Seattle a minute or two ago.
I don’t know why canon would send this junk back to me? #1stworldproblems
Where we are and where we are,
Got my passports back from the Brazilian Federal Police… Great news and very expensive considering I didn’t commit a crime in the first place 30 days ago, getting kicked, drugged, and spending 6 days in jail, only for #usairways to cover their ass and put me on the #nofly list! Now the cost of this work trip to brazil for EM&I and Petrobras is coasting me well over 36k. #merikafuckyeah
26 days detention in Brazil. https://www.tumblr.com/blog/theircareer it’s now been 26 days since I was removed from the international departures area of the Rio De Janeiro international airport based upon #usairways / #americanairlines joint action with the Brazilian federal police to prevent me from traveling to my home country on the accusation that I was committing a crime called behaving “strangely” in the international no-mans land between Brazilian customs and the #Boeing 747 taking to Charlotte International Airport. So far I’ve had almost four weeks of my life stolen from me in addition to a verifiable minimum financial loss of $36,000 USD, and possibly with light shed on my research and business, a loss into the millions of dollars based upon an economic and political maneuver against me as a citizen of the United States, while visiting Brazil and working for the country’s national oil company - Petrobras. The precedent this sets for what is “allowed” regarding the handling of and treatment of foreign citizens and actions of governments against private citizens with corporate assistance and direction is unprecedented and should be a very serious concern to you if you regularly cross borders.
I will not give brazil my face, I will not celebrate their racist game, I will not touch their drink, or spend any money beyond survival. I’m a recluse in protest, a hostage to the brutal federal regime. A hostage to Petrobras, a subject for their boots to kick, that is all I am. A body to steal from, a mind to ransack. I defy the sun and defy the abominable government of Brazil. I spit on US airways for their complicity in violating my human rights. I know what lays beneath the jails, who lurks through the ghetto, racially suppressed under the muzzle of the federal police death squads. This is Brazil. It has nothing to do with football. The bread basket of the Americas can’t figure out a way to improve on their catholic past, of dungeons and the iron fist, absolved of their sins by monsters wearing fish on their heads… While the US imprisons the repressed fleeing from Central America, the 21st century prison camps, run by the department of human services, because the law must be enforced, by Obama’s velvet glove. A woman has choice, a man does not. Over again, one neighbor pitted against another. Corpses stacked to reach the manipulated vision of equality under a rainbow party that revels in their rise and but forgets the rest of humanity in the quest for material possession, while adapting the same roman norms that made us the disease of the world- all humanity - under a system of controlled repression, programming humans to beat down another, to hold up the ill gotten gain to the god of delusion - of grandeur and success.
Life interrupted, interred, interrupted, stolen… Waiting for Monday in Rio de Janeiro. Waiting for what? I’m not sure again. It’s life lived like a YouTube video being played on a bad connection. Halfway through, you give up. The bandwidth squeeze killers.
I’m heading up to Aguja Guillaumet for my first peak in Patagonia. November 23rd 2013 with Fitz taking the snap.
It’s a jungle out there. Walking back to our shack from the surf break, I felt compelled to take this photo. #Mentawai Islands, #Indonesia 2010. 5D Mark II. #aperture #curves #saturation #exposure
I had a dream about this moment in my life: As I was working on new ideas and solutions to problems, there was a team of engineers and researchers connected to my internet portal, simultaneously applying vast resources to the same problems. I was just a catalyst to their greed, with no recognition, or earnings, and total life manipulation, from what I ate to who I fucked.
I think that was my decision point in my dream, to keep going, knowing the truth, or to stop, and become dormant, for extinction. I woke up before I made the choice. #patagonia #innovation #startup #catalyst #setup #humanrights #exposurepainting #selfie #howlong #howmanybillions #toocontroversialformaseratis #mkultra