Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Why Are You Telling Me?

Maybe I'm missing something. But for the life of me, I can't figure this out. I read and I read and I watch and I watch. Everyone wants to tell me how the world is going to hell. Everyone wants to tell me why. The environment is threatened by corporations, the police are racist thugs with guns, Amazon doesn't give their workers pee breaks, the Gaza strip is an open-air prison. Wall street is plundering the wealth of our country and the IMF is raping the wealth of the rest of the world. All governments of the world's countries are corrupt. There is starvation when there is food. There is greed where there is need. And you are telling ME. You are telling me as if I'm directly responsible. We had a response to this type of misdirected blame when I was a kid: "It's your world...I'm just living in it". I think that is apropos at this juncture in history as well.
The alternative press...indeed the entirety of citizen journalism is as effectual as a long drink of water. It isn't getting anything done save to inform people that there are problems in the world. As if people didn't realize that. "But they are pinpointing who is responsible", you might well add. Uh-huh. Well that's the first step to changing things. Not. Not unless you also have their home addresses.

Never in the history of this sad planet have so many bitched about so much. And it all amounts to nothing. It isn't changing a damned thing. I have yet to hear "Storm the Castle". "Lynch the bastards!". 
We all know who is responsible for the nightmare that is the human condition. But as Mark Twain once observed about the weather...no one DOES anything about it. We all know what NEEDS to be done. And yet we play the 'peaceful protest' game made up by the very people that stand to benefit from such an innocuous solution. And we are left with only the idiots that burn down Little Caesars. That'll show em.
"But things are just not that simple...there are various solutions to various problems", you say. I have always been what is known as a 'hammer-mechanic'. If you can't get it done with a hammer...use a bigger one. 
Of course I could get into a lot of trouble calling for revolution here. But, fuck it. I'm tired of everyone telling everyone else what is wrong. They are telling the wrong people. You tell Lloyd Blankfein about the misery he has caused in the world, just before you tighten the noose around his neck. You tell Rupert Murdoch about the millions he has wronged minutes before you throw him out a 30-story window. You inform Bibi Netanyahu that he is a racist murdering pig the instant that you toss him unarmed into a crowd of Palestinian prisoners. These people deserve no more justice than this.
"But what about the rule of law?" you might well ask. Did you vote for a law that allows corporations to attain the rights of the individual? Did you vote for the Patriot act?
Did you vote to make israhell a state withing Palestine? No? Well, who did all these things without your consent?

I could go on forever(and have for years here)about what the roots of our problems are and it won't change anything. A child can see how to begin to fix the inequities of this planet. But it takes a politically correct
adult to avoid addressing the problems effectively. And it ain't about carrying placards or suing some company or other. It ain't about voting for yet another charming greedy bastard. You know this. And yet you pee your knickers every time you think about doing the right thing. Putting your foot down. Getting a spine.  
So, yes, I am calling for the revolution to begin. Don't let them convince you that anarchy isn't what you need to order off the menu. It cannot be any worse than this antiquated hierarchy that we live in today.
Again, you know this. But you are afraid. You admire 'V' for blowing up Parliment to the tune of the 1812 overture and slashing the throats of the elite rulers. And yet you pause at such rash solutions yourself. "It makes us no different from them to sink to that level", I hear you saying. Yeah? And? What you call out in all your bitching has a logical conclusion. Revolution is revolution. It isn't watching jewtube videos about what we SHOULD be doing in the face of annihilation of our species by a few. You string them up. I don't know how I can say that any more clearly. "V" isn't going to do it for you. Jesus isn't going to do it for you. Mohammad, or Kim Kardashian aren't going to fight your battles.
I haven't written much here of late. This is the reason. I'm sick of all the bitching from people that don't want to sacrifice anything for a better world. 
When you get a group together with torches and pitchforks...give me a call.
And stop telling me about it all unless you are ready to stop it.

Monday, September 1, 2014

Isis On The Cake

The cake is a lie. But, that being said, and if I were a mean-spirited person I would have many things to celebrate about now. Joan Molinsky(Rivers) is slowly dying and suing. Literally. Well that's what jews do. Die slowly and sue. George Galloway exposed the really attractive facet of judaism with his jaw. Literally.
And one jew isn't telling the other what the hell they are doing. Kind of a 'failure to communicate'.
I have a friend that works for a huge techie outlet(kosher obviously)and as a salesperson in this multi-national, he now has to refrain from using the branded name of their newest touch-to-pay service. Ya see, before israhell and Al-CIA-duh created ISIS they didn't check with their software people in the retail sector. The newly launched ISIS-wallet name now has to be scrapped. My friend tells me that when he mentions this service to prospective customers, that they recoil in horror. I find that hilarious. But maybe that's just me. An overlap of merchandising. One takes money from your virtual wallet...the other grips you with horror every time you see a woman in a hijab. Both programs from the folks that brought you 6 million pajamas. And that lot that seems to want to rule the planet...well, aren't doing so well. They had there asses hand them in Palestine on a PR level. And many of their other products are failing in the marketplace.
 
But that's as may be. I read an interesting essay the other day.  It was so cute, it had my eyes welling up a bit. Like watching a child discovering that there is no Santa Claus. Of course, I have no argument to make with the author, Mark Dankof.  None whatsoever. Everything he says in the article is quite true. But these are things that are forgone conclusions to many. It is emotionally strenuous to see someone come to terms with bitter truths. But as I said, he is correct. He just has his timeline a little skewed. The Untied Snakes was doomed from the start. It has never been anything but a PR dream. I really wish more people would grasp that fact. It could have saved everyone a lot of difficulty over the past couple hundred years. But that's the nature of public relations. It almost always backfires.

I recently toyed with the idea of joining up with ISIS(in maybe a consultant capacity). They have such a slick recruitment campaign going on that I almost fell for it. Then I thought better of the idea. Partly because 'slickness' sets off a little alarm in my head. I know where that kind of solicitation usually comes from. Coupled with the fact that in all of the Middle East there is only one place where this band of revolutionaries(along with every other 'terrorist' group)never show their scarves,and that is that shitty little country that sponsors them. I mean...a child can trace this...right? That little child that has had to wrestle with the Santa Claus thing? Surely. Eventually.
But what do I know.
Well, I know death-throes when I see them. And that's what I'm seeing. But like Ms. Molinsky, they aren't going to die without causing a hell of a lot more trouble for decent people.

"...I feel FANTASTIC and I'm still alive.
While you're dying I'll be still alive.
And when you're dead I will be still alive.
STILL ALIVE"


Tuesday, August 19, 2014

The Shell Game...Again

I hate being topical. If and when I have occasion to look back on my posts, the ones that stand out to me as 'unwise' are those that address this or that current news item. Probably because those particular essays are tied to a frozen picture of time that has very little to do with the big picture. Like reading an op-ed piece on whether or not to fund a new city park from an old newspaper. Fleeting. Unimportant in the scope of things. 
So I won't. Completely.
I'll try to frame this latest in a more universal and objective fashion.
From Rosa Parks to Martin Luther King; from John Brown to Watts; from Kent State to Trevon Martin;from Aaron Lopez to Michael Brown...it's all the same game. Where's the pea? That illusive vegetable that hides under the visible shell.
It seems that few to none are immune to picking the wrong hiding place. And the manipulator is always the winner. By the time most people realize they have had their harvest money stolen, there is a new game right down the street.

How many times do we have to remind ourselves that the medium is the message? The stories are only visible because of the manipulation of the subject cloud that is the mainstream-media. Divide and conquer is alive and well as long as they have an audience to play to.

Rosa Parks was a set-up. MLK was known as two things: and instigator of violence, and a man that "had a dream".  Trevon Martin bought into the gangsta identity and paid a heavy price. Michael Brown robbed a convenience store, attacked a frightened cop that had way too much fire-power at his disposal and also paid with his life. The MSM will paint these stories any way you want. The cop is a killer. The kid was a ghetto-rat criminal. It doesn't make any difference what you choose to believe. As long as you come away with one fact: it is a RACE issue. Blacks are getting out of hand...cops are all racists. Side with one group and hate the other. Who wins in such a situation? Well, who owns the MSM? Who arms and trains the cops with military weapons? Who creates the thug culture? Who created the NAACP? Who runs the SPLC? And on and on.
But more importantly, who gets away with murder while you are getting caught up in the swirl of an unseen hand stirring the racial stew? Who has scrutiny deferred? I think you know. But your gut reaction is to get caught up in the game...and you are only given a few choices...when in fact the pea isn't under any of the shells you see on the table.


I won't be called a racist, but I will point out racism wherever I see it. And I see it being served up by the champions of this ugly emotion.
The only valid opinion concerning these stories is this: Why am I exposed to such a tale? I find it interesting that our commander-in-chief made one thing perfectly clear: "There is no excuse for the police to harass journalists that are just trying to do their jobs and bring this story to the people". Without full HD media coverage, there can be no hatred fomented. It's FOX vs BET out there.
How stupid are people? How can they not see the thinly veiled manipulation here? And the 'alternative' press is not even immune to choosing a side with which to champion their own particular cause.
But even in the press, such stories have their shelf life. There must be a delicate balance maintained. An intoxicating air of fear and hatred with a soundtrack of amerikan exceptionalism being sung in the background. Preoccupation rather than critical thinking. Fictions created for your distraction to keep you on edge but still punching the clock.
I for one, could not care less about Ferguson, Missouri and the mini-passion play being broadcast from there ad infinitum. But I never saw the fascination of a shell game either.

Sunday, July 27, 2014

Horribly Wrong

All these years, I have been laboring under a horrible misconception. 
I assumed that because I had found an audience for my anti-judaic ranting, that this assemblage of readers was made up of basically decent folk that held similar views to mine. And as an added bonus were open to my ruminations about that gutter-religion.
Not so, Bucko. Apparently, most of those out here that even entertain the notion that judaism is an underlying destructive force in the world, hold some other toxic views with which I have no wish to associate myself. Not the least of which is the very racism which I decry coming from zionists.
Bummer.
As I look back on my writings and the comments made, I see an underlying ugliness that I was eager to dismiss as idiocy from a select few knuckle-draggers, and just move on. Move on to blindly fuel the very blind hatred that, well...I hate.
For this, I humbly apologize. Apologize to that illusive reader that I had conjured from literally millions of page views. The reader to which I wrote. The reader that understands that a racist is a racist. The reader that is fully aware that if the only thing that one objects to concerning the jewish tribe is their destruction of some nationalistic illusive 'white race', then they have no right to be in the fight...that they are no different from the kosher pigs that slaughter Palestinians.
So I apologize to this imagined reader for my misjudgements.

I have slowly had this revelation over the past few months, which is why I have been posting so much less than I used to. It is hard to continue my tirades against jewish racism, having been so humbled by my own miscalculations regarding those that I had assumed were on board with me in...well...what I had always considered to be just common sense.
I wrote the piece above concerning the infamous Dr. David Duke, hoping to engage him in the debate over his latent racist views. To no avail. I did, in all fairness receive a missive from one of his minions however. It was so full of vile vitriol, that I chose not to publish it. It would seem that these 'patriots' learned their hasbara lessons well, and steep themselves in all the methods used by the founders of racism in an attempt to defend their indefensible positions. And I gotta tell ya...he was not the only one. They came crawling out of the woodwork like cockroaches in defense of 'the vanishing white race'. Oh dear.

So it seems that one cannot successfully separate those that understand the jewish threat to our world, and those that are living in and trying desperately to preserve some 'amerikan dream' of European-white-only barbeques in suburbia and the 40-hour work week.
In the face of such blindness, I have all but given up. Who was it that said that we see first in our enemies that which we cannot perceive in ourselves? Someone smarter than me, I'm sure.

But anyway...to be (partially) fair...I will try to answer my REAL reader and his criticisms of my non-racist positions by postulating an exchange on the subject.
I will play both parts. I know my own position. I have heard theirs since I was old enough to blow my own nose.

Patriot: "How dare you criticize one of the most effective leaders in the war against Zionism! Dr. Duke is NOT a racist. He only understands and laments what has become of this once-great country and the decline of the White race here at the hands of the jew!"(ed. note-this a direct quote from one of my "readers")


Me: Well Patriot, I take exception to a couple of things you said in your opening statement. Firstly, why is it that 'patriots' nowadays seem to think of this county only as the pictures they saw in their 7th-grade history books? You purport to be enlightened to false history thrust upon you and yet you cling to the notion that this nation was not merely a political experiment by upper-class slave-owning British idealists. This Sir, is a distortion of fact. From almost its inception, this land has been dominated by imperialist ass-hats that cared little for anything other than what they could get their hands on. The usurping jew came over on the boats with them. This kosher stowaway provided wars, usury, slavery and land theft to these aristocrats that were happy to purchase and benefit. As far as the early populace of this great nation that you love so much. The actual people that settled it...were mostly thieves, cut-throats or opportunists from every nation on earth, murdering and stealing the land of the indigenous people of which you very well may have DNA trace elements in your "pure white" blood.

Patriot: "You are simply a leftist who hates all forms of nationalism, and you no doubt support the destruction of all White nations by mass immigration. You are simply angry that Jews don’t adhere to multiculturalism and egalitarianism because you are too dumb to understand that Jews promoted those ideas to Whites (and Whites only) in order to destroy us."

Me: Gosh. I'm too dumb to understand 'divide and conquer' tactics, but I know who utilizes them. And yet I fall for it. Oh dear. I AM dumb, huh?
Where to begin. Where to begin...
You are correct about one thing. I couldn't give a flying fuck about white nations...whatever they are. They sound disgusting.
In my scary neighborhood live three Indian families, a Mexican family, two Black families and a Chinese woman and her children. We enjoy each others'  presence, watch one anothers' houses when vacation times roll around and have neighborhood garage sales and cook-outs. I guess I'm too dumb to realize that all these folks that surround me are really the enemy. Thank heaven I have you to give me a heads-up on these things. I don't really enjoy their company and cultural differences. The kids don't have fun together on Diwali and Christmas and Halloween. I don't relish the aroma of curry and Mexican cuisine on my evening walks. We don't enjoy an evening's impromptu soccer or cricket match with 'multicultural' teams. 
And you want to take this away from people. This type of grass-roots cultural understanding has been going on under that white nose of yours since the inception of this country. It is when the tribe forces racial 'pride' on the less intelligent of the populace, that friction is created. But your being among that class... wouldn't understand this.
In any event...you should get a sheet to hide your idiocy, which would also facilitate rapid identification for the rest of us.


I could go on and on with this scenario...but I think you get the point. I have made the horrible mistake of assuming that this type of attitude is much less prevalent than it is. I have recently come to understand that it is more and more the case. So the world will read less and less from me. I cannot, nor do I have the desire to fight a two-front war.
 

Monday, June 16, 2014

A letter...

Dr. Duke,

I have been cautiously following your videos and your publications for the past few years. I say cautiously, because I have heard certain declarations from you that send up many red flags.
I understand that you have been demonized in the jewish-owned press for many reasons, chief of which, of course, is your past membership in the KKK. I have heard you address these slanders and distance yourself from the Klan, and I applaud that response.
But I want more.
Your identification of the jewish tribal machinations in the world is spot-on. I have no quarrel with these views and you certainly have done more than most to expose the zionist tribal agenda. My congratulations and wishes for further success in this venture. However, as I implied above, I have reservations about wholeheartedly backing your efforts without your abandonment of a few key points. Namely white pride, and the 'separate but equal' nonsense that I have heard you espouse. Even if you believe in that hogwash, I feel that you are doing the effort of toppling the zionist mafia a disservice, if you do not declare such beliefs(which all know are the cornerstones of Klan ideology)merely a passing youthful phase, as was your membership in that abhorrent conglomeration of mouth-breathers.
When I was that age, I thought Ayn Rand was the greatest thing since sliced bread. I was a card-carrying objectivist. Of course, I quickly discovered that she was nothing more than a talmudic/racist bitch, but the point is that I publicly disavow her and her philosophy now. We all do silly things in our youth that I attribute to passion for truth. We all mistakes. You have "almost" made a clean breast of yours, in my estimation.  But as I said, I want more.
I don't know if the message here is clear, but if you would like to discuss the finer points of racism as 'racial pride', I would be happy to do so.
Is this something that you would consider going public with. Believe me when I tell you that there are MANY like minded people out there...intelligent and influential that would throw their full weight behind your efforts if you would only abandon the above-mentioned items. I have had this discussion about you with many of my readers(howdarei.com)online and I can assure you that in the anti-zionist blogoshpere, such is the sentiment. If you would even like to discuss it online, on my site, I would be more than happy to host such a discussion.
Thank you in advance for reading and your response!

Timster

Sunday, May 11, 2014

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Flashy Thing

For my millions of readers, I must apologize for my lengthy absence from the site. I have put up a couple vids recently to keep you all amused, but I have been traveling a lot recently and also writing and attending some classes. I haven't, however, given up this blog or its mission.
I have been working on the great amerikan novel. Soon to be on bookshelves world-wide and occupying
best seller lists everywhere. Maybe. But if not, I am amusing myself in the process of its creation, at any rate. But that's as may be. I wanted to catch up with the alternative blogoshphere and share some thoughts that don't have to do with the book over which I have been laboring.

I like movies. That is to say, that I like the 'idea' of movies.
I know, I have bored you with this subject before, but I feel that more needs to be said about the medium and how I feel that it is more important than we all think.
Now, you know me. I don't watch bad films. Or at least try not to.  Those ones with a producer/director/ or actor whose grandparents were holohoax survivors. That is to say that I vet my film watching activity to almost entirely Gentile endeavors. Which of course is getting harder and harder to find. If a movie is distributed or produced by a jewish owned company, I will continue past the credits because I understand that practically any films with popular distribution MUST have jewish fingers in them somewhere. If it is just distribution, well, I will forgive that for an hour or so as long as their is no editing power associated with such kosher money grabbing. If there is...well, it will show up in the finished product and I will pan it.

That being said, I had the misfortune to watch "Saving Mr. Banks" recently. I took on this judaic endeavor, merely because I have a serious crush on Emma Thompson. I have seen many of her films, of course, and will normally keep my finger on the volume to silence all but her lines. Like most British actors, she has done some serious manure in her career in the name of continuing to ply her craft. I have spoken about this peculiar English view of the dramatic arts before, and as frustrating as it is to see Shakespearean Brit thespians stoop to conquer, it seems that enduring sometimes horrible films is a necessary evil if one wishes to see them at all. Oh well.
Anyway, back to hollyweird lies on celluloid. I did not expect the film in question to be factual. As Ms. Thompson herself declared about the factual inaccuracies in the movie: "We aren't documentarians, we are entertainers".
That hit home with me. I know that it is a simple concept. Movies are movies. Not fact. Fiction is fiction and facts are facts. And documented facts cannot be entertaining. Can they? 
I have a deep-seated respect for Walt Disney. That doesn't make me popular among conspiracy nutjobs or the leftys that decry his sexism and alleged racism. Like the medium of film, again, I like the "idea" of Disney. I hated "Mary Poppins" when I first saw it. And watching clips of it now has done nothing to dispel that nauseating feeling that I associate with the overdone. Too long. Too much to distract from the narrative of the original book. Too much music. Too much dance. Too much flash. That says jewish to me. And of course it was. 

The history of the tussle between Walt and Pamela Goff, the book's author, could have been a real statement film. Told in fact. Told as it happened. For it wasn't a tussle between those two necessarily, but one between the authoress and the jews bent on making it a spectacle extraordinaire. But that wouldn't be entertaining. Or kosher. Or would it? We aren't allowed to decide this. The facts of the drama about Ms. Goff's relinquishing the film rights to her children's book are almost the exact opposite of what is portrayed in the subject film. But that is 'license' and when it comes to Western cinema, we all know who issues such warrants. The facts are that Ms. Goff tried her damnedest to preserve the magic of her tale in the face of jews that she literally hated, but eventually relented to... for much needed money. I won't fault her for that anymore than I will fault someone patronizing a jewish bank to buy a home. It's the only game in town. I also won't fault Walt for his desire to see such a charming tale brought to the screen. He was after all trying against all odds to preserve the magic of childhood for the entire world. That was his mission in life and he literally died trying to accomplish it. 
Fact and fiction have always been combined in the arts to produce an entertainment. An open and close package, whether it be books or plays, film, art, and I dare say music. We have been trained by literary license to suspend factual information for dramatic interpretation. Nothing new there. This technique has often been used to propagandize to be sure, but never as much as it is being so used currently. It is being used to rewrite every factual occurrence imaginable. When artists cling to the license they allow themselves now, they substantiate that freedom with visions of dramatic effect. As if life itself cannot be dramatic and it must be created and sold as what really happened. But for anyone that buys in to the horseshit that real life
drama(and after all, do script writers believe that they 'invented' drama?) cannot be faithfully reproduced with staggering impact on film, has never seen films such as "Breaker Morant"
 
This seems a simple criticism, to be sure. But what is lost in this process, you might well ask. Much, says I.
Most everything. Simple thespians may offhandedly state that its just a movie, or its just a book, but I don't think they realize that movies or book treatments or "docu-dramas", as they are wont to call them, are taken as fact, no matter any disclaimers, written or assumed. I know there was a man named Walt Disney. I know generally what he accomplished. So when you portray him on the silver screen as something other than what he actually DID do, with no factual reference to the contrary, I'm gonna believe what you tell me if it isn't too outlandish.The actors involved in such lies dismiss this fact. The movers and shakers that issue the license to misinform depend on it. But I digress.
I also re-watched "Men in Black" recently. The parallel of the "flashy thing"/neuralizer and the very film(and of course that flashy panel in your living room) slapped me in the face like three fingers of cheap scotch.
That is what I'm talking about. Every bit of decay in our time-saturated reality begins small. Insignificant. But by its very nature of  eventual destruction, continues until all is consumed. Unless abated. A small lie or two about a famous person's life to make their accomplishments fit neatly between the pages of a book or within the time span of a film can seem negligible until it serves an agenda other than entertainment or prepackaged dramatic effect.
So what am I saying here? There is right and there is wrong. This is this...it isn't something else. No matter how you or your tribal concerns want it to be. So whether it is fictitious license to parcel a biography that doesn't want to bog the audience down with the boredom of the everyday life of its subject...to blatant political lying as we see in such classic films as "Shindler's List". The process is dangerous and can be used to rewrite uncomfortable history for political gain. The process is the means to its end.

So the next time you are munching popcorn and enjoying a biographical 'treatment', think of the flashy thing
in front of you and understand the motivation behind the license it invokes to bring you a dramatic package to consume.
"...and go out and get a decorator...cause...damn".

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Saturday, February 8, 2014

Portal And Crisis Cultism

More and more I am seeing reactionary 'crisis cultism' out here. Rather than taking real issues head-on, intelligent people are relying on some sort of divine retribution. And that's just fine and dandy for the tribe. They don't truck with Karma. They don't think for a moment that any magic is going to prevent them from bending you over for a buck. Those bastards. Ya know what? They are right. As the more and more the REAL "cult" predators rape the Gentile world...well, the law of averages dictates that a greater percentage of them will be caught in the act. But that doesn't stop them as a whole from demanding your sphincter. And it doesn't dissuade them. It does provide an element of danger and excitement for them, I suppose, as they fuck you and leave you for dead. Of course, such crimes, even if discovered, become little more than a blip on the radar screen that disappears on the next sweep of the needle. They see to that. And the blips, varying in size, keep on blipping. And no magic happens. There is no ghost-dance that will punish and disappear the evil-doers. Things just don't work like that. The sooner we resign ourselves to this fact, the sooner we can get down to some serious ass-kicking. Getting down to playing their game that doesn't contain any magic. Magic is fine in a theater. A tire-iron is much more effective in getting
your point across.

I know. I know. It is daunting to fight the monetary monster on his home court. The stands are filled with his fans and he has already paid off the officials. It would be nice to bring this Grendle to its knees with one bolt of righteous lightning from above...but it ain't gonna happen that way. This is a game we are going to have to grind out with muscle and blood. Of course by the very nature of the beast's playbook, he is going to expose himself to harm. And we are meant to use this to our advantage. But the key to this offense is us. Not metaphysics. Not waiting on or depending upon any help from an imagined balance of good versus evil that lives in the nether world, and that will intervene on our behalf. This kind of thinking is just what the monster wants from you. He knows to his very evil core that we have no such ally. We have us. And that is no bad thing. If we can put superstition behind us. There will be plenty of time to thank the 'almighty whatever', after we have won. I for one will be asking him where the hell he was in the second half when we could have used another player...but that's as may be.
Buddhists, in their admirable meekness had their asses kicked out of their homeland, and Buddha didn't seem to care. He didn't intervene with his Karma. As a matter of fact, imperial governments throughout history have been fully aware that the thing that stops them in their hegemony is not divine. It isn't an invisible force from above. It is a the very real force of the human body being stopped short by the force of gravity at the end of
a rope.
I just finished playing both "Portal" video games. I know...what is the timster doing playing games in times like these? Well, I have always been attracted to puzzles. Games that require critical thinking to solve. They sharpen one's thinking skills. And hell, they are fun, dammit. 
Anyway these types of puzzle games teach a very real-world lesson, thinks I. Evil can be overcome in the real world. With EFFORT. Not resignation. You can't win if you resign your game to some unseen balance. You will fall into the pit that the beast wants you in. I'm not talking about point-and-shoot vid games. Yawn. I want to use my brain(what little there is). It provides endless joy to outwit, and there have been few times in history as much as the present, that this skill is required of us all. Instead of on our knees, we should be at the drawing board. Nothing positive happens in these games, as well as real life, unless and until you make it happen with your brain. I like that. And so should you. You have a brain. Use it instead of cowering in the corner with your 'faith' that the bad guy will get his. That smacks of resignation. If metaphysical enthusiasts can cite an instance in history, in which divine intervention won the day for those seeking justice, I'll eat this essay and the computer with which I type it.

The beast, whether she is named Glados or Israhell, does not play by the rules of imagined playing-field levelers in the sky. These beasts know better. Therefore they have the advantage on the kind hearts and meek outlook of the religious masses. They cheat. They know that right isn't might. They have learned the reverse to be true.
We are indeed at yet another time of 'crisis'. A time when those in power of most all governments of the world act without the mandate of their countryman. This is not a time to cower in the pews, or rely upon the faith that serves one in better times. This is a time to salute the JPTB the only way they understand.

Thursday, February 6, 2014

A Little Tribute And Advert

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Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Suspect

As an adjective. The title of this little piece is meant to convey that the other things covered in alternative media, along with those juicy revelations that we all want to read about, may serve a bigger purpose. You know, those stories that expose our most profound suspicions. "Jew banker caught in money-laundering, kiddie-porn, slash-and-burn antics pleads guilty to lesser charge of chewing gum in class and receives two weeks probation from yiddish judge." Well, the real journalists are here to give you the facts in the case and you can say "I told you so". And you keep on reading. And you keep on watching. And although the rest of the day's news is not quite so hard-hitting...well, you take it all in anyway because they just gave you what you wanted. But what of those other stories? Well, they are not so believable. And maybe...just maybe...they aren't quite the 'truth' you came for in the first place. Maybe half truths. But as we all know, half is better than nothing. Right? Or is it?

I don't know about you, but when someone deliberately lies to me about something important, they don't get two more strikes. Noam Chomp-sky may prescribe just what this country needs when he describes D.C. as a "...chicken-shit town that should be burned to the ground", but the rest of his message, is nothing more or less than talmudic controlled opposition. But he is out there for the liberal left to follow. Not us.
As you know, very few talking heads out here get it all right. But if they don't, should we even listen to anything they have to say? When they deviate from what we understand as fact, should we buy the whole package, when most are half-truths? Good question. If I agreed 100% with an alternative journalist...well, they would be me. No one agrees with anyone else completely on everything. But the important issues...ah, there's the rub.

So, if I am told by some truth-seeker that he/she has uncovered a plot that explains why the hell we are unhappy as a species, well it gives me pause. You know me. As a rule, I will not listen to any jew explain anything to me...with very few exceptions. I have this rule, because the very nature of that religion is half-truths. And if a member of that tribe has gotten his words or countenance out there, well their message is already suspect. No matter what the content. So I deal with the suspicion. 
Some out here vilify Gilad Atzmon. I can understand that. He is not only jewish, but was raised in that terrorist camp in Palestine. He was a member of the IDF. He understands the bestial behaviour of judaism more than most. He says he is no longer a 'jew'. And yet he cannot bring himself to completely disavow that gutter religion. He fights for Palestinian rights. He points out the political identity of jews. He points out the half-truths and hypocritical nature of 'jews-only' organizations purportedly standing up for Palestine. But you will never hear the candor of a Helen Thomas telling the jews to "get the hell out of Palestine" coming from him. You will never hear him call for the complete dismantling of that Satan-state. You will never hear him advocate for the abolition of that tribe. He will relate all that his 'former' tribe members have done in the name of that disgusting dynasty, and yet that is where he stops. But to me, this is the fine line between what an activist says, does, and doesn't do.
Although he doesn't advocate my solution to the 'jewish question', he does not advocate against it. And he is a valuable asset for having been part of that zionist tribe and is now calling them out. And I have yet to hear a half-truth from him. And until I do, I will not refrain from listening to him. If for nothing else, watching him grapple with his conscience about the obvious conclusions of his stance on the 'jewish question'. He calls for all jews to 'apologize' to the Gentile world for their transgressions, and some rightfully question the severity of his indictment. But to me, he is the perfect microcosm of what every cultural jew must endure and come to terms with. That their religion has no redeeming qualities whatsoever. For anyone. Not them. And certainly not the rest of the world. It is not subject to the tolerance and polite inclusiveness that other religions enjoy. For it brings nothing positive to the table. Nothing. 
But that's as may be.
We were talking about suspicion. And fine lines. There is a very fine line between something/someone that is suspect and paranoia. But I see my no-jew rule as more a precaution. Generally speaking, I don't place my thumb under a swinging hammer. But there may come a time when such an action may have its advantages. I can't think of any at the moment, but I'll get back to you on that. Hammers are suspect in my book. As are jewish talking heads. I have been on the receiving end of both, and I don't really care for it.

So, when Abby Martin presents a brilliant piece explaining the benefits of bitcoin, and her next guest is some jewess going on and on about abortion 'rights'....well, take heed. If George Galloway seems to be championing every cause about which you feel passionate, and in the next breath is glorifying Karl Marx...well, don't say I didn't tell you so.
Don't be paranoid. Be suspicious.

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Blackbirds and Suckerness

It's been a while since I have written you good folks. But I have been
observing. It is like watching those little whirlwinds that scatter
the leaves in a courtyard. First here...then there. Throwing themselves around with no particular pattern and accomplishing little. But still there is movement in this concrete rest-stop in the center of capitalism central.

I listen to people defending and condemning Snowden/Greenwald.
I see rabbis wallowing in hatred like pigs in shit. I listen to lefties and righties. And I watch whirlwinds spin like the tempest in a teapot. Had I gotten from age twelve to my current age without all this observation...I doubt that much would have changed. But I watch all this activity nonetheless and at times chime in with my take. It doesn't dispel these little winds;my assessments. But it keeps me sane.
So here's a few more chimes. 
In my experience, all leaks are planned. Yes, including your
precious Ed and Julian. What would be the purpose of these disclosures for those that would leak them, you might well ask. Well, let's think about that for a moment. What has transpired in our society because of these 'whistle-blower's' actions? All of a sudden we are aware(as if we smart ones weren't already) that our super-power government spies on all of us. Brrrrrrr..... Scary.
Those mean old government guys. But what are you going to do about it? Besides watching your P's and Q's a bit more carefully? We now know for a fact, thanks to these brave souls, that big brother really IS watching us. Uh-huh. Well, that's out in the open now. It's on the table. It exists. Few if any doubt it nowadays.
I am reminded of the scene from Dr. Strangelove, in which the good Doctor chides the Russian ambassador concerning the Doomsday machine by saying, " The whole point of the doomsday machine is lost if you keep it a secret.Why didn't you tell the world, hey?"
You see, it is the fear that is the point, dears. Not the spying. But I'm sure at least my readers understand this salient point. The point that the credibility of such a revelation becomes unquestionable when it is a 'secret' leaked by noble men. While the less 'noble' among us keep on sucking. Anything that is dangled in front of us. The shinier the better.
Ya see, fear is profitable. No matter where it comes from or whether it is warranted, it produces profitable things in our big brains. It makes them littler. And very quickly. It is the great reducer. It makes us all act in predictable patterns. Fight or flight. Resist or comply. So when gay-jewish Glen Greenwald tells you that his buddy has millions of secrets and he's going to sell you a few...well, we all like secrets. Fearful secrets. We just can't resist. So no matter how effective government spying is, it's power is the fear it instills. And that power cannot be utilized unless it is known. So, thanks to fearless whistle-blowers, we all now know to fear our government. Uh-huh. Sweetheart, the real whistle-blowers get gagged or gagged. The shiny ones are on your evening news.


Oh, they will make concessions to their eavesdropping, but that isn't the final point...as you well know. It's win-win for the JPTB now. The lefties are screaming foul...the righties want more. 
And the more observant among us question the whole thing. It's all such fun. And it gets us out
in the open air. Keeps our blood pressure up.
But that's as may be.
So if our big brains are getting smaller, what then? Well, the medium is the message. And that's all folks. That IS the only message. Drive it home. Keep pounding away. Fear. Fear. Fear. Keep driving it. And although few if any are making these obvious conclusions of mine. I don't mind. Maybe I will be targeted for understanding the game-plan. For not getting caught up in the whirlwind even a little.
But I doubt it. I won't be quoted. It won't be commented upon. The world will little note, nor long remember(so to speak),what I write on the back of this envelope. No matter.
If nothing else, I can state unequivocally, that I am not a sucker.
My suckerness is and always has been at a minimum. But I am surprised I don't find this reckoning more prevalent. Although I don't offer metaphysical alternatives to suckerness, it amazes me how many blackbirds we have out here.