In My Skin, Sinking

Posted on April 14, 2016 by Russell Scott Day

Just my last poster.

Uploaded a jazz performance of the other day. Intendors Tm #s played 15 & 10.

So I want to leap into the conversations about systems. Then I go The Disadvantaged must go where there are the Advantaged, which is physically at the airport.

Of jobs I have had where riches and the people having them was simply all in your face and you can’t make it without the cash tips, which are a way of insult to the professional. Things are supposed to be simple and go through accounting. But you have to take the tips. Have they wiped out cash yet?

Here in town I have thought that I would have thrived working at or for the airport, but it is too small and anti me personally nearly about too much to think about. The world small. It is so now for me that I really do need the airplane to go just to Roanoke fast enough to be home after my best hours are gone. Would be maybe an hour to 45 minutes and total time back and forth manageable for me alone.

I am pretty fucking sick. Like a hangover every fucking morning. Only thing I can be grateful for is no headache. Most uncomfortable in my own body physically for no apparent reason but it, the body.

Like hey, now you are the dying tree. “Don’t talk to my friends.” my brother said.

IGX is open, and some have based there. Saw a guy going to Beaufort, the other day with a three bladed Mooney. I think they will do 240 knots cruise. Sharing gas for private flights is the limit of it as the private licensed. Was part 135 for that other air taxi operation I forget the name of.

My wife’s life is centered here, so we would have to have big draw and travel possible to be too far away for her. My circle is only as wide as the internet world or my 3 mile orbits gone without Triple A, I forget as part of the Insurodollar model sometimes.

Still haven’t gotten the lyric of the Economics Song perfect,t hough last take was good to go. Good enough to go.

Want Mac DeMarco to pick out something. Maybe yeah, You Failed me Completely. Elizabeth Dupree. They are on the channel which takes a good part of my working day. Then there are the Intendors. I may have to use the real pick up for this last one.

Meantime back at the ranch. Economics for the Insurodollar have to be best practices of the currency could fail. How much Bonds can go? I was happier as a man before I ever went into debt. I was advised to go into debt when living with my first live together girlfriend who I still can’t quite really figure out how come she lived with me as long as she did. Was one of those kill yourself breakups. I prayed a lot to get through it. Forgive me I have been forced to use the Lords Prayer as a Mantra. It did change my poetry quite a lot.

Where it not for the I Ching and the Bible Readings together I would have to be a stone cold atheist.

I tell the disadvantaged to go physically to work where there are the most advantaged. So you would put your Freelancers Labor Offices at the FBO side of the airport.

The Renewables from Hog Waste processes and the yam tuber made genetically exactly for fuel generation with high enough btus to blast through the skies was going well in NC before the recent era. What I call an actively stupid era, kicked off by HB 819. That one legalized broker lying selling beachfront property on the coasts of NC.

I had suggested Wing In Ground Effect Fast Ferries as opposed to rebuilding the bridges. Bonner Bridge.

Covering the culture of the US Military shows they are themselves A Front business. The unaccountability and tricks to give money to their friends for about anything, still using the shown to fail McNamara attempts at one size fits all, hypocrisy to the max over nuclear weaponry means that after the JFK murder & Coup, you effectively got an army that did what it wanted and was an enemy armed to suppress the will of the people since then.

The Defense. Of course if I were to engineer a viable political and civil revolution there would be times of instability and that would mean Command and Control of Nuclear Weapons would have to be made known, while all other critical Defense of the people and the bordered nation would be most critical to turn in the proper direction instead of inwards on us which we know is the plan.

For Occupy to really win it would mean Seats in Parliament. The Parliament Buildings would have to be occupied by representatives paid by the people to be there. If all Institutions of the Government were to be made Accountable to the People & the National Interest of the people it would there not be enough till also the Critical Command and Control of the Armed Forces was made with the people and not the Corporations who have put public funds in their pockets unaccountably so long that they are convinced it will go on till all is worn out and starvation grips the land.

See Yah, we are fine here in New Zealand, except for the threats of Asians and or is not China a big, now territorially ambitious nation?

So you have to see the unaccountable made to believe in the nation as of them and for them, and decide what Chain of Command has Goals proper to the warrior, who loves the nation, loves his people, Goal, & Mission as a professional national instead of a mercenary.

Soldiers fight out of fear and warriors fight out of love. I noted the increasing use of the warrior description of the US Armed Army man, from knowing the difference. What do you really have when you have an all volunteer Army but a mercenary force come to work at the bidding of the oil corporations? Say it had turned out differently? I am looking at the evidence.

Was my brain in Canada a brain drain on the US enough that they wanted to keep me? What about the Carter pardons? I was invited to his Inaugural and went and you can see the documentary movie on youtube. I really don’t know how that movie got there exactly. I though I had it.

Did Carter’s CIA sell Afghani Hashish in the US to finance the war with the Russians before Congress voted funds as the movie is about. Finest view of Julia Roberts ever. They don’t tell you everything in the movies. Carter’s Library won’t answer me. I was dropped after the election.

Wrote Bezos a few times. I go on record predicting Musk and Branson and Bezos all build or have launch pads in equatorial regions since there is the dead not moving much air. Go there for barge landings, about where the space elevators were to go of Ecuador. Musk got the Falcon X down because the air wasn’t moving so much. Wind is a thing.

If JCs of Staff Killed Kennedy It Follows

Posted on April 12, 2016 by Russell Scott Day

It follows the assassination and coup of the Joint Chiefs of staff when preventing extreme peace with Russia, the USSR being engineered by John F. Kennedy, that subsequent governance was adversarial regarding the people and the Armed Forces, and they became enemies of the people.

We have had two if not three governments running our lives for a long time.

For convenience sake I can speak of the enemy relationship between the people of Woodstock Nation and Law Enforcement cued by J. Edgar Hoover’s FBI.

Poor people and hippies were not so much into private property as the masters. There exists the real fear that private property will be expropriated. Chinese money was flooding the Wall Street banks in search of safety from expropriation after getting it. Communism being the official governing system where private property doesn’t exist.

Northern wage slavery shared by the working classes was preferable if one could eat. They moved to Chicago. The ones that stayed had a garden and would not go hungry if they stayed out of the way, they might be safe.

NC had the coup. Their Coup. They took over the state and had many public buildings named after them. US literacy fell after WWI.

Manipulation of the papers was common. Du Pont bought papers, foreign language papers specifically intended for their workers. Workers were educated on the American Way that way.

I thought I knew something about motive and opportunity and crime and had done detective work that had a real paid off. My experience was that evidence was everything. There have been Commissions. And Carter left the Freedom of Information Act.

There are still secrets. They even hide in the open since it is hard to remember their Acronyms. I can’t really remember the name of the Commission that one writer had been on that produced another of the two main books about the assignation and coup carried out by the Joint Chiefs of Staff, and Richard Helms & James Angleton. These people were either full blown psychopaths or within the Institutions at the top, they would and did do anything since their power was very very great.

The people of the US do not even get any real accounting of money that disappears into the Military Complex. It would make some sense for the Secret Services to have independent funds from their Fronts, but is the whole edifice deserving of this hubris and these machinations?

The title of my last Art Show was “Balance”.

Overall I live in fear at a low level to high all the time. Living in Not Conscious now really makes it all worse. I have written a lot of questions which get bad answers.

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Science Fiction Memories & My Driving Song

Posted on March 21, 2016 by Russell Scott Day

Anarchist in the East Village

The guy with my megaphone got captured by the police and arrested. I never got my megaphone back. I did finally replace it. I have one on the mantle above the fireplace. I have equipment.

Last time I did LSD was in something like 1975. I had a book. I had just read John Creasy’s 15 Battles that Changed the World, and was inspired by the Democratic conduct of the Generals of Athens at the Battle of Marathon. I knew a guy who always had Wednesday night for himself even though he was living with a girl. I think I did some acid with him. I think he gave me the acid. He was the guy that lent me the book. I did what I hate, and never remember giving it back to him.

The freakout of the last time in Toronto of where I knew the world as a police state and there was a secret I had figured out about the telephones related to the finite number that there was of these telephones enabled the Police State, that Ghost government to have complete control meant I had to be careful, came rushing back same as it had left off.

I had not planned well. I knew what to do. All was fixed the way it was and wasn’t going to change. I had gone far enough. I hijacked a guy in his car and got him to drive me back downtown. I was forceful and rude. He lives with a story to tell. I apologized.

Too bad, things stopped being fun. Best of times and worst of times. Best of times worst of times. Go to the best place. Go to the beach. I need it to be dry now for my bones. I need to look at the sea.

Spent a day stacking cinderblocks. Then there was the time in the meat freezer. Couple of times in the meat freezers. Butchers take that stuff serious. Just cut that rotten part off. Cook the freezer burned pork chops with lots of garlic and peppers. Don’t come right. Meat. Baloney. Falls off the dock. Eat it in big hunks later in the trailer. Thing there like a wrecked boat. Trailer parks. Rent world. Rent world.

Hey baby want to take a ride with me?

Go out in the CounTry? Let the engine run, An the wheels go round.

Roll me a Mexican joint from the plastic box. Talk to me. Nothing on the Radio but Sunday.

Find a creek. Look at the water. Get run off by an angry man with a long shotgun. Want to take a ride with me? In the night. I drive to fast, your tears will run. I’ll stop the fun. Story to tell. Go to hell.

We never needed China, but they needed us. You fucking Communist. We never needed China, but they needed us. You fucking Communist. Stop writing anything true. What do they do?

Yeah Foxcomm. I heard they jump. Put nets around the building. We blow our heads off in the bathroom to keep it neat. Wally got a motorcycle. Put his girl on the back. Hit a truck so hard they went right through the big side panel stuck in time.

Driving Song, sort of.

Concrete is the Roman way. Build a Coliseum. Walls go high. Round they go. Round they go. Spears and bullets fly. I’m not your guy.

Want to take a ride with me. What you think we’ll see. Just see some counTry Tree. Contrree Con Tree Con T Ree see that Con Tree Are E. Want to take a ride with me. This is our Hiss Tor E! Want to take a Ride With Me. I got a Mem Or EE. Give me your ComPan EE! Want to Take a Ride With me.

We never needed China before? New money got made. They are buying Gold. Keynes said it was BarBarEee. What’s that mean to me? It’s in the DNA or our HISS Tor EE.

Steel is Real, and Wood Burns. Firemen love to burn a house. Firemen love to burn a house. Some guy likes to blow up the Power station, and call it in. People are fucking Crazy. Block Heads and Hop Heads run the streets.

Want to take a ride with me? Let the engine run, and the wheels go round?

Faster Faster Faster now. Faster Faster Faster Now. Want to take a ride with me?

Let the heat roll over me. Concussion lifts the heart. Ears pop and bones tremble. Wow. Wow. Gears and the motor is a break down the long tall dark hills in the night. Some where in Connecticut. Want to take a ride with me. I’m a driver. I’m now just a survivor. I got MeM Or Eee. The future is not mine.

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After the future: The World Came together to give all everything they needed by building the complete distribution network for the things. Food, Clothing & Shelter. Food was distributed around the world wherever there were people there were supermarkets. If they were not connected by roads they were connected by rail or by air and air connected, with the hybrid airships if that is the way they had to be.

Food is first. Food was airdropped from any height. If all that could be done was above the missiles or below the missiles the United Nations, Government, The Government of Governments was charged with delivering food bought and paid for from the money of its Central Bank Insurance Company, and Insurance was meant to mean insuring the peace. War for peace if it had to be that the end the threat of nuclear annihilation of anybody. Ignorance of the future was not allowed. Ignorance was not allowed. Food is number one. Hand in hand Education. World Education. My nation of Airports Transcendia is allowed to grow. Military bases become mine, my supermarkets growing and distributing food. Food, Food, Food. Food for all there are starting now. You can drop bags of popcorn if nothing else. If you are so strong prove it with food first. War goes like this. Food bombs first. I have to admit I am thinking of civilians being starved by Assad and the Russians. Richest Strongest and more fucking bombs because the war profiteers are allowed to do it that way.

Raytheon.

Proactive Civil Demonstration. Food Bombs first.

Too corny aye. Not glamorous aye. Fuck it. I don’t care. There were rules of war, and there are rules of war. Starving Civilians isn’t right. The Government of Governments has an Army to stop it. Do it differently.

War by threat of nuke works, well that worked but doesn’t, isn’t going to work forever. Face it. There are the warriors who are destined to fight you know. Battlefield boys they are. War, okay buddy lets do it for the right reasons at the least. OK, OK, I’m Sold On War, I want some MOrre give it to me ON the TV, Show me all War, all the Time Close up on them body parts, and the blood in the ground. I’ll call it mine. All the time. WAR, War More and more, here there and everywhere. Disease and distrust we Must! Give it to us. Why not now?

What, you think you want to wait to see how the Election Goes? You know it just means war, somewhere, far from the fucking Home Land. We didn’t used to need China. Look at their ally. They are scared it, will be De Stabli IZED. They carry it all the way to the core of it all with their spies spying on everybody all the time. Stalin would be proud. J. Edgar Hoover. Are You a Goddamned Communist? Corporation Communism has worked out well. How the hell is Face Book going to work in China? Their is nothing to sell when there is no Free Content you know. OK Facebook could sell war stuff. Facebook could be a weapons marketplace in China. China needs to sell the US McNamara’s planes.

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When I was writing Transcendia War Commentary I wrote about how you use the I Ching and the Bible together. Because I have invented since Transcend-O-Ray Tm with Craig Hefner Transcendia since 1980, they think I’m real, thought I was real, and anyway my spiritual practice, scholarly, I mean you could do it in a church and collect money. Well I got mail from China trying to sell me old China airport Fuel Trucks and stuff like that. There in the news it was that the Chinese Government thought they needed to cut off the access of the Chinese to all the Free Speech thinking about individual rights, and their Government hacked the doors to perception closed. I was blocked in China. Pisses me off.

Engineers know there are too many people for the systems to run smoothly. “Best Practices”. Government has the obligation to employ “Best Practices” which are delightful to the problem solving mind. I cut to the chase with the Insurodollar. We either value human beings or we value oil. Oil is not the best energy source. We are in the death throes of the 100 Years Oil War. While it is true that the Sun does not strike all territories equally, it sure does hit lots of places quite a lot. Distribution.

DC, there is a North and a South to DC.

Too Many People? Not necessarily. The goal is to Save the Planet for some people, which means cleaning up a great deal of plastic in the Oceans. Printing money on the basis of Human Capital as represented by the Insurance actuary tables changes the paradigm. May as well look at it from a Labor, lots of labor available for the better systems. Best Practices.

Please think Positively.

Tragedy is living your life according to the worst ideals, and that sort of thing, well, Slavery? Slavery is bad in my world. When people are educated and have gained useful skills, then they find their destinies.

I do not anymore like the Clintons, and see more war if they are elected.

I read The Tragedy of Great Power Politics. It calls on nations to get their own nuclear weapons because otherwise they, as was proven when the Ukraine gave up theirs, they will be vulnerable. That is certain as long as there is no Government of Governments. Andre` Lewin, with whom I corresponded wrote out what a Reinvented UN, as a Government of Governments would have in order to not so much keep the peace, in our world all war all the time is the reality, but at least move in the right direction. I cannot but see that if all nations do follow his advice, the Apocalyptic Riot will be ensured. If all nations get the Bomb, somebody will use them. I don’t like that idea.

Sex

Posted on March 17, 2016 by Russell Scott Day

I’m rewriting for paperback the book The Revolutionary, which was originally Homeless Dog. I am at a sex scene. It is about really love and sex, and passion. It is hard to write this stuff for me. You will never be good at sex with everyone. Some people don’t fit. Some people don’t really even turn you on.

“What’s the most attractive thing about a woman?”

“Willingness.”

What you really want is the shameless and unrepentant. Selfishness helps. Of course you will never measure up very well no matter how great you are with the great fucks. Better to just see it for what it is and take it for what it is and be sure and use birth control.

Anyway that’s the way I feel about it now, looking back on it all. I told my daughter that just because you think you are someone’s soul mate, doesn’t mean they feel the same way about you.

Commitment, well you are either committed or you aren’t.

There are women who come from different worlds. They have different expectations depending on what part of the country they grew up in. Out midwest they seem to have a better sense of what the game is about. Out there in the midwest they seem to have some sense of the partnership it is about.

Everybody needs somebody.

I really really loved a woman when I was in my early twenties. I really really wanted to make her feel good.

She felt good. I went down on her a lot. I wanted to get her hot and stick it in her. I somehow had caught up with the fact that a woman’s clit is really sensitive and when they use words like eat her out and stuff like that, it isn’t quite descriptive of what you really want to be doing. You want to play with her clit with your tongue, flicking at it, like, see.

Ask her what she wants. That might help you, you dumbass.

Finally after about a year and a half I gave her a snapper. I mean I liked doing it with her a lot.

Have you ever heard of “The Snapper.” Not a lot of women have a snapper. How you do that is this: The best way I found was she fingers herself while you are in her from behind. She has to help herself along see. You are lucky if you have a reasonable sized unit, cock.

Some people get small stuff to work with. Some women never come to orgasm no matter what you do. They still like doing it. I knew one woman who loved doing it and was inspiring, pheromones or something. She never orgasmed.

That other one, I’d eat her and then roll her over, and then get going with a good rhythm while she fingered herself and then she would come and I could feel rigidity and what, juiciness in there and she would cum hard and it would grasp tight around my cock and keep snapping at multiple organisms.

I’m pretty proud of that. I’m sure others later on really enjoyed her.

Tactical Nuclear Weapons as Doctrine/RSD

Posted on February 21, 2016 by Russell Scott Day

Transcendia Tm, Transcendian,Tm, Transcendian on Youtube, Transcendian on Twitter Transcendian where from banned on CR4, Transcendia.org was database driven hybrid website and can be found easiest via Internet Archives. I read a lot of Naked Capitalism. The Insurodollar gives Labor leverage with capital and looks even better than ever with oil down. All things on my websites are my property (c) Russell Scott Day. I make marks as advised by an attorney.

Military Doctrines and Lies and stupidities in a wash over the mental landscape and battlefield are mixed with My Past IS your Future. In the case of Pakistani new love for Tactical Nuclear Weapons the idea of success is ridiculous if they fight that way with any enemies that would invade them.

US and World interest in keeping the Oil Basket from becoming radioactive as a work environment and product ought be high enough to let War by Threat hold between NATO and Russia and Syria for long enough to Proxy the hell out of ISIS.

3 Years of Economic Warfare with the Reserve Currency of the World, and they can’t win. In Fact The US is At the Height of all Possible Powers.

Even the M1 A1 Abrams tank is superior or equal at the least to any tank in the world today. Poland got 250 German Leopards that will do right well in the European theater of the Ukraine. I’d rather that be settled with money.

I’ve got so I only want the UN to enforce the Rules of War. With all this great military equipment you would think they can afford to leave civilians out of it. WWI was ugly on the Russian Front.

Marathon’s contest on the beach with the Persians works better for me. War is dependent still on port control. Whatever happened to “Open City”?

It is almost as if we have gone backwards past even before the UN when it was all just International Law. Even with a Dictator of the World we will have wars if you have to call them all Civil Wars. So enforcement of a bit of humanity in the conduct of war means eliminating genocide on the territorial DisFated. Those just dependent on protection by their armies.

With all the Solder Professionals and corporatization we need to know the benefits of this for us who are dependent on smart defense, or in engineering parlance: “Best Practices”

Would I endorse killing to eliminate all possibilities of battlefield use of nuclear weapons? I have to as working class endorse war to eliminate the threat to us that War by Threat will reach its limits before very long indeed.

The Apocalyptic Riot will follow fast from the genie really unleashed upon us, and the Mental Landscape is rife with warnings. As Humans we have the capacity to know what we need to know when we need to know it.

If you have the time, and some money you could buy a Transcendian Passport, or something else I made, and push me forwards as important to listen to. I hate it that I must gain the Currency of Fame, but I do.

We are close enough to Apocalyptic Riot with the threat of a Saudi led invasion of Syria. The whole area roils as the price of oil, part of the economic war buttons that is pushed on hard, and out of control of the US to affect right now.

Government of Government? No where but the UN in its weak form. And what we hear from Ban Ki Moon, what does it really do to help us out of this threat, a big threat, while the TV Land Contests go on showing on the best of the channels hours of Trump.

I’d rather be watching a contest for the leader of the world right now.

Switched or straight gain & tone.

Posted on February 14, 2016 by Russell Scott Day

Guitar wiring learnings.

I feel stupid on one hand, but get the problem on the other. Just because you tell someone to go to the internet and Wallah their problem will be solved, don’t think you’ve done much. Certainly in my case with this problem i’ve been having trying to get this guitar to work I never could get much from looking at the insides of my others or taken the learning from the others I’d built to this guitar with it’s switch.

So then the thing you do is wire to the witch with the hots or norths however you want to call them. The stuff I read kept going to the gains. I haven’t got it fixed yet. It will be before tomorrow. Tomorrow there will be an update. For others I think though that for many thing at least give someone something you learned as a likely slip up divided into to good chunks.

Checklists are used by pilots for planes that can fly themselves. For the AI people we want good checklists for the robots and thinking machines they imagine. Aviation Systems tend to be superior. I see little to hope for if the voice of the robots that attempt to do phone calls from Amazon driven algorithms.

The problem I read of was that for the computer controlled grid there was a terrible need for humans as safeties were cyberwarriors get through to the balance of the grid they could blow the transformers one after the other. The dams can be breached. Of course you can understand it better if you have a set laid out from a Genny and you have legs to balance.

If it isn’t grounded right you can get a floating neutral go hot. AC flows. AC is mean. DC along under my fingers doesn’t get me. I get a volt. off 9, oh, yeah, asbestos wiring insulation. I’ve seen that stufff plenty. Don’t let it ever get wet. Ground and arcs and AC and DC high voltages, all that stuff will kill you.

Efficiency and safety must be the same things in a flow for balance.

My Transcendian International Party

Posted on January 30, 2016 by Russell Scott Day

I have a platform. I have an agenda. The prevention of the apocalyptic riot is a serious goal you ought be already joined up to help me achieve. “You make as many enemies doing the right thing, as you do doing the wrong thing, so why not do the right thing?” Machiavelli

The plan, the eventual goal, is a nation of airports all under my flag, of course aimed at becoming a nation of spaceports, but first a nation, government, not of governments, but in all governments.

My plan to fund this grand end of the model nation Transcendia, a Grand work of conceptual art was never based on begging. I loved making movies. Now I could make a 3D Virtual Reality Scratch and Sniff War Movie, followed up by a game, that would make enough money to buy the airport leases I need.

I wanted to start with book sales. I wrote some books. I put them on Amazon. I wrote the Passport, and put it on Amazon. If Social Media is so great at bringing together people, and motivating them, I sure haven’t seen it. Moving forward, well I now offer the CD Beatniks & Spiders. Profits from these things, well I’d use them wisely. I need to travel. I need to meet some people. I need to spend some time in NYC and LA. I need to spend some time in Washington DC, and Paris.

It was the addition to the Passport of the Insurodollar that completed them. Human capital, I’m putting the the human in capitalism there. I’ve got simple plans. Insurance company treasury is one. I am a creative economist. I have talked about it on Transcendian, my youtube channel. It seems complicated to a lot of people. I don’t know what their problem is.

I build on strengths.

Dream of Nike`

Posted on January 22, 2016 by Russell Scott Day

I was visiting.

There was a mother?

Nike` was close. Her face was close to mine.

I was in-between these two women. My hand was not where it ought be.

Well it was a pleasant dream, I have to say.

They drift away. All you, or I remember one, or two details.

Feelings, sensory.

I still see her in my dreams from time to time.

“Just because you think someone is your soulmate, doesn’t mean they think you are theirs.”

Listless and drifting suicideally, and when did I start to get over it?

Up their in the air, trying to keep my balance with three stories down the little of cinderblocks and construction trash.

Fear, took ahold of me. I steeled myself to put the rafters together.

The boss, who could walk the top plates unconcerned, probably laughed to himself. Mike, Mike Walker. I picked up after him too.

It is something I do.

Clean up after the boss.

Posters & Pop Scatter shot

Posted on January 15, 2016 by Russell Scott Day

Alone I fight.

If you click on the posters they get bigger. Least ways they did for me.

Hum, Well, I was up for the civilian seat on the Airport Authority and by myself when I am working at things to affect my lack of ability to pay bills so collectors don’t call the turnip as job security jobs created jobs, important jobs as collectors making the phone a monster then never to be answered an evil intruder wired to the house that is best cut the fuck off. Well this last thing was attempted. I want to be a gentleman, really I do. I can’t afford to be beaten. I’ll leave nothing for my family if I am beaten. Why do I have to accept injustice?

“We are not here to figure out how not to do it.” Easy for them to figure out how not to do it. Spending other peoples money is their job. Saying fuck you, shut the fuck up. Die will you. Not Conscious. Fine.

I’ll get on that for yah.

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Bowie said on the radio show I heard that he felt like the worst thing he ever did was reveal he was bisexual. He got hurt for it. Down in Florida the mechanics got to call Mick Jagger a fucking queer. Well you know Mick and Bowie will leave money for their families pretty good.

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Far as all the young men escaping war work for Assad supported by Putin, what about the women abandoned? Andre` Lewin said the UN needed an army. What about these draft dodgers. Why not make them work for the UN army? Send them back armed behind tanks. The US, how come it is so willing to do all the bloodletting? The Pakistanis, they are in the Peace Keeping forces. What do they do? You know the way it ought be is that if the UN means it when they call a leader a war criminal, it means the army goes in, or some covert guys with skills get dropped in, and they stop the guy from continuing on with their “policies”.

Do we really want Ban Ki Moon running the world? Not likely really. “We strongly condemn this war crime.” Maybe we will do something about it. If we are allowed by the Security Council permanent members, one of which has a veto, and is colluding with the war criminal. Two of the allies, one a NATO member kills US allies as represented by the Kurds who have been repeatedly betrayed, and become more and more corrupt. Milo Minderbinder.

Catch 22. was a great novel.

Really it is just the Posters to look at for you. Incomplete thinking going on. I must turn to the Intendor #10. Check out my TV channel on youtube Transcendian. I’ll finish the thought, or not.

State of Transcendian Theory

Posted on January 12, 2016 by Russell Scott Day

Transcendia of course is built for people like myself. They then do not necessarily exist. I have been a willing worker, willing to do what was in front of me to do. I am now reduced to a full time artist. I was trained in Rochester, NY as an audio visual technician. My father wanted me to be a writer. I know this because I asked him to help me become a pilot. “We are too poor for that.” Then he bought me piano lessons.
I was writing and even wrote poetry by the time I was in high school. In Junior High my teachers threw my stories out. They said they were too violent? Something. Two of them drove me around in Greensboro the night Martin Luther King was killed.

Schooling for me had been hell in Elon College. I’ve written about it. I was attacked as a Yankee from the Second Grade on. When it came time for me to go to high school at the high school all these people were going to go to, who had tormented and attacked me and I had had to fight with for myself, and for my brother and sisters, I simply walked to the next school district.

I went to the end of the bus line and got on the bus and went to school with strangers. All of a sudden I was popular. It was better for me to be popular. I was tired of fighting.

Yeah, it was the 9th Grade teachers that read my English stories. Repeatedly in my academic life teachers have simply destroyed my work. I don’t know why I put up with it at all. Oh yeah, then they took an interest in me. That was the blonde and her brunette friend drove me around Greensboro during an unrest. My father by then was working at A&T, the traditionally Black University.

His story of that night is depressing. He was crawling around in the bushes as he had done on battlefields in France and Germany. There were National Guard machine gunners on the tops of the campus buildings ready to kill Black people.

My family had become divorced. My father had a life long interest in helping Black people as he was a bisexual. It has been common in the Black Churches to look down on gays. My father was betrayed repeatedly during his life. I got the idea from my mother I didn’t need him, we didn’t need him. I got the idea I shouldn’t love him, or want to be like him.

He taught me about how to be an actor. He taught me how to talk. It is fucked up to attempt not to love your father for a boy. I’ve been a good man. I was a mean son in a lot of respects. I am so sorry I wasn’t there for him as he was dying. You have no idea. I am crying now as I write. My throat is constricted.

I can hold onto what he said about my humor. “I’ve never liked your sense of humor, it always has to mean something.” My answer was then, “So what, you don’t have one.”

I think he liked slapstick. Okay, I told Mom she could base the divorce on lack of good humor. Okay. Has to be some good reason.

Regardless of these things, it was the Boy Scouts that saved me. We had all become Episcopalians, as we were. That was Mom’s life long religion. Upper crust she was. He came from the working classes being the first in his family to go to college. He was more grounded and serious than my mother.

In Greensboro, where we moved, I made friends with an outsider. We listened to Frank Zappa. He said go to the library. Jim Morrison recited Lizard stories and all was generation gap. The war made a difference. His brother was a returned Vet. He told us about it. I’d had letters telling me never to go, from the guys there from when I was in the 9th Grade. It was lost and lies from the beginning.

Failed Morality and Wasted Courage, the story of America my whole life. Generation Gap, and nobody sees us still as adults. I am the old man now. I do know what I am talking about. Cut the crap. Nobody dies from pot. You just want to take property from us. You don’t want us to make a living our way, with our crop.

I was sent to Chicago for threatening to drop out. There I got scholarships about the writing. I was led to believe I’d get something for it.

I went to Rochdale College Toronto eventually. My mentors failed or abandoned me. My ethics nearly got me killed. My number came up high and I could return, no problem.

I had come to love sometime along the way, cameras, filmmaking.
They wouldn’t give me a writing job at the big newspaper later. I was a Circulation Manager. I could drive like a race car driver because of the Boy Scout leaders I had from NASCAR. Later I heard my Scout Master killed himself in his Z28. I got fired from the Circulation Manager job.
I had been a reporter photographer in Honeyoye Falls.
Things are out of order.

The point being OK, I worked at jobs that were what I could get in the South, and in the North. I was not ever unethical. I was not a thief or barbarian. My twenties, those years of youth and strength and passion went fast. “No Shame in Honest Work.” Mom had said.

“Your Grandfather never had a degree as an engineer. He was making 50 thousand a year as a VP for Revere Cooking Ware, and as an Efficiency Expert during the Depression. He was the Design Team Chief for the team that made the Norden Bomb Sight used for high altitude bombing from B-17s in WWII.”

He was a bad example for me. I got the idea of meritocratic rise, and when after 9 years of Aviation Ground Services on three different airports, I ended up fired by Piedmont for something I did not do. I ended up in NYC working on commercials, music videos, and independent features.

“Mint Julep” is as high as I got up that ladder.
It looks good.

What I shot was shot in 1994. It was released as a feature in 2010. I had suffered the failure of my lighting and grip truck business because of a producers lockout that damaged many others who of the smart ones moved from NY to LA.

Having family and a place to stay in NC, which I now call Not Conscious, after a lonely impoverished year in FLL, working though a nearly exploded disc I had returned to NC, and got that feature job as the Director of Photography. You can see it, how good I was with the camera.

The other good job was with Industrial Light and Magic, far as filmmaking jobs. Worked second Unit Gaffer on He Got Game the whole 4 days it shot in Not Conscious. How about that. 4 days. Only one got the whole four days.

When I worked with the Local 574, on my acquired Local 491 card, nothing went to my pension and welfare. Stagehand work, well I could do it as a movie electrician. Pay was half my film rate. Film jobs went away by the turn of the century in NC.

If you were from LA, where all the money and jobs were, the culture different, you didn’t work in NC unless you couldn’t get other work. NYC and Wilmington are two different places as well. Wilmington to my experience as a year actually with a place to live there in a room was discovered to be a racist xenophobic place. An Episcopalian isn’t really their kind of Christian.

NC is not that welcoming a place to the creative classes. Only place in all my travels I though I could get shot in the back of the head was in Wilmington. The grocery store was robbed near closing on a Saturday night while I tried to get some coffee and bacon. I cooked over a fire in the backyard. I was burning anthracite coal in the fireplace. I got around on a motorcycle that was on its second engine.

Finally I ended up giving up and got work as a carpenter in Chapel Hill.
Thinking of Jack Kerouac with his mother in what, Rocky Mount, I’d rewritten manuscripts I started when I wanted to be a novelist. The book out as an ebook, and an audiobook, now called The Revolutionary is one of them.
From that book I learned that anarchy leads to isolation and despair.

On the floor of the Coliseum in Greensboro a guy pointed at the Mexicans cleaning up the place, up there walking through the hard aisles of seats, a guy asked me what I had to say to them, something, he asked me, and I said, “My past is your future.”

I’d been an immigrant, illegal, Canada, poor, even ignorant about some important things.

I’d had so many jobs, been independent non union, and union, that when Alan Greenspan that US workers needed to be retrained I vowed to be come an economist.

All along since 1978 I had been working to create Transcendia, the Company, Country, and Work of Art.

I had been invited to Carter’s Inauguration, there is a movie of it on the web. The Common Fool’s Trip to the Inauguration is the formal title. Zelig is one of Woody Allen’s movies I appreciate. I had gotten let down by the Carter Administration.

My inspiration was to found a nation of airports that became a nation of spaceports, eventually. I had become convinced that the US was past the point of no return, far as there being any hope of reform of it.

People like me, are versatile, ethical, hardworking, dangerous people. Just being someone who liked to smoke pot puts us outside of the mainstream workforce. We aren’t even really counted since they started piss testing everybody.

I was going to declare pot legal on all our Transcendian airports, and run the nation from the taxes on the transactions.

My wife and her family, first wife, divorced me for this. I said, “So what if we can’t make it work, we’ll still have a lot of good land.”

They had known about it before I got married, but had plans for me to become a NY Life Insurance Broker. I didn’t know of their plans till the day after I was married. I did learn a lot about NY Life Whole Life Insurance Policies.

I had one for awhile.

Hence it was that when inventing Transcendia and in need of a currency, I invented the Insurodollar. I’ve explained it till I’m blue in the face.

Go look at me on Transcendian on youtube. Buy a Transcendia, or Transcendian Passport.

This is serious work.

Sure enough I want to make a nation versatile well read willing people will want to defend. I want them to want to be a citizen of the airport nation. They will have flight privileges like I had when working for Piedmont.

So really Immigration to my nation is very desirable. When I was wanted to fight in Viet Nam, I nearly became a Canadian. There was the corruption of the independent nation Rochdale that really put an end to that thought.

You can read about why I think the way I do, in Poor Buzz & Stories from Warnings for my Daughter.

I’m still a citizen of the US. I hate the Beats for their involvement in the mobster world of heroin. I am a morphine addict now, on three time release pills a day. I have a chronic painful disease. I have two replaced hips, two plastic cornea, a bridge of titanium in my neck to keep me from being paralyzed. I am a spastic without Tazanadine. It could be replaced by hash oil, hashish if it was legal.
There is no cartilage in my right shoulder. I go into the hospital tomorrow for another operation. It is just a hernia operation. There is a fifteen percent chance my dick won’t work afterwards. It doesn’t work so great as it is now.

For the ten years when again I was working at carpentry, with the best renovations crew in town I tried to make UNTV a real TV Channel you would want to watch for the truth about international conditions, threats of war, ways to do things.
My thesis, supported by Andre` Lewin of the French UN Association was that with truth between FOX and MSNBC now, it was CNN when I started, war could be forestalled.

Youtube is the best you are going to get like UNTV, and it isn’t really on the Fireplace. TV is the Fireplace. Flickering light. The same.
This year, if I live, I have to go out and get the Currency of Fame. Do you want to help me? My plan is to take the amp I built and the guitars I built and go near the TV Stations and play and say.

The Devil was dragging on me. I was willing to run for US Senate from North Carolina. That is why I am the Intendor. My daily show on Youtube is The Intendor Tm Radio Show.

Distribution is the big difficulty in economics. Physically a Nation of Airports solves this. It also solves the problem intellectually and culturally and socially.

Regardless of religions, the people of the world know how they are expected to act at the airport.

I have always followed the rule of “Build on your Strengths”. I even tell youth to do what comes easy for them because there will be plenty of hard things for them to do. Some artists, go into the work thinking that all they will be required to know, is how to express themselves. There are a lot of tools to master far as that is concerned. I took Audio Visual Technology at the fine Community College MCC, because I just wanted to know how to use the tools of my chosen profession.

How to do, and what to do, are two different things.

(By the way the University of North Carolina won’t allow, help artists sell art at the airport they hold in trust by the pleasure of the citizens of the state, get to manage any way they want, “Because someone would make money.”) They don’t even want the artists they tout as so important to the community life, to make real money. The Hegemon that is the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, is a sad case really. From Silent Sam the hero who wasted his life in the service of the ideals of slave owners, slave traders, traitors to the US, invested in slave labor still in love with it never wanting to pay labor like it was the best law of the land ever proposed! Keep a hero of that sort of ideals tall on the campus with every excuse there. Then to 18 years of fraud. Then to their Big Lie, they will close the airport. That big lie. Then what is it really? A land grab to benefit wealthy contractors after the citizen tax money. Not Conscious and they let the University manage it at a deficit like a private airport to the benefit of the insiders watch ball games and write checks and say everybody loves the arts, but really they just love ball games. Will pull tricks there to win.

Some say that the US is mature, and can’t really handle all these immigrants, refugees, illegal immigrants, but this isn’t true.
If the US can’t handle these people it is because the US has become so dominated by a set of discredited economic theories, and run by Generals far as its foreign policy is concerned, plus further corrupted because of its insistence that the goddamned hippies cut their hair, and all the Blacks they call niggers stop being who the are, and live like they want, quiet in the impoverished ghettoes out of sight and out of mind while they rip everybody off that it is a real wonder more cops are not shot on sight.

Not because the cops are not working class like they are, but because the cops do enforcer work, oppression work, not just keep the peace. People like me, old hippies who got the message that hiding out and even “starving the beast” was a rational response to the failures of the nation.

Corruption was legalized by Bill Clinton. Reagan went after the FAA unionized Air Traffic Controllers because IATSE wanted to cut his face off when he was president of SAG.

The head was cut off the UN when the concept of majority rule, which Wilson so insisted on was first put prominent in the Charter, and then when made such a thing, thrown out so the persecuted jews of Germany and Russia could take over Palestine and do what the Germans did to them to the Palestinians.

It’s just the way the world is, right? Get real. Don’t even try.

After watching Noam Chomsky and Alan Dershowitz debate about it I offered to Noam the skew of the Insurodollar concepts a strong understandable and fair way to disincentivize the killing of innocents in GAZA.
That is the Israelis buying insurance on Palestinians and the Palestinians buying insurance on Israelis so that the Insurance Company of Israel has to pay from the treasury of the Insurance Company death and destruction benefits when they kill innocent civilians and blow to smithereens there homes, businesses, and property.

The Palestinians, and by extension all the people who give the Palestinian government money would have to do the same.

It is a fair system I offer, on its face. I’ve tweeted about it. Till you see me on your fucking Television screen, that fireplace, it won’t fucking happen.

Noam Chomsky let me down by saying no more than no one would listen to me. My point of course in exposing him to the concept was to get him to mention the idea.

My old drinking buddy and friend Beni Avini, the columnist at the Post, he has let me down to. I guess we aren’t friends really, anymore.

Of course the conflicts are so rooted in as a real justifiable hatred of each other by now, that it would take overwhelming gendarme presence in GAZA to keep the peace.

I have been high as you ever get and will debate any Muslim other on hashish while on it too. Stuff me full of any of that and I can function with the best of them from the neck up, now.

I am not going to be alive that much longer. Israel and Palestine are worth my thought as a Transcendian Airport that refuses to pack up and leave its host country.

Take away the nuclear weapons the US gave the Israelis and they have to do real war with tanks again. All of the powerful nuclear bomb equipped nations really like them since they provide the power of War By Threat.

It is the US that is most likely to bomb the shit out of Russian tanks with dialed down thermonuclear bombs if they can’t win otherwise. Look for where there are the most tanks for the most likely battlefields. In short range engagements the MIAbrams advantages are nullified. Poland just got about 250 German Lepoards Leaporads damn. I feel like misspelling it.

The Russians have put tanks in the Syrian mix.

That war area, where first was found iron to start up the iron age, and the talk of some mythical diplomatic solution could only be solved right away if Assad was captured like the King on the chessboard and put in an airport hotel room, or in Elba, which Andre` Lewin was so fond of because he was French and that is where Napoleon died of something already nearly killed me too.

Thanks to the surgeon Liz Dressen, I am alive.
I felt the hand of death on me like you hear described by people who have felt it during that one.

A Nation of Airports that is desirable because it is run according to the precepts of the Declaration of Human Rights solves a number of problems for the world. Economically it was at the very first meant to moderate world economic disparities. That was an obvious benefit. I am replacing the challenged Silk Road.

Mohammad set an example when he robbed Meccan Merchants working their way between China and India? My map isn’t too good. Isn’t that it? I have to re-study some times. John Loftin who wrote the Big Story, Big Picture, taught or still teaches Divinity at Duke. Lives over in Hillsborough, he could tell you off the top of his head.

Far as I can tell Mohammad may well have written in some kind of peace into his opus, but his example is what mattered and he and his family were about robbing Meccan Merchants, then praying towards Mecca, then taking it over and looting the place. Mohammad was liked for sharing the loot amongst his band of looters.

Jesus and Buddha, were forgivers, and they said the final law was obvious that you were best to do unto others as you would have done unto you. Jesus wanted you to love his father.

He claimed his father was God.

At the Convent where my Grandfather was the head priest I had my first drink of Scotch, thirteen, on a visit to the Episcopal Convent for the Episcopal Nuns with a very attractive nun. I can remember her face. She had curves. She was looking in my eyes. “You know why the Virgin Mary was called the Virgin Mary?”
“No.” I said. I just said, “No.”

We were in a castle in Versalles Kentucky. It was a wonderful room. My Grandfather was across the room at his big brown desk. The room was nothing but classy in that way of all the Ivy League Universities. They must mimic the rooms of the Lords come down out of King Alfred’s England, or is it King Albert? Whomever it was the historian, David Hume. I love how he just said lots of Crusader Kings did outrageously stupid things. If they survived, meaning weren’t run through or got their heads chopped off, they retired to the convent where the nuns were, like my Grandfather did.

“Well, Mary was the town whore, and Joseph was the town queer, and when Mary got pregnant, Joseph took care of her. They would be walking down the street you know, and the people said, “Yeah, there goes the Virgin Mary and Joseph.”
You’ve see people joke like that. Language, people have had humor for a long time. They write down their favorite jokes. People with impaired reading and critical thinking skills put on the serious mantle and talk like there is something different going on in the world than what the facts show us. Virgins do not get fucked by beings that don’t have bodies.

I am fully convinced that I will never get fucked once I don’t have a body.

All the spirits without bodies lust to have bodies and experience lust and passion and the physical sensations that are wildly satisfying even when you only half way know how to do it.

So then, if it is a joke, it makes sense. If you are the son of every man, any man, son of a whore, a prostitute, then you are the Son of Man, or Son of God.
I don’t even want to argue with you about it. Life is a joke. A joke is the right answer to the wrong question or the wrong question to the right answer, technically. I did Stand Up Comedy after I heckled Eddy Murphy mercilessly at the Comic Strip in Fort Lauderdale. I pretty much stopped after David Letterman, the show, Margeret Hannah, asked for a tape, and I sent in the tape and was rejected. I had a baby. I had bills to pay. Time was getting eaten up.
Back then Transcendia, hell, it was a joke.

I did a speech at Dag Hammerskold Plaza in 1990 or 1991. Jason Epstein came. A cop came. I’d paid 15 dollars for a speaking permit. It was great. I showed the flag. We went over from Dag Hammerskold Plaza to the UN to show the flag. I want it up in that row. Somebody did try and buy it. I’d got my wife to sew up 6.

Peggy Say just died.

I gave her one of the flags because I cared about the plight of Terry Anderson, her brother. I’d driven my Caddilac over there to Buffalo. I had some Idea going. I talked with her. She was sad, had sad eyes. Back then it was Lebanon, Beirut.

I’d smoke blonde Lebanonese hash. It was alright. Not as good as Black Nepalese Temple balls, but they had a little opium in there. Red Lebanese was better. I think I smoked some Afghani hash. It was good. We tried to do 10 pipes, but throwing in the mescaline, I don’t know, we only made it to 7. Once I ate a couple of grams of some good brown hashish and sat in a chair all day, maybe three? Some mother got mad at me for letting her baby play with the ashes in the ashtray. I didn’t think it was hurting the kid get its hands dirty.

In the commune everybody wanted you to take care of their baby, and wash their dishes. The hippies all gave up on living in communes. Okay if you got your own little hut. Better anyway. I lived in an urban commune on a floor with a big common room and a galley kitchen. The sink was always full of dirty pots and pans. The Big Man locked it up in the end.
Socialism. If it is everybody’s, it is nobodies. You can wish, but there are people that fuck it up. Take advantage of the others, good people. We are seeing that now. I don’t know how many draft dodgers and deserters went to Canada. There were 800 people officially living in Rochdale College when I was on Security there. Somebody said a full quarter of the drugs, hallucinogenics and hash and pot were moved into North America out of Rochdale.

Security under Billy Littler and Fergy and Shakey and Mickey and the corrupted Board of Governors, allowed Billy to steal the cocaine of the dealers that were getting into coke, offering it, kick them out, bar them, take their coke and give it away or sell it. They were getting it from a front Rentco van delivery service they had operation on the Toronto airport.

I tried to stop it. I turned Coke at a party down. They told me not to tell Lionel so much about what they were doing. Said something about me going out a window.

Corruption.

I want better people than that for Transcendia. I want people willing to work for what they get. You know it looks like all the European draft dodgers from the Syrian area war, ought go back with weapons and fight for their women. Go get their own women. They didn’t make themselves look worthy of what the German people were offering. I can see the problems, but they we let fester. Obama let that Assad cross the Red Line. Sure he gave some chemical weapons up, but look how long and how much it has festered?

You know it is too much. Sure there is a need for young men in Europe to fill the jobs the old ones can’t do anymore. But too much too soon and all different without the moderating factor of their own women.
Everything, all the wars, women.

They can’t protect their women and they aren’t about to put their lives on the line for Assad, his insiders,so they just leave.

If you have an international system of airports that is absolutely totally intolerant of violence towards women, strippers, whores even, they have to go. No way can that be tolerated on a place runs according to the Declaration of Human Rights, the one that gives the rights to women, that one. Not the one the Saudis like.

I got the shit beat out of me, like I’ve said, defending a porno star. I’m like that. I want people like me. I was a good lineman.
Helpful and funny Station Agent.

Why did Piedmont fire me? Well US Air was buying Piedmont. My wife at the time was said to be having an affair with the Station Manager. Good looking Black guy, Louis. I was told that in the hallway at work. I don’t know. We were separated, I think. Yeah I was living on Culver. Cashed in what was left of the Insurance. The 25 hundred I’d inherited, was getting eaten up.

“What’s this about this thing Transcendia? Did you write an email to headquarters?”

“Yes, yes I did.” (I’d written an email to headquarters about the rudeness of some station agent to passengers. I’d not thought it was in any way horrible. Phil, this other guy wrote some email. I saw it. It was stupid. Had curse words in it. Inappropriate. He, Phil denied writing anything and they wanted to fire me, so they did.)

Piedmont was the worst working experience of my life. Really. Cecil Sayre was a liar. Promised that if I took the job I’d be making in house instructional videos. I’ve got documentary video of my training still. He, Cecil Sayre is what a working guy calls a fat fuck. You know them. They are the guys sit behind a desk, and are that, “Fat fuck.” I don’t know where they come from, how they get those jobs. I don’t want to end on that note, but I will.

I’ve put too much time into this.

A Nation of Airports with uniform proper laws and building on the strengths of the culture of civility at airports would help moderate world economic disparities. Citizens would be able to move to where the work for them was. You want the working classes to have the same freedoms as the corporations. They need mobility. Dutch people with all their education can travel for work most wherever they want for instance.

The Netherlands is well positioned to adopt the Insurodollar. If I was them, and thought about what had happened to Greece at the hands of the Germans, their bankers, a better currency than the Euro would be up there on my list of things to do. (Where were Greek Insurance Companies in the whole game?)

If you want to invest in me, buy a book or a passport, or the newly released CD, Beatniks & Spiders, by Outdoor Cats. I have some debts to pay off so I am more upstanding and free. Poverty makes you a beggar. Ambitions can do that to you to I see. I want badly to die with my integrity in tact.

If there is any war I might start, it would be the one to get rid of nuclear weapons. War by Threat, is pushing up on some limits. People are used to great swaths of the earth done in, poisoned. Fukushima was a crime in the aftermath. We can’t expect human nature to change so much that we won’t go to war somewhere over something. Sometimes you just have to. Best we can do, and we can do it, is have rules against mass murder and torture. International Laws matter. Nuremberg was an important precedent.

Thanks.

P.S. I dread this hernia operation tomorrow. I have fear associated with it, being dead to the world again. Some of you know what I’m talking about. It beats the alternative, being “under” but you get the distinct feeling that dead to the world is pretty much like being dead. Nothing. You wake up or you don’t.

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