COPCLUB DUPES ANOTHER INFOTAINIST

1999 James Bauhaus

The art of selling TV anti-drug pabulum/ propaganda as "news" hits a new high of apparent veracity with another edition of Bill Kurtis' "Justice Files". This is where Kurtis and the cops team up to feign some "news" in a docu-tainment hour, when in reality he is just partaking of a secret govt program that pays our tax dollars to any media-artists who consent to air anti-drug footage or produce an anti-drug show of their own.

Kurtis begins by making no mention of this behind-the-back paycheck govt writes him from our pockets. (The sheets didn't get yanked off this secret govt program until around 2002.) Instead of being honest and disclosing his arrangement with anonymous govt paymasters, Kurtis opens his monologue with a sales pitch. He tells us that there is a terrible epidemic of gigantic proportions going on. He's vending to his viewers the idea that there are thousands upon thousands of amateur chemists running loose making a horribly destructive drug called "meth". He tells us that it destroys lives, pollutes the Earth and leaves a mess for the cops to clean up. (His anti-drug infomercial hour coincides with a rash of govt-bought taxpayer-paid-for anti drug "public service announcement" commercials that depict meth users as people who spend their highs plucking hair out of their bodies with tweezers and scraping dirt off floors with razor blades.) Kurtis promises us a visit with the cops to a speed lab so that we can see "first hand" what a carousel of horror they are.

The first and only one he shows us is characterized by a complete lack of wide angle or distance shots so we can see some of where we are and it is. Obviously it is a secret that only cops should know about. We are told that it is in no particular city or neighborhood, and we guess from the wagging of the video camera, focused on cop-feet, that they have somehow sneaked into someone's back yard. Since the cops don't make a show of bashing a door in with a ram, twenty cops dog piling in, knocking down surprised, astonished people and hog-tying them with chains and shackles, we conclude that this home is special. It probably has already had its occupants abducted into jail. Or it was selected by the cops solely for the ease with which it could be set up to portray a real speed `lab', same as a theatre sets the stage for a production of Peter Pan.

Whatever the reason for the secrecy and the dearth of non-cops, we give them the benefit of the doubt and presume that this is not a set-up, staged production such as Fox TV and former Seattle Sheriff John Bunnel were caught at recently on their similar cop-u-drama, "World"s Most Carefully Selected, Cut, Pasted, Censored and Outrageously-Narrated Police Chases".

They imagine their TV audience spellbound and slack-jawed with wonder as the cops spin tales of extreme danger.

"Speed labs can kill you at least three or four different ways" chants the lead cop. "They can simply blow up and kill you, they can burst into flames or the fumes can kill you instantly or later or years down the line." The cops put on gas masks. The cameramen do not, and neither do they wear the throw-away clothes-saver suits. The cops have already been over every inch of the speed lab, and the suit-up is nothing but for show, hoping to create some tension and drama. There is no danger here.

The REAL reason these amateur speed "labs" are so dangerous is never told by any of the cops, even if they are told by their supervisors. Their main strategy is to scare the citizens witless with their own terrorized imaginings of unspeakable (and undescribable) danger. Why? Because the unknown is scary; the actual facts are not scary.

We see the bottom half of one cop. He is the display-er, same as the girls on The Price is Right. No explanation is given for the cops' refusal to show themselves as identifiable people on TV, (same a Bunnel's fake criminals' (cops) faces were digitally obscured in his fraudulent high speed sea-chase). We are to presume that some type of nebulous danger exists for the cops should their faces become associated with their deeds here. The display-er cop points to a glass jar, apparently filled with water, sitting on a table inside an open doorway. The camera pans off of it quickly and the cops back off rapidly. They begin speaking of some kind of fumes they smell and whisper to each other about some type of "explosion danger". The cops read their scripts as woodenly as b-movie actors. Then the camera, still wagging aimlessly around photographing the cops' knees and ankles, is turned off. Apparently Mr. Kurtis is not along on this trip. He is simply airing a production made by two cops and their cameraman.

When the camera is turned back on, we get to see all of two unidentifiable cops in white spacesuit-looking garb. Their faces are concealed behind a plate of glass, goggles, mirror-sunglasses and no telling what else under their suits. We are told that these are throw-away decontamination suits that are very expensive and necessary for the protection of the cops investigating this `lab'. We are given a better, wider view of the premises, and it looks like a dilapidated building, very small, that someone might store rakes, shovels and a lawn mower in. A cop opens a window. (The door was already open when the cops arrived.) It is a fact that such a well-ventilated area was no explosion hazard: this is obvious to any first year high-school chemistry student. Since few people are chemists, the cops either don't know or figure they can get away with magnifying the actual danger they face to absurdly high levels. This is a type of cheap chicanery they use to make their already bloated paychecks even fatter and ignorant, gullible citizens glad to overpay them even more. A few facts should set this straight:

Fact one: explosion danger. Decades ago, when actual high school or college level student chemists made speed, before the lawcrats forced the chemical suppliers to become cops for them and snitch off to the cops any "suspicious" purchases of ether, there was a danger of explosion. Ether is easy to smell, but as the cops drug off the amateur chemists who knew somewhat what they were doing, their dumb and dumber apprentices took over. Before long they got so dumb and lax that they would not know enough to put charcoal filters over the ether exhaust. Some forgot they should use tubes and tap water pumps to run the fumes down into the sewage where all of the explosive methane sewage-gas already is safely disposed of. They did know they should leave the windows open for ventilation, but they also know that nosy neighbors are attracted to smells. Because of the nosy neighbor and cop danger, they decided to keep the doors and windows shut. This causes the either fumes to build up to that 3 to 5% required before combustion can occur. The fools who thought they were chemists got woozie and maybe fell asleep. Their minds can become so impaired that they forget to put out the pilot light in the water heater or furnace. One might even think that some nicotine would help him stay awake. They might even have a youngster helping them who doesn't know not to light cigarettes. One or another way, the ether finds a flame: KABOOM! The roof blows off.

But that was in the sixties. When the cops shut off the ether supply, the kitchen kemists began using a non-flammable solvent: freon-eleven. Zero danger of explosion here. Ten or so years later, the cops took away the freons. Bathtub chemists responded by changing to simply boiling ingredients that did not require solvents. Now there is no danger of chemical explosions.

Also, people's noses are extremely sensitive. Merely smelling an odor or fume is no indication that it is flammable, nor is it an indication of the concentration needed for a spark to set off an explosion. To show you the difference between a smell and an explosion danger, consider this: The human nose normally detects odors that are vapors measured in parts per million. The lowest concentration of the most explosive vapor is measured in parts per hundred. That is a difference of four orders of magnitude. That means that the smell of, say, gasoline would have to be multiplied by ten thousand in concentration before you would have even the lowest possibility of an explosion. Since the inside of the building was tiny and it didn't even appear to HAVE a door to close, there was no danger of explosion by flammable fumes. If we presume that there was something boiling inside, the only danger now is of a pressure explosion, same as a boiling pot blowing off a tight lid.

Fact two: fire danger. Just as there is a fire danger when cooking food, there is a fire danqer when fools act like chemistry is the same as cooking food. Usually they are smart enough to know that they should use electric/ flameless heat, but not always. Also, when they heat acetone (nail polish remover) and forget about the no-sparks-or-flame rule, a fire can start. (The speed recipes that require acetone also require ether and thus are seldom if ever used in America now.) So: the cops' hysteria over fire danger is mostly hype or left-over, uncorrected concern for that which is no longer applicable. The almost universal speed recipe used today by speed demons requires chemicals that are more corrosive than flammable. The fumes don't burn or burn only when sheparded into configurations that promote burning. Most of the stuff is made in barns, having plenty of ventilation and is boiled by propane gas tanks. If the crap falls over it will simply pour out in a thin, hot liquid that soaks into the soil almost immediately.   If the fools are boiling off only a few ounces in a motel, they use a hotplate. The fire danger that the cops continue to sell to the ignorant is a throwback from earlier times. The new recipes have hardly more fire danger than cooking french fries, and that only because the "cooks" are so nervous from the possibility of nosy buttinskis that they are more prone to accidently knock something over when the door unexpectedly caves in behind a SCRU Team with blood in its collective eye.

Fact three: fumes. Cops are not chemists. In fact, cops, on the whole, know less about chemistry than the fools with the recipes. As a consequence, their supervisors teach them to go bonkers over every foreign smell. Cops are so indoctrinated with fear of speed fumes that mostly they simply suffer from nasal hallucinations when near speed labs, just to make absolutely certain that they won't die instantly, later, or years hence from "fume poisoning".

To avoid workman's compensation and disability claims, copbosses program their lessers to be extremely fearful of red phosphorous and hydrochloric acid containers. Red phosphorous does not fume unless it is too hot, and about the only time it gets too hot in a speed kitchen is usually when the cops break in the front door and frighten the cooks out the back. The cops stare stupidly at the now unsupervised operation, watching stuff get too hot and begin to fume while they call more cops. Wiser is to simply reach over and turn off the heat, but most cops run away and call their special haz-mat team. These are groups of cops who get paid extra to sit through a DEA class that stretches a few hours of simple instruction into a week or so long junket/vacation/seminar.

This elite, highly-paid troupe of individuals take forever to arrive, suit up, waltz in and turn off the heat, usually by cutting power to the entire house from the outside. Eventually they cap the jars and wait for the stuff to cool off. Then they pour the stuff into cans and cart off the "evidence". They are a lot like garbage collectors, and they take their extremely sweet time about it so as to maximize their 30 to 100 dollars per hour wage, all under the cover of "public safety".

Usually cops are not so lucky as to break in during the boiling of the phosphorous, and by now they usually know enough to cut the power somehow or other and are brave enough to do so themselves without calling for more specialized help. The real danger to cops is their own arrogance. They like to tear stuff apart and nose into stuff they know nothing about and have no business fooling with. At the peak of their ignorance, over 400 cops sent themselves to emergency rooms by stupidly looking for `evidence' by sniffing marked and unmarked bottles of hydrochloric acid, ammonia, etc. The fumes don't go far: mere millimeters from the jug the fumes are too dilute to hurt anyone. But when silly cops poke their noses into a jug of it, they snort up a load of lung-searing acid that teaches them how curiosity killed the cop. Many times it was 26% ammonia they sucked up: both look like water, but enough cops have wiped out their lungs pulling these stupid stunts that by 1969 even the smallest town cop administrations had DEA or other pamphlets that taught cops to keep their fingers, eyes and noses out of strange containers.

Back at the Hollywood/cop docutainment, the spacemen-looking cops stalk up to a bucket of asthma pills soaking in water and cringe dramatically. One whispers hoarsely, "This is an operating lab!" This is politician-speak. The English translation is "Somebody intends to come back and strain the chalk out of this water."

Next, they zip the camera over a table-top strewn with cans, bottles and glass containers. It looks like trash and clutter found in any backyard shack, but to the cops, it is a "lab". Then they find a bucket of sludge. Their camera claps onto it as the cop supplies more scripted dangerspeak: "This is extremely toxic waste. Just talking about it gives us a headache. Invisible waves of poisonous, unspecified contamination roll off of it at warp speed. We'll have to get the EPA in here and pay them millions of dollars to throw it in the ocean. Speedlab waste is a magnet for dogs, raccoons and children. Drugsters just throw this stuff over the fence, usually of elementary schoolyards. Blah, yammer, yakity-splack, etc.

Fact is, this corrosive sludge of used up phosphorous, lye, chalk and acid is usually buried or otherwise mixed with dirt, sawdust or floorsweep. The lye and acids, being opposites of each other, clap together to form innocuous salts. The chalk is inert and helps absorb and dilute the phosphorous. The dirt and sawdust quickly quenches the sludge of all of its corrosive properties within days. Police seem to be especially frightened of the phosphorous. The lead cop says, "Red phosphorous is like white phosphorous, which is like the super-hot white phosphorous bombs and grenades we American soldiers used to use in Viet Nam to fry people with!" When cops are not busy magnifying crime and using it to frighten citizens and fatten their bloated paychecks, they are not busy reading chemistry books. This is why they are 95% mistaken on about everything they say about this sludge, especially the phosphorous. One thing no one thinks about when the cops are decrying phosphorous is what happens to all that phosphorous dust in the BILLIONS of fluorescent lamps dumped in landfills each year.

Cops talking chemistry is a lot like used car salesmen talking about high-energy physics: the faster they talk, the more sense they appear to make, especially if the listeners don't apply any actual thought to what is said.

The cops talked more nonsense by proxy: they told their media stooge off camera that "One out of four emergency room patients are victims of speed, crank and meth." This obvious falsehood is easily seen if given two microseconds of actual thought. First, "speed, crank and meth" are all slang for the exact same thing. Second, if one of four ER patients were speed overdoses, then that means we are missing a huge percentage of traffic wrecks, bar stabbings, alcohol-induced domestic violence and work-related injuries.

Somebody needs to show these cop/Hollywood charlatans a pie chart of real emergency room admissions. Probably they are getting their statistics from "General Hospital" or George Clooney.

But that wasn't their biggest fraud. They went on to say "Ninety-five percent of all `crankster-gangsters' test positive for hepatitis or HIV."

Of course, when the cop/Hollywood pabulum-artists begin making up their own slang and try to wrap legitimacy around it, one must be careful. Assuming that `crankster-gangster' means persons who commit crime and inject crank, we still find that they speak nonsense. First, there is not any way anyone can discover how many US citizens inject speed. From an unknown and unknowable total, there can not be derived 95% of that total. This is mathematically impossible, just like trying to convince the rubes that "We get about ten percent of all smuggled drugs." These professional liars and rhetoricians can not know the total, and they simply pull out some bogus numbers that suit their purpose of conniving the tax hordes into believing there is a huge disease problem directly related to their drug-chasing program. Their second lie is designed to connive the tax herd into contributing tons more tax cash to them so they can pretend to capture a whopping 20% of the unknowable quantity of smuggled drugs.

If these liars wanted to tell the truth, they could reveal the exact weight, purity, volume and type of each drug they DO steal at the border per year. This they do not do. Why not? Because this would provide the thinkers of the public too much information on their drug war. We could chart a graph with this information and discover at a glance that they are losing their drug war faster and faster every year thus:

Obviously each ton of taxcash pumped into law-forcement pockets over the decades buys fewer and fewer pounds of drugs. This is exactly why the cops and lawcrats do not give out real statistics. Real numbers prove that their drug war is a farce that the cops and lawcrats use like a gun to rob, cheat, beat, maim, torture, kidnap and enslave their own taxpayers and citizens.

The docutainist next poked his cameras into the mug of Diane Feinstein, who spewed plenty of her own self-serving political propaganda. First she displayed her extreme ignorance by saying "Speed, crank and meth are very bad drugs." This proves she knows practically nothing about drugs except that her political party handlers have told her to decry them as bad. Next, she squawks the utter nonsense that "Drug abusers favor encriminalization of drugs." Obviously if this "logic" were true, fish would leap into deep fryers, dogs would dive under car tires and victims of her political drug war would not be trying to escape prison, but to jam themselves into them even tighter. Clearly Feinstein needs to grow a brain and cultivate some actual thought. Political rhetoric has obviously rotted her mind.

Next stop on the docutainist's tour is a type of prison called a workrelease/treatment center. This is where the state puts all types of victims who are either just getting out of its prisons or persons trying to connive the state out of sending them TO prison. One certainty that is irrefutable is this: every person forced to inhabit this place has every reason to curry favor with the state to avoid further, worse state victimization.

Such a cleverly concealed hellhole-disguised-as-a-home is a gold mine of trite, pro-cop propaganda for news-pabulum artists to exploit. The best thing about it is that the whipped dogs who dwell here will publicly beg for more whippings!

The best, most believable shuck and jive comes from Black people. Also, Africans love to mug for the cameras like moths love to flutter into fires. Since their twelve percent of the population makes them only second in the oppressed-minority sweepstakes, one must wonder where the Hispanics are. Answer: Hispanics have too much intelligence and integrity. Also, they have not had 300 years of practice feigning cooperation with rich white Americans who own them in one fashion or another

So, naturally when the pro-cop media spotlight shines, usually you will find an African in it telling us his limited, distorted view of what he thinks is what his captors want the public told. Same as the politician, his words are carefully chosen to agree with the beliefs of the state. Except for his whinings about the conditions of his confinement, almost nothing of his views should be accepted as his own. Even if they get a semi-literate Caucasian to speak into the camera, the same conditions apply. Worse, even if he does say something factual and worth hearing, the pabulum artists will cut that part out and throw it away.

Since they are too inarticulate and censored to get said what needs to be said, I will say some of what they would say if they were free to do so without retaliation from the state: "I'll only say what the state would approve of while I'm here under their sledgehammer. Hopefully if I kiss enough bureaucrat and cop ass by putting on a good performance for these media-geeks I'll be sooner out of this state sewer and back shooting crank with my pals. Drug crime is caused by cops and lawcrats legislating the price of drugs so high that people are forced into crime to both afford to live and afford to enjoy life with speed. Most people who do speed have jobs, same as with other drugs. If you tested all the derelicts, you would find that most of them are ALCOHOLICS. The reason that the cops and lawcrats do not ever provide reliable statistics is because they would reveal the fact that their precious drug problem is 90% an ALCOHOL problem. More than that, it is not a drug problem, it is a LAWYER problem; it is a COP problem. The cops and lawcrats have turned their drug war into a fraud that enriches them to an astronomical degree. They have duped the taxherd into willingly pumping a major portion of their national productivity into their crime industry. Because they have managed to convert the tax-horde's labor into a bonanza for themselves, cops are everywhere and paid like kings, lawyers are bursting out of universities instead of engineers and scientists, the lawcrat system and govt bureaucrats are exploding with wealth and growth, and their prisonindustrio-complex is the largest on the planet, sucking vast volumes of human resources down their bottomless, insatiable maws. Crime DOES pay, but only cops, lawyers, legislators, politicians, judges, media hacks, actors, directors, bondsmen, prison guards and similar parasites.

In the future we will have to contend with vast numbers of cameras sweeping virtually all public places. These mechanical and electronic copeyes already have face-recognition software such that they can target any individual for special snooping.

The hysterical pro-cop movement and PR machine is so extremely effective today that it will not be long before the govt usurps DNA technology in such a way as to make every person they label a criminal grow a cop out of their butts. With a cop riding every citizen's back there will still be more inroads for govt to access in its relentless and unstoppable legislation of crime and its subsequent pursuit. And the Hollywood hacks will be right behind, clamoring for their piece of the hysterical crime-creation and exploitation pie. No one will ever be safe from these opportunists, but their theft of our freedoms can be slowed with better public education of their agenda and goals. An informed public is an intelligent public unwilling to sell its freedom for an illusion of safety."

The newspabulum-artists in this particular docutainment hour seem to think that the cops and lawcrats began their anti-drug war against speed only 20 years ago. They perpetrate this fallacy for several reasons. One, an hour is hardly enough time for any depth. Two, testimonials take time and are quickly believed by the ignorant tax-horde and are thus an effective use of video resource to accomplish their slam-dunk plan. Three, they do not wish to overburden the viewer's minds with facts that conflict with their anti-drug, pro-tax slant. Four, if they revealed the history of amphetamine synthesis and use, the public would demand their right to this anti-obesity medicine. The exact last thing the ruling overlords want is for the citizens to discover why this medicine is really verboten. Their prohibition of this medicine is based solely upon the fact that in the 60s a few weak-minded, unscrupulous men decided they would rather rob and burglarize a few drug stores for speed than obtain it through other channels. For this reason only the police began a crusade that led non-stop to the current situation in which prisons explode with victims of the drug war only slightly faster than citizens waistlines explode out of their clothes. The advice and ministrations of the medical establishment has been completely negated by the police/PR apparatchik, resulting in the mega-screwing of the national taxherd for the colossal enrichment of the cop and lawyer classes.

What makes this ripoff so tragic is that this medicine that makes people thin also makes them smarter, more industrious, happier and more productive. It sharpens our thought processes to surprising acuity and increases alertness better than caffeine. It is the perfect substitute for caffeine in that amphetamine is not a plant's version of a substance evolved to kill insects. Amphetamine analogs are produced naturally in the human brain and are specifically constructed by the body for the body.

Instead of drinking minute amounts of hot, black plant poisons that are related to the strychnine family, we should be drinking even smaller amounts of this non-poisonous stimulant (60 milligrams versus 2 milligrams).

The only thing keeping us fat, lazy, sluggish and poisoned by plant toxins is the cop/lawcrat system and their public propaganda apparatchik. They get rich off bursting prisons, drug victims' assets and tricking the tax herd into forking over 40% of their paycheck every week so they can keep their phony drug war covering up the fact that they are really pursuing a war upon their own citizens.

And these phony, one-way docutainment BS extravaganzas help them indoctrinate the ignorant into continuing to let them steal us blind and into ever-more onerous tax-enslavery toward them.