Frequency 23’s new podcast is up. This month:
This audio footage comes from a very special field agent, currently stationed somewhere in Texas. Our agent somehow managed to contact Bart Black, a contemporary of Alex Jones among others, for an interview regarding Bart’s own TV show based in Houston, “Frequency Clear”. “Frequency Clear” is a source for alternative news geared towards fighting the information war, guerilla media activism, and advocating for the First Amendment. Bart was gracious enough to accept our correspondent as a personal guest in his office and workspace, and the resulting interview touches upon the pending police state, the mother of all conspiracy theories, and life on the frontline of the information war.
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Way to go Officer Barbrady!
Local school officials in a suburb of Houston, Texas, are investigating how it was possible that a school police officer handed out calendars to students that featured explicit details on satanic and sexual rituals for every day of the month.
Link (via Wu).
Thompson proves he’s still the hardest writer out there:
This year’s first presidential debate was such a disaster for George Bush that his handlers had to be crazy to let him get in the ring with John Kerry again. Yet Karl Rove let it happen, and we can only wonder why. But there is no doubt that the president has lost his nerve, and his career in the White House is finished. NO MAS.
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Every GOP administration since 1952 has let the Military-Industrial Complex loot the Treasury and plunge the nation into debt on the excuse of a wartime economic emergency. Richard Nixon comes quickly to mind, along with Ronald Reagan and his ridiculous “trickle-down” theory of U.S. economic policy. If the Rich get Richer, the theory goes, before long their pots will overflow and somehow “trickle down” to the poor, who would rather eat scraps off the Bush family plates than eat nothing at all. Republicans have never approved of democracy, and they never will. It goes back to preindustrial America, when only white male property owners could vote.
Things haven’t changed all that much where George W. Bush comes from. Houston is a cruel and crazy town on a filthy river in East Texas with no zoning laws and a culture of sex, money and violence. It’s a shabby sprawling metropolis ruled by brazen women, crooked cops and super-rich pansexual cowboys who live by the code of the West — which can mean just about anything you need it to mean, in a pinch.
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The question this year is not whether President Bush is acting more and more like the head of a fascist government but if the American people want it that way. That is what this election is all about. We are down to nut-cutting time, and millions of people are angry. They want a Regime Change.
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Of course I will vote for John Kerry. I have known him for thirty years as a good man with a brave heart — which is more than even the president’s friends will tell you about George W. Bush, who is also an old acquaintance from the white-knuckle days of yesteryear. He is hated all over the world, including large parts of Texas, and he is taking us all down with him.
An interesting thing about Meetup, a web site for organizing local interest groups, is that it ranks cities by number of people signed up for certain meets.
Burning Man City: Seattle
Body Modifcation City: Toronto, ON (# 2 is Tel Aviv)
Discordian City: Seattle
Magickal City: Charlotte, NC
Smart mob City: Denver
Coffee City: Chicago (Seattle was only # 6)
Comics City: New York
Dumpster Diving City: New York
Straight Edge City: Providence, RI
Pagan Parenting City: St. Louis, MO
Amiga City: Tel Aviv
Newly Single City: Toronto, ON
X-Men City: London (with a whopping 2 members)
Japanese Pop City: Houston
EFF City: Austin
Nanotech City: Minneapolis
What’s big, city by city?
Tel Aviv: Pagan
Rio: Linux
Moscow: Britney Spears
Perth: Goth
Madrid: Russell Crowe
Cairo: Knitting
Stockholm: Body Modification
Prague: Vampire (not the game apparently…)
New Delhi: Sex and the City
Islamabad, Pakistan: Gilmore Girls
I’m sitting in front of a sound stage in the middle of a horse pasture watching robotic kids shift and rotate to electronic music. A computer thumps out crunchy, mechanical melodies over the funky beats oozing from turntables. Neon drawings float under the black light from the plywood dance floor. Off to the side of the stage, a guy sits cross-legged and meditates. I’ve been up since 6:30 in the morning, it’s 2:30 at night now, I’m freezing, and have no plans of going to bed. Fatigue has given way to fascination. I feel great.
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