Long (boring) Travel Story Pt2

On 22 December 2001, London born radical Islamist and child of a career criminal, Richard Reid boarded American Airlines Flight 63 between Paris and Miami, wearing shoes packed with explosives, which he unsuccessfully tried to detonate. Passengers subdued him on the plane, which landed at Logan International Airport in Boston, the closest US airport. He was arrested, charged, and indicted. He is currently serving three life terms plus 110 years in prison without parole in ADX Florence, a super maximum security prison in Colorado.

This is why everyone has to remove their shoes at the airport. The wikipedia account of the incident reads like a comedy sketch

For over 20 years now, everyone who travels on an airplane is forced to take their shoes off because of this one low IQ idiot. Think about that for a moment, and then ponder the effectiveness of the TSA, who by the way, have never caught one hijacker or plane bomber since it was was created largely in response to the terrorist attacks of September 11, 2001 by George Bush. Whilst being mostly useless, and ineffective, unless you count the millions of harmless personal items they have confiscated, the unnecessary gropings and pat downs, the TSA has morphed into a gigantic government power trip. It’s a mostly now a humiliation ritual to remind everyone that the government can fuck with you any time they like. It’s also unavoidable, because people want and need to travel, and the monkeys who run it know that. It’s government tyranny and incompetent overreach in the name of “safety”.

Eight years after this incident, the “Shoe Bomber”, Umar Farouk Abdulmutallab, known as the “Underwear Bomber”, a 23 year old Nigerian terrorist, attempted to detonate plastic explosives hidden in his underwear while on board Northwest Airlines Flight 253, en route from Amsterdam to Detroit, Michigan. Jasper Schuringa, a Dutch film director, held Abdulmutallab down while flight attendants extinguished the flames. We should be grateful that these clowns at the TSA aren’t asking us to remove our underwear, which by their same logic regarding shoes, we should be doing. Of course they don’t need to do that, they’re electronically disrobing you with their “put your hands up”, full body scanners. Fuck these people. I wasn’t hiding a bomb in my Piggly Wiggly marmalade either, but it was confiscated nevertheless… what did I say? Double fuck these people.

We all know how that goes. We’ve seen the government attempting to keep us all safe by forcing everyone almost at gunpoint to take a “safe and effective” largely untested gene therapy shot, disguised as a vaccine. I don’t trust the government/big pharma complex any more. Not that I did much in the first place.

But back to Atlanta airport where we we stuck from yesterday. The flight to Newark eventually left about 5 hours late, I think. It didn’t matter though, the whole day was shot, and I don’t think I’ll fly out of New Jersey again, unless I really have to. The chimpanzees that the airlines hire to handle baggage, managed to smash the entire front stand off my bag somewhere between EWR and Mobile, but I forgot to mention that. I also managed to shoot a music video down at the Gulf Shores. I have never gone anywhere for just a “vacation”. I don’t think I’ve had such a thing as a holiday, since I was a teenager staying at my aunt’s house in Eden on school breaks, years ago.

Cocora Beach Eden I’ve been there a lot.

If you’re an ‘artiste’, an ‘auteur’, like I am, (or pretend to be) you don’t (can’t ) stop what you do. There is no rest for the wicked, so I’m always making a film to promote myself using the novelty of a different location where ever I go. Unless you want to become completely hidden from the world, like it or not, you have to consistently create visual content. Part of the luxury of having ‘no real job’ is not having steady paid employment, a retirement plan, a 401K, or even a guaranteed government pension. I don’t even have a record company to help me out. It’s just me. I haven’t worked and paid enough taxes here to qualify for anything like that. I don’t want the government’s money anyway, to be honest. That’s why my ‘job’ will never stop. I ain’t gonna retire ever. That’s just the way that it is. It’s like being on an endless train ride, or stuck at an airport where the plane never leaves. This is what hell is like, but it’s my hell and I’m used to it.

Anyway, I’m kind of bored talking about this. I while I wasn’t shooting video, or deliberately annoying everyone in my close vicinity, I was reading an interview Nick Cave did with some ‘journalist’ during Easter Holy Week. It seems Nick has started going to church. Not because he particularly believes in anything, but it’s so he can sit in a pew and “believe it or not”. His whole “oeuvre” seems to be based on whichever way the wind blows. I may or may not elaborate on that tomorrow. Who knows?