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About JK

JK is a fly tier. I try to discourage his tying, because he is naturally talented, and I am not. There are things he can do on the water that I will never comprehend, or be able to do myself. For example, he can catch fish. He can also reel in a fish after hooking it. His pheremones make the nymphs horny, and bugs emerge when he’s near.

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From delusional to psychotic

This article was the first we published to GB Mag almost two years ago. I edited it, so the voice of the article is mine, the ideas are JK’s.

The Endangered Species Act requires a certain number of fish, say salmon, to be present in a given waterway to evidence that the species is ok. By ok, I mean to say that the survival of the species is not under threat.

Now under the G.W. Bush Administration’s EPA, rules were adopted that said, well, the ESA doesn’t say how the fish gotta get in the waterways, it only mandates that they be there.

So they started dumping hatchery salmon in to watersheds on the Pacific Coast, and there were so many fish that the requirements of the ESA were easily satisfied. The numbers of hatchery fish in the waters showed that the fish were not endangered.

Now I’m no psychologist. I’m more of a frequent patient, actually, and I’d like to think that qualifies me to discuss mental health. Yes, its a bit perverse…

So never mind the motivations of the politicians, at least for now. They trick and deceive.

Its the people who vote for them that matter to me.

And they’re tricked by this stuff, and delusional about it.

But then, after so many years of this crap and dying waters and dying species, the politician has a problem. Should he continue to dump hatchery fish in to the waterways, if scientists testify that it doesn’t work, to the EPA?

The moment that the choice is made to exclude the evidence of science, on scientific matters, the process has become psychotic.

Before, people may have been happily deluded that the fish were ok. And the important thing, for the delusional folks, was the belief that they were ok. It mattered, and the delusion of abundant hatchery fish takes care of that.

But what happens if the scientists say they are not actually ok?

And back to the politician. He is representing corporate interests. His delusion is that that’s ok, or perhaps that deceiving the public is ok. What does he do when there’s a scientific consensus on an issue, and the public can no longer be deceived?

I got some comments, from email exchanges, about the difference between delusional and psychotic thought processes…

Look at climate change. For forty years, the delusion has been politically sufficient: “we need more study” or some such bs thing.

Now, the approach to deny this is full-on psychotic: we will banish our scientists from the political process. The stuff you found on the new house process laws says just this.

It is the same as “I am not a politician” as your political platform.

And, “no one is a political,” as citizens of a democracy. BS!

“Government IS the problem,” argued by the government.

All this shit is hitting it’s psychotic core.

Psychotic.

-JK

I think the key point you make is the claim, by Joni Ernst, that she is NOT political. And that her supporters are not political.

This claim is false, of course, as she is a U.S. Senator. It is delusional, no?

Where does psychosis come in?

-John.

I also think, according to my definitions of psychotic and delusional, that Ernst is NOT delusional, she is psychotic, and I want to explain this further than my last reply.

See, what I’m getting at is the split from reality. Delusions have some reality in them. Psychosis is more of a denial of reality than a misinterpretation of it. These are my concepts, and open to scrutiny, and others may have more strict definitions, but I think mine is useful in the sense that it boils things down to their simplest distinctions.

This is important because I am claiming that the repression of science which is growing presently is, I believe, psychotic, not delusional. We think it’s delusional, perhaps, but it’s not. It’s psychotic.

This is a significant distinction to me because I want to impress upon people what I feel is the gravity of the situation. I believe we are dangerously close to teetering away from our happy little delusional state which already exists, to the psychotic.

And you don’t return from the psychotic. You end up with a dark ages, for millennia. I see this best in the newest efforts to ignore science, but it’s all over the place. Like with Max’s zombies.

In other words, don’t be lulled into thinking, well hell, Ernst is just delusional. She is psychotic.

She gets votes from people who are delusional, for their neurotic reasons, and from psychotics, for their zombie “reasons.” But this doesn’t really matter.

It’s just that we be awake to recognize psychosis, and how severe it is without minimization or misinterpretation, that matters now.

-JK

Re: Santuit

Add the link below and whatever you feel is appropriate to the story in GB mag, eh?

One quote, of many:

“The most obvious threat was the Willow Bend development and its golf course. The Massachusetts Department of Environmental Protection was fully aware, as far back as the 1990s, that the development’s water withdrawals could adversely impact the Santuit and its trout, yet as recently as early October Willow Bend was advertising in the Boston Globe that new houses were being built that featured between 3 and 5 bathrooms.”

Completely ignored by the cape cod times. Along with many other factors. The times chose to make it appears as if it were the feds and tree-hugging herring-lovers that unwittingly killed off the brookies in their ignorance and zeal.

Another factor not mentioned is a brand new outpatient hospital built by creating a huge unnatural cliff over the stream right where it crosses route 28, with it’s big old paved parking lot looming above.

http://www.searunbrookie.org/conservation/how-to-kill-a-salter-stream/

-JK

Re: Why I caught the striper

Just read again.
Damn, dude, I love this.

I’ve got a great quote from Jim Harrison, the gist of which is:

Everyone knows this land of oxygen is a crematorium.
Only the water is safe.

The second original “sin”: leaving the water.

There are too many “sins” to count.

And a drive to return to the inorganic.

Now I’m thinking that the only “sin”, when not perversely changed to its opposite (re: Nike, just do it), is to acknowledge the worth of his drive back.

Just don’t do it. How’s that?

And fish like it, too.

-JK

Wraps

The spinner with its guides taped into place.
The guides are stunningly beautiful.
However, they are heavy and slow the rod down a lot, make it a littl bouncy, and change the grip spot back some more.
I am in a Dilema about whether to delay action enough to order Rec recoil spinning guides. Much lighter.

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Split grip?

Split grip on spinning rod? Opinions?
Thinking I can grind the guide feet tomorrow when I’m over to my folks house for thanksgiving, and finally get wrapping a little.

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Rolf disapproves, but I think it’s coolish, and it is very comfortable to be able to use a second hand and have a butt to jam in your gut.
It seems to balance the rod right in the hand.
But not “classic” at all.

Re: Why I caught the striper

Great!

In psychoanalytic terms, we’d call you a “drive theorist”.
This is considered the highest and deepest perspective of analytic theory. It is so mysterious and hard to grasp most people just forget about it and say it’s useless.
But it’s not.

That was a nice fish you caught that day, by the way.

Real nice.

I think big bass are like baitfish. They roll right over and say “get this thing out of my mouth and end this”.

It’s the little bastards that don’t know how to behave.

Freud had this idea, not surprisingly towards the end of his life, that all life has a drive towards death (one toward life, too). The death drive is essentially a desire to return to the inorganic…like rocks and dirt and stuff. To release all tension.

The balance to this is the life drive which seeks to increase tension, and unite disparate parts (like, for instance, banging booty).

This death drive and life drive are commonly “fused”.

For example, nothing like the sleep one gets after banging great booty, chowing down a left over turkey leg, and passing out.

The efforts put forth to get the booty increase tension, but this pursuit, if done right and completed, ends in the complete lowering of tension.

Then the whole shit starts all over.

So, we pack up our rods and hit the water again.

-JK

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Santuit

I have now read the article in the Cape Cod Times.

I urge you to read the link from the “small stream reflections” blog and the comments section.

Because,
Unsurprisingly,
The Cape Cod Times just happened to leave out suspicions of industrial pollution, new chemicals and new land development.

-JK

(Got this updated from Jon, 11.27.2015.)

Add the link below and whatever you feel is appropriate to the story in GB mag, eh?

One quote, of many:

“The most obvious threat was the Willow Bend development and its golf course. The Massachusetts Department of Environmental Protection was fully aware, as far back as the 1990s, that the development’s water withdrawals could adversely impact the Santuit and its trout, yet as recently as early October Willow Bend was advertising in the Boston Globe that new houses were being built that featured between 3 and 5 bathrooms.”

Completely ignored by the cape cod times. Along with many other factors. The times chose to make it appears as if it were the feds and tree-hugging herring-lovers that unwittingly killed off the brookies in their ignorance and zeal.

Another factor not mentioned is a brand new outpatient hospital built by creating a huge unnatural cliff over the stream right where it crosses route 28, with it’s big old paved parking lot looming above.

http://www.searunbrookie.org/conservation/how-to-kill-a-salter-stream/

-JK

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Uncle Russ

This is Uncle Russ.

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Uncle Russ hates jacks, and has a tattoo to prove it.
And if you don’t like it, you can kiss his ass.

Uncle Russ can’t see fish. Ever.
He’s got a bad hip, and a bad arm, and reels righty.

He’ll offer you some chew.
And if you don’t like it, that’s all right by him.

Once, Uncle Russ took a jumping sturgeon to the chest like a cannonball. 

The sturgeon cried.

-JK

Uncle Russ

This is Uncle Russ.

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Uncle Russ hates jacks, and has a tattoo to prove it.
And if you don’t like it, you can kiss his ass.

Uncle Russ can’t see fish. Ever.
He’s got a bad hip, and a bad arm, and reels righty.

He’ll offer you some chew.
And if you don’t like it, that’s all right by him.

Once, Uncle Russ took a jumping sturgeon to the chest like a cannonball. 

The sturgeon cried.

-JK