One of the great guitarists of all time, Tony Rice, offers advice to artists at the 29:50 mark in the video below. He talks about not being a copycat, be original, play what is in your heart and be who you are called to be. My bold.
“Personally speaking there’s a world of Doc Watson clones out there, there’s a world of tony rice clones, and the unfortunate thing about those clones is no matter how technically proficient they are, and there are some of them out there that are virtual monsters of technical proficiency that could blow me away. But what that does when they do that is they have become a copy of someone else and they haven’t gone beyond that. So the way I look at all this scheme of things is not only am I a musician but I’m a spectator. That’s what gets me off the most. I don’t care about hearing me playing this dam thing near as much as I care about hearing your playing. What can you show me, what can you run by my ears that’s so good, that I love so much that I want to hear it again. And how you create that. Well I tell you what you ain’t gonna create by doing it like I do because I’ve already beat you to it. That’s what this forum is about.
“Its what I’d like to see more of out of aspiring musicians or aspiring artists in general. It’s that ‘give that to me’, give me your heart give me your soul. Show me the uniqueness of yourself. How do you do this? How do you make this chord? What’s the tone you have coming out of this? And you know how you do that? You do it like working a Rubix cube. That’s the way you do it. You do it with trial and error, and mistakes. But then again I’m a product of everything that I’ve ever done, we all are. That would be my advice to you. Play from your heart and soul. Think of every time you pick up an instrument and play it or whatever you do with it, think of that as an extension of yourself, with the goal in mind that you have something to express, to be shared with somebody else and you hope that they dig it.“
I like Michael Pento. He seems like a good guy, a Christian, trying to do right for his clients…which is a hard ask in an economy created by devious central bankers. I want to give him some space on this page.
This is a fascinating account of what happened regarding vote fraud and the Trump campaign’s half-hearted attempts to investigate it. He writes: “My ultimate purpose (my only real purpose), is to deliver to the public as honest a rendering as I may construct of the events between November 3 and January 6. It seems like a historically worthy thing to do.”
Written in 4 parts, perhaps with more forthcoming. The first part, linked below, is the longest.
I can’t capture the mood but here are some excerpts:
On Guiliani, the lead investigator of the fraud, portrayed as a bumbling drunk: “Eventually, I was brought back into a smaller room with Mayor Giuliani, and again asked to explain what I think happened. Realizing I may have overwhelmed him with my earlier explanation, and gotten him lost in the forest for the trees, I broke it down simply and slowly, like one would for one’s 76-year-old Grandfather. Again within 5-10 minutes he was fidgeting, grunting on occasion, sending people on unrelated side errands, checking his multiple phones for texts, and typing responses…. Meanwhile, I tried to stay on track. Yet there was a moment 15 minutes in when I got a whiff of something in that small office…. Medicine? Booze?”
Trump as a sad weakling: “There was a moment…where I saw him for what he was: a 74 year old man, tired, knowing he was being cheated out of his re-election, mostly defeated, ruing his errors, dwelling on what might have been.”
On cyber fraud: “cyber-specialists…documented vote-flipping in the Problematic 6 states amounting to 299,567 votes, just enough in each state to flip the election. 43% of that activity came from China.”
On Trump partying: “At 3 AM on New Year’s Day I received a text from General Flynn. He was still up working as well. He sent me photos that were then flashing around social media: down in Mar-a-Lago, Rudy and others from the entourage had rung in the New Year with a bang. Photos of Rudy, Don Jr., and Kimberly Gilfoyle drinking champagne, dancing, and Partying Like It’s 1999 were circulating through social media. Again, Flynn and I shared a moment of exasperated silence.”
The big rally on Jan 6th: “The show started, and soon Flynn and I were sinking into our seats in despair. One of Trump’s children got up and sang “Happy Birthday” to a girlfriend, or boyfriend. Rudy got up and spoke about Joe Frazier voting, again. Another lawyer got up and spoke. Don Jr. got up and with his chest puffed out, strode the stage talking about how the Republican brand was now the Trump brand, or the Trump brand was now the Republican brand, or something about branding. Around that time, Flynn and I caught eyes and shared looks of horror: it turned out later we were both asking if the other wanted to leave, but misunderstood each other. It was so bad that someone with some sense among the organizers had a change of heart, and came running over to ask General Flynn if he would take the stage: he refused. The shenaigans went on for an hour or more, then Trump appeared and spoke, much as he would at any campaign event or pep rally. In fact, the whole thing was more or less a pep rally: no effort was made to explain to the crowd, to the Americans who were watching at home, to the Senators who would begin voting in an hour, to the world that counts on America to be the leader of free, fair, and transparent elections, what had really gone wrong with the November 2020 election, and why we believed there were deep irregularities demanding investigation. No effort at all.
“Instead, it was a pep rally. That’s it. A Trump pep rally.
“The moment we could make a break from the front, Flynn and I and everyone with us made a dash for the exit. Flynn could barely contain his fury as we shared impressions: this had been the one last chance to explain the situation to the whole world, and instead Trump had used it as a pep rally. “He just does not get it,” we repeated to each other as we stormed through the crowd back towards the hotel. “He does not get that it is not about him. He put on a fucking pep rally. He does not understand that this is not about him,” we repeated over and over in anger and despair. In 15 minutes we were back at the hotel, both packing our bags, both sick to our stomachs, and did not leave to join the throngs moving towards the Capitol.”
A fascinating look inside a manufacturing ecosystem. Learn why America is falling and China is rising…
I can’t say enough about this movie. As an american businessman of sorts, I’ve been privy to attempting projects in the business world. The slow drag of regulation and other such burdens upon business make it less enjoyable, less efficient…more work for no gain. The young sapling grows faster than the old oak and America has become the oak, and China the sapling. This is made extraordinarily clear in the documentary “Shenzhen: The Silicon Valley of Hardware”.
If you want to see an entire ecosystem whose sole function is to rapidly produce goods look at Shenzhen. Raw material suppliers, parts manufacturers, delivery, design and engineering are abundant…thus allowing products to be created and built in rapid time.
Just as China rises America falls…manufacturing will not return quickly to the U.S. because the ecosystem required to support it here has been dismantled. This ecosystem is what makes a country rich…allowing for rapid development of new products, improvements to existing products etc. This enriches everyone involved – from the designer, owner, up to and including the end consumer. The gulf now between China and America is wide and rapidly widening. America must re-create this manufacturing ecosystem if it has any hope of remaining first world…unfortunately those in power for the last 100 years have been more concerned with passing laws and increasing burdensome regulation. American leaders don’t even understand the problem, so no solution will ever be presented.
Only a few people understand what the federal reserve is doing to americans. Others are trying to get their investments lined up to profit. Some weakly say the Fed is creating ‘moral hazard’.
No, what the Fed has been and is currently doing is destroying people’s lives. People you know…people you love…have had their lives destroyed because of counterfeit fiat currency.
This destruction is subtle, yet ever present. Take inflation – prices rise, faster than wages, impoverishing a people over time. Wage inflation destroys jobs…by making foreign labor cheaper…thus the 30+ years of offshoring and loss of american jobs.
Take the synthetic boom bust business cycle, which determine winners and losers based on fed policy. How can one make long term business decisions based on the actions of political apparatchiks? They can’t…most business decisions are but guesswork now…will the fed raise rates, lower rates, pump in more money, let it collapse? Who knows. Business becomes a grab-whatever-you-can frenzy in the short run.
Take asset prices rising as an example, crushing the young…who have few assets, but must pay evermore to buy them.
People deciding to get married or not…have families or not…start businesses…the millions of seemingly small decisions being made every day based on corrupted data. People’s lives are molded by the economic circumstances of the times…and when they have to make decisions based on corrupt data it creates a weakness in the decisions.
Many hold out hope that some great crash is going to happen, and after the crash the wrongs can be righted…a society based on sound money can be created. But they are missing the point. The crash happened 100+ years ago…and the destruction has been ongoing ever since. These decisions made on bad data, manifest into our american culture. Such is why and how our culture has been hollowed out, and made weak and flabby.
These comments from zerohedge give a glimpse into the destruction caused by the fed:
Tedstr wrote: “My daughter broke her lease last week and is moving home. Hard worker trying to get some kind of career going. Totally lost now.”
Vtec: “im a millenial and i have an okay paying job (for now..) and i just moved home as well. things are going to get lot worse before they get better. the elites know our whole way of life is not sustainable and are just demolishing it“
What Vtec doesn’t understand is that a great way of life is sustainable, but that way of life must be built on the things which allow for long term greatness – the teachings of Jesus Christ, individual and economic freedom, and money that cannot be counterfeited.
Hotrod: “I know lets go back to 2008 and anyone thats been damaged by some economic financial cluster **** will be made whole. My entire life got ****** back then and never recovered and I WANT SOME MONEY TOO.“
Space-Peanut: “This is for you, Dad.
I remember when the housing collapse sent a torpedo through my family. My father’s concrete company collapsed almost overnight. My father lost his home. My uncle lost his home. I remember my brother helping my father count pocket change on our kitchen table. That was all the money he had left in the world. While this was happening in my home, I saw hedge funders literally drinking champagne as they looked down on the Occupy Wall Street protestors. I will never forget that.
My Father never recovered from that blow. He fell deeper and deeper into alcoholism and exists now as a shell of his former self, waiting for death.
This is all the money I have and I’d rather lose it all than give them what they need to destroy me. Taking money from me won’t hurt me, because i don’t value it at all. I’ll burn it all down just to spite them.
This is for you, Dad.“
The political actions have now warped society so drastically that not 1 in 100 can see what has happened. But more are waking up daily. They see the apparatus is not set up to benefit them, but to enslave them. They see the people around them with less free time…growing poorer…with little freedom or power…subject to whatever the government wishes to do to him.
I love this painting…showing a father unexpectedly showing up at home after political exile in Siberia…with the whole family in various shades of shock upon seeing him. From the housekeepers waiting to see how everyone will react, to the wife, to the apprehensive little girl, to the boy about to be overcome with joy. What a scene. From Ilyarepin.net: “They Did Not Expect Him is the dramatic and emotional homecoming of an Unexpected Visitor, the alternative title of this piece. Ilya Repin’s amazing scene dates from around 1883 and was painted as an oil on canvas.”
I had to go to Lowes yesterday to grab an air filer, and it felt unwelcoming and inhuman…almost dystopic.
Of course, everyone was cowed and wearing the mask of submission. Driving up in their car, in the parking lot etc…almost total submission and compliance. I had to return an item and waited in the 6’ spaced social distance line, though I like crowding the guy in front of me to see if I can garner a reaction. None today. I get to the plexiglass and the lady has to bark at me to be heard over her mask and around the plexi. She’s huffing and puffing after the ordeal of talking.
After the return I grab the filter and head to check out. There was one cashier open and with the social distancing the line stretched almost down an entire aisle. So I went to the self checkout. The first thing you notice is the CCTV screen one foot in front of your face, showing a close up image of your face. It is an advanced operation, flashing white and red. A white box frames your face at all times. As you move, the box moves to keep your face centered. On the top of the screen, in bold flashing red letters are the words “You Are Being Recorded”. A very friendly experience there.
I mentioned to the self checkout assistant as I left that the CCTV screen with a large image of your face and the red flashing command was a revolutionary advancement in customer service…she said, “we do it to stop the shoplifters.” I noted to her that that doesn’t stop shoplifting and only makes the 99% of non-shoplifters feel like criminals. She looked at me and shrugged, having given herself fully into the new world. I walked out.
All in all it was a very dehumanizing experience. The people aren’t helpful (though they haven’t been for some time). The clerks were mostly middle aged, stern looking women. A general feeling of oppression filled the air, and smelled like things to come.
Here at Man and War we appreciate those people who stand up for what they believe in, regardless of if we feel their position is correct or not. It is the act of standing up which is beautiful. Captain Paul Watson is one of those guys. You gotta appreciate his determination in achieving his goals…willing to do virtually anything to protect whales…up to and including ramming Japanese whaling vessels on the high seas.
The film chronicles Watson’s life…from his early days protecting whales (He helped found PETA, then was pushed out of the group for being too radical)…as the founder of Sea Shepard (which was popularized on the show “Whale Wars) to the present time. Currently he lives in hiding from multiple governments, especially the Japanese, who have an interpol warrant out for him for multiple violations of interfering in their whaling activities. Good show about a good man.