I used to make forays into BC's magnificent mountains as a young man. The solitude, the harshness of the land is acceptable except for one thing; when you are constantly in the center of a cloud of 200 large hungry mosquitoes, 12 huge hornets, 25 wasps of varying bizarre species trying to fly up your nose, in your ear, into your mouth, 100 noseeums, and worst of all huge bigger than bumblebee horseflies that dive bomb you and hit you like a bullet or sneak up on you and bite a chunk out of you with their probisci through 3 layers of heavy work shirts leaving massive bloody red welts on you, you find there is no beauty or romance or anything. It's just brutal shit. And it's incessant night and day. There is no relent. It's not tolerable unless you are being paid substantial sums of money.
I've never seen this accurately represented in any movie. In fact 99% of movies or more are a complete and total waste of time for any sane intelligent person.
I've always had this strong intuitive sense that POF was good for you if you were a totally bald bad smelling programmer and a weebo with a taste for the ugliest pan faced gooks. You're the kind of guy that studies Japanese with intensity solely for the purpose of being able to read anime in the original form.
Black lords launched papyrus gliders from the Egyptian pyramids and flew them on the jet stream all the way to Mexico and Peru where they taught the noble indians to build their own pyramids, and showed them how to build their own jet stream gliders from Lake Titicaca papyrus so they could launch them from their own pyramids and visit their noble black friends in Thebes.
There was thus a vibrant trade between these distant nations..
Detroit was destroyed by the removal of tariffs with "Free Trade" starting with the opening of the St Lawrence Seaway, the US Canada Autopact and going on down the line till the entire rust belt was in ruins.
Comprehensive Annual Financial Reports. There's two sets of books..The government is being stripped silently, covertly of tens of trillions of hidden finanical assets by the banker elite criminals. They know that wealth is sitting there...they're on the boards directing this hidden vast wealth...and they've kept it secret from you. The public is distracted with Britney and football and Tray Tray...they have no idea of how rich they are and how it's being all stolen from them.
Before 2008 the US held well over $60 trillion in assets which are for the most part hidden from the public. The entire derivatives scandal, and the banker bailout were in effect a stripping of assets from the witless American people by illegal swindles and treachery by the bought and paid for public officials.
There is no debt
The debt is a fraud.
Even without resolving that the debt could be easily dealth with by imposition of a 1% Tobin Tax on all derivatives transactions.
Add a 8% tariff on all imported manufactured goods and you have a huge surplus within 8 years and a booming economy with lots of jobs.
Crawford married her final husband, Alfred Steele, at the Flamingo Hotel in Las Vegas on May 10, 1955. Crawford and Steele met at a party in 1950 when Steele was an executive with Coca-Cola. They renewed their acquaintance at a New Year's Eve party in 1954. Steele by that time had become the President of Pepsi Cola. Alfred Steele would later be named Chairman of the Board and Chief Executive Officer of Pepsi Cola. She traveled extensively on behalf of Pepsi following the marriage. She estimated that she traveled over 100,000 miles for the company. Steele died of a heart attack in April 1959. Crawford was initially advised that her services were no longer required. After she told the story to Louella Parsons, Pepsi reversed its position and Crawford was elected to fill the vacant seat on the board of directors.
Crawford received the sixth annual "Pally Award", which was in the shape of a bronze Pepsi bottle. It was awarded to the employee making the most significant contribution to company sales. In 1973, Crawford was forcibly retired from the company at the behest of company executive Don Kendall, whom Crawford had referred to for years as "Fang."
Why does a tard with a 40 IQ have to go to a theater? Just plump the fucker down in front of a 50" tv screen with the Little Mermaid on in an endless replay loop and a huge bag of Costco chips and the fucker is happy as a clam.
They got knocked off by Led Zeppelin but I think they were a much better band, a much more creative band with a better sound, a true San Francisco sound than Led Zep ever was. Led Zep was hyped up r&b...Iron Butterfly was a true LSD band.