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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.

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.

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?

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).

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.

AI & the G-Mafia

Deconstructing the law of large numbers and the wisdom of the crowd, our new and forever hero. I am he. You are me. We’re all one big happy family.

At the mercy of a God, as we have always been. Only it’s a new God.

Similar to the old one, don’t worry. Same, same, but different.

You see, because AI can do it better than me, better than you, and that’s good. Feel comforted. AI will take care of you, of your pets, of your globe or plane or island, wherever you want to live, all One in the G-machine.

Queen calling, another ancient skill to soon go hi-tech?
Beekeeping Today Podcast

“Dr. Jerry Bromenshenk and Dr. David Firth from the Univerisity of Montana are working together on a new application for beekeepers called Bee Health Guru. The application uses artificial intelligence (AI) to listen to the sound and based upon complex algorithms and learned history, can provide a diagnosis of the colony’s health. Simply amazing.
Jerry and David join Jeff & Kim on this episode to talk about the history of the technology and the ongoing research of the technology under-pinnings of the cell phone app. At the beginning of the podcast, you can hear Jeff listening to a audio clip of a 2-deep colony of bees at rest. Then suddenly, no… instantly, their tone changes. Could you tell what happened? The audio file was provided by Dr. Bromenshenk. In the recording, a colony of honey bees ‘at rest’ are given one (1) drop of toluene. The communication through the hive was instantaneous. Bees communicate more than we knew and the Bee Health Guruapp hopes to help us translate just what they’re saying!”

It’s better this way. Trust them. They’re on our side, as always.

Just sit there nice and cozy. Oops, lift your feet, the robo-vacuum coming through!

Can we get you more kool-aid, dear?

Or, might you consider taking an interest in an actual life, with living creatures, which AI is not and . . . ?

It’s not, right? We still know the difference, right?!

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.

http://psychohistory.com/books/the-origins-of-war-in-child-abuse/

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.

“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

When Loyalty Equals Liability

The more you forgive evil, the more it proliferates. Your silence equals compliance.

There’s no incentive for evil-doers to do right when the contract among the immoral offers a cornucopia of quasi-spiritual nonsense for their deeds including, but not limited to: forgive, turn the other cheek, grin and bear it, be the bigger person, don’t make waves, go along to get along, find the silver lining, suffering builds character, that which doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, let bygones be bygones, and a fat load of similar crap I heard growing up from my ‘betters’ which I now find extremely cringe-worthy.

“If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.”

Read as: repress, dissociate, normalize, self-edit, put head back in sand, become a Prozac-smiling, tyrant-supporting, authority-repeating, happy daughter and compliant citizen.

”If liberty means anything at all, it means the right to tell people what they do not want to hear.” George Orwell

Stop resisting and the suffering will end, the spiritualists say. Really? And how’s that been working out for us? Because the microcosm of the family and the community is a direct reflection to the macrocosm of the institutions and ultimately the entire global political system.

“As I make clear in my book Battlefield America: The War on the American People, we’ll soon have to choose between self-indulgence (the bread-and-circus distractions offered up by the news media, politicians, sports conglomerates, entertainment industry, etc.) and self-preservation in the form of renewed vigilance about threats to our freedoms and active engagement in self-governance.” John Whitehead’s Commentary, The Omnipresent Surveillance State: Orwell’s 1984 Is No Longer Fiction June 10, 2019

For the average citizen endless war has been accepted. Mandatory vaccines are on the horizon. World governance looks inevitable. Weather manipulation goes unchallenged. Smart cities and robot bees and fake foods, and on and on.

We LOVE it ALL! Control us more, PLEASE!

Take away our very speech! We think it’s super-duper! The sooner we all think alike the better! What on earth are you waiting for?!

This is welcomed, those who are not going along out of fear, go along out of complacency, cluelessness, or collaboration.

Thus, what we are witnessing, in the so-called name of security and efficiency, is the creation of a new class system comprised of the watched (average Americans such as you and me) and the watchers (government bureaucrats, technicians and private corporations). Clearly, the age of privacy in America is at an end. JW

How did we get here? Let’s count the ways. Here’s one:

The New Age Movement Fraud, Unslaved episode 26

If you don’t lay blame where it is due, you cannot get on with serious work. Bypass at your peril. Drug or meditate your way to inner-peace so the guilty can remain blameless, and voilà one major reason why we find ourselves right here, right now.

According to Tsarion the New Age movement’s roots were in reaction to the charlatanism of centuries of Christianity and for that they do deserve some cred. OK, fine. But, you know these movements by their fruits. Has the society become better under their guidance? Are we more caring, more secure, more happy, healthy, connected, united, thanks to these preachings and teachings, because that’s what they keep promising us, and they’ve had plenty of time to prove themselves by now.

”Until they become conscious they will never rebel, and until after they have rebelled they cannot become conscious.” George Orwell

Healing Wounds Right

That I knew she was a life-squasher from first glance, no one cares.

One encounter and I knew I was dealing with a CON at some level. But how, but where? It’s just a hunch, I must be wrong. They always call me wrong.

She was showered with love and swooning in approval. Not to mention charming beyond all reason. I should like her anyway, because that’s what we do, in our clan.

Besides, she was all that he wanted, that any man could conceivably want: Beautiful, caring, young, gregarious, doting, etc., etc.

That I talked to her, privately, intimating, questioning her ever so delicately, which I can be just as efficacious at as I can be badgering mercilessly. No one cares.

There’s consensus, we’ve aligned with it, and if you ask a single unsavory question, you will be met with the total indignation of our collective clan wrath.

How dare you sense what we can’t see! We do not agree, missy!

But, wait, what about me? When I march along I’m blessed, but when I disagree I’m pitied? I’m castrated? I’m eye-rolled out of existence? That speaks much more of y’all than it does of me.

You say you love me, care about me, have protected me and yet . . . My senses are routinely dismissed, and completely subjugated under your defenses.

Do you care how it feels for me, really, to sense these things, to remember these things, while being systematically dismissed by those who say they love and care?

Don’t rock our boat! Well, that proves right there you are narcissistic and selfish! And a bully! A bully is rocking our boat of perfect delusions and illusions! STOP HER!

And yet, the truth will set ME free. I will, at last, be able to force that 300 pound laughing man off my lap, for once, and for all! Once every person in my life who finds this acceptable is OUT, breathe will return to me once again.

The liars will scatter, and even fear.

Heaven on MY hearth.

Beggar’s Strike or Fountainhead

Two very different novels I read at university appear to have completely different ideological stances, but are actually about the same fundamental thing, now considering decades later.

The Beggar’s Strike (La Greve des Battus) 1979 by Aminata Sow Fall, considered an African classic, on which my Master’s thesis was based. Plot according to GoodReads:

“The sight of disease-ridden beggars in the streets is giving the town a bad name, and the tourists are starting to stay away. If the Director of Public Health and Hygiene can get rid of them he will have done a great service to the health and economy of the nation – not to mention his own promotion prospects. A plan of military precision is put into action to rid the streets of these verminous scroungers. But the beggars are organized, too. They know that giving alms is a divine obligation and that Allah’s good will is vital to worldly promotion. So when the beggars withdraw their charitable service, the pious city civil servants and businessmen start to panic.”

In the U.S. this would be leftist ideology without a doubt. And yet, the very ‘right’ ideology of Ayn Rand fame, the Fountainhead (1945), is also about a strike. Again, according to GoodReads:

“This modern classic is the story of intransigent young architect Howard Roark, whose integrity was as unyielding as granite…of Dominique Francon, the exquisitely beautiful woman who loved Roark passionately, but married his worst enemy…and of the fanatic denunciation unleashed by an enraged society against a great creator. As fresh today as it was then, Rand’s provocative novel presents one of the most challenging ideas in all of fiction—that man’s ego is the fountainhead of human progress..”

What I remember from my nut-shell: In the first the poor/used strike against the wealthy/privileged. In the second the gifted/used strike against the wealthy/ privileged. Sounds like a classic case of working both sides against the middle, Machiavelli-style.

Whether man’s ego is the fountainhead of progress we can debate all day and night, but what happens in the Fountainhead plot is basically they build a walled community of the select brilliant people to escape the tyranny of the majority.

In the Beggar’s Strike the majority is manipulated to serve the tyranny of the underprivileged few.

Both novels lead to the same outcome: collectivism. Rand’s ruggedly individualistic characters still had every intention of serving the collective, they just wanted to be well-recognized for their efforts. Fall’s characters have no intention of leaving the herd, they just want their heroic efforts to be recognized. One noose for all necks.

From whom are y’all seeking recognition? Rand’s characters deserve it based on their passion and creativity and integrity and perseverance. Fall’s characters deserve it based on their humility, and perseverance, and creativity and integrity. But from whom?

Both are based on power structures of who needs whom more, and exploiting that angle to the hilt.

Whether the African jungle or the American one, the spin doctors are hard at work.

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