A blood soaked Arthur IS RISING

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


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.


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.



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


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




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...


A blood soaked Arthur has risen

be aware

be very aware

total war
for total peace
is being fought

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

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

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

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
    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 saf

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.


Thank you.


the death threats start


Yea, just try... this soldier boy ain't so easy to kill.

Jason Pettus had to quit taking comments because of all the death threats. And he is not political..... he writes gen x romance/slice of life (x-rated, often... if his writing does not turn you on, you are altogether dead to the entire realm of the fuck) and high tech articles, and anything else he wants. JASON listens to no one, because no one is qualified to think PETTUS right now. There will be professors in the future studying this guy; I pray to all that is savage that I will have the blessing to be one...

He is one of those kids you love to hate... graduated from HARVARD at 10 months, graduate work at OXFORD, Doctorates at MIT by 3 years... then at five, he was at Disney world looking at a rather sad man in a Goofy costume and something broke inside of him; some control, some way of looking at things shattered; he found himself compulsively reading everything, trying to find answers to death, love, sex, hunger...He quit teaching and . . well, at five he read books and waited until he was of legal of age ... yes, he did, sure... and then he became a sexual adventurer/rec. drug user/and one of the most disciplined men I have ever seen.... he has over twelve books. He has one of the most popular sites on the web, where he explores his new expertise, second life. Would you skip food for three days to keep working? I bet you wish you had that kind of job. JASON PETTUS HAS THE BEST JOB IN THE WORLD -- CREATING THE FUTURE.

The death threats (three, one in the WASHINGTON DC area -- that is all I know) do not bother me at all. When someone challanges me, I fight... So as these trickle in, I have been laughing. I like challanges from weak headed enemies. Good practice at WINNING.

Like last night, on the train, some gang banger was cussing like all hell, and bitching at his pregnant wife. When I got up to leave, I told him, "You should learn to watch your mouth, you don't need to be cussing like that in front of real people."

He yelled to his buddies to help him, which pissed me off even more -- you know me, I once kicked four gang bangers asses at once without even trying. Most of them are pussies who get in that shit because they are afraid to fight alone. This one came up real close to me, our coats actually touching... I had my hands full of books and stuff, or I probably would have hit him. I tell him, "You are about to get your ass kicked and end up in jail." He says, "I'm a fully grown man," which he then basically repeated over and over as I kind of yelled in his face, "A man does not do this shit.

My crazed demeanor, the way I would not back down... scared his buddy... He grabbed his freind and pulled him away from me. I AM READY TO FIGHT. PERIOD. I JUST DON'T WANT TO WHEN IT IS UN-NECCESARY. I have a boxer's love of the fight, and their respect for worthy adversaries.. not that these sixteen year old kids with no muscles or fighting skills were going to be much of anything more than meat bags I would kick a few times before walking off...

I kept looking at the guys nose ring... I figured I could kick the dude behind me in the balls while grabbing his fucking nose ring and ripping it off. I was so ready for him to cross the line... I hate to say I love this shit.

Anyways, I could have easily gotten shot by these gang-bangers . . . as M. pointed out in a horrified voice once we were off the train. I told her, "No, they didn't look hardcore. I have met and respected many a gang banger-- these were punk wanna be's."

She wasn't comforted by my words... so I didn't add that I kind of beleive I am protected by a a sheild of savage grace that makes me brave and reckless... either that, or I simply do not fear death. I have spent a lot of time thinking about killing myself, so there is a death wish in there. Good. I want to welcome death when it comes.

His buddy, who
was a head taller than me, saw the warrior in me raging to get out and he became a scared kid. I am glad I didn't have to mess with him... These kids will remember this forever, as humans often do when they are rebuked. I do. I still remember a cop bitching me out all to high heaven for stopping on a cross walk. I do not do that shit now, and once found myself yellin at someone for doing so. I wish I could say we never need spanking, but so many of you do... me included (and not that way -- I have been with catholic girls who like all that spanking and crap; I just do not have that in me).

Anyways, I just want to come in here and say that I DON'T WANT ANY ENEMIES AT ALL.

I WANT to be the guy at the Peace Talks who gets to be the stoner cheerleader who throws in a quip to lighten the tension... or better yet, the joint roller at the party. I did that once, for a dealer, took his years worth of shake and just rolled and gave away joints all night. We charged a bit at the door, then gave away the weed and booze. I don't know if any money was made, but I sure had a good time... I can't say too much about this for security concerns, but boy... when the statue of limitations wears off, I can tell you the night of a thousand joints story...

The death threats... first off M. IS NOT TO KNOW. SHE ONLY READS WHAT I HAVE HER PRINT OFF, AND THIS WILL NEVER GET PRINTED. My MOTHER IS NOT TO KNOW, unless she happens to read this. MY MOM CAN KICK YOUR ASS WITH TWO SENTENCES, and she was president of the URW (united rubber workers, and yes the double entendre' on the shirts was fun as a kid), so she got a lot of shit from THE BIG BOYS. Mom used to scare them, until a divorce left her so broke that she had to give up the union to support her family -- she went management.

I used to hate her for that decision. Now my mom cooks for the homeless, runs food and pantries, takes care of hundreds of disabled vet's, making sure those in the hospital get a home made cake from her. She should be a rock star, a role model -- not some empty headed actress (not that I have anything against them, and not that I wouldn't like to be held against them... were I not a MONOGAMOUS MAN).

Yes, I have been getting death threats, and sex offers... guess those hot chicks really do come in out of the woodwork if they think you have a cool job in radio. Like I told M -- I am too old and in love and respectful of M. for my concept of satan to come on to me as a hot girl. I of course wish we had an open relationship, but I've had more than my share of women (over a hundred and fifty lovers) and NOW I PREFER to just be a guy with a girlfriend.

Should someone think it is best to shoot me, I expect this tribe to send M. money.... to take care of RUBY - DOG, AND KITTY-BUM. I MEAN IT. I will haunt you all. also, I want to be incinirated, then have my ashes put in a toilet at a party. Everyone should be forced to drink three beers, then the pisssing can begin. Once everyone has dribbled some yellow in with my ashes, I want to be flushed. I think this is very buddhist, in how it looks at death... something to laugh our way through, like most tragedies.

BY THE WAY --- I forwarded the death threats to A BUDDY OF MINE AT THE FBI (he knows Ted Nugent and if I should ever get cool enough, maybe I will get to kiss the ground the nuge walks on... or have him help us track these bleeps down and shoot an arrow up their ass).



I just don't like owning people, so i am sitting you free this time. EVERYONE NEEDS A LOT OF REPRIEVES, AND THIS IS YOURS... don't do this again, or I will release the dogs



WE MUST LEARN TO PRAY TOGETHER FOR A CHANGE. tHAT is why we need SOUTH PARK in the churches... the church has lost their moral compass. The new bible is being written all around us, and the pop culture professor's have been writing about the sacred text forever (starting in Bowling Green University, where I went to high school as a hipster/stoner/long haired guy at the height of short haired, izod wearing yuppie reagen clones,complete with a brain addling disease). Read Hunter S. Thompson for a morality update, dude.

Yea, there is a part of me that just wants you to try... I imagine that is the same gene that kept my family going off to war... well, that and the fact that only the first son got any property. So, the others went into monastaries, bought positions in the church or... went on these church sanctioned raiding missions among the heathens... as well as tried to make sure Christians could get to Holy places in the middle east. Sometimes they were seemed almost blood thirsty, but they were loved... there are letters in the book declaring my relatives kind and scholarly men -- I take the most pride in the monks, of course. I understand the monk gene best of all.

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