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Stop Imagining; Do Something Big Instead

Thu, 25 Feb 2021 14:17:04 GMT

On November 6, I shut off Fox Narrative, got in the car, and drove 8 hours to the province. I haven’t watched a second of that shit stain since.

But I was still hopeful, having a decent sense of the abject and in your face voter fraud that rendered the most unappealing couple in the American history of politics the highest total vote count in its history.

You get to be as fuckinng pathetically stupid as you want to be. It turns out that billions of organisms all over this diseased planet want to be that stupid—as though we’re overrun by abject parasites who want you to pay for their wildest shame-induced hubris.

Go fuck yourselves.

…I switched over to the former Newsmax, now Newsnarrative, until exactly 2 months later, when I shut it off on January 6 when they dog-piled to be the first to CONDEMN THE RIOT AT THE CAPITOL!!!

Fuck off.

I’m a simple man and I never do bullshit.

I have a different plan.

Log book entry today.

You are not “informing” yourself when you watch those narrative producers.

You are being conditioned to a narrative.

There are far better things to do.

Follow Me on Parler

Wed, 17 Feb 2021 04:14:17 GMT

https://parler.com/profile/FreeTheAnimaldotcom/posts

If you want.

If anyone is wondering where my Twitter presence went, they summarily bombed my account after 13 years and 7,000 followers; and as usual, completely erroneously. Another user didn’t like what I wrote, said if I do it again: “I’ll end you.”

I quoted it back, mocked him, and gave him my physical address. Of course, that makes me the one threatening violence.

That’s your Brave New World.

But I’m beyond giving a fuck, at this point. I just want to go forward and create things that bring value to people’s lives—in a sort of How I Found Freedom in an Unfree World vein.

Looks like Parler finally got their stuff back up and running after the coordinated attacks by Google and Apple to kill their app in their respective stores, and then Amazon—their service provider for all their servers—by simply hitting the off switch.

I wasn’t much interested in Paler until then.

And now I am. I’m confident I’m in good company, so come find me @FreeTheAnimaldotcom.

Funny how the opposite of intended consequences work.

I Want You To Think Diet and Lifestyle

Tue, 16 Feb 2021 10:33:03 GMT

Nai Harn Beach, South Phuket, Thailand

I said I am getting back into diet advocacy. This is true.

What I have come to realize—in both the intervening years since I was a Paleo Diet influencer and in the year since I’ve been an expat in Thailand—is that the diet part is damn easy.

What fucks you up is the life you live.

I’d say lead, but that’s not it. You follow a so-called life, don’t you? And diet is just a menu item and you don’t like the restaurant, much.

How else would I know, if I’m not the worst offender?

Let’s make this unbelievably and uncharacteristically short.

If you have chronic problems with weight and body fat, your diet is not a cause. It is an effect of crap for a life that you don’t truly love. It may be good for someone else; not for you.

The trappings of it all don’t really help. The trappings are features, but you need to use them and it doesn’t matter so much their characteristics. The only thing about the features of one life vs. another is that one is more attractive to you, on the surface. But it’s not automatic. Any life has features. If not used, you have no lifestyle.

Living has become euphemism for merely existing; a default position, nothing close to gusto or joie de vivre.

Being busy—to fake it until you make it—is just as bad as eating carb + fat crap—and to digress: 100% the cause of fat; except ketotards—who skip the carbs and double, triple, or quadruple the fat, to make fat gain the most efficient sort of fat gain on the planet.

I’ll be talking about half, specific diet; half, specific lifestyle. You don’t have to move to the paradise on earth where I live in order to get your life in order.

This is just my style where I’m exercising its features because it’s my preference. I’ve put together a short video I hope you enjoy.

The Motorcycle Drive From Rawai to Nai Harn Beach via Ya Nui Seaview. Phuket, Thailand

Is it Time to Turn Back My Attention to Weight Loss?

Thu, 28 Jan 2021 10:26:21 GMT

So is the whole world, not just America.

No matter where in the world you look—no matter which gender, which race, which culture, which geographical area, which standard diet—there is only one thing of which you may be absolutely certain:

Not one of any list list you can contrive, on average, is getting leaner, fitter, more healthy.

Obesity in itself used to be the realm of the outlier. Increasingly, it’s the lean and fit who are the outliers and some measure of obesity and associated morbidities are the norm.

Here’s an overview by the CDC. Among the charts presented, this offers an interesting insight.

So, Asians have some catching up to do. But, they aren’t getting leaner. I used to frequent Thailand (and Philippines, and other Asian countries and I lived in Japan) from about 1986 to 1991. I’m sure obesity existed back then, but seeing fat people was a rare thing. Now, living here? It’s certainly not as in the West—and morbid obesity is still quite rare (I’ve seen maybe 2 or 3 in the last year)—but it’s common enough.

Lay’s, every bit their thin and crispy delightfulness here in Thailand, seemingly has more flavors than you can count. Even regional ones. That, above, is specific to Esan, the northeast. Esan Hot Pot, and it’s crack! A little bit BBQ, little bit spicy, little bit fishy. It’s amazing.

Well, of course, the whole point of the junk, fast, and crap in bags—it’s baked in the cake—is that not only would you never engineer a food to be satiating, doing quite the opposite is the path to higher profits.

As you might recall from many blog posts in the way back on satiation, plain boiled potatoes are the most iso-satiating food ever tested in controlled conditions—and by outlier scale—while potato chips (crisps) and French (Belgian, actually) fries are amongst the least satiating. That’s why they don’t package plain boiled potatoes, but they do pack the shelves with chips, crisps, and fries.

It gets worse.

Or, look at it this way.

I could probably find a correlating, juxtaposing chart where I show the trend line for diet, heath, fitness, and weight loss industry revenue over any number of years since they began back in the 50s and 60s; then, generally known as the slimming industry.

Slimming has been off the table as any sort of apt description for the weight-loss industry for decades, now. LOL.

But without showing you a chart you already know, you know what it looks like. More and more revenues every year, enhanced projections in most sectors of mouth-watering 7%+ growth, and just in the U.S., one figure I saw pegs the whole industry put together at about $75 Billion-with-a-B per year. That’s enough billions to be talking real money.

So what’s making me seriously consider getting back into it? A confluence of things.

I’m quite good at it and well-recognized as such by people who matter when they speak—unlike anonymous, gaslighting trolls.
I have gained new insights over the last year living in Thailand, mostly eating my 2x the protein, 1/2x the rice version of Thai; second, observing how the lean people eat, and don’t eat.
The world is depressed, poorer, and likely fatter after The Year From Whatever It Is That Exists Below Hell.
My own financial planning has taken a hit because of #3. Long story short, my tally of lost revenue since January a year ago is over $100k. I rent my vacation condos in Cabo, to Americans. Almost nobody is vacationing, and certainly not internationally.
Nobody can quite do what I do, the way I do it. Nobody could even fake it and some have tried. They make even me, wince.
The following of eyes and ears I have retained is deep, and they grok me.
This time around will be radically different in terms of information and integration compared to the Hazy Dazy Dayz of Paleo and all the other offshoots and rabbit holes.

Let me give you an example of #6.

Instagram Post: https://www.instagram.com/p/CKI9_y2AhkR/

That garnered a comment:

jp_atc_gyy I could write several long paragraphs on how I found you. I’ll try to keep it short. It started with Rob and Sisson. I have to pass a class 2 flight physical for ATC. I got a BG test by my doc, 12 hours fasted, it was 175. A1C 6.8. I went full low carb. Saw your posts over the years and stuff on potato starch/resistant starch really hooked me.. I actually tried the tiger nuts! Ha! I still struggle with rice and stay away from wheat, but I can eat beans with no issues. So thanks. Full keto was not helping after about 6 months. Then you switched lanes to more man/woman stuff the politics with Trump. Then dumb stuff happens last year with a virus and I was skeptical. Then you publicly called it. I backed you all the way. Thanks sir

That was nice, so I put that itself in a separate Instagram post, and got this comment.

annehornung Similar story here from a long time fan girl. Found you via Sisson and I’ve followed your health journey ever since. Tiger nuts, potato starch, potato hacks, vitamin k and cod liver oil, and now not religious about anything other than prioritizing protein while swapping out the carbs and fat depending on the day and what I feel like. Never felt better. Still love a good week long potato diet here and there for a quick reset. For years I’ve checked your Facebook daily due to my sheer fascination with your evolving life, personal stories, obvious intelligence, and political rants with which I am aligned. Your current life in Thailand with your sweet girls is heartwarming. Thank you for enriching my life with your unique perspective and knowledge, you’ve played one of the most critical roles in my journey to health (mental and dietary) over the years.
Sending you a DM shortly about a few things I thought you might find of interest.

Then, this comment on my last blog post, just this morning.

John B January 27, 2021 at 06:08
Richard,
I’ve been reading your blog for over a decade and have never commented. I was an early #paleofollower and lost 85 pounds and love/share your views on politics to any and everyone with a fucking halfway brain. Regardless, for some reason this article touched me. I am the father of three kids (5, 3, 1.5) and am trying to break my wife’s genetic soup of living in fear. She was raised by parents that have never left their ethnically homogenous Polish/Italian neighborhood of Cleveland. When she was offered softball scholarships her parents feared it was a scam and encouraged her to ignore them, nonetheless I’m still paying off her fucking student loans. Her parents wont travel, you could die. Wont try any food outside of their own, it taste bad and they could die. Worked the same miserable job for 40 years and complained about it for all 40. And never gave their three kids the confidence to take any chances. My wife broke the mold when she married me and moved across the country with me (she couldn’t resist my High T!). In many ways, my family is the antithesis of hers. A family is of risk takers from the small, trying any and every food, to the big, starting businesses, taking promotions across the country, and failing A LOT. Regardless, I am noticing that as our kids get older and are reluctant to try anything out of their comfort zone she is starting to reset to what she knew for 20 plus years living in a house of fear. As an aside, my son is the youngest and may have avoided these genetics as he is fucking crazy, that High T again! So… long story short what are your suggestions in pushing my wife outside of her comfort zone as well? It is clearly obvious when the girls are with me, they are more willing to take risks, but when with Mom they cower behind her shell of nervousness. We are heading to Key Largo in two weeks and I’d love for them to swim in the ocean, snorkel, and try some of the best sea food on the eastern seaboard, but they won’t if Mommy won’t try it! Also, I’d LOVE to get your views on the diversity, inclusion bullshit that is running rampant in the public schools like the one I’m an administrator in! keep it up!

Another thing I could have added as Item #8 to the list above is that unlike many influencers out there, I actually take the time to engage and I do so thoughtfully, often thoroughly, and as helpful as I can.

In reply to John B.
Well, it’s very difficult to get anyone to overcome fears by exposing them to what they’re afraid of. With my ex-wife friend, to this days she’ll talk about how over the course of 20 years she gradually got accustomed to all sorts of stuff she was conditioned to be afraid of. Her mom is a notorious scaredy cat. But that was a slow, natural process, not something I set out to do purposely. I essentially just did what I do, some of it rubbed off.
This is particularly hard with women, I suspect. Partly, because of the buck-stops-here burden of children, they are naturally hyped up sensory wise and very risk averse. Wish I had a dollar for every time Beatrice said “better safe than sorry” over 20 years.
I would guess that to make a purposeful project of it, you have to look beyond the fear itself and find those things she’s interested in, curious about, or would love to do BUT for the fear. For example, I had fear of flying hang gliders, but wanted to do it so much that I overcame it by engaging in a long, thoughtful, intense training program that took well over a year before I was a free bird. Conversely, I have a visceral fear of snakes, but I care nothing about curing that. I’m fine looking at them behind glass.
….You know my views on the whole inclusion, diversity, SJW, virtue signalling crap I’m sure. Given with what has happened with Covid, proving that people will submit to anything so that abject voter fraud in the open and in your face was a cinch, I’d say the only way forward is to give them everything they want. At this point, nobody is going to modify their fear-based advocacy because they don’t want to be called a name, so they virtue signal all the time, etc. … is to stop fighting them and leave them to it. Let them get what they wished for, never being careful about it.
You cannot change them, any more than you can stop a parasite from acting in accordance with its nature. But, if the incentives go away, there’s nothing to parasitize, anymore.

As to #7, This time around will be radically different in terms of information from the Hazy Dazy Dayz of Paleo and all the other offshoots and rabbit holes into which I ventures to find helpful hacks, mods, variety, fun, and last but not least: disruption.

Initially, back in 2008 when I shifted this blog from HonestyLog—where I wrote about anything that suited my fancy in the moment—to FreeTheAnimal, focussing on Low-Carb Paleo and Conditioning with weights—along with various caveman reenactments—blogs were the thing. At its high, FTA was getting 200K+ visitors monthly and just by Amazon Associates alone, I was generating $2-4K monthly by the sheer grace of readers clicking my affiliate link to shop. I didn’t really have to try to sell anything. I just talked honestly about various things I like.

But everything morphed. A confluence. Everyone began writing and publishing books by the billions. I reviewed a few of the hundreds sent to me automatically. Then there were conferences and I spoke at a few. Podcasts, social media, and everything else that drew attention away from dot-connecting synthesizers, in favor of brands and distinctions amongst BRANDS!!! And of course, what follows is what always leads: protection and defense of one’s sponsors, no matter how nefarious they become.

So as with everything else, some measure of corruption eventually rules. Organic, in the metaphorical sense, takes a lot of work, and it’s not the path to remarkable balance sheets. I don’t blame anyone, incidentally. Not envious. No regrets, but not envious. I do things my way. Others prefer their way.

Everyone became a turf-protecting advocate of the good (their diet), chastisers and exposers of the evil (every other diet). Originally, Paleo was more about lifestyle, or, as Art DeVany elegantly put it, life way. There was a high degree of unity in terms of who the bad guys were: the anti-fat doc-book-sellers, the drug pushers, and the profit-kings: processed crap-in-bags and boxes.

All of that went out the window when Paleo, loosely stated, wasn’t good enough, maybe because dollars were spread too thin? I don’t know. Had to be Low-Carb Paleo. Forget the Hadza, Kitavans, or anyone else eating moderate to high carbohydrate as whole foods with good health and longevity outcomes. Or, it had to be High-Fat Keto. Forget about anyone who did well on moderate to high protein as whole foods.

The vomit-inducing ruination of the pretty-damn-good in pursuit of whatever made more money by any means marched and marches on.

So why bother? Because I think I usually did better. I was always seeking helpful things more so than trashing other diets, probably with the exception of vegan, because it’s as stupidly popular as is wearing masks (except when it’s time to go to a riot).

Calories count; no matter your diet, it can help some
Whole carbohydrates like potatoes are nutritious and can help some
Certain core supplements, not too many, can help some
Beans and legumes can help some, don’t worry about the ANTI-NUTRIENTS!!!
Whole grains can help some, especially for minerals and trace minerals
Whole fruit is a better dessert than your grain-free, faux “Paleo” cookies and brownies
Fat, per se, is lousy for both satiation and nutrients; it’s just empty calories, over 2x energy dense, in fact
Gut health is important for the immune system and other important things
And ETC.

The problem with being an advocate of any diet in particular is that you end up oozing bias that can only be “hidden” from your sycophants.

Your diet is the hammer and every other diet is a nail.

You don’t care about study methods, so long as you like the results and conclusion. If you don’t like the results and conclusion, then the study methods are crap.

I can do far better than any of that because I’m made for it.

Dietary Agnosticism (caveat: except for vegan morons).

Market research the half dozen or so most popular diets (except vegan…they’re hopeless, unhinged, brain-damaged Shiite radicals).
Write and publish a book on the unifying Pros of each; i.e., what are the essential things that make them work for lots of people, hence their popularity, hence sales?
…While, contrasting the Cons and downsides of each (they all have them); so, essentially, The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly.
Then you decide.
Then you mix, al-la-carte.
…Concurrently, I develop an in-depth course for each (the Upsell). Something like 8-12 hours of video, accompanying audio, transcripts, charts, work flows, spreadsheets….typical high-value stuff. Meat and bones only—no pretty fluff, fur, or feathers. The sale is done. Delivery time.
Offer course bundle deals because, ideally, many might find that there is no one perfect diet, even for them. For example, in the context of whole foods, perhaps L/C Paleo usually, Carnivore sometimes, Crazy High-Protein Low-Fat sometimes. And, the occasional Potato Hack!

So, the purpose of this post is to float the idea, get some feedback, hopefully gain some enthusiasm and re-engagement. Encouragement is always nice.

Toward that end, in no preferential order:

Subscribe to my “Non-Pestering Newsletter,” maybe about one per week
Get email notices of blog posts here
Follow the FTA Facebook Page
Follow my Personal Facebook
Read my Tweets
See fantastic food pics on Instagram
I sometimes pin on Pinterest
I sometimes put videos on [Me]Tube

Of course, a highly appreciated way to help and encourage if you want, is to share, retweet, forward, like, love, laugh, and of course, post a comment, especially here.

What do you think of all this?

…So, to wrap it up, and in the spirit of weight management through good whole food with a dash of agnosticism, I started this post as my girl set breakfast down on my desk.

Classic Thai Pad Kra Pao: ground pork, chili, basil; on rice, topped with an egg. 2x protein, right? So, a side of BBQ pork skewers that are lean, not bacon.

As I was nearing the close of this post, five hours later, in walks mom with another meal.

Khao Man Gai, consisting of stewed chicken over garlic-infused rice, along with skimmed broth from the stewing with some bony portions, mild savory/spicy sauce on the side.

So there it is. All of it. Except…one last thing:

P.S. What is it that I really want to accomplish? It’s easy, implicit in all of the foregoing. The diet shite is a vicious circle of dysfunction where most people never make a lasting correction. Everyone only “makes progress.” Until they don’t. There are many reasons for this, and that takes a book.

But, in fact, you don’t really need to understand any of it, or even be particularly aware of it

A better path is to figure out—amongst the morass of way too much information spewed and vomited for never-ending profits at 7% annual growth over decades—is what mixed maximization of Pros amongst dietary styles combined with minimizing of associated Cons is the weird-ass fucking dietary mix of style (or, Life Way, thanks Art DeVany) that actually works to sustain relative leanness, well-being, virility, and health? Discover that, and getting lean with well-being will seem natural: as effortless as can be, with patience.

But there’s a bigger reason. By obsessing over The One Perfect Diet offered on the shelf (you’re actually shopping for ideological belonging), turnkey, even, you’re failing. Over and over. For years and years. For some, it’s decades.

And it’s holding you back from all the other cool stuff you could be doing because you’re paralyzed because you have to be lean and healthy first! …Which, incidentally, is natural and to your credit. You can’t feel right about other endeavors because you don’t feel right in your own skin and you have a hard time faking it because you understand how you’re perceived visually, and that’s especially tough on women.

So, the 30,000 Foot Cruising Altitude View is that solving this problem is a means, not an end. It doesn’t end there. That’s where it begins.

So, the bottom-line, buck-stopping thing is this: you’ve got to move on from your diet crowding out the entirety of your life.

And that’s my aim.

Making It Easy In A World Gone Crazy

Tue, 26 Jan 2021 17:18:45 GMT

A picture is worth a thousand words, they say. Sure, 11 year old Chili to the right and 10 year old Wasabi to the left—who have grown up in the Si Sa Ket and Surin neighboring provinces of Thailand—have some experience with Western food, but only to the extent of crap in bags from 7/11. Neither have been to a McDonald’s, Burger King, Wendy’s, Pizza Hut, or anything related.

Not once in their lives.

…The two daughters of my girlfriend are a simple delight in my life. And it’s that simple. They are sweet girls, so eat your heart out if you have entitled teenage bitches for daughters. Yes, I know that Wasabi is a chow hound and overweight, not my fault. But, she hasn’t hit puberty and I see no sense in creating drama before we know how the hormonal sea change manifests.

Patience.

They were out of school for a few weeks so I rented a car and took mom and them on a holiday, about 2,000 kilometers driven.

We first went the 7-hr drive to my work studio in Pattaya where I had to scramble to get sleeping arrangements sorted; mattresses and blankets. But we only spent a night there, before taking the ferry over to Koh Larn.

I’d already begun teaching them to swim during a previous family excursion to Pattaya Beach where I rented a mini-villa with a private pool, and they love the water. But they are are irrationally scared. This is foreign to me. My own mom floated me in lake Tahoe long before I walked. I do not understand what visceral fear of water feels like.

Another thousand words.

My role is modest but simple. I’m the farang out of nowhere who changes the lives of these sweethearts beyond wildest dreams. Before Richard Nikoley isn’t done with them, they’ll have college educations, speak English fluently, and will be marketable for jobs anywhere in the world. In their home province, scraping by for life is the norm. I’m pushing them gently.

You might be aware that I fly the more rigid wing version of that, hang gliders; but the point is, I tried to get even one of the girls to take a tandem flight and no sale. Work to do, still. I’m dealing with Thai general superstition and fear. I don’t insist that they push every boundary (God No!) but I nudge and encourage them to push a few of their own.

I haven’t figured out how to get them to compartmentalize fear, yet, something Westerners are generally good at. Plus, Thais, generally, have no sense of relative risk. They ride motorbikes on highways with no helmets, but with masks.

I’m also dealing with farang food, with children never exposed to anything but Isan food, a particular category of Thai food. They sincerely take it as foreign and suspect. That’s hard to work with because suspicion of the foreign is natural for them.

They never saw any such thing.

Imagine, if you will, a coupla kids from out in the deep rural who know that when it rains, they will feast on bugs, and frogs—because when it rains, you can drive along the roads and see all the “headlights” out and about; folks opportunistically gathering the food from the lands with those headband LED flashlights. When it rains and rains, they can fish from almost anywhere.

That’s proud Isan and I embrace it and partake, but I do not tolerate fear or hubris about other food. I try to gently convey that while this is their way of life, it might not be the best, or what they might prefer.

My rather philosophical problem is in reconciling the essential differences between the formation of people who can not starve to death, juxtaposed with those who can starve to death—if they sleep in too much.

You have to be gentle, but firm. I told them, when they didn’t even want to try any of the Italian food on offer in the banner photo, that I understand, but would not be taking them further. We’ll drive back to the province and they can eat Isan food to heart’s desire rather than continue the trek and go to Koh Chang, with farang food…

Of course they found a will to at least try. Results accrued.

Yea, they tried everything. The pizza, spaghetti & meatballs, lasagna, green salad…

You don’t claim victory against children. What you do is to be gentle but firm with them, trust in their essential humanity, and watch what happens.

You can also trust that spaghetti and meatballs is a good bet.

That’s what she ordered of her own accord when she could have anything from the substantial Thai menu.

My adopted country of Thailand does make things easy for me. So, I can say, “let’s go snorkeling, you’ll see lots of fish.” Thanks, Buddha.

…I’m not quite sure what to think about that, coming from the rigid Christian West. There is no notion of a personal God, one who gives a shit about your prayers, etc. In that respect, the youngest Thai children have it over many typical mature Christians with the hubris to imagine themselves important in Jehovah’s Universe. Although, that obviously works too.

Thais, by and large, just strike me as joyful and grateful with respect to their religion and they don’t seem to expect much of it. They don’t seem to feel owed or see themselves as unworthy, guilty sinners. I get a contrasting sense that they simply have a joy of life and Buddha is a common, vastly communal means of expressing it.

In the end, we reach detente about food and often have a mix of Thai and farang. It is not and will never be my intention to create nefarious outcomes but rather, to expose and enjoy a little bit. They will go from deep rural village to international girls. Then, the world is their oyster.

One thousand words.

Covid-19: You’re Not Entitled to Your Own All-Cause Mortality

Wed, 20 Jan 2021 05:18:49 GMT

In the never-ending diet and health antagonism, it happens that researchers, clinicians, and various advocates trend toward “specialization” in a favorite cause of death. For diet and health, various forms of heart and vascular disease seem to prevail.

Thus, it becomes the hammer to which everything is then its nail.

You know the drill. Fat clogs your arteries, or, red meat causes cancer, ad nauseum. And so on. The problem is, in large observational studies based on dietary questionnaires and advice, in the end, you end up with about 6 deaths here to a half-dozen elsewhere, of any cause.

So, you have the advocates touting that their particular dietary intervention “lowered CVD deaths.” Yea, maybe, but cancer deaths were higher, and total death was about the same. More or less life eventually ends in more or fewer deaths, period.

Since I and others are all but too familiar with these tricks of the trade, I have been anticipating at least preliminary figures for all-cause mortality, now that year-2020—with any luck—has died and gone to the big calendar in the sky.

Actually, my long time acquaintance and commenter here often, back in the day, Ned Kock, has gathered the numbers. He’s a math and science geek with degrees, in case you’re wondering.

Has COVID led to an increase in all –cause mortality? A look at US data from 2015 to 2020

It’s a short post you can read in 3 minutes, tops, so I encourage you to give him the traffic. Just a primer.

Briefly, the trend upward in total deaths per 1,000 of population from roughly 8.4 to 8.8, 2015 – 2020, tracks with the increasing average age of the population, which is also increasing in absolute terms. In other words, the same explanation that has prevailed every year prevails for 2020 as well.

The green line is the more interesting, representing the increase in total deaths over the previous year which, nominally, is a function of both increasing total population and advances in longevity (average lifespan). A downward trend means: population increased by less percentage than previous years, and/or average age of death increased, and/or people are on average a little more healthy or medicine and surgery is a bit better. It’s likely some combination of all three.

But, what it utterly and completely falsifies is the notion that Covid was anything at all in-particular in 2020. Simple. Plain. Fact. Choke on it. 1.27% more deaths in 2015 from 2014, trending downward to 1.12% more deaths in 2019 over 2018, and the same 1.12% 2020 over 2019. Suck on it.

Another Item

As I was tracking all-cause mortality over the course of the year as data was coming in, I knew by summer that by end of the year there would be little, if any “excess death,” which would suggest there was really something up with Covid that’s more profound than the average death from respiratory illnesses annually. Never mind that according to the WHO database, there have been about zero deaths worldwide from influenza from April 2020 (scroll to the charts at the bottom, and yes, you can check the database yourself).

But, since there were lockdowns and closures of a massive number of things, I thought it might turn out that lockdowns save net lives because jail cells are relatively safe. They protect you and keep you safe from that nefarious and scary thing called life. Surely, traffic incidents, minimally.

But, looks like a 6 or a half-dozen thing on the large. So what might explain part of the offset?

So, apparently, Covid still got plenty of folks, though indirectly. My guess would be suicide and overdose, all in the context of an indoor, sedentary, depressing, locked-up “lifestyle.”

I have had to exercise undue restraint in writing this post. You know what I mean.

My Thoughts About The 2020 Fraudulent Election

Sun, 06 Dec 2020 05:50:33 GMT

The view north from the Karon Viewpoint looking toward Kata Noi, Kata, and Karon beaches, Phuket, Thailand, 5 December, 2020

Since a picture is worth a thousand words, let’s call it 500 words of thoughts about the election circus spectacle and 500 words about considering relocating to Phuket for my beach condo/work studio.

How an Expat Bar in an Expat Hotel anywhere, should look.

An Expat Hotel should have ground floor rooms with a patio and table, a few steps from the pool.

An Expat Hotel menu should have Pub Food and other classics, like a half roast chicken (with pepper sauce and mashed potatoes; $9)

A couple of days ago I went door-to-door from my condo on Jomtien Beach, Pattaya to check-in at the Expat Hotel at Patong Beach, Phuket in 4 hours. Total cost for the taxi to Utapoa, flight to Phuket, mini-van to hotel: $79. I’d prefer that the economic collapse from the Covid Scam-for-Billionaires—in a place with 70 million, 3,600 “cases,” and 59 deaths (and 2,000 roadway deaths per month)—didn’t give rise to these kind of deals. The hotel would be $50 per night right now, normally. Now $12, breakfast included.

Phuket, Thailand, southern half

The last time I was in Phuket was April, 1989, so it’s been 31 years. It was an undeveloped beach with about a dozen beer bars, a few restaurants, couple of hotels, and services for snorkeling and diving excursions. Quiet. Up until around March, 2020 when the whole world became 4-year-olds cowering in the dark, Phuket got 5.3 million tourists annually, the vast majority to Patong Beach, so it’s now the most depressed area on the island.

To give you an idea, there are 5 McDonald’s franchises in town, all closed since last spring. Of at least 100 7-Eleven, maybe 6 are open. This place thrived exclusively on Tourism; now destroyed because fear over sniffles, a cough, and phlegm. And if you’re ignorant, programmed by SJWs enough to think it’s just bar girls affected, you’re an asshole too. Far more than that, tens of thousands, are the service staff of tons of restaurants, hotels, resorts, et al—men and women—and those hundreds of millions of dollars were in large-part flowing home to the provinces. Thailand’s GDP, as a whole, is 20% tourism (that’s one-fifth). Now there’s zero. It’s figuratively like chopping off an arm and applying a cheesecloth tourniquet.

Thailand likes to try to float Lead Balloons, though. They instituted a program to get tourists. You can fly here, pay $2,000 for a 14-day quarantine—with meals-in-styrofoam delivered to your prison cell right on time—and then be good to go for your HOLIDAY!!! Over a couple of months, about 2,000 people worldwide took Thailand up on that Great Offer!!! That’s about the number than land in Bangkok internationally, per hour, in normal times. LOL.

So why would I consider relocating here with things still unresolved? Well, because long ago, the expats moved away from Patong, leaving the crowds, traffic jams, and exhaust fumes to the tourists. I set out to explore the places they went to.

$6.50 per day rental. Gas is calculated in how many kilometers per nickel.

Referring to the map image, above, I set out from Patong in the upper-left, down the west side of the island, hugging every beach, all the way down to Promthep Cape on the southern tip. Then, up along the east to Rawai Beach, Wat Chalong, and back across to Patong. Rawai and Chalong have the highest concentrations of expats and of those, Rawai hits my sweet spot.

Some photos along the way.

Karon Beach

Kata Beach

A little cove just south of the amazing Nai Han Beach

Windmill Viewpoint, a better pic than I could get at the Cape.

An expat pub on Rawai Beach called Vikings, owned by a French-speaking Belgian; so those are Belgian fries (Belgians actually invented the “French” fry). That was a mind-blowing grilled pork tenderloin, peppercorn sauce. The pork is excellent in Thailand. $7.

Having crossed back over, Le Meridien Resort sits in its own cove just south of Patong. It has been there for 33 years. One year new, my first trip here in 1988. I was surprised to see Badoit on offer, which is my favorite sparkling eau minerale in the world.

OK, a few actual words about the election….

Chagrin comes to mind. Notice that the bromide is ‘no evidence of widespread fraud,’ and not ‘there was no fraud.’ It amounts to ‘yea, ok, but you can’t prove it,’ just like in the movies. But this is the core base of this supposed democracy and a core tenet of that is faith and trust. So the trust now is simply that Republicans won’t turn around and do the same thing to them, and they’re not wrong. And that in itself ought to cause pause.

In many ways, the Democrats are deaf to the voices of their own consciences. But, they have rationalized that, since Trump is the greatest evil, all other evil is justified as being lesser.

In addition to getting to live with a situation that’s not just trumped up to appear illegitimate—they know in their hearts it was, so: chagrin—they get to have a senile old pedophile who sniffs children in public and a skanky-looking, beat-up and used whore who slept her way to prominence.

That’s a turd you can’t polish. There was a reason Biden couldn’t get more than a few hundred people to a RALLY!!!

Whether the circus-show will be overturned or not, it is a case of having gone too far, and enough evidence has already been presented to make Trump the first President-not-President, because he’ll be holding enormous rallys for 4 years, embarrassing the whole corrupt gig, so-called Republican brown nosers, too.

Democrats needed people to make this fraud spectacle happen in every key place it had to happen. They needed lots of people. That means at least some not small number are going to be stupid people.

And stupid people do stupid things, thinking they can get away with it. Jails are stocked full of them.

A COVID Cult and Clown Car Roundup

Sat, 28 Nov 2020 09:02:29 GMT

Political correctness is communist propaganda writ small. In my study of communist societies, I came to the conclusion that the purpose of communist propaganda was not to persuade or convince, not to inform, but to humiliate; and therefore, the less it corresponded to reality the better. When people are forced to remain silent when they are being told the most obvious lies, or even worse when they are forced to repeat the lies themselves, they lose once and for all their sense of probity. To assent to obvious lies is in some small way to become evil oneself. One’s standing to resist anything is thus eroded, and even destroyed. A society of emasculated liars is easy to control. I think if you examine political correctness, it has the same effect and is intended to.
Theodore Dalrymple

You could further refine and drill down to wider meaning and integration by substituting “political correctness” for things like mask correctness, lockdown correctness, Thanksgiving correctness, COVID correctness, cases correctness, testing correctness, election correctness, mail-in-ballot correctness, no-widespread-fraud correctness, threat-to-our-democracy correctness, constitutional-crisis correctness, president-elect correctness….” the list goes on.

Generally speaking, COVID has reached maximum narrative and bromide dispersion and at this point it’s rather clear to me that there is no persuasion or cajoling on any level whatsoever—at least of the kind where someone admits I exposed them to new information they were unaware of and changed their mind accordingly—that’s worth the effort. They have “The Science,” you see, invoked in the same manner religious zealots invoke “The Word.” There is only science. “The Science” is euphemism for “whatever it is that I believe, even by faith alone.”

On the other hand, I sense a global weariness that really amounts to “this is not living, so what’s the point?” Well, the point was never about life, death, safety, or peril. The point was enhanced power to the State and profits handed over gleefully to big corporations at the expense of personal integrity—not to mention the destruction of mom & pop small businesses n the millions around the world. And the great tragedy of the latter is its quelling and chilling effect on entrepreneurs who desire to remain small and connected with those they serve, eschewing corporate and grow-big models of business. They seek to be producer-minded, rather than sell-to-consumers minded. That’s a real distinction.

So what it comes down to is waiting for even the most stalwart of COVID cheerleaders to get tired of the fad while yearning for the days when they could sit around with their Karenfriends sipping wine, talking about how good their cats are, and how bad their husbands are. ….That sort of stereotypical thing.

…To absolutely no good or useful end because it’s very unlikely any lessons will be learned. Here’s just a few things that perhaps maybe suggest the sort of mass crowd madness and hysteria I was talking about as early as last March and April.

The COVID Cult

This video presentation by Tom Woods really gets to the overall on that score.

Cult is a decent way to describe it at this point and the typical telltales aboud, paramount being all the people going around proclaiming their own virtue with respect to the COVID Commandments, decrying and shaming all the sinners. But, when the camera is off, doors are closed, in the dark, or when they think no one is watching, they do pretty much as they please.

It’s show theater and it’s funny how the mask doubles as a chin-warmer half the time.

Loosely outlined, you have three basic types of people comprising a cult.

The 80% or more low-95ish-IQ sheep, masses, “the people.” The True Believers.
The 15% or so enablers and influencers. Higher IQ, clever enough to see a bargain. In exchange for admonishing and shaming the peon intellectually-challenged into submission and compliance as to the propaganda or commandments, they are awarded status within the hermetically-sealed echo-chamber cult. They are envied by the masses for the illusion of status and importance that has been bestowed upon them.
The 5% or so elite manipulators who dole out the accolades. Their bargain is that they’re seen as Gods by the peons, owing to the solemn, “knowledgeable” enablers and influencers who’re in-turn seen by the peons as “smart enough to know; and besides, why would they have their high status if they weren’t right?”

It’s all a circular shell-game of mutual back-scratching, wink-nod, and peer-group behavior.

Link to the video. Yea, YouTube pulled this one down in the placating of leftists throwing their petulant, spoiled-child temper-tantrums.

DR MIKE YEADON, UNLOCKED – COVID-19 GOVERNMENT MISMANAGEMENT

Well, it was removed from YouTube for “Violating Terms of Service” after a huge number of views. Back up, for now.

If it turns out to be removed again, here’s a Facebook link and a Bitchute link.

Yeadon is a former VP at Pfizer, so perhaps this gains some credibility as coming from the belly of the beast.

It’s a fabulous video covering the whole swath of the thing but in particular, it really exposes the huge limitations in the PCR testing that is being done with abandon where the narrative has shifted from hospital admissions, ICU escalation, and death finality…to positive test results called “cases,” reaching the absurd spectacle where you have, on the same chart, “cases” going exponentially up while at the same time, deaths falling off steadily.

“Just wait two more weeks!!!” Remember that one from months ago and we’re still waiting?

Anthony Colpo has a new post exposing the severe limitations of what a positive case means: Why COVID-19 Testing is a Sham Producing Mostly False-Positives.

The greatest limitation in PCR testing for clinical diagnostic purposes is simple: it’s impossible to differentiate between an inactive fragment of a virus and a whole, active one. This is systemic (baked in the cake) because that’s its actual purpose: to detect the previously undetectable by magnifying even a piece of a virus (its RNA) to where it can be detected. So, for example, you could have an antibody or T-cell immune response to the virus that shreds it to pieces and then have PCR come along, magnify the pieces, and declare you positive. You’re not sick, but you’re a “case.”

This would be like going to the scene of a pile-up crash on the freeway and declaring every fragment strewn about to be a “car.”

The Greatest Hoax Ever Perpetrated On An Unsuspecting Public

Ironically, Dr Roger Hodkinson even runs a company that distributes these so-called tests. It’s a short, albeit devastating commentary.

Anthony Colpo even did a post about this one too.

Hodkinson is a medical specialist in pathology, which includes virology, who trained at Cambridge University in England. A Royal College certified pathologist in Canada, he is ex-president of the pathology section of the Medical Association, former chairman of the Royal College of Physicians and Surgeons Examination Committee in Ottawa. He has also served as a pathologist with the Medical Examiner’s Office in Edmonton determining cause of death, and as Assistant Professor in the Faculty of Medicine at the University of Alberta.
Hodkinson is in good standing with the College of Physicians and Surgeons of Alberta, and has been recognized by the Court of Queen’s Bench in Alberta as an expert in pathology.
Hodkinson is also Executive Chairman of Bio-ID Diagnostics, a company that produces COVID-19 tests – so he has little to gain personally from calling BS on the coronavirus scaremongering.
Hodkinson pointed out that, thanks to his role as CEO of a biotech company that manufactures COVID tests, “I might know a little bit about all this.”
https://anthonycolpo.com/expert-pathologist-claims-covid-19-is-the-greatest-hoax-ever-perpetrated-on-an-unsuspecting-public/

The True Costs

There’s almost no widespread accounting that ever goes on in anything when it becomes politicized. I’ve already touched on the devastation to small business, the soul of the economy at large. Still, the fallacious even-if-it-saves-just-one-life “logic” always prevails because its emotionally manipulative. Just like nobody wants to be called a racist, nobody wants to be called a granny-killer.

But in fact, humans always have and always will assign a cost-accounting to human life. War is the most stark example of that, right or wrong, just or unjust as the war may be—the point is people often think death and killing is “worth it,” whatever ‘it’ may be. So are a host of other things from pharmaceuticals with potential side-effects that include death, to all manner of goods and services that come with a small chance of an adverse outcome, including death.

We get in cars and on motorcycles everyday—even loading our children and grannies into and on them—accepting the implicit risk of death, but we trade the small risk away for the perceived greater benefits they afford us in the widescope accounting.

But politicize it…make of it a bludgeon for virtue-signalling, holier-than-thou, power-and-status grabbing types to use in the enhancement of their faux self-esteem…and all bets are off.

And for a third time in this post, here’s just such a widescope account of the costs of the politicization of COVID-19 by Anthony Colpo, featuring his home country specifically: Australia: Leading the World in COVID-19 Bullshit. And that’s not all. Clearly, the adverse and awful costs are very important to him, as they ought to be to the rest of us: COVID-19: How Social Distancing and Lockdowns are Destroying Lives.

Both taken together, it’s the best and most comprehensive assemblage on the stuff that ought to be of the utmost importance, but barely registers a blip—much like when a war is perceived, touted, defended, cheerled, and flag-waived as righteous. And perhaps sometimes it is, but that should ultimately be accounted for and people should have some sense of the true, overall costs of what it is they cheer.

Keep in mind that we’re talking about something with a 99%+ survivability where the vast majority of deaths are amongst those aged 75 years and older; that of those, the vast majority have multiple serious comorbidities and in terms of those without known comorbidities actually dying, you have to get into the 30-39 age bracket to find any, and it’s still a very small number.

Now, with that in mind, assess all the costs honestly. Maybe: drop the political implications of any which way your conscience might sway?

Where’s The All-Cause Mortality?

For those who still read me from back in the Paleo Diet and Whole Food days, perhaps you recall that one element of the antagonism was that the fatphobes and the meatphobes always tended to have their favorite cause of death—usually cardiovascular in nature…clogged arteries and heart-attacks.

But many of us always recognized and correctly pointed out: what about all-cause mortality? What good does it do, for instance, to shuffle people from heart disease to cancer if the overall number of deaths doesn’t change much? It’s a Cause-of-Death Olympics, never a widescope accounting of a different sort: how many total people died, of whatever? Because, you can fake or fudge on cause of death and often enough, it’s a legitimate judgment call where pathology and experience come into play. You typically can’t outright fake a death.

And so it comes to pass that the prestigious Johns Hopkins published a piece in their newsletter, A closer look at U.S. deaths due to COVID-19. As you’ll note, the article has been supplanted by an explanation for why it was retracted—but also providing a link to the original in PDF. Here’s an archive to the original in HTML.

We can’t actually know what the total death for 2020 is for any country or globally until all the reporting is in sometime after the first of 2021. Ultimately, we can wait. People, depending on their politics generally, are going to quibble, because this is the most politicized disease in all of history. It’s as though the politicization of fat and meat phobias over the decades since the 1970s into stupid public policies that ultimately made people fat, diabetic, ugly, and unhealthy…got all condensed into a single year, this time.

Here’s what we can know, which is what the data does NOT say: that even if there is some “excess death” this year—deaths substantially above numbers seen for the same time period during previous years—the numbers aren’t in your face or we’d sense and know that, and we wouldn’t be waste time debating it, but rather, protecting ourselves and loved ones. In other words: more or less COVID, more or less death. It is often the case, if you pause to think about it, that the pure existence of debates over things can signal that there’s not much to debate about and it’s a smoke screen towards achieving other ends.

This is similar to what I pointed out about this mask study just published: Effectiveness of Adding a Mask Recommendation to Other Public Health Measures to Prevent SARS-CoV-2 Infection in Danish Mask Wearers. Two things:

It took them months to find someone to publish it
It does not find that masks work, or that they don’t work

In other words, nobody is happy, so there’s a debate. But, you must keep in mind that all studies have limitations, per se. There’s no omniscience. And it’s my position that the best way to look at any study is not what you think or hope it tells you, but what it does NOT tell you. And what we can definitively say about this study—after all the arguments and “fact-checks” have been tendered—is that it does not result in any “oh, of course, masks are essentially effective and valuable.” So on the one hand, you have mask haters saying “it proves masks don’t work,” and on the other, mask lovers saying “it proves there’s some benefit to masks.” What it really says is: more or fewer masks, more or less COVID.

There is one place that masks and their related measures of social distancing were very effective: the 2020 election. This is what I saw coming in March when I called COVID-19 “Impeachment 3.0.” It enabled the plausible justification for mailing out millions of ballots—ballots that could then be counted, disposed of, “corrected,” duplicated, or copied in “plain sight”—but which is far enough away as to prevent close inspection.

Where is The Seasonal Flu that kills 200,000 to 600,000 Globally Every Year?

So this is most likely—the Occam’s Razor—an aspect of the shuffling of cause of death around but not ending up with huge amounts of “excess death.”

At large, it’s gobsmacking to me that the WHO is so incompetent in their number manipulating. You’d think they would at least put “estimated” numbers in their database, “technical-problem” it, or somehow cover their tracks so that it’s not so blatantly obvious.

It’s a bit tricky to find if you don’t know exactly what you’re looking for and also, the exact reporting tool (it’s Number 7…perfect) had me head-scratching for a long time. Nonetheless:

WHO Influenza Laboratory Surveillance Information by the Global Influenza Surveillance and Response System (GISRS)

Easy to use. Pick any country, any year, and any week-to-week range. Display report.

So what’s the big deal? Here’s 2,000 words.

USA FOR 2019

USA FOR 2020

Ok, but you object, saying, “well, it typically tapers off in April anyway and is very low, should just now be rising again, so maybe it wasn’t that important given the pandemic so for its rise that should be happening now, it could be a data-entry lag.”

I ACCEPT YOUR CRITICISM!!!

So, explain Australia to me in 2,000 words or less. Since it’s Southern Hemisphere, the seasons are reversed.

AUSTRALIA FOR 2019

AUSTRALIA FOR 2020

Gotcha! Now, I didn’t check every single country on earth, but the dozen or so I did check, almost the exact same picture, give or take a week or so of when the data stopped dead.

Could it be that accurately reporting on extrapolated flu incidence given the actual testing data for the 8 distinguished flu strains would severely muddy the waters in terms of calling every plausible death but obvious suicide, COVID? Or, how about the hugely greater flu incidence in Australia the first few months of 2020 compared to 2019? Explain that one.

The only real questions to answer are whether testing for flu just stopped globally (and on whose command?), was not reported by the respective countries (quite a coordinated thing, wouldn’t you say?), or the WHO decided to not enter the data and make it available (why on earth not?).

Well, it’s about as mysterious as all the questions this raises: 5 More Ways Joe Biden Magically Outperformed Election Norms.

80 Million Votes
Winning Despite Losing Most Bellwether Counties
Biden Trailed Clinton Except in a Select Few Cities
Biden Won Despite Democrat Losses Everywhere Else
Biden Overcame Trump’s Commanding Primary Vote

….Which constitutes a brief preview of my very next post, so stay tuned in.

You Can’t Recount Your Way Out of This

Sat, 07 Nov 2020 05:06:59 GMT

Every. Single. Word.

It’s a hot mess inside of a shitstorm

From about 1990 until midterms, 2018, I was a non-voter, even though I generally supported libertarian and conservative ideals and to limited extent, the politics that ensue.

Though a non-believer in literal interpretations of religious faiths, I am nonetheless a champion for the Enlightenment values embodied in Western Civilization. I’m a conservative in this regard. I oppose progressivism, socialism, feminism, racism, genderism, sexism, environmentalism, and all else-isms that corrode the Essential Spirit of America.

Conservatism isn’t perfectionism, but it does place stock in what’s proven to advance the state of humanity, its self-determination, and happiness. It is careful about incorporating new things because they are unproven and often, they come packaged with prima facie destructive elements from the perspective of gains achieved by human civilization and how such gains came about.

Progressivism-socialism is parasitism. It’s everyone trying to live at the expense of everyone else. It’s cannibal pot hysteria.

Make America Great Again is a reasonable creed for conservatives who, not wanting to turn back the time-machine, nonetheless want to preserve and advance those things that made us great from the beginning.

Trump embodies that. I don’t just accept and tolerate him; I enthusiastically, unabashedly adore and endorse him.

Though I’m an American expat in Thailand, I’m a registered Republican in Nevada, my state of birth. I voted absentee in the proper way: by reading the procedures, proving my residency (Nevada DL and in-state address of record), registering, and requesting a ballot…which I received electronically and returned as prescribed (a password-protected PDF). I even got a personal email reply from the Washoe county registrar’s office acknowledging receipt and assuring me it would be processed.

…And yet, there are apparently millions of Biden voters all across the country who live right down the street from the voting precinct, but can’t seem to figure out how to get a proper and valid vote in, on time. And seemingly, all attention is focussed on “counting those votes”…it’s the most important and pressing thing in the universe…

There is little to no clarity on any of this mess, from either side.

Typical republican says “every vote must count,” and it subsumes legitimate, legal votes by those legally qualified, who followed the rules, procedures, deadlines, etc.

Typical democrat says it, and it’s euphemism for any ballot from anywhere, at any time, in duplicate, from the dead, excess, fraudulent…in short, any sort of scrap of paper blowing in the wind with anything resembling what looks to be a “vote” on it.

But here’s the disconnect in all of this. In spite of all of the many “irregularities”—to be the most charitable of my life—the general consensus is to finish the counting (of what, exactly?) and then perform recounts where appropriate.

Recount what, exactly? I’m not going to list all the “irregularities.” Many have done that already, including Anthony Colpo. Trump is Right: The U.S. Election is Being Rigged. For up-to-dates on developments, including inside whistleblowers coming forward, consult Project Veritas.

So, what to recount? There are the in-person votes from early voting and election day. There are mail-in ballots. But, within those, there are the longstanding absentee ballots where a due and legitimate registered voter requests it, gets it, votes it, and it’s returned by election day. But now, there is a new class of mail-in ballot: unsolicited. They’re simply just sent out to all those on the roles, whether still alive, whether at a current address, whether there’s a forwarding address, etc. I’m sure procedures vary state-to-state as to how clean those registration roles are, but even still, it has an element of being a ballot in the wind if, at the very least, it has not been requested and is expected by the voter.

Claims vary, but the number appears to be somewhere between 40 and 80 million of these unsolicited ballots in the wind.

In the last couple of days, the Trump campaign and RNC have draw a valid narrative distinction between legal and illegal ballots. The problem is, unless you have a hard-stop rule, such as a time deadline, how do you know, amongst the ballots in the wind, what’s legitimate and what’s not? See some of the Project Veritas exposé to see what I mean.

Voter fraud has a long history and legacy, but at the urban-city level.

“Vote early and often.”
The cynical phrases “Vote early — and often” and “Vote early — and vote often” are variously attributed to three different Chicagoans: Al Capone, the famous gangster; Richard J. Daley, mayor from 1955 to 1976; and William Hale Thompson, mayor from 1915-1923 and 1931-1935. All three were notorious for their corruption and their manipulation of the democratic process. It is most likely that Thompson invented the phrase, and Capone and Daley later repeated it.

But that’s their own shit on their own doorstep; it’s not a federal case. Hell, it’s not even typically county-wide, and certainly not a statewide problem. So let them have at it if that’s the level of “integrity” those inner-city Democrats “aspire” to.

Former Dem Governor Rod Blagojevich says "Is the Pope Catholic?" when asked if the Democrats are stealing votes in Philadelphia. He also says he believes it’s more widespread than just Philly. Sort of interesting given his experience in Democrat corruption.pic.twitter.com/khjr26CjDZ
— Robby Starbuck (@robbystarbuck) November 6, 2020

Recounts are going to get you nowhere.

The mass-mail-out of unsolicited ballots fundamentally introduced garbage into the system; since, simply, you cannot know who filled them in—or filled in a few hundred or thousand—and there wasn’t necessarily anyone expecting the ballot: as a result of requesting it.

You are not going to get a gourmet meal out of that, no matter how many times you recount the garbage.

Once this whole fraud-plan born of CovidCon gets unraveled, if it ever does, who goes to jail, who gets a bullet to the head or a lethal dose in the arm?

Nobody does, and the loser, cucked Republican-establishment blue bloods will be the first to waive hands to stop the needed and required meting out of justice. Many already are. No big thing, right? So, they’ll make inner-city wink-nod “democracy” the same mockery throughout the whole land, content that they still hold their own power, along with their own connections to the connected.

I have no confidence the courts can get to the bottom of this turd and polish it in a timely manner.

There are two non-court paths to what I personally consider to be an essential Trump 2nd term in the office of President of the United States.

The Republicans control the State legislatures of Arizona, Michigan, Pennsylvania, and Georgia, at a minimum. The State legislatures can appoint whatever electors they wish. That’s the the Constitutional election of President. A vote by the populace is just a convention that can be revoked at will by any State legislature, even if they have to legislate to do it—it’s perfectly in-line with the U.S. Constitution.
If not resolved by January 20—State legislatures cumulatively don’t deliver 270 electors minimum for any candidate—it goes to the U.S. House of Representatives, which the Democrats hold. But there’s a catch. In this instance, each state only gets 1 single vote. Yes, both California and New York count for 2 votes for President. (is that delicious, or what?)

There’s a silver-lining elegance to number 2, in that 99.99% of the global population is wholly unaware of it, all the while yak-yaking about meh electoral college (which they don’t even barely understand, either).

Cue late night infomercial: “BUT WAIT, THERE’S MORE!!!”

Each state delegation votes en bloc, with each state having a single vote. A candidate is required to receive an absolute majority of state delegation votes (currently 26 votes) in order for that candidate to become the president-elect. The House continues balloting until it elects a president.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Contingent_election#Presidential_election

It has only gone that way once, in 1824, nearly 200 years ago, when John Quincy Adams got fewer “popular votes” than did Andrew Jackson, but more importantly, neither could garner enough electoral votes from the State legislatures for a majority. The U.S. House of Representatives elected Adams.

Is it high time to give the United States Population a civics lesson like they’ve never had—and shock the whole world in the process? Of course, with 1-State, 1-vote, Trump wins easily in his sleep.

…We’re still left with an enormous problem. In spite of Trump gaining much ground in terms of support within the “victim” classes of women, blacks, and hispanics, we’re left with a bad taste in our mouths—that so many could bring themselves to support the likes of Biden and Harris, who, to my mind, are the worst set of garbage ever put up for election at any time, anywhere in the history of the human political experimentation with democracy.

Puppets doesn’t even begin to delve into it, but there’s an element to it, since “the problem” with Trump is that he’s nobody’s puppet or fool—to say the least—and this infuriates the puppet masters on not just a U.S. level, but on a global one.

And there’s a deeper problem still. It’s systemic in our very notion of law, order, rules, regulation, and citizenship.

The systemic problem with rules, generally stated, is that honest people of good will follow them. Scoundrels issue forth with impressions and platitudes that they follow them the most, while following them the least.

Rules curtail the best people, while enabling the worst.

Unpact that reality.

…I began with Joe “Demented” Biden. I’ll finish with Joe “Freudian Slip” Biden.

November 3rd

Thu, 29 Oct 2020 06:14:12 GMT

Less than a week out and looking forward to forgetting about it for another 4 years.

320+, and the popular vote. Bank on it.

That is all.

Please Wear Your Mask to Help The Spread of Covid-19

Wed, 14 Oct 2020 11:59:29 GMT

Finally some good news.

Turns out, via CDC, that habitual mask wearers are the ones spreading the virus around the most.

That’s fantastic since the sooner everyone gets it, the sooner everyone can go meh and move on.

So, wear your masks, spread the virus.

Here’s the CDC link:

https://www.cdc.gov/mmwr/volumes/69/wr/mm6936a5.htm?s_cid=mm6936a5_w

Of 153 positive and symptomatic patients (across 11 healthcare facilities), 85% wore masks “always” or “often,” 8% wore them “never” or “rarely,” and 7% wore them “sometimes.”

Wear your masks. Spread Covid-19. Please!

Incidentally, Tucker has latched onto the story. Won’t make any difference. For most people, the mask is not about health—though they all lie and say that it is, as well as protecting others (altruism badge). It’s a badge of compliance, a baseball bat to beat others over the head with, and a virtue-signal.

Basically, like children behave.

Here’s the video.

CDC DATA: A new study conducted by eleven medical institutions analyzed a group of people who tested positive for Covid…
Posted by Tucker Carlson Tonight on Tuesday, October 13, 2020

Thai Life Update: The Beach Condo and a Second Restaurant

Tue, 13 Oct 2020 09:51:30 GMT

I’ve been remiss, time to get back to it.

It wasn’t laziness, just a series of things that consumed my attention and focus. Plus, in some measure I’m just on-hold, waiting to see if the November election results just might constitute a cure or vaccine for the current global stupidity and insanity (the only and real virus in play).

Took the family to the beach for a 4-day holiday. In total, it was 11 of us in two cars, to Jomtien Beach, Pattaya, and back. 500 Km each way.
Made plans and executed to locate with my motorcycle and rent a condo there at Jomtien as a 2nd home—to split my time for work and focus and a place to bring the kids during vacations.
We did a weekend over on Koh Larn, 30 minutes and 30 baht ($1) by ferry.
Got my Thai drivers licenses.
Returned home to the village and started a second restaurant after the first has done so well in its first six weeks.

Let’s do some photos to mostly show and less tell, the story. Each one can be clicked to open a larger, higher-resolution version.

Family trip to Pattaya.

Condo search and acquisition.

Koh Larn Getaway.

**Question: what to you have with the last bit of the pot roast you made last week?**

Have You Forgotten? Richard Lothar Nikoley Doesn’t Give An Eff What You "Think”

Sat, 26 Sep 2020 06:25:21 GMT

Since I installed Facebook Purity as a Chrome extension, it shows me everyone who has unfriended me, which numbers in the few dozens recently (only 1,285 to go). Invariably, unless they blocked me too, I go check their profile and yep: Democrat-leftist Moron; always virtue-signalling something—like a child trying to convince adults how great they are by means of putting their mud pies on display.

This is excellent. For, what has been ushered in is now nothing whatsoever short of a civilizational, social, cultural, and political climate that is become irrevocable and irreconcilable. Moreover, it has attained geopolitical proportions. it’s global. It’s two incompatible worlds, at war.

It’s utter, outright, and abject. I regard it appropriately, as such—no head-in-sand, hiding under covers…no mental reservation or purpose of evasion. Head-on.

I am become a staunch political separatist and supremacist. I would have that I never deal with another Democrat on any level, for life. Moreover, I support and applaud all action against them that non-violent supremacy implies while recognizing that peaceful resolution is, at this point, no longer an option—and it is they who have made that abundantly clear. So, bring it on! Overwhelming reciprocity is now key and becoming clearer by the day.

Chiefly, by means of lethal ostracism. Since they are either parasites directly, or, are supported by parasitism in large part, I would see the withdraw of all support by genuine net-value-producers, allowing them to parasitize each other, like a cannibal-pot hysteria.

Starvation to death is the end result. All without ever firing a shot. Simple, complete, total, merciless ostracism: the withdrawal of all values based upon the reality of the supremacy of the honest producer of genuine values for others, society, and the commons of the good. No mercy, no quarter. Absolute.

Nothing short of Human Civilization as Social Animals is at stake.

…Here’s what you’re missing if you’re not following me on Facebook (personal profile and FTApage), Twitter, Instagram, and/or Pinterest. Please also subscribe to my YouTube Channel where I’m doing more and more regular videos. The following are a collection of things I’ve posted, no particular order.

That’s about all, for now.

I Told You So: Stupid Covid People

Thu, 24 Sep 2020 02:01:39 GMT

— 2+2=5 and Dornails Dumb, Including Kurt Harris, NTIR (Never-Trump Image Reader) and Stephan Guyenet, MWBBN (Mask-Wearing Biden Brown-Noser)

Check their Twitter feeds if you don’t believe me. Also: check all of my posts on the Covid scam-fraud—that I saw coming miles away back in February—to verify that I have been essentially RIGHT from day one, far more intuitive and widely integrated than the two of those Dumb Fucks put together—which, incidentally, is the reason they always paid attention to little ole’ me. They know I’ve got something their faux educations never provided them and is unobtainable to their indoctrinated conventional “minds.”

Really quick, because I have to catch a ferry soon over to Koh Larn, from my new vacation condo here in Jomtien-Pattaya. (More on all of that later)

Here’s the study: Dynamic Change of COVID-19 Seroprevalence among Asymptomatic Population in Tokyo during the Second Wave

I’ll just quote from Alex Berenson’s Tweet Thread.

1/ INCREDIBLE STUDY:
615 adults in Tokyo were prospectively recruited to take Sars-Cov-2 antibody tests.
When the study began 6% had antibodies, indicating exposure.
By mid-summer 47% did. Half the population.
Not one person was hospitalized or died…
2/ BUT WAIT THERE’S MORE:
Many IgM antibody tests rapidly reverted to negative after being positive. So point-in-time antibody testing almost certainly UNDERESTIMATES exposure (which may be why it is so hard to get over 20% antibody positives in broad population studies)…
3/ The researchers wrote:
“This suggests that serological testing may significantly underestimate past COVID-19 infections, particularly when applied to an asymptomatic population.”
4/ In other words, if you test broadly and rapidly during an outbreak, you will find that a huge fraction of the population has been exposed/infected and is asymptomatic (we have seen this from PCR testing in settings like aircraft carriers, prisons, etc)…
5/ AND AS THE RESEARCHERS WROTE:
“These findings should also take into context the epidemiological dynamics seen during this COVID-19 wave. Japan took the atypical step of not instituting a mandatory lockdown…”
6/ “During this time, businesses, restaurants, and transportation were kept open, and public life continued relatively unabated. Nevertheless, the second wave peaked and subsided on its own… the possibility of herd immunity should be considered.” [con’t]…
7/ “If this [herd immunity] were true, then the remarkably low mortality related to COVID-19 should also be examined. Much like our cohort which had no reported hospitalizations, clinical severity in Tokyo was low [31 deaths, 14 million people].”
JFC. It was Earth all along.
Seriously, it is impossible to overstate the importance of this paper. It and the 40-cycle testing put all the pieces together.
https://twitter.com/AlexBerenson/status/1308802373029179399

That’s about all, folks. And it will change absolutely nothing—any more than sound scientific evidence persuades any young-earth creationist. Covid is, now, for the time being, the newest Unified Global Religion—complete with all essential elements of a secular religion (e.g., communism, socialism…along with its spiritual-religious-like original sin—in this case, that you breathe).

#AtlasShrugged #HungerCures #StarvationMotivates

Fri, 11 Sep 2020 04:07:03 GMT

My "Magical” Fat and Weight Loss (with bonus video)

Tue, 01 Sep 2020 03:42:49 GMT

A typical Early Time Restricted Feeding (eTRF) window meal

This is an expanded version of an early-access post on Patreon and SubscribeStar. Now that my recent easy loss is in excess of 10 kilo (22 pounds), I’m going to focus a lot more on this because so many people just really need it. Tomorrow I’ll begin a 20-post series about The Fat Loss Blueprint, in review format. Yes, right up front, this is a program for purchase and it’s not cheap.

Let’s get that out of the way in the first paragraph. It’s also the most in-depth, comprehensive program by leaps and miles I’ve ever come across. First, what are my own practicalities, or, practices?

I’m being asked quite a lot what I’m doing, specifically, and especially in terms of exercise.

The Status

In a nutshell, I’ve meandered between 190 and 200 pounds for years, but more usually, between 195 and 205. That continued once I moved to Thailand. It began to change once I moved within Thailand to a very rural country area of southern Sisaket province not far from Cambodia. I was at 92 kilos, 202.5 pounds. This morning, 3 months later, 84 kilos, 180.5 pounds. 8 kilo, 17.5 pounds lost (now just over 10 since this was written). 8.6% of body mass, lost. Let’s zero-point-zero in.

This is from the fastic.com app which is the best fasting app I’ve tried and the free version is adequate for me. So, from arrival in mid-May at 92 kilo, I naturally shed 5 kilo in the first 2 1/2 months. But, that was high physical activity in terms of overseeing the building of my house (more on that in the video). In the next 3 weeks and change, I’ve shed an additional 3 kilo. That’s an increase in my rate-of-loss of 100% (0.5 kilo per week to 1 kilo per week).

The “magic” is that this doubling came at almost zero cost in terms of pain. In some senses, it’s more enjoyable and easy.

The first week is low because it wasn’t a complete 7 days. From 5 August to now is a full three weeks exactly and far from doing worse and worse, I’m doing more and better. I haven’t missed the 18 hour minimum since 9 August (15.5 hours only), 17 days ago. Most days are 19+ hours. SO, it’s 18:6 minimum, to 19:5, 20:4, or 21:3 at the most. I’m increasingly finding that just eating over 2-3 hours, whatever I want, within reason, keeps the progress easy and fast. At this point, 18-21 fasted hours daily doesn’t even hurt, anymore.

Rarely am I tempted—even when Yui puts an Original Lays chip to my lips, then proceeds to eat it, maximizing crunch sounds.

Here’s The New Thing. Those who’ve been around me since 2008 know that I was an early adopter of fasting, losing the brunt of my initial 60 pounds in about a year through Paleo-ish eating and 30 hour fasts, 2 per week. I tried the 18:6 thing for a while but didn’t like it better than the full-day fasts, probably because the pain was only twice per week.

Now it’s different and as I’ve acclimated, have found something even more powerful. it’s called Early Time Restricted Feeding.

Here’s the study. Not long, not many subjects, but enough to try it for yourself. Shifting the window to earlier has been the magic bullet.

Time-restricted feeding (TRF) is a form of intermittent fasting that involves having a longer daily fasting period. Preliminary studies report that TRF improves cardiometabolic health in rodents and humans. Here, we performed the first study to determine how TRF affects gene expression, circulating hormones, and diurnal patterns in cardiometabolic risk factors in humans. Eleven overweight adults participated in a 4-day randomized crossover study where they ate between 8 am and 2 pm (early TRF (eTRF)) and between 8 am and 8 pm (control schedule). Participants underwent continuous glucose monitoring, and blood was drawn to assess cardiometabolic risk factors, hormones, and gene expression in whole blood cells. Relative to the control schedule, eTRF decreased mean 24-hour glucose levels by 4 ± 1 mg/dl (p = 0.0003) and glycemic excursions by 12 ± 3 mg/dl (p = 0.001). In the morning before breakfast, eTRF increased ketones, cholesterol, and the expression of the stress response and aging gene SIRT1 and the autophagy gene LC3A (all p < 0.04), while in the evening, it tended to increase brain-derived neurotropic factor (BNDF; p = 0.10) and also increased the expression of MTOR (p = 0.007), a major nutrient-sensing protein that regulates cell growth. eTRF also altered the diurnal patterns in cortisol and the expression of several circadian clock genes (p < 0.05). eTRF improves 24-hour glucose levels, alters lipid metabolism and circadian clock gene expression, and may also increase autophagy and have anti-aging effects in humans.

Looks pretty good.

Exercise: resistance bands, standard body weight, and my Big Trick. I got a 40 kilo (88 pound) bag of cement and covered and taped it so it won’t break. I carry it 100 feet or so on one shoulder, shift shoulders and come back. Then, I cradle carry it for a round trip. Like deadlifts, carrying heavy enlists lots of muscles. Fantastic, primal, and actually useful and practical, unlike much in the exercise world where movement is divorced from any practical use.

Here’s the video.

Where Have All The Salty Expats Gone?

Mon, 31 Aug 2020 03:30:00 GMT

It’ll tell you: they are overrun by fat grazing hoards of herds of Karens and Kens.

When I encountered my first expats I didn’t even know the word. That was in 1984, Subic Bay, Philippines. Most of them, retired Navy guys. In Angeles City, you’ll find the retired Air Force. In terms of civilians, mostly Ausies—I guess because it’s relatively close.

But in all cases, I admired these dudes. Same for my first visit to Thailand—Pattaya, 1986. In that case, lots of the expats were current or ex offshore oil-rig workers. In other words, just like with the retired military: men, not cucked beta-boy Kens.

In 2015 I lived for a few months in Zacatitos, Mexico—an off-grid expat community on the tip of Baja. Wow, was I surprised. Where I expected competent, self-sufficient and self-directed people, what I got was 100% Karens dominating the Facebook Group with their constant meaningless, cutesy, non-sequitur, chicken-coup-squawking, and jabbering bullshit. The males? To an organism, beta-cucked Kens, all apologists for cunty girls-weekend bullshit.

Disgusting.

I ended up dubbing the pace The Lost American Suburb of Los Zacatitos.

I’m a member of 2 expat Facebook Groups here in Thailand: CHIANG MAI EXPATS with 19,200 members and PATTAYA EXPATS CLUB, with 15,100. Same Karen-dominated bullshit, with cucked Kens virtue signalling constantly, seeking chick approval like 4 year olds making mud pies.

I come with an example. I’ll withhold the name, as there’s nothing personal. It’s a cucked Ken whose profile reads: “Globalist. Anti-trafficking in persons professional with specialization in East and South Asia.” Also, “Worked at U.S. Department of State” and “Former Regional Director Asia at Global Fund to End Slavery.” So, make no mistake. This guy drips with BESTOWED virtue—because he likely has no virtue to be recognized by average folks. It must be bestowed by the Karens and authorities, for a faux sense of self esteem and personal worth.

Here’s his suck-up, virtue-signalling screed:

EXPAT in Thailand: Thoughts on Contrasting COVID-19 Responses
Today marks the 82nd day since Thailand last say an internally-spread COVID-19 case. The only cases seen now are those among Thais being repatriated from abroad under very controlled conditions – tested immediately upon arrival and regardless of test results placed in a govt quarantine center for at least 14 days.
The Thai economy is taking a huge hit. Tourism is all but dead. Thai Airways hasn’t flown since March and just reported a near $1 billion loss for the first two quarters of the year. Thais are hurting economically but they are united in supporting the tough COVID-19 prevention measures; 95% of Thais surveyed last week supported keeping the country closed to tourism for now.The total number of cases reported so far (and starting in January) is a bit over 3,100 and deaths total 58.
Despite this relatively positive situation (on the health front), everyone is still required to wear masks outside and is checked when entering any commercial or govt facility of any size. Temperature checks are everywhere and after clearing the temperature check, one must sign in at the relevant store/office – either in writing (leaving name and phone number) or using a govt app that has a QR code reader.
My family and I feel very fortunate to be living in Thailand and grateful and humble to be beneficiaries of responsible government and societal responses to the COVID-19 crisis. Everyone adopts the prevention procedures without argument – there are no “scenes” in stores or on airplanes. The risk of public shame keeps everyone in line – no one thinks of their “personal rights”
So, I feel that we are very safe right now. It wasn’t that difficult for the Thai government to get to this point. They followed the WHO guidance, they were proactive and got on top of trends of transmission, they found tests that could be administered on-site with immediate results. They forcibly quarantined people who tested positive (something the US apparently considers crazy) . They employed track-and-tracing of positive test cases. They did not follow the US Govt (CDC)
I’m just so sickened, disturbed and embarrassed that the U.S. is in a predicament normally found among lowest developed nationals with dysfunctional public health systems. And with a complacent, selfish attitude among so many Americans who resist the necessary measures to fight the virus. Some Americans want to have it all . .or at least too much during what is a national crisis. They want their NFL, NBA, Baseball, their open bars, hair salons, open schools, with only a token gesture to COVID-19 precautions. Sorry, but that’s a sure recipe for some much bigger numbers of cases and deaths.
The number of new COVID-19 infections reported now in the US in ONE HOUR is almost as large as the number of COVID-19 infections reported throughout Thailand since January 2020!!!
I hear US journalists appealing to readers/viewers to learn lessons from other countries . . .but it’s not happening. Americans are considered exceptional; it would be beneath them to take advice from another country.
5.5 million cases and over 170,000 deaths as of today. who is taking responsibly for a nation-wide response, including a robust testing strategy that provides results within hours, not weeks????America is pitiful. I am humbly thankful to Thailand, a country and government that take this pandemic seriously.

Oh, my. What a pathetic pussy-wanker suck up. This is what passes for a male expat in an exotic land, now. Facebook, social media in general, and the bussibodyness of western chicks have ruined it for everyone. And my former refined and focussed misanthropy gets increasingly blurry by the day.

Expat existence is best kept and defined as an old boy’s club. Suits me just fine.

That is all.

Covid-19 Told-You-So PSA

Mon, 31 Aug 2020 03:11:42 GMT

One of the very first things that became apparent to me back in early March was that:

Those dying “of” Covid-19 were typically old and frail
Of those, most had comorbidities (other serious medical conditions)

Yet the media, political, and corporate narrative of fear and panic marched on and even intensified as a means of maintaining the lie—now repeated so often and with such assuredness that it’s just taken for granted.

And the entire thing is, and always was, a giant hoax.

Even the CDC seems to have become impatient, most likely because any legitimacy they may have had is rapidly diminishing like a boy who cried wolf.

CDC: JUST 6% OF COVID DEATHS OCCURRED WITHOUT CO-MORBIDITIES

This past week the CDC finally seemed to get fed up with the coronavirus hysteria that has existed in this country since March.
First, the CDC released new guidelines saying there was no need for asymptomatic people to get tested if they were otherwise young and healthy. That’s even if you were exposed to someone who had tested positive for the virus.
Then the CDC put up on their official website the following details for people who have covid symptoms: “If you have symptoms of COVID-19 and want to get tested, call your healthcare provider first. Most people will have mild illness and can recover at home without medical care and may not need to be tested.”
So, yeah, the CDC is telling you to treat covid like any other illness. Stay home if you’re sick, you’ll probably be fine. That’s because for most people covid is a mild illness. If, however, you get sick enough to need treatment, go seek treatment.

Duh!

But this was the final kicker that also went up on the CDC website:
“For 6% of the deaths, COVID-19 was the only cause mentioned. For deaths with conditions or causes in addition to COVID-19, on average, there were 2.6 additional conditions or causes per death.”
This illuminates what I have been saying for a long time, there’s a big difference between dying WITH COVID and dying FROM COVID.
94% of people are dying with covid, per the CDC, not because of it. In fact, not only are people dying with it, they are dying with covid and an average of 2.6 additional conditions or causes of death.
This would mean roughly 10,000 deaths are directly attributable to covid alone.
Because right now if you have terminal lung cancer, kidney and liver failure and covid, you are counted as a covid death.

But listen up. Turn on any TV, it doesn’t matter. Try to find the narrative being changed even one little bit. If you do dfind it, let me know. So far, everything I hear and see is the same old thing, and if it changes at all, it’s to pile more fear and panic upon the already existing contrived fear and panic that has been propped up and promoted by the media, politics (Trump’s White House, too), and the corporate machine.

The real lesson in this is to recognize that freedom, liberty, self-direction, self-determination, and independence are now the mere hollow echos of once-great ideas that built the first nation ever formed by philosophy rather than conquest—and that now, is exposed as the thinnest paper-facade you could not even imagine.

It was all trashed on a global scope within a matter of days.

This can only mean one thing: these ideas were supplanted—as many conservative intellectuals argued—many decades ago and since then, everyone has been engaged in lip-service and make-believe.

That is all. I don’t even have the energy to rant about it. I’m just resigned to my rather misanthropic existence.

Radical Life: The Story From Deep In Rural Thailand

Sat, 29 Aug 2020 02:11:53 GMT

I Built a House in 2 1/2 Months

I’m now officially a permanent resident of Thailand, visa and all

Why? Here’s a recent comment on another post that provides an overview of my thinking. Essentially, one thing led to another.

Hey Bret,
Your last part reminded me of myself. I was all gung ho on this digital nomad thing, travelling the world in perpetuity in a 60L backpack. Well, Covid squashed that, so I end up here in rural Thailand, just finishing up building a house…well, taking it from about 400 sf (2 bedrooms and a bathroom) to about 1,400 sf, 4 BR, 2 bath, sitting room, huge kitchen. For the GF, her mom, 2 daughters 11 and 10; her sis, hubby, and 5 yo boy.
And I’m having the time of my life playing dad / uncle.
See the photo in m reply to Resurgent, above. That’s our bedroom and my workspace.
So this is my backup plan.

The snake is a white-lipped pit viper, photo taken right across the road. The other one was a baby (10″ or so) monocled cobra, right outside the back door from the kitchen.

I haven’t posted on this blog about Thailand life since here only 8 weeks, now 6 1/2 months: MY 8 WEEKS IN THAILAND #2 — THE MORALIZING OUTRAGE, March 15, and a day before my visa expired, just as the Covid scamdemic pandecon was gaining speed. What follows are the main events of a quite remarkable lemons-to-lemonade story, shotgun-bullet style:

Had a flight to Ho Chi Minh (Saigon) booked for the next day, March 15; cancelled
Scramble and book a flight to Hanoi instead, as I didn’t want to overstay my Visa; then can’t check-in because my Vietnam visa specifies HCM as point of entry.
Go to Thai immigration next day requesting 90-days because CovidFraud; they laugh at me and give me 7 days, for 1,900 baht ($60).
Rent a car, drive the 5 hours from Chiang Mai to Mae Sai; into Myanmar and back: 1-day “visa run,” as it’s called; 1 hour before I arrive, Myanmar stops 1-day border entry permits, formal visa only.
I jump on my phone, find the Myanmar immigration site, and there’s an expedited e-visa, 24-hour turnaround guaranteed, for $45; Takes 20-min to complete it, visa in email 1h 30m later, print shop, and go (threw both Thai and Burmese border peeps for a loop—that I could circumvent so quickly…they laughed out loud); so Thai visa reset, 30 more days, extendable for another 30 (this circumvention of Myanmar’s intention was shut down the next day).
The next day or so, Thailand starts the serious shutdown bullshit; all bars & restaurants closed except food takeout and it’s depressing, so I book a gitty-up-go flight direct to Koh Samui and snag a room at ARK bar Beach Resort; fabulous place, but also winding down and by the time I left back to Chiang Mai 8 days later, mine was one of two rooms still occupied in the 600-room complex.

Then I rent a nice apartment in Chiang Mai, Swiss-design and modern, about $300 per month; the insanity persists and deepens, like 10pm to 4am curfew, alcohol prohibition everywhere, etc. I kept part of my sanity by maintaining a middle-finger to the Mao Uniform (face mask)—fuck off with that subjugating, humiliating, virtue-signalling bullshit (Video: Covid-19 and Masks: An Awful Rant—removed by YouTube, now on Bitchute); plus, the apartment with excellent fiber internet and my Roku stick helped with sanity maintenance.

I got stuff so I could do cooking catharsis, and did some entertaining as well; the French expat bar-resto 100 feet from my front door helped; brushed up on French by using it every day, a first since departing the country in 1992 where I had lived and worked; alcohol prohibition meant coffee cups (German coffee=beer; French coffee=red wine; Irish coffee=Irish coffee—without coffee or whipped cream).

I bought an amazingly cool retro-style motorbike, early 70s Triumph-soul—but: 1-down, 5-up; 2017 model year, 200cc, 15k KM, $850 cash; GPX Racing — Legend—but mine is way cooler than the new ones.

Yui has a fully automatic Filano by Yamaha. So I ask: “can you drive a clutch & gears?” “RICHARD, I country girl; we drive anything.” And sure enough…

The CovidCrap droned on, making my focussed misanthropy more blurry by the day. See my posts on CovidInsantity, learn how I once again called it right from the outset, against the prevailing Idiocracy. Just scroll down the homepage of the blog, back to the April timeframe.
Finally a glimmer of hope & change: though you still couldn’t fly, take a bus, or a train, there was word that travel between the 70 provinces by car had been greatly loosened.
Digression: I met Warunee (“Yui”) my second day in Thailand and though I quite played the field for an initial couple of months, there was just something about her complete non-lovey-dovey and a-bit-aloof demeanor that kept me coming back for more “abuse;” but really, she was married on her 16th birthday, and had her two daughters—Chili and Wasabi—before she was 18; her ex (whom I’ve met) was 17 years her senior; at her 27, I’m 32 years senior and she would chew up and spit out any male under 40 and giggle about it; It’s all I can do to remain calm, collected, and stoic.

Never show teeth, don’t smile, never fucking tilt your head like a chick

Perhaps this is the best place to insert something about the exclusively male, projecting wankers who try like hell to get a comment through on my Thai-life blog posts—to no avail, as I’m smarter than their bed-wetting asses; none know full-context at all—just that I spent a few months chasing a variety of young Thai chicks initially and have remained relatively quiet for months here on the blog, there being more important things to do. Gaslighting charges of my debauchery varry, from insane to pedophile; the latter is LOL: every young, under-30 Thai chick I’ve been with is a mother; so, it’s these commenters who are wanking off to images and imaginations of children, projecting their own sociopathy.

I simply ask myself why any actual man would spend a second trying to make me somehow feel as miserable, ineffective, impotent, socially poor, and financially poor as it is. Huh? What you have beneath the facade is a wank-sock masturbator with gamer-like fantasies who can’t deal with its own jealous envy…because it’s a poor-ass wanker living in its own self-made lazy-place of squalor.
Back to the prescient: Yui had not seen Chili, Wasabi, her mom, or any family (her house is between the houses of two uncles—a family plot of land her late grandmother bought long ago, now divided up) in three months and I duly noted the anguish in the every-7:00am “GOOD MORNING!!!” video chat between her and daughters; I simply came to gather and make obvious conclusions about her: she’s in complete love with her kids and family; as with everything, I turned out to be right.

Reunited. The house-addition is just about a week in.

I rented a car and hired a professional Thai tour-guide driver for the 1,000 kilometer trip; we were to cross about 11 Thai provincial boundaries and no way was I going to be at the wheel for that in light of CovidHysteria. As it turned out, only 3 border checkpoints were manned and each one waved us through without even stopping.

Western folk tend to have Deer-Crossing signs. So sorry. You have to move to Thailand for Elephant-Crossing signs.

No, I was not culture shocked or otherwise shocked; Yui predicted that I’d hate it but she was wrong (27 years old, I reiterate).

She really had no knowledge that I grew up with much of the same sorts of simple things…the assumption of my ignorance results in a degree of hubris because she and villagers naturally assumed that even though I have lots more money than they, I don’t know shit about the country—the down and dirty rural village country; I dealt with that like any Richard Nikoley would: I laughed at them and demonstrated that I know what I’m talking about, even with their ways, such as construction methods; I built respect but it was hard and I had to shake off lots of derisive stuff that would have caused me to bite heads off, in America.
I only had to bite off her head a couple of times, in front of family and the workers in my pay: assertive, calm, not raised voice: “you do not get to talk to Richard Nikoley like that, ever.”
Later, Yui: “Why you have to show your power;” Me: “because you’ll eat me alive if I don’t.”

It was to be a few weeks trial. Once I had met the kids, ‘maaa’, villagers, the feral dogs, etc., I was hooked and I decided to finish their pathetic house her Brazilian 40-something BF of three years “built.” Yep, not only is she an “old man” aficionado, but she knows farang. She spent 9 months in Brazil over three trips. Hated it, but probably still loves philandering-Daniel, though. There’s even a dog named after him, here.

A text about the dogs, out to my ex-wife, steward of our dogs.

Let me tell you about dogs here. Some are kinda like people’s dogs, but not really. In this part of the village, there are about 6 or so roaming dogs. 2 females: American and Dum (‘dum’ is Thai for black, ’cause she’s a bit black color). The rest are males. No dogs are fixed, no dog has ever seen a vet. No dog has shots, anything.
After I got here, I asked Yui, “does anyone feed the dogs, or just what they can find?” “Just what they can find.” They eat a lot of pork and chicken bones, they scrounge the trash piles. Yet, they all look lean, muscular, in pristine health. I have never seen a dog formally fed. Not once.
Dum is in heat, all swollen. Obvious. The Thais either don’t care or are oblivious. The four males fight many times per day, narrowing it down. Now, only two out of 4 remain in pursuit. “Daniel” got into it big time. This morning, he had a lame back leg. Then, later, blood all over his head from multiple puncture wounds and an ear a bit mangled. He was laying around, lethargic.
I had half an idea to offer to take him to a vet and I’d pay for it. I didn’t, for fear of being laughed at. “What’s a veterinarian?”
Low and behold, an hour larter, he’s skipping around on all four, oblivious, and following Dum everywhere, along with another male. They are relentless.
I doubt a Thai person in any rural area like this has ever spent a single baht on a dog, yet they seem so healthy and natural. Free roaming, but they stick around, I guess because they figure it’s the best deal they can get.
None are the slightest bit aggressive to people, even the young children.
So, conclusion is that i like it better. Dogs as dogs.

I’ll add: there are a few dozen free-roaming annoying-as-fuck chickens here (partly why we built a perimeter wall), even newly hatched chicklets. These starving dogs do not touch them, ever. Shoo, growl, or snap them away, is all. Neither are the chickens afraid of the dogs, though they keep a ‘social distance,’ being every bit as smart as CovidSentinals.

Oh how the ignorant and unwashed live, eh? I’ll tell you another thing: I have never seen a pile of dogshit, ever not in 3 months: No. Where. I got curious enough to ask. “Oh, they go across the street in the forest.” There are no leashes here.

Neither are leashes or helicopters so, for the dozens of village children who are just as free-roaming. In times where there’s no school, they’re off and about with the other village children, doing kid stuff. They amuse themselves with piles of rock and sand, substrates for the concrete the house is made of. Oh, speaking of school.

First day back in school since the CovidParanoia. Fom the left, 11yo Chili, 10yo Wasabi, and 5yo Ninja—all in proper uniform.

And just like that, I love this country if for nothing else, children (and women) are kept in their place, helping to prevent them becoming petulant child assholes with their social games via clothing, devices, status, and all that; teach them at school….which, btw, is a 500-meter walk down the village lane, same place maaa Yui and her sister, Noon (pictured, maaa of Ninja), walked to school.

Dear sweet Wasabi. It costs poor Thai villagers a good portion of a month’s wages to outfit their children with all the required uniforms and yes, the teachers are in uniform as well.

Please do tell me again how the Wage Slaves of the West are so much better off, with most of their children being those they would otherwise want to murder, except for that single fact….

And, you incel MGTOWs, please tell me again what a sucker I am, while you hide behind a facade of faux masculinity where when stripped away, you’re really nothing but a humanoid with male genitals who shirks any vestige of responsibility. A man creates responsibility in such a way that a man cannot escape it…he seals his own fate. Children are the root of that; employees, another. Men do not abandon children or employees once responsibility is taken up. Man up, or “stop the Yak Yak,” as 27yo Yui says.

Beyond the financial support that makes things stable for the kids, it has been my solemn duty to teach them what I know. Preeminent in that is not only English, but proper and well-pronounced English. Generally, you have to catch a child before 7yo to get perfect pronunciation, So, this plays out interestingly.

Initially, I loaded the three usual suspects with Hooked on Phonics. No interest. So, I simply talk my head off with them. I don’t let them go get a translation from Maaa Yui.

“No, we’re going to figure this out.”

11yo Chili pops in, asking, “Richard, I need [something that sounded like “cream”] but she was twisting her hand as though turning a screw. “Let’s figure this out.” So I start quizzing her, she gets flustered, and calls out, “maaa Yui!?” “No, let’s figure this out.” I open a clothing cabinet door, point to a screw, do the same twisting motion. No joy.

But I sense she needs a tool, so I introduce the general concept, an invaluable and essential one. “You need a TOOL!” Then I keep saying tool, tool, tool and I make her pronounce it correctly. “No, not ‘too,’ “TO-WELL; now fast: tewel.” Now that’s established, I point to my tool box and she lights up. I take it down, and she picks the NEEDLE NOSE PLIERS and I make her say it over and over, then go into the sitting room where family is visiting to tell them what she got.

5yo Ninja is quite a different study. He hasn’t spoken but for one single word of English; but magically, he seems to understand everything I say by his actions. I tell Chili and Wasabi that he’s is going to leapfrog them both. Just the other day, everyone is at the afternoon market for food to cook for dinner (how it rolls, here, every day, 365). Only Ninja is here, it’s dusk and he’s out on the patio fiddling with something. I ask, just as I would to any American: “want me to turn on the light?” “YES!” he replies enthusiastically. Within months, he’ll be teaching his older cousins English.

…You’re curious about the house build and what it cost, I can tell. I’ll cover it.

How it turned out. Lower left bath, BR, and BR is what I started with. Not to scale.

I tried like hell to get Yui to go with something different. To the left is my original idea but to the right, I was trying to introduce the concept of Great Room with living and kitchen all in one. No joy. Not even close. Even though I was paying the bill, her way. Her dream. Now, you can be sore about that or, understand something.

Why did I do this? As I’ve told Yui: I didn’t do it so much for you; I did it for your mom and your daughters. It’s for real and it’s permanent. Folks seem to want to warn me: BEWARE THE THAI GIRL, YOU’RE JUST AN ATM.

And I laugh: Oh, you mean they’re honest about it?

I spent about $30,000 in the space of 10 weeks: about 20 of that on materials, 5 on labor, 5 on furnishings and amenities like audio-visual. Yes, I was my own contractor here in rural Thailand where the ubiquitous building skills (principally: masonry, concrete, roofing, and plumbing) fucking wowed me to such an extent my goal is to start a construction company here, because I can manage it, account for costs, and make a profit—impossible where I was born in the euphemistic Land of the Free. I went and bought materials directly and ferried them back or paid for delivery to site. I paid 3-4 highly skilled workers 150 baht per day above village scale of 350 baht ($11). I paid them 500 baht ($16) per day, seven days per week, solid 10 hours or more.

It’s cash daily. No taxes, no paperwork; and no, no facade of public safety with its veiled payoffs we call permits and inspections. Here, if you need to pay off, you do it directly, cash too. No euphemisms. Zero granting me permission to start this on day one and finish in 10 week’s time. But do tell me about your high American wages where you still can’t even keep up, as everything is being priced out of your markets all the time.

But what do I know about any of this, even though I was born in the biggest euphemistic joke in all world history: Land of the Free.

And metaphor is all you have left. And that’s a sad thing.

The build complete, the “house warming party” ensued. They call it something more akin to a blessing ceremony and the lucky number 9 prevails. For example, 9 monks from the local temple, close enough I can hear their morning prayer-chants in the distance from 4am onward, as ubiquitous and sure as your confidence that the sun will rise. I refer to it as a meaningful privilege but that doesn’t capture the feeling and why it motivates me to be up and about by 5am every morning, often earlier.

The day prior to the “party,” I asked Yui, “when does it start?” “They start cooking at 3.” Ha, little did I know. 5am next morning, lights come on, “it’s starting!” She means it’s going to start. Sort of like when my motorcycle arrived at the post office in Khukhan from Chiang Mail, 1,000 km away (yes, you can “mail” a motorcycle in Thailand, costs about $120), she gets a phone call: “motorcycle is coming.” They’re not big on tense.

“But you said 3?”

“Yes, they start cooking at 3,” meaning they started two hours ago, at 3am. Turns out the monks eat at 6:30 and 12:30, then they’re done with caloric intake for the day. Is that why they’re all lean, fit, and long lived?

All that being finished left a hole. Now what? I’ve got an air-conditioned house (4 separate units), smokin’ internet, TVs, Netflix that doesn’t buffer even it’s streaming to 3 TVs at once, free on-air satellite, a nice work space—and to my deep despair, a karaoke machine. Oh, God-Buddha, what mischief have I wrought?

I’d just completed my visa. I decided I need to “work.” You’re generally prohibited from working in Thailand, but there are things you can do, like own a business that employs Thai people, loan money, etc.

I financed all the start-up costs for a small restaurant in Lalom, now owned by Yui’s younger sister Nun (“Noon”).

Nun quit her job working in a cosmetics shop in Surin, her and husband moved here to occupy one of the four bedrooms, and within days of opening, is at a monthly run-rate of 30,000 baht net profit per month (after COGS and overhead). How much in dollars or Euros? Who cares? That’s arbitrary. The average wage for a Thai is 10,000 – 15,000 baht per month, she was making 15, now making double that, in her own business. I did not take equity. It’s a loan (a very high-priced loan).

Now we’re working on a business for Yui, a woman’s fashion shop. Same deal. No equity. A start-up loan (expensive).

The aim here was clear and simple.

Take them from the squalor the Brazilian built to the nicest house in the village, thereby changing mindset from poor to middle-class with head held high. Consequently, you pick up after yourself, dispose of trash off the property, stay on top of laundry, wash the dishes before you have to because there’s no clean ones, and wash surfaces such as to reduce the ubiquity of ants and flying insects.
Start micro businesses so as to become self-sufficient and not dependent on me should something happen or I decide to move on.
Above all, this was never about creating or fostering dependency, or, pay for play. This would all be an embarrassing failure if they cannot be self-sufficient. That is the true, overencompasing value I’m providing. Money is fleeting. The ability to generate it is lasting and permanent. No exceptions.

That is all quickly coming to fruition, along with a gradual ability to operate in the English language, invaluable for the children and their future job or business prospects and opportunities.

As for me.

I have another business in Thailand I’ve invested $5,000 capital in, so far. This is a capital investment, not a loan. Details are private, for the time being but it’s paying off very nicely and I’m looking to greatly expand that investment over time, should its initial success prove consistent.
I’m energetically ramping up my online activities. This blog, producing videos, and building a pledge presence on Patreon, mirrored on SubscribeStar.
I’m producing short videos for both the subscribe site and open-access on the blog almost daily.
I’m up by 5:30am at the latest, every day, 7 times per week. I’m generally working until 8-9pm on projects to be rolled out on the subscribe site and open-access on the blog.
I eat food from 10am until 2pm, then hard stop until the next day. Consequently, I’ve dropped 9 kilo (20 pounds) and counting.
I eliminated alcohol from my life in favor of better things to do. I’ve tried life with alcohol and now, without, for the first time in 40 years. I prefer the later. Incidentally: this was, surprisingly, the easiest thing I did of all all of the foregoing. I guess I’d had enough. 40 years of boozing, and I came out the other end still healthy, still looking younger than my 59 1/2 years.

So, this constitutes The Big Overview. There are a million sub-stories to tell, in-depth, over time, while I make other stories, especially with the kids.

Oh, what a fountain of youth I’ve discovered. No excuses responsibility for children. Highly recommended, especially for an “old man” (as Yui calls me).

I gotta run or, more accurately, walk the kids to the village school—maybe 400-500 meters down the road. Because of the CovidHysteria that infected Thailand, too, they’re doing school on Saturday to catch up. I offer a juxtaposition.

The kids and moms here in Ban Laem Thong for the mother’s day honoring a couple of weeks ago, contrasted with the caged-animal fashions in Bangkok schools

I guess these rural country kids and their mothers just aren’t as informed, smart, and sophisticated as are all the urban-center “Karen” and “Ken” lemmings, regurgitating and mimicking all the narratives, slogans, bromides, and memes in the service of the general media, corporate, and state propaganda machine.

Later, bye, over, and out.