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Sarah Palin- Mind Controlled Sex Slave and Personal Computer of Henry Kissinger
Yardfarmer, United States, September 1, 2010, 11:34 PM: “Yes, ever since Brice Taylor (Susan Ford) penned her starling memoir ‘Thanks For the Memories’ where she revealed her bizarre history as trauma abused and mind controlled Beta Sex Slave and personal computer for Henry Kissinger and Bob Hope’s sex kitten, rumor has been rife of other such MKUltra zombies running amuck. Sarah Palin’s big splash onto the national and world stage and especially her close association with Kissinger and Associates have made her a logical and high profile target for this dubious honor.”
Re: Sarah Palin- Mind Controlled Sex Slave and Personal Computer of Henry Kissinger
Hi Cliff, Israel, September 2, 2010, 12:42 AM : “If she is his personal computer, then I’d suggest that Henry upgrade to something with a better processor, or he won’t be able to run Windows Vista Home Basic.”
“Publishing, like the other mass media, is regarded by the Soviet authorities primarily as a means for the realization of official policies. The ‘right to publish’ is granted only by the Party authorities, and only to publishing-houses or other organizations (never to individuals), and may be revoked at any time. Party and government organs assume a very direct responsibility for the nature of what is published and for its dissemination, and the Soviet public is encouraged by low book prices and large edition sizes to read the material produced under these conditions. Publishing enterprises are normally expected to cover the costs from sales income (although book prices are fixed by the state), but subsidies are provided to maintain the output of certain types of book at what are regarded as acceptable prices. This applies especially to school textbooks, and to many of the books published in the minority languages of the Soviet Union. The selection and quantity of books to be issued are heavily influenced by the central authorities’ views on the priority to be given to different types of publication, and by available paper and printing resources which are allocated by the government.
Supervision of the publishing industry by the Communist Party is exercised through the Department of Propaganda of the Central Committee, which also has close links with the main censorship organ (Glavlit). Operational control of the industry is in the hands of the State Committee for Publishing, Printing, and the Book Trade, which has the status of a ministry. It directly administers most of the main Moscow and Leningrad publishers, and controls other houses indirectly through its subordinate publishing administrations in the constituent republics. Some important publishers are under the joint control of the State Committee for another public organization, such as the Academy of Sciences or the Writers’ Union. The State Committee is responsible for the economic planning of the entire industry, and also for overseeing the preparation of all publishers’ annual publication plans and for monitoring their fulfillment.”
The Cambridge Encyclopedia of Russia and the Soviet Union, General editors: Archie Brown, John Fennell, Michael Kaser, H.T. Willetts, Cambridge University Press, 1982.
Kevin Costner was the lead in a 1983 commercial for the Apple Lisa ( Local Integrated System Architecture) personal computer. Dressed in a Canadian tuxedo, he biked into an office with a chocolate lab, walked past a janitor, rode the elevator to his empty desk, turned on his Lisa and took a phone call. “Soon,” a narrator explained, “There will be just two kinds of people. Those who use computers…. and those who use Apples.”
Narrator: “The way some business people spend their time has very little to do with a clock. At Apple, we understand that business as usual isn’t anymore. That’s why we make the most advanced personal computers in the world. And why soon, there will be just two kinds of people….”
Man(answers phone): “Hi.”
Narrator: “… Those who use computers…”
Man: “Yeah, I’ll be home for breakfast.”
Narrator: “…And those who use Apples.”
“By the time Linderhof was ready for Ludwig to live in, his manner of life was further than ever removed from reality. He arose at six or seven in the evening and had breakfast, dined at two hours past midnight, supped and retired at dawn. He liked to take his meals alone, but the table was usually set for three or four. Who were the unseen guests? Louis XIV was one, perhaps; a servant once came upon Ludwig saluting and talking to a statue of Louis XIV that stands in the main hallway of Linderhof. (Ludwig believed himself a spiritual heir of the Bourbons because his grandfather, Ludwig I, had been a godson of Louis XVI. He sometimes called Linderhof ‘Meicost Ettal,’ an anagram of l’état c’est moi.) Often the ghostly dinner would take place at Ludwig’s Tischlein-deck-dich, a table copied from one at Versailles that could pop into view, fully spread, by means of machinery that boosted it through the floor. The kitchen had always to be ready for sudden changes in the royal appetite. Ludwig liked kingly-looking food–peacock, for instance, stuffed with forcemeat and truffles and served up with its head and tail feathers. He expected dishes like this to be on hand when he wanted them and thought nothing of advancing or retarding dinner without consideration of the cooks’ nerves. Sometimes he would suddenly decide to dine on a perch amidst the branches of a large lime tree in the garden; or in a mountain hut; or at the Schachen, a hunting lodge designed in a curious blend of Swiss chalet and Turkish kiosk; or in one of several outbuildings that he constructed on the Linderhof grounds–the Moorish kiosk, Hunding’s Hut, or the Grotto.
Hunding’s Hut (destroyed in 1945) was a replica in-the-round of a stage set for the first act of Die Walküre. In the middle was a living ash tree, pierced by a replica of Siegfried’s sword. For the rest, there were a lot of antlers and bearskins, and when the King was in a jovial mood, he and a few favored courtiers would lie about dressed as early Teutons and drink mead out of horns. Game was their principal food; silver jugs in the shape of deer held cream for coffee–which would doubtless have surprised Siegfried–and the salt and pepper shakers were shaped like little owls.”
“Ludwig’s Dream Castles,” Mary Cable, Horizon, January 1961, Volume III, Number 3
Grotto at Linderhof Palace: Softeis, May, 2005
“Here is the Shah of Iran and his pretty empress in the front seat. And Walt Disney and the pretty hostess in the back.”
The Shah of Iran and his wife the Shahbanou visited Walt Disneyland in Anaheim, California on their state visit to America. Even in 1962, demonstrators stalked the royal couple.
“They were everywhere, a couple of meters from us sometimes, to the point that my husband had to speak up to be heard. From morning to night they didn’t stop screaming, and they were right beneath the windows of our hotel,” Farah Pahlavi wrote in her 2003 memoirs.
Walt Disney gave them a guided tour of his amusement park, where they rode the Matterhorn bobsled and Disney presented the Shahbanou with an enormous stuffed Goofy.
“You may not believe it, but when I was eighteen I used to win prizes and medals from the Royal Photographic Society in London, and from other places like the Photographic Society of Holland. I even got a lovely big bronze medal from the Egyptian Photographic Society in Cairo, and I still have the photograph that won it. It is a picture of one of the so-called Seven Wonders of the World, the Arch of Ctesiphon in Iraq. This is the largest unsupported arch on earth and I took the photograph while I was training out there for the RAF in 1940. I was flying over the desert solo in an old Hawker Hat biplane and I had my camera round my neck. When I spotted the huge arch standing alone in a sea of sand, I dropped one wing and hung in my straps and let go of the stick while I took aim and clicked the shutter. It came out fine.”
Boy: Tales of Childhood, Roald Dahl, Jonathan Cape Ltd. 1984
Photograph: Roald Dahl
In 1970, Tom Wolfe published his account of a fundraiser Leonard Bernstein hosted for the Black Panthers in his 13-room penthouse. Don Cox, the Field Marshal of the Black Panther Party addressed a crowd who had just been served Roquefort cheese morsels rolled in crushed nuts and meatballs petites au Coq Hardi by uniformed maids:
“‘We relate to a phrase coined by Malcolm X: “By any means necessary”… and by that we mean that we recognize that if you’re attacked, you have the right to defend yourself. The pigs, they say the Black Panthers are armed, the Black Panthers have weapons… see… and therefore they have a right to break in and murder us in our beds. I don’t think there’s anybody in here who wouldn’t defend themselves if somebody came in and attacked them or their families… see… I don’t think there’s anybody in here who wouldn’t defend themselves…’
–And every woman in the room thinks of her husband… with his cocoa-butter jowls and Dior Men’s Boutique pajamas… ducking into the bathroom and locking the door and turning the shower on, so he can say later he didn’t hear a thing–”
Radical Chic: That Party at Lenny’s, Tom Wolfe, New York Magazine, June 8, 1970: