"Kinky Butterfly Martini"

The conference -? Of which I spoke yesterday -?

...Well, put it this way - you saw Ben Bernanke on Bloomberg this morning, you must have or at least you certainly should have. The modern world consists of people in various positions of power who are so totally disconnected from the wider reality, and who live so completely within their own cocoon, that whatever comes out of their mouths is so self-confident that it seems so true and correct in the moment - and of course it is from their perspective. Except that it is actually utter crap. There are few decent words to describe the sheer mindless arrogance, selfishness, and intellectual isolation of these people, and how those traits have so many problematic consequences. For one thing, they have absolutely no sense of responsibility (shown to the public, at least) for anything, ever, except when they all want to pat themselves on the back for a job well done... in their own mind and in their own self-involved fantasies.

They have no shame over the fact that multiple millions of people think they are criminals and charlatans at best.

The actor, Josh Burrow, my pick for Bond -
a strong competent actor, and sometimes electrifying with
the right director

I appreciate that we have a global movement that is seeking to break a few sacred cows around the place. I get that. But my own feeling is these people are all incompetent. Yes, the Stock Market, whilst stunningly volatile, is up, and quite high, for the second. And yes, the new James Bond, coming out end of this month, will keep playing this insistent 'gay' theme.

Now well, you won't find me objecting in quite the same way as the religious Right about it all. I'm not sure how they all step blithely over the 'and the disciple whom Jesus loved most...' bit, in the Gospels. But you see, equivalently, I can show you how that individual was a woman dressed as a man, and not some 'gay' relationship thing that was going on under the radar!

Okay so hang it all, let's do a JW-version of the gay theme in the 007 framework.

Now my own father's first cousin was the infamous 'Zero Degrees Kelvin' McClory, of Thunderball notoriety. And my own uncle, Glen Johnson, of Shell Far East, secured a critical percentage of the original production budget money, and so I feel entitled to give you my own rendering of what James Bond today ought to look/play like as a screenplay.

Nic Kidman, at this year's Omega new line launch
in South Korea
Should have been a Bond girl forever

Here is our Nic all dressed up for the South Korean launch of the latest Omega line (and that is a Bond accoutrement brand, so it's appropriate). We should be having Nic v. Bellucci as the girls - and indeed, they should be women, not girls, in a Bond flick.

And here is the most stunning, outstanding, male alto (countertenor) voice singer doing a song that fits into my story idea. There's the male gay element. I'm not sure if you've noticed that the producers pulled Sam Smith's initial released version of his 'okay' Spectre Bond theme song, and replaced it with a massively re-worked, full cinematic orchestral-backed and arranged version within days of the first upload of the song onto Vevo and YouTube.

As Malachi Martin once said: 'the ordinary homosexuals I know are appalled at where these people are heading with their agendas.' Isn't it surprising that a prominent churchman would use the phrase of more or less (badly quoted, I know): 'ordinary gays I (that is, he) knows...?' Hmn. Ordinary, gays. Well, put it this way, I certainly don't think the people pushing Bond into a gay franchise are extraordinary, whether gay or otherwise. They're simply not extraordinary anything. And certainly they're not ordinary either. But they are banal.

So... I'll not go deeply here into my story-line for the para-latest Bond epic. Not too far into it anyway. Stay tuned though, there'll be snippets regularly. 

We will, though, make a beginning here and now...

"007" said M, looking up from white-knuckled, clasped hands pressed hard against the highly-polished real walnut-surfaced desk-top.

"M." Bond responded, in a relaxed out-breath, as he sat down deeply into the admiralty button patterned, dark mulberry-color, Levant leather visitor's chair.

"Double Oh Seven, we believe that there is a very high level assassination contract out on the king of Saudi Arabia, and we think that it is about to be carried out. And we also have an assessment that says there is a strong chance that it might succeed."

James Bond looked directly at his Superior. How was M going to give him this job now, after Bond had left that NATO/IDF Special Ops man out there in New Zealand with the earthquake going on, and conveniently being able to cover over the fact that... Well, the man wasn't coming back at any rate.

He knew M must have had his suspicions.

"Want you to shadow the Russian agent, the so-called 'final Gorgon,' Bond. The impressively credentialed Moscow professional killer, whose real name neither we nor the Americans appear to have, and whose only recent description we have from one now pretty traumatized and virtually castrated Kuwaiti."

"Fangs and red eyes?" James Bond poorly joked, carelessly, and somewhat dismissively.

"Red hair, Oh Oh Seven. Hair. Dyed on top. Might be any color now. She's known to change her looks regularly. But her real hair color is red. Do you think you'll have any trouble getting to 
find out what her real, natural hair color is, Bond?" M pushed back, snidely.

Bellucci, the second Bond woman -
is she good? Is she bad? Does she have red hair?

"Well that very much depends, sir."

"Depends, Oh Oh Seven? Depends on what?"

"On whether her looks will turn me to stone, sah."

"Oh shut up Bond. Just get out there to Riyadh, and pitch up at a particular function Section D will get you an invitation to, and make your way around all the females there and see whether you can discover who this assassin woman is, and then keep a tight watch."

"Don't you want me to eliminate her?"

"I want you to see if you can find her first, Oh Oh Seven. And then we'll put it to the Americans that we have her in sights so to speak, and then they'll confer with the Israelis, and then we'll see what each of us wants to do about it."

What if I killed the king myself and then pinned it onto her, Bond played the thought through the camouflage bushes of his mind, hoping that M wouldn't realize how disgusted he had become with the whole security establishment, and its conniving with big money interests and their bought politicians at the highest levels of all Western governments. 
    
Being the expert gambler that he was, James Bond was pretty sure all the bureaucrats and senior department officials that he encountered regularly - even M - couldn't see through his poker face if he didn't want them to. He had turned, of course. Ever since Thatcher and maybe even a little before, he was being asked to work for, to risk his life for, and show absolute loyalty to an interlocked network of petty thieves and paedophiles, media-baron slaves, and money-grubbing self-interested charlatans and 'secret cliques' who had destroyed his beloved Great Britain and without so much as a passing glance.

How did they expect that no one would react against them, from the innermost echelons themselves? How could they ever expect to get away with a stealth takeover of British values? And have no one from within do anything about it.

Business Conference Tomorrow

Okay so I'm going to this conference tomorrow. I have no idea what it's about and I don't really know the people organizing it, but hey, I haven't been to anything 'organized' for a good long while and I'm interested to know just what in the hell people think might be a 'good business' right about this time.

The DJIA is flying to unprecedented territory, the USA is a friend to all and everyone is its friend, Israel is hell-bent on driving Washington into a bombing raid on Iran - hey, what could ever go wrong? We're all headed for middle class heaven.

Buy, buy, buy! Jim Cramer, yell at us, please!

My wife's family, as you know, is well-known in Sicily. But, some of them are also Roman. I know they love Florence, and one side literally carries the Guelphi surname and gets invited to things like, er, anything Monagasque and party-ish, wedding-ish... that kind of thing. They don't need reservations in any 'Michelin Star' restaurant in France, Monaco, or Italy. So we're talking some serious ooomph here.

The wonderful thing about these ancient cultures - Italian, Greek, Celtic, even Indian - is that they keep the evil and the wicked side-by-side with the good and decent gods.

Here, we have a statue of the evil Poseidon (well, Neptune, of course, being in Italy) right in the middle of the town square in Bologna.

See Neptune there, with his trident?

Evil, you say? Yeah. He tried to rape a priestess of the Athenaiai, for which act the goddess scared him off by turning the lady in question into the Gorgon, Medusa.

Poseidon was always a bit pissed off that his brother got to take over as supreme God of the Entire Universe. Although, well, that is not quite the actual story. You see, what a lot of myth-relaters fail to tell you, is that Zeus always consults with the three Sisters who are always there, behind the scenes before he does something terrible or terminal or really very very serious.

It's all a bit like the Mafia, really. As above so below, I guess. As they say. One thing is for certain though - the places where the gods actually walk, is designed by Italians. It's not exactly beautiful actually... But it does have a certain savoir faire, or dolce vita, to all of its social culture and patterns. 

The Alfa 4c is made in the Maserati factory,
by the way. Did you know that?

And my point to you is this: remember, even the devil himself, pisses himself before the Gorgon. The face of horror usually comes upon those whose arrogance and lust knows no bounds. It comes at last, believe me. Even though it seems to take a while.

You can still walk in the town square though, so long as you honour and respect the hidden designers of life. Yes, Creationists are wrong in the way they believe things; what they don't understand is that the Cosmos was not created. It was designed, and by Italians. It doesn't really work... But it has a certain kind of style that only a certain kind of mindset can understand.

A real, and 'simple,'
beef carpaccio

It's like a beef carpaccio - a simple dish, whose ingredients define one's experience of it. Sure you can make it look pretty, or gay (I mean that in the Lisa Simpson usage of the word) and bizarre and 'ultimate chef' and all that, or like you've been to a food University and got a degree in bizarro food porn - but, that kind of thing means you don't understand a goddamn thing.

I shall report back on the business conference, later on, tomorrow evening...

One Deben

In ancient Egypt, the unit of currency was a deben - or 90 grams of either gold, silver, or copper. 

Just thought you'd like to know that.

Three Wise Men...
lol

Interestingly, the ancient Egyptians were brilliant people, much like say for example, Osama bin Ladin... The ancient Egyptians could build great and amazing monuments without the need for any construction plans and no such plans have ever been found anywhere on any hieroglyphics or in any papyrus scroll texts. Similarly, the CIA has looked extensively through bin Ladin's computer hard drives and thumb drives and has never discovered any plans as to how he was going to take down tall buildings in New York; not actual plans anyway. 

Brilliant people, these Arabs and North Africans and Semites generally. They can do the most complicated things absolutely without any need for their own plans or specifications or logistical lists and schedules and engineering designs or anything like that. They just envision it, and it happens. At least the Pharaoh is meant to have said: 'so let it be written, so let it be done.'

Doesn't matter though because most academics today either cannot read or do not understand the meanings of words. 

I was told the other day that when you subtract the diameter of the circle touching the inside perimeter of the Pyramid at Giza, from the diameter of the circle formed around the edge points of the outside of the Pyramid... you get the speed of light number. Don't know if this is even true; I haven't 'Professor Google'd' it yet!

Probably is though, those Egyptians were such fantastic geniuses this would have been something they could just arrange right 'off the top of their head,' purely for a laugh. If true, child's play to the ancient Egyptians, of course. All the academics will tell you that. After all, the Egyptians built the Pyramids. And without any plans. Just like Osama took down those tall buildings. Everyone believes that. Don't they.

But what does this all have to do with money, and wealth?

Well, we all know what money is, don't we? It's whatever The Fed and the US Government says it is. They are, after all, full of learned academics.

Let me tell you something you have never seen or heard of before but which is nevertheless true: Plato, Xenophon, Anaximander, Herodotus - all tell us explicitly what the Pyramids are, and who built them. But there are few people who have actually read all these texts and even fewer who understand the words in them - not that they are difficult or abstruse at all. It's just that people don't have the time and patience anymore.

Modern 'Templar' gold!

And these texts also tell us explicitly about the source and nature of the power and wealth of the Pharaohs - and they tell us how the successful ones were able to make their economies thrive, and how the so-called 'apostate' Pharaohs, murdered and stole their way to the throne, and ended up failing to understand the motive force and energy of their empires, and ended up in ruin, dragging the people into the ruinous condition as well. Doesn't matter how much 'Illuminati' eye signing you can do, if you don't understand what's behind it all, then Satan himself cannot deliver to you all the kingdoms of the world...

Success is in the method, not the label or name.  

Dialogues Of Power

What's it going to take to convince human beings that ideas, and not actions, are powerful?

See a general is going to understand this. Actions are tactical, ideas are strategic.

Why are the mighty Pyramids powerful? They do nothing. Except sit there, in the desert, with the winds blowing around them... And they wait.

The Sphinx of Giza -
'by the dog of Egypt! said Socrates.'

There are, as must know, numerous theories about the Pyramids of Egypt - that they are many thousands of years older than widely supposed, that beneath the left paw of the Sphinx there is a 'chamber of records' which holds secrets of some far distant past and now lost civilization vastly more advanced than we are now... that they are in some way a guide to stars in the night sky and to otherworldly intelligences from those stars.

All of these ideas betray the typical and fairly ordinary human trait of reducing a mystery to an analog of well-known human action or human patterns: something older, something wiser, something better, something more than poor old mundane human 'us.' The Pharaoh dies, and his soul goes into a boat, and he takes with him spells and magic words, and he passes with these, trials that allow him to achieve a position of power in the Afterlife.

But to get a great idea takes time, and it takes the application of patience, and it takes some intelligence too. 

Modern humans - today's humans - can never understand the mystery of the Pyramids. For there is indeed a mystery to them, and they are indeed somewhat older than often believed. No action is enjoined by any of the real 'messages' of the Pyramids. You can do nothing to change anything. Everything that there is, is already completed. All is done, and there is nothing left undone. We are ourselves, like the Pyramids, not the other way around - and we do not understand ourselves either...

The secret of the Pyramid (or Pyramids, including the Sphinx) is on the outside of them. They have an intellectual function which is accessible from the outside. There is no secret chamber. There is a secret right out there in the open for all to see and few or more or less no one, does see it. Think of how many great minds down through the Ages have looked, and looked, and not seen it.

Now look at this:

Just look up 'Vedic Maths on YouTube' to see this
method applied and explained

This is the Vedic system of multiplication of arithmetical whole numbers. the problem with the system is not that it works - because it does work - but that it clearly shows a spatial, a geometrical spatial, relationship between arithmetical whole numbers; it makes two dimensions, five dimensional. Shape, ratio, time, movement. What you must be able to adduce from what you see here, is that everything is already plotted out from and right through the most basic number system itself - that is, shape is intrinsic to number, ratio and therefore size is too, and multiplication, being a feature of calculus, implies limitless action. Everything exists from the beginning.

Sure there are a lot of mathematical relationships that can be seen in the way the Pyramids were made and how they are arranged. But the most important things about the Pyramids are those you can understand without having to make laborious calculations. Just like a footballer doesn't formally calculate the rotational speed and angles of vector of a ball coming towards him, just so that he can grab it or kick it when it arrives, so must you look upon the Pyramids as easily and as fluidly appreciate what is going on there, with respect to them, to their shape, their size, their stature, and what they appear to represent at first glance.

People know on a subconscious level, that there is something important about the Pyramids, but they really don't know what it is, in spite of all the so-called Illuminati symbolism and signs around today. I assure you they are all as far away today, as they have ever ever been... However the fact is, people associate the Pyramids, with power. And you will never shake them from this belief. Principally, of course, because in this view they hold, they are in fact quite correct. 

I Short - THIS:

We've talked here about Ivan Glasenberg and XStrata - or Glencore - before. The fact the share price is currently failing badly is a good reason to just recall the strange and very shadowy history of Glencore. On the one hand I can certainly believe its present woes are to do with the collapse of the 'China buyer,' and on the other hand I wonder whether the Swiss authorities' sudden religion over disclosing secret shareholders and secret bank accounts might not also play some role.

What's the difference? The share's going to hell and leading the whole market down into oblivion.

Travelling First Class from now on -
for a while, at least

About bloody time.

I'm not sure about all this internet whacko stuff about CERN opening up the bottomless pit to let Satan OUT - it's more like it's going to suck all of the Dow Jones Index into the unfathomable depths of hell where it all belongs anyway.

Certainly we're all going to find the premium on Puts is going to go through the roof next week and short-selling is not really the way to handle the coming collapse. Governments around the world are going to have to face at some point the actual failure of their money systems - for one reason that they are in the first place responsible to having drawn off so much of it early on by strictly 'conditionalizing' paper money (overseas limits, payments in cash limits, reporting barriers, all sorts of fiscal things). Now, when credit is steadily going through the roof, paper money and all of the present forms of digital 'cash' will prove inadequate to the task.

Glencore (IE XStrata), was never a cheap share, and it has not been a cheap share to short (Puts way too costly). Pension funds, superannuation funds, ETF's - will all go South on this one now, and badly too. And probably, not too long hence, the whole Index is going to destroy people's retirement savings more or less entirely.

As you all should know, I've been shorting the Singapore market for a while... Here, the Put premiums are still 'at luxury odds,' as they say in racing parlance.

Do I fear the government - my own and the Singapore one sifting through all my on-line words and claiming that I actually personally conspired to send the Singapore Stock Index into the drain? And therefore making it difficult or impossible for me to get my profits out? No, NOT WITTINGLY, at least!

I actually don't like Singapore anymore
too many Israeli 1 per centers, and 'copy style' food

What I really fear is that, if a meteorite hits Sheldon Adelson's building there, then they will come at me with those black-clad thugs and all!! ...Not that I shan't be mounting a stout defense about how I could possibly go about getting a meteorite to land on one of them buildings out there...!

Look look, a cartoon meteorite. I shall most certainly be launching the 'single meteorite theory, as well as the 'crazed meteorite thrower acting alone' one, and finally, the 'magic meteorite hypothesis.' After all, 'the science is in,' on all of these.

As for exactly how much I am making on my positions right now, and how much I further expect to make, well, it's nothing really. A trifle, no more.