I regret having to say this, but it needs to be said. Judaism is very important historically, but monotheism has conquered the earth and they have no special role today, they lost their covenant when the rejected their Messiah, this "light unto the nations" shit is long gone. The circumstances of Judaism's origins caused it to be inherently hostile, very hostile, to outsiders. You shall dwell alone, do not mix with them, you are superior and will eventually possess the earth, it's fine to lie, cheat, and even kill them, etc.... And then they pretend to be shocked by "anti-Semitism." This is a good one too, we couldn't enter the professions because of "anti-Semitism" so we became bankers. As one does, obviously if you can't get a job you become a banker.
The book I edited, the 1602 Anti-Machiavel, addresses the subject of whether it is permissible to commit evil in the service of good. That is, can we commit temporary evil in order to reach a goal we envision as good? Can we serve a "higher truth" by lying? etc. The idea is roundly denounced; I wrote in the introduction:
He says moreover that the results are not in our power; it is in our power to do good. There's a free PDF of the book on the Politics page of this website.
Trump was (an actor) doing his malignant narcissist schtick, making democracy look odious, now this little ancient pederast is dragged around the world, again making democracy look odious. This is no accident.
I can't remember when I had this realization; the realization was, all our noble qualities, our idealism, humanitarian yearnings ... there are people who study these things and weaponize them against us. The thought wasn't that clear, it was something like "these warmongers are manipulating the people, and they are using an emotional and idealistic vocabulary to do it. They are weaponizing the good, turning good into evil, quite deliberately."
Obviously the answer is not to give up idealism or nobler qualities, but I think it would be good if among the public a general awareness of these tools were to develop.
I had a very esoteric theory about Jewish intelligence. You'll recall, Max Brod said to Franz Kafka "You're from the future!" And Kafka was from the future. Here we are.
Other observations led me to theorize - maybe this isn't the first time we've played out this timeline. Trying to observe the soul and its level of development. This was just speculation, I wouldn't put it forth as a serious hypothesis, but ... trying to see beneath the surface.
I just read Freud's Moses and Monotheism, which was life-changing for me, totally unexpected at the age of forty-three. I had written off Freud as a pernicious lunatic. The bottom line is that prior to Egypt, we don't know who "the Jews" were, the patriarchs are mythological, but there really was an Exodus, and there really was a very strong force that established monotheism. Monotheism is the inevitable conclusion of abstract thought; most people accept it as self-evident, but few can really know. From the start, the Exodus consisted of the world's smartest people. We have no need for cosmic-esoteric hypotheses, the facts answer to the problem.
Not all the heroes are gone...
Eric Clapton: www.bitchute.com/video/FzcEDPnlRiD4/
RT is usually better than this . . . tantrum or whatever it is. They aren't perfect by any means, but this is rather unhinged.
Frankenstein, or the Modern Prometheus is one of the most influential works in world literature. Remarkably, it was written by an eighteen-year-old Mary Shelley, with assistance from her husband Percy Bysshe Shelley. Its origins lie indirectly in the last solar minimum we experienced, the Dalton Minimum of the early 1800s. In April 1815 Indonesia’s Mount Tambora started erupting. It went on for several months and ejected so much matter into the stratosphere that skies turned yellow in England.
J.M.W. Turner, Chichester Canal
In June of 1816 (the ‘year without a summer’), snow fell in New England, while at Lake Geneva, ensconced amid gloomy constant storms, young Lord Byron and Percy Bysshe Shelley, with young Mary Godwin and her stepsister, read gothic horror stories around the fire. Byron proposed they each try to invent one; after days of thinking, one night Mary had a dream.
Villa Diodati, site of Mary Shelley's dream
Mary wrote of her dream:
Percy Shelley later wrote his own Prometheus Unbound; perhaps the theme stuck when he was expelled from Oxford for writing The Necessity of Atheism. The plot of Frankenstein also resembles the Greek story of Daedalus, the scientist and inventor who created the half-man half-bull Minotaur, so fierce only the Labyrinth could contain him, and only Theseus could kill him. Later Daedalus fashioned wings for his son, Icarus, who flew too high and fell from heaven. Francis Bacon used the fable of Daedalus to illustrate the dangers of science in Wisdom of the Ancients:
The ancients have left us a description of mechanical skill, industry, and curious arts converted to ill uses, in the person of Dædalus, a most ingenious but execrable artist. This Dædalus was banished for the murder of his brother artist and rival, yet found a kind reception in his banishment from the kings and states where he came. He raised many incomparable edifices to the honour of the gods, and invented many new contrivances for the beautifying and ennobling of cities and public places, but still he was most famous for wicked inventions. Among the rest, by his abominable industry and destructive genius, he assisted in the fatal and infamous production of the monster Minotaur, that devourer of promising youths. And then, to cover one mischief with another, and provide for the security of this monster, he invented and built a labyrinth; a work infamous for it’s end and design, but admirable and prodigious for art and workmanship. After this, that he might not only be celebrated for wicked inventions, but be sought after, as well for prevention, as for instruments of mischief, he formed that ingenious device of his clue, which led directly through all the windings of the labyrinth. This Dædalus was persecuted by Minos with the utmost severity, diligence, and inquiry; but he always found refuge and means of escaping. Lastly, endeavouring to teach his son Icarus the art of flying, the novice, trusting too much to his wings, fell from his towering flight, and was drowned in the sea.
EXPLANATION. - The sense of the fable runs thus. It first denotes envy, which is continually upon the watch, and strangely prevails among excellent artificers; for no kind of people are observed to be more implacably and destructively envious to one another than these.
In the next place, it observes an impolitic and improvident kind of of punishment inflicted upon Dædalus, that of banishment; for good workmen are gladly received everywhere, so that banishment to an excellent artificer is scarce any punishment at all; whereas other conditions of life cannot easily flourish from home. For the admiration of artists is propagated and increased among foreigners and strangers; it being a principle in the minds of men to slight and despise the mechanical operators of their own nation.
The succeeding part of the fable is plain, concerning the use of mechanic arts, whereto human life stands greatly indebted, as receiving from this treasury numerous particulars for the service of religion, the ornament of civil society, and the whole provision and apparatus of life; but then the same magazine supplies instruments of lust, cruelty, and death: For, not to mention the arts of luxury and debauchery, we plainly see how far the business of exquisite poisons, guns, engines of war, and such kind of destructive inventions, exceeds the cruelty and barbarity of the Minotaur himself.
The addition of the labyrinth contains a beautiful allegory, representing the nature of mechanic arts in general; for all ingenious and accurate mechanical inventions, may be conceived as a labyrinth, which, by reason of their subtilty, intricacy, crossing, and interfering with one another, and the apparent resemblances they have among themselves, scarce any power of the judgment can unravel and distinguish; so that they are only to be understood and traced by the clue of experience.
It is no less prudently added, that he who invented the windings of the labyrinth, should also show the use and management of the clue; for mechanical arts have an ambiguous or double use, and serve as well to produce as to prevent mischief and destruction; so that their virtue almost destroys or unwinds itself.
Unlawful arts, and indeed frequently arts themselves, are persecuted by Minos, that is, by laws, which prohibit and forbid their use among the people; but notwithstanding this, they are hid, concealed, retained, and everywhere find reception and sculking-places; a thing well observed by Tacitus of the astrologers and fortune-tellers of his time. "These," says he, "are a kind of men that will always be prohibited, and yet will always be retained in our city."
But lastly, all unlawful and vain arts, of what kind soever, lose their reputation in tract of time; grow contemptible and perish, through their over-confidence, like Icarus; being commonly unable to perform what they boasted. And to say the truth, such arts are better suppressed by their own vain pretensions, than checked or restrained by the bridle of laws.
God knows who wrote the stuff under Dylan's name. But Jerry did the best covers of it.
Many people are incredulous when they hear claims that big narratives like 9/11, climate change and Covid are deceptions. They cannot imagine that so many people would lie, that a false consensus could be imposed on such a grand scale.
To which I'd say, well, take Shakespeare for instance. Shakespeare's biography, in the context of the works ascribed to him, is one of the most absurd stories ever told. It makes Santa Claus or the Tooth Fairy look like a mundane report on yesterday's weather. Many writers, including myself, have spent spent decades investigating and exposing the problems with this narrative, and yet we are told a consensus of Shakespeare scholars concur that "Shakespeare wrote Shakespeare." To put it bluntly, if you are a teacher of literature and you would lie about this, you would lie about anything. You can't be trusted to tell the time of day. That's where we're at as a society.
An excellent 75-minute video from James Corbett. It's worth asking, do the proponents of transhumanism really believe it, or is this just a cover story to introduce technologies whose purpose is to surveil and control us?
"The McPherson, Kansas, facility, which FDA inspectors wrote is the nation’s largest manufacturer of sterile injectable controlled substances, has a long, troubled history. Nearly a decade’s worth of FDA inspection reports, recalls and reprimands reviewed by KHN show the facility as a repeat offender. FDA investigators have repeatedly noted in reports that the plant has failed to control quality and contamination or fully investigate after production failures."
New Strain of Stockholm Syndrome Discovered
"Malmö malady" is here to stay, scientists warn
Researchers at the Uppsala Institute for Benevolent Psychological Warfare have identified a new strain of Stockholm syndrome, they claim. Published in the psychiatric journal Think About It!, their discovery has sent shockwaves through the psychiatrically-inclined community around the globe.
Stockholm syndrome, named after a 1973 bank robbery in said city, causes hostages to identify with, and feel affection for, their captors. The new strain, dubbed the Malmö malady after the city where it was first identified, causes uninterested third parties to feel affection for those who are holding others hostage. The first documented case was an otherwise healthy fifteen-year-old girl who fell madly in love with Dr. Anthony Fauci. "I don't know what I was thinking," she said. "I mean, he's tiny, he looks like a rat, and he's eighty. But like Henry Kissinger said, power is the ultimate aphrodisiac."
The research team was led by Dr. Hedda Thunderberg, who said "Sweden already had herd immunity to the old Stockholm syndrome, that's why we didn't lock down when this silly little flu came along. However, much of the rest of the world went completely insane, developing acute Stockholm syndrome. We were like a little island of mental health. Under that kind of pressure, Stockholm syndrome was bound to mutate into some new variant. Thus the Malmö malady."
Asked if she expects a Nobel Prize, Dr. Thunderberg said "Damn skippy. If we don't get it, you'll know it was the Patriarchy."
"[T]he Covid pandemic seemed to confirm so many of our assumptions. It cast down the people we regarded as villains. It raised up those we thought were heroes. It prospered people who could shift easily to working from home even as it problematized the lives of those Trump voters living in the old economy."
Remarkable stuff. This is a UK outlet, saying lockdowns and social distancing "problematized the lives of those Trump voters living in the old economy" - you know, villains. Everybody else - the heroes who can work from home - prospered. I had to look up the author, Thomas Frank, and lo and behold he graduated from the same high school as I did, Shawnee Mission East in suburban Kansas City. We were very likely born at the same hospital, St. John's. He lived in Mission Hills, which is like a little Disneyland of mansions, I lived down the way where the lodgings were more modest, but still very nice.
This brings up a funny story. I was about maybe 25, working as a bartender at the Carriage Club in Mission Hills. Several years earlier I saw the funniest thing I've ever seen.
We had gotten a large quantity of DMT, a very potent psychedelic, you smoke it and it comes on fast and completely overwhelms you, you have to be sitting down and ready to just fall back and let it do its thing. When we administered it to people and explained it to them, they got apprehensive, and there's a threshold, either you get really high or you don't get anything. So we ended up wasting a lot on people who were pussyfooting.
So I decided to get a five-foot bong, and make people draw up the chamber, then catch their breath and inhale the whole thing, that way it wouldn't be wasted. Problem solved.
DMT leaves a residue, and this bong had built up quite a residue.
So one day this kid comes over, his name is Blake, we called him Blake the Flake because he was a trust fund kid who could only pay you once a month. He had never heard about DMT.
So we're sitting in a large Victorian house with a big living room, there's maybe eight people sitting around. Blake comes by and asks if he can pack a bowl of schwag, inferior Mexican marijuana (this was 1997). We were pot snobs, we wouldn't even put that stuff in our pipes, so we said "You can use that bong over there." The DMT bong.
So he packs a bowl and takes a rip. The poor guy, he had never heard of DMT and he got a roaring hit of it. He starts to panic, falling back and physically inert, and we all realize what happened and start laughing uncontrollably. I was rolling on the ground. This can only have contributed to his distress.
So back to the Carriage Club in Kansas City. I was working as a bartender years later, and this guy is closing down the bar and we start talking. "I went to school in Lawrence," this that, he says "Oh maybe you know my son Blake. He lives there." I look at his face and sure enough that's the father of Blake the Flake. I had totally forgotten about the incident, but it all came back to me in a flash. I laughed and said "Oh yeah, I think I know your son."
When they made Henry VIII the head of their church. Or rather, Henry made himself head of the church. That's a theocracy, an explicitly satanic one in Henry's case. This guy was as unfit a person to head a church as has ever walked the earth. They looted the monasteries and established a ruling class of ruthless satanic Freemasons. To this day they are the world's biggest problem.
A lot of Masonic writers claim Francis Bacon as their own; this is absolutely absurd, but not everything they say about Bacon is to be dismissed out of hand. Bacon was a sincere Christian, and if Bacon was a Mason, why has he been written out of history? Why the intense animus against him? He is the second-most hated person in history after Jesus.
That's right, the Grateful Dead only played four shows in 1975, and they are ass-kickers. They just about went broke with the Wall of Sound in 1974.
Those are JBL speakers with big magnets, try dragging a Fender Twin with two of them around. They were moving serious air, crystal clear. This jam is a pippin; I'll repeat that I don't think there's anyone alive who is equal to Jerry.
I was exposed to "conspiracy theory" relatively early; in 1994 I was seventeen, and an older friend who I knew through trading bootleg concert tapes loaned me a copy of Bill Cooper's seminal book Behold a Pale Horse. He also gave me cassette copies of Cooper's radio program "The Hour of the Time." I took the ideas seriously, but the rabbit hole was pretty shallow then.
When 9/11 happened, the enormity of it totally overwhelmed my capacity for critical thinking, and it wasn't until 2005 that I was exposed to information contradicting the official narrative. Pretty soon I knew Israel was responsible, and I was furious that they had fooled us into fighting their wars and destroying our reputation around the world. I became that loathsome thing, an "anti-Semite." I had experiences in the drug trade that left me with a bad impression of Jews, but this was something on a whole other level.
I'm still furious at Israel, still think their supremacist beliefs are absurd and odious, and I'm still angry at the Jews for a long litany of reasons (mostly their monopoly of American culture, and what they do with it). But seeing some come out of the woodwork to resist the current trends is encouraging. I'm thinking of people like Mark Crispin Miller and Naomi Wolf. Reading Freud's Moses and Monotheism has tempered my attitudes, as I'm first and foremost a monotheist, and I realize the circumstances of their origins contributed to the things I find objectionable in them. I'm now a former anti-Semite.
This stuff is absolutely hideous. They're hijacking your brain, I have to shut my eyes whenever I see it, I just absolutely refuse to look at it. They could just use subtitles, but they must know that this stuff takes up more of your brain. It's a way of acting out words, giving substance to shadow, imparting physical reality to the wind of political rhetoric. It's always so exaggerated and histrionic. Imagine what someone like this is like in real life.