Partel II

When the Sept. 11 attacks occurred, the Center towers collapsed in six seconds, Miller says, not the 12 seconds it would have taken normal matter. Plus, all the concrete turned to dust. Having discovered the “mathematical interface that all steel is plastic” some years back, Miller understands perfectly what “the physics of plastic” is trying to tell him: A magnetic pulse brought down the towers.
What creates a magnetic pulse? C-4 plastic explosive. Who has C-4? The military. Who controls the military? The post office.
And there you have it. Postal authorities sneaked into the towers, replacing all chairs, tables and file cabinets with plastic furniture. Explosive plastic furniture. The steel in the building — well, that was plastic steel, and it was utterly destroyed by the C-4, which is only capable of destroying other plastic “polymers.”
“That’s what gave us certification that it was an inside job,” Miller explains.
At the moment of collapse, $12 trillion was transferred electronically from the basement of the trade center to Singapore. “The World Trade Center was a bank robbery,” Miller reveals, “very cleverly engineered.

My name is David hyphen Wynn full colon Miller,” the 53-year-old Milwaukean says, and the brows of his audience of 50 begin to furrow. This crowd of “Patriots” is used to conspiracy theories, but even at an event dominated by antigovernment ideology, Miller is tough going. “The reason I use a full colon and a hyphen in my name, the first full colon, which is full colon David, it means for the David hyphen Wynn. That’s my given name, and it’s also a noun, because it uses a prepositional phrase. … Because I use prepositional phrases, through punctuation, which is classified as hieroglyphics, which makes me a life, l-i-f-e. Now, when you don’t punctuate your name … David is an adjective, Wynn is an adjective, Miller is a pronoun. Two adjectives are a condition of modification, opinion, presumption, which modifies the pronoun, pro means no on noun. So therefore, I’m not a fact. I’m a fiction.

‘Full Colon Miller’ | Southern Poverty Law Center

This reminds me of the late Rammellzee, or better yet RAMMΣLLZΣΣ or, even better, Ram:Ell:Zee. 

I got to meet him about ten years ago in New York, just as he was coming out of a self-imposed retreat from the world. I think it had something to do with Five-Percent mysticism but I can’t remember exactly. He had his name legally changed to Rammellzee and when I saw his mailbox, I knew I was really getting to meet the original master of Ikonoklast Panzerism. He lived in a small apartment, half of which was his studio, with dozens of masks hanging from the ceiling, pieces of armor and skateboards fashioned into letters-on-wheels, a novel way to circumvent the anti-graffiti laws. He would tie the skates together, spelling whatever word he wanted, and wheel them out in the city, on the subway and so on. He had a letter, signed by some city official or other, certifying that his letterskateboards were “legal”.

We spent a couple of hours discussing his Gothic Futurism philosophy. He had his own tape recorder, so I guess our conversation exists somewhere else than in my box of half-forgotten minidiscs. 

Miller claims to have invented “correct-language” after turning Hawaii “into a verb,” an action that also crowned him King of Hawaii. He also claims—and this is how he gets play in fringe right-wing anti-tax circles—that adding specific punctuation—”full colons” and hyphens—to your name transforms you from a human into a “prepositional phrase” that can’t be taxed. Or, in his own words:

Because I use prepositional phrases, through punctuation, which is classified as hieroglyphics, which makes me a life, l-i-f-e. Now, when you don’t punctuate your name … David is an adjective, Wynn is an adjective, Miller is a pronoun. Two adjectives are a condition of modification, opinion, presumption, which modifies the pronoun, pro means no on noun. So therefore, I’m not a fact. I’m a fiction.

I was lucky enough to sit one afternoon with a friend of mine by a small circular pool, about 15 m in diameter, in a park in Ramat-Gan (a city neighboring Tel Aviv). Then a hooded crow (Corvus corone cornix) came by, landed on a lamp in the center of the pool, just above the water, with a piece of bread in its bill. It put the bread under its leg, and started to shred it to pieces, putting the crumbs in the water, then retrieving the wet crumbs and eating them. I thought that was pretty neat, and showed it to my non-biologist friend. The crow finished eating the bread and left the pool. However, based on the crow’s focus of attention, I suspected there was more in that behavior than met the eye. Luckily, my friend and I were engaged in a long conversation. About an hour and a half later, the same or another crow arrived, also with a piece of bread in its bill, to the very same lamp, doing the same thing. However, this time, while doing this, it suddenly stuck its head in the water and grabbed a fish. A small cichlid. It then took off with the fish in its bill and landed on the grass to eat it.