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Anthem Challenge - My Bid · 29 August 08

Give a listen to my HNIC anthem submission, entitled Nikki

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Mea Culpa From Somewhere On The Hill · 28 September 07

Warning – Satire is protected by federal law.

From: "XXX"
To: "Frodo"
Subject: Re: Iranian war is on

You know me, or you think you did. I was too busy glad-handing with my elite backers to read any of the bills that passed over my desk, no matter how much they limit your freedom to speak, protest or travel. I have a crack team of lawyers with ties to various lobby groups who advise me on whether or not to back legislation. I don’t need my voters’ input, they weren’t the ones who put me here, it was more a function of the money handlers and folks who managed to bribe the election officials, and some inside hackers who made all those horrible voting machines put me over the top. That’s why I voted for this war, I’m afraid if I don’t, I’ll end up dead, or my family will. But I don’t fear that more than I fear being called to account for all the laws I’ve broken in pursuit of the goals of my handlers. I’m a prostitute, a puppet with strings coming from places I can’t possibly know… because I truly don’t, but I know when I don’t follow their council how quickly things turn. I’ll never cross them.

I’ve been trained in the art of lying and obfuscation by some the of most successful public relations and psychological experts in the field. They were the ones who managed to convince the public that Saddam Hussein was harboring weapons of mass destruction, and throwing babies out of incubators. They are the ones who sell the unwitting public a global carbon tax, and help sell the faltering economy towards a North American Union, while their big money bankers bring down our economy in order to presage a world government.

I’ve called so many people conspiracy nuts that I’m beginning to have a problem with what isn’t a conspiracy, because I’m so deeply involved in so many criminal conspiracies that I may need to exercise my dual citizenship rights and bug out quick before some honest attorney decides it’s time to purge the bilge. The fact is, I’m not even sure what is a lie anymore it’s so far in the past what the truth was. You’ll know what I mean when all your savings are devalued to nothing by the private bankers who pretty much control everything and will bring you down to their preferred level of slavery. Luckily for me I was able to move all my assets offshore like many of my associates have before the real shit started hitting the fan, but what does it matter? I’ve set things in motion to set off nukes in my own country, just to set in motion a suicidal movement to war with another country that doesn’t even have nukes. But, it’s all going to be wonderful, isn’t it?

If you see me, don’t say hello, I won’t pretend to know who you are, unless you own me already, and then I’ll kiss your boots. I’m sure these meds the doctors put me on for stress will wear off soon, so I’d better go. I hope this finds you well.

XXX

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Crack Book Tales · 26 August 07

Like the Facebook? Well lately it’s been the bane of Rod Bruno’s existence, likely because he over-tickled his hundreds of friends, and brought the facebook’s mail system to it’s knees, caused massive floods and bridges to collapse, forcing DHS to shut him down.

But don’t take it personally if this happens to you, because Facebook is home to millions of us “socially engineered” souls, and they’ve likely read some Julian Huxley and are starting to choke the food supply. Like our loving government, sometimes when we go to the poking well a little too often, the Facebook is letting it’s computers become the cold arbiters of whether you get your crackbook fix or not. It’s only a matter of time before Facebook begins to tax those pokes and tickles, for the good of the environment. Here’s Rod’s bandwidth usage, sent to us by a
Facebook authority, on condition of anonymity.

In all fairness to Rod, he’s just doing what the crack book wants him to, adding multitudes of friends, sending out messages, pokes, tickles and using its many fun-filled applications. But Facebook’s IT department is getting freaked out, because bandwidth costs money, and it’s preventing their large NSA/CIA datamining centers from tracking future Facebook terrorists and plus, huge enterprise data centers like crackbook’s cost real money, well, funny Wall Street money actually, but you get the point…

So next time you go to poke or tickle, stop and think about it first. Learn to conserve a bit more so the good folks at Crack Book can fight evil terrorists.

Al Gore said it best when he opined

“There are many who still do not believe that Facebook poking is a problem at all. And it’s no wonder: because they are the targets of a massive and well-organized campaign of disinformation lavishly funded by Facebook terrorists who are determined to prevent any action to reduce the poking and tickling that cause dangerous bandwidth consumption out of a fear that their fun and amusement might be affected if they had to stop dumping so much messaging and tickling on the Facebook.”

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Spinal Chord - Variety Telethon 1991 · 6 June 07




Spinal Chord was a truly integrated band – keyboardist/vocalist Sam Sullivan and drummer Dave Symington are both C4-5 quadriplegics who perform with the aid of customized midi mapping software. What you hear is all live, not a sequence, and there are no backtracks.

On guitar and bass are two able-bodied members, jokingly referred to by Sam and Dave as “Tabs”, or temporarily able bodied. They are Don Alder, long time session guitarist and member of Rick Hansen’s Man in Motion Tour, and bassist John Shepp, well known around Vancouver as a Producer/Engineer.

This footage is from the 1991 Variety Telethon, on the stage of the Queen Elizabeth Theatre in downtown Vancouver and took place somewhere between 2 and 3 a.m. Minutes before, technicians dropped the computer which ran Sam’s keyboard mapping software and it broke into several pieces. A replacement computer was found up the block at CBC, but until the rig was pulled on stage, it was unclear whether John, who served also as band’s technical coordinator, would be able to get it running. It was a giant relief for all when Sam hit his first chord and Dave’s drums came in.

The two songs performed are from a CD Spinal Chord released around this time called “Why Be Normal?”- “We Only Kiss” and “Lady in White”, which Sam wrote about a nurse he encountered while in rehabilitation after the skiing accident that injured him.

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Burnin' Tires · 26 April 07

In 2005 I put together this animated video for the Craig Jacks song “Burnin’ Tires”. The secret? Lots of Chickens and violence. Now it’s on YouTube.

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