Still More ‘Suspicious Activity’!

 

Little Creek Station (a truck stop), Rt. 89A, Arizona near Utah Border, June 5

Hey out there,

The main reason for this follow-up post is to thank those of you who wrote me in response to the last one. I actually did write individual emails to everyone who wrote me – I was up until 2 AM last night doing so. Then I woke up this morning figuring to continue doing so but found that Yahoo had bounced almost every email I sent (I’m not sure how many got through); several hours work wasted. Worse, it would seem to those who wrote that I didn’t bother responding.

(By the way, you can scroll down to my new video, ‘A Day On The Road’.)

When I got up a couple or so hours ago my Inbox was crammed with ‘MAILER-DAEMON@YAHOO.COM’ lined up in the Sender box, top to bottom. This has happened before but never to this extent. The body of Yahoos’ messages reads, in part:

Sorry, we were unable to deliver your message to the following address.

<juddXXX@gmail.com>:
Error code 475: Suspicious activity was detected on your account

— Below this line is a copy of the message.

Received: from [127.0.0.1] by nm32.bullet.mail.ne1.yahoo.com with NNFMP; 05 Jun 2015 03:23:22 -0000
X-Rocket-Bounce: newman

So, again: Every reply I made to your emails bounced with the above as ‘reason’:

‘Error code 475: Suspicious activity was detected on your account’

Then, below that, was a bunch of code jibberish.

‘Suspicious activity’ indeed.

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And this was just after I was forced to change my password. I have no idea how to rectify this. If you have a suggestion, fire away. (I’d change to gmail or whatever except that – having had my Yahoo email for a decade – it would complicate my life further, which I don’t need right now).

I suppose there is humor here though, especially given the travails I recently went through with my ‘water damaged’ MacBook, as detailed in my last post. Humor, after all, is based mainly on pain – if you haven’t noticed that, take a good look at classic comedies like Chaplin, Laurel & Hardy, etc. Pain. Obsession and pain.

You guys again amazed me with your kindness and intelligence, especially re your suggestion about my health and well-being. But shit it aggravates me that you’re not getting my replies!

But one result is that I will hang in with the blogs and will try to perceive the posts for what they should be: genuine communications between you and me. And be advised that I carefully read each reply, even if Yahoo won’t let me write back. So keep ‘em coming. When you live as I do… well, I don’t talk to people much, is what I’m trying to say… the blog is my way of… I dunno… it’s like my film, Water Time, except that it’s (I hope) a two-way deal…

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Although most of you seemed to enjoy the last post, I sort of rushed it; it was not the best I can do. After the long delay I just wanted to get something out. Anything. It was getting distressing that I couldn’t seem to write anything. Losing that essay was way more discouraging that it should have been. If that was the problem.

I don’t mind baring my weaknesses. My main worry is that they will be of no interest. As I’ve said before, my main fear is of boring people. This is why my recent absentmindedness is so scary. What if I start boring people and don’t realize it?

This Jan Irvin issue. I wasn’t clear about it in my last post, but some of you might remember my Open Letter to the guy.

There is nothing that bothers me like dishonesty. That and hypocrisy. And arrogance, especially based on ignorance. Jan Irvin is the most extreme example of this combination that I have ever come across, especially given his stated (ad nauseam) dedication to critical thinking, via the trivium and quadrivium, which includes his interminable blabbing about Logical Fallacies, meanwhile himself committing one after another.

Recently I had another run-in with Irvin via the Comment section of a recent interview he did.

Irvin’s way of responding to inarguable proofs of his own dishonesty/poor research skills is to go on and on so long with red herring bullshit that no one in his/her right mind would pay attention. But if you have a minute, scroll down to my comment starting with ‘This is tiresome and time is all we really have:’

Notice how often he refers to me as a liar, words to that effect (like ‘you lie’ or ‘are lying’ or ‘are a liar’). I did a search of related terms and came up with 81. This guy called me a liar in a public forum 81 times. (Perhaps he doth protest too much?)

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The upper left window is to Jan Irvin’s office.

 

And even a cursory look at the exchange shows that everything I pointed out is true. One example: If you go to his podcast to the time indicated (38:30) you of course find that he did accuse Albert Einstein of ‘conspiring’ with Huxley to defraud the public with the ‘the joke’ (his description) known as quantum physics. Irvin believes that quantum physics is a complete fraud concocted by the State to confuse us, to debase our intellects. I’m not exaggerating. This is his view and he uses the trivium and endless ‘citations’ to ‘prove’ it. The irony – which few seem to pick up on – is that his arguments are one Logical Fallacy after another.

If you’re thinking, ‘Who cares?’ you have a point. Jan Irvin is a pompous buffoon. Thing is, if you’ve read either of my memoirs you know I don’t suffer liars any better than fools. To be labeled a liar by this moron is more than I can put up with.

Not so mobile home.

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Irvin is all over the net and Youtube with his misbegotten version of critical thinking. (That there is some truth to some of his ramblings is not the point.)

Something has to be done.

I have work to do.

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As I write it’s 2:27 PM on Friday (the 5th). I just watched a GoPro scene I did from the roof of the rig yesterday in getting here. Thought I’d try to make a watchable film of it. So I’m going to hang here at the Little Creek Station (to edit the video), which is cool; with the mountain view there is even free wifi.

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By the way, I’m on my way to see Kurt and Pearl, a couple I met down in the high (or was it low?) desert last winter and got friendly with. They’re about an hour north of here in Utah, amidst Zion National Park (Zion? I’ll keep my eye out for any illuminati).

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One of my favorites, from back at Galveston.

Good folks, Kurt and Pearl, very awake although they take the Bible literally (I’ve come to the conclusion that awake/take bible literally is not necessarily a contradiction; usually is but not always). As you can imagine, we had some spirited conversations around some desert campfires. For some reason it doesn’t bother me that they figure I’m going to fry in hell for all eternity immediately following my bodily commencement at putrefaction. (If I have time and am not too absentminded to remember, at the last minute I’ll accept Jesus and so forth, just in case. I mean: who knows?)

(Hey Kurt and Pearl: Imagine a smiley face above. I love you guys.)

Allan

Please remember that if you don’t hear from me it’s probably the Yahoo ‘Suspicious activity’ bullshit… seriously. Keep that in mind.