The Good Citizen
1 Dec 2023 | 1:42 pm
1. A Criminal of Purpose
Become a criminal of purpose. Put yourself in jail, and extricate yourself by your own wisdom.
— Miyamoto Musashi
The Book of Five Rings
Note: This post was originally split into two parts, but they don't work well separated.
Preparation AchesFor decades the preppers and survivalists were mocked and chided as paranoid obsessives or fearful impulsives. While their numbers increased after the financial crisis of 2008, and those with gold and silver holdings made out very well in the aftermath of that latest banker-created scam, the masses of deluded normies still mocked them as if everything would go back to normal.
The preppers and survivalists have thick skin because they know things the normies don't. Those Normie words do nothing to keep them from preparing for anything and everything. Sticks and stones not only can't hurt them, but they use them for fire kindling and slingshots.
Then March 2020 happened and the global population was imprisoned for an invisible sniffles bug they were told was creeping everywhere and inside everyone. When the normie rush to big box retailers kicked off for toilet paper and bottled water, and whatever scraps of frozen and canned foods remained on the shelves the preppers were at home, comfortably observing the weeks of chaos with chronic cases of mild to severe schadenfreude.
While not all preppers are survivalists, and few have all the skills required to be considered well-rounded preppers, none of the preppers and survivalists are normies.
There are homestead preppers, defense preppers, financial preppers, food preppers, doomsday preppers, and nuclear armageddon preppers. Each group of specialized preppers has a little knowledge and skillset utilized by every other group.
The more one knows about each specialty, the more prepared they are for any type of coming calamity, all of which must be foreseen to be mitigated. The mentality of every well-rounded prepper is that all of the foreseen calamities are just around the corner, with a few unforeseen ones as well.
The irony of setting off on the Oregon Trail for preppers is that once the journey begins, there is no destination—it can never end because the prepper becomes certain that as soon as they relax even a little bit to set up camp and enjoy rabbit stew, they'll be caught, unprepared, with a band of roaming Shoshone taking their scalps. And an unprepared prepper is destined for the same result as every normie—confusion and chaos, or death.
The homestead preppers have their piece of heaven, their plot of earth to toil and roam. These plots are isolated and secure with a fresh water supply nearby. They've upgraded them with perimeter fencing, warning technologies, motion sensors, night vision surveillance, and maybe even 12 gauge trip wires to warn of wild animals or intruders. Nothing will raid their garden or come within a country mile of their front door without them knowing in advance. But one day someone will try, and that day could be today.
The defense preppers have all that perimeter security with a couple of fierce working dogs, maybe Malinois or German Shepherds roaming the premises. They also have bug-out bags, hideouts, bunkers, and more arms and ammunition than a well-organized militia. If that zombie apocalypse ever strikes these people will be "the last of us." One day it will happen. It's just around the corner.
Food preppers are canning and preserving wizards. They have orchards and acres of vegetables, nightshades, and fruits. To extend the growing season they have root cellars and greenhouses with more vegetables and verticle stacks of herbs. They keep chickens, maybe a pen of hogs, a flock of sheep, or a cow or two for milking until the slaughter.
In their cold dry basement, they have enough food to feed five families for a few years if all the grocery stores on earth suddenly disappear, or the food supply magically finds engineered deficits. Food insecurity is the number three step of the tyrant's guide to enslaving the masses, after speech laws, and gun grabs. One day it will happen. It's just around the corner.
All it would take is a couple of engineered strikes of a few labor unions like United Farmers, combined with less fertilizer production, or deficits of nitrate and potash to curb crop yields, maybe a government plan to reduce farming and agricultural production to "save the planet" from an essential element needed for plants and trees to flourish.
Throw in some supply chain disruptions in the Panama Canal or Suez or both, and those food preppers start to look like geniuses for simply preparing for what they could see coming.
The financial preppers have their Liberty safes with digital codes that the feds have access to filled with stacks of silver liberties, buffalos, gold Krugerrands, maples, or Her Majesty the late queen. Nobody is stacking The Great Reset's royal pimp King Charles. Every financial prepper must have a sufficient overlap on the prepper ven diagram with the homestead prepper and defense prepper to deter home invaders from a big heist.
These preppers know the dollar is on its last days, and the entire financial system will be intentionally reset as those in power continue to destroy petrodollar-based geopolitical hegemony through one seppuku policy after another. Turns out that weaponizing your currency against other countries through economic sanctions and incessant bullying doesn't inspire confidence in former friends around the world to want to keep holding your debt. Printing endless dollars for the controlling classes to loot on the backs of three generations of Americans with no rudimentary understanding of money or finance is easy theft.
More on failed banks seizing cash soon after bank runs, and the coming destruction of crypto here:
In recent days gold has hit six-month highs with the deluded "market" believing the Fed will lower rates next year because inflation is on the way down. This has pushed the dollar index downward, and with corporate buybacks and CTAs luring retail idiot investors into another bull trap the stock markets are running up on hopium and vapors again.
Banks have been shutting down branches by the hundreds each year since 2021 to cut costs because of the yields on treasuries they're forced to hold. March saw the collapse, bailout, or mergers of several banks, with the Federal Reserve forced to create another temporary plug in the leaking ship that is sinking the financial system. The entire Potempkin charade is a satire, a laughable exercise in delaying an inevitable collapse until it can be blamed on something else, or someone else—like Russia, Iran, or China and another engineered banker war.
All wars are banker wars.
The fact is inflation is at 8%, double the regime's rigged official figure, and it peaked around 20% last summer, double the regime's rigged figure at the time. Any consumers not suffering short-term memory loss who frequent grocery stores know that the prices of everything essential on those shelves have doubled in the past few years. The financial preppers know that inflation is compounding, and unless wages increase at the same rate of inflation while decreasing easy credit, people are losing their labor value with every hour worked and every paycheck earned.
Soon, holding dollars will be like holding C-4 with an invisible timer. The fiat bomb is ticking and it will be detonated for the global agenda of World Economic Controlled Demolition.
More on engineering global economic collapses here:
While there is no greater weapon for inducing mass fear in the population (apart from non-existent invisible round spikey things) than nuclear armageddon, it's more than likely this was always the purpose of keeping nuclear stockpiles armed and ready and ending the de-escalation treaties borne of the late Cold War Glasnost era.
Don't bank on any nuclear exchanges no matter how tense the "dialogue" seems between nuclear powers, the parasitic controllers have too much valuable real estate in the northern hemisphere and they don't want it radioactive and worthless, they simply want all of what they don't already have.
The nuclear armageddon preppers are the most peculiar lot because they have to entertain some pretty dark scenarios to prepare for a world of thermonuclear exchanges and the subsequent century of inhospitable and uninhabitable nuclear winter that would follow.
The nuclear scenario requires food, water, iodine tablets, and gas masks, all inside an underground bunker with an air filtration system to live for a week or more after the mushroom clouds blanket the northern hemisphere. This all begs the obvious question of this peculiar bunch: If they believe this will happen, why not just save half a million dollars and move to Patagonia? They have clean water, and real food not injected with chemicals, and the cost of an underground bunker would be 50% off.
My Grandaddy tilled this land and his Grandaddy before him! I ain't going nowhere!
If you believe that any day now your great grandaddy's cucumber patch will be giving off five thousand Roentgen an hour when Vlad launches those Sarmats what the hell have you emotionally attached yourself to? Why would you pay taxes to a nation you believe is hell-bent on making this earth-destroying humanity-culling nightmare scenario a reality, forcing you to spend six or seven figures preparing for it? And even if you do make all the preparations do you think your government will provide you with ample warning in those fifteen minutes from the launch of hypersonic nukes before impact and your certain death? Why are you betting your life savings and life on an assumption your government will tell you the truth for once?
Companies manufacturing underground nuclear-proof bunkers have been doing steady business since the plandemic, offering a range of bunker models as if they were second homes. After watching a few Atlas Shelter videos on YouTube, a company based in Texas that has expanded operations to Europe, I learned that surviving a nuclear exchange with a 90% favorability only requires putting the earth above your head, with as little as five feet of earth being enough.
A well-sealed shipping container with air filtration, and food storage for just a week would increase that favorability to 98% or greater. Throw in iodine and water treatment tablets and one-year survival outcomes rise to near certainty.
But what kind of world awaits the nuclear armageddon preppers when they emerge from their air-conditioned subterranean vacation home foxholes?
What do they do with their underground hotels until things get hot?
Could they collect some side hustle income until N-Day arrives by renting it out on AirBnB?
The Atlas Arizona model could deliver some sweet cheddar, with two bunk houses sporting ten bunk beds, two bedrooms, six showers, seven sinks, six toilets, a game room, a greenhouse, and a cinema room. I hear the views are gorgeous.
Are y'all coming to Texas for the holidays this year?
Yes we are, we're so excited to see you and Dale and the kids again.
Oh, that's great, where y'all staying?
In a nuclear shelter fifteen feet underground outside of Denton. They have a ping pong table, shuffleboard, and bunk beds. The kids can't wait.
There are preppers of all stripes and then there are survivalists.
If the two categories could be distinguished by a movie it would be Rambo Part II. The preppers are Murdoch and the team at headquarters with the Hueys, the comms, the weapons, and the million-dollar equipment. When it all fails at the start of the mission, there's just one man—the survivalist with his compound bow, arrows with explosive tips, bowie knife, biceps, and bare hands, who knows that he's expendable.
If some preppers are survivalists, and all survivalists are preppers, then some preppers are not as prepared to survive as they may think.
If the homestead preppers had to flee their homes, how many would do well out in the wild playing the survivalist?
If the food preppers had to abandon their food stash, how many would last one week across the Rocky Mountains in winter?
If the financial preppers could only take a few stacks of gold kruggerands into a post-apocalyptic frontier, how much fresh water would those stacks get them in a world where safe food, clean water, and weapons are gold?
Could they kill a white-tailed deer with a limited edition Trump silver bar?
Maybe.
There are many outcomes and variables to consider when prepping, and they all revolve around six major themes: shelter, warmth, wealth preservation, water/calories, energy, and defense.
Once those major themes are addressed, the questions begin, and they all start with the same six words: When the shit hits the fan…?
When the SHTF will the water still be running? Will there be round-ups and transfers to government concentration camps a la Australia in 2021 based on a made-up virus spreading a contagion of irrational fear?
How will we run the generator when our diesel fuel stores are gone? Where will we get power when they shut the grid down for "climate change" fear-mongering? What would we do for comms if an EMP took out all satellites and telecom infrastructure, or even a solar storm? Where would we play Angry Birds?
If preparing sounds exhausting, well, that's because it is, and that's why most people will never be close to prepared for the mildest emergency, even if they're told it's coming, and they agree that some preparations should be made.
The great Mark Steyn wrote, "The assumption of permanence is the illusion of every age." People of every age are blinded by the illusion. "That foreseen emergency I've been reading about for a decade now on all my favorite blogs, it'll come someday," people tell themselves.
It didn't happen yesterday, so it won't happen today. We can start tomorrow.
My father kept an eye on the Cascadia earthquake subduction zone for thirty years, long before anyone was talking about it. He spent his working years managing the construction of electrical substations near the hydroelectric facilities lining the Columbia River. After trips to southern California with structural engineers (where a lot of those lines send power) in the aftermath of earthquakes, taking soil samples and assessing how well certain equipment fared and why others failed, he was well versed in the damage risks of even mild Southern California earthquakes.
After the big one in Japan in 2011, he spent years watching tsunami videos on YouTube imagining what will 100% happen in the next fifty years to the Oregon and Washington coastlines. Of all the emergencies to be prepared for, that's the one that's definitely 'around the corner.'
And yet despite knowing this and following the work of Oregon State University geologists taking sediment samples beneath the Pacific Ocean for decades to estimate the frequency of "big ones"; despite spending hours watching animated simulation videos of the entire fault line slipping toward a 9.0 magnitude bomb, and reading about all the downed bridges across the Pacific Northwest, and how rescue operations would take weeks to reach people with food and medicine, and how the foundation of his house would likely pop up three meters dislodging water lines, my father never once bought the emergency food supplies or water sachets that he kept saying he would buy.
He obsessed over an emergency that geologists say has a 35% probability of happening at any moment, increasing by 1% each year until E-Day, and yet, after all those years, knowing all those facts, he did nothing.
If this sounds foolish it may very well be, to a prepper. However, I'm pretty sure he catastrophized the whole event so thoroughly in his mind that he often admitted they wouldn't make it and resigned himself to a fate of nature's timing that most preppers and survivalists spend massive fortunes fighting.
After moving the folks to a semi-remote gated community in Arizona last summer the Cascadia threat is no longer, and his obsessions with this catastrophe have dwindled. And yet, in another episode of "I must be adopted" this past black Friday, he and Mama Citizen finally pulled the trigger on the website mypatriotsupply.com and bought a thirty-day supply of emergency food that will last 25 years in proper storage conditions—mostly because it was discounted.
Still, the mentality of the average person is, "We can always prepare tomorrow."
Until… it's March 18, 2020, and all the toilet paper and bottled water are gone from the shelves.
Until…it's March 20, 2020, and the Polish cops come by your apartment every day at 14:00 to ensure you are locked down for the sniffles bug.
Yes, that was my life for two straight weeks after arriving on a flight from Mexico City on the first day of global lockdowns and having Polish soldiers get all my contact information on board the plane at the arrival gate.
If I dared leave my flat the police would have fined me $1200.
It was that day when I was unprepared that I became a mild prepper overnight, and having set out on that path, now often ask those prepper "When the SHTF?" questions before making major life decisions.
Having set out on that journey, which once started, cannot cease, I've also come to ask the question: Is there such a thing as obsessive prepping that hinders living?
The shortness of our existence meets the economy of attention and emotional investment at the crossroads of cheating death or living and loving life.
Choices must be made.
Can one travel both paths?
There's preparing, surviving, and thriving, and there are also those who go past the edge of the cliff into the great dark abyss of living in constant fear and paranoia through the process of becoming obsessively prepared.
The number of growing websites and YouTube channels dedicated to prepping is dizzying. There's Survival Dispatch, The Canadian Prepper, City Prepping, Sensible Prepper, and for those who prefer a female hero there's Survival Lilly.
There are investment advice channels that peddle catastrophe porn to lure newbie investors into buying their software or investing in their schemes. Each new thumbnail outdoes the previous day's in calamity clickbait and yet, people can't help themselves.
There's Steve Van Metre, the bond king, who posts daily videos combining market analysis with financial doomsday warnings that simply never materialize in the weeks that follow. He sells specialized software that front-runs computer trading algorithms that determine market prices today. According to his videos, his CTA Timer Pro software is never wrong, ever. He attracts new money with clickbait chicken little thumbnails. Are many of his long-term market and economic assessments true? Sure. Are many of these assessments overblown hysteria that financial controllers will patch up with some new special-purpose vehicle that will only worsen inflation? Yes, and anyone paying attention already knows that.
Then there's the full spectrum survival channel, which sports 370,000 subscribers. One look at recent thumbnails also says it all.
He seems like a well-intentioned father and husband who wants to protect his family and help others do the same. His channel hosts many useful survival videos, but his entire income appears predicated on scaring the shit out of his followers with overblown hysterical, and irrational interpretations of daily domestic and global geopolitical events.
Take the border crash in upstate New York from last week. His rush to post a video without details led him to completely misinterpret what was either a vaxident, murder-suicide of a wealthy couple, or Anne Heche style remote controlled crash by alphabet agency or Mossad psychopaths meant to look like a terror attack, with Zionist-funded stenographers reporting an Iranian passport found at the scene. For him, it wasn't options A or B, it had to be a terror attack that was simply covered up.
He does this nearly every other day, selecting information to fit a catastrophic narrative because fear is a powerful weapon of consumer manipulation to lure more patrons. The same is true for this platform. There are more than a few Substacks that have no other agenda than to peddle daily Vaxocaust fear porn to readers. While it can't be good for the psyche of readers, it probably pays those Substackers very well.
Frozen with fear, hindered by mental instability and physical inaction is exactly where the manipulators of global events want the masses.
What we pay attention to, believe, and use as valid information to guide us in our major decision-making processes can often be to our detriment, and lead us down the wrong path.
This brings us to the most important kind of prepping not just for surviving but thriving; a kind of prepping that most of those fear-porn channels rarely mention. While they exhaustively cover those six major themes—shelter, water, warmth, calories, energy, and defense, and all the gadgets, equipment, supplies, risk assessments, potential calamities, and scenario exercises to prepare for each one, far too many of them manage to ignore the most essential tool for survival.
Miyamoto Musashi, a renowned Japanese swordsman and ronin, famous for his unmatched skill in swordsmanship authored the famous philosophical work "The Book of Five Rings" (Go Rin No Sho), in 1645. It is a classic text on martial arts strategy, tactics, and philosophy. Musashi touches on various aspects of preparedness, both in the context of combat and in life.
One of Musashi's key ideas is preparedness and the concept of "Heijōshin", which means having a calm, steady, and unflappable mind. A warrior, and by extension, any person, should be mentally prepared and maintain composure in all circumstances. This state of mind allows for clear thinking and effective decision-making in critical situations.
Musashi wrote, "In the void is virtue, and no evil. Wisdom has existence, principle has existence, the Way has existence, the spirit is nothingness." This highlights the importance of being grounded in wisdom and principle, suggesting that a clear, uncluttered mind (the void) is the key to virtue and effectiveness.
It's quite possible that centuries before there were modern-day 'preppers' there was Miyamoto Musashi who asserted that the most prepared for adversity are not those with the most wealth and riches to accumulate the most gadgets and gear, but those who have challenged themselves in life by not always desiring the easy path. The strongest swords are forged with extreme elements. First, the intensity of the burning fire followed by the ice-cold water.
"Do not sleep under a roof. Carry no money or food. Go alone to places frightening to the common brand of men. Become a criminal of purpose. Be put in jail, and extricate yourself by your own wisdom," Musashi writes. Self-reliance and the necessity of being prepared for and resilient in the face of adversity cannot come without constant challenges to mind and body.
Musashi also emphasized adaptability to respond fluidly to changing circumstances: "You must understand that there is more than one path to the top of the mountain," he said. Preparedness is not just about having a fixed plan, a notebook with flow charts for various situations, but about that Marine Corps. motto—improvise, adapt, overcome.
Overall, Musashi's teachings advocate for constant readiness, mental flexibility, and the cultivation of an unshakable spirit. His ideas on preparedness extend beyond physical combat and have been applied in various fields such as business, sports, and personal development, resonating with people who seek a disciplined, mindful approach to life's challenges.
If you have ever been in a sticky situation, maybe even a life-or-death emergency with other people, you may have noticed the different personalities that suddenly emerge when adversity strikes.
AdriftI first saw this as a young boy, in a grave situation in the middle of the mighty Columbia River. Nearly every Sunday in the summer we would join several families at a beach on Sauvie's Island. All the kids were part of the local swim team—all strong swimmers.
By the age of this event, nine or ten, I was one of the strongest and had already accumulated several shoe boxes of blue ribbons and various trophies including the most valuable swimmer on a team of 120 swimmers aged 8-18. By age seventeen, the last year I swam for the team, my name was on all but four pool records going back to age eight.
A boy and girl two years older than myself were goofing around on a floating single mattress and a small two-person raft. She was on the mattress holding onto a rope tied to our raft, with no ores. Nobody was wearing a life jacket, not that they would have helped us, but we all simply viewed those (for better or worse) as things for people who couldn't swim.
After fooling around splashing each other, none of us noticed the current had quickly dragged us toward the center of the river and even closer to the other river bank which was Washington State. When we heard all our parents and a dozen other kids screaming we looked back towards Oregon and saw them jumping up and down excitedly waving downriver where mighty container ships entered from the Pacific Ocean at Astoria to dump their cargo at the port of Portland.
Every other Sunday, one of those large container ships arriving was the massive Toyota vessel coming from Japan with the latest Toyota imports for the Pacific Northwest. When we saw the nose of the ship there were mixed reactions. The girl panicked and almost lost the handle on the rope connecting her to our raft. The boy older than me suggested we paddle toward Washington's shore and recross the river to Oregon after the ship passes, to which the girl agreed. As we paddled we barely moved after five minutes and gassed ourselves out. When we stopped to rest, I noticed the current had quickly dragged us back to where we started.
The ship was getting larger and larger by the minute as we went nowhere. It was headed right for us and by now had seen us and was blasting its horn which alerted all the beachgoers at shore to our situation.
I knew the paddling by hand was useless, and having to drag a girl on a separate single mattress was slowing us down. With only room for two people, I demanded the girl take my place inside the raft and toss her mattress on top so we only had one inflatable to move, together. With our arms burned out from paddling I told the other boy to quickly get out of the raft and join me in the water.
We began kicking. He wanted to kick perpendicular toward the shore, but we needed to use the river's natural current to our advantage or we would be stuck in the same situation again—completely exhausted and having moved nowhere.
They yelled and cursed at me to kick toward shore and not toward the oncoming vessel, but I ignored them. I kicked my legs harder than any swim race while cursing them back, and demanded the older boy join me in propelling us at an angle with the river's current. We screamed epithets at each other. Blame went around. There was talk of death.
By now the ship was enormous. The bow was round, a blue and white steel wall, and towered above us like a skyscraper at only a hundred meters away. The rust from parts of the hull was visible. I could see paint chips and water outlets. We had maybe three minutes to move out of the ship's path to avoid being sucked into its draft. If we were even within ten meters the sheer weight of the ship would produce a suction effect that would have pulled us right into its side and maybe beneath its hull.
As we both kicked simultaneously toward the vessel and the shore we finally started moving a little but it wasn't fast enough. I cursed at the girl to jump toward the front of the raft and start paddling with both arms. We kicked and paddled, and kicked and paddled, as the ship blasted its horn in front of us. Using the downstream current in our favor was enough to get us more than twenty meters away.
Exhausted, we stopped to watch as the ship passed us by. The ship may have altered course slightly to help us, but I didn't notice any help at the time. The Toyota letters were massive. The crew was outside on the bridge looking down at us with binoculars. We used the ship's wake to propel us toward shore where a large crowd of family, friends, and strangers awaited us.
We probably took several years off our parents' lives that afternoon.
Strangely, they weren't angry with us. Just relieved.
As I relived those fifteen minutes in the following days, I began to realize that panicking and cursing each other did us no favors, and we would have been much better off if we remained calm and used our brains first, to work through our options to find the most practical solution.
The point of this story wasn't just a flex on my former life as a human fish, nor about reacting in stressful situations for one's survival, or how survival is instinctual in all of us. It also might as well be a metaphor. With all that is happening in the world today, it can often feel like we're all just isolated pods, out of control—adrift in a planned future that no free-loving individual would ever desire or consent to without a gun pointed at their head.
Sometimes we become our own jailors and captors, preparing for ourselves the undercurrents that keep us from moving, mental prisons that keep us from growing and excelling.
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The mind is like water. When it's turbulent, it's difficult to see. When it's calm, everything becomes clear.
— Miyamoto Musashi
"Mizu-no-Kokoro" (Mind Like Water)The triumph of psychological framing, flexibility, and having a mind like water can provide the essential propellents to lead us away from undercurrents prohibiting our growth and steer us clear of dangerous obstacles, even those we create for ourselves.
Simply having a positive, constructive attitude and a 'mind like water' is enough to survive many of life's challenging obstacles. A completely prepared individual and family, with all the expensive gear and a ten-page checklist of survival items with flow charts for varying circumstances, who are not flexible, calm, rational, and overreact in adverse situations may fare no better than the marginally prepared individual with a strong mind and adaptable spirit.
The doomsday preppers are especially adept at overreacting to every single world event, and they seem more invested in psychologically justifying the expenses of being overly prepared, emotionally explaining the drastic choices they've made in life—not to convince others—but to ease themselves.
And sure, one day they'll be right. But most days they'll be spinning tales to explain that dystopic future they almost seem to want to manifest.
Is this really a healthy way to live and be in this world?
Constantly in fear of the improbable? Constantly paranoid of the unknown? Isolated from others, distrusting everyone, and preparing for a world that might not even be inhabitable in the worst-case scenario?
Would it not be best to live elegantly and stoically wherever one can, however one must, with whatever time one has left?
Is it worth losing one's mind in preparing for every possible disaster scenario in an isolated encampment while forfeiting the precious time remaining in life, not traveling and exploring, not living and loving, not meeting new people, experiencing all those "things" so many millions have set to ink on their precious Bucket Lists?
What kind of world is worth surviving for?
What kind of man fears death so much, that they're willing to exist in hell to prolong life?
The survivalists would probably argue that in the world we live in now bucket lists are for lost dreamers while prepping is for pragmatic doers, and "I told you so" survivors.
Still, have they spun in their minds all the peculiar trade-offs in that distinction with a big difference between living a life, and escaping death until the next escape that must be prepared for?
The myopia of dedicating all of one's attention, labor, and resources to surviving to merely exist in a dystopic world may be beyond the comprehension of ardent survivalists.
It also may be their raison d'etre. They simply know nothing else. Preparation is the life. Mitigating risk is the journey. Survival is merely the end that all means justify.
The turbulence they constantly imagine they must always prepare for must hinder their ability to see and think clearly. When it doesn't arrive on schedule, they often point to its early "formulations" as if the chaos is happening, it's brewing beneath the surface and will arrive at their door any day now.
The part-time prepper and survivalist, who does not advertise his obsessions, who does not signal his fixations, and who does not reveal his fear through his compulsive planning, the guy with a few acres on that lot you pass by every day, with the chickens, and the woodshed, and the back room of his garage to dress game to fill his oversized freezer chests—he may be the man whose mind is like the calm water and better suited for conflict and adversity when that big barge appears on the horizon.
And if death shall come to him, and he sees it coming, he shall accept it bravely and rationally, as the final stage of existence.
Spark or Sorrow?With my prepping journey receiving the seeds of growth in 2001, 2008, and finally sprouting in 2020, I'm not in any position to offer prepping or survival advice. But I have come to realize in a world of engineered events and manufactured crises, reactions, and prepared undesirable solutions, that this journey to avoid the traps and pitfalls of a demonic global cabal only ends in that Anglican phrase from the Book of Common Prayer—ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Fear, angst, anger, and helplessness should never be a state of emotion when decision-making processes begin or progress. Low-frequency feelings cannot guide practical and productive actions without first destroying the mind and body and setting one on a treacherous path.
Survival is more instinctual in some than others, with the level determined in the same manner as any other attributes one possesses—with the accuracy and quality of information one acquires, and how that molds their beliefs of future events.
I have endeavored to not permit a recent acquisition for the preppers' sentiments to take deep roots, as the majority of future events are indeterminate. More importantly, allowing those parasites who seek to enslave humanity to control my life would be surrendering to their will.
Living in the future, and for a future that nobody can predict, is ignoring the present moment, and not living in the present moment is simply existing.
As Jack London wrote, "I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The function of man is to live, not to exist."
One can still live with purpose and joie de vivre in the present moment, while also making reasonable preparations for the future.
There are ways of being in this world and states of mind and we can choose those ways and states for ourselves.
Is insulation, isolation, paranoia, fear of strangers, doubt in humankind, and full-time dedication to surviving in a world that probably won't permit sparks of brilliant blaze worth it?
All sorrow, no spark.
Jack London also wrote, "I'd rather sing one wild song and burst my heart with it than live a thousand years and be afraid of the wet."
Become that criminal of purpose before those times that try men's souls catch you unprepared, but also, have no fear and sing.
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning
I live by the river
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28 Nov 2023 | 1:57 pm
2. Virtually Lost, Again
00:00-01:00—Intro (The Good Citizen on guitar and vocals)
01:00-04:00—Social Physics, Alex Pentland, Hive Mind, Nudging Populations
04:00-05:00—Terrible Klaus Schwab Impressions
05:00-06:50—UK Behavioral Insights Team, Pandemic Nudging
06:50-09:50—Private-Public mergers, Neo-fascism for a global communist agenda
09:50-11:30—Marc Andreesen's Techno Optimist Manifesto
11:30-14:30—Billionaire delusions; wishful thinking that appeals to children
14:30-17:55—Disembodied beings in asynchronous and algo-curated realities
***Three-minute beer break condescend to five seconds***
18:00-20:50—The classroom laboratory; therapeutic psychology to manage children (enfeebling children)
20:50-23:00—Agenda behind Social Emotional Learning (SEL), Marxist education
23:00-25:00—Political education; sedementing the Post-1960s constitution (diversity, inclusion, racial justice, etc.); Creating activist revolutionaries
25:00-26:35—Blackrock, UN, and corporate equity behind financial enforcement of "woke" indoctrination, entertainment, corporate guidance
26:35-29:00—Why is global capital behind this Maoist ideology of "Woke"? What is "Woke" really?
29:00-30:30—Are we witnessing a new religion or cult that both controls the masses and humiliates them at the same time?
30:30-34:00—Manipulating the child-machine "learning" interface to enforce cult orthodoxies; cameras, biometrics, data-mining
34:00-37:20—Brave New World, Worldcoin orbs, people marching with happy faces unawares toward their digital chains (the ultimate Technocratic apex)
37:20-40:00—Technocracy v.s. Humanity…A spiritual war?
40:00-44:50—Solutions to overcoming technocrats (globopsycho)
44:50-50:12—A story about Prof. Robson and his daughter's phone addiction and how things usually don't turn out the way we imagine
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18 Nov 2023 | 7:19 pm
3. Not. Messing. Around.
The problem is not that "there aren't any political solutions to our problems," or that "nobody is coming to save you" or that "if voting mattered they wouldn't let us do it." The problem is the government needs its citizens thoroughly demoralized by these assumptions or catatonically programmed to believe the opposite.
If I were looking for signs of which Presidential candidate was not controlled in any way by the global cabal I'd start with the guy who is ignored by the corporate media, censored by social media, disregarded by pollsters, had his campaign slogan pilfered by Booby Kennedy and is completely shunned by the so-called "alternative" media.
I'd look at the guy who exposed the Censorship Industrial Complex as the fascistic merger of Big Tech Monolopies and Secret Police agencies a full year before our fren Elon handed those Twitter emails to some "journalists" on this platform.
I'd look at the guy whom the smartest voices in the deepest recesses of the Internet are chatting about.
If he said all the things I've been writing about the past couple of years, I'd take notice, and probably say, "He's good. He's really good."
After wasting far too much time writing about RFK Jr. I've thrown in the towel on him, something I did, and then undid, and redid, about fifty times since he announced his candidacy.
But this one is final.
A Zionist appeaser is always part of the cabal. He guillotined his campaign with his recent war-mongering that should disqualify any candidate.
Ammirite ?
What happened to Bobby ending those forever wars?
Don't be fooled by his recent book on Fauci, and wishy-washy questioning of only some vaccines. Don't be fooled by him talking about endocrine disruptors like atrazine, or calling out the CIA for killing his father and uncle.
As Dr. Shiva has pointed out in recent interviews this Kennedy apple doesn't fall far from the family tree. His uncle, the oft-romantacized JFK signed the Vaccine Assistance Act of 1962 that set the iatrogenocide ball rolling with the formation of the Pharmapocaplyse aims of the CDC. His Uncle Teddy was instrumental in pushing the National Childhood Vaccine Injury Bill signed by Reagan in 1986 that immunized Pharma companies from legal ramifications, years after he drunk-drove a girl into a pond to drown.
That RFK Jr. says he's not against all vaccines and makes headlines as Chief "Anti-Vaxxer" by the despised mockingbird press is indicative of a set-up, given only 2% of Americans have returned for the death jabs. The more they call him a conspiracy theorist and anti-vaxxer as people "mysteriously" clutch their chests and die suddenly, the more they are promoting him, not shaming him.
His path to the White House is still possible:
assuming he gets his name on the ballot in all fifty states
assuming Trump is convicted and sentenced before the Republican convention or cuts a deal to avoid prison if he drops out of the race
assuming he's invited to any debates after the primaries
If the latter happens you can bet your hyperinflated dollar he's part of the national selection process. They invited Ross Perot to depose their former boss George H.W. Bush in 1992 to install their Little Rock Arkancide duo of Bill and Hillary who put the kibosh on prosecuting CIA weapons and drugs smuggling operations out of Mena, AK in the 1980s. The Arkancide duo have been hand-selected cabal members for a long time, but that's how they rigged elections back in the day, with third candidates stealing votes from the party they didn't want.
Apart from RFK Jr.'s recent zio-schilling, he still has a past riddled with question marks, from supporting the prosecution of gun companies in the aftermath of CIA-induced MK Ultra mass shootings to arresting "climate change" deniers.
His "foreign policy" comments at a recent event appear as if they were written for him at a neocon Kakistocrat's desk at the Pentagon.
Do you mean the one that was struck by a Raytheon Cruise Missile on September 11, 2001, Israel's first 9-11, Good Citizen?
Yup, that Pentagon.
Fook. That. Guy.
I want my five hours of essay writing time back, Bobby!
Bobby! Can you hear me, Bobby?
Don't be fooled by third-party candidates just because they're not dumb and dumber; because they're not Beavis and Butthead. I was fooled for half a minute (and five hours) and it makes you feel, well, dumb.
There's only one candidate (probably) not controlled by the cabal and he recently called every other candidate including Trump, Biden, Haley, DeSantis, Ramalamadingdong, and RFK Jr. exactly, what, they, all, are…
Zionist c**ks**kers!Zionism IS NOT Judaism.
The highly programmed normies will call Dr. Shiva "anti-semitic" for using the term zionist—a Jewish Supremacist (the only kind of Supremacy permitted) political movement that is responsible for killing millions of Europeans (see the Bolsheviks and Nazis) and Palestinians in its aims to destroy Europe, transfer hundreds of thousands of Jews to Palestine in the 1930s and 1940s (See Edwin Black's Book The Transfer Agreement, between Zionists and Hitler) to set up a Zionist ethnostate for terror ops, land grabs, and twin tower thermite charges to usher in the Global war on another noun, which strengthened only one country—the Zionist fascist ethnostate.
Non-normie obtuse Americans will be more focused on choosing to be offended by Dr. Shiva's foul language than really contemplating his rapid-fire truth bombs, which is why Americans will never have a country again.
They - can't - focus - on - tru-
Look Daddy! A football game. Can we stay and watch?Few Americans will see the truth of one of hundreds of Dr. Shiva's candid points— that for decades their nation has been controlled by Zionists.
I've never voted in my life because I never saw the point of voting in a one-party system completely captured by corporate power and supranational cabals—including but not limited to Zionists and their evangelical fanatical doomsday nutbag supporters.
In the age of fixed elections, why bother devoting time and attention to any candidates when the outcome is predetermined? When they are all bought by AIPAC?
If it wasn't predetermined, and the system wasn't so corrupted, and Dr. Shiva was on the ballot in my state, AND if I ever decided to return to a state (Montana or New Hampshire, assuming no Flouride in the water in these states) and permit myself to become a slave to the Internal Raping Service to steal a portion of my labor value and labor time for absolutely nothing in return other than the perpetual sins of a bloated self-indulgent pilfering terrorist empire, then I'd vote for Dr. Shiva.
He is not, messing, around.
All the rest of the candidates are pure garbage.
A bunch of low-IQ rats and ideologues who were selected purely for their low IQs, herd mentality, divisive rhetoric, and ability to provide spectacle and distraction as controlled opposition.
Truth about American politics only matters to one candidate, because it's the headline of his campaign poster.
But, even voting for Dr. Shiva would be mostly symbolic. It wouldn't amount to a hill of beans, because he doesn't have a chance to win. The deep programming of the American people can not be reversed. They are as much a liability to you and your well-being as the candidates they defend, vote for, and send money to, so the best thing to do is get the hell away from them.
The problem is not that "there aren't any political solutions to our problems," or that "nobody is coming to save you" or that "if voting mattered they wouldn't let us do it." The problem is the government needs its citizens thoroughly demoralized by these assumptions or catatonically programmed to believe the opposite.
There are political solutions; voting does matter; government can help you
There are no political solutions; voting doesn't matter; nobody is coming to save you
By getting people stuck in the hopelessness of false hope through rigged choices, they've captured the normies constantly bickering about a fixed dialectic meant to keep them at each other's throats; constantly defending the cabal's uniparty.
By keeping people sufficiently demoralized to believe the inverse, they won't be capable of seeing reality.
What reality?
You only need to vote for yourself.Each year—selection year, or no selection year. Each month—selection month, or no selection month. Each day—selection day, or no selection day…pull that lever for yourself.
You and only you will decide your future.
Put your future in the hands of anyone else selected by a global cabal and you lose.
Put your faith in the voting masses— in the stupid, ignorant, vicious, ADHD-riddled, bloated, and seed oil-farting electorate that surrounds you, and you might as well go live in a fifteen-minute city and start acclimating to the taste of bugs.
The only way to break free from this system is to declare independence from all centrally controlled (diseased) systems and focus on preparation through self-reliance.
Vote for the essentials of an insulated life, shielded from forthcoming manufactured calamities.
Clean air, food, soil, water, good shelter, energy, warmth, health, defense.
The minimum setup to insulate from Agenda 2030 would include:
Financial flexibility through precious metals and commodities for the coming collapse of the fiat system (U.S. interest payments on its debt alone topped $1 Trillion this year. Share of foreign-owned U.S. debt dropped to 31% from 45% five years ago. The game, is, over.)
Become at least 50% food and water-independent with at least six months of emergency food storage
Arm yourself sufficiently but not suspiciously
Go remote (away from cities, and suburban sprawls)
Keep Chickens; Fish, hunt, and grow your food (greenhouse protection from falling toxins), while learning long-term food storage solutions like canning, jarring, freezing, and freeze-drying
Obtain alternative energy solutions where possible when the grid "fails"
Keep necessary pharma products on hand (antibiotics, creams, etc.) But learn about alternative medicines; herbal remedies; vitamins; TCM; and natural healing; so you can declare independence from allopathic Rockefeller medicine. Become your own Doctor. Doctors are not gods. They are highly compromised men in white coats who treat symptoms and never underlying dis-ease.
Find people who do the same and stick together; Form those parallel communities to build trust and become more resilient with the help of others
On the journey toward that setup, vote for yourself every day.
After arriving at that destination, keep voting for yourself and your family every day.
It's the only way you win.
Somewhere, somehow, somebody
Must have kicked you around some
Tell me why you wanna lay there
And revel in your abandon
You see, you don't have to live like a refugee
(Don't have to live like a refugee)
No, you don't have to live like a refugee
(Don't have to live like a refugee)
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16 Nov 2023 | 4:13 pm
4. The Spigot
Music is a higher revelation than all wisdom and philosophy.
— Ludwig Von Beethoven
Why do I add music to the end of every post?
The Death of MusicDiscussions of musical evolution often reflect generational differences and evolving tastes rather than objective apexes or declines in artistic creativity or cultural value related to civilizational ascendancy or decay.
To reduce music, and indeed all art to "a matter of individual taste" is to ignore the wider implications of the collective consumption of culture and the powerful and connective experiences music in particular can impart to a society.
To deny a connection between the popular tastes of music in a given epoch, its evolution through different periods influenced by respective triumphs and turmoil, and the arc of ascendancy or decline of a given civilization would ignore obvious signs symbolically expressed lyrically or musically.
The quickening of cultural decline that seems to be the order of this era, is often expressed musically as decadence, debauchery, nihilism, and moral decay. But if recent history is any barometer, there is a specific point in time that appears to have ushered in the decline of popular music, and it may be connected to several emerging techno-social phenomena related to musical production, distribution, and consumption.
Before we trace those lines toward that point, let's first explore some historical patterns to gain some evolutionary insights that might offer both clarity and perspective.
Art and CivilizationThe rise of popular music across the West, from the great classical music of Europe from the seventeenth to nineteenth centuries, to the rise of Blues, Jazz, Rhythm and Blues and Rock & Roll in the United States and Britain, signaled an evolving and transformative artistic apex that, a few lulls and voids excepted, consistently delivered profound emotive auditory experiences at a cultural level.
The relation of art and culture to the rise and fall of civilizations is well documented. In the panorama of history, music, art, and architecture have not merely been expressions of culture, but have also mirrored the spirit of their times, often heralding the rise or signaling the decline of civilizations.
The enduring pillars and temples of Ancient Greece, epitomized by the Parthenon, stand as testaments to the zenith of a civilization dedicated to the pursuit of beauty, order, symmetry, and proportion. This architectural grandeur mirrored the societal values of democracy, philosophy, and a nascent scientific understanding that characterized the Golden Age of Athens.
Contrast the classical beauty of Ancient Greece with the degrading and intentionally demoralizing simplicity of totalitarian societies. Communist architecture, especially the Brutalist style proliferated throughout the Eastern Bloc, stands as a stark symbol of the ideologies that shaped it. Devoid of innovative spirit, frivolity, and human scale, with a focus on raw concrete and functional form, it epitomized the state's overpowering reach into the lives of its citizens. The colossal, austere buildings symbolized concrete edicts of power, designed to dwarf the individual and suppress any spark of rebellion or creative dissent. These buildings were functional in utility, but metaphorically they were monolithic declarations of a society that traded aesthetic beauty for homogeneity of thought and behavioral control.
Creativity and architectural innovation were not just stifled but were considered superfluous or even a threat, as they represented a past that had to be erased. The pervasive sameness of Brutalist structures across the Communist world mirrored the enforced equality where individualism and personal freedom were curtailed, and traditional or classical influences forbidden. They were the structural representations of an oppressive system, their very design anathema to aesthetics, attractiveness, and imagination.
The bludgeoning inhumane conditions came to a head in the 1980s, as the rebellious spirit of (mostly) liberated Western influences broke down the barriers between the two cultures. There is perhaps no cultural marker of the significance of this clash than Bruce Springsteen's live concert in East Berlin in the summer of 1988, particularly the contagious euphoria of 300,000 East Germans singing outdoors, with estimates of twice that amount listening in the area outside the venue.
Springsteen's opening remarks in German, "I'm not here for or against any government. I've come to play rock'n'roll for you in the hope that one day all the barriers will be torn down," set the tone for the event. Songs like "Chimes of Freedom" and "Born to Run" became anthems for the audience, emphasizing themes of liberation and escape from communist oppression.
Moving from the contrasting artistic cultures of two opposing civilizations into the realm of music, the Baroque era brought forth a complexity and grandiosity that echoed the absolute monarchies of its time. Composers like Johann Sebastian Bach and George Frideric Handel composed works that were complex and magnificent, often commissioned by and performed in the courts of the German States and England. Their music, rich in emotional depth and structural intricacy, resonated with the splendor of the architectural marvels of their time, such as the Baroque palaces of Potsdam and Oxford. These compositions, much like the grand edifices that housed their premieres, were a testament to the cultural ambitions and the elevated status of their noble patrons.
The Church was still a prominent influence on musical composers of the time. In the role of patron, the Church commissioned works while simultaneously providing a crucial performance space with stellar acoustics, shaping the sound of sacred music, and creating an environment where the auditory experience was as much a part of worship as the liturgy itself.
In contrast, the Romantic period of the 19th century was marked by a musical revolution that sought to emancipate emotions from rigid rules of social conformity and highlight the individual. Composers such as Ludwig van Beethoven broke through the structured elegance of the Classical era to unleash a passionate and often tumultuous expression of the self and the sublime. This was music that sought to reflect and amplify the human spirit in an age that was grappling with the transformative consequences of enlightenment thinking, and economic growth through the Industrial Revolution, as the peoples of Europe began to question the legitimacy of hereditary monarchies that were dominant for the prior millennia.
The classical era gave way to new forms of musical expression, with new instruments capturing sounds for innovative genres. Amidst the tapestry of cultural expression, the blues emerged as a raw and poignant articulation of the Black experience in the Deep South of the United States. Born from the fields and the hardships of slavery and segregation, the blues was a confluence of African rhythms and European harmonic structures, encapsulating the grind of a lost and outcast community. The melancholic twang of the blues guitar and the soulful depth of its vocals became the musical embodiment of the sorrow and hope of a singular common struggle. The genre was a profound vehicle for emotional connection and storytelling that would influence future popular genres.
Jazz, which sprouted from the seeds of the blues, soon blossomed into an eclectic and sophisticated language of music. It became synonymous with the Roaring Twenties and the defiant exuberance of the post-World War I era. In cities like New Orleans, Kansas City, and Chicago, jazz echoed the pulse of a changing America, with its improvisational nature capturing the era's innovative spirit and the arrival and chaos of modernity. The syncopated rhythms and brassy serenades of jazz mirrored society in the throes of rapid industrialization and urbanization, offering a soundtrack to the turbulence and complexities of the evolving American psyche. Jazz was a cultural phenomenon that challenged often stifling social norms and encouraged a spirit of rebellion through improvisation and exploration.
The arrival of rock and roll in the 1950s conceived from the womb of Rhythm and Blues continued this legacy of music as a reflection of societal shifts. Rock and roll was the sonic emblem of youthful insubordination and a burgeoning counterculture. Artists like Elvis Presley, Fats Domino, and Chuck Berry became icons, their music resonating with the independent and economically vibrant rise of the middle-class youth of the postwar generation. Rock and roll music was inherently intertwined with the era's social issues, from civil rights to the questioning of traditional authority and social conformity.
Its infectious rhythms and primal energy embodied the teenage zeitgeist, symbolizing the cultural revolution that would come to a head in the 1960s and 1970s. It represented a break from the past, much like the automobiles and suburban sprawls that were reshaping the American landscape, signaling a move towards a more open, and contested social order that dared to challenge the tyranny of government overreach through an ever-expanding American empire that, similar to the past twenty years, cared more about influencing other parts of the world through chaos and strife as "foreign policy" than the well being and prosperity of citizens of the homeland.
Musical genres, as diverse and rich as they are, can be incisive indicators of the cultural and moral compass of a civilization.
Punk rock which emerged in the 1970s to displace disco was the reacationary sound of raw discontent. It was a visceral response to what was perceived as a bloated and hypocritical establishment during a period of economic and social decay. This musical critique set to driving power chords, echoing a generation's frustration with a society that felt uniform and unchanging, dark and sometimes hopeless. Perhaps the punk movement also sought to test the limits of extreme grime and overt shock, for the sake of evolving music culture along the paths that preceded it.
In stark juxtaposition, music from the classical period, composed by the likes of Mozart, carried the undertones of an ordered universe. Music was ornate, highly structured, and emotionally expressive. It valued clarity, balance, and form. It echoed Enlightenment principles of symmetry, rationality, and the pursuit of perfection. This was a time when society began to place a higher value on intellectual exploration and individual human potential, and the music of the period often mirrored these ideals with its structured elegance and harmonic simplicity.
Fast forward a few centuries to genres like Hip Hop and Rap and the reflection becomes starker. Apart from early Hip Hop and Rap, today these genres have reached their terminal stages, which always seem to arrive with indulging in the glorification of wealth and conspicuous consumption. The criticism here isn't rooted in its origins or the race and class struggle its favorable critics insist gives its roots cultural value. Those roots have degraded into the celebration of wanton excess and pornographic hedonism. The repetitive and recycled nature of both Rap and Hip Hop rarely indulge creative exploration preferring to favor monetary extraction often at the expense of emotional depth and authenticity.
Reproduction and repetition of musical pieces that lack originality or any aspiration to manifest a genuine expression reflective of a greater human experience or understanding is rejected for the cynical monotony of flexing hyper-individualist desires in a post-modern world where material displays retain all social capital, and where art need not evolve or aspire to anything beyond capturing the attention and dollars of consumers. In many ways, it perfectly encapsulates the social rot and moral decay of present-day America.
Rock and roll, in its golden age, was also a musical revolution, and some made the same accusations of decadence and decay at the time of its emergence. Still, this revolution carried a sense of breakthrough rather than breakage, representing the vitality and energy of post-war youth. Yet, as rock evolved, it too began to mirror the excesses and abundance of the society from which it sprang, and by the 1980s embraced extreme depravity with the idolatrous hedonism of rockstars becoming almost as big as their hair.
The Alternative or Grunge subgenre sought to reject this hedonism through a repackaged individualism that was more sinister and indifferent and deserted money and riches, and their material representations as signs of "selling out" to the forces of corporate dominance that spent the same decade monopolizing nearly every industry, including musical production and distribution toward its final popular resting place.
Music has the power to be the soul's mirror to society for any given decade, revealing through its shifting styles and themes whether a civilization is ascendant and aspirational or hopelessly demoralized and incessantly digging its own grave and anything in between.
Shared Emotional ConnectionsMusic has long been recognized as a potent catalyst for a common cultural experience, weaving individuals toward shared emotion and connection. The concept of "collective effervescence," as described by sociologist Émile Durkheim, captures the essence of communal bonding that occurs during concerts.1 The live music experience acts as a conduit for this phenomenon, leveraging the mirroring capabilities of our neurons, which activate not only when performing actions but also when observing others.2 This neural mimicry can lead to "emotional contagion," to describe the synchronization of shared feelings within a group.3
Studies on the neurochemical impact of music highlight how the shared experience can trigger the release of dopamine, a neurotransmitter linked to pleasure and reward.4 The physical act of moving in rhythm with others during a live performance also fosters a sense of unity and amplifies emotional states.5 This synchronization of movement and rhythm can deepen the connection between individuals, reinforcing the collective experience as trance-like and even hypnotic.6
Marshall McLuhan's famous saying, "The medium is the message" argues that different communication mediums ( print, radio, television, the internet) have unique characteristics that shape how people perceive and interpret information. The medium influences the way people think and interact with the content.7
While his sentiment still stands, it applies more appropriately to media and information than the technologies transforming art and culture. McLuhan died in 1980 and never lived past the analog era to see just how greatly new mediums like the Internet and digital technologies would transform not just how people perceive and interpret information prepared for their consumption by powerful forces, but how they experience and engage with cultural products, especially music.
Shattering ConnectionsThe arrival of the digital age greatly transformed how all culture was produced, promoted, distributed, and consumed, from music, and film, to millions of podcasts that nobody listens to, and finally to what you are reading here—a combination of academic and creative writing for the distribution of ideas.
Digital InterludeBefore we continue along to that technological point that transformed music, let it be known I have no misconceptions about the power of the Internet and the innovations that have sprung from this global network. In less than two years I have been blessed to build this Substack to a low five-figure readership with no promotion on Social Media, and no money allocated for marketing or advertising. The Internet, and specifically this wonderful community on Substack, free from censorship due to its subscription model, has made it possible to share my written thoughts with others. I'm still humbled that others are interested in reading my words. Should these particular words bring value to your life, I hope that you will honor me with your patronage, or share that value with others.
While the digital technological transformations may have democratized cultural production and accelerated access to distribution, bypassing traditional anointed gatekeepers of culture, often overly educated critics living in a few major metropolises, it has also had a deleterious effect on how society consumes music, obliterating the aforementioned connections that could only arise from synchronous consumption that births collective cultural milestones.
If the medium is the message with music, the technological medium that produces, distributes, and broadcasts digital music has delivered a message that this new system dilutes the human experience which conversely degrades any aspiration to produce great works. The new digital marketplaces that have democratized production and distribution, favor quantity and fractional payments that have killed the album experience and ushered in the singles era.
Musical production has atomized consumers, shattering any euphoric shared experiences into a million different movements with no singular genre standing as a bastion of accurate cultural representation. Perhaps that old Seinfeld adage—a show about nothing—is the only true barometer of this musical epoch.
The quality of a civilization's culture is not always in direct proportion to how that civilization rewards cultural production, but a civilization that moves from enormous incentives for popular musical production to fractions of that within a matter of years, will disincentivize and thereby decrease the pool of viable producers.
For example, when teenagers were asked what they wanted to be when they grew up in the United States in the 1960s through 1990s, many would have responded in that predictably superficial way only a mass consumer society that worships money and celebrity would—as a rock star.
Fast forward just one generation and the money and celebrity haven't changed, but the superficial aspiration has morphed into something far more shallow, requiring no talent, charisma, or creative spirit—a YouTube star.
At least the former was rewarded much greater, had to leave home to work (tours), and knew how to play musical instruments and write songs that captured the imagination.
Today the YouTube streamer steals the music produced by yesterday's rock stars while doing nothing that adds anything of value to the culture while talking to someone called "Chat." There is no human connection between those viewers experiencing this stream of nothingness. Any interesting or revolutionary ideas from "YouTube Stars" are more likely to result in censorship, demonetization, and expulsion from the platform.
From Royal patronage commissioning court composers to the phonograph, radio, vinyl, 8-track, cassette, and compact disc, to where we are today, musical compensation of artists peaked in the 1990s, and while the democratization of production and distribution has allowed for greater participation in musicians accessing fans, the amount of compensation has plummeted to indecent poverty, even at the top tier. There is no way to effectively gauge how much the digital transformation of musical distribution has pilfered from musical artists via copyright infringement through outright piracy.
Compare the radio compensation model of the 1950s to the streaming compensation model of corporate tech monopolies. Let's say Elvis' Heartbreak Hotel was played 4x per day on roughly 500 national radio stations at the apex of its popularity. That's 60,000 plays per month at a minimum of .04 cents per play, which came to $2500 per month. If Radiohead's song Creep is streamed ten million times per month nearly thirty years since its release at a payment of .00034 cents per stream or sometimes nothing, with no transparent ledger of accounting besides the word of Silicon Valley thieves, it pays the band $3400 in today's money.
Adjusted for inflation Elvis made $24,000 from radio play in today's dollars, and there was no way anyone could pirate his music with replication technologies. He made even more through vinyl sales. Creep has probably been stolen tens of millions of times through digital piracy costing each band member millions of dollars, but according to digital age accolytes they're supposed to be grateful that their music is being stolen because it helps them "find a new audience."
This brings us to the defining techno-social differences affecting culture and musical consumption in the digital versus analog era.
Analog: synchronous and symmetrical | connected and shared Digital: asynchronous and disparate | disconnected and shatteredThis shift created an atomized music culture while dispensing all shared connections music once supplied. Much of our twenty-first-century world has robbed humanity of shared experiences—a glue that undergirds social cohesion and togetherness.
In the 1980s lines would form around the block of every Tower Records in the United States when a popular artist released a new album. The promotion and music videos released in advance of the album created a buzz. Friends would line up together, purchase a cassette or Vinyl, sometimes both, and then maybe return to someone's home, or sit and park and listen to the album on cassette in a car—together.
Today nobody gets together to acquire musical works of any genre. Everyone is alone, clicking a "buy" button, or running their piracy torrent software to steal from musical artists.
If every individual is fragmented and isolated to experience their own thing alone—usually tinny-sounding digital singles—then the music culture is simply that Seinfeld irony—nothing at all.
To be clear there is a popular music culture in the twenty-first century, but perhaps it represents no culture, signifies no struggle, aspires to no greatness, breaks no barriers, defies no authority, communicates no beauty, connects no society, shares no wisdom, and imparts no flattering reflective commentary on our world, only the aforementioned rot and decay, debauchery and hedonism.
It's as if, sometime at the turn of the century, when the digitally disconnected transplanted the synchronous and analog, all those decades of great popular music that poured into the cultural consciousness binding society through shared creative experience, were all at once, suddenly, shut off at The Spigot.
The SpigotAs a graduate student and later a PhD researcher at one of the oldest universities (Jagiellonian University, 1368, Kraków, Poland) I was lucky to have an academic supervisor who is a Professor of Sociology and Cultural Studies and teaches a course on Music culture.
Born in a working-class borough of South London, Professor Garry Robson came of age during one of the greatest periods of popular music—the 1960s and 1970s and experienced first-hand the bands of the British Invasion before and after they invaded America.
A few times each year a different person in our small circle in Kraków hosted a YouTube party, which had nothing to do with YouTube and everything to do with embracing the platform's last ounce of usefulness—listening to music and watching old music videos, together, as a shared experience. These gatherings lasted sometimes late into the morning hours, without anyone noticing. The keyboard moved around the room and each person chose one or two songs before it reached the next person and so on.
While the surface goal was to experience great music together, in a social setting, it also became a kind of game, of throwing off the others, of shifting the trajectory toward something unexpected yet very much a splendid surprise. Instead of a single DJ curating a musical set, we were four or five DJs curating a musical experience with spontaneity and serendipity.
While any music was fair game, for every fifty songs chosen from the 1950s through the 1990s there was maybe one song chosen after the year 2000, and it usually involved an artist that ascended in a pre-Y2K decade.
One early morning at my flat, a few hours before sunrise it was just Professor Robson and I refusing to allow the music to stop, passing the keyboard wirelessly connected to the TV back and forth when I asked the obvious question— "Why after decades of consistently great music does most music suck after the turn of the century?"
He mentioned the Spigot, and how at some point "they shut it off."
I re-ask the Good Professor this question in Episode #3 of Good Citizen Radio Bleats "The Spigot," so tune in to hear his thoughts on why he believes this happened.
Glory DaysThe absence of the power of a shared music culture to bring people together today (outside of concerts) signifies a profound loss that millions of people, particularly of older generations, deeply sense but cannot accurately understand or describe.
They only know that at some point the music stopped, and the spigot was closed.
A society that has nothing new or innovative to offer in terms of music culture in the present will see generation after generation constantly looking to the past, either out of inspiration, or nostalgia.
They will seek out music that once represented a culture, signified a struggle, broke down barriers, aspired to greatness, defied authority, communicated profound beauty, connected people, shared wisdom, and imparted some reflective commentary on a world that was less anesthetized, less demoralized, more dynamic and vibrant, one that they wish was still around but will never return.
Perhaps that's our music culture now—reliving the glory of past music cultures and sharing it with others.
And that's why I add at least one song to compliment every post here.
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Durkheim, É. (1915). The Elementary Forms of the Religious Life (J. W. Swain, Trans.). George Allen & Unwin.
2Rizzolatti, G., & Craighero, L. (2004). The mirror-neuron system. Annual Review of Neuroscience, 27, 169-192.
3Hatfield, E., Cacioppo, J. T., & Rapson, R. L. (1994). Emotional contagion. Cambridge University Press.
4Salimpoor, V. N., Benovoy, M., Larcher, K., Dagher, A., & Zatorre, R. J. (2011). "Anatomically distinct dopamine release during anticipation and experience of peak emotion to music." Nature Neuroscience, 14(2), 257-262.
5Bernatzky, G., Presch, M., Anderson, M., & Panksepp, J. (2011). "Emotional foundations of music as a non-pharmacological pain management tool in modern medicine." Neuroscience & Biobehavioral Reviews, 35(9), 1989-1999.
6Launay, J., Tarr, B., & Dunbar, R. I. M. (2016). Synchrony as an adaptive mechanism for large-scale human social bonding. Ethology, 122(10), 779-789.
7McLuhan, M. (1964). Understanding Media: The Extensions of Man. McGraw-Hill.
10 Nov 2023 | 2:40 pm
5. Virtually Lost: Human Beings or Things?
Men have become the tools of their tools.
– Henry David Thoreau
Professor Garry Robson joins Good Citizen Radio Bleats to discuss his new book Virtually Lost: Young Americans In the Digital Technocracy.
Professor Garry Robson (dr hab., doktor habilitowany) is a Professor of Sociology and Cultural Studies at Jagiellonian University in Kraków, Poland.
Recently he organized the first ever academic conference on the subject of Technocracy—specifically digital technocracy. If you find that as hard to believe as I did, I think it says everything one needs to know about the present state of Western academia, and who owns and controls the "experts."
He is the author of numerous academic articles and books including the first ethnographic tomb of Football Hooliganism. It focuses on his home club fans, the badest, meanest, roughest, and original hooligans of South London club Millwall, Lions—No One Likes Us We Don't Care: The Myth and Reality of Millwall Fandom.
He has also co-authored numerous fiction books with his brother Roy. If hard-boiled crime fiction is your genre check out their Inspector Hawkins London Large six-book series on Amazon.
Full Disclosure: Prof. Robson was my graduate advisor and Ph.D. supervisor. He's a friend whom I privately refer to as my red pill guru.
He was scheduled to appear on Michael Rectenwald's podcast a few weeks ago until Rectenwald announced his candidacy as the Libertarian candidate for the 2024 Presidential election and canceled his future podcast episodes.
If you find value in this conversation and believe others will as well, please share it widely.
TimestampsIntro 0:00-1:34m
Plandemic Arrives (Urgency To Finish Book) 1:34-5:45
Technocracy Definition 5:45-7:30
Early Technocracy (A Brief History) 7:30-10:20
Modern Technocracy & The Managerial State 10:20-12:05
Gilded Age: Rockefeller, Taylorism, & Technocracy Inc. 12:05-21:15
David Rockefeller, Trilateral Commission, Club of Rome 21:15-23:02
Billionaire's Revolt (Population Control) 23:02-27:32
Humans Are The Virus (Climate & Pandemic Scams) 27:32-30:52
Programming Youth (Catastrophizing Climate) 30:52-35:30
Weaponizing Youth (Emotional Manipulation via phone "zone") 35:30-41:53
Heidegger (Humans as Beings or Things?) 41:53-45:25
Ellul (Technol. Society-Humans assimilate to the system) 45:25-48:43
In the second episode, Professor Robson and I continue our conversation on weaponizing science, information, and technology against society, particularly children in the classroom through techno-social-emotional "learning" that is politically motivated and goes far beyond the new "woke" religion. Prof. Robson and I also attempt our best Klaus Schwab impressions and I tell a personal story about the good professor, his teenage daughter, and what he did when she snuck her smartphone along for a family hike one Sunday a decade ago. This episode will be uploaded to my X account next week two days before uploading here. Follow @MuyMachoGrande on X to continue listening to this radio bleat for free before it hits Substack.
In the third episode of Radio Bleats called "The Spigot" Professor Robson and I will be discussing some reasons why popular music turned…terrible, around the turn of the century, as if for decades great music flowed through the cultural pipes until it was as though a spigot was turned off and it all just suddenly ended. You can read some of my preliminary thoughts on The Spigot before our conversation in an essay I will publish early next week.
Thanks for listening and sharing.
Professor Robson with Alex Thomson at the Chișinău Forum 2023.Radio Bleats Intro Music: Information, by Alexander & the Riot!
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3 Nov 2023 | 10:38 pm
6. Let's Talk About X Baby
For a few months this year, I was flirting with the idea of going steady with X, maybe picking her up in my Ford Pinto and taking her to the point.
Where are you guys going?
I dunno. Maybe the point.
And in July I finally pulled the trigger and created an "X" profile after being booted off Twitter five times during the plandemic for using words like piano and wire with names like Fauci and Gates.
Anyway, I mostly asked her out so I could monitor the latest and greatest "trends" to fill some posts with digital copy-and-paste content, but now I want something more.
The problem with this chick is she won't put out unless I pay up. I thought if I took her to the Pizza Hut or All American Burger she might be happy.
But it's just not enough.
She gives all her attention to the other sugar daddies who pay $188 for the blue check mark of algorithmic love.
Case Study #258
See time of post, blue checks, and views.
@MuyMachoGrande gets 66 views (not planned Freemason enthusiasts and critics) while other sugar daddies get 1,600 and 2,400 views in the same eight minutes, without having many followers and without saying anything great…
I saw Ms. Owens's post was as fresh as a crisp, newly fallen snowflake with top surgery stitches and decided to test my theory that those who don't pay, even if they're first, don't get any algorithmic love.
So I whipped up a quick one-liner, the first true thing that came to my mind, and beat all the other attention whores to the punchline, and we went down in the dugout and played Jackson Browne on my boombox, but still, nothing!
Not even a peck on the cheek.
This chick X doesn't reward creativity or speed, or Jackson Browne.
She's loose and she's fast, and she only has one gear—$ th gear!
The truth is, I'm getting tired of fantasizing about her.
Anyway, should I give her what she wants—$188— and risk getting rejected, as in having my account blocked or frozen again for improper thoughts and speech?
Or should I keep that money and buy another eight silver buffalo rounds?
I really want to make it with this X girl, so I think I'm gonna do it, I'm going to finally do it. I'm going to talk to Mike Damone and see if he has any tips to ask her out.
And this time I'll take her to the fanciest joint in town for Knockwurst and Cokes and I won't forget my wallet.
I'm going deep on X and I won't be pulling out.
So follow me @MuyMachoGrande if you're on X, and we'll start a running timer until I'm finished. Place your bets...
Have a good weekend Good Citizens! I find that not reading or watching anything about our brave new world helps make it so.
I'll catch you all next week, somewhere on the dark side of Stanley Kubrick's Nevada film set with some fresh essays finally, and the first episode of Good Citizen Radio Bleats. It's NOT a podcast!
Yours in sickness and in health, in liberty or tyranny, until censorship due us part,
The Good Citizen
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1 Nov 2023 | 10:02 pm
7. Project For A New War On Terror
Last year Klitz Schlub's Young Global Leader for the Empire of Lies' "D" team arrived on Substack to announce her stunning and brave choice to leave the Demonic Party.
It really must have been such a difficult decision for her, one can only imagine the riches from book sales and Fox News contracts filling her eyeballs with dollar signs heartache, suffering, and pain she must have endured.
After a brief congratulations on her easy decision, I thought I'd throw out the first pitch to try and get a game going, but she was in no mood to play.
Instead of giving the proper answer which would have taken all of two seconds to think up and write, I dunno, something like, "I denounce the tyrannical World Economic Forum and all technocrat Globalist organizations. They should be declared enemies of the state and have their funds seized, and leaders arrested for organized operations against American citizens including but not limited to the engineered pandemic."
Geez. How hard was that?
Too hard apparently.
Instead, she denied it, but we always have receipts. And a few days later delivered them nicely.
There's a reason WEF-chosen ones end up where they do.
I'm always for second chances and the benefit of the doubt, but when it comes to the power of the WEF and its Young Global Leaders program, these bastards are batting a thousand.
And as if she was never anti-war and anti-Israeli war crimes, right on cue she's laid on her back and opened her crack for the Military Industrial Complex. She now plays the duality game invented by Dick Cheney's bat boy, George W. Bush, "If you're not with us Zionists, you're with the terrorists."
This is the Fox News card. You're with Israel or you're dumber than Alexandria Occasional Cortex and her squad. The sad thing is that millions of conservatives watching this crap and falling for it are as dumb as Alexandria Occasional Cortex.
The Good Citizen is now on Ko-Fi. Support more works like this with one-time or monthly donations.I realize a quarter of you reading this are too young to remember what all this is about. You've read a thing or two about this script, and maybe have some vague understanding from history classes watching YouTube Bitchute, but you don't remember all the madness from the first version.
If you're too young to remember the months and years after September 11, 2001, allow me to offer a very brief refresher course: After the CIA and Mossad orchestrated the (false flag) attacks of that day, killing nearly 3000 American civilians so Larry Silverstein, the new recent owner of the WTC could cash in his incredibly timed new $4 billion insurance policy, the government spent years terrorizing the American people with help from their Mockingbird media whores, while blaming everything on whomever the Neocons and their Project for a New American Century thugs (mostly Zionists) had penned in for regime change operations, also known as bombing, droning, and slaughter of innocent civilians in Iraq, Afghanistan, Libya, and Syria. That's the really simple version that leaves out the economics, the commodities, the resources, and geopolitics.
Now they're finally getting around to checking Iran off the list with help from newly acquired war pigs like Tulsi Gabbard.
A brief anecdote about those months that followed 9-11: People were in such hysterics about Scud missiles from Sadam Hussein in 2002—whom the Bush administration and media blamed the 9-11 attacks on (Seriously!)—that Fox News told them to go out and buy duct tape to prevent Anthrax from going inside their homes if a Sadam Scud were to strike their nearby Dunkin' Donuts. Home Depot sold out of duct tape in one weekend, and Walmart probably sold out of Huggies.
EVERYTHING you're seeing on attention networks and corporate media today is simply a redux of this exact, same, script, except this time the false flag was October 7th. Oh, and the cave-dwelling goat-herding Taliban outlasted the Empire of Lies in Afghanistan for twenty years at a cost of $5 Trillion, while the U.S. killed a million Iraqis (after already starving half a million Iraqi children to death the previous decade) and spent four trillion, ALL to give Iraq, a former stable Bathist secular state now ruled by Shia, to Shia-dominant Iran. Yes, they did all that and strengthened the enemy they now want to go "fight" in another staged war.
But none of these wars are about conflict. They serve four main purposes.
Loot the treasury for the controlling class (money spent is money laundered) and to strengthen Israel
Orchestrate more conflict for future looting (mass human sacrifice)
Send hundreds of millions of "refugees" to destabilize the west (more on that below)
Keep the world distracted from the 5.1 Billion bioweapons administered to humans as "medicine" over the past three years. Don't pay any attention to that stage four pancreatic turbo cancer. There are Hamas terrorists at the seven eleven!
Their new story is that "Oopsie, we accidentally left the border open for three years. And Hamas suddenly wants to strike American Laser Tag centers and Hobby Lobbies so watch out Americans, and shit your pants hard, again, and make your enemies the same enemies of Israel so we can send billions more to Israel which has a GDP of half a trillion and doesn't need it, and especially so American men and women can go die for Israel's problems, again!"
If you take away one thing from this post, let it be this: Should there be a "terrorist attack" in the U.S. over the next twelve months before next year's selection (if they even have the selection) as it looks like they're telegraphing 'terror threats" through all their chosen mouthpieces, it will not be Hamas that carries it out.
It will be the U.S. government's intel pigs, and their groomed "terrorists" again.
It will be a false flag.
It will be blamed on Hezbollah (Hamas is not as connected to Iran, though most people are too stupid to know the difference).
It will be to gain consent for regime change in Iran
The message will be, once again, the same one they used in 2002: "We have to fight the evil-doers over there so that we don't have to fight em' here."
If you think this Good Citizen is exaggerating:
And this is what you'll hear from Biden soon, except with more bumbling and sleepiness, and more of a confused "I shart my pants" look than a stupid one.
This is the old-new narrative that freshly minted Ziowhore Tulsi Gabbard is being paid to promote. CIA and Mossad frame the talking points to cover their tracks. People like Cruella Aloha go on Fox News and do their bidding.
So, welcome back "War on Islamist Terror!" Oh, how you benefited America and the world for twenty years. Please bless us again for another twenty more.
![Report: America's War On Terror Displaced 37 Million People [Infographic]](https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fecb73984-6590-406d-959e-599d55da0f94_1600x900.jpeg "Report: America's War On Terror Displaced 37 Million People [Infographic]")
As for goal number four—to send hundreds of millions of globopsycho-created refugees to settle in Europe, Canada, and the United States to turn the entire advanced west into one giant refugee holding center of undereducated, unskilled, (and overeducated brats) debt-serfs while agitating the millions of Muslims in these countries with images of Zionists bombing hospitals, schools, and assassinating Muslim civilians and dumping their bodies in mass graves. Israel gets its ethnostate with big giant walls, while the rest of the West pays the price for its holy wars.
See Max Igan's video from yesterday at minute 20 for the blindfolded executions and mass graves. Warning: Very graphic. Zionist shills: "We have to prevent never again…by doing it again!"
With that I say Aloha . Welcome to the Zionist War Pig club. Grab a warm blankey and snuggle up nicely next to your new Ziowhore friends Nikki Haley and Lindsey Graham.
Two weeks ago I wrote:
Being anti-war is easy at cocktail parties and on first dates.
When everyone is screaming their lungs out from psychological manipulation, after a lifetime of ideological programming, and demanding that sides be taken, few people stay the course and hold fast to their anti-war beliefs.
To stick to principles in times of hysteria requires courage. To be balanced and thoughtful is to be brave.
In the months ahead asswipes like Ben Shapiro, Mark Levin, Sean Hannity, Glenn Beck, the retarded kid from TPUSA, and Cruella will say that Iran sponsors terror, and they're a threat to the world, all the same bullshit they said before about Bin Laden and Iraq and Libya and Syria. Millions of normies will eat it up, some of them will be the same idiots who ate it up last time they ran this script, while many more will be too young to remember the first programming installment.
They will bully those who stand against war. They will smear them as anti-semites, pacificists, and terrorist sympathizers just like they did the first time they ran this script. We're already seeing this play out everywhere.
Most will herd into the ranks of the warmongering whores to feel comfort and to not be associated with that ditzy bartender Occasional-Cortex and her squad.
Very few will have the mental fortitude to press CTRL+ALT+delete and end the task.
By the time the regularly scheduled atrocity war crimes programming is done, you'll be able to count on one hand the number of people who are still anti-war. I'll reserve one finger for Ron Paul and his son, and one for Jimmy Dore, but the rest are anyone's guess.
When I started this Substack I had only two, simple rules.
Don't believe anything the corporate media says
Don't believe anything any government says (The George Carlin Rule)
I'm adding a third rule today.
Don't believe anyone in the "alternative" media.
The greater their following, the more likely they were chosen to push opposing views and gain people's trust for something bigger that comes along later. We're seeing this now with all the "conservatives" who spoke out against the jabs and mandates, and masks, using their platforms to whore for more wars.
Yesterday Glen Beck masturbated on livestream to an Israeli flag. It won't be long before he gets arrested for molesting Jews in public. Pretty soon all these assholes will have Only Fans pages for other war pigs to jerk off with.
Get ready for the "War on Terror" part deux. Brought to you by all the same fuckers as before.
If you want to see the face of real terrorists, this is them…
Robert Kagan at the bottom is now running the show through his co-author buddy Anthony Blinkin the Secretary of State. While Kagan's wife, Victoria Nuland, is the #2 at the state department.
All of these Ziofuckers should be in Gitmo, but instead, they're running the Empire of Lies right back into an infernal hellscape.
And if you thought your dollars were already worthless Americans, just wait until they get done borrowing for their next "project."
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30 Oct 2023 | 10:00 pm
8. Pavlovstein's Dogs
On Saturday the Grand Ole Pansy half of the Uniparty gathered in Las Vegas to heartfully express how dedicated they are to ending foreign wars, closing down the hundred and eighty overseas military bases, cutting war budgets and pork spending, and finally restoring constitutional integrity in their aim to help the American people overcome economic and financial hardships by rebuilding the middle class to what it once was.
Just kidding. They didn't say any of that.
The Vegas Sabbath was a gathering of slobbering and whoring Grand Ole Pansy politicos who eagerly assembled to kiss the ring of their Zionist paymasters that hold bundled green back treats up in the air to see which doggy will jump the highest.
Pence, Desantis, Coleman, Christie, and Trump all put in drooling performances. Vivek, despite claiming that nobody is funding his campaign displayed a particular bloodthirsty deference, going so far as to introduce a giant phallus imprinted with the Israeli flag and then proceeding to open his mouth and—well you get the point. They all went balls deep.
Nikki Haley, intent on getting her and her husband's money-grubbing mitts on as much defense loot as possible spit the most blood for her war pig sponsors. The demagogue slut bucket went from being in debt a few years ago to having a net worth north of five million by serving on "defense company" corporate boards while cheerleading for more dead Ukrainians and now Arabs and Jews. If this psychotic couple got their wish they'd set the whole world on fire for a third vacation home at Hilton Head.
It's not just the clowns running for President who get on their knees for their Zionist paymasters. It's every asshole in Congress, especially the evangelical nutbags.
Here's a link to Saturday's whoring circus if you can stomach three hours of Ziowhoring. I would encourage anyone who still doesn't believe that Israel controls the District of Criminals (Zionist Occupied District) to watch the entire spectacle and ask why these politicians never, ever speak so passionately in defense of the American people.
They tell you who they really work for in plain words. They make no effort to hide anything. If you watch it I'd be curious to know if you see people in suits and pantsuits asking for money in exchange for their "service," or if you see actual whores in short skirts, tube tops, fishnet stockings, and high heels working a city street corner.
On a base level, what's really the difference?
One's legal, and the other is still illegal, outside of Blue Cities.
"Israel is our greatest ally, Mr. Manischewitz!"
"Get in the car Ms. Boebert, let's go park and see just how much you really mean that."
Twenty million conservative normies and evangelicals excited for the end times to kick off in the holy land all nod in unison and repeat the mantra "Our greatest ally!"
Nobody asks the simple hundred billion-dollar question. "Why? What in the actual hell qualifies Israel for that title?"
When Trump wanted to build the wall along the southern border the Uniparty shills simply couldn't be bothered to find $5 Billion.
Each year for decades the sweat equity of Americans has gone to Israel as $3 Billion for "defense."
What defense?
That money helps cover the indiscriminate bombing of Syrians on a regular basis, the formation of terror groups like Hamas and ISIS (with CIA help of course), and every decade a good cleansing and purging of those animals in Gaza and the West Bank, as Netanyahu calls them.
Israel's walls matter. And as it annexes steals more West Bank settlements from Palestinians its walls will continue to matter. A planned and permitted breach of their walls followed by indiscriminate shelling and execution of its own people (hostages) results in multiple American carrier groups arriving to help set the region alight, while ten million people have breached America's borders since the demented one took office, and all they got was thousands of dollars, new phones, and a one-way ticket to the city of their choice.
Nothing that will benefit the American people will ever be funded, or matter to American politicians that work for Israel First.
Yesterday Old Benny the Ziofascist gave a speech that was decidedly Hitlerian in tone and content as he invoked the darkness and the light, the good and evil, calling the very people that he helped fund and enable subhuman animals.
"Anyone who wants to thwart the establishment of a Palestinian state has to support bolstering Hamas and transferring money to Hamas … This is part of our strategy – to isolate the Palestinians in Gaza from the Palestinians in the West Bank."
(Benjamin Netanyahu, statement at a March 2019 meeting of his Likud Party's Knesset members, Haaretz, October 9, 2023)
"Hamas was treated as a partner to the detriment of the Palestinian Authority to prevent Abbas from moving towards creating a Palestinian State. Hamas was promoted from a terrorist group to an organization with which Israel conducted negotiations through Egypt, and which was allowed to receive suitcases containing millions of dollars from Qatar through the Gaza crossings."
(Times of Israel, October 8, 2023)
Read more about Israel creating and funding Islamist terror groups in the Middle East to keep American boys bogged down for its nefarious aims.
Michel Chossudovsky
Criminality Beyond Description: Netanyahu Supports Both Hamas As Well As Al Qaeda Terrorists
For those who have doubts concerning the criminality and insidious role of Israel's Prime Minister Netanyahu and his government: 1. Netanyahu is on record for supporting and financing Hamas terrorists: "Anyone who wants to thwart the establishment of a Palestinian state…
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Ziolies about October 7th.
If any Good Citizen can name one thing that Israel has ever done for the United States that didn't involve making the United States worse off as a country (terror, debt, wars, propaganda) I welcome all comers in the comments. Please state your claims with the words Dancing Israelis followed by the evidence of your assertions.
Philip Giraldi: Not only is Israel not an ally, they are not our friend. If the U.S. ever goes to war with Iran, it won't be because of Iran, it will be because Israel and its powerful lobby in Washinton will create a Casus belli to justify such action.
In fact, since I got a few nasty emails after last week's post, by former Good Citizens (Bye Felicia!) who made their judgments off of three paragraphs out of forty since they weren't even paid flock (seriously), I've decided to remove the paywall and open it up to every reader. Losing these Good Citizens was a net positive. The collective IQ of this substack increased 1.4 points thanks to their departure and I look forward to another bump should more normies flee.
In case you need a pretranslation of the post as apparently some Good Citizens did: Zionism is anti-Jew. Jews are not a monolith and many Jews, especially orthodox Jews are against Israel the Zionist terror state. Zionist programming has used Hollywood, public education, and the holocaust to cut off any criticism of Israel or to muddy the waters so that criticism of Zionists equates with criticism of all Jews. Noticing that Zionists control the global media, and the entire American government is not "anti-semitic" as they've spent decades programming normie Americans to believe. Anti-semite is a meaningless accusation after too much crying wolf, ju know what I'm saying?
The day after that piece, American Zio street walker Nikki Haley proved me right.
As for that house speaker "race"?
There was no race. It's all designed so that only one country always wins. Heads they win, Tails you lose Americans.
Rep. Mike Johnson's first bill as the new house speaker? More of your money for the Zionists.
The American people can decry "terror" and get on their knees to disavow Hamas and grovel to the manipulative Zionists, and scream about how scared they are that Hamas is crossing their southern border and planning "terror" attacks at their local strip mall and it's all Biden's fault for not closing the border and by acting like utter fools they play right into the Zionists hands by making their enemies a common project.
But remember Americans, no Islamists ever worked at the Federal Reserve.
"We've got to support Israel and fight the terrorists over there so we don't have to fight em' over here."
— The 65-year-old Suppooorter
Or Americans can wise up, see that they're being played (again), and instead of shitting their pants as they did after 9-11 by going out to buy duct tape to seal their home from a Sadam Hussein anthrax missile, they can perhaps learn a little history of how Zionists with help from the British Empire and the Rothschilds have manipulated EVERYONE for nearly a century, especially Jews around the world and inside Israel.
The Zionist state was formed after all through acts of terror by Jewish terror groups like Haganah, Irgun Awai Leumi, and The Lohamei Herut. Not long after they slaughtered a hundred Arabs in a single village to steal their homes, the smartest Jew in the world at the time stated his reasons for refusing to blindly support the Zionist project before the state was even formed.
A few months ago after Shepherding Los Viejos to Arizona to their penultimate resting place, I ran into the 65-year-old Suppoooorter of Israel.
He was in line in front of me at a car rental place picking up his Chevy Malibu. Behind the counter was a young sweet girl, though she had worked her way up to some managerial position as the other busy bees around were taking commands from her. She had an accent and the Supooooorter asked where she was from.
I wouldn't be writing this story if she was from Luxembourg, so yeah, her name was Tal and she was from Israel.
Without flinching the man said, "Oh, that's wonderful. I support Israel. My wife and I are strong supporters. We support Israel."
She gave him a strange look as if trying to tell him that she wasn't Prime Minister and no longer lived there, but she balanced that with her duty to customer service with a reluctant "Oh, thanks."
It wasn't enough for the Suppoooorter who had to tell her that he supports Israel's right to exist as a state and that Israel has every right to defend itself and America has a duty to assist because Israel is "Our greatest ally."
This was three months before the October 7th psyop.
My jaw dropped. I couldn't believe the shit I was hearing. A tried and true Mark Levin and Sean Hannity acolyte was in front of me, and he looked every bit as clueless as someone who regularly watches those assholes.
It was all right out of the meme. And if you think I'm making this story up to lend credibility to this meme, feel free to visit the Oro Valley, Arizona Enterprise Rent-A-Car office and ask for Tal.
I should partially thank this Suppooorter because the Chevy Malibu he took was the last standard car and Tal was forced to upgrade me to an Audi A5 twin turbo Sportback, which really made my week.
Be a critical thinker.
Don't be a blind Suppoooorter.
Because this is what you're supporting.
Scott Ritter Extra
Why I no longer stand with Israel, and never will again
The Gates of Gaza "The attackers came at dawn, quickly occupying the town. The men were separated from the women and shot. One of the attackers, opening the door of one of the homes, found an old man standing there. He shot him. 'He enjoyed shooting him,' an eyewitness to the attack said afterwards…
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2 months ago · 779 likes · 531 comments · Scott Ritter
Be a Good Citizen Suppoooorter instead.
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26 Oct 2023 | 8:27 pm
9. Dead Shooters Tell No Tales
While the United States has the most firearms per capita of any nation by a wide margin, it also has a disproportionate number of 'mass shooting' events compared to other nations with a substantial 'armed' citizenry. In fact, the U.S. seems to have ALL the mass shooting events, a statistical improbability.
After each mass shooting event, we hear the same voices repeat the same lies, usually reinforced based on one's ideological agenda. They often fall into one of two broad categories.
Voice 1: We have a mental health crises
Voice 2: We have too many guns
If either of these was true it stands to reason that there would be mass shootings with greater frequency in other nations with both guns and mental illness.
Here are nations with significant numbers of firearms in civilian possession, that have no mass shootings.
Total Firearms ~
Pakistan: 43,000,000
Germany: 16,000,000
France: 14,000,000
Canada: 12,000,000
Serbia: 3,000,000
Austria: 2,600,000
Switzerland: 2,400,000
Finland: 2,000,000
Have you ever heard about mass shootings in Serbia? Finland? Switzerland? How about Pakistan?
They do happen, but rarely. Very rarely.
Surely there are armed and mentally ill people in these countries to such a degree that there would be a mass shooting more than once every decade.
Last night the lone-mentally-ill-gunman struck again, this time in Maine.
And per the usual programming by the media, and simplified normie two-way dialectic on attention networks, the masses have responded in their usual reflexive and unthinking way.
Watch the video above to see just how frequently "mentally ill lone gunmen" hear voices before going on shooting rampages.
Nobody wants to admit publically what's causing many of these, and for what agenda, in the same way that nobody has the guts to publicly admit what's causing all those "wildfires" in very specific places.
But it's easy to say the truth out loud:
Electronic warfare against citizens, sometimes TI's, or Targeted Individuals who all report the same thing before and during their violent rampage (if they survive)—HEARING VOICES!!It's rare that we get a mass shooter who was recently admitted to a mental institution for "hearing voices" instigating him to shoot up a military base.
When the military base shooting didn't work out for the Feds they opted for something more horrific and went with Kiddie night at the bowling alley instead.
Since the majority of shooters are not supposed to survive and usually don't survive, what percentage of dead shooters heard voices during their rampage?
Dead shooters tell no tales.
What are the odds they take this guy Robert Card alive? The odds are probably greater that Chris Rock gets bitch slapped a second time hosting the Oscars.
And if they do take him alive, how many people will question the official narrative that he was just another mentally ill man with a gun?
When the story disappears from the headlines, how many will hear his private testimony to the Fed interrogators and the details about "hearing voices" and not being himself?
It will probably be about the number of people who will live to see Chris Rock bitch slapped at the Oscars a third time.
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22 Oct 2023 | 9:26 pm
10. Ju Know What I'm Saying?
If Benjamin Netanyahu was not already renowned as the young state of Israel's first dictator, he would still be famous for his role in Silence of The Lambs as Buffalo Bill.
The globalist Ziobot may not look like Buffalo Bill, but his diabolical monotonic screeds in the lower frequencies do him no favors in not sounding like him.
It puts the propaganda on the networks or it gets the anti-semitism label again.
It gives the settlement to the Jews or it gets the bomb again.
It gives us billions more dollars or it gets the USS Liberty again, and the Epstein client list.
There is no shortage of emotional manipulators in positions of power today, managing impressions and trying to nudge behavior, but nobody does it with such graceless aplomb, with such disregard for subtlety and tact as the Zionists and their conservative media shills.
It stands with Israel or it gets the Jew-hater tag again.
The holocaust, again.
Hamas supporter!
A wind-up doll with two-bit audio echoes like Howard Hughes cracking up in front of a bathroom mirror of Ciro's.
Anti-semite, anti-semite, anti-semite, anti-semite. It's the way of the future. The way of the future. The way of the future.
