Monday, October 11, 2010

Red Fever

In the early 1950s the American people, finally free of their fear of Nazis and Japs, focused their fear, paranoia and finger-pointing on Communism, the world's first application of socialist values on a starving and war-weary population. The Soviet Union became the new enemy of most Americans after the second world war, but we kept a watchful eye on Communist China, too, figuring it was next in line for attacking our American principles and freedom. And, like every social movement throughout history, the American Anti-Communist front needed a leader in the war against the Communist threat and no one fit that bill more than the junior Republican Senator from Wisconsin, Joseph McCarthy, a World War II veteran and hero himself.

The timing was perfect. From 1950 to 1953 the U.S. military was waging a "police action" in Korea, with World War II hero and U.S. Army icon General Douglas MacArthur in command. In command of General MacArthur was U.S. President Harry S. Truman, a feisty liberal Democrat whose unabashed patriotism blinded him to the global Communist threat from the USSR that both General MacArthur and Senator McCarthy had so astutely identified. Before them, visionary U.S. Army General George Patton offered to eradicate the Soviet Red threat at the source but, in true politically-correct form, a shell-shocked General Dwight D. Eisenhower (who would later betray his own country as President in 1952 and turn it over to aliens called Greys) and Illuminati control freak President Franklin Delano Roosevelt (who'd already, in true Freemason-New World Order form, betrayed America to the Illuminati-controlled Cabal in 1935) fired the one man who would have prevented The Cold War by "nipping it in the bud". Instead, The Cold War, that infamous cloak-and-dagger spy game and deadly game of military chess played between The Soviets and The Americans, became the only game in town for the next forty-six years.

At a time when Americans were afraid of Communists who were half a world away from them, they were clueless about the reality of Communists among themselves, fellow Americans who secretly and actively embraced Communism as a preferred political and social way of life and who couldn't care less that their political activism ran counter to the basic tenets of American freedom. When faced with being branded as traitors by Senator Joseph McCarthy, they rebelled and they hid, like cowards do when faced with the truth. McCarthy almost single-handedly rousted dozens of Communists from the ranks of the U.S. Army and the State Department who had been serving up our atomic and military and national secrets to the USSR like a bunch of Benedict Arnolds under the democratic administration of a stupid, embarrassed and incensed Harry Truman.

The early 1950s also saw the triumph of the federal government over Communism when the House Un-American Activities Committee took the battle to Hollywood. Dozens of actors, writers and directors were "blacklisted" which meant that they could no longer influence a still innocent America with Communist propaganda in the form of full-length feature films.

For his unflagging efforts to help America fight Communism, Senator Joe McCarthy's reward was being one of the few senators in U.S. history to be censured. The American liberal press eventually referred to Senator McCarthy's dedicated act of winnowing the Communist seed out of the U.S. government a "witch-hunt". The Pinko Press was, in fact, totally oblivious to the fact that the real witch hunt was the seeking of Senator Joseph McCarthy's head by the liberal media, spearheaded by traitorous Americans like broadcast journalism pioneer Edward R. Murrow and liberal syndicated columnist Drew Pearson. Senator Joseph McCarthy's political legacy as a freedom fighter was reduced by a rabid liberal press to a mere one-word slur. "McCarthyism" became an American synonym for "witch-hunt". Beaten, maligned and misunderstood, Senator Joseph McCarthy finally drank himself to death at age 49.

When FBI agent Robert Hanssen was caught and arrested for treason in 2001 for selling U.S. military secrets to the Russians and for causing the worst breach in national security in the history of the United States, that alone should have vindicated the trials and tribulations of freedom fighter Senator Joseph McCarthy, nearly sixty years before that. But it didn't. Fighting the Commies in Korea for three years after we defeated the Nazis didn't raise a big red flag, either, for Americans. A big Red warning that told us that, if there were Americans spying for the USSR among our own military and State Department in the 1950s, someone like Joe McCarthy was certainly on our side.

When the Rosenbergs were caught, arrested, convicted and hanged for spying for the Commies and for trying to parlay our atom bomb secrets into a Soviet doggie bag for Switzerland, few people thought McCarthy was right in going after more of the Commie bastards in our own ranks. Even when Nikita Kruschev tried to install Soviet rockets in Cuba that could hit the U.S. mainland with a nuclear payload within minutes and JFK made him dismantle them and ship them back to mother Russia, not even then had Senator Joseph McCarthy been doing his senatorial, patriotic duty, according to fickle Americans who quickly forget their duties as citizens when their bellies and their gas tanks are full.

Too bad we don't have a Joe McCarthy in government today. But we don't need a McCarthy figure to go after Commies nowadays. We need him to go after Hollywood like the HUAC did back in the Fifties. But not to roust Reds and put them on trial. No. We need a guy like Senator Joseph McCarthy to hunt down the morally bankrupt, vile, dirty-minded, unscrupulous purveyors of decadence and filth that make up today's Hollywood. Then the new Joe could put a bounty on Madison Avenue advertisers who bombard American citizens daily with subliminal advertising that promotes decadence and degradation. And the biggest culprit of all, American television, would be on the chopping block for invading the sanctity of the American home with visions of belly buttons and butt cracks and the snide, sarcastic and sexually suggestive humor that is undermining our American way of life.

And what would be the official "charge" that a new Senate would use to send the new anti-American offenders to the slammer for life or to the gallows in this day and age? How about being "a threat to the national security of the United States" for starters? That's right. Nothing less. After all, it seems to me that when an entire nation is so preoccupied with what's going on from the waist down, it forgets to look up and to look around and to look in the mirror for the real enemy that threatens America. The dark side of ourselves.

The Venona Project, a long-running secret collaboration of US and UK intelligence agencies involving decryption of messages sent by the Soviet Union, declassified certain files in 1995 proving that those Americans who were accused by Senator Joseph McCarthy of spying for the USSR had, indeed, been traitorous spies. Yet the maligned memory of Joe McCarthy lives on in the hearts and minds of most Americans while the real legacy remains hidden. The real legend of Joe McCarthy, like that of Richard Milhous Nixon, is, in fact, the story of a patriot who was turned into a scapegoat by a nation that could no longer bear to look at itself in the mirror.

Friday, September 17, 2010

"All in the Family" in 25 Words or Less


American television producer Norman Lear's unbridled 1970's attack on WASP America, using situation comedy, stereotypes, social issues and hatred to make money for corporate America.

Saturday, August 07, 2010

Blessing the Buck

In 1935 President Franklin D. Roosevelt was instrumental in altering the back of the U.S. one-dollar bill to the way it looks today. The change added the creepy "All-Seeing Eye of God" atop a skinny Egyptian pyramid to the left side of the back of the American dollar bill (changed from the original right-side choice that would have placed the American eagle on the left side).

This almost unilateral act of altering forever the cultural, historical and traditional value of America's main currency denomination was, in effect, a secret, self-blessing of America with the will of God. "Annuit coeptis" is latin for "God has favored our undertakings". "Novus ordo seclorum" is Latin for "New Order of the Ages". FDR's secret tinkering with the American Buck was an unimaginable act of arrogance and unaccountable religious ambition by one, lone Freemason on America's behalf.




So, where did this creepy, demonic-looking eyeball pyramid come from? It came from the back of the Great Seal of the United States that was commissioned in 1782 (the eagle is the front of The Great Seal and the image on the right side of the back of the modern dollar bill. Naturally, I have no problem with the eagle — it's truly magnificent and pure American — just the pyramid and that hideous, goofy eyeball.

So, you might ask again, where in the hell did it come from before that? Egypt, Greece, Rome? For my money, it was a little gift from the Illuminati Inner Circle, the New World Order movers-and-shakers who seem to worship Lucifer, Satan, Moloch (the horned owl god), Jesus and Almighty God all at the same time. They're all over the federal government and just about anywhere else where power is sought and brokered.

But who cares where it came from? It sure as hell doesn't belong on the U.S. one-dollar bill or on anything else American. And any redneck hillbilly asshole from any redneck American town could have told you that.


Sunday, July 04, 2010

Pearl Harbor Day in 25 Words or Less

Every December 7th Americans remind themselves that Japan used this day in 1941 to bomb Americans in Pearl Harbor, Hawaii for fun, profit and honor.

Tuesday, June 08, 2010

Millennium Madness

In 1999 most of the world suddenly went stupid and people began to delude themselves that they were in the last year of the current millennium. Not only that, they thought they were in the last year of the 20th Century. But nothing could have been further from the truth.

Time is measured on Earth with the decimal system. It takes ten years to make up a decade, not nine, and it takes one hundred years to make up a century, not 99 years. By the same token, 999 years do not a millennium make. A millennium is made up of 1000 years.

January 1, 1901 to December 31, 1910 was the first decade of the 20th Century. 1900 was the last year of the 19th Century, not the first year of the 20th Century, just the same way the year 2000 was the last year of the 20th Century and not the first year of the 21st Century.

It's all about multiples of ten. You have ten fingers. Count out a decade on them, then a century if you need to. If you need to count to 1000 on your fingers to understand how a millennium actually works then there's really no reason for you to read any further.

I would venture to guess that Hollywood played a major role in confusing people about the year 2000, making them throw out not only what they'd been taught in elementary school arithmetic and high school math, but their commonsense too. Movies about the new millennium were a dime a dozen in 1999 and in the year 2000, most of them dealing with the arrival or the departure of Satanic beings on planet Earth and a cape-and-sword battle for truth, the American way and the girl next door, because that's what sells tickets at the box office more than anything else. Romantic fantasy.

Another fantasy was the year 2000 being billed as the dreaded Y2K, a year that would fall flat on its face as soon as it arrived. When the year 2000 failed to bring with it the collapse of worldwide cyber technology, it confirmed the biggest computer hoax of all time and not the first year of some mysterious New World Order. But, thanks to Hollywood and its insatiable need to make tons of money off brainless people, the 21st Century and the new millennium came in on January 1, 2000.

For the couple dozen of us who knew better, however, the new millennium unceremoniously showed its face on January 1, 2001. And on January 1, 2011 the second decade of the 21st Century will just as quietly show its new face. But if you want any peace in your life, don't tell anyone.

Thursday, May 06, 2010

When Guys Could Still Sing

Before the British rock invasion took America completely by storm, male rock vocalists still knew how to sing. Maybe they weren't Sinatra or Crosby or Dean Martin but these guys knew how to deliver a uniquely-styled song. That was between 1960 an 1966, before singing was edged out by hollering and screaming.

Whether or not you liked the person behind the singer or despite the fact that their style of music wasn't exactly your cup of tea, you had to admit that these guys knew how to sing. On top of that, people still knew how to write music for male crooners who represented the "other side" of the 1960's music scene. Here's a baker's dozen of songs that'll show you what I'm talking about.

1. Elvis Presley – It's Now Or Never (1960)
2. Gene Pitney – Town Without Pity (1961)
3. Elvis Presley – Such A Night (1961)
4. Elvis Presley – Suspicion (1961)
5. Del Shannon – Runaway (1961)
6. Frankie Valli and The Four Seasons – Walk Like A Man (1963)
7. Frankie Valli and The Four Seasons - Rag Doll (1964)
8. Bobby Vinton – Blue Velvet (1963)
9. Bobby Vinton – Blue Moon (1963)
10. Bobby Vinton – Mr. Lonely (1964)
11. Righteous Brothers – You've Lost That Lovin' Feelin' (1965)
12. Lou Christie – Lightnin' Strikes (1965)
13. Neil Diamond – Cherry, Cherry (1966)

Thank you, YouTube, for helping to keep these male rock vocalists and their unique music alive.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

The Hubble Turns Twenty



On April 24, 1990 NASA launched the Hubble Telescope into orbit and our world and our universe have never looked the same ever since that day.

Saturday, March 06, 2010

57 Words About the Internet

In 1995 the Internet made its debut but the great "information highway" soon degraded into the biggest adult bookstore, illegal pharmacy and source of misinformation ever.

By 1999 the World Wide Web was nothing more than a hideout for crooks, creeps and scoundrels who would be in chains anywhere else.

The rest of us are their suckers.

Friday, February 12, 2010

Lincoln's Birthday

Back in the great 20th Century February 12th, Abraham Lincoln's birthday, was a National Holiday because of his powerful and historic influence on our nation's social evolution, just like the efforts of George Washington.

Now, neither one of these Presidents is honored on his birthday. In the case of "Honest Abe", America's 16th President, it's no way to treat a man who liberated people, who literally kept the Rothschild family from owning the USA, and who gave his life for his country.

Shame on all of us.


Happy Birthday, Abe Lincoln!

Monday, February 01, 2010

Big Bad Mike

Michael Casher, indie author, scourge of booksellers everywhere.


Striking fear in the hearts of literary agents, traditional publishers and the Illuminati, worldwide.

A popular "urban legend" tells us that this guy managed to sneak into the 21st Century as a 49-year-old boy, unscathed by life. But "rural legend" has it that this hick boy turned into an indie author and was never heard from again. I think the "rural legend" is the correct one since "urban" means "pertaining to a city" and Michael Casher was born in Appalachia and was last spotted there. Which makes the term "urban legend" about as stupid as you can get.

Monday, January 04, 2010

"The Andy Griffith Show" in 50 Words

A popular 1960's sitcom — and the best TV show ever made — about a competent but know-it-all southern sheriff who was stubborn and resistant to change, an incompetent know-it-all deputy, a town filled with stupid gossips, a cute but troublesome freckle-faced boy and the touchy, defensive aunt who helped raise him.

Tuesday, December 01, 2009

Holiday Wishes from the 20th Century

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

Sunday, November 01, 2009

Why Rock Once Ruled

Although I'm a 58-year-old, over-the-hill recluse whose favorite music is jazz and big band (most of it before my time) and some classical, I'm still aware of how and why Rock music once ruled the airwaves in the 1960s and 70s.

It wasn't simply because Rock (or, Rock and Roll, if you will) was the banner music of Baby Boomers, the biggest generation in Earth's history, and that this was a generation in rebellion because of all the lies and deceit and corruption they had been born into. That was merely the catalyst. Rock music was a secret recipe for feeding the strongest human emotions of impressionable and vulnerable youths with more emotion. Rock was an addictive pabulum for the uncontrolled and seemingly uncontrollable thoughts, actions and hormones of a new generation of movers-and-shakers whose courtship with life had scarcely begun.

The formula for Rock music was to take two parts "anger", one part "personal discovery", add a dollop of "revelation about life" and a generous helping of "sex". Blend together with a driving beat, adding addictive guitar runs and tantalizing licks as you go. Sweet and sour vocals, spicy flute and exotic keyboards are optional. Bake uncovered at 98.6 degrees for about 20 years. Sprinkle with your favorite herb and serve immediately.

A Baker's Dozen*
Song Title - Artist (Release Date)

_1. Satisfaction - Rolling Stones (1965)
_2. Under My Thumb - Rolling Stones (1966)
_3. Somebody to Love - Jefferson Airplane (1967)
_4. All Along the Watchtower - Jimi Hendrix (1968)
_5. Born to Be Wild – Steppenwolf (1968)
_6. Layla - Derek and the Dominos [Eric Clapton] (1970)
_7. Whole Lotta Love - Led Zeppelin (1970)
_8. Locomotive Breath – Jethro Tull (1971)
_9. Rock and Roll – Led Zeppelin (1971)
10. Won't Get Fooled Again - The Who (1971)
11. Long Cool Woman (In a Black Dress) – The Hollies (1972)
12. Barracuda – Heart (1977)
13. Heartbreaker - Pat Benatar (1979)

*These music links were chosen for audio quality, not video quality. Video images may not reflect the release date of these songs. Headphones are recommended. I apologize beforehand for links that have changed. YouTube video links are not carved in stone. I'll monitor these links as best I can. It is also recommended that you ignore the comments posted by YouTube viewers. Many of these comments are unnecessarily crude and improper for a public forum.

Wednesday, October 07, 2009

100 Words About "Police Action"

A "police action" was another American name for a war that Congress hadn't officially declared, although the funding was certainly there. Examples from around the globe where 20th Century American "police actions" took place were Korea, Vietnam, Lebanon, Nicaragua, Bosnia and Somalia.

When accused of waging war by the world press, the Pentagon would often use the word "police action". When accused of a "police action", the Pentagon would then use the term "military advisers", knowing full well that no one would jump on a General's back or even a President's back for offering another country a little "free advice".

Thursday, September 03, 2009

War of the Noses


The Falklands War was a two-month skirmish fought in 1982 between Argentina and Great Britain in which Great Britain stole back the Falkland Islands, South Georgia and the South Sandwich Islands that Argentina had just stolen back from Great Britain and which Great Britain had stolen from Spain five hundred years before that.

This splendid little war was basically a South Atlantic naval battle with Britain's Royal Navy on one side and the Argentine Navy and Argentine Air Force on the other. The root cause of The Falklands War was not so much a dispute over territory as it was the refusal of a Latin American nation to continue looking up to a bully nation like Great Britain while it, in turn, looked down its nose at the rest of the world.

This was yet another Imperial War fought and won by Great Britain who, once again, came out smelling like a victorious rose while the rightful owners of yet another British territorial trophy came out smelling like rat bastard, thieving, third-world ingrates who never knew how good they had it under the thumb of Her Majesty the Queen.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Celebrating Summer

Way back in the 1950s and early 1960s, before my foot ever touched a car's accelerator, one of the best things about summer vacation was going to a carnival or a festival. To a kid like me, they meant games, rides and things to eat that you couldn't get at home.

The best carnival in the world was, of course, the Fourth of July carnival in your own hometown. Especially if you could walk to it. High on my priority list was being scared out of my wits by a carnival ride that constantly spun you around and/or lifted you up and dropped you down as your lunch and the loose change in your pocket battled with gravity. Then the games of skill where you threw a ball at wooden milk bottles or tossed rings at bottles filled with colored water, and so on, in order to win a cheap, insignificant prize like a fake Hawaiian lei or a wooden stick with a handle that passed for a cane and other trinkets that were the trophies of a kid's summer. Lastly, I went to the carnival for some stuff that might pass for food and lots of stuff that never would, not in a million years. I'm talking pizza, hotdogs and hamburgers for food and cotton candy, candy apples, snow cones, funnel cakes and sugar waffles just for fun. If you made it home with a few coins in your pocket and no ride tickets left, you were enjoying the gusto.

Festivals, on the other hand, were smaller and run by churches or groups of people in order to raise money for something or to celebrate something, like strawberries or blueberries or lumbering. There may or may not be any rides at a festival and few games of skill but there were a lot of "games of chance" and lots and lots of food. Even real food that came from mothers' and grandmothers' kitchens. Who cared if there was no Ferris Wheel or Merry Mixer or Octopus? Sometimes you got to win money or a prize that wasn't worthless, like a clock or a wrist watch. And, of course, you got to eat.

But the biggest deal of all when it came to outdoor celebrations was the county fair. I wasn't a little kid by the time I went to a county fair and remembered going. I was a grown man by that time. A county fair had everything a carnival had, only five or ten times as much. I enjoyed watching kids shoot a BB-machine gun at a playing card or hit a stuffed animal with a club whenever it peeked out of its hole. They could shoot baskets, roll balls, throw darts, blow up a balloon with a squirt gun and all kinds of stuff. And, if they didn't win, so what? They had fun. Then they could go eat again or join the other grownups, like me, who seemed to enjoy looking at new John Deere tractors and Holland combines and baby animals and jars of homemade canned goods and the latest thing in manufactured housing as much as we liked being scared out of our wits on a ride when we were kids.

I never made it to a state fair when I was a kid but before the 20th Century gave up its wonderful, historic and unforgettable spirit, I got to experience a state fair as a grown man. It had everything a county fair had only three or four times as much. It even had real helicopter rides. I decided to stop while I was ahead after my one and only state fair experience. After going to the "King of Fairs", I couldn't imagine anything bigger. But biggest isn't always the best. From time to time I still enjoy the hometown carnivals as a grown man. But, instead of playing games and getting sick on wicked rides, I just eat carnival food and watch all the kids have their fun.

Monday, July 20, 2009

Apollo 11 - 40th Anniversary

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Forty years ago today, Neil Armstrong became the first man to walk on the moon. Buzz Aldrin was the second man to walk on the moon. And I was one of the millions of people watching it live on television.

Happy 40th Anniversary Apollo 11!

See the Random Retro Reviews Manning the Moon post.
Watch Neil Armstrong take first steps on moon On YouTube.