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ED NOTE: - It is with great pleasure that we here at Old Glory Radio are able to provide web space for a new Economic Development group in the community….. and to report to the residents of Humboldt County another view of one of your citizens constantly under attack by leftist media organizations here such as The North Coast Journal and the Humboldt Herald. While visionaies such as Rob Arkley are mocked by those under a smokey cloud of their own making, is is nice to know that there are others who support development in the community……Tom

GOTHS FOR ARKLEY

Lord Pom

Hello, I don’t like to talk to people. This is all I have, it contains a part of me.

To understand me all you need do is put the back of your hand to your forehead, I live through you. Can you not begin to feel my dark sensuality and sweeping sadness? I am so sad that  Arkley will develop the Marina Center so I will  support him as will the others in my group.

I will be crushed if he does not win his fight,  the others in the town do not possess the true spirit, they are imposters, feigning obeisance at the throne of the mystical and ancient ways of the Black Sages. As such they are unworthy.

We are forming this Goth Arkley Support Band to help Rob Arkley continue the sadness. His actions facilitate our morbid fascination and the beauty of enduring pain. Many people lead unhappy lives and that is sad. Arkley and his Marina Center will continue the sadness. He knows that gentle people are excellent for spanking. His expansion policy is the best, he spanks the world and the unseen one knows it deserves it, so beautifully dirty, grimy and perverse.

We are witnesses to the horrific, the media interprets this as meaning we are the perpetrators. This is not true. We are in love with religious imagery, because of its power, darkness, and intangibility.

For us Rob Arkley is a religious object, to be placed on a pedestal. We want this page to be a reliquary to the re-zoning of the Balloon Track

We are serious and want to help him and keep him developing. It amuses us on many levels to do so. Please help us maintain this simple web page so we might communicate with other bands.

A white rose will be dipped in blood in your name this night, for all who respond.

Goth Talk: With Lady Elianor

To start all of this, I would like to state I do not know my purpose in writing this, and I will not know until I am finished. I do not know if anyone but me will understand, or comprehend what I am trying to say in this, and I do not know if anyone cares either. It matters not though, I am writing this for myself, to try to see if you can help me understand why I am depressed, why I am not happy like everyone else, and why I can’t take life for granted. The next few paragraphs should explain to you, in detail, my feelings, my views, and hopefully the truth on what is wrong with great ol’  Humboldt County.

Now from what I have heard, and this may not be true, but I have heard it nonetheless:

Harborite-Americans are not as happy now as they were forty years ago. Now you yourself may say you’re happy, but let’s look at you, let us look at yourself and see if you cannot find holes in your happiness. Many people are out for money, that is all they are out for. People work at a job not because they enjoy it, but because they want money. A lot of  Humboldt, a very large majority I have found, believes they can find happiness in money. Honestly, I believe they are wrong. How can money be happiness when you are alone? But then maybe you argue that with money you would not be alone. If people like you simply because of your money, you are more alone than I am. I walk down the face of this Earth, alone. I am holding no ones hand, and no one is behind me saying keep on going, or keep on moving. When I stumble, when I trip, no one helps me up. I have to get up myself. That is being alone. Having company that stays with you because you have money, that is a whole world worse, because then you’re just lying to yourself.

Happiness, it’s a wonderful thing, many say they have found it, and wear a happy face, and many are lying to themselves. Some people, yes, there are those out there, are happy. Truly happy. When you leave your house to go work at your job for hours each day, are you happy? Do you look forward to slaving over papers at a desk? When you come home to find whatever you have at your house there, are you happy? Or does each and every day seem worse than the last one? Does each and every day seem to just eat another part of you alive? Because many, all too many people feel the latter. If people could stop seeing life as a chance to make money and be someone important to everyone. It’s not about that. Life is about people. If everyone could just find someone else, we wouldn’t have famine, we wouldn’t have sickness, we wouldn’t have poverty. We wouldn’t have conflicts over land, we wouldn’t kill each other for a dollar. I doubt I will ever see the day that humanity realizes this, and I doubt I will ever find someone to hold me. But if eventually we could evolve to such a level, we would truly be better than apes, as we claim to be.

Please, each and everyone of you, think about this. Think about life. Think about happiness. Think about development, and think about tearing the earth. Then, after you have, Ask yourself, do you want to be happy, or would you rather be rich? And then ask, which is really worth more?

Arkley Convergence  01.23.09

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Among our band there are two conflicting memories of the first Arkley Convergence. One is of  nearly unprecedented controversy; presaging doom, corruption, incompetence, and all manner of nebulous outrages related to an expected travesty of an event. The other image is of a real-life,  event attended by 8-plus  pro Economic Developmentgoths who, by almost all accounts, enjoyed themselves immensely and compared C1 with previous Convergences in a positive light.  The story of Convergence Arkley 1 is  inverted in the most stark terms, as you shall soon read. Appearances deceive.

To set the mood, Mistress Lucada played  music from Cadle of Filth, Angelwhore and Llacuna Coil..  The windows were then suitably duct-taped and otherwise lightproofed; the only light allowed near us was the glare reflecting from Elianor’s red  lipstick.  We were satisfied  that the  facility was properly set for dominating the minds of innocents and forcing them to accept the Marina Center.

We began with a short reading from Poe and discussed  the true horrors of life under Rob Arkley. It was agreed that there is no hope, only pain and sadness and that he would continue to provide us with the same.  Lord Pom led us to taketime to deal with our  personal  immense displeasure of living.

Refreshment break:  - Snacks were generously provided by the kind macrobiotic staff of the Arcata New Earth Kitchen Fertile Foods store, here in Arcata Ca.,  and consisted of Evian water and fresh strawberries in kefir, thanks for the support!

We decided to collect money for Rob Arkley and raised $6.00 between us. It was decided the best way to spend it would be to take the bus  to the Bayshore  mall and seek out others that we could convince to support the Marina Center…….. and our  sadness.

We were able to bring back ‘boye with no name’ We found him standing outside of the food court and he was wet from the rain. He looked beautiful with his black hair sticking to his neck and his make up running down his soft face. We told him he should stay wet and we would let him join our social circle. He was sad and welcomed the company to share his sadness with and agreed to support continued development of the Harbor with us. Already our working for Arkley is of benefit to our band. Through him, we are growing.

We decided to end the meeting as several needed to return to their dwelling places and agreed to meet again next month for he who builds.

Rob Arkley

End of first meeting The Humboldt Co. Goths for Arkley Band meets the 2nd Friday of the month at 7:00pm in front of Borders Bookstore.