By Mark | August 11, 2019
According to authorities, billionaire pedophile Jeffrey Epstein was found dead of an apparent suicide at 6:30 yesterday morning inside his cell within the Special Housing Unit of Manhattan’s Metropolitan Correctional Center, where he was awaiting trial on charges of having trafficked underaged girls for the purposes of sex. Given the fact that Epstein had already […]
Posted in Politics, Uncategorized | Also tagged accusations, Attorney General, Ben Collins, Ben Sasse, Bill Clinton, Bill Richardson, conspiracy theories, Department of Justice, Donald Trump, El Chapo, FBI, Ghislaine Maxwell, GITMO, Israeli intelligence, Jeanine Pirro, Jeffrey Epstein, John Schindler, KGB, Mar-a-Lago, Metropolitan Correctional Center, murder, National Security Agency, New York, NSA, pedophiles, Qanon, Robert Maxwell, Russia, Russiagate, Senate Judiciary Committee, sex slaves, sex trafficking, Special Housing Unit, spies, suicide attempts, suicide watch, suspicious suicides, William Barr |
By Mark | October 23, 2011
I know there’s stuff that I should be writing about, but I’m finding it incredibly difficult to get motivated tonight. So, instead of reading through the weekend’s news and trying to come up with something clever, I’m reading up on the early life of Orson Welles. Right now, I’m watching what’s thought to be his […]
Posted in Art and Culture, OCD, Uncategorized | Also tagged avant-garde, bells, blackface, Chicago, Chris Barber, Citizen Kane, Dr. John, experimental film, Gary Graver, Greenwich, Illinois, Jean Cocteau, Joseph McBride, Luis Bunuel, Orson Welles, Robert Wiene, The Blood of a Poet, The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari, The Hearts of Age, The Wicked Shall Cease (Saints), theatrical makeup, Todd School for Boys, Too Much Johnson, Un Chien Andalou, Virginia Nicholson, William Vance |
I just got back from the hardware store. I’d gone early this morning to buy 15-feet of rope. The idea was to use it for a rope swing for Clementine. As I was standing there, asking the man to measure out 15-feet, it occurred to me that he might think I was planning to hang […]
