'Weird' Intellectual Stuff

So I'm characterizing this with the phrase 'Intellectual' but that's basically only because someone 'out in the field' still, mentioned that there was not enough intellectual conversation available where he was, in his stake-out. ...He's been managing to attract 'black Toyota Kluger' tails though, so, all is not in vain with his current sacrifice. ; ) Just hang in there.

This is about a guy I knew well a while back - I'm not going to mention his name here right now, in case 'Kluger men' put ten and five together and get zero. We can totally work even with the 'Wokey-Woke' new mini pasta soup people, but not with these lunatics in the 'black Toyota Klugers' down here. They are going to find out the meaning of 'long log fire in the Taiga winter' one day very soon. And heaven knows, they seem to know enough about 'wheelie bin fires' in lonely plantations.

Much more beautiful in RL than it looks
in the pics - and has a kick in the back that
I have only twice before ever felt from cars.

Anyway. Back to the business: for years and years I knew this fellow, I loved having lunches and dinners with him just to wait for the moment (it would always come) where his brain would go right off the rails. He was the absolute ultimate 'apparent' liar. Some of his stories were so ludicrous, that even I had difficulty working out exactly how mad he was, not if/whether he was crazy.

But who was he? He was an apprentice, literally a junior (which meant he already had massive talent) camera-operator, rigger, and photographic developer for the Sydney celebrity photographer and other crazy man - Helmut Newton.

Helmut Newton's work, of course, is only about the highest 'haute vie' glamour photographic art in modern times - all the high society women love it; and he knew all of them, rubbed elbows with all of them. Princess Caroline of Monaco, Sylvia Gobbel, Sigourney Weaver; you could go on for days. He was enormously commercially successful, did a ton of marketing - even Hugh Hefner loved him, and that was a stretch for Hugh because he was also an amazing photographer, but apparently, no professional jealousy there.

Now I'm going to 'work back round' the other way for a second. We know Helmut because our Chief of Station SEA, in Singapore gave him a job at the Straits Times, and then arranged a passport for him for Australia.

See, here's an example of the problem we have with the UK people. They had no understanding of the value of a German-Jew, escapee from the Nazis, with sophisticated German photography training. They were going to intern him - actually did that to begin with - until 'someone' busted him out, effectively, with a ticket and a pass to Australia. Got it?

So, Bill, although I haven't told anyone openly who 'black Kluger guys' are, me, you and all else here can pretty much entertain a fairly decent guess. They are not our guys, obviously, even though they claim to be. They are just stoopid guys.

Yeah, sure lady - I know, you're on a diet...
I am talking to YOU, JES.

Anyhew...

My olden days 'friend' used to go game fishing with Lee Marvin. Was very handy with a serrated back-edge long blade knife.

He just casually told me one time, that he could lay his hands on some 'stolen artwork' from the Nazis. And he told me because he figured I had 'some' money and many friends with lots of money. And that's what rich people do, right? They 'acquire' black market stolen art from the Nazis. Right? I don't. I used to think I didn't know anyone who did, but hell, you know; you live - you learn!

Me, I thought he was plain nuts. I would say to him: '*, you have a ton of money, why don't you buy it?' Answer: 'Oh my ex-wife, oh my divorce cost me, is costing me, oh whatever blah, blah, blah.'

So a few years ago, world art experts noticed that in one of Helmut Newton's photographs, there, right there, in the middle of it, with an accent light posed and even shining on it, was a stolen artwork - a well-known item of art that had been stolen by the Nazis, and previously thought 'lost.'

Interesting too but recently, I notice a photo original print of his just went for about $100,000 at a US auction. Actually most of his work goes for that kind of price.

Well don't have any chocolates then,
if you don't want to. I'm not forcing you!
Sir Robin of Locksley - Gin Truffles.

You see, here is where you can start to plumb, not actually fathom the depth of, but plumb at least - how deep and how smart, are the real top-line field operatives and agents. They can scan an image, and they will do every square inch and they will look at it ten different ways and you can bet your life they know what they're looking at - when all others think they are looking at an upscale, glamour-mag, and nonetheless erotic, art photograph.

The ordinary member of the public today believes all the Nazis are dead. Even US government discretionary employers have gone 'Wokey-Woke!' LOL No Nazis there!

Let's see, how am I going to maneuver this discussion even further back round, round - to the question of whether super-advanced intelligent beings care about us, and find us 'valuable' or 'worthwhile' at all...

Now here's a terrible thing, right: (and when you pose it to yourself in light of what I'm about to say, it really will be a terrible, confronting and a very serious, thing) do you find yourself worthwhile and valuable?

Why? Are you actually happy being who you are... ...physically? Would you like to alter something? Physically. Does your conscious brain energy go completely, into all the physical parts of your body and come back with the impression that, yeah, I'm good; this will do?

...Or do you want to go some more with the DNA iterations until 'you' get your 'feel' perfectly or acceptably right?

If you don't see yourself as valuable like that - why are you expecting any others to?

ET Aliens have the DNA from Julius Caesar. For sure they do.

...If you know how to use it.
The BMW is only one part of the ultimate seduction,
isn't it?

We know they were there (when I say 'know' I mean this from the standpoint of current 'best information') - because Professor Knuth just told us this would be so, due to space-time differentials compared to 'steady' planet location time; and we also 'know' they take cell samples because all the academic research on 'abductions' says so.

So you tell me - should anyone care about 'you,' that is, the real individual physical you?

Thus I mean your personal DNA.

Here is something to factor in, 'if' some lunatics at some time try and fabricate an 'Alien arrival/invasion/whatever:'

ET Aliens are not using 'Tic Tac' thingy-things to travel to different stars. And they certainly do not require gross matter constructed 'vehicles' to take you anywhere. 

However, there are such objects. And I have previously elsewhere fully described what is inside them - a goopy, gel stuff that totally covers the whole 'you.' And then is compressed really significantly to hold you in... But 'in' exactly where?

Well, not 'in,' but together. It is used to keep 'you' together and not diffused up into 'starry light' and all of this.

So, there's 'you,' the physical DNA thing - Julius Caesar, for example. And there's Julius Caesar the personality who established modern 'Roman law' and was very good at dropping behind his quarry and circling back around when they had forgotten to suspect he was doing it or that he was even likely to do it.

Personal identity is about honest intention.

So okay, maybe they might find one or two of us, interesting enough to keep... In a tube. Relax. When there is money to be made, they'll tell us. Cause we're all cool here.