Incalculable Losses
[Phnom Penh, 1/12/26]
Troy Skaggs writes from Indiana on 1/11/26, “It’s sad that basic courtesies and simple regard for the personal space of others has descended downwards into the phones along with gazes. As if the entire world wants to hear any of our retarded day-to-day conversations. It doesn’t, but try telling that to the zombies blaring Bluetooth speakers that can be heard from a block away. It’s surreal sometimes.
“I had another resident here who can’t get out of his pajamas before 9AM brag to me about owning a PlayStation, 51-inch TV, cable subscription, quadcopter and scooter. The desperation in his voice, almost defensive, wasn’t particularly happy.”
Entering Klang Boy Bak Kut The just before 10AM, I saw an old Chinese occupying too large a table, so he may have been the owner. Had he been legally deaf, the volume on his phone couldn’t have been louder. Indifferent to my presence, he never turned it down. As a waitress brought out my pot of tea, I walked past her to go to the second floor. “It’s too loud,” I even said. Another waitress and the manager also heard me.
A waitress had to run upstairs to turn on the lights and air conditioning. In this room, I sat alone, which was fine. Going downstairs to pay for my lunch afterwards, I saw only one seated customer. He, too, was listening to his phone as if he was deaf. Since he was at a booth, I’m pretty sure he wasn’t the first Chinese, but what does it matter? Billions have become rudely self-absorbed and fixated on their tiny, personal screen. Nothing else matters.
You have to be insane to not notice how quickly the entire world has been tricked or coerced into madness. When you mess with the human body, you damage his brain. Though we’ve been poisoned for decades through toxic food and drinks, plus whatever they’re still spraying from the sky, their assault on humanity ratcheted up to unprecedented levels with Jewjabs.
Gleefully psychotic, they had nearly the entire world pointlessly masked, socially distanced and locked down then, finally, paying to be killed or injured, with millions only dying years later.
Though I’ve cited some famous victims, unknowns very close to me have also died. You, too, must know several. Cancer rates in all countries have increased markedly after Jewjab rollouts.
Netanyahu on 1/18/21, “Every time someone visits from abroad, I show them this arrowhead. I tell them, that’s the Romans, they’re not here anymore. And now I show them something else, another arrow. This is the syringe that gave me the first vaccine out of the millions of vaccines that we brought to Israel. We’ll be the first country in the world to exit the coronavirus. With faith, anything is possible.” Like others, Bibi wasn’t chosen to be killed, obviously. Injected with whatever, this Jewish leader crowed, “One small shot for man, one giant step for the health of us all!”
Within the last 24 hours, Bibi’s cabana boy, Donald Trump, has posted an image of himself, looking tough, as “Acting President of Venezuela”! Another flaunts Mar-a-Lago’s palatial entrance! In the past, he’s also shown off his regal bathroom. Everything that comes out of Trump is historically great and great smelling. Having bombed Yemen, Somalia, Nigeria, Iran and Venezuela, and funded the genocides in Gaza and Ukraine, Trump still insists he deserves the Nobel Peace Prize. In two days, Corina Machado will probably hand hers to him. They’re making a deal.
“Remember, also, I single-handedly ended 8 wars, and Norway, a NATO Member, foolishly chose not to give me the Noble Peace Prize.” Foolish Norwegians are just waiting for Trump to bomb Greenland, Mexico, Colombia and, again, Iran. MAGA diehards can’t wait.
Always staring down at nonsense, the Jewjabbed, drugged and media brainwashed see, remember and understand nothing. Pity, especially, those subjected to all this madness soon after birth. America’s Center for Disease Control now recommends more than 72 vaccines for US children.
It’s surreal enough here. As Cambodia is militarily and politically exposed, there are all these banners showing its leaders and soldiers looking tough. Tomorrow, I will go to the train station to make sure the Phnom Penh, Battambang line is still running. Thailand has hit targets 43 miles from the border, so seven miles short of Battambang. Plus, there’s no reason they’d hit that city. In Poi Pet, they’ve bombed four casinos, but also an ABA Bank, I’ve just been told.
It’d be nice to see my friend Mark in Battambang, or Max and Best Mom in Siem Reap. If I don’t go, it’s because of this sadness I can’t quite shake. Phnom Penh resembles the Saigon of my boyhood. Each of us has lost so much.
[Phnom Penh, 1/12/26]
[Phnom Penh, 1/12/26]
[Phnom Penh, 1/12/26]
These Bluetooth speakers that have become one of the banes of our existence are the modern equivalent of the “boom box.” I don’t know why those people can’t just invest in a set of earphones and spare the rest of us. Anyone that can afford a Bluetooth speaker can afford a set of earphones that would deliver even better sound. And those listening directly from their phone’s speakers are obviously not concerned about sound quality, so they could get by with a cheapo. Don’t like earbuds sticking in your ears? I have a “bone conduction” headset that allows me to listen privately without sticking anything in my ears—they sit behind the ear. I highly recommend them if you need earphones.
As for the coof, although I know at least one old woman who was blinded and then died just after getting jab #1, I don’t know anyone that has come down with cancer since the jabs went around. But many I know who got them seem to be getting sick much more often than they used to, and are taking longer to recover. I avoided the jabs myself like the plague, but it became difficult to avoid the mask cosplay here in California if you wanted to enter mundane places like the grocery store—if you walked in unmasked (ignoring the signage at the door), soon some upstanding member of the public would work up the nerve to mildly scold you about it, if not worse. So I came up with my own workaround; when someone would ask me “Where’s your mask?”, I would simply reply “Oh, I’m exempt” and keep walking. No one ever pushed it. (If they had, I was going to say the doctor gave it to me, then if they asked who, I'd say "doc in the box", I don't remember his name, etc. I'm sure I'd have outlasted them.)
It is completely appropriate that Trump, who on numerous occasions has said that the US is becoming a “banana republic,” is finally admitted he is failing downward, demoting himself to “President of Venezuela,” and only “Acting” at that. Of course, nowadays all of them are just actors.
I was asked who was my greatest teacher and I paused for a few seconds and I answered Linh Dinh.Thank you for making me aware of the “Voldemort”ruling over us peasants.The simple fact that mere mortals cannot call them out without being cancelled proves the enormous power they have over us.Since I am pragmatic I just call them “boss”..when the WASPS held power they acknowledge it and most tried to be noblesse oblige.