But @ 10:13, gads my pea brain did a loop-la-loop.

And how can one not like a Barnaby. Barney is so lovable as the rest of the open-Mind [s] thinkers that I've ever been introduced to in my brief lifetime. But, what do I know? I drink non-pasteurized goat milk, honey mead, mushroom stew, and seem to feel I love for a couple more of yahweh each day!

India: Humes Ghost. What you brought to my attention was new news. In 1993, when a earthquake registered over 6-points on the Richter scale, a report in the USA casually mentioned up to 60,000 agrarians in Maharashtra State may have died when gravity laid stone walls, joined together by hand hewn, beautiful, decoratively carved, wood beams collapsed upon farmers who planted: sunflowers, mustard, marigolds etc, just collapsed at 4;00Am.

The American Red Cross collected a bunch of dough, it 'hit the front page of glossy news magazines, and THEN it all got real silent. I was in the midst of the tragedy for a burial duty (and call it a case of 60,000 pts-stress). The death toll was more realistically 18,000 rural people. I had been back to Hanoi and was going via a humanitarian mood. My healing.

A rumor: The Indian government allowed underground weapons testing to be performed in the middle of India: Kalari and other provinces were devastated. Maharashtra did a flip-flop of relief, distributed a lantern, blankets, rice, curry, or maybe a blanket...but, it was rare. I watched the relief military (I was there with a Indian humanitarian, independent of my USA 's approval, within 40- days. Death was vast) and the cute piglets scamper to woof and scarf a morn dumper. A poo per did not have time to shovel it. Ever squat and be surrounded by hungry (hint) piglets?

The makeshift shelters were hot tin, cloth rags, and cook hearths smoldered with steaming rice. All day and night a smoke, human wails, and of course, a smell (sweet) of decomposed bodies permeated to lift a blend of assorted fragrances into the air, everywhere. I'd "help" foreign relief agencies feed, go to hospitals (I've many sad photo's) with homeopathic physicians, and do what we could for a month.

To pull a dead person from a rock pile is challenging. A collapsed rock walls, underneath, a infant lay. It's a heave and a moan and a groan to carry an adult corpses to a mass grave to await a yellow bulldozer, and we spattered lime...you get my point? I'm not appealing to weak emotions of a neocon, but at night, it be therapeutic to listen to painful grief wails.

The rumor: The Deccan plateau shifted from repeated underground blast. I ain't gonna go into this for you'd have to fetch me tonight off a moonbeam striking me moonstruck from the far-off galaxies in the celestial stars, okay?

The beautiful humanitarians that were NOT the government "relief" military who sold amulets, heirloom gold rings, and family treasure bracelet, would tell stories...Of the floods in Bangladesh, extracting drowned flood victims from bushes and trees (deforestation). I don't "feed" non-factual rumors, but, 'the rumor was our Indian ally allowed some nasty 'stuff' to happen. Test.

Pall Mall's R.J. Reynolds put the farm-market cig bidi rollers out of business, real fast. If you (sarcasm, but take nothing for granted, yes) smoke tobacco, Oh ah-huh, go catch a plane to India and pay 10-cents in 1993. We are a corporate gobble-up monster! I am saying the g-8 care zilch for humanity. They will audit ya if you are a "nobody" who wires a relative small sum of money for airfare home! gads.

Stateside, I have opposed the dumping of Toxic Sludge upon American farm landscapes of Agribusiness's chemical corn and soybean dump-field sites. It is real lead, and parasitic ugly.

I've researched the horror as a farm-no-one, in particular, and paid a price too. I will not, personally, eat a carrot unless a know Who grew it. I'm not a 'paranoid' and I often feel I have seen, heard, and been somewhere/everywhere to know...The Global Economy Kills. hush.

Hume, you animated Spirit in a human form, I did not know about the toxic waste. Vadana Shiva, in a book titled "Global Piracy" is informative. She has dedicated her entire, as people have HERE, to a worthy life. THAT is the noble good 'fight of faith'...our forebears did this too...It's a good chore toward opposition to the neocon's murderous ilk...

...And that's saying the truth-- with kindness. They must be stopped. No get me gone into a ramble, okay? Oh, it's water, forestry, GMo's, and altered seed, Monsanto...Oh, and scr*w them before they rape and pillage you. They leave a dessert wake of death everywhere they "stomp" and go... They must go. And I'm getting too personal.