Discovery of DNA

1953 James Watson and Francis Crick informally announced that they had determined the chemical structure of DNA. Crick walked into the Eagle Pub in Cambridge, England and announced "We have found the secret of life!".

The formal announcement came on April 25 following the publication of their paper ('A structure for Deoxyribose Nucleic Acid', Nature, April 2) ...

Categories: science, history

YouTube - Recalling 1960 Chile Quake

YouTube - Recalling 1960 Chile Quake

The MMR vaccine scare

RN Rear Vision - 24 February 2010 - The MMR vaccine scare: "How did the Lancet, Britain's oldest and most respected medical journal, come to publish a fraudulent study linking the measles mumps rubella vaccination with autism? There was no scientific basis for the claim and the paper's lead author was being paid by a personal-injury lawyer who represented several children in the study."

Top general says Afghanistan army in morale crisis

Top general says Afghanistan army in morale crisis

Changes Demanded on Google Street View by EU Privacy Body

Changes Demanded on Google Street View by EU Privacy Body

Tsunami warning canceled in Hawaii

Tsunami warning canceled in Hawaii

Liberalism, atheism, male sexual exclusivity linked to IQ

Liberalism, atheism, male sexual exclusivity linked to IQ - CNN.com

Help Haitian people

HELP PEOPLE IN HAITI! The Haitian Government reports that between 217,000 and 230,000 people have been identified as dead, an estimated 300,000 injured, and an estimated 1,000,000 homeless.

I heard of someone spending $700 (!!!) at a vet for one of their 'pets'. Meanwhile more than a million of our brothers and sisters are in DESPERATE need in Haiti http://bit.ly/cPZqWX -- it kinda puts pampered Westerners and their livestock in perspective, no?

And let's help with the earthquake in Chile, too, please http://bit.ly/b6F6DQ

Some say that charity begins at home -- it's a common platitude. But it is not always true, and very often an excuse by prosperous and spoiled Westerners for their for selfish inaction. And one thing's for sure, charity does not begin in the kennel.

Carpe diem! Seize the day!

Categories: haiti, earthquake, humanitarian, natural-disaster, aid

Chile earthquake: tsunami warnings trigger evacuations across Pacific

Chile earthquake: tsunami warnings trigger evacuations across Pacific: "... an evacuation of coastal areas on Easter Island, the Chilean territory famous for its monumental statues, was under way as the tsunami was expected to make landfall there imminently".

Welcome to 30 Hour Famine

Welcome to 30 Hour Famine

Humbled Kevin Rudd admits failings after Garrett demotion

Humbled Kevin Rudd admits failings after Garrett demotion

YouTube - Steven's Top 10 WITHNAIL AND I Moments

YouTube - Steven's Top 10 WITHNAIL AND I Moments

'Withnail and I' http://bit.ly/16h4NN

Mossad 'factory 'churned out fake Aussie passports'

Mossad 'factory' churned out fake Australian passports - ABC News (Australian Broadcasting Corporation)

Categories: israel, assassination, espionage, australia, mossad

A BLACK WOMAN'S SMILE

YouTube - A BLACK WOMAN'S SMILE BY TY GRAY EL: SPOKEN WORD

In memory of Val Plumwood

Val Plumwood (August 11, 1939 – c. February 28, 2008) Australian ecofeminist intellectual and activist, who was prominent in the development of radical ecosophy from the early 1970s through the remainder of the 20th century.

"In her 2000 essay 'Being Prey', Val described her near-death experience that occurred during a solo canoe trip she took in 1985 in Australia's rugged bush territory. She was alone on the river and saw what appeared to be a 'floating stick' that she soon realized was a crocodile. Before she could get ashore the crocodile attacked her canoe and in her attempt to leap ashore to avoid being capsized, Val was seized by the crocodile. The essay describes the 'death rolls' the croc put her through several times, though miraculously she escaped to crawl nearly two miles to a rescue point. From this experience, Val gained a perspective that humans are part of the food chain as well, and that our culture's human-centric view is disconnected from the reality that we too are food for animals (as well as complex beings)."
Val Plumwood - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

http://valplumwood.com/

Thank you!!!!

Dear 3,557 Almaniacs from every continent of this beautiful planet.

I asked my Wilson's Almanac www.wilsonsalmanac.com friends and Facebook friends to light a candle for my younger son, who is unwell.

Hundreds of people from dozens of countries lit candles for him. Some sent me photos of the candles. Some told me they had written songs for him. Many, many, said they were praying for him.

He's still not very well, and I won't share any private details, although some Almaniacs ask me to. This is private family biz. However, I am very grateful to Almaniacs from around the world.

His mother tonight wept tears of gratitude for your candles, and wants to thank you all.

My other son, his big brother Jimi, turned 30 today, and tomorrow I pick him up from the airport. I'm so excited! I was there when they pulled him out at 11:18 a.m. on February 25 (George Harrison's birthday), 1980, here in Bellingen Hospital, but I see him too rarely.

Thank you, too, to three readers who have made donations this month to keep the Almanac going - http://www.wilsonsalmanac.com/subs.html

Bright blessings. I will write in person very soon to every donor. I just haven't had time or energy.

By the way, Wilson's Almanac website is briefly down

http://wilsonsalmanac.blogspot.com/2010/02/wilsons-almanac-website-down-briefly.html

Back very soon with your regular Almy free daily illustrated ezine http://groups.yahoo.com/group/WilsonsAlmanac/ .

Meanwhile, see you on Facebook http://facebook.com/pip.wilson -- it's quite lively there.

Carpe diem, and bright blessings,

Pip

Peace ... we can get it tomorrow, or today

A MILLION men, women and children have died under the Bush-Obama illegal occupations of Iraq and Afghanistan, for the West's greed for Iraq's oil and Kazakhstan's natural gas http://bit.ly/aaaQB8 .



Where have all the protesters gone, especially among youth? Watch how people used to protest war http://bit.ly/AMUY4 and let's do ...it again. "You won't get it unless you want it ... we can get it tomorrow, or today." - John Lennon.

Categories: peace, war, usa, bush, obama, kazakhstan, afghanistan, iraq, energy, oil, war-on-terror, lennon, activism

Wilson's Almanac website down briefly

WILSON'S ALMANAC http://www.wilsonsalmanac.com/ will be down for a few more hours. The web hosting bill is now paid, but they take much longer to click the button to get the website back online than to bank my money. I'm sorry if you were inconvenienced. - Pip

Categories: almanac, internet

No-Dig garden today

No-Dig garden today
Originally uploaded by Pip_Wilson

My backyard's NO-DIG GARDEN http://bit.ly/aAAFH3 today, with the squawking of Yellow-tailed black cockatoos http://bit.ly/3AlPjJ in the background . You can see a few layers of cardboard on which I'll soon be putting in some more seedlings of vegetables, flowers and ground-cover (pennyroyal mint instead of lawn - easier to care for, never has to be mown, & smells much nicer than grass).




Categories: bellingen, no-dig, garden, permaculture, gardening

Loans impossible for 20% of Aussies

Not so long ago, when I was looking for work and living 25 miles from a town, my car's gearbox died. I tried to borrow $1,200 from the Bananacoast Credit Union, the banking institution to which I have been loyal for years. "Sorry", said the manager. "Your income is insufficient. We, and all other lending institutions in Australia, have worked out a formula. We all use the same algorithm. You can try any bank, but the answer will be 'No', wherever you go."

"But I can easily repay this small loan, very easily", I said, "at $20 a week." "Sorry," said the banker. "I know you can, I trust you can. I used to write 15 or 20 such loans a week, and we never had a defaulter, because we took the repayments out when their social security payment came into their account each fortnight. But, sorry, I'm not allowed to do it any more. Nobody in Australia can. All the banks have colluded, and that's that. Sorry, mate. That's final. I know it's wrong, but I have to do what the banking cartels demand of me. Good luck."

I asked the advice of the Salvation Army, St Vincent de Paul, the Neighbourhood Centre counsellors, and every other agency I could think of -- not asking for a handout, but for advice. None of them could give me such advice, just sympathy, which didn't help get my car going so I could drive from the bush to town to look for a job. I phoned every bank in my state of New South Wales, and banks in the state of Victoria. No institution would lend me $1,200, or $500, or $100, nor even one dollar or a million dollars.

Now, consider this. About 20 per cent of Australians receive some kind of social security. If you walk down the street, on average, the occupants of one house in five are unable to borrow one dollar or $10,000 to fix their car, or have surgery, or have their teeth removed, or send their children on a school excursion, or to do anything much at all. This is Australia, of which I was once so proud -- the country that first gave women the right to vote and stand for election, and gave the first pensions, and first gave the world the 8-hour working day.

Categories: australia, economics, finance, bank, economy, poverty

Anonymous says Titstorm beats a petition - News - Security - ZDNet Australia

Anonymous says Titstorm beats a petition - News - Security - ZDNet Australia

BBC News - Australia websites hacked in porn filter protest

BBC News - Australia websites hacked in porn filter protest

BBC News - Australia websites hacked in porn filter protest

BBC News - Australia websites hacked in porn filter protest

Opposition grows to internet filter

Opposition grows to internet filter

The Secret - The Lie of Lies

The movie, 'The Secret' http://bit.ly/ZewHm , is quite possibly the most widespread and damaging scam-hoax since the Fox Sisters http://bit.ly/3G2XM8. I still meet people who think it makes sense. You can read, otherwise you wouldn't be here. How ashamed I am that 'The Secret' con-trick was devised by an Australian.

Read more at http://bit.ly/3MdFyT and when someone tries to sell you the Law of Attraction, meet their claims with your rational mind.

Categories: hoax, religion, skepticism, video, rationality

One hundred years of Sydney's Mitchell Library

ONE hundred

Andrew Wakefield, Autism, and Vaccines

YouTube - Andrew Wakefield, Autism, and Vaccines

Vaccinatiion scare

Brian Deer - briandeer.com

Long may Australia be Australia

Seaweed 2
Originally uploaded by Peter M Byron Bay.

And long may women be women.

HOT? Try Bellingen in February.

HOT? Try Bellingen in February.
Originally uploaded by Pip_Wilson.

My bedroom/office is so hot, this is what the big candle looks like after I lit it for someone I care for.

We MUST build suicide prevention refuges NOW

SUICIDE IS ALWAYS A QUOTIENT OF DESPAIR AND LACK OF HUMAN HELP AND IMAGINATION. This evening I started counting friends of mine who have died by their own hand. I stopped counting at 20. This society NEEDS suicide prevention houses IN EVERY SUBURB, where desperate people can go, and laze in bed for a few days, and have some rest and maybe some counselling, and advice about solving problems.



No one need commit suicide! Suicide is ALWAYS the result of when one person's problems are outweighed by the resources available with which to solve them. Nothing more, nothing less. The solutions are almost always straightforward and usually simple. The suicides, however, are abject tragedies. It is well beyond time that governments started funding, with billions of dollars, suicide prevention houses in every town and suburb. Every town and suburb should have a house with a sign that says something like 'SUICIDE PREVENTION HOME - ALL WELCOME -- REST HERE -- FREE OF CHARGE'. Please get active on this simple idea.

Categories: suicide, psychology, mental-health

Twenty-seven more Afghan civilians killed by US occupation

A century ago, about 90% of war deaths were soldiers (stupid or aggressive enough to choose war as an occupation); 10% were civilians. Now the numbers are approximately reversed, because of the West's brilliant war technology, especially that designed by the USA. Are the natural gas of Afghanistan's region and the oil of Iraq worth these continuing abominations?!  "Sunday's airstrike was the second in a week to kill Afghan civilians. A week earlier, U.S. Marines killed 12 Afghans during the ongoing offensive in the Taliban stronghold of Marjah in southern Afghanistan."
Source

Categories: war-on-terror, war, army, military, afghanistan, usa, afghanistan

New York Times Op-Ed Calls for More Afghan Civilian Deaths

"On Thursday, The New York Times made an astonishing editorial choice, for which its editors owe the public an explanation: it published an op-ed by an obscure and poorly identified author attacking Gen. Stanley McChrystal for his directive last July that airstrikes in Afghanistan be authorized only under 'very limited and prescribed conditions.' The op-ed denounced an 'overemphasis on civilian protection' and charged that 'air support to American and Afghan forces has been all but grounded by concerns about civilian casualties.'"
Source

Categories: war-on-terror, media, war, army, military, afghanistan, usa, afghanistan

WHO THE FUCK WAS SAMUEL JOHNSON ANYWAY, SNOOP DOGGY DOGSHIT DIGGY DOGFUCK DOG?

Yesterday, at a market, with immense excitement, I bought for only $5 a good-quality edition of that classic of English literature, James Boswell's 'Life of Samuel Johnson'. Naturally, it is widely known as one of the most famous and important books in the English language -- probably in the Top 20 of all time.

Since then, I have met several people who haven't even heard of it. You should see how blankly these youths look at me (and not just young members of the Idiocracy that is rapidly taking over humanity). Is Western society really this dumbed down? Oh my God, we sure have A LOT of work to do if people who are not actually intellectually retarded don't know who James Boswell and Dr Samuel Johnson are.

I shall not despair; I shall work harder. As my Uncle Fred said to me several times during his blessed days on this planet: "Their responsibility is not to listen; your responsibility is to speak".

Categories: england, literature, english-literature, book, publishing, internet

Feminista

Oh, oh, oh, I hate to be cruel.
People who know me know I am a fool,
But that I am not cruel. I am many wicked things, but I am not cruel.
I am one, I know, but scarcely the other.
But I would rather be unkind to 100 bastards
Than see a thousand million good people suffer.

If I, or my friends, are ever again raped
In body or spirit, or both,
By a feminista,
Till we cringe, cryless, hot and hurt in our dry and uncaring beds,
While the sisterhood giggles and phones their friends
For a good old chinwag
About our weakness, and the things men never did for humanity,
And how silly we are for promising to stand between a bullet and you out of loyalty,
Then my hope is this:
That each feminista will punch it, punch it, punch it up her arse,
Punch it up her arse till all her ideology and clever paperbacks and sublimated selfishness wither like dried vulva, like figs gone dry that you chuck on the compost heap.
And may they be cursed with man children
Who, like I, adore women whose hearts
Are as good as men’s, and
Have not been formed in their early years
By other demented women who say that the gene of the male is inferior.
Such women who dared to say,
As was said by a 19th-Century hero of mine,
Elizabeth Cady Stanton,
“We are, as a sex, infinitely superior to men.”
Oh, Elizabeth, Elizabeth, if only I could meet you downtown, shout you a coffee, and in ten minutes rearrange your mental brain cells.
I know you are intelligent enough to chat with me.
I’ve always considered you so.

Or as Germaine Greer proudly said,
“As far as I'm concerned, men are the product of a damaged gene. They pretend to be normal but what they're doing sitting there with benign smiles on their faces is they're manufacturing sperm.”
Germaine, you are the godmother of one of my dearest mates.
But even most women now think you are a germ. Grow up.

Or as feminista goddess Andrea Dworkin wrote,
“Rape is the primary emblem of romantic love.”

Or as Erica Jong said, when she was not pontificating about Fear of Flying (like a dreaded Roman pontiff, who is almost as rich as Erica),
“I believe that women are the more spiritually advanced sex”.
How surprised must we be that two of your four husbands, Erica, worked at US military bases in Germany
Or as American divorce lawyers?
Erica, let us arm wrestle on spiritual advancement.
Oh, Erica, Erica. And for all your rampant sexism, you still have publishing contracts and, no doubt, mansions in Manhattan, Waikiki and Malibu.
I could raise a family off 3% of the interest of just one of the caretaker’s flats at one of your feminista palaces, which you bought through the propagation of sex hatred.
Well done, O oppressed one.

And still, each day, we of truth must struggle against the lies of the feministas
Until, gods and goddesses willing, the fabulous, horn-raising tits of the feminazis
Will dry up like the milkless dugs
Of ancient, uncared-for bitch dogs,
buzzing with scabies and blowflies,
like old cow pads
On the poisoned farms of humanity.
(Huwomanity.)
And we men will attend to them by day and by night.
While their men and baby victims
And what is right
And true
And kind
And generous
And understanding
And non-ideological
And non-sophomoric
And capable of conversation that can rise above a man’s chest,
And far more intelligent and well read
Than the chatterocracy of Murdoch’s millionaire cunt-rags,
And fair-minded
To the achievements and soft hearts and divine dreams
And pillow-drenching losses
Of MEN – most men, who,
As the minority of the population,
were but the minority of the electors who voted
To invade Afghanistan and Iraq –
for absolutely no discernible reason but racism
And oil for the four-wheel drive cars in which
Erica and Germaine’s protegés pick their kids up from school because the wee angels mustn’t get their PRECIOUS little wings wet,
And for WHO Magazine celebrities and the Women’s Weekly,
And the female majority of voters who kill in Iraq and Afghanistan 1.3 million innocent men, woman and children …
AND MEN AND WOMEN’S BABIES.

Men who rise high above the three generations of silly, unlearned, angry – and proudly angry – harpies
Whose rhetoric floats u[on the polluted winds of truth and prejudice,
Like weed-seeds of Crofton weed and privet and lantana, which men will dig out
With sweat and blisters and blood dripping down their arms,
Without time to sit and watch Oprah, or do tummy exercises.
Men with hope that their baby boys and darling daughters might have food on their tables, and real milk to drink,
Preferably from goddess tits,
But more likely chemicals from plastic bottles that protect sad, sad, falling bosoms, fun-bags about which men no longer even contemplate without laughter and derision …

And may those new babies become strong, and true,
And never sear their hearts to wanton untruths.
And lies. And cant. And cruelty. And utter, utter, utter silliness, illogicality and straight-out bullshit.

Because we did not do this to you – not in our generation.
You did this to us.
You did this to us. And because we are men, we will use our brains and find a way to undo it.
And for all our faults, our innocence was like the soft part of an oyster shell
That a good oyster shucker knows where to strike.
And you shucked us good, real good.
Oh boy, you shucked us real good.

Shuck you.

And in time, we shall all forgive,
Because men and women are a forgiving race, even after the truth is told.
But we have a way to go, because you are not as ready as we, methinks.
You are not as ready as we.
Sadly, you are not as ready as men.
Maybe when we are old.



(Copyright Pip Wilson and Geoffrey Chaucer, 2010)

Categories: poetry, australian-poetry, australia, feminism

HAITI: Private Contractors 'Like Vultures Coming to Grab the Loot'

HAITI: Private Contractors 'Like Vultures Coming to Grab the Loot' - IPS ipsnews.net

Greenpeace Greenwash Greenpeace International hires torchbearer Tzeporah Berman as chief climate campaigner

Greenpeace Greenwash Greenpeace International hires torchbearer Tzeporah Berman as chief climate campaigner :: PEJ News :: Stories, Features, Opinion and Analysis :: Peace, Earth & Justice News

Haiti: The Impacts of Militarized Aid

The ACTivist magazine - Haiti: The Impacts of Militarized Aid

Jeanne was the world's oldest person

1875 Jeanne Calment (d. August 4, 1997), who lived for 122 years and 164 days, the longest confirmed lifespan for any human being in history, and the only person to have undisputedly lived for at least 120 years.



Jeanne Calment lived through France's Third and Fourth Republics, and into its Fifth. Born in Arles to a prosperous family, she met Vincent van Gogh in 1888 when he came to her uncle's shop to buy paints, and later remembered him as "dirty, badly dressed and disagreeable". Mme Calment was 14 when the Eiffel Tower was completed in 1889. She also reported attending the funeral of Victor Hugo. Her husband, Fernand Calment (1896 - 1942) died at about 46 years of age and she survived him by some 55 years.

Calment took up fencing at the age of 85 and gave up smoking in 1995, aged 120; her doctor said her abstinence was due to pride rather than health – she was too blind to light a cigarette herself, and hated asking others to do it for her ...

Read about other late starters and late achievers, at Wilson's Almanac

Categories: france, longevity

The Oneida Community

1834 USA: The Oneida Community was founded in upstate New York, becoming under John Humphrey Noyes in 1848 a communistic society in which work and life were to be shared. Friendly cooperation with the surrounding Indian tribes was actively sought and achieved. The Oneida Community practised communalism (in the sense of communal property and possessions) and group marriage. The community dissolved in 1881, and eventually became the giant silverware company, Oneida Limited.



Categories: community, utopian

Telephonophobia Top Ten tips for kind people

1) I suffer badly from telephonophobia http://bit.ly/9malsZ and most people treat it as a joke, although other phobias are often respected and generally treated by society with the utmost sympathy. (2) If someone put a spider on the head of someone who had arachnophobia, it would be considered cruelty. (3) I have a large family and circle of friends, some of whom are ill and old, and I have three children and five grandchildren, so obviously I must have a phone in case of emergency; therefore I have a landline phone -- and also a mobile phone, which to me is like carrying a poisonous snake in my pocket. Both phones cost me a great deal of money, but are necessary, even given my lifelong fear of telephone conversations. (4) For years I have repeatedly told everyone in my life that I am telephonophobic, yet they keep phoning me (up to six times a week, or even many more), or leaving messages asking me to reply by phone. (5) This is fucking unfair. (6) Telephonophobia has made my life as an accomplished and very capable journalist, bookseller and public relations consultant close to hell, and employment a nightmare. It affects my chances of gaining employment, so I have often worked as a gardener or cleaning toilets in a factory, and so on. (7) In my experience, medicos, and websites, do not offer treatments that work. So please don't send me website links -- I can google very well on my own, thank you very much. (8) Are you a telephonophobiac, or do you know any? Do you respect their quirk, or illness, whichever it might be? (9) If you think someone you know has a phobia of phone conversations, will you please treat them as kindly as you would any person with any other illness or disability? (10) Not everybody in the world is just like you or me. We must learn to accept the fact. Please do not put spider telephones in the faces of telephonophobiacs. And kindly spread the word. Some of us in this world are very capable, but have a disability.

Thank you for reading (and emailing wilsonsalmanac [AT] gmail.com, or messaging on Facebook http://facebook.com/pip.wilson -- because I am a very diligent correspondent at most times -- but also I thank you for not phoning me nor putting spiders in my hair).

Categories: health, mental-health, psychology, prejudice

YouTube - Direct action - blockade two detention centers

YouTube - Direct action - blockade two detention centers

Sydney Anarchism Trial

Click to enrage

1894 Sydney Anarchy Trial of February, 1894: William McNamara (shown at right of cartoon above) and Sam Rosa (colleagues of Sydney anarchist Arthur Desmond) were convicted on charges of selling an edition of the anarchist journal Hard Cash "that contained a libel of the trustees of the Savings Bank of New South Wales".


McNamara and Rosa managed bookshops that sold radical journals; their sole defence was ignorance of the law concerning the selling of libellous newspapers. Justice Foster sentenced McNamara to six months in Parramatta Gaol and Rosa to three months.

Two other men who worked on the anarchist journal, but were not charged, were writer Henry Lawson's brother-in-law Jack Lang (who became Premier of the State of New South Wales) and William Morris Hughes, who became Prime Minister of Australia ...

Categories: australia, anarchy, anarchism, politics, progressive, history, australian-history, labor-history, radical-history, australian-labor-party

snopes.com: Urban Legends Reference Pages

snopes.com: Urban Legends Reference Pages

Latest Email Hoaxes - Current Internet Scams - Hoax-Slayer

Latest Email Hoaxes - Current Internet Scams - Hoax-Slayer

Thats Nonsense - Facebook Group Hoaxes

Thats Nonsense - Facebook Group Hoaxes

Happy Louisa Lawson Day!

If you know a woman anywhere in the world who has the right to vote, light a birthday candle today for Aussie poet Henry Lawson's mother. http://www.wilsonsalmanac.com/henry_and_louisa_lawson.html

1848 Louisa Lawson (d. August 12, 1920), Australian feminist, inventor, poet, founder/editor of the Republican and (for 17 years) founder/publisher/editor of Dawn: A Journal for Australian Women; mother of Australian poet, Henry Lawson (1867 - 1922).



When female Australian British subjects won the vote with the Uniform Franchise Act (June 16, 1902), Louisa Lawson was hailed by her political sisters as "The Mother of Womanhood Suffrage". (Women in South Australia were the first in the world to win the right to vote and stand for election.)

Lawson was a poor, Mudgee-born bush battler, forced by marital breakdown, economic depression and drought to move with her four surviving children to the city. She was an idiosyncratic but indomitable woman, a prodigious worker, powerful writer and fine poet, a spiritualist, farmer, inventor, postmistress and shopkeeper.

Lawson spent thirty-five years of her hard life fighting for women’s rights. She founded the Association of Women, and with Henry, in 1887 - 88 she published the journal, The Republican. Louisa Lawson then became founder, owner, publisher and editor of The Dawn, the new nation’s foremost women’s political magazine, announcing that it would battle for women’s rights, and the vote. "Why should one half of the world govern the other half?" was Lawson’s rallying cry.

While she supported her children in a little house at 138 Phillip Street near Sydney's docks, she had to teach herself the difficult trade of setting lead type, because of a black-ban by the New South Wales Typographical Association. The Postmaster-General’s Department refused to register The Dawn for sending through the post. In 1891, Lawson helped launch (with Maybanke Anderson, Rose Scott, and Dora Montefiore) the Womanhood Suffrage League of NSW. She also founded the Dawn Club, which met in various locations in Sydney, including the tea rooms of the remarkable Quong Tart ...

Categories: louisa-lawson, suffragette, australia, women, women's-history, women's-rights, henry-lawson, radical-history, biography, feminism, australia, australian-history

Australian Constitution and ego-politics

There are no words from the verb 'to lead' in the Aussie Constitution, while there are 60-plus from the verb 'to represent'. Yet Australian politicians call themselves 'leaders', and so do the media. Also, there is no prime minister even mentioned.

Categories: australia, authoritarianism

Avatar proposes violence as solution

So many people are annoyed with me for saying that 'Avatar' is an unconscious movie (because it promotes violence as a solution to violence), that I googled 'avatar movie nonviolence'. Big relief -- I'm not the only one. Personally, I think the movie sucks, like John Wayne in blue. I wouldn't watch it again even in 4D specs. Special effects impressive (but you can do anything with enough $$$) -- consciousness pathetic and retrograde. The world deserves far better at this point in history. Hollywood seems incapable of lifting thought to that height.

Cheney Admits to War Crimes, Media Yawns, Obama Turns the Other Cheek

On Sunday, in an exclusive interview with Jonathan Karl of ABC News' "This Week," [Dick] Cheney proclaimed his love of torture, derided the Obama administration for outlawing the practice, and admitted that the Bush administration ordered Justice Department attorneys to fix the law around his policies.

"I was a big supporter of waterboarding," Cheney told Karl, as if he were issuing a challenge to officials in the current administration, including President Barack Obama, who said flatly last year that waterboarding is torture, to take action against him. "I was a big supporter of the enhanced interrogation techniques..."

The former vice president's declaration closely follows admissions he made in December 2008, about a month before the Bush administration exited the White House, when he said he personally authorized the torture of 33 suspected terrorist detainees and approved the waterboarding of three so-called “high-value” prisoners.

“I signed off on it; others did, as well, too,” Cheney said in an interview with the right-wing Washington Times about the waterboarding, a drowning technique where a person is strapped to a board, his face covered with a cloth and then water is poured over it. It is a torture technique dating back at least to the Spanish Inquisition.

The US has long treated waterboarding as a war crime and has prosecuted Japanese soldiers for using it against US troops during World War II. And Ronald Reagan's Justice Department prosecuted a Texas sheriff and three deputies for using the practice to get confessions ...
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Categories: cheney, usa, torture

Cars Vs Computers

For  all of us who feel only the deepest love and  affection for the way computers have enhanced  our lives, read on. (Thanx Colin Tonks for sending this one.)

At  a recent computer expo (COMDEX), Bill Gates  reportedly compared the computer industry with  the auto industry and stated,

'If  Genearl Motors had kept up with technology like the computer industry has, we would all be driving $25 cars that got 1,000 miles to the gallon.'

In  response to Gates's comments, General Motors issued a press release, stating:

If  GM had developed technology like Microsoft, we would all be driving cars with the following  characteristics.

1.  For no reason whatsoever, your car would  crash ... Twice a day.

2..  Every time they repainted the lines in the road,  you would have to buy a new  car.

3.  Occasionally your car would die on the freeway  for no reason. You would have to pull to the side of the road, close all of the windows, shut  off the car, restart it, and reopen the windows  before you could continue. For some reason you would simply accept this.

4.  Occasionally, executing a manoeuvre such as a left turn would cause your car to shut down and  refuse to restart, in which case you would have  to reinstall the engine.

5.  Macintosh would make a car that was powered by  the sun, was reliable, five times as fast and  twice as easy to drive - but would run on only five percent of the roads.

6.  The oil, water temperature, and alternator warning lights would all be replaced by a single 'This Car Has Performed An Illegal Operation' warning light.

7.  The airbag system would ask 'Are you sure?' before deploying.

8.  Occasionally, for no reason whatsoever, your car would lock you out and refuse to let you in until you simultaneously lifted the door handle, turned the key and grabbed hold of the radio  antenna.

9.  Every time a new car was introduced car buyers  would have to learn how to drive all over again  because none of the controls would operate in  the same manner as the old car.

10.  You'd have to press the 'Start' button to turn  the engine off.

PS  We'd like to add that when all else fails, you could call 'customer service' in some foreign country and be instructed in some foreign  language how to fix your car yourself.

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Francis Galton and the ox experiment

1822 Sir Francis Galton (d. 1911), English explorer, statistician, anthropologist, advocate of eugenics (i.e. the discredited notion of improving the physical and mental makeup of the human species by selected parenthood; he coined the term), and investigator of the human mind.



He was born into the remarkable Darwin - Wedgwood family and was the grandson of Erasmus Darwin and Charles Darwin’s half first cousin. It was Galton who gave statistics the concept of regression toward the mean.

Galton was an elitist, a believer in the power of a better class of people, noting “the stupidity and wrong-headedness of many men and women being so great as to be scarcely credible.” It will come as no surprise to the astute Almaniac that many of Galton's ideas have been used by the right wing of politics.

Galton and the ox
Some of his research seemed to show what James Suowiecki (in his book The Wisdom of Crowds: Why the Many Are Smarter Than the Few and How Collective Wisdom Shapes Business, Economies, Societies and Nations) interprets as the superiority of group-think over experts. At one of England's many fairs, he noticed a wagering competition in which people had to guess on the weight of an ox. In effect, it was like one of those "how many jelly beans in the jar" competitions. Eight hundred people wrote their guesses on slips of paper; some were butchers and farmers, while others were casual guessers.

Averaging the estimates, Galton expected the result to be nowhere near the mark, because so few of the guessers were professionals in the meat business. To his surprise, however, the crowd had come within one pound of the ox’s weight. The group as a whole had guessed that the ox would weigh 1,197 pounds, and the ox's actual weight was 1,198 pounds.

Suowiecki extrapolates from this and other information that in order to predict winners political opinion pollsters would do better to ask people who they think will win an election, rather than who they want to win, because there is a group wisdom. In fact, bookmakers are better predictors than pollsters, because bettors tend to bet on what they think a result will actually be ...

Categories: science, anthropology, sociology, history

Pip Wilson Bill Paying System

For years, I've had a filing system for bills. The ones in black ink go in the wastepaper basket. The ones in screaming red ink go into a drawer. I'm not recommending my method, but it seems to work for me. I've never been to jail and never missed a meal.

FABLED ENEMIES is a must-see free YouTube

The new film 'Fabled Enemies' (102 minutes at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=28tE0fKpISM) is probably the best 9-11 investigative documentary yet made. If you won't watch it because it's too long or you think it's "just another 911 conspiracy film", then it probably IS too hard for you to follow, so just go bowling or watch TV tonight. If the full-length video disappears from YouTube, as it might, try Google Video http://tinyurl.com/yjhtg9a or just google scene selections. It might not be online free for long.



Categories: 9-11, video, movie, usa, israel, investigative-journalism, disinfo, disinformation, espionage, military

History's largest protest ever

Read full story at Feb 15 in the Wilson's Almanac Book of Days http://www.wilsonsalmanac.com/book_of_days.html  ... (On this day in 2003) Grimly determined to invade Iraq and thus secure fossil fuels to drive Western consumerism, the leaders of the 'Free World' plugged their ears when global protests against war on Iraq occurred in more than 600 cities worldwide. Estimates from 10 million - 15 million made this the largest day of protest in the history of humankind ...

Protests continued on February 16 in Australia, with an estimated 600,000 (out of a total national population of just 20 million) demonstrating in cities around the country. My own town of Bellingen, NSW, Australia, with only a population of 2,800 men, women and children, had, it is believed, the world's highest per capita attendance at one of these demonstrations, with about 3,000 marchers. Nearby Coffs Harbour (population 62,000) had approximately 2,500 marchers, one of them being your almanackist ...



Categories ... bellingen, war, iraq, protest, demonstration, bush, war-on-terror, activism

Jon Frum Day, Tanna Island, Vanuatu

Jon Frum, a cargo cult, is a syncretic sect centred on Sulphur Bay on Tanna Island, Vanuatu, and found in some neighbouring islands. A white American named Jon, or John, Frum is also the name of the messenger of this movement; who on his return, will provide the Frum faithful with promised goods, or cargo.



An estimated 90 per cent of the population of Vanuatu is affiliated with a Christian denomination, the largest being Presbyterian, followed by Roman Catholic and Anglican. Jon Frum forms a small minority.

Some Frum members say that Jon Frum is a benevolent deity who lives in the crater of Tanna's highest mountain, Yasur, with his several thousand strong army, or else he is the 'king of America'. Jon Frum members believe that when Frum does return as promised, the mountains will crumble, filling the rivers, the land will become very fertile and prosperity will arrive in the villages. Frum himself will bring money so that the people can buy the goods of the white people, and he will provide schools for all.

Perhaps influenced by drinks of kava, a mildly narcotic drink popular in the western Pacific and northern Australia, visions and prophecies of Frum (by 'messengers' as the movement calls its priests and prophets) have directed the cult's world view. Some say it began as early as the 1930s, probably when a man of that name actually travelled or lived among the villagers ...

Categories: folklore, lore, pacific, vanuatu, cargo-cult, religion

FeelGood Manual selling better than expected

Australian Writers' Group is surprising me with quantity of sales of my book 'The FeelGood Manual' http://www.imaginician.com/. Now I'm going to find a new publishing agent. Ideas welcome.

President Carter on Israel's occupation of Palestine

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kDKw0f95k7Q The MSNBC interviewer is a few sandwiches short of a pinic, but Carter handles the silly questions with dignity and erudition. Worth watching.



Categories: palestine, israel

Who bombed the Sydney Hilton hotel?

1978 On this day the Sydney Hilton Bombing occurred, leading to perhaps Australia's worst-ever miscarriage of justice.

A bomb exploded outside the Hilton Hotel, Sydney, killing two garbage men and a police officer. Inside the hotel were heads of government from a number of Commonwealth countries. Corrupt police began a campaign of framing members of the Ananda Marga religious organization for the crime, but eventually the 'Ananda Marga Three' were released from prison and compensated. (Then, years later, Tim Anderson, one of the Three, was charged over the bombing, jailed, and again released and compensated. He served many years in prison for no crime committed.)

It is usually called 'Australia's first outbreak of terrorism', but was it really? To this day the identity of the person or persons responsible remains a mystery. Were Australia's security police responsible? ... Read on at http://www.wilsonsalmanac.com/hilton.html.



Categories: australia, terrorism, law, legal, crime

Under the Pretense of Disaster Relief, US is Running a Military Occupation of Haiti

"The rapid mobilization of U.S troops in Haiti was not primarily done for humanitarian reasons; we're likely to see a neoliberal economic plan imposed, at gunpoint if necessary ..."
Source: http://tinyurl.com/yencvy7

Categories: earthquake, natural-disaster, haiti, usa, military

This One's for the Hippies (to Misty)

This is one for the hippies,
Derided for their passion,
Who warned about climate change
Forty years before the fashion.

Who couldn't get into clubs
Even when they rarely had a dollar –
Blokes ejected at the door
If their hair even touched their collar.

Men and women bashed on city streets
Because of their flamboyance
And love of life and Nature,
For their precognition and clairvoyance.

Let's hear it for the hippies
For decades taken for granted
And mocked because they called this globe
Not 'the world', but 'your precious Planet'.

This one's for the hippies
Society's whipping boy.
This one's for the hippies
Who bosses wouldn’t employ.

It's for those who talked of cycle power,
Alternative fuels, and co-ops for food.
Who sweated to make workers' co-ops,
And land co-ops … not that it did much good.

Who could see that every suburban block
Didn't need fifty washing machines.
Who believed in evolution
While Neanderthals vented their spleen.

Those who accepted being the laughingstock
Because they knew we must save the trees,
And, decades before governments announced it,
Exclaimed, "You’ve nearly killed the seas!".

So this one's for the hippies,
Who were 99 per cent right –
And it's to the five per cent of them
Who stayed true and didn’t shirk the fight.

To those who conspire and dream and scheme
And for humanity spend their lives,
And who generally die well burnt-out,
From unpaid activism, around about sixty-five.

So this one's for the hippies
Who, the older that they get
See daily vindication in every nation,
With immense pride, far too busy for regret.

Categories: hippie, yippie, alternative

An Absolutely Ordinary Rainbow, by Les Murray

The word goes round Repins,
the murmur goes round Lorenzinis,
at Tattersalls, men look up from sheets of numbers,
the Stock Exchange scribblers forget the chalk in their hands
and men with bread in their pockets leave the Greek Club:
There's a fellow crying in Martin Place. They can't stop him.

The traffic in George Street is banked up for half a mile
and drained of motion. The crowds are edgy with talk
and more crowds come hurrying. Many run in the back streets
which minutes ago were busy main streets, pointing:
There's a fellow weeping down there. No one can stop him.

The man we surround, the man no one approaches
simply weeps, and does not cover it, weeps
not like a child, not like the wind, like a man
and does not declaim it, nor beat his breast, nor even
sob very loudly—yet the dignity of his weeping

holds us back from his space, the hollow he makes about him
in the midday light, in his pentagram of sorrow,
and uniforms back in the crowd who tried to seize him
stare out at him, and feel, with amazement, their minds
longing for tears as children for a rainbow.

Some will say, in the years to come, a halo
or force stood around him. There is no such thing.
Some will say they were shocked and would have stopped him
but they will not have been there. The fiercest manhood,
the toughest reserve, the slickest wit amongst us

trembles with silence, and burns with unexpected
judgements of peace. Some in the concourse scream
who thought themselves happy. Only the smallest children
and such as look out of Paradise come near him
and sit at his feet, with dogs and dusty pigeons.

Ridiculous, says a man near me, and stops
his mouth with his hands, as if it uttered vomit—
and I see a woman, shining, stretch her hand
and shake as she receives the gift of weeping;
as many as follow her also receive it

and many weep for sheer acceptance, and more
refuse to weep for fear of all acceptance,
but the weeping man, like the earth, requires nothing,
the man who weeps ignores us, and cries out
of his writhen face and ordinary body

not words, but grief, not messages, but sorrow,
hard as the earth, sheer, present as the sea—
and when he stops, he simply walks between us
mopping his face with the dignity of one
man who has wept, and now has finished weeping.

Evading believers, he hurries off down Pitt Street.

Listen http://www.lesmurray.org/pm_aor.mp3

Fifty years of mateship

There's no easy way to say this, so I'll just blurt it out. Or maybe not say anything. This week marks 50 years that I have been friends with (alphabetically) Peg and Rob. We met in the first week of Second Class at Pennant Hills Infants' School -- February, 1960. We were 6 or 7 years old. We almost learned to tie our shoelaces together. (I still resent that a bit because if Peg HAD learned, I would have fallen over and cried, and Rob would have made fun of me.) We went to infants' school, primary's school and high's school together, as firm friends. (I was often the firmest, but precocious in finding ways of dealing with it.) Rob usually did my Maths homework (which is perhaps why he is today a mathematicmatitian and I am scarcely numerate, so he owes me) and Peg usually did my ... come to think of it, I don't remember Mister Peg helping me with homework at all so he can get fucked. Oh yeah, I think he wrote some English essays for me. All is forgiven, cunt.

Peg and Rob remained my steadfast, loyal, loving friends during our teens, 20s, 30s, our 40s and our 50s. We are all approaching our 60s, and Rob and Peg are still my best mates, apart from Baz le Tuff, a relative newcomer, because Baz, the closest of all my mates, IS a relative, on two sides of our families ...and a newcomer (rhymes with 'pariah'). We didn't meet Barry until about 1965, so he's the new boy and we will never let him forget it -- nyaaah nyaah nyaah.

I don't want to say any more, except this. Peg and Rob and I learned together to read and count and write, and to pass through the old age of youth and enter the youth of old age, and our intellects and senses of humour have been forged in the same ... forge or whatever the fuck that forgery thingo is called. The loyalty of my mates through the thicks and thins of my life has been incredible, enough to bring a grown man to jeers.

I consider myself, with characteristic inhumility, the luckiest man alive for many reasons, and not the least of these is that I love and am still loved by two mates from Miss Gordon's 2nd Class at Penno Infants'. Oh, and Baz too -- the new boy. I love you all -- and I AM NOT A POOFTER BY SAYING THAT, OK? YOU'RE ALL MORE POOFIE THAN I AM. JESUS! I FUCKED A GIRL THE SAME YEAR YOU ALL DID, SO JUST LEAVE OFF, WILL YOU? YOU FUCKING POOFTERS. JESUS! CAN'T TAKE A JOKE.

When the world wearies ...

"When the world wearies and society does not satisfy, there is always the garden." For decades, this charming aphorism (by one Minnie Aumonier, whose fame would appear to rest on little else than this fine aphorism) was on a large sign outside a plant nursery beside the Pacific Highway at Taree, New South Wales. I read it, I suppose, several hundred times, but have no photo. Nor can I find one on Google Images. Does anyone have a photo of this famous sign, which was probably read by millions? Do you remember this apothegm? Did it mean anything to you, as it did to me?

Alternative versions, found by googling:
"When the world wearies and society fails to satisfy, there is always the garden."
"When the world wearies and society ceases to satisfy, there is always the garden."


More gardening quotes
Categories: gardening

FRANKLY ANGELIC to cater for your functions at best prices

My friends all know that my life is eremitical, so they phone before dropping in. But good friends like Hogfish (Barry Alden Pressing on Facebook -- http://www.facebook.com/home.php#!/profile.php?id=658541849&ref=ts) are permitted to drop in unannounced, and the Fish did so today. If you Google 'abstract underground art', Fish is at the top, well above Robert Crumb.

We had a good time. We always do.

Fish's missus, Frankie Pressing, is a brilliant caterer and cheap as chips, although her food is way better than chips. From Newcastle to Brisbane, Frankly Angelic will give the ultimate best service for weddings, bar mitzvahs, 50th birthdays, 60th, 70th, 80th birthdays, celebrations and for serial foodies and the installations and deaths of kings, popes, presidents, celebrities, beloved lunatics and billionaires, at prices to make your bogs eyegle -- I mean, eyes boggle!!

Frankie, like Fish, is the best. Save their phone number for artwork, or top cuisine.

Call Frankie -- dear heart that she is, and somehow remarkably tolerant of Wilson and even more so of Hogfish -- and ask for her minimal rates card. If you are in NSW in Godzone country, Frankie is on (02) 6567 1409. Tell her Prince William sent you. You'll get the best catering on the Mid-North Coast. This is not an advertisement, but a recommendation. Do yourself a flavour and put Frankie in your address book. Save a doggie bag for Wilson, who needs it (even though no mutt here). Bright blessings to Frankie and Fish.

Fish without a bicycle

The famous and excellent expression, "A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle" is most often attributed to American feminist Gloria Steinem, but she denied this in a letter to TIME magazine. Steinem (correctly, I believe) attributes it to Sydney activist and politician, Irina Dunn, inter alia, a great supporter of the framed 'Sydney Hilton bombers'. More at http://john-s-allen.com/humor/herstory.htm. Irina Dunn, an early and steadfast opponent of the notorious Sydney Hilton bombing frame-up, may be seen at 1:35 at 'Framed' by Roaring Jack band frontman Alistair Hulett (b. 1951; d. January 28, 2010), at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmv-1DEDkB8



Categories: quotation, feminism, australia, language, hilton

The prof and the madman

1837 Sir James Murray (d. 1915), Scottish philologist and lexicographer. By the time of his death, half of the Oxford English Dictionary had been prepared by Murray himself.

The professor and the 'lunatic'

James Murray is the subject of the intriguing bestseller, The Surgeon of Crowthorne (published in America under the title The Professor and the Madman), by Simon Winchester, about Murray's relationship with an insane murderer and lookalike, the American amateur philologist, Dr William Chester Minor ...

Sandy Beach sunrise

Sandy Beach sunrise
Originally uploaded by Pip_Wilson.

From near The Ponderosa, my former cabin at Sandy Beach, NSW, Australia. Fly to this location (requires Google Earth) or see where I lived at Sandy Beach on Google Maps.

I'm a member of the Rainbow Region flickr group for North-eastern New South Wales.

Masons Out now graffiti, Raleigh, NSW

Masons Out now graffiti, Raleigh, NSW
Originally uploaded by Pip_Wilson.

Thirty, forty years ago, this anti-Masonic graffiti (complete with swastikas) was to be found in toilets from Sydney to Queensland (along the coast, and most often in beach public toilets) and maybe further afield. It was very common on the northern beaches of Sydney. I shot this at Raleigh School of Arts toilet and it is the only one I have seen for years. Raleigh is well off the beaten path and several klicks from a beach, so this crazy really got around. I'm very curious as to whether anyone else has photos of this weird guy's 'work'.

Scrimmies: Strange cult revealed

Who are the scrimmies? And why do they practise this strange art that goes beyond tattoos and piercings -- the bizarre body art of carved, living, human bones? By Pip Wilson


It was an appropriately unsettling entrance to the world of the bonecarvers – lost on my first visit, on June 12.

I must have walked past the door marked with the torn Greenpeace sticker and an incoherent bit of graffiti (something about Mariah Cary).

My informant, Justine, had told me to "knock on the blue door near the Leb shop". Had she forgotten that in this part of Sydney’s inner suburbs, every other shop is owned by Lebanese?

One of Sydney’s ethnic quarters, definitely. The blue door was actually squeezed hard between a Chinese-owned store and a pizzeria (to give more details would break my promise of anonymity to the scrimmies and Justine).

Considering the neighbourhood is so cosmopolitan, I was surprised that the scrimmies were so Anglo-Aussie, except for the Mexican, Serge.

I twisted the ancient bell knob on the grimy, chipped door and waited. And waited. And turned the knob again.

“Yeah?” came a woman’s voice, that one syllable betraying a broad Australian accent.

I introduced myself and she remembered that Justine had said I would be coming to interview the scrimmies.

'Hannah', reluctantly it seemed, led me up the steep, narrow staircase. The air was cold, gloomy. At the head of the stairs was a small landing with threadbare Westminster carpet. On the wall was a framed airline poster of that famous fairytale castle in Europe.

Hannah led me, or, rather, I followed her brisk pace into the book-lined, messy room with its untidy plethora of computer equipment, but I had to introduce myself as she dumped me and headed for a small sink in the corner where she made herself a cup of lemongrass tea.

The 'scrimmies' I met in that room, with its two kinds of worn carpet, and a flyspecked paper globe lampshade askew above the centre, had not assembled for the benefit of this pariah of the press. It seems that this apartment/office/clubhouse regularly holds a dozen or more lounging or websurfing scrimmies.

This day, there were five.

Hannah is 26 and a taciturn, rather surly postgrad Arts student majoring in history. Talia, 23, is a typical college waif who just topped her class in design. Serge, 36, works delivering furniture, and apparently can often drop in on the apartment on his run. He is possibly a lover to Jo, a 40-something musician with a prominent orchestra who doesn't look it. She apparently inherited some money and puts up most of the rent.

The fifth scrimmie that afternoon was Leo, 38, a heavily tattooed street performer, sometime hip hop singer and rainforest activist.

Scrimshaw

Though I knew of the ancient maritime art of scrimshaw, as practised by whalers and sailors, and I even knew that a scrimshander is one who practices the art, until Justine let slip one afternoon over coffee that she knew some scrimmies, I had never heard of the bizarre practice of having designs incised in one's own bones.

According to Jo, the human scrimshaw phenomenon goes back at least 150 years, but as far as she knew, the Australian origin was in that very apartment in 1995. There are "probably thousands of adherents" in the world.

Adherents? Jo’s use of the word surprised me and I challenged it. When people get a tattoo, they aren’t called adherents. Is this a religion? A cult?

Talia started to reply but respectfully deferred to Jo for what seemed to be “the party line” answer. (To this day I still don’t know if Jo is a cult leader. With her broken teeth and K-Mart tracksuit, she would make a most unlikely one. But stranger things have happened. And this whole scene was strange.)

According to Jo, no one knows if the art of incising living human bones was practised in Australia before she had the first, when her femur was 'scrimmed' as she put it, and an American anthropologist with her, by the enigmatic medical practitioner they simply refer to as 'the doctor' (who is not a scrimmie – just a scrimshander I suppose).

I asked to see the scar, and to my surprise, she pulled down – not up – her trackie pants to reveal a neat 15cm line; one of several on her body, she told me.

What design had been scrimmed on her thigh bone? ...

Continued http://www.wilsonsalmanac.com/scrimmies.html

Categories: cult, hoax