We are, as the French express so politely, of a certain age (long in the tooth).We’re not types who try to disguise this fact in the myriad ways of modern times: no hair coloring or liposuction or botox, teeth whiteners or hair plugs or, heaven forbid, habitual pharmaceuticals of any variety.
We embrace the gray and the pudge. We don’t pine for our teenage libidos. We look forward to retirement watching the birds from our rocking chairs instead our hammocks, someday.
Maybe sooner than expected from the look of things currently.
So, it really, really pisses me off when the younger generations are portrayed constantly by the media as mind-numbed degenerates who do nothing but whine, complain, and join offensive, useless, co-opted, propaganda-driven movements like _________ (just fill in the blank, because there are too many that come to mind).
In fact, there are lots of really smart, creative, diligent, discerning, conscientious (my personal favorite quality) young voices out there who hardly get the time of day because they’re drowned out by bots, kittens, blatant censorship and wanna-be cast members of the (documentary) comedy Idiocracy.
It makes those of us of a certain age (vine-ripened) very reluctant to have any level of basic confidence that we might find that needle in the haystack that we might ever consider to pass the baton along at all, rather than take it with us to the grave lest it be used again and again to empower the escalating shit-show we call civilization.
And then, some other wise (time-enhanced) man passes along a ray of hope.This is just one of them, but how will their rays shine brighter and for more of us if we don’t share them?
Jeffersonian Girl, bravo! (I have no idea who this woman is, I can’t find her name, she looks much younger than her stated age on her channel (imo) and maybe she’s an actress, but still, her script is spot-on if you ask me!).
It’s invading even my preferred forums.“We’re polite here,” says the moderator, who boasts constantly about his ‘free-speech’ platform.I’m reminded of my grandmother, bless her heart, “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.”
If I can’t say it, can I show it? Maybe with a photo or a painting or a poem?
Really? Are we not adults? Must every passionate reproach come with milk and cookies lest you soil yourself with fear? Must your poetic weakness control even my righteous indignation? Have you ever wondered why you’re so afraid, as you pretend you’re surrounded by love?
Shame, guilt, coercion, all erode free speech just as much as shadow banning.As do the ubiquitous ‘community guidelines’ and the silencing, the ostracizing and ‘casting out’ of uncomfortable or critical viewpoints. Funny thing is, the very ones who complain about this the most, then seem to pile it on at the very same time!
“The iron hand that crushed the tyrant’s head became the tyrant in its stead.” William Blake
Perhaps he’d be inclined today to add something like: “The velvet glove that chokes the angry voice hides a martyr in her garter.”
Like laws, these ‘guidelines’ are selective, what makes one guilty in one situation is not universally applied to another’s whose infraction yielded results beneficial, albeit perhaps even criminal, to the Alpha myth-maker’s agenda.
It all comes complete with fake feel-good language and unspoken devotion to conformity to tribe norms.Enforcing conformity through indirect aggression, as demonstrated throughPhyllis Chesler’s controversial book “Woman’s Inhumanity to Woman” or the ultra-feminization of culture, as explored through Michael Tsarion’s work on the malignant feminine we can see exactly how the Globalists and their ilk continue to successfully cast their sticky net today.
What’s unspoken, and unallowable, are questioning the underlying assumptions. “Sustainable to what/whom, exactly?”
“Efficient and effective by what standards?”
They are so seduced by the image of virtue they’ve lost touch with what virtue actually is. It’s not pretending evil does not exist. It’s not turning a blind eye. It’s not transforming dissociation into a gift. And it’s certainly not handing over all sovereignty to supposed ‘experts’ and ‘authorities’— the scourge of our modern-day adultism.
If I pretend it’s love, it is love.If I pretend it’s justice, it is justice.If I slap a happy slogan on it, paint a rainbow over it, it’s fixed.
“They are the counter-revolution that has been building in this country for over a hundred years. It is being managed from elite platforms, and its goal is the destruction of every shred of the original ideas on which this country was founded. Destruction in fact, in thought, in action, and in memory. Wipe out the memory of…Individual freedom…And what freedom implies. Wipe out self. Replace it with an all-embracing societal machine dedicated to love.”
Set the next generation up for total compliance, blind obedience to authority, and we’ll call that love and care.
Love, as in complete lack of discernment, devoid of honesty or truth, beyond accountability, and we’ll call this perfect love, ultimate love, unconditional love. Before you know it, the abused will apply this to the tyrannical state as they did to the tyrannical family.
Except, that it has lots of undisclosed conditions.Like, the tyranny of niceness and conformity.If you make her uncomfortable, the rules change. If you require accountability, the goal post shifts.
If you point out her highly conditional love, you see swiftly and clearly the real elephant in the room.
“After ten years in the field, I have had many prosecutors tell me that they prefer to not have women on their juries because women will not identify with the woman survivor, as a psychological means of reassuring themselves that nothing so horrendous could ever happen to them.Women either believe that the raped woman did something wrong that “allowed” the rape to happen—or that what happened was not rape.Either way, they themselves remain out of the Possible Victim category in their minds.”
I double-dog dare you! I challenge y’all to prove me wrong.
Go to any adult woman that you know and start a conversation about one thing you know is wrong with the world, and watch closely.
Sell your female friends crap they don’t need at your Pampered Chef Party and that’s considered fun, share actual evidence and data that the weather is being used as a weapon and that’s faux pas. Most likely the things that actually matter in life don’t matter to her at all.
But you might get lucky.
You could pick anything—the forever wars, censorship, politics, poverty, education, health care, child rearing, vaccines.
You could even pick a ‘Leftist’ favorite of the social justice warriors, like the faux climate change ‘debate’, feminism, racism, animal rights, gun control, abortion, veganism, anything at all.
Bring up the subject and if one of the following does NOT occur, you win the challenge!
She immediately deflects, minimizes and/or changes the subject to something pleasant and/or harmless.
She gingerly addresses your concerns for less than one minute in an uncritical way before changing the subject to something pleasant and/or harmless.
She discusses the topic until you disagree with something she says, when she then either changes the subject abruptly or gets hostile. If the latter, time how long it takes her before she insults you or rolls her eyes (passive-aggressive insult).
IF you manage to debate the topic with or without insults for 5 minutes, ask her in what way she might take PERSONAL responsibility in order to solve said issue.
If you find such a woman who is willing to take personal responsibility, that is, not just complain and wave a placard and yell for someone else to ‘fix it’ but to look at her own life and her own self, and actually ‘be the change’ she wants to see, hold that woman up on a pedestal and congratulate yourself for having the good sense to have befriended such a rare treasure.
Our old paradigms of consciousness are shifting. More and more we have the courageous scientists stepping out of their consensus trance, and one of the biggest is certainly Nassim Haramein. I heard him first many years ago, and while he’s still way over my head, this interview helps to break down his theory to the lay audience.
While I can’t say how or why or if crystals work, or planets are hollow, or if the Fractal Systems Theory is the new Big Bang, I can agree on one fundamental aspect of the nature of the universe and of consciousness, and that is what the spiritualists once called ‘ether’ exists. We are ‘informing’ the universe and it us in return at every nano-second. I know this by studying nature, as did many of Haramein’s predecessors, like Viktor Shauburger and Nikola Tesla and Albert Einstein. You don’t have to be an actual renowned physicist, or a 19th century clairvoyant, you only have to start to recognize and appreciate the patterns of nature all around us. There is an organizing principle, a higher law, and to bring this all back down to earth, this is why censorship is a crime.
We absolutely need more powerful individuals like this Google insider gone whistleblower to clean out these violations of natural law.
The voice and will of the people is what creates our reality, at every layer.
Passion is not chaos. Drama is not intimacy. Love is not Care.
I am not you. You are not we.
If you insist my blood, sweat and tears be used to line your pockets, then I will instead choose to fertilize the roses with them.
If you insist I choose your laws over my own well-being then I will break those laws by every means, hook or crook.
If you insist I donate my organs to serve your nefarious aims, then those organs will come to you riddled with the poisons I willfully ingest, that I gorge on simply for the pleasure of poisoning your agenda deeper in return.
If you insist I offer my thoughts to you, measured, tempered, on your silver platter, twisted in pretty plaits and coated in marzipan, thine will be done, my Lord and Master, but their bitter core you will still ingest.
So still we dance that macabre dance, mon seigneur.