425 Well-Lit Rides

Went out for yet another Sunday Pachaug enduro loop ride on the WR-250FP this morning.
How was it?
Fair.
Not bad.
Not fantastic (like I would have liked it to be).
Just fair.
How come?
Two reasons:
I woke up feeling a bit down on energy and coordination, and the sun was out brightly, which screws with my vision.
Still, there were no crashes or other bad incidents, so, it could have been a worse one.
At least the rear tire, now two rides old, is still feeling pretty fresh, although that will gradually deteriorate with each coming time out there.
Typically, after the 4th ride, it's back to where the rear tire will get me by, but no longer feels as good as it does when fresh.

Next Sunday's forecast (if you feel like holding your breath on a weather forecast for a week in advance) is for a cloudy day.
Here's hoping it comes true.

I did make a decent pass through my favorite pine-needled-whoops-through-the-woods section, so that was one of the several good points of the ride.

When I washed the bike after today's ride, I removed the fuel tank and cleaned the area above the cylinder head cover because I am thinking about checking the valve clearances before next Sunday's ride since I've now had the bike for a year, and the only time I've checked them was before I even rode the bike last August.
Even though they're probably just fine, I like to do this once a year.

I'm also thinking about, since the head cover will be off to do that job, retarding the exhaust camshaft one tooth to put the cam timing as that of a YZ-250FP, Yamaha's motocross bike that my WR-250FP is based on.
Guys that have done it say it's a win/win situation because you get more power everywhere, from the bottom to the top, and they don't understand why the WR comes with cam timing that it does.
Myself, I don't feel the need of requiring more power, but, I am curious about the results, too.
We will see what I decide to do.

I wonder how the latest bullshit news story in the Middle East is going, the one where those sneaky 911-esque terrorists that just seem to thrive all on their own and pop up where and when you least expect them to all by themselves and without any help from any nation's Federal Government are supposedly wreaking more havoc.
I'd imagine this havoc is going to have to be dealt with by hurting some people over there as well as hurting some people over here.

The Great Work steamrolls on, Holmes.

-John

424 NSA Agents Reading My Stuff on the Internet

In the past month since my last post, there's been lots o' talk and news stories ("news" stories, perhaps?) about Edward Snowden and his ratting-out the NSA with their spying on what people write on the Internet and other spying stuff like that.
My take on it?
I basically feel that if you think this is news, buddy, you need to wake up and smell the coffee.

Just what would make somebody think there would not be somebody from some super-secret Federal government agency snooping around and listening-in on what every-day people write and talk about?
Shit, if I remember correctly, William Cooper, on his Hour of the Time radio broadcast from back in the mid-1990s (yes, folks, twenty years ago) reported that the purpose of the National Security Agency was to make and break coded communications, which meant that in order to do that, the NSA must be able to intercept and monitor (spy on, in other words) ALL communications WORLDWIDE.
Or, more plainly, the NSA is allowed to spy on all communications for the reason of protecting the security of the USA.

So, what in blue blazes should make somebody be surprised if some (probably bogus and made-up, or at least exaggerated in order to get people all riled-up) late-breaking, shit bag of a "news" story reports that government spook works are spying on the communications of the people of the USA?
Huh?
Why should you be surprised at that in this day and age, especially?
It should be more like the people of the USA say a great big, "I knew it all the time, you lying scumbags."

It should also surprise nobody that if congressmen can be bought and paid for by the NWO secret societies Mystery Babylon secrets of the ages Banksters and allow the Federal Reserve Act in 1913, if big shots in this country would take part in the giant scam known as 911 and the equally giant scam of Homeland Security, if United Nations legislation threatening to take people's guns away can be written and promoted and cheer leaded by those in United States of America public office, what on God's Green Earth would prevent people from suspecting that ALL communications from them, their families, friends and coworkers/employers are being intercepted, monitored, recorded, and saved for who-knows what?

It's for your protection from terrorists, don't you know?

Shifting gears:

I have been going out on my Sunday Pachaug enduro loop rides, as usual, and the one today was good because I just mounted up a brandy-new Bridgestone M22 rear tire.
Mmmmm-mmmm, traction today felt very good, indeed.
Things could have even better if it were cloudy and if I hadn't tweaked my bum wrist last Sunday, but, I backed it down a notch at times to baby it and all went well enough.
The bike performed well, as usual, and I basically enjoyed it.

Time for bed.
Got that, NSA (and who knows who else) spooks?

-John

423 Religious Fanatics and Rock Agents

Have I offended anyone?
There is a Frank Zappa album with a similar title to it, you know, which is an interesting topic in itself.

In short, I believe that Zappa, along with numerous well-known rock musicians and singers and performers, were part of (and still are to this very day) a covert operation to undermine the morality of this country, damage the solidity of the Constitution of the Unites States of America, corrupt the minds of young people (much to the disapproval of any parents who cared for their children), and to pave the way of throwing the old-school morality of this country out with the trash and to bring in the NWO, the new way of doing things.
That is:
A one-world government, headed by the United Nations, that satisfies the big wigs who are really calling the shots, not our puppet president and his homo cohorts - they are just sell-out players much like Frank Zappa.
And why would they be sell-out participants in such a thing?
Because, I believe, they felt they were part of a superior class of people that had the right to do such things.
Why else?

And, when it comes to the Talmud-believing Jews who go to their synagogues to listen to the Big Daddy Rabbi preaching such superiority over non Jews, they already have a head start in the I'm-Better-Than-You sweepstakes.
I'm not talking about Joseph Average who's just trying to get by like Christian Joe Average, but I do mean that's why there are Much-Better-Than-Joseph-Average Jews in high places that have sold this country down the river in order to usher in the NWO:
They were raised believing they're King Shit.

Shifting gears...

I've been on a few Pachaug enduro loop rides since the last post, the most recent one just yesterday (Sunday, as usual).
I had high expectations for yesterday's ride since it was gray and cloudy (excellent visual conditions for me), but, wouldn't you know it, the sun started peaking out from behind the clouds about two miles into the ride.
It did stay cloudy for most of the ride, but by the two-thirds mark, the sun was staying out much of the time, and that was a bummer.
A bummer because those good conditions were washed away just like that, making me squint in order to cut the brightness down.

So, the ride was, overall, decent, but not great as I initially felt it was going to be.
The WR-250FP, I'm happy to report, felt very good for the 43 miles out there, and the single time I shut the engine off was to stop and take a restroom break, a side-effect of drinking lots of water this time of year.

I've recently communicated with two other people about the possibility of going out on the Pachaug loop for a ride - one a guy who I've known since the mid-1990s, and one guy from an Internet message board who I've never met I person.
We'll see if anything materializes.

-John

 

422: Ol' Blue

 

The WR-250FP after yet another Sunday Pachaug enduro loop ride.

Squeaky-clean, and quite blue.

 

Today, I went out a bit earlier than usual, getting onto the trails by 9:00am.

This was because I went with two other riders, one who I'd ridden with on the Pachaug loop twice last year, and another guy who I'd not met before today.

 

How'd it go?

Not bad at all.

Nobody died that I know of, no crashes that I heard about, and I had a decent ride out there today.

Although the sky was clear and the sun was out brightly, I still managed to ride well enough to get a good feeling from the bike and pull-off some decent riding.

The other guys were still breathing at the end of the 45-mile ride, so I'm assuming they enjoyed it, too.  :)

 

Gear change:

 

Here's a question:

Does anybody know what the difference is between Jews and Christians (such as Roman Catholics)?

I mean besides the big noses.

Answer:

Jews do not and did not accept Jesus Christ.

And why is that?

They didn't like how Christ laid it out for them in plain language that they were no longer towing the line in morality and doing unto others as you want done unto you.

In other words, the elder Jews were doing stupid shit like conducting money-making business inside of God's temple, which was a place of worship, not money and profit.

The Jews also didn't like how this guy Jesus Christ was thought to be the messiah that was foretold to be coming one day and liberate the Jews from all of their oppressors with violence and force and place them above all others, but instead, Jesus was a man of peace and reason, and one of the rare times he did get violent and used force was when he tossed the Jewish businessmen, themselves, out of the temple on their asses.

As they deserved.

In spades.

 

So, since Jesus pointed the finger at the head Jews and told them they were fucking-up, and because Jesus proved not to be the much-anticipated Jew-championing warlord that they wanted but a man of peace who spread the Word of God instead, the head Jews decided to conspire and petition to have him killed.

 

So, there you have it in a nutshell:

Christians accepted Jesus for what he was - a bringer of peace and life - while the Jews rejected him because that's not what they wanted in their kind of new guy in town, which was supposed to be somebody to be pro-Jew and anti-everybody else.

Much how it is to this very day, by the way.

Don't agree?

Bucky, you must have your head in the sand and have been hoodwinked by the bullshit lies and propaganda on TV.

Why don't you quit having a puff on that joint and go find out what the Jewish Talmud teaches.

Because, you see, I was born and raised in a Roman Catholic household and went to a Roman Catholic church every Sunday (as well as Roman Catholic Sunday school immediately afterwards) for years while growing-up in the 1970s.

It was taught to me from as far back as I can remember what Jews like and don't like, and folks, they don't like Jesus Christ.

In fact, they not only don't like Christ, but don't like you or anybody else they don't recognize as being a real, true-to-life, full-blood Jew.

In fact, they don't view being Jewish as a religion, but a race of superior people.

Truly disgusting in my book.

This is what they are taught from a young age:

They are superior and you are a stupid, inferior idiot worthy of being tricked and cheated by them, something that they call Goyim.

They also don't like minorities, especially blacks, who they call Schwartzas.

I can only imagine the choice words they have for Obama behind closed doors.

You think the KKK is a racist organization?

Hardcore Jews are at least as racist.

 

Did you know any of this?

What does this have to do with anything today?

More on this later.

 

-John

421: Payback is Fun - There's Nothing New Under the Sun

Bill Gates, Microsoft bigshot, and, according to magazines that are about money and greed (acquiring more and more money), one of the wealthiest guys in the world.
Since he was born in 1955, that non-gray hair on his head has either been colored-in, or this is based on an older pic.
That snake on his shirt is the ages-old symbol of wisdom and intellect.
Who's got this wisdom?
Ask the serpent in the Garden of Eden.

I don't believe for a second that guys like Bill Gates got to be one of the world's richest men without a pull-up from other bigshots that are above him on the rich man totem pole.
No way.
I do believe he got there by guys more senior than him allowing his company to get as big as it did because they saw a use for him.
Basically, he had help in getting to the spot he got in by other guys who got to the top before he did, himself.

So, what do you think happens when the guys who helped get you there see a need to get something done, and they feel you ARE going to be involved in it?
No-brainer, Lenny:
They'll tell Bill Gates, "Hey, Gates. Time for some payback. Don't forget who helped get you where you are today. Don't disappoint us. Wink-wink. Nudge-nudge."

Hogwash?
You think Bill Gates will bite the hand that feeds him and tell them to f-off?
I doubt it, as that seems perfectly logical to me.
What's more, I feel that's exactly what a wealthy psycho would say to one of their juniors:
I got you here, now pay-up, pal.

So, now Mr. Microsoft is a guy who is part of these TED seminars brainwashing people that we have to stick needles in folks living in these 3rd world countries in order to "help" them.
You know - the places full of people that these guys want rid of because they're useless eaters who are clogging-up the world's population and standing on ground containing the resources that these fat cats say they own.
That's because they claim to own the whole world, you know, even land which you supposedly own and pay your property taxes to your local town hall every year.
That's your rental fee.
And if they actually lay claim to the whole planet, you can bet your ass they'll do as they see fit, and those people over there just ain't fit to live in their vision of what the world should and will some day be like.

I don't think Bill Gates is reluctantly doing this stuff, which I believe is a scam and a lie and rooted in deceit (lies, in other words), because, by now, he's one of these guys and part of the club of wealthy men who have taken on oath or two to keep secrets, protect their brothers, and strive to complete The Great Work as they give each other those funny handshakes, say their code words, and laugh up their sleeves at the profane idiots below them.
After all, if you were as smart as they are, you'd be right up there with them.

Because, you see, governments of countries answer to organizations of these guys, an example being the United Nations.
Just who do you think started or even dreamt-up the idea of the UN?
Some dirt-poor guy wearing a white toga who wanted peace and love in the world?
You're nuts if you believe that stuff.
No, more like the UN is the front organization for these Godless, psychotic bigshots who fear no punishment from God, who believe what they say goes, and who have their fingers and influence on where the world shall be 5, 10, or 50 years from now.


Changing gears:

I went out to a different riding spot yesterday, a place I'd been to once last year.
It's a plot of (so I am told) private property off of what's known as a "rail trail", a path through the woods where railroad tracks used to be.
The steel rails and wooden rail ties are long gone (the New Haven Railroad quit using this rail line in 1968, if I remember), but the path, or railroad bed, is still there, and since there are people living out there, there are plots of private property all along this old railroad bed.
So, what do you do with this wooded land out along this abandoned rail bed?
Ride dirt bikes, goddammit!

I made plans to meet with a couple I've known for about 7 years and spend part of Sunday (yesterday) farting around on the trails and small sand pit on this property.
It was OK, but I only did 7.9 miles according to my odometer.
That's not much riding for a day's dirt biking, so the guy came up with a good idea:
Next time we go out there, we'll connect the trails together into a makeshift loop and ride laps around the loop.
Makes sense to me, as that's exactly what I'd do for myself if I lived there and had unlimited use of it.
We'll see.

Today is Monday, Memorial Day, so there's no jerk today.
I still feel like I haven't ridden enough this weekend, so I plan on going out to the usual Pachaug enduro loop sometime today on the ol' WR-250FP.

-John

420 People Sneezing Due to Pollen

There's probably a lot more than that.

 

Here's a pic (that's the thing above) of one of the Central Cycle Club Pachaug Rock Ride arrows that were used to mark the trails.

What's the CCC Rock Ride?

It's pretty much an organized trail ride that uses the same trail loop in and around the Pachaug forest that I ride on Sundays.

Once a year, the local motocross track (CCC) promotes this ride out on the ol' Pachaug enduro loop, and for the riders not familiar with the lay of the land, these florescent orange arrows point the way around the trails.

NETRA, by the way, is the New England Trail Riders Association, the organization that I'm a member of and also the organization (if I understand what I've read correctly) that went to bat against people (or, one guy in particular, so I was told) in the state of Connecticut bureaucracy waaaaaay back around the years of 1970 - 1974 in order to get dirt bikes un-kicked-out-of the Pachaug forest.

The agreement that was struck is the Pachaug loop I ride on.

Why were dirt bikes kicked out of the Pachaug forest back in the years just after the hippie-dippie movement?

My guess is due to a few retards ruining it for the rest of the responsible, intelligent riders with a brain in their heads, as well as some stupid environmentalist going ape shit at the sight of a knobby tire track on the ground, and that's assuming he got off his ass to go take a walk out in the woods to begin with.

This idiot probably cringes at the though of digging a hole in the ground, yet drives a gas-guzzling Rolls or 20,000-pound SUV that costs $3.2 million, but that's not being a hypocrite.

That is, if the fool is still alive today and healthy enough to drive.

 

Today's Pachaug loop ride was one for the record books.

I felt very good on the bike today - it was cloudy (yes!), there was great traction, low dust, minimal water, and I rode the sections of the loop that I reserve for the days where conditions are good enough and I'm feeling good enough.

Total mileage for the day was 57.7 , which is about 13 more than I've been doing so far this year.

 

Today was one of those great days, I'm happy to say, as I rode well and felt good doing it.

The balance of the bike felt good, the tires worked well, and the bike ran strongly.

All-in-all, it was the kind of ride that makes me wish I had $3.2 million of my own tucked under the mattress so I wouldn't have to go to jerk tomorrow and could do some more riding, instead.

My profession would be riding and wrenching my WR-250FP.

 

I am feeling well and truly tired after having such a good ride today (and a good walk out on the trails yesterday where I picked up that arrow shown above), so, I'll have to save my thoughts on life, liberty, and how we're being scammed by rotten guys in high places for another time.

 

-John

419 Days Since the Last Post

Well, not quite, but it has been a couple of months.
Why the big time gap?
Basically, I became annoyed by how this site would unpredictably alternate between my not needing or my needing the password to gain access to this bloggy kingdom and all of the wealth riches that go along with it.
So, I often felt like not even bothering to conjure-up yet another new password since I'd forgotten the last one.
So, of course, when I felt in a rare mood and decided to roll the dice and try to access this account to blog away, I wasn't even asked for the password.

Word, homie.

First, about riding on the Pachaug loop on the WR-250FP:

I started my weekend habit back up a month ago, and so far, ground conditions and the weather have been quite good.
Two of the rides were cloudy (good) and two were sunny (bad for me), but all-in-all, the rides were anywhere from good to great, so I'm not complaining.
I need a new rear tire badly, and I'll probably mount-up a new M22 before the next ride on Sunday.
The front sprocket teeth are getting thin, and I'll probably change that at the same time as well as disassemble the rear suspension linkage and swingarm pivot for another greasing of those parts.
Important stuff that you can't neglect, lest you go in there to not maintain a high level of lubrication and cleanliness, but to actually remove and replace damaged parts your lazy ass failed to maintain in the first place.
That's not my style.

Overall, the bike is feeling good.
New tires (or, at least a new rear, although the front is worn, too) will only make it better.

Now, a couple points having to do with other big things in life:

The recent gun control political scam.
That's right:
SCAM.
That's all today's politics boils down to:
One big scam.
We're supposed to believe that we are electing people to go to Washington DC to do things for the benefit of the people of the USA (good), where in reality, it's more about these guys being self-serving, crooked, corrupt, dishonest, and not caring what happens to you and me as long as their lofty lifestyle is not compromised.
They've sold out, in other words, and have traded honesty and doing the right thing according to the Constitution of the United Stated of America for wealth, a position of lofty status among their also-lofty peers, and, pretty much, a sense of being better than the people they see as being below them.
What applies to you and me doesn't apply to them, in other words.
They're special.
Who says?
They do.

The shit they're pulling is using these intentionally-done events like the Sandy Hook shooting and the Boston Marathon bombing to be able to point their fingers at what happened and say:
"See? We need more gun control laws and everyone is a suspect terrorist."
It's all a scam, and the goal is the complete disarming of the people of the United States of America, as per the treaties these guys have signed to be on board with their bosses, the guys who run the United Nation, the front group for the wealthy and powerful men of the world who REALLY believe they're a lot better than you are.
These guys are into the Luciferian philosophy, after all, where the belief is that man, through the use of his superior intellect, shall evolve to the point that he, himself, conquers the Earth, conquers nature, and becomes god (and that's god with a lower case g).
You can't get any more conceited and big-headed than that, and that's the caliber of characters we're dealing with on this stuff.
They see themselves as being superior to all others on the planet, feel they have the right to do such things because it suits them, and if it hurts you...oh, well.
They believe in no God like you read about in the Bible or learn about in church - they, themselves, are god as far as they're concerned.
So, with no belief in God, they fear no retribution or punishment from God if they pull bad shit on you in order to make things better for them.
There's nothing keeping them in check.
There's nothing stopping them.
They're Godless.

So, if our Washington DC politicians have sold out for money and status, take orders from their bosses at the UN who aim to bring the whole world under their brand of a one world government and economy, plan on using conjured-up shootings and bombings to use as a cheap excuse (no matter who gets killed in the process, as long as it's not them) to push their lies, take your weapons away to remove your ability to defend against what they want to bring down upon you, throw the Constitution for the United States of America in the trash, and want to bring the world under their vision of some utopia that suits them, what does that mean for us?

Use your head.
Believe in your instinct and gut feeling that, yes, there ARE people in high places that will do you wrong.
Do you wrong because it suits them as they see themselves as being much better than you are and what really matters is what they want.

Knowing is half the battle.

-John