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Through all the Yakity Yak.

Don’t Damn Dare Turn Back.

Only a brief reference to the real war.

Sheltered.

Locked up in a vault.

Locked and sealed way back in the time.

Then when it seems a safe passage through.

Wham Da Bam Fuckin Slam.

There you are.

Wading Waist Deep thru a worlds upon Worlds away.
Steaming Smelly Jungle Swamp.
 

16’s in the air.

Peeping up and down all here and there.

On the constant.

Ready to smoke all and any that ain’t you.

Tick to Tock.

Mission Forward.
Do not be seen.

For if the forward observer is an observed visual.
In quicker than a thin lickety.

Way on the Out of sight.
A vibe.
Passes.
Thinner than the thinnest Molecular Strand.

Vibe in.


Death out.

Everybody gotta go.

So.
One asks.

Is this the real?

The everyday?

Hmmmm.

Whad Da Fuck Do You Think Einstein?

On and On and On.

Through the thicker than thick non 
Relevent click.

Blahsey. Blahsey.

Fat Boy Seemingly About Out His Bag.

Runnin Yak to Yak Yickety Yak.

Go For It Fat Bitch.
Yo Mamma a Hoe.
Just Like You Too Fat and Way To Slow.

A Cowards Heart and A Mouth Too Big.
Landing You Up In The Wrong Damn Gig.

Just Like I knew.
Just As I Called.

Your Fat Obscene Self Ain’t Nothin At All.

So be on your way.

Your Way Outta Your Leauge.
On Da No Good.
In Da Damn Fuckin Wrong Hood.

Way Too Fat.
Absolutely No Good. 

So Now Fat Boy Bitch.
You Surely Know. 

Fuckin Around On Da Wrong Side
Ain’t Da Way To Go.

And Into The Grocery Store I Go.
Just Another Day In The Life.


Now. On To The World.


Whad up World?

Hope your Monday is going well.
Here in this way far gone once great country.

It is Presidents Day.

Just another way to inconvenience the citizens.
At any rate.
I want to pass something very cool on to Ya All.
A new search engine.
That does not track your treks through cyber space.
Here Ya go.
As well this search engine is as detailed and search
Friendly as Google without all the Google Invasive Drama. 
Check it out.
Enjoy.
I do not take the following lightly.
Reported on 2015 14 02.
ISIS on the march to take the Iraqi City of  al-Baghdadi.
As of this writing ISIS has successfully taken the City of al-Baghdadi.
Near the City of al-Bagdadi is the Iraqi Base, al-Asad.
On Base al-Asad 300 Marines are stationed there training Iraqi Army Troops.
As of this writing.
8 ISIS soldiers wearing dis-carded Iraqi Army uniforms
Managed to breach the base where all 8 ISIS soldiers met their Deaths.
The worry seemingly is directed at the 300 Marines stationed atal-Asad.
The description Devil Dog comes to mind.


       


             




Yeah.
Dat's Right.
I'm Representing.
Got A Problem With Dat?


United States Marine Corps Force Reconnaissance

Like We Were Never Fuckin There 

Next Stop Gentlemen    Scenic Beautiful Cambodia

Devil Dog the title given to the 100 Brave and Courageous Marines of the 1/6  Marine Battalion who stood tall against German forces both superior in troops and armament. 
These beyond Brave and Courageous Warriors without sleep nor proper food supplies hung tuff as nails fought with conviction never before seen.
At one point Marine Captain Lolyd W. Williams of The 2cd Battalion, 5th Marines uttered:
Retreat. Hell, we just got here“.
These Brave and Courageous Marines came to be known as ‘1/6 Hard a title given to these Incredible Warriors after the name of the Marine Commander at Bellue Woods;
Major John Arthur Hughes
Then known as ‘Johnny The Hard‘.
Another now famous Marine to walk victoriously out of The Battle of Bellue Forest wasGunnery Sergent Dan Daly.
Recipient of two Medal of Honors.
Gunnery Sergent Daly as well served in the Philippines Santa Domingo  Haiti   Peking  andVero Cruz.
Gunnery Sergent Dan Dalycourageously lead The 73rd Machine Gun Company forward with these words:
Come on, you Sons of Bitches,do you want to live forever“?
Yeah.
Leave It To ‘Gunney‘.
What Else Is New.
Bellue Forest.
Against all odds’s.
Became the battle cry for the entire rest of
World War One.
The battle was such a huge success General Pershing
Exclaimed:
The deadliest weapon in the world is a Marine and his Rifle“.
So.
Regarding Marine Base al-Asad.
Shout Out My Brothers.
I know Ya All got this one.
For Sure.
No One Comin Into Your House.
Leaving Alive.
Especially Some Rag Head Pukes.
Semper Fi Marines.
Carry On My Brothers.
As Always.
Psalm 91.
Lord Got Cha All.
And of course.
Golfing Communist Coke Smokin American Prez.
Wanna be Commander in Chief.
Barry O Barrack.
Not on Da Job.  

As of this writing.
Searching over 33 pages of newz online.
Not one single report regarding any action what 
So ever that The American Selfy Picture Taking
President has even whispered regarding my Marines.

selfiestickpotus









Great Job Mr. President.
An article that jumped out at me today while reading the newz On 
Got me to thinking that some things never change.

That would of course be the direct distinct Hate Towards My People.
The Jews.

Seemingly.
Worldwide.
Jews are again on the run.

Hate towards them has grown to new all time highs throughout Europe.
In the country of Britain a survey was conducted.
47% of the British population expressed deep hate towards the Jews.

The rest of Europe is not any better except for France who is actually pleading with their population of Jews to stay put.
All to no avail.

Jews are streaming over into Israel and The United States.
Both countries having the largest Jewish populations.
The rate of Jews fleeing Europe and elsewhere into The U.S. And Israel is at greater rates than back in the 1950’s.
As well Jewish birthrate is way down all over the world.
Jews are quickly becoming the least populated of all religious Sects.

Yeah Mom.
Guess you were right.
No one likes the Black Man.
And
Everyone Hates the Jews.
So here we go again.
The Jewish Diaspora Contracts – Joel Kotkin, Orange County Register
 France Urges Jews to Stay – The Local
Another article I found somewhat interesting reported how John Stewert is
Stepping down as host of the Daily Show.

The road leading up to Stewert’ departure was based on very Low ratings over the last two years.

What stood out for me was the actual numbers. All under a Million viewers per show.

The article went on to state that Liberals account for actually Less than 18% of the American population.

Wow.

Stupid Fuckin Me.
So how is it possible that this mere tiny slice of Americana is running this sinking by the day country?
If all that was not bad enough.
The very people who should be speaking out.
Screaming.
Have let a far far leftist contingency not only to take over
but to have their say in every fuckin thing.
Simply amazing. 

Here in the desert.
Temps are again on the rise.

This winter has for sure been the coldest in the last four winters.

I surely ain’t gonna complain.
The North East Coast is getting pounded with snow storm
after snow storm.

Damn that Global Warming Climate Change Thang.
Rising Temps by the Day Cause Make Believe Massive Global Warming.

We’re certainly doomed now.


What does past climate change tell us about global warming?

‘Global warming the greatest scam in history’ claims founder of …

http://www.express.co.uk/news/ nature/ 526191/ Climate-change-is-a-lie-global-warming-not-real-claims-weather-channe l-founder – 

Global Warming Lies facts and myths and truths

http://www.newsmax.com/MKTNews/ global-warming-hoax-facts/ 2014/ 10/ 17/ id/ 601458/

The above are just 3 articles I pulled randomly from no less than 19 pages regarding one
search:

The Global Warming Lie‘. 

Trust me.
I’m just playin today.

Nothin But Killin Time.

Happy Presidents Day World.
Yippee!

 George Washington, First President of the United States - Credit: Library of Congress, Prints and Photographs Division LC-USZ62-7585 DLC 
  John Adams, Second President of the United States - Independence National Historical Park
                                     
Image of Thomas Jefferson by Charles Wilson Peale, 1791. - Credit: Library of Congress

Can Ya All Guess The Names Of The Above
United States Presidents?

To My Main Homey.
Yo.
Veronica.
Where You At Girl?


Come On V.
Give A Shout Out To Da Old Man.
Damn Girl.
Left Me In The Dust.


Ryan. Out.




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    Monday, May 11, 2015

    Ryanindaswamp / Man In Da Street

    Trackin Back Here In Da Swamp.
    I Came up On the Following Blog.

    For Myself.
    In All
    Counting Total Number Of Blogs Composed.
    Both WordPress And Here On Blogger.

    In Close To Three And A Half Years
    Regarding Every Blog I Have Written.
    The Following Is By Far Hands Down
    My Very Favorite.

    In the Actual World That 
    This Scenario  Takes Place.

    The Female In The Story 
    Was Most Likely Payment On A Debt.

    That Entire Day 
    Was In Some Way
    Tick To Tock
    Just Off Da Wire.

    The Same Feeling
    Came Back Today
    That I Felt Back
    That day.

    I Hope Ya All Ejoy This Blog
    As Much As I Do.


    Tuesday, April 22, 2014

    The South Side



    The journey from the south side north was always in some way Interesting.
    Then on certain dayz, just plain outrageous.
    Today was one of those.

    I decided to cut over from 44th and 6th west past the pawn Shop.
    From there I proceeded north behind Food City to the Neighborhood, then coming up out of the neighborhood to 33rd, then up and over to south 6th avenue. 

    I was about four blocks into the neighborhood, heading north. 

    As I approached the 5th block I felt a vibe.

     

    Vibes are an integral part of my life on a nano to nano basis.
    For vibes have been the main ingredient regarding my Continuous daily occurrence of exhaling CO2 on this Treacherous planet.  

    I casually glanced 25 degrees to my left. 

    Thank you vibe.

    There stood, over waist high, thick and built, four Pit Bull Dogs. All about a year old.

    These beasts were all white except for one. 
    He was white with black spots, and a big black spot covering his left eye. 
    Adding character as it were.



    I proceeded forward, then looked again left. 

    Seemingly this team of Pups were walking my way. 

    Their determination in their pursuit to check me out was Relentless.
    Upon their approach they all took up their decided positions.

    The first Pit positioned himself directly in front of me. 
    Actually in my direct path.

    The second Pup positioned herself on my left flank.

    The third escort walked around me, taking his position to my right flank.

    Spot eye picked up my rear flank.

    I did not stop my walk. 

    My escorts just calmly fit themselves in cadence.

    There I was, as it were, walking in the middle of a South Side Hood street chaperoned by my newly acquired  friends.

    At this point, we walked, I talked. 

    Softly. 

    Very Calmly.

    Telling these pups how beautiful they were and how damn big They were.

    Forget for a moment they were very large Pit Bulls. 
    They were absolutely some of the biggest dogs I had ever seen.

    So we walked and talked. 

    After four blocks I commented to my newly assigned escort Troops how big they were.

    That they're doggie parents must be very large as well. 
    I inquired at that point as to where were their Momz and Popz.

    That's when I caught it.

    On a front lawn, inclining upwards at about 20 degrees stood for sure the biggest damn Pit Bull, dog I had ever seen.
    Mom.

    Mom figured, what the hell. 

    She joined in on this bazaar march. 

    Mom took up right flank. 

    I told her she was surely big.

    I said Popz had to be as big as well or, God Forbid, bigger.

    Just as the period appeared on my vocal sentence, there he was. 
    Approaching from the right. 

    For sure, without a doubt, he was Big Dog. 
    He joined the parade.

    We all walked on for another block, me and the whole dog Famdamily.

    Out of the wild blue, big pup in front hit the deck, rolled over, Started licking my legs. 
    Then sister and brothers joined in this street love while Momz And Popz looked on.

    After a few minutes of love they all approached me to receive Some serious behind the ear petting.

    Then, just as they approached me, they all disbanded and went their various ways.

    Then, exhibiting a choreographed cheerleader move, they all Looked back and nodded their heads to the right as if signaling Farewell.

    I looked up. 

    I muttered to HIM. 

    Uh Huh.

    Walking with Wild Street Pit Bulls. 

    You for sure Trippin Lord. 

    Then in a quick lickety, a strong desert breeze brushed it's Sweetness over me followed by three Butterflies passing Directly in front of me and just to make sure HE was clear, a Black bird Descended before me screeching his, 
    "Have a good day Buddy".

    I proceeded to 32cd street, then cut over to south 6th avenue.

    As I made my way north up south 6th avenue, approaching 31st street I noticed on the east side corner on 6th avenue and 31st street three young Mexican men, 16 to 18 years old Standing there, more like securing that particular part of the Tarmac.

    These teenagers were dressed in red. 
    Red bandanas. 
    Bloods.



    With these young men were two very beautiful young Mexican Girlz. 
    Maybe sixteen years old.

    I continued north on south 6th. 
    I always walk opposite of the traffic flow. 

    As I approached 30th, one of these young ladies made her approach towards me. 
    Crossing south 6th to my side of the street.

    As she grew closer, to what I call my meet and greet space I Said;

    "Yo señorita aplogize. no soy un perspectiva bueno."

    For my single lingual readers. Defined:
    "I apologize. I am not a good prospect"

    Young girl positioned herself to my right, without a word, fell in lock step with me.

    The time was 08:45. 
    Sunday morning.

    We walked in this manner, silent for the next three blocks.

    Without any props, out the wild blue, this beautiful young girl Said to me;

    "¿Tiene algún licor?"

     For my single lingual readers. Defined:
    "Do I have any liquor"?


    "No, te puedo asegurar que no lo haga. ¿No es demasiado joven para beber licor. Así que es muy pronto."

    For my single lingual readers. Defined
    "No, I sure don't. Are you not too young to be drinking liquor. As well it is so very early".

    "Hace que vaya más rápido"

    For my single lingual readers. Defined: 
    "It makes it go faster".

    "Que quiere decir los hombres y todas los repeticiones?"

    For my single lingual readers. Defined: 
    "You mean the men and all the repetition"?

    "Si"

    We walked on for a bit.

    "Se puede orar por mí?"

    For my single lingual readers. Defined
    "Will you pray for me"?


    "Sí. Rezaré por usted. ¿Cómo se llama usted?"

    For my single lingual readers. Defined: 
    "Yes. I will pray for you. What is your name"?

    "Mi nombre es Monique."

    For my single lingual readers. Defined
    "My name is Monique".


    "Para que Monique. Que Dios los bendiga."

    For my single lingual readers. Defined:
    "For sure Monique. God Bless You".

    With that Monique trailed off east, across 6th avenue.
    I turned right off south 6th avenue, west up south 28th street. 
    I walked another 10 steps up south 28th.
    My tears started to hit the hot tarmac like exploding mortars. 
    I looked and said through the torrential onslaught of tears;

    "Lord, God Almighty, Please, Oh God, Please Intercede and Find This Young Lady. Save Her Lord. Oh God Please Save Her".

    Can't say how long I stood there begging My Lord God Almighty To Save This Beautiful Young Girl from the spoils of war.
    Tears finding this keyboard as I type. 
    The treacherous, wicked world for now safely at bay.

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    Wednesday 23 April 2014

    What does Vladimir Putin want in Ukraine?

    Subversion from withinnot attack from without has emerged as the Russian presidents favored technique for controlling events in Ukraine

    Russian President Vladimir Putin stands at the table before the meeting with the permanent members of the Russian Security Council in the residence of Novo-Ogaryovo outside Moscow on April 11, 2014. President Vladimir Putin on Friday said Russia would fulfil its contractual obligations to send natural gas to Europe after threatening to pull the plug on energy supplies over Ukraine's unpaid gas bill
    If Vladimir Putin wants to change the world bequeathed by the West’s victory in the Cold War, then where exactly does this mission end? Photo: AFP/Getty Images


    When is an invasion not an invasion? No Russian tanks have rolled across Ukraine’s eastern frontier and no spearhead infantry units are ravaging the post-industrial wastes of the Donbas, yet the Kremlin has still managed to seize de facto control over a string of towns inside its neighbour.
    This shadowy operation in eastern Ukraine reveals much about the temperament of President Vladimir Putin. Ordering a conventional military invasion – a sort of Operation Barbarossa in reverse – would have been far too obvious for this KGB graduate. While Nato’s high command fretted over the presence of between 35,000 and 40,000 Russian troops on Ukraine’s border, he chose a more subtle method of coercing his neighbour.
    Subversion from within – not attack from without – has emerged as Mr Putin’s favoured technique for controlling events in Ukraine. A full-scale invasion may yet happen, but for now at least, the Kremlin has chosen to wage a deniable war in the twilight.
    Stage one of this operation began 10 days ago when armed men seized government buildings in Kharkiv, Luhansk and Donetsk, the capitals of Ukraine’s three eastern regions with large Russian minorities. Then, on Saturday and Sunday, this campaign suddenly escalated. Within the space of 24 hours, the gunmen occupied police stations and other official buildings in six towns across the Donetsk region.
    Their modus operandi summoned comparisons with the fate of Crimea, which fell under de facto Russian control in a few days in February. As in Crimea, the men in the vanguard of these assaults flew Russian flags from their conquests. As for their aim, they demanded total autonomy for their home regions – or straightforward union with Russia.
    William Hague, the Foreign Secretary, drew an explicit parallel with Crimea yesterday, noting how the “forces” in action in eastern Ukraine were “behaving in exactly the same way as what turned out to be the Russian forces in Crimea”. All this amounted to a “gross, deliberate and premeditated violation of the independence and sovereignty of Ukraine”, Mr Hague added.
    So will eastern Ukraine go the way of Crimea and end up as another region of Russia, or is Mr Putin playing a more subtle game? No one can doubt that he has already achieved his first objective, namely to impale Ukraine’s post-revolutionary government on the horns of an impossible dilemma. If the country’s new leaders rise to this challenge and deploy their army to wrest back the occupied towns and government buildings, then Russians might well be killed – and Mr Putin would have his pretext for a full-scale invasion.
    Hour after hour, Russian television pumps out propaganda about how Ukraine has fallen into civil war and the February Revolution brought “fascists” and “extremists” to power. Mr Putin would claim any bloody incident as proof of his case. If he chose to invade, he would present the onslaught as the only way of calming the chaos, hoping that we would forget his part in causing it.
    If, on the other hand, Ukraine’s leaders ignore the provocation and leave towns like Slovyansk in the hands of their enemies, then the central government will steadily lose control over the east. Groups of masked men would carry out one occupation after another. The map might remain the same, but in reality, the border between Russia and Ukraine would be submerged as the Kremlin proceeded with the creeping annexation of large areas of its neighbour, building by building and town by town.
    In theory, the government in Kiev has made its choice. On Sunday, Oleksandr Turchynov, the acting president, gave the armed men until yesterday to leave all public buildings or face an “anti-terrorist operation”. But the deadline attached to this threat expired with no sign of an assault, suggesting that Mr Turchynov and his colleagues are still wrestling with their dilemma.
    That will not have disappointed Mr Putin. He has carefully left his adversaries with a way out: they can escape from their agonising predicament, but only by doing exactly what he tells them.
    Russia has already spelt out its objectives in Ukraine: the Kremlin wants the country to have a new constitution allowing total autonomy for the eastern regions. In addition, Russia demands that this new settlement must guarantee Ukraine’s non-aligned status – in other words, rule out membership of Nato or the European Union for ever. Taken together, these diktats would guarantee that Ukraine remains firmly inside Moscow’s orbit.
    With the manoeuvres of the past few days, Mr Putin hopes that he has won the leverage to bend Ukraine’s leaders to his will. “There are two possible interpretations of these events,” says Dr Alex Pravda, a Russia specialist at St Antony’s College, Oxford. “Either this is part of a long-term strategy to partition Ukraine. Or it’s a series of tactical moves designed to leverage influence over Kiev. I think it’s the latter.”
    But Mr Putin is running risks. The first is that Ukraine’s leaders might choose the first horn of the dilemma and meet force with force. If they wrest back a town, killing a dozen or so Russians in the process, then Mr Putin could find himself under pressure to invade, whether that is part of his plan or not. “More than five or 10 casualties would be a very difficult situation for him to manage,” says Dr Pravda. “He’s trying to create a chaotic situation where he has managed leverage, but it’s high risk.”
    Moreover, the people of eastern Ukraine might not behave in quite the way that Mr Putin hopes. If he wanted to trigger a groundswell of popular revulsion against the revolutionaries in Kiev, then it has not happened yet. Only a few hundred people have been directly involved in the occupations, supported by relatively modest crowds of demonstrators.
    Unlike in Crimea, ethnic Russians are a minority in eastern Ukraine, albeit a sizeable community of 38 per cent in the Donetsk region. None the less, opinion polls suggest that support for joining Russia is a minority cause. Over 83 per cent of voters in Donetsk backed independence for Ukraine in a referendum accompanying the dissolution of the Soviet Union in December 1991. So it is far from obvious that Mr Putin is working with the grain of popular opinion. If he does invade, the inhabitants of eastern Ukraine could wage an eternal partisan war behind the lines even if he achieved a conventional military victory.
    There is, however, a still more important question. What exactly are Mr Putin’s long-term goals? In his speech announcing the return of Crimea to Russia last month, he denounced the iniquities of the post-Cold War settlement, forced upon his country at its moment of maximum weakness. He promised a rapturous audience that he would reverse those injustices and restore Russian greatness.
    That ambition clearly included annexing Crimea. But does it also require a forcible redrawing of the map of eastern Ukraine to incorporate more Russian-speaking regions into the mother country? And what about the Baltic states, all of them members of Nato and the EU, while also being home to significant Russian minorities?
    If Mr Putin wants to change the world bequeathed by the West’s victory in the Cold War, then where exactly does this mission end?
    Perhaps he is only really interested in the Slavic heartland of the old Soviet Union, namely Russia, Ukraine and Belarus. Equally possible is that he does not know the answer to that question. But the fate of eastern Ukraine in the weeks ahead will help to reveal how far Mr Putin is prepared to go in his burning ambition to restore Russia’s greatness.


















    Saturday, May 9, 2015


    Rudolf Christian Karl Diesel



    Ya All might be familiar with this Man due to the Diesel Engine.

    Karl was born in Paris, France in 1858. His family was forced To leave France along with many other German families in 1870 as a result of The Franco/Prussian War. His family settled In London, England.

    At the age of 14 Karl informed his parents that he wanted to Become an engineer. It was in this year that Mr. Diesel enrolled At the Industrial School of Augsburg.

    After two years Karl received a merit scholarship to the Royal Bavarian Polytechnic of Munich.

    Due to Typhoid Karl was not up to graduating from Royal Bavarian Polytechnic of Munich. 
    At this point in his life Karl Accepted a position with Sulzer Brothers Machine Works in Winterthur, Switzerland.
    As a result of Mr. Diesel' work in Switzerland Karl graduated In January 1880 with sky high academic honors.

    It was at this time that he accepted a position with his former Professor Carl Von Linde , assiting with the design and Construction of a modern Refrigeration and Ice Plant. 
    Diesel became the director of the Plant one year later.

    As well Mr. Diesel was more than instrumental in developing The steam engine.
    His approach took his success with refrigeration to a higher Level in so incorporating that knowledge he gleaned from Refrigeration to expand that knowledge in his approach to
    Perfecting the steam engine.


    Rudolf' Diesel's First Diesel Engine

    But it was the Diesel engine that put Rudolf on the map
    So to speak.

    In Mr. Diesel' original design of the Diesel engine, he Specifically designed that engine to run on one of this palnets Most reknewable resources.

    In fact this plant grows virtually like a weed. 

    In fact in many circles this wild plant is simply 
    Referred to as 'Weed'.

    Yep.
    You guessed it.

    Mr. diesel designed the Diesel engine to run on 'Hemp Oil'.







    Not only did this fuel burn clean leaving absolutely zero
    Pollution but as well a consumer could literally grow his fuel
    In the backyard with very little modifications to the actual
    Harvested plant.

    Henry Ford received word of Mr. Diesel' engine and the fuel
    Requirements of said engine.
    Henry got busy.
    Again.

    I say again for the simple fact that Henry Ford'
    First Model T Ford was designed and built to run on 'Hemp Oil'.

    Door Panals.
    Fenders.
    Other Body Parts Were Manufactured From 'Hemp'.

    The realty is that the above mentioned manufactured
    Body parts from 'hemp' are actually stronger and much
    More Durable than their steel counterparts.

    Ford in fact reverted to peanut oil to power 

    The first Model T at the 1900 World Fair.

    As well Rudolf Diesel joined in on the peanut oil parade to Power his Diesel Engine at the same 1900 World Fair.

    Diesel and Ford teamed up to patent their Hemp Powered Engines with The U.S. Patent Board. 


    Henry Ford very seriously looked at the prospect 
    Of automobile engines running on Hemp Oil 
    That Mr. Ford went as far as contributing a rather 
    Large investment Into the ownership of actual Marijuana Fields.







     Henry Ford Sits Among His Harvest

    Diesel and Ford' downfall so to speak was not only the real Push regarding the Whore relationship between The
    United States Government and Big Business 
    But as well the ushering in of 
    A Brave New Polluted World.

    In fact the dominant players sitting on the patent
    Board not only held those high positions but as well
    Were very highly invested in Oil and Forests.

    As well these Whore Titans of Industry knew without
    A doubt the damage that petrochemical exhausts would
    Play and Plauge on the world planet.

    Three Very Powerful/Wealthy American Businessmen 
    During that period of time.

    DuPont Melon and Hears.
    Made sure that the world would suffer not only 
    Dire Physical harm to the human inhabitants of this 
    World Planet as a direct result of the pollution Emitted 
    From the Petroleum Burning Combustion Engines 
    But as well the devastating destruction to the environment
    Wou;d sustain in the harvesting of Petro Chemicals.

    But for DuPont Mellon and Hearst it was not enough through
    Their powerful influence within The United States Government
    To buy a way out of granting  patents to Ford and Diesel.

    DuPont, Mellon, and Hearst then through their connections
    Deep and Corrupt within The Congress and The Senate
    Of The United States bumped up their game through payoff's
    And bribes to have the Senate and Congress of The United States Out Law Marijuana itself in all of it's applicable uses. 

    Guaranteeing that Greed would overcome common sense 
    And simplicity to The All Mighty Whore. The Dollar.

    In 1937 DuPont, Mellon and Hearst were able to push a "Marijuana" prohibition bill through Congress in less than three months, which destroyed the domestic hemp industry.
     

    Not only did this accomplish fatter pockets to the wealthy powerful
    Threesome but as well destroyed individual Americans lives
    Through the close to life sentence incarceratios in prison for simple possession
    Of 
    'Weed'.

    If all that was not enough.


    Rudolf Christian Karl Diesel died of very very strange Circumstances.
    Some even say Mr. Diesel was Murdered.
     

    Diesel died under mysterious circumstances in 1913, vanishing During an overnight crossing of the English Channel on the Mail Steamer Dresden from Antwerp to Harwich. 
    Diesel's death might Have been suicide, accidental or an assassination. 
    Proponents of the Assassination theory point out that shortly After Diesel's death, a Diesel-powered German submarine fleet Became the scourge of the Seas. 
    Diesel had been friendly to France, Britain and the United States. 

    At the very least this story frames in black and white the
    Corrupt and Criminal act of Big Business and The United States Of America' Government' role in the hand to pocket payoff's to The very individuals ' We The People' elect 
    To make absolutely sure this type of Criminal Enterprise does not exist.

    Today this Corruption is in the from 
    Of 
    American Government
    And 
    The American Industrial Military Complex.

    Along with such agencies as The C.I.A. 
    Their tentacles reaching Deep Far and Wide  in the 
    Perpetration and Promotion of war for profit.

    Many Many Blogs ago I wrote regarding a mineral called;
    'Subsurface Brine's'. 
    These miracle minerals are the number one main ingredient in
    The Manufacturing of  Lithium Batteries.

    One can not take a step in Afghanistan without stepping on
    Subsurface Brine's.

    Africa is even richer in Subsurface Brine's.

    The individuals living conditions in Africa who harvest
    Subsurface Brine's Make 19th Century Slave Labor 
    Look 
    Like 

    Walk 
    On 
    Bali At Sunrise.



    In fact The United States began building a huge military complex In Africa in the beginning of 2011.

    This action is unprecedented in American Foreign Policy since
    Well... forever.

    For the simple fact that America had not a need for 
    Any type of U.S. Military presence in Africa. 
    Ever.

    You can dress this pig up all you want.

    Put as much lipstick across this Swines grill as you want.

    The bottom line.

    Da Fat Catz 
    Gave 
    The 
    Good To Go 
    As Well 
    Bukoo Stacks
    To 
    Make Absolutely Sure 
    That 
    They 
    Got Their 
    Subsurface Brine Minerals.
    At all costs.

    Worst case scenario.

    Let Loose 
    The Hounds
     Of 
    The American Industrial Military Complex.

    What The Hell.

    The 1% Piling Even Higher Stacks($) Bu Da Fuck Koo.

    Everybody Just Gettin Fatter.

    As Long As You're' Every Bodies Ass' 
    Is part Of The 1%.

    Ryan. Out.


     

    Tail End 

     



    I Want To Apologize.

    A Total My  bad.

    I Have For The Most Part Concluded
    Ryanindaswamp.

    What I Had Decided 
    Was 
    That 
    When
    Time Allowed 
    As 
    In 
    The 
    Need 
    To Kill 
    Some
    Time.

    A Mode 
    That 
    Arises 
    Every Now 
    And
    Then 
    In 
    My 
    At Times Hectic Life.

    That I Would Go Back

    To the Beginning Of This Blog
    And
    Edit Some Of The Very First Blogs.

    I Some How Hit On The Diesel Blog.


    The My Bad As It Were

    Is That I Did Not Realize That The Diesel Blog
    Was In Fact A Draft And Not Yet A Ready
    For Prime Time Presentation.

    So The Editing On What I Thought Was
    A Live Blog Was Actually A Draft.

    I Felt I Needed To Explain This.

    Hope Ya All Enjoyed.



    The Following 
    Iz 

    Tribute To My 
    Hometown Birth Place.

    L.A.
    Love Angeles, California






    Guns N' Roses - Welcome To The Jungle (Official video)





    Guns N' Roses - Knockin' On Heaven's Door Live at Hard Rock Las Vegas 2014 1080p


    I Dedicate 
    The Following 
    Mix 
    To 
    Ms. Tanya.

    Sweeter 
    Than 
    The 
    Sweetest 
    Of 
    Sweetest 
    Black Molasses.



    Guns N' Roses - Sweet Child O' Mine (Full Version)