Wednesday, 1 January 2014

Mythology in a Dying Age

Obviously there is a need to normalize the criminal misdeeds of certain pariahs, and in times like this, who better to engrave the myth and legend into our subconscious than the fake land built on stolen dreams and forged copyrights, and the masters of retelling a story with more car explosions, and lens flairs than had ever previously existed. Granted this is the telling of a story where a group of greedy corrupt soulless bastards are going to be represented as 3 to 4 bad-egg (the 's' is silent just as it is in the movie title) because that is much more palatable than the truth... Yes, they will possibly give up the ghost and find some lowly janitor to be hung drawn and quartered for having accidentally pressed a few keys on a keyboard and causing the near complete collapse of the artificially created economy while dusting... But only because we have not quietly moved on to our next shiny polished turd stamped 'made in china by someone who stole your job for pennies on the dollar'. Yes, we are being led down the it can't be real because it's a movie path as if to set the stage for us to accept it as being really real

Maybe this is a prediction, or maybe it's simply a rant, only time can make that distinction... Speaking of time, how is a movie about Nelson Mandela ready for release already? I will try not to read too much into that one, yet, since it really is an unresearched inquiry I've made aloud.

Why do we continue to buy front row seats to witness our own demise as we drift from rational person to zombified lunatic for simply having sat in the seat too long allowing the flickering hypnosis of projections or magic boxes to leave permanent impressions in our minds? Was it live or was it Memorex? History recounts only that which we don't allow to fade from memory enough to be rewritten by those who would deliberately omit certain details for the purpose of changing the whole tone of what happened.

It's really very simple to do. I could say I am broke enough that I shall soon be forced to eat cat (food)... Simply omitting the last word leaves you calling the SPCA or those Nazis @ PETA instead of sympathizing with the situation, does it not? While this is a pretty simplistic example, it really doesn't need to be much more complicated to alter public perceptions and evoke an engineered emotional response which is contradictory to the response which should actually happen.

That said, I can think of no more proper emotional response than to laugh at "climate scientists" who've not only gotten stuck in the antarctic ice in their search to disprove it's existence, but who's rescue has been hampered by poor weather conditions... It's a perfect storm of irony meets stupid. Sometimes I can barely count to ten between the headlines of this happening, and the expected (and engineered) reaction. But then, there really have been a lot of train derailments this year, so I suspect we are also being groomed to let the TSA play with our testicles more and take the train less... I wonder if taking a few Viagra and slathering my groin in mayonnaise prior to my next flight would be considered as going overboard? It would certainly be fun until it wasn't fun anymore, and could still be worth trying purely for the statement it makes.

I suspect the next big bait and switch false flag to be sometime soon but have little worries as to how difficult it will be to break apart the fictitious cover story with as many people paying attention as there now are. I figure early spring we'll see some assault against logic and common sense to be blamed on Iran which will be meant to drum up support for wiping them off the map, but, due to the levels of desperation ingrained into those plotting scheming which trends to lead to some major shortsighted mistakes, or, better still, being unable to find anyone with no conscience to carry out the plan.... It won't be pawned off as a failure of imagination this time, not that it truly was last time either. {wink}


Note: I thought I had published this last week, obviously, I was mistaken.

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