“CATCHING A MONSTER – THE MANHUNT FOR PEDOPHILE PETER GERARD SCULLY”

Sometimes humanity sickens me. Gotta remember though that thankfully not all give themselves to the dark side so fully.

“Cis White Male — Parody Song” (by Teatac) / plus further thoughts on pedo Omnipolitics16

Good parody! Wanted to note that along the way in my travels this evening online. Messed up as it might be to use that as my intro on this topic. Still was a quality parody, IMO.

Happened to stumble across that channel tonight while attempting to look into that self-described pedophile omnipolitics16. Andy and Chris Warski held a Google hangout with him on Saturday, which was interesting. Previously watched another video by andywarski on this pedo, and that prompted me to watch several videos on the guy’s channel as well so as to seek out more info. Created a video Saturday night about it, for better or worse. Frickin’ sickened by this type of shit. Hurts the soul to even know about it going on and the thought process behind it. Seeking justification for why sex with a 7-year-old is somehow all right. Fuckin’ horrible as well as incredibly stupid.

The joker has been pulling down his YT videos on his omni channel this evening. But it appears plenty of others have already downloaded his content so as to make their own response videos. Good on them. Meaning his videos have been preserved despite his attempts to remove them in recent hours from further public viewing. But he promises more content is coming soon, which I’m sure it’s bound to be equally unsettling. Deeply introspective and self-aware he is not.

Perused about a couple hours of the guy’s content directly before he marked so much of it private. Is he the worst sicko I’ve ever encountered? Likely not. But he’s what I happen to have come across a few days ago. Unfortunately. Was having a relatively decent week before that strolled across my radar.

Have personally had a problem with pedophiles (and hebephiles, though to a somewhat slightly lesser extent) since way back when. Can’t tolerate the shit. Won’t. Simply not conducive to a civilized and functional society because it fucks innocent people up psychologically. Screws their minds at tender ages in completely unnecessary ways. Cannot tolerate any aspect of that shit. Can barely accept the notion of chimos who don’t actually offend against minors (however their perverted asses manage that) speaking from their own unique perspectives. Because they too are members of society, as I am frequently reminded. Okay, fine. So say you all. Fuck it. But when they start openly advocating for and aiming to justify pedophilia (and here I am using the strict definition in regards to pre-pubescent children), they’ve stepped past a line with me. Nope. Cannot go for that. I suppose you can speak and share your views in the public square as you so desire, but do not be surprised if law enforcement starts taking an interest in you as a result. As they rightly should in such an instance.

Now, I grasp that may sounds like running them underground when stating it so plainly. Honey, most of them are underground already. Difficult as hell typically to pin down and successfully charge such sons of bitches. When one is stupid and naive enough to wander onto the internet and declare his ambitions and desires out loud and with his face shown, well, then he gets whatever he gets. Same holds true for those who get caught in the act. My sympathy for humanity dries up at some point.

The guy even claims in videos that he himself was never sexually molested or raped as a child. So what he’s describing in his videos demonstrates a total lack of empathy for potential victims. He himself claims to be aiming to refrain from sexualizing kids, which is good if that’s to be believed. Doesn’t seem too interested in seeking psychological help on the matter though. Much more focused on reaching for rationales instead.

Yeah, he’s young himself, and that’s what makes it especially troubling. The guy is obviously messed up in the head, for whatever reasons. Do I feel an ounce of pity for him? Of course I do. But goddamn. One has to draw the line somewhere. And this is where I draw mine. Period.

The guy deserves to be looked into, in the least, that much I believe firmly. And preferably by law enforcement officials.

The misnomer of “people of color” / Hispanics lumped in with Muslim migrants during protests

Still thinking on those articles I read last night from the local newspaper about the protest staged downtown over immigration issues. What I find particularly uncomfortable in all of that, though I may have stated it in last night’s post on here already, is how the situation is being framed publicly as pertaining mostly to Hispanic immigrants yet Muslim immigrants wind up quietly included in the discussion as well. That gives me pause since these ethnic groups are not one and the same, not by a long shot. Because both happen to be minorities in terms of population here, and also because both groups possess skin tones containing a bit more melanin than commonly found among those of Irish or Scottish descent, still DOES NOT automatically equate with them deserving to be lumped in the same classification. Yes, both groups contain migrants, illegal or otherwise, and that’s where the similarities end. Their religions drastically differ, as do their lifestyles and general work ethics (from what evidence shows). As does their potential to become true allies with Western citizens.

This has me a bit unnerved honestly. That Muslim immigrants were slid into these conversations under the common banner of “people of color” without any hesitation or discussion on the differences in threat levels pertaining to members among these varied demographics is unsettling. To be pressured to become a “sanctuary” state essentially for Hispanic persons is one thing (and even there we need to consider the different national origins included under the banner of Hispanic since obviously not all are Mexican natives — Colombian concerns being a separate line of inquiry there), but to have that extended to far-flung “refugees” from Middle Eastern and African nations strikes me as too broad of an initiative. Hispanics quite often are Catholics and therefore compatible with Judeo-Christian ethics common to the West. Muslim Arabs and Africans obviously are not and instead aim to implement their Sharia Law wherever they settle (seeing as how they do not seem capable or willing to separate law and order from their religious convictions). The latter express little to no interest in assimilating in the cultures they migrate into and yet seem keenly interested in propagating their native religious edicts wherever they roam even in blatant defiance of the laws of Western nations. This creates an incompatible conundrum.

It strikes me as unfair that all so-called “people of color” be categorized as one when it is so undeniably clear how much these ethnic groups do differ. And I am concerned that Hispanic people will wind up tarred and feathered (so to speak) right along with the Muslim factions hidden within these movements and protests because they will appear to be apologists on their behalf. Yet plenty (if not most) of these Hispanic persons themselves would prove incompatible with Muslim migrants and their ambitions once they better understand them. It looks to me like SJWs are combining these varied groups to push their own political objectives without taking into serious consideration how this will impact the very ethnic groups they claim to be trying to protect the interests of. In the case of Hispanics, the language barrier prevents some of those migrants from thoroughly comprehending the ways in which they are being used to suit others’ political causes.

Each ethnic group would be better served by remaining separate and distinct and focusing on the issues specific to their own group. Because otherwise they’ll just wind up being dragged into political battles that don’t directly pertain to them and that might tarnish their image in the eyes of the public when it’s completely unnecessary and of no benefit to them. Let the Muslim migrants fend for themselves on the public stage rather than sneaking them in under the cloak of “people of color” that are in actuality predominantly Hispanic protests. Muddies the water to do otherwise, and it will only further complicate Hispanic people’s dilemma. Especially once more of them awaken to the realization of who they’ve been assigned as bed-fellows through these nonprofit organizations claiming to be doing their bidding.

It’s an uncomfortable situation brewing currently. I won’t pretend I’m not a bit irritated with my former volunteer organization and the role it’s playing in muddling these matters. Well-intended as I don’t doubt they are. Still. This, to me, is just further evidence of how political ambitions can cloud one’s judgment and wind up making a bigger mess, especially for the people they primarily set out to help in the first place. Mexicans and other Hispanics need not be lumped in with Muslim migrants and doing so will very likely cause them greater problems on down the road. But I suppose they get to learn that the hard way. Won’t claim skin off the backs of employees within such nonprofit organizations since they are already legal citizens without a dog of their own directly in this fight, despite all their hand-wringing and virtue-signaling. It won’t be them who potentially face deportation, and it won’t be their livelihoods that wind up jeopardized in the end. They’ll just move on to another social justice issue and try to find a way to become relevant there. And on and on it goes.

The concern I personally extend toward the Hispanic community isn’t equal to that which I extend to the Muslim community. And I doubt I am alone in feeling this way. So combining these disparate groups together under one umbrella will likely only serve to hinder the objectives of Hispanics wishing to continue residing within the U.S. And I can’t see how that’s fair to them.

More music for mid-February 2017

Sifting through songs I uploaded to my YT channel in recent years. All probably posted on here previously, but oh well.

“Hallucination” by David Bowie (from the Labyrinth soundtrack):

“Time To Let It Go” by Cedric Burnside & Lightnin’ Malcolm:

“I Just Don’t Know What To Do With Myself” by The White Stripes:

“Would You Lay With Me (In a Field of Stone)” — David Allan Coe:

Beautiful song there. David Allan Coe possessed so much talent, despite his raunchier musical creations that some continue to take issue with.

“I Put a Spell On You” — Nina Simone:

A beautiful rendition of that song. Never tire of listening to her sing it.

One I rarely listen to these days, “Lilac Wine” by Nina Simone:

Very beautiful song. Timeless.

Listen to me, why is everything so hazy?

Isn’t that he, or am I going crazy, dear? …

Such a heavy song…

“Runnin’ Down a Dream” by Tom Petty:

Footage there captured during my 2013 South-bound trek driving into Memphis.

“Lonesome Valley” — Fairfield Four:

Another South-bound trek captured there.

On that note I am heading to bed. Have a few appointments around noon tomorrow.

Back to music in mid-February 2017 (plus thoughts for the evening)

Had a nice evening. My former stopped over for dinner (the first time in many months since he’s been over here) and to spend time with the kitty. She adores him. They have their own little games they play that I just can’t recreate for her in as exciting of a manner. Tonight I decided to try my hand at a recipe I haven’t attempted in probably 5 years now: Chicken Pot Pie Stew. It comes together in a crockpot cooked on low for about 5 hours. Into it went two skinless/boneless chicken breasts, 1 can of cream of chicken, 1 can of cream of potato, 1 bag of mixed frozen vegetables, a small bag of tiny potatoes cut into halves, seasoning salts, fresh-pressed garlic, nearly 2 cups of milk, onion powder (should’ve added more of that), salt and pepper — served with biscuits on the side (went with Immaculate Baking Co.’s organic flaky biscuits since they are tasty and so much easier than attempting to make homemade biscuits — will leave that to my Grandma, great as hers always are). Turned out well enough. Not fabulous but pretty darn good. Easy meal for a winter night (though it doesn’t feel like winter here lately, crazily enough for this month when we’d normally be knee-deep in snow).

Headed back to his place for a few brews while watching the show Cops. Heh  Yeah, we’re super-cool like that. cool  Chatted about memories from Memphis and New Orleans trips and he reminisced about his run-ins with local cops back in the day (nearly two decades ago). Casual Friday night chit-chat before he headed to bed to rest up after a long, hard work-week. And now I am back home with a few tunes on the brain, per my norm.

One that keeps running through my mind this week is Moby’s “One of These Mornings”:

Beautiful song. Comes back across my radar from time to time.

While over at his place I did read a couple articles in last week’s newspaper, and come to find out the two main stories on the front page both relate with a woman I used to volunteer alongside in that Quaker peace-community organization years back. She’s a Hispanic woman from a South American country (if memory serves me right) who offers counsel to other local Hispanics (who make up our largest minority in this city and state). There’s local talk about trying to turn our public schools into “sanctuaries” for illegal immigrant students. These are K-12 schools, not colleges as I’ve heard about in states like California. But one article stated that the agreement they arrived at does not block school officials from cooperating with federal immigration officials if ever contacted by them, though they have yet to ever be contacted by ICE officials, the article reported. So it appears to mostly be a symbolic gesture in that regard, which I don’t have a major problem with so long as it’s not taken too far beyond that. I’m cool with the Hispanic residents we have around here and have never had trouble of any sort with any of them. Seem like fine people to me. Many of them work very hard and aim to stay out of criminal mischief, so that’s good. BUT problems do arise when it comes to the question of receiving government aid and whatnot — it’s a matter that will have to be reckoned with and sorted out as time goes on. Just so that it can be resolved and handled in an effective manner, hopefully.

Anyway, there was a fairly large protest staged downtown recently, come to find out, where reportedly hundreds of migrant Hispanics and Muslims and their allies showed up trying to press for more “sanctuary” measures in this state. Heard about it the other day but rarely go downtown and so didn’t see the protest myself. This woman I used to volunteer alongside with is proving to be a focal point in these stories because she provides legal and social aid to Hispanic immigrants, some of whom she claims are receiving more discrimination “over the last 9 months” (to quote from the article) than ever before in this city. Hard to imagine since I’ve never heard anyone here locally express anything but respect toward our Hispanic residents (and people do seem to love to tell me their racial grievances behind closed doors). Have heard some grumbling about some of the Muslims here, but that’s obviously a separate matter since they belong to completely separate cultures and religions. The concerns she relayed didn’t sound terrible. No beatings or attacks. Claims of some bullying in schools, whatever that might amount to. We’re a relatively crime-free area, particularly on this side of town, and so I’m imagining some classmates probably said some rude stuff to one another over the Trump election. As is to be expected among youths. We weren’t any nicer toward one another in the ’80s or ’90s, I promise you that much.

Still, I can see where she’s aiming to make her organization and her position within it seem more relevant in light of current mainstream media hysteria. Not that she seemed to have many local stories to work with or at least didn’t describe specific cases where we might become alarmed. All this pushing for “sanctuary” protection from the federal government is kinda odd though. Our state has been good about taking in refugees in the past, and we’re overall a pretty dang friendly community. Lots of caring people around who aren’t squalling to have people deported — quite the contrary. Myself included, when it comes to law-abiding Hispanics in particular. So when she says that some of her people don’t feel as safe here anymore, I’m wondering how much of that has to do with their perceptions changing due to current events in the news. Because locally we seem to be very abiding and helpful and not looking to sabotage these folks’ interests for nefarious reasons. Probably couldn’t ask for a better community than the one we’ve stumbled upon here. I know my gratitude has been growing since relocating to this area a little over a decade back. Good economy, plenty of job opportunities, friendly residents for the most part, low crime rate (compared to plenty of other big cities), greater respect for social freedom (in terms of choice of religion, political views and sexual orientation, especially compared to small towns in the Deep South), good quality utility companies and road crews and the like, etc. PLUS the cops and city councilpersons interviewed in the articles expressed care about hearing from their ethnic communities and stated they shouldn’t be afraid to report crimes regardless of their immigration status. This is probably the best a lot of us out here can hope for, so why people keep complaining over every little thing they can find to niggle about (on the front page of the local newspaper, no less) remains a bit of a mystery to me. Not saying that in anger, just in earnest.

Sometimes we’re better off counting our blessings. For they too might be gone one day…

Returning to music. Ground Up’s “People”:

Footage there was from my last South-bound trek back in 2016. Probably already posted that song on here before, but it’s still playing regularly in my car.

A song I have yet to entirely tire of, Red Rider’s “Lunatic Fringe”:

Lunatic fringe
In the twilight’s last gleaming
This is open season
But you won’t get too far
Cause you gotta blame someone
For your own confusion
We’re on guard this time
(On guard this time)
Against your final solution …

We all contain gremlins. Bad ideas, bad inclinations. Troublesome desires at times. Rage and wrath. Comes with the territory of being human. Good to ponder on that during calm moments too.

“Lord Have Mercy On Me” by Junior Kimbrough:

Another playing regularly in my car in recent months. Never tire of that one in particular. A prayer in a song.

“Burnin’ Sky” by Bad Company:

That one plays in my car regularly too.

Another personal favorite, “Ride With Yourself” by Rhino Bucket:

Footage there shown from my 2013 South-bound trek.

Another good one, “It Keeps You Runnin'” by The Doobie Brothers:

“Song to the Siren” by This Mortal Coil:

Very pretty song. Solemn and humbling. Like a prayer unto itself.

“Bitter Sweet Symphony” by The Verve:

Loved that one since it came out in the late ’90s. Never tire of it.

I can’t change my mold. No, no no …

Have you ever been down? …

Another I rarely tire of, “Her Eyes Are A Blue Million Miles” by Captain Beefheart:

Far as I can see she loves me …

I can’t see what she sees in a man like me, but she says she loves me …

Hmmm…

“Mea Culpa” by Enigma:

Sometimes we prove to be the “bad guys” in other people’s lives, whether we set out to do so intentionally or not. Stupid decisions can leave marks for many years, come to find out. Doesn’t require an external authority to teach one this lesson either. And sometimes our pain winds up being our best teacher. Hard lessons learned can prove to be a godsend.

Had a lively discussion tonight with a Nigerian man

Struck up conversation tonight with a native Nigerian man whom I spoke with on one previous occasion. Very nice man. Very kind and accommodating. Last time we talked he showed me a slideshow of his children and their “family house” back in Nigeria. His children are doing well, as are all of his direct relatives. This time I decided to question more deeply into his native culture and legal immigration into the U.S.

Love that guy. What a sweetheart! Such a nice human being. Our conversation wandered onto differences between Nigerian educational expectations and typical American black expectations on to cultural differences that he’s learning to adjust to, etc. Now that’s an immigrant who has his shit together and who’s helping his kids to become the best they can be in the U.S. I am seriously impressed. He’s a working man of obviously modest means or he wouldn’t be hanging out in that bar and interacting so much with the neighborhood locals, all of whom seem to appreciate him. The only damper on the evening was the (white middle-aged male) bartender approaching me while Gus was away to say that our conversation might potentially encourage others to join in and cause a ruckus, which never occurred. We both remained perfectly respectful toward one another and had a very engaging and interesting conversation that no one else attempted to butt in on. I personally gained a great deal from our interactions tonight and am grateful that Gus was so open and willing to share his opinions with me. So no problems for the bartender to worry about ever arose.

He educated me this evening in greater depth about his native country and the riffs occurring there. I asked about the Boko Haram debacle and he provided his honest understanding on the matter, which is (by my paraphrasing) that it’s totally fucked up and the northern Muslims keep attempting to enslave and mistreat the southern Nigerian Christians.  Was interesting to hear about it firsthand from a man who visits the region frequently and yet has learned to assimilate into the U.S. culture overall.

I explained to him my own background., so far as I’m knowledgeable about it. And we discussed how arranged marriages tend to be the norm where he comes from.

Very lively and interesting guy. Glad to have met him. He requested my number so as to notify him when I’m back at that particular bar for future conversations on such matters. Told him upon leaving that I’d like to hear next time his opinion about the Black Lives Matter movement, to which he chuckled. Surely he’ll give it a bit of thought before our next interaction.

Wish I could spell out all we talked about tonight but it’s nuanced and the night is growing dim on me now. Will just say that he’s an excellent example of a migrant to the U.S. who has heart and concern and who works hard toward helping his (now college-age) children to prosper. And that’s what I love to see. That’s what America is supposed to be about, in a nutshell. Not immigrants coming here who don’t give a damn and who openly state detestation of our country and its laws.

Anyway, in short, Gus is a great dude and I’m grateful to have run into him again tonight.

Pausing for Valentine’s Day…

Back in for the night and no longer in the mood to worry about the world’s problems. Not tonight. Needing to switch gears and show my softer side some attention.

Didn’t expect to have plans this evening. Just worked and came back home and prepared to lounge. Then my former texted to invite me over for pizza. Got ready and headed over and was surprised to see he’d bought me a bouquet of roses and a box of my favorite chocolates. And there I showed up with a bottle of Gatorade, a granola bar, and dark chocolate square — grabbing a few things I had around the kitchen, having not planned for us getting one another anything. That was really sweet of him. Watched the show The Big Bang Theory, then Family Guy and Robot Chicken, as we like to do. Was a nice, peaceful evening. No arguing. No grumbling.

One of the roses broke off its stem on the way home, so it’s now sitting on my desk in its own little mini vase. Very cute.

Kinda got me sentimental, ‘course I’ve been a little sentimental the last few days already. Not sure why exactly. Forever adjusting to what is…

Don’t really feel like writing much. Just gonna play a few songs I’ve long loved. Beginning with one that’s been on my mind since waking up this morning. Must’ve revisited me in a dream. “Captain of Her Heart” by Double:

A perennial favorite, Pink Floyd’s “Comfortably Numb”:

Another long-time favorite, The Doobie Brothers’ “Long Train Runnin'”:

That may just be my all-time favorite from that band.

The Cure’s “Love Song”:

“I Can See For Miles” by The Who:

That’s enough for tonight. Need to finish unwinding and head to bed.