THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS A BAD VAMPIRE

VERY SCARY SHIT

AMUSING OURSELVES TO DEATH





THE SIGN SPEAKS FOR ITSELF

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BOLERO

THINKER

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SINGING PIGS

Singing Pigs

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A TALE OF TWO TWATS

These are the faces of morally corrupt
cretins...





...nursing home residents were spat upon, spanked, improperly touched, and tormented by the teenagers earlier this year. Excerpts of the misdemeanor complaints can be found below. Broitzman allegedly poked one resident's breasts, spit into the mouth of another elderly person, and "put her bare butt" in the face of a Good Samaritan Society resident identified as "S.W." Larson once "inserted her finger into a resident's rectum," spit water on another "vulnerable adult," and would deliberately bathe a resident in a rough manner so the elderly man would get an erection.

I hope they get jail time but odds are they won't.
I see this attitude among more and more kids today...
Contempt for the rules of civilized society & behavior.
They should rot.

PISSED OFF AND GONNA GO ON STRIKE

THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS A BAD VAMPIRE -
ONLY BAD POT SMOKING - WHISKEY DRINKING
CRACK HEAD MOMMIES WHO FORGET TO LEAVE SOME EFFEN PLASMA IN THE FRIDGE FOR JUNIOR'S BREAKFAST

WELCOME TO LA-LA LAND

Mature Alice drawn into wonderland by the white rabbit
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TROUBLED LAND

John Mellencamp -- Farm Aid champion and one of the heartland's favorite singer-songwriters -- has created a new video for the song "Troubled Land," a track from his latest album, Life Death Love And Freedom. The black and white clip was directed by Martyn Atkins, shot on location in Savannah, Georgia, and takes its subject matter beyond the implied anti-war message of Mellencamp's tag line "bring peace to this troubled land." The video's small town backdrop to Mellencamp's troubadour style of storytelling employs visuals such as a threatening wolf, teens pummeling a luxury car in a junkyard, a reverse-burning flag, and money freely blowing along a sidewalk, suggesting a decaying culture in desperate need of repair. Further emphasizing that point, one of the verse's lyrics conjures harbingers of sorrow and hunger walking ever-closer to their destination, visually accented by a sign-spinner performing with a "foreclosure" advertisement and a gas pump meter spinning wildly upwards. However, the video ends with a message of hope, it's last scene of a baby crawling across an American flag suggesting rebirth and renewed idealism.

Watch the video:



For this article, John said the following:

We're fighting wars we shouldn't be fighting and we've been spending money we don't have on those wars. Working people are falling into poverty and jobs are shipped overseas as corporations get tax breaks for doing so while are prisons overflow. I put out a song about the way things are called 'Troubled Land' to give folks the news like Woody Guthrie used to do with his music.
And in his recent Indiana radio ad for Barack Obama, Mellencamp stated, "I've seen a lot of small towns, and now I'm seeing small towns across America dying, folks losing their jobs and their homes. Eight years of George Bush has really hurt, and John McCain is just more of the same...I'm proud to support Barack Obama, because whether you live in a small town or a big city, it's time for a change."

ADDICTIVE SITES

LISTZE -ARE YOU A BLOGGING FOOL....

WHAT A BUCK WILL GET YOU THESE DAYS

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HOUSE OF THE RISING SUN - PINK FLOYD

FUCKED UP LIKE A DUCK

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Monday, April 7, 2008

THE JOURNAL OF THE HORRORHOLIC - BLOODY DISGUSTING SHIT

I WANT TO GET ONE FUCKING THING STRAIGHT
QUIT SPREADING RUMORS ABOUT ME AND HILARY CLINTON
I DON'T KNOW THE WOMEN
I NEVER MET THE WOMEN
I HAVE NEVER HAD SEX WITH THAT WOMEN

I DO HAVE A QUESTION.....
IS GETTING A BLOWJOB CONSIDERED HAVING SEX
JUST ASKING........




This weekend was actually pretty hectic. I ended up watching 6 movies between Thursday and Sunday night. Thursday was The Ruins and I think I've exhausted every opportunity to say that I thought it was merely an average flick. Not bad, not good. Just there. Friday night, I went to the Florida Film Festival for a special screening of William Castle's Strait Jacket. This was actually a pretty good flick, though, out of all the William Castle films I have seen, it is my least favorite. Joan Crawford was great in it and the Pepsi product placement (she was the Pepsi spokesperson when it was made) was hilarious. The film was campy as all Castle horror flicks are (save Rosemary's Baby, which he just produced) and that whats I really dig about them. He knew how to show audiences a good time. I was also kind of shocked at the violence in the film, as it was pretty extreme for the time (with the on screen decapitations and all). Then again, I haven't seen Homicidal yet, which should be arriving in the mail any day now. Since that Spinetingler documentary, I've been trying to check out all his films that I've missed out on. During the movie, I tried this Guinness flavored gelato and it was pretty tasty, though really expensive at $7 a serving. Won't be doing that again anytime soon. Jennifer Tilly and Don Mancini (the guy behind the Child's Play franchise) were at the screening too and I got to say "Hi".Real early Saturday morning, I woke up and rode 15 miles n the bike trail with two friends. I usually work out 3-4 times a week but I wanted to try something new, to mix it up a bit and this really did the trick. I hadn't been on a bike in a few years but it was a blast. Beach Cruisers FTW!!!Saturday night, I got to check out two flicks at the film festival. First up was Timecrimes. This movie is borderline brilliant. As long as you can buy into Hector getting into the time machine the first time (under the circumstances though, it isn't quite that hard), you will have a blast. The acting, plot, direction... everything was phenomenal. Probably the best, if not one of the best, films I've seen this year. Whenever you get a chance to check it out, do yourself a favor and do it.Right afterwards, I checked out Jack Brooks: Monster Slayer. Look at the movie poster and if you think it looks awesome, odds are you will like this film plenty. Its gory, gooey and very funny at times. For the first time since the original Nightmare, I felt that someone actually cast Robert Englund correctly. It didn't feel like he was cast, so that the film makers could seem "way cool" or anything like that. He was actually pretty good for what the role demanded. And I'll be damned if there isn't some great puppetry in the film. If I hadn't been sold on the film until then, then that puppet sure would have done the trick. Really, really fun third act.Sunday was a pretty lazy day for me. It rained all freaking day which was a great excuse for me to fire up the DVD player. Up first, Eyes of a Stranger. Damn, that poster is cool. This movie is part of the Twisted Terror Collection WB put out a few months ago (and the last in my set to be watched). I actually thought it wasn't too bad. Jennifer Jason Leigh played a pretty convincing deaf-blind girl and I thought the cat and mouse premise played out nicely. Nothing that will rock the world or anything like that (Trust me, you've seen some derivative of this story before) but its watchable.After that, I went back to my childhood and watched Ducktales The Movie: Treasure of the Lost Lamp. I had no idea this was on DVD until a few weeks ago. Apparently, you have to save up points to buy it from the Disney DVD club, which I can't do because I only own like 3 Disney movies. So, I did the next best thing: I bought it off of eBay. It has Christopher Lloyd and Rip Torn voicing characters. I don't think this movie needs another defense. If you didn't grow up watching it, I don't think its something you'd really be into but I did grow up with it, therefore...Finally, Chopping Mall! I've been meaning to check this flick out for a while and I finally found it used for $3. And, since I had a $3 credit at MovieStop, it was the right price! This movie is so bad, its good. Horrible dialogue, a great 80s synth soundtrack, a ridiculous(ly awesome) plot and a really cool head explosion scene. Oh, and theres some gratuitous nudity thrown in for good measure. It's not as great as Troll 2 or other mainstays in the camp genre but its worth a look and Im glad I finally got my chance to see it.Anyway, this week I'm taking my mother up to the Mayo Clinic. She's had her neck broken at three times (all involving separate car accidents), has anemia and tons of scar tissue. Basically, she's a mess. Hopefully, the people at the Mayo Clinic can do something for her. I should be home Thursday night in time to sneak into the preview screening for Prom Night. Since its a "no press allowed" screening, I'll probably have to toss on a fake mustache to get in. Makes me wonder how bad it is to basically have a press screening without inviting the press...


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7Drillbit Taylor Review
Date Posted: 03-20-2008 at 02:18 PM - Comments (0)
I'll watch anything that has Judd Apatow's name on it, even if he is just producing it. So, against my better judgment, I actually went to the Drillbit screening. Now, I had never actually seen a trailer for this movie. I just knew it was about a couple of dorky freshman that hire an adult to be their bodyguard. To me, that doesn't sound so great. But, Apatow's track record shows that he's usually involved in a few good movies and then a real crapfest. It wasn't time for his next POS movie, because Walk Hard only came out last December, so I had my fingers crossed. The plots in his projects are usually very simplistic, which also gave me some hope.Freaks and Geeks: A bunch of nerdy kids go to high schoolUndeclared: A very bizarre group of friends in their freshman year of collegeAnchorman: Sexist anchorman comes to terms with female workers (Only funny movie with Will Ferrell in a main role...That's an accomplishment!)40 Year Old Virgin: 40 year old has never been laidKnocked Up: An unwanted pregnancy from an unlikely coupleSuperbad: Three kids try to buy alcohol for a graduation partyYou see what I mean? Sadly, I was waaaaay wrong.The three main characters seem like variations from Superbad. Ryan and Wade, the two main kids, are modeled heavily after Seth and Evan. Hell, Emmit, the really dorky friend, is basically McLovin. The relationships between these guys is even the same. Wade and Ryan are best friends. Wade is scrawny and kind of awkward and Ryan is heavy set and very boisterous. Emmit, who Wade admits being friends with, is someone that Ryan absolutely hates and picks on the whole movie, despite going everywhere with him. I mean, its the same damn thing. Then again, Seth Rogen wrote both. Drillbit, played by Owen Wilson, is a very uninteresting character, considering that he has to carry the whole movie on his shoulders. I think he got one funny line the entire movie. Basically, I could just summarize this movie in three words: unfunny and disappointing. And, for a comedy, being funny should be all that you're focused on, whether its in the material or the acting. Considering who was involved behind the scenes, this could have been a hit. You have Seth Rogen, Kristofor Brown (Undeclared and Beavis and Butthead) and John freakin Hughes writing the story. Judd Apatow is producing. I mean, right there, you should have an unstoppable team. To me, Apatow and Rogen are to filthy but heartfelt comedies what Shane Black is to action/comedy flicks. Maybe it's that they don't know how to make a clean(er) comedy. Maybe it's that Rogen already blew his load with his other writing gigs and has nothing left to offer. I certainly hope not.Everyone, you have Forgetting Sarah Marshall to look forward to. I saw it last week and it is my second favorite film of the year so far. Forget this turkey and just focus on that one. It's no wonder Owen Wilson tried to kill himself during the filming.1/5

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6SXSW Day 5 (Final Day)
Date Posted: 03-12-2008 at 03:41 PM - Comments (0)
10:25 amWell, I decided to roll outta bed and seize the day. Southern Gothic was so bad that I didn't want to wake up and face another day, knowing that its possible for a movie to be so terrible. Here's hoping all that goodwill I had built up since being at SXSW hasn't entirely been wasted.4:57 pmWell, I'll be honest. I did absolutely nothing of importance between when I woke up and now. I wrote a review, transcribed some interviews and tried to find a ride home from the airport tomorrow. My mother is in a hospital in Jacksonville (Which is about a three hour drive from Orlando) and she was suppose to pick me up, since I didn't want to pay the $12 a day to park at the airport and my dad was the only one who was willing to drive me at 5am. Finally wrangled someone into doing it after a hour or so of calling around. For those who don't know (which is probably quite a few of you), I am a huge hot wing junkie. There's a place around my house that I frequent on Monday nights for all-you-can-eat wings and I was jonesing for some. The first day I arrived in Austin, I got a flier that said, "40 cent wings, all day on Tuesday). So, there was never any question where I would be eating on Tuesday. Daddy's was right down the street from the Alamo Ritz, which was where our first movie of the day was playing at 7:30, so it was conveniently located. For us anyway. Wings were decent, not as good as Gator's at home though. But, you can't beat that price.5:37 pmAfter eating, we walked down to this place called Tears of Joy, which is a hot sauce store. Kinda overpriced for hot sauce but its a niche store so I didn't know what I was expecting. They had basically every flavor known to man (Even a Keith Richards endorsed brand).6:03 pmOne of the popular things to do in Austin is going to the downtown bridge to watch the bats fly out at sundown. Apparently, its the largest urban bat colony in the U.S., which I'm told is around 1.5 million bats. And they all live under these two or three bridges that are right next to each other. 6:48 pmWe waited and waited and didn't see anything. The time change on Sunday had the sun setting at about 8-something and we had a movie to catch at 7:30 and quite a walk, now that we had gone out to the bridge. We have to leave for the theatre.7:30 pmBama Girl"A charismatic black woman at the University of Alabama runs for Homecoming Queen going up against a century of ingrained racial segregation, internal black politics and a secret association of all-white fraternities."I don't know if I've mentioned this before but I find most documentaries to have no re-watchability. They might be good or even great but I only find them to have entertainment value for one viewing. This one, however, I could watch again. The Homecoming Queen competition is interesting but what I really dug was the look at The Machine, which is the secret, all-white student government that runs all of the on-campus politics. They basically scare people into doing what they want them to do. The administration on the campus knows they're there and they do nothing about it. After seeing Bama Girl, I actually would like to see a companion piece on nothing but The Machine.4/59:02 pmWe walked over to Stubbs after the movie and went to the closing night party. Free beer, a techno group performing and a lot of smoke. It was alright for about 20 minutes. Then, Tim and I kinda lost interest and left. The drive to leave was more attributed to us having to wake up at the crack of dawn the next morning for our flight.Since I'm not doing anything tomorrow, aside from getting on a plane and going home, this will be my last blog for the festival. Overall, it was a lot of fun and the fine people at SXSW did a great job running everything smoothly and picking some great films. The theatres were mind numbingly awesome. The Alamo Drafthouse is the single greatest theatre I have ever had the privilege to be in. I wish there were more genre films but it was nice to watch a wide variety of stuff regardless. I can't wait to go back next year.Here's also a list of everything I saw, listed from best to worst.Dance of the Dead and Forgetting Sarah Marshall (Tie)21Bama GirlMister LonelyNot Your Typical Bigfoot MovieHarold and Kumar Escape From Guantanamo BayOtisA Necessary DeathThe PromotionSouthern Gothic




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5SXSW Day 4
Date Posted: 03-11-2008 at 10:43 AM - Comments (0)
9:45 AMEven though I only slept about 5 hours, I gotta get up...11:15 amI was starting my Dance of the Dead review and I fell back asleep. Great, its going to be one of those days. I forced myself to take a cold shower and now I'm totally wired and ready to seize the day. 1:39 pmTim kept raving about this restaurant called Manuel's so we went to go check it out today. First of all, its probably the most expensive place we've eaten at since we've been here. $16 for two enchiladas and some beans? $8 for some Flan? And secondly, it was just so-so. Definitely not the best Tex-Mex I've ever had.4:30 pm For the past few hours, I've been trying to get the internet working on my room and trying to catch up on writing/transcribing. The writing is going OK but the internet still isn't working. I called the front desk and asked why the wireless isn't working. Their response, "The rooms don't have wireless." So, whose wireless have I been stealing all week?5:24 pmI've been waiting in line for Forgetting Sarah Marshall for about 10 minutes now. And, I'm glad Tim and I got here this early because the line is already around the block. I've been sitting on this bench here in front of the Paramount, working on this Dance of the Dead review. Still.6:17 pmFore the first time this whole festival, I got leid. It was great. These two girls in hula outfits, one Tim noted looked suspiciously like Winnie from The Wonder Years, came out and dropped leis on everyone before going into the theatre. Nice.7:00 pmForgetting Sarah Marshall"A comic look at one guy's arduous quest to grow up and get over the heartbreak of getting dumped. If only his ex-girlfriend and her new boyfriend weren't staying at the same hotel."I'm a huge fan of the Apatow crew so needless to say, I enjoyed the hell out of this film. Jason Segel (Undeclared, Knocked Up) wrote and starred in the film and just really wowed me. I mean, this guy has had supporting roles so far but he carried completely carried the movie. Paul Rudd and Jonah Hill show up (this is an Apatow production of course) and of course, spew comedy gold every time they open their mouths. Hell, they even rip Kristen Bell's character about starring in a movie about killer cell phones and how stupid it was. Great flick and will definitely be a hit. 4.5/59:24 pmWe just got to The Austin Chronicle party and this place is crowded as hell. Theres a band playing on the stage (the party is at La Zona Rosa) and there's a giant buffet table filled with enchiladas and sushi. Plus, its got an open bar. We can't stay very long since Southern Gothic starts at 11 and we need to get in line. 11:00 pmSouthern Gothic"A man must atone for a tragic mistake by saving a little girl from a ruthless, undead preacher."I have no idea how this film is going to get picked up. While sitting through all 94 minutes (though I still can't figure out why I didn't get up and leave), I thought of all the other things I would have rather been doing than watching it: clipping my toenails, sleeping, contracting an STD. The only film at the festival, so far, that has absolutely no redeeming value whatsoever.0/51:00 amSuccess! I've finally finished my DOTD review and now, I'm going to bed.



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4SXSW Day 3
Date Posted: 03-10-2008 at 09:20 AM - Comments (0)
9:47 amFinally, I got some much needed sleep last night. Its about time too. The festival is really wearing me down. I think its just a combination of all of the walking we have to do with having to watch movies. I never thought get to theatres and watching movies could be exhausting. I guess its just something you have to try to really grasp the intensity of the situation.11:47 After trying to get some writing done while Tim went to a film making panel, we met up at Stubb's Bar-B-Que. I heard from everyone I know thats visited Austin that I absolutely needed to eat here and they weren't wrong. For $16 and change, I can eat all the barbecue I wanted, along with tamales and brunch food. Really odd combination of cuisines but hey, I can't resist.12:42 pmI've stuffed myself silly and uncomfortably waddled over to the convention center for the trade show at the convention center. I'm convinced the only reason this convention hall was rented out is to give away free candy. And yo-yos. And shot glasses. Basically, I got a bunch of random tricnkets that will probably cause my suitcase to be overstuffed and will sit at the bottom of closet for a few years. 1:23 pmI've just made my first trip to the press lounge. They have someone giving free massages! Aside from that, I'm just trying to be a Milford man, since someone is doing a video interview right next to me. 2:01 pmWhile Tim is interviewing the cast of Shuttle, I'm trying to finagle a screener out of the publicist. Doesn't look like its happening, as they don't want to start giving them out since the film hasn't been bought yet. I didn't get to check it out last night (I was watching Bigfoot and the ushers caught me trying to sneak into Shuttle right before it started... lame!) but Tim said it was really good so I'm looking forward to seeing it. I also just bought a bottle of Diet Coke for $3. I'm officially a tourist.2:39 pmSo, I was telling Tim earlier this morning that I've been looking for this Faith No More shirt, with the Angel Dust album cover on it and on the way back to the hotel, we stopped at a music store to take a look. Lo and behold, there's the shirt. Score! Right now, we're sitting back at the hotel and I'm writing my Bigfoot review for the site.6:33 pmWe just got in the theatre to watch The Promotion. The line is wrapped all the way around the building and down the street. Me, Tim and Capone and Quint from AICN were up near the front of the line so we got some primo seats for the movie. I know very little about this movie, besides the fact that John C. Reilly and Jenna Fischer. 7:00 pmThe Promotion"The story of two mid-level supermarket employees who compete ruthlessly for a coveted post at a new store location."Like Walk Hard, Fischer and Reilly's last film, The Promotion left me disappointed. I think that there are, occasionally, some funny moments in the film but they are few and far between. I think I might have laughed out loud about twice but the rest of the audience was laughing for almost the whole during of the film. Reilly was basically playing the film as Will Ferrell and it was very grating on my nerves. Not to mention that I hated both of the main characters. I can dig a film that has bad natured main characters in it but I found them to be so immature and so obnoxious that I just couldn't find any of their antics hilarious. 2/58:57 pmTim and I headed over to the Film Threat party a few blocks over for free beer and tamales. These tamales are probably the best I've had in a really long time. The business suite is crowded, hot and smelly. So, basically, its like every college party I've ever been to. In the main area, they have Rock Band set up and the owners of Film Threat are jamming away on old Jane's Addiction songs.10:15Dance of the Dead, a film I'm really looking forward to, is giving its world premiere audience a free round of beer, so we're sitting outside of the theatre almost two hours early. A few screenings have been getting really long lines (especially Mister Lonely and Explicit Ils, who turned tons of people away) and I figure with the incentive of free beer, a lot of people are going to be showing up.11:59 pmDance of the Dead"A horror/adventure that takes place on the night of the big High School Prom: the dead rise to eat the living and the only people who can stop them are the losers who couldn't get dates to the dance."I'm going to be writing a full review for the site and I don't want to give too much way before then but I will say that it is the best movie I've seen at the festival so far. Tons of fun and gory as hell.Rating pending but whatever it is, its going to be a really high score.2:57 amAfter the film, almost everyone in the theatre stayed behind and talked to the cast outside. After about 30 minutes, the cops showed up and told everyone to go home. Apparently, blocking the sidewalk and standing in the street at 2:30am on a Sunday night/Monday morning is really causing a lot of complaints and holding up traffic. Give me a break. Surprisingly, I'm not exhausted at all. In fact, Im pretty wired. But, I know we have interviews and a pretty full day tomorrow so I need to crash.



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3SXSW Day 2
Date Posted: 03-09-2008 at 09:26 AM - Comments (0)
8:17 amUuuugh, what time is it?10:30 amAfter stumbling downstairs to get the complimentary breakfast (mini pigs-in-a-blanket and waffles shaped like the state of Texas) and getting dressed, Tim and I started our trek towards the Four Seasons hotel for Otis interviews. 11:15 amWe arrive at a very crowded conference room. Basically, each table has either actors or behind-the-camera talent and interviewers jumped from table to table. The traffic in and out of the room is nuts and I'm just trying not to lose my seat over in the corner while I'm waiting for our interview session to start. 12:07 pmI finally broke down and had some of this yogurt they had brought to the room. It's too sour. So sour, in fact, that I puckered my lips when taking a spoonful and I think one Warner reps thought I was trying to blow them a kiss. I think Ill just keep a low profile until we get out of here. 1:15 pmAfter meeting up with some friends, we sat down at a restaurant to grab lunch before our first screening of the day, A Necessary Death. And finally, after searching all day yesterday, I've found a restaurant with Blue Moon beer.1:57 pmApparently, there's only one waiter in the whole restaurant, which is jam packed, and we still haven't gotten our food. They know we need to run down the street to the Alamo Ritz for a screening so they comped the bill to get us out. Fact: beer is always better when its free.2:17 pmWhile waiting for the film to start, I actually took the plunge and ordered something off of the Alamo menu. I have to know if the food is as good as every says it is. The menu is basically filled with bar food (pizza, burgers, etc.) and its decently priced. And man, its good. 2:30 pmA Necessary Death"'Documentary Filmmaker looking for suicidal individual to follow from first preparation to final act.' Cut from 142 video tapes, this project sheds light on the tragedy following the infamous internet ad."Now, this is a film, like Blair Witch, that might get people confused over whether its real or not. It's not. Apparently though, a few people in the audience thought it was and were complaining after the screening that it was too sadistic. I say, put that on the DVD cover, it'll sell. It's a very well done film and I think the fact that the audience bought into the film so much that it was real basically says almost everything needed to be said about the intensity of the acting. I think that some of the characters act in very unnatural ways (nobody with their character arcs would do some of the things they end up doing). Other than that, its a very riveting and dark movie. The best thing about this movie is that people will be talking after they see it. It's a textbook example of a water cooler movie. It brings up a lot of interesting questions about personal convictions and the desensitizing of our culture. 3.5/54:46 pmAfter heading back to the hotel and attempting to go over the recorded interviews done earlier in the day, I realize I'm too tired to comprehend anything. I couldn't even follow the plot of the Sci-Fi channel movie that was on. I have no idea how I'm going to make it through the rest of the day without falling into a deep coma.5:38 pmTim and I walk over to the Alamo Ritz to check out the new Harmony Korine (Gummo) film, Mister Lonely. The line is wrapped around the building and we're both really concerned that we're not going to make it in. Tim says that if we don't, it'll be the first screening at SXSW that he wouldn't have gotten into. They're starting to turn people away...6:04 pmNo joke, they cut the line off about 10 people behind us. We've barely made it inside. Barely.6:30 pmMister Lonely"A Michael Jackson impersonator lives alone in Paris and performs on the streets to make ends meet. At a performance in a retirement home, Michael falls for a beautiful Marilyn Monroe look-alike who suggests he move to a commune of impersonators in the Scottish Highlands."Aside from the rut of nothing-going-on-itis the movie finds itself in occasionally, its a decent watch. The conflict and interaction between the characters is superb. They're living their lives in such a way that really bizarre, yet identifiable to embrace. What I really dug about the film was that there was this side story within the film about a priest (Werner Herzog) and some nuns who go skydiving. They never interact with the main cast but they basically serve the same purpose as Tales From The Black Freighter in Watchmen. It's the movie within the movie. I can't say that its exactly like other Korine films, because this was has a sense of hope in it. Very bizarre, self-indulgent and not for everyone but it has a certain charm about that keeps you watching.4/510:12 pmAfter stopping off at the hotel for a rest, we head back into downtown to go to the Explicit Ils party, which neither Tim nor I have seen yet. The email invite says 10pm but when we show up, it turns out that it doesn't start until 11. Makes sense, since the movie doesn't finish until 10:45. While at the bar, I met someone who will probably end up being the most bizarre person I meet in Austin. This girl is probably a little older than me (I'm 22), almost assuredly very drunk and flashing people walking by on the street. And on top of that, she works at the bar. I guess the bar gets her nice and liquored up and sends her to the street out front to lure people in. Hey, I can't argue with that logic, it probably works. Side note: I'm also going to award this girl the quote of the day award. She was wearing a very tiny skirt, maybe a step above a loin cloth and keep in mind, its about 33 degrees outside. So, she talking to us outside of the bar and the wind keeps blowing her skirt up and she exclaims very loudly to everyone walking by, "My vagina is cold." Chomedy gold. As drunk as she was, I'm 100% sure she'll get warmed up before the night is over. 10:45 pmWhile waiting for a movie to start at the Ritz, I take a trip back out to the lobby to pick up my next t-shirt. I knew I needed to grab a Alamo Drafthouse shirt and was contemplating between a Godzilla and Dirty Harry design until I spotted the Faster Pussycat, Kill, Kill shirt. I feel in love and quickly threw another $20 down on the counter. Between two meals and two shirts, I've probably spent around $60 at the Alamo so far.11:00 pmNot Your Typical Bigfoot Movie"Through the experiences of two amateur researchers in southern Ohio, we see how the power of a dream can bring two men together and provide a source of hope and meaning."This movie is much less about Bigfoot than it is about the relationship and hardships these guys face as Bigfoot researchers. Dallas, one of the Bigfoot researchers, is totally consumed with Bigfoot and he does nothing but talk about him. The film shows how he functions in a day-to-day fashion and I still can't believe that someone does that. It just boggles my mind. Wayne, the other researcher, had some really great emotional moments and opened up his life more on film that Dallas and I think that's what really gives the movie a push over the average level. I'll be writing a review of this for the main page so I won't give to much more away.3.5/512:34 amSomehow, I've made it through the screening and back to the hotel. I honestly don't know how. I've hit the (festival) wall already and I'm the most tired I've ever been in my life. I can barely remember the walk back to the hotel. I'll definitely need to sleep in tomorrow so that I can at least have basic functions tomorrow.



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2SXSW Day 1
Date Posted: 03-08-2008 at 09:46 AM - Comments (0)
2008. The year I finally decided to go to the South By Southwest Film Festival. From March 7th to the 12th, I'll be in Austin, TX, taking in all the films I possibly can. This is, after all, my first film festival ever. I will be putting up reviews and interviews for the horror films, which are very few and far between compared to last year’s offerings, but in addition to that, I'll be keeping a daily blog of absolutely everything I experience on my first trek to SXSW. This includes anything the general insanity of the film festival to short non-genre film reviews. March 7, 20084:30 amYes, its 4:30 a.m. and my alarm is going off. I never knew what 4:30 am looked like before now and frankly, I'm not impressed. A half-hour later, I'm dressed, out the door and on the way to airport. After meeting up fellow B-D writer Tim Anderson (Tex Massacre), we hopped on a flight to Houston. It would have been a great flight, had I not been elbowed constantly by this really big fidgety guy sitting next to me. Luckily, I had my It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia DVDs so the time went by really fast (in case you've never checked out the show, I highly recommend it... it's like Seinfeld, only the people have even less scruples). 8:45 amWhen I grabbed my connecting flight to Austin, I noticed something really odd about the airport. When we first landed, I looked out the window real quick and saw some cars driving under the airplane. I thought I was hallucinating or something. But, sure enough, there is a highway going under the tarmac at the Houston airport. 10:00 amIt’s official. I'm in Austin and about 20 minutes away from the heart of the city. I catch a bus to downtown and then walk to the hotel because, well, transferring buses would've had me waiting around for a half-hour. And I'm impatient. Funny thing about Austin: it's basically built inside of a valley. So, as much as I thought Texas would be a bunch of flatlands, the eight block walk is all uphill. After trudging up to the hotel and dropping my bags off, I'm off to the convention center, which, luckily, is a downhill walk.11:12 amI don't see what the big deal with getting these press badges. I kept hearing horror stories from people who have been before that there could be an hour long wait in line. 10 minutes. All that rushing and worrying and it was a 10 minute wait. I've waiting longer in line at the Peter Pan ride. But, at least it’s done and I'm sure as hell not complaining. The funny thing about my badge is that before the first day of the convention, you have an opportunity to upload your badge photo online so it can be ready for you day of. Well, my photo kept disappearing online after I had uploaded it and finally, last night, it worked but showed up as roughly 1/8 the size it was suppose to be. Stupid computer system! And before I forget to say it, damn, this convention center is huge (it takes up two city blocks!). 12:17 pmWho knew trying to get directions to a Chinese restaurant could be so difficult. Can you believe there is not one single take-out restaurant in all of downtown Austin? Everyone I ask at the information booth is looking at me like I'm crazy. What's it take to get some General Tso chicken around here?12:22 pmBefore heading out the first screening of the day, Harold and Kumar Escape From Guantanamo Bay, I had lunch with Nicole from Dark Sky Films. And, right now, I just realized I paid $10 for a burrito. 1:23 pmEven though this is a press only screening for Harold and Kumar, I expected the theatre lobby to be packed. Maybe 50 people. Maybe. Oh and this is also my first trip to the Alamo so I'm really excited to be going to a world famous theatre. Apparently, since the original Alamo theatre is no longer standing, they now have two locations (I'm currently at the Alamo Lamar). But, none of that matters right now because the screening has been pushed back from 2pm to 5pm. Apparently, the print has not arrived yet. Very randomly, I also met a guy who looks suspiciously like the skinny version of Jared from the Subway commercials. 3:12 pmAfter coming back into town to drop stuff off at the hotel and get Tim some lunch, I get a call from a local friend whose also here, film critic William Goss of Central Florida Future and eFilmCritic. Apparently, the Harold and Kumar screening has been moved back to 6pm. Great. 5:16 pmCould this cab driver be taking a longer way to get to the Alamo? It's like he's taking the longest way possible, during rush hour, to get more money out of me. 5:34 pmWell, I've finally made it into an actual theatre at The Alamo. It's got a pretty great set up. Food served to me while I watch the movie. It's not an entirely new concept to me, as I've visited the Enzian theatre in Florida many times, but I really dig the old school feel to the theatre. While we're waiting for the movie to start, they're playing these old anti-drug reels, filled with anything from Dragnet episodes to cavemen cartoons with people tossing around decapitated heads. Damn, this place is awesome. It also has a really great T-Shirt store in the lobby that sells film shirts ranging from kung-fu to porn. 5:57 pmThe movie just arrived at the theatre and they have to check the film reels. It'll be 10 minutes.6:14 pmIt'll be another 10 to 15 minutes.6:23 pmIt'll be another 10 to 15 minutes. They're checking the last reel. 6:43 pmIf the film starts in the next couple of minutes, we could still technically make the opening night film...6:53 pmStill no film. I hate Harold and Kumar.6:59 pmIt's about time!Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay"The triumphant return of the two hilarious, slacker anti-heroes. This time, the boys get themselves in trouble trying to sneak a bong onboard a flight to Amsterdam. Now, being suspected of terrorism, they are forced to run from the law and try to find a way to prove their innocence. What follows is an irreverent and epic journey of deep thoughts, deeper inhaling and a wild trip around the world that is as "un-pc as it gets."I honestly thought I would hate this film with every fiber of my being. The first isn't exactly a favorite of mine but I'll admit it has its moments, even if they all involve very immature stoner humor. But, surprisingly, this film made me laugh quite a bit. It's not really the plot that works, as it’s basically just a bunch of sketches thinly woven together to stretch out the central plot. I think it’s more that I just enjoy the characters. They're completely idiotic... and I can't help but watch them. It’s got Doogie, a sex scene involving Kumar, his ex-girlfriend and a dime bag and more Doogie. I don't think it'll hold up as well as the original but it's nothing to shake a stick at either.3/58:58We've somehow managed to make it back to the Paramount Theatre before they started letting people in for the opening night film, 21. There's no doubt in my mind it was a miracle. The Paramount, which is right in the heart of downtown Austin, is where all of the "big" premieres will be held. Inside, it looks like an opera theatre, with balconies on the side and one in the center. It even has ushers in tuxedos. The only thing I didn't like about the theatre is that if you sit near the back, the center balcony's overhang blocks the top of the screen. Granted, I’m not missing too much up there but I still wish it wasn't there.9:30 pm21"Based on the true story of a group of MIT students who, under the guidance of a cryptic professor, takes Vegas casinos for millions through the mathematical art of counting cards."Finally, a movie with Kevin Spacey and Kate Bosworth that's actually pretty good. Apparently, director Robert Luketic had been trying to make this film for about a decade but Kevin Spacey had bought the rights to the article the film was based. I'm glad he had a chance to get out of the romantic comedy genre and try something new because he actually delivered something pretty solid. What I thought the film really delivered on was showcasing the tension during the card games. And maybe the film was a little predictable in that I predicted the ending at the start of the third act but I still think it was delivered very well.4/511:24 pmTwo blocks over and five minutes of walking through the freezing cold, me and Tim make it to the Alamo Ritz for a screening of Raw Feed's new flick, Otis. After ordering my food, I step out into the lobby to go to the t-shirt store. There's an awesome Death Race 2000 design and I jump on it immediately. They make the shirts right there in the store/lobby area and they seem to be pretty high quality, though I can't help but think that $20 is a little overpriced for a homemade shirt. Still, no one else is every going to have this design so I happily throw the money down on the counter.11:59 amOtis"In the midst of a serial abductor/killer's rampage, a beautiful young teen goes missing but soon turns the tables on her tormentor."As far as Raw Feed stuff goes, or at least the ones I've seen, Otis is a pretty decent movie. The film has some pretty funny bits in it, mostly involving Daniel Stern (CHUD!), with a very convincing turn as a nervous and overstressed father, or Jere Burns, who plays a methodically incompetent FBI agent. Actually everyone did a pretty good job in their respective roles, each bringing a special over-the-top quality to the film. The big qualm I had with the film was the writing. In parts, it works and the movie moves along quite smoothly. But, other times, I felt like some of the dialogue was being written by a 5 year old. At one point in the film, while Otis is torturing a young girl, he exclaims, "I'm going to eat your teeth." Really? The film is littered with stuff like that and while overall, it doesn't destroy the film, it bogs it down quite a bit. 2.5/52:10 amThe movie is over and I've just gotten back to the hotel. It feels like it's 10 degrees outside. My first day at SXSW was a pretty great. I have virtually no complaints other than to have essentially waited 5 hours to see a movie. Thank god this isn't Sundance and I actually got into all my screenings. Sleep is calling me.




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Date Posted: 02-09-2007 at 11:26 AM - Comments (2)
Yesterday, I got a ticket. Nothing too fancy about that. However, the story provided some with laughter, so Ill share it.Officer: License and registrationMe: Yes sirO: You know why I pulled you over?D: Uh-huh. I was going to fast.O: Do you know what the speed limit is on the road?D: 40... 45?O: 45, OK. Do you know how fast you were going?D:.... nope. I have no clue. (Me thinking: Of course I do. I was going like 80.)(Guy walks away. Im sitting in the car, staring at the clock. I am exactly one block away from the entrance of my neighborhood. I figure if Im polite, maybe I wont get a huge ticket or anything. 5 minutes pass, nothing. 10 minutes pass, nothing. I fall asleep...seriously. All of a sudden, I hear the guy calling my name).O: Sign here.... blah, blah, blah (Ticket is only for 58 in a 45... not too bad... My manners saved me a trip to court)D: OK. O: My advice... slow down and get off your cell phone, you almost didn't see me (Note: I was not on my cell phone but saw no reason to argue about this... he reduced my ticket by a lot). D: No, I saw you.O: Then, what? Were you deciding whether or not to stop?(This is were my sarcasm kicks in... I tried to by nice, but I didn't get the point of his comment except to be difficult. Plus, he already filled out all the paperwork, so I was getting a clean getaway anyway no matter what I said)D: No sir I wasn't. You just happened to look like you were flagging a plane down in the middle of the road, not telling me to get over on the curb. You should practice your hand signals. I have no idea what the hell you meant.O: (Completely dumbfounded by my apparent sarcasm) Oh. And then he walked away. Moral of the story: Don't drive on StoneyBrook Parkway anymore. Oh, and Im sarcastic.

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101 LIES MEN TELL WOMEN


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Liar




1. I'll call you.

2. I love you.

3. You're the only one.

4. I've never felt this way about anyone else.

5. I've got to work late at the office tonight.

6. That's the best sex I've ever had.

7. You've got the most beautiful eyes.

8. No, I'm not married.

9. Sorry. I must have left my wallet and credit cards at home.

10. You just have to believe me when I tell you nothing's wrong.

11. I'm ready to make a commitment.

12. Except for a beer or two, I never drink.

13. My wife and I haven't had sex in years.

14. We'll get married as soon as I ...

15. I'll be home in twenty minutes.

16. It's not that I don't care - I just have to spend more time with
my kids.

17. I've only slept with maybe ten women in my entire life.

18. I've been celibate since we broke up.

19. I could never lie to you.

20. I can still last all night.

21. I always use a con-dom.

22. I can help you get a great job in my company (field)

23. I haven't seen her since she and I broke up.

24. I tested HIV negative.

25. I haven't seen her since she and I broke up.

26. The only sexual fantasies I have are about you.

27. No, I don't think your thighs (stomach, breasts, hips, etc.) are
too big.

28. I'm too tired.

29. How could you think I'd be interested in her? She's your best
friend.

30. When it comes to oral sex, I'm the best.

31. I've never had any trouble keeping an erection before.

32. It's you and me, babe - we'll make love all over Europe.

33. I'd never do anything to hurt you.

34. I want to grow old with you.

35. Believe me, my wife and I live very separate lives.

36. Our having sex won't change a thing between us.

37. Don't worry, I've had a vasectomy.

38. I'm going to leave my wife.

39. You're nothing at all like my mother.

40. Your being a different religion doesn't matter to me.

41. It doesn't bother me that you make more money than I do.

42. Even without sex, we'd still be friends.

43. I think older women are the most exciting.

44. I'm considered one of the top people (in my field, in the company).

45. What attracts me to you is your mind.

46. We'll split all the child care and household chores fifty-fifty.

47. Of course I don't mind that you didn't come.

48. I've never had an affair before.

49. You're the only one who understands me.

50. I've never been in therapy.

51. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me.

52. No, I'm not seeing anyone else.

53. I haven't thought about her (old girlfriend) in years.

54. How many times do I have to tell you I'm not having an affair?

55. Your career is as important as mine.

56. I promise you that I'll change.

57. I want us to remain close friends always.

58. My wife and I have an understanding.

59. You're wonderful; you deserve someone better than me.

60. I don't masturbate.

61. Let's be friends first.

62. When you walked through that door, I knew it was the real thing.

63. I'd like you even if you were a man.

64. It's okay to be good looking, but looks just don't mean that much
to me.

65. The difference between us will bring us even closer.

66. I spend everything I earn on you and the kids.

67. No, I never said that.

68. You make me feel like a kid again.

69. I'm going out with the boys (to the gym, to the office).

70. I'll move wherever you want.

71. Of course I'm not bored with you.

72. As soon as I finish this project (get a promotion, a raise, make
partner), we'll......

73. You've got more sex appeal in your little toe than my wife's got
in her whole body.

74. It wouldn't be you and me anymore if I used one of those.

75. Let's pool our assets - whatever is mine is yours.

76. I still find you just as attractive as the day I met you.

77. Divorce is the farthest thing from my mind.

78. Sure, I'll watch the kids.

79. It's not just the sex I want, it's being close to you.

80. We'll be spending a lot of time together when I retire.

81. You're the only reason I've worked so hard.

82. If I didn't have all this work, you know I'd go with you and the
kids to your mom's.

83. No one's ever turned me on like you do.

84. My boss says there's nothing to worry about.

85. I'll never tell.

86. Relax, she's just a friend.

87. This is just a temporary separation until
we get things worked out.

88. Your hair (dress, outfit) looks fantastic.

89. It was just sex - it didn't mean a thing.

90. Of course I'm listening to what you're saying.

91. Come on in and we'll just cuddle for a few minutes.

92. No, I don't think you're fat.

93. You're the woman I should have married.

94. I'm going to be focusing on my work for a while now.

95. I guarantee you, I'm not the father.

96. Your having kids has nothing to do with my not wanting to get
married.

97. I'm not ashamed of the way you talk (look, act, etc.)

98. It's nothing personal; I just don't like sharing my living space
with someone.

99. This time I'm really serious.

100. Honestly, honey, it's just for the guys - none of the wives go to
the conference.

101. I'll always take care of you.

MAKING THE WORLD SAFE MEGALINK

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THE MONEY MYTH

The Money Myth Exploded

Posted in the database on Monday, June 19th, 2006 @ 12:11:08 MST (65535 views)
by Louis Even Micheal Journal

“The Money Myth Exploded” was one of the first articles of Louis Even, and remains one of the most popular to explain how money is created as a debt by private banks.

1. Shipwreck survivors

An explosion had blown their ship apart. Each one grasped the first bit of wreckage that came to hand. And when it was over, there were five left, five huddled on a raft which the waves carried along at their will. As for the other victims of the disaster, there was no sign of them.

Hour after long hour their eyes searched the horizon. Would some passing ship sight them? Would their make-shift raft finds its way to some friendly shore?

Suddenly a cry rang out: “Land! Look! Over there, in the direction the waves are carrying us!”

And as the vague silhouette proved itself to be, in fact, the outline of a shore, the figures on the raft danced with joy.

They were five. There was Frank, the carpenter, big and energetic. It was he who had first cried, “Land!”.

Then Paul, a farmer. You can see him, front and left in the picture, on his knees, one hand against the floor, the other gripping the mast of the raft.

Next is Jim, an animal breeder; he's the one in the striped pants, kneeling and gazing in the direction of land.

Then there is Harry, an agriculturist, a little on the stout side, seated on a trunk salvaged from the wreck.

And finally Tom, a prospector and a mineralogist; he is the merry fellow standing in the rear of the picture with his hand on the carpenter's shoulder.

2. A providential island

To our five men, setting foot on land was like returning to life from the grave.

When they had dried and warmed themselves their first impulse was to explore this little island on to which they had been cast, far from civilization.

A quick survey was sufficient to raise their spirit. The island was not a barren rock. True enough, they were the only men on it at the moment. But judging from the herds of semi-domesticated animals they encountered, there must have been men here at some time before them. Jim, the animal breeder, was sure he could completely domesticate them and put them to good service.

Paul found the island's soil, for the most part, to be quite suitable for cultivation.

Harry discovered some fruit trees which, if properly tended, would give good harvests.

Most important were the large stands of timber embracing many types of wood. Frank, without too much difficulty, would be able to build houses for the little community.

As for Tom, the prospector, well, the rock formations of the island showed signs of rich mineral deposits. Lacking the tools, Tom still felt his ingenuity and initiative could produce metals from the ores.

So each could serve the common good with his special talent. All agreed to call the place Salvation Island. All gave thanks to Providence for the reasonably happy ending to what could have been stark tragedy.

3. True wealth

Here are the men at work.

The carpenter builds houses and makes furniture. At first they find their food where they can. But soon the fields are tilled and seeded, and the farmer has his crops.

As season followed season this island, this heritage of the five men, Salvation Island, became richer and richer.

Its wealth was not that of gold or of paper bank notes, but one of true value; a wealth of food and clothing and shelter, of all the things to meet human needs.

Each man worked at his own trade. Whatever surpluses he might have of his own produce, he exchanged for the surplus products of the others.

Life wasn't always as smooth and complete as they could have wished it to be. They lacked many of the things to which they had been accustomed in civilization. But their lot could have been a great deal worse.

Besides, all had experienced the depression in Canada. They still remembered the empty bellies side by side with stores crammed with food.

At least, on Salvation Island, they weren't forced to see the things they needed rot before their eyes. Taxes were unknown here. Nor did they go in constant fear of seizure by the bailiff. They worked hard but at least they could enjoy the fruits of their toil.

So they developed the island, thanking God and hoping for the day of reunion with their families, still in possession of life and health, those two greatest of blessings.

4. A serious inconvenience

Our men often got together to talk over their affairs.

Under the simple economic system which had developed, one thing was beginning to bother then more and more; they had no form of money. Barter, the direct exchange of goods for goods, had its drawbacks. The products to be exchanged were not always at hand when a trade was discussed. For example, wood delivered to the farmer in winter could not be paid for in potatoes until six months later.

Sometimes one man might have an article of considerable size which he wished to exchange for a number of smaller articles produced by different men at different times.

All this complicated business and laid a heavy burden on the memory. With a monetary system, however, each one could sell his products to the others for money. With this money he could buy from the others the things he wanted, when he wished and when they were available.

It was agreed that a system of money would indeed be very convenient. But none of them knew how to set up such a system. They knew how to produce true wealth - goods. But how to produce money, the symbol of this wealth, was something quite beyond them. They were ignorant of the origin of money, and needing it they didn't know how to produce it. Certainly, many men of education would have been in the same boat; all our governments were in that predicament during the ten years prior to the war. The only thing the country lacked at that time was money, and the governments apparently didn't know what to do to get it.

5. Arrival of a refugee

One evening, when our boys were sitting on the beach going over their problem for the hundredth time, they suddenly saw approaching a small boat with a solitary man at the oars.

They learned that he was the only survivor of a wreck. His name: Oliver.

Delighted to have a new companion, they provided him with the best that they had, and they took him on an inspection tour of the colony.

“Even though we're lost and cut off from the rest of the world,” they told him, “we haven't too much to complain about. The earth and the forest are good to us. We lack only one thing — money. That would make it easier for us to exchange our products.”

“Well, you can thank Providence,” replied Oliver, “because I am a banker, and in no time at all, I'll set up a system of money guaranteed to satisfy you. Then you'll have everything that people in civilization have.”

A banker!... A BANKER!... An angel coming down out of the clouds couldn't have inspired more reverence and respect in our men. For, after all, are we not accustomed, we people in civilization, to genuflect before bankers, those men who control the lifeblood of finance?

6. Civilization's god

“Mr. Oliver, as our banker, your only occupation on this island will be to look after our money; no manual labour.”

“I shall, like every other banker, carry out to complete satisfaction my task of forging the community's prosperity.”

“Mr. Oliver, we're going to build you a house that will be in keeping with your dignity as a banker. But in the meantime, do you mind if we lodge you in the building that we use for our get-togethers?”

“That will suit me, my friends. But first of all, unload the boat. There's paper and a printing press, complete with ink and type, and there's a little barrel which I exhort you to treat with the greatest care.”

They unloaded everything. The small barrel aroused intense curiosity in our good fellows.

“This barrel,” Oliver announced, “contains a treasure beyond dreams. It is full of... gold!”

Full of gold! The five all but swooned. The god of civilization here on Salvation Island! The yellow god, always hidden, yet terrible in its power, whose presence or absence or slightest caprice could decide the very fate of all the civilized nations!

“Gold! Mr. Oliver, you are indeed a great banker!”

“Oh august majesty! Oh honorable Oliver! Great high priest of the god, gold! Accept our humble homage, and receive our oaths of fidelity!”

“Yes, my friends, gold enough for a continent. But gold is not for circulation. Gold must be hidden. Gold is the soul of healthy money, and the soul is always invisible. But I'll explain all that when you receive your first supply of money.”

7. The secret burial

Before they went their separate ways for the night, Oliver asked them one last question.

“How much money will you need to begin with in order to facilitate trading?”

They looked at one another, then deferentially towards the banker. After a bit of calculation, and with the advice of the kindly financier, they decided that $200 each would do.

The men parted, exchanging enthusiastic comments. And in spite of the late hour, they spent most of the night lying awake, their imaginations excited by the picture of gold. It was morning before they slept.

As for Oliver, he wasted not a moment. Fatigue was forgotten in the interests of his future as a banker. By dawn's first light, he dug a pit into which he rolled the barrel. He then filled it in, transplanting a small shrub to the spot about which he carefully arranged sod. It was well hidden.

Then he went to work with his little press to turn out a thousand $1 bills. Watching the clean new banknotes come from his press, the refugee turned banker thought to himself:

“My! How simple it is to make money. All its value comes from the products it will buy. Without produce, these bills are worthless. My five naive customers don't realize that. They actually think that this new money derives its value from gold! Their very ignorance makes me their master.”

And as evening drew on, the five came to Oliver — on the run.

8. Who owns the new money?

Five bundles of new banknotes were sitting on the table.

“Before distributing the money,” said the banker, “I would like your attention.

“Now, the basis of all money is gold. And the gold stored away in the vault of my bank is my gold. Consequently, the money is my money. Oh! Don't look so discouraged. I'm going to lend you this money, and you're going to use it as you see fit. However, you'll have to pay interest. Considering that money is scarce here, I don't think 8% is unreasonable.”

“Oh, that's quite reasonable, Mr. Oliver.”

“One last point, my friends. Business is business, even between pals. Before you get the money, each of you is going to sign a paper. By it you will bind yourselves to pay both interest and capital under penalty of confiscation of property by me. Oh! This is a mere formality. Your property is of no interest to me. I'm satisfied with money. And I feel sure that I'll get my money, and that you'll keep your property.”

“That makes sense, Mr. Oliver. We're going to work harder than ever in order to pay you back.”

“That's the spirit. And any time you have a problem, you come and see me. Your banker is your best friend. Now here's two hundred dollars for each one of you.”

And our five brave fellows went away, their hands full of dollar bills, their heads swimming with the ecstasy of having money.

9. A problem in arithmetic

And so Oliver's money went into circulation on the island. Trade, simplified by money, doubled. Everybody was happy.

And the banker was always greeted with unfailing respect and gratitude.

But now, let's see... Why does Tom, the prospector, look so grave as he sits busily figuring with a pencil and paper? It is because Tom, like the others, has signed an agreement to repay Oliver, in one year's time, the $200 plus $16 interest. But Tom has only a few dollars in his pocket, and the date of payment is near.

For a long time he had wrestled with this problem from his own personal point of view, without success. Finally, he looked at it from the angle of the little community as a whole.

“Taking into consideration everyone on the island as a whole,” he mused, “are we capable of meeting our obligations? Oliver turned out a total of $1000. He's asking in return $1080. But even if we bring him every dollar bill on the island, we'll still be $80 short. Nobody made the extra $80. We turn out produce, not dollar bills. So Oliver can take over the entire island, since all the inhabitants together can't pay him back the total amount of the capital and the interest.

“Even if a few, without any thought for the others, were able to do so, those others would fall. And the turn of the first spared would come eventually. The banker will have everything. We'd better hold a meeting right away and decide what to do about it.”

Tom, with his figures in his hand, had no difficulty in proving the situation. All agreed that they had been duped by the kindly banker. They decided upon a meeting at Oliver's.

10. The benevolent banker

Oliver guessed what was on their minds, but he put on his best front. While he listened, the impetuous Frank stated the case for the group.

“How can we pay you $1080 when there is only $1000 on the entire island?”

“That's the interest, my friends. Has not your rate of production increased?”

“Sure, but the money hasn't. And it's money you're asking for, not our products. You are the only one who can make money. You've made only $1000, and yet you ask $1080. That's an impossibility!”

“Now listen, fellows. Bankers, for the greater good of the community, always adapt themselves to the conditions of the times. I'm going to require only the interest. Only $80. You will go on holding the capital.”

“Bless you, Mr. Oliver! Are you going to cancel the $200 each of us owes you?”

“Oh no! I'm sorry, but a banker never cancels a debt. You still owe me all the money you borrowed. But you'll pay me, each year, only the interest. If you meet the interest payments faithfully each year, I won't push you for the capital. Maybe some won't be able to repay even the interest because of the money changing hands among you. Well, organize yourselves like a nation. Set up a system of money contributions, what we call taxes. Those who have more money will be taxed more; the poor will pay less. See to it that you bring me, in one lump sum, the total of the amount of interest, and I'll be satisfied. And your little nation will thrive.”

So our boys left, somewhat pacified, but still dubious.

11. Oliver exults

Oliver is alone. He is deep in reflection. His thoughts run thus:

“Business is good. These boys are good workers, but stupid. Their ignorance and naivety is my strength. They ask for money, and I give them the chains of bondage. They give me flowers, and I pick their pockets.

“True enough, they could mutiny and throw me into the sea. But pshaw! I have their signatures. They're honest. They'll honor their pledges. Honest, hardworking people were put into this world to serve the Financiers.

“Oh great Mammon! I feel your banking genius coursing through my entire being! Oh, illustrious master! How right you were when you said: `Give me control of a nation's money, and I won't mind who makes its laws.' I am the master of Salvation Island because I control its money.

“My soul is drunk with enthusiasm and ambition. I feel I could rule the universe. What I, Oliver, have done here, I can do throughout the entire world. Oh! If only I could get off this island! I know how I could govern the world without wearing a crown.

“My supreme delight would be to instill my philosophy in the minds of those who lead society: bankers, industrialists, politicians, reformers, teachers, journalists — all would be my servants. The masses are content to live in slavery when the elite from among them are constituted to be their overseers.”

12. The cost of living unbearable

Meanwhile, things went from bad to worse on Salvation Island. Production was up, and bartering had dropped to a minimum. Oliver collected his interest regularly. The others had to think of setting money aside for him. Thus, money tended to clot instead of circulating freely.

Those who paid the most in taxes complained against those who paid less. They raised the prices of their goods to compensate for this loss. The unfortunate poor who paid no taxes lamented the high cost of living, and bought less.

If one took a salaried job with another, he was continually demanding increases in salary in order to meet the mounting cost of living.

Morale was low. The joy went out of living. No one took an interest in his work. Why should he? Produce sold poorly. When they would make a sale, they had to pay taxes to Oliver. They went without things. It was a real crisis. And they accused one another of wanting in charity, and of being the cause of the high cost of living.

One day, Harry, sitting in his orchard, pondered over the situation. He finally arrived at the conclusion that this “progress”, born of a refugee's monetary system, had spoiled everything on the island. Unquestionably, all five had their faults, but Oliver's system seemed to have been specifically designed to bring out the worst in human nature.

Harry decided to demonstrate this to his friends and to unite them for action. He started with Jim, who was not hard to convince. “I'm no genius,” he said, “but for a long time now there's been a bad smell about this banker's system.”

One by one they came to the same conclusion, and they ended up by deciding to have another conference with Oliver.

13. Enslaved by Oliver

A veritable tempest burst about the ears of the banker.

“Money's scarce on the island, fellow, because you take it away from us! We pay you and pay you, and still we owe you as much as at the beginning. We work our heads off! We've the finest land possible, and yet we're worse off than before the day of your arrival. Debts! Debts! Up to our necks in debts!”

“Oh! Now boys, be reasonable! Your affairs are booming, and it's thanks to me. A good banking system is a country's best asset. But if it is to work beneficially, you must have faith in the banker. Come to me as you would to a father... Is it more money that you want? Very well. My barrel of gold is good for many thousands of dollars more. See, I'm going to mortgage your latest acquisitions, and lend you another thousand dollars right now.”

“So! Now our debt goes up to $2000! We are going to have twice as much interest to pay for the rest of our lives!”

“Well, yes — but I'll lend you more whenever the value of your property increases. And you'll never pay anything but the interest. You'll lump all your debts into one — what we call a consolidated debt. And you can add to the debt, year after year.”

“And raise the taxes, year after year?”

“Obviously. But your revenues also increase every year.”

“So then, the more the country develops each year because of our labor, the more the public debt increases!”

“Why, of course! Just as in your country – or in any other part of the civilized world for that matter. The degree of a country's civilization is always gauged by the size of its debt to the bankers.”

14. The wolf devours the lambs

“And that's a healthy monetary system, Mr. Oliver?”

“Gentlemen, all sound money is based on gold, and it comes from the banks in the form of debts. The national debt is a good thing. It keeps men from becoming too satisfied. It subjugates governments to the supreme and ultimate wisdom, that which is incarnate in bankers. As a banker, I am the torch of civilization here on your little island. I will dictate your politics and regulate your standard of living.”

“Mr. Oliver, we're simply uneducated folks, but we don't want that kind of civilization here. We'll not borrow another cent off of you. Sound money or not, we don't want any further transactions with you.”

“Gentlemen, I deeply regret this very ill-advised decision of yours. But if you break with me, remember, I have your signatures. Repay me everything at once — capital and interest.”

“But that's impossible, sir. Even if we give you all the money on the island, we still won't be square with you.”

“I can't help that. Did you or did you not sign? Yes? Very well.

“By virtue of the sanctity of contracts, I hereby seize your mortgaged property which was what you agreed to at the time you were so happy to have my help. If you don't want to serve willingly the supreme authority of money, then you'll obey by force. You'll continue to exploit the island, but in my interests and under my conditions. Now, get out! You'll get your orders from me tomorrow.”

15. Control of the press

Oliver knew that whoever controlled the nation's money, controlled the nation. But he knew also that to maintain that control, it was necessary to keep the people in a state of ignorance, and to distract them by a variety of means.

Oliver had observed that of the five islanders, two were conservatives and three were liberals. That much had evolved from their evening conversations, especially after they had fallen into slavery. And between the conservatives and those who were liberals, there was a constant friction.

On occasions, Harry, the most neutral of the five, considering that all had the same needs and aspirations, had suggested the union of the people to put pressure on the authorities. Such a union, Oliver could not tolerate; it would mean the end of his rule. No dictator, financial or otherwise, could stand before a people united and educated.

Consequently, Oliver set himself to foment, as much as possible, political strife between them.

The refugee put his press to work, turning out two weekly newspapers, “The Sun”, for the Liberals, and “The Star”, for the Conservatives.

The general tenor of “The Sun” was: “If you are no longer master, it is because of those traitorous Conservatives who have sold out to big business.”

That of “The Star”: “The ruinous state of business and the national debt can be traced directly to the political responsibility of those unmentionable Liberals.”

16. A priceless bit of floatsam

One day, Tom, the prospector, found on a small beach, hidden by tall grass at one end of the island, a lifeboat, empty except for a trunk in good condition lying in the bottom of it.

He opened the trunk. Among the articles within, a sort of album caught his eye: “The First Year of Social Credit”. Between the covers he found the first of a Social Credit publication.

Curious, Tom sat down and began to read the volume. His interest grew; his face lit up.

“Well, just look at this!” he cried out loud. “This is something we should have known a long time ago.”

“Money gets its value, not from gold, but from the products which that money buys.

“Simply put, money should be a sort of accountancy, credits passing from one account to another according to purchases and sales. The sum total of money will depend upon the sum total of production.

“Each time production increases, there is a corresponding increase in the amount of money. Never at any time should interest be paid on new money. Progress is marked, not by an increase in the public debt, but by the issuance of an equal dividend to each individual... Prices are adjusted to the general purchasing power by a coefficient of prices. Social Credit...”

But Tom could no longer contain himself. He got up and set off at a run, the book in his hands, to share this glorious discovery with his four comrades.

17. Money — elementary accounting

So Tom became the teacher. He taught the others what he had learned from that God-sent Social Credit publication.

“This,” he said, “is what we can do without waiting for a banker and his keg of gold, nor without underwriting a debt.

“I open an account in the name of each one of you. In the right hand column are the credits which increase your account; to the left are the debits which subtract from your account.

“Each wants $200 to begin with. Very well. We write $200 to the credit of each. Each immediately has $200.

“Frank buys some goods from Paul for $10. I deduct $10 from Frank, leaving him $190. I add $10 to Paul, and he now has $210.

“Jim buys from Paul to the amount of $8. I deduct from Jim $8, leaving him $192. Paul now has $218.

“Paul buys wood from Frank for $15. I deduct $15 from Paul, leaving $203. I add $15 to Frank's account, and it goes back to $205.

“And so we continue; from one account to another, in the same fashion that paper banknotes go from one man's pocket to another's.

“If someone needs money to expand production, we issue him the necessary amount of new credit. Once he has sold his products, he repays the sum to the credit fund. The same with public works; paid for by new credits.

“Likewise, each one's account is periodically increased, but without taking credits from anyone, in order that all may benefit from the progress society makes. That's the national dividend. In this fashion, money becomes an instrument of service.”

18. The banker's despair

Everyone understood. The members of this little community became Social Crediters. The following day, Oliver, the banker, received a letter signed by the five:

“Dear sir! Without the slightest necessity you have plunged us into debt and exploited us. We don't need you anymore to run our money system. From now on, we'll have all the money we need without gold, debts, nor thieves. We are establishing, at once, the system of Social Credit on the island. The national dividend is going to replace the national debt.

“If you insist on being repaid, we can repay you all the money you gave us. But not a cent more. You cannot lay claim to that which you have not made.”

Oliver was in despair. His empire was crumbling. His dreams shattered. What could he do? Arguments would be futile. The five were now Social Crediters: money and credit were now not more mysterious to them than they were to Oliver.

“Oh!” said Oliver. “These men have been won to Social Credit! Their doctrine will spread far more quickly than mine. Should I beg forgiveness? Become one of them? I, a financier and a banker? Never! Rather, I shall try and put as much distance between them and me as I can!”

19. The fraud unmasked

To protect themselves against any future claim by Oliver, our five men decided to make him sign a document attesting that he again possessed all he had when he first arrived on the island.

An inventory was taken; the boat, the oars, the little press, and the famous barrel of gold.

Oliver had to reveal where he had hidden the gold. Our boys hoisted it from the hole with considerably less respect than the day they had unloaded it from the boat. Social Credit had taught them to despise gold.

The prospector, who was helping to lift the barrel, found it surprisingly light for gold. If the barrel was full, he told the others, there was something in it besides gold.

The impetuous Frank didn't waste a moment; a blow of the axe, and the contents of the barrel was exposed.

Gold? Not so much as a grain of it! Just rocks — plain, worthless rocks! Our men couldn't get over the shock.

“Don't tell us that he could bamboozle us to this extent!”

“Were we such muttonheads as to go into raptures over the mere mention of gold?”

“Did we mortgage all of our possessions for a few pieces of paper based on a few pounds of rocks? It's a robbery, compounded with lies!”

“To think that we sulked and almost hated one another all because of such a fraud! That devil!”

Furious, Frank raised his axe. In great haste, the banker has already taken flight towards the forest.

20. Farewell to Salvation Island

After the opening of the barrel, and the revelation of his duplicity, nothing further was heard of Oliver.

Shortly after, a ship, crusing off the normal navigation route, noticed signs of life on this uncharted island, and cast anchor a short distance offshore.

The men learned that the ship was en route to America. So they decided to take with them what they could carry, and return to the United States.

Above all, they made sure to take back with them the album, “The First Year of Social Credit”, which had proven to be their salvation from the hands of the financier, Oliver, and which had illumined their minds with an inextinguishable light.

All five solemnly promised to get in touch with the management of this paper, once back in America, and to become devoted and zealous apostles of the Cause of Social Credit in their country.

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