I don't know about Julian Assange, what he's up to or why but I do know that in an age of electronic information storage and retrieval, minority groups can no longer be easily suppressed and information security, like copyright, is a thing of the past. I thought everybody knew that.
The United States has been in the forefront of IT development and should really be the last nation on Earth to be surprised by its shitty laundry being hung-out, unwashed, for all to see; the haggard, scowling, belligerent and embittered Hillary Trousers, Madam Seckatry, as the putrid, deranged old witch styles herself, is shameless both in her attempted bluster - Jesus, she looks like she's got a mailed fist up her arse - and in her innate dogbastard motherfucker stupidity; at least three million people have access to this stuff, there must be hundreds, thousands among them who have copied this and much else and here's this rancid, murderous, thieving old fuckpig cracking-on to a docile White House Press Corp like somebody'd masterminded the emptying of Fort Knox, how come these lousebag shitbrain morons are running the show, or trying to run the show? And why, for Christ's, sake are we overrun by so many shit-spouting, deadbeat professors like this clown ? None of the professors I know go on TeeVee - but maybe they would if they could, after all, Professor of Pizza Studies and Child Incineration, von Fawkes does, doesn't he ? Maybe all people need is an invitation.
If this arsehole was worth tuppence he'd be calling for a fair trial for young Bradley Manning, pfc, 23, seven months in solitary confinement, in one of Uncle Sam's gulags, the rotten fucking bastards. And he might go and look at his fellow Canadian professor, McLuhan's, Gutenberg Galaxy, if he can do grown-up reading.
This stuff shouldn't be out there, he muses, like he was Goebbels, failing to understand that once he, you or I put something in here, then it's already out there.
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App 'coincidently' there's now an Interpol thingy out on the lad for allegations of rape. Hmm. Over on that Craig Murray blog there's speculation of conspiracy, conspiracy I say as to the fact that this whole thing is utter bollox which seems relatively plausible. Whatever scenario is credible it's still jolly amusing.
Hope you alright Mr Ish. We've had loads of snow and it's fantastically peaceful. I cannot express my new found adoration of hot water bottles - sooper.
I believe that the rape charge has already fallen by the wayside. One should not be surprised that this guy is being smeared and pressured. Personally I would not put ten-bob on him still being alive at Christmas.
There's a new international watch notice (whatever that is - less than a warrant, more than a Christmas card, it seems) on him for the rape allegations. And Ecuador have offered him asylum. He is apparently here in the UK at the moment, which seems a mite risky given that extradiction conveyor belt we're operating.
I'm trying to decide if it tells me more about me or those in power that the idea that this is a US black ops game is actually quite likely.
Well enough, thanks, mr dtp. Considering.
Some colour of ops, maybe. There's nothing, so far, that we haven't all said, singly and severally, better than the diplomat wankers, about Snotty and Wisteria Dave and whining little Spunkface; nothing surprising in a load of coke-snorting, head-chopping, women-stoning, pederastic, tyrannical, shit-eating, camel-fuckers - close friends to both the Windsor von Battenberg invented parasite dynasty, impudent idle, inbred bastards, and to Dubya and his rotten to the core Pappy - being nervy about having a proper, stone mad muslem - and not the usual screeching playboy turdburglar prince - on their doorstep, maybe with nukes; and absolutely nothing radical in the thought that Mr al Bhutto and his gang of bent billionaire Oxbridge ragheads are playing both ends against the middle and that he's the bitch, too, in a Taliban spit-roast, we've said this often; you don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.
So, what's all the fuss about? Does it presage the Patriot Act Revisited ? That worthless Wall Street house nigger, Obama, will do whatever he's told is in the national interest, Yessir, Master, we sho can, right away, regalate the Internet? If you say so, Master, just as long as I still gets to be President. Yessir, socialise the debt an' privatise the bonuses, Yessir, you betcha', 'sthe American Way, damn right it is, an' bring in a whole load more of them anti-democratic laws, bust some heads and kick some ass, get the people under control again, Eternal Peace Requires Eternal War, A Well-Regalated Population Is A Happy Population. Send an aircraft carrier and drop some incendiary shit on the wrong folks, Yessir, Boss, worked for Mistah Clinton, when he wasn't fuckin' young bitches, his daughter's age. Hot Diggety Dawg, ain't he just the best President ever? Make you vomit, really, if you think about the shitbags who've sat in the Oval Office, killing the rest of us.
This WikiLeaks shit. Maybe it all means something to the braindead MidWest and the Bible-thumping, nigger-lynching child molesters, all the nutters, their bloodthirsty grandparents freighted-in, cheap labour, discarded now; scrap-heaped, welfare scroungers; a massive clear-out, once, of the Old Countries' ruffians, felons and religious maniacs, gorged now, stupefied on hamburgers and pornography; too fat, too stupid and too lazy to do thinking. Lied-to and shat on, just like they was redskins.
Rally round the flag Y'all. Some sonofafuckinbitch tellin' secrets? Bet yo' sweet ass he's a nigger, no, where's my guns, wait a minute, muslems, they're the New Niggers. Time to massacre some motherfuckers, anyway. Just so long as they's different to me an' my buddies.
But it doesn't make much sense to me. Answers, please, to the usual address. How are we being set-up this time?
Oh, and does anyone know if WikiLeaks has any shit on the Terrible Events of Nine Eleven, When so many were sent so early to Heaven, the Very Worst Thing that was ever to Happen, to the Wonderful People of Downtown Manhatten, but a Convenient Thing, for the Land of the Free, for it set us at war for Eternity, and the President smirked, 'cos the folks were deflected, from asking the chimp: Was he Duly Elected?
Nine-eleven, if Mr Assange sheds some light on that bloody nonsense, I'll kiss his boomerang.
If it is a Black Op, it would appear to be with the aim of gathering momentum for (a) bombing Iran into the dust (all those Sheiky allies with the oil wish it to be so...) and (b) getting North Korea to nuke China and thereby wipe out all that nasty US debt.
I dunno, but when I read or hear US politicos loudly denouncing Julian A for being an anti-septic who wishes to bring God's own backyard to its knees, I hear the tanks and planes and boots forming up for the next world war.
But on the other hand, Mr A has provided his wikilickers with encoded files that apparently contain the best/worst revelations, and, on his demise, the means to decode these files will be released. So they say. That reminds me of a Hollywood movie (but I can't remember which one) which makes Mr A look a wee bit of a drama queen.
Re your comment (01:08) on nine-eleven, afaik Mr Assange has neither released any info nor commented on it, although perhaps this could be connected to P T Barnum's last paragraph.
If it is a Black Op, it would appear to be with the aim of gathering momentum for (a) bombing Iran into the dust (all those Sheiky allies with the oil wish it to be so...) and (b) getting North Korea to nuke China and thereby wipe out all that nasty US debt.
I dunno, but when I read or hear US politicos loudly denouncing Julian A for being an anti-septic who wishes to bring God's own backyard to its knees, I hear the tanks and planes and boots forming up for the next world war.
But on the other hand, Mr A has provided his wikilickers with encoded files that apparently contain the best/worst revelations, and, on his demise, the means to decode these files will be released. So they say. That reminds me of a Hollywood movie (but I can't remember which one) which makes Mr A look a wee bit of a drama queen.
Read this yesterday.
thetruthseeker.co.uk/?p=15442
A bit hysterical for my blood, but wheels within wheels, eh?
"How are we being set-up this time?" Somewhere within the pile of gossip and tripe will be a nugget of non-truth skilfully hidden amongst the pile of non-news and the obvious. Maybe it's the shit-stirring between China ans North Career to the clear advantage of the USA but perhaps it's not yet been put out by wikileaks as it seeks to bore us to death with their supposed "revelations".
Meanwhile anybody care to take a wager as to whether Mr Assagne is assasinated before being stitched up for supposed Swedish sex crimes?
Fifty quid 50/50?
Thought, wrongly, that Sweden might be above the expeditious discovery of wrongdoing. Show me the man and a I'll show you the crime, or something like that.
Manly stuff indeed, soliciting acts of murderous cowardice. Lock up your wives, gents, or, more likely, your sons.
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