a letter to my cult recruiter

I wrote a post, https://jeraldblackstock.ca/wp/2019/02/13/social-anxiety/  about how I was groomed from birth, (part of a future publication on my deprogramming from the abuse of the cult recruiters of Yasodara Ashram), by a narcissist borderline personality parent, which made me a prime target for the cult recruiters, Sylvia Hellman and Susan Oughtred. Using the narcissist stare, these two emulated a mothers love, that unblinking bonding look a mother has for her child, and like my own mother,abusively used it for purposes of manipulation and creating life long dependance. 
Those gentle affirmations I saw today in your video on the Ashram site, that you are never quite good enough, but by buying more courses and donating more labour…..
Anything that puts a person down in this way is an abuse.
Any person who categorically dissects a person as being ‘unworthy’ is an abuser.
Any system (such as Kundalini Yoga) which does the same is fascist as defined by Dr. Albert Ellis. (https://jeraldblackstock.ca/wp/2018/03/21/the-case-against-religion/)
Susan, I saw your video, on the Ashram site telling people that they were losers, and they should send more money and give up more of their lives, to become people of self esteem, as defined by you.
This is a formula as old as time to manipulate with fear, obligation and guilt. Simply put, it is a carnival trick to sell snake oil. It goes like this:
1. You are broken, unevolved or whatever. Anything that starts with ‘you’ then describes you negatively is an abuse. 
2. I’m going to fix it.Yoga courses or whatever the snake oil du jour is. That’s the power imbalance of the abuser proclaiming her enlightenment or some such magic that you don’t have because of your brokenness. 
3. It’s going to cost you money. This is where they start raping your bank account, like any good con artist. 
4. You have to keep coming back. That’s the abuse of dependency creation, the money shot as they say. The reason you have to keep coming back is that it doesn’t work. 
In fact, as any ruthless leech knows, the victim gets sicker of course, and eventually either dies, I almost suicided, or gets deprogrammed at the hospital where this is well known, as I was. The treatment is to start seeking evidence for your beliefs that you have been programed in: that you are a broken loser. There never is any evidence.
In fact the health system is the opposite of an abusive cult like the Ashram. Doctors seek evidence, they are evidence based. They really like it when you don’t come back. It’s called a cure. In my country, initiated (there’s that word) by me and my friends in the Liberal party, this treatment is free. 100%
In contrast, your ‘treatments’ (leaching of time and money) cost a lot, hurts people, and they don’t work, based on evidence. They are extremely authoritarian as well, an attempt to keep control of inappropriate self sacrifice such as giving up sex and other fundamental needs which is commonly demanded. People who don’t get their basic needs met for communication, companionship and sex become anxious, and the yoga woo woo is a good distraction from anxiety, but not a cure. In fact the distraction from the induced extreme anxiety feels so good it gets called a spiritual experience or enlightenment. Extreme authoritarianism used to induce this anxiety is also known as fascism. (What was it that Sylvia Hellman did during the second world war in Germany to survive? Another friendly fascist?)
People who don’t get their needs met for communication, companionship and sex become anxious, and people who stay anxious long enough became depressed, and people who stay depressed long enough suicide. All rolled up in a mother’s love, the narcissists stare.
So, this is fair warning, I will be writing and publishing on cults and deprogramming, and how I almost died, using my experience with your organization, and you, in classes for several years at Radha House. My art site just past a million views, my work on my publisher’s site just passed 3 million views, my google reviews just passed 11,000 views. In the last six months.
In a alternate universe Susan, we would have been friends and lovers, a great match in so many ways. Two artists, romantics, who love our cats Dear Jethro, Dear Leopold, and many other compatibilities, our love for music and dance, and for each other, for example.
These were the very things that made us vulnerable to charming, manipulative, competitive, jealous, cult recruiters in the first place. We were starting to bond as humans do, so Sylvia Hellman sent you to Germany, to get you away, she had plans for you as a recruiter, your desires and your life didn’t matter, she planned to suck your very life away for her purposes. I didn’t matter either, fortunately as it turned out, I couldn’t recreate a mothers love as well as you, and that is the bait on the hook. 
Who says the hook doesn’t hurt the fish?

JeraldBlackstock dip. (Alberta University of the Arts), BFA, CPF.

www.jeraldblackstock.ca   

Who Says the Hook Doesn’t Hurt the Fish?

I am reluctant to date again, even a coffee date until I feel certain I’ll be able to detect all the warning signs. This is understandable. After being burned that badly, of course you don’t want to go through that kind of soul sucking, gut wrenching, heart breaking, mindfuckery ever again.
I can’t get together for lunch, she said, over a year ago, I’m very busy right now, overwhelmed. We are all busy, I thought to myself, you just said I’m not a priority.
This was after being bombed with attention by her, constant daily emails of concern and what turned out to be false empathy, done for the sake of looking good. Overvalue, undervalue, dump, smear campaign, an ancient protocol.
Boredom set in and she was off to a new ‘adventure’.
She didn’t care what she caught, she was addicted to fishing.
Who says the hook doesn’t hurt the fish?


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Social Anxiety

There is a grandiosity and arrogance that says that I can have an effect on anyone’s choices. People make up their own minds. When setting boundaries with narcissist and borderline personalities, the response from them has always been to call me abusive. I call bullshit. According to Dr Tara J. Palmatier they are manipulating with fear, obligation and guilt.
“Bullies, narcissists and borderlines, whether they’re female or male, experience other people’s boundaries as a form of control and being held accountable as abuse.” – SHRINK4MEN

This has been a recurring scenario in my life in the past 15 years. I left a 9 year live in relationship with a narcissist woman, who was due to get Huntington’s Disease, who had found me by hunting for a nurturing unassertive guy, to be a primary caretaker when her disease kicked in. She waited till we bonded before she told me of her genetic future, the hook well set. Essentially, after I began to learn to set boundaries through the counsellors while attending art school at this time, her increasing response was that I am an abusive man, and eventually she ordered me out of the house, (similar to what my seriously disturbed mental health patient mother did when I was 14 testing adult limits). She went online hunting for another nurturing guy. She was coached by her long-time ‘friend’ (isn’t there always a ‘friend’ hanging about), an industrial psychologist named Fred Alder, who was also a cult recruiter and groomer, a.k.a. ‘minister’, for their Science of Mind church. Fred moved in shortly after I moved out, having left his wife recently under shady circumstances, involving getting caught having sex with my partner as it turned out. They had been at it for years, one of many affairs for my partner who typically bored easily, unable to deepen a relationship, but good at faking it.

After I moved out, I went to the hospital and found a family therapist, Dwayne Johnston, and an entire psychiatric staff to support and educate me. I was devastated, racked with guilt and shame, seriously depressed. I had been crying for six months with frustration. It turns out that I had been this way since birth, raised by a narcissist, borderline personality mother, groomed from day 1 to be her little adult-child caretaker. I had been repeating this scenario over and over with my choice in women. All of this is very common, the therapist, Dwayne, spotted it in 5 minutes, and the deprogramming education began, and continues today.

There were a series of books, Feeling Good by Dr. Burns, which led me to discover the cognitive therapies’ originator Dr. Ellis and REBT, whose base philosophy, Epicureanism,  I now use daily as a lifestyle to manage my emotions about life’s random and not so random events.

The hospital could only give me 10 sessions with Dwayne, and my issues didn’t require hospitalization treatment, I mean that’s how common the devastating effects, and treatment for recovery of narcissists victims are. So I sought a private cognitive therapist, Dr. Deb Dobson, an expert in anger management, since I was still convinced (programmed) that I was an angry abusive man, and she began to deprogram me from that self defeating idea for which there was no evidence. Frustrated yes, but with a lifetime’s ability for high tolerance of it, the key to success in any endeavor. It turns out that the notion, you MUST be ‘nice’ (unassertive) was used to manipulate me with guilt and obligation and fear by my narcissist parent and subsequent lovers, then the spiritual cult recruiters, my alternative strategy to daily pot use for anxiety, encouraging my self downing  and self hate for their purposes of fostering dependency. Encouraging anxiety as it turns out, then offering distraction for temporary relief: prayer, meditation and sex. Since we can only concentrate on one thing at a time, it’s difficult to be anxious when you are getting your brains fucked out or what have you. A temporary respite used to create dependance, instead of a cure. This had been going on through the church and my homelife and relationships of choice, since birth.

It turns out that the ‘cure’ is being rational. Is there any evidence for my self downing belief, and if there is, what strategy will I put in place to live with the situation or change it, and finally, what good can I make of this situation.

I was a victim of psychological slavery using fear, obligation and guilt. The main three notions that all people use to upset themselves were nurtured and encouraged. These people were well educated and used this abuse with intent, whether it was to secure a future primary care giver, or in my Yoga world, to get free labour and secure funds.

Dr. Dobson started with a book of strategies, to teach me to talk to people who scared me, so that now I am more able to be self helping by talking to strangers and asking for what I want. The biggest business deals and the the greatest love affairs all started with small talk between strangers at some point. Asserting Yourself, a step by step how-to-book. Very Cool.

I started with my coffee shop of 15 years, Cafe Beano. A meeting place for artists of all kinds, but it had recently (2007) changed hands, and started to go downhill, the music becoming loud and intrusive, among other things. In my assertive training book I learned that I have the right to get what I pay for, and I was paying for coffee and conversation. So I began to practice my techniques, and respectfully but persistently ask for the music to be turned down (ironically called the broken record technique.)

I was eventually and predictably thrown out. Told never to return. I wasn’t being ‘nice’, in fact, I was even called abusive, the usual smear campaign, and told there were customer complaints because I had recently taken up photography, and was capturing their cups, for all the world to see. Perhaps I was capturing rich closeted conservatives meeting their gay lovers, who knows. Dr. Dobson told me to expect this, and not take on too many situations at once, it’s kind of devastating getting used to rejection and takes time.

So here I am 12 years later, setting boundaries and asking for what I want, the only difference is now I am doing stroke recovery as well, I walk with aids and my speech is slurred at times. Narcissists are bullies and seek victims who can’t readily defend themselves. Consequently I have recently been dumped several times by folks not used to being stood up to by their victims that they hunt for and prey upon. These include the manager at the Eddie Bauer, Chinook mall who kept walking away from me mid sentence, apparently the attention span of narcissists is lacking, they get bored easily, and when I expressed my preference to finish my sentence, that was called abusive and I was banned from the store. The local gym, Repsol, banned me and threatened police action if I returned when a staff member walked into a private conversation between me and another stroke victim and was asked politely and assertively to come back later, ( I thought I was having a stroke event ) even then she ignored us and kept intruding, demanding attention like any 4 year old. Her pre-emptive move was to complain to management that we had abused her somehow by asserting our right to not be intruded on in a possible medical event. Gyms are narcissist hell, well, this one is for sure, complete with naturopaths and yoga woo woo. Namaste eh?

According to Dr Tara J. Palmatier , Boundaries Are the Best Protection Against Narcissists, Borderlines and Other Predators. And she is correct. This is the wolf’s bane, the garlic necklace to repel these leeches that prey upon us nice nurturing folks with round open honest faces, They are seeking to suck us dry of our time (our very lives) and money. Just mention evidence based psychology to your local minister, swami or similar cult recruiter and see them head for the hills, name calling as they go out the door.

This is typical narcissist behavior: overvalue, undervalue, dump then smear. For example, both the occupational therapist, and the Eddie Bauer store manager, used a lot of sexual innuendo and physical closeness in the overvalue flirting stage. Being well trained, and ill, I didn’t respond in kind, besides I wanted shoes and therapy, not sex. When I trotted out the dreaded ‘I prefer’ statement, such as, “I prefer to keep this on a professional level, I’m uncomfortable with your leg rubbing mine”, this was responded to by, “I’m the only neuro driver examiner for the hospital in southern Alberta, (a lie), you’d better get along with me (undervalue), or you will never drive again (dump).” I received my driver’s licence last week after a successful exam with a different therapist but I spent an uncomfortable anxious 4 months waiting for this to resolve itself, I was so nervous I only received a borderline pass, and I’ve been training professional drivers as a day gig my entire life.
The Eddie Bauer manager called me abusive and threw me out when I said I
preferred to finish my sentence, I but didn’t elaborate on the fact she constantly bent over and exposed her breasts as a seduction (overvalue) for sales technique. She constantly walked away in mid sentence (undervalue), it was when I spoke up that I preferred to finish my sentence, that I was smeared as abusive then dumped and thrown out of the store.

I doesn’t matter if it’s your church or coffee shop or gym, narcissists go to these places hunting, using charm, often sexual promise, as bait. When you refuse to be charmed by a stranger and keep your hand on your emotional wallet, and your penis in your pants, saying those hated words of self respect, I prefer, they get the message real quick. I try not to let the smear campaign as they go out the door, sting, in fact this deprogramming and information is a good technique for how to take the major sting out of this kind of loss, realizing that even high functioning narcissists and borderline personalities, like my assigned psychotherapist and occupational therapist at community stroke recovery, have no empathy, tend to fake it well, but really hate me for my empathy because it makes them look bad for not having any.
The community psychotherapist, a self proclaimed adult child of narcissistic parents, overvalue stage was to attempt to create emotional intimacy and sympathy by sharing that knowledge of her life. Essentially I was to care for her not the other way around. Her undervalue was to start shitting on my use of Dr. Ellis’ evidence based techniques (narcissists hate evidence) as passe and the dump was saying she would have none of it, she was a relational psychologist. I was in and out the door in 10 minutes, her screaming in the background, like any 4 year old. I had told her I found her abusive, and left.

Don’t even get me started on the Foothills hospital, that entire health system of evidence based medicine that I lived in for 6 months, day and night, is a coven of conservative Catholic cult recruiters preying upon the vulnerable and their families. The hurting overly dependant kids who have lost parents being a sexual predator specialty of record.
God is healing you, the nurse said (not most folks, just me was the seduction overvalue). Oh, where was the the fucker when I had the stroke? Asleep at the wheel? Filthy looks of hate (under value) and nurse abandoned patient was the dump.
I approached another nurse, James, wondering how do I deal with this brain damaged guy in my room, he was really angry and scary. James said that when he had these questions he asked his lord Jesus Christ. It was only after I was attacked, the trigger being I talk too loud, that his meds were adjusted and he was sent to the dementia ward for temporary storage.

Dr. Burns is his book, Intimate Connections, suggests that getting used to rejection is a necessary life social skill, we attain it by talking to strangers and asking for what we want then getting rejected. Social anxiety didn’t seem to ever go away, but it lessened, and I sure had a lot more fun than when I isolated. I felt safer knowing to expect the random leeches and how better to dislodge them. This self respect and self care has helped immensely.

Dr Ellis takes it one step further in his book, The Myth of Self Esteem. If I have self esteem I can lose self esteem. His simple and elegant solution is to dump the notion of esteem of my characteristics, because it is conditional and they can change in a moment, a stroke for example where one loses function. Better to do what I can to recover, say from a lost arm and leg, then ignore it, and focus on my strategies for satisfaction. I may not have as many choices but I still have some. This is self acceptance. So I lived in hospital dodging narcissists (they are everywhere) and spent each morning in the coffee shop, writing with my left hand on a tablet, doing REBT  self help forms and creating a blog which became my book. After I read The Myth of Self Esteem in 2007 I wrote a poem:

A Real Treasure

There is only one of me.

I am a unique individual, one of a kind.

Therefore I have value,

Whether I am young

Or old

Fat or thin

Tall or short

I accept myself as a unique work of art

Vastly interesting

Fascinating

Endlessly changing

Person

Of limitless possibilities (I think of Steven Hawking, wheelchair bound, immobile, scientist, professor, husband and father if I happen to contemplate my `inability’ to create satisfaction in my life)

Because:

I am always in this process of change

Therefore:

I cannot be a finished perfect ’Anything’ (Insert label here [if you must])

This imperfection (by definition) has no bearing whatsoever

On my `value’ or `worth’

I have value or worth because I am a unique one of a kind piece of very fine constantly evolving art that has perhaps not existed before and perhaps may not again

And in my mind, so are you.

So I take pleasure in you, simply because I want it,

A real Treasure.

Blackstock ‘07

Well, it’s been a year out of hospital. I met a woman yesterday, a lifetime adventurer, trail runner, olympic class rower, ocean kayaker. It’s been like that, how will I challenge myself today? First it was getting out of bed and getting to the toilet. Then doing that unaided. The more you attempt, fail, and attempt again the more you can do. I love to challenge myself. The other way of looking at fear (terror on a bad day) is excitement. Recovery days are cool, I love to hang out and read. This is based largely on the philosophy of Epictetus around 2,000 years ago: “Men are disturbed not by events, but by the views which they take of them.”
I rented a special needs car for today, left foot accelerator and left hand spinner on the wheel, -30 snowing and I’m going to the mountains, me and my camera, to see if I can.
12 months ago the neurologist fired me, explained the freaky injury in my brain with a shrug; it’s life dude. These people don’t do guilt obligation and fear, these are not new age leeches after all. His nurse had asked me questions about what I can do, took measurements of range of motion, and pronounced that I had what they call a slight handicap. What? I can’t use my right arm and hand and can barely walk, I was sort of outraged. She said in our world that’s slight. Oh. I thought of colleagues in hospital who will never eat again, or speak, or remember. The movie Groundhog Day is based on a stroke event in a way, people asking me the same question every day, forgetting the answers of yesterday.
It’s all in how we look at things…
The mountains are my symbol of excitement in the attempt, the accomplishment is the journey, whether from the bed to the toilet, or the house to the mountain top, this is my strategy for satisfaction today. I have learned to rate that, and leave myself unrated. Self esteem is the worst disease known to mankind. This is the real recovery, the body takes care of itself.

Cloud Gazing

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“The I Ching (Classic of Changes or Book of Changes), also known as the Yi Jing, Yijing, or I Ging, is one of the Five Classics, the fundamental books of Confucianism. It is over 3000 years old (the symbols used in divination are over 5000 years old), making it both one of the oldest surviving books in the world, and one of the oldest forms of divination. It is by far the most popular spiritual resource and oracle in Asia, and has a growing following in Europe and the Americas based on its uncanny ability to provide detailed insights to those who study it carefully.”  http://www.facade.com/iching/

“The I Ching or Book of Changes is an ancient Chinese text used as an oracle to find out the answers to troubling questions such as “what does the future hold for me?” The book consists of 64 hexagrams, which is the number of possible combinations of pairs of three broken or unbroken lines (trigrams).* The lines represent the two primal cosmic principles in the universe, yin (the broken lines) and yang (the unbroken lines). The trigrams represent heaven, earth, thunder, water, mountain, wind, fire, and lake.

The meanings of the hexagrams were divined many years ago by Chinese philosopher-priests in tune with the tao (Chinese for path or way). They consist of such bits of fortune cookie wisdom as: “If you are sincere, you have light and success. Perseverance brings good fortune” Or, “the superior man discriminates between high and low.”

One may consult the I Ching by flipping numbered coins and adding up the numbers to determine the hexagram. Another method involves dividing up bundles of yarrow stalks.

Carl Jung saw the I Ching as exemplifying what he called synchronicity. Others might see it as exemplifying our ability to create significance from ambiguous data with vague and ambiguous language”.  http://skepdic.com/iching.html

Much as the art world marketers seek to create significance with vague and ambiguous language about visual data. AKA cloud gazing in one form or another.

Groundhog Day Abandonment

REBT Self-Help Form

What is the situation that you are upset about?

     Answer: Had a cabbie who was angry and demanding, my response was typical post stroke, unable to speak well and very emotional. I later called the dispatcher who was skeptical, both he and driver manipulating with fear anxiety and guilt, threatening to call Access and through implication that I would lose my Access privileges.

What are the unhealthy negative emotions that you are experiencing?

     Answer: anxiety, hurt, guilt.

What self-defeating behaviors would you like to change?

     Answer: self downing and withdrawing from Checker and Access services, and other other places that require being assertive to ask for what I want, like the restaurant.

What demand are you making about the situation?

     Answer: I must perform well or I am an inadequate worthless person

     Dispute: Is there any evidence that I am inadequate and worthless because I had a stroke and I really feel things, not easily shrugged off??

     Rational Belief: There is absolutely no evidence, it’s simply part of recovery of an injury

What are your new healthy negative emotions?

     Answer: sadness, annoyance, disappointment, concern

What are your new self-helping behaviors?

     Answer: I spoke to the access supervisor, who validated my concern, I can’t make others angry, that is their choice. And their consequences. Found a nicer restaurant where they take the time to listen to me.

Groundhog Day

Ok what does this remind me of? Constantly being dumped by my parent for sure, someone who is supposed to care for me, one who can’t totally care for himself.

Feb 1972, all my roomies moved leaving me with a big place, added a roomy, Ken McKasgill, from volunteering at the drug centre, but I worked too much to be available as he wished, so he moved. Also had a bad serious cold, as I had recently, driving Yellow cabs my first taxi job. Friends abandonment at a  Vancouver trip  at xmas. David Derbis wrongly accusing me of screwing Cath there, making it so uncomfortable, Gudrun grudgingly bought me a train ticket home,  F.O.G. ( Fear Obligation Guilt) all around. Drove taxi NYE very ill very cold, overindulged in feel good behaviors: smoked a lot of dope ate poorly, got evicted as Yellow gave me a .46 paycheck,  my sister wouldn’t let me sleep on her couch, my brother quit taking my calls, Gudrun fucked John Eastland, I left the relationship heartbroken..

Self helping actions I took at that time

Got a new apt, moved in,

Applied for E.I. even though the cab company said I was a contractor and got it, the cab company was fined for income tax evasion.

Found a new job driving ,made new friends, more money, however the guilt and depression, kept me from happiness and satisfaction with life.

Eventually I landed at Killarny taxi, due to the narcissism of Donny, my taxi employer, who abandoned everybody, including his daughter, a recent friend of mine, who will abandon me soon if she hasn’t already, bored like her Dad, and finding no more use for me.

Killarny was bought by Al, with his wife’s money, who saved him from whoring and drinking it away, before he eventually died young. I worked there off and on for 20 years getting dumped regularly and hired back, the narcissist creed, overvalue, undervalue, dump, rinse and repeat. My recreated family, a place I knew how to survive in, but at the cost of always waiting for the other shoe to drop, which it invariably did.

The last time they fired me, I went to art school, got an education and created a career for myself. I still used transport as a backup transitional needs job, and eventually as full time income in courier, I liked it, the money was steady, I worked alone.

I had a stroke when I was 64, a serious one, but experiencing a good recovery, expecting a good outcome, finding myself taking my old taxi companies’ cabs, part of handicapped Access, and experiencing how they inflict their fear obligation guilt of their dysfunctional family on the handicapped, through their drivers of choice.

So here I am feeling like I am back in that old place, overly involved in that family cab company threatened constantly waiting to be fired.

So I called the Access lady, a supervisor named something like Ashlynnd, and she was so cool, she said I couldn’t make the driver angry, if he treated me with anger, and threats, it was a customer service failure.

A management failure, a training failure. I have an injury I’m not supposed to be 100%,  I’m not always at my best. That’s why they gave me Access in the first place.

I don’t have secret mind powers that control the driver’s choices to abandon their training.

That they work in a dysfunctional family dynamic, where they are threatened, harassed, poorly trained, whatever, is really none of my business.

I no longer need to be enmeshed in anybodies dysfunctional family, theirs or my original one.

I fired them long ago, for cause; abuse and abandonment.

I see no reason to hire them back due to their lack of qualifications.

I will assert, accept and tolerate, and often, enjoy the drivers until I am more recovered, able to take the bus or get a car.

Goodbye to My Guitar


Hi Eric

Long time no see!
The reason for contact is that I’ve suffered a stroke and can no longer play the guitar. It’s for sale a 2000 Taylor 510 dreadnought. Taylor made it for me and shipped it to Calgary when I complained that Long and McQuade’s salesman had sold me a used as new. They fired the salesman and made me a guitar, just for me. It sounds beautiful. Lovingly maintained by Chuck Shiflett guitars, he repaired a crack in the front, put in a pickup, and upgraded the tuners, set it up for bluegrass. Original hardshell case, comes with a tuner and capo, and a pro music stand. Also a twice used Fender acoustic amp. The works for 3 grand.
Please spread the word? I hate to see it go (seriously) but I could use the money and it doesn’t fit in with my new life.
Thanks in advance
Say Hi to Sue for me
Kind regards

Why I Don’t Do Art Galleries

In the Victorian era of my culture, the family idiot, the result of inbreeding and a very small gene pool of the ‘proper society’ was shuttled off to the monastery/nunnery, with a healthy endowment. These funds came as result of the owning of cotton, sugar and slave plantations worldwide by the imperialistic Brits and protected by the Royal Navy.
These days the monastery/nunnery is replaced by the Art Collage. That is If the family has enough money and political influence for the student to get accepted with their portfolio of miserable daubs ripped from their mothers fridge. In my home of Alberta, Canada these funds come from the billions of the oil resource business. This guarantees the family idiot an MFA, gallery representation, and a teaching gig.

  • I must be liked and accepted or I am no good. That’s why it is impossible to teach art. The student is only going to make the art that his circle accepts in order that he be accepted.
  • The students’ circle of family and friends is fascist: others must do the right thing or they are no good.
  • Drug and alcohol abuse is prevalent as life must be easy and convenient or I can’t stand it.

Therefore: Anxiety Rules
So when anxiety rules, there can be no creativity. Fear gets in the way of innovation. In the Royal Navy of the 18th century a sailor or officer was keelhauled for committing an innovation.
In today’s commercial gallery, you only get accepted into the stable of artists if you bring family and friends to buy your crap.
Your crap is rubber stamp art of that which your instructor at school suggested and then passed you on, in order to keep his job.
This becomes your work. For life.
Boring, mundane, and profitable for gallery owners. Art which looks good in the halls of the oil company. Good means ‘nothing to grab attention and hold the eye’.
Wallpaper essentially.
The opposite of engaging.
Thank God For The Internet.


Driving Again

Driver Fitness and Monitoring Main Floor, Twin Atria Building Room 109, 4999 – 98 Avenue Edmonton, Alberta T6B 2X3

January 21, 2019

Jerald W Blackstock

RE: Alberta Driver’s Licence Number: blah blah blah

Dear Jerald Blackstock:

This will acknowledge receipt of your driver’s medical report on January 18, 2019.

Based on the medical documentation submitted, I am pleased to inform you that I have granted approval for your continued operation of a motor vehicle in the Class 5 licence category with the Condition Codes A (adequate lenses), Q (airbrake endorsement) and S (school bus endorsement) with an expiry date of September 2, 2024.

Please present this letter to any Alberta Registry Agent to have your driver licence term adjusted to your birthdate in 2024. Your cooperation in attending to this matter on or before March 18, 2019 would be appreciated.

Please be advised that registry services may be denied if this letter is not presented as verification of this decision for processing your licencing services.

Please keep in mind that should you experience any changes in your health that may affect your ability to drive safely, you are required to notify this office.

Thank you for your patience during the review of your file. If you have any concerns regarding this matter, please phone me, toll free by calling the Government Rite Line at 310 – 0000, then dial my phone number at

   

Yours truly,

Reviewing Officer

Driver Fitness and Monitoring

Katie Melua On the Road Again. – YouTube

Well, I’m so tired of crying
But I’m out on the road again
I’m on the road again
Well, I’m so tired of crying
But I’m out on the road again
I’m on the road again
I ain’t got no woman
Just to call my special friend
You know the first time I traveled
Out in the rain and snow
In the rain and snow
You know the first time I traveled
Out in the rain and snow
In the rain and snow
I didn’t have no payroll
Not even no place to go
And my dear mother left me
When I was quite young
When I was quite young
And my dear mother left me
When I was quite young
When I was quite young
She said “Lord, have mercy
On my wicked son”
Take a hint from me, mama
Please don’t you cry no more
Don’t you cry no more
Take a hint from me, mama
Please don’t you cry no more
Don’t you cry no more
‘Cause it’s soon one morning
Down the road I’m going
But I ain’t going down
That long old lonesome road
All by myself
But I ain’t going down
That long old lonesome road
All by myself
I can’t carry you, baby
Gonna carry somebody else
Songwriters: based on Tommy Johnson’s 1928 song “Big Road Blues – https://en.wikipedia.org/…/On_the_Road_Again_(Canned…

Graphic Design

I like design that isn’t grid based, so that means its organic, so that means its reduced to one of the fundamentals, so that means it’s an abstraction, emphasizing one element and reducing the rest. Grid based organization of pictorial elements is fascist and over authoritarian, such as ‘best practices’ nonsense for web and print design…such as typing in this little box…