Månedsarkiv: august 2019

The Summer Cabin – Charles Lamb – Johanne Louise Heiberg – Rudolf Schmidt – Proust

Today is Tuesday, and it’s nice out there! This Sunday, i.e. day before yesterday, I had the great pleasure being invited by my old friend J.A. to join him in an outing to his summer cabin a few miles west of Greater Copenhagen.

His cabin is on a plot of land taking up more than one acre, and the house is brand new with all reasonable amenities.

We breezed out there in his sleek BMW and stayed for about five hours.

There is a small lake on the parcel, and most of the plot is surrounded by old, real tall treas. You might perhaps regard it as a very large voliere, sort of? Except there was absolutely no birds; nil! Which frankly surprised me somewhat.

However there were lots of frogs and some insects, although perhaps mostly wasps? But it again begs the question – why no birds?

After 2-3 hours of mowing the giant lawn and all, we had one or two hours of leisure.

J.A. – like most of my old friends – is an avid and gifted amateur photographer, whence it pleased us both to inspect my ‘new’ Canon 20D digital SLR, that i had just bought that Saturday for a very reasonable 75 Kr ($10), without the lens (Note 1).

The flea-market seller insisted it was working all right. But after having charged the battery at home it turned out it didn’t; although after having manipulated the wheels and buttons and controls it slowly came to life again, and is now working fine. Probably a case of a bit of dirt and other coatings on electrical contacts.

The day was a great opportunity to get lots of real fresh air down into your lungs; also I got a chance to drive a tractor mower and push another, smaller specimen of that particular race.

I missed the birds, however, and I learned I should probably never buy a summer cabin for myself. Because I’m afraid I’ll much rather sit in my dusty and cramped living room reading books than on a tractor mowing lawns?

That same night I had a lot of quite muddled and disorderly dreams, which surprised me slightly. I mean, after having absorbed all this fresh, oxygon rich air, you would expect your spirits to have become more sound and healthy than the other way around?

One short dream stood out, however. I dreamt I was helping J.A. pulling up weeds around the hut. But the weeds were trying to pull me down into the ground with them, instead.

This strange dream has made me wondering if the sinister party that torched J.A.’s old cabin half a dozen years ago (Link 1) might perhaps have cast a hex on the place – just for good measure? Also I noted that J.A. seemingly didn’t enjoy staying inside the cabin at all.

At any rate I’m not sure I should accept another invitation to visit this cabin, even from friendly and always helpful J.A.

Yesterday the books in the Dutch book sale in the HeiligGeist Church Community House are 25 Kr each ($4). I bought a handfull, among which:

1. THE MEMOIRS OF ERNEST A. FORSSGREN – PROUST’S SWEDISH VALET. Edited and annotated by William C. Carter. Yale University press – NewHaven & London, 2006. 164 p., illustrated, hardcover & dustcover. In condition like new.

From the dustcover:

‘The memoirs of Ernest Forssgren (1894-1970), the young Swede who served as Marcel Proust’s last valet, provide new insights into Proust’s life and death.

‘Previously, Forssgren’s memoir has been published only in excerpts, in French, with serious omissions and alterations.

‘To have this memoir and the ancillary materials made available is important for Porust scholarship, and of considerable interest for a general public endlessly fascinated by Proust.

‘It should also attract those interested in American immigrant history and sociology, and those who enjoy variations of the ‘upstairs-downstairs’ theme.’

Here’s a specimen quote from page 84/85. Sorry, it’s not from his Paris days with M.Proust, but from his arrival in NewYork in April 1915:

‘It was the day after landing in NewYork and time to look for a job. I had been told the best place to get work in private service was the Seeley employment agency on West 52nd Street.

‘I had the same luck there as I had when I first arrived in Paris. I was sent to interview a Mrs. V. who lived in a mansion only a few blocks away.

‘She belonged to NewYork’s top 400. By a strange coincidence she knew Prince Orloff and had been entertained in his palace in Paris.

‘She was pleased with my very excellent European references, but remarked how badly I spoke English; so she switched to French which was as bad as my English, as far as the accent was concerned.

‘If I was satisfied to take the position at $50 per month and ‘all found’, I could start the next day, to which I agreed.

‘She rang for her butler, an Englishman, of course, and told me I was to address him by his surname J. according to English custom. I had been engaged and would he please show me my duties.

‘He was the typical English gentleman’s gentleman of impressive appearance. He was my height and yet was able to look down on me, which he did by the simple expedient of tilting his head backwards and looking down his nose.

‘The effect awed me to the point I wanted to address him ‘your majesty’ or at least your highness, but to call him plain J., I couldn’t think of it, at least I couldn’t settle for any less than Mr. J., rules or no.

‘He told me of my duties and finished by saying: ‘You speak English very badlai’, for which compliment I thanked him, but he did not catch on – what englishman could? ‘You must improve quicklai as you will be required to answer the telephoun and receive guests.’

‘He introduced me to the footman who had ushered me into the presence of the lady of the house, a pleasant appearing young man, a Scotsman, and I felt we would get along well.

‘He showed me my room which was very nice, and gave me some pointers about the rules of the house and told me I had to address the butler and ladies’ maid by their last names.

‘He showed me the help’s dining room which also served as the help’s sitting room. He introduced me to the ladies’ maid who was having a cup of tea. He had warned me I had to be especially respectful to her.

‘It seems she had been the personal maid of the ‘Duchess of Uppermost’, of London and Kent. She was frightfully upperty. I was thinking that something of the Duchess must have rubbed off on to her, a more duchessy lady I had never seen.

‘How could I call her just plain H.? I decided as for the butler and the ladies’ maid, it would have to be Mr. J. and Miss H. A more ducal pair I never saw.

‘They had their own little dining room, the three of them, Mr. j., Miss H., and Mademoiselle. They could not be expected to eat with the common servants. They were waited on by the kitchen maid the same way as the employers were waited on by the butler and footmen.’

2. THE ESSAYS OF ELIA and the LAST ESSAYS OF ELIA. & MISCELLANEOUS ESSAYS & SKETCHES. (2 Vols.) By Charles Lamb. With an introduction by Robert Lynd and notes by William Macdonald. Illustrated with photogravures and drawings. London, 1929, J.M.Dent and sons. Hardcover, full cloth. The cloth bindings just a tad shabby, but inside both volumes almost like new.

Here are a few highlights from my ‘Readers Encyclopedia’:

Charles Lamb (1775-1834), Eng. essayist of the romantic period. His essays known for their humor, whimsy and faint overtones of pathos.

He was also a perceptive critic and wrote in a vivacious, ideosyncratic style.

Much loved for his personal sweetness and good humor.

Being a stammer he couldn’t qualify for a University position and worked as an accountant for the East India Co.

Here’s a specimen from vol. 2 (above), p.160 – the sketch ‘Charles Lamb’s Autobiography’:

‘Charles Lamb, born in the Inner Temple, 10th February, 1775; educated in Christ’s Hospital; afterwards a clerk in the Accountant’s Office, East India House; pensioned off from that service 1925, after thirty-three years’ service; is now a gentleman at large, can remember few specialities in his life worth noting, except that he once caught a swallow flying.

‘Below the middle stature; cast of face slightly Jewish, with no Judaic tinge in his complexional religion; stammers abominably, and is therefore more apt to discharge his occasional conversation in a quaint aphorism, or a poor quibble, than in set and edifying speeches; has consequently been libelled as a person always aiming at wit, which, as he told a dull fellow that charged him with it, is at least as good as aiming at dulness: a small eater, but not ((small)) drinker; confesses a partiality for the production of the Juniper-Berry; was a fierce smoker of tobacco, but may be resembled to a volcano burnt out, emitting only now and then a casual puff.

‘Has been guilty of obtruding upon the public a tale, in prose, called Rosamund Gray; a Dramatic sketch, named John Woodvil; a Farewell Ode to Tobacco, with sundry other Poems, and light prose matter, collected in Two slight crown Octavos, and pompously christened his Works, tho’ in fact they were his Recreations; and his true works may be found on the shelves of Leadenhall Street, filling some hundred folios.

‘He is also the true Elia, whose Essays are extant in a little volume, published a year or two since; and rather better known from that name without a meaning, than from anything he has done, or can hope to do, in his own.

‘He also was the first to draw the Public attention to the old English Dramatists, in a work called ‘Specimens of English Dramatic Writers who lived about the Time of Shakspeare’, published about fifteen years since. In short, all his merits and demerits to set forth would take to the end of Mr. Upcott’s book, and then not be told truly….’
(Charles Lamb, 10th Aprilo, 1827)

Finally yet another 75 cent book from the previous sale in the HeiligGeist Church House, this summer.

3. HAANDTEGNINGER. Af Rudolf Schmidt. 1881, København, 431 p. Bound in plain half-cloth.

For me it’s not the 11 novels in this small volume that’s interesting. It’s the authors incription on the titel page: ‘Til Fru J.L.Heiberg’.

And although hardly anyone nowadays has ever read or just heard of the author, Rudolf Schmidt (1836-99) many, or even most Danes will still know Mrs. Johanne Louise Heiberg (1812-90) by her name and profession – the famous actress. Here are a few highlights from her biografy in my Dansk Biografisk Haandleksikon (from the Danish):

Born i Copenhagen in a home of small means, that suffered much during the English bombardment of Copenhagen a few years before she was born.

Her father was reportedly rather weak, whence her vigorous mother took over; she even held open an inn during the summer season in the amusement park on Dyrehavs Bakkerne North of Copenhagen.

Not yet 11 years of age Johanne performed for the first time on the National Theatre in Copenhagen in 1823, and the following year as solo dancer.

In 1829 she was appointed Royal Actress at the Royal Theatre in Copenhagen and especially in the 1840s and 1850s she became the driving spirit of the Danish National scene.

Only certain women figures by Holberg and in particular Oehlenschläger’s Nordic lasses she did not master, reportedly.

From 1867 she jobbed as instructor but from 1874 she retired altogether from the scene, after having served it with an excellence as nobody before her.

She also was a giftet writer, particularly her letters and memoirs are noteworthy.

Among her less admirable qualities was her difficulty accepting anyones right to be hinting her not being the greatest. Nevertheless she was regarded as one of the greatest Danish women through the ages.

In 1831 She married the equally famous Danish author Johan Ludvig Heiberg (1791-1860).

I wonder how many books from her personal library are still extant?

Here a few highlights from Dansk Biografisk Haandleksikon’s biography of Rudolf Schmidt:

Born in Copenhagen as the son of a poor cobbler family. He was supported by friendly mentors, f.i. the redoubtable literary critic from the newspaper ‘Fædrelandet’, Clemens Petersen.

In the academic battles of the 1860s about the relation betw. faith and knowledge, idea and reality he advocated the philosophy of Rasmus Nielsen against theology (Scharling) and freethinkers (G.Brandes) in a suite of spirited and cleverly written articles.

He was one of the editors of the journal ‘For Idé og Virkelighed´(1869-73) and he here wrote another suite of valuable pieces.

He also wrote poems, stories and plays. While travelling in Europe in 1880 he began writing novels, the first volume of which was HAANDTEGNINGER (above).

As translator he introduced Walt Whitman into Denmark. Finally he wrote valuable articles of literary critique.

He appeared concurrently with Georg Brandes but ended up in bitter opposition to this great Danish critic, who eventually overshadowed him.

I’ve tried reading a couple of the novels in HANDTEGNINGER, and no doubt Mr. Schmidt had a supreme command of the Danish language. But I have to once more admit that fiction is simply not my cup of tea, whence I see no reason giving my opinion of one of more of the novels.

Note 1.
The Canon Eos 20D was introduced in 2004 as a medium priced option. Costing almost $2000 (in Denmark) it sported still useful 8MP but only a 1,8″ display (that’s almost useless in bright light outdoors). It’s a rather heavy camera but like all Canon digital cameras I’ve ever tried or heard of – old or new – it makes beautiful colours.

Link 1.
Småting og bagateller (2)

(27./Upd.29.Aug.2019)

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Madame de Staël – Proust – Russia’s Rockets – CIA’s Hit Teams (upd.)

(Update 14.Aug.2019) *This morning early in the A.M. had a clairvoyant vision of meeting my niece in the courtyard of my (now deceased) uncle’s farm. Nothing out of the ordinary, of course, – except she was obviously quite dead!

In an earlier post I’ve commented on threats like that (Link 1, whence I quote):

* (23.7.2019) This AM in clairvoyant vision saw my niece hanging with her head down. Obviously the DeepState psychos plan to perhaps have her kidnapped?

> The DeepState power brokers are in fact Robots! (link 2) – and love to have their SecretService kill or torture the completely innocent! Why? Because it makes the Robots feel superior to humans. Humans have empathy and cannot kill or torture the innocent!

Like expanded upon in another post (link 3, quote):

The main provenance and venue for dissemination of amorality (evil) is now probably the worlds Secret Services. They’ve managed to assume supreme power all over the world as their evil masterminds have – without too much trouble – managed to convince gullible parliaments everywhere, that the world will go under if they are not allowed to operate in total darkness, without any oversight by parliament and constitution whatsoever.

These SecretServices are arguably behind nearly all acts of terrorism in the civilized world? They are generally controlled and led by left-brain dominated entities (‘Of the Left Path’), more correctly described as psychopaths – or robots – rather than humans.

They have no ‘human feelings’ (empathy) whatsoever; in this respect they are handicapped vis-a-vis less degenerate humans, and surely they feel this handicap intensely.

This keenly felt inferiority complex makes it important for them to kill, torture and harass as many as possible; and in particular killing, tortureing and harassing the innocent make them feel superior to humans. This is because humans have emphaty and thus cannot kill or torture the innocent.

It’s this type of entities that now are the supreme leaders of the (western) world and leading us directly into the abyss.

Due to their inferiority complex robotic types of men have an extraordinary urge to climb to any leading position whenever possible. But sadly – they are ofcourse without any compass at all to successfully be at the helm and take care of the most important duties as leaders; destitute of any moral compass they can only lead you into misery and ultimate destruction.

From the dustcover of whistleblowing Mossad-agent Victor Ostrowsky’s book ‘The Other Side of Deception’ (N.Y.,1994)(note 1):

“Certainly it’s message is too chilling to be ignored: Should the world’s most famous intelligence agency continue to enjoy freedom from government oversight, it will ultimately threaten us all”.

Finally a few notes on why it’s so important just now to kill, kidnap or harass myself (or my extended family or friends).

Firstly: The US-SecretService/CIA want me on their plane back home (in a coffin) – but perhaps mostly by request of IL?

Second: Mossad is hardly amused by me elucidating on the possible, perhaps very successful attack on Russia’s missile program?

Third: Putin and his SecretService Directorate (or is it perchance the other way around?) is hardly amused by me pointing out their common predicament of allegiance? And there is such a thing as the Russian Mafia (often called the Kosher Nostra?) said to work closely together with Russian SecretPolice?

Fourth: We have already a few years ago seen how closely Mossad works with the Japanese Jakuza (link 4). Which part of the then Danish Government made the deal ‘with-the-devil’ (CIA/Mossad) alluded to in the linked post, ofcourse you don’t know. If it perchance should turn out to be one of the two leading entities in our new government, then the Danish Govt. might hypothetically feel an urgent need to have me silenced?

But which party of these may at present present the largest threat, of this ofcourse I know nil.

Here’s what I wrote yesterday (slightly expanded):

(13.Aug.2019) Today is Thursday and although it’s a bit on the soggy side in the streets here in downtown Copenhagen, ofcourse I had to take a quick look inside the HeiligGeist Church Community House.

This is because a new Dutch book sale just opened, and even though the price today is 80 DKr ($12.50) I didn’t resolutely enough resist the book-worm’s urge to buy a handful. Here’s a couple:

1. MISTRESS TO AN AGE. A Life Of Madame De Staël. By J. Christopher Herold. London 1958/1960. Readers Union. 486p., Hardcover and dustcover.

Here is what the publisher says on the dustcover flaps.

‘Germaine De Staël was the first woman of Europe during the cataclysmic eruptions of the French Revolution and the Napoleonic wars.

‘It is a rueful measure of her greatness that her own voice was heard above the roar.

‘Germaine demanded of life that it satisfy her virile thirst for glory and her feminine yearning for love. But love and glory became inextricably intertwined in her mind.

‘Her marriage to the Swedish Ambassador, de Staël, had the cognizance of Marie Antoinette, Louis XVI, Gustavus III of Sweden and William Pitt, and made her a Baroness.

‘Of her five children only the first, with any certainty, could be considered de Staël’s.

‘Talleyrand was probably the first of her lovers, Narbonne, the Minister of War, another; Benjamin Constant she held captive the longest, but a complete list of those whom she loved (they were as often concurrent as successive) would include many of the most profound political, literary and philosophical minds of her time.

‘Passion and intellect, drama and, often, comedy are intermingled in Madame de Staël’s life. In this outstanding biography, Mr.Herold has succeeded in presenting all the contradictory facets of her personality, her thought, her behaviour and her impact on her time.’

There are ten, all highly positive, reviewer’s opinions on the back of the dustcover. Her the last one:

‘Mr. Herold is the ideal biographer, sympathetic but ironical, admirable in his descriptions and summings-up, equally at home with the politics, literature and personalities of the period.’

And finally, here the first paragraph of the authors preface:

‘This work is not offered as a ‘definitive biography’. In the first place, despite the impressive literature and documentation already published on Madame de Staël and her friends, a still larger mass of material remains unknown; in the second place, definitive biographies can be written only about people who are quite dead. Sometimes, to be sure, they still show some feeble signs of life, but the definitive biographer gives them the ‘coup de grâce’.’

From the text of the book, here a sample quote (p.286):

‘When the French invaded Switzerland in 1798, Bonstetten emigrated. He had begun a lifelong friendship with Frederika Brun, the Danish poetess, in 1791, and it was at her house in Copenhagen and at her country seat, Sophienholm, that he spent the years 1798-1800.

‘Married to a rich philistine of a merchant, Frederika cultivated her frustrated sensibilities by taking opium and writing poetry. Overwrought, sentimental, platonic, and three-quarters deaf, she regarded herself as a poet of genius.

‘Her house was a literary centre; Oehlenschläger, the future national poet of Denmark, made his debut there. Under Frederika’s influence Bonstetten began to write in German, which he had nearly forgotten. He returned to Switzerland in 1801, was nursed back from a near-fatal sickness under the care of Necker and Madame de Staël, and then proceeded, as Sainte-Beuve puts it, to rejuvenate.

‘Madame Brun appeared in Geneva at about the same time. On her first visit to Coppet she arrived at dawn, was overcome by the splendours of nature, burst into a quotation from Ariosto, and sent to bed by Germaine. She was a frequent guest from 1802 to 1810, bringing Oehlenschläger and the German poet Matthisson in her wake.’

I’m sure the book will be a valuable addition to my small collection of books on and by the French.

2. A PROUST SOUVENIR. By William Howard Adams. With Period Photographs by Paul Nadar. London, 1984. 128 p., hardcover with dustcover.

This is a beautiful book, with an interesting text and beautifully printed photographs by Nadar. Here is what they say on the dustcover flaps:

‘Like all novelists, Proust nourished his creative fancy with a rich diet of fact, and a variety of fact for which he had a voracious appetite was the photograph, especially portrait photographs.

‘Not only did photography have all the allure of newness, but from the outset it was seen to offer a startling potential for revealing previously undisclosed or unspoken qualities of character.

‘In his eagerness to redeem the past by reconstructing it imaginatively, Proust often rummaged through his vast collection of photographs as a stimulus to his memory.

‘You could see’, his housekeeper wrote, ‘that his thoughts were following a kind of underground track, as if he were organizing everything into images before putting them into words.’

‘Thanking the Marquise de Brantes for the photograph she had sent him, Proust declared that his own ‘imagination’ would retouch it ‘to the point of perfect resemblance.’ ((As an old photography buff I would say, that was funny!))

‘In Paris in the ‘belle epoque’, debate and speculation raged in society circles, and has continued to this day, as to the identity of the real people on whom Proust based his characters in ‘Remembrance of Things Past’.

‘Embarrassed outrage or delight on the part of those thought to be Proust’s models has been followed by intense professional interest on the part of scholarly researchers.

‘In ‘A Proust Souvenir’ Howard Adams pursues this fascinating search for Proustian sources. Sensitively and perceptively he juxtaposes the character studies of Proust with the images of Paul Nadar, the leading Parisian portrait photographer of the day, and the principal photographic influence underlying Remembrance of Things Past.

‘Nadar’s work gives us a rare insight into the milieu Proust satirized in his masterpiece: the fifty-four portrait photographs reproduced here depict key figures active in the worlds of the aristocracy, the bourgoisie and the arts who made up Proust’s circle – diplomats, doctors, salonistes and servants, duchesses and barons, actresses and models.

‘These portraits, together with Howard Adams’ analysis of their inspirational effect on Proust, provide a fresh understanding of Proust’s life and times, and of his novels, letters and criticism.’

An highly interesting addition to my books on the Frensh; only I fear I have to give it to my kid sister, who also read (and perhaps even lectures on?) his fiction.

Finally, lets take a quick look at a few recent tweets. As usual the asterix * indicates the tweet (that may not yet be tweetet!), while the chevron > indicates my comments.

Firstly let’s recap a few lines of what I wrote here
How To Shanghai Russia’s Space Age Future? (updated)

*(1.Aug.2019) Tonite in clairvoyant vision saw someone hijack a Russian ‘Buran’ spaceship and it’s giant booster rocket-ship. Is Russia’s ‘partners’ again planning to ‘Shanghai’ the space-age future of Russia?

‘In the vision, playing out like a movie, I was there as ‘an observer’. From a kind of escort vehicle I saw the beautifully crafted, finished and colored Buran space ship after it being successfully hijacked.

‘I then saw the hijack crew working on the giant (booster) rocket-ship, still on the ground. I saw someone overwriting a ‘blackboard’ or ‘blackbox’ (with new codes?). I then woke up.’

> In the week after I wrote this, Russia has successfully tested it’s first, very large military (bomber) drone. Ofcourse the drone is no ‘Buran’ – in fact the Buran spaceship is (as far as I know) moth-balled, and not scheduled to be rejuvenated?

What I saw in my vision was an advanced air- or space-craft successfully being flown; but someone mentioned ‘Buran’, and the ‘feeling’ was of something hijacked or stolen.

But wait – hasn’t there been (at least) gossip on the web about the Buran and the bomber-drone both being ‘hijacked’ – or stolen – designs? If this is so – perhaps it was in fact the drone I saw? (I just saw the air- or space-craft from behind, like you see the back of a car in front of you on the highway).

However the vision of a ‘hijack crew’ working on the large rocket is perhaps more likely still to have been the ‘secretive missile engine’ on a teststand?

I saw persons working underneath the vertically supported, large rocket; in fact I only saw the bottom part of the rocket relatively clearly. That means the crew were working directly beneath and near to the rocket-motor.

And someone was wiping clean a blackboard obviously to substitute text with something illegal, for example a virus code?

One reason a hacking (from afar or from a mole in the workforce or among the scientists) seems likely in this case of the highly secretive rocket motor that exploded on Aug.8th, is the fact that five scientists / engineers / designers reportedly were killed in the explosion.

The fact that adequate precautions were not taken to prevent this kind of major catastrophe – that may have set the highly trumpeted rocket technology back for a long time? – seems to indicate, that the technology was already regarded as mature.

Whence no strict security measures were taken: no one had expected the set up to be hacked by trojan horses (Mossad or CIA?).

One has to supose, that IL is not satisfied with their friend Putin, that has not accepted IL to Holocaust Iran? Is the hack possibly their revenge?

Ofcourse, one has to understand and sympathize with Putin being squeezed between a rock and a hard place: Being yewish he want to accomodate IL as far as possible; but he also need Iran to secure Russia’s southern flank.

Why did Putin’s SecretService not see this coming; no doubt they read (or at least they have read!) my blog. The Russians just have to hope that the General Directorate of their SecretService don’t have precisely the same problem as Mr. Putin: Wanting to accomodate IL as far as possible?

*The powerful explosion of a secretive missile engine (on August 8.?) with an “isotope power source” blew the device into pieces and threw workers off a sea platform, Russian nuclear agency Rosatom said. Searches for the missing went on all day.
https://www.rt.com/russia/466238-russian-rocket-blast-sea-rosatom/

*Russian scientists admit they were working on miniaturized sources of nuclear energy when a rocket engine exploded Thursday Aug.8, saying the accident occurred while testing an experimental cruise missile powered by a small reactor.
https://halturnerradioshow.com/index.php/en/news-page/world/confirmed-russia-missile-test-with-nuclear-reactor-exploded-radiation-released

*The view among independent experts was that the explosion appeared to have been caused by the failure of an experimental nuclear-powered cruise missile known in Russia as the 9M730 Burevestnik and by Nato as the SSC-X-9 Skyfall.
https://halturnerradioshow.com/index.php/en/news-page/world/confirmed-russia-missile-test-with-nuclear-reactor-exploded-radiation-released

*Putin had first unveiled the experimental technology during a 2018 speech showcasing Russian defense technology developments. The chief stunning claim behind the hypersonic missile is that it can traverse the globe indefinitely at “faster than Mach 5” based on its nuclear powered core.
https://www.zerohedge.com/news/2019-08-12/russia-belatedly-admits-mystery-blast-involved-mini-nuclear-reactor

*Deadly Explosions Aside, Kremlin Says Putin’s Nuclear-Powered Missile Far Ahead Of US Technology.
“Russian developments in this area surpass the level achieved by other countries, and are quite unique.”
https://www.zerohedge.com/news/2019-08-13/deadly-explosions-aside-kremlin-says-putins-nuclear-powered-missile-far-ahead-us

This morning I tweeted this:

*13Aug2019 Tonight had clairvoyant vision of being intercepted by two US-Am hit teams 1) Two ‘#death-like’ figures wholly cloaked in (dark brown) friars cowls 2) Three entities on Amagertorv, the middle being the white, US-Am Eagle
How To Shanghai Russia’s Space Age Future? (updated)

*13Aug2019 I Guess I have to be very careful especially if I want to visit the dutch book sale opening up today close to Amagertorv. Has CIA/Mossad instigated several recent bombings to justify Copenhagen now crawling with CIA wanting their President to have me on plane – in a coffin?

As I mentioned in the linked blog from Aug.1st (excerpts below), no doubt the US ‘SecretService/CIA would like a lot to take myself back with them – in a suitcase’?

Excerpt from what I wrote Aug.1st:

‘At the corner of a nearby building I saw a large man (abt. 6feet6 and 35 y.o.a?) standing vigil and smoking a cigarette. He was wearing a somwhat smallish(?), grey business suit and heavy black shoes, size 13?, that needed a shine.

‘By the look of his shoes he had probably been pounding a lot of pavement already, so as you almost felt sorry for him. Except he did NOT invite friendliness!

‘When he spotted me (wearing my usual summer (panama) hat) he turned his back. And as I went past him he was careful to concurrently turn his body so as to always have his back to me. He obviously didn’t want me to get a good look at his face?

‘Ofcourse I cannot tell if he was US-SecretService or CIA. But I’m not in the least surprised he knew me by sight. The instant I learned Mr. Trump was to visit Copenhagen I was ofcourse fully aware, that the SecretService/CIA would like a lot to take myself back with them – in a suitcase.

*Blast hits Copenhagen police station, second explosion in Danish capital in 4 days.
Published time: 10 Aug, 2019 06:07
https://www.rt.com/newsline/466202-copenhagen-blast-police-station-denmark/

> Has CIA/Mossad instigated the several recent bombings to justify Copenhagen is now crawling with CIA personnel – wanting their President to have me on plane – in a coffin?

Note 1.

From the dustcover of whistleblover Mossad-agent Victor Ostrovsky’s book ‘The Other Side of Deception’ (Harper Collins, NY, 1994):

“The truth about the death of Robert Maxwell and the story behind the near assassnation of George Bush are just two of the revelations contained in this headline-making account of one man’s journey into the dark heart of Mossad.

“Never has there been so detailed a look at the hidden agenda of extremists within a major intelligence agency – nor one so worrisome in its implications.

“In 1990 Victor Ostrovsky, a former Mossad agent, became an international celebrity when the state of Israel attemted to ban his first account of Mossad misdeeds, “By Way of Deception”. Few who watched that book soar to the top of the New York Times bestseller list anticipated that an even more shocking story remained to be written.

“Ostrovsky reveals here for the first time that for several years following his termination from the Mossad, he worked clandestinely with agency moderates. Under the guise of “disaffected former agent”, Ostrovsky infiltrated the KGB, MI5, and French, Jordanian and Egyptian intelligency in an attempt to derail operations planned by Mossad extremists.

“Frighteningly, the activities pursued by right-wing factions within the agency constitute a massive abuse of power that has had global concequences. They include:

– undermining the Arab-Israeli peace process through counterfeiting, assasination, and support of religious radicals

– facilitating lethal biological experiments on Palestinians and Soweto blacks

– organizing smear campaigns against world leaders

– offering support for at Soviet hard-liner coup (targeting Gorbatchev)

– killing an Israeli general, a leading German politician (the Prime-Minister of Schleswig-Holstein, Uwe Barschel), a Canadian scientist, and a Kuwaiti journalist

– using “disinformation” to trigger American combat strikes against Israel’s enemies

– and much, much more…

“With the gritty authenticity that only truth can provide and a narrative pace that rivals the very best thrillers, The Other Side of Deception stakes a powerful claim to being THE espionage read of the year. Certainly its message is too chilling to be ignored: Should the world’s most famous intelligence agency continue to enjoy freedom from government oversight, it will ultimately threaten us all”.

Link 1.

Mossad Safe Space & War on Iran? (updated)

Link 2.
Photography, Your Brain and Napoleon

The Robots’ Cash Ban

Link 3.
Fleas On The Loose?

Link 4.
Spooky Times: Seriality or Jakuza?

(13./Updated.14./16.Aug.2019)

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http://blocnotesimma.wordpress.com

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Fleas On The Loose?

Today is Saturday and it’s quite nice out there. A bit on the windy side, perhaps – which I like a lot; makes everything seem a bit more living, the trees, the clouds, the flowers, – and even Earthlings seem slightly more alive?

Generally this is pleasently at variance with society at large: Because our western civilization is clearly dying, – and fast.

Nay, more specific and to the point, the whole Earthly civilization is obviously at this point of time just Dead Man Walking. Sad but true.

The culprit is, ofcourse, the death of morals; a deadly scourge of amorality now spreading with lightning speed over all of Earth from one or more ‘black holes’ in the old or new world.

The main provenance and venue for dissemination of amorality (evil) is now probably the worlds Secret Services. They’ve managed to assume supreme power all over the world as their evil masterminds have – without too much trouble – managed to convince gullible parliaments everywhere, that the world will go under if they are not allowed to operate in total darkness, without any oversight by parliament and constitutions whatsoever.

Ofcourse the exact opposite will be the case.

These SecretServices are arguably behind nearly all acts of terrorism in the civilized world? They are generally controlled and led by left-brain dominated entities (‘Of the Left Path’), more correctly described as psychopaths – or robots – rather than humans.

They have no ‘human feelings’ (empathy) whatsoever; in this respect they are handicapped vis-a-vis less degenerate humans, and surely they feel this handicap intensely.

This keenly felt inferiority complex makes it important for them to kill, torture and harass as much and as many as at all possible; and in particular killing, tortureing and harassing the innocent make them feel superior to humans. This is because humans have emphaty and thus cannot kill or torture the innocent.

Due to their inferiority complex the robotic type of man have an extraordinary urge to climb to any leading position whenever possible. But sadly – they are ofcourse without any compass at all to successfully be at the helm and take care of even the most basic duties as leaders; destitute of any moral compass they can only lead you into misery and ultimate destruction.

From the dustcover of whistleblowing Mossad-agent Victor Ostrowsky’s book ‘The Other Side of Deception’ (N.Y.,1994)(note 1)

“Certainly it’s message is too chilling to be ignored: Should the world’s most famous intelligence agency continue to enjoy freedom from government oversight, it will ultimately threaten us all”.

Like I’ve said before, to have or feel morality means to have and feel responsibility for ‘our common Cosmic origin and heritage’. (link 1 & 2)

But everywhere you see – as they fittingly say in German ‘wohin man sieht’ – you see the exact opposite.

But – as likewise exposed before – destitute of a genuine moral compass Earthlings will be totally unable to navigate and cope with the extreme dangers of an unforgiving Universe: They are then in fact Dead Men Walking! (link 3)

This almost total absence of morals is certainly – and perhaps even notably? – ubiquitous in Danish society.

You can behold it f.i. in the Comic Opera just now playing out in the fight for power – note, not for ideas but just for the naked power, just like naughty children fight for power in the schoolyard – in the political party of the former PM. (And, tellingly, a large part of the mainstream press only has this struggle for power – not for ideas – in their telescope) (Link 6)

Or you can encounter this in your daily petty tasks and events – like the following incident for example – so childishly irresponsible that you have to cry but also roll on the floor laughting at the same time!

Yesterday I talked to the friendly manager of a large photo store near the Royal Theater in downtown Copenhagen.

Somehow we got to talk of this summers flea markets popping up all over the city. I mentioned I rarely visit these markets now from fear of hauling more old cameras home with me.

Instead, I said, perhaps I should consider taking some of my stuff, deemed not usable or desirable any more, to one of the flea markets and try to sell it.

My friend thought that was a great idea. He even wanted me to take some stuff from his shop with me to sell. Which I ofcourse had to decline.

Mainly because I am very well aware that the SecretService / SecretPolice will swoop down hard on me, if they could in any way, form or fashion prove I had taken stuff – however minute! – directly from a shop to the market stall.

And you can bet your bottom buck they’ll be there; after all the SecretService / SecretPolice has a staff of about 1000 persons. Who does what? They don’t do counter-espionage – like trying to block alien agents from harassing or killing Danish citizens or f.i. the family of acting (foreign) ministers; that would apparantly not interest them even remotely? (link 5)

Question: Do they always have available personnel if some alien agents want help with harassing, kidnapping or assassinating Danish citizens? Would they always have personnel available to harass any citizen on a flea market – because this is definitely very important for ‘national security’? Oh, and yes, I talk and I ask on the basis of about 25 years of harassment!

But back to our friendly photo store. I bought a few items on the cheap, stuff that I mostly wanted for my own use: F.i. a compact Tokina Zoom lens for the Pentax-A system – which makes it usefull for my digital Pentax. Personally I often prefer manual focus lenses even for my digital SLRs.

And a Canon 28mm f.2,0 wide angle lens for analog Canon. This one had a bad case of fungus growth on at least one inside lens surface; but as I own a good deal of special tools, I thought I could perhaps fix it (it turned out I couldn’t).

The 28mm f.2 lens is not very common; I saw only two specimens for sale on German ebay yesterday, priced at abt. $200.

Hence I thought I could risk paying 200 DKr (abt. $30) for the two items; in the bargain I got three more items – mostly without real value, though.

That evening I threw some of the stuff I don’t really want any more into a couple of small suitcases, planning to take them to one of this Saturday’s fleamarkets. But already my sixth sense had begun making me wary.

In the night I experienced this:

Firstly – in two clairvoyant dreams I was ‘sternly’ warned not to go to the market today. (I’ill be so kind and spare the esteemed reader for the dreary details).

Secondly – someone or something ‘banged a door’ the whole night – that is, from approx. the time I went to sleep (shortly before midnight) and until (almost) exactly 6 in the morning, when I rose (and normally would have risen to be on schedule for the market).

This apparent ‘banging of a door’ the whole night is ofcourse more than a little suspicious. Who on earth would bang a door throughout more than six hours of the night? The bangs, at least twice or trice each hour, were so loud that the walls of my appartment actually quivered.

Hence the bangs must have originated rather close by, either above or below (you cannot really tell if either). And even if it was a bit windy in the night, in the morning there didn’t seem to be large, open windows – with or without storm fasteners.

But luckily – we are not conspiracy theorists! On the contrary, – we are coincidence theorists! That’s why we can conclude with near absolute and positive certainty, that said ‘banging’ (obviously not just a sound but an actual physical banging on some fixture in a nearby flat) was certainly not caused by any sort of malign cabal of the SecretService and/or their friends.

Also that would have been preposterous, really, because it hypothetically might have had the hoped for consequense of making my sleep fitful and shallow so as to prevent me from telepathically receive clairvoyant warnings during the night.

In an earlier post I’ve – then perhaps somewhat outlandishly? – hypothetized, that said large photo store has been bugged by the SecretService and/or their friends. But now I’m afraid I have to necessarily regard this as affirmed, as I didn’t discuss my flea-market plans with anybody else.

But in the end I feel it’s safe to say we now know our Danish SecretService would never stoop to the unfathomable lows of aiding and abetting a rogue, foreign SecretService with kidnapping or assassinating one of their law-abiding citizens!

Even if said citizen occasionally had criticized the Ministry of Justice and their SecretService for their way of handling certain, minor matters – like f.i. the very minor matter of an attempted, but only NEARLY fatal, assassination plot targeting the wife of an acting Danish foreign minister (link 5).

But as it happened I didn’t feel like partaking in the fleamarket today, anyway. Perhaps another Saturday, who knows? By the way, the weather today turned out to be nearly perfect for the event.

Come to think of it: Day before yesterday (Thursday) in the morning at abt. 9.50 I chanced to meet a gentleman in front of our appartment house, that certainly did not ‘belong there’.

Said gentleman was just mounting or dismounting his bike on the sidewalk directly in front of our house. Ofcourse I can’t know, if he had been visiting or perhaps planned to visit our house.

He could be around 25-28 and about my size (6feet2) and perhaps weighing in at about 85 kg? His apparel was slightly uniform-like, – dark blue trousers, blue shirt and black rucksack. He was dark and unfriendly, and he had Mossad/CIA written all over him.

I believe it’s perhaps the first time in twentyfive years I’ve encountered someone directly in front of our building not returning my greeting.

He obviously did neither belong in our house, our city nor our country. Where did he belong then? Perhaps a Mossad or CIA facility somethere north of central Copenhagen, where he may have been heading?

That morning I had been down in our basement to attend to my laundry and any SecretService agent observing my activities would know, that when I tended the washing machine for the second time (to empty it) I would normally be busy in the basement for about 5 minutes.

Five minutes would be more than adequate for someone to leave (or enter) one of the flats nearby, and our building, without me observing him/her. But as it happened, the timer clock on the washing machine had reset.

Noting there was still 23 minutes till finished I just turned around on my heel and retraced my steps up and around to the street door. Question: Did I in fact surprise a foreign secret agent / assassin in front of our house?

No, ofcourse not. Like I’ve said repeatedly – our landlord family are honourable, honest, lawabiding people that would never, willingly, partake in the assassination of one or more of their tenants!

Likewise we now know with a high degree of certainty, that the Danish SecretService is mostly inhabited by a honourable, honest, lawabiding staff, that tries to always operate in strict conformity with our constitution. It goes without saying, really!

Note 1.

From the dustcover of whistleblover Mossad-agent Victor Ostrovsky’s book ‘The Other Side of Deception’ (Harper Collins, NY, 1994):

“The truth about the death of Robert Maxwell and the story behind the near assassnation of George Bush are just two of the revelations contained in this headline-making account of one man’s journey into the dark heart of Mossad.

“Never has there been so detailed a look at the hidden agenda of extremists within a major intelligence agency – nor one so worrisome in its implications.

“In 1990 Victor Ostrovsky, a former Mossad agent, became an international celebrity when the state of Israel attemted to ban his first account of Mossad misdeeds, “By Way of Deception”. Few who watched that book soar to the top of the New York Times bestseller list anticipated that an even more shocking story remained to be written.

“Ostrovsky reveals here for the first time that for several years following his termination from the Mossad, he worked clandestinely with agency moderates. Under the guise of “disaffected former agent”, Ostrovsky infiltrated the KGB, MI5, and French, Jordanian and Egyptian intelligency in an attempt to derail operations planned by Mossad extremists.

“Frighteningly, the activities pursued by right-wing factions within the agency constitute a massive abuse of power that has had global concequences. They include:

– undermining the Arab-Israeli peace process through counterfeiting, assasination, and support of religious radicals

– facilitating lethal biological experiments on Palestinians and Soweto blacks

– organizing smear campaigns against world leaders

– offering support for at Soviet hard-liner coup (targeting Gorbatchev)

– killing an Israeli general, a leading German politician (the Prime-Minister of Schleswig-Holstein, Uwe Barschel), a Canadian scientist, and a Kuwaiti journalist

– using “disinformation” to trigger American combat strikes against Israel’s enemies

– and much, much more…

“With the gritty authenticity that only truth can provide and a narrative pace that rivals the very best thrillers, The Other Side of Deception stakes a powerful claim to being THE espionage read of the year. Certainly its message is too chilling to be ignored: Should the world’s most famous intelligence agency continue to enjoy freedom from government oversight, it will ultimately threaten us all”.

Link 1.

Kai Friis Moeller – H.G. Wells – Queen Christina – Madame de Pompadour

Link 2.
https://blocnotesimma.wordpress.com/2016/09/01/fugleperspektiv/ (in Danish)

Link 3.
Giraudoux – H.D.Lawrence – Littré (upd.)

Louis Sancho and the CERN/LHC

http://blocnotesimma.wordpress.com/2013/07/25/danmark-i-kosmos/ (in Danish)

Link 4.
How To Shanghai Russia’s Space Age Future? (updated)

Link 5.
CHARLIE HEBDO OR DEATH BY BLACK MAGIC?

Link 6.

THE GUSSIAN GOLD (Satire)

Link 7.
Photography, Your Brain and Napoleon

The Robots’ Cash Ban

(10./Upd.16.Aug./24.Aug.2019)

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The Country House

(7.Aug.2019) Today is Wednesday and a real nice day here in downtown Copenhagen. Yesterday I finally managed to make up my mind to call two of my old and, for many years, rather close friends, D. and W. They have now grown old and frail, both being in their mid to late eighties. And I have to admit I haven’t called them often enough recently.

D. is now in a very nice nursing home North of Copenhagen and is, as the incredibly good sport she is, trying her best to enjoy herself – and her company.

I think it’s fair to say, that she is the best ‘girlfriend’ I’ve had for 25 years, even if we never lived or slept together. She was so much fun to be with, even in her late seventies – intelligent and funny, fair and broadminded and cultured. Never, ever did she complain, wail or lament anything, even if she certainly had her share of burdens to carry.

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How To Shanghai Russia’s Space Age Future? (updated)

(Aug.1.) Today is a real nice summer day here in downtown Copenhagen. Crossing the City Hall Square a short way from the café where I’m writing this, I noticed the first signs of the impending visit in Copenhagen by US-President, Mr. Trump.

At the corner of a nearby building I saw a large man (abt. 6feet6 and 35 y.o.a?) standing vigil and smoking a cigarette. He was wearing a somwhat smallish(?), grey business suit and heavy black shoes, size 13?, that needed a shine.

By the look of his shoes he had probably been pounding a lot of pavement already, so as you almost felt sorry for him. Except he did NOT invite friendlyness!

When he spotted me (wearing my usual summer (panama) hat) he turned his back. And as I went past him he was careful to concurrently turn his body so as to always have his back to me. He obviously didn’t want me to get a good look at his face?

Ofcourse I cannot tell if he was US-SecretService or CIA. But I’m not in the least surprised he knew me by sight. The instant I learned Mr. Trump was to visit Copenhagen I was ofcourse fully aware, that the SecretService/CIA would like a lot to take myself back with them – in a suitcase.

Twenty minutes later I spotted three gentlemen walking together past the Café. They were all well fed, middle aged men and looking well pleased with themselves and their job. They all wore identical, blue business suits and likewise all wore a badge on their lapel with the colours of the Stars and Stripes. It seems like the presidential ‘security details’ are not wasting much time?

Below is what I wrote last Thursday, Aug.1.

Today is Thursday and it’s wet out there. Why not, then, spend a few minutes taking a quick look at a few of my recent tweets? (As usual the asterix * indicates the tweet while a chevron > indicates my comment; some tweets may not yet be tweeted).

* 1. (1.Aug.2019) Today in early AM had clairvoyant vision of young teenage girl held captive, crying. Are Mossad and/or their friends once again planning to kidnap my nephew’s young girl? Ofcourse we now know the Global power-brokers may often have a penchant for young teen-age girls? (link 1)

* 2. (1.Aug.2019) Tonite in clairvoyant vision saw someone hijack a Russian ‘Buran’ spaceship and it’s giant booster rocket-ship. Is Russia’s ‘partners’ again planning to ‘Shanghai’ the space-age future of Russia? (link 2)

> In the vision, playing out like a movie, I was there as an observer. From a kind of escort vehicle I saw the beautifully crafted, finished and colored Buran space ship after it being successfully hijacked.

I then saw the hijack crew working on the giant (booster) rocket-ship, still on the ground. I saw someone overwriting a ‘blackboard’ or ‘blackbox’ (with new codes?). I then woke up.

(Update Aug.19.) “In the week after I wrote this, Russia has successfully tested it’s first, very large military (bomber) drone. Ofcourse the drone is no ‘Buran’ – in fact the Buran spaceship is (as far as I know) moth-balled, and not scheduled to be rejuvenated?

“What I saw in my vision was an advanced air- or space-craft successfully being flown; but someone mentioned ‘Buran’, and the ‘feeling’ was of something hijacked or stolen.

“But wait – hasn’t there been (at least) gossip on the web about the Buran and the bomber-drone both being ‘hijacked’ – or stolen – designs? If this is so – perhaps it was in fact the drone I saw? (I just saw the air- or space-craft from behind, like you see the back of a car in front of you on the highway).

“However the vision of a ‘hijack crew’ working on the large rocket is perhaps more likely still to have been the ‘secretive missile engine’ on a teststand?

“I saw persons working underneath the vertically supported, large rocket; in fact I only saw the bottom part of the rocket relatively clearly. That means the crew were working directly beneath and near to the rocket-motor.

“And someone was wiping clean a blackboard obviously to substitute text with something illegal, for example a virus code?

“One reason a hacking (from afar or from a mole in the workforce or among the scientists) seems likely in this case of the highly secretive rocket motor that exploded on Aug.8th, is the fact that five scientists / engineers / designers reportedly were killed in the explosion.

“The fact that adequate precautions were not taken to prevent this kind of major catastrophe – that may have set the highly trumpeted rocket technology back for a long time? – seems to indicate, that the technology was already regarded as mature.

“Whence no strict security measures were taken: no one had expected the set up to be hacked by trojan horses (Mossad or CIA?).

“One has to supose, that IL is not satisfied with their friend Putin, that has not accepted IL to Holocaust Iran? Is the hack possibly their revenge?

“Ofcourse, one has to understand and sympathize with Putin being squeezed between a rock and a hard place: Being yewish he want to accomodate IL as far as possible; but he also need Iran to secure Russia’s southern flank.

“Why did Putin’s SecretService not see this coming; no doubt they read (or at least they have read!) my blog. The Russians just have to hope that the General Directorate of their SecretService don’t have precisely the same predicament as Mr. Putin: Wanting to accomodate IL as far as possible?” (Link 5a)

As the recent Shanghai trade talks between China and the US was concluded yesterday after only a few hours of meetings (a ‘working dinner’ tuesday and talks in the AM yesterday, wednesday), perhaps we should consider what was REALLY discussed in Shanghai?

Because, for a small army of important, high-power US-Government officials to travel all the way from Washington to Shanghai just to enjoy a dinner and talk for a few hours, there would have been some VERY important issues on the agenda. (link 6)

Personally I’ve had a hard time believing these important gentlemen would travel that long just to talk a few hours about issues that perchance could have been settled as well or better over the internet or by phone. At the very least the talks must have been very poorly prepared?

But I tend to rather believe, that at least one strategically much more important issue was discussed. Something far too sensitive to be discussed over any kind of internet- or satellite-link.

What issue might that be? Perhaps the same phantom that seems to have visited at the most recent G.20 conference?

Please compare my blog post from last December 28., whence I here repeat the highlights:

*In early a.m. of Wednesday Nov.28.2018 had vision of US-President donning his new, green Chinese generals uniform. The Uniform was however in Russian Style. That’s why I tweeted that same wednesday that Xi and US are going to embrace in #G20 and split up #Russia.

*(28.Nov.2018) In early a.m. there were rumours in the ether that US & Xi are going to embrace at G20. The split: US to have Europe to Urals, Xi to have Siberia to Urals and IL gets MiddleEast?

> The above two tweets seem to have made quite an impact. You can follow a bit of the resulting panic reaction here (link 2).

Perhaps the most recent Shanghai talks are much more likely to have been – once again – about robbing Russia blind and how to split the spoils? In other words – how to ‘shanghai’ Russia’s space age future? (link 3)

Among the most important particulars coming up would be – and above all others, perhaps – the question of Iran. Putin’s Israeli friends reportedly want to holocaust Iran – and badly?

But how could the US-IL Government go about making this happen without China getting into a frenzy? After all – China needs oil, and the US has recently been harassing and threatening suppliers from Syria, Venezuela and now Iran.

Perhaps by handing Taiwan (and HongKong?) to the Chinese. Also, perhaps, by making Russia desperate to sell oil to the Chinese? (NordStream2!)

Without Iran securing Russia’s underbelly and with China perhaps secretly being treacherous, Russia may be sunk? I.e. – no space-age future?

One important nail in Russia’s coffin would be the US threatening or convincing Poland and especially Denmark to continue to openly sabotage the NordStream2 undersea oil pipeline from Russia to Germany.

It’s no doubt mainly in this perspective you have to see the recently announced visit by US-President Trump to Poland (Sept.1st) and Denmark (Sept.2-3.): It will not just be a cosy get-together with a young and pretty, US-IL-friendly (remember the Drudgereport endorsement – link 4) Danish PM. It’s much more likely to be hardball about Global agression and domination.

In fact the visit to Denmark happened to be announced yesterday – i.e. more or less concurrently with the Shanghai team returning to Washington.

To break Putin’s Russia – so important for Israel and the US – the disruption of the NordStream2 pipeline is still deemed to be of paramount importance (link 5).

The Russian economy is already stagnating, partly on account of US-american sanctions, and partly, perhaps, because of the wast billionaire riches hidden in off-shore accounts – said to amount to upward of 60% of the Russian GNP.

Link 1.

“Rise and Kill First.” – The Secret Israeli Worldwide Assassination Program. Book Review

The Nice Crowd

Link 2.

Malebranche, Carlyle, Stefan Zweig And Your Pet

SWEDBANK – Kirstjen Nielsen – IS WAR COMING

Link 3.
Paul Craig Roberts Exposes An Economy Based On Plunder
…the long history of American capitalism fed by plunder seems to be coming to an end simultaneously with the ability of the US central bank to protect existing financial wealth…
https://www.zerohedge.com/news/2019-08-03/americas-collapse-paul-craig-roberts-exposes-economy-based-plunder

THE GUSSIAN GOLD (Satire)

Link 4.
The Putsch and the Hit-Squad (updated)

‘Forvandlingskuglen er rullet ind i Statsministeriet: Hvem er det præcist, som har magten?
Hvordan ser det socialdemokrati, vi har fået til magten, ud, og hvad vil det? Sandheden er, at ingen aner det’.
https://www.berlingske.dk/kommentatorer/forvandlingskuglen-er-rullet-ind-i-statsministeriet-hvem-er-det

Den nye, ‘socialdemokratiske’ kompas-ross’?
»Vi vil lade det socialdemokratiske kompas lede og styre os,« sagde Mette Frederiksen, da hun for en måneds tid siden stod med sit nye ministerhold foran Amalienborg.
https://www.berlingske.dk/kommentatorer/forvandlingskuglen-er-rullet-ind-i-statsministeriet-hvem-er-det

Men alle adspurgte eksperter har tilsyneladende haft kollektivt hukommelses-østersø-iltsvind – NordStream2 er glemt! (Ofcourse, the new Danish Govt. doesn’t want to be exposed as just another US-puppet, like the previous; and the so-called ‘experts’ most often just broadcast what the Govt. want: It’s easier!):

‘Fem grunde til, at Donald Trump vil besøge Danmark’
https://www.dr.dk/nyheder/indland/fem-grunde-til-trump-vil-besoege-danmark

Link 5.

THE GUSSIAN GOLD (Satire)

“Now hardly anyone can say when the first gas will flow, because everyone is waiting for an answer from the Danes. They are openly delaying the approval process. They are openly pressured by the United States. The Danes have been reviewing Gazprom’s applications for more than two years now, while having authorized the rival Baltic Pipe gas pipeline from Norway to Poland [without delay],” said Igor Yushkov, leading analyst with the Russian National Energy Security Fund, as cited by Sputnik
https://www.rt.com/business/465562-nordstream-gas-launch-december/

Tehran Urges China To Buy More Iranian Oil As It Feasts On Saudi Crude
https://www.zerohedge.com/news/2019-07-29/iran-urges-china-buy-more-iranian-oil-it-feasts-saudi-crude

Link 5a.
Madame de Staël – Proust – Russia’s Rockets – CIA’s Hit Teams (upd.)

Link 6.
…We look forward to continuing our positive dialogue with China on a comprehensive Trade Deal, and feel that the future between our two countries will be a very bright one!
— Donald J. Trump (@ realDonaldTrump) August 1, 2019
(posted on rt. at 17.30, but unclear if Moscow or London time)
https://www.rt.com/business/465590-trump-china-tariffs-more/

But shortly after, the honeymoon seemed over? Was this blog-post – i.e. the 1st edition of the post you are reading right now and that was published on Aug.1. at abt. 3.30.PM.MET – actually resulting in a new panic? (Note: Very difficult to ascertain precise timeline as newsreports (as well as blog-hosts) almost always are omitting time of day):

The US on Thursday (Aug.1.) unexpectedly announced on Twitter that starting September 1 it would impose a 10-percent tariff on an additional $300 billion in Chinese goods…
‘It’s astonishing and inexplicable that the White House changed its tune overnight and is wielding the tariff stick once again.’
https://www.zerohedge.com/news/2019-08-02/stock-losses-accelerate-china-warns-temperamental-us-will-suffer-more-pain

Like in Washington, the comments in Beijing were initially positive:

Hu Xijin, editor-in-chief of China’s state-run Global Times tabloid, wrote on Twitter that the negotiators had “efficient and constructive” exchanges.
https://www.zerohedge.com/news/2019-07-31/us-china-trade-talks-collapse-after-half-day-negotiations

“The two sides discussed increasing purchase of U.S. farm products and the U.S. side agreed to create favorable conditions for it. They will hold future talks,” Hu said, without elaborating.
https://www.zerohedge.com/news/2019-07-31/us-china-trade-talks-collapse-after-half-day-negotiations

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If Iran is Destroyed, Can the Human Race Survive?

NEO: If Iran is Destroyed, Can the Human Race Survive?

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(Published Aug.1. at abt. 3.30.PM.MET – last updated Aug.19.)

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