Wednesday, November 26, 2008

"Feels Like I'm 17 Again..." Not.

(Yes, I borrowed the quoted part of the entry title from an Annie Lennox song. My apologies to Ms. Lennox.)

Looking south toward Mr. Sirius territory ... this is looking south down 13th St., NW, toward Logan Circle, from U St., NW, here in Wash. D.C., on a rainy Monday night, Nov. 24, 2008. I had just gotten out of the U St - Cardozo Metro station.

I had a dream once when I was a little boy living with my grandparents and dad in New Jersey (and my mom was in Belgium with her husband) in which I was looking down a rainy night city street -- like that above -- and my (now deceased) grandparents and father were far down that avenue, far away and I couldn't reach them, could never reach them.

I'm so tired of Washington, D.C., but I don't know where to go.


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Metrorail Green Line train, car 6070, heading from College Park to U St - Cardozo, Monday night, Nov. 24, 2008. The train was underground at this point heading into Fort Totten station. The train was probably just about at / under the DC - Maryland line.

Well, today is my birthday ... I'm 29-teen years old, which is to say in normal notation, 39 years old. Boo. Next year, I turn 40 ON Thanksgiving.

There will be no contact from my mother on my birthday, but this is a common event, and I'll respond in kind by ignoring her birthday in December and we'll both ignore each other on Christmas.

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Ha ha

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I will try to write a better entry a little bit later today. It's 833AM right now ... I will be at least an hour (or more) late for work (but my boss isn't in today). Updated: I was two hours late.

Left: the Melkoya Island LNG facility located off the Arctic coast of northern Norway that is part of the Snohvit natural gas project. Brr.

I'm supposed to be writing up a report on the carbon sequestration licensing issues surrounding this facility.

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Above: The Univ. of Md., College Park Stamp Union on a rainy night, Nov. 24, 2008.

I look like a nightmare right now. I'm hung over from last night and I'm, well, pretty much feeling and looking like death warmed over. Boo me. Maybe my next entry will be more upbeat. I rather doubt it, though. I'm very glad the next two days are off, plus the weekend, although my Sunday will be busy with school stuff on that class project trying to balance my home state's budget. New Jersey, that is.

Have I mentioned I really don't like Washington, D.C., anymore? But where would I go and how would I survive there?

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I love me Pearls Before Swine comic strip.

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Oh, yes, "mom" -- the woman who gave birth to me -- has ignored my birthday. Again. This has happened on at least half my birthdays. We are in ANOTHER estrangement. I will ignore her birthday next month. Truth to tell, I'm sorta glad we're not talking. It's easier.

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What follows is one of the periodic bank scam emails I get on my UMD account. These days they always come from Burkina Faso (formerly Upper Volta), not Nigeria. I have even created a folder called "African Bank Scams" and I now have 13 of them dating back just to Sept. 18, 2008. I thought this one was creative.

While these email scams are childlike in their stupidity and we may laugh, what's not so fun are the massive financial Ponzi schemes (scams) we in the U.S. have buried ourselves under and that have resulted in the current financial and economic mess.

Furthermore, I have to say that the incoming Obama Administration looks like it's putting together a team that will perpetuate the sky-trillion dollar financial scams that are destroying the American economy, what with fucking Robert Rubin and his corporate kleptocratic cronies set to "solve" the problem.

Behold, Robert Rubin (I - Troll), Master of the Universe of financial scams.

Rather than fixing the American economy and making it something based on real wealth generation in a healthy, eco - sustainable way, instead it appears that it's all going to be about making the financial dark wizards of Wall Street such as the thieves at Citi Group and Goldman Sachs happy, all while the familiar pseudo- intellectual pimps like Sebastian Mallaby, the WaHoPo Editorial Board, the Council on Horseshit Relations, AEI, and Alan Greenspan (R - Mr. Andrea Mitchell) can have their never ending circle jerk.

The bottom line is: the whole fucking disaster-capitalism cycle predicated on glorified corporate thievery and facilitated by a complicit government and idiot, debt-leveraged American consumers repeats again.

Anyway ...


Date: Mon 24 Nov 07:54:52 EST 2008
From: "princessmamouna_sambo2"
Subject: Dear Friend,
To: [*****]

Dear Friend,

Good day and Compliments,

I am writing this letter in confidence believing that if it is the wish of God for you to help me and my family, God almighty will bless and reward you aboundantly and you would never regreat this. I am a female student from University of Burkina faso,Ouagadougou. I am 27 yrs old. I'd like any person who can be caring, loving and home oriented. I will love to have a long-term relationship with you and to know more about you I would like to build up a solid foundation with you in time coming if you can be able to help me in this transaction.

Well, My lovingly Parents died two Years ago and left I and my junior brother behind. My late father was a king, which our town citizens titled him over sixteen years before his death.I was a princess to him and I am the only person who can take care of his wealth now because my junior brother is still young . Now am matured to face the life.I know all my father's wealth. He left the sum of USD 25! ! ,000.000 Dollars (Tweenty Five Million US Dollars) in a Security Company here in Burkina Faso In West African Country.

This money was annually paid into my late fathers account from Shell petroleum develop - ment company (SPDC) and chevron oil company operating in our locality for the compensation of youth and community development in our jurisdiction.I don't know how and what I will do to invest this money somewhere in abroad, so that my father's kindred will not take over what belongs to my father and our family, which they were planning to do without my present because I am a female as stated by our culture in the town.

Now,i urgently need your humble assistance to move this money from the security company to your bank account, That is why I felt ! ! happy when I saw your contact because I strongly believe that by the grace of God, you will help me to invest this money wisely.I am ready to pay 20% of the total amount to you if you help me in this transaction and another 10% interest per Annual After Income to you, for handling this transaction for us, which you will strongly have absolute control over.

If you can handle this project sincerely and also willing to assist me in lifting this fund, kindly reach me. Please, note that this transaction is 100% risk free and I hope to commence the transaction as quick as possible, I will send you my Picture as soon as I hear from you. You can contact me through my private alternative box [*****].

Princess Mamouna Sambo
Ouagadougou,Burkina Faso
West Africa.

Gee, a Burkinan princess. The only princesses I know are on 17th St. in the D.C. gayborhood.


Ha ha.


Also "Ouagadougou" is my favorite African capital name, followed by "Nouakchott" (Mauritania). I also love the name of another city in Burkina Faso, "Bobo-Dioulasso."


--Regulus

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I wish my Mother & everyone else would forget my birthday! Bah Humbug!

I hope at least you are spending Thanksgiving with friends.

I have decided to quite drinking. I never go out to bars, anyway. I find them too depressing (also bad for my image)But I can not buy a bottle of wine without drinking the whole thing. Then I get depressed & it ruins the next day.

Now that I have to use my mind (what little of it is left)& keep my momentum going, I just can't afford to drink.

Besides it's fattening.

My last African money laundering scam e-mail was from a "good Muslim widow of a banker" etc...etc...

Regulus said...

Thank you for the comment, Handmaiden. And, yes, you can't be a city council member who hangs out at the local bar! (Not that you hang out at bars!)

I know about the fattening part.

I actually got another African email scam yesterday, so my tally is now 14 since Sept.

Hope you are having a nice Thanksgiving.