is a flag went up at Google HQ, they know that the Buick commercials are a problem, so the called Pacific Power right away to scare me away from posting the commercial to show you about the Weep Hole terror at the US Government Mandate level.

Google initiated the power cut at my house, lasted only a second or two.

Please help make the connection secure at least, if you won‘t send medical help.

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Edit: 11:17 pm:

Local Update:

A walk to the mailbox was uneventful.

There is no mail, just air inside the mailbox.

It’s warm, is 51 degrees outside and drizzling.

The warmth could be the reason my vision is do good today, as the forced air heating has not been on much today, I have the thermostat set for 59 degrees lately, down from 61 degrees after getting a giant size electric bill last month. The warm temperature and absence of use of the return air making the negative pressure condition could be why not much airborne gas came into the house today, my vision was very good for all but about one hour today.

The Myers have all of their interior lights turned off, and have a altarnate porch light turned on at the addition entrance that was put onto the house about three years ago. The holiday lighting around the door remains on.

Chapman’s is showing signs of strangers at 3701 Russell road with unusual lighting habits.

All remains dark at 520.

I did not pay attention to trash can conditions, was interested in Myers.

Freebergs is nearly dark, one internal house light can be seen from the road, just one small string of holiday lights out by the roadside is on.

Monroe Offensive Trailer has lighting on at the entry and a small blue glow in the rearmost part of the trailer is present. Monroe’s trailer was dark last night. The Copper colored Toyota or GMC Canyon truck that was at the Monroe trailer is no longer there at the trailer, could be in the driveway as usual. I did not go over that way.

Bells is all dark from where I can see.

I don’t have a view of Phillips 507 to ever say anything about, but there has been absence of activity there for some time, but I don‘t go outside often enough to know about much activity, only static conditions. It’s too dangerous to go outdoors in day time for any length of time.

Chartrand’s is per yesterday as far as I can see.

Dietrick’s turned off the extra porch yellow bug light that was on last night, it’s back to one yellow porch light showing now.

Clyde Baum’s seems a bit darker, less lighting than is usual. I don‘t have good access to a view to know what is normal and was is not.

If I looked at Strong’s, I did not see anything remarkable, I was in hurry, and did not want to fuck around, so, I don’t know, have to look later.

That’s all.

There were no indications of traffic noises near or far.

The Norton security “background tasks” pop-up window was on the computer screen when I returned from a five minute walk. Only five minutes of idle time had taken place, as is usual for the Norton pop-up, despite that it’s supposed to wait about a half-hour before doing background idle work.

The Norton pop-ups are being used to fool someone, somewhere, and have been for many years.

The heater was just on, my vision is poor now.

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Edit: 1-13-2021: 12:06 am:

The thing about the “Weep Holes” in the windows, I have known for decades, I did not know the magnitude of it though until more recently.

I was held captive by Eastwood Guitars and other music industry terror operatives in around 1998 - 2002, forced to design many things for many different terror cells. This guitar is one of my designs. I have never been given credit for any of the things I designed, but that is not important, what is important is that I included a lot of hidden ideas into the things I was forced to design, and this Bucklund model is one of them. It’s designed after, and in association to my knowledge of the Weep Holes, and their connection to the Buick advertising. The guitar is a Buick. It was done to show later, if I could get free of the captivity, that the window Weep Holes are a product of terrorism, done by the same groups of people who were holding me and my family captive.

I am free of that captivity, but into another kind of the same captivity now.

It’s a Buick.

It was designed to explain the Weep Holes that were put there so that the nitrous would be easier to put into the victims homes.

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Edit: 1-13-2021: 12:39 am:

One more time:

The nitrous oxide gas won’t hurt you, and, it won’t hurt the sword wielding terror Christian Pirate who is putting it up your nose. You don‘t smell it. You don‘t see any gas. You can‘t taste that the gas is there. You have no idea that you are being gassed. The terror soldier is fully aware of where the gas is, what direction it will go. They can take precautions that you are not going to do.

The gas does not hurt you. It does make you dumber than a box of rocks at a quarry. Stupid dumb. You will laugh your ass off, as the terror soldiers entertains you momentarily, just long enough to make you put your hands into the hand cuffs they bring with them. The sword is a last resort, just in case you fight back. They want to capture you, not kill you right away. They need to know where the rest of your family is at, and where your assets are at, and how to access them. They take you to a dungeon, basement somewhere, or a empty warehouse to torture you so you will talk. Once they are done, you will be begging them to kill you, it’s that bad.

The gas does not kill you, won‘t hurt you.

The terror soldiers kill you.

The nitrous works as a truth serum, it removes all of your instincts to protect yourself, is invisible in every way, it will make you tell the truth, you cannot tell a lie when exposed to nitrous gas, it won‘t work if you try. You will lead them directly to your family. It’s a pain reliever, you won‘t scream, they can torture you at a mall parking lot at Christmas time, you won‘t scream, no one will know as they pass by with Black Friday Sale Items.

You are not immune to nitrous gas.

If you think you are stronger than the gas, you are fool, and are exactly the kind of victim that makes a good target.

Terror soldiers, Christian Pirates, do the killing, not the gas.

That, and it’s cheap to make. For $50 you can buy everything needed to make an ample supply at any well stocked farm supply store, a visit to a department store for a coffee maker, and gag shop for some balloons to store it in. For another $50 you can get the professional pressure tank at any well equipped plumbers supply outlet.

Plumbers test ball is the preferred pressure tank among the Christian terror pirates, rectally holstered:

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Edit: 1-13-2021: 3:01 am:

I am being throttled by the internet terror consortium, Google/Centurylink/Tumblr in so many ways it’s not easy to know which of the group is doing what particular digital hokus pokus.

For the past few hours, these conditions are notable:

The day started with the Tumblr app notice on my previous post featuring Donald Trump on the cover of the Rolling Stone, then, I was not allowed to make additional edits to that, had to start a new post, this one.

After that, the page I was working on, would jump all around, I go to type some words, and the page goes flying up to some other place.... have to find my curser, I know it must be around here somewhere... so, that happened all day.

Then later, after the bit about the plumbers test ball, the internet just stopped working... the computer was working. The modem was working. All of the internet connections where in place, and were working, but there was no connection... all of the pages I tried to go to were blank.

“Sorry, we can‘t find that web site, please try again later and check your connection settings...”

Assholes.

One page did work. I was able to connect to Google Gmail to see the contents of my Google Gmail. Yahpoo mail was gone, so was Wikipedia Ten Codes link... all blank, but all the modem lights were on, and the internet connection indicator said all was good.

It was like I was totally stranded, even worse than I already am stranded.

I broke the internet.

The whole thing for about two hours.

This happened:

See, says it’s all good at the bottom right where the internet connection icon is at.

They gave me that scary message, says my privacy is important there at the top... they are going to go ahead and route my privacy somewhere else, it says.

Terrorist bastards.

That was the case after posting the photo of the plumbers test ball, immediately after that.

I am glad it works now. Even if there is no one there who will talk to me.

I got a phone call on Sunday, it’s Wednesday now, but I did not answer the phone call, or check the message, it’s too dangerous to check a phone message when the US President is chasing after you, to kill you. Trust me, that is scary.

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This Just In:

1-13-2021: 2:50 pm:

See that? The way the movie camera icon is not working?

The Google/Centurylink/Tumblr internet terror consortium strikes again. They won‘t let me post the link to the Ozzy Ozbourne version of the Stepenwolf song Born to be Wild, where it’s all different kinds of fucked up at Ozzy’s House too.

Did you know that Ozzy Ozbourne has gone through somewhere around 22 spinal surgeries in his lifetime? All result of Amp Guru and the Vatican Choir terror pirates beating the living daylight out of him for writing and singing the revealing lyrical content he exposes in his music. They didn‘t send him the Great Gig in the Sky just yet, instead, the tossed Sharron at him, and then later, the gave him a reality TV show, Jimmi Hendrix Stage Rush style at his house every minute of every day.

Look at the date of the weird Ozzy song at the linked page above.

Ozzy, doing Stepenwolf’s Born to be Wild, featuring Ms. Piggy and The Count on backing vocals:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c1NGzog11vc

(Factoid: It is musically forbidden to do a cover of Born to be Wild, and/or Deep Purple’s Smoke on the Water, the Vatican Choir Amp Guru murder police will track you down, burn your guitar, and bury you in your amplifier if your band plays those at a night club)

Save Ozzy, save the world. He can tell all, people will listen.

Note to Mr. Osbourne: You may not remember the day I chased those Amp Guru thugs out of your house in So Cal, but if you think about that very narrow doorway at your studio, the one I walked through and sat down, and wrote you a note, to say what little I knew at the time, you may recall the day I chased thugs from your home.

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1-13-2021: 3:30 pm:

Terror math:

It’s about the Bass (Base) of Global terror.

Black Sabbath: N.I.B.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jB84LL-Z8TU

Just the title is all you need.

There must be a Knight around here somewhere, a stowaway scalawag.

Perspective is necessary from a listener, audience standpoint.

You need prerequisite knowledge about coded language of the entertainment industry, here, specifically, scale is not a factor. Whatever it is, can be as large or small as is needed at a given time, so, ...

N.I.B. contains three periods. Those are “Blood”, “Moons”, “Months”, “Heads”, “Stones” and “O’s”... other as needed.

So, N.I.B. = NOIOBO

It’s a SAG thing to start with (Head Start). Ozzy and SAG are not getting along very well at the time.

Three Stooges show up, beat the living daylight out of Ozzy Osbourne for having recorded the song “War Pigs”.

So, “Spread Out”: N O I O B O

Step the fuck back, have a look.

We have to consider the global magnitude:

Ozzy is from Britain, or UK, somewhere close to the source (Sorcerer)

So, they sort things out over there, God’s job. is to sort things out. (Google)

So, sort it out: “N O Ten Downing B O”

Maybe we can Start there.

I see nitrous there. N O is nitrous.

“Nitrous Oxide Ten Downing B O”

Sounds offensive to me.

“Nitrous Oxide Ten Downing B Offensive”

Hmmmm....

Where is that Ten Downing (I O Downing) again? It’s in Britain, we already decided it was all about the Bass (Base).

“Nitrous Oxide Ten Downing British Offensive”

Conclusion:

“N.I.B. = Nitrous Oxide Ten Downing British Offensive”

Perspective:

N.I.B. by Black Sabbath

(Nitrous Oxide Ten Downing British Offensive by Black Sabbath)

(Nitrous Oxide Ten Downing British Offensive by NO² Sunday, See?)

Oh, yeah

Some people say my love, cannot be true Please believe me, my love, and I'll show you I will give you those things, you thought unreal The sun, the moon, the stars all bear my seal

Oh, yeah

Follow me now and you, will not regret Leavin' the life you led, before we met You are the first to have, this love of mine Forever with me 'til the end of time

Your love for me has just got to be real Before you know the way, I'm goin' to feel I'm goin' to feel, I'm goin' to feel

Oh, yeah

Now I have you with me, under my power Our love grows stronger now, with every hour Look into my eyes, you'll see who I'm My name is Lucifer, please take my hand

Oh, yeah

Follow me now and you, will not regret Leaving the life you led, before we met You are the first to have, this love of mine Forever with me 'til the end of time

Your love for me has just got to be real Before you know the way, I'm goin' to feel I'm goin' to feel, I'm goin' to feel

Oh, yeah

Now I have you with me, under my power Our love grows stronger now, with every hour Look into my eyes, you'll see who I'm My name is Lucifer, please take my hand

Songwriters: Butler Terrence (usa 2), Iommi F Frank

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Black Sabbath: War Pigs:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S_A6y58afFY

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Etcetera, and so on ...

It’s Christian Pirate terror math. They do addition, with subtraction.

HMS Eleaner Rigby, is the name of the British Submarine Christian Pirate Ship.

13 January 9600

March 13 9600

3139600

Play the turn-a-round:

1339600

There is something fishy going on.

Play the turn-a-round again:

1336900

Stooges come on stage, get in your face for playing Born to be Wild:

Spread out:

13 369 00

Pirates are superstition bastards:

They want me to spread that 1 and 3 apart. Fuck that.

369 is International Pirate Code for: Eternal Progression. Eternal Power. Infinite Control, and other ways of saying that the pirating will continue ...

Fuck that too.

They work the math a little different than I do:

The double zero’s, are “Dead Bitches” in Pirate Speak.

AAaarrggghhhh!

There is more than one way to be a Pirate!

Davey Jones in Locher:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Br_-a21Myls

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tM8PHrArL_E

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indefiniteterritories · 5 years ago

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Mies van De Rohe, Nuns Island Gas Station, Refurbushment by FABG Architects, Éric Gauthier

#gas station #car #road #precedence #transformation

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philosibies · 6 years ago

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(Now Decomissioned) Gas Station by Mies Van Der Rohe (1968) on Nun's Island, Quebec Canada. via /r/DesignPorn https://www.reddit.com/r/DesignPorn/comments/c0tcv4/now_decomissioned_gas_station_by_mies_van_der/?utm_source=ifttt

#design #aesthetic

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aroundtheworldin18years · 6 years ago

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The island of Ireland is one of the most beautiful countries on God’s great Earth, but maybe we’re biased. With emerald green fields, rugged mountain ranges and sweeping coastlines; it’s easy to see why Ireland attracts tourists from across the world. Ireland is scenic and popular with walkers, anglers and adventure seekers. For those with a penchant for water it’s easy to navigate the loughs, canals and rivers by cruiser or canoe. Fringed with blue flag beaches, rocky crevices and caves, the craggy coast is just waiting to be explored. Running through the heart of Ireland is the River Shannon which flows 360 km (224 mi) from the Shannon Pot, on the slopes of Cuilcagh Mountain, County Cavan; to its final point in the Shannon Estuary, County Limerick. Our River Shannon Cruise with Emerald Star by Le Boat begins in Portumna, County Galway and ends in Carrick-on-Shannon, County Leitrim.

The River Shannon; beauty with no boundaries

RIVER SHANNON CRUISE WITH EMERALD STAR

Easter weekend and the predicted weather is sunshine, long overdue in Ireland if you ask me. Having just returned from a River Thames Cruise with Le Boat, we were delightfully surprised to receive a phone call asking if we would like to move a boat from Portumna to Carrick-on-Shannon. Of course, we had nothing planned and accepted the job in hand. How nice that Le Boat we’re confident in our boat handling skills to offer us the job of moving an expensive Horizon 4 cruiser on their behalf! On this River Shannon cruise with Emerald Star trip would be The Callaghan Posse, Nana and Granda, not forgetting our pup, Rosie. The first ‘holiday’ that we have ever taken with Nana and Granda. Would this family holiday be the first of many or quite possibly the first and last?

Emerald Star / Le Boat; home of the Horizon Fleet

PORTUMNA TO CARRICK-ON-SHANNON

Arriving in Portumna on a chilly but sunny day, we introduced ourselves to the ladies at reception, Sarah and Angie. The boat we’d be transporting on our River Shannon cruise with Emerald Star (the Irish branch of Le Boat) would be a Horizon 4 from the Premier range. The Horizon 4 is much bigger than the Crusader used on our previous River Thames cruise with Le Boat. Bigger, and much more luxurious! After an initial assessment and short cruising exercise, we left Portumna and set sail towards Banagher which would be the destination for our overnight mooring. The luxurious Horizon 4 has four thrusters (bow and stern). The thrusters make the Horizon 4 more manoeuvrable, which in turn makes the boat easier to moor and easier to dock at the locks. Docking at Banagher, aided by the thrusters; was a cinch!

Welcome to Portumna, home to Emerald Star Le Boat

EMERALD STAR HORIZON 4

About the Horizon 4. The Horizon 4 boat is from the Premier range of boats offered by Emerald Star (Le Boat). At 13.60 m long by 4.35 m wide, the Horizon 4 has three separate cabins each with an en-suite bathroom. This model offers a variety of sleeping arrangements (single, doubles and singles that convert to doubles) to accommodate 8 (+1). The spacious size and versatility of the Horizon 4 is excellent, a great choice for those wanting a little luxury for their cruising experience. And for sun worshippers, reclining sun loungers on the top deck…although, it’s quite tricky sunbathing wearing a life jacket! An amazing boat for our River Shannon cruise with Emerald Star.

note: the Horizon 4 requires a minimum of 4 adults for booking.

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Inside the Horizon 4

primary steering station

electrical system is 12 volt DC power (220 volt shore power is available on some models)

2 cabins with convertible twin/double beds (both en-suite)

2 cabins with two single double beds (both en-suite)

kitchen with a stove, sink, and a fridge (freezer compartment within)

lounge has a large L-shaped sofa, dining table, 2 seat/storage stools, TV and a DVD/CD/MP3 player

Outside the Horizon 4

stairs to upper deck

secondary steering station

spacious sundeck with 360° viewing area

reclining sunloungers (fixed)

large fixed position table (patio style)

L-shaped seating arrangement

BBQ hotplate (gas)

Horizon 4 from Le Boat’s Premier range.

THE PLACE OF THE POINTED ROCKS

Along the River Shannon orange and green markers show you the right channel to take. Our first stop was Banagher; a small town in County Offaly. The name Banagher comes from its Irish name, which translates to English as “the place of the pointed rocks on the Shannon’. Beside the sheltered harbour was a fantastic children’s play park and a bouncy castle had been inflated beside. Lily-Belle and Matilda wasted no time in dragging Granda to the swings then into the Fairy Garden. I chose to take Rosie for a short walk and ventured into the nearby boat yard to have a look at the boats. Such a beautifully peaceful spot to moor for the night!

Fairies and fun in Banagher

Fairy Garden: if you don’t believe, then you can’t come in!

I do believe, I do believe in fairies!

A HOME FROM HOME

Although the River Shannon cruise with Emerald Star journey time from Portumna to Banagher is less than 3 hours; it’s always nice to disembark and stretch the legs. A warm pleasant evening and local children sat on the edge of the harbour wall fishing in the River Shannon. In the harbour a small number of vessels had also moored for the evening and spaces were limited. A calm evening gave us the opportunity to enjoy the bbq on the top deck of the Horizon 4. And as the sun began to set on the horizon, we retired inside for board games and a cuppa. The curtains were drawn and our Horizon 4 felt just like home…warm and cosy!

Bangers at Banagher

A feast fit for all

Sunset over the River Shannon

FORTY SHADES OF GREEN

A very peaceful night and after breakfast our journey on the River Shannon cruise with Emerald Star continued toward Carrick-on-Shannon. Next stop would be Shannonbridge. The scenery is very different on the River Shannon than on the River Thames. No riverside homes, no perfectly manicured garden lawns and no artistic animal structures. Just field after field with each field being a different shade of green than the previous field. It’s little wonder that Johnny Cash wrote a song about Ireland being ‘the moorlands and the midlands with their forty shades of green‘. Every now and again a derelict stone monastery changed the shape of the skyline. Snowy white Mute swans nest by the Shannon’s edge on mounds of reeds, fiercely protecting their eggs as bulrushes sway in the wind. The River Shannon is a place free from noise and disturbance.

READ ALL ABOUT OUR RIVER THAMES CRUISE WITH LE BOAT

Lock it or lose it!

How I love you, how I love, my dear ol’ Swanee (river)

THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY

Banagher to Shannnonbridge was uneventful. The journey allowed us to chat, take in scenery and watch anglers bobbing about in their boats hoping to catch, rather than fall foul of ‘the one that got away’! The River Shannon is teeming with perch, trout, salmon, pike, and bream. Above the rippling surface, Canadian geese and mallard ducks patrol the river banks. There isn’t much shelter on the open stretches of the River Shannon and these stretches can often be choppy even on the calmest days. Just 90 minutes after setting sail on the River Shannon cruise with Emerald Star, our Horizon 4 moored at Shannonbridge, home to Luker’s Bar. Dating back to 1757. stepping inside the door of Luker’s Bar is like stepping back in time. The old shop is a favourite with tourists, as is the Queen Victoria Regina fireplace; the last one in operation in the British Isles.

Stepping back in time inside Luker’s Bar

Old, but still well stocked

Keeping the Royals toasty warm

SUNSHINE ON THE SHANNON

Shannonbridge Harbour was quiet but certainly not devoid of visitors or life. Fishermen took boats onto the flowing river and fished with lures beside the arched bridge. The sun was out which gave us a chance to sit on the upper deck of the Horizon 4 and simply do nothing. Lily-Belle sat at the rear of the Horizon 4 on the superior bench seat and I took photos. Beside us on the moorings was a very long barge (houseboat) occupied by a family of 3 and their jack russell. Mummy chatted with the owner for a short time, gaining knowledge of lock times and places to visit along the River Shannon. After a lunch time visit to Luker’s Bar in Shannonbridge and a cup of coffee with cake on the Horizon 4, our time had come to venture further up the River Shannon.

Bobbing about in a boat on the River Shannon

Shannon Commission 1844

Relaxing on the river

CRUISING TO CLONMACNOISE CASTLE

Ropes untied and the Horizon 4 left Shannonbridge Harbour and set sail once more. Next stop on the River Shannon cruise with Emerald star; Clonmacnoise. Cruising into Clonmacnoise the skyline is dominated by the imposing ruins of a 12th century castle perched high on the motte. The area around the base of the motte has been cordoned off; presumably to stop tourists climbing on the precariously balanced castle ruins. The site houses the ruins of seven churches and a cathedral and also a number of crosses and graveslabs. Many of the churches on site have undergone some form of conservation in recent years, and the Nun’s Church remains under wraps as it too undergoes the same renovations. A few photos and we boarded our vessel to set sail to Athlone…lock closure at 18:00, this was going to be tight!

Putting our feet up….relax

Clonmacnoise Castle ruins

Family time up top

ALL IS NOT QUIET IN ATHLONE

Our Horizon 4 pulled up to Athlone Lock at 17:53…told you it was going to be tight! The lock keepers smiled and advised that we’d be the last boat through this evening. A quiet mooring place was pointed out beside The Strand on the east side of the River Shannon. As dinner was being prepared and cooked by Mummy and Nana, Granda and Matilda took a gentle stroll into town. Dinner inside the spacious Horizon 4 cabin was followed by board games. Earlier in the day Nana and the girls made and decorated an Easter cake for dessert. On the west side of the River Shannon loud music blasted from a bar. I felt empathy for the boats and occupants moored beside, unless the bar was what attracted them to the west side? For me, I was glad to be on the quiet side of the River Shannon.

Athlone Lock on the River Shannon

Hoppy Easter cake

Moonlight mooring on the River Shannon

THIS BAR IS FULL OF BULLSH*T

After a great evening meal cooked on board the Horizon 4, I decided a chilled beer would help wash the food down. Just around the corner from the boat was Gertie Browne’s pub. I took the opportunity to pop in for a cheeky beer, Lily-Belle, as usual; was in tow. Gertie Browne’s is a fascinating pub that is full of wonderful salvaged memorabilia and eclectic.ally decorated with all sorts of trinkets and knick-knacks; really cool. Lily-Belle found a sign that made her giggle…Bullsh*t Corner’. One can imagine there’d be limited space at ‘Bullsh*t Corner’ as patrons got more and more sozzled! Pint of Guinness for me and a glass of coke for Little Miss C. After, and before returning to the Horizon 4; we took a slow walk along The Strand which overlooked the River Shannon.

If this guy say’s it’s last orders, then it’s last orders!

Plenty of room for all at Bullsh*t Corner

2 pints of lager and a packet of crisp please!

ROCKING THE RIVER REE

Bacon and egg sarnies for breakfast are always a good start for the day ahead. After clearing away the breakfast dishes the Horizon 4 pulled out of Athlone and prepared for our crossing of Lough Ree. Skies were blue but being exposed on open water; it was cold enough steering the boat from the top deck. The girls stayed below deck with their Easter Activity Packs and Granda and I were left up-top steering, bird watching and chatting about farming, Irish history and Granda’s loathing of open water. Lough Ree was quite choppy and certainly tougher going than the narrower stretches of the River Shannon. The Horizon 4 has a top speed of just 8 kph but thankfully the wide hull makes the Horizon quite stable on choppy water. Aside from the odd cruiser, or a passing speedboat laden with fishermen; Lough Ree was relatively quiet.

Easter fun on the Horizon 4

Cruising with Granda on the River Shannon

FROM REE TO ROOSKY

After a lengthy time crossing Lough Ree we had a steady cruise to Tarmonbarry Lock where we moored for lunch and walked Rosie. The sun was shining and there was lots of visitors to the area and families having picnics. As well as the lock, Tarmonbarry has a lifting bridge that had to be opened for the Horizon 4 to pass through. Our next stop was planned for Roosky but as this came upon us quite soon after Tarmonbarry; we continued toward Dromod. At Roosky Lock the keeper had to cycle along the towpath to stop traffic and open a lifting bridge for our passing. Race on, Horizon 4 vs Bike = bike won! The lock keeper advised that as the Horizon 4 is quite long at 13.60 m, we may struggle to get the boat around the tight entrance at Dromod Harbour. I like a challenge!

Aww shucks, I thought it was a donut!

Hoppy Easter from The Callaghan Posse

CHALLENGE ACCEPTED, THE PRESSURE IS ON

Roosky Lock to Dromod Harbour takes no time and on the approach I could see the harbour was full of boats. Was there enough space for one? A few people gathered on the harbour path watching as I navigated the Horizon 4 around the very tight bend into the harbour. I could feel Granda breathing down my neck! Having thrusters on the boat was a huge bonus and navigating the tight entrance was simple. No space at the inn so I had to do a 180 and renavigate the entrance that was now the exit. Perfectly manoeuvred and I even received applause from a couple of the bystanders. Thankfully, beside the main harbour is a small side harbour and there was enough space for the Horizon 4. This time I reversed in and once again, executed to perfection. Even Granda commented he was impressed!

A boat with a view

A right of passage through Roosky Lock

Not all ‘hoodies’ are hooligans…this ones a Nana.

NO ROOM FOR ROSIE

Evening time and we ventured off the luxurious Horizon 4 to dine at a local pub, Cox’s Steakhouse. Sadly, unlike pubs along the River Thames; Rosie wasn’t welcome on the premises. I returned Rosie to the boat, settled her then returned to the pub for food. Exhausted, Matilda fell asleep on the comfy pub bench seat before her food arrived. Our waitress kindly took Matilda’s food away and packaged it as a takeaway. Matilda awakened as we settled the bill and her first question…where’s my dinner? Food at Cox’s Steakhouse was excellent, as was the service. Back on the Horizon 4 Matilda tucked into her takeaway and Rosie got a titbit of steak that Mummy brought home from the pub. Having slept, Matilda was now wide awake and point blank refusing to go to bed! Let’s just say t’was a long, long night with our energetic monkey running riot!

I’m finally on the pawperty ladder

Steak sandwich cooked to perfection

It’s baked, but it’s Cox’s…not Alaska

FINAL DAY AND OUR FINAL DESTINATION

Being asked to move a Premier Horizon 4 from Portumna to Carrick-on-Shannon was a blessing. The Horizon 4 perfectly accommodated 4 adults, 2 children and 1 dog with room to spare. Our final cruising day from Dromod Harbour to Carrick-on-Shannon had me steer from the primary position inside the warm cabin. The rain fell, the wind swirled and the temperature dropped, but being Ireland, after an hour of wet; out came the sun. It’s common knowledge that in Ireland you can have all four seasons occur within one day! Back on the upper deck we enjoyed our last hours on the Horizon 4 and took a few family photos. And there it was, one final bridge before the Emerald Star / Le Boat moorings came into view. Aside from a 2 hour taxi ride back to Portumna to lift cars, our River Shannon adventure was over!

Cruising on the River Shannon with The Callaghan Posse

All packed and ready for home

WOULD WE GO BACK?

Before a fisherman could tell the tale of ‘the one that got away’, yes we would!! Once again we had a great time on the River Shannon cruise with Emerald Star on board a Horizon 4; provided by Emerald Star / Le Boat. The 40 shades of green fields and the peace and tranquility are enough to make us want to return to the River Shannon time and time again As second-time river cruisers I can honestly say we had a great time boating on the River Shannon. As a family it was great for the girls to have Nana and Granda on board…and, not one single squabble! If you haven’t tried river cruising before, you should. I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised at how much fun river cruising is!

note: the eagle eyed amongst you will spot that we’ve mentioned the Horizon 4 all the way through this post. However, when you look at photos you will see the boat stickers say Horizon 3. We’ve not made an error, the boat stickers are incorrect…and although the Horizon 3 and 4 are almost identical; we did indeed transport the Horizon 4.

With a very special THANK YOU to (in no particular order):

Le Boat – for entrusting the transportation of the Premier Horizon 4 to The Callaghan Posse,

Rachel Gifford (Le Boat Marketing Manager UK and Ireland) – for organising our second river cruise with Le Boat / Emerald Star,

Sarah and Angie (Emerald Star / Le Boat Portumna) – for your very warm welcome and the ice lollies,,

Elgin (Emerald Star / Le Boat Carrick-on-Shannon) – for your lovely welcome to Emerald Star and for organising our taxi,

Waterways Ireland and Lock Keepers – for the fantastic work you do in keeping the River Shannon and the locks running smoothly,

Michael Glancy – for keeping Granda and I entertained on our taxi journey, pleasure to meet you.

We are extremely grateful to have met each and every one of you. Looking forward to cruising the River Shannon in the not so distant future, until then…taisteal sábháilte!

LILY-BELLE SAYS (10)

The Horizon 4 was huge and much trickier to steer than the Crusader. There was’t much to see on the River Shannon but I still love going on a boat. We saw wild goats and donkeys. There wasn’t as many swans as there is on the River Thames, and they didn’t know what to make of the swan food we brought back from Windsor. I can’t wait to do another boating holiday!

MATILDA SAYS (4)

I loved going on holiday with Nana and Granda and Rosie. We made an Easter cake and had fun at the park.

Travel Itinerary

Le Boat: visit Le Boat online for boat hire pricing (damage waiver and fuel deposits are required) Route: Portumna to Carrick-on-Shannon, Ireland Date(s) of visit: 20th – 23rd April 2019 Mooring costs: free but each lock costs €1.50 (€3.00 if a bridge has to be raised) Ireland Waterways guide: full edition pdf

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Take 5 With Brock Yates Jr., The One Lap of America, Driving Dynamics Driving Instructor, Cannonball

With a resume that includes Cannonball, One Lap of America, Driving Instructor, and as the son of one of the greatest automotive journalists of the last 40 years, Brock Yates, Jr. has experienced and forgotten more about cars than most of us will ever know. From his time charging across the country in a Chevy van at age fourteen, to organizing one of the best automotive events currently in existence, Brock Yates Jr. sets aside time to talk cars, Cannonball and what goes into making great drivers.

HRM: Describe the first time an automobile made an impression you?

BY: From the very beginning I was surrounded by cars. I still remember standing next to my father’s Taraschi, a 900cc open-wheel car that is still raced in Formula Juniors. It’s a fabulous looking egg-shaped car that Brock was racing at the time and the one he said was responsible for his hearing loss due to the trumpet exhaust that was next to his right ear.

We had cars all over the place. Bruce McCall, formerly of Playboy, Advertising, Car & Driver and a bunch of other stuff, once came over and said, “Look! It’s Brock and Sal’s (Brock’s Mother) museum of auto memories.” There was a ’64 tri-power GTO, not to mention the stuff that was scattered around the yard, anything from a Challenger, Ferrari, Morris Minor, a 1927 Plymouth, and a ’33 Bentley, and the manufacturers wouldn’t take back. We just kept floating cars in and out.

No singular car ever really made an impression on me so much as they were just always there. It was the golden age. This was when cars were cars. Every one of them was different. Every one of them was art – well… not every one, some were pieces of sh*t, but that was back in the day when new cars would come out and people actually cared. That’s not the case any more. Now it’s more utilitarian, more function. They’re more washing machine now then they are cars.

HRM: I can only assume Brock taught you to drive – what was that like?

BY: It was more like I watched Brock. When I was a kid, I used to stand on the back of the transmission tunnel, and I’d watch in amazement at my fathers heel-and-toe. That really impressed me. It made sense to me, and I figured I could do it, and I spent hours practicing on a Morris Minor that didn’t run my entire life. My father did take me out in a field in a Meyers Manx dune buggy once that later burned up at Sam Posey’s house, but when it came time to drive, it wasn’t a great mystery.

When driving, he’d talk to me about what to do and what not to do, which is what I’m currently doing with my daughter. I’m building up her knowledge base, just like my Dad did for me.

HRM: What do you do for a living?

BY: I teach for a corporate driving school – DrivingDynamics.com – and according to some of our clients, they’ve seen a 93% reduction in avoidable accidents. I’ve been doing that for about eighteen years now. I also organize, run, and oversee The One Lap Of America.

HRM: Your father, Brock Yates, Sr., created the Cannonball. What was that like to experience as a young adult?

BY: He traveled a lot, so anytime I got to spend time with my father- it was a good thing. One year he asked me if I wanted to go, to which I said, “Sure, why not!” And that was as a fourteen year old prepubescent kid who didn’t like anybody. It was a great lark, and I had no idea what we were doing. All I knew is that we were driving across country in a Dodge van with three of my favorite people. There was Jimmy Williams, who went on to be the Art Director of Car & Driver, Steve Smith, who was a crazy man and the ex-editor of Car & Driver– very droll, very bright, and a really interesting guy- and of course, Brock.

We set off, left New York City, and I remember looking over the seat because I wasn’t allowed in the front. I was either in the far back or on the bench seat, and I recall watching the telephone poles go by. We just went, and went, and went. Now when I drive across the country, I notice things that I saw nearly fifty years ago, and I’m amazed at how much things have changed.

Driving across the desert was panicky back then, as there was nothing out there. You’d see little lights off on the horizon, and you would hope it was gas or people, and that you’d simply make it that far. There were no all-night gas stations, and it was a crapshoot to find open fuel. Hell, Albuquerque at that time couldn’t have been more than a thousand people. Now it’s a sea of people, but my memory of it is that you’d crest a hill and see this tiny dot of light in the valley, and that was it. There was nothing out there, and I was amazed that people would actually live there.

The country now is much, much smaller. Every intersection and interchange looks exactly the same. There’s a McDonalds, a Shell, a Conoco, a Hampton Inn, and you can’t tell where in the country you are when you get off. I remember stopping for gas somewhere on Route 40 in the desert, and there was a lady with rattlesnakes on display who also sold handmade beef jerky. It was more a country store than a gas station, but there it was, right on the side of the road. Nowadays if you don’t have a convenience store attached to it, how do you make money?

The Cannonball changed when Brock was down in Florida for Amelia Island one year as there was a guy who came up to him and said, “I want you to come see my car.” It was a Lamborghini with built-in Escort radar detectors and other equipment. And Brock, who was a very bright guy and who was able to see into the future, basically thought, “This is getting out of hand. People are going stupid fast, and every lesson that was ever achieved in the Cannonball was in jeopardy: that good drivers could traverse the country at high speeds safely. It became this American myth, and it was a great event that really captured the imagination of so many people.

Once he saw that, though (the decked out Lamborghini), he basically put a bullet in the Cannonball because he knew that some a****le was going to take out a busload of nuns. It was just a matter of time. If that happened, instead of being just outlaws, they would have become dangerous, speed freak, killer outlaws, and all of the goodwill and that American myth around the event would disappear.

HRM: The Cannonball led to the creation of The One Lap of America. How and why did that come about?

BY: Before Brock ended the Cannonball, I remember on our dining room table was a map of the United States. Around the perimeter, he had marked all the roads with the title being “The Ten Grand Lap of America.” and I think the original point was to have a Cannonball to the four points of country. After he killed Cannonball in 1979, he resurrected that concept for a rally thinking it would be a bit more socially acceptable. In retrospect it turned out to be a thinly disguised four-leg Cannonball. And truth be told, we had way too much fun on this. Over time, however, the distances became shorter, and he started to incorporate events that the SCCA would allow us to run and which the entrants seemed to enjoy.

HRM: What was The One Lap Of America like in the early days compared to now?

BY: In the early days, One Lap was much more of a party with the mileage being unheard of by todays standards – we’re talking 8,800 miles in 8-days with one stop. It was basically non-stop driving, but the long runs stopped in 1990.

In 1989 Brock conspired with Anatoly “Toly” Arutunoff who built Hallet Raceway in Oklahoma – he was a great personality in gentlemen racing. At that point, the SCCA was sanctioning events and we were only running slaloms down the front straight or regularity runs at a 45-mph max speed. You’d go out and run a lap, and then an hour later you’d go back out and run the same lap, with the difference in your time being your penalty. We did auto-x and hill climbs such as Pikes Peak and Chimney Rock, but it was basically low-key, low-speed stuff.

1989 saw Brock and Toly calling the SCCA and telling them that we were going to run slalom around Hallet Raceway, which was a new track at the time. Now, there should have been cones every 75 feet or so around the 1.4-mile track, but when we got there it turned out to be an SCCA time trial. We would leave start/finish, drive a lap, and then get off, but the lap was timed- run as fast as you could go. Since nobody died (laughs), they decided to incorporate tracks into the event.

In 1990, we did IRP (Indianapolis Raceway Park), Pocono, and others, then with 1991 seeing Charlotte, Watkins Glenn, and Pocono again. At Pocono that day, there was mild dew on the track, and because of it, the SCCA cancelled the event. We were pissed. To this day I have no idea what Brock said to them, but all I know is that now, the SVRA (Sports Car Vintage Racing Association) became the sanctioning body.

We went from running a single lap, to multiples, and then started spending more time at racetracks, which resulted in less time driving. When I took over the event in 2009, in the depths of the recession, Matt Edmonds at Tire Rack (event sponsor) and I decided that due to financial concerns, gas prices, and vehicle reliability, that a maximum of 3,500 miles should be the cap.

HRM: Do you think first timers are ever prepared for the rigors of the event, and what advice would you give them?

BY: It’s a daunting event from the outside, but once you’ve done it a few times, it’s really not so bad. First timers generally look in their garage, panic, and put every tool and spare part in a box, and then stuff it in the ass end of their car. The first thing I tell them is to figure out what your consumables are and bring those along with the tools you know how to use. If you can’t change a caliper, don’t bring one. You’re not going to do a valve job on the side of the road. Have we had that happen? Yes, but keep in mind the amount of times you have to pack and unpack your cars everyday and try to make that experience as easy as possible.

Also, when you’re driving, trust is a commodity you can’t get back. Remember, everyone in the car wants to drive, that’s why they’re there. Most people think they’re rock stars and try to drive three, four or five gas stops. But after your second one, you’re exhausted and your passengers are getting nervous that you’re going to crash. So basically, don’t be an ass. Get into a nice rhythm, and it becomes and incredibly easy event. You can bring a fast vehicle, but One Lap generally surprises people at just how good the competition is. It’s better to come with a competitive, durable, and more importantly, a fun car, to figure out what the event is before you try and win anything. Our regulars- their cars are good, they’re prepared, and they know the racetracks.

HRM: Your life has revolved around automobiles? Have you ever wanted to do anything else, or do you think you were genetically predisposed to love cars?

BY: I was in the food and beverage industry for twenty-five years running bars and restaurants. In fact, I was the bartender at the Portofino Inn for eight years, before becoming the food and beverage manager. After that, I moved across the harbor to the King Harbor Yacht Club were I stayed for ten years. I lived in Southern California for way too long and had way too much fun.

I had a contact who used to control all the press cars for Southern California, and one year, I drove for him in all manner of Porsche, BMW, and Honda, etc. all around the country. It was a marvelous time, so I never really left cars. Plus, the Portofino was the number one car bar in the country. My customers were Rick Mears, Mario Andretti, all the people from Toyota, Honda, and Volvo. It was just fun. And when the One Lap stopped there, I would’ve either been in the bar or part of the event. It was just an amazing place at an amazing time.

HRM: Has the technology (traction control, torque vectoring, lane keep assist) that’s now put into automobiles helped develop better drivers, or made them worse?

BY: I’m absolutely convinced that we’re creating a generation who can just steer. Most drivers today couldn’t tell which tire was skidding if a gun was to their head. If a little yellow light flashes on the dash, all they know is that something’s going on, but they have no idea what. Fact is, modern cars don’t tell you much, I mean they do, but people have no idea what the dash lights mean anymore and what smells are what. You’re completely insulated as to what’s going on with the car; at least that’s how I feel. The cars now are brilliant, there’s no question about it. Today, people consider “old-school” driving to be using three pedals at the same time, actually steering the car, and knowing what to do if the back end comes around. Driving is still all about throttle control, knowing where to look, and things like braking zones.

HRM: You’ve been a driving instructor for a long time. How are new drivers different from those from say, 30 years ago?

BY: Thirty years ago kids wanted to drive. They looked forward to it and you would watch your parents, what they did behind the wheel, and there was a pride in driving. There are just so many cars on the road nowadays that there’s no opportunity to really play with them, and to many, driving has become a chore. With that comes a loss of skill and pride. When I teach, I talk about things that could happen beforehand. We talk about real life scenarios and create responses so that folks are prepared if something should occur. This way, you’ll have something to do as opposed to just closing your eyes and screaming.

Who’s teaching these kids now? Too me, it seems like people who hate driving. I talk to parents, and tell them that they’re terrified if they turn the car and it hits 0.3g’s which is 1/3 the capability of the car. If you think that’s the limit, then that limits your opportunity to avoid stuff because you just won’t turn the steering wheel. Kids need to be allowed to explore the limits of the car so they know how to steer, where to point their eyes, and how to use the throttle and brakes. Therefore, if someone who is terrified teaches a new driver, the only thing they’re going to end up with is a driver who is not only terrified, but also useless behind the wheel.

The other issue, is how do you teach around electronic nannies? How can you learn when the car is doing everything for you? If there’s a catastrophic failure with something, you still need to know what to do. I’m thoroughly convinced that everyone should go out, get a Miata, put a bullet in the ABS system, and learn how to drive a car properly.

HRM: What do you think about the current crop of performance cars, and do you think the majority of folks who purchase them will ever be able to use them to their full potential?

BY: The fact is, dead is dead. Folks who purchase todays performance cars will never, ever be able to use them to their full potential. To be fair though, the numbers aren’t any worse today then they were for the folks who bought Turbo Carreras in the late ‘70s and ‘80s.

I recently taught a school where folks brought out their Chargers and Challengers, and it happened to be raining. When we were out driving, I kept telling people to go a little faster and folks kept saying, “No I can’t!” To which I replied, “Oh yes you can.” After a while, people wanted to quit and go home until I made them ride with me first. They bitched and moaned and said they’d be terrified until I explained to them that driving in the rain is the same as driving in the dry with the only difference being a little less friction. In the rain, the car talks to you, but most people are just too afraid to step out of their comfort zone to realize that. Now granted, there will always be that adult twelve-year-old, who gets into their car and drives it off a cliff, but those guys have been doing that for a thousand years (laughs), and it’ll never stop.

HRM: Having been exposed to just about everything automotive, what’s the best-kept secret in the automotive world?

BY: I have a 2002 Mini Cooper S because it’s fun everyday. Am I frustrated that I can’t drive 100-mph on a daily basis? No, because I’m having fun in this little thing, and most people never get that opportunity. I do a charity drag race every year for the Ronald McDonald House, and somehow I’ve convinced them I’m still an amateur. Not that I’m a pro or anything, but I’ve done it more than most. I’ve shown up in my father’s old dually, I’ve run my Mini, my Subaru, and my wife has even showed up with the Big Horn truck that we have. The reason for this is to show people that, regardless of what you have, driving is fun. It’s you, the light, the people, camaraderie, and the experience. I don’t know how fast I went, and I don’t care. I just remember the fun I had with the cars.

HRM: We live in a world that’s much smaller now thanks to social media. Do you fear that the joy of driving is going to get lost on those who are so entrenched in it?

BY: Do I fear that people are going to lose their enjoyment of driving? I feel they already have. Twenty percent of the country already wants self-driving cars. I had a student the other day who, when I asked, her to rank her driving skill on a scale of 1 to 10, she said, “I’m a ten!” I said, “Ma’am, I grew up around cars, and I know a lot about driving. I’m a six. I know what the good drivers can do, and it’s way beyond what I can do.” I wasn’t trying to be rude, but everyone has these inflated egos and thinks that they’re above average, when in reality, most people suck and would rather stare at their phones.

In the whole scheme of things, it would be a helluva lot cheaper to just teach people how to properly drive then to laden up a car with 4,000-pounds of sensors. Want proof? Take away the drivers side airbag and replace it with a sharpened spike. People would change their driving habits overnight. I remember one time during a class; I threw a cone in front of a girl who was driving. She thru up her arms, covered her eyes, and screamed.

This is what we’re dealing with. We’re doomed.

HRM: What is it about driving that you love?

BY: At the heart of it is the personal freedom. Go where you want, when you want, and wait for no one. It’s controlling my own destiny, and it’s still fun. I’m still going around corners faster than I’m supposed to. I’m still downshifting at every corner, and I’m still practicing my eyes and shifting without a clutch just in case I have to. I’m always playing with the car to make sure I’m getting it right. Every corner to me is still exciting and different. Driving is a full-time job and I enjoy doing it everyday.

I’m just a 12-year old with a car, it’s just when I look in the mirror I’m an old 12-year old.

HRM: You’ve crossed this country dozens of times. What’s your best get-out-of-jail story?

BY: In 1988, I was delivering press cars around the country, and the Porsche 944 Turbo was my favorite car on the entire planet. I was delivering it from L.A. to Phoenix, and at the time, I had a little kit that I’d carry with me. I had a CB, radar detector, extra batteries and a prototype cell phone. Out on the other side of Desert Center, coming into Blythe, there was nobody out there- not one freaking car in a thousand miles. So I ran the car up to a buck and a quarter, hardly stretching the car, and not endangering a soul. All of a sudden CHP goes by me the other way. On his CB he says, “You got by me this time, a**hole.” That’s a direct quote, by the way.

I slowed down to a more prudent speed, but within a matter of minutes, I had a shadow over the hood of the car from the wingtip of a CHP spotter plane. I had a car in the rearview mirror, a car on the frontage road, a car on the overpass, and the most wonderful escort all the way to the Arizona State line because I had a manufacturers plate on the car. If not I would’ve probably been in jail.

HRM: What advice would you give to those looking for a career in the automotive industry?

BY: In this era of 24/24/24 – twenty-four hours a day, twenty-four thousand dollars a year and twenty-four years old – boy, you’ve got to earn it. First, really know how to drive and actually talk about cars from an educated perspective. You need to have a history of automobiles and educate yourself on every aspect of them. Learn about what cars were important in a time period and why. There’s so much history that goes into what cars were, rather than what cars are. There are so many “journalists” who do an incredible disservice to the industry because they’re more concerned about controversy, click bait and being a**holes instead of actually creating something that people want to read or see. And my God, please learn how to write. Create an excitement about what you’re writing about, and put passion into it, because honestly, you’re selling yourself.

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