This is the official announcement of the Summer of Ollie. More to follow.

OllieN...@aol.com wrote:

> This is the official announcement of the Summer of Ollie. More to follow.

I hope so. If the narrative is like the intro I'll know it's going to be a bore. What kind of shit is this - to announce something instead of just waiting and doing it? These are the roots of deceit. Now seriously, as for summer, every year of my life I have looked forward to it. Only in the last two years have I don't absolutely nothing with it. I rarely go out into it. Today was a nice one. Then some big clouds rolled in and I was hoping for rain as an excuse to not go anywhere. It happened. It was huge. A deluge. The type that doesn't last long. But it lasted long enough for me to use it as an excuse. I the candy machine, then the steps back up to the 5th floor. When I got inside I looked out the window and the sun was shining. I am not living at all. At times I think I deserve to be dead. But I enjoy breathing and am not about to surrender my spot to anyone anytime soon - and that includes you punk, if you think you're up to making the first move. Come on punk, just you and me - "The Summer Wind" vs "The Summer of Sam."

On Monday, May 10, 2021 at 4:56:19 PM UTC-4, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> OllieN...@aol.com wrote:
>
> > This is the official announcement of the Summer of Ollie. More to follow.
> I hope so. If the narrative is like the intro I'll know it's going to be a bore. What kind of shit is this - to announce something instead of just waiting and doing it? These are the roots of deceit. Now seriously, as for summer, every year of my life I have looked forward to it. Only in the last two years have I don't absolutely nothing with it. I rarely go out into it. Today was a nice one. Then some big clouds rolled in and I was hoping for rain as an excuse to not go anywhere. It happened. It was huge. A deluge. The type that doesn't last long. But it lasted long enough for me to use it as an excuse. I the candy machine, then the steps back up to the 5th floor. When I got inside I looked out the window and the sun was shining. I am not living at all. At times I think I deserve to be dead. But I enjoy breathing and am not about to surrender my spot to anyone anytime soon - and that includes you punk, if you think you're up to making the first move. Come on punk, just you and me - "The Summer Wind" vs "The Summer of Sam."

Will swim in the pool. Eat strawberries and ice cream. Watch porn. Yes an endless summer. I am dedicated to it. Please send money.

> Will swim in the pool. Eat strawberries and ice cream. Watch porn. Yes an endless summer. I am dedicated to it. Please send money.

Your first $2.00 installment is on the way. How many people are sending help? $2.00 doesn't seem like much, but it is if enough people send it. Come on people, help is out here. Help me out here.

My summer is going well. I am on day 5 without going out. I even planned on getting up today but didn't. Around 3pm I said to hell with it, I'll take a pill and lie here all night and get up around midnight if I have to." But I couldn't sleep. So I took another half a pill and went downstairs for some coca cola and here I am. This is my summer buddy boy. This is it. I am a part of your summer and you are a part of mine. So glad to share this lovely time of year with you on this, possibly the last year of our lives.

On Tuesday, May 11, 2021 at 5:30:30 PM UTC-4, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> > Will swim in the pool. Eat strawberries and ice cream. Watch porn. Yes an endless summer. I am dedicated to it. Please send money.
> Your first $2.00 installment is on the way. How many people are sending help? $2.00 doesn't seem like much, but it is if enough people send it. Come on people, help is out here. Help me out here.
>
> My summer is going well. I am on day 5 without going out. I even planned on getting up today but didn't. Around 3pm I said to hell with it, I'll take a pill and lie here all night and get up around midnight if I have to." But I couldn't sleep. So I took another half a pill and went downstairs for some coca cola and here I am. This is my summer buddy boy. This is it. I am a part of your summer and you are a part of mine. So glad to share this lovely time of year with you on this, possibly the last year of our lives.

Any year is a last year for some. I am not special. When the time comes it will be my turn. I will go without bitching. I have done enough for 10 lifetimes.

> Any year is a last year for some. I am not special. When the time comes it will be my turn. I will go without bitching. I have done enough for 10 lifetimes.

I will go without bitching unless it's brutally painful or even worse if I'm gasping for air without the courage to kill myself. Gasping for air is bad. I think deep down everyone has a pretty good idea when they're going to die - unless they die in an accident first. I do feel for real that this is my last year. But I could be lying to myself. Again. I don't know - I just don't know.

Dear God in heaven, help me

On Wednesday, May 12, 2021 at 4:03:55 PM UTC-4, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> > Any year is a last year for some. I am not special. When the time comes it will be my turn. I will go without bitching. I have done enough for 10 lifetimes.
> I will go without bitching unless it's brutally painful or even worse if I'm gasping for air without the courage to kill myself. Gasping for air is bad. I think deep down everyone has a pretty good idea when they're going to die - unless they die in an accident first. I do feel for real that this is my last year. But I could be lying to myself. Again. I don't know - I just don't know.
>
> Dear God in heaven, help me

I will ask God to help you. if he gives me any good ideas I will let you know. If I don't agree with them then I wont.

> I will ask God to help you. if he gives me any good ideas I will let you know. If I don't agree with them then I won't.

Please don't pester him on my behalf. Believe me I know the guy - he can be very impatient. I don't want you to push things with him. Don't worry about me. Stay out of it, please. I will find my own way. Then on the other side we can meet up with others of our ilk - many we never knew existed - and together as one united force we can at last get together and take the Big Boy down once and for all. I know he's tough, hard to handle. But if there's enough of us, and if we're smart - believe me, we can take him. Let's do this thing.

On Wednesday, May 12, 2021 at 10:10:51 PM UTC-4, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> > I will ask God to help you. if he gives me any good ideas I will let you know. If I don't agree with them then I won't.
>
>
> Please don't pester him on my behalf. Believe me I know the guy - he can be very impatient. I don't want you to push things with him. Don't worry about me. Stay out of it, please. I will find my own way. Then on the other side we can meet up with others of our ilk - many we never knew existed - and together as one united force we can at last get together and take the Big Boy down once and for all. I know he's tough, hard to handle. But if there's enough of us, and if we're smart - believe me, we can take him. Let's do this thing.

That is the story of Lucifer. He was going to take him down. What part about omnipotent does he not understand? I guess that is what pride does for you.

The few The proud the Dead

> That is the story of Lucifer. He was going to take him down. What part about omnipotent does he not understand? I guess that is what pride does for you.
>
> The few The proud the Dead

I am not going to single out any religious as more insane than another. But I have trouble seeing how anyone can believe exactly what another person believes. It's like there are only so many religions to choose and if you want one you have to choose from the official form. And how about people who suddenly find Christ in their lives? Has this ever happened to anyone who never heard of Christ before? Of course not. That would be a great gimmick though, to find an aboriginal bushman who swears he saw a vision and is asked to draw what he saw and he draws Christ. This could be video'd. "Come on people - if this isn't proof I don't know what is", says the preacher, the bushman on his knees on stage, bowing over and over again to the heaven mumbling the only English word he knows, "Jesus", over and over again as Muslim, Hindu, and Buddhist viewers tuning in around the world find themselves pissed to be Johnny Come Latelys on this one.

On Thursday, May 13, 2021 at 4:23:35 PM UTC-4, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> > That is the story of Lucifer. He was going to take him down. What part about omnipotent does he not understand? I guess that is what pride does for you.
> >
> > The few The proud the Dead
> I am not going to single out any religious as more insane than another. But I have trouble seeing how anyone can believe exactly what another person believes. It's like there are only so many religions to choose and if you want one you have to choose from the official form. And how about people who suddenly find Christ in their lives? Has this ever happened to anyone who never heard of Christ before? Of course not. That would be a great gimmick though, to find an aboriginal bushman who swears he saw a vision and is asked to draw what he saw and he draws Christ. This could be video'd. "Come on people - if this isn't proof I don't know what is", says the preacher, the bushman on his knees on stage, bowing over and over again to the heaven mumbling the only English word he knows, "Jesus", over and over again as Muslim, Hindu, and Buddhist viewers tuning in around the world find themselves pissed to be Johnny Come Latelys on this one.

We yearn for it but not enough to give up any free time for it.

> We yearn for it but not enough to give up any free time for it.

Every night I pray for the guts to get what I'm after without giving up my free time. Do I have what it takes? Yes. Can I do it? Yes. Will I do it? Ah, now that is different story. The answer is no, I will not do it - and I don't care what it is - from now on I am doing nothing (because I am nothing).

On Sunday, May 16, 2021 at 6:16:36 PM UTC-4, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> > We yearn for it but not enough to give up any free time for it.
> Every night I pray for the guts to get what I'm after without giving up my free time. Do I have what it takes? Yes. Can I do it? Yes. Will I do it? Ah, now that is different story. The answer is no, I will not do it - and I don't care what it is - from now on I am doing nothing (because I am nothing).

To do nothing is doing something. Something for nothing. It is the law.

> To do nothing is doing something. Something for nothing. It is the law.

In the reform school you did what they said, went where they told you to go, etc. Fine, I needed it. No talking allowed, ever - except to raise one's hand in the 'Lavo' and ask the Rollo Boy for another square of TP. We were outside in the yard a lot. You had to move around. Find something to do even if there were no organized activities. It was called activity. If the Brother saw a kid just standing around he would blow his whistle and shout, "Activity, activity", which meant move, do something, or else. Also, the opposite, in the pool in the summer, if you got too close to another kid the whistle would blow and the Brother would yell, "Body contact!", warning the offenders to put some separation between them. A really wild perverted place. Comic books were allowed. But they had to be animals. No Blondie, no Veronica allowed. Really. And we were allowed to smoke. Cigarets were in a locker and doled out weekly. They were used as a punishment tool. For instance if something wrong happened and they nobody would own up to it they would punish the entire division with, "No cigaret locker for a week."

On Monday, May 17, 2021 at 4:07:34 PM UTC-4, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> > To do nothing is doing something. Something for nothing. It is the law.
> In the reform school you did what they said, went where they told you to go, etc. Fine, I needed it. No talking allowed, ever - except to raise one's hand in the 'Lavo' and ask the Rollo Boy for another square of TP. We were outside in the yard a lot. You had to move around. Find something to do even if there were no organized activities. It was called activity. If the Brother saw a kid just standing around he would blow his whistle and shout, "Activity, activity", which meant move, do something, or else. Also, the opposite, in the pool in the summer, if you got too close to another kid the whistle would blow and the Brother would yell, "Body contact!", warning the offenders to put some separation between them. A really wild perverted place. Comic books were allowed. But they had to be animals. No Blondie, no Veronica allowed. Really. And we were allowed to smoke. Cigarets were in a locker and doled out weekly. They were used as a punishment tool. For instance if something wrong happened and they nobody would own up to it they would punish the entire division with, "No cigaret locker for a week."

Sounds like boot camp. You sure you hadn't joined the Marines?

> Sounds like boot camp. You sure you hadn't joined the Marines?

When comparing one unpleasant scene with another I always ask myself one question: Would I leave this to go to that? Would I have left the reform school to join the Marines? Probably not. But I guarantee you the Marines are easier than the reform school. It had its good points. I'm glad I was sent there now. Not then but now. As with anything else in life I learned something there. I am learning new things all the time. Even now as I post and see my own words flying onto the page I am learning that this newsgroup is my boot camp and you are my DI. Now whip me into shape or shut the fuck up.

On Tuesday, May 18, 2021 at 4:38:24 PM UTC-4, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> > Sounds like boot camp. You sure you hadn't joined the Marines?
> When comparing one unpleasant scene with another I always ask myself one question: Would I leave this to go to that? Would I have left the reform school to join the Marines? Probably not. But I guarantee you the Marines are easier than the reform school. It had its good points. I'm glad I was sent there now. Not then but now. As with anything else in life I learned something there. I am learning new things all the time. Even now as I post and see my own words flying onto the page I am learning that this newsgroup is my boot camp and you are my DI. Now whip me into shape or shut the fuck up.

I like your attitude. I need to adopt it as it applies to my own lifes experiences. I had things happen which drag me down but you are right. Those may be the things that make me what I am today. Able to understand and forgive others for their behavior. To know that we can go on to be ok in a not ok world. The what does not kill me makes me stronger. A halllmark card of hope. Thank you for your service.

> I like your attitude. I need to adopt it as it applies to my own lifes experiences. I had things happen which drag me down but you are right. Those may be the things that make me what I am today. Able to understand and forgive others for their behavior. To know that we can go on to be ok in a not ok world. The what does not kill me makes me stronger. A halllmark card of hope. Thank you for your service.

I am a life coach, didn't you know that? I have tutored the best. I've been around. Of course I don't know it all, never said I did - but I can set you on the right road for sure. Thanks for your acceptance.

Speaking of life coaches, yesterday I stopped by the downtown transit center where I use a bike rack to do dips. When I started I couldn't do one. Now I can 13. Big deal. But it's something. Anyway, I'm at the bar yesterday and a semi-drunk middle aged Negro was watching and yelling, "One more, come on - give me one more." Then when I was done with that set, catching my breath, he was yelling, "I want 5 this time." As I'm doing them I progressively weaken, going from 13 or whatever down to 10, then 8, all the way down the just one. I go to failure. Anyway, the guy was coaching me. I know why. He was pulling the old "I was watching your car while you were gone" routine. You know the one, right? You have parked your car and gone shopping or whatever and when you come back there's a Negro standing next to it saying, "I watched it while you were gone, made sure nobody messed with it." In the same league as the forced intersection windshield wipe down. Forced service that has no value to anyone. Businesses need to create new and needless jobs for themselves or they will go belly up. The guy never asked for money directly but I could see he wanted to. He hinted at it. He was an abstract existentialist bum. Negro style.

On Wednesday, May 19, 2021 at 9:21:56 PM UTC-4, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> > I like your attitude. I need to adopt it as it applies to my own lifes experiences. I had things happen which drag me down but you are right. Those may be the things that make me what I am today. Able to understand and forgive others for their behavior. To know that we can go on to be ok in a not ok world. The what does not kill me makes me stronger. A halllmark card of hope. Thank you for your service.
> I am a life coach, didn't you know that? I have tutored the best. I've been around. Of course I don't know it all, never said I did - but I can set you on the right road for sure. Thanks for your acceptance.
>
> Speaking of life coaches, yesterday I stopped by the downtown transit center where I use a bike rack to do dips. When I started I couldn't do one. Now I can 13. Big deal. But it's something. Anyway, I'm at the bar yesterday and a semi-drunk middle aged Negro was watching and yelling, "One more, come on - give me one more." Then when I was done with that set, catching my breath, he was yelling, "I want 5 this time." As I'm doing them I progressively weaken, going from 13 or whatever down to 10, then 8, all the way down the just one. I go to failure. Anyway, the guy was coaching me. I know why.. He was pulling the old "I was watching your car while you were gone" routine. You know the one, right? You have parked your car and gone shopping or whatever and when you come back there's a Negro standing next to it saying, "I watched it while you were gone, made sure nobody messed with it." In the same league as the forced intersection windshield wipe down. Forced service that has no value to anyone. Businesses need to create new and needless jobs for themselves or they will go belly up. The guy never asked for money directly but I could see he wanted to. He hinted at it. He was an abstract existentialist bum. Negro style.

Funny and I know it is true. Down south we still got authenic negroes. That is what I like about it.

> Funny and I know it is true. Down south we still got authenic negroes. That is what I like about it.

The ones around here are real homegrown, every bit as stubborn and unchanging as the whites. Maybe more so. As a rule I don't care for them. Not them directly, but what slavery did to them. I mean, they are still slaves today and they know it. I can tell they really hate or at least do not trust white people. It's very segregated here. I like that in a selfish way but also see how it does not bode well for the future. Anyway, I'll take a big city Negro over these any day. Or an ultra rural one, they're ok too. But the small town Negro is torn between the two -same as whites - neither full-on country or big city, something in between, something in conflict with itself, an ever evolving maelstrom of hate and suspicion and other groovy shit that makes things exciting for the future. "Our town's Negros can beat your town's Negros any day of the week."

On Thursday, May 20, 2021 at 6:04:38 PM UTC-4, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> > Funny and I know it is true. Down south we still got authenic negroes. That is what I like about it.
> The ones around here are real homegrown, every bit as stubborn and unchanging as the whites. Maybe more so. As a rule I don't care for them. Not them directly, but what slavery did to them. I mean, they are still slaves today and they know it. I can tell they really hate or at least do not trust white people. It's very segregated here. I like that in a selfish way but also see how it does not bode well for the future. Anyway, I'll take a big city Negro over these any day. Or an ultra rural one, they're ok too. But the small town Negro is torn between the two -same as whites - neither full-on country or big city, something in between, something in conflict with itself, an ever evolving maelstrom of hate and suspicion and other groovy shit that makes things exciting for the future. "Our town's Negros can beat your town's Negros any day of the week."

It is time we look at negroes as a natural resource. Something to be utilized for all. We need innovative ideas on what we can do with them. Sure we got basketball teams but that only uses a few. We require a use that will take thousands if not millions of them. Maybe picking cotton. Man that is it. I should have thought of it sooner.

> It is time we look at negroes as a natural resource. Something to be utilized for all. We need innovative ideas on what we can do with them. Sure we got basketball teams but that only uses a few. We require a use that will take thousands if not millions of them. Maybe picking cotton. Man that is it. I should have thought of it sooner.

We need to round up all negroes and melt them down to putty to use to build a bridge from America to Africa so people who are afraid to fly can visit the dark continent too. Or don't melt them down. Tie them together and put them in sturdy life jackets and string them across the ocean - a living bridge - stopping by in small boats now and then to feed them.

Back. Back to the beginning.

On Friday, May 21, 2021 at 4:41:36 PM UTC-4, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> > It is time we look at negroes as a natural resource. Something to be utilized for all. We need innovative ideas on what we can do with them. Sure we got basketball teams but that only uses a few. We require a use that will take thousands if not millions of them. Maybe picking cotton. Man that is it. I should have thought of it sooner.
> We need to round up all negroes and melt them down to putty to use to build a bridge from America to Africa so people who are afraid to fly can visit the dark continent too. Or don't melt them down. Tie them together and put them in sturdy life jackets and string them across the ocean - a living bridge - stopping by in small boats now and then to feed them.
>
> Back. Back to the beginning.

A human bridge. Very poetic. Humans used to bring humans together. I love the idea. Do we have enough negroes for it? Or will it require importing more? A whole new Africa to USA migration can be started. But what comes first ? The bridge or the migration?

> A human bridge. Very poetic. Humans used to bring humans together. I love the idea. Do we have enough negroes for it? Or will it require importing more? A whole new Africa to USA migration can be started. But what comes first ? The bridge or the migration?

This is the future. We must go beyond the Negro. Yes the bulk of the bridge will be Black, but other sections can be made from Latinos and Gooks as well as lesser whites with each ethnicity/sect receiving it's own separate section - like buying part of a highway. A truly international effort with the white man in charge of course. I picture mile after mile of truck tires coiled up with Negroes tied within to keep them together when the waves get nasty. It is a walking bridge - no cars allowed. We will soon be invading another planet to bring back alien slaves to help out. We want a walking bridge, a driving bridge, as well as a tunnel across both the Atlantic and Pacific. it is time for the peoples of the world to come together at last on the bridge of life.

On Saturday, May 22, 2021 at 2:51:27 PM UTC-4, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> > A human bridge. Very poetic. Humans used to bring humans together. I love the idea. Do we have enough negroes for it? Or will it require importing more? A whole new Africa to USA migration can be started. But what comes first ? The bridge or the migration?
> This is the future. We must go beyond the Negro. Yes the bulk of the bridge will be Black, but other sections can be made from Latinos and Gooks as well as lesser whites with each ethnicity/sect receiving it's own separate section - like buying part of a highway. A truly international effort with the white man in charge of course. I picture mile after mile of truck tires coiled up with Negroes tied within to keep them together when the waves get nasty. It is a walking bridge - no cars allowed. We will soon be invading another planet to bring back alien slaves to help out. We want a walking bridge, a driving bridge, as well as a tunnel across both the Atlantic and Pacific. it is time for the peoples of the world to come together at last on the bridge of life.

Wont the negroes shrivel up in the salt water? Like a bunch of raisins. People will be confused. Going to need to breed a special waterproof negro.. Better start soon before global warming makes it impossible. Time is running out. Help Greta and the Hogg.