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hey, fellow UPPies, we’re back!
no arms or eyes missing!
nothing like being out of ‘the loop’ to glimpse what’s really happening on the planet i can tell u! sitting atop the Atlas Mountains u gotta even ask yourself: whose loop was i in?!
and all that’s happening (but it’s HUGE) is that the Dinosaurs’ Last Stand continues its slow-motion but accelerating collapse, and more and more people are taking it for granted like it was always obvious, which further accelerates it :)
do we all begin to see now what i’ve been saying from the beginning of the irackattaq? not only that it was immoral and wrong? but that it was bound to fail and temporarily increase the problems? and that it was the Dinos’ Last Hurrah which would end in ignominious failure and speed the end of the, hmm, Middle Ages. for no dictator type will ever again be able to launch a war without the approval of his population, which will rarely be given. it’s the end of the Dino Age, folks, and if you don’t quite believe it yet, consider that, as the Dino Bandwagon collapses, more and more people will be jumping off it and it’s demise will only accelerate. and broaden. NOT slow down and dissipate (as B&B are praying)
for a whole alternative fever in the culture has been fanned into existence and outraged into action which is not going to disappear anytime soon, indeed it’s spreading wider and deeper, and i stand by my prediction that blair and bush will one day face firing squads :) (i’ll be against it :)
anyway, nice to be back :)
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http://www.truthout.org/docs_2006/042006J.shtml
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NewScientist.com
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the up! 0033 // 30, 05, 06
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contents...
p.03 Mexico Legalises Personal Possession of Pot, Cocaine, Heroin, LSD, Speed and Peyote
p.05 60% Of Young Americans Can’t Locate Iraq On A Map
p.07 Each American Household Is $750,000 In Debt
p.07 Who’s Behind The "Save Darfur" Campaign? The Israelis of course!
p.08 Eye to Eye A Poem to Americans by Gihad Ali, a Palestinian Youth,
p.09 How To Use A 3rd World Toilet
p.10 Pot Smoking Not Linked To Lung Cancer! OFFICIAL.
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my eyes are being bathed in a delicious green healing light that’s the sun’s rays filtering through the tree foliage when i walk my dog Jaunty for the first time in a month along the lesser travelled areas of the heath. after the desertified areas of the northern african continent, it’s like returning to Mother Nature’s bountiful emerald arms. sure, it’s Nature in the Sahara too, but it’s Mother on the Run, from the Sun, holding on against the terrible dry heat, miraculously sometimes.
and no more miraculously than in the case of my most important discovery on the caravanseraiclub’s Morocco safari this year. if human evolution was triggered, as i believe, when our african ape ancestors ate the magic mushroom, and if the greatest cultural level the human species has reached was during the long psychedelicised civilisation that was triggered and flourished successfully thereafter, then it follows that mushroom worship must have been, until very recently, the basic ‘religion’ of the peoples of Africa.
i’ve established recent and even current mushroom worship for myself in Ethiopia, where the fact they’re called “Devil’s Umbrellas” demonstrates how powerful their influence must have been to merit such slander from the Christian church. but the caravanseraiclub’s attempt last year to visit the famed but mostly inaccessible psychedelic wall paintings and carvings in the Tassili caves in southern Algeria was cancelled on British Foreign Office advice, but they’re known to have been created around 5000BC when this whole part of the Sahara was lush and largely rainforest.
it’s much harder to reach back beyond Islam, as i knew only too well from previous Moroccan ventures. it really militates socially against alternative ideas. but this time, when i enquired of our principal guide whether there was a Berber word for “the magic mushroom”, whether they were found anywhere in the Sahara, and whether they appeared in the fairy tales he’d been told as a boy, he answered affirmatively on all three counts. indeed he told me that some Japanese travellers he was taking along a track in the “Jerbel” oasis (?) had actually noticed 5 of them growing there! “they were very excited, they took many photographs of them” he told me.
Mother Nature on the Run from the Sun indeed. and oh, to be back in England now that Summer’s on the way! that’s how i was feeling by the end of the 4th week. the first 2 weeks of a caravanserai trip are usually the most exciting, over the 3rd week you kinda adapt & settle in and things slow down, and by the middle of the 4th week am always longing to be back in London - World Centre since Rave Culture rebirthed it. but both days back, so far, i’ve had to shelter from the rain. and wear my heaviest winter coat to protect my kidneys from the Big Chill more on hot sand immersion therapies below…
http://news.independent.co.uk/world/americas/article361584.ece#Scene_1
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Pot, Cocaine, Heroin, LSD, Speed and Peyote
Under the bill, it would be legal to have 25 milligrams of heroin, a fifth of an ounce of marijuana, or half a gram of cocaine. The bill also makes it legal to possess small amounts of LSD, hallucinogenic mushrooms, amphetamines and peyote.
http://www.nytimes.com/2006/04/29/world/americas/29mexico.html?ei=5094&en=a6ed1b527626f70f
>> begin to see a perceptible and irresistible historical movement?
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GREAT TALKS, AND GREAT SEX
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Fantastic stuff!
And wottabout this Bonobo Club we keep hearing he’s starting in October this year? With NO CHIMPS ALLOWED? Izzit true??!!! All Fraser will say is that “the recent discovery that we’re descended from the peace-loving, sexy Bonobo rather than the male-dominant, aggressive Chimpanzee is the single biggest breakthrough in Human History.” He adds: “Your average Bonobo has 24 orgasms per day which clearly demonstrates how our present Chimp culture has reduced our true Nature to a mere dribble :)”
Or, if you missed hearing Fraser recite his mind-blowing/history-changing “Monkey’s Magnificent Trip”, you have another chance below: just type “fraser” into their SEARCH box.
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oh yes, and the FULL MOON megatripolis@forever TIMEDANCE EXPERIMENT (APRIL 13th on Resonance Radio) was fantastic, and i have the strongest feeling that it is going to go really H U G E. but there was one problem: the radio station’s master recorder FAILED TO RECORD IT! so o o, does anyone out there have any kind of copy of the show? contact me if u do, ok?
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This Caravanseraiclub outing started, for me, the night before departure-day when Alan flew in from San Francisco and showed up at my door with Caress, the “Oldest Hippy in the World” as I call him in ‘Wow! Wow!’, my series of stories about the parallel reality models of a pot smoking urban ape and his straight dog. Alan’s dressed all in black like a cowboy, with black leather waistcoat, black levis, and long black sideburns that almost join. Caress, of course, looks and dresses like Gandalf and can certainly play the role, a lot of the time, though not all of the time.
Despite my best intentions, these outings inevitably turn out to be a mix of Seekers of Truth and the Big Brother House - placing a party of uniquely individualised personalities in an exotic, unfamiliar atmosphere virtually guarantees it! The first BB drama, then, was that Alan’s suitcase had been lost. Lost on United Airlines. But, since nothing’s ever that simple with the caravanseraiclub, it turned out he’d accepted a $1200 bribe to surrender his seat, and it was then that he’d lost his case. Since the latter contained far less value than he’d just received, he was still ahead.
I can’t go through all the madness of the events when our party of 7 landed in Marrakech. The different styles and ages of the characters - 2 political activist ladies, Lucy, a true zippy cybervixen with a heart as big as Wales, and Liz, an Ozzie vunderlady who could happily crunch 2 corporations for breakfast Elisa (whom I first face to faced on the plane itself!) a long london lady of swirls and ambient angles who dresses just this side of exotic and whom the Arabs immediately hail as Fatima, embodiment of Beauty. She meditates, and all her friends have advised her she’s nuts to go on such a venture with people she doesn’t know!
And not to forget for a minute Max, a 30 something polytantric raver whom I’ve ‘known’ around clubland since Megatripolis days, and who’s navigated most sexual variations with an open friendly experimental mind. He’s immediately swept up with/by a French tart/Arabic freethinker. It would take a novel to cover the first 3 days, which were merely the waiting room for the Desert!
So I’ll complete this section with a list of other BB situations this group has existentially experienced in traversing the “Red City”, and a thousand kilometers of Atlas Mountains, after which I’ll get in to the Seekers of Truth section cos that was kicking along mightily too.
Alan’s lost suitcase, for example, continues as a lesser, or greater, and finally a joke theme for the rest of the week. It supposedly follows him to Marrakech (which seemed a definite mistake to me) but he’s now given up totally on it and bought himself new black t-shirts and levis etc.
Or POLYSEXUAL RAVER MISSES PLANE how about that?! Will he get stung to come on the next day’s flight, or give up and disappear? It’s his first time abroad. Knowing him over the long years of the rave scene, my hunch is somehow he’s gonna end up living in Marrakech for a considerable time. In my book, he and Fatima are least likely of the group to return to Britain within the month.
We don’t even know where we’ll be staying when a pair of taxis from the airport drop us a few hundred yards from the great el Jafna square in the heart of the blazingly hot city (means ‘place of the dead’ because it used to be the site of public executions). As we drag our cases through the snake charmers, herbal magic practitioners, food stalls, Ganawi bands, hypnotists, conmen and French tourists who cram the square, I’m searching eagerly for this cheap, utterly Moroccan hotel I remember so well from my last stay. Unencumbered by a real sign, and certainly not in English, it possessed a mostly unused flat roof whose unparalleled view over one of the old wonders of the travelers’ world constituted the ultimate Millionaire’s View. But will it still be there? Surely it’s a Hilton by now, what with the massive increase in French tourism that we see all around us.
It’s not. It’s still there, though now with a modest sign bearing the word ‘HOTEL’. And it’s still £3 a night! We book 2 large 3-bed rooms, the Boys and the Girls. Max has missed the plane. The girls make the first of their excited disappearances to explore at least the edges of the endless indoor soukhs that surround the area.
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A law should be passed by the UN that no country may aggress upon another unless over 50% of its “liberated democracy” can locate the aggressed country on the map and spell and pronounce it right too.
http://news.independent.co.uk/world/americas/article361584.ece#Scene_1
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In the Men’s Room, both my companions snore. I knew Caress did from previous trips together, but Alan too! I don’t know if I can take that.
Next morning I wake with the dawn, or near enough for me who usually gets up around 1pm, and head for the roof to start taking in the sun. I do a full hour of yoga since one of my main aims is to institute a daily hour of yoga practice which I can maintain upon my return and for the rest of my life. In this I have been successful.
Then I drift off into a lovely warm sleep, my body skin soaking up the full spectrum Light, only to wake and find the Boys have gone off with the key and I’m stuck with a pair of shorts and a hotel blanket for several hours. Doesn’t help my irritation with the other side of Caress. So everyone’s been out and around the amazing soukhs and is blown away to the max except moi, sitting distressed on the roof, in the noonday sun, and it turns out i got dizzy from the heat and burned by the sun so that I have to avoid it for the next week.
I manage to persuade Driss, the day manager, to find me a single bed which turns out to be the same 3 quid! And, unbelievably, Max turns up that night to take my empty bed! The next night, in fact, he winds up with 2 moroccan girls in tight skirts and disappears with the key and Caress makes such a fuss in the hall about it that he terrifies the girls who think it’s a Bust, and then, they assure me, he woke up most of the hotel (though not me in my snug little one room.)
So I quit Marrakech on the 3rd day, as planned originally, with the 3 ladies, leaving Max with girl problem, Caress with group problem, and Alan who’s now lost his passport! And, according to Liz, it COULD have been taken by the Moroccan girls! That night, after a very long busride through stupendous daytime Atlas mountains, with Lucy in tears at the beauty and scale of the world beyond the cybersphere, I try to catch up on my Update but can only write:
"I can’t write it down. Nobody would believe it! We’ve lost half the group already! One to Sex, One to General Group irritation*, and One who’s lost his Passport!"
* I ended the trip with a a new take on Caress. As an old friend of his told me: “He’s not going to change so accept him as he is or don’t it’s as simple as that.” So that’s what i did on this trip. Caress is a National Treasure, truly, just don’t let him bowl you over unless you want him to :) and NEVER let him hold your door key!
Oh yes, and my wonderful friend and colleague the dog Jaunty insists that I announce that word arrived this afternoon from farthest shores of London that his Panic has died down now, he no longer sits at the window looking out for me nor races off in the street with some mad notion of where I might be. Indeed, so my flat sitter reports, he’s accepted that it’s not the End of the World after all, and Life does indeed go on :)
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It took 204 years for the U.S. government to accumulate its first $trillion debt, according to the Financial Times, but now it adds that much every 18 months! George W. Bush has added more debt than any president who ever lived. In fact, he's added more debt than all of them combined.
How long can the world fail to notice? Since December the dollar has been trending down.
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No Increased Risk For Even The Heaviest Smokers!
While a clear increase in cancer risk was seen among cigarette smokers in the study, no such association was seen for regular cannabis users.
Even very heavy, long-term marijuana users who’d smoked more than 22,000 joints over a lifetime seemed to have no greater risk than infrequent marijuana users or nonusers.
Donald Tashkin, MD, of UCLA’s David Geffen School of Medicine presented the findings at The American Thoracic Society’s 102nd International Conference, held in San Diego.
www.foxnews.com
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A Poem to Americans by Gihad Ali, a Palestinian Youth.
And tell me what you see
You don't see a damn thing
cause you can't possibly relate to me.
You're blinded by our differences.
My life makes no sense to you.
I'm the persecuted Palestinian.
You are the American red, white and blue.
Each day you wake in tranquillity.
No fears to cross your eyes.
Each day I wake in gratitude.
Thanking God for letting me rise.
You worry about your education
And the bills you have to pay.
I worry about my vulnerable life
And if I'll survive another day.
Your biggest fear is getting ticketed
As you cruise your Cadillac.
My fear is that the tank that just left
Will turn, and come back.
America, do you realise
That the taxes you pay
Feed the forces that traumatise
My every living day?
The bulldosers and the tanks
The gases and the guns
The bombs that fall outside my door
Are due to American funds.
Yet do you know the truth
Of where your money goes?
Do you let your media deceive your mind?
Is this a truth that no one knows?
You blame me for my self-defencef
Against the ways of Zionists
I'm terrorised in my own land
And I'm the terrorist!!
You think you know all about terrorism
But you don't know it the way I do
So let me define the term for you
And teach you what you thought you knew.
I've known terrorism for quite some time
Fifty- four years and more
It's the fruitless garden uprooted in my yard
It's the bulldoser in front of my door
Terrorism breathes the air I breathe
It's the checkpoint on my way to school
It's the curfew that jails me in my own home
And the penalties of breaking that curfew rule
Terrorism’s the robbery of my land
And the torture of my mother
The imprisonment of my innocent father
The bullet in my baby brother.
So America, don't tell me you know about
The things I feel and see
I'm terrorised in my own land
And the blame is put on me.
But I will not rest, I shall never settle
For the injustice my people endure
Palestine is OUR land and there we'll remain
Until the day OUR homeland is secure
And if that time shall never come
Then they won’t see a day of peace
I will not be thrown from my own home
Nor will the fight for justice cease
And if I’m killed, it will be for Falasteen
It's written in my breath
So in your own patriotic words
Give me liberty or give me death!
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I didn’t go into any detail of the hard time the Girls had with life in Africa. The Hygiene Question in particular. But, parallel to their excitement and inspiration, it was tuff on them, that’s for sure. It made me write the following piece as advice for travellers…
Perhaps I have only known the cheaper ones, but the Western Flush Toilet has always seemed to me to be one of our more absurd inventions (among many). Quite apart from the more recently recognised ecological disaster of its gigantic wastage of water (2 gallons per dump or even tinkle izzit?), the, ah, landing zone around the exit hole presents such a shallow tho ‘attractive’ angle to the arriving detritus as to seem specifically designed to guarantee a contact-stick. Which is presumably the exact OPPOSITE of requirements, right?
(The truth is, of course, that the flush toilet was designed purely to protect unhealthily polite Victorians from ever having to contemplate their own ‘disgusting’ bodily fluids & solids. Jack Kerouak has a magnificent passage involving millions of gallons of precious water sloshing amurrican faeces down thousands of miles of pipes and hence, invisibly, to the Ocean in order that their recent possessors need never contemplate their whole mucky business).
Uses way too much precious water, is designed so that the muck inevitably sticks to the sides, and then there’s the unhygienic aspect of the shared seat. What a disaster of design!
Add to these the physiological/medical downsides of the position which the flush toilet forces on our bodies; this will become clearer as we concentrate the Classic 3rd World Toilet Model.
For the Universal Toilet that has faithfully served WoMankind for probably millions of years is much more elegant, simple and, above all, efficient on all levels. Basically it consists of an exit hole with 2 raised footprints for standing on. There is also a tap within easy reach of the squatter, with a bucket.
The hole means business, plunging straight down without flinching, thereby presenting the minimum area for contact-sticking. Surely a basic requirement.
Now position yourself on the footprints, and squat as Mother Nature designed you to do. All western kids are born naturally able to squat but most of us have long lost the ability, and this alone probably causes a quarter of all the medical problems we suffer. The pressure of the thighs on the stomach, you see, encourages and facilitates maximum evacuation, whereas the western toilet position means we have to force the issue ourselves, and even then our body position resists.
HINT: most toilets are situated near a wall, enabling you to lean back and remove the pressure, rather than wobble precariously as most weak-ankled westerners do. The longer you squat the more will be forced out. This is not true for the western model.
The praises of squatting cannot be oversung. Apart from everything else, it strengthens and straightens the spine, enlarges the blood flow, stimulates and massages the inner organs as in Yoga, and develops natural balance.
As you’re having the healthiest possible evacuation, you could be filling the bucket to, say, half full. Pull it round near your left hand. If there’s a cup as well as a bucket, or just a cup, the method is, with the right hand, to fill the cup (from the bucket or the tap) and then to dribble it down the back of the buttocks while working the area clean with the left hand. Repeat till clean. If only a bucket is available, simply use the left hand to scoop water onto your rear until clean.
Note that direct contact is always confined to the left hand. Believe it or not, this is what is meant in the Bible when it advises: “Never let the right hand know what the left hand is doing”. Easterners never use the left hand to eat nor to shake hands with. Tuff and even sinister if you’re left-handed in the East of course!
Mildly shocking though this might seem to western ears, it is much more hygienic than toilet paper. You can always wash your left hand clean, but paper leaves particles on the target zone and can never, let’s be brutally honest, get it as clean as can water.
Now stand up (hard the first few times, but bodies develop muscles you know!) and flush the remaining water down the hole and surrounding area. Fill the bucket almost full and flush this too over the hole and footprints. Clean the hands directly under the tap and then dress.
You can, of course, finally wash your hands again in the sink outside.
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Israel always tries its best and by all means to further splinter Arab entities, which were created by Western Colonialism, to smaller entities based on religious and ethnic factions.
In Sudan, the enemy distributed 1500 Mossad agents in the surrounding countries to support the Sudanese separatist movements. This is what happened in the Kurdish area in northern Iraq, and probably Syria, Iran and Turkey (despite the Israeli/Turkish cooperation imposed by the U.S.), and what they tried to do in Lebanon and probably in Al-Maghrib Al-Arabi.
Adib S. Kawar
>> and now it looks like they did it in Kosovo as well.
I'm glad you brought this up. Here comes this PR campaign right after the latest instalment of the Osama CIA-Mossad Greatest Hits Video.
I've read for years that the US and others have shipped weapons into Sudan from Chad to our School of the Americas boy John Garang.
The US creates a problem in order to charge heroically in to solve it, and black people are the victims as usual.
This is also the first move to confront China.
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