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EarthSourceMedia Reports for November 10th, 2009

Folks for Oaks

All throughout the world of journalism, the internet revolution is forcing changes in the media terrain. For instance, the new version of the San Francisco Chronicle comes replete with shiny color pictures, even as Tribune newspapers are experimenting by not using Associated Press photos. Here at EarthSourceMedia, we hope to fuel such revolution, not only journalistically, but literally as well, simply by telling the truth when no one else will.  Cred? You want to see our cred? ‘We don’t need no stinking credibility’ - you’d only threaten us with it! It is the opinion of our editorial department (me!) that with all the shit being done to Americans by America, everyone should be pretty pissed off by now. Pissed off enough to, say, revolt? Or at least piss in somebody important’s sun tea? I did. Go ahead, google it.

Anyway, let’s get to all the news that’s fit to spit:

San Francisco- According to a letter in yesterday’s paper, a mentally ill man is being prosecuted for entering a Grizzly Bear enclosure at the San Francisco Zoo, and the letter writer thinks it’s a waste of money. So do I- it’s obvious that the zoo should be prosecuted for animal cruelty for keeping creatures in cages. Zoo’s are nothing more than an excuse to destroy real natural habitat and a sane society would close them all down immediately.

Oakland, California- Ever wonder why EarthSourceMedia doesn’t have a sports section? It’s because we hate sports. We believe sports are for losers. Now, it didn’t used to be that way. This anti-sports venom began at the same time the nazi’s took over America, in 1994 when capitalism ate the World Series! Check the record books. In 1994 there was no World Series! The players went on strike, the season was over, and there was no fall classic. Have you watched any of these games and seen who the sponsors are? Budweiser! Telling twenty million children watching the series to drink beer? How fucked up is that!? %#$@!

But it all went to new heights in 2008, when UC Berkeley wanted to build a new football stadium for the Cal Golden Bears, and cut down an entire grove of Old Growth California Oak Trees next door, for an atheletic field. The area’s kids wanted none of it and they took to the trees, where they lived for about two years, causing an international introspection. What was important, the score or the Earth?

Well, as Alameda County Superior Court Judge Barbara J. Miller saw it in her September 2008 decision, it was the score, and she ordered the tree sitters removed, and the trees cut down. The activists tried to save even one tree in the end, but they cut them all down. How could the good judge be so heartless? We just don’t know, but it is our job to report that she was found dead at her Oakland home last Friday, likely by natural causes. In the interest of true justice, we here at EarthSourceMedia suggest a grove of trees be planted in her honor, and area dog owners bring their dogs to a ceremony to piss on them.

Fort Hood, Texas- Well, it’s finally happened. The soldier who shot 13 of his fellow soldiers (you know, the ones who drew a camel on his car and wrote, ‘camel jockey get out’?) ..well apparently, someone- maybe Dick Cheney- has connected him to 9-11! I knew it, I knew it. This is getting more fun than watching Jesus Camp! Here at EarthSourceMedia, we know it’s gotten hard to believe anything the US says about Swine Flu, election results, downer cattle, or people connected to 9-11, but there may be something to it after all. For instance, When George Bush and Dick Cheney kept saying the name Saddam Hussein in the same sentence as 9-11, it did actually become connected after about the 90th time they said it on TV. Mainly because American’s are a stupid. If you believe there are angels on your shoulder, a devil beneath the Earth’s crust, and a jealous ruler of the universe who wants you all to sing in a building together on Sunday, you’ve got to be very fucked up.

And gullible. And that’s the way they want you, so you can be the cattle who go to work and make the money to give to them so they can give it to all their friends.

Now that we ‘know’ Hasan and Hussein were ‘connected’ to 9-11, EarthSourceMedia has formed a list of others who also have been found with connections to that plot:

1. Richard Pryor…The comedian was heard to yell, “Ahallu Akbar” as he lit the crack pipe that burned his face.

2. Jerry Lewis…Jerry’s hidden muslim faith caused him to attend a terror camp where he planned to kill crippled people around the clock during his last telethon.

3. George Washington…The CIA has discovered the 9-11 plot actually had it’s beginning as a scheme dreamed up by our first President as he crossed the Deleware.

4. Phyllis Diller…The lady comic often spoke of a hubby named ‘Fang’ who the FBI says probably went to flight school with 9-11 terrorists.

5. Newt Gingrich…His ‘Contract with America’ was one part of the 9-11 plot to bring down America.

6.   Rush Limbaugh…Rush’s part in the 9-11 plot was designed to create a nation of addicts through his radio show. The CIA and Columbia’s Uribe beat him to it.

7. Benji the dog….This covert canine wore a turban between movie shoots and once planned to blow up his trailer if food demands weren’t met.

8. All the contestants on ‘Survivor’…they were actually practicing to be the only ones left alive after the planes hit and started a nuclear war. Look close at the red wristbands they wear, affording them entry to Dick Cheney’s underground post-nuclear lair.

9. Bernie Madoff…his part was to become incarcerated to destroy America from inside the prison system, outward.

10. Jesus Christ…refusing to cut his hair (a sign of membership in the Taliban), this demigod whipped up a tremendous amount of fundamentalism during his brief stay on Earth, last seen glowing, floating, and speaking to someone invisible. Could have been wearing a head set. Connected to Al-Qeda headquarters. In Pakistan. On September 10th, 2001. Violated no-fly zone.

Well, that’s it for this episode of ESM-  come back next time for more incredulous commentary on the incredible fall of the Roman- I mean American empire, as we loot brains, wallets, Somali fisheries and mid-eastern oil reserves. And don’t forget to sign over your kids when they want to enlist! After all, those ‘Modern Warfare’ video games won’t satisfy their blood lust forever, you know!

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The Doctor is IN

EarthSourceMedia reports for Friday, November 6th, 2009

The Doctor is IN- Manchurian Psychiatrist

Fort Hood, Texas

Another beautiful day in the US Military- job security, respect, buddies, chores. And as a military psychiatrist, let’s face it, there’s always someone to work on, if you’re country is in one war after another.  Ah, my office! Little birdies singing in the Juniper bushes out front, trickling water from the zen garden in the side yard, and the fresh flowers delivered in time for Turkey Day on my desk. Another beautiful day in the US military!

“Major Hasan?” asked the researcher.

“Please, call me Nidal, it’s so much more friendly”, he answered.

“Button your lip, Major! This is war, not a social networking date!”

“Yes sir, sorry sir!”

“Lie down on the uncomfortable bunk provided and answer these questions”.

“OK- how long is this going to take? I promised old lady huggins I’d take her to the PX to shop for stationary. She just loves to write to her grandchil-…”

“Major!! Atten, Atten- HUT!! Put a cork in it Major Hasan or I’ll have the Sargeant of Arms here put his boot so far up your ass you’ll be shitting baby shoes for a month is that clear Major?!”

“Sir yes sir- but, do you mind if I use the rest room first?”

“Dicipline Major, dicipline”!

“Yes sir!”

“Now- when I say a word, I want you to sing out with the first thing that comes to mind, do you understand that, Major Hasan?”

“Yes I do sir, and please, call me Naddie, everyone on base does.”

“Sargeant, kick this maggot in the face three times please!”.

“Yessir…uhh-uggh-UNgh!!”

“That’s better. Now do you have anything else to say, ‘naddie’?”

“….unnnh, no..no sir, I do not”.

“Very well. That will be all now Sargeant, just wait outside the door please.”

“OK Major- the first word is ’sniper’. Major, why are you smiling at the word sniper?”

“Well sir, sniper makes me think of window, and window reminded me that I forgot to fill the Hummingbird feeder. Thinking of those little hummers just puts a smile on my…”

“Silence! You little non-marching petty pansy! Get yer shit togetherrrrr!”

“Sorry sir.”

“The next word is ’skin graft’. Major, why are you smiling at the phrase ’skin graft’?”

“Well sir… being from Washington, I’m a huge fan of the Redskins, and I’ll be durned if it doesn’t remind me of just who the skins will draft in the first round picks this year! That Bobby whats his name from the University of-”

“ShutTheHellUp!”

“Yes sir”.

“Blitzkreig?”

“Shock and Awe, sir”.

“Patriot Act?”

“Umm…Hitler’s Enabling Act? King Georges ‘Writ of Assistance?”

“World Trade Center?”

“Riechstag Fire!”

“Good good- Rifle?”

“Shoot!”

“Excellent! Howitzer?”

“Explosion!”

“Nice! Bullets?”

“Gunshots!”

“Perfect! Now you’re getting there, soldier. Napalm?”

“Burning flesh!”

“Great! Gangrene?”

“Childhood puss-leg!”

“Family?”

“Target!”

Easter Bonnet?”

“Grenade!”

Sunday school?”

“Terror cell!”

Cheney?”

“Jesus!”

“Goats milk?”

“Kill mother!”

“Papparazzi?”

“Kill father!”

“Jello pudding?”

“Kill babies!”

“Swine flu?”

“Quarantine trouble makers!”

“Holy bible?”

“Burn Mosques!”

“Daisy?”

“Machine gun!”

(*click*)

“Major, what are you doing with that machine gun?”

(*cha-chuck*)

“Put that down right now! Wha- where What are you doing with all those bullets?”

“Brat-ta-tat-a-tat-a-tat!!!”   “Bing pop pow boierrrr-pop pop pow BLAM!!”

Boom boom boom pop pop tatta tatta tatta POP POW BOOM!!!

Next day’s headlines- 12 dead, no one knows why- nice man- no sign of trouble- loved humming birds-

Well thanks for joining us here on ESM, stay tuned next time for, “Passing the Torture Torch…”

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EarthSourceMedia Reports for November 3rd, 2009

‘NOT SEA, NOT SEA’

And you thought the Edmond Fitzgerald had problems? The USS New York, a brand-spanking-new ‘amphibious transport dock’ ship cruised maliciously into New York Harbor Monday morning loaded with 7.5 tons of World Trade Center steel! The first thing that comes to mind is, “That’s heavy!”, but then, this is what you can call a ‘close encounter of the 9-11 kind’, the kind designed to erase your mind, to coin a phrase.

While it’s true the Edmond Fitzgerald carried a load of iron ore and this tub of shit is carrying only 14,000 lbs of cordite-melted steel from the biggest inside job ever pulled, the situation here is far more dangerous. This warship is a symbol, a symbol of hate, of American imperialism, of the supremecy of fossil fuel as the continued weapon of choice for mass destruction, and the all-out OK to keep sending kids to die over a big fat lie.

But we do educate those kids who fight and die for Cheney-pie; we sit them in front of violent video games for the first 12 years of their life, breed them into mindless, remorseless, heartless thoughtless killers, and it works, until they discover girls at about 13.

Then, after stewing in their own hormones for the next few years, at 17, they discover that they can become heroes and get laid real easy if they join the US military! Of course, this may entail losing your legs, eyes and killing a few so-called ‘Sand Niggers’, but- hey! The babes! The uniform! The babes!

Incoming!! Oops, off goes your nose and toes, but shit, if I can just hang on ’till furlough, that betty jones keeps sending me the hottest perfumed letters, practically begging for the ol’ ba-da-bing! Some things just never change. So, what can we do about it? Well, the first thing would be to make all junior high students watch the movie, ‘Johnny Got His Gun’. Remember that one? Dude came home from some fucking war with no arms, legs or face, but still alive. Couldn’t even tell anyone who he really was, and the whole movie is him dreaming about the little things, the sun, his sweet heart, oh yeah, and the nurse finally gives him a blow job. Poor guy, in the end she communicates via morse code and he keeps asking her to kill him. She finally tries, but is thwarted and fired. D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I-N-G!

I remember going home after seeing it, and laying in my room listening to ‘Just an Old fashioned Love Song’ by Three Dog Night. Hell, I still enlisted a year or two later! And boy was I sorry, when I went to the fleet and found out what a silly, pointless Micky Mouse operation it all was. But for me, Viet Nam was just ending, and I didn’t see combat. I sure as shit wouldn’t want to be a young guy today, about to be sold down the river by the good folks of the USA! A bloodthirsty lot.

Look bro, if you want to join anyway, do me one favor before you go- just get someone who supports the troops to promise that if you come back without use of your extremities, they’ll stay with you for the rest of your life to turn you over every two hours so you won’t get nasty bed sores. That’s what I call supporting the troops!

Then again, some folks are more like me- I tend to support kids and then young men, but the minute you sign up as a tool and a fool, as soon as you surrender your mind and consent to be blind, as soon as you swear off fun that doesn’t include a gun- I ain’t supportin’ shit! Put on the uniform the rich white man dresses you up in and we’re ka-putz bro. No crew cut Nazi fireman jerkoff friends for me, no my brother.

Why? Because I know dam well its gonna be you who pulls up in a troop carrier on my nieghborhood corner one day to set up the road blocks, thats why. Because you and your gun and your training and red white and blue brainwashing are all designed to enforce the rules of the extraction industry. And no thanks, I’m really not in the mood for your vaccine right now, thanks anyway though. What’s that? If I don’t accept the vaccine I have to get on that bus to the detention center in Arizona? Second ammendment, don’t fail us now!

As a native New Yorker, I’m appalled about the new ‘hate symbol ship’ being named the New York. Instead of World Trade Center steel, it should have been built from New Orleans Superdome steel!

As an environmentalist, I’m appalled the LA Times has a story on page 1 about birding in the East Sierras and another about war games in the East Sierras on page 6! That’s it really- the Earth or War.

And as a US Navy veteran, it makes me sick that you ask us to ‘never forget’ the violent events of war. Of course! If we forget, we might have peace and that wouldn’t work for you now would it?

You don’t have our best interests in mind. You don’t want us to be vigilant. You do want to enslave us.

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EarthSourceMedia Reports for November 2nd, 2009

NEW WORLD (series) ORDER

‘Take me out to the ballgame

fake me out with the crowd

find me some pea brains completely whacked

wipe out their minds that they’ll never get back’

NEW WORLD (series) ORDER

by joey racano

(’Baseball Tonite’ music)

“Hi, everybody and welcome to the 2009 World Series, Phillies versus the New York Yankees, and here to throw out the first pitch is Marine Staff Sargeant Bilpowitz, who lost both arms in a firefight at a Fallouja checkpoint while wiping out a family of five. He’ll be aided by his wife sherry, who is set to deploy to Afghanistan right after tonights game, which is brought to you by ‘An-Gel’, the one toothpaste you can still take on a plane! As they say, ‘pick up some An-Gel and watch the Catholic girls go wild!”

(Sherry throws ball for hubby to loud applause)

“By the way, Sherry is looking for a baby sitter for the next 6 years, so if anyone…” (crowd roars)

“We’ll get to tonight’s pitching matchup in a moment, but first let’s welcome Vice Rear Admiral Kowalski from the Navy’s 7th Fleet, to sing our national anthem, accompanied by the 3rd Shock and Awe division military all-star band”.

(crowd quiets)

(Deep baritone…)…Ooooooh beau- teeee-full, forspacious skies….

(song ends, crowd cheers)

“Absolutely lovely rendition of our…huh? …Wha?….”

“Oh, oh yes, I just got word from the booth we aren’t allowed to say the word ‘rendition’ on Direct TV”…

“And now for the Yanks it’ll be Derek Jeter, batting leadoff…Huh? Wha?…”

“Well fer christ sakes, I didn’t SAY Maddoff, I said LEAD off, and…”

“Oh, anyway, let’s pause right here to allow your local stations to identify themselves.”

(”You’re watching the 2009 World Series on Alcatraz Prison Network, brought to you in conjunction with Homeland Security Industries, specializing in containment as well as entertainment, confinement and mind re-alignment, pharmaceutacles, cubicles, happy-pills and shooting skills. We now return you to our regularly scheduled program”).

“Welcome back to the 2009 World Series Fall classic, where Alex Rodriguez has just doubled in two runs and at the end of 4 innings of play it’s all tied up…Huh?  Wha..?   Um, I’ve just been informed that during the Dick Cheney torture trial we can’t talk about being tied up on Direct TV. Anyway, as we head to the fifth inning, let’s all rise for the singing of, “God Loves America a lot more than those different-colored peoples countries”, to be sung by the lovely and talented Betsy-Ross Farmsworth, Petty Officer third class and distand relative of Betsy Ross of the flag-sewing fame.”

(sings song of ultra nationalism and xenophobia to the cheering throngs of poorly educated white men…)

“Now it’ll be the cleanup hitter for the Phillies, who hits one deep off the Yankee reliever, deep, way back, back back back back back back back back…and it’s over the fence, and it now appears to have struck the large 100 foot cross held by the statue of Richard Nixon out in the center field bleachers, and may have injured the man with the rainbow hair and JOHN:316 sign! Folks, we’ll be back after this- what a shot!”

(Baseball Tonight’ music)

“All right, it’s a Phillie lead as we go into the 7th inning stretch, and will everyone please rise and put your hands over your ears as the B-1 P117 stealth fighter bomber napalm missile launching depth charge dropping nuclear fissionmaster machine gunning fuel air explosive nuetron laser radio-scoppic armor piercing infra red heat seeking terror tracking bunker busting peace love harmony bringer does a fly over of Qual-ca-traz stadium please? You might want to use the ear plugs provided by the nice folks from ‘Keep-it-WHITE- Phosphorous company, and we do thank them”.

(foreboding jets of armaggedden streak across the sky, sucking in geese and spitting them out as down, sprinkling feathers over the crowd, who roar their approval…)

“With the bases loaded here and two out, game 1 pitch away from ending, let’s welcome Corporal ‘point-an-shoot’ Carter, as he sings a song from his wildly successful ‘More than a refugee to me’ album, friends, here’s Corporal Carter singing, “Blessed are the Bombs, if they’re red white and blue’”.

(low buzz over the Qual-ca-traz stadium)…

“Oh dear lord, you know you know its true

that the good folks of the USA are exceptional to you

and it’ll always be the one true truth, so give ol’ America it’s due-

Blessed are the bombs

if they’re red white and blue!

We searched the worlds religions

we scoured every shore

we read the worlds religious books

we kicked down every door

we over saw elections

when we couldnt control our own

we couldnt save lives but we saved our money

bombing with a drone

We invaded, tortured, hung and killed

and ducked every well thrown shoe…

but blessed are the big bad bombs

if they’re red and white

spreading fright

plunging the world into night

making money when we fight..

Oh, Blessed are the Bombs

if they’re red, white and blue”

(stadium in stunned silence)

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EarthSourceMedia reports for Halloween, 2009

The Smog of War

‘My my my, the BBC

bringing bullshit news from the world to me

 Just like FOX or a bucket of pee

the Joseph Goebells of today’s TV’
“Good evening and welcome to BBC America, join us on FaceBook and follow us on twitter! Today’s report is terror- in the form of H1N1, A.K.A., the swine flu. Now, no matter what you do, please don’t panic. Remain calm! Reports coming from certain elements now tell us the Swine Flu has spread through 20 states and 5 countries, killing 19 people- nearly as many people as those who died in drive by shootings last weekend in Los Angeles!

Should you be afraid? Well, in a word, yes. 90% of fatalities from H1N1 will be people under the age of 65! Now let’s go to the phones and take your questions. ”

“Hello, you’re on the BBC. What’s on your mind this evening?”

“%^$#! Fuc@ You, you stupid #!@%! Fuc&#!@!”

‘*click*’

“You can’t please everybody, now can you?”

“Hello, you’re on the BBC!”

“Uh yeah, isn’t it true that 90% of fatalities from drive by shootings are people under 65 too? Why you makin’ such a big deal about pig flu den?”

“Ahem, I’m afraid shootings in LA have leveled off, while the H1N1 has positively skyrocketed to 19.”

“Oh.”

“Thank you for calling. BBC you’re on the air?”

“Fu#! bitch#! you stu$@#! Fuc#!@ Mother fuc!@#!”

*click*

“Now coming to us by remote feed it’s Hillary ‘Secretary’ Clinton, ‘ello Hillary, ‘ow are you?”

“Im just fine, thank you”…I’ve just arrived here in Pakistan where things are going quite well..

I’d like to express my condolences to the families of the DEA agents who died when the drug lords on our CIA payroll had them killed and…

B-L-A-M! KA-BOOOOM!

“Im sorry, Im going to have to go now, but..”

“Hillary, are you ok?”

:Right this way Secretary”

“Yes, Im fine, (sklish sklish sklish) but I have to leave the scene, many were killed by a suicide (sklish sklish) oh thats disgusting”

“Watch your step Madam secretary”

“Oh, the humanity!” (sklish slop sklish)

“And now back to our broadcast. The swine flu is expected to go after children, so be afraid. We suggest you keep your sons indoors until , until, at least until we send them to fight in Afghanistan, or wherever the drug trade takes us I dare say”. Now please welcome our guest Joey Racano, Editor of upstart net sensation, EarthSourceMedia. Welcome Joey!”

“Thanks for having me. Y’know, it’s got me a bit puzzled why you sit there in front of an incredibly polluted Los Angeles skyline and tell people how dangerous the flu is. It’s common knowledge that smog decreases the lung capacity of inner city children, so why aren’t you warning us about the dangers of climate change and fossil fuel burning? How ’bout the melting glaciers and drowning Polar Bears?”

“Ah, you’re the crafty one, eh? Well I’m sorry we’ve about run out of time today but why don’t you come back someday and we’ll discuss this further…like…say, the next third leapyear in june or septober?”

“Thanks for coming folks, and here’s a word from our sponsors Chevron, Exxon, Ron’s Radon and Rainy Day Uranium. Thank you, and goodnight!”

(theme kicks in, wild applause)

r-r-r-r-r-r-ing!  r-r-r-r-r-r-ing!

get that would you

no no let it ring its probably that ass- ole

r-r-r-r-ing!  “‘ello?”

“Fuck you you stupi#!@!”

*click*

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Mike ‘Double Cross’ Chrisman              Photo by Racano

EarthSourceMedia Reports for October 9th, 2009

The Politics of Pollution  by joey racano

Intro

‘Close your eyes and face the ocean. Feel the breeze. Curl your toes into the sand. Breathe in deep. Smell the salt, the history. Feel the wind bite your cheek. Hear the muted cries of the minions of the deep, the fish nations. The imperiled Whales, the leather-skinned sailors- all singing the song of the sea-siren’.

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600  Miles

The ride to San Diego is always worth it, and last Tuesday was no exception. The golden hills of San Luis Obispo gave way to the windy passes of Gaviota, they in turn leading to the perpetual scent of burn in Santa Barbara, the coastal charm of Ventura, through to LAX Jets and the madness of L.A. At the refineries of Carson, a 5-story American flag commands us to introspect, as our soldiers die in far flung lands for the price of a gallon of gasoline and a hunger to be free.

Part of that freedom is the liberty to challenge, against all odds, the powerful, entrenched -and sometimes wildly popular and famous- who would see our precious Mother Ocean as a dump for rich industrial friends and the detritus of society.

The Camp

We arrived in Oceanside a day before the Coastal Commission meeting to find a good place to moor the biodiesel-powered RV, and came to rest ‘neath the waving arms of a California Pepper Tree. I wondered why a tree from Brazil was called Californian, and I also wondered why Governor Schwarzenegger was forcing the Coastal Commission to re-vote on the San Diego sewage waiver. After all, it had only been 54 days since the Commission voted a resounding ‘NO’ by an 8-1 margin. This was a new application by San Diego to keep dumping America’s dirtiest sewage into the ocean at Point Loma, but it was being heard without the 6 months wait required by law. Something just didn’t seem right.

The Meeting

When the meeting started, the con-man Mayor of San Diego sat in the hallway, nervously twiddling his fingers, and in through the door waltzed none other than California Secretary of Resources Mike Chrisman! This was big.

Arnold Schwarzenegger’s #2 man and Chair of the Ocean Protection Council, this was indeed a powerful presence looming over a meeting to re-decide the fate of the San Diego sewage-dumping waiver- a waiver being used to flush 200 million gallons a day into the ocean with no secondary treatment. Chrisman shook hands with all the bad guys, and it dawned on me he was up to no good! He joined the Coastal Commission in the back room for a closed-session, and it became abundantly clear that Arnold had sent him to this meeting to tamper with the regulatory process of the State of California, putting our ocean in grave peril!

Getting Active

I started snapping photos of the bad guys left and right, and Secretary Chrisman had angry words as I snapped his photo coming out of the backroom. “What’s that for?” asked Commissioner and Schwarzenegger appointee Steve Kram (who I later photographed throwing a cigarette on the street). I answered, “It’s for my huge e mail list!” with a smile.

San Diego Coast Keeper Bruce ’sugar ray’ Reznik twice threatened to hit me, catching himself in time to save his own neck. I kept snapping photos of him saying, “Yes, please hit me, please”. His lady Coast Keeper said, “I’ll hit you!”. They were quite shameful- there to support the waiver, and the money they get from the city to ’study’ alternatives.

Surfrider Foundation Lawyer Marco Gonzales had a wose display- surrounded by cute lady-lawyers, he put two middle fingers arrogantly in the air, expressing his contempt for the health of those who must surf in that water.

The good guys

The poor good-guy Coastal Commissioners could only sit back with blank looks, being forced to ‘vote again’ on an issue they knew was wrong. It was so corrupt, I had to re-name the Resources Secretary ‘Double Cross’ Chrisman!

In the end, even the heroics of Heal the Bay, who sent in Mark Gold himself, couldn’t save the rueful day, and this time the waiver passed, 8-4. A vulgar display of manipulation, and the losers were the surfers, the fishers, and people like me, who believed in Arnold.

Pollution, Epilogue

Mike ‘Double Cross’ Chrisman should resign as Chair of the Ocean Protection Council immediately. As for Arnold Schwarzenegger -who has tried to open our coast to offshore oil drilling, clear cut our forests with a phony cap and trade ruse, and now has tampered with the regulatory system to allow 50 billion gallons of sewage a year to continue being poured into the sea by San Diego’s con-man Mayor Jerry Sanders, -his ‘clean water ocean legacy’ is disgraced.

As for our merry band of ocean activists still intent on stopping that last sewage waiver in California? We’ve just begun to fight!

Joey Racano, Director
Ocean Outfall Group

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EarthSourceMedia Reports for September 18th, 2009

~Forcing the Task Force~

Having arrived a day early, I found myself first staring at a blazing San Francisco sunset and then awakening the next morning to a multitude of hungry fisherman hauling poor shark after shark out of the bay and slamming them unceremoniously to the asphalt pavement that was Pier 28. I wrestled with the notion of running over and tossing them back into the life-giving waters, but knew it was no use. I turned away, feeling like a friend was dying in the street- and I guess he was.

In Deep Water

Most people will tell you they know the oceans are in deep water. Some will say we need more studies. Of course, the people who say more studies are usually the people who actually do those studies for a living and even when they do them, they always conclude by saying, “The results of our study show ‘more studies needed’!”

As he fends off hecklers and nuts with automatic weapons who stand outside his speeches, President Obama has finally gotten around to creating and mobilizing his ‘Inter-Agency Ocean Policy Task Force’, whose job it is to listen to the scientists, experts and public, and use that input to formulate an all-encompassing plan to do no less than save the ocean.

The first meeting of the IOPTF was held in San Francisco yesterday at the Hyatt Embarcadero, same place the California Coastal Commission voted to deny San Diego another sewage ‘waiver’ last month, and yes, I was there. Waivers of the Federal Clean Water Act, like the one San Diego uses to dump filthy human sewage into the ocean, are part of a pattern of reckless behavior that has led to oceans in crisis.

And of course, the corruption runs deep too; instead of cleaning up the sewage, San Diego Mayor Jerry Sanders has re-submitted another waiver application, and the Coastal Commission will hear it -yet again- on October 7th, at Carlsbad California City Council chambers. And yes, I will again be there! But surely, I digress…

Historic Meeting

Zipping up and down the State of California in our ‘Scacciabong’ (RV), we made sure to attend this historic meeting as well as the Ocean Protection Council meeting held just prior. Inside, the task force listened as elected officials spoke of ocean protection, scientists and biostitutes spoke of new things to study, and environmentalists from far-flung places detailed their struggles. But many of the standing-room only crowd were ordinary citizens, some young, some old, but none of them were really buying into what amounted to a bill of goods being sold there at the Embarcadero Hyatt.

Like the taxis waiting along the curb out front of the palacial diggs, somewhere out in the shadows, toxic polluters, long liners, shark finners, dolphin killers, Navy sonar whale-ear blasters, they were all lined up out there too, waiting for the lip service to be over. Waiting for the media lights to point back at the latest abduction, school murder or winner of American Idol, so they could resume their predation on our green and yet very blue planet and ocean.

Real Hope

The real hope, I knew was outside the building, where a mob-scene of colorful aquatic costumes swam the streets of San Francisco, now leaping clear of the waves, now duck-diving ‘neath a passing MUNI Bus or Trolly. Winding my camera and nursing a coffee, I jogged out into the city air, where hope wore the costume of a Sockeye Salmon and tomorrow held a surfboard emblazoned with the words: HEALTHY OCEAN=HEALTHY SURFERS. I gathered 30 or so of the different species into a school and snapped the above photo, one that I knew would reflect the desperate mood of a meloncholy ocean, gasping for breath.

And of all the messages given and taken from the first listening-session of President Obama’s Inter Agency Ocean Policy Task Force, perhaps the most simple and straight forward was the one I gave on the 5:00 evening news, to KTVU Health and Science Editor John Fowler: “What’s the message of all this?”, he queried, to which I replied, “That the ocean is not a cheap dumping ground for the detritus of society. That it should no longer be viewed as a resource, but as a source”.

Of course, none of those in charge would agree, and there lies our dilema- the only way any of them will do anything is with the permission of those who suck the life out of our ocean like dark eyed vampires on the pale throat of a victorian princess. But I knew something they all didn’t, and as we drove the many miles back home to California’s rugged if over-fished Central Coast: all the excuses and compromise and politicking in the world simply don’t matter to a dying Earth. And those warriors, those vikings, those soldiers, those youthful, resourceful, ever-hopeful ocean activists out there in their colorful protest costumes, they aren’t here to buy a bridge. They’re here to build one to the future.

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 the dogs of hate

EarthSourceMedia reports for July 7th, 2009

~Dogs of Hate~

‘Ain’t they great

the Dogs of Hate

hatin’ the left

shovin’ to the right

the white glove of love

lays in state tonight…

Hey kids,

Joey Racano here for EarthSourceMedia and yes, it’s been a while. I’ve been very busy. But not so busy that I haven’t been watching what’s going on in this crazy world of yours. Right, YOURS. Us older folks will be dead and we’re leaving you a dying and poisoned world. And so it’s important that anyone who really wants to help you, tells it like it is- it’s YOUR WORLD.

Michael Jackson knew that.

Michael Jackson is being memorialized this morning at Staple Center in Los Angeles, and in his death, he’s doing what he never could in life; he’s starting a revolution. Remember that song, ‘Wanna be Starting Somethin’? Well this is it. This is it- which, by the way, was the name of his glorious comeback tour that was never to be, because he died the morning after his last rehearsal. And listen to the words of his last tunes- ‘They Don’t Really Care About Us’. He knew it. You know it and I know it. The Dogs of Hate will send your ass to war, but they don’t care about you at all. They just want you to grovel and obey until they suffocate under the weight of their ill-begotten dollars and you suffocate from poisoned air.

Michael had the same message Jimi Hendrix had on the ‘Band of Gypsys’ album: A message of Love. And I think this is a great time to invoke the star player of the right wing- Jesus. Jesus showed everyone what happens when you have the audacity of living a life steeped in L-O-V-E. They fucking kill you. And America is the king of hate. I mean, how many countries are we bombing right now, 15 or 16? Just take a look at that ignorant congressman from Long Island New York (where I grew up!). He’s talkin’ hate about the greatest lover the world ever knew- Michael Jackson.

And usually, more often than not, people who talk shit about child molestation or stuff like that (which no way was Michael about in any way shape or form) it’s always people like the good congressman from NY who are molesting kids in the background. Just look at all the priests and such. Scum of the earth for the most part. Them and their disgusting perverted phony control-oriented religions. They should all swallow a razor blade IMHO.

Michael Jackson was the worlds biggest childrens advocate, and the bad guys turned it around on us and dragged this gentle man through the mud- and he was found not guilty on all 14 counts I might add.

These are all the same guys who want you to think there is something happening in the Iranian election that wasn’t done in our own country an order of magnitude larger and ‘worser’. Next time someone tells you Iran stole their election, just say, “Fuck you, you idiot- what happened in America in 2000 when a right wing judge decided Bush should be the President? And here we are 3 trillion dollars and a million innocent lives later, without a shred of a constitution or bill of rights and the appointees the shithead left behind on the supreme court are dragging us further and further to the right, voting against the Earth, Whales, Oceans, forests and wetlands, leaving you kids to die in the streets without trauma centers as they spend all the money- and I do mean ALL the money- on war!

The fact that the Staple Center won’t be showing the ceremony on it’s huge outdoor screen tells it all. They are afraid of us, baby, and well they should be. Because the time is right for revolution.

In the immortal words of John F. Kennedy, “Those who make peaceful revolution impossible, make violent revolution inevitable”.

On a personal note:

Michael, thank you for all your love, and for caring about the voiceless creatures of the earth, and all as you were under constant attack, as we lovers always are from the Dogs of Hate.

-always your fan,

joey racano 

 

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EarthSourceMedia Reports for April 28th, 2009

~The Pig Flew~

Instantly, it all came flooding back- the terrible cacaphony of jumbo jet impacts, the horrible maelstrom that has come simply to be called, 9-11. It was all done with the sweeping wings of a giant metal bird, the rapacious roar of jet engines gone awry, and delivered to the city of New York this morning, April 27th, 2009. With no warning, no fanfare; as a thief in the night having choosen instead to go the daylight route of the professional burgler. Maximum impact on the nerves of those still suffering traumatic stress syndrome from a maximum impact. A swift suicide flyby by a massive jetliner, right at the Statue of Liberty, with fighter jets in toe, no less…

All for a mere photo opportunity? Given the o.k. by the United States Government? Oh, most certainly- and Peter Pan is real, as well. Or perhaps this was an off season visit by Saint Nick himself, both sleigh and an elf! And there’s that long-for-sale bridge just across the river in Brooklyn. And perhaps -just perhaps, the good if shaken people of New York City are still yet willing to make the gullable purchase.

Brooklyn, NY:

TONITE said the soiled Fulton Street marquis, looming above a Brooklyn corner where tommorows men and todays youth honed their skills at a game called craps. THE CHILLI CON CARNE RAP BAND- ONE NIGHT ONLY. Inside, the smoke rose from the dinner table section and an olive-skinned man spat his poetry through the open wound of a microphone: 

(driving bass/hypnotic tribal drum)

“Is it really a pandemic? Brother, that’s academic.

Walls around our country, the agents at our borders-Tell me, brains of shizzle, does torture follow orders?

An Illuminati in a mazzeratti? A manican in the Vatican!

‘Zat plane screaming above bringing a message of love, or is it mo’ strategy from the Master ‘C’, the ex VP, AKA Dick Cheney?

Did you wonder as you dove for cover, was this Rove with another trove from his treasure of twisted pleasure, designed to freak the mind of the kind, tweak the meek and the weak ’till they hunch the hell over with a sorry physique…”

In the back row, two kids talk over the din, one asking the other, “What’s he talkin’ ’bout?” And the answer came, “Not a thing ta’ concern us, cousin.”  

Manhattan, NY:

“It’s them again! They’re back to avenge Saddam Hussein!!” screamed a wild-eyed New Yorker. He rushed down the flight of stairs, joining the petrified masses pouring into the streets of Mahattan. Children called to their mothers from beneath hordes who trampled all in their path; all 5 boroughs of the ‘big apple’  had became as a Rhode Island nightclub fire.

“Not again!” pleaded a woman fumbling with her rosary, “Not again!”

Crawford, Texas:

“Ah, so you’re termed, what of it? Look at all the apples you shook down yonder! A credit to yer race, I say. Remember, the military will be yours, not his or theirs. Hell, let ‘em have the whitehouse- it’s got more bugs than Mexican tap water. We’ll know every move they make! But the military- our boys in cammo- they’ll never have them. When we said ‘mission accomplished’, it was accomplished by then. And no one can even speak out against us- you saw what happened to Neapalitano when that study came to light saying troops are easy recruits for the Aryans- she was forced to apologize! No more Posse Cumitatus, heck man, we’re sittin’ in the cat bird seat fer sure. And if they ever come for us about torture, we’ll give the melting pot a surprise they’ll never forget- a big scary jumbo jet circling around an even bigger version of my middle finger!”

Burbank, California (5 months later):

“No, FOX TV will most certainly not carry Mr. Obama’s speech, no sir! What does he think I’m running here, a free ride for every Tom Dick and Harry who would lead the free world? The answer is no, and that’s my final word.”

“Yes, Mr. Murdoch”.

Washington DC:

“But did anybody ever consider the value in safety, you idiot? Call it torture, call it annoyance, call it anything you want, this country hasn’t been hit since that fatefull morning of (begin humming melody of ‘Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!’) nine eleven! We got good info out of that tortu- I mean, those harsh interrogation techniques. Now get the F#@!K out before I have Blackwater- I mean ‘Xe’- throw you out you miserable liberal media maid you! Somebody get me O’rielly on the phone- now!”

“Y-y-y-y-y-you got ‘em, hello? Who is this?”

“Bill O’reilly?”

“This is Bill, who is this?”

“XXXXXXXXXXX”

“Yes sir! And how can I serve my country today, sir?”

“I knew I could count on you, Bill. Look, I need someone to lean on the military chief of…”

“A plane? You mean like, a big jet?”

“Not just any plane, Bill- AIR FORCE ONE!”

“That’s gonna scare a lot of…..o-o-o-o-o-hhhhh, ohhh, now I, now I see…hee hee hee ha ha!”

“Yeah, so take care, bye bye.”

“Hee hee ha…*click!*

Melbourne, Australia:

“OK, so has the Navy perfected our Swine Flu at the border?”

“Yessir, it’s been mixed with the human version and we now are confirming sustained person-to-person. We’re at the verge of pandemia, just say the word”.

“Word- and the word is, ’spread’! I want it in Canada, New Zealand, New York and..”

“Aren’t you hitting New York kind of hard sir? I mean they’ve already been throug-”

“When I want your opinion Ill give it to you, you snot nosed…”

“I’m sorry sir, I don’t quite under-”

“When I rattle your cage, …you..”

“Sir?”

“When I ask for toilet paper, you roll out!”

“Ohh, ohh, uh, a-huh ha ha, I see.”

“Good. Now get somebody to close a school, any school. Try those catholic schools, they’re always happy to scare hell out of…”

“Yessir.”

New York City, April 27th:

‘Project Sky-Scare’

“Karl, come in Karl!* fzzz-bzzzt-”

“Karl here come back”

“What’s your 20 Karl?”

“Airborne and approaching the lucky lady sir!”

Bzzzt-pop”Roger that sky-scare, out”

“Out- Yeeeeeee-haaaaawwww!! Lookit them boogers run! Ha ha!!!”

Washington DC:

“Um, Mr. President, it’s urgent. I’ve got a lady from New York on the phone, she sounds level headed but the story’s a bit fantastic- says there’s a jumbo jet circling her apartment building since 7:00 o’clock, and people are ready to jump out of windows. we’ve traced the call to the project apartments in Manhattan- she checks out.”

“Good heavens! Well, I guess this is where George Bush sat and read to children about goats or something, right?”

“Yes I believe so, sir.”

“Sir? There’s a call from capcom saying it’s all true, but just a photo op sir”.

“Scaring thousands out of their ba-jeezers? By whose orders??”

Australia:

“Fzzzt-crackpop BzzztKarl, Dick, Rupert- ha ha!! Look behind you Karl!! Lookit me you assholes!! ha haaa ha haaa! Wooooooooooo! USA! USA! USA! W-ooooooooooooo! Who’s bad now, motherf@!$Ker ?”

“Bill? O’reilly is that you?”

“Dam right Dick!” Hadaya like me now? W-ooooooooooooo!” USA! USA!

“Bill, where are you?”

“Right behind Karl- in the fighter!! W-oooooooooooooo! Ha ha! Get the photograph! Get the picture!! Where’s your guy?”

“On the Empire State Building there- johnson, come in! Are you there? Photo Officer Johnson, are you there, come in! Take the picture- take the picture!!”

“Sir- I’m ready to take- I’m trying to- oh no!!!!!!”

“Johnson, report!”

“Karl?”

“Yeah Dick”.

“Rupert?”

“Yes, what about the photo?”

“Oh darnit, darnit, darnit, darnit, DAM!!”

“Johnson, what is it?”

BATTERY EXHAUSTED.

“im sorry dick.”

“You’re ass is dead meat.”

’sir?’ ‘take another pass! take anoth…”

“d-e-a-d.”

That’s it for this week folks. Stay tuned next week for, AMERICA is RIGHT- FAR RIGHT!

 

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EarthSourceMedia Reports for April 18th, 2009

‘Ode to Guantanamo’ 

by joey racano

“Popular culture

 as viewed through a mulcher

People in charge

on bones like a vulture

Brain’s being filled

children being killed

A boy ain’t a man

’till blood has been spilled

playing video games

then flying jet planes

Come out from the orchard

it’s time to be tortured”

The heavy metal gates clanged shut, echoing around the compound like the lowest note on a piano. Like always, I looked toward the low-hung ceiling, talking to God just ‘neath my breath- “Thank you, lord, for giving me this chance to help America, keep ‘er safe. Thank you, Jesus, for the chance to get this towel head off the streets of Bahgdad, away from good christians-to-be. And most of all lord, thank you for making sure the next one tortured won’t be me’”

Behind the nameless doors, faceless prisoners counted the footsteps; seven, eight, nine- “Oh no, nine! That means me!’ Oh please, Allah, Yahwie, Jesus, Jahovah- make it fast, don’t let it last’. I have been a good man, a servant of divinity. Of self, of family, of duty.” 

The keys jingled their song of menace, like a wind chime in the halls of hell. Handsome young men in starched uniforms and perfect haircuts siezed the prisoner by the arms, slipped netting over his face and marched him to the gurney. It was time.

I filled the water buckets with precision, every movement, every sound, designed for maximum terror. I started out one drip at a time, one drop, drip, drop, ployp, plip, ployp, plip…

Then the water rushed bucketward like an angry North Dakota river, and the drip-drop of our young prisoners tears may as well have been my imagination. I tried hard to reconcile the irony of it all; trying to be creative in my quest to cause this prisoner terror, yet he was the terrorist. Hmm. We laid him on the gurney upside down, feet toward the ceiling, and it reminded me of the crucifixion of Christ.

“Blub blub’, he said, ‘blub blub!”

A gurgle and a lie

“Arg, ahh, he went, argh ahh-

God, please don’t let me die!”

We finished with him 11 days later

knowing that America had become that much greater

And though we avoided church and so the eyes of our creator

we knew deep down we would answer to him later 

And finally, -a confession! That dirty rotten slime!

Not only was he a terrorist, he was guilty of the crime

of wanting to be different from what we hold so dear

like Jesus mom and apple pie and TV’s full of fear

I went back down to my underground and turned the TV on

and witnessed 14 murders, a game show and a don;

I knew right then that we were right

and the towel heads must die!

Thank you lord, for letting me serve

now, please excuse me,  I must cry”

a poet and a patriot

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