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Greetings Readers,

I have been writing this blog for more than three years. It’s an excellent means to expound my ideology, explore theories, keep thinking, and occupied at the same time.

The title for this personal blog reads International and Domestic Politics with Commentary and Humor. In this serious and often deadly world it’s difficult to find a bit of joy and humor in it, but on occasion it melds in a dark humor.

In my parody “Ye, The Little Old Terrorist Work Shop Around the Corner “ I’ve written a piece in which I am the manager of a terrorist enterprise specializing in the manufacture of devices that fit into exploding shoes, toothpaste tubes, clothing, and water bottles. In the satirical article we provided top-of-the-line formfitting suicide vests with extra-large carrying pockets, to original or fake soldier and police uniforms for infiltration. It is a money making operration requiring engineering expertise and materials to do the job. Not merely similar to any old fabricator, we provide good workmanship and satisfaction guaranteed. 

One of the most profitable items for sale and distribution are official black Jihadist and ISIS masks. It turned out to be a good deal indeed. The CIA and my representative would helicopter down into a former battle field  and pluck the masks off the dead ISIS, SIL, or Al Qaeda insurgent’s faces. We collected thousands, more like hundreds of thousands and sold them to supporters the curious by mail order for $80 apiece. Those with blood, saliva or thorn hair for $100 each and they’re always in demand. We Just could not keep enough of the item in stock.

The military and CIA would receive 30% of the sale’s price often paid in advance during collection. They were pleased with the profitable deal and so are we, The International Insurgency Supply and Service Company. Of course our projects are on going. We will expect a boost in sales during and after the Mosul offensive.

About the time the NAACP secretary openly came out and said she was ‘Black’ I wrote “Finally, Ron Miller Admits He’s Black .” Yes, I frankly had to admit a long-held secret kept back from friends, fellow overseas expatriates, acquaintances, and family. It was uncomfortable for me to do so, but I finally had to admit I, Ron Miller, was “Black.” (Detroit black)  It came as a shock to everyone including my mom and relatives, but I couldn’t cover it up any longer. I had to come out of the closet.

Shortly after Lance Armstrong admitted during an interview with Oprah Winfrey he had been taking drugs for 13 years in order to gain fame and fortune as a champion bicycle road racer, I called Oprah and asked for a phone interview concerning my addiction. She said yes provided I would not take longer than three minutes. The interview lasted twenty minutes. I admitted that for decades I was addicted to sex enhancement drugs. My valid reason, well, I was a renowned live sex performer, actually a superstar in the field. In the conversation and in the post, I detailed my fantastic career before audiences large and small worldwide with thousands of joyful voyeurs and privately satisfied  women while the whole time accommodating popular personalities, like Angelina Jolly, Nicole kidman, Barbara Stresand, and Nancy Polosi, etc.  I named each enchantment I had taken for years often in mixed formula with fantastic results. I had to wait until Oprah retrieved a pencil to repeat myself: Viagra, Cialises, Strxyu, Livita, Caverjaect, Impaks, Sidenafil, Edex, Slendra, Muse, Avauafil, Saw Pometo and Yahombie. Those happen to be American and European enhancements. Asia has its own: Mystic Magic, Romance Unending, Black Tiger, and certain powered predatory animal genitalia, as well as herbals.

I informed Oprah of my reported 14.2 inch length XXXXX  which amazed her. (actually it is 14.4.2 but who’s counting)

Although published by Yours Truly have searched my archive files  and not found the post. I suspect for reasons of propriety it was not place on the internet. Frequently that’s called prude ‘Censorship.’

These are intended to be a kind of dark humor, but occasionally I write of a darker more complex sort. One of those concerned the Malaysia flight MH-370 gone missing on 8 March, 2014 with 239 passengers and crew aboard. It was a tragedy that captured  the imaginations of the public and a great deal of international attention for months on end, leading to years as the search goes on even today for the lost plane.

After several months I was uninterested and bored reading of the accident. Threats of search suspension caused protests and law suits in particular by the mourning family members.  For some unspecified unknown the story has not gone away as have the passengers and crew a long time ago. Most likely the accident occurred when a pallet of lithium batteries  leaked setting off gas through the ventilating system poisoning the air and placing the passengers and crew in a state of unconsciousness.

I as most were tired of supposed MH-370 foat-some being found  every week on some coast in Asia or off the coast of Africa like Oman and Mozambique. I phoned the Search Center in Australia in late May and said I was swimming in the Malacca Straits and found a small drifting suit case which I am certain has MH-370 passenger items in it. I could hear a Search Center office party was underway. The female operator said in a pleasant voice, ‘Could you please hold on to that information for say another week, we’re have so much fun and a lot of overtime too.

I have written about the disappearance several times, one of the last being of it becoming a financial mother-load of profit for special interests by keeping the tragrdy in the public eye. After becoming unwell by the repetitiveness of the story’s mysterious disappearance, I got tired of seeing weeping families as the Media seemed to increase coverage. After a couple of months of endless reporting my post went like this:

         The  Search for Malaysian Flight MH-370 is  Finally Incorporated.

The brand new corporation will be listed with Wall Street brokers on 10 May led by the giant investment house of Goldman Sachs. The IPO will be created with a conservatively issued stock of $165 per share.  As the ongoing search gathers momentum, sorring interest continues with stupendous Media coverage, the stock’s outlook appears at the outset rosy. Investors may soon place the sock in the ‘Blue Chip’ category.

Among the main attractions for the issue are Asian superstar actors alining up for the movie, including Jackie Chan, and a planned  TV series is in the works. One storyline is three rafts with passenger survivors  with each telling their own experience, fighting for food scrapes, one is pregnant, one a murder, and two go insane. Special biographies of the poilets and crew will be turned into a documentary later to be shown at the memorial building in Malaysia’s capital Kuala Lumpur tourist entertainment district.

Books, articles are soon to follow. Publishers Random House, and Penguin are showing interest along with Asia’s Big Apple for the China market.  Hullen, a children’s book publisher has received approval for a by-the-numbers coloring tome picturing  on the cover a blue Boeing 777 crashing into a bright red sea.  Moreover manufactures  are swarming for a commercial crack at T-shirts, replica  toys, and a designer  clothing line, plastic follower, and food supplements.

Asia and Malaysian investors are jumping on the gun, planning and preparing for a tasteful 82 story memorial skyscraper with a 600 room hotel and a floor of high rent penthouse apartments.Gratuative complemental rooms with full services will be under a free for life policy for passenger victim’s families. On the second floor will be a museum dedicated to missing flight. Documentary films with be shown in adjoining rooms, and also the floor will contain The Amelia Earhart Annex with  photos, maps, videos, and a display of Amelia’s uniforms, jackets, pajamas, and her last worn panties among  memorabilia marking the missing aviator’s’ life.

The first floor will be reserved for a McDonald’s, KFC, a Tony Roma Steakhouse. and exclusive designer shops, Saint Lauant (YSL), Louis Vuitton (LV) , Lacoste, the Crocodile, Prada, just like in the movie, and other fine boutiques. There is much more to be read about MH-370 and my other attempts at forced  and often failed parody are on roguedinosaur.com with archives to the lower right of the screen.

All the Best.

Ron Miller,

Batam, Indonesia