Wednesday, 20 August 2014

The Unending Circular Logic Of Feeding Our Own Demise

The speed of things has seemingly hit the frantic manic panic pace as I appear to be consistently a thousand news articles behind. Not that there appears to be much outside of rhetoric and repetition with the exception of the destroyed non-existent Russian tanks.

It's not that I wish to claim WTC 7 as unimportant especially given it's role as the emergency management centre, followed by it's odd disappearance caught live and even reported before the fact by more than one media outlet. And, when I use the word management, I consider that to mean very similar to how a former manager of mine used to dictate when, how long, and how brown of a shit I was permitted to take, meaning micro-managed in every minute detail. Obviously such an operations centre was not going to be allowed to exist long enough to be discovered even if those who were there to document the event were discovered.

Sure the whole 'event' played catalyst to just about every war that's since come to pass, but outside of that realisation, we are no closer to naming names or changing games. We are not going to get a revised official story or admission of guilt by the CIA or Moussad so it's rather a waste of resources trying to bust down that door while nobody's home... They vacated that place so long who they no longer remember their old zip code so what makes anyone believe that we'll get anything outside of a poorly structured retelling of the same lines and lies we already don't believe?

Besides, once the whole picture comes into focus you realise this was not actually the beginning of anything but the simple continuation of things which had been in play much, much longer... Just ask those who have owned Britain and France since the Napoleonic wars... OK they won't likely answer honestly, but they'll sure seem nervous at having even been asked in the first place, maybe simply taken aback at how you got past security, or maybe that you'd dare confront your owner despite their generous gift of caged freedom over all these centuries.

So few out there seem to save their outrage to lay it all on the bankers whose war we've fought against our own best interest while paying their interest... Why are so few interested in pointing out the irony that we pay them to lend us money they don't have so they can foot the bill on our travel expenses to anywhere people (they've trained and hired) are willing to shoot us?

No, instead, we blame Obama or the price of fuel. We cower at the ideology that someone was willing to kill us because they were told we are coming to kill them because they will come and kill us if we didn't... Did that circular logic swallow it's own tail yet? I certainly hope so because it's the only real way to illustrate this properly. I mean not to make sense here as there is absolutely no sense to be made of it in the first place.

It's not about brown people regardless of how the media spins it. They were loaned fake money to buy their weapons just as we were.

Even the hegemony of corporate bandits shall fall by the wayside once their loans hit past due. That is already evident while billion dollar corporations who came to be so wealthy by paying politicians the money they saved by underpaying us to pass laws allowing them to pay us even less have all but stopped hiring, and even started reverse hiring. Yes, even the days of super-national companies built in an economy based on fictitious money are rapidly approaching their death throws, and, blinded by greed, they never even saw it coming.

It's all connected, and it all comes down non-existent money of which somebody everywhere owes more of than existed in the first place.


Tuesday, 19 August 2014

Pin the target on Putin, and other reindeer games

I've attempted to write something, anything, for a number of days now only to be met with a blank page starting back at me. It's not that there is nothing to say but that there is too much to say.

By now, it's becoming pretty obvious that MH-17 was gunned down by Ukrainian fighter jets because they had "intelligence" indicating Vladimir Putin was on a plane in approximately the same time and place which means the downing of a plane in that time and place was planned. That it was completely wrong plane, however, was not planned, and no contingent excuse had been arranged leaving all those originators of the plan making up wild and crazy stories... I'm somewhat surprised they haven't tried blaming sunspots or aliens yet, but that may still come to pass. This cat and mouse game of pin the blame on Russia has been at play for some time now and thus far Putin has won every round.

I must say that it's been fun to watch as bankrupt nations drive their economies further into a nosedive by refusing to sell Russia select products only to have Russia refuse to buy any products... I mean, who is schooling who here? Because, it really has become some lowbrow comedy of an 'I'm rubber, you're glue' type scenario playing out... I'm just trying to decide how low our integrity can go as the puppets and talking heads try to emblazon their phony outrage at how Russia is not playing by their rules in a game where the same talking heads and puppets are constantly changing the rules to suit whatever self-serving ends they feel they can justify. Wait, what? Integrity might have been a poor choice of words, but I find a distinct lack of proper replacement words in this politically correct landscape of meaningless and toothless drivel.

I know that I am geographically locked into the losing side of the equation, but then I've pretty well known something wasn't quite right about this society for most of my life. At least now, I understand why I've always felt it, and am able to close the chapter on discovery and move on to whatever the next chapter holds in my choose-your-own-adventure story. Besides, I'm not truly on the losing side so long as I do not trust the system I am chained to. Am I?

Maybe it is a situation of 'walks like a duck, talks like a duck' even despite that I am aware of just how trapped I am, or maybe that realization alone is enough to separate and buffer me from all the wrong-headed things done by my supposed proxies elected into office. Maybe I have not gone off the deep end far enough to prove that I do not approve (not that I agree with the protests in the last link, but, I sure do live in a weird place). It's enough to wonder why I am not insane yet, at least, given all the backwards agendas in play at any given time. It's not like it requires a mathematician to work out that the game is rigged.

It saddens me to realize just how many willing shills there are given the number of places where someone trained and financed by the al MosC.I.Ada is busy killing his own for pocket change and the furtherance of an agenda intent on killing anyone in the line of fire. And with all the modern choices of ammunition, whether using darpa's smart bullets, drones, ebola, or 'nucular' warheads, the line of fire would seem to be everywhere and everyone. But then, most everyone seemingly believes their government will protect them somehow regardless of just how impossible that math might be especially when you factor in that those same governments couldn't save themselves from us were we to decide to take matters into our own hands... But Alas. War is not in our own backyards spoiling the Sunday football game so why would we do that?


Sunday, 3 August 2014

Proctology and the tootsie-roll center of a tootsie-pop

Ebola is now in Atlanta... The mayor of Atlanta was told to expect this in the end of May, when he attended the Bilderberg Meeting... Cragslist needed Crisis Actors for Atlanta, and while the dates maybe wrong, the fact that these things come to light so quickly these days may cause some scheduling delays. I also read something about an executive order to detain citizens with respiratory illness, which sounds pretty convenient in it's timing, even if the airborne strain of Ebola would have already killed patient-X due to it's short gestational period. It's true that I am no proctologist, but something smells kinda funky here all the same, and I am not sure which end of it needs me to put my finger on it.

Maybe it's all part of the distraction... The Ukrainian thing, even with a civilian plane crash, er, missiled out of the sky, er, shot down by military jets sporting 30mm guns has not inspired mass outrage @ Russia for their having nothing to do with it in the 1st place, so boom: 3 teenagers kidnapped and killed in, near, or on the same planet as Gaza starts a 'retribution' leaving egg on Israel's face... Then a solder kidnapped, er, captured by Hamas, er, killed in action, er, tripped on his own shoelaces and accidentally shot himself? (forgive me, I have no idea where that one ends yet)... ISIS! SYRIA! IRAN! TERROR!


I will admit that it is actually getting harder to distinguish these things from one moment to the next because we barely get to hear a full sentence on any given topic anymore. I am seeing similar even from sources I once relied on as this author or that blogger gets caught up in the moment with whichever OUTRAGE was coming down the wire at this moment, then it spreads through several other sources as it chants repetitively through my news feeds like a broken hypnosis record, unless that too was working as intended.

The reality is that everybody is slowly going broke right up until that time when everybody immediately goes broke... Everything else was put out there as something to keep us from thinking about who's what is really probing our rectum.


Saturday, 2 August 2014

The Knights Who Say 'Meh'

It's fairly incredible to watch this world unravel as the fictitious drama unfolds. Something happened to three teenagers so a whole race of people who were likely not even involved have to pay for it while those engaged in genociding the people whose land they already stole party like it's 1999. And the world involves itself with a hearty and resounding 'meh'.

Ceasefires are called and broken in under 10 minutes and the outraged rest of the world rustles in it's armchair to reach for the omnipotent clicker and changes the channel with not even so much as a sigh. meh.

The war on terror is revealed to be fought by and against mercenaries all financed and trained by the same people in the effort to terrorize the general populous into thinking more war is the best solution and we switch channels to some rerun sitcom whose lines we have memorized while releasing a sigh of 'meh'.

Vilainizing Russia has failed so miserably to this point that we have to dredge up crimes of the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics. Please, can someone find this place on a current map? I was rather unable to locate any GDP/GNP/Census data for 2014 pertaining to the U.S.S.R either... In other news: every time I throw my invisible darts I get a bulls-eye, 'meh'.

The economy limps along like it has one foot in a grave,

er, well, maybe not so literally, while the fed prints unlimited petro-dollar world reserve currency debt notes and what happens to them? Meh. It isn't even as though no reference exists as to how endless currency printing ends, just look how well the Weimar republic fared. Though, we know why that was done, therefore I suspect similar motives are in place in the here and now since there is not enough currency on the planet to pay the debt that we'll somehow owe the bankers when their roulette wheel (I think they like to call it derivatives, or something) inevitably stops and is revealed to contain all double zeroes.

Cuba develops four vaccines for cancer and the media says 'meh'.

Maybe the elite aren't wrong in their desire to cull the herd and extinct the breeding, feeding, mouth-breathers after all. Maybe my efforts are all for naught and I should take up the quest for the holy ale and join the knights who say 'meh', since my pichez(ing) of vache(es), and farting in general directions appears to be having little effect. Meh-be I should just go to sleep, but then meh-be I quite simply cannot.

Meh, meh, meh, meh, meh, meh. At least these are things worthy of my indifference of their current predicament. Wait, did I mean people just now? No, probably not.