A Commentary to Enlighten All Of Us by Mitch Santell
Yes, it is true. I made an announcement several months ago that this site AfterHollywood.Online would be going offline.
It is with great pleasure that I announce that this site and my pontifications about life and Hollywood will continue throughout the rest of 2020.
When I am not venting, analyzing and best guessing world events, I am happily running Big Reggae Mix, 24/7 Streaming of Top Shelf Reggae that launched back in 2014 with my partner Scott T. Brown along with Executive Producer Errol Brown, the original Engineer and Producer of Bob Marley and the Wailers.
Anytime you need a break from the craziness of this world, simply point your iPhone, Smartphone or Browser to:
While I continue to Producer over at Big Reggae Mix, there is just too much shifting and changing for me to not comment on it and while this site is like thousands of others, it is only through a shift in consciousness that we are going to get through the next five years.
To get a break from the craziness, just click on the link above and it will take you to Big Reggae Mix.
Now you may be asking yourself, “How do I hear the station?” Answer: Simply click on the “Listen Live” button on our home page and/or if you prefer, we are also on Radio.netand they even provide an APP to hear our station. The links to the player are over at Big Reggae Mix.
If you listen to Big Reggae Mix on our home page, there are no advertisements as we are a commercial-free station. Radio.netwill play one short 15-second advertisement and then after that, there are no commercials.
2020, an amazing year will be like no other. Simply erase in your mind’s eye what you think is going on or as I used to say“I know you don’t know what is going on, what do you think is going on? – Mitch Santell/1974
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A Commentary On Enjoying A Dystopian World by Mitch Santell
Did you ever notice how, when you want to log into a web site, a verification number is sent to your smartphone? The Powers That Be Will Claim That this is for your protection. It is not. This all has to do with the constant verification of who you are.
Even with your bank, ever notice how they make you sign twice?
Even when you go to CVS pharmacy to fill your prescription, you have to sign twice.
New Jersey is pushing the Real ID Act that was passed back in 2005 during the George W. Bush Administration.
We have the same thing going on in California.
You have the State of Virginia fighting to keep their second amendment rights.
Now I see that the homeless problem here in Los Angeles is only going to get worse.
For communities across the West hoping to gain some legal leeway to deal differently with homeless people sleeping on their streets, the U.S. Supreme Court on Monday dealt them a setback that, at least for now, maintains the status quo.
The high courtdeclined to hear a landmark caseon homelessness, letting stand a ruling that amounts to a broad curb on police powers in nine Western states, including California, to stop people from sleeping on public property if no other shelter is available.
Dozens of other local governments, including the city and county of Los Angeles, had urged the court to hear a challengeto Martin vs. City of Boise, in part to clarify how best to comply with it. But the justices, without comment or a dissent, said that they would not.
Here’s what that means for Los Angeles and the rest of California.
A Commentary On The Collapse That Is Here Now by Mitch Santell
Hi, how are you? Me? I am phenomenal because I don’t own the city hall, I just work here.
You may or may not follow this blog, and guess what? We are in the most massive global collapse since the Great Depression.
If you don’t believe me, you need to know about something called Quantitative Easing.
Barrack Obama introduced Quantitative Easing. President Obama did not invent Quantitative Easing; he brought it into our economic structure based on the Banking Collapse of 2008.
Quantitative Easing is where the Federal Reserve (our central bank, which is neither Federal nor a Reserve creates money out of debt to keep our markets liquid).
Now that I realize that over two-thirds of high school students in America are illiterate, I realize that you are going to have to take care of yourself and your family first. There is no reason to argue with anyone anymore.
Now the time has come to enjoy the bigger picture. Not only was 75 Billion Dollars+ pumped into the market daily over the past few months, over the next two-plus weeks, the Federal Reserve is also going to pump 500 Billion into the Banking System.
How long do you think this can continue?
In previewing today’s Fed statement regarding repurchase operations, on Tuesday Curvature Securities repo expert Scott Skyrm said that he expects the Fed to announce a $50 billion (at least) term operation for Monday December 23 (double the current term ops) and a $50 billion (at least) term operation for Monday, December 30. This prediction was in response to Zoltan Pozsar’s warning that reserve levels are too low and the result would be a market crash that could spark QE4.
Well, moments ago the NY Fed did publish it latest weekly “Statement Regarding Repurchase Operations” as expected laying out the Fed’s expected repo operations for the period December 13 – January 14… and it blew Skyrm’s expectations out of the water
According to the statement, the NY Fed will continue to offer two-week term repo operations twice per week, four of which span year end. In addition, the Desk will also offer another longer-maturity term repo operation that spans year end. The amount offered in this operation will be at least $50 billion, just as Skyrm expected.
(This is the third of 30 blog postings before the permanent shut down of AfterHollywood.Online on January 11, 2020).
The first key is Divine Timing.Being in the right place at the right time and being on the right side. Well, this is the right time and the right place. You wouldn’t be reading this if you didn’t already believe that, would you? Get in tune with God’s Master Plan – not only fighting injustice The Way He wants you to, but doing those things at the right times that He wants them done. But you must also make sure you are completely on the right side.
“To every [thing there is] a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up [that which is] planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; A time to cast stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; A time to tear, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.” Ecclesiastes 3:1-8. By the time you finish reading this booklet, you will learn that NOW is the time to fight.
The second key is God-guided Vision. You have to be able to see the opportunity and predict your eventual success. I hope that by the end of this booklet I will have opened your eyes to the fantastic opportunities available to you in the Master’s Plan. If I can do that, you’ll be on your way to a fulfilling, wonderful new life. Within a very short time, you’ll have more freedom than you ever dreamed possible.
The third key is determined Action.This is the most critical of the three Keys…taking immediate advantage of the opportunity at hand…. getting started right away before the window of opportunity closes! Everyone knows that “every journey begins with just a single step” but some illogical fear of failure keeps most people from ever starting on the road to freedom! However, all of these fears vanish if you have an all-consuming goal. Obstacles are nothing but frightful things that appear when you take your mind off your goals. If you are serious about establishing a free and prosperous society, then read on.
Actually, I could think of a thousand reasons for not becoming involved even though I hate the Beast-system! So could you. But that will never lead us to a life of freedom and prosperity. We should instead, examine every opportunity for ways that the Master’s Plan can work for us. Remember, opportunity knocks just once. Misfortune leans on the doorbell!
Knowing that success is the result of actions not intentions, would you put off setting out on that journey to freedom, if I can show you how to do it quickly, with practically no capital outlay, and a minimum of effort? I hope not, because that is exactly what I am going to do and I am trusting that you’ll grasp the concept and run with it as fast as you can!
Whatever you do, don’t let this amazing opportunity slip out of focus. When you have finished reading this manual, act immediately! Pass it to as many other people as you can.
Wisdom says that if you are going to make a change in your life, you should do it immediately and determinedly! Whatever you do, when you finish reading this booklet, get started immediately developing your new life ….and do it “determinedly”… with all the energy, enthusiasm and determination you can muster! You’ve got to be either part of the steam roller or part of the pavement.
The three keys above are the catalyst that makes the following Success Secrets work. But they won’t do you any good if you don’t act at once and put them to work for you right away. Remember, you aren’t alone in wanting to be free. There are millions of other people trying to set themselves free too and they are your potential allies! Don’t wait until they’ve committed to something else that will only fail, like all the other plans they have made in the past! Start today and you could be free and prosperous, within 180 days!
As important as they are, however, the keys will do nothing more than get you started on the road to success. Now you have to learn how to “walk the walk”. To do that you will need to know some important background information, to put things in perspective and keep you in balance.
A Commentary On Rules and Censorship by Mitch Santell
The rules are tightening at YouTube and it is only matter of time until more and more content creators abandon the platform.
On Tuesday afternoon, YouTube formally announced its plan to have creators label any videos of theirs that may appeal to children. Starting in January 2020, if creators mark a video as directed at kids, data collection will be blocked for all viewers, resulting in lower ad revenue, and those videos will lose some of the platform’s most popular features, including comments and end screens. It’s a major change in how YouTube works, and has left some creators clueless as to whether they’re subject to the new rules.
Reached by The Verge, Google confirmed that this new system was the result of a landmark $170 million settlement YouTube reached with the Federal Trade Commission in September for allegedly violating children’s privacy. It’s the largest fine ever collected under the Children’s Online Privacy Protection Act (COPPA), which forbids collecting data from children under the age of 13 without explicit consent from their parents. In this case, the ruling means YouTube can’t employ its powerful ad-targeting system on anyone who might be under the age of 13 — a dire problem for a platform with so many young users.
San Francisco (AFP) – YouTube broadened its anti-harassment policies on Wednesday to include a ban on “implied” threats along with insults based on race, gender identity or sexual orientation.
“We will no longer allow content that maliciously insults someone based on protected attributes such as their race, gender expression, or sexual orientation,” global head of trust and safety Matt Halprin said in an online post.
“This applies to everyone, from private individuals, to YouTube creators, to public officials.”
YouTube already bans explicit threats, but now “veiled or implied” threats will be barred as well, according to Halprin.
“This includes content simulating violence toward an individual or language suggesting physical violence may occur,” Halprin said.
“No individual should be subject to harassment that suggests violence.”
The changes stem in part from YouTube’s pledge earlier this year to crack down on harassment by video creators.
The platform was berated for leaving up videos from Steven Crowder, a right-wing commentator who regularly insulted gay Vox producer Carlos Maza based on his sexual orientation and Cuban heritage.
Maza’s video montage of insults from Crowder over a period of years — including “lispy sprite” and “angry little queer” — went viral, prompting a YouTube investigation that concluded they didn’t violate its hate speech policies.
– Problematic patterns –
In the case of Crowder’s channel, a review found that individually, the flagged videos did not violate YouTube guidelines, spokesman Chris Dale explained in an online post in June.
“However, in the subsequent days, we saw the widespread harm to the YouTube community resulting from the ongoing pattern of egregious behavior, took a deeper look, and made the decision to suspend monetization,” Dale said.
A big part of living like no one lives now is to reject sedentary living early and often. Being nomadic gives you a chance to see different parts of this amazing world while inculcating a healthy diligence towards the unnecessary and corrosive accumulation of “stuff”.
Historically, humans have not lived sedentary lives. Indigenous peoples were all either nomadic or semi-nomadic. Sedentary living emerged with the rise of modern agriculture.
Many an anthropological scholar has wrestled with the question as to why humans abandoned their relatively easy lives as hunters and gatherers and settled into lives as sedentary agriculturalists. Many scholars of the Sumerian clay tablets – the oldest written language known to man – are now arguing that this sudden transition to agricultural existence may have been forced upon humans by the Illuminati predecessor – and possibly blood relative – Annunaki space visitors from the distressed planet of Nubira. Interesting stuff!
A huge component of the matrix programmers’ master plan for keeping you a wage/debt slave is via shopping and material possessions. If you live in a big house, there’s lots of room to put all manner of needless possessions in it. God forbid your colossal house look empty.
How many people do you know who are living in a huge McMansion they hate, mired in debt, who refuse to entertain the option of moving on based on the burgeoning number of plastic storage bins appearing in their crammed garage?
Stuff keeps you staked to the ground like a tethered goat. The more you get, the less money you save, the more debt you grow, the more tied you are to a “job”.
The lack of mobility this creates cripples countless humans to a life of boredom and sameness. More importantly, it denies them the economic opportunities that arise with increased mobility. The biggest of these opportunities is in the arena of housing.
The first rule is to live in a small house. The one I live in now feels spacious and measures at 750 square feet. There’s less to clean, you have to pay for less energy, and it fosters the notion of simple living and brings a sense of humility to your existence.
As the Lakota proverb goes, “We are not much, but we are a whole lot more than nothing”.
Whether you rent or are buying your place on time, housing payments consume the majority of most people’s income.
The second rule is that the quicker you can own your house free and clear, the quicker your life will take a huge change for the better.
Everyone not born to money must rent for awhile to gather a down payment on property. Look for places that pay utilities as they can be better deals, especially with recent surges in electricity and other utility costs. With the recent downturn in the economy monthly hotels are sprouting up across the US.
These can be great deals because all bills are paid and the place is furnished, allowing you to sell furniture and other possessions before you move in, and to be more mobile on the way out when you will need to be mobile to find that place to buy.
If you’re single, better yet are flophouses or rooms in someone else’s house where you share a kitchen and bath. Rent is cheap, they too are often furnished and the bills are usually paid. I stayed in a series of these places before I was married.
You meet some very interesting people at these places too. One place I stayed at in Brookings, SD while attending college was full of Arabic-speaking agricultural engineering students from throughout the Middle East.
After we banked that $26,000 from our first “back-to-the-land” attempt, things were never the same. We bought and fixed up a few more properties, making money every time we sold.
In each case, we spent hardly any money fixing the places up. Instead, we used lots of elbow grease or “sweat equity”, as the bankers call it. Except there was no need to build “equity”, as after that first place, we always bought our houses with cash.
The first place was another trailer in a park where everyone owned their own lot. We spent $20,000 and sold it for $21,000. Yet we put hardly a dime into it and saved paying rent or a house note for those two years.
In 2001 as our dogs aged we knew we had to get back to the country to give them a peaceful place to pass on. Using the internet we found a place back in the Ozarks. It was a nice smaller 2 BR house on 20 Acres near Peace Valley, MO with an asking price of $59,900.
After we finally sold our house we loaded our $500 81’ Chevy Van and headed south. The day we arrived we discovered the place was going up for auction the next day. We were the only bidders and got the place for $49,900 cash.
In 2005 I saw the housing bust looming. So we had the prerequisite yard sales – which yielded $3000 in road cash – and put the place up for sale. Our boys had both passed peacefully and were able to live out there lives in a quiet country setting.
Yes, it was a bit difficult to leave our boys buried there and move on, but my understanding is that they came right along with us anyway.
Through lots of hard work – with no boss but ourselves – we had turned that place into a parked out garden paradise. We sold it for $117,500. After commissions for realtors and closing costs were paid we pocketed $60,000.
With that grubstake banked, we were one giant step closer to living our dream.
Because we lived there longer than two years owner-occupied, we were again exempt from owing any capital gains tax. This two-year time period is key to making money when buying, improving and selling real estate because this exemption is significant.
It also discourages “flipping”, which I believe to be immoral. When investing in housing, one should earn their money through honest hard work and improvements, not through laziness and sheer speculation. Otherwise, you’re simply reinforcing the matrix paradigm.
Traveling light, we again hit the road, this time vagabonding through Panama, Costa Rica, Thailand, Cambodia, Vietnam, Laos, Malaysia, Indonesia, Singapore, Australia, and New Zealand.
When we returned to the Ozarks we knew the housing bust had only just begun, so rather than trading up, as many people look to do, we were looking to trade down.
We found a small older 1 BR house on 3 acres just two miles from Greer Spring and the National Scenic Eleven Point River and near the town of Alton, MO. Asking price was $49,900 completely furnished. We offered $40,000 and the seller refused. We let it sit awhile. Two weeks later we offered him $41,500 and he accepted.
We dug our gardens, planted fruit and net trees, landscaped with perennials, put in a new lagoon with the help of a backhoe and fixed the house some – mainly cosmetics.
When buying a house look for the proverbial diamond in the rough. The perfect example is a house that needs a paint job or sits on an overgrown lot or has junk strewn all over the yard, but IS STRUCTURALLY SOLID!
Remember that houses which have sat on the market a long time are the ones where the buyer will often be more willing to come down significantly on the price.
Things are a bit out of control here in the Empire known as the United States.
Popeyes has decided to bring back their spicy chicken sandwich and it is causing huge problems are various locations across American. If you didn’t think this was the end times? You better think again. People are stabbing each other and crashing their cars into each other over a Chicken Sandwich.
Think about this.
People are dying all over America over some sandwich that promises to give you total satisfaction.
Please carefully note that these videos contain very adult language so if bad language offends you then may I humbly suggest you go buy tickets to Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood and I am sharing this with all my dear readers that are outside of the U.S.A.
A Commentary On Staying In Action When Communications Fail by Mitch Santell
Three times each year Mecury Goes Into Retrograde which sincerely affects communications. Not only does it affect communications, but you may also experience a break down of appliances, recording gear, emails, and software you are wanting to install.
For me, Mercury In Retrograde is my favorite time of the year. Each time it hits I have a big grin on my face. Most people will give you all of their sob stories of how things messed up for them but not for me.
You see there is a deep secret related to Mercury In Retrograde that most people don’t know and I’ll share the secret ready?
Here goes: If you have a relationship, a project, a contract or anything else that started prior to Mercury In Retrograde it will work perfectly. Most times you will notice that things seem almost easier for you because everyone else is complaining.
You have had a transition year, haven’t you? Oh my gosh, we all have. Life is not a dress rehearsal for me and I live it full out with as much passion and compassion as possible.
This year more than at any other time I am having to say goodbye to so many relationships while the ones that remain are stronger, more dedicated and somehow more in sync.
Here are some simple things you can do if things are not going your way during this time:
1). Do a favor each day for someone you love.
2). This is a wonderful time to go through old photographs, old folders, and contracts and dump those things that don’t work anymore. A real sign of mental illness are people who can’t get rid of old possessions that you don’t need! ( The rule that my wife of 33 1/2 years and I have is that if we haven’t used an item in a full year we dump it).
3). This is a great time to plan for projects and schedules that you need to accomplish after the stalling of communications is over. Have fun, be creative and don’t overthink anything.
4). This is a great time to do some soul searching and careful reflection of how you are handling the frequencies as they increase. Now you may ask yourself “What the heck it Mitch talking about?” Answer: Every 24 hours Planet Earth is moving into unchartered space. This shift is causing a lot of people to lose it. Can I prove this? Oh yeah, I can because of the bombardment of high technology is all around us. If you are worried about your eyeballs exploding after all of the 5G cell phone towers go up all over California, you may be onto something so I might recommend a good dose of THC. (That is a subject for another posting).
5). Let go of the need to be right and simply ride the wave of change without freaking out. If you can simply do this and the other four items I listed in this post you will be just fine. At that point, you feel like a human being and not a human doing.
The first thing that you need to do in order to get on the road to freedom is to get completely out of debt. The main fodder off of which the matrix feeds worldwide and at every level – personal, governmental and business – is debt. If they can keep us collectively chained to their phony fiat currency scheme, they can keep us quiet and subservient to their will.
The first debt to get rid of is ALL credit card debt. The interest rates that the Visa/Master Card Cartel charges are exorbitant. And they are owned largely by two of the biggest Illuminati-controlled banks on earth – JP Morgan Chase and Citigroup. Our destiny on this earth is certainly not to feed vampires.
Once you pay off all your credit card debt, don’t ever go there again. Cancel and cut up all credit cards but one, as sometimes one is needed to rent a car or some other thing. I keep an airline-miles-earning Visa due to its international accessibility.
Never use even this one card except for things like car rental which, unfortunately still usually requires a credit card. On the infrequent occasion that you do use it, make sure to pay the balance off by the deadline that month to avoid usurious interest charges.
No wage slave dare openly speak ill of his/her boss or of the system in general, lest they risk being fired. Without a job how can they then make their house payment, car payment and so on? Because of their debt load, many Americans – even the well-paid ones – are just one paycheck away from living on the streets.
While paying off credit card debt may seem a daunting task to those of you who are buried in the stuff, it is essential to escaping the matrix. If you are able to nothing else in this book, get out of credit card debt.
There’s a saying I heard once that made a whole lot of sense to me. “Live like no one lives now and you’ll live like no one lives later”.
The implication is to live not only within your means, but below your means. Once you begin to do this you can not only easily erase your credit card debt, you can start to save money.
Start a bank account with a small community bank if you don’t have one already. These are not evil institutions and should never be seen in the same light as the Illuminati mafia.
In fact these small banks are an integral part of any town since they finance businesses, housing, etc. One thing you will learn while exiting the matrix is how important it is to lose your dogma on a range of issues and make moral decisions based on reality rather than somebody else’s accepted theory of the day.
There are different kinds of bankers, different kinds of politicians, different kinds of business people, loggers, hunters, lawyers, etc. Some own the matrix, some sell out to it, and some work against it. That is reality. Trade in your dogma for some karma.
Starting a bank account protects you from acting impulsively in accordance with the nonstop matrix shopping program. It’s much easier to spend money you are carrying on your person or have sitting in a drawer at home. Keeping your money in a bank makes it harder for you to spend it and watching it grow will encourage you to continue working towards your freedom.
Significantly, when you’ve paid off your debt and you start a savings or checking account, you cease to be a debtor to the bankers and begin to be their creditor. That savings account you started is a loan to the bank which they then lend out at a higher interest rate. As such, the banker is required to pay you interest on that loan which, while currently miniscule and pathetic, fluctuates according to the prime rate set by the Federal Reserve cartel.
Go to a system of paying cash for everything. If you write lots of checks or use a debit card too much, it’s easy to lose track of your account balance.
I had significant debt only twice in my life. Once I took out around $5,000 in student loans to get my Bachelor’s Degree. The second time we had a $10,000 mortgage on the first property we owned.
Both times these debts were paid off within a year. The key was most definitely living below my means. The other key was working all the overtime I could get at the various jobs I had.
My father died when I was 12 years old in a car accident. We operated a farm at the time. I loved playing baseball in the summer and was a pretty good catcher and lead-off hitter, but with Dad gone money got tight, we had to sell the farm place and my Mom lined me up with my first job for a local farmer. The pay was $2.25/hour.
I learned to operate all types of farm equipment and soon found a job for $3.00/hour, then one for $4.00/hour. As farmers in the area began hearing stories of what a hard worker I was and how competent I was at operating machinery, they competed to have me work for them in the summers. At the end of my “farming phase” I was making $6.00/hour and working 60-70 hours a week. I missed playing baseball, but racked up around $4,000 in savings.
In those days interest rates were high and Mom wisely got me invested in a certificate of deposit (CD) that paid 13% interest. So when I went off to college, I had a little cushion and didn’t have to take out as many student loans as some kids.
Even so, I worked my way through college at various pizza joints (lots of free food), libraries and work study jobs. My senior year of college I worked three different jobs at once. And when I graduated I had a job lined up as a fly fishing guide on the Alaskan Peninsula that paid very well. Room and board was included and since we were in the middle of nowhere, there was nothing to spend my paychecks on.
Due to all that hard work, my student loans were paid off and I was able to save enough money for a two-month overland backpacking trip to Mexico, Belize and Guatemala. I was completely out of debt and seeing the world at age 22.
The first leg of that journey south was driven from Omaha to McAllen, TX on the Mexican border in an auto drive-away car. These companies still exist and this is an excellent way to travel for free.
Usually someone has driven their car somewhere and due to some unexpected contingency they have to fly home. Your role is to get their car back to them. Gas and insurance are paid, so the ride is free. Google “auto drive-away” and find out if you have one near you.
The second time I was in debt was when we bought our first property – 10 acres and a beat up mobile home. By that time I was 27 years old, had my Master’s Degree, had traveled solo around the world and was married to my beautiful wife, Jill.
In my travels, the lessons in simple living that my parents and grandparents had instilled in me on the farm sunk in even deeper.
We send out the Peace Corps to condescendingly “teach” the developing world how to live, while Illuminati corporations and banks plunder their resources. Ironically, I have learned so much about how to live from the global poor.
But you can see the same thing here in the US, if you look.
Mexicans come here to work the hard jobs that Americans won’t. They cram as many workers as they can into beat up mobile homes to save on rent. Nearly every dime they earn is then sent back to their families in Mexico who are socking that money away into savings accounts so that these hard-working wanderers can eventually go home and retire to a nice country home.
Don’t let appearances fool you. The Mexicans keeping those Des Moines meat packing plants humming are far more wealthy that most Americans. They are creditors.
When I got my MS in 1991, I was totally broke. So I lined up another good paying job, this time in Japan teaching English. They flew me over in Business Class, where I filled my luggage with as many free tiny bottles of Jack Daniels as I could coax out of the stewardess. They also gave us a free house to live in and car. In only five months our bank account went from $0 to $15,000. It was our first grubstake.
From Kobe, we hopped a ferry to Shanghai, China and spent three months visiting China, Macao, Hong Kong, Thailand, Malaysia, the Philippines and Hawaii. We were creditors again and seeing the world.
We spent $4,000 traveling and buying a car at an LA auction when we returned, so we rolled into the Ozarks in the fall of 1992 with a 1965 Plymouth Reliant packed to the gills. Our two dogs – Buck and Milo – had to sit atop our stuff in the back seat.
After a night sleeping in that packed car, we saw an ad for 10 acres and a mobile home for $29,900. We had a look, offered them $20,000 and moved in that night.
We put $10,000 down and signed a five-year contact for deed. When the dust had settled and the propane tank was filled, we had only a couple hundred dollars left to our name.
The only answer was to hit the ground running. I worked a variety of temporary agency jobs assembling BB guns, packing baby wipes and whatever, while Jill landed a job at a radio station. We had to borrow $4,000 from her parents to buy Jill a reliable pickup to drive to work.
Within two months I landed a job as a drill crew roustabout on a dam repair project. At $7.00/hour it was the best paying job in the depressed Ozarks. I worked 70 hours a week, taking all the overtime I could get.
During this time, I “borrowed” a copy of Abbie Hoffman’s Steal This Book from a public library which wishes to remain anonymous. For those of you who have read it, hopefully you will not wonder why I thought about calling this book, Steal This Book… Again. I learned many things from that excellent book.
Within days of finishing it, a hillbilly named John who worked at the dam, smoked massive quantities of weed and had a beard down to his knees, “borrowed” it from me. I never saw it again.
Meanwhile we were eating copious amounts of macaroni and cheese and fried bologna, dumpster-diving furniture and growing a massive garden.
One day I went in to pay the monthly house note of $250. I asked the realtor to confirm what we still owed and was shocked to learn of the word “amortization”.
For those as naïve as I was, this nasty word means that when you start to pay down a house loan, you pay far more interest than principal. As such, we owed the realtor far more than we thought we did.
Armed with this new and depressing knowledge, we hatched a plan. Jill had already quit her job at the radio station. She could no longer take the lies required to sell advertising, nor the depths that her coworkers would sink to “sell air”.
We sold the pickup we had bought for her. Because we had done our research and purchased it from a private individual, we had bought the pickup for the below-book price of $4,000. We sold it for the book value price of $4,600.
We paid back her folks, then took every dime of the rest of our savings and made a lump-sum payment of $7,000 towards the property. That done, the remaining house payments would go mostly towards principle.
Within eleven months of moving in, we paid the place off. When I went in to make the final $250 payment, the realtor was so floored at our determination that he refused to take that last check. Instead, he gave us the deed and we owned our place free and clear.
We had joked all along that they never would have sold that place to us for that price, but for the fact that they figured they’d be repossessing it a few months after we could no longer make the payments. We must have been quite the site when we rolled into their office in that packed-to-the-gills 65’ Plymouth.
We were out of debt and worn out from the grind, so we decided to rent the place out for $275/month, bought a 1978 Chevy van for $500, built a bed in it out of scrap lumber and hit the road.
A little over a year later we sold that place for $26,000. We hadn’t made much of a profit, but had lived rent free for a year and made some rental income the next year, which we spent living rent-free in that Chevy van.
More importantly, since we had the place paid off, we were able to put every penny of that $26,000 into a savings account. At age 28, we had just taken a quantum leap on the road to freedom. It changed everything.
To summarize, there are two simple keys to getting out of debt. First, work long hours and keep looking for the best paying job around even as you work a less desirable job.
Don’t settle into some low-paying job because it’s easy. Laziness is the surest way to a life of slavery. This is why the matrix is constantly sending us signals that laziness is somehow a virtue. The mantra goes that you should attempt to get by with as little effort as possible, that you are getting one over on the system by being lazy.
Like all matrix propaganda, nothing could be further from the truth. Be industrious and work hard for your freedom.
Second, you must scrimp and scrape and live below your means. Turn down the heat in winter and use blankets, open the windows in the summer, don’t buy anything you don’t absolutely need and sell things you have that you don’t need. Be proactive. It’s your life.
And remember, if you live like no one lives now, you will live like no one lives later.
I’m on the right, next to my best friend Leonie. In this picture I’m sixteen, she’s fifteen. We’re sitting in a twin baby buggy. As one does.
By Anne McDonald
I lived in St Nicholas Hospital until I turned eighteen. Until I was sixteen I was totally unable to communicate with any adult because I am a severely handicapped athetoid. Athetosis is a type of cerebral palsy which results in a lot of uncontrolled movement; as well, in my case, there was an enormous excess of muscle tension. The combination of these difficulties meant that I could not use my hands, walk, or talk intelligibly.
In 1977 I was taught to communicate by using an alphabet board on which I point to letters in order to spell sentences. That is how I wrote my part of Annie’s Coming Out.
The worst thing for me about going into an institution was the total separation from everything I had known. St Nicholas would not allow parents to leave toys or clothes when they left a child. My rabbit, which I loved dearly, could not come, and neither could the animals we had as pets. The ruthless way in which children were parted from their toys was typical of the system’s treatment of children. We upset all their rather puritanical ideas about how children should behave. We were not good patients. We cried because we felt abandoned. The nurses didn’t know what to do; they didn’t know we could feel anguish. The institution had no tally book for broken hearts.
Nurses were discouraged from cuddling children. A crying child needed to be punished for its own good, so it would learn to accept the absence of affection and be happy. Punishment consisted of locking the crying child in a small dark store room. The hospital defined a happy child as a quiet child. Silence was not only golden but sullen; the nurses never saw the looks we gave them when a child was put away.
The doctors were no better. They went home at night, when the crying was worst. Remembering home was easier when you were in your cot with no toys, no games, no stories and no tucking in. We didn’t want to be kissed goodnight – that would have been unbearably distressing – but it would have been nice if someone had shown some sign that they would be glad to see us in the morning.
Talking about shit filled an enormous part of the nurses’ days. They spoke only a limited form of English, so the words they used were usually those used as abuse in polite society. You used to hold off shitting until you just about burst rather than suffer the abuse. We could not take ourselves to the toilets even if there had been toilets, so we were all in nappies. If you did not use your bowels you would have a suppository rammed in. This was recognized by the authorities, who had provided a tome in which all movements were recorded for posterity. It was called the Bowel Book. This caused no end of problems, because failure to score resulted automatically in laxatives. One day missed meant Duralax tablets; two, suppositories; three, an enema. You had no say at all.
Some nurses never marked the book, so totally unnecessary suppositories were frequently given. If you had a shit after being given a suppository you still had to listen to remarks about your odour and messiness. Instead of giving laxatives at night when they would cause the least embarrassment, they were always given at breakfast or lunch, ensuring a totally ruined morning or afternoon. This would not have mattered once in a while, but some of us were being dosed every second day.
Still, we thought we would be going home. Perhaps we were going to be cured. Little did we know! St Nicholas only has ‘hospital’ in its title because it occupies the old Children’s Hospital buildings. Of course, these were available for us only because they had been condemned as unsafe and inappropriate for children. Less medical care was given than we had at home. Laughter was the only medicine apart from laxatives and anticonvulsants, and humour was discouraged because laughter was confused with epilepsy and treated by injecting Valium or paraldehyde.
The nurses had never seen physically handicapped people before and had no idea which responses we shared with normal kids and which were significant indications of distress requiring intervention. Jittery nurses often thought we were frail and used to keep us in bed until the temperature had hit eighty. This resulted in even those children who had no physical handicap becoming wasted and pale. For the spastics, lying flat was disastrous. Their spasm became worse lying flat than sitting, reduced their ability to speak clearly, blocked gesturing, and usually removed any means of interaction. We were each marooned in our private cage. Vitality ebbed. We became prey to infections, which proved to the nurses that they were right to keep us in bed. The ultimate irony was that outsiders used to commend the nurses for treating us so well.
Despite this I was very attached to some of the nurses from the beginning. I think that some did marvelous work to cope with the numbers of kids in their groups and still be affectionate to us. They treated us like babies, but some treated us like nice babies. I was very fond of the night nurse on Ward 4. She was never flustered and was always even-handed in the way she dealt with us. You always got good treatment regardless of whether you responded or not.
We took some time to realize that we were not being treated. You expect a hospital to discharge patients other than in coffins. Some kids did come for temporary stays; funnily enough they frequently died. Usually children who visited knew when they were leaving. This meant that they did not become part of the ward and they took a superior attitude to us long-term residents. (As usual, I am talking about those who could communicate – most could not.) We tried not to hate them. It was difficult. Not only were they going home but they also got more than their fair share of attention. The nurses used to make a fuss of them and compare us unfavorably to them. The nurses felt no responsibility if we were skinny, sickly and sullen.
We had ways of communicating between ourselves. Usually we tried to cheer up any short-stay kids by pointing out how much better their state was than ours. We felt that nowhere could be as dreadful as St Nicholas; however, it seemed that the outside had its problems too. Most short-stay kids we saw were very physically handicapped. Those who spoke were generally unhappy because no one understood them, and they had no one to talk to. At least we had each other. Sometimes kids wanted to help us, but telling others was impossible for them too.
Dying was dependent on the way you felt. Jobs in mental hospitals do not attract the best doctors, and there was no supervision. The patients could not complain. If you wanted to die you had every opportunity. Many short-stay kids took their chance. Death never appealed to me; I wanted revenge. Now that does not seem to matter. What is important is stopping other kids going through what we went through.
Deceiving yourself was the hospital pastime. You imagined you talked perfectly and that you would be taken out for ever. You imagined waking up cured. You never took your condition seriously; it was never as important to you as it was to others. We had never walked; it did not look like we ever would. It was something we had grown up knowing. For busting out of confinement, speech seemed more desirable. We knew there were kids in St Nicholas who could walk, but none who could talk properly. All our imaginings depended for their fulfillment on speech.
Time was when the strongest emotion I felt was hate, and hate makes you strong. Tender emotions were dangerously softening. Implacable hatred of the whole world which hunted handicapped children into middens like St Nicholas twisted my relationships with people for years.
It felt appropriate to show and share that regardless of how tragic your own life is that others have it much worse. ~Mitch Santell (editor’s note – mine).
Parting shot:There will be no global awakening. This site will be closed in a number of days and after that all indications that this site was ever here will be gone. I wish you all the best of luck as the world you live in has been taken over by pure evil. It is only through faith and discernment that you will survive what is coming. ~ MJS