Friday, August 10, 2012

synecticity

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Mediation, like friendship, group therapy or building a bridge requires cooperation, social synectics & sociology group process. SRQ people should set up a round table group on how we can seed and grow our social skills; mostly meet and welcome new people to the world of art, service and inter-cultural friendship.  In 1976 I wrote a set of management documents to train the Iranians under the direction of a service sub-DOD contract with Bell Helicopter Textron in Teheran.  It was only American Peter Drucker (University of Vienna, my Alma Mater) style management systems but when we stared across the divide, it was about not the East vs. the West but in the Eastern Mind and the Western Brain. At that juncture I realized that our culture burns a path using neurons, ritual, social, intellectual and yes, even Chai (TeA) ceremonies to set one side or the other. We must be "pokers" and drill holes in the corpus coliseum of our collective ancient Jungian experiences and realize that Plato was correct when he wrote of the idols of the cave and the market place.  Its all a play within a play, as Hamlet taught us, to expose the real culprit: illusion and fear. If  you want to join me in a pledge to cross the bounds of religion, education, self centered-ness  and ego and money-power walls, dissolve them with love and service to one another--lets begin now.  One hand outstretched will be received by another and joining we can unite and collect toward the singularity in quantum physics, that is near and create the petabytes of energy it will take to "wormhole" ourselves through to the dimensions of time and space that now separate us propelling us beyond Mars and the Moon into a space where we are all joined in the power of ONE. Creation begins with just a touch.. artists begin with a blank paper, a stick and intention. This is where we are now. Because, NOW is the only constant we have.  You realise that Hericlitus taught his students that they could not put their foot in the same river even once.  The river is Time and we must engage or die.

 
Kent c Norton
Certified Court Mediator/healthcare
Trained by Project on Negotiation-Harvard "Program on Negotiation "thirteenth Judicial District, Tampa


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Monday, July 23, 2012

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the same airline broke my new 12 string guitar, IN 1969, while transporting it to the then U.S. NAVAL STATION at treasure Island, san francisco, which is now a park. It tooks months of wrangling but they finally paid me about $175.00 a lot then and it was repaired but they did not want to take liability; that was before TSA, and I was even in uniform; so little has changed. I am sorry for pain, after being disabled and for the PTSD that will result; it is the uncertainty we fear that keeps us up at night--we never what will happen at the airport while the government is in control of our civil rights and our bodies and souls as we simply try to travel from point a to b. 

"And keep your eyes wide the chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon for the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who that it's namin'
For the loser now will be later to win
For the times they are a' changin'!

Come senators, congressmen please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside and it's ragin'
It'll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
For the times they are a' changin'!"  bob dylan
Wake up United Airlines; we are going to unite against you and boycott your service; you have waited too long to fess up.......
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Film violence and real life murder, mayhem and murder have been transposed as we can no longer tell what is staged and what is realy.It is no wonder that the red haired alleged shooter in Colorado was mistaken for part of the movie as he screamed, "I am the Joker". Americans have set the bar high for excitement in their brain chemistry and fantasy life and when it drops below the mark, they must ramp it up to get the same level of epinephrine & dopamine concentrations to envelope the paleocortex activation of the fight or flight mechanism for their enjoyment. Just like money is just a placeholder for values, self esteem and self worth, violence is the Ancient Greek equivalent of the Colosseum blood battles that evolve when war is the norm and people are in economic dire straights. "The huge crowds screamed " at Colosseum !" ("bread and circuses"). Events were often sponsored by wealthy citizens as displays of their wealth. Horses and athletes were given-performance-enhancing drugs." http://factsanddetails.com/world.php?itemid=2061&catid=56&subcatid=369
 
 Sound familiar. This was just before the fall of Rome. This type of cinima makes a mockery of peace studies, mediation and alternative means of solving problems and instructs the young that cage fighting and hatred toward others, in the name of good and righteousness, as in the many Crusades of all religions, alleged to make the world safe from invaders. I simply do not go to violent movies for a plethora of reasons. Apparently, I am in the minority. I cannot call for a boycott of this behavior, as Americans, or anybody has a right to view what they want; until th 3-D vision comes into our homes and crazy shooters bring the gun shots into our bodies for real...No one gets up and gets a hug, like in the movie scenes. So, "stay violent" my friends as we bow to the lower animal nature of survival, when it is not necessary to fight wild animals attacking us; as sthere are none; except our own powerlessness which has been politico-genetically implanted by our government and others trying to make us believe if we wear the right designer clothes, put granite counter tops and larger pools and more macho cars; we will become super heroes--except that the innocent were never the enemy; the only villains are our shadow selves somehow give parole from the 7th ring of Dante's inferno.

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Monday, April 2, 2012

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So as for me, i heard an interview with Geneva once and the interviewer, a white guy, asked,:“What about all the women and the carousing…” or to that effect. She just shrugged and said, “Well he was a ‘man’ and that’s it” It so sad to me that men have changed little from the monkey to the Neanderthal Man its still true. AS alcohol and drugs shrink the frontal lobes and aptosis attacks the neo-cortex; primitive man will seek women to bash with his stick over and over again. HERstory repeats and we are destined to live it until a new age fractal opens a wormhole into a singularity where respect and dignity are king; and ego is dead and destroyed forever. kn®∞™

the quote below is from the book. the above ramblings, chaotic and disenfranchised is all mine.

“‘Muddy’s relationships with women, uncovering details on several "road wives" and "outside" children, all while Muddy was still with his companion of 25 years, Geneva. When a grand-daughter got pregnant at 13, Muddy's comment was "young girls make strong babies”’’
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http://www.mnblues.com/review/2002/muddybookrev-gordon-tg-5-02.htmlmen, uncovering details on several "road wives" and "outside" children, all while Muddy was still with his companion of 25 years, Geneva. When a grand-daughter got pregnant at 13, Muddy's comment was "young girls make strong babies”.https://www.facebook.com/cantubury
 

Friday, February 24, 2012

google silo non-privacy

  • Free Domain RegistrationGoogle® privacy policy; it means that Google is simply compiling all of your searches, every time you are logged into your account of pictures, names, faces, concepts,images, news...anything you search for is kept in a file. 
  • Until May1, 2012 they agreed to now compile these. at that date all of your searches will be congregated into one file and with your personal data, like your computer id (serial number--like your social security #) and other personal data, such as birth dates, your profile and your connections and degrees of separations from others, etc. All of this data will be lifted to the "cloud" servers with Yottabyte – One Billion Petabytes! 10^24  http://singularityhub.com/2009/11/03/enter-the-yottabyte-one-billion-petabytes/   and http://techcrunch.com/2009/11/01/nsa-to-store-yottabytes-of-surveillance-data-in-utah-mega-repository/ its this much in the universe: The mass of the earth is 5.98*1027 grams. That's the scientific way to write a large number that has a lot of zeros. We can write the mass of the earth with all the zeros like this:
  • there is a way to stop tracking cookies, different than normal cookies. It is only available for certain browsers. you have to check...Remember you only have to may 1, 2012. No, I am not a Geek so you may need help on this.
  • 5,980,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 grams so they are going to put everything in just one silo for the viewing pleasure of any law enforcement, hacker, government agency; just about anyone. what ever happened to the "do no evil" motto of the early Google.. as Lord Acton said in the 15th century "power tends to corrupt; absolute power corrupts absolutely" you can delete this stuff by doing to your google account and under your name open it and find tools that open up the history and delete it. you will be surprised how much there is. if you do not meet the deadline; your data is kept forever...So in God we trust...others we must delete....

Saturday, February 18, 2012

UN-Health Care: The mathematicians take over DR orders

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@CANTUBURY   i wonder how long it will take the police and government to begin hacking this data to monitor movements in our homes; not too long;me thinks. "predictive criminal analytics" may become forefront and these standards when applied to prisoners will release them into the grim reapers underground abode sooner than they had anticipated.                  the old, poor and indigent are the ones that burn health care costs. in the last 6 months or year term of life, 90% or so is used ; so the old and poor will suffer here. when we add 'metabolic disorders- most all lifestyle enhanced, then that will empty out the hospitals. a lot of health care workers make their living on these type of patients; what happens to them. this is an economic issue as economics is actually allocation of scarce resources.. Nursing homes are considered sub-acute centers; i wonder if these patients will be treated tghere or be sent home in an "internment camp" of some sort of peri--hospice to die. And who said advanced mathematics would never be useful..... i wrote somewhere, probably in Minnesota, while consulting for the schools that we would someday, hire 'info-reapers' to harvest data where, as Dr. Mc Luhan, my former teacher in  short seminar, told us: "the medium is the message"...the medium of exchange here being gov $$$ for human life and suffering.....i believe i just woke up in a different quantum entangled reality....how can i sleep this one off..it will take brian green of "elegant universe" fame to explain this one. i surely can't...or won't...boy, its off the health foods store i go...and to the Ymca gym...gotta stay healthy.........

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Pity Max Headroom. We think of him today as an empty-headed relic of the 1980s—if we think of him at all. Well, allow me to refresh your Memorex: Max was a computer-enhanced “talking head” with a freakishly sculpted scalp, chronic stutter, and a knack for one-liners. Though he spent most of the late ’80s hawking New Coke (“C-c-c-catch the wave!”), Max was more than a Spuds MacKenzie-style spokes gimmick. His creators designed him as high satire and dark prophecy. In 1987, he starred in a landmark cyberpunk series on ABC, a media-spoofing sci-fi adventure set in a dystopia that exists “twenty minutes into the future.” Two decades later, right around the time that future is supposed to be happening, Max Headroom is getting a DVD release, and maybe Max will get his due. Turns out he sold us more than sugar water. “I’m an image whose time has come,” he told us back then, and he wasn’t kidding. Max was the forehead of today’s mass punditocracy, presaging Glenn Beck, Keith Olbermann, and the rest of today’s flesh-and-blood bloviators. Max wasn’t the first talking head, of course. Hired to invent a new kind of free-floating veejay personality for Britain’s Channel 4, British video artists Annabel Jankel and Rocky Morton created him in reaction to the “false intimacy” of US television personalities in the Reagan era. The concept was picked up in the US by ABC, and the pair (along with writer-futurist George Stone) poured all their tele-disgust into Max and his mythos — enough to fill 14 episodes of the short-lived prime-time drama. (It was canceled after one season.) In the series, Max is the accidentally downloaded consciousness of a crusading TV newsman named Edison Carter. (Both were played by Canadian actor Matt Frewer.) Max was the true journalist’s evil twin: Where Edison sought the facts at any cost, Max was content with flash-fried opinion. Where Edison bemoaned the creeping commercialization of the airwaves, Max embraced it (albeit ironically), going to commercial with “And the Max Headroom award for worst commercial goes to …” Max was a fact-free zone, supremely confident and totally subjective. For Jankel, he was a Frankenstein monster of media excess, a figure of “pure, amped-up, swaggering arrogance.” The irony, of course, is that two decades on, Max wouldn’t stand out in a crowd (and not just because he has no legs). There are hundreds, maybe thousands, of heads-in-boxes today, each with just as many catchphrases — and just as few facts. With the hair and the hyperwhiteness, Fox News’ Beck is clearly the child of Max; he simply substitutes crocodile tears for neck-jerks when he tells us to “t-t-t-take our country back!” Thankfully, Max gave birth to more than a new generation of screen-hoarding Svengalis: He also gave us the key to busting their monopoly. See, on the show, Max was uncontrollable. He represented both the machine and the ghost that haunted it. He flitted from screen to screen, saying his piece to anyone who’d listen. Today, we’re all little Maxes, opining away, fragmenting the feared and revered Boob Tube of the ’80s into that far less monolithic series of tubes we call the Internet. Which, unlike TV, talks back. That’s why the days of all-powerful networks are already as distant as the cola wars. That’s cold comfort for Max, of course, who clearly misses his celebrity status. He was recently brought back for a British PSA on the changeover to digital television. He was old and cranky, bemoaning the loss of his uniqueness. “Don’t they realize that it all started with me?” he whines — adding ominously, “You’ll be digital like me s-s-s-someday!” Someday is now, Max. And th-th-thank you for making it possible. Sorry you’re now stuck in the same box as Chris Matthews. I’d suggest you change the channel, but, well, you don’t have any hands. MAX HEADROOM; where i get the news Email scottiswired@gmail.com. • Post Comment  |  Permalink

Pity Max Headroom. We think of him today as an empty-headed relic of the 1980s—if we think of him at all. Well, allow me to refresh your Memorex: Max was a computer-enhanced “talking head” with a freakishly sculpted scalp, chronic stutter, and a knack for one-liners. Though he spent most of the late ’80s hawking New Coke (“C-c-c-catch the wave!”), Max was more than a Spuds MacKenzie-style spokes gimmick. His creators designed him as high satire and dark prophecy. In 1987, he starred in a landmark cyberpunk series on ABC, a media-spoofing sci-fi adventure set in a dystopia that exists “twenty minutes into the future.”
Two decades later, right around the time that future is supposed to be happening, Max Headroom is getting a DVD release, and maybe Max will get his due. Turns out he sold us more than sugar water. “I’m an image whose time has come,” he told us back then, and he wasn’t kidding. Max was the forehead of today’s mass punditocracy, presaging Glenn Beck, Keith Olbermann, and the rest of today’s flesh-and-blood bloviators.
Max wasn’t the first talking head, of course. Hired to invent a new kind of free-floating veejay personality for Britain’s Channel 4, British video artists Annabel Jankel and Rocky Morton created him in reaction to the “false intimacy” of US television personalities in the Reagan era. The concept was picked up in the US by ABC, and the pair (along with writer-futurist George Stone) poured all their tele-disgust into Max and his mythos — enough to fill 14 episodes of the short-lived prime-time drama. (It was canceled after one season.) In the series, Max is the accidentally downloaded consciousness of a crusading TV newsman named Edison Carter. (Both were played by Canadian actor Matt Frewer.) Max was the true journalist’s evil twin: Where Edison sought the facts at any cost, Max was content with flash-fried opinion. Where Edison bemoaned the creeping commercialization of the airwaves, Max embraced it (albeit ironically), going to commercial with “And the Max Headroom award for worst commercial goes to …” Max was a fact-free zone, supremely confident and totally subjective. For Jankel, he was a Frankenstein monster of media excess, a figure of “pure, amped-up, swaggering arrogance.”
The irony, of course, is that two decades on, Max wouldn’t stand out in a crowd (and not just because he has no legs). There are hundreds, maybe thousands, of heads-in-boxes today, each with just as many catchphrases — and just as few facts. With the hair and the hyperwhiteness, Fox News’ Beck is clearly the child of Max; he simply substitutes crocodile tears for neck-jerks when he tells us to “t-t-t-take our country back!”
Thankfully, Max gave birth to more than a new generation of screen-hoarding Svengalis: He also gave us the key to busting their monopoly. See, on the show, Max was uncontrollable. He represented both the machine and the ghost that haunted it. He flitted from screen to screen, saying his piece to anyone who’d listen. Today, we’re all little Maxes, opining away, fragmenting the feared and revered Boob Tube of the ’80s into that far less monolithic series of tubes we call the Internet. Which, unlike TV, talks back. That’s why the days of all-powerful networks are already as distant as the cola wars.
That’s cold comfort for Max, of course, who clearly misses his celebrity status. He was recently brought back for a British PSA on the changeover to digital television. He was old and cranky, bemoaning the loss of his uniqueness. “Don’t they realize that it all started with me?” he whines — adding ominously, “You’ll be digital like me s-s-s-someday!” Someday is now, Max. And th-th-thank you for making it possible. Sorry you’re now stuck in the same box as Chris Matthews. I’d suggest you change the channel, but, well, you don’t have any hands.
Email scottiswired@gmail.com.
i did not write this but had it archived and just found it doing some research on "reporters". thanks scotiswired, whoever you are.


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Monday, January 9, 2012

Monday, January 2, 2012

chemicals and flying pigs

i am convinced that antibiotics and chemicals are causing most of our pain and death in the USA as BigFarma pays gov officials to put more additives that humans only accumulate in their bodies with no exit; destroying nature own cleansing systems. #DISCLOSURE, I HAVE NO Financial interest nor any affiliation in these products, except for my own health and your well being and that of all the children and animals of the planet. Dr. David Eigen has introduced me to these products, only in that he uses them for his own health. And for that I am grateful and want to pass on some research i am doing on behalf of my clients of Nano7labs, a research arm of harvard dispute/health systems. thanks for reading and good health. "if you wear out your body; where will you live the rest of your life?" kent


if chickens are really pigs; then all of those predictions of "when pigs fly" will come true; that may end the world in 2012....

TARZAN & Cheetah

Did Cheetah from 1930s Tarzan flicks die?
"Florida does have the fountain of youth, anti-aging doctors and a lot of monkey brained journalists that tend to hype...so who knows. i wonder if they will sell his paintings.....but, we are all connected and Chimps may be our closest relatives, so RIP little chimp, whatever your name" 5 Thumbs Up