Bags Of Playlists

March 18, 2020

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Yabby You, closes 2020_04_proper_playlist_ten_limits

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Kano - Can’t Hold We Down (ft. Popcaan) video.

Kano - Can’t Hold We Down (ft. Popcaan) audio.

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2020_04_intervening_years_1985 to 2020 (For Sam).

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Beat Per Minute. Episode 2 - DJ SHALÉ. With positive Steve and The Future Is Bright and Health Safety and Globeoligists. Watched Waterproof Head and not enough stuff. Displays a shameless and righteous follow-on from Bill Hicks. Hughes is Class. Comic of our times.

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Cor on avirus: Jon Rappoport, reports.

And Ron Mar. 16.
Governments love crises because when the people are fearful they are more willing to give up freedoms for promises that the government will take care of them. After 9/11, for example, Americans accepted the near-total destruction of their civil liberties in the PATRIOT Act’s hollow promises of security.
It is ironic to see the same Democrats who tried to impeach President Trump last month for abuse of power demanding that the Administration grab more power and authority in the name of fighting a virus that thus far has killed less than 100 Americans.
Declaring a pandemic emergency on Friday, President Trump now claims the power to quarantine individuals suspected of being infected by the virus and, as Politico writes, “stop and seize any plane, train or automobile to stymie the spread of contagious disease.” He can even call out the military to cordon off a US city or state.
State and local authoritarians love panic as well. The mayor of Champaign, Illinois, signed an executive order declaring the power to ban the sale of guns and alcohol and cut off gas, water, or electricity to any citizen. The governor of Ohio just essentially closed his entire state.

The good doctor steps up. The libertarian to compare, with UK's star in the dark and a..., socialist. Let Dan Bull rap the low-down. As politicians go, they're the two. Appreciated Galloway on occasions. Robin Cook gets an "amen" for explaining to 'the Commons' the definition and roots of 'Al-Qaeda'. Yet, ain't no-one like... Tony.

A masterclass in how to engage with a British Broadcasting Cover-up.

As for Ron —as Dan says of Tony— it's not about 'a Socialist'. Or, 'a Libertarian', for Ron. Listen, and ..shed a tear. An' rare up and believe: for the men and men, we need today. Rise up. Us/we/me... ... to be and, [shouts] “AMEN”.

Set it to start with the second of the introductions. The first was fantastic but this one says all and enough. No need to hear Ron himself. Begin with a Judge making his summery. Eight minutes.

A song for Happy Warrior Ron Paul and; "The best introduction... I've ever heard".

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James Robertson/Crimes Of Empire

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The Saker

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Jon Rappoport/No More Fake News

Lionel Mar.18.
Please allow me this. Please let me intrude upon this, your valuable moment of the day with this most important message. A critical message. A message for your soul and sanity.
I want to provide the following warning to you and suggest that you follow it to the letter. One of the biggest problems that we face right now is that of misinformation, exaggeration and just plain old make-believe bollocks: made up, deliberately concocted, coined, construed and constructed cocksure cockamamie — manufactured lies. Avoid them. Lies not in the traditional legal sense of a misrepresentation of fact with the intent to deceive but rather the negligent (at best) dissemination of information without any basis in fact or any foundation in science or reality. Pulled out of thin air. Or mindlessly repeated. Thoughtlessly retweeted or reposted. Avoid them. Avoid that intended to scare, to alarm just for the sake of freaking you out. Avoid the incessant texter with the latest death toll. I have a pal who sees fit to text and email me on ventilator horrors, as in the lack of them. He’s almost giddy. “See? Look, we’re all going to die! Bwahaahaha!” What’s the point of these? First, to blame Trump. Second, to be the Larry Flynt of Fear Porn. Avoid these people. Like the plague.
And while these may be facts, haven’t you received the latest email on how Bill Gates patented the virus? Or how Tom Hanks is part of some military unit that has him quarantined. What about Oprah’s arrest for child sacrifice. Or was it trafficking? Anyway, it never happened. And it’s getting out of control. More than anything I could have anticipated ever. Behavioral scientists will be looking at this moment in time for a variety of reasons including how information is transmitted and how quickly. How the bait is taken. What levels of suspicion or skepticism are even used by the consumer of questionable data. How mythology becomes data. “When the legend becomes fact, print the legend.” (The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance)
So we have two vectors here: (1) the disseminator of fact in order to scare the shit out of folks and (2) the bullshit spreader and transmitter. Both guided by the same principle. To . . . freak . . . you . . . out. You biting?
Just today I spoke with and texted and emailed a slew of folks. Doctors, professional types, lawyers, cops, docs, media types, name it. And what I heard was the underground skinny. The blind item. The inside poop from a doctor who knows a cop whose sister works with the Pentagon and . . . (here we go) we are definitely going to have a lockdown, quarantine, isolation, shelter in place, martial law, name it. All of these Cassandras seemed to state that it was provided on some form of good authority that NYC will be under an occupying force of cops, soldiers, National Guardsmen, FEMA Stormtroopers . . . you name the entity, they’re coming.
“So where’d you hear this?”
“Can’t say.”
“How do you know it’s true.”
“I just know.”
“Well, what’s going to happen?”
“Martial law. I think. No, wait. Lockdown, maybe. No, shelter in place.”
“What does that even mean?”
“Not sure exactly.”
“So, why are you telling me this?”
“Because I want to be a big shot. I want to spread dirt and dread and fear. I want to be important. I love pretending I know something even if it’s wrong and even if it scares people needlessly.”
And what’s beyond creepy is the look (or sound or text) of glee as these sick people get their jollies and rocks off scaring the hell out of you or impressing you with how they’ve connected the dots, deciphered the code, read the entrails of the beast and figured it all out while you, some pissant normie, just walk around dumb and dumbfounded. I’ve never seen anything like it. And I’m supposed to be the tinfoil hat conspiracy theorist. (Actually, it’s aluminum foil and I’m a conspiracy analyst, à la Gore Vidal.)
This is a unique communications moment where everyone in the world is at this very place in time watching and worrying about the same thing. The same identical thing. Catastrophes and disasters are indeed common (sadly) but they’re not simultaneously experienced within the same time frame. Everyone on the planet is concerned about the China Virus now. And tomorrow. We look to other nations and governments in a universality of focus. Theoretically enemies join hands with enemies to cobble together and cull and collate solutions. The commitment to the expunction and expurgation of this bioterror. Zoonotic, at least at first blush.
Which brings me to this latest iteration of insanity. Calls of Sinophobia in referring to the virus as the China Virus. What utter tripe! Even in the midst of a pandemic, PC shock troops and thought vigilantes are screaming and yelling about phraseology and taxonomy. West Nile Virus, Spanish Flu, Ebola. That’s OK, but China?! How dare you impugn the good name of this benevolent government! Now, can you imagine if this virus originated in Russia? All bets would be off and the Russophobic torch and pitchfork crowd would be in full swing.
Stay focused, patriot. We’ll get through his together.

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Loaded, Primal Scream. Andy's mix. And for Ray, Slow Death; Live and the studio recording.

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Latest slam jam and makes the final bag and 200 truthscoop tracks.

"Nuff now, eh.

On to first impressions, meanings and messages on every blessed dance class, routine and ...

Production, musicians, song. Singer and sounds' crashing, and 'crushing'. A 'playlist', a post. Start with Jump To It.

"Crushing..."

[Who says that? Be Benjamin, a favourite shout-out. Have his conversation to hear and the Rapponport word.]

To —do.

Call it a wrap, a rap done, fin.

Bags of playlists.

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The other Yummy dance can be set for 'Quality, 2160/4K'. The one below is a dance of a decade and more, —in some ways. ALL good stuff, all the clips, no matter the context, are cracking all-magnificent. Yes, the classes included. Yummy by Sorry Girls and Friends By Parris Goebel. My Jane Fonda-like, Work Out "Video" of 2019: