Prime's Worm Hole : The Bull Fight

Friday, April 09, 2021

The Bull Fight

I have been following the media reports of the Derek Chauvin trial in Minneapolis the last three weeks on the internet.

I have not watched any of the trial videos until last night, when I caught the testimony of the doctor who is stated by the prosecution, to be a "pulminary specialist."

The doctor was testifying conclusively for the prosecution, that George Floyd definitely died from a heart attack, brought on by lack of oxygen, due to Derek Chauvin putting nine minutes of pressure on his neck and depriving his right lung of oxygen. 🤔

This expert witness went on to dissect the time line minute by minute and demonstrate to the jury, how to massage their own necks to demonstrate pressure points.

Stating that he had watched the video hundreds of times to reach his conclusions.

Well of course he did. As he had to prepare himself for the predetermined assessment that the prosecution was seeking.

Very impressive.

However, the problem is and remains, Chauvin's actions may have accelerated and exacerbated Floyd's pre-existing medical conditions? But his cause of death was ruled and remains, death due to lethal levels of fentanol. Or as was stated by the ME? "Under any other circumstances, Floyd's death would have been ruled an overdose."

But have no fear America, the prosecution is in their evidentiary pile on phase right now.

They are bringing in all of their heavy guns of "expert" witnesses. Doctors, police chiefs and veteran use of force specialists, all testifying to seal the deal on a conviction that they know the evidence does not support.

Not for murder.

But this trial clearly demonstrates once again, the overall game plan when race is the driving force behind prosecutions.

Especially prosecutions of the police.

And just like the Rodney King case? If by some bizarre chance the jury does acquit Chauvin? Make no mistake, the feds will already have their indictment prepped and ready to pursue "civil rights violations."

And they will. Because that is how the game is played.

Police officers prosecuted in today's world? Are like sacrificial bulls at a bull fight.

They are bled extensively by the media coverage before they ever enter the courtroom arena of the spectacle.

The prosecutor arrives with their tightly fitted cloak of the law, while they entice and provoke their prey. For the theater of it all.

Then the dance begins. And as their victim races about, seeking an escape from their torment? The prosecuting Matador, entices and intimidates and spears the victim from behind the cape, with spears of vitriol and acrimony.

Wildly vitriolic accusations are hurled at their object of hatred. Furthering the crowd's anticipation of the kill.

The bull turns, bleeding, gasping, desperately seeking escape. But their is no escape. The verdict was determined before the spectacle began.

And so it is and so it will be with Derek Chauvin.

So the best case scenario of this drama has to be a conviction.

At least that way? Black lies matter and the other anarchist won't burn down America. Right?

But then again? These are the same people who burn cars, smash windows and attack innocent people when their NBA teams win a championship. 🤔

So don't get comfortable America. Because even after Derek Chauvin's head has been placed on a pike on Tower Bridge? The jackals will want more.

And the media and the socialist, egalitarian left will give it to them. They always do.

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Prime's Worm hole

This is a place for me to muse about the issues that affect our world. My world and my country and my life in particular. I can say what I want to here and those who may stumble across my musings, are welcome to comment,or not. America is under siege. Everything this nation has ever represented, is now being torn asunder and crushed by the onslaught of egalitarian socialism. All morals and social values have been devolved into the belief that systemic racism, is the only underlying cause or reason for any societal ills in America. And that representation, is nothing but a Trojan Horse argument. A means of getting the egalitarian camel's nose into the tent. And now that it has been inserted? There is mayhem and anarchy and burning and looting all across America. And the only questions that remains to be asked and answered? Are these. When is enough enough and when will the American people call full stop and take the law into their own hands, to repel this socialist based attack on the Constitution and our personal freedoms.

Thinking

It started out innocently enough. I began to think at parties now and then -- just to loosen up and be a part of the crowd.
Inevitably, though, one thought led to another and soon I was more than just a social thinker.

I began to think alone -- "to relax", I told myself -- but I knew it wasn't true.
Thinking became more and more important to me and finally I was thinking all the time.

I began to think on the job. I knew that thinking and employment don't mix, but I couldn't help myself.

I began to avoid friends at lunchtime so I could read Thoreau, Muir, Confucius and Kafka. I would return to the office dizzied and confused, asking, "What is it exactly we are doing here?"

One day the boss called me in. He said, "Listen, I like you and it hurts me to say this, but your thinking has become a real problem. If you don't stop thinking on the job, you'll have to find another job."

"Honey," I confessed, "I've been thinking..."

"I know you've been thinking," she said, "and I want a divorce!" "But Honey, surely it's not that serious." "It is serious," she said, lower lip aquiver.

"You think as much as college professors and college professors don't make that much money, so if you keep on thinking, we won't have any money!"
She exploded in tears of rage and frustration, but I was in no mood to deal with the emotional drama.

"I'm going to the library," I snarled
I headed for the library, in the mood for some John Locke. I roared into the parking lot with NPR on the radio and ran up to the big glass doors.

They didn't open. The library was closed.

To this day, I believe that a Higher Power was looking out for me that night.

Leaning on the unfeeling glass, whimpering for Emerson, a poster caught my eye, "Friend, is heavy thinking ruining your life?" it asked.

This is why I am what I am today: a recovering thinker.

I never miss a TA meeting. At each meeting we watch a non-educational video; last week it was "Porky's." Then we share experiences about how we avoided thinking since the last meeting.

I still have my job, and things are a lot better at home. Life just seemed easier, somehow, as soon as I stopped thinking. I think the road to recovery is nearly complete for me.

Today I took the final step...I joined the Democratic Party

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If you are able,
save them a place
inside of you
and save one backward glance
when you are leaving
for the places they can
no longer go.
Be not ashamed to say
you loved them,
though you may
or may not have always.
Take what they have left
and what they have taught you
with their dying
and keep it with your own.
And in that time
when men decide and feel safe
to call the war insane,
take one moment to embrace
those gentle heroes
you left behind.

Major Michael Davis O'Donnell
1 January 1970
Dak To, Vietnam

Captain Michael O'Donnell was lost in Cambodia on March 24 1970, while flying a UH1 rescue helicopter, trying to rescue an eight man LRRP team under attack in Cambodia. He was listed as MIA along with the eight he had attempted to rescue after his UH1 Huey was shot down by enemy fire. The official military report listed the eight as shot down 'non survivable' and 'non recoverable.'

Michael O'Donnell was submitted for the Congressional Medal of Honor for his actions that day. He was awarded the Distinguished flying cross, the Bronze Star, The Air Medal and The Purple Heart and he was promoted to the rank of Major (posthumously).

In 1978 he was officially listed as KIA by the Department of Defense.

A little about the philosophy of the author

The Borg Conspiracy is one man's purely pedestrian thoughts, independent musings and frequently cheeky commentaries...Mixed with an abundance of patriotism, love of God, and love of country.

My thoughts?

In my opinion........in another generation, all that will remain of our once great republic, may be little more than what is left to weather the passage of time in the form of a few obscure and forgotten monuments to the great American experiment.

If America should fail....let it be written as her epitaph.....died by her own hand. The greatest experiment in freedom ever undertaken, lost in the end to the pursuit of the illusion that egalitarian tolerance was more valuable than individual freedom.

Let us be warned.
Franklin, Payne, Jefferson. They all knew the consequences of the lack of vigilance and they tried to warn us. They gave us a document as our guide post. We were to guard it and revere it and use it to guide and govern our future and our posterity.

No one listened.