I'm sorry, but I cannot conscience any more pundits telling me...in the S&MSM and out here in the "alternative media" about secret societies directing the failure of the world.
They dance and dance. This multibillionaire-that media mogul. This unusually greedy mortgage banker-that particularly fraudulent Wall Street mover-and-shaker. Don't step on the stars. When do we all see the string in this necklace of turds? When do we recognize the common bond that holds this repugnant jewelry together about the neck of humanity?
There is one y'know. A commonality...a sameness...a communal philosophy. A training ground for these beasts. It is judaism.
I know, I have said this before. I will keep saying it.
We have a gift of intelligence and the ability to identify those things that are within our scope of vision, and yet we dance. Dance around these things.
Watching jewvision is not an option for me. That was discarded...well, way before most of you were born. It is all lies on that screen. But that's the MSM party-line. I expect that. What twists the knife in my gut are these "documentaries" that purportedly expose the REAL history of finance or reasons for war or political hi-jinx. This from the "alternative" media. Those wonderful folks that bring you everything from Alex Jones to Loose Change, and yes even the Zeitgeist films. They are the truly gifted dancers. It's their avoidance of naming the beast that causes me to throw soft things at my monitor, cursing and spitting.
How can you make a film like Tiny Dot or countless other "expose's" and not name the jews behind all this? TV is one thing. But those out there misinforming the interactive surfer must be truly adept at the latest steps in doing the same old media dance. They must appear to be walking right up to the house of Rothschild with a weapon...but then at the last moment they slide to the left and twirl to reveal that it isn't jewish bankers after all...it's the Bohemian Grove boys...or the Bilderberg kids. It's all so confusing they would have you believe. There is no ONE conspiracy. Just that darned old human nature and its greed. This must be one tricky step to learn...all that sliding and pussyfooting. Fuck that.
I read an interesting article about Bollywood history. I love watching films from other countries/cultures. They are a window into the minds of the people outside my experience...generally speaking. I have watched many Bollywood films. At first I scratched my head and said "Huh?". I didn't get it. But I tried and tried to understand this cinemagraphic phenomenon of putting singing and dancing in the most unusual of places throughout these Indian films. To me they were like REALLY bad Busby Berkley films on steroids. So I did a little research on the cultural background behind these movies. Hah. Little surprise there. The fact that these movies are so long, speaks to the Indian "family" entertainment concept of ...a whole day's entertainment, like the Indian borrowed culture of cricket(which can go on forever). It is just a different view of what the length of entertainment should be. Got it. Then I learned that the whole idea of "music out of nowhere" comes from...you guessed it...the jews. Indian jews began this silly tradition in their celluloid fantasies from the beginning. Go figure. It seems no culture is immune to their warped view of reality. Well, that comes, as I said, as little surprise. But it does bring up a point that MAY relate to what I started on about at the beginning of this wandering shout.
If you are out here decrying the state of the world...if you think you have some answers as to why all things human are circling the drain...and you don't name the jew, you are IMHO, one of three things:
The day before yesterday, via my feedjit software, I identified 16 separate hits from Tel Aviv in less than an hour and a half. They weren't looking at the pretty pictures, I'm sure. I have been hacked, shut down and called every name in the comment section, that a 14 year old could imagine. I have been called a "filthy fucking anti-semite" on the phone, pulled out of a crowd at Heathrow airport and questioned by agents while being strip-searched by hebrew-paid goons. And this is just what has happened since I began this blog. It doesn't include the years I have been shunned and labeled throughout my life for naming the beast.
And y'know what? I'm still alive and kicking. I'm still calling a jew a jew. I still have him by the scruff of the neck and I'm not letting go. I understand his philosophy and I am not part of his tribe. I don't dance around any stars. I don't even dance at all.