When Ads Are Awesome

My grandfather, wise man that he was, used to turn down the television at commercials.  I used to love watching the commercials and would plead with him to turn it back up on my favorite ones, like Fruit Loops and Frosted Flakes.  He never did, and would laugh at me and shake his head, surely foreseeing the inevitable decline in culture with the rise of marketing to children.  Or, maybe he just understood how this business really worked, being he was a salesman.

We watch very little TV these days, occasionally the evening propaganda, so we know what the controllers want us to think.  Of course, we always turn it down at the commercials.

Now though, I’m thrilled to see there are ads I’m loving again!  This series cracks me up completely, who doesn’t love satire?!

The governments, it seems, don’t like it one bit.  Which means I love it even more!

 

July 4th: Happy Delusions Day

In respect for this year’s 4th of July, I’d like to take a step down from my high snark horse to write something very sincerely from the bottom of my heart.

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I still think this country is pretty awesome.

I know I bitch regularly about the endless warring, the corruption, the growing police state, the careless and brutal manipulation of the environment, our excessive tolerance of evil and our ever-increasing apathy, etc., etc.

But, the honest to heavens truth is, I bitch because I care.

We moved out here to try a rural lifestyle and to become more self-sufficient because we care.

To see the continual lowering of the bar since our ancestors carved their paths through this country is painful.  To watch it yet do nothing is more painful still.

I often wonder who I’d be and what I’d be doing now if I were born in another time or place.  Say, had I been born to a sex worker on the streets of New Delhi.  Or, as the son of a warmonger like Poppy Bush.  Or, even as sole heir to an aristocratic clan with an honorably-earned fortune, if there is such a thing.

I like to imagine that no matter where or when I’d have incarnated here on Earth, I would still find living in a fantasy-based reality a personal affront to all that is of authentic value in this world.

This gives me a marvelous sense of purpose.  Like most of us, I was taught from my most tender age we live in the ‘land of the free and home of the brave.’  I was taught we have a Constitution, which was a foundational document written in a spirit of equality and justice by men of high moral principles and great learning.  I was led to believe we are not an Empire aiming to control the people and resources of the entire world, and that those days of colonization are long over.

It was several decades later that I learned, in fact, the Constitution must be something of a con, because it’s not working.  None of the things I was taught about the aims of this country are actually true, it seems.

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As sad as that sounds, having a life’s purpose is a good thing.  I have a job to do.  I see my job as simple and straightforward as can be, and directly aligned with this nation’s authentic Independence—we’ve either got to take these lies and make them true, or we need to expose them.  Either our founding fathers had some fantastically good ideas, or something’s rotting in Denmark, or something sinister this way comes, or we know them by their fruits—or, whatever—the truth remains that this fantasy-based reality is not serving U.S.

To all those repentant veterans and whistleblowers, this entire week I give y’all repetitive deep bows and innumerable shouts of praise and thanks.

A 4th of July message from Ron’s Reconnaissance, color me impressed.

“Of course, war and the large military establishments are the greatest sources of violence in the world.  Whether their purpose is defensive or offensive, these vast powerful organizations exist solely to kill human beings.  We should think carefully about the reality of war.  Most of us have been conditioned to regard military combat as exciting and glamorous, an opportunity for men to prove their competence and courage.  Since armies are legal, we feel that war is acceptable, in general, nobody feels that war is criminal or that accepting it is a criminal attitude.  If fact, we have been brainwashed.  War is neither glamorous nor attractive.  It is monstrous.  Its very nature is one of tragedy and suffering.”  Tenzen Gyatsu

I also celebrate with whoops and waving arms (in the quiet and comfort of my mind) the young creators on the righteous path.

I still have high hopes.  Maybe that’s the best we’ve got of an American way?

 

Gates Solves Pooh (again)

I just love the high tech solutions and big global money that pours into problems once solved long ago before the oligarchs in control of the tape worm economy started sucking the world dry.

Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation spends $200 million on toilet technology!

No, the problem is surely not that mass overpopulation in highly condensed areas is an obvious crisis for millennia, collapsing cultures repeatedly, because technology always has the next great solution.  Really!

As this fascinating documentary on the history of the toilet demonstrates, the rural folk of Wales have had the best toilet all along.  The composting toilet, no smell, no flies, then used to fertilize the garden.  But Gates call their chemical plans for the perfect toilet ‘sustainable’ and ‘green’, of course.  Because ‘green’ actually means $$$, for them!

Though you’ve got to leave it to the Japanese to take delicate matters to a whole new level.

This is well worth a watch, for those interested in crap that really matters.

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Cob house, waterless composting toilet

America’s Next Top President

Oh goodie, the race is on again, I could hardly wait!  It’s so thrilling, isn’t it, choosing the next puppet who will lead us into endless wars?!  I’ll tell y’all, I just can’t get enough of it.  Every time it happens, I’m just amazed, and I LOVE to be amazed!

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Every one who knows me knows I just love to be amazed.  My exceptionally large fan base knows especially how much I adore one progressive candidate in particular, Marianne Williamson.

I met her, you know!  So COOL!  We had hotel rooms right next to each other for 3 whole nights, we’re like practically Besties!  I know I impressed her totally, because she spent at least five minutes telling me what I should do and who I should be.  It was so amazing!

Oprah loves her too, btw, so, she’s a shoe-in for sure!  I’m not sure if she was in the debate though, I can’t watch those events, it’s just too much excitement for me!  I’m breathless in minutes.  And you know, she’s a spiritual teacher approved of by the Club of Rome, so we all need to learn from her great gifts.  Like, yesterday, already!

Or, maybe. . . I don’t know, I could easily choose one from the other side too I find amazing in equal awesome ways.

But, it’s tough, there’s just soo much LOVE to go around, for ALL of them! Equally!

This lame attempt at satire inspired by a truly funny lady I hope you’ll check out pronto. 🙂

Here she is funny.

And here she is smart.  Now that’s talent, America!

 

 

Hazing is Gaslighting

This comes from my personal experience pledging the sororities at SMSU, Springfield, MO circa 1986.

Part of our plebe requirements after pledging was to memorize the names and birthplaces of all those sisters above us and to recite them, along with details of their preferences, and whatever else they felt should be important to us, for the privilege of belonging to their group consensus. Shortly after winning my entrance, I lost interest completely.

I didn’t last long once ‘Activated’ in Alpha Sigma Alpha, not surprising.  I was sucked in nonetheless for another year in these ritual phases until I refused to perpetuate these abuses onto the new coming plebs, and ultimately perhaps just to record them in my own small way now in the later years of my life.

My ‘big sister’ aka ‘sponsor’ had died in a drunk driving accident during my apprenticeship .  It was this tragedy that gave me mercy among the rest of the disapproving sisterhood.   You see, I’d given the horrid affront of not assuming appropriate position in appropriate hour with appropriate humility, and therefore, I must suffer.  I was grilled like a pale shrimp on the Barbie (bad pun intended).

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It was the candle vigil, dressed in white, yes, it’s really like that, just like you see in the movies.  And I was grilled.  It was ‘fair’ for some, not for others, who stood up for me, and won.  I was relieved.  That’s how Stockholm Syndrome works.  I lived in ‘the house’ as a pleb, and that’s how it works.  Good cops/bad cops.

There is no time-space.  These memories come to me as current, right now, right here.  This is not a blessing. Since the last weather disaster this spring, these memories just come, beyond my reasoning or control.

Just maybe, it’s some sort of karma.  And I’m not afraid anymore.  And I pity those who are still afraid, sometimes very sincerely, sometimes with a sense of sorry superiority that haunts me in the middle of the night.

I do know better now.  I am not that naive girl anymore.  I’ve made choices and braved chasms beyond these putrid machinations.  I’m not proud for that,  I did it mostly of necessity.  But I know, because of it, we will reside in different worlds, and will remain so, for the rest of our short lives.

You needed me to conform.  I get that.  I don’t shame you for it.
But, still, I do resent you for it. Though I’m very sure you couldn’t give a rat’s arse either way.

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Phoney Baloney

Is there a point when Americans will say, “Enough is enough!”?

We’ve long led the world in all things fake, but surely, there is a limit, right?

Fake cheese was already an affront to me as a teenager, as soon as I came back from my first trip to France.  I surely sounded snobby in my refusals to any longer group Velveeta and American cheese slices in the same category as real cheese.  I’d already drawn my line in the sand back then, but fake foods of all kinds are now more than ever the mainstay of American cuisine.

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Me, a cheese-maker? Didn’t see that comin’!

Fake boobs are still on the increase; fake facial features now the norm;  now we even have fake genders.

And as if that weren’t enough to be the last straw, folks have accepted fake weather.

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These days are dire indeed.  While I’m not particularly hopeful things will improve any time soon, I’m not particularly pessimistic either.  As odd as this will probably sound to most, it’s by paying attention to the doom-and-gloomers that I find strength.

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These are the folks who see through the spin. These are the folks who care enough to take a stand, who educate themselves and then courageously and relentlessly find any other way they possibly can to educate others.  

These are my virtual mentors.

It’s the hordes of rose-colored glasses folks that make me want to scream and rant and throw verbal daggers.  It’s these ninnies whose ignorance and apathy inspire such ‘hate speech’ to which they whine and want to make laws to protect themselves further from anyone pricking the bubble of their own delusions!

Sometimes I have to dive very deep into my wellspring of empathy to remember that many folks are dealing with major drama and disease in their lives and for us all we have every aspect of our culture stacked against what is our actual reality.  Many, a great many, Americans live more in a virtual reality than in a real one.  We are now several generations raised primarily by screens, starting with the TV.

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The world of nature is no longer the norm, and this is what most scares me.  I have a very difficult time relating to those who, at still this very late stage, are not able to sense any danger in our position as humans at all and are perfectly willing to lay their very lives, and all of ours along with them, directly into the hands of a complete technological takeover of society.

https://www.technocracy.news/amazon-cloud-will-host-dhs-biometric-data-on-hundreds-of-millions/

I have to be honest, as unsavory as this is, but these folks feel like a liability to me now.

https://www.technocracy.news/opportunity-zones-technocrat-deception-to-plunder-america/

War for Fun & Profit

 Here we go again with the latest of the usual lame arsenals of propaganda and false flags and nonsense narratives to get Americans to support the brutal murder of individuals because we have ‘interests’ in their countries.

I find myself seriously considering the fact that these warmongers are not all that clever, since they keep playing the same cards again and again.  Of course, if the public never calls the bluff, why stop?

“Do you want to know the truth about what’s going on with Iran? The real truth? The real truth is that there’s an ever-growing, globe-spanning, oligarch-run power alliance with the United States at its center, an alliance which functions as a single empire and works relentlessly to bully other nations into either joining it or collapsing. Iran is by far the strongest nation in the region that has refused to allow itself to be absorbed into the blob, so its government has found itself in the imperial crosshairs  being commanded to either submit or be toppled. That’s all that’s going on here. Everything else is camera-friendly window dressing.”

https://caitlinjohnstone.com/2019/06/18/report-us-planning-massive-airstrike-on-an-iranian-facility/

Just for the record, one more time, because I feel the need to repeat this a couple times a year because of the clear memory hole issues, I served in the Peace Corps because I’m antiwar.  I was then, I am still now. 

Just because now the Peace Corps can hardly be called antiwar and has a Globalist agenda same as they all do in Washington, I did not know that then.  I was young and terribly gullible.  I wonder what’s the excuse of the remaining nitwits still lapping it up in that and so many other of our institutions?  I think there’s a strict shelf-life on naïveté, after which it’s called willful ignorance, and whisked into the camp of the patently guilty.  

I have an idea why the public continues to support such blatant tyranny, and it’s because we don’t collectively face the tyrants in our own homes, so they then go out en masse to try to rule the entire world as if it’s their own private sandbox.

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I didn’t change camps and I never will.  Wherever the Left, Right, Center blockheads continue to sway to justify their greed and thieving, I remain firmly in the ‘antiwar party’ wherever it is. 

While my heroes in this camp are few and far between these days, they’re still out there.  Maybe their numbers are even growing?  Who would know, since censorship is kicking so very hard against our kind.

“We offer here the testimonies of serious opponents of our government’s foreign policy as a rebuke to the limited and narrow debate that takes place among Washington’s elites, think tanks, and (with few exceptions) our servile and incurious mass media.” We Who Dared to Say No to War: American Antiwar Writing from 1812 to Now edited by Murray Polner & Thomas E. Woods, Jr. (2008)

”War is Washington’s big business.  The military-industrial complex has never been more profitable.  Last year, 15,300 earmarks for defense spending went to projects carefully designed to gain adherents in every state.  The F-22 fighter plane, for instance, has 1,000 subcontractors in 43 states.  Electronic chips and secret superweapons are so complicated that profits can be hidden all along the production line well beyond the scrutiny of outsiders.  Even newly planned missiles for Poland to ‘defend Europe’ from Iran may be less about a grand strategic design than simply about selling more arms.  Russia’s resultant concerns and European dismay are considered inconsequential.”

These wars are land and resource grabs made on the backs of tortured souls.  I am ashamed to find myself even in the company of such folks who find this remotely acceptable in any so-called advanced civilization.

So I spend a lot of time alone these days.  So be it.

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What difference does it make to the dead, the orphans and the homeless, whether the mad destruction is wrought under the name of totalitarianism or the holy name of liberty and democracy?” Mohandas Gandhi