Two Revelations: Paul the Apostle

There are two things I am going to say tonight.  One is, without fear of endangering the equity of our house, Fayetteville has been three degrees hotter than any other city in North Carolina because of Cargill and DAK Americas.  Let's try to put this in perspective.  I respect Cargill as America's second largest private company next to the Kochs.  Given a comparison of the ethical values of each, I will side with Cargill.  I do not know a lot about them, but among many other commodities they manufacture vegetable oil is one.  They have a plant in close proximity to the Cape Fear River just like Chemours, Hexion, Goodyear, and Valley Proteins.  It is just over the Milan Yard railroad bridge on the mainline of CSX-T in Fayetteville.  When they are assembling trains in the Milan Yard, they are extremely close to the Cargill plant.  That is convenient, because largely the business they are providing CSX-T is exclusive.  I would not say the Milan Yard was built for Cargill, but it is convenient.  It is convenient for Fort Bragg.  It is convenient for DAK Americas.  Okay.  For railroads to operate they must have clients.  They have a client list, and I prefer the one on television.  Their client list is salvage metals, agriculture, animal feed, wood and wood pulp, chemicals, and many other things.  They supply aviation fuel to the aircraft at Fort Bragg.  That makes CSX-T a major player in the defense industry.  Ouch.  It has been three degrees hotter in Fayetteville the last few weeks, the hottest days of the year, because CSX-T has been assembling freight trains almost non-stop during a "peak" season.  I would guess polyester resin likes warm weather.  Grains grow best in warm weather, when there is rain or irrigation.  Both Cargill and DAK and the United States military are having a "peak" season right now.  President Trump is threatening nuclear war with North Korea, so the military is scrambling to deploy.  Peak activity.  Planes and trains.  Cargill is burping up vegetable oil in its Fayetteville plant, and DAK is churning up polyester resin for plastic bottles.  Freight train activity supporting these businesses has raised the temperature in Fayetteville three degrees above all other cities in North Carolina during the last few weeks.  How do I know?  I know because after living here for five years and being a sensitive intelligent human being, I have come to be able to discern these environmental effects.  It is not that difficult, if you pay attention to your senses.  While lying in bed this evening taking an after dinner nap, I as usual am awakened by pain.  For some uncanny reason all of a sudden I am in physical pain.  Only can I relate it to the Active Denial System manufactured by Raytheon for the United States military.  What is this?  It is a microwave driven non-lethal weapon intended to disperse unruly protests.  It functions by using a specific microwave frequency which penetrates human skin by about .4 mm.  A gyrotron is necessary to produce this energy.  When I am awakened in bed many times during the night, this is what I experience.  The weapon is transported on trucks pulling a trailer equipped with a prime mover to power the weapon.  Raytheon is quite proud of their accomplishment, although it seems it has seen limited use.  Why would I wake in bed feeling a similar sensation?  Enter the railroads.  While my ramblings against the railroads fall on deaf ears, because no one seems to understand what I describe, I can deduce the only other machine capable of producing this kind of sensation on an ambulant chassis is a diesel electric locomotive.  General Electric also is quite proud of their 30,000 ES44AC locomotives on the rails transmitting analytical data to their satellites.  If I am correct each ES44AC has a microwave transmitter capable of sending engine diagnostics to receiving satellites in the sky, our sky.  (but it isn't our sky anymore, is it?) (just like it's not our air or our water)  We have been purchasing clean water for years in polyester resin plastic bottles.  Once it came through our taps for free.  My question is why do Cargill and DAK get freight rail service at the expense of the quality of life of Fayetteville residents?  I assume like much of America manufacturing plants provide jobs for citizens.  Therefore we are forced to dwell in their refuse.  How many Fayetteville citizens are employed by Cargill at the Fayetteville plant?  How many Fayetteville citizens are employed by a Mexican monopoly at the DAK Americas plant?  Falling on deaf ears again?  Fayetteville has been three degrees hotter than other cities in North Carolina the last few weeks, because CSX-T has been assembling freight trains non-stop.  It begins at six a.m.  This is when I first wake in the morning.  The pulsating pressure wave jolts me from my sleep, assaulting my tactile sensations, and making me feel basically bad.  I ask myself, "Why while lying in bed sleeping, trying to energize my body's functions with rest, do I feel bad?  Where is that peaceful, relaxing, energizing sensation of rest?"  America has not had this sensation for a long time.  "Sleep is a rose the Persians say," says Clare Quilty.  As a population we have been battling lack of sleep for a long time.  This is the major cause of it.  Heat, atmospheric pressure, electricity, magnetism, and resulting pain are the causes.  My body often is racked with pain to the point that I must get up and shake it off.  More deaf ears?  The effects are cumulative.  It is not just one diesel electric locomotive.  It is dozens of them from different railroads operating at the same time in the same corridor, the Hog and Chicken Highway, the Strategic Rail Network, and the CSX-T mainline.  It is the Aberdeen and Rockfish trotting over to Fayetteville each day with their antiquated GP locomotives to harvest their bounty, then leaving taking it back to Southern Pines, an affluent golfing community.  It is Norfolk Southern, bringing limestone to the Fayetteville Block plant on Ramsey Street.  Mainly it is CSX-T operating with immunity, amassing their great fortune to qualify as a Fortune 500 company.  If asked they, like Norfolk Southern, would tell you they are clean and green.  A green locomotive?  I beg to differ.  That is one point.  Now for my non sequitur transition.  The "pop" groove is nothing more than a candid example of onomatopoeia.  Not the word "pop," although pop has its own analogies.  If one verbally were to mimic the "pop" groove, either with words or aural sounds, it would sound like sexual intercourse.  Thwucka thwucka thwucka.  I discovered the roots of this groove a few years back, and I have related it to porno music, but it didn't dawn on me that the actual rhythm of pop mimics a penis penetrating a vagina in a sloppy repetitive motion.  It reciprocates, in and out, with a sucking sensation on exit.  Thwucka thwucka thwucka.  This is nothing new, except that in America we have grown more ignorant and naive.  Try arguing with a stupid person.  It is pointless.  It will end up in a racist rally with Antifa yelling at disabled veterans!  Old school pornography, another lost pop art in America, used to recognize such a sound and rhythm.  I was driving in my mother's Honda CR-V back from Shelby listening to a rock station, when I realized this.  The songs were not complicated.  They were hung.  Rock production simply makes traditional band instruments big, loud, and powerful.  The drums become exaggerations of themselves by miking them, turning up the EQ, and running them through a huge PA system capable of filling a stadium.  If one were to strip the pop groove down to its core, a simply sloppy, untrained, finger flick with a pick, it would accomplish nothing.  It physically is not capable.  It is like diddling a clitoris.  Okay.  Nothing wrong with that, but this simple, unsophisticated, movement which has been transformed into musical glory really is nothing.  It is what it is, and that is mindless, uncontrolled, lust.  Thwucka thwucka thwucka.  It is how drunk, stoned, losers have sex after picking each other up at a bar.  Nothing wrong with that either, if that is what you want.  For the rest of us understanding, control, skill, and performances are important.  As a trained and educated musician I will not settle for such a remedial rendering.  Falling on deaf ears?  I write music which is rife with understanding.  It controls its own destiny.  It presents it own case.  It bows to no one.  Never will it ever submit to a remedial rendering of mindless glory.  The point is to own it.  Again we should own America by demanding something more of our pop music.  It is a festering example of squalor, selfishness, and ignorance.  Novice lovers, novice musicians.  Try something professional for a change.  You won't be disappointed, if you aren't stupid.