Tuesday, August 8, 2017

The pre-recorded eye

Who ARE these people?

How I wish I could find out more about this video and the women in it! I found it on a YouTube channel that has hardly anything on it. The song was featured on a couple of movie soundtracks, including Fargo and Brother, Where Art Thou? It's a traditional tune with many versions, but is believed to originate with slaves in the U. S. south, predating the Civil War. Some say it's about a runaway slave; some say, a runaway mother leaving a child behind. What fascinates me about this version is the rhythmic table-thumping and clapping. I love the joy of these singers, but WHO ARE THEY? This is what is so frustrating about YouTube, and about the internet in general: the fragmentary or non-existent information about things you are fascinated with. 

I did find a name, Cartes sur table (cards on the table), but when I clicked on it I got reams of news videos from somewhere, don't know where but "not here". Nothing else. The name of the channel it was on rings no bells. Mystery. 

Nigerian romance scam: one woman's story

wow, I know you must get this compliment every day.. what a beauty, my conscience wont forgive me if I don't say "you look cute"

I was looking through some profile and yours caught my eyes.. so I stop to say a quick "Hello".

Hello Pretty, how are you doing, I saw your profile while surfing through and your profile caught my attention... I will want to know more about you...

Blogger's observation. This message was in my "junk inbox" this morning, the one I'm not supposed to open, so I just had to have a look at it. I've had my share of "hello pretty ladt" and "how you are today?" and stories of lonely men in the military and distance not being an obstacle to romance and blah blah blah (two grown sons, an Irish setter named Champ, bounding along the beach at sunset wearing a Cowichan sweater, etc. etc.)

They want my money, they must, because they (whoever they are - possibly Nigerian scammers) have absolutely no idea who I am. If they're following me on Facebook, my profile pics are of horses and Harold Lloyd. 

The weird thing about this "message" is that it's really three messages glommed together. They're trying to pick me up three times in a row, which is odd. Even if they DID see my actual profile, what I really look like, and so on, I am 63 years old, a grandmother four times over, and decidedly NOT the Hello Pretty type. 

I'm not saying I look "bad". I look 63. Nothing wrong with that, but how many lonely widowers in the military with Irish setters named Champ are after 60-something pensioners with no money?

The thing of it is, this shit must work. All this ungrammatical, poorly-spelled glop about nice smiles and "wow, you must have heard this a thousand times" does something to somebody, or they wouldn't keep doing it. These are mass mailouts, of course, going out to thousands. Even if one bites, it must be worth it. I've heard of supposedly intelligent women having their life savings, hundreds of thousands of dollars, siphoned off by some heartless parasite, bankrupting her and destroying her happiness forever.

I haven't had any "filtered requests" on Facebook lately, perhaps because they're actually filtering them now rather than tossing them into a secret junk file. They're some of the best, my favorite being:


I'm still trying to figure out what it means to be "cativated". Maybe I'd better ask my cat?

This is a somewhat related, but plenty weird "filtered request" I received a few years ago. As with most of these things, I didn't even see it until recently. I have no idea who this is or why he wants me to have this information. I don't remember writing anything about schizophrenia. What interests me is that he lives on Pitcairn, a remote Polynesian community in which almost all the residents are genetically related to Fletcher Christian of Mutiny on the Bounty fame. Far from being a romantic South Seas island, Pitcairn is a grim place known for its rampant sexual abuse, in which the small local prison is always overflowing. 

You and Mike Cee aren't connected on Facebook
Lives in Adamstown, Pitcairn Islands
10/14/2014 11:32am

I spoke to some doctors about stem cell therapy for schizophrenia as a cure. They said it might work cause the cells have the ability to transform and repair existing cells. Its not done publicly because many drug companies would loss billions and many doctors would loss their practices. Let the doctors explain it.


10/15/2014 6:49pm

The truth is already out there. It has worked on rat brains. These are published articles of stem cell working for Schizophrenia: