Working Class Corner/Infrastructure

Infrastructure Platform for Local and Global

       The largest city I have lived in for an extended period of time was New York City.

        At the least that would recommend the infrastructure mix of rail, cough sea, therapy road, and air transportion options.

       The way things are going the infrastructure necessary for civilization which according to the numbers using common technology has become unsustainable.

         Technology does need to be directed towards goals for it to appear.

         The history of inventions shows that the concepts are free.

         Even the first man who ever saw a bird wanted to fly and dreamed of it.

         The need for flying machines increased as the population increased and became both increased and increasing.

          Engines pushed to their limits explode when their lubricants break down.

          Ideas for social lubrication have fallen to architects and urban planners.

          The mix of hunter gatherer and farmer life depends on transportation.

          Transportation is going to or fleeing from.

           Are paths transport?

           My feet and legs are transport.

           The path is infrastructure.

           Every path leads somewhere.

            For deer a path leads to food.

            One of the reasons we run over deer all the time around here is because we have taken from them their job.

            From my honeymoon vist to Disney World and Epcot Center, and the tv images I grew up with, and my experiences in New York City, it would seem to me that the bottleneck needs focus on the megalpolis with full integration of transportation that put food where it needed to be when it needed to be there for all humanity.

           Putting people into outerspace is not putting them where there is food.

           Why go where there is no food?

            This is simply not sensible.

             To get through the bottleneck of human needs at maximum population outerspace needs to provide energy,escape, insurance, and food.

             The space elevators need to be directed towards capturing supplies for the working people.

             Knowledge is a supply, and knowing how to grow and transport food in any environment would be a good thing to know, especially if it produced a surplus.

             I will continue to work on this subject from a completed goal of determining what must be done locally and globally by all communities to enable as long an existance as would be possible for mankind if the interest was in enabling humanity for at least half of infinity.

             As far as making food in outerspace at a profit is concerned I suspect that it will require L5 designs which acknowledged a need for gravity, or something like it.  Then I suspect that it would be profitable only if it was linked to space elevators.

           Plus I suspect that there is no way that spacecraft as we have known them so far like airplanes or ICBMs can do enough to fullfil mankinds needs, and that the only hope for mankind really does seem to rest in space  elevator construction.

           I really would like it if the town I lived in would put some money up towards sisterhood with an equatorial region city where nearby would be a space elevator.

          I will work more on this in a following post.

                                                                                                   Russell   

Campaign Platform/Working Class Corner

Should I run for Founder?

Politically spiritually physically and intellectually I have been working to come up with a total local and global platform that would work as if I was running for mayor or king or president or commissioner.

I do study and over the long haul I have relied on Scientific American for good as I could get information.

Just like I really would not expect to be certified to fly except by pilots who had flown with me, viagra I really would not expect to be certified to be in a position of leadership unless other leaders had sat in the co-pilot seat and gotten where they wanted to go.

Maybe I am too humble.

I am pleased that according to what I know of Confucious it was his intent to make clear that leaders needed to be worthy of the responsiblity, abortion the pleasure of the fullfilled duty are without measure in my opinion.

I have just read Climax of Humanity by George Musser in the Scientific American and my goal in this and maybe the following on my global and local focus will be to come up with a platform of actions and taxes and ideals that ought to work to the precepts and known knowlege of history and sociology so much that regardless of my imperfections or even perfections, denture the actions, precepts of ideology, would work in inner and outerspace, or at least in the Solar System for a good while.

For Carrboro and Chapel Hill I then first suggest a Convention of Futurists where would be Showcased and sold all highest technologies of personal and public infrastructure, for the world naked has been the infrastructure which mankind is destroying by doing what mankind does too often.

Maintainance and love of the infrastructure really now means that mankind regardless of religion can love what has been given and what they have made.

Hell I would encourage men to make fighting space ships since without them Earthlings will be vulnerable to alien attack, and it is just in our nature to do things like that.

In Chapel Hill and Carrboro I would with the approval of the citizens certify for roads all of the best vehicles available regardless of crash worthiness.

If you can have motorcycles on the roads you can have very small cars, and I am very interested in seeing more of the Swatch Cars that my friend from Holland has told me about.

The nearby NASA property in the County better start using that land to launch Micro Rockets or come up with some use of that land that is fitting to the needs of our children.

A sister City in Ecuador is highly recommended to Chapel Hill and Carrboro and common laws must be aligned so as to make regular travel between the sister cities common and safe.

The goal of good administrators and leaders is always first to protect their people and their turf.

Passive and Active protection mean that first the turf is to be made attractive and functional, and that at the same time that which makes it attractive to all is sustained and further thrives inspite of love and envy.

It is true that I have not made myself more known and vulnerable.

Now that I am older and more broken down and likely to die any minute, I really ought to talk a bit more into the face of Glass.

Energy is the bottom line as far as creating and enabling a civilization worthy of the name.

Solar energy is the most perfect passive source of energy and trumps nuclear power and therefore really ought to be the focus of some nation besides Transcendia.

I am going to give my neighbor Ed a call on this subject and see what sort of plan he has in his pocket to power my rented home.

                                                                                           Love, Russell

        

flickerfest8/29

Looking Back, a short film I made from Steve Elliots S8 footage shot when he was in Viet Nam, and film I shot of him walking on railroad tracks to Hell Bound Train, by Savoy Brown, and Pigmeat HeartBeat by Pink Floyd is going to be shown in the Flickerfest Film Festival, at least in Chapel Hill, at Cats Cradle.

      Steve was my girlfriend’s boyfriend before he went to Viet Nam.

      We spent time together enough that he gave me his film, and I shot film of him and edited it together.

      I thought the festival would have preferred the documentary I shot of Carter’s Inaugartion.

      It has been a good while since I have had a film in a festival.

      The DVD technology helps since I have lost films I made by trusting people to send them back.

       I no longer give people my originals to show.

       As far as Super 8 is concerned it is not good enough to be duplicated much.

       I never did get permission for the soundtrack from the artists and I am hopeful that they will not sue me when the film is shown and accept that I’ve never yet made a cent from the film.

       In fact I haven’t let people much see it because I never have gotten around to getting rights to the soundtrack, which I think helps it.

        If you know anyone who was in Savoy Brown or Pink Floyd I would appreciate it if you would let them know that I would be grateful if they would not sue me for using their music for this little film.

        It would be nice if this film was shown in Viet Nam for it would show instant regrets.

                                                                                                                                 love, russell

         

       

Judgements/Working Class Corner Theology

I have not been to church in over a year except for a memorial service and an ash internment of my father-in-law who was a Prespitarian, physician however you spell it, minister, of South Port and Scotland, far as I can tell.

His sonnets are on the site and laid out better than what I filed this weekend.

So I have done a reading and it has come up from the I Ching and the Bible to be about judgement at the hand of God on both counts, in both books.

Well maybe I am wrong.

51   Chen/The Arousing (Shock, Thunder)

The superior man does all he can to make sure he does what God would want.

John 1-19-28

"I am the voice crying in the wilderness."

      Now I want to make clear that I am a pragmatic man with spiritual intent, and that I know that now I have less time to live than I have to learn.

        I know that the great life is the life lived for love and only love in all its forms physical or intellectual, and that if I live and act according to bad ideas I might as well be a very small bug that has no soul.

        Now do ants have souls?

        I have at least told my wife that when I die I do not want to be buried and all of my parts are up for grabs if they are useful and otherwise what is left of me may be studied or possibly eaten.

       I was very happy to see that the trapped submariners were rescued before they ate each other.

       To complete this reading I need to read Acts 3-1-ll and Judges 7-1-8 apparently.

                                                                                                                -Russell

 

       

Baked/& Note for TV

I added to the poetry section two poems:

        I was prompted to post the poems because of an email I got asking if I wanted to contribute to a Drag Queen Queer Show oriented Television Program from a Public Access Channel.

        For the poem Selecto Sexo I imagine pictures of robots and sex toy to a voice over, and it is one of a series of poems I wrote in the television Voice Over style.   Others in the series were advertisments for a Space Ship named the Ace Leader Star Chief, and the Glaxo, a Space Truck.

        Selecto Sexo was written in 1976, and Using the Lumberfile, was probably written sometime in the Eighties.

        Selecto Sexo is about bi-sexuality, and Using the Lumberfile is about Menage` Trois.

       Somewhere in the letters index is The Essence of Love, which is the poem I have been thinging about the most lately.   I will likely write it into the Poetry section soon.

        It’s been a hot summer and I think my brains have baked some as a result.   I feel this sort of do or die and I don’t care what I say sort of compulsion exacerbated by my Father-in -Laws’ death which has brought up in me memories of my Father and events surrounding his life and death.

        I’ve been in a good deal of pain for the past week and though in my past I have lived through and recovered from boughts of chronic pain, I was younger and knew that I would recover if I took certain actions like leaving Manhattan and taking work that wasn’t as hard, but didn’t pay as well when I was working.

         It’s never all one thing.

         Is it my back, or could it be my kidneys?    I’m pretty sure it is my back.

         I read a nice little piece in The Week magazine that pointed out that if God was so intelligent why did he make us with such flawed back design?   What a fine sentence there was in the piece about evolution had left some scars.   "Scars of Evolution", what a fine phrase.

         I’ve been thinking about The Essense of Love because people asked me what Heavan was like and because of my vision called Transcend-O-Ray, I do feel like there are all these spirits that want to be in bodies because they know that regardless of the security of just being with God and all the other lighted things, you get to have sex and eat in a body and if you don’t have a body you can’t do that.

          Some of the shame that is associated with sex may well rise up from the rememberance of spirits that it is unique to the physical life.

         Light has a constant speed unless it is slowed down as it passes through the glass lens.   My favorite book in the Bible is St. John because when I read it I could read it simply as advice on how to take photographs.

         When it is really hot and it is really cold there come these views of the world that those of us still blessed with eyesight know achieve such horror or truth and beauty that we can feel our souls being created from the anonoymous spirits who thirst for individual successes and share the tortures as did Jesus and Budda describe.

         I have not done a service with the I Ching and the Reading for the Day for longer than much of the time, and have been trying to write my Book.    There are some paragraphs I’ve come across in past postings that made me wonder if I remembered who I was and made me remeet myself  actually surprised that I wrote at least one good paragraph.

         Now my Theological arguement with the Vatican Agenda and Bush Policies as concerns Womens Rights and the Rights of Gays is boiled down to my sense that from a purely practical standpoint it is to the advantage of the Spirits that knock at the door, knowing of the rarity of the physical event so much as we have it for a finite time, that those of us having it are in conflict with them and need to teach them that if they are patient and allow us to not destroy the planet we will be more able in the long term to let them have the ride we are on.

        If the Pope is so in touch with God I would expect him to allow prevention of pregnancy with a sense of patience towards all the spirits out there trying to get here.    Really I would expect the Infinite God to accept human wisdom and the recognition by the bodied made into souls that it is the same duty to the spirits that they expect from God.

        What is wrong with me if I recognize God may forget that he is infinite?   Frankly I think God wants me to recognize that he might forget and it may be a little joke he put forth that gives me the opportunity to make him proud of me as if he were my Father and I wanted to make a good arguement to him to get some respect.

                                                                                                                        Love – Russell

                         

          

Digging to China

Digging to China

 I'm digging a hole here in North Carolina, herbal

 Seems I'm digging all the way to China.

 As much as I'm digging I might get there, sick

 before the War Starts.

 

 Diggin a Hole here in North Carolina, help

 I'm digging enough dirt to get to China.

 Making a big hole here.

 I ain't got much to fear…

 

Well I'm not stupid But I'm not famous.

 You won't be hearing me

 Before the coming Catastrophe.

I'm just Digging a Hole here In North Carolina.

 They'll be scared when I pop up in China.

 They made me a Yo Yo I'm taking with me.

 

 Up and down all around

 we never learn and we never forget.

 

 Slaves and servants, soldiers,

 05 as well be winter leaves.

 

 Every nation with a buck to bank at the top

 sends out their fearful, sells out to slavery

the ones they can.

 They've got buddies they do business with.

 Look up, look down,

 Pull the string on the Yo Yo

 and see what you are.

 

 

 

 I'm Digging a Hole here in North Carolina.

 Somewhere else they're digging a hole for me,

 not on the ground,

 but from offices that look down.

 They're still at the top of a falling tree.

 

 When I look up, I see it falling on me.

 I'm just Digging this hole.

 It's a real nice day.

 I'm just Digging this Hole In North Carolina.

Home

Home

 What perfect man would there be

To turn the tide of history?

 Is it you?

 It's sure not me.

 Or if it is

I shirk the role

 Hide out beyond prying eyes

 Avoid all printed truths or lies

 Read the headlines while buying beer

 and turn away from all I fear.

 

 11/25/97

The Outsider

The Outsider

 Conversations in the night.

 10 different jobs every year.

 Towns and cities, stuff

 Women & sometimes men.

 Judged and abandoned, abortion

 Leaving some just the same.

 Filled with fear of dying in advance of destiny.

 Working for others to get a meager meal

 or scraping on my own to finish a deal.

 Forever, forever, forever Alone.

 I am the outsider,

 And my life is my own.

Using the Lumberfile

Using the Lumberfile

 So she bought the ticket

 and got on the plane

 towing her boyfriend, viagra 60mg

 And they came to her Other boyfriends` home.

 Willing, salve all tested.

 Then he watched some

 then put his fingers where they would do the most good for her.

 The member moving in and out of her, drugs

 So that she knew that

 She was loved

 and had it all for herself.

 Not to give to anyone.

 Not the baby crying in the night

 or morning to suck without orgasm her tits.

 But the act become primitive

 and unconnected to any possible event

 Making her a god.