Step #1:
Boycott Everything Until Prices Come Down.
Corporations owned by the 1% keep on raising prices and collecting windfall profits. They will keep on doing that until people quit buying. If they could, they would charge $100.00 for a Quart of Milk... The only reason they don't is That's MORE Than the Market Will Bear.
Step #2: Sneak Marijuana Cookies onto the Buffet Tables of the Hotels near Capitol Hill in Washington DC. If the "Suits" that Run the Government had a Cannabis Trip... maybe they would think twice about doing evil for a living. Place some Cannabis Edibles in the Senate Dining Room also... At the very least they would change the CrazyLaws® about Marijuana... Those Laws have been Abused to Harass and Incarcerate People That the Ruling Class Does Not Like. Activists, Blacks and Mexicans. One little known effect of Nixon's Failed War on Drugs is that People that are Incarcerated Have Fewer Children. It's a Convenient Technique for Geneocide. The Genes of Inmates are Not Passed on to the Next Generation.
Step #3: Cut the Pentagon Budget in Half. This will really anger the Ruling Class as They Profit Greatly from Corporate Welfare. Remember: Since 1945 the US Military has Never Defended the USA... Not Even Once... So all that money being spent at the Pentagon is Just a Way to Transfer Wealth from the Taxpayers to the Owners of Defense Corporations... The same Owners Finance the Campaigns of the Senators and Congressmen that Write the Bills that Fund the Pentagon... So the Money Travels in a Tight Circle... and YOU GET NOTHING...
Step #4: Stop Funding Fossil Fuel Corporations. "U.S. taxpayers spend tens of billions of dollars a year subsidizing new fossil fuel exploration, production, and consumption, which directly affects how much oil, natural gas, and coal gets produced—and how much clean energy doesn’t." https://generation180.org/the-absurd-truth-about-fossil-fuel-subsidies/
Step #5: YOUR IDEA HERE! Email Me: gregvan (at) yahoo (dot) com
Disclaimer: I Do Not Believe that Assassination is the Best Path Forward. I Believe The Ruling Class Can be Re-Grooved and Their Insane Beliefs Flipped!
In the Early 1960s There was a Group of Women that Believed they Could Change the World by Giving LSD to the Leaders of Humanity. Mary Pinchot Meyer was one of these people and "supposedly" she gave LSD to JFK. and then He decided that the Vietnam War was a Bad Idea... The Corporate Leaders that Stood to Make a Profit by Selling Helicopters, Agent Orange, Napalm, Bandages and Meals Ready to Eat... Then They Had JFK Assassinated so they Could Make Their Huge Profit...
Maybe that Plan was a Great Idea! Give LSD to the Captains of Industry, Movie Stars, Authors, Musicians, Politicians and Leaders of The Church... all the Churches... What if Thousands of Muslims went to Mecca and Took a Trip?
a Practical way to Psychedelicize the Ruling Class would be to Give them LSD While they are College Students at Harvard, Stanford, Yale, MIT and Princetion... What if a Criminal Traveled to Basil, Switzerland and Brought Home The Super Pure LSD that is being used in the Clinical Trials There? Offering Super Pure LSD to Fraternity Members Could be a Selling Point that would Cause Thousands of Undergraduates to GO FREAKING NUTS! We are the Entitled Few and So We Trip on the Very Very Very Best!
It's unlikely that they would somehow FORGET their Wild Weekend... and Their System of Values Would be Changed Forever... maybe instead of Doing Evil for Money they would FLIP THE SCRIPT?
Here's an Interesting Book:
Mary's Mosaic: The CIA Conspiracy to Murder John F. Kennedy, Mary Pinchot Meyer, and Their Vision for World Peace:
https://www.amazon.com/Marys-Mosaic-Conspiracy-Kennedy-Pinchot/dp/1510708928
In Timothy Leary’s 1983 memoir titled Flashbacks: A Personal and Cultural History of an Era, he claimed to have known Pinchot Meyer personally and said she influenced Kennedy's "views on nuclear disarmament and rapprochement with Cuba."[15]
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and Now for Something
Completely Different.
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In general I Believe the Official Story of 9/11. Osama bin Laden Planned and Financed IT. Saudi Arabian men Hijacked Airplanes and Flew them into the World Trade Center in New York City. HOWEVER... Two Major Mysteries Remain. Why are there no photographs of an airplane at the Pentagon? How did the owner of WTC Building SEVEN know in advance that he would have an opportunity to set off a Controlled Demolition? It takes at least a week to place the charges...
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My FaceBorg Account Has Been Hacked! Future Crazy Posts are Not Mine... Now I've Got Plausible Deniability... Because
My FaceBorg Account Has Been Hacked!
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| Computers Can't Read Text Hidden in Pictures - That's the Basic Idea of Those "Are you a Human" Tests |
A Couple of Comments from FaceBorg:
SG Said: "Compost the rich. Both your violets and vegetables will grow much better."
and SD Said: "In the wee hours of the morning, before the crack of dawn when only the "night watchman" was around, the entire 500 channels with nothing on complex was leveled. There was nothing for the masses to shoot up, as long as the repair crews were kept at bay. People didn't know how to react at first. These were untested waters."
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Here's a Previous Story in the Same Vein.
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Digital Monkeywrench. (a silly science fiction story)
Chapter Zero: Bob said: "What if a person created a computer program that would repeatedly email our elected representatives with the message 'Legalize Marijuana' ... once a day, Everyday... email them all...
Barbara Boxer, Dianne Feinstein, President Obama, Rush Limburger... I remember in a UNIX programming class I took, that you could schedule batch jobs to happen on a regular basis... and there was a command to send an email with subject [your subject here] and body[what you have to say here]"
Sally replied: "It's a bad idea to spam, but a digital monkeywrench? Who knows, I'm not doing it... certain jail time for any hacker that commits
such an act..."
such an act..."
Bob said: "You are right, Sally, we should not do a dastardly deed like that, hand me the pipe." and
Bob&Sally spent a quiet evening at home without causing any trouble on the internet.
The End.
However, in an office building in Northern Virginia, John, an employee of a "three letter agency" was listening to a tape of the conversation in Bob&Sally's living room...
John said: "The END! The END??? We will decide when it's The END! Was It The END When Jim Morrison Sang at The Whiskey A GO GO?
I'm gonna write that digital monkeywrench myself... they can't arrest ME, I work for a 'three letter agency' We can do anything! No Laws for US!"
I'm gonna write that digital monkeywrench myself... they can't arrest ME, I work for a 'three letter agency' We can do anything! No Laws for US!"
His co-worker Susan replied: "You have the quote wrong, John. That's Belushi's inspirational speech from the movie 'Animal House'"
John replied: "You're right, Susan... I guess it's not a great idea anyway, hand me the pipe"
and John&Susan spent a quiet evening at the office without causing any trouble on the internet.
and John&Susan spent a quiet evening at the office without causing any trouble on the internet.
The End.
or is it?
(continued below the image)
John said: "We SHOULD continue monitoring Bob&Sally's communication... after all, they match the ECHELON LIST... Check it out, 100% KEYWORD MATCH!"
Susan Said: "Yes, it's fun to spy on Americans... especially when they are doing the nasty... It turns me on to listen in."
John Said: "Look at this list, clearly these folks are a menace to the New World Order."
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California art Eureka Obama trippy mushroom psychedelic marijuana Humboldt Arcata magic Romney hippie rainbow legalize war cosmic peace freedom president music protest Mitt hemp Ecology gathering election power quest CA trip weed enlightenment free question sanity Farmville grass dead Afghanistan evil math Vanderlaan Iraq sculpture love fraud Paul awareness bush joke LSD anonymous Facebook fiction grateful republican science space video visions abstract beach fun UFO USA Zazzle NSA visionary World alien Chico CIA county crazy kinetic madness ocean party state book future redwood rock sixties tea party The End
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California art Eureka Obama trippy mushroom psychedelic marijuana Humboldt Arcata magic Romney hippie rainbow legalize war cosmic peace freedom president music protest Mitt hemp Ecology gathering election power quest CA trip weed enlightenment free question sanity Farmville grass dead Afghanistan evil math Vanderlaan Iraq sculpture love fraud Paul awareness bush joke LSD anonymous Facebook fiction grateful republican science space video visions abstract beach fun UFO USA Zazzle NSA visionary World alien Chico CIA county crazy kinetic madness ocean party state book future redwood rock sixties tea party The End
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Susan Said "Wow, I had no idea. Johnny, pass me the pipe... Let's spend a quiet evening at home... I've got that new DOORS CD and we could turn on the LOVELIGHT... "
The End. really...
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Here's Another One in the Same Vein.
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T.G.A.N. ~~~ A Silly Science Fiction Story: Not a Blueprint for Revolt... No, No, Not That!
“You are under arrest” said THE MAN.
“Eat Lead, Copper.” said Merle.
and THE MAN did…
They were at a remote marijuana plantation in Humboldt County and Merle was not about to let Federal Law Enforcement interfere with his profit. Too Bad, So Sad for THE MAN’s next of kin but everyone voluntarily selects their own career… It appears that THE MAN’s choice of livelihood was not the most brilliant idea.
The next puzzle was how to dispose of the body… Ecologically…
This area of the woods is home to BEARS and BIGFOOT… Someone was going to get a free lunch… and here comes one now…
“DANG” exclaimed Susan “These reality TV Shows are SOOOOO predictable… The criminal always gets caught in the end. BORINGGGGG. I’m changing channels right now. “
CLICK.
“Whoosh” went the speaker in the TV set.
“Oh Boy, A Space Opera. ” said Susan.
“Whoosh-whoosh” went the speaker in the TV set.
“Who are you talking to?” asked Bob as he entered the room with a pizza and six pack of [product placement].
“Nunya Beeswax” said Susan.
“Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh-KA BLOOOEY!” went the speaker in the TV set.
“Wow, Look at that!” said Bob.
“The SLIME from the dead alien is dripping onto the floor” said Susan.
“And it stinks” said Bob.
“That’s ABSURD. These new TV sets from [product placement] with ‘SMELL-O-VISION’ are more trouble than they are worth.”
CLICK.
TALKING HEAD: “In other news, Dr Ron Paul has accepted the Republican Party Nomination for President of the United States. We go live to the convention floor where a riot has broken out. “
CLICK.
“Wait a second, go back to that news report. That’s an event that DID NOT HAPPEN.”
“Oh don’t be surprised, it’s FOX news… they often write fiction and present it on the TV as Actual News. “
“Are you sure? They seem so sincere.” said Bob
“Yep, they have meetings, get blasted on mind altering substances and write collaborative fiction…” replied Susan
“Sounds good to me.”
“Yes. We’ve got some fiction to write ourselves… because this story is starting to drag.” Complained Susan
“Hey, I’ve got an idea!” Let’s watch CNN, they tell the truth…
CLICK.
“In other news, President Obama Legalized Medical Marijuana today. Stating, “I was wrong, tragically wrong… I asked my doctor and she said there IS medicinal value to Medical Marijuana… So we have stopped the DEAth Squads… ” said the talking head.
"Oh-oh… CNN has gone NATIVE also… have we a distortion of the space-time continuum?" Questioned Susan.
"YES!" exclaimed Tom...
"Tom? Tom? Who are You? And Why are you in MY DREAM?" wondered Sally...
"Don't worry about WHY, let's just enjoy this dream world... Would you like to smoke a dream REEFER?"
"Sure, since this is just a dream, I'll be able to pass my drug test back in real world..."
"You're going BACK? Why? asked Fred...
"Fred? "Fred? who.ru?"
"Me? I'm just here for the... [fill in the blank activity]... Ever since I learned to Lucid Dream I've been taking CONTROL of my dreams and engaging in the most amaZING adventures...
and then there was Tom. Tom McGuinniss-Stout. He always kept his first name the same but changed his last name for every job. He worked for the [three letter agency] this time as a [action hero job] but also would work as [variety of job description list] depending on who he was trying to fool.
"Well, since everyone is here... let's twist the plot." said everyone...
[cue theme music: "The Twist" by Hank Ballard and The Midnighters]
"Look, a computer... Can I use it for a moment?" said Tom McGuinniss-Stout. "I need to do some research to help develop my character. This time I play the part of an Anonymous Hacker and it would be useful to have a clue as to what they do."
[cue powering up sound effect]
"They Fight Evil" said Sally "Look at this list... "
Wars in Afghanistan, Iraq, Vietnam, Panama, Nicaragua and all those other UNDOCUMENTED wars...
Laws prohibiting cannabis...
NDAA...
DRONES...
Nuclear Power Plant construction in Vogtle, Georgia USA...
Laws: Peyote, LSD and Psilocibin are Illegal...
Operation Fast and Furious...
WTC7...
Twinkie...
False Flag...
HSBC...
Bradley Manning...
Jury Nullification...
"Freedom Fries"...
Citizens United...
Banking in the Cayman Islands...
Federal Subsidies for Oil Companies...
the Lack of any photographs of an airplane flying into the Pentagon on 9/11/2001...
American Type Culture Corporation selling Anthrax to Saddam Hussein...
Iran-Contra...
the Gulf of Tonkin incident...
US Patent #6630507...
MKULTRA...
Thermite...
John Lennon, JFK, MLK and RFK assassinations...
"Oh my, what can one person DO? This list is so long and growing daily." complained Fred.
"Exactly." said Tom McGuinniss-Stout. "What CAN you do? Me, I expose the evil ones online... You, will have to select your own plan of action... You may get a hint by reading books... "The Monkeywrench Gang" by Edward Abbey or "Crossfire" by James Patterson"
"No Thanks" whined Fred... That's too much effort... I think I'll watch TV instead. The Corporate Propaganda Channel is my Favorite."
"Which Channel is THAT ONE? inquired Sally.
"EVERY ONE" sang everyone in chorus...
... but the seed was planted in Fred's Mind...
"What CAN I do to fight evil?" he wondered...
"The US Military trained me in many specialized skills, I can go out into the woods and survive. I can shoot a rifle accurately. I can shoot a rifle accurately. I can shoot a rifle accurately."
Those words echoed around in his brain... Thoughts simply would not leave him alone...
"What IF?"
"Earth to Fred, come in Fred... Earth to Fred, come in Fred... WAKE UP!" said Tom McGuinniss-Stout.
"Your dream-time images are so powerful they are projecting into what we laughingly call Reality... and what I see is not "groovy". Do NOT allow the evil ones to rent space in your mind. Awaken... "
"Thanks." said Fred. "I was spiraling into a descending dog house of despair."
"Dog House? Questioned Tom McGuinniss-Stout.
"Yes, as in the Hank Williams song 'Move it on Over' " Explained F.Red.1[at] JoMamma[dot]com.
"Here, read a Book and let your troubles melt away... " and Tom McGuinniss-Stout handed Fred a copy of 'Crossfire' by James Patterson...
"Don't give him THAT ONE!" warned Sally "It's his Manchurian Candidate Trigger."
"I know, I'm his MKULTRA programmer and Today is the Day... Unleash the Hounds!" Stated Tom McGuinniss-Stout
[cue spooky music here]
"Whoa... I see a Witch, and it's Green... and there is a Conductor... and a Twinkie... and There is Little Debbie and she is holding out a train ticket. Hey, I understand... I grasp the Concept, I'm going to Greenwich, Connecticut to MANIFEST my Destiny!" Shouted F.Red.1 in a voice that can only be describes as Orgasmic Glee. (OK, maybe Beatific, or Enraptured would work as well)
"Hand me my Twinkie... The Game is Afoot." requested F.Red.1
"I CAN'T hand you a Twinkie... that company was forced out of business by corporate raiders." said Sally. "They live in Greenwich, Connecticut... maybe when you are there you can get one from them."
"Bastards!" shouted F.Red.1
"NOW HOLD IT RIGHT THERE." SAID THE CENSOR. "AS A REPRESENTATIVE OF AN UNNAMED THREE LETTER GOVERNMENT AGENCY, I HEREBY TWIST THE PLOT. FROM NOW ON IT WILL ALL BE BUTTERFLIES, RAINBOWS AND UNICORNS. NONE OF THAT 'TURNER DIARIES' MANIFESTO THINLY DISGUISED AS FICTION."
"But this is My Dream Sequence..." stated Sally. "You can't just march in here and Declare Martial Law... This is not Watertownn, Mass... In MY dreams I AM TRULY FREE."
"NOT EXACTLY... NOT SINCE 9/11/2001." SAID THE CENSOR. "Everything Changed."
AND then the plot twisted...
[fade to a pastoral scene... The Eloi* were relaxing by a river eating grapes and swimming without waiting an hour after lunch.]
"I Say... said one... All those conspiracy theories about Morlocks* seem so silly to me."
"So true, we live in Paradise." responded another...
"What if we took a drive to Chico? It's only 12 miles away. It is Friday Night and there is a free concert in the park... Tonight It's Jeff Pershing... He sings the most positive worldbeat music ever... We could be 'Dancing Beneath the Stars'. "
(~);-} http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7f6EotzN45s {-;(~)
Click on the link above to listen to Jeff Pershing Band...
"Actually, you are misinterpreting what I was saying..." said the Eloi. "When I meant was we live inside a Pair of Dice... Look around you, see the spots? One over there, six over on the opposite wall... Oh NO! Here comes the giant hand to pick us up and roll away... Brace yourself... He bounces the dice off the back wall of the table at the casino. That's a wild ride."
"Come on Seven... Baby needs a brand new pair of shoes!" Exclaimed the Gambler...
...and the dice bounced off the back wall, out of the table, onto the floor and out the door... clearly not a valid roll but when he went outside to retrieve the Pair of Dice, he noticed the wonderful aroma of pine trees... He turned around and there it was, Lake Tahoe.
"Wow, that's some BLUE Water. and look, the Eloi are escaping!"
To Be Continued... Same Bat Time, Same Bat Channel...
and Now a Bit of Space to Enjoy a Psychedelic Art Show...
American History: Author Ken Kesey was a Paid test subject in Project MKULTRA, the CIA LSD Experiment to see if Drugs could be used as weapons of war.
They also tested LSD on Robert Hunter (Lyrics-Grateful Dead) and Stewart Brand (Whole Earth Catalog Author). Ken Kesey Employed the Dead to play at his Acid Tests...
so, WAS the Grateful Dead Tour a CIA Experiment to see what would happen if millions of people used LSD?
I certainly feel that if the Police WANTED to arrest all the LSD Merchants that worked the Parking Lot, they would have had an easy time... So, maybe they were bought off by the CIA so that the MASSIVE Distribution of LSD could continue... Maybe the Grateful Dead Tour was DEPLOYMENT of MKULTRA because the CIA felt that they were undermining the Anti-War Movement... Radicals that were Protesting took LSD and Dropped Out to go live on Communes in the country, grow some vegetables, chickens, weed and Children,
Mickey Hart and Bob Weir belong to the Bohemian Grove... This all makes sense to me as The Grove was started as a getaway for artists, musicians and journalists who wanted a private place to party outside of San Francisco... So Bob Weir and Mickey Hart would be a great addition to group sing alongs around the campfire...
Timothy Leary was a CIA employee who wrote the "Leary Personality Test" years before he ate Magic Mushrooms and LSD.
https://gvan42.blogspot.com/2017/06/great-books-project-mkultra-cia-lsd.html
Mickey Hart and Bob Weir belong to the Bohemian Grove... This all makes sense to me as The Grove was started as a getaway for artists, musicians and journalists who wanted a private place to party outside of San Francisco... So Bob Weir and Mickey Hart would be a great addition to group sing alongs around the campfire...
Timothy Leary was a CIA employee who wrote the "Leary Personality Test" years before he ate Magic Mushrooms and LSD.
https://gvan42.blogspot.com/2017/06/great-books-project-mkultra-cia-lsd.html
Great Books: Project MKULTRA CIA LSD American History "The Search for the Manchurian Candidate" by John Marks
MKULTRA: a CIA Mind Control Project in the USA during the 1950's and 1960's. They were looking for a way to use drugs as weapons of war. For example: LSD as a way to simply get the "enemy" to lay down their arms, voluntarily... like, too stoned to fight...
50th anniversary of the Summer of Love... The Diggers, Haight Ashbury, LSD and the Grateful Dead.
and SC Said:
I'm a proud Baby-Boomer and the 60s was my favorite decade! I'm in my 60s and love the 60s!
I Replied:
The 1970s were excellent also... But the Sixties had all that Interest in Going to the Moon... That totally changed Elementary School for me and Then I grew Up to be a Designer of Computers... Exactly what I had been programmed for... School Emphasized Math/Science: we were all to become Rocket Scientists... and as a Matter of Fact, I designed equipment that flew on Airplanes... and then there was the Summer of Love, Woodstock and The Stonewall Riots. The Ending of the Draft... Ecology... Women's Lib... Black Power...
and then I read:
The donkey told the tiger, "The grass is blue."
The tiger replied, "No, the grass is green ."
The discussion became heated, and the two decided to submit the issue to arbitration, so they approached the lion.
As they approached the lion on his throne, the donkey started screaming: ′′Your Highness, isn't it true that the grass is blue?"
The lion replied: "If you believe it is true, the grass is blue."
The donkey rushed forward and continued: ′′The tiger disagrees with me, contradicts me and annoys me. Please punish him."
The king then declared: ′′The tiger will be punished with 3 days of silence."
The donkey jumped with joy and went on his way, content and repeating ′′The grass is blue, the grass is blue..."
The tiger asked the lion, "Your Majesty, why have you punished me, after all, the grass is green?"
The lion replied, ′′You've known and seen the grass is green."
The tiger asked, ′′So why do you punish me?"
The lion replied, "That has nothing to do with the question of whether the grass is blue or green. The punishment is because it is degrading for a brave, intelligent creature like you to waste time arguing with an ass, and on top of that, you came and bothered me with that question just to validate something you already knew was true!"
The biggest waste of time is arguing with the fool and fanatic who doesn't care about truth or reality, but only the victory of his beliefs and illusions. Never waste time on discussions that make no sense. There are people who, for all the evidence presented to them, do not have the ability to understand. Others who are blinded by ego, hatred and resentment, and the only thing that they want is to be right even if they aren’t.
When IGNORANCE SCREAMS, intelligence moves on.
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and then I read on FaceBorg:
Murgatroyd ? Do you remember that word?
Would you believe the spell-checker did not recognize the word, Murgatroyd?
Heavens to Murgatroyd!
The other day a not so elderly (I say 75) lady said something to her son about driving a Jalopy; and he looked at her quizzically and said, "What the heck is a Jalopy?" He had never heard of the word jalopy! She knew she was old ...But not that old.
Well, I hope you are Hunky Dory when you read this and chuckle.
About a month ago, I illuminated some old expressions that have become obsolete because of the inexorable march of technology.
These phrases included: Don't touch that dial; Carbon copy; You sound like a broken record; and Hung out to dry.
Back in the olden days we had a lot of moxie . We'd put on our best bib and tucker, to straighten up and fly right.
Heavens to Betsy!
Gee whillikers!
Jumping Jehoshaphat!
Holy Moley!
We were in like Flynn and living the life of Riley ; and even a regular guy couldn't accuse us of being a knucklehead, a nincompoop or a pill. Not for all the tea in China!
Back in the olden days, life used to be swell, but when's the last time anything was swell? Swell has gone the way of beehives, pageboys and the D.A.; of spats, knickers, fedoras, poodle skirts, saddle shoes, and pedal pushers.
Oh, my aching back! Kilroy was here, but he isn't anymore.
We wake up from what surely has been just a short nap, and before we can say, "Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle!" Or, "This is a fine kettle of fish!" We discover that the words we grew up with, the words that seemed omnipresent, as oxygen, have vanished with scarcely a notice from our tongues and our pens and our keyboards.
Poof, go the words of our youth, the words we've left behind. We blink, and they're gone. Where have all those great phrases gone?
Long gone: Pshaw, The milkman did it. Hey! It's your nickel. Don't forget to pull the chain. Knee high to a grasshopper.
Well, Fiddlesticks! Going like sixty. I'll see you in the funny papers. Don't take any wooden nickels. Wake up and smell the roses.
It turns out there are more of these lost words and expressions than Carter has liver pills.
This can be disturbing stuff! (Carter's Little Liver Pills are gone too!)
Leaves us to wonder where Superman will find a phone booth.
See ya later, alligator! Okie Dokie.
Well, that's all the Monkey Business I have to share with you today.
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Roy Lichtenstein was the only time that the Question on The Jeopardy! TV Show was WRONG! The Question was "What are Pixels?" but the Correct Question is "What are Ben Day Dot Patterns?" because when Roy was Painting in the 1960s, Pixels Had Not Become Popular Yet. He's famous for a Newspaper Comic Strip Style... and That was Made using Ben Day Dot Patterns.
Lichtenstein’s work was also criticized for its lack of artistic flair and creativity. However, this was a deliberate choice by the artist. He used commercial techniques to make his work look as if it was ‘printed’ like a comic book. This included Ben-Day dots and a restricted, four-tone color palette, which was used by comic and poster printers, to get his desired effect.
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