Saturday, December 29, 2007

OSAMA BIN LADEN IS DEAD ACCORDING TO BHUTTO

November 2, 2007, Benazir Bhutto was interviewed by Sir David Frost. During the interview she mentioned that Osama Bin Laden had been murdered by Omar Sheikh. She said it so casually as though everyone knew it was common knowledge. Why didn't Frost ask her the obvious follow-up questions to this statement? Am I the only idiot out here who missed the news reports of his death?

Osama Bin Laden was killed years ago [Benazir Bhutto]



Wednesday, December 19, 2007

OUR GREAT HISTORICAL DOCUMENTS ARE FALLING INTO PRIVATE OWNERSHIP by Steve Savage "King of the Beasts"


The Magna Carta
"...here is a law which is above the King and which even he must not break. This reaffirmation of a supreme law and its expression in a general charter is the great work of Magna Carta; and this alone justifies the respect in which men have held it." -Winston Churchill, 1956

Sadly, a 710 year old copy of the Declaration of Human Rights, known as the Magna Carta, the most important document in the world, "the Birth Certificate of Freedom," bearing the seal of King Edward I and dated 1297 - the version that became part of English Law - was auctioned Tuesday, December 18, for $21.3 million.

It was bought by David Rubenstein of the Carlyle Group. Yes! That Carlyle Group.

Until a few days before its sale, it shared space at the National Archives in Washington, D.C., with the Declaration of Independence and the U.S. Constitution, the two documents that drew upon its principles.

The Master Copy of the document, sealed by King John in 1215, is unable to be located, but other copies exist. However, only 2 are held outside of Britain: the Australian government has a 1297 copy, and Rubenstein's, which is also a 1297 copy.

David Rubenstein's copy is the only one in the world that is held by a private citizen.

Perhaps if the War continues long enough, Mr. Rubenstein will be able to amass enough funds to purchase the remaining documents in the National Archives, the Declaration of Independence and the U.S. Constitution, for a complete matching set.

Saturday, December 15, 2007

GOD BLESS YOU AND KEEP YOU SAFE, MY "DANNY BOY"

This song has many interpretations.

For me, Danny, it's about you, my beloved son, going off to war and me waiting for your return.

Because you were named after your eponymous Welsh Great-Grandfather, Daniel Burch, and chose as your Confirmation name, "David," the patron saint of Wales, I thought it only fitting that our greatest Welsh singer, Tom Jones, sing this to you. God Bless you and keep you safe, my Danny Boy.


"Danny Boy"

Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer's gone, and all the roses falling
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.

But when he come, and all the flowers are dying
If I am dead, as dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.

And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me
And all my grave will warm and sweeter be
For you will bend and tell me that you love me
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me.

Saturday, December 08, 2007

Caleb's Piano Recital at Lynnhaven Mall, Virginia Beach, VA

This is my 6 year old grandson, Caleb, from whom, one day, I am certain, the world will see great accomplishments.

Caleb's Piano Recital at Lynnhaven Mall, Virginia Beach, VA



Photo: Caleb's Mom and Dad, my first born son, Edward James Anton and wife, Deborah. Ed is Minister of the Hampton Roads Church, Virginia Beach, VA and Author of "Repentance: A Cosmic Shift of Mind and Heart." Debbie is a Pediatrician whose practice is also in Virginia Beach. They have 3 sons: Zack, Chase, and Caleb; and daughter Lindsay.

"REMEMBER PEARL HARBOR" by Steve Savage "King of the Beasts"















Oh, is the anniversary of Pearl Harbor here already? It comes and goes so quickly and without much fanfare these days. No longer politically correct, you know, to appear patriotic when immersed in a sea of hodge-podge humanity who cannot, nor will not, remember that they are Americans. We mustn't offend our former enemies who are now our current creditors. Better not fly the Flag at half-mast either. Someone might notice. "Wouldn't be prudent."

The wars our forefathers fought for the very survival of America are no longer celebrated as great victories for liberty and freedom; nor are our heroes glorified for their bravery and courage. The emphasis on World War II history is now on racist internments of Resident Aliens and the segregation of Blacks in our military.

Napoleon said, "History is a set of lies agreed upon." How true that is. Our educational system is effectively eliminating America's past. What was once deemed important, is now unimportant; the once relevant is now irrelevant. Fact has become fiction; fiction fact, myth legend, and legend, history.

Our Founding Fathers, if they happen to appear in a textbook that has not been redacted to exclude their mention, are not portrayed as the great men they were, but rather, as slave owners.

Thomas Jefferson is characterized as, not only a slave owner, but also, as the adulterous, incestuous child molester of Sally Hemmings, his slave, and wife's half-sister.

Very few stand out of respect for the National Anthem anymore; fewer still salute the Flag - more symbols of racism, I suppose. We celebrate KWAANZA and Hannukah by allowing their religious symbols on municipal property, yet will not hesitate to prosecute anything that even remotely smacks of Christianity.

I really don't know how we devolved into the divided, Balkanized America we've become, but it seems to me that the America we once knew, who "lifted her lamp beside the Golden Door" and cried out: "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free," is no longer a "Melting Pot," but, rather, is rapidly becoming a "Rotted Stew."

Sunday, December 02, 2007

"MEET MY TEACHERS" by Steve Savage "King of the Beasts"


Sylvan Scolnick aka "Cherry Hill Fats"

The Sanskrit term "Upanishad" literally means "sitting down beside." It is a term that defines the relationship between a Teacher and his Student.

Soon after my Cosmic Consciousness Experience of August 1973 I was "set" upon a Path of Esoteric Learning, in the Greater Philadelphia Area Classroom of the School of Life, to be instructed by Master Teachers in Arcane Knowledge.

These teachings have never been, nor ever will be, written or recorded.

Though my Teachers are no longer among us, many results of their lessons have been accomplished by unwitting countless thousands through the instructions of their Last Disciple who is writing these words.

The names of my Teachers, in the order in which I synchronistically encountered each one, received their instructions and moved on, are:

1. Larry Mullenhagen: He recited the words of the "Great Secret" to me that I had to commit to memory in one hearing.

2. W.W. Lassiter: By including in my instructions the mantra,"People respond to strength with admiration and respect; they respond to weakness with strength," he taught me to be "Strong" in all that I am.

3. Sylvan Scolnick aka "Cherry Hill Fats": Endowed with a mind of unbelievable intellectual capacity, imprisoned in a 700 lb. body, he possessed business knowledge that would "post-grad" both the Harvard School of Business and the Wharton School of Penn.

4. Carl Spaulding: He was the Flame to the Moths. He possessed a Power of Magnetic Attraction and Strength of Presence from which few could escape.

5. Lou Piazza: A genius of the highest magnitude, Lou was dyslexic, spoke in malapropisms, and his very being engendered antipathy, hostility, and false feelings of superiority in others. When one thought that he was outsmarting Lou, that was the moment that one was being outsmarted.

6. John Wright: A creative genius, wealthy beyond the wealth of all men because, metaphorically speaking, he held the Combinations to All Safes. The World was his Bank from which he could withdraw whatever cash he needed to satisfy his needs or whims.