MY FACEBOOK POSTS ABOUT ISRAEL ARE BEING MONITORED... PROOF IN THE PDF

check out this image. it is a PDF i made of my facebook page when i tried to load this link: Al Jazeera English - Americas - New building clouds Israel-US talks the text in the body of my profile reads "This post is not available anymore."

i posted this article on my profile a few days ago and a discussion on the topic has followed in the comments. a friend posted a comment regarding an update on the situation in Israel and within minutes the post was unavailable to me or him (see picture). we were chatting with each other when we both realized it was inaccessible so it was not just a glitch in a single system. everything else on my profile was intact as usual... except this post had vanished from my wall and my list of recent posts on the left hand side of my profile. very creepy. after 15 minutes the post loaded again and had returned to my profile as normal. where in the digital wilderness did it go for those 15 minutes? ... i have no clue... but the timing was suspicious and leads me to believe that some sort of monitoring that disrupts the servers and facebook profiles is taking place on posts of this nature. this just happened in the past 30 minutes. i just wanted to make this post and share it with everyone as soon as possible so you can be on the lookout for other strange and suspicious occurrences.

smug is better than you

Proof is in the pudding-- and the pudding is only .99 cents at Ralphs.

A Recipe for the Disenfranchised

Following are a few resources I recommend. You can educate yourself, in most cases without even picking your fat American ass off of your rolly-office chair.


www.crimethinc.com

www.jornada.unam.mx (Spanish)

www.youtube.com (In this case, selectivity is key. Skip the dog on the skateboard, ignore the hot chick on webcam shaking her ass, and go straight to the good shit.) Try these searches: noam chomsky vs william f buckley jr; ralph nader; la vigencia del anarquismo

http://www.cnt.es/ (Spanish)

http://flag.blackened.net/

www.ballistichelmet.org/school

Free Dumb

As the holiday weekend's auto extravaganza sales fizzle and evaporate like so many fire works the past couple of days, I have come to truly understand what patriots mean when they defend this nation's greatness via the freedom it allows. This freedom, according to the marketing schemes running all weekend, applies to the following : freedom from high interest loans (on selected models) for up to 72 months, freedom to choose between no money down or cash back incentives, or the freedom to get entangled into a major purchase during this time of economic lethargy. According to telemarketing, Americans are free to continue to consume, consume and fritter away their meager earnings because, after all, it's in the name of Freedom. I mean, fuck, George Washington would be the first one to sign on the dotted line for a brand new Escalade because that'll certainly show spindly ol' King George.
This isn't news. Our "freedom" has been packaged and sold to us for a lot longer than this past weekend. What particularly bothers me, however, is how blatant the lexicon has become regarding the use of freedom and capitol. Have these two entirely separate idiosyncratic entities become so married that no one recognizes the irony behind a statement imploring citizens to "exercise their financial freedom with 0% APR"?
The cattle call of consumerism is American Free-dumb ; every fiber of Capitalistic Americana begins and ends with an insatiable desire for material goods.

The sound of greatness has descended upon our pierced eyes, now we must learn to hear. I can see it in the sun because someday I know we will all be hip hop stars. Grown down, not up, to smash the system like Kurt Cobain's guitar. It's raw, like a corporate sponsorship at a presidential election. Information has grown up to resemble a fucking NASCAR track. Stephen Colbert parodied this with one of America's favorite snacks. Even our poor are so fucking fat, our nation takes one and a half seats on British Airways. Fuck, get your red, white, and blue flabby ass out of my transatlantic airspace... my elbows need room to throw a fist in the air and your man-tits are worse than turbulance, I've got to hold up my fury and rage, I'm being blocked by fat patriots and Doritos ads. But thanks again for the inspiration today.

This has been a test of the not-quite-an-emergency-but-still-pretty-fucking-urgent blogging system. Brought to you by your not-so-local-and-very-pissed-off dissedents of SMUG.

From Salalah, Oman

Ma'a salaama