Are we there yet? I’ll bet that we could push it along if we forced people to live in hive cities!

Battling the Silicon Valley billionaires: Furious Californians erupt at council meeting against tech titans’ plans to build a 53,000-acre ‘utopian’ city – but are dismissed as ‘small, vocal minority’
Concerned Californians packed into a meeting earlier this month to protest a billionaire group’s efforts to construct a 53,000-acre ‘walkable and green’ city. California Forever, a group of Silicon Valley tech titans, hopes to create a new city in a rural area 60 miles northeast of San Francisco. At the meeting, five people, including California Forever founder Jan Sramek, spoke in support of the project, while more than two dozen voiced their opposition.

Biology professor Jim DeKlowe referred to the proposal as an ‘oligarch city’ and expressed his fears that its development would harm local marshes. He said it was an ‘undermining of the democratic process’ and a waste of ’40 years of planning.’ Another local, Jeanne McCormack, said her family had occupied the land for more than 100 years. ‘We’re not leaving, and we’re not going to cooperate,’ she said. ‘And I will die trying to stop this thing from happening.’

The board ultimately decided to halt discussions. Isn’t that what all tyrants do when they get into power, to raze the present cities to send them down the memory hole and replace them with their own vision of a shining city like Nazi Germany, China, North Korea? Perhaps even Rome, when Nero blamed the Christians for the great fire?

Midtown Las Vegas will also be home to a hive city in the planning stages now. The land has been purchased for the hive. The city is permitting the construction. A hive city in the center of the Temple of the Living Elvis. “We are shaping a lifestyle not available yet in Downtown Las Vegas,” said Weina Zhang, Founder and CEO of Z Life. Anna Olin, COO, added, “Our tagline ‘Your world, a walk away’ captures our mission beautifully, to provide a walkable, urban lifestyle.”

In general, those who have the hubris to believe they can remake society do not draw the line at believing they are entitled to remake humanity and are entirely prepared to carve their Utopia out of human flesh. A bad workman blames his tools, but a Utopian blames his victims.



Luck, in the Days of Fighting Sail

Luck was something that every Sailor on board needed and held on to in order to bring him home safely. That’s why there were so many items that could help. Here is a small list.

Personal items:

What brings you the most luck? When an object comes from your loved ones. You gladly took a locket with strands of hair, and you just didn’t have any available, just fingernails, leftovers, or even teeth.

It would be great if you tattooed a rooster and a pig on your feet to prevent you from drowning.

A found coin, not only to bring you luck but also to bring money into your pockets. A loadstone was also good, not only because it was magnetic and was used to charge the compass needles (which later became superfluous due to the further development of the compasses themselves), they were also regarded as magical and thus served as a lucky charm.

The caul, which remained on the child’s head at birth, was the ultimate protection against drowning and was, therefore, highly prized.

Religious objects:

Even though religion was such a thing on board and priests were very much avoided, as they were simply associated with death, many carried a rosary or images of saints.

These were seen as protectors, and some people believed they would bring them luck, even without religious belief. Hope with her anchor or an anchor alone was also a symbol of hope and was often carried around.

Parts of animals:

There were animals that you simply didn’t want to have near you, but parts of them promised good luck. Like the infamous rabbit’s foot, but never the whole rabbit. This was the long-eared beast and was not allowed on board because, according to legend, rabbits once sank a ship because they had nibbled on the rigging and everything else. But a paw was considered a lucky charm.

It was similar to sharks; nobody wanted them near them, and so many hung a shark fin on the stern to keep them away. To make sure nothing happened to you if you accidentally went overboard, many wore a shark’s tooth around their neck to protect them from attack. A custom that originated in the Caribbean and Polynesia, as the people there wore shark teeth as a symbol of masculinity, strength, and protection from the gods. Europeans wore them to bring good luck and protection.

In one case, they preferred to have the whole animal with them, and that was a black cat. These sweet velvet paws were reviled on land as servants of the devil, but on board a ship, they were an absolute lucky charm. Not only did they catch rats and mice, but they were also said to be able to tell the weather. They were also a popular mascot that had to be looked after, and if one behaved well with them one was also rewarded with cuddles if one was lucky.


Children born on board were considered lucky charms for the whole crew and the ship, and if you didn’t have one, the comrade with the gold earring was a popular hammock neighbor and messmate. Because his proximity alone was enough to protect you from disaster.

A naked woman at the bow was also a good idea to ward off disaster. But please don’t run off now and undress the captain’s or lieutenant’s wife and put her upfront. That would only cause unnecessary annoyance – for her and her husband. Leave that to the Figurehead because she was enough to calm the sea.

Protection for the ship itself:

Not only the crew needed a bit of luck, but also the wooden lady, so they liked to nail an upturned, worn horseshoe to the mast to catch the luck and keep it inside. Otherwise, the coins that were worked under the mast were also regarded as lucky charms and, according to my theory, also as payment for the ferryman.

What was also good was that you painted a few eyes in a small area, usually near the bow. They were supposed to foresee dangers and conjure up good fortune, just as they had once done in ancient times, where they were painted on the bow as forerunners of the Figurehead.

Hexmarks (engraved or painted circles) were also considered lucky charms and protection against dark forces, who knew where the next witch was up to mischief and, therefore, had to protect themselves.


Identify the Aircraft



17 of these aircraft were built.


hint: This aircraft was designed to deploy paratroops.


  1. Utopian cities – at least in “Oath of Fealty” there was a recognition that that lifestyle was not for everyone, and there was no forced herding of people into them.

  2. Gaza is the ideal WEF city. 15 minutes across town, nobody owns a thing (except rockets, they are running out of everything but rockets) and boy are they happy. I wonder where they got all the money for the things they don’t own?

  3. “A bad workman blames his tools, but a Utopian blames his victims”
    Great proverb, L.L. So true!
    In active daily contracting between the Forest Service, sawmill reps, and my employer, the Loggers who were the general contractors, I was often finding myself between a rock and a hard place. Making a bad decision in the moment could have mortal consequences or career failures. Blaming our tools, or eventually as a employer, I learned to NEVER blame my employees. The gaslighting from the top down sure is a tradecraft of the social engineers and the beltway and their heralds = MSM. ” Woe to those who call good evil good AND good evil.” Isaiah 5:20
    So glad for this ground report of the locals resistance. Same protests are happening in Chicago and NYC with the locals taxes paying for free lunch and housing for “Asylum seekers”.
    In NYC to the tune of $11 B over the next 2 yrs. B as billion…. for a city budget???

  4. https://masdarcity.ae
    UAE has one of these utopian cities, Masdar. It was used a as a case study for a Systems Engineering process class I had to take. It was hard not to pick huge holes in the concepts during those sessions, but we were told to ignore those and concentrate on the SE process. That was 10 years ago. Not sure what the progress is to date. Perhaps they can resettle the Gazans there…

    • What a great idea! The Gazans are accustomed to receiving free goods and services. I’m sure that the UAE will give them some of its oil revenue.

  5. Utopian City- hahahahahah….nothing changes with these bored billionaires trying to herd the great unwashed into hives now that they “have arrived”. And it’s always “this’ll be good for YOU” deal. Have they not watched any movies or read any books on the subject? Never works out for the little people. Oscar Wilde was spot on when he wrote, “Life imitates Art far more than Art imitates Life”.

    Glad the townsfolk and property owners made their solid “this is idiotic and ain’t happening”argument. Unfortunately, as we see everywhere, the residents have to play catch-up ball in the bottom of the ninth when they get wind of some hair-brained “development” that’s been in the works for years, often as a “wink wink, nod nod” deal with city planners and “the council”, only to lose in the end regardless of local regs and processes. And the tagline is always the promise of “collected revenues and created jobs” (jobs for the little people, that is). Watch what happens with this one, that one property owner will be victimized by eminent domain, the all-powerful “we need your property for the greater good” takings bravo sierra.

    Here’s a solution: Locate a spot these bored B’s can use, let them build their dystopian “city”, then close the perimeter wall (walls are terrific at keeping people in as well as out). They can see how well their experiment works. But film it all, like The Truman Show, maybe that’ll dissuade others from thinking the concept will work, here…or here…like Socialism.

      • It’s good to be solution oriented…they want their Unicorn Utopia, then let’s help them find the right spot. Sub Saharan Africa would also work, altho, could level Portland or Seattle and give them one of those now desecrated places, start over, show us how it’s done…they can keep the “safe injection” sites when residents start going off the rails.

  6. “Weina Zhang, Founder and CEO of Z Life. Anna Olin, COO”
    (Assuming the surnames represent the actual ethnicities) Man, the jokes just write themselves, don’t they?

    Olin’s LinkedIn has a post about how “bio hacking is a personal passion”. Very Yuval Noah Harari, only she’s less weird looking. Always with the utopian plans to “repair” stuff that the rest of us didn’t think was broken in the first place. And the Chinese just like telling everyone else what to do.

    Olins: Stop with the repairing. Don’t presume to “repair” my stuff unless I ask for your help. I’m not a child under your care. Your utopian dreams have implemented nightmares. Every single time.
    Zhangs: Stop. Just stop. No one likes you because you’re a bunch of grasping, tasteless, and rude bullies.

    • I know Weina Zhang personally. If you were to call her and mention my name to her, she would share stories. It doesn’t mean that I agree with her hive city.

      • So is Zhang sincere, or is there an ulterior motive? That was rhetorical because my point is not about the particular Weina, it’s about “Zhangs” as a class. (And yeah, any logical person would lump me in with that class. That’s just how it goes. One would have to know me personally to know that I’m a terrible exemplar of that class, and have been continually been rejected by real Zhangs on an ongoing basis. Stereotypes happen for a reason. Just because freaking mutants such as me exist does not invalidate the stereotypes.)

        What’s scary about the Olins is that many of them ARE sincere. For a supposedly high-IQ people the Olins have terrible foresight, and absolutely zero capacity for self-reflection. It’s not a coincidence that Freud was the best who codified the concept of Projection.

        • Weina had an interesting journey from her birth in Mongolia (the daughter of a police officer there) to her arrival in the USA. She has a bio listed on the internet and I’m not going to gainsay her. Everybody who does what she’s doing needs a story to tell. She is sincere about building her hive city in the heart of the Temple of the Living Elvis. She built the English Hotel in Las Vegas and partnered with Chef Todd English with the Pepper Club (which is a very nice place to eat) until she caught him stealing from her and bought his interest out but kept the name. If you or anyone is in town and wants a nice meal, I recommend the Pepper Club. If Weina is there, you can buy her an orange juice because I don’t think that she drinks these days, if she’s there. She’s at the restaurant in the evening if she’s in town because she owns the place. She’ll tell Larry stories if you ask – maybe. She’ll definitely tell you about her vision for Mid-Town Las Vegas.

  7. Hive cities?
    Ingrained lessons from my homesteading/ranching/farmer forefathers (and foremothers) included where is the water and will the land perc? So, hive city Las Vegas, where will you get the water and where will the shit go?

  8. I went to school for a few years just north of the Robert Taylor Homes. They were erected under a grand project of providing housing to the city’s poor, close to the El for transportation, on the bus system, near the lakeshore… Utopian bliss, eh?

    When explaining to people who hadn’t been to the university before how to get there: “When you’re coming into Chicago up from the south on the Dan Ryan, you’ll see a couple miles of bad slums, then downtown Beirut in the 80’s. Then a skyscraper with the top 5 floors blacked out, and a flat spot. Exit immediately at the flat spot. If you go too far north, you’ll see the merely bad projects. KEEP GOING. Call when you get to the Loop downtown, and I’ll come get you and guide you in. Under no circumstances exit early or late.”

    This practical application of hive cities and grand utopian dreams has inoculated me against the idea in much the same way that older Ukrainians do not, in fact, have a cheerful, willing outlook on Sovie… er, Russian occupation.

    • Hive cities are urban hells, and the elites won’t live there. They will live in comfortable expansive estates with both outdoor and heated indoor pools, riding stables, tennis and racquetball courts and maybe a private lake with sailboats and powerboats for waterskiing.

    • Sounds like you went to the Illinois Institute of Technology. One of my brothers worked there in the 1970s. He was warned to stay away from south-facing windows in the high-rise as shadows behind these windows often resulted in rifle fire.

      In the late 70s I briefly worked for the Department of Agriculture and had to go to Robert Taylor, among other projects, for audits. The old-timers had interesting advice for the newbies.

      • Yeah. My parents were, ah, rather adamant that I complete my engineering degree… right up until my father came for a visit. I still remember him taking me down hard in the grass (and broken glass and cigarette butts) behind a trash can. I was very confused until he let me up after the gunfire stopped.

        With all the immortal invincibility of a 19-year-old, I tried to reassure him. “It’s okay Dad, really. I know that sounded like it came from right across the street, but that’s just the way the sound bounces off the brick and concrete. It was really about a block down and thataway. We’re nowhere near the stray rounds. It’s all cool, you get used to it. But, ah, if you could get up? We want to get moving and gone before anyone involved decides they’re coming this way.”

        I was very confused when I made The Dreaded Phone Call to inform my parents that I had lost my scholarship, and therefore was dropping out, but it was okay, I had a plan, and I was going to move to Alaska. I figured it was going to be a tossup between I Am Disappointed In You, or getting smoked. Instead, Dad was… strangely enthusiastic and supportive.

  9. I was taught that figureheads replaced real sacrifices as we became more civilised. Not sure how much truth there is in that.

    As someone who’s parents had part of one farm taken for a highway that has already been bypassed and another farm was attempted to be grabbed under Aboriginal land rights in Australia I have full sympathy for the lady who says it’s her land. First compensation offer for the highway was $0. Finally got some money but it cut the property in two. Three years and the Supreme Court twice to beat the fake tribe.

    PS first time I’ve been able to read your site in about three weeks. Kept going to spam sites.

    • Not quite so drastic, but my great grandparents bought a house in town after retiring from farming. Years later a highway project took over that property, the highway taking a strange bow shaped detour just long enough to hit their place. I’m not going to say that some wealthy individual paid off a politician to make that strange highway shape to keep his place from being taken, neither will I say it didn’t happen. A couple generations later the highway was straightened out and the property in that area reverted to the city so they could sell the land again.

  10. Yes, sailors are a ‘might’ superstitious…:-) And if you’re on Social Security, we may ‘need’ those hives as our income level is overcome by inflation… sigh


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