trying to become more familiar with the dreaded haarp demon

[click image, video, hour and twenty minutes]

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Something in me kicks about having to try to wrap my head around this stuff, but it keeps seeming that I ought to get a little not-hysterical, not-superstitious, just plain old down-to-earth input on what the hell HAARP is about. [1] Wanting to mess with the ionosphere seems utterly psychotic to me. No one would entertain the notion. So that's got me not paying attention right there. [2] Electronics geeks, radio heads, sweaty boys with bits of wire and knobs and things that blow up or burn are known to exist but do not merit thinking about because I always beat them at the science fairs and they were always oblivious to it because not even entering their work for consideration dragged them up from their obsessive involvement in it. Weird. They're over there in the dark space of tolerated existence I just completely ignore. But [3] it seems I made a bad slip in my parsing of existence rights back in, oh, fourth or fifth grade because those sweaty obsessives I felt could safely stay sweating obsessively with their gizmos have not been harmless and seem to be the very psychotics who entertain the notion no one would ever entertain.

Had I disallowed their existence, or sweetly lost to their grotesque contraptions—because, let's face it, they probably did notice I whupped their asses but were too mean to show it—I wouldn't be faced with this crap now.

There's also a whole book on it you can download... [if you jump through hoops, but you can read it online if you wait for it all to load].

Just from keeping half an ear on Begich's thing here, I can tell why certain not-insane people think it's causing earthquakes and freakish weather and pockets of massive die-offs of various critters. I'll try to listen again with the other half, but, well, you can't expect me to get over a lifetime of no time for this shit perfectly seamlessly. That's just too damn Zen.

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love, 99
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