Julian Assange a Hero? I don't think so.

Julian Assange's Wikileaks dump in 2011 percipitated The Arab Spring. I remember some NBC correspondent in Tahrir Square saying, "Is this the beginning of the Wikileaks revolution?" Let me explain how it worked. The citizens of Tunisia, Libya, Egypt, Yemen, Syria already knew how corrupt their government were always, but now they had hard copy evidence they could hold in their fists as they took to the streets. In an inteview with The Rolling Stone the interlocutor asked Assange how he felt about getting credit for The Arab Spring. Assange stated he and his associated spent 12 months planning it. Assange started The Syrian Civil War and I can't escape that conclusion. If it wasn't for him there wouldn't be the 470,000 dead, the maimed, the refugess. I don't trust Julian Assange. I see somebody who gave the neo neo Cons an excuse to carve up the Middle East like they been doing, only more so. He played right into Hillary Clinton's hands in Libya. She couldn't wait to kill somebody. I wonder if Assange's game is a limited hang-out, making him a stooge for the NWO (pronounced newhoa). He's the perfect excuse to crackdown on the press too. I love you and your work Lionel, but this time I got to tell you ... the blood on Assange's hands matches his tie. He should be put on trial in The Hague for crimes against humanity.

	Alex J. Tamsula @AlexTamsula
Matches his tie. pic.twitter.com/Nkk2dtdELU 6:14 PM - 20 Apr 2017 Twitter By: Alex J. Tamsula @AlexTamsula

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Peanut Butter. Lyrics.

There's a food goin' around that's a sticky sticky goo
(Peanut, peanut butter)
Oh well it tastes real good, but it's so hard to chew
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All my friends tell me that they dig it the most
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Early in the morning when they spread it on toast
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I like peanut butter, creamy peanut butter
Chunky peanut butter too

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I like peanut butter, creamy peanut butter
Chunky peanut butter too

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(Peanut, peanut butter)
Ah-well, I took a big bite and it stuck to my teeth
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Hello George

The following Email was sent to George Lucas 03/23/03 

Hello George: 

I'm trying to find this guy I used to know. He called himself Joe Tamboola and he's this America-hating little shit with red hair and glasses and into Swing Dancing. Back in the year 2000 in Pittsburgh, during a period when I was running the cash drawer at one of these dances on a Saturday night, he used to come in.  We got to talking about Allan Watts and Buddhism and pretty soon we started meeting for coffee on Thursdays, just to b.s. 

Now I have reason to believe you might know him - it's all spelled out in my blog articles, along with reasons why I found him suspicious. Let me describe him to you and ask yourself if you know him. (What I'm telling you I take seriously - I mailed a description of Joe to the FBI.) 

Joe was uncanny. He used to say things to me that paralleled biographical details from my past. It happened more than once and I even asked him if he'd gone to the same college as I. "No," he said. 

Joe was pathetic. He used to tell me he hated competition bolstered by this bird brained deconstructionist scheme that people could play chess as a win-win game. "You could just appreciate the beauty of the moves," he'd say, but chess moves sans 'checkmate' are meaningless.  Then I came to the conclusion that all his talk about being anti competitive was deceit - it really masked a strategy of winning by lying that he didn't care about winning. How do I come to that? Joe used to say over and over again, "Why can't you just see it my way? Why can't you just see it my way?  Just this once?" 

Joe was diabolical. If he used this 'Why can't you just see it my way' appeal on others, I'm sure a lot of people would agree with him just to shut him up. And it's at that point, the point where people reverse themselves that they barter away their integrity for a little peace of mind. Joe 'wins'. It could happen so quickly one might not realize it.  But in the mind now rests an unconscious memory of victimization. What ideas would he introduce next? My guess is Joe knew exactly what he was doing; peace activists or malcontents or anti authoritarian types would be particularly susceptible to his whiny, infantile routine. In an exchange with Joe, somebody with a weak mind would trade away their integrity for a 'truce' and not think twice about it. Joe 'wins'. 

Yet despite the fact he had this technique going for him, Joe was mostly an idiot. We had this conversation one time and I don't remember exactly how we got on the subject but Joe said to me, "It's wrong to hate." 

I said, "Well ... what if I hate Hitler? I reserve the right to hate Hitler." 

"No," said Joe.  "It's wrong even too hate him 

"What are you telling me, Joe? I should embrace my inner-Hitler?" 

"Yeah," he said. 

Sad, really. 

Then there was this other time Joe said to me, "Life is a paradox."

"Okay, Joe, " I said.  "I'll give you a paradox.  It's called The Spanish Barber Paradox.  There's a small town in Spain with only one barber.  The barber shaves every man in town who doesn't shave himself.  Does the barber shave himself?"

"That's not a paradox," said Joe.

"Yes it is."

"No it's not"

"Yes it is."

"No it's not."

In related matters, not long ago I was watching your 1973 movie 'American Graffiti'. At the movie's end the plane takes off with Kurt on board, and the name on the plane is 'Magic Carpet Airlines.' I know I've mentioned this in a prior Email but I think it's worth repeating. 

Now on the rudder of the plane there is this symbol - a crescent with a smaller circle in it. What does it mean? I went to Google and did a little research and found the design in a piece of Arabic Calligraphy called Al-Ein or The Eye. It really does look like one. 

Then I went back to Google and typed in 'Magic Carpet' and guess what popped up? Back in 1948-1950 Alaska Airlines in a humanitarian gesture flew 40,000 Yemenite Jews to the newly formed State of Israel. 

Then I went back to Google again and typed in 'Alaska Airlines', and this time I saw stories about Alaska Airlines Flight 261 that crashed 20 miles off Point Mugu California, January 31, 2000. 88 people were lost. A memorial sculpture to the tragedy was recently unveiled on the tragedy's third anniversary. You know what I thought? I thought 'Whoa'.  And do you know what else I found on Google?  Somebody saying that the malfunctioning horizontal stabilizers that brought that plane down were inferior parts made in Communist China.  And again I thought 'Whoa'. 

I thinking 'Whoa' because I was reminded of your first feature film, 'THX 1138'. (Released in 1971 on March 11 no less). Then in your movie 'American Graffiti' there's the license plate on John's yellow hot rod - THX 738. I played with those numbers and I came up with 11-7-38. November 7, 1938 is the date of Kristallnacht - the night Brown Shirts trashed Jewish Shops and Synagogues in Nazi Germany.

You know what I think?  I think I love Google.  But getting back to Joe Tamboola. Do you know this coprophagous insect? If you do see him tell him Alex is looking for him.  I want to ask him about the Space Shuttle Colombia disaster.  One of the people on board was the world's first Israeli astronaunt.

Imagine that. 

Sincerely yours, 

Alex

Close call.

DateCreated	10/25/2008 6:42:00 PM
PostedDate	10/26/2008 1:33:00 AM

On the way home tonight, zipping down Forbes Avenue towards the intersection with Braddock, I hit a big deer with my car.  Fortunately I didn't hit it head-on.  That could have been nasty.  I only clipped the poor thing.  The deer did take out one of my headlights though.  There's fur in the broken plastic.  Life in the fast lane.

I sure hope that was a simple case of being at the wrong place at the wrong time.  I'd hate to think, although I probably will, that somebody could have lured a deer out of, and towards the edge of Frick park with food, and up to a pile of more food, then stood behind it while it ate, waiting for me to come by before yelling 'Boo!'

Naw.  Who'd want to hurt a sweetheart like me?

Sen. Norm Coleman and Sen. Al Franken.

DateCreated	10/25/2008 10:51:00 AM
PostedDate	10/25/2008 3:06:00 PM

Some years back on the Sunday morning talk show This Week, then private citizen Al Franken defended comments made by Bill Maher's at the beginning of the war in Afghanistan, remarks that caused an uproar and cost Maher his show Politically Incorrect.  As you may recall, ABC brought the hammer down on Maher (rightfully so) for suggesting that somehow it was 'cowardly' to use overwhelming firepower on the taliban.  Mr. Franken either agrees with this idea or at least understands what Maher meant.  (What?  The Arab street would like us more if US troops went toe to toe with the taliban and not drop any bombs at all, putting the lives of our the troops at even greater risk? I don't get the reasoning behind that.)

So Minnesota, do you really want somebody who thinks that way representing you in The United States Senate?  I'll tell you what I think.  I think Franken wants the late Senator Paul Wellstone's old seat so he can wiggle around in it and make funny faces.

Like the old school gambler once said to me, "What a comedian."

I heard this story about Hillary Clinton

She was in Pittsburgh a number of years ago and she's at a hotel.  She saw a Security Guard and said to him, "Take my bags up to my room."

The Security Guard said, "I'm sorry ma'am but I have to stay here."

She laid this on him: "Do you know who I am?"

The Guard said, "I'm sorry ma'am, but I can't leave."

She said to him, "Tomorrow you're fired."

It seems like Hillary doesn't like Pittsburgh.  I wonder why.  But oh yeah does she cares about working people.