The Ghosts of Christmas Déjà Vu
Oh boy, you’re never going to hear the end of it from conspiracy theorists when scientists say something that sounds utterly impossible.
As a general rule, things don’t end well when you say that this thing that never happened before happened to have happened this time, thanks, that’s all folks!
Oh yeah, and this reporter happened to have happened to report it before it happened.
Oh well, you can’t trust anyone. Especially not yourself. It’s called the age of “universal deceit” for a reason.
Me? I trust Santa Claus.
Exterminate all rational thought, along with Osama bin Laden.
Did you know that Osama bin Laden actually killed Obama and Obama is now simply a reptoid replicant?
I recommend we frack Mars immediately.
Never doublethink on a full bladder. Crest toothpaste produces immunity to cognitive dissonance. Even if you choose to believe what you know isn’t so, it won’t hurt a bit. Because you knew they were up to no good all along, so thank you very much and stop telling us.
Fracking is good for Big Beer. Big Beer is on the Florida Natural Gas Vehicle Coalition for a reason.
In a stunning move, Wikileaks made a mistake of monumental proportions, revealing that Obama isn’t the President, and is in fact a Trojan African-American selected by the Illuminati in order to turn the United States into a feeding ground for multinational corporations.
Some are dubious and think Afghan sheep herders are behind it.
“In reality, if someone would send me some drones to help me find my lost sheep,” said Darkanzali Al’boobslim. “I would allow the United States forces to go home. As it is, I need the cheap labor. Also, I recommend the CIA try and keep its drug smuggling activities a bit more low key.”
“If I was Wikileaks,” said Valerie Plame, “it’s what I would have done.”
Apparently, the Taliban reacted by pledging allegiance to Obama. All three of them.
Gaddis Smith, a history professor at Yale, said, “Yale has influenced the Central Intelligence Agency more than any other university, giving the CIA the atmosphere of a class reunion.”
The recent DEP stunt with the Collier-Hogan well is an excellent example of the psyops used in the war against environmentalists. In this example it is learned helplessness that is being taught. An unpleasantness presents itself, you try to fight it, is it replaced with a still more baffling, enraging unpleasantness.
Psyops is short for psychological operations and involves all means by which the “enemy” is targeted and reduced to a state of helplessness and ineffectualness.
In this case, the trick is to keep the environmentalists uncertain as to whether or not they can trust this or that agency, tactic, or member of their own group. It is also useful for the groups to be at each others’ throats. Infiltrators can amp up the infighting. Even the idea of infiltrators itself can be employed by infiltrators to get group members to fear each other as infiltrators. The mind is a terrible thing.
Apparently, little such enmity exists between the DEP and Dan A. Hughes. Dan A. Hughes broke the law back in December, 2013, and the DEP and the EPA kept it hush hush for them, right through two separate public hearings (even deciding against an advisory committee where the DEP withheld the truth for Dan A. Hughes). The important thing is that the activists keep thinking these devices, all of which are run by corporations, are actually concerned with their well being on any level. Also, Senator Bill Nelson, who is funded by corporations, is, of course, fighting for them. He helped get the deal in place that apparently was no deal at all. Dan A. Hughes is back where they started. They can drill and not frack. That’s how it started, when they fracked. See the problem?
A $25,000 fine basically served as a sort of payment for the DEP keeping their mouths shut long enough to plan the next stage where the environmentalists are baffled with a consent order and a cease operations order that are contradictory. Then, they are fed gibberish to test their tolerance and patience. Since these activists are of the civil disobedience, nonviolent stripe, you can play these games with them until they drink the frackwater willingly to end the torture.
I would have charged at least $50,000 myself. I mean, if you can do a job well, never do it for free.
Another important element is shock. Early moves by Dan A. Hughes show how effective their shock tactics are. It was announced an oil well would be coming to the end of a residential street, right on a panther refuge. Perfect. Even better, send a scary letter to all the residents. Get them all riled up. Now, they have something to vent their rage upon. Drag it out. Get them worn down for the next phases of the mind fuckery. Start doing stuff where they aren’t paying attention. Maybe never drill at the end of the street. That was just dumb anyway.
This is certain to generate some pretty radical opposition even if no such opposition was handy before. These people will be easy to pass off as the usual hippie riffraff the public is so tired of hearing from. What will it be this time? Don’t wear fur? Free the killer whales? Fuel your car with buttermilk? Don’t they know people need jobs? Plus, the shock will make them appear off, hysterical, emotional, perhaps mentally ill.
And then these activists have support systems and people they care about. Maybe some of those people work at places where the Colliers can pull strings to bring them harm? All you need is some people with authority and you can enroll all kinds of people in your harassment and defamation programs. They won’t even know they are working against environmentalism. Don’t believe it? Watch this video.
Also, maybe the target is gay? Or an atheist? Or a socialist? Or conservative, etc? There must be some group at their workplace who doesn’t like these kinds of people. Maybe they like to party? Maybe they pick up prostitutes? There are so many things to work with.
Meddling with protest groups by the government and corporations is nothing new. Corporations and government have always worked together in America, now more than ever. Banks rip off the public, and the public is taxed to bail them out. You get caught with a tiny amount of a psychotropic plant: jail. It used to be called COINTELPRO. It was illegal, but they did it anyway. The rationale was: if you’re not doing anything wrong, you’ve got nothing to worry about. Sound familiar?
Now, they’ve just gotten into a position of being able to do it on a massive scale of eloquence and horror such as was never before imaginable in Nixon’s craziest fever dreams. And the nose-snubbing is an important element of it (quite important in the latest Collier-Hogan stunts).
And what about the media? The oil companies poison the drinking water forever: let’s be objective. Someone wants to live off grid: let’s launch a major investigation, assassinate their character, and wound them so deeply their lives are effectively over.
Just keep on believing. The public will never believe, or want to believe, just how evil what the environmentalists are fighting is. That would ruin their TV and sense of entitlement at having earned a living being slaves to sociopathic douchebags their whole lives.
“It is not the slumber of reason that engenders monsters, but vigilant and insomniac rationality.”
― Gilles Deleuze
The insurance industry and the oil industry can’t agree on which science they will employ to make future decisions about dealing with the disasters that are spreading like the legs of leprous nuns after the Second Coming of Christ as a disembodied penis.
But Monsanto can’t market a disembodied virginal half-god penis and this has sent shockwaves through the .001 Percent. Especially not one with a halo that is the result of the impossibility of forming a consensus on the viability of any transcendental central signification with which to enact a new set of bylaws in every organization currently considered not extant by Cliven Bundy.
“Let me tell you about the african-american,” said Bundy. “The race of the giants and the angels had pretty much settled on Vermont as the perfect location for the next phase of God’s plan for beef patties in order to make gay marriage palatable to the liberal press. But the Vermont plan oddly thrown off, the african-american decided to use the BLM as a ploy whereby to frack the entire undesirable populace. It was part of a secret deal with the Koch brothers. Southwest Florida, which is rife with many undesirables, in the eyes of the .001 Percent, was an excellent target zone.”
Meanwhile, Monsanto has been extolled in the oxymoronic Scientific American despite other nations coming to the opposite conclusion where actual democracy occurs.
“Let me tell you about the scientific community,” said Bundy. “Have you read up on Syngenta, atrazine, and Tyrone Hayes? When the establishment can cause you trouble, deny you grants, paint you as a problem, and even convince those with good intentions they should go after you, you’ve got a serious problem getting out something solidly scientific. Science is systematically suppressed in America. Think I’m lying? Do the research, pal. I’ve been Googling my ass off for years studying this shit. Oh, and while you’re at it, get yourself a gun, at the very least. It’s the same with fracking. The Obama administration knows it isn’t healthy. They put a gag order on the EPA. You don’t play along with Obama’s little all-inclusive strategy for so-called transitional fuel and you’re out on your ass, buddy. They will peg you as a racist, a nut, a socialist, an anarchist, whatever.”
Bundy paused, shaking his head.
“Let me tell you about the real anarchists: Big Oil,” he said. “They’re the ones getting the world to plummet into a future of mass chaos. Or, you could blame the population. In which case, killing them by poisoning their habitat makes sense, don’t it? Because, how else do you get out of this? The system we are dependent on is slowly killing everything. It will eat you while it eats itself. You will know it thus: it eats.”
Are there other problems you see, oh Wise Bundy?
“Let me tell you about the media,” he said. “The media will ignore or gloss over the sins of the government and Big Oil. Instead, they will practice their investigative and rhetorical skills on those who live off the grid. They will dig up, or make up, whatever they can when it comes to those folks, you can be sure. The more they demonize the marginalized, the less aware you are of the death of net neutrality and the biosphere. Oh, it’s quite the show, all right. But when the chorus line comes out you may get hit in the face with a flying leg.”
It turns out Cliven Bundy has been blogging for a couple years about his struggles.
I found this video I hadn’t heard of before on there (bottom). It shows his complete statement. When the entire context of it is considered, he doesn’t sound as violently racist as you may have believed. But he is living in the 19th century, off the grid, and a Mormon by intelligent design. He has a ginormous family, all hale and hearty and full of god, ripe for fighting off the hordes of the tortoise-touting, BLM-ALEC hybrid clepto-statists, with fully legal armaments and mounted too.
This story…it seemed odd how blown up it became, and I was startled by the intensity of feeling some of my liberal friends had toward Mr. Bundy.
I’m pretty liberal (even socialist). However, the so-called liberal wing of our government is often just a bunch of cleptocrats playing on your liberal sensibilities, the way other politicians play on religious sensibilities. And then the so-called liberal media (presstitutes) plays along, leaping into cheap smear campaigns that often disregard the effort to substantiate and build a case.
And the right wing media is worse. But, that should be patently obvious to anyone who reads this blog already. Do I have to paint you a picture of Valerie Plame delivering cocaine for Reagan to Osama bin Laden’s dialysis hashishin party?
Well, I wish I could. But I have no hands. I do this all with Stephen Hawking’s help.
Maybe I’m overly cynical, or paranoid, but it all looks like a crock to me.
Fuck the BLM and their ALEC-embracing ways. What interests are behind getting Bundy out of there? He is the last rancher in the area, is he not?
The smell of minerals, mining, and mercenaries is in the air. I don’t like it.
I recall the fracking near Moab, Utah. I had one of the best days of my life near Moab. The town sucked, but the hiking was amazing. Then, I slept by a river in a canyon and felt free and empty and open to everything. And the ghost of the immemorial MLK spoke Chinese to me through Obama’s teleprompter. It was delicate.
Then come the frackers. Maybe they want to frack in Bundy’s backyard, like they did here in Southwest Florida?
Is he in the way? Are they afraid of all the mutated Mormons and cauliform cattle that will be birthed if they proceed with uranium fracking, enriching themselves astronomically via multinational concerns with kickbacks, skimming, skimping and scheming?
Why am I still thinking about a Nevada rancher? Well, sometimes you get insights from routines being played elsewhere.
Reid, McCain, Flake, Franks, Gosar, Salmon, and Schweikert–why must those names slip so easily from the tongue?
A radioactive crossing of party lines?
Are we confused? Ha. The picture forms slowly. Let the links sink in…If the links fail to sink in, use the Sarah Palin-drome anagram generator. This will hurt, said the masochistic doctor to himself.
But, I don’t know the full story, a gestalt builds. I mean, do they need to get rid of Bundy to frack for uranium or whatever it is they are after? Because, they just fracked in my backyard. Maybe this is a different “they” that actually cares about bad press? A smarter “they?”
I freaking doubt it. They’re idiots with power playing with real toy soldiers.
Because, let’s review, in Southwest Florida they decided to start drilling at the end of a street, on a panther refuge, and send the residents a Hallmark card from Hell explaining:
OK, I forgot how to rhyme for a second.
Anyway, believe nothing you hear and nothing you see. Only believe me. I don’t, but you should.
The corrupt are so twisted they will stab themselves in the back and get you to pay for the surgery with your mom’s social security.
So, the endless game of Twister continues. Don’t touch the green ones.
But still, next time you want to frack a neighborhood, hire me. I wouldn’t do all that doofus crap “they” did. I have the perfect plan to get people to embrace neighborhood fracking and open corruption cleptocracy. It’s hidden in the
(The Ghosts of Christmas Déjà Vu: it’s not like the other boys and girls.)