I visited the "Verses" website that goads us to "Take back the Tour." Verses is the sports cable channel that brings us extreme fighting, killing for sport, and hours daily of ads for DRUGS, DRUGS, DRUGS. It is telling me that I am a "fair weather friend" of the tour, as, all the while, Verses demonstrates that it is one of the prime entities from which we must "take back the tour." I wonder what-the-fuck is going on with the cycling community and why everyone is not screaming, "Verses is the biggest hypocritical piece of whore shit in the sports media biz." Mind control works best when you don't know see it at work. Under his scalp it may guide Phil Ligett to anger when Greg Lemond tells him the truth. But, Greg is not visible because he DOES tell the truth. Verses will never let anyone interview him. They know he will rock their world, and oops, there goes the paycheck from Satan.

There is much work to be done. Western society is so spoon fed on mass media mind control that our population is ready to kill anything that moves as long as they don't have to leave their video game keyboard. Fascism is the use of power for destruction of our most potent enemy, nature. We are part of nature, so the self-destructive nature of our mentality is right on the surface.

Verses, the cable television "sports" channel, is singleminded in its pursuit of money and the delivery of mass communication that bends impressionable minds into pretzels of steel to guide a strong body into submission to the state. That pretzel is a swastika, not the ancient Hindu symbol for spirtual energy, but a fascist icon that symbolizes the destruction of the individual, sacrificed to the will of the group mind of corporations.

What is wrong with the Tour:

Corporations.

A mass event flagged by body worship is the very definition of fascist propaganda that emerged from the Nazi Regime in Germany of the late 1930's. The Master Race was defined as perfect bodies, strong and precise, by one of the most innovative and creative filmmakers of the 20th century, Leni Reifenstahl. The Jews were portrayed by Fritz Hipler (Hippler) as rat-like and feeble. As a film professor I was privleged to Hippler's films for educational purposes. They are housed in a film library in Chicago, considered so powerful that only certified professional film historians can check them out for viewing. The mass-worship of a defined perfect body was invented by the Egyptians and carried to its ultimate expression by the Greeks, Roman aristocracy, then in the powerful western cinema of the Third Reich and Hollywood of the late 20th Century. It will carried to its final destination within the soon-to-be world government of the 21st Century that ends all mankind within a Chinese ant-like mass society dominated by ultra-fascists bent on the destruction of all that is natural and free. If you have not see the propaganda film about China that was released recently to inspire interest in the coming olympics, check out your local public television station. That is where the propaganda is being pumped out nowadays. The entire system is bent on destruction. Media creates dangerous MEMES placed inTO the minds of everyone, especially impressionable youth, like that song that you cannot get out of your mind. There is a meme to kill that goads the most repressed among us to conquering wars and oppression of those perceived as "weak" or "ugly" or merely "different." The victims of our greed become faceless and inhuman in our media. Watch the HBO series "Generation Kill" for an example of objectification of the "enemy"--you only see the faces of the troops, our "heroes." Iraqi faces are hidden by scarves and black hoods. Our heroes are murderers. Hannibal Lecter is really a good person. The Joker is more sympathtic than Batman, for sure. The politics of fascist mind control pop up as repressed homo-erotica, the subconcious expressed through hero worship of males by other males. In ancient Greece, all was on the table, plain to see, up front and in your face. But, have you even heard of a gay racer in the Tour? That makes me worried! They are there, but no one mentions them while they interview girlfriends in an obvious (to all who study this) attempt to cover the repressed homo-erotica of the sport. The rednecks I pass on the highway understand. They whistle at my lycra.

Repression amid the worship of the perfect body is the pathway to war and destruction and repression is right there for everyone to see, if only they use eyes attached to a brain with knowledge. Read Wilhem Reich and Sigmund Freud! Read CAMILLE PAGLIA! She will tell you that the only free human is the openly homosexual male. The male homosexual defines male and female with equal appreciation. Fag hags understand that the only real love and appreciation they will get free of debt is from a male homosexual, who will tell her the truth without worry or compromise. Without drag queens women wouldn't know how to be sexy. Paglia says their freedom is why nature doses these people with disease. They are outside of the rules of nature's game. They are having sex and not having babies. There is a taboo on the mention of homosexuality in the coverage of extreme sport by such media outlets as Verses. They give us penises embossed in lycra, almost-naked men beating each other bloody in rings of wire cage, men hiding in bushes laying in wait for the most innocent, guys in tights with the camera up close on their asses as they pedal away on their crotch rockets, but they never speak of what this truly is: Homosexuality. The most macho of men are simply homos without the courage to be queer. See any women in that Tour? They race a tour on their own, but no one watches them, like they are being shamed for their lack of a penis.

"Hero" worship. Have we worn the word out, yet? The big problem is that true heroes are not recognized. Superficial heroes like athletes are lionized. Our troops are heroes only by the fact that they are our troops. This, again, is a form of mind control over the masses. When the time comes, who will step up to actually sacrifice money, life or limb for good, for a suffering soul in need? Is sacrifice of body and time for money and/or fame really heroism? Define it for yourself, but don't let others tell you who what is worthy of your worship. Worship is attention. Look at something too long and you give it energy within yourself. You carry it within your soul. If there is a hell it is made up of the very things you choose to worship on Earth. I worship television, so here I am wrapped up in caring about a bicycle race. I, too, am a fool. I am making a concious effort to ditch this crap, starting now. No more TV Tour for me!

The power of money over circumstance. Money. Money. Money. The root of all evil.

Team sport and its methods of training and "winning." Eddie Merckx ate bacon and eggs for breakfast, and drank coffee as his performance enhancers. His power was that of the individual within a race that allowed for his individual freedom. But, he did do the original performance enhancer, B-12 shots.

The very idea of "winning" in the face of death and uncaring nature. Winning. Winning. Winning. We all loose in the end. Winning is an illusion that strokes ego. If all you have is ego, then win while you can. Hell is waiting.

Television. And the idiots who decide what you see and what you don't.

Helicopters.

Radios suck! If I was to pick one single thing to outlaw in order to make the race more exciting and competitive, I'd ditch the radios. Keep the drugs. Ditch the radios and we'd see some carnage for sure. Radios turn the race into the breakaway, the catch, and the sprint. Each day is a xerox copy of the day before. Maybe the names are different, the ancient castle, chalet or cathedral shot from the helicopter is different, but the outcome of the stage is almost always is the same, thanks to the damn radios that take stradegy out of the mind of the individual racer, who would need to start thinking on his own without the team car that follows with all the gear and the idiot on the radio screaming, "Go, go, go!"

Team cars. This is a bike race! Fuck the cars.

Technical support. The bicycle must be part of the race again. Those are not real bicycles on the top of that team car. They are disposable advertising billboards. If you get a race bike to ride the road, you are just falling for the marketing and will have buyers remorse faster than you can say Pinerello Prince. Carbon fiber is a joke, folks. It is like toilet paper. Wipe your ass on that Prince, and throw it away.

Team medical. Medical attention should not be provided by team doctors and trainers. It should be an even playing field. Remove the team doctors and each racer would have to administer EPO to himself. The team doctors are there not to keep the riders healthy, but to keep them stronger than the next guy in any way possible.

No women? Hey, let's let the sexes race together. Sure the men would kick the women's butts, but think about it, some of those guys would follow the women just to watch that butt. Hell, I would! It would introduce a new strategic wrinkle. But the repressed homos would really freak out. The openly gay men would love it. They truly appreciate women for their beauty and power.

Sponsors? Here, ride this piece of crap. Sell this piece of crap for us. Ride for a fucking bank. Ride for a company that sells natural gas futures and jacks up the price for people who need to heat their homes. Fuck the third world and the natural environment. Garmin sucks. You may as well be riding for a concentration camp or slaughter house.

Motorcycles. Get hit by one. I have had that experience. They are awful when combined with bicycles. Annoying pieces of shit in a bike race, provided so that we can see the riders' asses from two feet away.

Lance Fucking Armstrong. 7 wins don't come close to a single Eddy Merckx stage win at this point, in my opinion. The team is the Freudian phalanx. Lance is the ideal body that Leni Rheifenstal got lambasted for idealizing when she produced Hilter's propaganda, "Olympia" and "Triumph of the Will." Verses is a fascist propaganda machine with Lance in the middle of the shot. The right wing creep, standing there with John McCain and George Bush. George Carlin got it: Fuck Lance Armstrong. We have had enough of him. It is not that I hate him as a person. I just hate him as a personae. I am more interested in the human interest story of the guy who came in last than Lance's cancer and his 7 wins. I feel that drugs not only caused his cancer, but covered his drug use after the cancer. I am not the only one who feels that way. Greg Lemond is there with me. Even Lance himself has said that he wouldn't do drugs because he "wouldn't want to have to go through the cancer again." Was anyone but me listening to that TV interview?

The BIG bicycle industry. Those big companies like Specialized who operate on the same principle as Verses--fascist propaganda as advertising. Make the sacred bicycle a tool of destruction.

The romanticism of lies. People love to be lied to. Sheryl Crow is a star fucker who plays the accordian. She ain't that smart, folks. I love her music, but music is a sacred prayer that all sinners find hope in.

Carbon fiber--it rides like a chunk of dead wood (as one client told me, "like a 2 by 6") and its fabrication kills living creatures, including the people who work with it. But, who cares about those Chinese people who build every single carbon bike you see in the race.

Male bonding originated as the primal drive to aggressive war, evolved from tribal defense of home from invading hordes, like the United States Marines.

The media. Verses cable channel. The magazines are not even worthy of mention, except for the fact that they are made from the same dead trees that the carbon fiber bikes feel like. The writers are usually hero worshipping lackies that cannot say anything out of the box. The commentators suck. Bob Roll is only there because he is such a welcome contrast to the other fellows who seem to have sticks up their asses.

How can we "Take back the Tour?"

Who wants it? Give it back to the French! I am sure they want it. It is not worthy of existence in its current form, so it needs to be scrapped in order to save it. The media circus needs to calm down and go away so the French can enjoy their race again. Go back to its birth and you have something worthy of redemption--a free gathering born of passion for the efficiency and magical freedom of the bicycle that allows a single human being to travel for hundreds of miles in a hurry without a horse or a car. It began with rugged individuals forced to see the beauty of cooperation with their mirror image "competitors." The event's coffin is the "new tour", a perfect allegory for the end game of selfishness and forced selfless acts towards the conquest of nature, taking place on paved roads that divide tree from tree, possession from possession, rabbit hole from rabbit hole, number from number, ultimately delineating a smooth pathway home or away from home for things on wheels. Just let the crazies ride their bikes. Don't encourage bad behavior.

The tour has to shed its sins and become innocent once again. The only way to shed the results of a hundred years of growing unhealthy stagnation towards fascism is to kill the damn thing with apathy. Don't go to France to watch it. Don't watch it on television. Don't aspire to its evil goals and at-all-costs forget its definition of "winning." If we cannot kill it in the court of public opinion, it will die on its own (it seems to know how to kill itself), then it can be reborn out of pure passion for cycling and become what it once was: A celebration of the art of the bicycle, the single most important invention ever created. Look at the old posters of tour riders!

The only real problem here is the belief that the Tour needs to be "taken back." It needs to go away. Go away long enough for folks to get clear of the evil money barons who fucked it up. It needs to be reborn, free of nationalism and corporate control, free from the worship of winning that kills. The Tour De France is a "tour" where no one is "touring!" These guys are talking to one another, if they are not fighting one another. Some are cycling away from poverty, most cycling toward personal gain into a realm of lies and slight-of-hand that has no attachment to the joy of magic. Winning is coming in first at all costs. Loosing is coming in second or being caught in a lie.

We need to forget about Lance Armstrong. He is the very essence of what is wrong with the Tour. He is the consumate liar, the epitomy of body-worshipping, war-dominating, right-wing fascism that will have you donate your earnings to cancer research so that rich people can be cured of cancer, while the powerless poor suffer out of sight, out of mind. EPO is a cancer drug, for Christsake! Does anyone see this? Does anyone understand how he got away with his own drug use before and after the cancer? The most dishonest people grab hold of the word "honesty" as a further deception. Anyone who thinks Lance is clean is just a fucking idiot. Everyone is dirty in this Tour even if they say they ain't. And does anyone remember Lance's speech on the podium after the final stage in 2006? What an idiot! What a waste of a moment in front of the world. "I feel sorry for you."

There are really no heroes in this bike race at this point, aside from the selfless druggie trying to win for the sake of his family in Kazakstan, or the occassional pitiful attempt by a clean rider to get attention by leading the race in front of the world, if only for a while as the radios keep the peloton posted on his position. These guys used to win stages. Do you think Eddie would have one as many stages with the radios blaring. That kind of heroism is personal, so you just have to love those guys for it, even if you never even see them win on TV. They win anyway, and some of them know it. But remember, they do this under a cloud of suspicion and we never know if they are "heroes" or "scoundrels" until the media tells us so. And if there are actual heroes, I say we put those poor kids coming from the former Soviet Union on a pedestal, even if they are dirty as hell, training like mad without the super-genes that now mask big-corporation big-money cheating within teams that lie as blatantly as you can ever imagine.* Remember, it is all about winning! Nothing else matters, even if they say, "It is not about winning" or "Our team tests for drugs voluntarily." Those guys are using the artificial genes, folks. You cannot test for a gene, ever.

And where is Greg Lemond, The only voice of truth in the whole cycling sports world, there to give it to us straight? Verses and the entire organizational infrastucture of the Tour and international press are afraid of Lemond, because that fucker tells the TRUTH! Shit, he took down Floyd Landis with an ugly truth about himself. He may not get my personal way of seeing mass sport's connection with fascism (as most people who are controlled by the "matrix" do not), but he knows what is going on with the drugs and "winning." Even Bob Roll, someone I truly appreciate because of his elevation of human frailty (he seems to lift up the art of "loosing"), honesty and true love of the sport, is starting to get the picture. I feel he is like me in many ways, caught up in the passion for cycling, despite the flaws, social order and "doing business." Bobke is a real winner. He works at "soul" and has a soul, but he will loose both if he does not accept a certain "loss" of innocence and just throw a fucking fit on TV. Bobke needs to forget the money he will loose, stand up and scream, "This Tour is bullshit. Lance is bullshit. These teams are bullshit. I have been screwed." Then he should take his "winnings" home to Colorado and rebuild his own warped perceptions of the tour in order to be a midwife at its rebirth as a free event, an event for people, not corporations and profit at all costs. The corporations don't care about the health of the poor kids on bikes, training in the former Soviet Union, eating radioactive food, riding through the radioactive countryside, watching family and friends die of cancers too cruel to be tamed by Lance Armstrong, willing to take any drugs to win in order to feed families and get a bit of fame before they die at the age of 27. These people do those performance enhancing drugs to win so that their family can survive, so that their sister can get cancer treatments like Lance--well, not like Lance--more like me with my crummy insurance with the huge deductible and the idiot doctors on drugs themselves, more interested in their upcoming vacation to Hawaii than someone else's cancer. Or those who have no insurance in a nation where corporations decide who lives and dies as Lance raises money for corporations to do more research that only the rich will benefit from. Here's my donation to the cancer fund: Ed Martel, a famous scientist I met at the University of Colorado told me in a personal conversation that all cancers are caused by alpha emitting particles that find their way into a place of regeneration within a body. Due to rapid cell growth in regenerating tissue at a point of damage (such as a smoker's lung), snips in the RNA caused by little bullets from the sniper alpha particle, piggyback within cell growth at a rate too fast for the body to counter. White blood cells are overwhelmed and simply let damaged cells pass through the screen. But, if you continuously smoke pot, as discovered by another British scientist in 2007, THC kills damaged cells before they have a chance to divide--within the lungs, but nowhere else. Prevent lung cancer, legalize pot.

The poor kids that use cycling to escape poverty, and many other individual riders in the tour doing EPO-like drugs, are NOT the problem, they are victims of the NEED to win, faced with the fact that they must cheat without being caught to get there! They are not actually sacrificing for fame and fortune, they are sacrificing out of necessity and family, and their sacrifice is REAL, not a drama made for television to pump up the ratings to get rich and traveling the world like you own it.

*Hey, man, fuck Garmin! They are the most evil corporation in the sport, and are up there with the most destructive oil companies, miltary contractors, nuclear fruitcake murderers like Kerr McGee or General Electric. Garmin's product is an enslavement of nature, a depletion of magic, a way to count every tree, every canyon, every melting iceberg, to know the way to the sacred and holy so corporations and any idiot with enough money can rip into every bit of fragile truth and awe that exits on Mother Earth to turn it into fuel and entertainment--and to bomb the right spot where the "terrorists" are. And guess who the terrorists REALLY are. I got news for you: You don't fuck with Mother Nature and get away with it for long. The entire world sees America for the terror we insight and produce. I suggest those folks at Garmin program the way point for their assholes and take a long Tour up there with the impacted feces of the lives they have destroyed by showing every idiot on the planet the way to the Sacred Grounds where the most fragile and precious lives are crushed without a thought or a blink of conscience. Fly over your ass and send a rocket propelled bomb up there.

So, how can you understand what I am saying in more practical terms? First, look at the race coverage. Fascism, in order to subdue and conquer, numbers and rates people by strength and weakness. The "leader board" is mind control at its most effective. Think of how good it makes you feel, and then realize it is a graphic. If you don't know how this forced way of thinking effects your life in ways that have nothing to do with a bicycle, just give away your money and live among the homeless. It will come to you. Examine the origins of the word "reality," means "what the King says is true." Examine how the rating of human physical abilities effects your way of seeing others, leading to dehumanization. And read Wilhelm Reich. He spent his entire life in the study and transmission of his findings on this very subject.

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