I’ve spent the majority of my life around public education in some way, either as student or worker. I’m considering going back to teach next year because the need is so dire, and never in my life have I seen anything like it. It appears to be a nationwide crisis, but who among us wouldn’t have seen that coming? Here I have compiled a list with links of teachers who have died suddenly this year without explanation, but this list is by no means exhaustive as demonstrated by Dr. William Makis who has documented more with greater focus on his Substack.
Continue reading →wars within
An interesting synchronicity that several true crime personalities are flat out ignoring: just last week, in Tallahassee, FL, one Charles Adelson was finally put on trial in the murder of his former brother in law, Dan Markel, a professor at FSU and celebrated legal mind. The state rested its case on Wednesday November 1, throughout the time I’ve spent posting on this. Markel was only 41 when he was shot in his car as he was trying to leave his own damn home in the summer of 2014. Probably to go pick up his children he was desperately fighting for in a wacky custody battle with his ex wife, Wendi Adelson, and her parents, but mostly her mother, Donna.
It’s taken nine years of legal maneuvering to secure an indictment against Charles. He was arrested last year and denied bond which is not nothing for a periodontist earning seven figures a year in South Florida, where he and his other immediate family members are based. Three other conspirators have been tried and convicted since the crime occurred. The state’s theory is that Charles enlisted the help of his ex girlfriend Katherine Magbanua who hired the father of her children and on and off “common law husband”, Sigfredo Garcia, who then brought along his brother-in-arms Luis Rivera to do the job. They rented a car in Miami, headed north, surveilled Markel twice, and took his life for the total price of $100,000. Magbanua, however, was able to secure years of payments beyond that. The state has made up some movie plot fantasy of Garcia and Rivera being part of the “Latin Kings” gang, but it may be strategic. The Adelsons seem to be so delusional as to pretend they’re “making” people, as if mafiosos rake in a whopping $2m in revenue yearly, but really it’s just some guys trying to survive who had a little more dignity before they were caught up in this mess.
Continue reading →it’s not magic actually
We’re on the flip side. This, this has to be understood well by anyone in north america trying to move anything – at all, for anyone – forward in north america –
Native American and/or American Indian (the latter is what I usually use) history and literature was a year of my undergrad studies, and it almost killed me. I’d never felt so suicidal even after knowing and hating (as reaction) two people for doing it themselves. I can describe the pain as knowing why it’s perfectly logical to go through with it. And that’s, really, it. There’s no “ok well and this is why I didn’t”. You just crawl back from the recesses of your motherfucking HUMAN mind properly reacting to abject horror and devastation reined down on civilizations that existed in cooperation with others from all over the damned world for millennia and go, answer phones at a call center or whatever. The firsthand accounts, the source knowledge, isn’t so fucking far behind in the annals of history. The blood spilled remains within every road and building here, and I don’t mean that figuratively. This continent was trampled upon, and war was brought upon people who had no interest in starting one themselves.
I became acquainted with this semi-sniveling busybody who can’t shut the fuck up but I like her, and that’s probably mostly to her advantage. During our initial introduction, she spilled out a bunch of stuff that she viewed as altruistic, some of it is (selling and propagandizing native plants), but at the same time she is manipulative without fully understanding why, or maybe why she’s not very subtle and gives herself away in short order. After agreeing to purchase some plants from her, she gave me a handout on the importance of keeping native plants and avoiding all the typical landscaping ones from “Asia”, simply a huge foreign landmass whose plant exports in totality are going to throw everything off balance here in “the americas”; it’s a sentiment expressed in a way that I can imagine a racist democratic socialist from the 1910s attempting to articulate. She’s a well-to-do Catholic from Northern California, and because of those regional and religious inclinations, I felt like telling her to calm down a bit about the whole situation, as it exists now. Just take it down a notch, indulge in some locally made whiskey. I did not mostly because I appreciate the efforts to restore indigenous plants and pollinators for numerous reasons, but not everything that’s developed here was achieved by settler magic or by force. Evidence of contact and diplomacy between large civilizations and apparently just “the people who were here before us without one of their own” that demonstrates how this continent was affected by varied forms of trade and socialization is flatly ignored to really a psychotic degree. Off Vesta’s tweet and the excerpt he commented on encapsulates this ideological trajectory based on widely-spread, institutional/ized alibi –
I skimmed the page she left with me. The malthusian elements were glaringly obvious without having to read it in depth – we (who?) need these plants that in part help naturally maintain the “carrying capacity” of our one and only mother earth. I quickly crumpled it up and tossed it in the trash. What would we do without this white magic?
There are social media accounts that communicate fence-sitting and apologetics for not committing themselves to the struggles of actually existing indigenous people for existing while trying to appear as on the side of peace, and these are the people who will aid in bringing us to worldwide digital Gaza. In saying that, I think it’s obvious that Israel is reaching its expiration date, and most certainly not the other way around as the old school, BC (before covid) dixieland nativists have it, but the supremacism is the same, and it advanced significantly under covid with an HFCS glaze. Why oh why were Israelis protesting the green pass so massively ignored? Well the Americans of heavily sponsored Progressive pedigree said this is the way forward, so that’s that.
This politically organized supremacism is the same screaming insanity that served several purposes here before having to put it down like a rabid pit bull that’s not even satiated by the death and destruction it brings, because by that point, it’s let’s make a deal, spin the wheel in our nice suits and dresses. What will the dissolution of Israel bring? As Mobb Deep informed us, there’s no such thing as halfway crooks.
pseudo unity, adulterated antifascism
The ongoing “Nazi Soldier Honored” production in Canada is really a high-level operation and not nearly as crude as elements of it appear to be, even to a critical eye. I think it is an elevation of the Trump show and demonstration of lessons learned communicating a “yes, we own all and operate on a different plane than all you brainwashed idiots we control”. In the sense that total ruling class ownership of all means is still a goal for complete domination, this sentiment is false, or else we would not see all these backdoor attempts at enshrining mandatory vaccination into law, as one example, while in a limited “court of public opinion”, the idea has largely failed. But this one example illuminates the totality of efforts and why this episode was undertaken and splattered across social media at all – to convince the working class that their interests align with those who make decisions over their heads on behalf of the ruling class. No, we are not all in this together, and we do not all benefit from this revelation of what is just now being popularly deemed as Canada’s “true nature”.
Although there is no one party dedicated to advancing working class interests (which should go without saying but be taken as deadly serious and not nihilist euphemistic expression), efforts among individual states to pass laws to prevent mandatory vaccinations in the dwindling public sphere exist and are meandering through houses and senates. These are victories, however strangled they may be by bourgeois partisanship (and completely ignored by the fake left parties that I can’t even begin to classify these days). Sovereignty in all its forms, even the infinitesimal ones, are inimical to ruling class goals and they must be stamped out for their complete victory to seal the deal into perpetuity. I don’t think forever slavery is possible, but I don’t know what would emerge from the failure. This 21st century Nazi dress-up signals to me in one sense that the rulers don’t either, but oh how they fantasize, and how they love playing dress up.
Continue reading →Logan’s run around the fabled pussy wagon to hell, part 1
Okay, yes, this title is what one could call click bait-y and maybe overly dramatic, but it is my wish for it to be perceived as funny or clever by the time a reader finishes perusing these [longer than my average] entries. (If you/they choose to do so; I received a comment some years back from someone who called a post of mine a “disappointing read” which sent me into a laughing fit. One can stop reading at any time. I am not out to force anyone to do so, nor am I charging or receiving payment for putting a few words into cyberspace. I barely promote my own writing after I post it and share to Twitter, but anyway.) I find the title funny at least, but drawing in prospective readers using something so saucy when the body turns out to be assuredly a little less titillating is in part what I’m driving at to expand upon the continued onslaught of attention grabbing done by the rulers while selling us something completely different, deformed, or degraded than what appears to be promised or guaranteed.
It’s obvious a version of this was used to sell C19: a raging invisible enemy inflicting grave harm we can’t perceive by any of our own senses, not even sickness from this standalone, simultaneously living and dead organism, the thing it’s precisely sold as causing. However it has shifted into a different phase, in large part because we’ve been so locked in to screens. Project Musk who has activated the X mirage-project promised to provide a wide range of “services” no one asked for and, if we can help it, no one needs either is one such shit sandwich of falsehoods. Maybe it’s more of an air sandwich presently with regard to what Project Musk is proposing with “revenue sharing” by uploading your identifying information, only to receive a pittance that will allow you to slap together two slices of Wonder Bread and gulp some air down as you consume it. It’s shit at the end of the day regardless.
I find this phenomenon in the mundane I still have the “freedom” to move about in. For example, a self-identified “boutique” regional pet store chain has seemingly been acquired by a larger pet supply chain of what looks to be of the Petco, etc, variety – something more relatable to “the times” I guess. But I have never heard of this larger distributor, so it appears to be more of a rebrand. Did it exist prior? I don’t know and really don’t care since the current slogan is “new name, same great selection” while the selection has obviously narrowed. I will just stop patronizing them as their boutique-ness before was also misleading and the “progressive” snobbery it’s situated in is just maddening as hell. There was a wider selection of products, but they mainly carried the same stuff the big box stores do at a slight markup that item by item adds up to a lot more per trip. Boutique, okay. It’s all a lie, a gambit to get one to hang on to the brand that’s now “less, but better”.
Smart marketing, at least, in our up is down, left is right, black is white world. The broader “less, but better” program has accelerated in 2023 in a desperate bid to sell “climate change”. It’s real guys, as real as the pandemic “we’re still in”. And “inflation” is over here or there in the supermarket, doing something as a symptom unto itself but also causing the “cost of living crisis” that popped up on the scene in the last couple of years. But that’s the way things are; just forget about it as you dive into “content”.
Continue reading →a non-question part 2
Picking up from here, I must say I didn’t put my proofs together. I’ve been doing my best which is caring for and nurturing my family to the best of my ability, which is pretty damn good. In any case, I think the logistics of everything I really care about are self evident without having to cite precise numbers: the more that our meager publicly available health care resources are sucked up and magically transformed into beach houses, the more women suffer, and the more trans people suffer (whether they are female or are feminized males under attack regardless of self-identification) though it is presented as the exact opposite in the media. As with all the things. There is no especially held up demon to blame that has a nefarious agenda to get everyone to agree to evil opposite world; there is the ruling class and their desire to kill as many as possible and then confuse and maim the rest into a state of absolute, unquestioning slavery. The latter is truly impossible, but the ride is going to get even bumpier for everyone on earth except a select few before that’s settled once and for all.
Continue reading →pouring one out for Bob, I guess
A former Manhattan restaurant owner has been sentenced to 24 and a half years in prison on two counts of rape.
Robert Iacobellis appeared in court Friday as Judge Kendra Lewison sealed his fate, granting a motion to depart to the grid, sentencing him to 147 months on both counts, to be served consecutively, for a total of 294 months. The 64-year-old entered into an Alford plea in April 2022, maintaining his innocence but admitting to prosecutors that evidence would likely result in a guilty verdict if brought to trial…
At the hearing, five people spoke on behalf of the former Bob’s Diner owner, including his two daughters, Elizabeth King and Jamie Berges, the latter testifying in support of her father from the Pottawatomie County Jail, where she’s currently incarcerated. One of the three victims, who was 7 at the time Iacobellis began abusing her, provided a victim impact statement, noting the abuse occurred on numerous occasions. That victim is now 19 years old…
Iacobellis was initially arrested in August 2019 on charges of rape and aggravated indecent liberties with a child. He was eventually charged with 27 total counts involving three victims, and ultimately convicted on two rape charges.
The case was delayed several times, partially due to the COVID-19 pandemic, but also due to unsuccessful attempts by Iacobellis to hire his own attorneys as well as disagreements with his appointed counsel and an unsuccessful attempt to withdraw his Alford plea.
Iacobellis sentenced to 24.5 years on rape convictions involving minors
BY BRANDON PEOPLES ON FEBRUARY 24, 2023
Why did I go meddling in my old self’s life when I really have no business being there? I’d rather forget that I ever worked for Bob Iachobellis who turned out to be one of the most reprehensible humans I had met up until that point in my short life. He worked hard at an affable yet tough wise guy persona, but the simmering psychosis just underneath was palpable. He had enough cool to walk away from initial introductions once he couldn’t contain his nervous glances around the immediate settings that communicated “that’s enough for now. I’ll learn your weak points soon enough to leech on your soul.”
Continue reading →these are the dads I know I knew
Some fathers expect to be revered for life for the simple act of doing something every male from every species on earth is equipped to do no matter how bad their acts are otherwise, and how at odds they can be with creating new life. Mine is one such. I wanted to like him, but he has a lot of unprocessed trauma from being a second generation american born into extreme poverty. I’m really sorry for that, I spend all day thinking about the conditions that created this chain of trauma and abuse and have been an advocate for those affected by it. In fact, the mentor and father figure who kept my biological father out of a life of petty crime and mob running inspired directions in my own career because he stepped in when my indigent paternal grandfather could not do anything but drink and then die in the street.
So too did my father find the dad he needed and maybe there were others. Due to his lack of parenting ability, I was fortunate to have found positive male role models who were responsible for more fathering than my dad did and that’s just how it works out for many people. We might not know when we’re in it, but we can look back and see who we counted on, and who we are today because of it.
A man named Tullis gave me a priestly blessing as a baby. I remember really liking him in my very early life before he moved away. I admired how curly his hair was no matter how short he cropped it and thinking about him as the man who gave me this earthly blessing to protect me. I’ve survived some close calls in my life and I think Tullis really meant what he said.
My friend’s dad Dwayne had her much later in life, a “happy accident”, and she was very loved. I had so much fun staying at her house. We listened to Mariah Carey and Prince, read teen magazines without interruption. Just prior to covid, she developed breast cancer. And the love he and her mother blessed her with was evident in the community outpouring of support from coast to coast. She is still with us. Dwayne had passed on many years before however. His advanced age lent him a grandfatherly quality though he never struck me as “old”, even then! He was very tall and lean, his full head of hair completely white. He would take my friend and I to amusement parks, just us, and it was the best. We had so much fun. He would take us out to eat and talk about his political inclinations in this age appropriate way that we could understand because he wanted us to have our own opinions on matters. He really did make everything political, in the best way possible! And he was the kindest type of person for it.
Roy used to be my supervisor when I was just 21 in sales. He was just old enough to be my father, or a very cool uncle. He had two daughters of his own not that much younger than me, and he was so proud of them, their biggest cheerleader. Roy was rotund in a way that seemed like a conscious decision on his part, always with a knowing grin when he wanted to get you in on something he was up to, and would find any reason to cut up. But, if you fucked with anyone he cared about, watch out. He became a hurricane, you could see the shifting winds in his eyes, deep set and knowing. He had joined the army out of high school and was sent to Iraq in ’91. I did not know what antiwar meant till I met him; I didn’t understand how deep a mistrust of the government could be on a fundamental level until that time in my life. Unlike many “vets” we’re supposed to take at face value in the age of online socialization simulation, he was far from “proud”. He cursed the armed forces at any opportunity. I learned so much from him and will be endlessly grateful for it. All the while we clicked and goofed off in only the way a caring father figure could with someone he viewed as a daughter. We drank black French roast all day long and joked about the imagined super powers it could give us that were really just exaggerated versions of ourselves when we had to go out on a service call or otherwise have a mundane interaction with a client.
Then there is my maternal grandfather, Lynn. A character to be sure. He liked smoking, gambling, and working hard. And then having a long retirement for his gambling luck, past the Vegas casino floor. He never spoiled me too much, just enough, and he didn’t like to live like a king. Just comfortably so everyone else in the family could have enough to establish something similar. I suspect he was financially abused in his last days which is a damn shame if you knew him. There was no other man in my life while he was alive who could recall the details of my aspirations from the last time we spoke in often surprising ways, sincerely ask me questions and offer me well wishes and advice.
notes on institutional psychosis
I was thinking I could work this subject matter into the longer post I’m working on regarding the trial of Letecia Stauch which I am incorporating with themes of the corporate and legal laundering of trauma to the point it’s nearly meaningless when brought up in virtual spheres. But recognizing it is not, especially at this time as we come to grips with the next stage of assault while we try to do something resembling healing of our already severely damaged psyches. So I appreciate this thread by @whitemntred that reflects much of my thinking on trauma, and it ties into what I’m trying to pin down by using the term institutional psychosis.
To say such psychosis is institutionalized is not quite right, to me. I think that people who have been institutionalized understand the attempts that have been made on their personhood and the damage that has been done. Jordan Neely was an example to be made for the entire world. Do not state the obvious intentions of those who mercilessly rule over you and the pain you are living with, do not recognize what has been robbed from you, or else. Everything is supposed to be filtered down and already masticated for you by the psychotic institutions that are self-perpetuating in these processes at this point.
Continue reading →pseudo-masculinized emasculation
So Phil Hartman died 25 years ago today/yesterday. What a loss, what talent he had. Peerless. Senselessly murdered by an extremely jealous and dangerous woman. Did he know it was coming? –not to cast blame on him, I just haven’t looked into the case in years. So more accurately, did he know it could be a possibility? No one but .00000001% of the world’s population goes into a romantic partnership with the intent to kill the other, but when you know it’s a possibility the realization is unmistakable. And you have to get yourself out of such heated and impassioned situations, or die. If not physically, spiritually.
With all the freaking out about the gaying of america or whatever by rightists, mandatory gender changes etc, they are mum on issues of domestic violence that affect men. Even when the “MRAs” were making rounds, it was clear that wasn’t a goal. Meaningless stats and bogus claims about custody arrangements on an institutional scale. The hyper/pseudo-masculinized MAGA types would rather bluster about bludgeoning women for showing their ankles in public than think they could ever be fooled by a murderess.
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