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Jack in the box

  By Andrew W. Griffin I have been reading H. P. Albarelli’s (who died not too long ago) Coup in Dallas: The Decisive Investigation Into Who Killed JFK and it is excellent – and I have read most of the conspiracy-leaning books on the JFK assassination over the past 30-or-so years. As NYU media studies professor Mark Crispin Miller wrote of Albarelli’s book: “What occurred that day in Dallas was, indeed, a coup – a coup meticulously carried out by fascist zealots still devoted to the cause that was ostensibly defeated with the fall of Mussolini’s Italy and Nazi Germany .” I read that line and thought about what has happened in the past couple of years, as “Joe Biden” stumbled into the White House under a heavy cloud of suspicion and deceit. Cue the COVID-19(84) bug and the lockdowns and Orwellian Newspeak and Huxley and Orwell seem like prophets. Driving down to Corpus Christi last week to spend some time with my folks, my very thoughtful and intelligent uncle was there and...

Into the dirt

  By Andrew W. Griffin Spring is pretty much here in Oklahoma. Change is in the air. I have been playing the 2014 song “Dirt” by Florida Georgia Line over and over. This eight-year old bro-country song is striking an emotional chord with me. I have noticed a trend over the course of my life that just as the season changes from winter to spring, a strong bittersweet quality really consumes me, particularly when music is concerned. I begin transitioning into more authentic and “traditional”-styled music. That means a lot of country and older soft rock and Yacht rock. And just yesterday, March 19 th , I was thinking about that being the day the illegal war in Iraq kicked off, under President Bush’s watch. That spring of 2003 was a weird one for me. Back then, in the spring that the Columbia fell to Earth, as I had unwittingly predicted, I felt a mixture of loss and strange optimism and – dare I say it – confidence? But a horrific, illegal war was being waged and many, many pe...

COSMIC COWBOYS: Jason Boland & The Stragglers release spellbinding, musical yarn on "The Light Saw Me"

By Andrew W. Griffin / March 22, 2022 ALBUM REVIEW: The Light Saw Me by Jason Boland & The Stragglers (Thirty Tigers) 2021 A few years back, I began researching the 1950’s-era flying saucer/contactee movement, the people – like George Adamski and Frank Stranges – who claimed to be in contact with benign “Space Brothers” claiming that they had come to Earth to warn against nuclear war and man’s inhumanity to man. One of the researchers I came across – via the works of Trevor James Constable – was Meade Layne. He ran the Borderland Science Research Associates (BSRA). Layne’s work spoke of interdimensional beings from “Etheria,” traveling into our dimension via “ether ships” as a way of explaining the flying saucer craze of the 1950’s. Not long after studying Meade Layne’s writings, I came across the Desert Oracle magazine and podcast by Ken Layne, out of Joshua Tree, California. After listening to Ken Layne’s show, addressing high weirdness in the high desert – UFO sighting...

Bad dates

By Andrew W. Griffin / March 11, 2022 It was 21 years ago today that U.S. Attorney General John Ashcroft had planned for convicted Oklahoma City terrorist bomber Timothy McVeigh to be executed at a federal prison in Terre Haute, Indiana. It would be exactly six months before September 11, 2001. But for reasons I don’t recall, the execution date was pushed forward three months to June 11, 2001. And it took place. It would be exactly three months before September 11, 2001. And on September 11, 2001, I immediately thought of McVeigh’s execution date and wondered if there was some sort of connection between the date(s) and that horrific date, as the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center burned and dustified in a short period of time, changing our world forever. A few days ago I was at my post office, recently named after Oklahoma City civil-rights activist Clara Luper. It was there when the bomb(s) went off. And now the OKC National Memorial is where the Alfred P. Murrah Federa...

March comes in like a lamb (to the slaughter)

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  By Andrew W. Griffin A few years back, when I was still running the original Dust Devil Dreams blog on my Red Dirt Report site, I wrote quite a bit about writer, intellectual and mystic Arthur Koestler. I recall mentioning that Koestler – author of The Roots of Coincidence (1972) and The Ghost In The Machine (1967) – had influenced many in the Baby Boomer generation, including singer/songwriter/bassist Gordon “Sting” Sumner, whose band The Police released a Koestler-inspired album Ghost In The Machine in 1981, two years before their final album – Synchronicity – released in 1983. And it was 39 years today – March 1, 1983 – when Koestler, suffering from Parkinson’s disease, took his own life, just a few months before The Police released Synchronicity , furthering interest in the works of Carl Jung. Coincidentally, or not, my sync pal Christopher Knowles, at The Secret Sun , posted on the same day a meme-friendly post titled “ Got Them World War Meme Blues Again, Mama ...