guess the irony wasn't lost on wikileaks either

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I received an email, right before the debacle in my not-a-tub, that made my stomach start hopping. Not only did it link me to some TOTAL crap from someone I felt sure would know better, but the email was from someone I know who is taking my word for it, but warily, because of his suspicions about the Mossad. More on that in a moment, but first:

Following the detention of Wikileaks founder and editor-in-chief Julian Assange, Wikileaks spokesman Kristinn Hrafnsson said:

“Today, Wikileaks editor-in-chief Julian Assange was refused bail by a UK court. While we are troubled by this bizarre decision, we know Julian is grateful for the support of both his legal team and prominent figures such as Ken Loach, Jemima Khan and John Pilger.

“However, this will not stifle Wikileaks. The release of the US Embassy Cables – the biggest leak in history – will still continue. This evening, the latest batch of cables were released, and our media partners released their next batch of stories.

“We will not be gagged, either by judicial action or corporate censorship. Today Visa joined Mastercard, Paypal, Amazon, EveryDNS and others in cutting off their links.

“Wikileaks is still online. The full site is duplicated in more than 500 locations. Every day, the cables are loaded more than 50 million times.

“US Senator Joe Lieberman today attacked the New York Times for its decision to publish the cables, just days after calling for companies to boycott Wikileaks.

“Just minutes later, the State Department announced the US will host next year’s UNESCO Press Freedom day. The irony is not lost on us. We hope in future, UNESCO celebrates press freedom somewhere where it exists.”

I don't know if it was the epsom salt I dumped into my not-a-tub, or punching through the far extreme of exasperation, but I went limp in there... insofar as one can do limp and keep one's mangled finger out of the water. Just in case, I'm calling for a truckload of epsom salt to be delivered to this address... tub or not-a-tub.

IF YOU READ THE CABLES YOU WILL KNOW THIS ISN'T GOSSIP AND IT ISN'T A MOSSAD OP.

Just because a few dickless fiends who are making a fine living off our loathing for Israel got out in front of this in their slobbering rabies to cover up their already diminutive members in the glare of comparison with a REAL man—AND because you are too damn jaded, or too damn lazy, or too damn kneejerk paranoid, or too damn scared, or too damn busy, or too damn scattered to READ THE DAMN CABLES—doesn't mean you should just succumb to the damn temptation to go along with them.

PLEASE!

EXIT your mental traps, your internal jail cells! They're NOT locked! Just LOOK.

I don't have a life! A ridiculous set of conspiring circumstances landed me stranded in bumfuck nowhere, without the wherewithal to escape. Gorgeous as it is here, I have NOT been able to find something with which, or someone/s local with whom, to engage in a manner that satisfies my need to be of USE to sentient beings. This leaves me with many hours of every day for the last five years to look DEEPLY into whatever I feel is demanding that scrutiny. I had been a top-level professional scrutinizer my entire adult life and have a bewilderingly high IQ... to name but a couple of the things that promote my ability to assure you that, no, my eyes are not deceiving me, Assange is for real.

I demand—if you are STILL not satisfied—that you go lock yourself into a closet until all the clanging mental contents preventing your sight have dropped out of your heads.

I REALLY MUST INSIST!

I know we haven't seen this big a hero in decades, but DON'T let that blow it for all of us now.

READ THE CABLES!!!

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love, 99
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