AI: Virtual Reality:
The Virtual Reality adventure is driven by the need to achieve a Utopian, Humanist realm to supplant the as yet, seemingly, unattainable true reality that is human existence.
AI: Virtual Reality:
The Virtual Reality adventure is driven by the need to achieve a Utopian, Humanist realm to supplant the as yet, seemingly, unattainable true reality that is human existence.
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© COPYRIGHT 2015-16 This script may not be used or reproduced without the express written permission of the author
Logline:
Marshall, a 51-year-old, single, gay male and, 24-year-old, attractive gay Justin while attending Marshall’s best friend Brad’s 50th birthday party, are soon to find their flirtatious gestures of mutual physical attraction harbours a 20-year-old surprise of unimaginable emotional consequence that neither could have possibly imagined.
FADE IN: INT. CONDO-APARTMENT – FESTIVE PARTY ATMOSPHERE – EVENING
Standing in the middle of the well-appointed living room, surrounded by a small number of well dressed partiers, fifty-one year old Marshall, holding a bottle of beer, congratulates Brad who is celebrating his 50th birthday
MARSHALL
(joyously)
Congratulations Brad, who’d of thought we’d make it this far ah? (pausing) The big five-0, damn!
BRAD
(sheepishly)
Thanks man, yah, who’d of believed it. Frankly, I don’t feel it – I mean, in here (points to his head) I’m still 20 years old
(shakes his head, clinks
glass to Marshall’s bottle)
Thanks and thanks for throwing
the surprise party (drinks)
Marshall drinks while scanning the room then pauses when he spots an attractive young man (JUSTIN) talking to another partier
MARSHALL
(inquisitively)
Brad, who’s that hot look’n kid
(gestures bottle in direction toward Justin)
BRAD
(unawares)
Who, which guy? Coz, if he’s
good looking he’s mine! Remember,
it’s my birthday party!
(looks to direction pointed)
I don’t know, I’ve not seen him before,
he must have come with someone but, if
he’s not attached he’s mine!
(both laugh at the speculation walking away in different directions)
INT. BOTTLE CLUTTERED KITCHEN – LATER
(Marshall walks into kitchen to get a beer from the fridge, Justin follows behind and leans against the kitchen counter next to the fridge.)
MARSHALL
(surprised to see Justin)
Hi, how’s it goin?
JUSTIN
(coyly and speculative)
Not bad, and you?
MARSHALL
(nervous tone)
Good, and you.. (pauses) I mean great!
(pauses) So you a friend of Brad’s, I’ve
seen you before?
JUSTIN
(confidently)
No, no I came with Angie
(gestures with drink toward living room)
She and I were out for coffee this
morning and she invited me to come along
MARSHALL
(turning toward living room)
Yah, I know Angie. How did you come
to know her. She’s kinda old for
you isn’t she (subtle laugh)
JUSTIN
(smiling at the comment)
No, no, she’s just a friend. I met her
at acting class. We had to do an impromptu
together and we just hit if off – she’s
great. (Turns to face Marshall)
How about you, what brings you to Brad’s
birthday party?
MARSHALL
(leans against the counter next to Justin)
Who me, o shit, I’ve known Brad for over
twenty years now. We’ve to hell and back
together. (pausing) Frankly, we are both
surprised we’re still kicking at fifty.
JUSTIN
(flirtatiously questioning)
What, you fifty? Come on, you don’t look a
older than forty-nine (laughing)
(Marshall turns abruptly and fains a punch to Justin’s gut. Justin responds by grabbing Marshall. The two jostle playfully until Brad enters the kitchen)
BRAD
(jokingly, questioning)
Ok you two, no fighting in the Kitchen.
I thought you didn’t know each other, either
that or you’re getting there
(leans into Marshall’s, whispering angularly)
I thought I told you he was mine!
(Marshall shrugs his shoulders)
JUSTIN
(confused)
What, what’s goin on between you two?
BRAD
(looking directly at Marshall)
Oh nothing, nothing..just a private joke
(turns to Justin coyly)
So, my name is Brad, I am the birthday boy.
And who might you be? (extends hand-shake)
JUSTIN
(shaking Brad’s hand)
I’m Justin, I came with Angie. We..
(Marshall interrupts)
MARSHALL
(turning to Justin)
Oh, right.. I never did introduce myself
(Brad abruptly leaves the kitchen pissed
at Marshall who introduces himself to Justin
in the background)
INT: APARTMENT-CONDO – LIVING ROOM COUCH – LATE EVENING
BRAD
(annoyed, sarcastically)
So you, Justin; seems you both hit it off.
You gonna be seeing more of him?
MARSHALL
(apologetic)
Look Brad, I’m sorry. I know it’s YOUR birthday
and I know YOU’RE upset with me but, shit man, I
didn’t expect that to happen. It just did.
And no, I mean I don’t know if he’s truly even interested. I mean he’s just a twenty-four year old kid, what would he want with an old-fart like me? But, I’d be lying if I didn’t say it wouldn’t be great but…(pauses and embraces sulking Brad)
INT: MARSHALL’S BEDROOM – EARLY NEXT MORNING
(Marshall, asleep in his bed, gets abruptly woken by the sound of his cell-phone ringing. Looking at the alarm clock reading 9:30 he becomes annoyed at being woken so early after such a late night before.)
MARSHALL
(pissed)
Yah, who is it…what do you want?
VOICE ON PHONE (JUSTIN)
(nervous, apologetic)
Oh, sorry, did I wake you? It’s me Justin
MARSHALL
(joyful,surprised,attentive)
Oh, Justin, hay sorry for that, it’s
just that I got home late and hoping to
sleep in…sorry. So, how are you? How’d
you get my number by the way? (laughs)
JUSTIN
(apologetic)
Sorry Marshall, shou, should I call back? (pauses)
MARSHALL
(calmly)
No, no it’s ok Justin, so…
JUSTIN
(mildly anxious)
I got your number from Angie, I hope you
don’t mind??
MARSHALL
(slightly elated)
No, no problem, in fact it’s good to hear
from you, I’m glad you thought to call
even if it is early. So, what’s up?
JUSTIN
(mildly flirtatious)
Well, I was thinking, especially now that
I’ve got you up; you wanna get some breakfast?
I know a great little spot – Dunk’n cafe’.
You know it?
MARSHALL
Yah, 31st and Queen right?
JUSTIN
Right, for eleven, I’ll meet you there?
MARSHALL
(elated)
Sounds good, see you there, at eleven!
(Marshall leans back into the bed pausing to take in what just happened then, looking at the alarm clock, realizes he better get moving. Joyfully jumps out of bed for the bathroom.)
EXT.: OUTDOOR – CAFE’ PATIO – MID-MORNING
(Marshall, greeted by the Hostess, sees Justin waving, walks to his table trying not to look outwardly as excited as he felt inside. He couldn’t help but notice Justin’s stunning blue eyes. His wearing a tight-fitting, robin-egg blue T-shirt, making them even bluer. Fidgeting, he tried desperately to conceal his joy in having met such a good looking young man who, apparently, wants to get to know him better.
Marshall’s last relationship of ten years ended just two years prior and figured at fifty-one, the likelihood of ever meeting someone and falling in love was unlikely if not improbable. Especially with someone as young and wholesomely good looking as Justin.)
MARSHALL
(nervously putting napkin on his lap)
So Justin, surprise! I didn’t
expect to hear from you so soon, and
I don’t just mean early (laughs nervously)
JUSTIN
(confidently)
Yah, sorry about that. It’s just, I
enjoyed meeting you yesterday, and, so
I hope you don’t mind?
MARSHALL
No, not at all. If anything, I should be
grateful. Besides being a beautiful sunny
morning, I get the pleasure of breakfast
with a good looking young man!
JUSTIN
(bashfully)
Well thanks, and I with a hot looking man.
(Waitress appears at the table to take their order.)
EXT.: OUTSIDE – STREET NEXT TO CAFE’ – TWO HOURS LATER
MARSHALL
(shyly questioning)
So Justin, that was great. So, what’s up
for the rest of this glorious day?
JUSTIN
(non-committal)
Well, not really sure. I promised
Angie I’d help get her new apartment
organized. (laughing) The price I have to
pay to get your number out of her.
I promised I’d do anything she asked
to get it. But it’s been well worth it!
(appreciative)
I hope I’m not being too forward<?>
(Marshall is surprised when Justin embraces and, gives him a slight kiss on the cheek before pulling away)
JUSTIN
(sheepishly hesitant)
So, can we see each other again? I’d really
like to if you do?
MARSHALL
(trying to hide enthusiasm)
Great! Yah, I’d like that, anytime. Give me a
call and we can set something up.
(Justin turns to walk away, pauses, then turns back, facing Marshall, slight hesitation, gives a quick kiss on the lips, pauses, looks into Marshall’s eyes for a reaction, turns and walks away smiling. Marshall, a bit dumbfounded sheepishly waves goodbye, watches Justin walk away.)
LATER SAME DAY
INT.: BRAD’S APARTMENT – MESSY CLUTTER – LIVING ROOM
BRAD
(appreciative)
Thanks Marshall for showing up. I can’t
believe the mess just ten people can create
after just a few drinks. I mean look at this
place…
(scans the messy apartment)
MARSHALL
(poking through the clutter)
Not a problem Brad, the least I can do since
we couldn’t do it at my place
BRAD
(interrupts)
Right, I know, the renovations. When’s
that shit gonna be finished?
MARSHALL
(shaking his head)
Yah, I know, seems it’s been going on forever
but look, I need to talk to you about that kid
Justin, he..
BRAD
(interrupts)
What? Don’t tell me, not already? You just met the
kid last night and there’s already drama
(continues cleaning, shakes his head)
MARSHALL
(perplexed)
Well no! There is no DRAMA. It’s just that I really
don’t know how to react to him.
BRAD
(questioning)
What do you mean, he is coming on to you<?> I’d
say go for it! It isn’t every day a hot young
guy is gonna want to jump those old bones (laughs)
MARSHALL
Ha, ha, ha.. have your laugh. No, really it’s more
than that. Look, we met for breakfast this
morning – his idea not mine. Well, when we’re saying
our good-byes sort of thing; he up and kissed me on
the lips..
BRAD
So! What’s the big deal? The kid obviously likes
you.
MARSHALL
Well it’s just that; when he kissed me, something about it seemed kinda of strange. Almost like I had been kissed by my brother or something, I don’t know..
BRAD
What? Get a grip man, you’ve just been on your own for a little too long and your scared. Maybe you just have
to take the lead and slow him down a bit. I know if it were me he’d be knowing the colour of my bed-sheets by now.
MARSHALL
Again, very funny. Well, what ever it is I know there is something odd about this whole thing.
BRAD
Bottom line: do you like him? And if you do I’d say; just go with it and see what happens. After all he is just twenty and you could just be the soup d’jour
MARSHALL
Thanks! You’ve been a great help.. Bastard!
TWO WEEKS LATER:
PHONE CONVERSATION: JUSTIN CALLS MARSHALL
JUSTIN
So look, Marshall I want you to come over tonight
MARSHALL
Justin we were just out last night?
JUSTIN
But I’ve got a surprise for you.. And no it’s not that… (sexy, mischievous laugh)
MARSHALL
Justin.?
JUSTIN
Ok, then tomorrow night, be here for 8 sharp
(hangs up before Marshall can respond)
NEXT DAY:
INT.: JUSTIN’S APARTMENT HALL DOOR – 8PM
(Marshall arrives at Justin’s apartment to find an envelope tacked to the door with his name on it. He opens the envelope to find a note: “ MARSHALL, surprise: the door’s unlocked, come in, follow the arrows Love Justin”)
INT.: JUSTIN’S APARTMENT AND BEDROOM
(Marshall enters, the room has enough light to just notice paper arrows taped to a path of arrows that lead to Justin’s bedroom – he opens the closed door, it’s dark, he enters the room, lights flash on.)
JUSTIN
(laying naked on the bed)
SURPRISE! Now come here you big hunk of man
MARSHALL
(taking off clothes)
Justin, what the…
INT.: JUSTIN’S BEDROOM – A SHORT-TIME LATER
(Marshall and Justin naked, making out but Marshall visibly having difficulty)
MARSHALL
(rolls away, troubled)
Justin, stop for a minute, wait
JUSTIN
(confused)
What, what’s the problem Marshall? Is it too soon?
I know you wanted to hold off but,
MARSHALL
No, no, it’s not that, truth: I don’t know, something else. Give me a minute….
(Marshall pulls a bed sheet around his waist and goes out the bedroom. Justin sitting up in the bed, looks confused and left wondering what was wrong. Marshall exits bedroom and walks to the living room. As he passes a bookshelf he sees a picture of a women. Taking a closer look, the women seems strangely familiar to him. Taking the picture back to the bedroom.)
MARSHALL
(inquisitively, holding the picture up)
Justin, who is this picture of?
JUSTIN
That’s my mother, she’s living in Winnipeg, why?
MARSHALL
(slightly anxious)
What’s your mother’s name?
JUSTIN
Rachial. Why? Marshall what’s goin on? Tell me
(Marshall does not reply, places picture on night-table, puts on his clothes and abrutly leaves)
JUSTIN
(pleading, naked, running)
Marshall? What’s going on, what did I do?
(Justin, still naked, crying, stands at hallway door watches Marshall leave.)
HOURS LATER:
INT.: MARSHALL’S APARTMENT – SMALL ROOM FULL OF BOXES
(Marshall rummages through old boxes, pulls out old picture album dated 1980-90. Scouring through pages – comes to a picture of him with and the girl he met during a business trip to Winnipeg. Peeling picture from the album then turns picture over to see written: `Me & Rachial – Winnipeg – 1983’)
MARSHALL
(crying)
SHIT! Shit, shit, shit…
NEXT EVENING:
INT.: SMALL NEIGHBOURHOOD GAY BAR
MARSHALL
(sitting at bar with drink)
My turn I guess, thanks for coming.
BRAD
(just seating at bar)
A friend in need. And let me guess..
MARSHALL
Cut it out, shut-up, and just listen: without
going into all the sorted details I think I know
what’s holding me back with Justin ..
(turns to face BRAD)
He’s my son!
BRAD
(shocked)
What! What the fuck are you saying? How do you know this?
(Marshall pulls picture from pocket, throwing on the bar in front of Brad)
BRAD
(takes, inspects picture)
Wow, you were pretty good looking back then, what happened? (laughs)
MARSHALL
(sullen)
Not me you idiot, the girl. The girl in the picture is Justin’s mother – Rachial, the same Rachial I had sex with while on a business trip to Winnipeg back in the early eighties.
BRAD
(shocked, surprised)
Holy shit man, fuck! Are you certain? How could that be? I mean what the fuck are the chances?
MARSHALL
(looking at picture)
Beats the fuck out of me!
NEXT DAY – EARLY EVENING
INT.: MARSHALL’S APARTMENT – COMPUTER ROOM
(Marshall doing a facebook search `Rachial Dawson, Winnipeg, Man.’. Rachial Dawson profile picture same as Justin’s picture. Makes a phone call)
MARSHALL
(nervous)
Hello, Rachial Dawson? (pauses)
WOMEN’S VOICE (RACHIAL)
Yes, whose calling? Hello..
MARSHALL
(hesitant, voice shaking)
Rachial, I don’t know if you’d remember
me but, back (pausing) god, years ago
we met, there in Winnipeg. It’s me
Marshall, Marshall Hewitt. Do you recall?
WOMEN’S VOICE (RACHIAL)
Marshall? How could I forget? But why,
why now, after what: twenty, twenty-four
years ago?
MARSHALL
(nervous)
Well Rachial, it’s hard to explain on
the phone but, I need to talk to you
and, and if you don’t mind, I’d like
to come to Winnipeg.
WOMEN’S VOICE
(confused)
You Winnipeg? Marshall, what is this
about, please tell me?
MARSHALL
(reserved)
Well I guess. Let me just say it has to
do with us back then, that night we met
and…, well you know, we had sex and..
WOMEN’S VOICE
(whispered, sullen)
I see, I see. So when?
MARSHALL
(assuredly)
The next possible flight. Don’t worry I
will call you when I arrive and we can
set up a time a place to meet. If that
sounds alright with you?
WOMEN’S VOICE
(whisper, quiet)
I guess. Let me know. (hangs up)
(Marshall hears phone disconnect, waits, listens to dial tone)
TWO DAYS LATER – MID-DAY
INT.: WINNIPEG – SMALL DINER – RESTAURANT BOOTH
(Marshall anxiously awaits Rachial whom, to recognize is only recall of Justin’s picture. She walks into the small diner [he sees the image of the Rachial as he knew twenty-years earlier but then morphs to the late forty-year-old women she is today] He greets her with a wave, a hug-friendly kiss on the cheek. They both sit nervously…)
MARSHALL/RACHIAL
So good.. You too, how..
(both laugh nervous)
MARSHALL
(growing anxious)
Sorry Rach…, as you can guess I’m pretty
nervous..
RACHIAL
(calming)
Relax, I’m a mess inside and; after
your call, it conjured up thoughts
I’d thought long forgotten. So…
MARSHALL
So. So, yah well where to start.. Let’s see,
Justin! Yah, Justin, why don’t we start there?
RACHIAL
(surprised)
What, what do you know of Justin, my son?
MARSHALL
(angry)
You mean OUR son! You, me, that night
we had sex. Why didn’t you tell me you
became pregnant, had a boy, my boy!
RACHIAL
(disturbed)
What are you saying? How do you know this,
how do you know Justin?
MARSHALL
(calmer)
We, he, me we met at a friends birthday
part. My best friend Brad. It was his
50th birthday and seems Justin knows a
mutual friend of Brad’s.
RACHIAL
(questioning)
So, so you met Justin there. How did you
come to find out that he was my son?
MARSHALL
(quiet, saddened )
What you don’t know Rachial,
after us, I came out; I’m a gay man.
RACHIAL
(quiet sardonic laugh)
MARSHALL
(questioning – hurt)
What are you smirking at? And so is your son!
There, smirk at that! Yah. Your son, our son,
is Gay! And, and he doesn’t know it yet, but,
he’s in love with me – his father!
(sullen, sad, reclining)
There! Have your little laugh.
RACHIAL
(quietly crying)
I’m sorry. How, why, what are you saying?
First, I know Justin is Gay and, (slight laugh)
I, after we met, thought you might be too.
MARSHALL
(surprised)
What?! Why??
RACHIAL
(calm, explanation)
That’s not important now but, at the time
when I found out I was pregnant, I wanted
to call but, I thought then; you might be Gay. That you wouldn’t want the burden
of knowing.
(sad, apologetic)
I’m sorry, I guess I was wrong. But, you
said Justin was in-love with you. How?
You and Justin?
MARSHALL
(calm, explanation)
Well, as you can imagine, when I first
met him I had no idea of any of this.
He was just this good looking boy,
friend of friend and, well we got to meet
and things kind of happened.
RACHIAL
(shocked, concerned)
You slept with…
MARSHALL
(interrupts)
No! No! We, he, well, it seemed we had
immediate chemistry. I mean as much as
I was attracted to him I knew, I knew
something was wrong about it.
RACHIAL
(calmly inquisitive)
So, when did you realize he was my son, our son?
MARSHALL
(pondering)
I saw your picture, at his apartment.
He planned a surprise. It was to be
our first time. I couldn’t. He had
your picture on a shelf. I wasn’t sure
it was you ‘til I asked your name. I
found the picture we took that night.
Though it seemed to be, I had to call you,
just to make sure.
RACHIAL
(quietly)
I guess I owe you an apology<?>
MARSHALL
(understanding)
Big time!
WEEK LATER – EARLY AFTERNOON
BRAD’S LIVING ROOM
BRAD
(anxiously, inquisitive)
So, how did it go with her; Rachial?
Is it true? Is he your son?
MARSHALL
(resigned)
Yaup! Seems it’s true! Justin is my boy!
BRAD
(sarcastically)
Ho-ly Shit! Marshall – a dad and with his little…
MARSHALL
(interrupts, slightly angry)
Don’t! Don’t you. It’s bad enough without
you mocking the situation. You think I
want this? You don’t know the half of it!
BRAD
(apologetic)
Sorry man, just seems like out of the Movies.
So what are you gonna do? Are you going to tell him?
MARSHALL
(explaining)
Well therein lies the rub. Rachial filled
me in on what Justin was like without a
father. She never spoke of it but Justin
always questioned it. He grew to resent and
bad-mouth even the idea of a father. She knew
it was his way to deal with the emptiness.
(pensive pause)
But face it, I have to tell him either way.
BRAD
(sullen)
Yah. I guess your right. Sorry!
LATER THAT AFTERNOON
PHONE CONVERSATION – MARSHALL CALLS JUSTIN
JUSTIN
(answers cell excited)
Marshall, hay, good to hear you. How was the trip?
Did you get your work done?
MARSHALL
(anxious)
Hi, Justin, yah, no problem. The trip went well.
Hay, look what are you doing tonight?
JUSTIN
(jokingly)
Hmm, let me see<?> I think I have a date
with a hot man… hold on, oh yah, I’m
Talking to him now! Hello… (laughs)
MARSHALL
(impatient)
Ha, ha, ha, very funny. Well look then;
Let’s meet up at Dunk’ns, say seven? Good?
JUSTIN
(curious)
Sure seven, good but, what’s up? You
sound a bit upset. Is everything alright?
MARSHALL
(consoling)
Yah, fine, no problem – see you at seven.
{MUSIC FAKING THE BOOKS Lali Puna}
SAME DAY – EARLY EVENING:
[SILENT DIALOGUE SCENE]
INT.: DUNK’N CAFE
(Marshall and Justin engrossed in heated conversation. As Marshall explains, Justin becomes visibly upset. The more Marshall explains the more Justin becomes angry and crying, lashes out at Marshall and storms out of the restaurant. Marshall embarrassed, sitting alone… (others look toward the commotion))
{MUSIC ’95 AKA MAKE THINGS RIGHT Lemon Jelly}
A WEEK LATER – MID AFTERNOON:
INT.: JUSTIN’S APARTMENT – KNOCK AT DOOR
(Unknown to Justin, Marshall had called Rachial asking if she would come to Toronto, to help straighten out the situation. She feels obliged to come and goes directly to Justin’s apartment.)
JUSTIN
(opens door, surprised)
Mom! Holy shit, what are you doing here?!
RACHIAL
(enters apartment)
Well I think you know the answer;
JUSTIN
(angry)
Marshall!
RACHIAL
(sternly)
Yes, Marshall – your father! Whether you like it or not. In a way this is really all my fault; I should have told you about him long ago but, frankly, never in my wildest dreams would I have thought all this to happen. But, it has and now it’s my time to set things straight (slight laugh) no pun intended
MOMENTS LATER: KNOCK AT DOOR
(Justin opens the door to find Marshall waiting, both return to living room where Rachial greets Marshall with a hug and both turn to Justin looking a bit perplexed by it all. Then all three have a group hug)
FADE TO CLOSE : The End
CLOSING VIDEO MONTAGE (Soundtrack to be selected)
(Series of short clips reflecting the aftermath of the reunion between Rachial, Justin and his new found father Marshall. Then enters Brad who has always had his sights on Justin and is now striking up a friendship. All live happily ever after)
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© COPYRIGHT 2015-16 This script may not be used or reproduced without the express written permission of the author

Life can impose a path, not for choosing;
For sake of answers that remain looming;
Leading to a destiny worthy of reality’s loosing;
Not a choice everyone is capable consuming.
Mysteries are mysteries designed for deceiving;
Masters of the message promulgate their believing;
Truth to answers’ lying worthy of conceding;
Security to reason demanding ongoing breeding.
Confusion, misinformation, fact element destroyed;
You Tube invented to discredit by way to joy;
The reality joke is the brain is now their little toy;
Convolution, the mechanism most assuredly employed.
Not one to believe in the existence of the mythical domain of despicable hate and vileness mastered by one referred to as the DEVIL however, if ever there is to be one human on this Earth who could/would easily be considered to qualify as an agent to such an incarnate, it has to be the Chief Executive Officer of Lockheed Martin, a well known international purveyor of the instruments of WAR.
In a recent shareholders’ meeting, C.E.O. Marilyn A. Hewson, shown here:

proudly and confidently assured her investor audience that the World is rife with conflict despite the tentative ratifying of the agreement with Iran such that a 30% increase in revenues is confidently anticipated. If not solely for the instability in the Middle East but, gleefully, the brewing tensions in the AsianPacific with not only North Korea but too, growing tensions between China and Japan.
Video: start at 1:52min. to hear her speech (have a barf-bag ready)
One could almost suggest the lips on the pictured face of this despicable agent of the Devil are flush with the spilled blood of the countless millions of innocent men, women, and children for which she and Lockheed Martin shareholders are directly responsible through the industry she advocates and administers. Though she and her financial supporters did not create the state of conflict that consumes this world, they do little to nothing to stifle its advancement and aggression. The revel in her pronouncement, assuring the insatiable desire for conflict and killing around the world to be a source of growth and profit for her shareholders, can only be described as gut-wrenching to anyone with a gram of empathy and human emotion. Obviously, Ms. Hewson proves by her own admission in this video; she and those who gain by their efforts to promulgate the killing of innocent lives for profit, are void of any such human qualities.
It is not enough to support our elected officials in defense against terrorist and radical extremist both foreign and domestic, it is time to demand they financially stifle the advances of companies such as Lockheed Martin, Raytheon, General Dynamics and other provocateurs, from manufacturing and distributing tools of mass destruction.
Hollow are the words of any national leader who purports to be against the brutal killing of innocent lives be it through war or domestic violence when they are unwilling to ONCE AND FOREVER: shut down the source of the tools of war.
Since before the day the man who we’ve come to know as Jesus Christ, whether the Son of God or not, who took it upon himself to throw over the tables of the money-changers, running them out of the Temple of worship, charging them to be thieves by way of their commercial enterprises; the majority of humanity has suffered from the ills and hardships derived from the greed and power derived from and associated with, the mechanism know as Money.
Now in this 21st Century, the global commercial economy firmly committed to the avails of monetary exchange, essentially the life-blood to all that is to manifest, is driving this World’s inhabitants, all species, toward certain extinction.
As of this writing, in Paris France, for the third time since the start of this new millennium, a gathering of World leaders and a throng, a thousand-fold in number, of bureaucrats, activists, scientist and international journalist, have convened at the Cop 21 Climate Change Summit. A two week exercise to derive an international agreement setting limits on the level of carbon-dioxide emitted into the atmosphere and, practical measures to reduce existing levels to maintain a 1 degree Celsius rise in global temperatures.
Of the above statement what need be emphasised is `for the third time’.
To listen to what can only be termed `political rhetoric’ espoused by the respective leaders of participating nations, they ring hollow given that they speak to nothing new from words spoken in prior conferences. And, though some progress has be achieved by introduction of new carbon sequestration and limiting technologies, alternative energy solutions, etc.; on balance, they are dwarfed by comparison to the continued introduction of new sources and use of oil, coal and natural gas.
Too, the business driven concept solutions known as Carbon Tax and Cap and Trade are by any order of mindful rationale, nothing more then mechanisms to appease both commercial and public descent and short-term political solution to sustain power of government by the ruling political party. Regardless, the long term effects are still devastating to the well-being of all living creatures of the Planet.
To listen to the arguments present by the individual, international players comprising this latest gathering in Paris France, whether for and or against dramatic concrete, uniformly and permanently implemented efforts to combat the known environmental contributors to observed and experienced effects of Climate Change globally; Money is a the root to reasons put forward to substantiate either doing or not doing.
Given the life-threatening and extinction level effects of climate change presently and with certainty, future catastrophic events; money should be the last item of consideration when a viable, permanent solution is in the offering.
So, what or better stated: Who, is stopping this from happening?
Humanity has regrettably but succumb to the living concept that `money is power’. Countless lives and whole civilizations for aeons have been sacrificed to sustain this fictitious edict that, as stated at the beginning to this essay, has plagued human-kind since before the mythical time of one known as Jesus Christ.
Is it not time for this ridiculous concept to come to its end before it `buys’ humanity’s ticket to extinction?
There are solutions and it need not be bought by MONEY! The Collective of Humanity must once and through the strength and resolve of the power that is inherent purely by its presence on this planet Earth, TAKE BACK, that which belongs to every living specie: the RIGHT TO LIVE!
All society’s demographic find it all the rage,
Internet channels to express love and, or enrage;
A wireless medium for most to digitally engage,
Even religious faiths have now found its electronic stage.
Only two decades since its incipient birth,
Already in the of billions of dollars its worth;
From e-commerce to wood-fires in virtual hearths
But, for some practitioners; a growing, addictive curse.
The abundance of pornography, some would make claim,
Is the root to the medium’s spontaneous, rapid rise to fame;
Arguably, but then, just the same,
The Internet is forever and, forever it will remain.
Technological advancement conjoined with social networks,
Text messaging and, video connectedness the availing quirk;
That’s eroded boundaries between personal time and work;
365, 24-7 communication: for some a detriment, others a perk.
Regardless of how one views this 21st Century technological craze,
Its tentacle global reach makes definite it is not a passing phase;
But what has yet to be determined are its full implications as societies age,
Will it prove a healthy benefit or, a plague that has just begun to contage?

OFFICIAL LIE IN THE MAKING
To anyone with a concerted interest in international events that shape our daily lives, the revelations brought to public attention from the likes of Julien Assange, Edward Snowden have served to enlighten global citizens to the level of corruption, graft and incompetence of those whom have been elected to represent our interests. Unfortunately, what has been disclosed most recently by Al Jazeera News only amplifies the seriousness of these revelations.
A journalistic investigation stemming from digital leak of cables originating from the South African intelligence organization gain the world an insight to the political conjuring and coercion of rival leaders within the Middle East and the seemingly purposeful effort by Israeli Prime Minister Netanyahu to thwart the United States – Iran nuclear negotiations with sole effort; to incite an atmosphere of conflict and threat of war.
The Al Jazeera disclosure titled SPY CABLES, clearly shows how Netanyahu in his 2012 address to the United Nations mislead the world on the state of Iran’s nuclear program and stage of uranium enrichment. A position to date, though having been informed otherwise by his own intelligence agency MOSSAD, not to be either accurate nor true, he has not recanted.
What is becoming increasingly evident by the `illegal’ disclosures of all that is hidden by world leaders from `WE THE PEOPLE’ under the umbrella of `national security’ is directly responsible for the death of literally millions of innocent lives, displacement and hardship of countless millions more and, the expenditure of trillions of taxpayer funds. And for what?
These critical, timely exposures communicate leadership of the world in the hands of a few heads-of-state, the United Nations and like bodies, can no longer be taken at their word. The issue of credibility of any statement by ANY government official regardless of nationality, CAN NO LONGER BE TAKEN AS CREDIBLE OR TRUE without due-prudence by an arms-length body. A body presently by default, has fallen to government officials or employees of conscience to leak hidden information i.e., whistleblowers and, by investigative journalist and documentarians. Simply put: those whom nati\oanal political leaders make every effort to find and prosecute to the fullest extent of the law. And, stemming from the revelations being brought to light, it is clear why!
The only remaining question: HOW CORRUPT CAN WE LET IT GET, before we find a way to take back our World?
Check out the full Al Jazeera SPY CABLE report
It is highly recommended that the following article posted on Sott.net be read to shed some insight to what may be motivating the aggression taking place in the Ukraine:
War party bigotry and hate may be enough to drive neo-Nazis leading Kiev in the Ukraine civil war. But the reverse blame of Putin and Russia by corporate media and states has a deeper interest. It propels the geostrategic economic and military war of movement through East Europe to Russia. It is the indispensible big lie to mask their set up for foreign financial predation. A big pay-off matrix looms in Ukraine for US-led arms corporations and military services, agribusiness and GMO’s, speculator funds on debts and currency, monopoly providers of privatized social services, Big Oil frackers for newly discovered rich deposits, junk food suppliers like Poroshenko in US-frankenfood alliance, and – last but not least – the IMF money party waging a war of dispossession by financial means.
The IMF enforces the global money-sequence cancer system by its defining policy commands on debt-impoverished countries to open them up to foreign feeding on their domestic markets and fire-sale enterprises, drastically reduced workers’ wages and benefits, stripped public pensions, healthcare and education, sell-off of historic infrastructures to pay ever more bank-created debts, and – in general- multiplying transnational money demand and profit invading their life functions at all levels. The IMF and Wall Street have been cumulatively hollowing out Africa, Latin America, South-East Asia, South Europe and the US itself in these ways over 35 years. Now it is the turn of the once social democratic Europe, state by state, beginning with the most indebted and helpless. Ukraine on the outskirts of Europe next to Russia is where the military option has been required to strip it and its former Slavic economic union with Russia. This historic relationship has been the last line of life defence in the way, a conservative but sharing ethos of resource-rich societies with Putin as a superior leader facing the US-EU’s many-times more powerful economic levers and lethal arms to bully him and Russia into submission.
To take the naturally rich Ukraine for transnational bank and corporate looting, the public must be sold the story of Putin as the villain. Only then can debt screws be applied and the country opened to long-term and full-spectrum financial, foreign and oligarch control beneath the people’s notice. The IMF is already in motion to ensure that the Kiev coup state provides all of this. Few observe the underlying fact that the crushing bank debt eating societies alive across the world is all debt money created by big private banks with no legal tender to back 97% of it. Ukraine is the latest nation to fall into the deadly trap without a sound. Here public money for public need is ended, although it created the US itself. As Ben Franklin has testified, to regain public money issue was the prime reason for the American Revolution. Public banking was also what made modern Canada from 1938 to 1974 by public investment money without private debt-servicing loaned by the public Bank of Canada for construction of Canada’s material and social infrastructures from the St Lawrence Seaway to public pensions and universal healthcare.
The same is true of almost every society that has economically succeeded in the modern world. . The Depression and the War especially taught the world’s real leaders something about public banking as the only thing that works for real social development. Germany in peace, China, India, Japan in their most prosperous periods have all relied on public investment banking in some form. But the Wall Street counter-revolution happened invisibly in 1974 by Bank of International Settlements policy to stop governments from lending their own money for their public investments – the BIS being a coterie of bank heads meeting in Switzerland led by Wall Street bankers and with no accountability to any public interest or body. On the contrary, against their constitutional rights, all governments have been made accountable to the Wall Street system which runs the US Treasury and the IMF by the revolving door method. This silent BIS policy destroyed public investment free of the self-multiplying debt charges now eating away at every level of the Western economy including sovereign public investment. Ukraine, with few noticing, has just been privatized at the bank debt and investment level by the US-led coup state. Its arrangements with the IMF now loaning money on Wall Street permanent debt-servicing terms have replaced the $20 billion it had from Russia on payable public terms along with 30% cut-rate oil and gas.
This most far-reaching change of all has been erased from view by the official story – the delivery of Ukraine by the US-led coup into the ever-devouring funnels of the Wall-Street-and-company private banking system. With all the permanent new debt servicing of an already broken country spending its future debt on fighting a US-manufactured civil war fueled by neo-Nazi war thugs, Ukraine will be bled dry. A revealing example of how IMF debt bondage leverages transnational corporate control of Ukraine’s greatest resources is the new IMF $17 billion loan on the condition that Ukraine opens up its peerless vast stretches of black soil and fertile lands to the biotech cycles of Monsanto, Dupont, Deere and factory looting of the earth. Similar plans are also in motion for Big Oil racking of Ukraine’s large newly discovered gas deposits (fracking is prohibited in Russia).
The transnational corporate and bank looting of Ukraine is the shadow reason for the US block against any reasonable truce in the civil war that it has created. This is why a jackal government like Canada’s Harper’s refuses to respond to any diplomatic correspondence from Russia, blocking information flows, and proclaiming inflammatory falsehoods. The profound common life interests at stake are exactly what the war party is out to make impossible to act on. Ukraine is a prime agricultural land source of the world and Europe’s biggest landmass, and it is set for US-EU financial and corporate takeover. Ukraine is also facing the same ultimate crisis as every country and people – its government being mutated into a corporate satrap to ensure the country as an unlimited profit site at least costs and accountability for foreign corporate and local oligarch profit. It is a paradigm case of the carcinomic global dispossession that knows no growth but its own. But it is also the leading current case of armed resistance against this takeover. Donbas, Putin and Russia are alone in stopping the life-devouring system’s advance East, with Syriza in Greece the newly elected resistance within Europe.
All face the same stripping of collective life capital bases to grow the global money sequences of the apical few with no life function. Ukraine is the new major feeding zone opening towards Russia. Here as much as Greece, public assets are on the privatization block. Slash-and-burn budgets are set to service new unpayable debts to foreign banks, with far more rich natural and soil wealth to marketize and expropriate for debt servicing. Ukraine also has large and untapped fossil-fuel deposits, and it provides new strategic military control up to Russia’s main border and colossally rich natural resources on the other side.
Yet the operation of reverse blame goes from Iraq to Libya to Syria to Ukraine to Russia in one society destruction to the next. With one-way pervasive media abuse, cumulatively destructive sanctions, and incremental arming of neo-fascist-led Ukrainian forces, vast global power, treasure and most of all direction are at stake which affect all humanity. The line is drawn on the global disorder’s runaway aggression and trail of social ruin. Or it is stopped by intelligent mass resistance that does not let up.
This resistance has grown stronger. A new truce was formed for February 15 by the EU, Kiev-Ukraine and Russia for this reason. Predictably all voices of the official story warn that “Russia and the separatists” will not obey its terms. Yet when we examine the record of international law and agreements, life-protective promises and agreements, who always overrides them at will? The track record tells us very plainly, but the record is always excluded from the ruling story. What is presupposed instead is the most inane of all moral equations unconsciously assumed as first principle of judgement in international affairs: the US = Good and its Enemy = Evil.Search for any exception to this inner logic of the official narrative in any major conflict across the globe in 50 years. What is never stated are the actual facts of “lawless aggression”, “gross violations of international law” and “innocent civilians terrorized and murdered”. That the US is by far the knock-down leader on all counts of war crime, killing, terror and, in general, violence against human life of every kind is taboo to understand. While always accusing others of violating “the international laws and norms of the community of nations”, it repudiates and sabotages them without evident exception.
Consider the systemic violations and subversions across the spectrum. The US government has refused to ratify the International Criminal Court to uphold the law against war crimes and crimes against humanity, and it has publicly repudiated the Court’s right to investigate US criminal violations including the “supreme crime” of initiating a war of aggression. While it perpetually invokes international laws to accuse others, it repudiates any life-protective law whatever in its actions. In truth, the US (and its key ally Israel) has systematically undermined virtually all international laws to protect human life – treaties and conventions against landmines, against biological weapons, against international ballistic missiles, against small arms, against torture, against racism, against arbitrary seizure and imprisonment, against military weather distortions, against biodiversity loss, against climate destabilization, and even international agreements on the rights of children and of women.
The big-lie system runs to the moral DNA of the US state. Its record of continual war crimes and crimes against humanity by direct or proxy violation should be foremost in the minds of those observing what happens next in Ukraine. It can only continue if NATO-country public opinion does not join the dots in the ultimate failure of Western civilization.
A growing yet, somewhat understated concern, is the burgeoning global debt levels since the collapse of global economies of 2007-08; the affects of which is still evident today.
The alarm-bells of warning are slowly growing louder. Increases in the debt to earnings ratios at all levels of many major world economies i.e., retail consumer debt to national debt, are in the opinion of some eminent world economist, beyond acceptable levels, raising a growing concern for another, potential global economic collapse. One exacerbated by the sudden drop in global oil price and the increased international tensions stemming from conflicts in the Middle East and Ukraine.
Recent Business reports from respected News sources intent on raising the alarm to this disastrous potential:
a) From the Canadian Broadcast Corp. (CBC) business reporter Amanda Lange: Global debt is growing — and Canada’s household debt is worse than most, McKinsey says The myth that the world is paying down debt isn’t true, Amanda Lang says. That’s bad news for Canadians
Link full report: http://www.cbc.ca/news/business/global-debt-is-growing-and-canada-s-household-debt-is-worse-than-most-mckinsey-says-1.2946750
b) From The Guardian: Another economic crash is coming. How did this happen? Renegade Economist
c) Thom Hartman Program The Banksters are now Setting up The Crash of 2016
It behoves every individual to re-evaluate their personal financial situation in light of this very strong potential for a second economic collapse to occur. The recent lowering of the lending prime-rate by the Bank of Canada and projection of a further reduction in the Spring, 2015 may seem to counter the projections fostered by these referenced reports. However, as the old motto goes: `better to be safe than sorry’ would be most appropriate given the circumstances.
TRUMP vs The M.S.M.
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First, let me state the following is NOT intended to be deemed support for Donald J. Trump as the next President of the United States, however, that stated, I find it difficult to accept the reportage centered on the premise of his failing to pay his fair share of taxes LINK.
To any rational mind, the suggestion that Trump has avoided or failed to pay taxes stemming from a $916million dollar capital loss via his 1995 tax filing is erroneous.
First, the responsibility for the validity of claims for losses does not rest with the one filing such losses but with the Internal Revenue Service (IRS). Given that the filing is for the 1995 fiscal year of Trump business activity, one would have to presume the IRS fulfilled its due diligence and accepted the filing as meeting all applicable tax laws of the time.
The News media’s attempts to paint a different picture is both slanderous and misleading to the general public, most of whom are not versed in the manner by which the IRS deals with corporate filings. This only leads one to interpret this as a calculated effort by media outlets to discredit Trump and his campaign bid for the White House and by default, give credence to the Clinton campaign to utilize this `scandal‘ to unfair advantage.
The fear of a Trump presidency is palpable, however, to utilize such tactic will only serve to bolster his blue-collar base to vote not necessarily for Trump himself but, against the Establishment which, as they see it, includes the increasingly obvious bias of mainstream media.
It is a dangerous game being played, one likely to radically change the face of civilized western society for decades to come yet, those in the position to influence, such as the mainstream media (of all format), either fail to recognize this fact, or, willingly sacrifice potential for a harmonious future for the sake of ratings (CBS)
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