by me, Kerry Burgess, 06/02/2026 11:35 PM
https://www.yahoo.com/news/articles/jeffrey-epstein-pulled-bill-gates-160739034.html
Yahoo! News
Fortune
How Jeffrey Epstein pulled Bill Gates and Microsoft into a web of sex, money, and secrets
Eva Roytburg, Jim Edwards
Updated Tue, March 10, 2026 at 9:07 AM PDT 27 min read
How a convicted sex offender became a seven-figure negotiator for Microsoft’s No. 2 executive is, ultimately, a story of how Epstein bore his way into the inner circle of Bill Gates, then one of the richest men in the world. Newly released Justice Department documents show that when Epstein couldn’t communicate directly with the billionaire, he gained access through intermediaries, of which Sinofsky was only one. It’s a tactic Epstein seemed to employ to cozy up to other powerful figures, like Elon Musk.
Sinofsky gave Epstein information on Gates’ business matters, his thought processes, and other characters in Gates’ world, the DOJ documents show. Epstein received similar intel and other forms of leverage
by me, Kerry Burgess, 06/03/2026 12:41 AM
MeTV channel Spokane
The Twilight Zone
"The Might Casey"
Coach to overweight player at calisthenics: All right, I see you, I see you.
by me, Kerry Burgess, 06/02/2026 5:26 PM
https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0049366/quotes/
IMDb
Invasion of the Body Snatchers
Quotes
Charlie: [mob chases Miles to the highway] Let him go. Nobody will ever believe him.
IMDb
Invasion of the Body Snatchers (1956)
Quotes
Jack Belicec: Stop trying to rationalize everything, will ya? Let's face it, we have a mystery on our hands!
Dr. Dan 'Danny' Kauffman: Sure you have. A real one! Whose body was it, and where is it now? A completely normal mystery. Whatever it is, it's well within the bounds of human experience, and I don't think you ought to make any more of it.
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: Look, I wouldn't if I hadn't looked in Becky's cellar! How do you explain away the body I saw there?
Dr. Dan 'Danny' Kauffman: I don't think you saw one there.
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: You don't think I saw one here, either?
Dr. Dan 'Danny' Kauffman: I know you did because three others saw it too.
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: But I dreamed up the second one?
Dr. Dan 'Danny' Kauffman: Doctors can have hallucinations too.
From 6/1/1994 ( ) To 5/21/2006 ( by me, Kerry Burgess, previously referenced here - backstory ) is 4372 days
4372 = 2186 + 2186
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 10/28/1971 ( Richard Nixon, 37th President of USA federal government 1969-1974: Toasts of the President and President Tito of Yugoslavia ) is 2186 days
by me, Kerry Burgess 9:27 PM January 15, 2015
I had forgotten it and all the other sleeping dreams from the last time I was sleeping until just now before making this post. I don't recall the other many sleeping dreams I woke from but I do remember one. I was wearing a US Marine Corps uniform and that is very unusual for a sleeping dream. I have written before over several years about seeing myself wearing a US Marine Corps uniform but as best I can now recall here sitting here at my desk there have been only two sleeping dreams featuring me wearing a US Marine Corps uniform. And one of those occurrences would have been this past day.
Those of you following along at home remember what I wrote and what I still believe - that I have no actual direct memory - no practical memory in my conscious mind of any service in the United States Marine Corps.
Everything I write here that is not consistent with my factual memory is just the thoughts in my mind.
The dream this past day is something that I can now recall only of an actor I have seen before in film and television. He is that guy who recruits "Cooper Hawkes" in that "Space: Above and Beyond" episode I have referenced here many times.
The sleeping dream I had the past day doesn't seem connected to anything I have seen him in before on television or movie.
There is something that I can almost remember about that dream but just cannot remember.
Well, the operative detail is that I could not wear my US Marine Corps uniform because of what he did. I had to be somewhere. A duty assignment or something that is so damned frustratingly elusive in my mind.
He had punched me in the chest I vaguely recall. The impact of his fist wasn't that hard but he hit an object adorning my olive-colored uniformed shirt and there was an area obviously soaked with blood and I wasn't going to be able to go anywhere looking that way.
I write about it now only because of how that was one time so infrequent seeing myself wearing a US Marine Corps uniform in a sleeping dream. Now I just remember a possible third time. That time I saw myself wearing my US Navy Cross [Navy Cross medal for valor in combat with legitimate official authority] and working in an office building chasing down a person stealing classified documents. Now I just recall another time I wrote about wearing that same medal in an elevator and that person saying he was surprised "they" let me wear it and me saying in response I was proud of my service in Bosnia.
IMDb
Invasion of the Body Snatchers (1956)
Quotes
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: [grabs Dr. Bassett] Doctor! Will you tell these fools I am NOT crazy? Make them listen to me while there's still time!
From 2/5/1956 ( premiere USA film "Invasion of the Body Snatchers" ) To 4/2/2013 ( ) is 20876 days
20876 = 10438 + 10438
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 6/1/1994 ( ) is 10438 days
From 10/18/1954 ( premiere USA TV series "Sherlock Holmes" AND Texas Instruments announces the Regency TR-1 - the first commercial transistor radio ) To 6/1/1994 ( ) is 14471 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 6/16/2005 ( as Kerry Burgess my official records United States of America Veterans Affairs hospital includes: Date of Admission, psychiatric unit ) is 14471 days
previously here by me, Kerry Burgess:
https://nypost.com/2013/04/02/gate-to-hell-found-in-turkey/
New York Post
‘Gate to Hell’ found in Turkey
By Post Staff Report April 2, 2013 2:18pm
A “gate to hell” has emerged from ruins in southwestern Turkey, Italian archaeologists have announced.
Known as Pluto’s Gate — Ploutonion in Greek, Plutonium in Latin — the cave was celebrated as the portal to the underworld in Greco-Roman mythology and tradition.
Historic sources located the site in the ancient Phrygian city of Hierapolis, now called Pamukkale, and described the opening as filled with lethal mephitic vapors.
“This space is full of a vapor so misty and dense that one can scarcely see the ground. Any animal that passes inside meets instant death,” the Greek geographer Strabo (64/63 BC — about 24 AD) wrote.
“I threw in sparrows and they immediately breathed their last and fell,” he added.
https://nypost.com/2013/04/02/meet-the-new-climate-deniers/
New York Post
Meet the new climate deniers
By Rich Lowry April 2, 2013 4:00am
Hansen: NASA whiz admits science unsettled.
There are few things sadder than the “climate denier.” He ignores the data and neglects the latest science. His rhetoric and policy proposals are dangerously disconnected from reality. He can’t recalibrate to take account of the latest evidence because, well, he’s a denier.
The new climate deniers are the liberals who, despite their obsession with climate change, have managed to miss the biggest story in climate science, which is that there hasn’t been any global warming for about a decade and a half.
“Over the past 15 years air temperatures at the Earth’s surface have been flat while greenhouse-gas emissions have continued to soar,” The Economist magazine writes. “The world added roughly 100 billion tons of carbon to the atmosphere between 2000 and 2010. That is about a quarter of all the CO2 put there by humanity since 1750.” Yet, no more warming.
The Economist has been decidedly alarmist on global warming through the years, so it deserves credit for pausing to consider why the warming trend it expected to continue has mysteriously stalled out.
The deniers feel no such compunction. They speak as if it is still the late 1990s, when measurements of global temperature had been rising for two decades. In his State of the Union address, President Obama said that “we can choose to believe in the overwhelming judgment of science and act before it’s too late.” In a passage devoted to global warming, though, he didn’t mention the latest trend in global warming.
A denier feels the same righteous sense of certitude now, when warming has stopped, as he did a decade ago. Washington Post columnist Eugene Robinson recently opined that “sensible people accept the fact of warming” — but apparently not the fact of no-warming. He scorned those “who manipulate the data in transparently bogus ways to claim that warming has halted or even reversed course.”
Does he include James Hansen, the famous NASA scientist, among these dastardly manipulators? No one this side of Al Gore has warned as persistently about global warming as Hansen. He nonetheless admits that “the five-year mean global temperature has been flat for a decade.”
None of this means that the Earth didn’t get hotter in the 20th century, or that carbon emissions don’t tend to create a warmer planet, or that warming won’t necessarily begin again. It does mean that we know less about the fantastically complex global climate system than global-warming alarmists have been willing to admit.
The Economist notes the work of Ed Hawkins of the University of Reading in Britain. He has found that if global temperatures stay the same for a few more years, they will fall below the range of 20 climate models. In other words, the scientific “consensus” will have been proven wrong.
Why the stall in warming? According to The Economist, maybe we’ve overestimated the warming impact of clouds. Or maybe some clouds cool instead of warm the planet. Or maybe the oceans are absorbing heat from the atmosphere. Although the surface temperature of the oceans hasn’t been rising, perhaps the warming is happening deep down.
James Hansen thinks new coal-fired plants in China and India, releasing so-called aerosols into the atmosphere that act to suppress warming, may be partly responsible for the stasis in temperatures.
Hansen writes that knowing more about the effect of aerosols on the climate “requires accurate knowledge of changes in aerosol amount, size distribution, absorption and vertical distribution on a global basis — as well as simultaneous data on changes in cloud properties to allow inference of the indirect aerosol forcing via induced cloud changes.” Is that all?
He ruefully notes that the launch of a satellite with a sensor to measure all of this failed, with no followup mission planned.
Hey, but don’t worry. The science is all “settled.”
What is beginning to seem more likely is that the “sensitivity” of the global climate to carbon emissions has been overestimated. If so, the deniers will be the last to admit it.
[excerpt ends - previously here by me, Kerry Burgess]
IMDb
Invasion of the Body Snatchers (1956)
Quotes
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: Listen to me! Please listen! If you don't, if you won't, if you fail to understand, then the same incredible terror that's menacing me WILL STRIKE AT YOU!
IMDb
Invasion of the Body Snatchers (1956)
Quotes
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: We're not the last human beings left. They'll find out about you. They'll destroy you, somehow.
Dr. Dan 'Danny' Kauffman: [smirks] By tomorrow you won't want them to. By tomorrow you'll be one of us.
From 6/1/1994 ( ) To 11/7/2025 ( debut "Plur1bus" streaming-video serial AppleTV internet service ) is 11482 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 4/10/1997 ( ) is 11482 days
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Martin_Schwarzschild
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fred_Emery
From 6/1/1994 ( ) To 12/12/2008 ( premiere USA film "The Day the Earth Stood Still" ) is 5308 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 5/15/1980 ( Jimmy Carter, 39th president of USA federal government: Proclamation 4759 Modification of the Implementation of the Orderly Marketing Agreement and the Temporary Quantitative Limitation on the Importation Into the United States of Color Television Receivers and Certain Subassemblies Thereof ) is 5308 days
by me, Kerry Burgess, 06/02/2026 7:43 PM
Did not capture any details about their newest evening-broadcast weather-gal
If I did then I would think of Patty Bouvier of The Simpsons
There is also a much less conspicuous episode of the old Alfred Hitchcock tv series that I took note of a while back. Dark and stormy night, two nurses tending an unconscious guy in an oxygen tent in his mansion.
Michelle Boss has been there since I began viewing that antenna tv broadcast channel when I moved back here in year 2013. (Spokane is mentioned in my medical-records from year 2006 from the VA hospital. I first traveled into Spokane in year 1998. My successful participation in my 30s in Ironman triathlon is what got me out here permanently)
I saw Michelle Boss in the supermarket one day
AND THAT CAUSED me to think: why am I seeing you in here this day today?
So I looked into it.
The results of my investigation follow here.
That was in the Fred Meyer store at Sprague and Sullivan in the City of Spokane Valley. I frequented that place because it was near the apartment building where I lived. I chose that apartment because I have not owned an automobile since year 2005 and I wanted some place that was easy walking distance and because I did not need to wait for the metro bus.
My first experience in that same Fred Meyer was the day I drove a rental car out here in year 2013 from Seattle suburbs to apply for an apartment and to make the final break from Seattle.
I did not note those precise details in my blog-post about that day.
I was in that Fred Meyer and walking towards the checkout counters and the main aisle, there was a Sloppy Mom walking on an intercept course towards me and then her wailing kid began running away from her. Did not note that either in precise detail
After my reference here about Michelle Boss and me wondering why she was in there that particular day, I reference here that day with the wailing kid. I was in there to check out the place that time and in year 2013 and to gather a few supplies, such as new brooms, for when I drove another rental-car across state to move into that new apartment.
by me, Kerry Burgess, Astro_Spook @Kerry_W_Burgess October 20, 2021
A few years ago I saw her once in my local grocery store
I ignored her but we passed a two or three times in the aisles
I noted it cryptically in my online posts
by me, Kerry Burgess, Astro_Spook @Kerry_W_Burgess October 20, 2021
Only in recent days has that other woman started showing up
I had thought about making notes about how that's a face only for radio
That she makes my tv-screen look as though it's a fish-bowl, with a fish staring back at me
That was several days ago those thoughts
by me, Kerry Burgess, Astro_Spook @Kerry_W_Burgess October 20, 2021
Looking out my window, makes me think today's a good day for walk in the rain
Trees have reached peak colors and are losing their leaves
Outside here today reminds me of a deep-winter day back in Seattle
About 50F, moderately heavy rainfall, which has been rare lately here in Spokane
Reminds me of good days riding my bicycle on the Burke-Gilman path in the rain
by me, Kerry Burgess, 07/04/2014
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: From: Kerry Burgess
To: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Saturday, May 13, 2006 1:49:58 PM
Subject: Sleep journal 5/13/06
In an office, my boss's boss, was telling me that I had made history today. She said something about me proving how a single person can make a difference. She handed me some stuff including a chain that you use for dog tags. I was looking at it and there was something about it being too long, or needing to have some links taken out of it. I don't recognize me boss's boss, but my boss was familar. The senior person told me that my boss appreciate's people that are passionate about their work, after I was commenting on how much I enjoy my work.
Stephen King
The Stand - The Complete & Uncut Edition
Chapter 29
At just past noon on the twenty-fourth, Elder and two male nurses had come and taken away the television. The nurses had removed it while Elder stood by, holding his revolver (neatly wrapped in a Baggie) on Stu. But by then Stu hadn t wanted or needed the TV it was just putting out a lot of confused shit anyway. All he had to do was stand at his barred window and look out at the town on the river below. Like the man on the record said, You don t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.
- posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 12:25 PM Pacific Time somewhere near Spokane Washington USA Friday 04 July 2014
[excerpt ends]
by me, Kerry Burgess, 07/04/2014
Stephen King
The Stand - The Complete & Uncut Edition
Chapter 71
They were coming, yes.
Flagg smiled. Had the old woman told them to come? Would they listen to her if she, on her deathbed, instructed them to commit suicide in that novel way? He supposed it was possible that they would.
What he had forgotten was so staggeringly simple that it was humbling: They were having their problems too, they were frightened too… and as a result, they were making a colossal mistake.
Was it even possible that they had been turned out?
He lingered lovingly over the idea but in the end could not quite believe it. They were coming of their own choice. They were coming wrapped in righteousness like a clutch of missionaries approaching the cannibals’ village.
Oh, it was so lovely!
Doubts would end. Fears would end. All it would take was the sight of their four heads up on spikes in front of the MGM Grand’s fountain. He would assemble every person in Vegas and make them file past and look. He would have photographs taken, would print fliers, have them sent out to LA and San Francisco and Spokane
- posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 6:19 PM Pacific Time somewhere near Spokane Washington USA Friday 04 July 2014
[excerpt ends]
by me, Kerry Burgess, 06/02/2026 8:24 PM
Those books and movies are familiar to me in name only. Never read, never viewed.
Vampires for kids.
There was a young girl with her that day, presumably her daughter. She seemed to notice that I had recognized Michelle Boss. I was trying to ignore them. She named her daughter on the local live-tv news a few days ago, captioning an image of clouds.
From 5/13/2006 ( ) To 7/4/2014 ( ) is 2974 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 12/24/1973 ( ) is 2974 days
From 10/24/1989 ( "The Stand" complete edition, by Stephen King ) To 7/4/2014 ( ) is 9019 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 7/13/1990 ( premiere USA film "Ghost" ) is 9019 days
IMDb
Ghost (1990)
Quotes
Sam Wheat: [DELETED LINE] That reminds me: There's a guy wandering around the subway who could use your help. He's tall, wears a lot of black, kind of a short fuse. You'll know him when you see him.
IMDb
Ghost (1990)
Quotes
[Sam is crouched on the subway station-floor, attempting to push a bottlecap with his finger. The Subway Ghost is laughing at him]
Subway Ghost: ...What the hell are you doing? You're trying to push that with your finger. You can't push it with your finger! You're dead! It's all in your mind. The problem with you is that you still think you're real. You think you're wearing those clothes? You think you're crouched on that floor? Bullshit! You ain't got a body no more, son!
[Taps his forehead]
Subway Ghost: It's all up here now! You want to move something, you got to move it with your mind! You got to focus, you hear what I'm sayin'?
Sam Wheat: How? How do you focus?
Subway Ghost: I don't know *how* you focus! You just focus!
[the Subway Ghost kneels and flicks away the bottlecap as if it were a marble]
Sam Wheat: How did you do that?
Subway Ghost: You take all your emotions! All your pain, all your love, all your passion, all your rage! Just push it all the way down into the pit of your stomach! And then let it explode, like a reactor! Pow!
[the Subway Ghost kicks a soda can across the floor]
by me, Kerry Burgess, 06/02/2026 9:04 PM
Recently, had to take the metro bus from my apartment
No rush, did not even check the schedule
Long walk later, arrive just as the metro-bus approached the stop, knew I wasn't going to make it unless I quickened my pace
Tried to break into a jogging run and instead was slapped with the horrible reality of my decaying body
My legs, legs into my 40s that were mighty, glorious hammering pistons of elite athletic endurance not that long ago now felt like limp lasagna noodles.
The reality of this desk
Almost caught up with it, close enough to touch it and then driver speeds away.
I'm thinking: Maybe I am invisible! That would be great!
Nope. No such luck. People can obviously still see me
Another point for illustration and then back to my examination of the calendar-day 07/04/2014
Star Trek Generations (1994)
(from internet transcript)
[Veridian III mountaintop]
PICARD: You don't need to do this, Soran. ...I'm sure we could find another way of getting you into this Nexus.
SORAN: I've spent eighty years looking for another way. Believe me, this is the only one.
(Soran presses some buttons on a keypad and a rocket reveals itself on the launcher)
PICARD: What you're about to do Soran, is no different from when the Borg destroyed your world. They killed millions too, ...including your wife ...and children.
SORAN: Nice try. ...You know, there was a time when I wouldn't hurt a fly. Then the Borg came. And they showed me that if there is one constant in this whole universe. ...It's death. ...Afterwards I began to realise it didn't really matter. We're all going to die sometime. It's just a question of how and when. You will too, Captain. Aren't you beginning to feel time gaining on you? ...It's like a predator. It's stalking you. ...Oh, you can try and outrun it with doctors, medicines, new technologies, but in the end time is going to hunt you down, ...and make the kill.
PICARD: It's our mortality that defines us, Soran. It's part of the truth of our existence.
SORAN: What if I told you I've found a new truth.
PICARD: The Nexus?
SORAN: Time has no meaning there. The predator has no teeth.
From 4/20/1946 ( ) To 12/20/1994 ( an aviator in non-aviator related duties boots on the ground in Bosnia as Kerry Wayne Burgess the United States Marine Corps captain this day is my US Navy Cross medal date of record ) is 17776 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 7/4/2014 ( ) is 17776 days
From 6/5/1987 ( as me, Kerry Burgess, my official enlisted US Navy documents includes: Earned NEC 1189 - Based on graduation from the Terrier Mk 152 Guided-missiles Fire Control Computers Complex course - Naval Guided Missiles School, Dam Neck, Virginia Beach, Virginia, US Navy - leading to permanent assignment until 1990 to CF-division, Missile Plot - guided-missiles Fire Control Computers Complex (operator and advanced technician, UNIVAC digital-computers Mk152 Terrier System for, primarily, SM2-ER {Extended Range} Standard Missiles ordnance), guided-missiles cruiser USS Wainwright CG-28, US Navy, while enlisted paygrade E-5, designated Fire Controlman Petty Officer Second Class (FC2) ) To 7/4/2014 ( ) is 9891 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 12/1/1992 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Nova"::"Brain Transplant" ) is 9891 days
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/April_1946
April 1946
From Wikipedia
April 20, 1946
The residents of Lake Success, New York, a village on Long Island, voted 118–70 to temporarily house the headquarters of the United Nations, at the old Sperry Gyroscope Company plant.
Sperry Corporation
From Wikipedia
Sperry Corporation was a major American equipment and electronics company whose existence spanned more than seven decades of the 20th century. Sperry ceased to exist in 1986 following a prolonged hostile takeover bid engineered by Burroughs Corporation, which merged the combined operation under the new name Unisys.
In 1955, Sperry acquired Remington Rand and renamed itself Sperry Rand. Acquiring the Eckert–Mauchly Computer Corporation and Engineering Research Associates along with Remington Rand, the company developed the successful UNIVAC computer series
Red Storm Rising (1986) - by Tom Clancy, author
(from internet transcript)
excerpt, Chapter 20 – The Dance of the Vampires
"Clipper Base, this is SAM Boss. We're going to have some leakers. Recommend we start lighting up SAM radars."
"Roger, SAM Boss. Permission granted," answered the group tactical warfare coordinator.
NORTH ATLANTIC
"I have air-search radars, bearing zero-three-seven," the Bear ESM officer noted. "They have detected us. Recommend we illuminate also." The Bear lit off its Big Bulge look-down radar.
USS NIMITZ
"New radar contact. Designate Raid-2-"
"What?" snapped Baker. Next came a call from the fighters.
"Clipper Base, this is Slugger Lead. I have a visual on my target." The squadron commander was trying to examine the target on his long-range TV camera. When he spoke, the anguish in his voice was manifest. "Warning, warning, this is not a Badger. We've been shooting at Kelt missiles!"
"Raid-2 is seventy-three aircraft, bearing two-one-seven, range one-three-zero miles. We have a Big Bulge radar tracking the formation," said the CIC talker.
Toland cringed as the new contacts were plotted. "Admiral, we've been had."
The group tactical warfare officer was pale as he toggled his microphone. "Air Warning Red. Weapons free! Threat axis is two-one-seven. All ships turn as necessary to unmask batteries."
The Tomcats had all been drawn off, leaving the formation practically naked. The only armed fighters over the formation were Foch's eight Crusaders, long since retired from the American inventory. On a terse command from their carrier, they went to afterburner and rocketed southwest toward the Backfires. Too late.
The Bear already had a clear picture of the American formations. The Russians could not determine ship type, but they could tell large from small, and identify the missile cruiser Ticonderoga by her distinctive radar emissions. The carriers would be close to her. The Bear relayed the information to her consorts. A minute later, the seventy Backfire bombers launched their hundred forty AS-6 Kingfish missiles and turned north at full military power. The Kingfish was nothing like the Kelt. Powered by a liquid-fuel rocket engine, it accelerated to nine hundred knots and began its descent, its radar-homing head tracking on a preprogrammed target area ten miles wide. Every ship in the center of the formation had several missiles assigned.
"Vampire, Vampire!" the CIC talker said aboard Ticonderoga. "We have numerous incoming missiles. Weapons free."
The group antiair warfare officer ordered the cruiser's Aegis weapons system into full automatic mode. Tico had been built with this exact situation in mind. Her powerful radar/computer system immediately identified the incoming missiles as hostile and assigned each a priority of destruction. The computer was completely on its own, free to fire on its electronic will at anything diagnosed as a threat. Numbers, symbols, and vectors paraded across the master tactical display. The fore and aft twin missile launchers trained out at the first targets and awaited the orders to fire. Aegis was state-of-the-art, the best SAM system yet devised, but it had one major weakness: Tico carried only ninety-six SM2 surface-to-air missiles; there were one hundred forty incoming Kingfish. The computer had not been programmed to think about that.
From: Hertz Reservations
Sent: Wednesday, August 14, 2013 10:56 AM
To: Kerry Burgess
Subject: My Hertz Reservation
Thanks for Traveling at the speed of Hertz™, KERRY BURGESS
Your Itinerary
Pickup Time
Wed, Aug 14, 2013 at 03:00 PM
Return Time
Thu, Aug 15, 2013 at 03:00 PM
Pickup and Return Location
Renton, WA US 98056
http://hvom.blogspot.com/2013/08/a-foxfire-just-swept-over-us.html
posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 6:23 PM Pacific Time near Seattle Washington State USA Thursday 15 August 2013
[titled by me:] A Foxfire just swept over us
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0101775/quotes
IMDb
Drop Dead Fred (1991)
Quotes
Fred: Well why don't we harpoon Charles straight through the head, drag him back to the apartment, and hit him with a hammer until he agrees to come back?
Elizabeth: Harpoon him through the head. That won't work Fred.
O Brother Where Art Thou
Homer Stokes, servant of|the little man. Right, little fella?
He ain't lyin'!
Ladies and gentlemen,|the little man has admonished me
to grasp the broom of reform
and sweep this state clean!
It's gonna be,|"Back to the flour mill, Pappy"!
The interests can handle themselves!
Come Tuesday,|we're gonna sweep the rascals out!
Star Trek: First Contact
PICARD: There's a... There's a new faction that wants to prevent your launch tomorrow morning. But we're here to help you. This may be difficult for you to accept, but you are not in Montana anymore. You are on a ship, ...a spaceship, orbiting the Earth at an altitude of...
LILY: If you want to help me, get me out of here.
PICARD: All right. ...You want a way out. Here it is.
(Picard opens a panel in the hull revealing a view of Earth)
LILY: What is this?
PICARD: Australia, New Guinea, The Solomons. Montana will be up soon but you may want to hold your breath. It's a long way down.
Star Trek: First Contact
[Montana settlement]
LILY: Come on.
COCHRANE: Good night Eddie. (to Lily) ...Go home.
Star Trek: First Contact
[Enterprise-E bridge]
PICARD: Data, put Starfleet frequency one four eight six on audio.
DATA: Aye sir.
FLEET COMMUNICATIONS: Flagship to Endeavor. Standby to engage at grid A-fifteen. ...Defiant and Bozeman, fall back to mobile position one. ...Acknowledge. ...We have it in visual range.
Star Trek: First Contact
[Montana settlement]
(while Lily watches the Enterprise enters the vortex. Cochrane is socialising in the bar with the Vulcans.
Tom Clancy
Red Storm Rising
17 - The Frisbees of Dreamland
Lockheed called her the Ghostrider. The pilots called her the Frisbee, the F-19A, the secretly developed Stealth attack fighter. She had no corners, no box shapes to allow radar signals to bounce cleanly off her. Her high-bypass turbofans were designed to emit a blurry infrared signature at most. From above, her wings appeared to mimic the shape of a cathedral bell. From in front, they curved oddly toward the ground, earning her the affectionate nickname of Frisbee. Though she was a masterpiece of electronic technology inside, she usually didn't use her active systems. Radars and radios made electronic noise that an enemy might detect, and the whole idea of the Frisbee was that she didn't seem to exist at all.
Far over their heads on both sides of the border, hundreds of fighter aircraft played a deadly game of bluff, racing toward the border and then turning away, both sides trying to goad the other into committing to battle. Each side had airborne radar aircraft with which to control such a battle and so gain the advantage in a war which, though few yet knew it, had already begun.
And we're getting a quick one in, Ellington thought. We're finally doing something smart! He'd had a hundred missions over Vietnam in the first production F-111A fighters. The Duke was the Air Force's leading expert on covert low-level missions, and it was said that he could "bull's-eye a chuckhole in a Kansas tornado at midnight." That wasn't quite true. The Frisbee could never handle a tornado. The sad truth was that the F-19 handled like a pig-a consequence of her ungainly design. But Ellington didn't care. Being invisible was better than being agile, he judged, knowing that he was about to prove or disprove that proposition.
The Frisbee squadron was now penetrating the most concentrated SAM belt the world had ever known.
"Range to primary target is now sixty miles," Eisly advised. "All onboard systems continue nominal. No radars are locked onto us. Lookin' good, Duke."
"Roger." Ellington pushed the stick forward and dived as they passed over the crest of a small hill, then bottomed out at eighty feet over a wheatfield. The Duke was playing his game to the limit, drawing on years of experience in low-level attacks. Their primary target was a Soviet IL-76 Mainstay, an AWACS-type aircraft that was circling near Magdeburg, agreeably within ten miles of their secondary target, the E-8 highway bridges over the Elbe at Hohenroarthe. The mission was getting a lot hairier. The closer they got to the Mainstay the more radar signal hit their aircraft, its intensity growing at a square function. Sooner or later, enough signal would be reflected back to the Mainstay to be detectable, even by curved wings made of radar-transparent composites. All the Stealth technology did was to make radar detection harder, not impossible. Would they be seen by the Mainstay? If so, when, and how quickly would the Russians react?
Keep her on the deck, he told himself. Play the game by the rules you've practiced out. They had rehearsed this mission for nine days in "Dreamland," the top-secret exercise area in the sprawl of Nellis Air Force Base, Nevada. Even the E-3A Sentry could barely make them out at forty miles, and the Sentry was a far better radar platform than the Mainstay, wasn't it?
That's what you're here to find out, boy . . .
There were five Mainstays on duty, all a hundred klicks east of the inter-German border. A nice safe distance, what with over three hundred fighters between them and the border.
"Twenty miles, Duke."
"Right. Call it off, Don."
"Roge. Still no fire-control emanations on us, and no search stuff is lingering our way. Lots of radio chatter, but mostly west of us. Very little VOX coming from the target."
Ellington reached his left hand down to arm the four AIM-9M Sidewinder missiles hanging under his wings. The weapon-indicator light blinked a lethal, friendly green.
"Eighteen miles. Target appears to be circling normally, not taking evasive action."
Ten miles to the minute, Ellington computed in his mind, one minute forty seconds.
"Sixteen miles." Eisly read the numbers off a computer readout keyed to the NAVSTAR satellite navigation system.
The Mainstay would not have a chance. The Frisbee would not begin to climb until she was directly underneath the target. Fourteen miles. Twelve. Ten. Eight. Six miles to the converted air transport.
"The Mainstay just reversed her turn-yeah, she's jinking. A Foxfire just swept over us," Eisly said evenly. A MiG-25 interceptor, presumably acting on instructions from the IL-76, was now searching for them. With its high power and small arc, the Foxfire stood a good chance of acquiring them, Stealth technology or not. "The Mainstay might have us."
"Anything locked on us?"
"Not yet." Eisly's eyes were glued to the threat-receiver instruments. No missile-control radars had centered on the Frisbee yet. "Coming under the target."
"Right. Climbing now." Ellington eased back on his stick and punched up full afterburners. The Frisbee's engines could only give him Mach 1.3, but this was the place to use all the power he had. According to the weather people, these clouds topped out at twenty thousand feet, and the IL-76 would be about five thousand above that. Now the Frisbee was vulnerable. No longer lost in the ground clutter, her engines radiating their maximum signature, the Stealth aircraft was broadcasting her presence.
Tom Clancy
Red Storm Rising
19 – Journeys End/Journeys Begin
"Take her up to periscope depth," he ordered. "It's time to check for orders, and we'll try an ESM sweep to see what's happening."
Not a simple procedure, that. The submarine came up slowly, cautiously, turning to allow her sonar to make certain that there was not a ship around.
"Raise the ESM."
An electronics technician pressed the button to raise the mast for his broad-band receiver. The board lit up instantly.
"Numerous electronic sources, sir. Three J-band search sets, lots of other stuff. Lots of VHF and UHF chatter. The recorders are going."
That figures, McCafferty thought. The odds against having anyone here after us are pretty low, though. "Up scope."
The captain angled the search-scope lens upward to scan the sky for a nearby aircraft and made a quick turn around the horizon. He noticed something odd, and had to angle down the lens to see what it was.
There was a green smoke marker not two hundred yards away. McCafferty cringed and spun the instrument back around. A multiengine aircraft was coming out of the haze-directly in at them.
The captain reached up and spun the periscope wheel, lowering the instrument. "Take her down! All ahead flank! Make your depth eight hundred feet!" Where the hell did he come from?
The submarine's engines fairly exploded into action. A flurry of orders had the helmsmen push their controls to the stops.
"Torpedo in the water, starboard side!'' a sonarman screamed.
McCafferty reacted at once. "Left full rudder!"
"Left full rudder, aye!" The speed log was at ten knots and rising quickly. They passed below one hundred feet.
"Torpedo bearing one-seven-five relative. It's pinging. Doesn't have us yet."
"Fire off a noisemaker."
Seventy feet aft of the control room, a five-inch canister was ejected from a launcher. It immediately started making all kinds of noise for the torpedo to home in on.
"Noisemaker away!"
Star Trek: First Contact
PICARD: I think it's time we made a discrete exit.
RIKER: Riker to Enterprise. Stand by to beam us up.
LILY: You've got to go? ...I envy you. The world you're going to.
PICARD: I envy you. Taking these first steps into a new frontier. ...I shall miss you, Lily.
(Picard kisses her on the cheek)
PICARD: Picard to Enterprise. Energise.
[Enterprise-E bridge]
PICARD: Report.
WORF: The moon's gravitational field obscured our warp signature. The Vulcans did not detect us.
LAFORGE: Captain, I've reconfigured our warp field to match the chronometric readings of the Borg sphere.
PICARD: Recreate the vortex, Commander.
LAFORGE: Aye sir.
RIKER: All decks report ready.
DATA: Helm standing by.
PICARD: Mister Data, lay in a course for the twenty-fourth century. I suspect our future is there waiting for us.
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[ends, by me, Kerry Burgess, 08/15/2013
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by me, Kerry Burgess, 06/02/2026 9:23 PM
The effect of all this is a sense in my mind of the probable and the improbable
I cannot prove conspiracy. I don't have the resources.
All I can prove to myself is what exists in my conscious-mind
While I find myself wondering why people are doing stuff that I notice
I have taken notice of stuff I am doing and that were completely random choices my me
Too many to list here, random selections by me from my past observations:
Stargate (10/28/1994)
(from internet transcript)
FERRETTI
You know, I can't believe we're stuck here.
FREEMAN
Don't be such a doomsayer, Ferretti.
REILLY
Yeah, give it a rest.
BROWN
Yes, please. If we're not back soon, they'll just turn on the 'gate from the other side.
FERRETTI
Oh, no. It doesn't work that way. You see, if you don't turn it on from here, we're screwed. So I'm telling you guys, we're not going anywhere!
REILLY
Shut up.
From 10/28/1994 to 4/22/2009 is 5290 days
by me, Kerry Burgess: 04/22/09 11:50 AM
We can repair him. We have the technology.
by me, Kerry Burgess - posted by H.V.O.M at 1:31 PM Monday, September 12, 2005
Sanity was statistical
[ Excerpt: George Orwell "Nineteen Eighty-Four" ] He had capitulated, that was agreed. In reality, as he saw now, he had been ready to capitulate long before he had taken the decision. From the moment when he was inside the Ministry of Love -- and yes, even during those minutes when he and Julia had stood helpless while the iron voice from the telescreen told them what to do -- he had grasped the frivolity, the shallowness of his attempt to set himself up against the power of the Party. He knew now that for seven years the Thought police had watched him like a beetle under a magnifying glass. There was no physical act, no word spoken aloud, that they had not noticed, no train of thought that they had not been able to infer. Even the speck of whitish dust on the cover of his diary they had carefully replaced. They had played sound-tracks to him, shown him photographs. Some of them were photographs of Julia and himself. Yes, even ... He could not fight against the Party any longer. Besides, the Party was in the right. It must be so; how could the immortal, collective brain be mistaken? By what external standard could you check its judgements? Sanity was statistical. It was merely a question of learning to think as they thought. Only! [ Excerpt: George Orwell "Nineteen Eighty-Four" ]
From 6/16/2005 ( as Kerry Burgess my official records United States of America Veterans Affairs hospital includes: Date of Admission, psychiatric unit ) To 4/22/2009 ( ) is 1406 days
1406 = 703 + 703
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 10/6/1967 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Star Trek"::"Mirror, Mirror" ) is 703 days
From 10/11/1958 ( premiere USA TV series "U.S. Marshal" ) To 3/31/2002 ( from The New York Times newspaper: "Queen Mother Mourned as Link to British Past" ) is 15877 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 4/22/2009 ( ) is 15877 days
From 4/21/1926 ( Britain's Queen Elizabeth II (until her death in year 2022) ) To 10/9/1969 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Family Affair"::"Uncle Prince Charming" ) is 15877 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 4/22/2009 ( ) is 15877 days
From 6/21/1982 ( Britain's William, formerly the Duke of Cambridge and as of year 2022 Britain's Prince of Wales ) To 4/22/2009 ( ) is 9802 days
9802 = 4901 + 4901
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 4/4/1979 ( premiere US TV series "Dear Detective" ) is 4901 days
http://theorwellprize.co.uk/shortlists/jack-night/
THE ORWELL PRIZE
Jack Night
NightJack - An English Detective
The blog of a pseudonymous English detective.
After winning the first-ever Orwell Prize for Blogs, Jack Night was revealed to be Richard Horton by The Times following a landmark High Court ruling, The Author of a Blog vs Times Newspapers Limited.
http://theorwellprize.co.uk/events/awards-ceremony-2009/
THE ORWELL PRIZE
Awards Ceremony 2009
Wednesday 22 April, 2009
7:00pm
Foreign Press Association
11 Carlton House Terrace, London
SW1Y 5AJ
Jack Night wins Special Prize for Blogs for NightJack – An English Detective
The winners of the Orwell Prize 2009 were announced on Wednesday 22nd April 2009 from 7pm at a ceremony
Stargate (10/28/1994)
(from internet transcript)
MYERS
Monitors up.
WOMAN
Monitors are up.
MYERS
Mitch, you want to bring up the details on the center monitor, please.
MITCH
Yep. I've got details...on.
[He punches a few keys. A computer monitor shows an image of the Stargate with seven blank boxes to the right. It reads "idle".]
[The Stargate spins around. Shore has now joined the others in the room. On one screen close up images of all the constellation glyphs can be seen. Daniel notices one glyph in particular, the "pyramid" with a circle above it.]
DANIEL
Hold it!
[They stop the Stargate spinning.]
DANIEL
Wait. Do you have a...um...sorry.
[He looks around, spotting a marker in Mitch's pocket and grabbing it.]
MITCH
Hey, hey, hey, don't...!
[Daniel has already begun drawing his little stick figures on the actual monitor screen.]
DANIEL
Two figures on either side, praying beside a pyramid with the sun directly above it.
MYERS
(amazed)
He's right. It was in front of us the whole time.
From 10/28/1994 to 6/13/2007 is 4611 days
https://www.vogue.co.uk/article/as-far-as-apsara
British Vogue
AS FAR AS APSARA
By Vogue
13 June 2007
"APSARAS were originally sea nymphs [of Hindu origin] whose sole purpose to seduce the gods," Samantha Graham-Bell, founder of beachwear label-of-the-moment, ** Apsara**. For Graham-Bell, a former fashion PR and jewellery designer, founding Apsara in 2003 was a natural move. "Having grown up as a beach babe in Southern Spain, I have simply evolved from designing castles in the sand to designing luxe beachwear," she laughs. You can pick an Apsara a mile away
Stargate (1994)
(from internet transcript)
EXT ALIEN PYRAMID, NIGHT
INT SARCOPHAGUS CHAMBER, RA'S SHIP
[Daniel takes a large gulp of air and sits up, pulling some sheer material off his face. He looks around, gulping breaths while getting his bearings. He then looks at his side where the staff blast struck him. The material is still torn, but his body is completely healed, not even leaving a scar. He steps out of the sarcophagus watching it close itself.]
[Behind him, a boy approaches, carrying a cat. He laughs at Daniel.
{ by me, Kerry Burgess - or: he giggles about Daniel. Perhaps the servants repaired Daniel without Ra's knowledge and they are pleased to learn that Ra is not the "God" he claims to be }
When Daniel turns, he moves away. Daniel follows him.]
INT THRONE ROOM, RA'S SHIP
[The boy leaves the cat on the throne and runs away. Daniel walks down the staircase behind the throne, stopping and petting the cat. He looks around for the boy, then follows him.]
INT BATHING ROOM, RA'S SHIP
[Ra steps out of his tub, being dried and clothed by servants. Daniel enters the room, stepping through several curtains. Ra turns in profile, smiling before walking away without acknowledging Daniel.]
INT BED CHAMBER, RA'S SHIP
[They move into another area, the servants continuing to layer Ra with more clothing and jewelry.]
DANIEL
I was dead?
[Ra looks directly at him at this point.]
RA
That is why I chose your race...your bodies...so easy to repair.
From 10/28/1994 to 04/24/2004 is 3466 days
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Est%C3%A9e_Lauder_(businesswoman)
Stargate (10/28/1994)
(from internet transcript)
KAWALSKI
What the hell's going on?
[Kasuf holds out both hands to Daniel in a "stop" gesture, speaking beseechingly to him.]
DANIEL
(surprised)
It seems like writing is forbidden.
[O'Neil exhales after taking a drag from his cigarette, considering this. Kasuf meanwhile continues speaking and gesturing. Several women hurry forward, wrapping Daniel with a blanket and beginning to herd him out of the circle. The crowd seems happy and excited.]
DANIEL
What? What? Uh-heh. Uh...
(to team, nervously)
They want me to go with them. Should I stay?! I'll go with them. I'll go. I'll be fine.
[He passes Shau'ri, who watches the proceedings a bit nervously.]
INT TENT
[Daniel laughs as one woman scrubs his feet. More are combing his hair and washing his hands. Daniel is uncomfortable with the attention, but does not appear to want to offend.]
DANIEL
Okay. That's good. All right. What is that smell? Oh it's...okay. That's good. Okay. That's good. I think that's good. My hands are pretty clean. Thank you. Thank you very, very much.
[He stands, smiling as the women seem content with their ministrations and begin to leave.]
DANIEL
Thank you-That was very nice. Thank you. That was great. I smell much better.
[The last elderly woman turns back, smiling and bowing, saying something to him.]
DANIEL
Yes, thank you.
- by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 12:53 AM Pacific-timezone USA Wednesday 06/03/2026
