the elves attic

Gonzo journalism and fiction is a tricky mix.... Welcome to my razor's edge.

HELLO THERE...

I am an elf in the attic making mind toys with sharp edges; an educated writer who gets good reviews, who you can read for free in the rough form of first drafts on the web, or purchase in a book form.

The best soldier does not attack. The superior fighter succeeds without violence. The greatest conqueror wins without struggle. The most successful manager leads without dictating. This is intelligent non aggressiveness. This is called the mastery of men.

tao

Welcome to you, I am John Scott Ridgway, Novelist, Poet, Blogger, Radio and TV writer and actor... five books, also paint in oils and acrylics. I am poet warrior of sorts, a non violent radical, personally, though understanding of those who choose other paths IN THE EIGHTY PLUS COUNTRIES AT LAST COUNT THAT came in this blog ...

The predicted revolutions in the USA and around the would are going to

be violent in the next twenty years, is what the CIA says. I want them to stay peaceful, which is the only way to win this struggle between haves and have nots. They have more guns, we have more people,, and they include the mothers and sisters and brothers of the people they will ask to fight us.... I think they underestimate the police.

NEVER ACCEPT APPEASEMENT OVER JUSTICE. By any means necessary is the reality. . . the USA can be spared stupid wars, but other countries. . . need different solutions. . .

The number of Countries that have come in to have a look at this blog humbles me. Thank you very much.

NEVER UNDERESTIMATE HOW MUCH I DESPISE VIOLENCE

EXCEPT UNDER EXTRAORDINARY CIRCUMSTANCES BY

PROFESSIONALS, HOPEFULLY, like the police, military, etc...

understanding that violence is sometimes needed

does not mean I like anything about the sound

of fists hitting faces

Boxing is too much for me

make me feel like I am watching

dog fights with toothless pitbulls

"I am an artist first, and a politician second," as John Lennon said.

My intentions are to stop the violence from entering into

revolutionary wars

the CIA

predicts

will break out in the next twenty years all over the

world, including here...

But Ill tell ya,

if there is not some redistribution of

wealth here there and everywhere

WE WILL WITNESS THE HORROR

THE HORROR

OF WAR ON all OUR SHORES

My intentions is to keep these protests peaceful

so we can win

without bloodshed

Total War for Total Peace

Never incites violence

or destroys property

you should be able

to go to protests with strollers and babies

parents feeling as safe as the police

Now, poetry...

I am too far out into the battlefield to retreat. This CHARGE is win or die...

PROPHECIES OF ECSTASIES AND HORRORS

A blood soaked Arthur has risen

be aware

be very aware

total war
for total peace
is being fought
HERE

THERE will be many ways to die
and only one to live
give and give and give
until the worlds downtrodden and oppressed
can begin to forgive
before things get bloody and ruthless
My Peace sign shot full of holes
and my reason ignored
drowned out by the roar of machine guns

You cannot break the golden rule
all the time and not expect
consequences from nature
mankind

we will fight for our right to thrive as well
we do not accept your sentence
to poverty so you can earn more
by shipping the factory off to China
WE ACCEPT NO CHAINS...
BREAK THOSE WE HAVE
COME RUNNING FOR OUR OPPRESSORS
WHO THE HELL WOULDN'T???

nothing this mindgame in america can do to us
can destroy this thing inside that yearns for freedom
enough to die in the name of JUSTICE
generation after generation
from time
immemorial

No more hyper-reality FOR US. We have already spent too long in an oasis of belief where nothing is wrong, folks... Now, we must face this was all a mirage... and try like hell to get out of this desert... or resolve ourself to the fact that we will leave our children to starve in the barren sands.

There are better ways to defeat an enemy than an outright fight, especially if you are vastly outnumbered, like the Elite. MSM PSY-WAR allows them to control our actions through our thoughts, and basically stop our FORCE from activating. I am not saying we should fight just because we can win, I am just saying we should fight before we lose, if no other option is left us.... because a world is at stake.

You are a spark in dry timber, stopped from becoming a roaring flame
only by -- YOUR OWN DISBELIEF IN YOUR POWER TO IGNITE...They SET UP LAWS THAT ALLOW THEM TO STEAL. MURDER. BRAINWASH THEIR CRITICS. We must begin to feel challenged now to stop them. Or WE WILL LOSE EVERYTHING. PERIOD. THE SKY, OTHER SPECIES, OUR WATER... OUR MINDS. No more hyper-reality for us... too long in that oasis where nothing is wrong folks... we must face this is all a mirage.
OUR LACK OF RESOLVE TO CHANGE OUR WORLD MUST PUZZLE THE GODS THEMSELVES.... how can we be this collectively dum? And if we are....then the brains will be looked to as potential saviors.... when all too often they are just psocyo-paths and stooges and scared folks under the gun who are ALLOWED to CON EVERYONE... FOR THE GOOD OF A

A cruel slap woke me to the PAIN
at the moment of birth;
My first cry was NO
buried in unintelligible screams.
I am a man now.
Now I catch your hand and break all the fingers.

the promise

You must be whoever the enemy fears the least
or fears the most.

No other position is safe

da general

Welcome to the spark that inflames TOTAL WAR FOR TOTAL PEACE.

I am too far out into the battlefield to retreat. This CHARGE is win or die...

THE ELVES ATTIC is stories, poetry, essay's, peculiar events in my life . . . oil painting, articles.

Your patience for bearing with me on my first drafts is a much appreciated kindness. Your worldwide interest is my muse . . .Lately I have been writing a book called Gangsta General x, about a revolutionary in the USA, who is fighting to keep the revolt peaceful as things spin out of control in the states after a famine gets the populace hungry enough to change their society once and for all....

HOW TO USE THIS BLOG: There is a black and white jukebox in the right column that you can shut off, or find songs on.... To listen to the COMEDY SKITS FROM THE SHOW PEACE AND PIPEDREAMS... turn off the black jukebox, and turn on the Green one. I play Moon Bong Haze and Jesus...

I have five majors, five books, two tv shows, a radio show, 76 countries at last count on this site alone, and over a million online readers to my credit. I can't thank any of you enough for all of your help and encouragement over the years; the favors and aide that has been offered me, the trust in my leadership... you are all SACRED TO ME ... even you folks I tend to hate.

TOTAL WAR FOR TOTAL PEACE -- Thank you especially. Your sacrifices live on. I salute you... and SWEAR ON THE GODS OF MY FATHERS THAT WE WILL TRIUMPH AND YOUR DEATHS WILL BE PAID FOR IN BLOOD AND TREASURE.

Thank you.

2007/02/25

I called up old Charlie Estevez --

that's Sheen to you people who are not in the Biz. "Charlie," I said, "What's with these divorce proceedings, man... I mean, crack, whores, child porn, sure, whatever.. but man, now she is saying that you won't use coasters?"

"That is a fucking lie!, " He screamed, "I goddamn well love coasters!!! I am using fucking three as we speak." He was using a voice that I recognized as his meth--crack--wanking while he talks on the phone voice.
"They are saying you spent ungodly amounts of money on some hooker."
"Who hasn't spent fifty grand on hookers during a crack binge? People who can't fucking afford it, that's who."
"Well, they are the ones who are judging you. Perhaps if they could afford it, you're saying, they would..."
"Dam right. Bastards and bitches... I am a fucking king!!!"
"They're saying that year in aa was all a sham, that you are pilling out from the net, and...."
"And as far as the pills go, man, I am doing some serious fucking art on Two and a Half men, and sometimes I need something to take me to that special place. I'm like Morrison in concert, man, except with a kid. What you think of that kid, he's kind of cute, isn't he? I mean, if you were a fag, or liked em' hairless. You ever been to Thailand?"
"No. So you did spend all that money on hookers?"
"I love my hookers. You can get em' all to shave for five grand. Hell, I am a fucking King!! Like I told that skank who whelped my two lovely children through her aids frothy, worn out old cunt. Shit, I left some bets like an hour ago that were supposed to come in thirteen fucking seconds ago!!! What the fuck am I paying that damn bookie for? Shit, did I drop some crack in here once? I think I did. I'm going to check the entire carpet... wait, no you do that. Get the fuck on your knees bitch, and while your down there... call me daddy, okay? I'll pay you five hundred bucks. Cool."
"Charlie, we're talking on the phone."
"Wait, who is this?"
"Dude, I was calling up to ask about you pushing your wife around and basically threatening her life, in front of your daughters."
"That's balls, man. Big fucking balls...That's what that is. I told her, you leave me, you won't live to enjoy it... "
"But Charlie, you are such a fucking pussy. You only took up acting so your tough routine would stop everyone from kicking your crusty come licking, me-me-me-centered, prick sprewing puss headed mentality.... In fact, when you add in the 9--11 crap about the buildings being blown up by the fucking CIA and Bush, it makes me wish some spook would stop by your fucking hollywood bungalow and tell you just what they think of your fucking theory... Quit that fucking whimpering and crying."
"Man, I shit and pissed myself ... three times. Second time I thought it was just a fart, but no... third time, that third time, I knew it was goddamn turd and I couldn't gather the will to stop it from coming out."
"That's it... You know what? You are too fucking scummy to go on the psycho killers shit list... you would actually make the whole list smell too much like puss spewing veneral diseases. I can take a little of that smell, but you are just... I can smell that shit over the phone now, Charlie."
"I think I dropped some crack in here. I checked for it yesterday, on this meth trip, for about ten hours. I should have kept looking because it is so there. Would you kneel down and look..."
"Once again, we are talking on the phone, I am not there and that lame crack head blow job line is never going to work on me."
"Aren't you a crack whore?"
"No."
"Then why the fuck am I... you a bookie, got me some xanax, or anything else useful to me???"
"You are really giving crack smoking, whore and child fucking gamblers with out of whack egos a bad name, Charlie."
"I'm sorry."
"Eat your own shit or I am going to fly out there and kick your ass!!! Do it you bastard!!!"
"Yuck.. wait, this is.. uhmmm... oh, yea..."
"Okay, stop it!!! Stop it!!! Oh, god, after just talking to you I have to burn off my top three layers of skin with a bic lighter. . ."
"Hey, Emilio, come in here... I think I dropped some crack in here..."
"Arrgghhh!!!!"