This Is What I Think.
Friday, November 08, 2024
Today is 11/08/2024, Post #1
by me, Kerry Burgess, 11/08/2024 4:03 PM
I must turn off the local live-news
They got me working all day today on a topic that started almost 12 hours ago and I still have several more hours work to finish a draft for a blog-post here
Those people out there causing it may find interesting my observations and discoveries but certainly no one else will
Now they got that gasbag Tom Sherry back on my tv-screen. Just can't get rid of that glad-handing moron
And I am tired as hell. Want to watch a new video. I know it will cause more work for me
What the hell is the point of me having that sort of super-power
Last night, the newest sense yet in my mind of the certainty that anti-time is involved somehow
In my original-work code-pattern, Event Date variable: 11/08/2024
Target (of calendar-date searching) Date variables:
12/17/2020
05/09/2006 (and a very clear, very big match)
2024-11-08_1
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dS9tGcgWgRQ
The Stand - complete edition, by Stephen King
(from internet transcript)
Chapter 21
If they were just going through the motions now, then he had become expendable. Being under detention was bad. Being under detention and being expendable… that was very bad.
He watched the six o’clock news very carefully every night now. The men who had attempted the coup in India had been branded “outside agitators” and shot. The police were still looking for the person or persons who had blown a power station in Laramie, Wyoming, yesterday. The Supreme Court had decided 6–3 that known homosexuals could not be fired from civil service jobs. And for the first time, there had been a whisper of other things.
AEC officials in Miller County, Arkansas, had denied there was any chance of a reactor meltdown. The atomic power plant in the small town of Fouke, about thirty miles from the Texas border, had been plagued with minor circuitry problems in the equipment that controlled the pile’s cooling cycle, but there was no cause for alarm. The army units in that area were merely a precautionary measure. Stu wondered what precautions the army could take if the Fouke reactor did indeed go China Syndrome. He thought the army might be in southwestern Arkansas for other reasons altogether. Fouke wasn’t all that far from Arnette.
Another item reported that an East Coast flu epidemic seemed to be in the early stages—the Russian strain, nothing to really worry about except for the very old and the very young. A tired New York City doctor was interviewed in a hallway of Brooklyn’s Mercy Hospital. He said the flu was exceptionally tenacious for Russian-A, and he urged viewers to get flu boosters. Then he suddenly started to say something else, but the sound cut off and you could only see his lips moving. The picture cut back to the newscaster in the studio, who said: “There have been some reported deaths in New York as a result of this latest flu outbreak, but contributing causes such as urban pollution and perhaps even the AIDS virus have been present in many of those fatal cases. Government health officials emphasize that this is Russian-A flu, not the more dangerous Swine flu. In the meantime, old advice is good advice, the doctors say: stay in bed, get lots of rest, drink fluids, and take aspirin for the fever.”
The newscaster smiled reassuringly… and off-camera, someone sneezed.
The sun was touching the horizon now, tinting it a gold that would turn to red and fading orange soon. The nights were the worst. They had flown him to a part of the country that was alien to him, and it was somehow more alien at night. In this early summer season the amount of green he could see from his window seemed abnormal, excessive, a little scary. He had no friends; as far as he knew all the people who had been on the plane with him when it flew from Braintree to Atlanta were now dead. He was surrounded by automatons who took his blood at gunpoint. He was afraid for his life, although he still felt fine and had begun to believe he wasn’t going to catch It, whatever It was.
Thoughtfully, Stu wondered if it would be possible to escape from here.
- by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 4:21 PM Pacific-timezone USA Friday 11/08/2024