Collecting Things That BECOME Valuable Later

Quick note first: I had to go back and edit a few things in the last article - somehow, things were being altered from the original text during the upload; very weird...

Anyhow.

A point was raised in one of the private forums - people were sort of complaining that we all tend to miss out on 'collecting' that one thing that becomes a valuable 'thing' later on. I had been talking about how Chateau Angelus wine went up from thirty dollars a bottle maybe just even five years ago to its current price of around five hundred dollars.

This is from a Bordeaux wine industry function

Well one of the key factors that economists sometimes talk about but for everyone else it is completely counter-intuitive - is supply; it's not really rarity as such that drives prices up, it's how much genuine authentic demand you can procure from an actual marketplace and such things need an adequate supply of the 'thing' otherwise people just get frustrated and soon the demand dries up as a result. Even when you are talking about pure rarity and not intrinsic function or aesthetic appeal, in fact communication about the knowledge of the 'thing' in question must be extensive - super wealthy people like it to be known that they have acquired something worth a ton of money. When you are talking about secret Swiss collectors having or hording some stolen thing or virtually 'sacred' piece of art or whatever, this is something different - there the item does not have marketable valuable as such so owning it won't itself add to your own financial wealth.

So if you let's say for example, take the case of a big German industrial house 'getting behind' some French wine or other, then, they will 'arrange' for the market to move via highly specialized marketing and planting of reviews by experts, and even actually adding to the production standards and quality through increasing of their investment dollar into the product. You can imagine a hypothetical instance of a lesser-known French wine brand, that some major investment powerhouse pushed hard into the nascent China luxury and high net worth consumer market - with the effect that examples of the wine you might have collected rose in market price.

The Palais Garnier in Paris, which is a 'mysterious place...'

Bordeaux and Burgundies and Champagnes are not the only wines made in France of a very high standard. The Savoy wines (Savoie wine) are a case in point - but you will hardly ever see them talked about as things you want to collect because they might go up in value one day... But why not? Some of the greatest wines in the world are Savoy wines. In terms of classical economic theory though, they are not made in as great a supply as the Grand Cru wines of the South and West of France, AND ARE ALL ANNUALLY BOUGHT UP ENTIRELY AND DRUNK BY THE LOCALS THEMSELVES.

Which is not to say you will be unable to buy a bottle and have it shipped to you anywhere in the world.

But no one in the world of 'wine experts' expects these wines to go up in value and so why should you ever 'collect' them?

Big industrial houses have not shown any interest in investing in the Savoy wine region. So much so that these bottles have some of the most pathetically designed labels you will ever find anywhere!

Now...

This is not one of the bad-looking labels; I hate those labels
so much I didn't even post a pic here!

...Now, but now, hear me now: the greatest wine in the history of the world of all time, which was known by a particular name, was the Falernian - this is a legendary wine, from a legendary vineyard in Italy - and in fact one particular ancient vineyard's product has a mythical status, and was even in its day regarded as the best wine of all: and this was from the vineyard of a man called Faustus. It wasn't a red wine but neither was it exactly a white one either...

Falernian wine was regarded by some Romans as literally being the wine invented by the god Bacchus (Dionysus). And that would have been in Persia that he made that wine...

Now. See, there is today a rare wine from Savoy in North-Eastern France, known as 'Persan,' and it is quite rare. Savoy wines can be red but mostly they are white wines and there are also rose-colored wines as well.

Persan is called that because its grape was originally thought to be from Persia. 

The best versions of Persan wine are an incredible color, neither exactly white nor rose or red but kind of pinkish-orange. They are not expensive at all.

So when you set about to 'collect' something, you must decided whether you are having it because of its intrinsic worth to you or to experts or people who already love the thing - or whether you can perceive there will or might be some input by big players who will alter the monetary dynamics that pertain to the product or 'thing.'

Persan wine can and will last in the bottle, oh, um, under the right circumstances for thousands of years.

What color is this?

A god is a god is a god, you know, and the teaching is, that once having come into contact with a god, or anything that has had contact with the divine being, you will yourself never be abandoned by Heaven.

But there is a great barrier and a small doorway between Heaven and the Earth, which may not be passed except by the admittance of sentinels of god and of Heaven as such, depending on however you define Heaven and 'god' but it amounts to the same thing - the Absolute Judge of what is good is God Himself; and the absolute judge of good wine is equivalently God Himself too and no other. Al Hakim ul Muksit - the Absolute Judge. Look this up in the Koran and you will see these names attached to the god of wine... And this is a great mystery of course since commonly speaking Muslims consider alcohol unlawful and there is no specific 'god of wine' as far as they commonly think but it is in the Koran in a place few notice. Thereby is the doorway and the bridge to the impassable barrier between the mortal and the immortal Heaven; on one side the ignorant must remain and die, and on the other side, is knowledge and Life.

Ah but we want money primarily not knowledge nor yet Life. LOL - the rest of the great mythologies relate this account of one 'Midas' who asked Bacchus the God of Wine for money AND wine and Life, and so it is possible to have it all even according to the mythologies themselves. 

One of the most fascinating things is to step into, a place that you suspect could be 'mysterious ground' so to speak - and, knowing the mythologies you spend some time considering what to ask for.

What Happened To The Human Race?

Don't know, dudes. Has the global internet revealed something about humans we didn't want to hear...? 

The internet will give you the impression - admittedly this is from those who are active two-way users, and assuming it is a given that YouTube and so on manipulates who is being seen widely on account of their algorithms determining search results and other dynamic data points - that the human race is kilted towards the degenerating passive retrograde. Even the megalithic totalitarian 'leaders' like Stalin or Lee Kwan Yew are always seeking to assert this stance they claim to believe in which is openly scornful of the elevated oddity, the obscure intellectual; they simply detest the sort of mind that stands outside of their own predetermined 'sensible' box/boxes. 

Walther sniper gun

Recently it has become increasingly and pointedly clear to me that even those public figures upon whose ideas you can rely about certain specific things, are totally lost as soon as they are outside of their shell of comfortable ideas, and also, that they all (it is virtually all as far as I can tell) have fixations, obsessive ideas that give them prejudicial views on matters about which they are, to put it bluntly, simply ignorant in terms of available facts.

I find myself watching many lecturers and thinkers I do like, perhaps because they have set themselves the task of providing the internet social culture and their audience with 'performance art' : ) each and every day, expose their own weaknesses of thinking.

It is possible to utterly cherry-pick all of this stuff: you can take the good things about which these identities are at minimum pretty fair witnesses with actual and real experience, and just place to the side all of the utter rubbish they also put out there. ...But it does leave me with a certain uncomfortable feeling about the minds of human beings in general - they all pride themselves on 'common sense' and on good powers of discriminating between fantasy or deluded thinking, but this is not a true reflection of what they all are. And I say all.

A speculation I entertain is that those who have the drive and energy to push themselves out there, into the mass public view, are drawing too much out of themselves and the compensating effect is that their actual logical brains function as robots or automatons and not as authentic sentient beings for large passages of time.

The overall vision of the whole world, perhaps even a 'Cosmos' breadth of scope of seeing things, seems missing - people will fall into a regional attitude, or fixations about the Universally-applicable lessons of one particular location's 'truths,' and seem completely blind to the otherwise perfectly obvious hard facts of what happens right next door as it were.

Thomas Sheridan recently produced a short series of YouTube articles about his visit to Sri Lanka, from where he brought back a small figurine of 'Kali' and then he just groaned that it had been badly smashed when it went through customs in Dubai... Well, it is common practice for almost all the Muslim personnel there to literally deliberately smash small idols - and they are known to do it regardless that some naiive traveler is simply passing through there. Sheridan is a widely-acknowledged expert on some aspects of British folk religions and what is termed Irish paganism, and he is a very fact-based, logical thinker on those subjects. 

Oh wait a minute though, what I really wanted to tell you
is that Hardy Amies designed the clothes in this film...

I'm not picking on him but I am using him as a less hot-button example of the kind of thing. He's a very easy-to-watch, logical speaker. ...You see, if you use him, for example, as the peak expression of say, Western folkloric 'magical' thinking - you know, Arthur Pendragon/Merlin/knights of the round table; all this kind of thing - at some point he will most certainly let you down if you're after confirmation that 'magic,' as in actual real defy physics and science magic, is real... He will rapidly turn into a conformist, post-modern conservative.

Now, here I will tell you something you're not going to like - you know that famous scene in Kubrick's 2001 A Space Odyssey in which it seems that the pen is floating in the air, that no one can 'work out' how he's doing it? Well... the pen is floating in the air, you see.

And that's why 'no one can work out how he's doing it.' Because they will not bring into the frame, that what it looks like, is what it is.

Incredible Secrets Of England Few Know

You go to visit the long list of small upscale (as the Americans say; 'upmarket' for the rest of us...) bars and cocktail lounges in London Town today and sooner or later you will fall across the 'Tea Room Below Bun House.'

This is a modest-area lounge with access to the Chinese Restaurant special menu upstairs. It very very clearly makes some play of 'secrets' in the body text of its marketing materials...

Tea Room Below Bun House:
'we serve tea, only tea.' Snigger snigger a la 'Blade Runner'
- 'we do eyes, only eyes.'
 Or is that ice, 'cause it was pretty cold where he was, from memory. 

Billed ostensibly as 'just' vending tea only, other things may be available behind the counter.

For all the world both the upstairs main restaurant, as well as the underground 'tea room' have the feel of something Oriental and specifically Cantonese, Chinese.

Oh oh oh but there is so much going on here beneath the superficial eye.

...And I must suddenly slip into more of a tale of ancient days, rather than say what is going on - suffice though, to briefly indicate that MI5 would throw up if they knew...

I shall now begin recounting about the Duke of York - around the middle of the Eighteenth Century (he was the second son of George III, as you know) - who had some arrangements with a certain 'Greenwood' of the overseas trading agents of Cox and King. Cox and King established themselves in India and were a key conduit of 'financial business' between the King's Regiment and the East India Company. I won't go into details about how things were undertaken - you can probably read a decent enough account of these things on the internet with a little research. King's is today regarded as the oldest travel agents still operating in the (modern) world. 

And this is Charles GEORGE Gordon - took over
from FREDERICK Townsend Ward in the Shanghai Chinese Army

The 'Tea Room Below Bun House' has a theme of a lot of luminous green lighting combined with plush velour banquettes and those old school Shanghai wicker and rosewood chairs.

There have been many 'Eden Cafes' and 'King's Bars' all through India, East Asia, and the Far East and they all have this same theme and lighting - in particular the lighting is subdued, in fact virtually black-like-nighttime. But the food and beverages are sensational - worthy of the high aristocracy, indeed. Is that the darkness and the glowing green neon lights making me 'wink wink...'

Yes it must be.

Anyway - Townsend Ward married a Chinese aristocrat, Yang Chang-Mei.

And you don't need to know any of these things, really. Because they are of no account in today's world in which, what is it - the European Commission, and the 'globalist elite' and so on - well they run everything, don't they.

It Never Ends

This week's announcement by the British Horse-racing Authority, that they were closing down all horse-racing venues and cancelling all horse-races until at least Wednesday because of a series of six instances of infections of the equine influenza virus at a stable in Cheshire (remember I was recently telling you all how cold it was in Cheshire where a lot of footballers have their mansions?) - is in my mind at least, a very complicated story. (The article about Cheshire is the one on January 12 this year: 'Real, Practical Value').

I suppose I have only ever but vaguely indicated what my own distant past was and how come I have access to a deep file of clandestine activities involving the Australian government in concert with Whitehall in the UK. But, it won't be totally foreign to most of you that back more than fifty years ago now, the British government conducted completely clandestine nuclear tests at Maralinga in South Australia, leaving radiation damage for hundreds of thousands of years there. At the same time as those tests were happening, Phillip Island off the Victoria coast was the site of tests of weaponized disease vectors, under the supervision of, once again, the British government and not the Australian government. You see, since before that time, and since that time, and even now, there are a lot of people at the top of government and its bureaucracy in Australia who are a little confused about the idea of 'sovereign nation...'

And there's nothing I intend to do about that issue - it's a waste of time. You're dealing with a HUGE, international network of people quite convinced in the moral perspicacity of what they are doing.

Australian lawyer and media relations expert,
Brant Dunshea

Now the head of the BHA (the main horse-racing authority there in England), is one Brant Dunshea from Australia, and he is being billed in the media right now as an 'expert in the management of outbreaks of equine influenza and other issues of animal disease security.' He is a lawyer and a media personality, in fact. Which is not to say that these may not quite necessarily be the focus of British Horse-racing, because, you're going to have people interested in suing you whichever way you turn on just about anything when it comes to big money matters. That's fair enough. And by the way, Brant Dunshea is a really top guy from every report from people knowledgeable in the Australian Horse-racing world.

...But I am telling you, and you don't need to believe me, but nevertheless I am saying it - the 'equine influenza' narrative that has closed down British Horse-racing is to do with Brexit.

The media is very widely repeating the line that 'in 2007 equine influenza stopped Australian racing for four months.' That never happened. Some stables were quarantined for a few weeks and some locations were blocked from transporting horses in or out for 72 hours. HOURS, not months. 

Equine influenza is rarely fatal to horses, and is NOT zoonotic (able to leap between various species) - the Hendra virus is deadly and is zoonotic. I'm justing adding these facts in case you see some blurring of stories between things like Hendra, and the EI virus.

Now bearing in mind that the BBC kindly related that 'a Yellow Vest PROTESTER lost a finger when a rubber pellet struck them' - when in fact an innocent female bystander lost a hand when a grenade exploded next to her; and the BBC also told us four people had lost the vision of one eye when struck by rubber pellets - when eight hundred people have been injured in the eyes and eighty people with permanent vision loss and several having actually had an eyeball removed either by the bullets or subsequent surgery... ...then I suggest you'd better listen to me and not to the general media; it'll save your life one day very soon. I said 'will' save your life, not 'might.'

Silly Silly Najib

You know, here's the point behind what I was saying recently about the acclaimed super-wealthy, and their chances of experiencing real happiness. At the heart of all stories of wealth, big business, material riches, lies not money nor even intelligence but raw power - the ability to control what a group of people are doing. And as soon as this ability starts to fracture and fray, suddenly the underlying stupidity of those involved at the top becomes exposed, and shortly afterwards the wealth is all entirely lost.

A little something from Redondo Beach and
Beverly Hills designer Bijan Pakzad

It's easy enough to note that the recent huge scandal involving the one-time Prime Minister of Malaysia, Najib Razak, more or less really began when one of the corporate officers 'broke ranks' and began releasing computer data showing swathes of suspect bank transactions involving very very large sums of money. The guy himself was threatened, he was jailed in Thailand in a clear-cut act of criminal corruption by the Thai government, senior police and judiciary (uh-oh, I can't go there now!!) but the whole corrupt endeavor was so incompetently handled that it all turned into a major mess in which hardly anyone knew what their roles were to the extent that nothing planned actually worked and people meant to remain silent spoke to the media and those meant to talk, didn't!

Now at this point I have to state that not everything currently out in the press, in the media, is 'as stated.' And by that I mean to say that there is some surreptitious involvement on the part of not one, but several foreign intelligence services acting in concert, and some meddling by foreign governments acting adversely against the interests of Najib Razak - he has a point when he says charges against him are politically-motivated and involve state secrets and foreign interference; those things are perfectly true.

But for me the most salient part of the whole sad and sorry episode is that underneath everything that was 'meant to be' going on - what was going on - are clear indications of arrogance and ignorance about capital, and especially, utter insanity when it comes to techniques of money laundering. Absolute utter derelict stupidity and ignorance. These people yes, accessed power and pushed some big dollars around, but ridiculously pathetically. 

After many decades in the business of high level professional money laundering, the one thing I can tell you about governments, big businesses, and well-known names who come asunder, is that what you are told is 'big money' or 'big capital' is almost always based on no money at all when claims are made that the money is there.

You see, 1DMB (the Malaysian government enterprise that is now the corporate front-end of the whole financial scandal) was originally based on a Terengganu State capital fund which had monies owed to it in the present, and at a future time, but which it had not yet received in any legitimate liquid form other than 'promissory notes.' Now I'm going to assume that Goldman Sachs 'made' those promissory notes which derived from investment they made on behalf of Terengganu State in ordinary Wall Street term investment products, converted into so-called 'Islamic Halal' investment notes... And I think, Goldman Sachs knowing that the Muslims would be able to do nothing about it, never paid up on time or at any time.

A simply massive amount of 'luxury items' plus 30 million
dollars in cash were seized by the Malaysian authorities from
residences of the ex-Prime Minister Najib Razak

But, 'someone' proffered some idiots to the Malaysian Government to nonetheless 'capitalize' on the 'income' and 'royalties' from those initial 'notes' and brought in Prince Turki (one of the 'Prince Turki's,' at least, because there are several of them).

For me I'm seeing a trap having been laid by maybe Goldman Sachs here...

Because I need to tell all fifty of you who read here, none of whom are in 'sovereign wealth funds' nor are any of you Najib Razak or any government leader in fact and so on who naturally enough knows far far far more than a simple world class money launderer who has never been apprehended, like myself (why do fat people never ask thin people for advice by the way?) - that from what I can 'see' of the story about 1DMB, there never ever needed to have been a scandal, nor a mess, and that in fact, the 3 billion claimed by Turki to be able to result from his oil extraction businesses, was EASILY attainable.

For god's sake, how is it possible that there are that many bloody damned idiots walking around the world stage doing this crap that 1DMB did and utterly FAILING, at what was essentially a completely simple thing!