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End of Part 1 of 2
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Part 2 –
Mutiny from
Stern to Bow
**22**
In Two Nebulous Spaces
“I love and miss you, baby.”
“I was just about to say the same thing.”
“Then say it.”
“I love and miss you baby.”
“Good boy.”
“I’ve been thinking that this trip was a mistake.”
“ ................. “
“I know you’re not saying anything because you agree.”
“I know you said that as you’re not sure.”
“Getting close. All this Khazar-conspiracy stuff is just a
diversion to fill time away from you and the kids.”
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“You can come back anytime.”
“No more than a month more. Hold me to that promise. I love
you.”
“I love you.”
Conspiracy
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Book and “My Back Pages” by Bob Dylan; property of the author, the latter under both the “fair
use” and “transformative” doctrines.
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A Public Disservice Announcement
At 6PM a copious quantity of the components of households
in Gig Harbor sat in front of their TV’s and anxiously awaited
the premiere offering from the cable station which had recently
announced its intention to re-name itself the “The Conspiracy
Entertainment Channel.” Primarily in consideration of severely
declining market share, KAYOD decided to abandon the archaic
moniker of “The Education Channel.” In conjunction with a
plethora of tediously long new mission statements posted on what
was formerly advertising space, KAYOD had been announcing the
change for two weeks. Though no one was watching the station to
see it, the announcement reached the public courtesy of an
enterprising hacker with nothing else to keep him occupied.
Intending another ignored, “Politically Correct Police” counter
inspired goof he copied the one with the alleged chupacabra
photo and posted it on Fecesbook, where it proceeded to go the
idiomatic “viral.” Much of the populace said; “Super cool,”
while those with a life intended to do their best to live it.
The advertisers said; “We’ll see. Can’t get any worse.”
This innovation was an apparent deference to a popularity
attempt necessitated by the long term, changing market
conditions and some would say the continuing gradual erosion
prompted by a dumbing down process first made popular when the
senile ray gun found a second venue for his lackluster acting
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career. The predictable phenomenon made both the channel and the
specific exploits of this show in particular, objects of in-the-
know banter of many demographic and Arbitron defined sub-
categories; ranging from young adults goofing on the codgers to
codgers goofing on the young adults. The house-holders, house-
occupants and house-deficient, all, really didn’t wish to learn
anything other than how much it would cost to acquire the assets
displayed by the Kardashians; and thereby be entitled to a ‘rich
and famous” show in which any pronouncement they made became the
height of fashion. Barring that, the chronicling of alien-cow-
maimers would suffice quite well. This outlook had proven to be
consistent with the station’s programming decisions, as the aged
programmers well remembered the entertainment value of Fellini’s
forgotten grotesques. Without admitting it, even to themselves,
the householders had long ago begun to seek other forms of
amusement; their aftermath a complication to be worked out with
the “help” of the psychiatric industry and for those with
shallower pockets, the monthly publication of “Psychology
Today.” Until the conflicting details could be worked out, a
measly number actually still paid attention to what they were
proud to announce as substantive issues; such as when former
Mexican President Vincente Fox, in apparent response to
something Bailey Post Rumpole had said a few months prior was
quoted through AOL, as saying; “I’m not paying for the fringging
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wall;” the use of the magical “F” word, apparently still worthy
of national news in the USA, especially when articulated by
someone of color.
Previously, some of this “conspiracy” information was only
available on de classe venues. In simplicity the covert ‘rebels’
predictably focussed on the sizes of their inadequate purses and
the needs of their inadequate crotches; like any other “New Age”
refugee. DFW’s concept of “petty rebellion” would now be in the
air 24-7; or at least until all the advertisers curtailed the
issuance of checks.
The 6PM gong heralded the all-star opening of the event of
the year. In breathtaking shock and awe the TV video fixed on a
still life which seemed to be a surrealistic rendering of a six
foot, reptile in an off-the-rack, purple, striped Barney’s suit.
His smiling impression seemed ominous as he spoke with an
agitated Bill O’Reilly who wore a grey, striped, off the rack
Barney’s suit. They both stood in front of the sunken skating
rink, where three costumed revelers grinned and skated at the
Fifth Avenue, Rockefeller Plaza site; alleged to have once
simultaneously housed three assistants to a Bilderberg Group
attendee. Somewhat less clear, there appeared to be a red
reptile, naked, at least from the waist up, who was pointing
something cylindrical and a few feet long out a fifth floor
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window of one of the fifty story buildings. It was either that
or a forgery of a Basquiat graffiti transcription of two Native
Americans in war paint chatting near a pond surrounded by
peeling willows, one of which was being currently occupied by a
bony, red herring, who seemed about to attempt a desperate leap
back to the water. That’ll teach him about reading that Magical
Reality stuff. A consideration of the estimated price levels
suggested and the fact that this was a floundering cable station
it was more likely to be the former.
A woman in her sixties entered the picture from the right.
The slight aura around her body suggested that she was in
another location and that the cameraman was yet to complete his
“Seamlessness 101” course or that she was a descendent of either
the cherubim or seraphim. Again, the former seemed more likely.
The still life faded into the background and the screen
displayed an elevated, empty stage; on which the woman walked
with her head down. A red banner with yellow lettering which
said “Conspiracy Entertainment TV” appeared behind her. When she
faced the camera, the woman seemed more pissed than nervous as
she grumbled; “Couldn’t even get me a podium?” She held papers
in her left hand, but initially ignored them when she said;
“Good evening. I’m Ruth Messing. .......... Forgive me if I
appear a bit nervous, as I am. I’ve never previously been on
television and I have spent the last ten years working in the
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advertising sales area of this station. “The Education Channel”
had an ambitious and important mission back then. We were
pioneers in bringing wholesome and informative programming to
the people. I wish that it would have been there when my kids
were school age. It would have added so much to what they were
getting in school. Like the station, my earnings have shown a
steady decline over the years, so I’m not the least bit
surprised that the market is demanding more sensational shows. I
suppose that dinosaur bones just don’t cut it when one can see
and hear of mind controlled slaves being manufactured by the US
government. By now, I guess you’re all aware of the programming
changes here, and since I insisted, I’ve been allowed this time
to say a few things about that.” She held the papers in front of
her and started to read from them.
“I hope you enjoy the changes; and I hope my income
improves. Having said that, I’d like to share a personal story
with you and I hope it puts things in a bit of perspective.
Like everyone today I use social media and I plead guilty
in having been a participant on one of the ‘Conspiracy Theory’
chat lines. The information was substantially new to me, and
with the state of the economy today, I figured that there might
be something which doesn’t meet the eye going on. Despite that
initially it sounded as if we all seemed to have enjoyed sharing
similar thoughts, I had to stop bothering with this ‘chat line’
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as over time it had become obvious to me that the ‘moderators’
have an overly simplistic, convoluted, self-serving, biased and
hateful viewpoint aimed squarely and only at America. These
‘research mavens’ have been operating these sites since 2012,
claiming that their efforts arise out of a passion to be ‘social
activists,’ interested only in exposing ‘conspiracies’
perpetrated by the evil 1% of the population against the other
99%, who, they say are all good people. They only do wrong when
forced or tricked into it by the ruling class; some kind of
angelic beings I presume. Had this been my only reservation I
would have continued on, attributing their stated beliefs to a
privileged background which led to a lack of knowledge of the
world. It was perhaps their most convincing display of wisdom to
have chosen a book discussion site as most suitable to their
agenda, as such sites are populated by people who have spent
more time in libraries than they have in the ‘outside world’
which the rest of us inhabit, encountering seemingly real
people.
They were sufficiently clever to hide their biases and
contradictions by using quotes from others which they can easily
attest to or discard as they read and analyze the popularity of
those positions; much like a state-of-the-art computer cookie.
For me, now, the charade is all too obviously just like another
managed afternoon TV show for misfits, losers, and the
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contraband substance dependent. Not wanting to think that I
happened to misjudge the duo, I decided to have another long
look and couldn't pass up a comment; as the bias struck me even
more than it had previously. Enough about old rich guys all
being evil. Enough about the US being solely responsible for all
the evil in the world. I understand why some of the uninformed
guys might believe such things, but it is just not true anymore
than it is true to say that all poor people are saints. I see
evil people in all walks of life, be it underprivileged sectors,
middle class sectors, rich sectors or cultural sectors. It makes
no difference. Evil was the first and continues to be an equal
opportunity employer.
To my further disappointment I googled the names of the 37
and 66 year old moderators and discovered that their past
histories bear zero attestation to their claimed humanitarian
activities; but rather is riddled with testimony from former
business associates who claim to have been defrauded by the duo.
At this point, after having read all the hand wringing about the
US creation of ISIS, the alien created secret military weapons,
the Federal Reserve’s intent to bankrupt everyone, and the
purposeful introduction of laboratory created ‘diseases,” I
didn’t think that it was ‘coincidental’ to find that the
‘people-oriented’ sites they established in 2012 dovetailed
nicely with the release of the first book they had written;
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which is referred to so often, that a frequent reader of the
site need not buy it, as it has been quoted in entirety on the
socially conscious site. Thirteen more followed.
The Australians have the audacity to condemn the US, while
they desperately try to peddle their wares there. It is truly
amazing that they have never discovered any nefarious doings
down under, where they live, but are ‘expert’ at the goings on
thousands of miles away.
I ask; what good have the odious diatribes done for anyone
other than the ‘moderators?’ None. What solutions do they offer?
None. Oh yes, a few times they said things would change if a
million people marched on Washington. Are they really that
naïve? Somehow, I doubt it. What new information has their
‘extensive research’ unearthed? None. Just innuendo which was
known decades prior, coupled with unproven quotes from other
charlatans who are trying to make a living in the conspiracy
industry. All it is, is a ploy to get publicity in the US.
Like any enemy, they feed the propaganda machine with
unproven claims. Like any enemy, they say everyone else’s news
is propaganda. Like any enemy they encourage the disenfranchised
to revolt. Like any enemy, they have become corrupt in a last
ditch attempt to get what they desire. They are what is
revolting. Yeah, I know, I hate preaching just as much as most
people hate hearing it. I just felt that I needed to say this
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and hopefully bring a bit of balance back into the ‘conspiracy’
conversation.
But, listen to this one. Their statements about a cancer
cure being hidden rival their statements about aliens living
amongst us and the real existence of the matrix in absurdity,
and deserve no serious response. Cynically imagine. Many people
are supposedly aware of this. There is no doubt that if someone
marketed this ‘cure’ it would take them about a year to become
the richest person on the planet. But, they don’t want to. Duh!!
It is further noted that just because one sees something in a
Hollywood movie does not mean it exists in reality. If so, I’d
like to know why Godzilla and his sequels have not yet destroyed
Tokyo and why Superman has not yet righted all wrongs.
I think I have detected a pattern. They correctly
characterize their books as a mixture of real events and
fiction. Initially, I thought that may have been due to their
penchant for copying someone else’s story, making a slight
alteration and then calling it their own. But, perhaps they are
mentally incapable of making any differentiation between fiction
and truth. I think that’s called delusional. That would be sad;
were they not attempting to inflict others with their disease.
It seems doubly strange that their constant anti-US government
dialogue is not considered some sort of crime at a time when the
US is at war.
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No, I will not state their names. They are not on this
evening’s show and I am advised that they will never be on this
channel. That would only give them the publicity they
desperately seek. I stated this primarily in light of the
station’s new approach. It’s intended to be a commentary which
strongly suggests that watchers would do well to evaluate as
they listen to the guests. Thank you.”
The camera cut to a bearded, fiftyish man sitting in an
overly stuffed dark green chair of no particular design. The
camera moved in for a close-up, revealing the makeup which was
in the process of struggling to cover the lines in the man’s
forehead. He smiled in a curt, obligatory fashion, and said;
“Good evening, my friends. Hope you are all well. I’m Adnan
Koshaggy. Welcome to the opening show of the Conspiracy
Entertainment Channel; ‘Big Names in the Conspiracy Field.’ Some
of you might recognize me or my name, through my acting, or as
I’ve been classified as a conspiracy theorist. I want to assure
you that my entire involvement with the matter merely involved
public statements that I made saying that the official Kennedy
assassination and 9-11 stories contain sufficient
inconsistencies to drive an alien spacecraft through; though I
have never written a book about it. Despite what some have said
I retain an open mind, but do not necessarily subscribe to the
other theories out there. ......... That was written
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atrociously. I know that these rumors are the work of some of my
acting competitors. It’s a conspiracy against me. I’m pleased to
say that this evening we have resuscitated a time-proven lineup
much like those which you have come to know and love. Of course
we are not presenting anything which might be cogitated as old
hat. ... Maybe, tin hat, but certainly not old. Chuckle. We have
writers on the cutting edge, speaking of their work in the
conspiracy theory industry, no pejorative connotation intended.
The table is packed, so without further delay, let me bring out
our first guest. He infiltrated Lubbock, Texas two years ago,
was originally a Kiwi from the wilds of New Zealand, who
recently published his fifth book inventively titled; ‘InfoScam
V.’ ‘Big Names in the Conspiracy Field’ is proud to welcome that
great patriot, Crocodile B. Blusterbutt.”
A balding, pale skinned man of 350 pounds walked out; or
rather momentum-ed out. Once the frame got going, it seemed as
if he was a testimony to the validity of the old theorem which
said; “An object in motion tends to stay in motion.” His
blubbery bearing caused him to be of a physically indeterminate
age. Without having had the “benefit” of having had access to
“secret documents,” such as his birth certificate, hopefully
legitimate; his baby fat hid all external wrinkles. He plopped
into his plushy chair, moving it back a few inches in the
process. He waved off a handshake, and said; “Isn’t this the
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place in the show where the writer goes on at length about all
the noble reasons which compelled him to write the book now in
your hands? You don’t really care to hear about all that
sanctimonious stuff and this writer doesn’t feel like trying to
conjure up all that crap, anyway. To tell you the truth I did it
for three reasons. I felt like it. I could. And I had nothing
else to do.
The first garbage pile out of the way, I step into the
second; acknowledgements, thank yous and dedications. I’ll again
attempt to maintain the shine on your shoes. It’s commonly done
and perhaps expected. It seems akin to the requirement for a
double bind in works which fancy themselves ‘literary.’ It also
seems akin to an attempt at some sort of required, self-effacing
modesty the writer is compelled to display prior to his
subsequent attempt to display ‘brilliance.’ I’m not here to give
the people some kind of horse manure. It’s one way or the other.
Yes, I’ve got a mother. Yes, I’ve got a father. Yes, I’ve
got a wife. Yes, I’ve got dogs and cats. Yes, I’ve read a couple
of books. Yes, yes, yadda yadda. But, frankly, none of them
pushed one key for me. This is not a product of their influence;
nor are they to blame. Comments from psychiatrists,
psychologists, and readers of ‘Psychology Today’ are welcomed
and will be taken as a source of amusement.”
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“Your forthrightness is impressive. Mr. Blusterbutt; may I
call you Croc?”
“Sure, everyone else does.”
“May we now discuss a few of the specific conspiracies
you’ve written of in your latest book. For instance on page 323
you wrote of the Philippine plane which disappeared carrying 15
top computer scientists, who were supposed to have just
completed a top secret project, funded by the Tri-Lateral
Commission. You stated that the source of the plane’s demise was
an obliterating laser ray, engineered in Area 51 with the
assistance of Nazi scientists. After your book’s publication the
plane’s wreckage washed up on shore; the black box clearly
indicative of engine failure compounded by pilot error. The 15
top computer scientists were located in Maui, participants in a
Hedonism junket. Mathematicians have calculated that, though it
is within the realm of possibility, it is highly unlikely that
any of the Nazi scientists are still productive, as the youngest
of them would now be 107 years of age.”
“That’s no real question. It’s a recapitulation of what was
printed in the mainstream Murdoch media. Is this some kind of
right wing set up? First of all, that wreckage which
conveniently floated to shore the day after my book came out was
planted by the Illuminati-Mason contingent who control
everything. Secondly, the Hedonists found were clones
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manufactured and planted through the use of another secret
technology. And third, those Nazi scientists were bright enough
to have found or created the fountain of youth. I could go on.
But, come on now; use your head just a little bit.”
“In fairness Croc; the other conspiracy guys got off this
one quickly after the plane debris was verified and the secret
scientists turned hedonists .........
“Mr. Koshaggy; you’re really starting to piss me off; and I
don’t give a damn that you’re a Muslim. I already told you that
..........”
“Okay, okay; let’s move on to another of your revelations.
You wrote that Katy Perry is actually JonBenet Ramsey. Might we
get a bit of an elaboration?”
“Thank you for asking. This one actually took some Holmes
worthy deduction and I’m proud to say that I was the first one
to pick it up. The first clue I got was when I never saw them in
the same picture together. Further, with the advancements made
in facial recognition, I found it very curious that JonBenet or
her parents have not allowed this to be done with her. Those who
have read my books already know that I have proven that every
female and many of the better looking males in the entertainment
industry have been trained as sex slaves, through the US
extension of Hitler’s MK- Ultra program called Project Paperclip
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“I guess that some of us are fortunate to be fat and ugly,
Croc.”
“I don’t know where you get off with this stupid s***. I’m
sittin’ here as a favor to your producer, talkin’ serious stuff,
and you come on with all this fifth grade bullshit. I’m gonna
start investigatin’ how you got your passport, boy.”
“Don’t get upset. Good point. My apologies. Let’s start
over in a more general way. Tell me Croc. Did you read a lot of
sci-fi comic books when you were a kid?”
Croc left his seat shouting; “***k you man. Just plain old
f*** you; Adnan Koshaggy or whatever your real ISIS name is. I
was assured that this negative tone would not be displayed here.
Fucking piece of shit. .......... Goddam fucking piece of shit.”
As the swaying behemoth rolled his way off stage, he continued
to scream; “You need me for your pathetic ratings and then you
pull this kind of shit? Fuck you, piece of shit. You’re just
another low paid flunky telling lies for the benefit of those in
control. The people are being screwed all over the place and you
don’t care. You do their work for them. Asshole. You don’t care
as long as the masters throw you enough coin to keep you in
cheap, brand name Milk of Magnesia. When I get back to ......”
He went off camera.
Adnan Koshaggy sighed. He knew that with Croc’s early
departure that he would have to find a way to fill more air time
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with less popular conspiracy theorists. He was also disappointed
that Croc had not hit him on camera. The potential pain,
suffering and psychological damage lawsuit against a
“successful” celebrity would have relieved him of the burden of
having to truck his old ass out here and kowtow to some jackass
every damn week; not to mention the tedious, behind-the-scenes
rubbish with tiny picture technicians assigned to the show. He
sighed again; this time inwardly. He looked right into one of
the cameras and improvised; “Well, there you have it, the
inimitable Crocodile B. Blusterbutt. You have to admire the
strength of his convictions. I’m sorry that other engagements
necessitated his early departure. We hope to have him back again
soon. In the meantime do go out and get yourself a copy of
‘InfoScam V.’ Better yet, stay home and push a few buttons.
There are some armed nuts out there. Let AmawayOnSteroids drone
it to your front door below wholesale.
For our next guest we are honored to meet the man who
started it all. ................. Well, it’s always hard to say
who was the absolute first as, as far as we can tell everyone
had antecedents and influences which ........... Never mind.
This British gentleman was the most significant force known in
the popularization of conspiracy theories; the grand-daddy if
you will. His last effort was the book I now hold to the camera;
wonderful cover art by award winning artist, Apollinaire Rabble;
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titled; ‘The Psychological Aspects of Irrational Belief,’
subtitled; ‘Whassup,’ I give you the scholar-athlete from over
the waves; Icky Bledstoe.”
A thin, smiling man bedecked with a full growth of silver
gray hair on his head; semi-mullet fashion, with none on his
face found his way to the large plushy chair. Upon sitting he
half-jokingly said; “One could get buried in here.”
“I think more than one did. Welcome Icky. You don’t mind if
I call you that. Do you? You’re truly one of the people I’ve
most wanted to meet. You kind of started this whole thing.
Thanks for being here.”
“I’ll bet you say that to all of your guests.”
“And I mean it every time. ......... I think. Regardless,
I’ve been reading your last book. Both I and some of the
reviewers feel that it is markedly different from what you’ve
previously done. I may be presumptuous in this statement, but it
seems as if you’re now distancing yourself a bit from your
earlier efforts, which often took the form of attempts to
scientifically prove the existence of a cruel reptilian ruling
class which uses subterfuge to continue to prevail. ........ I
suppose that’s not stated as a question, but can you elaborate
on that theme, no doubt with corrections?”
“You’re much too kind. You also must have been one of the
ten people who bought the book.”
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“The station gave it to me.” Adnan evoked a kind spirited
snicker.
“God bless you, recipient of Mr. Rosewater’s legacy. Allow
me to back up one step. Your last guest, our friend Mr.
Blusterbutt, chose to make an early departure. He’s got that in-
your-face style all the time. He neglected to articulate step
two of the learning process, which is the realization that the
way in which the world and human life have been structured it is
necessary for every individual, every group, and every nation to
survive. Only Fascists thought otherwise, and let’s face it;
we’re not them and maybe some mistake was made at the deepest of
levels. Besides, look what happened to the majority of them. I
don’t envision any way in which we could ever know that without
simultaneously necessitating a new system. So, in simplicity,
the conspiracies exist as another manifestation of competition,
each side seeking to take down the other. That is Freud 101.
Though it is a necessary phase, it is not yet even the popular
beginning of Jung or Campbell.
With all information available at all times, we have now
been forced to enter a larger morass; the third pile; the
proliferation of ‘conspiracy theories’ circulating in the US of
2016, with a few in belief, some in partial belief, and a the
majority in total disbelief produces a kind of Tower of Babel at
the root. Even though it can be proven that the reptiles are in
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control, it is divisive to mention that. Unity is required for
anything to be done about it.
But, be assured that the preponderance of the ‘theories’
are precisely that; speculative theories. We can all make one up
whenever the mood strikes. What they and we cannot easily do is
to prove them.
Let me preface this with the statement that, ‘The names
have been changed to protect the perps.’ This is in keeping with
current clandestine communal delicacies; a legitimate
conspiracy, if you will. It is undoubtedly comforting to Mr. and
Ms. Disgruntled to believe that their demise is not their fault.
It is the fault of the controlling evil ones. Ah, yes, some
great ones have said that; ‘It is the purpose of writing to
comfort the disturbed and to disturb the comfortable.’
Substitute communicate for writing if you must. I wonder if that
comforting phrase was taken out of context in a perhaps,
satirical way, in the Nabokovian sense, vein. We have looked
into the imperfect ripple in the pond and say that can’t be us,
which is kind of true and also kind of false. We say; ‘I’m not a
reptile. I’m not one of the ruling 1%.’ Well, whether or not the
‘bad guys’ appear as green and scaly when one puts on the
“magical” eyewear is totally irrelevant. It has no practical
purpose. If it was to have any effect whatsoever, the discovery
of a ‘new’ race would likely result in their being considered a
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minority, and afforded minority protections. Can’t you just
picture all the sympathy that cute little gecko would get?”
“That’s so stylishly meta. This is indeed quite a departure
from your earlier work.”
“Not really, Adnan, but I can appreciate the thought. As
you know we are in the communications business, so what we must
do is communicate. People are more accepting of an idea if it is
presented to them in a palatable manner. Sometimes it’s a matter
of phraseology. I’m not abandoning what I originally said; I’m
just saying the same thing differently. In a sense it really
doesn’t matter whether the thieving rulers are reptiles, aliens,
humans, or computers. What matters for the rest of us is to
eliminate their control. If calling them reptiles is a stumbling
block to us uniting, that stumbling block must be removed. Look.
For the moment allow me to abandon theoretical abstractions. You
may have seen that I do have photos of the last five US
Presidents and two Supreme Court Chief Justices with their tails
sticking out of the back of their pants. The problem is that
everyone knows how easily photos can be doctored through the use
of readily available modern technology; so those inclined to
disbelieve dismiss them, and there is no gain. It is apparent
that those reptilian creatures who have been in charge as long
as anyone can remember have used their enormous powers to abuse
and brainwash every child through the US government sanctioned
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MK-Ultra program; use those who read “The Catcher in the Rye” as
assassins triggered by certain phrases contained therein or
simply to be sex slaves to the masters and mistresses; get
humans into heavy duty, insurmountable debt through the
operations of the ‘illegal’ US Federal Reserve and international
banking system; and subject them to an economy which resembles a
sucked orange half, most recently through the false flag
operation and consequences of 9-11. Just consider the open
symbolism displayed on every piece of US paper currency. The
powers that be are not afraid of possible detection; as they
know that we will continue to argue with ourselves and not them.
With all its stupid official explanations, the only thing which
is irrefutably clear is that it was used as an excuse to further
feed the already fat Military Industrial Complex; have the
‘Patriot Act’ well in place, which by the way was written three
months before the event, to permanently incarcerate and torture
anyone or their families, who says anything against their
interest; have the super-secret alien enhanced technology at
only their disposal capable of complete obliteration of
anything; have hollowed out mountains to store nuclear devices
which will be used whenever another major incident is required;
have founded ‘terrorist groups’ and drug cartels just to declare
expensive war on them shortly thereafter; the result of all this
leaving the US citizens in a state of shock, if not awe, in
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economically induced servitude and fear. ............. I suspect
that some of this is true and that some is not. It seems obvious
to me that if the Masons desired secrecy they would not have
planted their well-known symbols all over. Either that, or
they’re too damn stupid to be a cause of concern. What I am
certain of, is that with the plethora of incorrect information
consumed from the internet beast, we will never be sure of any
answers. At the most bottom of lines I can imagine, it boils
down to who you trust. That’s just an instinct. Unless more
discoveries come in the future, there is no way to ‘reason’ an
instinct.”
“That’s kind of like saying that science will never know
the answers.”
“Precisely. And that is one of the reasons no one is buying
my newest book. I can say it with a twinge of sarcasm. As a
society, we have abandoned any notion of god, and have
transferred the apparent human need for a higher power to
science. We have found a ‘new’ invisible to worship. So, to
suggest that science is as inherently and inevitably as
imperfect as its practitioners, is not the least bit popular
with those who worship at its special-interest feet. To denounce
science is now a blasphemy, akin to an early twentieth century
Jamaican killing of an informant missionary; only known to be an
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informant by the natives. On another level, if all answers were
known the game would have to be changed.”
“My stage manager is either faking a wish to cut his throat
or he is indicating that the tone of this conversation is
something he strongly suggests must be changed. So, let me thank
you for your time. Wish we had more. We have to hear from one of
our sponsors right now.” Adnan Koshaggy held Icky Bledstoe’s
book to the camera and added; “Do get yourself a copy of ‘The
Psychological Aspects of Irrational Belief.’ It’s still in its
first printing and may be valuable someday. Take it awaaaaay.”
In what historians might have characterized as “modified
1950’s retro,” young female voices sang; “See the USA, on your
smartphone today. America is asking you to call .........” The
tune ended when one of the adorable little ones held her
smartphone to the camera revealing a screen which showed Vampira
holding a vibrator in what seemed to be the appropriate place.
Viewers saw a fraction of a second blip in their screens.
After that they heard Adnan Koshaggy say; “Catchy little ditty,”
and saw him sitting there with someone who had apparently
thought that she had already been introduced. The woman was
about 30 years of age, had long black hair and was wearing a
tight tank top and a mini any hetero guy would join the military
to get into, despite the fact that her long black hair was
coiffed as a Mohawk and depending on momentary point of view,
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may have exhibited a few rings. There were a few watchers who
knew her name; primarily her college students and what remained
of her embarrassed family; those kin who had not yet opted for
hari-kari.
She was unpopularly known by her “stage” name of Cat
Jacker. She was the most vocal “dissident” living in the
affluent town of Klosterneuburg, Austria. She required no
opening inquiry and was already engaged in an extended soliloquy
when her mike was turned on.
Ostensibly, in an effort to attain viewer interest, the
cameraman flip-flopped his focus between her open mouth and open
legs. In an agitated, strident tone, she was in the midst of
saying; “.... is bulls***. Hey, you’ve heard all the theories.
It’s too late to do anything about them. I mean that, even if
tomorrow we could conclusively prove that 9-11 was an inside job
used as an excuse to feed the war machine and bring fascism to
the free world, so what? Can’t fix it now. So many things have
been put into place because of it, there’s no way it can be
unraveled. The money’s in the hands of the crooks and Americans
have been trained to allow the cops to do anything; for their
own safety of course. Besides, if it was proven, there would be
a gigantic group on the internet every day saying that the proof
was falsified under an anti-American conspiracy to make the
country an open target for whoever hates it. If you don’t
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believe me, check this out. There are hundreds of thousands of
useless physical books, e-books, audio tapes, and movies
available through AmawayOnSteroids at no charge. 100% of these
entertainment modules have been done by people who offer no
solutions. They seem to think that if they expose the ‘true
history’ that some sort of miracle will take place and
everything will be all right; much of that everything in their
pants pocket. How f****** lame can thy get? Moreover, they say
that they do this with an un-biased outsider’s viewpoint. That
has to be some sort of a joke. It’s only true in one unintended
sense. With the exception of two years of Rantin’ B. Blusterbutt
in Flatass, Texas, none of them live in the US they disparage
from afar. ................. Shit. What do they know about it?
What they copy off the internet nut sites? Is it any wonder why
everyone is so fucked up? Who the hell could be reasonably
expected to overcome all of this?
Did you see the latest one? Jackie was the second JFK
shooter. Yup, Jackie. See, she’s a member of this ruling class
which wanted him dead, and she was perfect as she would be the
last one suspected. After Marilyn? They gotta be shittin’ me. As
a prize she gets to marry this fossil who looks like a turtle
left out in the sun without a shell. And that’s his face. Can
you imagine ........ But, you know how it goes now that every
nebbish has access to computerized editing. A bright one who was
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raised on Barnum’s; ‘No one ever lost a buck, yadda, yadda,’
figures that it will take him five minutes to doctor and post
the film. It now shows Jackie holding something silvery in her
hand and it is pointed at Jack’s head. Can we get real for just
a minute? Come on. Even if that silver thing was a gun in
Jackie’s hand, any self-respecting woman would not have been
pointing it at her high income, husband’s head. She’d have been
aiming it at his schwantz. Admit it. Can we talk? Come on. Do
you really think that this woman was comfortable in sucking on
something that was up Marilyn’s culo after Bobby was done for
the night? Let’s get a little bit real, okay?
So, what’s my point you astutely inquire? Why am I on a
conspiracy theory show when I find the investigation of
conspiracies useless? I’ll tell you. I’m from a younger
generation. The people writing these books predate Elvis and
they just go on re-hashing the same old things, seeking a bigger
market share and more money. Well, we’re sick of it and only
watch and read it when we want something to laugh about. Give us
new ideas or give us death. And just fuck Obama’s lying
bullshit.
There’s some black comedian I just adore who starts his act
with; ‘I apologize. ..... No. We apologize to all you white
folk. When we told you to vote for him we REALLY thought that he
was a nigger.’ I really wish that I could give you his name, but
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I can’t re-locate it. Some of those radical, foreign conspiracy
theorists have informed me that all his old videos have been
removed from YouTube; that he has ignored his $50,000,000 movie-
TV contract; that he is hiding somewhere in Africa; and that if
you say or write his name you will be subjected to a minimum of
a comprehensive, seven year, IRS fraud audit and a maximum of an
arrest under the Patriot Act, with all its ramifications. I can
get hot over a lot of things, but being water-boarded at Gitmo
while dogs snarl at my naked body ain’t one of them. I can tell
you one thing for certain. If this man walked out on a
$50,000,000 contract he’s not one of the Sephardic or Diasporal
members of my club.
Okay, you don’t buy that stuff about the non-monetary
motivation. All right, all right; so listen to this.
I have a confession to make. I think I have located one of
those weird stories which, in this case, makes perfect sense. I
have seen this one with my very own eyes and heard it with my
very own ears. The two Beatles who are considered officially
dead, and the one thought by many to be dead back in 1970;
remember the tell-tale bare feet on that cute goyishe boy; and
the one still thought alive have made a comeback. Yes, yes, yes.
I’m so excited. They have formed a new group which they have
called ‘Beat the Meatles,’ and have issued a CD with the same
name. While it is not yet available from your local Wal-Mart or
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AmawayOnSteroids.Com., and may never be, it may be downloaded
free from a “deep web” site; available with the appropriate
software enhancement. I detail how this can be done for this and
other cutting edge entertainment in my recently released e-book;
‘Deep Doo Doo,’ available through the AOS monopoly for US$.99.
Yes, I know the title’s kind of lame, but AOS wouldn’t accept
the first title in their spiffy Ginder Store. Most importantly,
it’s cheap; cheap as they allow. ....... Hey, you guys made this
system. We just try to live with it without laughing in your
face.
Take my word; what you will see and hear is a revelation.
And damn, it’s still available for free. Utilizing the
simplicity of the “play” button, the music is reminiscent of the
early, at least to the US, ‘I Wanna Hold Your Hand’ days; days
of innocence and simplicity, now updated to ‘I Wanna Hold Your
Crotch.’ It shows extraordinary potential for chart climbing
popularity; maybe even ten songs at a time. ‘Girl Enbalmed’ is a
personal favorite. But, don’t be swayed by that. The old time
Beatles and the ‘new time’ Beat the Meatles don’t need the money
anymore. Excepting the outvoted one, they’re supposedly dead,
right? Their concerns likely center on issues of decomposition,
foul odor and zombie possibilities. Anyway, Right Guard
correctible smell aside, it seems of much more significance,
assuming that the “s” word contains something other than a
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pretense for a posthumous pedestal, to hear their ‘hidden’
message. Through the utilization of a stereo system which did
not anticipate the Job and Gates improvements on the horizon, I
have found playing their pop ditties in reverse, provides one
with an undeniably clear message. There are many, but suffice
for now to focus on one. Utilizing the invert-procedure-
function, especially on ‘Dear Prudence Stoned’ it is in-arguably
well-defined that they are telling us to ‘Kill the pigs.’ ......
Tower of Babel consistent confusion descends. .................
Sigh. Another. Another. ............... I don’t think they’re
referring to Porky. They only attempt to inadequately buy mind
time; mine; maybe; the ancients’ proven jokers.
There is someone else more powerful and temporarily now in
charge. Someone like a multi-national CEO with a three year
contract and a Greenwich, back country, retirement lust. So, Mr.
and Mrs. LoBianco, living in what some would still call
decadence, and the few would call ‘a sincere attempt to love,’
the BTM group does not requisition your demise, and likely never
did. It was just a misinterpretation articulated by a stupid,
mean-spirited, jealous and also competent and influential
midget. He had no magical powers whatsoever, but was able to
convince a few that he did. The saddest part was that his tiny
stature and tiny implication was media used as a “concrete”
form; one which hates and is dependent upon finding ‘new’ paying
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subscribers; and also which that same media innocently, the best
of love, unlikely, irrelevant in the overall scheme of things,
in their hearts and minds, use their loving principles to
innocently be tricked into the “support” of that which will kill
them; and me; and you; and anyone not sufficiently brave to have
been a passenger on the long gone dreams of the “Wooden Ships,”
the brave and beautiful, now only garbage can dirtied, wounded,
cold, hungry and homeless. It may well be only the gaps in human
understanding to adhere to the position I espouse; ‘I’ an
admission of my biases. Yet, it seems to me that they are truly
warm, have learned and felt, but still cannot comprehend more
than is presented on the surface; and even have difficulty with
that. Laugh. Laugh. I do. Kind of cruel; but also an attempt at
honesty and laughed at feeling. I know that we all do something
like that; at least for a while, which is always remembered, and
wished to be forgotten. In all too short a time, it’s just, at
best, another tragic rendition of French, 1940’s, ‘Children of
Paradise.’ Stupid all of us will be free, minds and hearts
rejoicing the . ............................ Pollyanna optimism.
Beyond, beyond and beyond. Self-congratulation possibly
unrestrained. My personal apologies.
In recognized ignorance; invariably possible in the
infinite; yet to be attempted to be unsuccessfully and
temporarily constrained .......... Hmmnnnnn. A bit too old
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fashioned, wouldn’t you say? What the hell are we trying to talk
about? How about a rephrase in light of modern technology? Let
me add that in the second decade of the 21st century it has
become apparent that there has been a substantial increase in
the number of people who believe in conspiracy theories. The
momentum seems to have been gathering since the assassination of
JFK.
Conspiracy is defined by Merriam-Webster, in its monopoly
on demarcations as ‘the act of conspiring together.’ A minimum
and possible maximum of ‘Two’ seems to be implied, but not
specifically stated by the franchise. ‘Omigod,’ the ‘good’
people exclaim. ‘The authorities are not trustworthy.’ Surprise,
fucking surprise. The US government has about 40 billion
employees. To be able to quote one who erroneously says
something implying some sort of nefarious plot seems a
mathematically 100% probability. To be able to quote one with
something verifiable; at the least usable as anecdotal evidence
in court; diminishes that percentage infinitely.
That correctly, Warren-Commission-induced distrust, has
expanded to exponential stupidity. Another ‘surprise.’ There
truly is no possible way that Oswald alone could have done that
with which he has been credited, and everyone except the Warren
Commission knows it. Another surprise, surprise to those who
think they can pull the wool over.
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You know, it may be that the old farts on the Warren
Commission gave birth to all of this garbage. That’s funny in a
perverse way, as they had passed child bearing age. Maybe they
did it out of senility. Maybe Alzheimer’s was a factor. Maybe
they wanted to make a mess. Maybe they were coerced. Maybe they
had something up their sleeves. Maybe, maybe, maybe.
I know one big thing. Beat the Meatles have shown me the
future; and it is murder. And you can access it for free if you
purchase my $.99 e-book ‘Deep Doo Doo.’ It’s enhanced with un-
doctored photos of the low down. Can you dig it?”
In the unexpected pause, Adnan Koshaggy deftly enjoined
with; “I thank you for your articulation of a well thought out
alternative vision. Whether or not it meets the rigid definition
of conspiracy remains to be seen. However, that debatable point
is as subject for the academics; and frankly, if past experience
is any guide, they will not come to any kind of consensus until
after we and this show are long forgotten. I thank you for your
un-prompted presentation. That sort of thing makes my job easy.
And audience, run to your computer and order a copy of ‘Deep Doo
Doo’ by Cat Jacker. It’s an affordable killer. Need I say more?
Okay, a little break. A word from the people who pay for this.
Cat, behave yourself! Mohawks have become routine; but those
nose rings up the ante a bit. That is a nose; isn’t it? Let’s
pretend. Didn’t you ever have an imaginary friend?”
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A fluffy white dog ran from the house and excitedly bounded
along the fenced back yard. He slowed a bit with each step and
came to a full stop when he finished the entirety of the trip.
His tongue was out indicating happiness or hope, while his eyes
remained wary and disappointed. He sat on his haunches and
looked up, seeming to ask; “Where is he?”
An unseen adult male spoke. “He’s looking for my son, Joey.
So was I. Sammy Bubbles has more faith than me. I know that Joey
and sixteen other nine-year-olds were shot to death two months
ago. Little Sammy doesn’t understand. He’s not even two years
old yet. It happened at the elementary school. This seems to be
happening someplace almost every day now. I’m no right wing
fanatic, but I know that this has got to stop. In the meantime,
whenever I bring little Sammy into the yard, for a moment I’ll
also hope that Joey is waiting for us there.”
A voice over said; “We’re looking for solutions to problems
never before envisioned. If you’d like to help the Sammies and
Joeys of this world, please send whatever you can to the
Christian .......”
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The Statue of Liberty
The camera went back to Adnan’s plush chair; Adnan still in
it. He seemed a bit less chirpy than usual and said to no one in
particular; “New sponsor? ................ Just for this show.
Okay.” His voice strained to elevate as he said; “For your
pleasure we now welcome a man who needs no introduction. You all
know his face from the time he made headlines for being arrested
at his home in the south of France; in the house formerly
occupied by Jean Renoir as a matter of fact. As you recall, the
French authorities charged him with subversion, based on a few
of the passages contained in his novel; ‘The Rules of the
Charade.’ You may not be aware, as it was not reported in the
mainstream news, that he was acquitted of that charge by a jury
who said that the book, taken as a whole, was incomprehensible;
and therefore could not be categorized as subversive. Keep in
mind that our guest’s primary language is French. Come on out
here Luc Godard.”
A thin man in his 70’s purposefully strode on stage
accompanied by his wife, a woman in her 50’s, apparently
struggling to keep up. Since the chair was so oversized they
both sat in it.
Luc was agitated and before a question was thrown his way
blurted out; “Your last guest, that Ms. Jacker really is a
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complete waste of time. She extols the virtues of a dumbed down
modern existence, while she herself tries to display personal
intelligence, compounding that with an overly obvious, thick
eared joke about her own stupidity. If she thinks that it is
funny, she must either be someone who has not heard of the Paris
massacres or is not human. To so matter of factly speak of
murder being the future is unforgivable.”
An offstage female voice screamed; “F*** you, old fart. I
deal with what is. Not your ‘heart-rending’ geriatric fantasies.
Go back where you came from.”
“F*** you, too, ugly bitch. Or more appropriately, don’t
f*** you. It would be too much of a favor.”
“If I had a gun I’d walk out there and blast you right
now.”
“That’s your fantasy. If you had a gun. Never did and never
will. Baby toys, if anything. Cry some more over it. My old man
and I find it amusing.”
There was another screen blip, and when the video returned,
Adnan Koshaggy sounded as if he was admonishing Luc when he
said; “Just ignore it. The people are here to see you; not them.
You’re giving the morons more recognition than they warrant.
Using your most recently acquired insights into the matter, tell
us where we’re at. I note that you have not put out a new book
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in five years. Why is that? Surely, there must be much to
share.”
“Thank you, Adnan. I haven’t worked on any books lately as
I see them as a dying medium. On an artistic level literature is
afraid of anything new; while it simultaneously complains of
repetition. This is a recipe for a drawn out finale. On a
commercial level the AOS dominated industry effectively
precludes all but ten writers and publishers from making any
sort of living from books, a denial of free speech at the gut
level. Personally, I am sufficiently disgusted to not have the
least interest in redoing the things I did forty years ago. If
the messages sent back then did not make any difference; either
I communicated poorly or no one bothered to listen. Whatever. I
have no intention of putting them in 2016 garb and technology
and trying it again. Don’t take this a sad statement. I tried my
best and now I don’t care.
Based on the most anecdotal and statistically insignificant
evidence at my disposal, it appears that the current conspiracy
beliefs reflect the notion that every significant event is the
result of a successfully carried out plot against the people.
Nothing happens by chance. There is always high powered
collusion with predictable results; be it Oprah’s gender
fascination or the ISIS attributed, how to video, concerning
beheading mechanics.
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Though it is obvious that I am not a ‘Yankee Doodle Dandy,’
sometimes I cannot help but think that I should have been more
like a character in a Cagney movie; its intended communications
now buried. ...... It was once seen by everyone. I know, just
like the first grade teacher presented with the doggy excuse.
Yeah, a resounding yeah; I’d like to see the look in your eyes;
first level; second that .......... I don’t know. It seems up to
you. ........... I’m trying my best to be honest. ..........
I think that I might, with some degree of condescension,
understand the Jacker point of view. If she would make it clear,
we could go from there. I think. I believe. Do you? Does she?
....... No? Then, why bother? Stupid, isn’t it? Yes and no;
refer to Franzen for details, most educated, book selling, while
being erudite. Half of the time; yes?
I’m digressing, more than Joyce; more than Faulkner; more
than Wallace, simultaneously thinking that this diatribe might
be viewed as more relevant than another fantasy. Succession the
key. A succession was another in a series of momentary, popular
distractions. Kind of funny. I guess; the myriad of Faulkner
presumed viewpoints sustained the almost ‘literary’ market of
the time and its inconsequential copiers of what was truly anti-
literary.
I guess that at the bottom line, I judgmentally place the
burden and guilt upon you; first my seductive Apple; so loved,
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so needed, so much what which makes life worth living; later,
too easily a court effective, plea bargain, Chief Justice
endorsed. In the absence of any personal solace; just my need of
the too dated fantasy and joke of any sense of an Eden required
vision executed in blindness.
Break needed and taken, not yet adequately defined. If it
makes any difference it is likely the most ....... No, let me
say it another way. ........ That’s so a thought conducive with
......... Permit me. You open, then quiver, then retreat. I
imply things. Is my confusion and hurt greater than yours? I
hope not. I don’t want to imagine what you’ve seen. I think that
I might have some sort of idea. I would rather go blank,
realizing that in my making that statement you can easily infer
that which was not intended.
At least eleven of you once called this country your home.
You know the theory about the ones and the angels. Yes, we all
disagree with some policies. Yes, sometimes it seems that we the
people are getting the short end of the stick. Yes, sometimes we
think that. It is an American right to think it, say it, and
vote out those with whom they disagree. The predominance of the
US worldwide hatred; the criticism of the sovereign only allowed
here, by the US right to speak freely, has fueled free speech
here. It’s a tautology which seems to have been forgotten or
currently perceived as radical.
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The inarticulate foreign ones who seek to sell their
garbage to the disenfranchised section of the American market
attempt to hide their origins and their agenda. They realize
that to highlight their remoteness would be tantamount to
admitting that everything they pretend to know of America has
been gathered from the Internet; their computers 10,000 miles
away. They also realize that to make it known that they are
merely another sucker chasing the Yankee dollar will hinder
their plans. It’s silly season, maybe the Season of the Witch.
And yet having said that; I am also convinced that the entire
phenomenon can be traced back to the idiotic Warren Commission’s
report. There is no possible way one shooter could have done
what they said Oswald did by himself. One lesson I have learned
in seven decades of life is that if one is compelled to lie, it
is indicative of the practitioners of rudimentary first level
competence and in their interest to do the necessary research to
make that lie a credible one. Not particularly outstanding
grammar school children quickly learn that to tell the teacher;
“The dog ate my homework,” does not negate the zero. Common
sense, right?
Not so common today. Today’s conspiracy theorists have made
proficient use of the commercial possibilities in the situation
and there has been an impact well beyond their limited sight or
care; resulting in their absurd suggestion of a de facto anti-
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American support for terrorism. No, it is not admitted or stated
so simply. That’s why I said de facto. Sure. Right. The US is
creating warful entities which will bankrupt it, and make it
irrelevant in the world. Anyone who says this should not be
spoken with.
Thanks to the Warren Commission, the fact that the US
government sometimes lies to its citizens makes them the
perennial bad guys; subject to a scrutiny no other sovereign in
the world has had to endure.
Up until 1963 few Americans thought that there was any
stealth bombing in the air. Led by the US, the Allies had wiped
out the Fuhrer and sent Fascism to its temporary grave. The
world was safe for a democracy led by the good guys. The kids
would grow straight and tall. Levittown grew where potatoes once
did. ‘I like Ike’ buttons were the extent of political
erudition. That’s what Americans thought, despite Eisenhower’s
final address which said; ‘Beware the military-industrial
complex.’ He may have been the one who coined that word; hence
the misunderstanding.
Back then the US only had to worry about those goddam
commies with nukes a few miles away. So, when the bell went off
all the kids ran down to the school basement, and stood facing
the wall, with one hand behind their head. .............. ‘Hey,
it doesn’t hurt to be prepared,’ the authorities said. The kids
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alternated between amusement and anxiety as they had seen films
of the bomb’s effects.
A younger man was elected president. He beat Nixon in a
close one. No matter how much of a peace-nik, Gandhi-esque,
saint-hero he is painted in certain foreign circles today, his
short time in office was not considered a success, in any sense
of the term, in its time and place. Nor was he considered a
failure. The first posthumous book about him was titled;
‘Johnny, We Hardly Knew Ye.’ This man, who is now worshipped for
being a martyr to whichever trigger one wishes to choose, was
having mixed results. Risking global warfare, his authorization
of the Cuban blockade proved to be effective; and is likely also
to have been his greatest moment. The Russian ships turned back.
Yet, those who choose to mis-remember history, now see him as
the Prince of Peace, among other things.
I’ve got a bit of news. A BLOCKADE IS INTERNATIONALLY
CONSIDERED AN ACT OF WAR.
Then he had to go to Texas; and ride around in an open
topped car. I mean, really, would you feel safe driving around
Texas in an open topped car? Oh sure, I guess Connolly said it
would be all right, but look at his results; a ricocheting
bullet or two. Everyone else knows that there is always a
ricochet. The fact that it was surreptitious warmonger LBJ’s
home state was apparently not a consideration. I guess that’s
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20-20 hindsight as Lyndon was an outspoken anti-Viet Nam war
Senator, just prior to his Vice Presidency. Who could predict
that this peace-nik would choose to fund the war machine, better
than it had ever been previously funded in non-inflation-
adjusted dollars?
The up shoot of this whole messy affair is that this
admitted mistake still has a life and repercussions a half
century later. The absurdity at this point seems to be that it
is more difficult to find a group who did not want JFK dead;
than it is to find many that supposedly did. The latest theory
is that Jackie did it, in her leopard skin pillbox hat.
In its time the assassination engendered little of the
speculative furor it has now gathered in the US; though European
sources immediately picked up on the issue. This general topic
will be later discussed, in the context of how it is still true
today, that foreign interests are at the core of what can easily
be viewed as anti-US propaganda.
In 1963-64 the nation was shocked. Things were quickly
changing. And let’s face it; as much as people say that they
want things changed; when presented with an alternative; they
invariably say; ‘No, not that.’ It is only in subsequent decades
when they say; ‘We should have,’ implying their inconsequential
support which was non-existent at the appropriate time when it
actually might have had some significance.
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Asides, asides. The Warren Commission founded the US
conspiracy industry by saying that Oswald acted alone.
................... No fucking way they could have been right.
What some don’t seem to understand is that to say that Harvey
had a partner is not the same thing as saying that that partner
was the CIA, FBI, Shadow US Government, Cuba, Russia, FSB, KKK,
the Federal Reserve, the Banksters, the Mafia, the Military
Industrial Complex, the Zionists, the Bilderbergers, the
Illuminati, the Masons, Jackie or the Boy Scouts of America. It
is just saying that all evidence strongly suggests that he had a
partner. Most likely Lee had a lackluster cohort with nothing
else to occupy his time, proficiency with a rifle and an
extraordinary ability to keep his mouth shut.
Why the conspiracy theorists never openly consider the
possibility that LHO had a nut friend; as un-accomplished as
himself; is a testimony to how skewed the interests of those
same conspiracy theorists are. The substantially foreign
grouping, with the possible exception of one fat-headed
loudmouth relocatee now ensconced in West Texas, have found a
way to extract Yankee dollars through providing no value while
producing potential problems.
Yes, you are 100% right in pointing out that the
economically conducive speculations concerning the little-green-
men events which played out in a remote area predated the
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Kennedy debacle; thereby having a legitimate claim to grand-
daddy, conspiracy theory status. However, I would contend that
this observation is formed with the benefit of 20-20 hindsight,
incorporating ‘ideas’ which only subsequently became popular. In
its time, the ‘Roswell Incident’ was popularly considered some
sort of joke, perpetrated by some drunken farm-boy in serious
need of attention or one who wished to sell tickets for a tour
of his useless land. He was aided by one unfortunate statement
made by a military man not versed in public relations, and some
well-placed aluminum foil.
On the Southern hand, the delivery of 3,000 automatic high
powered, military caliber, weapons to the Sinaloa Drug cartel in
Mexico, via the operations of the Drug Enforcement Agency
partnership, in a supposed sting operation, resulted in the
deaths of thousands of Mexican civilians, police, military and
US Border Patrol Officers. This is never discussed by the alien
conspiracy guys. I guess it’s just too current; too possibly
relevant and dangerous for them to get off the safe ground
provided by the museum pieces purchased decades ago. The
obviously illegal operation was sanctioned by Obama and Attorney
General Eric Holder. No one has yet been held responsible!!!!
There is no ongoing investigation!!
What kinds of maniacs arm these types of people????? Why is
this not investigated? The answer to the first question is that
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they are either sociopaths in a position to make money from the
powers within the Military Industrial Complex; ones afraid of
the Military Industrial Complex; stupid sociopathic thrill
seekers; and those chromosomally abundant. The second question
is one step more multifaceted. The primary reason is because it
is more dangerous than making a living from writing about
antiquated irrelevances. Another is that since a foreigner, one
named Murdoch, has been allowed to control all US mainstream
news any such investigative stories are scrutinized to death by
the editors and the writer’s career becomes jeopardized.
Questions similar to; ‘Might there be a fact not here
articulated which may be available out there which could be of
some significance to someone somewhere which you have not
included in your report?’ As phrased the only possible answer is
‘yes,’ which sends the reporter back to the drawing board with a
suspicion that they didn’t like what he said. Of course it would
be socially objectionable to criticize Obama, and you all know
why that is. Without any public mention of it he increased the
spending and troops for the ‘War on Terror’ four times over
Dubya and Cheney.
Once again suspicion must surround the truest discernable
reason for the arming! Maybe to help protect the CIA's prize
cash cow on America's doorstep!
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At the same time Obama was being sworn in as president for
the first time, senior Republicans held a meeting at a
Washington DC restaurant. At the meeting, they conspired to
block any and all of Obama’s programs and policies. They agreed
to simply not work with him on anything. The GOP accelerated
their programs of striking voters off the voting lists, passing
laws requiring specific ID while voting, ID that the elderly,
poor and many college students cannot afford. They also
gerrymandered every state so Democrats could not win
Congressional seats. Within months of Obama taking office, the
Democrats lost the House and barely controlled the Senate. They
control neither now. It was a miracle Obama’s first policy
effort, the one he ‘borrowed’ from Hillary, the Affordable Care
Act, was passed, even in the bastardized form it took.
Many of the problems Americans have in this country now are
due to someone from another part of the world. As previously
mentioned, the easy example is Rupert Murdoch and his phony Fox
News. That channel has destroyed journalism in this country and
made heroes out of some of the dumbest people he could find.
The Dems took a hard right turn after the election of
Reagan. They thought the country was going that way, too. It
wasn't though. There were a couple of sociological studies done
after Reagan's election to find out why, after the wildness of
the Sixties and Seventies, Americans would elect such a
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conservative Republican. It turned out the men who did a one
eighty and voted for Reagan were largely the Vietnam anti-war
protesters who proved to be not really anti-war, but were anti-
going-to-war-themselves. When Nixon introduced the draft lottery
and the male protesters realized they weren't going to be
drafted, they left the anti-war movement and started voting the
greed ticket.
It was a leap of faith for anyone to have expected a super
liberal agenda from Obama’s undisclosed and unquestioned ‘new
ideas.’ In actuality ‘the new ideas’ have proven to be the
legalization of gay marriage which is actually handled at state
level and gay military service which was handled by Clinton,
coupled with a botched confusion of a National Healthcare Plan,
and an increasingly continued funding and bombing of Bush’s
fifteen year old ‘War on Terror.’ His perceived race has cowered
any Liberal criticism; and the college students, high school
teachers, and old hippies who originally bought all that un-
named pie in the sky stuff are silent now. This man will someday
go down in history as one of the worst presidents of all time;
as well as the number one most untouchable. There are things
worth speaking and writing about; but the foreign conspiracy
theorists will only regurgitate safe, old, and unproven stories.
Here is where that foreign, Australian devil, Rupert
Murdoch, once again steps in to subvert the American democratic
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process through his fearful minions. Bernie has been rendered
mute in the mainstream. Rumpole is there every single day and
little brother Jeb-of-the-Throne-Game is there, unless he again
manages to say something particularly stupid by Bush standards.
Everyone agrees that the largest issue mankind faces today
is Terrorism. Someone defined that term as; ‘Violence propagated
by the disenfranchised; while the same kind of violence
propagated by the powers that be is called National Defense.’
Some may dismiss this as semantics, but some are just plain
wrong. To complicate matters further, conspiracy theorists and
their followers propose that much of these activities are ‘false
flag’ operations. A further question might be; ‘Who started the
mess?’ The question may have no relevance in terms of peaceful
solutions attainable today. All parties claim that they are
acting in self-defense with god on their side and the
populations which support them do not vote for atheists. A
simple level of cynicism suggests that because of their
insatiable demand for oil the US chose to get involved, and have
found a need to get more involved every year. Rest assured that
there is much more to it; but you’ll never hear it from a
conspiracy theorist.
It seems painfully obvious that terrorism, like beauty, is
in the eye of the beholder.”
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The screen turned blue for five seconds. When the video was
restored a somewhat disheveled and distraught appearing Adnan
Koshaggy was still in his chair; though Luc Godard and his wife
were gone. He was leaning as far left as the chair allowed; in
an apparent attempt to distance himself from the young man in
the chair to his right. He introduced the man as Dez D. Light,
mentioning that he had written a few e-books people have yet to
discover; and that among other accomplishments he had written a
few Goofreads reviews which had gotten him some notoriety as a
troll among less than ten, but nonetheless marginally
‘significant’ GFR writers-reviewers-librarians. Dez was a US
citizen, residing in Arcata, California, after having emigrated
from Brooklyn. Dez was flailing his arms around in a manner
which made Adnan appreciative of the distance; though in
actuality Dez was waving to his eight passionate followers.
Adnan inquired; “I’m sure you have been listening to the
words of our previous guests. What would you like to add to the
earlier commentaries?”