And I say to myself, what a wonderful Whirled...

There has been a veritable firestorm (so to speak) of controversy in parts of the blogosphere over the past week or so, much of it centering around a couple of blog posts from the man who calls himself "Mr. Fire." Even some of his loyal fans began questioning his sincerity and motives, bringing to mind, of course, a certain song... For a while, the critics were storming Mr. Fire's blog, finally compelling him to "clean" the area of their comments.


Some accuse him of having no compassion for those who had suffered in the San Diego fires, or, indeed, for those who suffer any other tragedy. "Easy for him to wax philosophical about tragedy and suffering," these folks scoff. "He's living the high life in a limo with a bunch of other big Secret stars." Well, I say his detractors "misunderestimate" him, as Dubya might put it. For Mr. Fire himself has sustained a tragic loss recently: his above-ground pool succumbed to a hairline crack. He came home from Canada the other day to find the pool absolutely decimated.

And did he let that stop him? Did he cry and moan about how he had been victimized by bad luck or bad circumstances? Nope. He started making plans to replace the pool, or put a carport in its place.

Not since Paris Hilton's grueling 23-day prison ordeal, from which she emerged as a deeply spiritual being, has there been such an astounding example of someone displaying incredible courage against terrible odds. Way to go, Mr. Fire; lead the JoeBots onward and upward to further enlightenment and compassion!

Y'see, as Mr. Fire so wisely notes in his post, it's not what happens to you that counts, it's how you perceive it and what you do with it. You don't have to suffer!

Matter of fact, suffering doesn't even exist, says guru-ette Byron Katie (according to a quotation Mr. Fire himself shared in his November 2 post):

“There’s no suffering in the world;
there’s only a story that would lead you to believe it.
There’s no suffering in the world that’s real.”

That should be a comfort to all of you who worry about fires and earthquakes and genocides and those other bothersome little things that the naysayers and news-whores blather on and on about.

Speaking of naysayers, read what Steve Salerno has to say about "Firegate."

Now that these matters are out of the way, I didn't want y'all to think I am just obsessed with this one issue. I have many other fish to fry (or skewer, as the case may be). It's a big Whirled out there, after all. And I am working on other investigative pieces, which I hope to have out over the next couple of weeks. I haven't forgotten, for example, that old nekkid hippie in the hot tub. Closer to home (well, for me, anyway), there are nekkid men running around in fields not too far from Houston, as well as numerous other places all over the planet. (And I bet you thought the Wild Man movement was dead!) I've also been recently informed by one of my sources that a gen-yoo-ine princess, who is hundreds of years old, has emerged from one of the sacred cities under Mount Shasta. Don't scoff; there are lots of cities inside the Earth!

And finally, I wish to remind you who may have been saddened by some of the recent acrimony in the blogosphere that there is still much to be joyful about. Our Whirled is full of so many creative souls, including our resident Bad Poet, who recently penned a work about one of my favorite subjects: me.

He and I seem to have a deep spiritual connection. As he recently wrote to me:

Obviously we are deeply quantumly entangled on the inner buddhic archetypal etheric frequency er ...thingy and er... it's a living demonstration of er...the acceleration of the synchronistic awakening occuring in the closing stages of our current yuga as we approach the influx of er... enlightening energy from the photon belt field harmonising and activating our DNA/RNA at the zero point superstring antimatter etheric template level resonating with the planetary energy matrix ray of the solar logos for the imminent vibrational and cultural convergence in 2012.

I couldn't have put it better myself.

And I don't even know who my poet is. So important is He that He is even keeping his identity secret from Himself. But I do know He is a member of the Hierarchy, on a mission to help us Earthlings in our Ascension. And I feel honored to be able to share some of His work with you.

May all of y'all have a blessed weekend.