There’s a baffling disconnect between the world of science and mainstream society. How many folks don’t realize weather modification ‘is A thing’ as the modern parlance goes. It’s been a thing FOREVER! It’s an enormous field of research and EXPERIMENTATION with its own conferences, journals, corporations, market speculations, and the usual establishment lies and manipulations that go with that crucial institutionalized status.
From the current President of the Journal of Weather Modification, who recently celebrated their 50th Anniversary:
“Another goal of mine was to increase the membership of the international community. This issue is still a work in progress, but with the help of some of our more prominent international members, I hope the tide will turn. Weather Modification IS an international activity and is ongoing across the globe in terms of operations projects and research. My hope, is that the international weather modification community is as equally as curious about the WMA as we are about them!”
Governments around the world don’t know about this thriving global industry? The Australian government currently can’t find the technological or financial resources to cloud seed over their devastating fires? The U.S. government isn’t benefitting from any of the myriad technologies for causing floods, droughts, tornadoes, hail, or prevention of such weather chaos?
Here’s a thought! Why don’t you use all that technology to actually help people?
Let me guess, because we the people are your targets?
“In the cybernetic age, the individual becomes increasingly subject to manipulation. His work, his consumption, and his leisure are manipulated by advertising, by ideologies, by what Skinner calls “positive reinforcements.” The individuals loses his active, responsible role in the social process; he becomes completely “adjusted” and learns that any behavior, act, thought, or feeling which does not fit into the general scheme puts him at a severe disadvantage; in fact he is what he is supposed to be…What has happened in modern industrial society is that traditions, and common values, and genuine social personal ties with others have largely disappeared. The modern mass man is isolated and lonely, even though he is part of a crowd; he has no convictions which he could share with others, only slogans and ideologies he gets from the communications media.” – Erich Fromm (The Anatomy of Human Destructiveness)
Happy Holidays, y’all! The passing of this year is quite welcomed for us. It’s been our toughest year on the wee homestead by far. There were even a few times we discussed giving in and packing up.
We moved here in 2009, after Hurricane Ike, having purchased raw land in 2006, after Hurricane Katrina. It’s the new normal, I guess, that our memory is set by weather disasters. Now 2019 will be marked as the year of the manufactured storm bombs: crazy tornado and giant hail.
Judging from the amped-up geoengineering agendas, who knows what next spring will bring—floods, fires, more ‘tornados’, unprecedented lightening storms, maybe a land cyclone or two—certainly continued weather whiplash will remain on the menu.
I don’t imagine it’s possible to prepare for every potential catastrophe, but still, we’re staying put. It’s not that we’re gluttons for punishment, or like to live dangerously, or are too stubborn to see the writing on the wall. It’s not even that we’ve come too far to turn back now, having learned so many of the essential homesteading skills, having devoted so much blood, sweat and tears, not to mention $$, into this lifetime project.
Some mice traps, a coat of paint, and voila!
More paint, new appliances . . .
It’s for love. Love of the land, the nature, the work, the critters, the learning, the lifestyle, and of course, love for each other. Where else would two such misfits fit except in the woods, I wonder?
When there’s no turning back, and as we’re too young yet to sit still, but too old to start over, the best option left is to up-skill. So, that’s what we’re doing.
Handy Hubby has transformed his butchering talents from mediocre to practically professional with the help of the Scott Rea Project. It is truly impressive, especially considering what big jobs he makes work in our very small space.
I’m following his lead by upgrading my own culinary crafts to include more traditional fare, like offal, which really isn’t so awful at all! This’ll be my last bad pun in this post, I promise, even though I find them offally hilarious.
I don’t really follow recipes, but I’ve been finding guidance and inspiration from Of Goats and Greens and Weston A. Price. I recently made a rather delicious Lamb Liver Loaf and an offal salad of heart and tongue. (FYI, it does not taste like chicken.)
I’ll also be doing more foraging with the help of The Forager Chef and a bookshelf full of expertise on mushroom hunting, wild plants and herbs, traditional cooking and healing. I’m more committed than ever in holding space for, and gaining knowledge of, the ancestral arts and crafts that were missing from my childhood, and indeed for most of us for many generations in this country.
I’m not going to share any lame platitudes about silver linings and growth opportunities, because that’s slave-speak socially engineered by the faux-authorities to assure the rabble don’t complain about their lot in life. I intend to continue my fair share of complaining, and then some.
But, I will offer this cliché instead—It ain’t over ‘til the fat lady sings! And this lady’s got no plans to plump up any further, or join the choir.
“May all your storms be weathered, and all that’s good get better. Here’s to life, here’s to love, here’s to you . . .”
The Machiavellian tactic of working both sides against the middle, coupled with the old Chinese adage ‘if you want to defeat your enemy, raise their children’ are at work in lock-step today on the global stage like a well-groomed chorus line.
Hundreds of thousands of average individuals around the world, like me, like those I link every week, like Terry in Ireland, who are around the world trying to push back against these obvious agendas, like the Climate Change hoax, but these technocrats have the whole wide world in their hands.
The new normal, from Terry’s site.
Terry: “This website is intended to bring public awareness to the ongoing and decades in development global climate engineering operations which have long since rendered natural weather a thing of the distant past. Every day around the world there are dozens of companies conducting hundreds of weather modification programs and altering global weather patterns, yet the vast majority of the general public have no idea such Godlike capabilities even exist. Methods being used range from conventional cloud seeding to advanced EMF and Laser cloud creation technologies. This is the commercial side of climate engineering, there is then the clandestine side of global operations.” Climate change agenda.com
The scoundrels display themselves and their nefarious generations-long plots right out in the light of day for anyone to see, that’s how confident they are that no one will, or can, stop them now. Not just mass weather warfare, open eugenics, GMO babies, mass surveillance, mandatory vaccines (which is a precursor to sanctioned genocide), accepted fake science deployed to advance political agendas (by Jon Rappoport).
And the public thirst for lies proves unquenchable! Get them young and dumb, throw in some fake outrage at adolescence, keep them pumping on the hamster wheel of earning and spending for decades, distract them continuously with sports and entertainment and political theatre, then a couple bankruptcy-worthy illnesses and/or weather catastrophes, and voilà, fail-proof road to world domination.
Wouldn’t you know it, my alma-mater is a driving force in the technocratic delusion. That’s just embarrassing.
Is there any remedy at this late stage of sociopolitical cancer? I can’t say, but it seems if so, individual empowerment and action is where we’ve got lots of room for improvement.
“The ruling class fully understands that the only way to control people, and to finally control the world, is to stifle individual excellence by creating a society that refuses to think. This has been accomplished through planned conflict, the instilling of fear, the total control of education by the puppet state, by building dependence through public welfare, and by dominating most all positions of power in a myriad of state, corporate, and important intellectual appointments.”
As the world continues to move in lockstep with the oligarchs of control toward their Global Gulag, we here on the wee homestead move from damage control after the spring manufactured weather terror toward our next steps in resistance.
Handy Hubby has been working hard clearing the uprooted and split trees from around the house, continuing on that momentum to clear a few more as well, optimizing our lovely views. Some cool weather and rain, at last, allows for a giant bonfire, and we contentedly watch the damage go up in smoke.
Since this setback made it impossible for him to finish fencing a second pasture this year, some hastily employed electric fencing saved the day, and the critters can now save me the task of pruning, mowing and weeding.
Maybe Mama Chop knew we, and she, weren’t up for a big litter this year. Now her remaining four piglets get pampered with her undivided attention and we will all have fewer mouths to feed.
The new guard gets to expand their territory. Tori gets to expand her dominance and spread the love.
We will continue circling the wagons, with a storm shelter moving to the top of the long list, because the writing is clearly on the wall, in neon, though the vast majority continue skipping their merry way to the guillotine.