Y'know. some signs of mental disability are appearing with too much regularity for my taste: through-tout society for example: war without consensus, for one thing. bailing out crooks for another, but that is large scale, econos call it macro. on the micro level people still toss paper and cans on the sidewalk, but the sides of the Hiways are lots better than in the 60's...there is a fine for that. yet. having lotsa babies as a method of getting some social security for one's old age is selfish. i wonder if Ayn Rand ever thought of that part. or the part of sheep eating the grass right off the Commons and making it into a sand dune. and the green revolution everyone raved about: "The world CAN support 20 billion people, Now!" is a farce. it poisons the soil. dead soils grow nothing. NOTHING! and selfishness is primafacie evidence of insanity, at least neurosis, or partial schizophrenia as are the relentless Xmas songs celebrating the International Church of Shopapatholics...and i am told that Schizophrenia skips a generation so that those children of schizos will not know they carry the evil seed, and will sprinkle the world with more schizos like their mama if she is indeed schizo. is it insane to think the world is going to burn us out and drown us and the same time, or is it sicker to ignore it? if we believe in .GOV and we believe in social and eco-justice and Zoning, like comm'l and residential and Quiet Hospital and no left turns on red, then what responsibility do we have to assure a viable and useful genetic code for future generations to share? i mean, we do share our genes, don't we? in at least Sick Dreg.rees of Degener-rations: we do. That's where war comes from. You don't see lions declaring war. or tigers. or wolves, or sharks, vultures, eagles, foxes, rats, cucarachas...no. only humans. one bad gene begetting another, maybe pathogenetic or maybe just better security for the pretty mamas who want to raise their babies with our fear of starvation. Even viruses are only lost genetic engineers--nature's first--in search of a home, yet untrained, undisciplined you might say, too uncouth to make a pleasant house guest. we need to throw them a bone of some kind to tame them. the way our ancestors tamed the wild dogs. to bark when the hongry saber-toothed tiger came waltzing in... i picked up a Marina chick: four of 'em actually, back in '08 (since then they've migrated to UBER BECAUSE THEY LIKE THE NAME!) and i asked them why you cuties went out with these drunken over-sexed ego-maniac FIRE types?* The quickest one answered, "Because they have the money!" Tell me that is not genetic. i see where Monsanto and Dupont might be accused of causing Breast Cancer as one tiny itty bitty collateral damage of their greedy avarice...is it redundant to say that? I could say it twice. you know, if i know, and if WE ALL know and YER MAMA knows...then the .gov knows and our respected leaders in myriad universal catholic islamic and jewish Congresses know, and yet......one dollar/one vote still kills. but universal prohibition of " procreatic" juices in unusual places is still illegal because it would cut down votes for various gods who rely upon a universally increasing population for their universal influence upon ALL spirituality. "Every sperm is sacred!" finally, the family farmers of India have found a solution to their anguish...no, not chicken poop for fertilizer, not deeper wells, not phony cotton surgical masks--suicide. and the farmers of Haiti [used to fighting and dying for their freedom as if it's part of their own genetic code], have burned the entire Monsanto christmas gift of those FREE SEEDS of death...i wish i could've poured some 180 proof rum on that fire! BTW, Christmas has nothing to do with Jesus. He was just another poet ahead of his time: a metaphor for the rest of us, about to become collateralized fallen angels. remember, for this Xmas, that Jesus was an uncomfortable & inconvenient truth-teller for a defective, psychotic ruling class at the time: the upper 10,000 of it's time. the ones that got us to here. thank you and g'bye, gracias and adios. for all future elections write in The Rothschilds, Rockefellers, King Saud, and the Sultan of Brunei. And let's party on that....for we are the seeds of truth...and they are making a pile for us somewhere you cannot read about. merry kwanzaa! Kwanzaa 2015 begins onand ends on send those dates to every police station in America!