Sunday, March 20, 2022

There's one of the celebrities who I occasionally do a search engine thang for just becuz it's a bit fun (is it healthy?). I use this as a thermometer of sorts for my situation. But my brain, being under such ominously distorted states due to external forces, picked up this memory out of my brain-memory bank and it just came to me--a song out of the 70's I would hear from WLS out of Chicago when I lived in Champaign (got reception all those miles away on my little radio in my bedroom). I had given up at that point on classical violin and wanted to be part of the "fun" music that "everyone" was getting hip to. I now recall a movie and book (I read the book, didn't get through the movie) called Looking for Mr. Goodbar.

 "Helen Reddy--Delta Dawn Music Video". YazerPro. February 12, 2009.




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But DELTA DAWN (now realizing this title also has significant symbolism but won't go into that detail right now): the song that just popped into my brain and memory is not linked to my opinion of the male actor, the association came with all the videos on YouTube that are crazy fan stuff---obsessive/compulsive drooling for a celebrity, for example--and other ideas I won't write about in the personal domain.

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...and my 2nd association from floating but associated ties to the fan-base idolatry of celebrity brings to mind the great character of Miss Havisham from Charles Dickens' Great Expectations--again, the book brings more detail but the film versions bring the character a bit to light. Ah, what a fantastic beast Miss Havisham has created in the general but perhaps forgotten literary and film landscape. This also has personal associations with the ideas floating through my mind of this weird situation foisted upon me with being teleported to "them"--as I watch the fan stuff on YouTube, the gossip and the posturing charitable photo-op stuff of the celebrities who couldn't give a damn about the issues unless it involves some kind of profit or fame for them and their most cherished careers. But Miss Havisham and Delta Dawn are both adoring the YouTube videos (featuring every day with a fan base of millions this most famous male/one who women kneel in devotion to, some women I mean. Also men, of course).


"Great Expectations 'Miss Havisham' Mertida Hunt, 1946". Cool Guy. May 28, 2017.



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...and this song comes to mind---not because of the NAME in the title but because of the song--(I had forgotten the title of the song and the name of the woman for whom Ms. Reddy is singing) but the weird crescent moon hanging over a dying swamp is the term I might use for the technologically obsessed---I heard this song out of Chicago, over 200 miles south in Champaign and I tried to understand it with a 12-year old mind but could not grasp the sordid waste of life that Ms. Reddy was singing about---the video, though, is quite the subliminal because in the first scene of a city scene is a most clear and defined phallic symbol building--almost clearly obscene--I think media is more adept at hiding such clues at this point. But it wasn't really meant or intended to be so hidden anyway---it has a direct bearing on this theme and of the not so veiled obsession with "big city" pipe dreams and men and love and media addiction devoid of reality---(or is addiction the ultimate reality?)


"Helen Reddy--Angie Baby Cartoon". LukeDuke908. February 19, 2012.



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But as a little aside: here's to Ms. Helen Reddy and her contribution to the real feminist marches, meetings and fights that women have had to undergo all these years of protest--I AM WOMAN

hear me roar, baby! Maybe? A lady? Shady? 

"I Am Woman--Helen Reddy". Sophie Othilla Ngo. January 18, 2013.


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"Looking for Mr. Goodbar (1977) clip". Films 411. September 20, 2016.






This brings back a very different memory of me and my grandmother marching in a protest to keep abortion legal. This march was in the streets of Phoenix, Arizona around the mid-late 80's. My grandmother and I had our arms around one another while marching amongst the protesters in the middle of a long train of women marching for abortion rights to continue. Strangely this was one of the few circumstances where me and my g-ma actually embraced for more than a few seconds (she was a bit distant and very controlling--maybe a bit like a Miss Havisham but in connubial bliss with my endearing grandfather who devoted his life and everything to her, and it was mutual but I know she cheated on him and he still loved her for it. They loved one another for more than 50 years like the best of friends and devoted to their deaths). She was loving but not a doting type (my mother called her a kind of "super bitch" personality). She kind of taught me the "hard way" not to get involved with the creeple that the Nazi organization flew into my path with my brain inundated with "gravy" mind control ooze mostly all my life. She kept admonishing me to pick better men but in a whiney way which kept me on my toes--endlessly looking for Mr. Goodbar and now I've given up on looking for the elusive ultimate deadly abuser fantasy (must see but mostly must read the book Looking for Mr. Goodbar to understand my drift, can you DIG IT?).

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"5 Easy Pieces--Stand By Your Man--Tammy Wynette". HD Film Tributes. June 22, 2021.




This song, and this movie 5 Easy Pieces come to mind in this miasma of memories associated with looking up celebrity fascination on the tube circuit pumped directly into your brain and heart---themes of feminism. Oddly, the woman who played the "feminist/independent" character who Mr. Nicholson lent one of his homes to, promising her that he would never kick her out, once she reached that untenable age he did, indeed kick her out. I don't know what happened to her since I assume she got over very well--maybe I'll look it up.... But the film 5 Easy Pieces is, in part, a depiction of the fantasy good girl wifey woman who dotes on her husband and every tear waiting to drop at the slightest hat falling the cliche perfect woman-as opposed to the 70's version of the New Independent Woman who could stand on her own (maybe to buy and purchase her own house? However now that I understand the good ole Mr. Goodbar Network I know that women being blocked from obtaining financial freedom is a thing and for real, dude. At least for me becuz I'm supposedly "dangerous" and very bad and the list of hate terms for me is endless according to the people using subliminals to drain my brain of all positive reinforcement about who an what I am--thus carried-on by the teleporting terrorist mind screw operators out of H-wood, the celebrities who seem to gain money from their exploits playing the freedom loving women but support male domination oppression to an extreme degree of violence when it comes to me, as they also participate in the violence, ostensibly to prove to the male-dominated media industry controlled, I assume, by men largely and the women who support misogynist woman-hating culture.

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"Tammy Wynette--Divorce (lyrics)".  Lee Westwick. September 6, 2012.





At least d-i-v-o-r-c-e is still legal....women who want independence still have a chance to not be as enslaved but mentally they remain cloistered and supporting cheerleaders for male abusive relationships---





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The STRANGER IS YOU is the strangler within waiting for you to self-sabotage for THEM: Wait for "them" to reveal what lies behind the smiling, humanitarian masks waiting to "help" you if you would just help them to help you--give them POWER help them to help you! Vote for them! Cheer for them! Believe in their acting and movie roles PUT THEM IN POWER because they entertain you!: As I lay in bed for the past TWO MONTHS in agony at times, under non-stop assault by the haters I have written of endlessly as they are encouraged to go deeper into abuse--years of them making millions off my ideas and out of just simply dumping their racist and sleazy sexist hate upon me as symbol and everything they "hate" and thusly, regardless of anything I have done (nothing except compete and win--in the past before decades of poisoning and health care denied and then torture and poisoning nearly to death and then tortured to the extent that I have spent years in torture hysteria on blogs writing to the incompetent shit of america who have allowed this hate cartel to just go on and on---to the detriment of the planet. MIllions are being killed due to this group of stupid sick crap and many more are dying in America due to this group putting that hate into power (not just a small "1%" but a huge component of the country not silent majority any longer. They tortured me endlessly I wrote their names I have been writing their names and you keep them in power. They mutilated my h ands so badly because I c ould not wrap layers of protection around them--they are withered they have all the veins sticking out--my hands have enlarged and then shrunk in skin tissue but enlarged due to the stress of the cuticles being severed out repeatedly day after day---little knives inserted under my cuticles nightly daily as I lay in bed unable to move--could not get out of bed. Hours of abuse being punched hit slapped and raped by the group and yelled at and sneered at and a president, his wife, two california governors, a senator, another senator, a house rep from Congress and about in the past 3 months 150 celebrities have rushed to assault me with the main abusers who are just rolling in money and were before they latched onto assaulting me becaues appratenly their money could not buy them slots in main roles and producer and profiting off the ideas they steal from me---torturing me to get more and yelling "loser" and "stupid" as they go on every second of the day yelling and threatening y life and abusing and making tears come out of my eyes--spraying stinking filth on my clothing my furniture my curtains my bed etc under things filth sprayed and dumped using their mechanical arms--in every room behind panels which are opened and then sealed shut on the other side---non-stop it goes on and on. My hands were so damaged they look like I am dead --like a dead person's hands the extent of severing into the nail bed every day for years and years (since 2012 it has gone on and on and on nightly that means over 15 years of my cuticles being routinely nightly slashed and cut into almost every single night. But they poured horrific chemicals into my hands which literally the skin tissue has become almost dead in appearance from what they did--the hands are withered and boney with blue veins from the poisons they poured on my hands and skin and then slashed cuticles every nail so the blood flow was restricted. They injected something into my scalp to make the hair dead in the front of my hairline---that goes along with sick and stupid sleazy deep sleep teleportation skits of hate, homelessness and abuse--my hair is completely gone on most of my scalp from the damage they have done, my skin is pockmarked and racked with scars from nghtly poisoning my body is hard internally like an internet hard wall restricting my body and fighting to get it out since 2011 and I am still fighting as for hours every day the rat spawn of depp screams hate at me dirty arnold is always encourating every sick parasitic psychopath sadist (that is what the humanitarians in media and in congress all rally around, the sadism the violence and torture every single one of them don't doubt it for a second--the hippie musicians of the 60's and 70's who were most famous have not stopped for years and years participating all callous rape culture and racist sexist the MEN and their hippie women just can't wait to profit off inflicting torture and near-death upon an innocent person--oh the excuses they make just labeling me with any absurd but dangerous label of justification and then all repeat it. Seeing how the witch hunt mentality is so easily spread in this modern age but then again, these same creeple were put in "power" to regress society to a point of neanderthal homostasis of concern about society and a reversion to feudal lord dominion over those they exploit--to death--they all can't wait. So I remain fighting seeing that there is no salvation the candidates being put as the hopeful for the against rump are just more but not as mandarin jaded as the usual dinos corrugated with corruption but all blathering out the same hopeful jargon as one another---they are all sanctioning with whole-black-hearted glee this endless rape torture nazi violence upon me. Almost all of whorewood has participated all the A$$-hole actor/actress haters all using this contract to never have to fight for a role again, in league with the politicians who want to never have to fight for another election again (rump is promising a 100-year no-contest for repug wins after the midterms when the jack-in-the-box nazi reversion campaign for the golden era of nazi and feudal lord dark ages resumed. To see me able to compete and win and also be beautiful has meant mutilation without end for over 18 years without a single fuck in the entire world defending me against this brutality not one single person doing more than a mere little drop in an ocean of violence---that is the future whatever they are promising for the midterms by now I doubt seriously will result in anything but--in the end not immediate but long-term a worsening of the current but short-term they will appear like Nirvana. In history this has always been the case, but then OOPS THEY Will fail and inevitably the fasco nazi haters will get their concentration camps not only for the "illegal" brown people....

**hackers are at work again deleting words from sentences and half-deleting and pasting sentences together. I re-read some of the sentences ...