excerpts, see also:
https://hvom.blogspot.com/2024/03/today-is-03052024.html
by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 4:35 PM
Number 878: The Farthest Man From Home
I am Kerry Burgess. This is what I think.
Tuesday, March 05, 2024
Today is 03/05/2024
"Tic tac" and minty-flavor
Clearly, he's one of those "abrupt left-turn" morons that think someone saw E.T. on radar DEFILING! the "laws of physics". Those morons think that the government doesn't want you to learn that "hyperspace" is real so that you cannot escape from your mediocrity. You're like some retarded kids playing Star Wars and arguing which of you is that ridiculous Chewbacca character.
Get a life, you losers. You're too dumb and stupid to grasp how you are so dumb and stupid.
There's no danger other than selfish, polluter First Worlders carelessly unleashing hordes of mylar balloons into air-traffic corridors above the USA
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Interdimensional_UFO_hypothesis
Interdimensional UFO hypothesis
From Wikipedia
David Grusch
David Grusch, a former member of the UAP Task Force famous for claiming that the US government was covering up evidence for advanced technology, UFOs, and alien pilots, described the idea as a possible alternative explanation to the extraterrestrial UFO hypothesis for his claims, saying "it could be that this is not necessarily extraterrestrial, and it’s actually coming from a higher dimensional physical space that might be co-located right here."
by me, Kerry Burgess, 07/31/2023
More of those guys muddying up the water with ridiculous questions.
That guy is not a pilot, as far as I know
He has zero amount of aerodynamics expertise
You are never going to know if it was a "perfect sharp" 90-degree turn
Just stupid.
excerpts
https://oversight.house.gov/wp-content/uploads/2023/07/Dave_G_HOC_Speech_FINAL_For_Trans.pdf
Opening Statement
Mr. Chairman, Ranking Members, and Congressmen,
Thank you, I am happy to be here. This is an important issue, and I am grateful for your time.
My name is David Charles Grusch. I was an intelligence officer for 14 years, both in the US Air Force (USAF) at the rank of Major and most recently, from 2021-2023, at the National Geospatial Intelligence Agency at the GS-15 civilian level, which is the military equivalent of a full-bird Colonel. I was my agency’s co-lead in Unidentified Anomalous Phenomena (UAP) and trans medium object analysis, as well as reporting to UAP Task Force (UAPTF) and eventually the All Domain Anomaly Resolution Office (AARO).
I became a Whistleblower, through a PPD-19 Urgent Concern filing with the Intelligence Community Inspector General (ICIG), following concerning reports from multiple esteemed and credentialed current and former military and Intelligence Community individuals that the US Government is operating with secrecy - above Congressional oversight - with regards to UAPs.
reply by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess @hvom2022 10:10 AM September 11, 2023
Grusch is not a whistleblower
He is a litigant with a grudge.
If that's not obvious to you then you're not paying attention.
IMDb
Die Hard (1988)
Quotes
Hans Gruber: [Hans' radio turns on] I thought I told all of you, I want radio silence until further...
John McClane: Ooooh, I'm very sorry Hans. I didn't get that message. Maybe you should've put it on the bulletin board. I figured since I've waxed Tony and Marco and his friend here, I figured you and Karl and Franco might be a little lonely, so I wanted to give you a call.
Karl: How does he know so much about th...
Hans Gruber: [silences Karl him with a gesture] That's very kind of you. I assume you are our mysterious party crasher. You are most troublesome, for a security guard.
John McClane: Eeeh! Sorry Hans, wrong guess. Would you like to go for Double Jeopardy where the scores can really change?
by me, Kerry Burgess, 12/16/2023 6:57 PM
As for those UFO-bunkers, they STILL !!! do not explain WHY Tim Burchett has the same birthdate as the fictional character "Dr. Ellie Arroway" from the 1997 "Contact"
Just a bunch of losers
They want the USA Department of Defense to reveal important secrets FOR NO REASON other than to satisfy the obsessive-compulsion of you UFO-bunkers, so desperate to escape your mediocre life
You're an ineffective little guy in a pathetic attempt to exert dominance over those with real power, because their mere existence reminds you of your ineffectiveness.
Kevin Day doesn't know a damn thing about RADAR. Sean Cahill doesn't know a damn thing about RADAR. That guy bounces out the good name of the US Navy just to peddle his crappy product. And those ineffective little guys rage with threats to Area 51.
AND my personal interpretation suggests their heroic US Navy pilot *might be* an actual drunk who's never flown at 500 miles per hour and passed a mylar balloon
I gave a lot of people on Twitter the opportunity to refute my sensible rebuttal
https://sherman.house.gov/media-center/press-releases/schiff-berman-sherman-fight-to-reduce-helicopter-noise
From 1/17/1991 ( from the thoughts in my conscious mind, coinciding with United States of America Veterans Affairs hospital psychiatric doctor medical drugs: the date of record of my US Navy Medal of Honor as Kerry Wayne Burgess chief warrant officer United States Marine Corps circa 1991 officially the United States Apache attack helicopter pilot ) To 10/27/2011 ( ) is 7588 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 8/12/1986 ( Ronald Reagan, 40th President of USA: Proclamation 5516 - National Neighborhood Crime Watch Day, 1986 ) is 7588 days
From 10/8/1976 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Serpico"::"The Indian" ) To 10/27/2011 ( ) is 12802 days
12802 = 6401 + 6401
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 5/13/1983 ( premiere USA film "Blue Thunder" ) is 6401 days
https://sherman.house.gov/media-center/press-releases/schiff-berman-sherman-fight-to-reduce-helicopter-noise
Schiff, Berman & Sherman Fight to Reduce Helicopter Noise
October 27, 2011
Press Release
Sherman Testifies During Transportation & Infrastructure Committee Roundtable About Helicopter Noise
WASHINGTON, DC – Today, Congressman Brad Sherman (D-Sherman Oaks) testified during the House Transportation & Infrastructure Committee’s Aviation Subcommittee roundtable meeting in support of measures to reduce helicopter noise in residential areas of Los Angeles County. Sherman was joined at the roundtable meeting by Congressmen Howard Berman and Adam Schiff, as well as officials from the Federal Aviation Administration (FAA) and the National Transportation Safety Board (NTSB).
“Excessive helicopter noise is a reasonable concern for many Valley residents, especially those that live in neighborhoods where commercial helicopter operators fly low over celebrity homes or iconic landmarks such as the Hollywood Sign,” said Congressman Sherman. “We need to give the FAA the tools to implement new standards related to flight paths and minimum altitudes to reduce overall helicopter noise pollution and ensure the safety of the helicopter operators in the busy skies over Los Angeles.”
The Committee held a roundtable meeting to hear from various officials about the growing noise and safety concerns with low-flying helicopters above densely populated neighborhoods in Los Angeles County. Congressman Sherman highlighted the impact of commercial helicopter operators over neighborhoods in the San Fernando Valley, particularly in the hillside communities of Encino, Sherman Oaks, and Studio City.
Congressman Sherman is a co-sponsor of the Los Angeles Residential Helicopter Noise Relief Act (H.R. 2677). The legislation requires the FAA to issue regulations for helicopter operations in Los Angeles County that include requirements relating to flight paths and minimum altitude standards with the goal of reducing helicopter noise pollution in residential areas. The bill exempts helicopter operations related to emergency, law enforcement and military activities. H.R. 2677 has garnered support from the Sherman Oaks Homeowners Association and a coalition of 17 members of Los Angeles County’s Delegation in the State Legislature.
Star Trek: First Contact (1996)
(from internet transcript)
LAFORGE: We all grew up hearing about what you did. Or what you're about to do.
From: Kerry Burgess
To: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Wednesday, May 17, 2006 6:25:22 PM
Subject: Re: Star Trek: TNG: First Contact, Nov. 22, 1996
There was that dream I had the other night, where I was inside a missile. I remembered today the similarity with this movie, in that Cochrane converted an ICBM into his warp ship. But why would someone create a connection between me and Cochrane? I didn't create warp drive in the past only to have someone block my memory of that, did I? It's funny, when I read something the other day about Data arguing with Einstein, it reminded me of something I was writing in my journal back in the early '90s. I was wondering why it was impossible to travel faster than the speed of light. A couple years ago I was writing about it again. The idea presented itself to me about why it was impossible, something about atoms not being able to work because electrons could not transfer energy faster than the speed of light. I wondered if it was possible to create some kind of process to transfer energy to those atoms, not unlike a cell's mitochondria works. Today I have been wondering if anything I remember about the past is real. Do I have a different past? Am I really who I think I am? The stuff I imagine happening to me sometimes, did that stuff really happen?
by me, Kerry Burgess, posted by me May 15 2019 UTC
I stated that 'c' stood for 'constant', a constant speed *such as* the speed of light, not necessarily the SOL
by me, Kerry Burgess, 11/21/2023
Photons can - inconstantly - travel at 'c' because they have no mass
E=mc^2
by me, Kerry Burgess, 02/01/2025
Next Sunday, 02/05/2025, I will be 3 days 3 months 59 years
So I keep watch on that stuff
I doubt anything interesting to me will happen that particular day
If you follow along my reports then more likely it will be a more complicated pattern, of which the vast, vast majority I discover only after the fact.
https://www.reuters.com/world/us/trump-attorney-general-nominee-pam-bondi-clears-senate-panel-2025-01-29/
https://spectrumlocalnews.com/nc/triad/politics/2025/01/31/schiff---we-have-to-focus-on-the-things-that-really-matter--when-responding-to-president-trump
Sen. Adam Schiff, D-Calif. says Democrats need to take a measured and strategic approach when it comes to the second Trump administration
“We can't chase every crazy squirrel that runs out of Trumpland," said Schiff. “We have to focus on the things that really matter, and we have to be always also making the affirmative case for ourselves for the Democratic Party."
https://www.usatoday.com/story/news/politics/2025/01/29/pam-bondi-confirmation-attorney-general/77839670007/
USA Today
Jan. 29, 2025
WASHINGTON – The Senate Judiciary Committee voted Wednesday in favor of President Donald Trump's pick for attorney general, Pam Bondi.
The vote was divided along party lines, with 12 Republicans voting in favor, and 10 Democrats voting against.
by Aysha Bagchi USA TODAY
Published 9:50 AM
https://www.army.mil/article/282768/the_department_of_army_identifies_two_of_three_army_soldiers_involved_in_helicopter_crash
By U.S. Army Public Affairs January 31, 2025
WASHINGTON — A United States Army UH-60 Blackhawk helicopter crashed at approximately 9 p.m. while performing a training mission near Ronald Reagan Washington National Airport, Jan. 29.
From 11/17/1965 ( ) To 5/23/1994 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Star Trek: The Next Generation"::series finale "All Good Things..." ) is 10414 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 5/8/1994 ( premiere USA TV miniseries "Stephen King's The Stand" ) is 10414 days
From 2/4/1998 ( United States of America 105th Congress - To redesignate Washington National Airport as "Ronald Reagan Washington National Airport" ) To 3/6/1998 ( premiere USA film "U.S. Marshals" ) is 30 days
30 = 15 + 15
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 11/17/1965 ( ) is 15 days
From 6/19/1989 ( premiere USA film "Batman" ) To 7/19/1989 ( the United Airlines Flight 232 crash in Sioux City Iowa and from the thoughts in my conscious mind, coinciding with United States of America Veterans Affairs hospital psychiatric doctor medical drugs: the end of Kerry Burgess - *me* - the natural human being cloned from another human being {Thomas Reagan} ) is 30 days
30 = 15 + 15
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 11/17/1965 ( ) is 15 days
From 11/17/1965 ( ) To 7/19/1989 ( the United Airlines Flight 232 crash in Sioux City Iowa and from the thoughts in my conscious mind, coinciding with United States of America Veterans Affairs hospital psychiatric doctor medical drugs: the end of Kerry Burgess - *me* - the natural human being cloned from another human being {Thomas Reagan} ) is 8645 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 7/4/1989 ( the Soviet Union MiG-23 jet-fighter crash in Belgium ) is 8645 days
From 12/18/1990 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Frontline"::"The Spirit of Crazy Horse" ) To 1/17/1991 ( from the thoughts in my conscious mind, coinciding with United States of America Veterans Affairs hospital psychiatric doctor medical drugs: the date of record of my US Navy Medal of Honor as Kerry Wayne Burgess chief warrant officer United States Marine Corps circa 1991 officially the United States Apache attack helicopter pilot ) is 30 days
30 = 15 + 15
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 11/17/1965 ( ) is 15 days
From 4/7/1992 ( George H.W. Bush, 41st President of USA: Executive Order 12799 - Navy and Marine Corps Reserve Officer Promotions ) To 5/7/1992 ( the first launch of the United States space shuttle Endeavour orbiter vehicle mission STS-49 includes me Kerry Wayne Burgess the United States Marine Corps commissioned-officer and United States STS-49 pilot astronaut and my 1st official United States of America National Aeronautics and Space Administration orbital flight of 4 overall ) is 30 days
30 = 15 + 15
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 11/17/1965 ( ) is 15 days
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pam_Bondi
Pam Bondi
From Wikipedia
Pamela Jo Bondi (born November 17, 1965)
On November 21, 2024, President-elect Trump announced she would be nominated for United States attorney general.
"All Good Things" [ Star Trek: The Next Generation - the final tv series episode ]
Original Airdate: May 23, 1994
Captain PICARD: Q? What is going on here? Where is the anomaly?
Q: Where's your mommy? Well, I don't know.
The Stand - complete edition, by Stephen King
(from internet transcript)
excerpts, Chapter 17
Starkey was standing in front of monitor 2, keeping a close eye on Tech 2nd Class Frank D. Bruce. When we last saw Bruce, he was facedown in a bowl of Chunky Sirloin Soup. No change except for the positive ID. Situation normal, all fucked up.
Thoughtfully, hands locked behind his back like a general reviewing troops, like General Black Jack Pershing, his boyhood idol, Starkey moved down to monitor 4, where the situation had changed for the better. Dr. Emmanual Ezwick still lay dead on the floor, but the centrifuge had stopped. At 1940 hours last night, the centrifuge had begun to emit fine tendrils of smoke. At 1995 hours the sound pickups in Ezwick’s lab had transmitted a whunga-whunga-whunga sort of sound that deepened into a fuller, richer, and more satisfying ronk! ronk! ronk! At 2107 hours the centrifuge had ronked its last ronk and had slowly come to rest. Was it Newton who had said that somewhere, beyond the farthest star, there may be a body perfectly at rest? Newton had been right about everything but the distance, Starkey thought. You didn’t have to go far at all. Project Blue was perfectly at rest. Starkey was very glad. The centrifuge had been the last illusion of life, and the problem he’d had Steffens run through the main computer bank (Steffens had looked at him as though he were crazy, and yes, Starkey thought he might be) was: How long could that centrifuge be expected to run? The answer, which had come back in 6.6 seconds, was: ± 3 YEARS PROBABLE MALFUNCTION NEXT TWO WEEKS .009% AREAS OF PROBABLE MALFUNCTION BEARINGS 38% MAIN MOTOR 16% ALL OTHER 54%. That was a smart computer. Starkey had gotten Steffens to query it again after the actual burnout of Ezwick’s centrifuge. The computer communed with the Engineering Systems data bank and confirmed that the centrifuge had indeed burned out its bearings.
Remember that, Starkey thought as his caller began to beep urgently behind him. The sound of burning bearings in the final stages of collapse is ronk-ronk-ronk.
He went to the caller and pushed the button that snapped off the beeper. “Yes, Len.”
“Billy, I’ve got an urgent from one of our teams in a town called Sipe Springs, Texas. Almost four hundred miles from Arnette. They say they have to talk to you; it’s a command decision.”
“What is it, Len?” he asked calmly. He had taken over sixteen “downers” in the last ten hours, and was, generally speaking, feeling fine. Not a sign of a ronk.
“Press.”
"Oh Jesus," Starkey said mildly. "Patch them through."
There was a muffled roar of static with a voice talking unintelligibly behind it.
"Wait a minute," Len said.
The static slowly cleared.
" - Lion, Team Lion, do you read, Blue Base? Can you read? One two three four this is Team Lion - "
"I’ve got you, Team Lion," Starkey said. "This is Blue Base One."
"Problem is coded Flowerpot in the Contingency Book," the tinny voice said. "Repeat, Flowerpot."
"I know what the fuck Flowerpot is," Starkey said. “What’s the situation?”
The tinny voice coming from Sipe Springs talked uninterrupted for almost five minutes. The situation itself was unimportant, Starkey thought, because the computer had informed him two days ago that just this sort of situation (in some shape or form) was apt to occur before the end of June. 88% probability. The specifics didn’t matter. If it had two legs and belt-loops, it was a pair of pants. Never mind the color.
A doctor in Sipe Springs had made some good guesses, and a pair of reporters for a Houston daily had linked what was happening in Sipe Springs with what had already happened in Arnette, Verona, Commerce City, and a town called Polliston, Kansas. Those were the towns where the problem had gotten so bad so fast that the army had been sent in to quarantine. The computer had a list of twenty-five other towns in ten states where traces of Blue were beginning to show up.
The Sipe Springs situation wasn’t important because it wasn’t unique. They’d had their chance at unique in Arnette—well, maybe—and flubbed it. What was important was that the “situation” was finally going to see print on something besides yellow military flimsy; was, anyway, unless Starkey took steps. He hadn’t decided whether to do that or not. But when the tinny voice stopped talking, Starkey realized that he had made the decision after all. He had perhaps made it as long as twenty years ago.
It came down to what was important. And what was important wasn’t the fact of the disease; it wasn’t the fact that Atlanta’s integrity had somehow been breached and they were going to have to switch the whole preventative operation to much less satisfactory facilities in Stovington, Vermont; it wasn’t the fact that Blue spread in such sneaky common-cold disguise.
“What is important—”
“Say again, Blue Base One,” the voice said anxiously. “We did not copy.”
What was important was that a regrettable incident had occurred. Starkey flashed back in time twenty-two years to 1968. He had been in the officers’ club in San Diego when the news came about Calley and what had happened at Mei Lai Four. Starkey had been playing poker with four other men, two of whom now sat on the Joint Chiefs of Staff. The poker game had been forgotten, utterly forgotten, in a discussion of exactly what this was going to do to the military—not any one branch but the entire military—in the witch-hunt atmosphere of Washington’s fourth estate. And one of their number, a man who could now dial directly to the miserable worm who had been masquerading as a Chief Executive since January 20, 1959, had laid his cards carefully down on the green felt table and he had said: Gentlemen, a regrettable incident has occurred. And when a regrettable incident occurs which involves any branch of the United States Military, we don’t question the roots of that incident but rather how the branches may best be pruned. The service is mother and father to us. And if you find your mother raped or your father beaten and robbed, before you call the police or begin an investigation, you cover their nakedness. Because you love them.
Starkey had never heard anyone talk so well before or since.
Now he unlocked the bottom drawer of his desk and fumbled out a thin blue folder bound with red tape. The legend written on the cover read: IF TAPE IS BROKEN NOTIFY ALL SECURITY DIVISIONS AT ONCE. Starkey broke the tape.
“Are you there, Blue Base One?” the voice was asking. “We do not copy you. Repeat, do not copy.”
“I’m here, Lion,” Starkey said. He had flipped to the last page of the book and now ran his finger down a column labeled EXTREME COVERT COUNTERMEASURES.
“Lion, do you read?”
“We read five-by, Blue Base One.”
“Troy,” Starkey said deliberately. “I repeat, Lion: Troy. Repeat back, please. Over to you.”
Silence. A faraway mumble of static. Starkey was fleetingly reminded of the walkie-talkies they made as kids, two tin Del Monte cans and twenty yards of waxed string.
“I say again—”
“Oh Jesus!” a very young voice in Sipe Springs gulped.
“Repeat back, son,” Starkey said.
“T-Troy,” the voice said. Then, more strongly: “Troy.”
“Very good,” Starkey said calmly. “God bless you, son. Over and out.”
“And you, sir. Over and out.”
The Stand - complete edition, by Stephen King
(from internet transcript)
excerpts, Chapter 17
There was no published report of disease or any other trouble in Sipe Springs, Texas, that day.
The Stand - complete edition, by Stephen King
(from internet transcript)
excerpts, Chapter 29
Stu went back and peered around the corner and back where he had come from. The dead body in the white-suit was tiny with distance now, hardly more than a speck, but seeing it there so changeless and eternal made him want to run away as fast as he could.
He turned right, setting his back to it again. Twenty yards farther up, the corridor branched into another T-junction. Stu turned right and went past more offices. The corridor ended at the microbiology lab. In one of the lab carrels a young man clad in jockey shorts lay sprawled over his desk. He was comatose, bleeding from the nose and mouth. His breath rattled in and out with a sound like October wind in dead cornhusks.
And then Stu did begin to run, turning from one corridor to another, becoming more and more convinced that there was no way out, at least not from this level. The echo of his footfalls chased him, as if either Elder or Vic had lived just long enough to put a squad of ghostly MPs on his trail. Then another fancy crowded that out, one he somehow associated with the queer dreams he had been having the last few nights. The idea grew so strong that he became afraid to turn around, afraid that if he did he would see a white-suited figure striding after him, a white-suited figure with no face but only blackness behind a Plexiglas plate. Some dreadful apparition, a hit-man from beyond sane time and space.
Panting, Stu rounded a corner, sprinted ten feet before he realized the corridor was a dead end, and crashed into a door with a sign over it. The sign read EXIT.
He pushed at the bar, convinced it would not move, but it did, and the door opened easily. He went down four steps to another door. To the left of this landing, more stairs went down into thick darkness. The top half of this second door was clear glass reinforced with crisscrossed safety wire. Beyond it was only the night, the beautiful mellow summer night, and all the freedom a man ever dreamed of.
Stu was still staring out, transfixed, when the hand slipped out of the darkness of the stairwell and grasped his ankle. A gasp tore at Stu’s throat like a thorn. He looked around, his belly a freezing floe of ice, and beheld a bloody, grinning face upturned in the darkness.
“Come down and eat chicken with me, beautiful,” it whispered in a cracked and dying voice. “It’s soooo dark—”
Stu screamed and tried to pull free. The grinning thing from the darkness held on, talking and grinning and chuckling. Blood or bile was trickling from the corners of its mouth. Stu kicked at the hand holding his ankle, then stomped it. The face hanging in the darkness of the stairwell disappeared. There was a series of thudding crashes… and then the screams began. Of pain or of rage, Stu could not tell. He didn’t care. He battered against the outside door with his shoulder. It banged open and he tottered out, whirling his arms to keep his balance. He lost it anyway and fell down on the cement path.
He sat up slowly, almost warily. Behind him, the screams had stopped. A cool evening breeze touched his face, dried the sweat on his brow. He saw with something very like wonder that there was grass, and flowerbeds. Night had never smelled as fragrantly sweet as this. A crescent moon rode the sky. Stu turned his face up to it thankfully, and then walked across the lawn toward the road which led to the town of Stovington below. The grass was dressed with dewfall. He could hear wind whispering in the pines.
“I’m alive,” Stu Redman said to the night. He began to cry.
Tottering a little, he began to walk down the road.
excerpts, must read also:
https://hvom.blogspot.com/2025/02/today-is-02012025-post-2.html
by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 2:43 PM
Number 878: The Farthest Man From Home
I am Kerry Burgess. This is what I think.
If this is the first blog-post by me you're reading then you are galactically uninformed.
Saturday, February 01, 2025
Today is 02/01/2025, Post #2
https://www.foxnews.com/politics/kash-patel-enrages-adam-schiff-clintonian-battle-over-word-we-january-6-song
Fox News
Kash Patel enrages Adam Schiff in Clintonian battle over the word 'we' and a January 6 song
Patel battled Schiff amid a grilling on his connection to a musical single released by Jan 6 inmates
By Charles Creitz Fox News
Published January 30, 2025 2:18pm EST
Schiff then asked Patel to turn around and address the police officers in the room, claiming that the inmates on the recording he had purportedly promoted had assaulted them or their colleagues on Jan. 6, 2021.
[excerpts ends - by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 2:43 PM February 01, 2025]
https://www.nbcnews.com/now/video/schiff-urges-kash-patel-to-tell-officers-about-song-he-promoted-with-jan-6-rioters-230698053869
NBC News
Schiff to Kash Patel: Tell officers you're 'proud' of promoting song with Jan. 6 rioters
Sen. Adam Schiff, D-Calif., pressed Kash Patel about his association with a song with January 6 rioters. Schiff then told Patel to address Capitol Police officers with them in the hearing room and say if he was "proud" of what he did.
Jan. 30, 2025
Star Trek - "Metamorphosis" - tv-series Season 2 Episode 9, 11/10/1967
Episode Summary
When their shuttle is diverted to a planetoid, Kirk, Spock, and McCoy encounter Earth's Warp Drive pioneer, Zefram Cochrane, who appears to have survived there alone for 150 years.
(from internet transcript)
"Metamorphosis" [ Star Trek ]
Original Airdate: Nov 10, 1967
NANCY Hedford, Federation Commissioner: What's happening? I demand to know.
"Metamorphosis" [ Star Trek ]
Original Airdate: Nov 10, 1967
KIRK: You already know as much as we do, Miss Hedford. Whatever that thing is outside, it's yanked us off course from the Enterprise.
SPOCK: Now on course nine eight mark one two, heading directly toward Gamma Canaris region.
MCCOY: Jim, we've got to get Miss Hedford to the Enterprise. Her condition.
KIRK: I know, Bones, but there's nothing I can do about it.
NANCY: I insist you make your scheduled rendezvous with the Enterprise.
KIRK: Miss Hedford, we'll do what we can, when we can. At the moment, we're helpless. You might as well sit back and enjoy the ride.
from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:
by me, Kerry Burgess, excerpts from my private journals: From: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Saturday, May 27, 2006 6:24 PM
To: Kerry Burgess
Subject: Re: Journal May 27, 2006
Went to Camp Couchdale in the summer of '81, after graduating 9th grade.
Met a girl named Phoebe, took her out on the lake in a boat and paddled around. We wrote letters for a long time afterwards.
"Metamorphosis" [ Star Trek ]
Original Airdate: Nov 10, 1967
NANCY Hedford, Federation Commissioner: How perceptive of you to notice I needed one.
From 11/10/1967 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Star Trek"::"Metamorphosis" ) To 8/13/1982 ( ) is 5390 days
5390 = 2695 + 2695
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 3/20/1973 ( premiere USA TV series pilot "Police Story" ) is 2695 days
From 6/7/1976 ( my biological brother Thomas Reagan the civilian and privately financed astronaut in deep space of solar system in his privately financed atom-pulse propulsion spaceship this day was his first landing the Saturn moon Phoebe, 27 days before his strike to divert comet nicknamed "Lucifer", threatening extinction by death and destruction to all life on this planet Earth ) To 8/13/1982 ( ) is 2258 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 1/8/1972 ( premiere USA TV movie "The Astronaut" ) is 2258 days
From 7/20/1969 ( disguised, my biological brother Thomas Reagan the United States Navy Commander circa 1969 was United States Apollo 11 Eagle spacecraft United States Navy astronaut landing and walking on the planet Earth's moon - his 1st of his 6 Earth-Lunar lunar-landings with USA Project Apollo, strictly in planning and preparation for his personal activities in this solar-system's deep-space 1975-1977 ) To 8/13/1982 ( ) is 4772 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 11/26/1978 ( premiere USA TV episode "Battlestar Galactica"::"The Living Legend - Part 1" ) is 4772 days
From 1/17/1976 ( USA NASA launches the Communications Technology Satellite ) To 8/13/1982 ( ) is 2400 days
2400 = 1200 + 1200
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 2/14/1969 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Star Trek"::"Requiem for Methuselah" ) is 1200 days
From 1/3/1913 ( Thomas Edison gave the first demonstration of his new invention the kinetophone ) To 7/25/1946 ( the United States Operation Crossroads - Bikini Atoll - 2nd of 2 atomic bomb detonations and underwater detonation code-name Baker ) is 12256 days
12256 = 6128 + 6128
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 8/13/1982 ( ) is 6128 days
From 1/1/1960 ( premiere USA TV series episode "The Twilight Zone"::"The Four of Us Are Dying" ) To 10/11/1976 ( the United States of America Public Law 94-479 General of the Armies of the United States approved by 38th United States President Gerald Ford and from the thoughts in my conscious mind, coinciding with United States of America Veterans Affairs hospital psychiatric doctor medical drugs: applies personally and professionally to my biological brother United States Navy Fleet Admiral Thomas Reagan ) is 6128 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 8/13/1982 ( ) is 6128 days
From 3/10/1955 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Climax!"::"The Great Impersonation" ) To 8/13/1982 ( ) is 10018 days
10018 = 5009 + 5009
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 7/21/1979 ( my biological brother Thomas Reagan and my sister-in-law Phoebe Cates are lawfully married in the state of Vermont ) is 5009 days
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0083929/releaseinfo
IMDb
Fast Times at Ridgemont High (1982)
Release Info
USA 13 August 1982
Full Cast & Crew
Phoebe Cates ... Linda Barrett
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B8UFBV1f70I
YouTube
The Astronaut (Sci-Fi, Drama) ABC Movie of the Week - 1972
The Made-For-Television Movie
Original Airdate: January 8, 1972
https://prod-www.tcm.com/tcmdb/title/456884/the-astronaut#notes
TCM
THE ASTRONAUT
Aired in United States January 8, 1972
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Astronaut_(1972_film)
The Astronaut (1972 film)
From Wikipedia
Original release January 8, 1972
Television coverage of Brice Randolph, the first astronaut on the surface of Mars, is interrupted, indicating the signal has been lost. Shortly afterward, Eddie Reese is recruited, and shown what happened after the TV signal was interrupted
https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0068229/releaseinfo
IMDb
The Astronaut (1972 TV Movie)
Release Info USA 8 January 1972 ABC Movie of the week
Gail Randolph: [ slaps him ] Stop it! Stop looking at me with his face!
from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:
10/11/2006 5:32 PM
As I was writing about my memories of Phoebe at Camp Couchdale, I was thinking about this scene from "2001." I was writing a while back about how she told me to never forget that dance where we first met.
by me, Kerry Burgess: Journal May 27, 2006
They lined up all the girls at the start of the dance and told me to pick who I wanted to dance with. I still remember thinking about how she just seemed the right choice.
Fast Times at Ridgemont High (1982)
Linda Barrett: He's no high school boy.
Star Trek: First Contact (1996)
(from internet transcript)
[Montana woods]
(Cochrane, running away pursued by Riker and Geordi, is confronted by four guards)
GUARD #1: Doctor!
GUARD #2: Sir.
LAFORGE: Still looking for the bathroom?
Dr. Zefram COCHRANE: I'm not going back.
https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0070551/
IMDb
Police Story
S1.E0
Episode aired Mar 20, 1973
Star Trek - "Metamorphosis" - tv series Season 2 Episode 9 - 11/10/1967
KIRK: Mister Cochrane. We were forced off our course and taken here by some force we couldn't identify.
SPOCK: Which seems to be on the surface of this body at the moment.
COCHRANE: Well, I wouldn't know anything about that.
SPOCK: You say we'll be unable to get the ship to function again?
COCHRANE: Not a chance. There's some sort of damping field down here. Power systems don't work. Take my word for it.
SPOCK: You don't mind if we continue to try?
COCHRANE: Go right ahead. You've got plenty of time.
KIRK: What about you, Cochrane? How did you get here?
COCHRANE: Marooned, I told you. Look, we'll have lots of time to learn about each other. I have a small place over that way. All the comforts of home. I can even offer you a hot bath.
NANCY: How perceptive of you to notice I needed one.
KIRK: If you don't mind, Mister Cochrane, I'd like more than just a statement that you were marooned here. It's a long way off the beaten path.
COCHRANE: That's right. That's why I'm so glad to see you. Look, I'll tell you everything you want to know, but not here. Your ship is sure a beauty.
KIRK: Yes, she is. And you've been out of circulation quite a while. The principles may be new to you. Mister Spock, why don't you explain our methods of propulsion to Mister Cochrane?
(Spock and Cochrane go to the other side of the shuttlecraft.)
MCCOY: Talks a lot, but he doesn't say much.
KIRK: I've noticed something else.
MCCOY: What's that?
KIRK: He looks familiar.
MCCOY: Familiar? Now that you mention it, he does.
Dr. MCCOY: Talks a lot, but he doesn't say much.
KIRK: I can't quite place him, but. What about Miss Hedford?
MCCOY: No temperature yet, but we've got to get under way soon, Jim. I guarantee you, it will develop.
Star Trek - "Metamorphosis" - tv series Season 2 Episode 9 - 11/10/1967
(from internet transcript)
MCCOY: Temperature, Captain. First sign.
KIRK: Yes, I know. It means we're running out of time.
SPOCK: Captain, Doctor.
(From the doorway, the three see a swirly thing which then disappears. Cochrane comes in with a tray of drinks.)
KIRK: What was that?
COCHRANE: Well, sometimes the light plays tricks on you. You'd be surprised what I've imagined I've seen around here sometimes.
SPOCK: We imagined nothing, Mister Cochrane. There was an entity out there and I suspect it was the same entity which brought us here. Please explain.
COCHRANE: There's nothing to explain.
Star Trek: First Contact (1996)
(from internet transcript)
RIKER: And you know, Doctor...
COCHRANE: Please ...don't tell me it's all thanks to me. I've heard enough about the great Zefram Cochrane. I don't know who writes your history books or where you get your information from, but you people got some pretty funny ideas about me. You all look at me as if I'm some kind of saint or visionary or something.
RIKER: I don't think you're a saint, Doc, but you did have a vision. ...And now we're sitting in it.
COCHRANE: You wanna know what my vision is? ...Dollar signs! Money! I didn't build this ship to usher in a new era for humanity. You think I wanna go to the stars? I don't even like to fly. I take trains. I built this ship so that I could retire to some tropical island filled with ...naked women. That's Zefram Cochrane. That's his vision. This other guy you keep talking about. This historical figure. I never met him. I can't imagine I ever will.
from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:
From: Kerry Burgess {me}
Sent: Sunday, May 21, 2006 11:04 AM
To: Kerry Burgess {me}
Subject: Re: Journal May 21, 2006
Kerry Burgess wrote:
I think it was my first thought after waking up this morning that I used to date Julia Roberts a long time ago.
I also have these unexplained thoughts that I was a fighter pilot in the U.S. military, although I'm not sure which service, but I may have been in two different branches over time. I am also confused about thoughts that I may have been a helicopter pilot. What's next? A space shuttle pilot? Seems like a lot for someone that is only 40. And, while I am not sure when this divergence happened, I am reasonably certain it was before I turned 33. So I must have been a pretty busy guy. Especially because I have thoughts that I was some kind of mathmetician too. I have these thoughts too that I was captured by enemy forces at some point and tortured while in captivity.
by me, Kerry Burgess, excerpts from my private journal: 9/26/2006 3:06 PM
As I was trying to go to sleep last night, I had a thought that I have a doctorate in computer science from Princeton.
and I had thoughts that I studied music as well at Princeton.
from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:
by me, Kerry Burgess, excerpts from my private journals: 9/28/2006 7:13 PM
This sounds very interesting. In my memory of taking Physics my Senior year at Ashdown, I remember being very interested in the class, but we didn t cover such an interesting topic.
http://www.princeton.edu/main/about/present/
Ayan Chatterjee (left) and Mark Daly measure piano strings as part of a lab project for professor Pierre Pirou 's freshman seminar on "Sound, Music and ... Physics."
9/28/2006 7:37 PM
I think I even have memories of the graduate degree process. I am not sure of the terms to describe the process.
9/28/2006 7:47 PM
I actually do remember... something... I can t explain it. It feels that I am holding an unmarked, undistinguishable book that I don t know the name of or the contents but I know I have read it already.
9/28/2006 8:34 PM
A few minutes ago I started thinking that maybe I started at Princeton University in 1972. I would have been 13 at the time as Thomas Ray. I remember that Kerry Burgess started first grade in 1972. But then I decided that I probably started Princeton earlier than 1972 and maybe 1972 was the year I completed my first major degree. Or 1972 doesn t really mean anything in particular to Thomas Ray; rather it is there for continuity sake for the life of Kerry Burgess.
by me, Kerry Burgess, posted by me: H.V.O.M at 3:06 AM Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Salesman
Also, "Salesman." I saw that in a dream while sleeping recently. I saw myself going through an induction process in the United States Marine Corps and I woke up understanding that I was dreaming of my actual experience in 1990. I saw a document that indicated I was being inducted to the United States Marine Corps with the officer grade of Chief Warrant Officer 2. I saw in the dream another document associated with my induction and that document indicated I had been assigned the informal name "Salesman."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y5oPZFDci80
Moving in Stereo
TheCarsOfficial
(from YouTube)
http://hvom.blogspot.com/2024/08/today-is-08092024-post-1.html
by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 3:56 AM
Number 878: The Farthest Man From Home
I am Kerry Burgess. This is what I think.
Friday, August 09, 2024
Today is 08/09/2024, Post #1
by me, Kerry Burgess, 08/07/2024 7:27 PM
There's no way for me to ever find out
I will never know if that calendar-day was 07/23/1981
Camp Couchdale
https://www.britannica.com/biography/Harvey-Fletcher
Encyclopaedia Britannica
Harvey Fletcher
AMERICAN PHYSICIST
Harvey Fletcher, (born Sept. 11, 1884, Provo, Utah, U.S.—died July 23, 1981, Provo), U.S. physicist, a leading authority in the fields of psychoacoustics and acoustical engineering.
Fletcher graduated from Brigham Young University in Provo, Utah, in 1907 and received a Ph.D. in physics from the University of Chicago in 1911. In 1916 he joined the staff of Bell Telephone Laboratories, where he worked for 33 years, primarily in the fields of speech, music, and hearing. Much of his work on the fundamentals of psychoacoustics is described in his book Speech and Hearing (1922).
Fletcher’s research group developed and demonstrated two separate but related methods for reproducing sound: binaural sound reproduction and stereophonic reproduction. He and his team gave the first public demonstration of stereophonic sound in 1934 in New York City.
Posted by Kerry Burgess - H.V.O.M at 5:54 AM Friday, November 30, 2007
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stereo
Stereophonic sound, commonly called stereo, is the reproduction of sound, using two or more independent audio channels, through a symmetrical configuration of loudspeakers, in such a way as to create a pleasant and natural impression of sound heard from various directions, as in natural hearing. It is often contrasted with monophonic (or "monaural", or just mono) sound, where audio is in the form of one channel, often centered in the sound field (analogous to a visual field).
From 7/23/1981 ( biographical - Harvey Fletcher dead ) To 5/3/1998 ( ) is 6128 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 8/13/1982 ( premiere USA film "Fast Times At Ridgemont High" ) is 6128 days
From 7/16/1963 ( Phoebe Cates - the world-famous actor AND from the thoughts in my conscious mind, coinciding with United States of America Veterans Affairs hospital psychiatric doctor medical drugs: the United States Army veteran and the Harvard University graduate medical doctor and the world-famous actor and the spouse of my biological brother Thomas Reagan ) To 1/14/1996 ( premiere USA TV series episode "The Outer Limits"::"Resurrection" ) is 11870 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 5/3/1998 ( ) is 11870 days
From 11/10/1967 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Star Trek"::"Metamorphosis" ) To 5/3/1998 ( ) is 11132 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 4/25/1996 ( from The Daily Princetonian publication, Princeton University: President [Bill Clinton] accepts invitation to speak at Commencement ) is 11132 days
{puppet-in-chief} William J. Clinton
excerpts
https://www.presidency.ucsb.edu/documents/remarks-reception-for-representative-loretta-sanchez-westwood-california
The American Presidency Project
William J. Clinton
42nd President of the United States: 1993 ‐ 2001
Remarks at a Reception for Representative Loretta Sanchez in Westwood, California
May 03, 1998
The President. Thank you very much. First of all, I'd like to thank Loretta and Stephen and all their families for being here and making this a family affair. I think there are enough relatives in this room—[laughter]—to avoid another recount in a disputed election. [Laughter] And I am here in part because I do not want to go through that again after this next election - and I know you don't either - and I'm sure we will not have to, thanks to you.
You know, when I came here in October - I came to Orange County, to Loretta's district - and we had this huge rally, I was so excited. And I got all my folks together and I said, "I honestly believe that woman is going to win." [Laughter] "And I think if she does win, then she'll win more handily the next time because I think she can do the job." And I'm here to tell you, she is doing the job. I know; I'm there. Loretta Sanchez has come a long way. She was a Head Start child, and now she's working to give all of you a headstart on the 21st century.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Disneyland
Disneyland
From Wikipedia
Disneyland is a theme park at the Disneyland Resort in Anaheim, California.
- by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 10:18 PM Pacific-timezone USA Saturday 02/01/2025
