The Passport

And so this seems to be yet another one of those recycle this blog posts that I find myself posting on this blog every so often these days...
For what reason is the number of that passport immigration law that prohibits freedom of travel amongst humanity anywhere on planet earth, and that Section 666 Social Security Act, cashless society, national I.D., the number of your name to receive any state services and everything else in between thing, 666? Is this that save no man that he may buy or sell except that he have the mark of the beast thing in the book of Revelations. Is this written in prophecy somewhere. Did George Orwell or Nostradamus predict this? Is that a coincidence or on purpose that this law has the same number of that beast thing. And who or what is the beast, and what is that mark on ones right hand or forehead. What does that mark represent or mean, if anything. And what's up with that UPC bar code photo that I placed in this blog entry. And for what reason do all universal product codes contain this number. What the heck does that mean? Is that the number of the beast, the number of man? And what's that New World Order, Verichip and RFID tag thing all about. Big Brother, Brave New World and technology are here and that's a whole another blog posting. And I have heard so many green card immigration nightmare stories about green card marriages, lotteries and green card everything else in between. Of people leaving a country and not being able to return for whatever reason. And the stories of loss of life while crossing a border, whether by land or sea. And for what reason are there boarders, divisions, restrictions, barriers and territories of land in this world. And for what reason are people not free to travel anywhere in the world without the permission of someone else. Who invented this concept. Is it possible to undo this passport, visa, citizenship, where are your papers to come here law so that everyone can be free to travel anywhere in this world. For what reason does this concept exist. And who is a foreigner. Aren't we all strangers in this land. Is another world possible. No one is free when others are oppressed. It is Sunday today, day of God, a day of rest. Or is that Saturday, the Sabbath, Sabado. And what does this have to do with a No Police State?

A HONK! Festival 2010 Van Ride

And so it could have been a scene straight out out National Lampoon's Vacation, that funny travel vacation movie that maybe isn't so funny when it finds itself in real life, as I found myself with The Himalayas, that marching band group marching its way to the HONK! Festival 2010, that fifth annual festival of activist street bands that converged in Harvard and Davis Square in Somerville and Cambridge, Massachusetts, near Boston on October 8-10, 2010 the other day. And so again I found myself with the Himalayas at one of those All Car Rent A Car Brooklyn Car Rental places somewhere in the middle of Brooklyn to be found in that city of New York that is to be found in that country of America that is to be found in this world somewhere, waiting to take that rent a van to the HONK! Festival. And so I found myself waiting, and waiting, and waiting, and waiting, and waiting and waiting, and waiting, at that rent a van place that took an hour to open that took another hour for that van to be cleaned out, that took all of that rent a van payers money to fill up that empty tank of gas it came with that gave no discount or acknowledgement of the inconvenience of leaving two hours later than planned. And I guess it's a good thing there were no planes to catch and only a gig to possibly miss from that rent a van that had some of those door latches missing and one of its wheels misaligned to where it became a shaking vibrationmobile whenever its wheels went over 60 miles per hour giving one images of ones life flashing before their very eyes the whole trip there and back, maybe. And I heard it said all because some other NYC car rental place was overbooked for the holidays. And so back to that Honk festival. And some of this years marching bands from around the country included AfroBrazil, AMP Radical Marching Band, Bahamas Junkanoo Jumpers, Barrage Band Orchestra, Black Bear Combo, Brass Liberation Orchestra, Bread and Puppet Circus Band, Detroit Party Marching Band, Dirty Water Brass Band, DJA-Rara, Emperor Norton's Stationary Marching Band, Environmental Encroachment, Expandable Brass Band, Extraordinary Rendition Band, Factory Seconds, Himalayas, Leftist Marching Band, Minor Mishap Marching Band, Rude Mechanical Orchestra, Second Line Social Aid & Pleasure Society Brass Band, Seed and Feed Marching Abominables, Springville All Star Marching Band, Veveritse, and What Cheer? Brigade and more. And that Honk Festival with the Himalayas and more rocked as in that YouTube video above. Have a great HONK Festival day.

Go Greyhound

Hey bloggers, or whoever could be reading this blog. "Go Greyhound and leave the driving to us". Or something like that I think their motto goes. And from what I recall throughout my travels here on planet earth is that people sometimes take that Greyhound bus to that destination in somewhere North America and leave the driving to them. And those sides of those buses seem to have a photo of a hound dog going somewhere on them I guess. And so what's that greyhound bus ride all about when one goes cross country in that country of North America, as it seems as if one has to be up to some serious adventure between sleeping sitting up for days at a time, trying not to sit near the bathroom seat if possible, getting off those buses at all hours of the day and night to transfer to another bus on one of those buses, trying not to get left behind at the rest stop or stranded at the side of the road kind of bus rides, reading one of those novels and books non stop even if it isn't even interesting kind of rides to ride one of those buses and wondering whether to sit near the front or back of the bus kind of Greyhound bus rides. And that ride sometimes seems to be a ride of hard knock stories. And if one can get two seats to themselves to sit and sleep in on that Greyhound bus ride, wow! What's that Greyhound bus ride all about.

An Arizona California May Day

And so looking at that Gregorian calendar on the wall, that holiday or workers of the world unite day of a May 1st day to be observed seems to be tomorrow. And so in other thoughts, that topic about an Arizona law and a California immigration debate seems to be in the news a lot lately. So much that it seems to be the headline of the day. And it seems to have something to do with people being able to travel freely, populations and an illegal immigrant law in Arizona or California. And shouldn't people be able to travel freely in the world anywhere? And so I came across this event as one of those facebook events in my facebookaholicness where part of it reads something like a rally as follows:

"Do I Look "Illegal" Day

Location: everywhere

In defiance of the new bill in Arizona and in support of the Arizona citizens who will face harassment every time they step out their doors, the call is out for everyone to ask the question: "Do I look "illegal?" during the week of May 1st to May 8th. The focus is on raising awareness on the day of May 1st but by the overwhelming response, putting out this message is extending for the rest of the week.

Post the question as your status on Facebook. Throughout the day, send the question out on Twitter. Ask one another the question, "Do I look illegal?" Hopefully, this will get all of us thinking and discussing what exactly does "illegal" look like..

Finally, wear shirts, buttons or hold signs saying, "Do I look 'illegal'?" and take pictures to either send the Governor of Arizona and/or post them here..

NEW INFO: If you're in SF, there will be the usual May Day March supporting immigrant workers. This year the protest will take place on Saturday, May 1, 2010, assembling at noon at 24th and Mission streets in San Francisco, joining other May Day protests in New York, Los Angeles, Detroit, and many other cities. Show up, wear your Do I Look 'Illegal?' shirts, buttons etc..

This idea was initially from my roommate over a conversation the other night. Then I saw that a t-shirt was being sold that had the same message. So it made sense to take it a next step and share the idea of a "Do I Look 'Illegal?'" Day with my FB family and friends..

And this facebook event has 77,153 confirmed guests and a host of comments to go along with it.. Wow! Is that a record for a facebook event invite? And so I thought to repost the following posts that I have posted on this blog before some time a while ago that have something to do with humanity travelling freely.

The Passport

For what reason is the number of that passport immigration law that prohibits freedom of travel amongst humanity anywhere on planet earth, and that Section 666 Social Security Act, cashless society, national I.D., the number of your name to receive any state services and everything else in between thing, 666? Is this that save no man that he may buy or sell except that he have the mark of the beast thing in the book of Revelations. Is this written in prophecy somewhere. Did George Orwell or Nostradamus predict this? Is that a coincidence or on purpose that this law has the same number of that beast thing. And who or what is the beast, and what is that mark on ones right hand or forehead. What does that mark represent or mean, if anything. And what's up with that UPC bar code photo that I placed in this blog entry. And for what reason do all universal product codes contain this number. What the heck does that mean? Is that the number of the beast, the number of man? And what's that New World Order, Verichip and RFID tag thing all about. Big Brother, Brave New World and technology are here and that's a whole another blog posting. And I have heard so many green card immigration nightmare stories about green card marriages, lotteries and green card everything else in between. Of people leaving a country and not being able to return for whatever reason. And the stories of loss of life while crossing a border, whether by land or sea. And for what reason are there boarders, divisions, restrictions, barriers and territories of land in this world. And for what reason are people not free to travel anywhere in the world without the permission of someone else. Who invented this concept. Is it possible to undo this passport, visa, citizenship, where are your papers to come here law so that everyone can be free to travel anywhere in this world. For what reason does this concept exist. And who is a foreigner. Aren't we all strangers in this land. Is another world possible. No one is free when others are oppressed. It is Sunday today, day of God, a day of rest. Or is that Saturday, the Sabbath, Sabado. And what does this have to do with a No Police State?

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Immigration

And on this day is Sunday, that sabbath day of rest, or is that Saturday. And yet I find myself blah blogging away for some reason on this blog. And for some reason that verse from the bible comes to mind, "Foxes have holes, and birds of the air have nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head". And that other verse, "A brother is born for adversity". And a friend mentions to me that war is a business. Is war a business? And is it George Orwell's statement from that nineteen eighty four movie, the war is not meant to be won, it is meant to be continuous. And another friends mentions that another friend has been denied entry to that country of the United States, or deported from a country for various reasons. And what does that word immigration mean, to migrate, to travel? Does that internet bible dictionary Wikipedia have an entry for that. And I have heard horror stories of whole families being separated, destroyed and torn apart from this idea of Immigration And Naturalization Services, INS company that seems to be some form of modern day slavery to me. And what about those visas, green cards, forms, applications, petitions, employment, interviews, Department of Homeland Security, U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Services, residence alien from outer space, illegal aliens, refugee, asylee, settlement, immigrant, nonimmigrant, genealogy, nationality, naturalization things. What does this all mean. Are we all not foreigners and strangers in this land. The whole idea that one can prevent another from travelling freely from one place to another on this planet of earth I can not comprehend. And has humanity become slave to computers, that modern invention of technology, to where one is no longer a human, but becomes a robot to technology, a machine, some sort of beast like thing. No one is free when others are oppressed. And what does this have to do with a No Police State?

Backpacking

Traveling and the backpacker. And I must say, I have always thought of the image of that backpacker backpacking it in their travels and sometimes even hitch hiking it across the country in their travels and adventures as a cool idea, as I think more of this type of travel was done by people decades ago during those more free spirit of a times. And I think there are London hotels where there is still backpacking to be found. And I would imagine that there must be a whole science and technique to the art of backing around town and beyond, maybe. And that if one could not figure out how to go about this that there must be lots of information, tips and travel guides to be found online as far as how to backpack. And I always think of the image of backpacking as traveling with as little personal belongings as possible, maybe. And I have heard many a story and tales of peoples travels throughout London and Europe and staying at various places throughout their travels. And those are always usually stories of freedom to explore to me. So whether the campground, backyard or hostel, have a great travel day.

Born Into Restriction

A friend was telling me abut the situation in that is it a city, continent or country of Cuba? And that friend was saying something about how one does not have the freedom to travel freely outside of Cuba. Once born into Cuba and not having the freedom to travel nowhere else outside of Cuba. How is that possible. And this friend went on to say something about the United States, the states that are united I guess, have placed some sort of embargo, or is that a restriction against Cuba for some reason or another from years and decades ago to where only people with money can leave the country or something like that. And then there are banana boats, crossing the border, coyote slave houses, illegal immigrants and all of the perils of risking ones life to travel freely. And this all reminds me of that photo above, the upc bar code and 666, save no man that he may buy or sell except he have the mark of the beast. No one is free when others are oppressed. And the following are some of those blah blog posts that I have blaghed about regarding this subject in times past.:

And on this day is Sunday, that sabbath day of rest, or is that Saturday. And yet I find myself blah blogging away for some reason on this blog. And for some reason that verse from the bible comes to mind, "Foxes have holes, and birds of the air have nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head". And that other verse, "A brother is born for adversity". And a friend mentions to me that war is a business. Is war a business? And is it George Orwell's statement from that nineteen eighty four movie, the war is not meant to be won, it is meant to be continuous. And another friends mentions that another friend has been denied entry to that country of the United States, or deported from a country for various reasons. And what does that word immigration mean, to migrate, to travel? Does that internet bible dictionary Wikipedia have an entry for that. And I have heard horror stories of whole families being separated, destroyed and torn apart from this idea of Immigration And Naturalization Services, INS company that seems to be some form of modern day slavery to me. And what about those visas, green cards, forms, applications, petitions, employment, interviews, Department of Homeland Security, U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Services, residence alien from outer space, illegal aliens, refugee, asylee, settlement, immigrant, nonimmigrant, genealogy, nationality, naturalization things. What does this all mean. Are we all not foreigners and strangers in this land. The whole idea that one can prevent another from travelling freely from one place to another on this planet of earth I can not comprehend. And has humanity become slave to computers, that modern invention of technology, to where one is no longer a human, but becomes a robot to technology, a machine, some sort of beast like thing. No one is free when others are oppressed. And so I thought to post a blog entry that I posted a while ago on this blog.:

The Passport

For what reason is the number of that passport immigration law that prohibits freedom of travel amongst humanity anywhere on planet earth, and that Section 666 Social Security Act, cashless society, national I.D., the number of your name to receive any state services and everything else in between thing, 666? Is this that save no man that he may buy or sell except that he have the mark of the beast thing in the book of Revelations. Is this written in prophecy somewhere. Did George Orwell or Nostradamus predict this? Is that a coincidence or on purpose that this law has the same number of that beast thing. And who or what is the beast, and what is that mark on ones right hand or forehead. What does that mark represent or mean, if anything. And what's up with that UPC bar code photo that I placed in this blog entry. And for what reason do all universal product codes contain this number. What the heck does that mean? Is that the number of the beast, the number of man? And what's that New World Order, Verichip and RFID tag thing all about. Big Brother, Brave New World and technology are here and that's a whole another blog posting. And I have heard so many green card immigration nightmare stories about green card marriages, lotteries and green card everything else in between. Of people leaving a country and not being able to return for whatever reason. And the stories of loss of life while crossing a border, whether by land or sea. And for what reason are there boarders, divisions, restrictions, barriers and territories of land in this world. And for what reason are people not free to travel anywhere in the world without the permission of someone else. Who invented this concept. Is it possible to undo this passport, visa, citizenship, where are your papers to come here law so that everyone can be free to travel anywhere in this world. For what reason does this concept exist. And who is a foreigner. Aren't we all strangers in this land. Is another world possible. No one is free when others are oppressed. It is Sunday today, day of God, a day of rest. Or is that Saturday, the Sabbath, Sabado. And what does this have to do with a No Police State?

Immigration

And on this day is Sunday, that sabbath day of rest, or is that Saturday. And yet I find myself blah blogging away for some reason on this blog. And for some reason that verse from the bible comes to mind, "Foxes have holes, and birds of the air have nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head". And that other verse, "A brother is born for adversity". And a friend mentions to me that war is a business. Is war a business? And is it George Orwell's statement from that nineteen eighty four movie, the war is not meant to be won, it is meant to be continuous. And another friends mentions that another friend has been denied entry to that country of the United States, or deported from a country for various reasons. And what does that word immigration mean, to migrate, to travel? Does that internet bible dictionary Wikipedia have an entry for that. And I have heard horror stories of whole families being separated, destroyed and torn apart from this idea of Immigration And Naturalization Services, INS company that seems to be some form of modern day slavery to me. And what about those visas, green cards, forms, applications, petitions, employment, interviews, Department of Homeland Security, U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Services, residence alien from outer space, illegal aliens, refugee, asylee, settlement, immigrant, nonimmigrant, genealogy, nationality, naturalization things. What does this all mean. Are we all not foreigners and strangers in this land. The whole idea that one can prevent another from travelling freely from one place to another on this planet of earth I can not comprehend. And has humanity become slave to computers, that modern invention of technology, to where one is no longer a human, but becomes a robot to technology, a machine, some sort of beast like thing. No one is free when others are oppressed. And so I thought to post a blog entry that I posted a while ago on this blog.:

The Passport

For what reason is the number of that passport immigration law that prohibits freedom of travel amongst humanity anywhere on planet earth, and that Section 666 Social Security Act, cashless society, national I.D., the number of your name to receive any state services and everything else in between thing, 666? Is this that save no man that he may buy or sell except that he have the mark of the beast thing in the book of Revelations. Is this written in prophecy somewhere. Did George Orwell or Nostradamus predict this? Is that a coincidence or on purpose that this law has the same number of that beast thing. And who or what is the beast, and what is that mark on ones right hand or forehead. What does that mark represent or mean, if anything. And what's up with that UPC bar code photo that I placed in this blog entry. And for what reason do all universal product codes contain this number. What the heck does that mean? Is that the number of the beast, the number of man? And what's that New World Order, Verichip and RFID tag thing all about. Big Brother, Brave New World and technology are here and that's a whole another blog posting. And I have heard so many green card immigration nightmare stories about green card marriages, lotteries and green card everything else in between. Of people leaving a country and not being able to return for whatever reason. And the stories of loss of life while crossing a border, whether by land or sea. And for what reason are there boarders, divisions, restrictions, barriers and territories of land in this world. And for what reason are people not free to travel anywhere in the world without the permission of someone else. Who invented this concept. Is it possible to undo this passport, visa, citizenship, where are your papers to come here law so that everyone can be free to travel anywhere in this world. For what reason does this concept exist. And who is a foreigner. Aren't we all strangers in this land. Is another world possible. No one is free when others are oppressed. It is Sunday today, day of God, a day of rest. Or is that Saturday, the Sabbath, Sabado. And what does this have to do with a No Police State?

This Airplane Ride

Hey Bloggers, you may find yourself travelling sometimes for a vacation getaway, and ten you may need to book an airplane flight to get to your destination. And then there is that ago old question of how to get to that destination that your are going to in the most comfortable way possible. And if you find yourself travelling to your destination by airplane, you may find yourself freezing cold from an airplanes air conditioner and without one of those pillows they sometimes have by the end of that flight. And then what about those office buildings that are so cold, even in the middle of winter that it could have one wondering, for what reason is this place freezing inside with an air conditioner on in the middle of winter, and for what reason do I feel like putting on a winter coat to work inside of this building? Well Cabin Cuddler has an interesting solution to these situations. They can cuddle you while you are in that cabin or office with their wide range of products that include airplane travel blankets, airline travel accessories, fleece travel blankets, airline luggage, these really cool inflatable pillow and tote bag that turns into your own personal hygienic pillow case and more. These items are great for travelling and working in comfort, and they can be great for the home too. With the Cabin Cuddler, comfort haw never been more comfortable.

The Melting Pot

And it seems as if the only thing constant is change. Some stories do not end as you expect and everything happens for a reason. And it is the grim reaper that people seem to be born to die and some are cursed at birth and one can only play with the cards they are dealt with. And so those are some of philosophies of life I find myself thinking on this day. And so after my ears are ringing from everyones cell phone chatter of their life stories along the way, I am finding myself in this City of New York again. And there was a rainbow over the sky over that place that is called "The Melting Pot" that day. And I guess it was from the clouds and the sun that come together as one. And for what reason is this place called a melting pot anyway. Is it a pot that melts in some sort of way. And I think it is one of those synonyms of a place of all existing nationalities in one place, maybe. And after having travailled on one of those travelling tours as one of those tourists attempting to blog their vacation, I am now finding myself able to post those photos that I took as one of those blogaholic bloggers blogging their vacations. And those above photos are of the Kansas City Missouri area and their tourists sites they have around that town. And there seem to be a lot of photos that I attempted to post in this post. And Kansas City, Missouri seems to be a city of jazz, bar b que and fountains. And some of those photos above are of a city of fountains to be found throughout that town, and of the historic 18th and Vine jazz district, mostly known for where Charlie Parker, that well known jazz musician grew up and lived. And now the American Jazz Museum is located there on 18th and Vine, along with the Blue Room, a jazz club with live music, The Black Archives of Mid America and the Negro Leagues Baseball Museum. And is that a statue of Charlie Parker, and an artist sculpture rendering of Billie Holiday in those photos above? And there is a current exhibition in that Jazz Museum at the moment titled "381 Days", that is a photo history of the Montgomery Alabama bus boycott story during the civil rights movement era. And this exhibition is dedicated to the memory of Mrs. Rosa L. Parks. And Gates and Sons and Authur Bryants Bar Be que are to be found in that city also. And I also found myself at some cemetary looking at headstones of the deceased for some reason. And this citys inner city ghetto seems to be reeling in the midst of a crack epidemic and crime runs rampant as if it is the wild wild west. And what is the wild, wild west anyway. And the daily and nightly news seems to be devoted to crime, crime and more crime. And what would happen if no one died there or anywhere today, tomorrow or thereafter, would the media and the death industry be out of a job. As it seems as if it is a vicious cycle of a beast that feeds upon itself. And guns are the worst invention of an industry ever. If only guns could be abolished from every human being on the face of planet earth. And this city seems to be one of Americas cities that have become war torn zones suffering from what seems like a silent curfew, where there are no bars, clubs or nightlife entertainment to be found. Most every building seems to be boarded up and the only thing open are payday loan stores, liquor stores and churches, and one usually hides behind closed doors after dark. And the only advertisements and billboards to be found seem to be for gun shops and gun expos. And most every venue has a "No firearms, weapons or guns allowed on this property" sign posted on their entrance. And there seems to be entertainment and personal services further out into the surburbs of those who have left the inner city. And people have taken to srtipping light poles and air conditioners for copper, metal and money. And if and when one sees a polizei police person or any other official standing next to them with a gun, here, there or anywhere, does one ignore that person and their weapon as if that person has no intent to harm another. Is one supposed to pretend as if one could not lose their life at any given moment, for any given reason, by that person and their weapon standing next to them if they were to use their gun at any given time. No one is free when others are oppressed, Is there hope for the world and society. Where is the world headed. Peace on earth and goodwill to all mankind. And what does this have to do with a No Police State? Have a great travelling day.

Kansas City

And in continuation of my Kansas City Missouri blah blogs from that blog post a couple of posts ago.., I saw my first National Rifle Association sticker on a bus shuttle that was headed toward Kansas City, Missouri of all places, some place that seems to be somewhere between Dorothy and the Wizard of Oz and the wild, wild west to me. And that sticker was a red, white and blue eagle with guns and rifles and gold trimming on its circle rim on someones luggage. And what does this mean? And I could repost the same blog entry over and over in my appeal to end gun violence, to banish guns from the face of planet earth and from every human being on the face of planet earth, and from every form of advertising and marketing campaign, toys and video games. Is not society influenced by advertising? Guns are the worst invention ever. And it seems that crime is so rampant in this town of Kansas City that people are taking air conditioners, and stripping light poles to sell copper from these objects for money. And there are what seems like Wonderbread bakery outlets on every other block in this town, some sort of wonderbread nation. And the weakening economy of the George Orwellian never ending war for oil seems to appear more pronounced in this part of town as more and more people take the buses for transportation instead of driving ones car as the price of a barrel of oil and gasoline seems to go through the roof. And there are signs on the side of the roads and highways that advertise gun shows and expos at convention centers. And there are stores on the side of the roads that sell martial arts supplies, pepper spray and stun guns. And if only that fourth or is it fifth amendment can be changed to say the right to bear sticks and stones to protect ones property, instead of the right to bear arms, as if property is worth more than people. And is another world possible. Is it possible to have a world free of guns, gun violence and fear. No one is free when others are oppressed. And what would happen if nobody died or lost their life to gun violence tomorrow, would the death industry be out of a job. And it is an industry that feeds upon itself. And then there is that drug crack that has been invented and has changed the world and has infiltrated and destroyed the worlds inner city ghettos in the past two decades, seemingly forevermore. And what is that Cointelpro thing all about, that could be a whole another blog posting. And what is that beast machine in Europe, and that Carnivore intelligence program for surveillance thing in America all about. Does that Internet bible dictionary Wikipedia have an entry for this? And this all seems to be the mark of some beast to me, the beginning of the end of the last days of the world and society, its morals, values and its decline. And it is Kali Yuga, the Iron Age, the age of vice, the deceiver descending. And what about that 2012 thing. And is there hope for the world that seems to be spinning out of control in these days and times. And what does this have to do with a No Police State?

Gone Fishing

And I am gone fishing, or at least going fishing on a mission to that place in America called Kansas City, Missouri in middle america where seemingly lots of american flags are waved. And from what I hear, that inner City of Kansas City Missouri and Kansas is still reeling in the midst of a crack epidemic, and crime and gun violence are running rampant. And who invented that drug crack anyway, the State? And who is the state? And that drug crack and guns are the worst invention of a death industry ever, and it seems to be the Iron age and Kali Yuga and what seems like the beginning of the end of the world and the deterioration of humanity in these days and times. And there is a blight in this City I hear, so much that the only businesses open in the inner city are the churches and liquor stores. And schools are closing from segregation and desegregation as people move further and further out to the suburbs to avoid the inner city and its changing population and times. And has the face and population of the suburbs changed in time also? And I plan to be another one of those travelling travailling tourists again who attempt to blah blog their travelling travels I guess of whatever the tourists sites there are that that city has to offer. And from what I read, Kansas City Missouri is mostly known for Charlie Parker, that great jazz musician, and bar b que. And some tourists sites there to visit are places like Arthur Bryant BBQ, 18th and Vine, a historical jazz district which is located at the former railroad tracks and border of what was once the street where african americans could not travel past or move beyond in downtown Kansas City Missouri. And decades later, times seem to have changed indeed. And there is also the Negro Baseball Museum located there, The American Jazz Museum, The Black Archives of Mid America and a few other tourists sites I imagine. And I am not sure how my blogahohlicness and trying to find one of those computers to blog my blogaholicness may hold up during these times. And however these days and times may go have a great travelling and blogging day.

Travelling Times

And so again, I take this blog post as a great excuse to post more photos of that travail travelling time that I have been taking photos of the past few days. And those travail travelling times are a great excuse for me to take the camera out of the closet, whose only purpose seems to collect dust these days. And even in the midst of daily attrocities that seem never ending in these days and times with Yahoo headlines that read "Car bomb kills more than 50 at Baghdad market", and is that a holy war? and another Yahoo homepage headline news story that reads "Probe: Officials warned about harsh interrogation", another seemingly never ending atrocity article that is something about prisoners and detainees that are being tortured with dogs and other torture techniques and devices by militant armies simply because they are held captive for some reason. And yet the news headlines say the floods are flooding, the earthquakes are here on earth, the price of a barrel of oil is going through the roof, the cost of food is increasing, the rice, wheat and now the corn are disappearing, the war is never ending, Antartica is disappearing, the national debt is going through the roof, the United States Dollar and Uncle Sam are going broke with the European union Euro and the earth is ever changing, and the only thing constant is change. And I wonder if the bees, bats, frogs and fish are still dying and disappearing, and if this is all the beginning of an ecosystem food chain collapse and the beginning of the end of planet mother earth or something else or not. And yet still I find myself blah blogging away for some reason. And those photos above are of more bicycles on the streets of Munich, as Munich is the most bike friendly city I have ever seen with it's many bike paths and trails, a stark contrast to the mean streets of New York City that is not bike friendly at all and built only for cars and pedestrians and bicyclists in that town can become disposable road kill as drivers are not even penalized unless they happen to be drunk or intoxicated when there is a pedestrian or bicyclist death in that town. And what would that bicycle advocacy group Transportation Alternatives have to say about this. And that other photo above that I posted in this blog entry is of some giant recycling bins that are to be found on the streets of Munich, Germany. And where their recycled trash goes from there, I am not sure, but those big glass and paper recycling bins look sort of environmentally cool and interesting. And then there is that photo of a McDonalds with its big golden American and world wide fast food nation arches. And somehow it seems as if I could have travelled halfway around the world just to go to McDonalds in Germany for some reason I am not sure of. And there is that Kaufinger Strasse near that Marienplatz Glockenspiel Clock building with a pedestrian plaza that is all shopping all the time and seems to be a sensory overload with its shopping houses and stores that is sort of beyond Times Square 42nd street in New York City with its tourists. And there could be more photos that I would like to post of these travails and they are passing me now. Peace on earth and goodwill to all mankind.

These Travails

And I am still finding myself blah blogging somehow in these travails of Germany. And it seems as if I do not blagh my usual news and social events of the commentary of the day as I usually do for some reason in my blogaholicness. And so there is more photos of my travails and travels throughout this town that I would like to post to whoever if anyone other than myself may be readng this blog. And those are a few photos above of that Chinese Beerhouse that is to be found in the English Garden of Munich, Germany and of the inside of Adolf Hitler's office where the Nazi extermination all started, that is now turned into a music conservatory with no sign of Hitlers past and Germanys grim, dark history, and from the platfrom of that Felderhalle at Königsplatz or is it the Odeonsplatz again that has a putsch memorial to fallen putsch soldiers that people passing by were once required to give one of those Adolf Hitler gruß, Hitler greetings zeig heils to, and where Hitler's mass rallies took place. And I would hope to post a photo of al the bicycles that are to be found here in Munich, as Munich is the most bike friendly place I have ever came across with its many bike trails, lanes and paths throughout this city. There are almost as more bikes on the streets as there are cars on the streets. There is even a bike symbol posted on the stop signs, a far contrast to the mean streets of New York City that is not bike friendly at all and that seems to be built for cars only where one risks their life to ride a bike down its streets where every street seems to be a highway with literally no bike paths to be found anywhere and where one can possibly become disposable road kill in one of the many pedestrian and bicyclists deaths that take place there each year, month and day, and where drivers are not even penalized or even given a traffic ticket. And what would that bicycle advocacy organization Transportation Alternatives have to say about this. And another one of those photos above with the red and white flags everywhere is of the Turkish Fußball, football soccer team celebrating their win against was it Austria?, in one of those Euro 2008 soccer games that seem to have taken over this City of Munich at the moment with Euro soccer fever. And daily and nightly there are soccer matches between European countries like Germany, Italy, Turkey, Spain, France, Croatia and other European countries I cannot think of at the moment. And everyone on the streets seem to disappear to the bars and home televisions during soccer game time like clockwork each day. And watching these games on television or bars each night seems like watching one big advertisement, as those blatent advertisements from advertisers like Nutella, McDonalds, JVC, Canon, Coca Cola, Castrol, Adidas, MasterCard, Carlberg and other advertisers that surround the soccer field are what catches my eye the most more than the soccer game itself. And this game of soccer seems to be a war and division of nationalities and nations against each other to me for some reason. And again, there are maybe more photos of this City of Munich that I would like to post and they could be passing me now. Have a great blogging day.

Die Freies Musikzentrum München Konzerte

Hey Bloggers, and somehow in the midst of world attrocities taking place daily with headlines that read "Süudafrika: Das Protokoll einer Menschenverbrennung, Ernestos tödlicher Irrtum, Er kam aus Mosambik, war 35 Jahre alt und glaubte, im Nachbarland ein besseres Leben zu finden - doch dann brauchte ein entfesselter mob ein Opfer", some article in the Süddeutsche Zeitung German newspaper, with a photo of a man being burned at the stake by a mob, and another photo of a man in military gear with a gun that has something to do with african against african hatred against foreigners in South Africa, so much that even they are killing each other, and I can not really understand the language as it is written in German. And this concept I cannot understand, the idea that human man could possibly be inheriently violent against his brother. And maybe this concept could have something to do with Cain and Abel in the bible, as the descendants of man may have inherited this trait that man could be against man and brother against brother and a mans enemies shall be those of his own household. And even on the other side of the world I see guns as the worst invention ever and wonder if it is possible to abolish guns from every human being on the face of planet earth, and to abolish the images of guns from every form of advertising and marketing campaigns on planet earth. Does not advertising influence society. And even on the other side of the world, there are guns and the images of guns in the magazines and pop culture of Munich Germany such as the Filmfest Müunchen 2008 Offizielle Filmfestmagazin programm, there are photos of people holding guns on the pages of this magazne in film advertisements as if to look cool. Has this form of violence in advertising been since the beginning of time and will it be until the end of time, if ever. And is another world possible to be free from violence in advertising and marketing. And finally todays Yahoo headline reads "Gun rights is biggest issue for courts to decide." And in other random thoughts, I somehow found myself at the Freies Musikzentrum München Konzerte, the Free Music Center in Munich that has jazz, klassik and worldmusic. And the photo of that concert I placed in this blog entry. And that performance featured the Improv Now music of Carsten Radtke, Gitarre, Jürgen Schneider, perkussin, Leonhard Schilde, Piano, and Welf Dorr with this really trippy electronica sounding sound effect delay. And that music rocked. And I thought to post more photos of my travail travel photos in this blog entry because I am still attempting to blog this travel vacation as I see all of those other bloggers do of their vacations out there in bloggerland. And that other photo above is of the Siegestor. And even though I am not really sure what that door gates historical signaficance could mean, I thought it looked really cool at night. And there is another photo of that third reich walking tour from the other day of the Feldherhalle on the Odeonplatz, or is it the Königplatz Führerbau place, some buildings and plazas having to do with Hitler, the Nazis and Germanys grim dark history. And then there is that photo of one of those smart cars, some car that seems to be half the size of those big Amerikan cars and uses half the gasoline. And smart cars they seem to be indeed compared to the gas guzzling hughe suv's that are to be found in America contributing to the oil overconsumption and waste overglobalism crisis of the world. And again there are more photos and blah blogs of my blogaholicness travail travels that I would like to post in this blog post, and they are passig me now. Have a great travelling blogging day.