The Amber Moment

'Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment, there is no why.' Kurt Vonnegut.

I'm sure just the other day I noticed the idiot scion Jacob Rothschild in one of the private boxes at the Vienna State Opera -  just when the great Anna Netrebko re-took to public performances after a suggestion a year ago from some wise head for her to cancel her US appearances right before the Ukraine junta got its ass kicked in Donbass.

Sony's new floating audio speakers
Come in to my place, we have these here (just use your
imagination!) What will we be playing on them - wait till you
get to the bottom of this page...

Can Jacob R. have a single clue about what constitutes artistic beauty? I doubt it.

Of course (though not really 'of course' but all the same,) I was not at the concert physically although I did watch the authorized live streaming pay-for-view channel showing it.

Netrebko's voice has deepened with maturity and is easily one of the stars in the timeless operatic sky now - she exhibits the voice confidence, the diction and phrasing of the complete expert in practice and theory.

In the midst of all of today's ugliness, is there beauty still? I have a small problem in that every now and then I still manage to turn up some old capital that has a dollar value and apart from those, I look around every day and see no outside economic prospects and no economic or 'merchanting' inspiration outside of my own treasure cabinet...

Alina Somova showing tons of plastique

Art is always somewhat of a prostitute to money. I have no doubt that Rothschild J., has met Netrebko in person - these people are usually part of the after-performance soiree. And I hope he gives very generously to things like the Wiener Staatsoper. One is never to know these things, whether such morons suddenly withdraw their cash because of some politics.

I mean, you could be overheard talking about Alina Somova having a ton of plastique in a New York airport and suddenly be arrested and questioned about it! That is the state of education of the lunatics who have wrested power across the worldwide stage and sent the world back into a world at war. No doubt, in Singapore, such would not be the case, since they are all so so very educated there.

Florence and The Machine Cosmic Love - Seven Lions Remix

It's really the Dance of The Sugar Plum Fairy at the start, but don't tell.

Get past 1 min 15 secs for the lyrics.

Ah yes. Is there beauty still? Well that depends on whether you are stuck in permanently traditional patterns or whether you can hear the variations in artistic expression.

We are all 'stuck in the amber of the moment.' The dinosaurs provide the resin, and the creatures with wings are preserved. The lizards never had wings and so, they have all died out.

FLORENCE + THE MACHINE LYRICS

"Cosmic Love"

A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes
I screamed aloud, as it tore through them, and now it's left me blind

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat
I tried to find the sound
But then it stopped, and I was in the darkness,
So darkness I became

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

I took the stars from my eyes, and then I made a map
And knew that somehow I could find my way back
Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too
So I stayed in the darkness with you

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

Let's Raise The Stakes

I'm sure you want something from these pages that you can use yourself - something that will really make you some money in this present era of low circulation velocity of the Money Supply.

Well I will try and do that soon, but first, there are one or two small items that need urgent attention.

Richie Benaud died,
so I'm in a hurry (Packer leaves Manhattan Hotel).
Where Strauss-Kahn once was...

Riding high on the US President's very recent warm embrace of the new Cuba (as I told you that he would do about a year ago), Britain's rogue elements of its MI6 and 'cut loose' ex-MI5 operators, are swinging from chandeliers as they insert themselves back into Cuba via their fake 'cigar shops' around the world (but not UK, of course!). And those of you who read here consistently over time will know, I have been harping on about this Cuban thrust for some time and how the UK 'five-star' people have been planning their adventures back into Cuba a la pre F. Castro: 'Jewish mafia' casinos, contraband and unregistered export of cigars, substitution racket alcohol, sex slavery. (That's straight out of an Ian Fleming novel by the way so please don't throw 'anti-Semitic' at me!)

Bearing in mind the not-that-long-ago superlative Mark Ellison QC report on criminal corruption in the highest ranks of the British Special Branch, and the peculiar political misuse of the so-called 'Special Demonstration Squad' - let's be frank - the caught-on-video absurd stupidity of Security and Intelligence leaders like Malcolm Rifkind and Jack Straw (sent us to war because of 'chemical weapons of mass destruction...') underscores my main point that there are huge and powerful utterly out-of-control private money interests abusing Secret Intelligence and Police Services around the world, and whose main objectives are just plain mercantile theft and fraud and racketeering for personal and private corporate gain. Makes me wonder what politicians have already done for more than just a measly $5,000. Merck and Co, anyone? Anyone? Anyone know what I'm talking about there? Guess not.

Ellison's report was about the covering up of murder, and the strong likelihood that various journalists were murdered to stop them from exposing criminality and sexual impropriety (at best!) high up in government and bureaucracies.

Ah, but you don't see much of Ellison and the follow-up inquiries and charges featuring in much pop news and media, do you?

Nikolai Patrushev

Never mind. But I'd ask you to imagine, let's say, Nikolai Patrushev, head of Russia's Security Council, being video-d in a sting asking for $5,000 per half a day's 'work' giving 'access' to government! I think... NOT!

Anyhow...

This is what's happening right now. Apart from the Diamond Disk, core drilling escapade busting into the Hatton Garden 'safety deposit boxes' (a bit Ocean's Eleven, d'you think maybe), these rogue agents and groups are moving in on billionaire James Packer. What we are talking about is a Thatcher-era, virtually mercenary, one-time UK Secret Service bunch of crooks, operating behind fake medical practices and ex-South African law firms now operating in Australasia. Now the simple fact is, they couldn't do any of this if not for the stupid Aussie Federal Police's active co-operation (too stupid to understand that these guys ARE NOT YOUR FRIENDS, BOYS).

Billionaire casino boss, James Packer

And so, over the last year or so, they have been shifting slowly into Sydney upper crust society, taking up their positions for the sting on Packer.

Now, those of you who have read here over say the last oh god, years perhaps - what odds do you give that I am wrong, or that poor old James Packer will survive this?

It's the internet world now. Unless someone 'important' asks me or tells me to stop laying all of this out, I'll just keep right on here until people's noses bleed and they all fall over in the ensuing, certain, faint.

...Which ought to give you the clue that there are certain people who are giving me the green light.

Operation 'Old Hat'

The White House hacking story was released - or broke - on the 8th of April.

And you read something suggesting that kind of thing here on the 2nd of April.

I know I shouldn't do this because there are some rules one of which says 'don't harass people who might end up as your opponents.'

The actor Gary Oldman doing a
Spy Master - or analyst's - face

So but what's the actual point of hacking private or at least confidential email and files of people who are in the higher circles of the White House? That's the basic question Russian media is asking in an attempt to cast doubt on suggestions the Russian government has some hand in the recent hackings.

You may recall a so-called 'Operation Aurora' in which the US government accused China and North Korea of hacking US government computers back at that time. Every year a new hacker!

There are two (well three if you include the real objectives) main aspects of the hackings, both of the White House, and currently, of TV5Monde in France.

Firstly, there are the actual people who are doing the hacking (more on this presently).

And secondly, there is the way in which general media releases the stories.

Back to the first aspect - everyone hacks everyone else; yes the Russians do it, and the Chinese, definitely Japan does it as well, the Germans have a system but it doesn't include actual computer and internet hacking of US government files, and the British have a (possibly illegal) backdoor anyway. One particular foreign country has a low latency process straight into US secret computer files and internet traffic.

None of the countries except the last one have the least bit of real access to the mainstream Western media. The CIA's media channels are too well-known for any of this to have been from them.

And so Admiral, apart from the source of info about what you had for dinner last weekend, would you like to understand what this is all about? (I'm sure you do know, but some readers here who are citizens and taxpayers might not).

In the case of a genuine external hacker, they will want to know who in the White House was talking to whom about arms sales to Saudi Arabia over the last year or two. And they will be able to tell simply by observing who jumped when the hack story came out - whether they even actually hacked anyone or not!

And in the case of the supposed Islamic State hacking of a French TV Station - cui bono.

For in this case it wasn't about information as such, it was a 'denial of service' operation. The media has theorized very quickly that Islamic State just wants to irritate and harass the French people and the French media. 

Her ex-boss was given a new identity...
As well as a fake funeral,
but you're not allowed to know that.

What strikes me as completely odd, rather than just report the facts, the media appears hell bent on speculating about who is doing things! North Korea does Sony, Russia does the White House, and Islamic State does French TV. Cases all solved. So there you go, just run along now sonny. No need for the FBI or anything like that; Rupert will tell us right off the bat.

Where is Gerald Ronson, by the way? Does anyone know? What is he up to these days? I see Ed Miliband goes to his charity do's. I wonder whether Gerald and his mates at J. Rothschild will end up with the UK bits of Total. The last time he tried this kind of stuff with his mates he went to jail, but then, European Court judges ended up saying the British Courts and prosecution were all wrong. Just shows what low latency (in this case high up in the various judiciaries) can procure for you and what harm it can do to unsuspecting people like Jesselyn Radack by comparison.

Operation 'Old Hat.' Is that what it's called? Never saw that in any mainstream Western media now did you! 

Winner's Talk

Well, on Friday the 17th of November of 2014, and again on Friday the 13th of February 2015, I posted about an Australian racehorse called 'Chautauqua.'

This afternoon, Chautauqua beat the best sprinting racehorses in the world over 1200 metres and collected the main prize money for the TJ Smith Stakes - the top sprint race in Australasia -  a race worth 2.5 million dollars in total prize money and held at Randwick Racecourse in Sydney.

Chautauqua wins $2.5 million TJ Smith Stakes

It won, coming from last at the turn, and it won by what looked to me pretty much like a nostril - but it was a clear nostril.

It was not the favourite by any means at all and paid a very healthy dividend to those who backed the horse - about 5/1, and even 8/1 on track at moments.

So what makes it possible for someone like me to 'know' beforehand? 

It's easy for critics to say, oh well you could tip a lot of horses and then bang on when one of them wins.

But as those of you know who have been reading at this place for awhile, I don't do that kind of thing; Chautauqua was one of only two or three I have ever mentioned - and as you will know, all of them have won, and big money races too.

So what makes it possible? And are the techniques similar to or the same as what you will have to use to make more standard 'investments' in financial markets.

Race horse betting markets are financial markets. They just occur over a highly compacted time-frame on the day of the given race, or any given race, in question.

And what horses like Chautauqua prove time and time again, is that the 'market' and the apparent, and publicly-known professionals are regularly quite incorrect in their assessments and analysis.

Seafood cassolette,
good riverboat fare... 

I remember talking to a great Western Australian bookmaker a long time ago - Eddie McAppion - who asked me once: 'this race is impossible to sort out, no one knows what will win this one - if only I knew which horses to lay... What do you think?' (To lay means to attract more money for some horses as the bookmaker, in the belief those will lose the race, and thus win the bookmaker extra money).

And I told him that I thought the mare Bungling would win and moreover, she would win in a photo finish by a nose - the shortest possible official margin.

'Ridiculous!' He said. 'No one knows that kind of thing.'

Anyway, as you will have guessed Bungling did in fact win in a photo coming through along the inside rail and literally by a nose in a photo finish.

Afterwards, he questioned me as to whether this was luck or something else, and I said an experienced trainer had once told some kids arguing about the relevance of a 'parrot nose' on a racehorse, whether this had something to do with the line of breeding and indicated some bloodline - he'd said to them: 'no, but an extended front lip could help you in a photo finish.'

Now this all sounds completely ridiculous but I'll draw your attention to an old movie starring Cameron Diaz and Al Pacino 'On Any Given Sunday.' D'you remember the coach's speech about the difference between winning and losing being a matter of inches? But that the inches were all around you... In front of your face, between your fingers, at the ends of your arms, where your eyes were looking, everywhere.

Black Russian cocktails - after you win,
never before.

Eddie was so irritated at me, that even in the photo, where bookies were offering odds on which horse got up, he bet against me. And of course lost. And was irritated all the more.

I like to position myself in investing, in the role of the gambler, and not the 'house.' And I'll tell you why. Being the house is about an oligarchy. And oligarchies create fat, slow, envious, lazy, angry people at the tops of those systems. Their capacities to enjoy themselves is extremely constrained, and a lot of what they do is underscored with fear and jealousy and even a kind of rage. And often, they resort to cheating to 'win.'

And that's the best thing you can ever hope to have, as an investor, because it is when the so-called supremely powerful fuck up, and they do it big time.

I could tell you how it is possible to pick winning race horses from such a long way out. But seriously, that would involve some real serious talk!






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Black Velvets

Patrick Macnee of John Steed/The Avengers fame introduced the idea that the Chelsea Boot was 'the thing' for a well-dressed man.

And, I see Daniel Craig in a pair the other day in one of the shoots in Rome. Not sure Fleming ever considered the Chelsea Boot for Bond but hey, so what, this is 2015.

I mean for god's sake, who even knows what being a real bon vivant is, anyway?!

A 'Black Velvet' cocktail

One may read that Bond ate 'dressed crab' and downed 'Black Velvets' but has anyone you know eaten dressed crab recently? Apparently, even Maryland crab dishes served in Maryland hardly ever have actual Maryland crab in them now. It's more likely to have seafood filler made in a factory owned by Goldman Sachs or Warren Buffett in Vietnam. 

And so, if it comes to fantasy Bond - which it all pretty much is these days - or fantasy bon vivants, I think frankly we can kick a few asses here.

Of course, I'm sure you all know that this current adventure in Yemen is entirely, and I do mean entirely a scam to sell weapons to a few of the ME countries. Do you know how many actual armed fighters the Ansar Al Zaidi army has? We're talking easily over a million. And so 500 dead in the air bombing by the House of Saud against the 'House of Houth' (which the media is calling the voting public of all of Yemen) is a touch silly to be brutally honest. But that hasn't stopped a massive build-up of naval warships from a dozen Western countries zoning in on the Gulf of Aden. If there were a real Bond and he had on a Chelsea Boot it could do no better than being sent rapidly up the backside of Salamander, King of Saudi Arabia. Won't happen of course.

Actual MI6 are more interested in participating in the flow of gravy from the new, open Cuba, and the anxious King Salamander and his minions purchasing extravagant amounts of special, intelligent, pin-point targeting weapons - now that Yemen, like Egypt actually had democratic elections for once. Jesus, we can't be having that around here!

Anyway... 

Baked, Stuffed Crab - excellent!

Personally I prefer baked crab to dressed crab, and although you will not easily find it on the internet, deviled baked crab is the most amazing thing. Baked crab is difficult to prepare and execute well; time-consuming to present  - and you see that by flipping through pics on the net of it. It seldom looks any good in these photos... But, it is simply one of the most amazing dishes if you ever have the chance to get a good version of it. 

Yes, a Black Velvet cocktail - champagne and Guinness stout - is perfect with virtually any crab dish, and certainly with oysters and caviar too. But I think we can go a bit further and try what is known as a Riga Black Balsam with our baked crab.

And our strictly fantasy bon vivant may prefer a pair of Gaziano & Girling benchmades.

Gaziano & Girling's

All of these little things will, I'm quite certain, be appreciated by Admiral Mike Rogers, current head of the NSA, who has a sense of humour, and, as I believe, has even got himself a little disinformation section who go around nightclubs in Dubai spreading rumours about alien landings off Yemen. I kid you not.

Our Bond is of course, unemployed by - unemployable - by any of your usual Western governments. 

Admiral Mike Rogers favourite dinner dish is... yes, you guessed it, baked crab.

Check your cooks, Mike; check your lowly, lowly, cooks. Get some food tasters. Even buy some of those chemical detector units from Germany (I think C. Melchers can source that for you). Better buy them from Germany too, and not from Israel, who don't like you.