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Tired Blabber Mouth

Spring Hill, FL

#2506 Feb 22, 2014
corrupt

poor me
Panamaed

United States

#2508 Feb 22, 2014
I like WOLFGANG!
We Know

Glendale, CA

#2510 Feb 22, 2014
Panamaed wrote:
I like WOLFGANG!
Who you are idiot boy
Panamaed

United States

#2511 Feb 22, 2014
Then you also know I don't take kindly to your innuendo threats.
interesting

United States

#2513 Feb 23, 2014
Now talk about a small world. It was Lake County jail rapist sheriff Gary Borders, remember the one who run the Green Isle Boys pedophile ranch and covered up the boys rapes for his little friend and groomer for his big important well connected political and rich friends that send all those deputy sheriff's out to Wolfgang Halbig's house to threaten him he;d "better back off or something bad was going to happen."

Guess all these Franklin and Penn State pedophiles are on speed dial with each other after all.

Can you imagine an honest sheriff sending his deputies out to threaten a man of Halbig's experience and character?

Well first, you'd have to find and honest sheriff, so you would have to look somewhere else. In fact they seen to be getting few and far between. Most of the honest ones have died one way or another.

Stressful life for honest law men in this corrupt country.
interesting

United States

#2514 Feb 23, 2014
here is the info wars story about the sheriff's deputies threatening this man. Borders-Hitler sent out his Gestapo

http://www.infowars.com/school-shooting-exper...
aeiou

United States

#2517 Feb 24, 2014
and even more why is this lake county sheriff running interference for th obama administration? are their goons to busy on important things to come out and shut up a "non-conformist?"

there is probably more guys like wolfgang halbig they the average person on the street realizes.

"IN A TIME OF UNIVERSAL DECEIT, TELLING THE TRUTH BECOMES A REVOLUTIONARY ACT" - GEORGE ORWELL, AUTHOR ..... "ALL TRUTH PASSES THROUGH THREE STAGES. FIRST, IT IS RIDICULED, SECOND IT IS VIOLENTLY OPPOSED, AND THIRD, IT IS ACCEPTED AS SELF-EVIDENT" – ARTHUR SCHOPENHAUER, PHILOSOPHER

http://northerntruthseeker.blogspot.com/2014/...
1st Time Poster

Spring Hill, FL

#2518 Feb 24, 2014
aeiou wrote:
and....A TIME OF ...DECEIT...
1st time posting.....
and last....
liars post here.....
Tao Lin

United States

#2519 Feb 24, 2014
1st Time Poster wrote:
<quoted text>
1st .....here.....
On our last mission - our "final exam" - we were airlifted to a remote region, and we parachuted directly into a hostile enclave. We had to subdue the enemy using hand-to-hand tactics like tae kwon do and pugil sticks, cut their hair in styles appropriate to their particular face shapes, and give them perms.

The Suggestiveness of One Stray Hair in an Otherwise Perfect Coiffure: He’s got a car bomb. He puts the key in the ignition and turns it – the car blows up. He gets out. He opens the hood and makes a cursory inspection. He closes the hood and gets back in. He turns the key in the ignition. The car blows up. He gets out and slams the door shut disgustedly. He kicks the tire. He takes off his jacket and shimmies under the chassis. He pokes around. He slides back out and wipes the grease off his shirt. He puts his jacket back on. He gets in. He turns the key in the ignition. The car blows up, sending debris into the air and shattering windows for blocks. He gets out and says, Damn it! He calls a tow truck. He gives them his AAA membership number. They tow the car to an Exxon station. The mechanic gets in and turns the key in the ignition. The car explodes, demolishing the gas pumps, the red-and-blue Exxon logo high atop its pole bursting like a balloon on a string. The mechanic steps out. You got a car bomb, he says. The man rolls his eyes. I know that, he says
noted

Spring Hill, FL

#2520 Feb 24, 2014
TAO

try not so hard

hard makes the story

you only play - grow up

me - 28 years of almost daily publication - had fun
Panamaed

United States

#2521 Feb 24, 2014
^^^Reduced now to BS.^^^

You need to take responsibility for what you and those just like you do/did to destroy this Great Nation .
aeiou

United States

#2522 Feb 25, 2014
Wolfgang Halbig was visited by Detectives from the Lake County Florida Sheriff’s Dept in late December 2013 and told to “back off,” or the Connecticut state Police would arrest him on harassment charges, all for filing FOIA requests, and calling law enforcement officials concerning the event. He breaks the news that after doing an interview last week, that went viral over the internet, and literally right before this interview took place, Wolfgang was visited by another Lake County Florida Sheriff’s deputy and told again to back off. That’s the second visit. And as if that weren’t enough harassment, during the interview, Popeye and Wolfgang are interrupted, and the interview abruptly ended when a Lake County sheriff’s Deputy appeared at the house for a third time. Literally in the middle of the interview.
Why would the Lake County Florida Sheriff send his deputies out to the home of Wolfgang Halbig and threaten him with “if he didn’t back off “bad things are going to happen?”
Because like Sheriff Pat Sullivan, Sheriff Gary Borders is part of a pedophile network [Green isle Boys Ranch] along the lines of the Finders of Lost Children and the perpetrators of the Franklin Scandal child sex ring. I think these events are interlinked, not only together, but with Penn State and MIT as well.) On November 11, 2011, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania radio talk show host Mark Madden dropped a bombshell during an appearance on Boston’s WEEI. further evidence that Jerry Sandusky’s TSM [The Second Mile] was being used to traffic underage boys to wealthy donors took a major step forward via a July 19 interview with Greg Bucceroni, currently employed as a school police officer in the Philadelphia, Pa. school district while also volunteering with the District Attorney’s office.The District Attorney Gricar investigatiing Penn State has never been located. His computer found floating in the river hard drive missing. Tell you what thee perverts will go to to keep their pedophile farms and ranches secrets secret. Trould is everyone knows who they are!
aeiou

United States

#2523 Feb 25, 2014
Looks like "they" are hard at work getting rid of them corrupt repukes in CT. But the corrupt repukes in FlaDUH are in the safe zone. That's because they and their precious messiah Jebbie are really RINO's pushing his common core new world order mind control for youth and his Gulen muslim charter school for profit friends takeover of our public schools.

http://www.tampabay.com/news/politics/pinella...
Tao Lin

New York, NY

#2524 Feb 25, 2014
One stares at a blueberry attempting a blowjob—usually by sort of shyly rolling itself, nearly imperceptibly, up and down the penis’ shaft—and feels only a mild, undemanding, almost soothing sensation of bleakness. This sensation is known as The Blueberry Incentive and is rewarding enough for some to seek out the rare, depraved, debt-ridden blueberry that’s willing to perform oral sex for an exorbitant fee.
Tao Lin

New York, NY

#2525 Feb 25, 2014
WHY DO I STRONGLY FEEL LIKE A CFO, A CHIEF FINANCIAL OFFICER, IF I THINK ABOUT THE PHRASE “I AM A POET”?

“Poet,” when said without some degree of self-awareness, currently denotes to me things like rivers, deer, synonyms being contrasted with profound-seeming intent (“sadness is internal, but depression is on the inside”), intensely neutral facial expressions belying low-level confusion, and extreme yet somehow unintentional “sarcasm” directed toward others. Whereas “CFO” denotes to me “self-awareness,” inwardly directed sarcasm, a kind of tactfulness that manifests as kindness, and “decisions based on concrete reality.” I feel that many CFOs think “I’M A CFO / A FUCKING CFO” a lot of the time, whether at work or at home. I feel that I could “connect” with a CFO, to some degree, because CFOs exist in awareness of themselves, of the arbitrary “legitimacy” of their “roles,” and believe that “there is no good or bad in art,” and therefore feel meaningless when experiencing art, but, having lives mostly “controlled by hierarchies,” are not able to “enjoy” that meaninglessness. DO BLOGS HELP PEOPLE ACCEPT DEATH?

“Self-awareness” feels, to me, inherent to blogging in that it seems “actually less sarcastic” for a blogger to say “I'M A BLOGGER / A FUcckKING BLOGGER” than “simply”“I am a blogger.” Because of that “inherent sarcasm” blogging feels, to me, to some degree,“literary”—defining “literary” as “exhibiting a level of acceptance,‘size’ of context, and types of goals similar to my level,‘size,’ and types of those things,” a judgment-free, not-qualitative, relativistic definition. I would feel okay, and have a feeling of “honesty,” telling large groups of people “I am a blogger,” like I’m ready to die, like I’m ready to be “taken back” into the complete hierarchylessness of unconsciousness, having “come closer” to it, by saying I’m a blogger.

Whereas when I think about being “a poet” I feel that it isn’t okay to die. I get the feeling that it’s really sad when “a poet” dies, because “the poet” doesn’t want to die. It is like a baby deer, or something else of that nature, in terms of “level of self-awareness,” dying, it seems excruciating, sort of, to see it happen. I don’t want to decrease my “level of self-awareness,” in my life, over time, causing hierarchies to more dominate my life, and then feel like a baby deer when I die. I want to feel like a blogger or CFO and “be fine” with dying.
Tao Lin

New York, NY

#2526 Feb 25, 2014
While writing Taipei I read a lot of Fernando Pessoa and Arthur Schopenhauer. I didn’t read only Fernando Pessoa or Arthur Schopenhauer, but also writing or books about those two authors, who were 1888-1935 (Pessoa) and 1788-1860 (Schopenhauer). But I think it might be confusing to have started with the earlier birth date, maybe because doing so makes Schopenhauer seem closer (by being nearer in time, as judged by sound/memory) which maybe feels wrong, because Pessoa will have been imagined to be alive in the early 20th century and Schopenhauer in the early 19th century which makes him, Schopenhauer, seem further, being “older” by a hundred years.“I should say, in this third sentence,” I’m thinking,“that I decided to write this essay using the words Pessoa and Schopenhauer in every sentence, and that I also decided…and this is what I say say, or what I was saying ‘I should say’ about in the beginning of this sentence…also decided that I should ‘admit’ that I wrote this while ‘stoned’…because like other psychedelics but not, I don’t think, like opiates or amphetamines or benzodiazepines, it does affect how one thinks.” Which is relevant to this essay about Taipei because, due to the drug usage in Taipei, I think, I’m somewhat often asked if I wrote while on drugs and if being on certain drugs affected how or what I write, and I want to put the words Pessoa and Schopenhauer in this sentence also, yes, I just laughed a little. Now I want to direct your attention to the way this sentence is making you follow it, or follow where it’s going and what it’s continually showing itself to be, because you have some expectation maybe of what information this sentence has seemed to promise you but isn’t giving you or maybe you don’t have that expectation because you’re uninterested in, among other things, the topics of Fernando Pessoa and Arthur Schopenhauer or maybe you don’t have that expectation. Finally, here are some things I wanted to include in this essay, at some point, but either forgot, or were distracted by other ideas, such as the ones you’ve read—or shown practiced—in the sentences before this sentence, but that I’ve since remembered, yet haven’t incorporated, until now:

1.“This essay can be read like that book that doesn’t use the letter ‘e’ ever, by the author with the sweet/crazy hair-style, whose name I tried to google now but didn’t know how,” I thought at some point during the writing of this essay.

2. I feel like a percentage of people will view this essay as a negative thing (not a good thing for me to have done) but I feel confident, in a calm way, about it and was going to type the reasons why in this sentence but it seems like there are many reasons and I will now instead just end by saying that I didn’t intentionally stop using the words Pessoa and Schopenhauer in every sentence.

3. I am going to quickly send this to Canongate to forward to Waterstones before I change my mind. I haven’t reread this. I started this maybe 30 or 40 minutes ago. It’s 2:55AM, Saturday, July 27.



Tao Lin, for Waterstones.com/blog

Read a sample of Taipei
Tao Lin

New York, NY

#2527 Feb 25, 2014
“Yes,” said Paul automatically. As they entered a building, a few minutes later, he sort of glanced at Michelle and was surprised to see her grinning, then couldn’t stop himself from grinning. Sometimes, during an argument, feeling like he’d been acting in a movie and the scene had ended, Paul would suddenly grin, causing Michelle to grin, and they’d be able to enjoy doing things together again, for one to forty hours, but that hadn’t happened this time, partly because Michelle had grinned first. Paul looked away, slightly confused, and sup- pressed his grin.“What,” he said in an unintentionally loud monotone, unsure what he felt exactly, and they entered a large, mundane elevator, whose door closed slowly.
“What,” said Paul at a normal volume.“Nothing,” said Michelle still grinning a little.“Why are you grinning?”
“No reason,” said Michelle.
“What caused you to grin?”
“Nothing. Just life. The situation.”“Yes,” said Paul automatically. As they entered a building, a few minutes later, he sort of glanced at Michelle and was surprised to see her grinning, then couldn’t stop himself from grinning. Sometimes, during an argument, feeling like he’d been acting in a movie and the scene had ended, Paul would suddenly grin, causing Michelle to grin, and they’d be able to enjoy doing things together again, for one to forty hours, but that hadn’t happened this time, partly because Michelle had grinned first. Paul looked away, slightly confused, and sup- pressed his grin.“What,” he said in an unintentionally loud monotone, unsure what he felt exactly, and they entered a large, mundane elevator, whose door closed slowly.
“What,” said Paul at a normal volume.“Nothing,” said Michelle still grinning a little.“Why are you grinning?”
“No reason,” said Michelle.
“What caused you to grin?”
“Nothing. Just life. The situation.”

Entering the party, on the fifth floor, Paul realized he’d said vaguely negative things on the internet, at some point, about a person who was probably in attendance, so walked quickly to Jeremy—an easy-to-talk-to acquaintance—and asked what movies he’d seen recently. Michelle stood at a near distance—partly in view, then obscured, then fully in view— before approaching, with what seemed like a sly smile, to ask if Paul wanted a drink. Jeremy was calculating aloud the per-hour price of a two-part biopic on Che Guevara when Michelle returned with a beer. Paul thanked her and shemoved away in an intermittent, curving, crab-like manner, seeming relaxed and disoriented.“She wants to be alone,” thought Paul with some confusion.“Or she wants to let me be alone.”
An hour later they were holding their third or fourth drinks, sitting on chairs in a dark corner, facing what seemed to Paul like one group of sixty to eighty friends. Loud, dancey, mostly electronic music—currently Michael Jackson— played from unseen speakers. Paul was staring at an area of torsos. In his previous relationships, he knew, he had experienced dissatisfaction, to some degree, as an empiri- cally backed enthusiasm for the future, because it implied the possibility of a more satisfying relationship with some- one he hadn’t met; with Michelle, whom he felt closer to than his previous girlfriends—he’d told her this a few times, truthfully—dissatisfaction felt more like a personal failing, a direct indication of internal malfunctioning, which he should focus on privately correcting. Instead, he vaguely knew, he was waiting for Michelle, or some combination of Michelle and the world, to endure and overpower his negativity—to be the solution in which he would irreversibly, untraceably dis- solve. He sipped his wine, thinking about how Michael Jack- son had been using ten to forty Xanax per night, according to the internet, before he died last summer. Paul distractedly scooted his chair toward Michelle and, with unclear purpose, touched her shoulder, tentative and reckless as a child petting a large dog looking elsewhere.
Tao Lin

New York, NY

#2528 Feb 25, 2014
I honestly feel that Muumuu House is the least careerist, sucking up,'contest'-like thing for writing there is now that I know of, since I and most people published that I know of on the site honestly believe that there is no good or bad in art (for example I 100% believe a 10-year-old's writing is not less good than James Joyce's, or replace either with any people) and have demeanors where it's impossible to fake interest or 'suck up.' I feel like someone who wants to avoid those things you listed would feel an affinity with Muumuu House.

Thus, all of the 'writing' in previous posts on this topic are no better or worse than the posts that I've contributed. There is not such thing as true or false, it is all subjective and relative. They all contribute to this 'topic' of discussion.
Panamaed

United States

#2529 Feb 25, 2014
CointelPro BS.
Are you MKUltra too?
saying what

Spring Hill, FL

#2530 Feb 25, 2014
Panamaed wrote:
CointelPro BS.
Are you MKUltra too?
wha yu say boy?

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