DIRTYBENNY WRITES

  Nothing is more misguided to me than training for the Olympics.

 " the rain is actually apparently saturated with oil." NEW: Black rain pours down on Tehran, Iran following Israeli strikes on oil facilities Saturday night. “I want to show you something…” CNN’s @fpleitgenCNN said. “This is a white car … the rain is actually apparently saturated with oil. You can see on my finger that it's… pic.twitter.com/np6HNDDLcV — Collin Rugg (@CollinRugg) March 8, 2026

Last year I posted about the pair of geese nesting on my pond.  They had 7 goslings.  They all just disappeared in 2 days.  I speculated that they were eaten by a snapping turtle.  I think I was wrong.  https://dirtybennywrites.blogspot.com/2025/05/geese-and-goslingsgone.html I am delighted to report that I saw 5 geese on my front lawn yesterday.  

 Another reason to avoid movies and pop music....not knowing what information is being broadcast outside of the threshold of our senses.  There is certain audio that is looped backwards as noise "backdrops". But they are usually accompanied by forward voices as well. Because it's being used as layered noise. I don't find it nearly as much as I used to. The technique is evolving. The same kind of technology that hides voices in rhytmic sound or ambient sounds have been used in movies since Saving Private Ryan and before. But I can tell you for certain - It's all over Saving Private Ryan. Straight up, forward sounds masked over other sounds. Like a tank, for example. Because of this and because of the use and purpose for either hidden audio or pulsed communication, back masking has become outdated. Because now the sound is hidden right in front of your face. Or ears. Instead of hiding a voice or a communication backwards, it can sit right underneath the sound o...

  I am old enough to remember a time before computers, email, and cellphones.   I remember sending and receiving handwritten letters from parents, grandparents, and relatives.  The choice of paper and ink was always different.  Their spirit lived in their writing.  The paper had their smell.   When I travelled and met a girl overseas, we corresponded via airmail for years with overtones of romance. When I asked a girl out, she wrote her name and number on a scrap of paper that I treasure to this day.  These letters were read over and over.  I also enjoyed writing to my friends and relatives, sharing my life happenings with them.  Going away to University was the catalyst for this as I could no longer regularly visit.  I would eagerly await receiving their letters, wondering what story was contained inside.  The other day I found a bag of mementos my Mom sent me before her passing....Father's Day cards that I made for my Da...

It is striking how recent this whole system of slavery has been imposed on manKIND.

Years ago,  I visited several creepy crypts in Italy.  They are chilling to say the least. 

This same pattern has been highlighted by My Lunch Break with regard to the given history of Old World buildings.

I have been binging on Julie London for my daily nightcap...it is striking how spare this music is.  This is in contradistinction to the aural assault that much of music is today.