by me, Kerry Burgess, 07/08/2026 11:02 AM
Accepted the impulse in my conscious-mind in the past hour
Thought to myself to specifically look at her social-media
I had the antenna tv-news on all morning today
No specific reason to check her page today
I no longer use Facebook or that stupidly-rebranded Twitter
So I don't follow this sort of stuff regularly
Why would she do this on purpose?
I tell you why: she would not.
Completely ridiculous to think she did this trying to communicate this to me.
You are completely dumb and stupid to think it has anything to do with me.
*I* can think of what it makes me think about
And I work from there.
That's the point of my blog-posts here on my blog.
The improbable.
For the longest time I would see something like this and think someone put her up to it and she had no idea of what I would think when I see that video. Maybe that is still true.
I have a favorable opinion of them. I am happy for them. That is a very rare experience for me.
by me, Kerry Burgess, 07/08/2026 11:33 AM
Then it got really bizarre.
Last thing I checked I had thought earlier - when I began this process - to check but it shows up on its own after I first checked for 05/08/1994.
Still don't know - and I am not asking around - if this is only happening to me.
Anyone studying my blog-posts can craft deliberately something like this.
For me, it's all in my mind.
by me, Kerry Burgess, 07/08/2026 12:14 PM
I don't know what any of this means.
If it's supposed to mean anything at all.
All I know is what it causes me to think.
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From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 10/26/1984 ( premiere USA film "The Terminator" ) is 6933 days
13866 = 6933 + 6933
From 7/21/1988 ( as Kerry Burgess my official enlisted US Navy documents includes: Small Arms Operator & Roving Security Patrol, USS Wainwright CG-28, US Navy ) To 7/8/2026 ( ) is 13866 days
From 3/8/1988 ( as me, Kerry Burgess, while enlisted paygrade E-5, designated Fire Controlman Petty Officer Second Class (FC2), my official enlisted US Navy documents includes: Terrier MK 152 guided-missiles Fire Control Computers Complex Operator (operator and advanced technician, UNIVAC digital-computers Mk152 Terrier System for, primarily, SM2-ER {Extended Range} Standard Missiles ordnance) - CF-division, Missile Plot, USS Wainwright CG-28, US Navy, following my graduation Naval Missiles School, Dam Neck, Virginia ) To 7/8/2026 ( ) is 14001 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 3/3/2004 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Forensic Files"::"Death by a Salesman" ) is 14001 days
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."
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The Terminator (1984)
Quotes
Sarah Connor: Reese. Why me? Why does it want me?
Kyle Reese: There was a nuclear war. A few years from now, all this, this whole place, everything, it's gone. Just gone. There were survivors. Here, there. Nobody even knew who started it. It was the machines, Sarah.
Sarah Connor: I don't understand.
Kyle Reese: Defense network computers. New... powerful... hooked into everything, trusted to run it all. They say it got smart, a new order of intelligence. Then it saw all people as a threat, not just the ones on the other side. Decided our fate in a microsecond: extermination.
Sarah Connor: Did you see this war?
Kyle Reese: No. I grew up after. In the ruins... starving... hiding from H-K's.
Sarah Connor: H-K's?
Kyle Reese: Hunter-Killers. Patrol machines built in automated factories.
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The Terminator (1984)
Quotes
Sarah Connor: [to the Terminator as she's about to push a button that will crush him] You're terminated, fucker!
"The Sum Of All Fears" by Tom Clancy, author
excerpt, Chapter 28.
CONTRACTUAL OBLIGATIONS
"Yes, but do you really think we would have further use of him?"
Ibrahim shook his head. "No. He would have been a liability. We could not trust him. An infidel and a mercenary. He fulfilled his contract."
"And the device?"
"It will work. I have checked the numbers twenty times. It is far better than anything I might have designed."
"What's this about tritium?"
"In the batteries. I only need to heat them up and bleed off the gas. Then the gas is pumped into the two reservoirs. You know the rest."
Qati grunted. "You have explained it, but I do not know it."
"This part of the job is work for a high-school chemistry lab, no more than that. Simple."
"Why did Eromm leave it for last?"
Ghosn shrugged. "Something has to be last. This is an easy task rather than a hard one. Perhaps that is why. I can do it now if you wish."
"Good."
Qati watched the procedure. One after another, Ghosn loaded the batteries into the furnace, which he set for very low heat. A metal tube and a vacuum pump drew off the gas emitted by each in turn. It took less than an hour.
"Fromm lied to us," Ghosn observed when he was done.
"What?" Qati asked in alarm.
"Commander, there is almost fifteen percent more tritium than he promised. So much the better."
The next step was even simpler. Ghosn carefully checked that each reservoir was air- and pressure-tight-it was the sixth such test; the young engineer had learned from his German teacher--then transferred the tritium gas. The valves were closed and locked shut with cotter pins, so that any vibration in transit could not open them.
"Finished," Ghosn announced. The guards lifted the top of the bombcase and lowered it into place from an overhead winch. It fit precisely into place. Ghosn took an hour to weld it shut. Another test confirmed that the bombcase was pressure-tight. He next attached a Leybold vacuum pump to the case.
"What exactly do you need to achieve?"
"A millionth of an atmosphere is what we specified."
"Can you do that? Won't it harm--"
Ghosn spoke not unlike Fromm, surprising the both of them. "Commander, please? All that presses in is air. It does not crush you, and it will not crush this steel case, will it? It will take a few hours, and we can also test the integrity of the bombcase again." Which had also been done five times. Even without being welded, the case held well. Now one piece of metal, it would be as perfect as the mission required. "We can get some sleep. It doesn't hurt the pump to run."
"When will it be ready to transport?"
"In the morning. When is the ship leaving?"
"Two days."
"There you have it." Ghosn smiled broadly. "Time to spare."
"The Sum Of All Fears" by Tom Clancy, author
excerpt, Chapter 35
Radiation from the fissioning plutonium blazed in on the tritium-impregnated lithium-deuteride that occupied the geometric center of the Pit. The reason Manfred Fromm had left the tritium extraction to last lay in his basic engineer's conservatism. Tritium is an unstable gas, with a half-life of 12.3 years, meaning that a quantity of pure tritium will, after that time, be composed half of tritium and half of He. Called "helium-three," He is a form of that second-lightest of elements whose nucleus lacks an extra neutron, and craves another. By filtering the gas through a thin block of palladium, the He would have been easily separated out, but Ghosn hadn't known about that. As a result, more than a fifth of the tritium was the wrong material. It could hardly have been a worse material.
The intense bombardment from the adjacent fission reaction seared the lithium compound. Normally a material half the density of salt, it was compressed to a metallic state that exceeded the density of earth's core. What began was actually a fusion reaction, though a small one, releasing huge quantities of new neutrons, and also changing many of the lithium atoms into more tritium, which broke down--"fused"--under the intense pressure to release yet more neutrons. The additional neutrons generated were supposed to invade the plutonium mass, boosting the alpha and causing at least a doubling of the weapon's unboosted fission yield. This had been the first method of increasing the power of the second-generation nuclear weapons. But the presence of He poisoned the reaction, trapping nearly a quarter of the high-energy neutrons in uselessly stable helium atoms.
For several more nanoseconds, this did not matter. The plutonium was still increasing its reaction rate, still doubling, still increasing its Alpha at a rate only expressable numerically.
Energy was now flooding into the Secondary. The metallically coated straws flashed to plasma, pressing inward on the Secondary. Radiant energy in quantities not found on the surface of the sun vaporized but also reflected off elliptical surfaces, delivering yet more energy to the Secondary assembly, called the Holraum. The plasma from the immolated straws pounded inward toward the second reservoir of lithium compounds. The dense uranium 238 fins just outside the Secondary pit also flashed to dense plasma, driving inward through the vacuum, then striking and compressing the tubular containment of more U around the central container which held the largest quantity of lithium-deuteride/tritium. The forces were immense, and the structure was pounded with a degree of pressure greater than that of a healthy stellar core.
From 5/29/2002 ( premiere USA film "The Sum of All Fears" ) To 5/27/2026 ( ) is 8764 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 10/31/1989 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Nova"::"Decoding the Book of Life" ) is 8764 days
From 1/9/1938 ( ) To 8/3/1998 ( "Rainbow Six" by Tom Clancy ) is 22121 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 5/27/2026 ( ) is 22121 days
From 5/8/1994 ( premiere USA TV miniseries "Stephen King's The Stand"::miniseries premiere "The Plague" ) To 5/27/2026 ( ) is 11707 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 11/21/1997 ( ) is 11707 days
by me, Kerry Burgess: 07/15/07 12:42 PM
So it must have been 11/21/1997 when I was fired from MP. I "remember" feeling angry that I was fired just before Thanksgiving week and I knew I wouldn't be getting any job interviews until after that week. I drove over to that drive-in and I "remember" that "Independance Day" was playing but I didn't really watch much of it. I had seen it before and I wasn't really in the mood to watch a movie. I "remember" feeling better when Ken Burns at Sediver emailed me back and said he didn't know why I would have been fired and said that I could work for them.
by me, Kerry Burgess: 07/15/07 1:00 PM
When did I go to Texas for Thedia's wedding? It must have been early 1998. I was doing an initial assessment of using Microsoft Project for that project Ken Burns wanted
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U.S. Marshals (1998)
Quotes
Special Agent Frank Barrows: Where did you get these photographs?
Catherine Walsh: Off of U.N. surveillance tapes.
Special Agent Frank Barrows: That is highly classified material.
Bertram Lamb, Security Service Director: Do you know anything about this agent Barrows?
Special Agent Frank Barrows: I'll look into it.
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U.S. Marshals (1998)
Quotes
Mark J. Sheridan: You son of a bitch. Why did you do it? Why did you do it?
Special Agent Frank Barrows: What are you talking about?
Mark J. Sheridan: You don't know what I'm talking about? You're the one who's selling secrets to the Chinese.
[throws Barrows a top secret report]
Mark J. Sheridan: Here. This report tells about the invasion of Taiwan, the strategic defense of South Korea. Make sense now?
Special Agent Frank Barrows: Please, I swear to god, I don't know what you're taking about.
Mark J. Sheridan: [becoming upset] Don't lie to me!
by me, Kerry Burgess: 9/2/2006 12:22 PM
Sediver told me their best business times was when a storm rolled through the southern states. All of the downed power lines was good business for them because the utility companies had to buy a lot of new transmission line insulators.
https://finance.yahoo.com/technology/ai/articles/execs-confused-horrified-huge-ai-135718505.html
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Execs Confused and Horrified by the Huge AI Bills After Thinking They Could Replace Workers for Free
Joe Wilkins
Wed, July 8, 2026 at 6:57 AM PDT 3 min read
By now, it's clear that the only way the tech industry can justify the cost of AI is if it replaces vast swaths of the human workforce with machines that run 24/7.
The bad news is that this situation has created a world-historic financial market that, by some metrics, is looking worse than the run-up to the Great Depression. The good news is that this future of an AI takeover is looking increasingly unlikely, at least at the industry's current pace, a fact which is now dawning on some of the biggest rubes and dupes in the corporate world.
According to a new survey from "Big Four" accounting firm KPMG, a significant number of corporate executives are reeling from sticker shock over new usage-based AI pricing schemes. Though enterprises could once count on AI companies to subsidize the price of large language models via flat-rate contracts, that's no longer a given, as the rising cost of computational power forces the entire tech sector into a defensive posture.
The KPMG report, initially flagged by the Register, surveyed 2,145 senior execs across 20 countries, finding that an astonishing 29 percent of them had no idea where the growing costs associated with AI were coming from.
A further third confessed that their own cluelessness about AI economics was a barrier to successfully deploying AI in the workplace, the Register notes.
"As usage-based pricing models become more common, many organizations are still building the capabilities required to forecast, monitor, and manage AI spending effectively," the report authors write. Translation: one third of execs had no plan for how to actually use AI productively, a fact which is becoming increasingly clear now that the meter is running.
The finding underscores what many workers forced to use AI tools on the job have come to suspect: that an alarming number of corporate leaders treat AI as a plug-and-play solution for lowering overheard without understanding the how of it all, a kind of magical thinking entirely divorced from practical reality.
On the same token, it's important not to lose sight of the fact that AI — or more accurately, the myth surrounding it — is currently being deployed across the world as a tool to discipline labor, to force workers into a weaker position when it comes to wage negotiations, benefits, and overall stability.
Whether used as an excuse to strap surveillance cameras to factory workers' heads or as a justification for widespread layoffs, execs don't need to a PhD in machine learning to know that AI in its current, error-prone form is mainly good for keeping the worker bees in line.
Again, whether AI will ever perform on the level required to pay off the billions of dollars in bills would take a miracle breakthrough. But if the goal is short-term financial gains fueled by lower overhead costs paid for by the working class, AI doesn't need to.
Rainbow Six (1998) - by Tom Clancy, author
excerpt, CHAPTER 33
Colonel Wilson Gearing was in his hotel room only a few floors above the Rainbow troops. His large bags were in the closet, and his clothing hung. The maids and other staff who serviced his room hadn't touched anything, merely checked the closet and proceeded to make up the beds and scrub the bathroom. They hadn't checked inside the bags-Gearing had telltales on them to make sure of that-inside one of which was a plastic canister with "Chlorine" painted on it. It was outwardly identical with the one on the fogging system at the Olympic stadium it had, in fact, been purchased from the same company that had installed the fogging system, cleaned out and refilled with the nano-capsules. He also had the tools he Needed to swap one out, and had practiced the skill in Kansas, where an identical installation was to be found. He could close his eyes and see himself doing it, time and again, to keep the downtime for the fogging system to a minimum. He thought about the contents of the container. Never had so much potential death been so tightly contained. Far more so than in a nuclear device, because unlike one of those, the danger here could replicate it, many times instead of merely detonating once. The way the fogging system worked, it would take about thirty minutes for the nanocapsules to get into the entire fogging system. Both computer models and actual mechanical tests proved that the capsules would get everywhere the pipes, and spray out the fogging nozzles, invisible in the gentle, cooling mist. People walking through the tunnels leading to the stadium proper and in the concourse would breathe it in, an average of two hundred or so nano-capsules in four minutes of breathing, and that was well above the calculated mean lethal dose. The capsules would enter through the lungs, be transported into the blood, and there the capsules would dissolve, releasing the Shiva. The engineered virus strands would travel in the bloodstream of the spectators and the athletes, soon find the liver and kidneys, the organs for which they had the greatest affinity, and begin the slow process of multiplication. All this had been established at Binghamton Lab on the 'normal' test subjects. Then it was just a matter of weeks until the Shiva had multiplied enough to do its work. Along the way, people would pass on the Shiva through kisses and sexual contact, through coughs and sneezes. This, to had been proven at the Binghamton Lab. Starting in about four weeks, people would think themselves mildly ill. Some would see their personal physicians, and be diagnosed as flu victims, told to take aspirin, drink fluids, and rest in front of the TV. They would do this, and feel better-because seeing a doctor usually did that to people-for a day or so. But they would not be getting better. Sooner or later, they'd develop the internal bleeds that Shiva ultimately caused, and then, about five weeks after the initial release of the nano-capsules, some doctor would run an antibody test and be aghast to learn that something like the famous and feared Ebola fever was back. A good epidemiology program might identify the Sydney Olympics as the focal center, but tens of thousands people would have come and gone. This was a perfect avenue for distributing Shiva, something the Project's senior members had determined years before-even before the attempted plague launched by Iran against America, which had predictably failed because the virus hadn't been the right one, and the method of delivery too haphazard. No, this plan was perfection itself. Every nation on earth sent athletes and judges to the Olympic games, and all of them would walk through the cooling fog in this hot stadium, lingering there to shed excess body heat, breathe deeply, and relax in this cool place. Then they'd all return to their homes, from America to Argentina, from Russia to Rwanda, there to spread the Shiva and start the initial panic.
Then came Phase Two.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Johnny_Gruelle
- by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 12:27 PM Pacific-timezone USA Wednesday 07/08/2026
