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About me and my site
My name is Ian Gregson, I live in Wellington New Zealand, and these are some things that for one reason or another I thought worth posting on the net. I eat meat regularly and am not a communist, a pornstar, a rubber fetishist, or an American.
I stand behind everything on this site 100%, but it doesn't pay the bills, and so as not to offend actual paying customers, I've often kept my more controversial opinions to myself on my other websites and only said what I really think on this one. Hopefully not too many people will hate me because I said bollocks...
My aim with most of this site is to present some complex issues in a way that is easier to understand than some of the sources of some of my information were. It's also a place were I tend not to hold back to avoid offending people. If anything on this site offends you, it's probably because you are a misinformed cretin...
Ian Gregson
Photo by Bongwater
Robert Anton Wilson once said: "My goal is to try to get people into a state of generalised agnosticism, not about God alone but agnosticism about everything" - and I think maybe that's a goal I aspire to as well.
I realise that many of things on this site are viewpoints that would cause the indoctrinated citizen some stress if they seriously entertained the idea that they were in any way true. And focusing on what we don't want does tend to make those things come about. So be chill.
Rather than getting worked up, my hope is that someone somewhere will go away and check my arguments and/or assertions for themselves - and who knows what might happen.
A bit of history of www.sift.co.nz
Around 2002 I set this site up to post some pages about the 911 con job - at the time most people went for the official story hook line and sinker, and I got some interesting legal threats from American lawyers. I didn't use my real name and didn't respond to legal emails. Eventually around 2006 I took most of the 911 stuff off the site - not because any of it was wrong, but because the pile of evidence was so huge by then I didn't have time to write a decent summary of it, and I couldn't be arsed discussing it. If anyone didn't grasp that 911 was a false flag operation within five years, I'm just not patient enough to cope with them.
Although this site has very few visitors now, back around 2005 it was getting pretty good traffic. Hidden in the code were thousands of misspelt words, such as 600 misspellings of Briteny Speers. It worked like a charm until one day g00gle blacklisted my entire domain. Overnight my real online business suddenly got very hard to find and I was a bit upset. These days I realise that gooble censor and control internet traffic and just accept that. This site has dropped from thousands of hits a day to tens - but maybe I'm just too paranoid, and it's really because my site sucks...
Copyright - Yeah right!
This is the internet - do what you like with it. I'm a firm believer in the motto "information wants to be free" Once something is posted on the net it's like tossing a bottle in the sea - who knows where it will end up...
So feel free to recycle anything on this site - some of it may even be original and a credit to www.sift.co.nz would be much appreciated. Wherever possible I have left in credits for the sources of the material I have ripped off, and that to me is all cool - I realise not everyone agrees with that, but as I am often trying to show on this website, there are usually two sides to most arguments. (And the other side is generally wrong)
A lot of people will avoid reading about this stuff like their sanity depends on it. And for many people it does, so in those cases it's probably better that they avoid reading this site all together.
I really admire anyone who can take this stuff on board, but not freak out about it, and who can see the big picture, and undaunted, go on to make a difference in their own way!
Here are some people doing just that right here: Concious Media Network
Photos/Cameras
Many of the photos in my galleries were taken with my old 2002 Canon Ixus 330 (1.9 megapixel) digicam. It fitted in my pocket and was built like a small metal brick. I just wanted to mention that, because too much talk of overkill camera gear gives me the droop. On this site the pics are mostly resized 600x450, but if you would like a full size copy just ask me nice and send some nekid pichers ov yerself in exchange.
I have to admit that after five years and over 10 000 photos taken with the Ixus 330, I did get something more bling - a Canon Ixus 960 Titanium, which I have been using for the past four years and still love - it's much faster, has huge ability to zoom, and takes unbelievably crisp photos. 12 Megapixel is great for zooming and cropping later. (Now I'm sounding like a camera nerd myself...)
My take on photography is that the camera makes stuff all difference, what matters is always having one in my pocket ready for action, and to be able to use it rapidly without having to look at it. Taking shit loads of photos also helps to get some good ones. Each picture is raw material for the almost unlimited enhancements available in Photoshop. (Photoshop 7 is my favorite version, because while the CS versions are more advanced, personally I find PS 7 a lot easier to use)
Most of the other artwork is my doing as well, and includes paintings, drawings, and photoshopped graphics - and if you rip any of it off I will track it down using embedded watermarks and sue you for $500,000 per item... yeah right.
Arse
It just wouldn't be the same without some arse now would it? Wear your arse with pride, and remember that every time you replace the word ass on the internet with the word arse, an American somewhere gets confused and forgets to shoot someone. This is how the world changes.
Arguing is retarded
Sometimes people email me to say that they don't believe a word I say, so I must be a moron, or that they would like to have an argument - I usually just send them back this pic:
"One man's floor is another man's ceiling" - The Beastie Boys
“No matter how paranoid you are, what they’re actually doing is worse than you can possibly imagine!” . . . Ralph Gleason
