If you don’t have time to listen to the video, and prefer to do your own research, fantastic, she links all the information she’s speaking about in the description box—the patents for weather control, various other documentation and clips of the damages.
Finally! This courageous wizard of a man has found a way to get the information about geoengineering/weather modification to flow upstream and downstream with his mountains of material soon to be complied into one enormous website from three separate ones of over a decade of research. He’s one seriously impressive dude!
It all starts with awareness. I hope y’all will check him out, and spread his wealth far and wide.
Or, if you don’t have 30 minutes to spare and share, how ‘bout a song? Do you really want technology controlling our weather?
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?
According to the Journal of Environmental Management
“Science communication is needed to inform risk perception and action of stakeholders”
And are we not all STAKEHOLDERS when it comes to our environment?
Jon Storrs Hall: Meet one of the many crazy technocrats who LOVE the power of weather as a weapon. And there’s a mass of minions who can’t wait to support them all.
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.
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 . . .”
A deep bow of gratitude to my essential go-to women who report not what we want to hear, but what we need to hear.
And, a sad song dedicated to them, and us all.
Winter is supposed to be a time of depth, reflection, healing, gratitude, reverence, and patient preparation for spring. Instead, most modern lives have turned it into everything but that.
The Season of Giving was never meant to mean The Season of Buying.
Just the facts.
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.
“Michael Crow is a consummate Technocrat who has created a new kind of educational experience at ASU, one that is measured by its social impact rather than traditional statistics like awards or intellectual rigor.”
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.
The hardest losses to deal with are those that have no lesson attached. A lesson helps keep the focus on aspects of a tragic situation that might be overcome in future. It gives us a sense of control over what seems otherwise out of our control.
We’ve not had such fortune on the homestead this year, and to make matters worse, I know we have a lot of company around the world.
The tornado and hail and drought and continued weather whiplash were/are out of our control. Now, to pile on more setbacks and losses out of our control our young ram has to be put down just two days after being introduced to his harem, due to a fatal injury we’ve no idea how occurred.
Not only have we lost this perfectly healthy and handsome fellow, but now we’ll have no spring lambs either.
And the hits continue. We woke to find Mama Chop squashed seven of her just born piglets during the night. She’s had two previous litters without issue and we’ve no real inkling why this time would be any different. Could she have been confused by the sharp temperature drop? Could it be she finds it as irritating and uncomfortable as I do?
We have neighbors whose cows couldn’t get pregnant this year after two tries and then lost a perfectly healthy milking goat in her prime from a sudden tumor.
But, as sad as all this is, there are farmers and families, rural and urban, all over this country, all over this world, losing their livelihoods, their properties, their homes, even their lives to what equates to weather terrorism and mass land and power grabs. Blizzards, floods, fires and finger pointing in every other direction but where it belongs.
These are the casualties of the escalating undeclared war that’s being ignored or minimized by the masses hypnotized by the bread and circus and chorus of lies coming from the mainstream media.
Instead of standing up and speaking out against the fascist takeover by this corporatocracy posing as our government and media, folks are lining up to handover all their health records to them!
I can’t even fathom the level of insanity of the masses of folks who consider this to be a good idea.
Supposedly one of the stages of grief is acceptance. Apparently in this asylum we must accept what we cannot change. And what we cannot change is everything.
It’s the crazy ones, like me, who refuse to accept.
Sorry, but I have no good news for y’all this time. No silver lining, inspirational quote, spoonful of sugar, meaningful song.