Here are REAL scientists, and they explain the falsity of "global warming" in this feature-length movie:
Please excuse me if my home page it looking like a "global warming" debunking page. If that's what it takes to educate people, then so be it. Here is more evidence/proof that "man-made global warming" is NOT REAL. Please visit and read this page: ANTARCTIC ICE IS INCREASING !
Here's more good news about the world not being so bad off after all. Here's the founder of the Weather Channel debunking "global warming:"
One hopeful sign is in those scientists who
speak out against corruption, like John Casey, in his Cold Truth
initiative [John Casey is a former White House space program advisor,
consultant to NASA Headquarters, and space shuttle engineer. He is now
one of America’s most successful climate change researchers and climate
prediction experts.]. He delivers the real truth. Read about it here: the real truth about "global warming"
Ah, and I mustn't omit Dilbert's view of the climate-change hoax. Click here for it.
Alas, I herald the news of Jennifer Aniston's newly announced sneak wedding to Justine Theroux. I just spied a report that they married in Bel Air, today, the 6th of August, 2015. Well Jen, all I can say at the moment is : "How could you do that? You realize how much I enjoyed looking at your tits up close, don't you?" Maybe it was too good to last, for me? I think not.
As for Madonna, if I didn't know better, I'd probably conclude she were trying to get back on my good side. I really have a good side, you know. Madonna will always be how Madonna is, if a miracle doesn't intervene to change her.
How is it that Madonna keeps having things in common with "Chinese year of the" animals? Is that a blessing? This is the year of the fire rooster. Okay, let me think about how this is still your year, Madonna. Uh . . . you had the song, years ago, Burning Up. About the rooster part . . . uh . . . you always have ruled the roost. So, it looks like it is still your year, again. You're the burning-up fire rooster that rules the roost.
Good news! I found a copy of the article I wrote, explaining my old relationship with Whitney Houston. To read it, click here. To sum up, Whitney wanted to marry me back then, in 1979. I kind of wanted to marry her, but I had issues with the idea, so I steadfastly refused.
By the way, for those of you who read my former web page on it, I remember who the young petite lady was to my left, in the back seat of the car with me, that one time. She was Yaya. Bear in mind that Whitney was only 16 years old, back then, so her friends maybe were close to her in age. I at first thought Whitney may have been older than me, but I was 21. I could hardly believe it when she told me she was 16.
That was a real doozy of a kiss between me and Whitney, that one time in the former Ben Frank's restaurant, in Hollywood. She had long, perfectly straight, black hair, at that time. One of the first things Whitney said to me, after we sat down at the counter was, "Do you have any Quaaludes?" I had never heard of Quaaludes, so of course I didn't have any.
And there was that time I drove her to Muhammad Ali's apartment. She guided me there, as I drove her over in my then '64 VW beetle. His place was in Hollywood, in a second floor apartment, on what I think was an east/west street. He was at first on the balcony in front of his apartment, and we looked up at him from my car. Then we went up and into his place. She talked with him for a while. There were just the three of us in there, at the time. I didn't want to hear what they were talking about, so I effectively blocked it out. To this day, I have no idea what they talked about, that time.
Oh, and then, many years later, Whitney turned up dead in a bathtub! And then her daughter, Bobbi Kristina, also turned up nearly dead in a bathtub, and has since died! I never met Bobbi Kristina. She came along well after Whitney and I broke up.
Well, real life stories don't always have happy endings.
I sincerely believe that Whitney would NOT have recorded I Will Always Love You, if I hadn't suggested it to her, in a final conversation, one day, in 1979. Well, as you know, she DID record it, and took home a Grammy Award for it, too. See, this is another example of my musical good luck charm working its magic, that time for Whitney. Can you imagine her career without that one? It helped push her over the top. Incidentally, "I will always love you," was what I said/thought, about Whitney, in the wake of that above-mentioned passionate kiss, standing in the front, inside of Ben Frank's restaurant. There were others standing around, at that moment. I didn't know those words were going to be the title of one of her biggest hits.
Okay, now I can't close this discussion without bringing up a conversation I once had with Whitney. One day she told me her name was Houston, so I couldn't resist mentioning that one of the residential streets in my neighborhood had that same name, Houston. She also asked me what name she should use (same conversation). In hindsight, I believe she was making a early allusion to the definite fact that she wanted to marry me. After that time, it was out in the open, in clear, unmasked language, about her wanting to marry her. I wished I could, but I didn't think it would work out for me.
Whitney, I really cared about you. I felt guilty about tuning you down. But now you can't read this, except from the beyond.
Although many reporters could feel uncomfortable with the following information, it is the truth, nontheless. I state it here, as an historical note about who I am, and something about my background: