Motion graphics in all its many forms produces a simile that is cast in escapism from individual reality. The current times see this projected in the commercial entertainment genre, as a means of cultural instruction and surveillance.of society. If one takes the mechanism of capturing regular unvarnished existential episodes of momentary reality in it raw unvarnished form and strings it together as a larger statement it expresses a coherent appreciation of person that serves as it focal point. The question is then asked if the audience is privy to some sense of naked truth about its author? The episode viewed is not unsullied reality. but neither can it be understood to be trusted as absolute verifiable surveillance verified truth. The decisions behind the assemblage of these random scenes becomes the author’s message to the viewer that speaks to the mundane details but also to the thoughts motivating their capture. In this sense of perspective, this is an exercise in pure cinema.
“Feminists!” “Liberals!” “Progressive!” Congratulations! Now you are hated. What was once mild amusement and transferred over the interim as bucolic turned to aggravation has crossed the Rubicon and laid down the gauntlet. Those that you have condemned in order to get your freedom no longer have any use for you. Your children revile the emptiness of your artificial world. The unfortunates of the Third World would like to rape you before they behead you. The distortion of your largess offered to race’s that once differed to your own now demand unconditional and endless reparations. Whether it was planned or not by ‘they’, yes, it was Donald Trump’s fault. He blatantly opened the crack in the dam of political repression of the truth and now there is no conceivable way of denying the fact that the genie will not return to its bottle. As with every Utopia ever imagined by humankind, this post WW2 variety has dissolved into what all flawless attempts of living in impossible self-serving fantasies finally do. Nothingness. With the die off of the ‘greatest generation‘ that was the last recognizable transition point between the best of what the American identity could achieve and the successive slide into emptiness of the self-serving ones that have come up far short of that mark, there will soon be no more ‘white’ knights with your welfare in mind. Your kind have brought truth to Brother Nikita’s words of, “We will bury you!” Daddy is dead and gone, so enjoy your safe spaces while you still can.
No one gets anywhere in this existence by embracing pessimism. This is a condition that generally comes with advancing age. Something not all that different than chronic colds leading to bronchitis that eventually transitions to a bout of fatal pneumonia. The current society being wired to address the fact of the most vulnerable of their consumers leaves the aged out of the picture in the popular spectrum of importance. The invisible chains forming the boundaries of the acceptable of today stretch back to the failures of the foresight of the past. The only thing that the old can offer to the young is this basic insight. Unfortunately, the same overbearing mechanism like any common virus takes this into account and each generation of the young must learn it the hard way through suffering through it. The world treats you according to your personal perspective that oft times finds you a victim and other times a conqueror. The key for solving this dilemma for better or worse lies in knowing and understanding the past from both sides. To take up the ability to cut the Gordian knot rather than waste time to decipher that which has been designed to be purposefully arcane. To know that the older one gets the more that they realize how little they know and how much less that they will come to understand about complexities. That is why simple truths last through the ages while long diatribes quickly disintegrate and fall into dust. The heart must save the mind from its continued folly and goad forth the emotions on a narrow path. Slavery comes from opportunities to easily offered by one’s self to the emptiness of the world.
It seems that everyone from everywhere of every description of every background is persistently unhappy. So we all get sucked down into the whirlpool of quick judgments, high emotions, and finding quick answers in popularly visible scapegoats, demonstrably guilty or not. This includes blacks, Islamist’s, Jews, Whites, Hispanics, etc., etc. Yet no one caught within these designations does much more in affecting a positive effect in their own favor but merely are blunted by falling in a trap. There is a very potent reason why those from less developed ‘Third World’ cultures are antagonistic, yet equally memorized by ‘white’ European culture. The experience of the well-distributed fantasy as perpetual well-being accompanied by all the bells and whistles of a modern commercial consumer culture is just too damn attractive. Why do slimline blond Nordic female’s genitals raise so much interest in all those that are raise with such different customs and tastes that they have to rub up against them? If it were merely a case of flooding in to cause havoc then there would have to be more lethal and efficient ways to get the goal of securing terrain.
It seems that there is a love affair with a universally broadcast fantasy that has equal purchase to the mind of all factions. This is of course no accident as the current time is a golden age of the transfer of media in all forms int he most immediate and easily accessible manner possible. But there is another significant factor that is common that the fantasy implies and so many who are successful within the culture of its origin fall prey too. Their obsessive focus tends to have them building their own physical manifestation of a prison in the material sense of same. If you can get beyond the politics and the entities responsible you find yourself as the most accountable conspirator in your own demise. Consider and modern neighborhood as a collection of clams upon the seabed? The general view of things is a narrow horizon from within a calcified coating built up over a long duration. Structurally, most of us fit too conveniently into small shoes boxes with picture windows with the blinds closed. Your goals in the material sense become your focus and woe betide anyone or anything that gets between you and the mental fog of societally assisted of its incremental attainment. Go through any neighborhood and see people taking on extra jobs working estra hours to maintain little museums of artifacts that do little directly to enrich their daily existences.
What occurs most fequently is the transaction of one’s weath come of time away from their family and themselves is rewarded with the invocation to want more artifacts to reinforce their ‘nests’ with. A ‘safe zone’ that they can retreat to and whose appearance supports a standing wave type perception of all their formative experiences and goals. People from any walk of life or corner of the world are self-mesmerized by what they want to see and seduced by anything that they can use to heighten that mental impression. Some in the USA buy guns to combat there fears through fantasy. Some go out with strangers with which they have nothing in common and demonstratively sign on to causes they no nothing about for that moment of assumed solidarity. Others, make an all consuming career of investing and trading stocks speculatively to build the illusion of a buffer to danger through paper based wealth. Those that focus their attentions obsessively at the cost of other human emotions end up a prisoner of their own inflexible perspectives. History seems to favor mobility and those that have a good sense of self that they carry through the ebb and flow of disasters and success’. The ongoing regular waking fantasy must yield in some measure to that chaos of trying to determining the question of the true identity of the essential self. That is something that no cultural perspective from any angle can ever provide a complete and satifying answer to.
Long John Silver, Boris Karloff, Liberace and Wagon’s Ho! the day had been beautiful. Exceptional really! The outside caught in a mosquito-free cool balmy Summer’s late afternoon sitting around with friends in a neighborhood forest preserve. The nation’s birthday was at hand announced occasionally with the thunderous report of firecrackers and the whistle of celebratory missiles launched skyward. The small ensemble of three sat in their cheap deck chairs upon the grass within the clutter of a makeshift picnic. The range of ages in-between spanning two decades. Conversation was an art that was now dusted off. Mike Myers, Ben Stiller, Tom Cruze, Ivana Fuckalot, Raymond Chandler! It was hard to decipher what the hometown interests were? One of them being the oldest with fresh memories of names and shows from times that the other two could not recall. The other guy in this small ensemble a well-seasoned European emigre naturalized since young adulthood a quarter of century past. His wife a native of northern Ohio with ways that at times seemed strange to the other two. Even though one was her husband in a relationship that could boast almost two years. MierThe sun drifted slowly down descending incrementally from its unnaturally long dominion siting in the sky. Eyes drifting skyward with the passing groans of titanium gnats whose twin engines whined above. A distraction to the bouts of recollection of each, some public and much more private. The rumpled cloth of bygone memory spread out like a canopy them hovering above the blankets on the grass. Odds and ends of small Ziplock bags filled with olives, and pickles and cheese cut into small planks. The trees surrounding this clearing filtering the light into warm hues challenging the imagination of a painter’s mental blank canvas. The kibitzing brought forward a joke about a married couple watching a solitary drunken man stagger as ways down the lane. “Look honey!” “He must be still be celebrating his divorce!” The biting edge of mutual laughter catching each in completely different ways. You could hear occasional crescendoes of a much larger family affair in an adjoining clearing several hundred feet down the concrete lane. The other tribe of humanity bringing its hot dogs and hamburgers and loud DVD driven realities to an otherwise peaceful quiet. The sun had now settled back behind the treelike and the sudden coolness brought the seance to its conclusion. It was getting hard to find things to say that would shoo away the exhaustion of the concluding holiday. What little their was left was put back in its paper bags and packed in the car’s trunk. A the small grill was emptied of the ash of exhausted charcoal. Weary goodbye’s were said and all departed.
The evening was quiet. Dusk brought the darkness but little in the way of the barrage of customary fireworks. Patriotism had been leached out of region the haphazard mismatch of overlapping ethnicity’s that enjoyed the yearly ritual but were oblivious to it’s origins. Officially, the big municipal displays were now dead. Assigned out of the budget. So what disturbance there was came in patchworks of small unofficial neighborhood tirades. One could imagine that the intensity of spirit that seemed missing had departed due to a political shift in loyalties. The last few generations were content to celebrate their leisure with cell phones or rides along the bike trails. The shades of previous generations stood like silent relics within the solitary thoughts projected on the ceiling. The young did not need ghosts. They had them in profusion at the cinemas upon the wide screen. Those others who had accumulated many years past the age of parenthood could remember those of their own now but a wispy haze of momentary present’s. A small post midnight enclave int he distant down the street carrying on the almost indifferent ritual of “light em and run!” Their nuisance somehow expected. The problem not being noise or the interruption of sleep but the stirrings of times long past format he collected dust of forgetfulness. Emotions congealed into bitter alcohol from a long ignored brandy snifter. The pangs of the loss of entire lifetimes coming not from the many instants of falling into the muse of these absent ones being just out of sight in a reprise of a past scenario. But in all those many little readjustments of mental focus that brought one back into an ever emptier realization of a solitary present tense.
The following set of observations are not being shared to appease nor impress in order to garner ‘likes’ of admiration for cleverness or artful venom. Quite frankly, those who are in the prevalent majority, socially indoctrinated, will be instantly repelled by the simple singular phrasing at the foundation of it’s premise. This is the most tender point of course because in the present tense of the modern Western world, ‘belief’ has more validity than a mountain of simple unadulterated supportable facts. To be even more strenuously realistic, most will vehemently reject these observations until, like myself, they will ultimately be forced to as their world collapses financially, spiritually or otherwise. For most of us, it will be too late! “Fait Accompli!” Having made these dire pronouncements let me also state that these singular observations are come of a point of view evolved from many decades past. One’s that had been too easily swished around within a similar milieu of generic Liberalized beliefs. One’s of a vintage that at that point in time were considered unassailable to criticism. One’s that purportedly demanded a belief in universality and equal fairness of the rest of what was at that time considered an institutionally archaic world . Unfortunately, in light of too many overt nefarious events that led to an invariable accumulation of similar life experiences that exposed one’s own debilitating mentality in contributing energy to an ongoing self-deluding sense of farce, the ‘prima facia’ truths finally outweighed the painful bridle of social scorn. Philosophically, there is a latent mentality of ethnic cultural existentialism lurking within the hybrids of modern pseudo-religions in topics termed ‘Scientific’, ‘Technological’ and realistically ‘Politique’. The basic measuring unit of current existence is found in the basic unvoiced declaration, “It is all about Me!” Within this lies the weak link that allows endless opportunity to the practice of mischief by ‘group-minded’ cults who in turn murderously guard their collective identity against all comers. The footprint that trips up these types of perpetrators comes from the same simple procedures that any detective or county prosecutor would follow in solving a crime and convicting those who are guilty of it. “What is the physical evidence?” “Who was most connected to the scene of the crime both directly and indirectly?” and “Who stands to gain the most?” There seems to be a singular truism in our current culture that there is a strictly enforced set of social taboos that all are strongly advised to conform to. Ones that state that no one is to dare confront, but simply be silent and go along with. The generic stamp of Political Correctness being the catch-all term and list of unwritten rules administering this behavior. A current mass mentality in force that pretends to have no definable parent or any accountability for the sum total of effects of its universal application in Western European cultures. Let me simply term the obvious fact that quite simply it is a Jewish invention.
If one can mount the courage to climb over that razor wire protected barb threatening the climber with risking the stigmatizing labels of “Anti-Semite”and “Racist”, then they have made to through to the first line of defense against inquiry. The next hurtle to be surmounted then being one created by the Hollywood and inspired by the graveyard. One populated by a multitude of ethereal Holocaust victims that, despite a lack of demonstrable evidence come of historical record, seems to ever replenish itself back up to the mystical Kabbalah-bound number of six-million. To be able to tread past this no man’s land, is to be able to permit one’s basic sense of curiosity to freely and independently roam. A feat that demonstrates an act of faith and courage. But even more important, a commitment to lasting beliefs in what once were basic unalterable laws that govern the moral behavior of society in general. A belief that everyone has the God given unalterable right to question and then speak their minds without fear of their government. Alas! The current iteration of culture supplied to the last couple generations seems little more than a dead freeze-dried unappetizing meal full corporate dogma and artificial mindsets that do not jibe with historical facts. Two and two never quite being able to be found to yield any agreeable sum with basic tenets of Mathematics. So the incorrect are the results that they are immediately dismissed as going against what one was scrupulously taught. There have been other similarly beset past generations whose paltry remnants were as scarred by WWI. One that was paradoxically termed the, “Lost Generation”. Fertile raw material for fantasy based approximations dished out to movie audiences as something romantic and exceptional. Revisionist tales specifically designed to tempt the palates of later Northern European cultures who had in fact had actually lost the most. The faux paradise of Technicolor and high resolution wide screen now similarly hyping on about modern culture merely a thin fog attempting to conceal institutionally guided emotional emptiness. Those aspiring escapees of the so-called ‘Third World’ not beset by this same malaise but rather counting on benefiting by its exploitation. Their default viewpoints reliant on ‘blood’ and family ties governed by an unshakable belief system that stresses only their own group. At close glance in light of the current spin of contemporary political discussion, they are promoted as being both helpless and yet equally predatory. The central irony being that the most parasitic of the bunch is currently engorging itself upon the remainder of the waning powers of it’s Western European host. Encouraging its prey as it consumes it to attack the parasite’s rivals as it kills it. The morphia applied to the anesthetized ‘meal’ confusing its ability to discern the content of daily subversion and refocus it’s energies for survival against the primary source of disease. If this current modern society has been labeled ‘sick’, it is because it is being weaned of its natural identity by those who have been successful in never surrendering their own! A socially resistant force that exists by mounting chameleon-like ruses to inspire it’s victim complacency up until it has been completely consumed. If this seems impossibly absurd or simply demented, then consider the standard rules of engagement that one typically finds in the type of everyday place where people of all backgrounds daily converge. This being the coffee shop.
The template of the contemporary coffee shop is directly descended from a classic sense of same of former decades. An ethnically based social microcosm directly from the post-war Ashkenazi influenced re-interpretation of counterparts from European capitals. Facsimiles that were lionized in film and literature during the nineteen-fifties as East Coast metropolis bound watering holes for forward thinking universal Liberal value systems that embraced everyone and everything. The anthropological sites of study being the “East Village” of New York and its “Soho”. An area that is in the immediate vicinity of the ‘uber-Liberal New York University. It being America’s answer to the (Jewish) Intellectual center of Europe of the Sorbonne of Paris. Not ironically, NYU being the the home of the ‘New School’ which is the East Coast outpost of the Marxist inspired transplant of the Frankfurt School (AKA Political Correctness). These places being cited historically as places ever fermenting discontent and promoting unending cultural revolution. The mythic storytelling ability of film aided by mass communication allowing both a soapbox and pulpit for disseminating this fixed mentality to the rest of the culture. The caricatures of a desirable contemporary life played out in the semiotics denoting proper behavior by dress and superficial behavior. One’s that telegraph the right signals energized by phantom power sources that determine limits of acceptable behavior tolerable in this precisely tailored environment. The customer base in these locales not being considered as simple consumers deserved of simply service in the classic sense of the commercial transfer of goods and services. But rather as participants if affirming the various categories of cults that are judged on premises as being acceptably amenable or divisively antagonistic to the default Liberal atmosphere in force. One can probably rule out the overt nature of same evident in more institutionally corporate run versions as being ‘weak tea’. The foibles of the vulnerability of youthful acceptance being more demonstrably evident within smaller establishments. The proclivity of tattoo’s proclaiming personal identities along with stratified mode’s of the acceptable in stylish of dress and intense concerns of body image paraded most conspicuously within these locations. That default setting of commercialism appearing more ‘home-grown’ in flavor suited to the taste buds of ‘hip’. ‘trendy’ and ‘retro’. The vogue pattern of behavior in terms of the interaction of staff and store regulars telling the tale. Examining this by classifications and implicit hierarchies, one might start by explaining a few key characteristics of same to help identify the environment. Music playing in the background along with the level of its volume having significance in attracting the most welcomed of viewpoints. An endless succession of popular played hits from past and present eras advancing PC safe topics of continual feminist discontent in contrast to a proclivity of ethnic ghetto R&B providing the opposite desire for temporal fulfillment by the satisfaction of sexual lust being a positive marker that that one is in the right place. The usual suspects on call being a mix of ‘Rainbow’ identities defined in the specifics of well-managed quotas:
A. One commercially acceptable feminine body image woman universally considered attractive by all (probably blondish Northern European in genetic heritage)
B. One or more young women who are in contrast to the ‘centerpiece’ to act as foils to same by virtue of body weight, facial characteristics, and commercially uncomplimentary modes of dress (one’s essentially drawn from the ‘common peasant’ folk)
C. An LGBT influenced member drawn from any of the same
D. And of course the obligatory ‘token black’ equally evidencing any of the behaviors or general characteristics of the above.
E. Any male white or otherwise that is inserted within the ensemble through needful expedience, expected to by completely non-aggressive and fully subservient. The best version of same being Gay or at least demonstrably effeminate.
The initial encounter of customer with counter staff defining an inferred pecking order defining ‘insider’ and ‘outsider’. A general breakdown of classes of same being along the lines of the labels of ‘Ethnic’, ‘Millennial’, ‘Temporal Outsider’, ‘White’, and ‘Old’, in that exact order. To briefly analogize these arbitrary boundaries by the typical attitudes from a focus expressed by coffee house staff one could venture the following general descriptions:
‘ETHNIC’: Any current version of same officially considered acceptably Liberal immediately treated to an eternally ‘sunny’ smiling form of subservient deference accompanied by overly overt demonstrations of inexhaustible helpfulness offered to the extreme. The central cornerstone as main focus inspiring this type of exposition being anyone of African-American genetic traits. Dreadlocks and ‘Black’ separatist totems and symbols demanding different levels of active play despite the possibility of being vulnerable to reciprocal cultural scorn in righteous aloofness that may be provided in return. These ‘guests’ are allowed to break any house rule without staff comment or distress evidenced in the staff’s behavior. Ritual outpourings of demonstrative hyperbole’s of admiration verbally championing the exceptional qualities of any accompanying infants is the ‘de rigor’.
MILLENNIAL: Theoretically those who are treated as ‘equals’ by staff. That is if their manner of dress and body art are in line in with those of the staff. Some non-ethnic males being allowed as acceptable if they are unduly culturally handsome or functionally quiet. The most desirable form of this level of connections reserved for females similar in appearance and sounding the most sympathetically ‘Liberal’. These type of encounters never appear as theatrically ‘genuine’ as the one’s from the Ethnic variety. Though they tend to expand in longer duration by virtue of superficial commonalities.
TEMPORAL OUTSIDER: This class forms the backbone of the house’s revenue and as they are composed by a wide variety of the working 9 to 5 career descriptions. They are provided an expeditious basic sense of courtesy. One that reduces the patois to the minimum necessary to conduct business. Nothing beyond the customary ‘hello’ and departing ‘have a nice day’.
WHITE (AKA., nebulous hard to determine obvious genetic European heritage): Though staff may fall within the category of this group , it is one to be looked down upon as morally undeserving, per the classic Jewish sense of same. A summary judgement of tolerance is instantly made that is based upon the context of the initial encounter. The age group, style of dress, physical body image are all evaluated in terms of the amount of PC interaction that the customer offers staff. The reciprocal response by the staff ranging from a cool sense of distraction where the customer’s order has to be repeated once again because the server is completely tuned out. But, can occasionally soar to a few sentences of uneasy commercial camaraderie offered solely upon the type of topics as spontaneously offered by the customer. The exception to this measured interchange of behavior being an encounter of anyone of obvious connection to Jewish power group. This person is given immediate deference with a polite level of demonstrated solidarity in outlook. This is never returned by this type save occasionally for a very cool non-specific reciprocal inference. The worst of encounters of all categories above leading to a silent sense of discomfort. One that is exhibited in an absence of helpful behavior and concern in the actions of both staff and house regulars. Maybe, on occasion, a mildly derisive comment or two might surface?
OLD: Those whose age group extend up to and past that of the age of any of the staff’s parents. They are a species of themselves alone! Considered completely separate and apart from that acceptable to setting of the establishment. The greater the age and the more prone to the implicit context of a scornfully latent kind of disregard with which this type of customer is treated. Dutifully compliant smiles or cold indifferent blank stares! Old women that signify a solidarity with hip youthful modes of dress given ‘brownie’ points. Old ladies who appear to be locked in the past of bygone fashion being quietly lamented as if a miserably beset pet. The biggest pariah of this group inspiring absolutely no empathy being that of ‘old white males’. They are the face upon the Liberal wanted poster designated for ‘shoot on sight’. All of them judged guilty for supposedly creating all the ills throughout the modern world. Though no one directly calls them out in this regard, they are carefully observed with great suspicion while simultaneously being demonstratively ignored. Expressions of distasteful disapproval occasionally flashing angrily betwixt the th polarities of covert observation and feigned ignorance.
The context of these personal observations serve to exhibit similar forms of behavior that run along the lines of the larger narrative of continually chaotic social disruption. One that all parties feel, but few, except those fomenting it ever understand. The PC embedded news services being closely supported by cinematic and CG gaming outlets constantly calling out to all that the inheritors of modern society are its victims. Always hammering home the premise that all transgressions, past and present, are attributable to European forebears. This is not some accident of fate. The major organs of the larger society ARE literally administered but the OFFICIALLY least culpable power group of Jewish organizations and individuals. The most acceptable allowed PC terms for this being ”Liberal’. The current iteration of modern Western culture with all its manufactured self-hate and institutionally inspired guilt as taught from infancy is a creature solely of their creation! Any assertion that those who have been externally designated ‘WHITE’ that were brought up during the period of time since the last major world war are loathe to admit this under pain of virtual social extinction in being considered villainous, racist and anti-semitic. The greatest heresy that anyone of European genetic heritage can commit is to dare to talk admiringly about their own historical family roots characterizing this experience in a positive light! The ironies around this abound in what is now defined last week as ‘Black’ now is considered ‘White’? Or, what is ‘Up’ now becomes ‘Down’! What once made sense in terms of inalienable God given rights in terms of personal freedoms are now considered deplorable tyrannies. The one constant that is relied upon by this continued intellectual state of unending chaos is that the official fictions defaming that dominant single amorphously ethnic majority of ‘WHITE”! That same unmentionable group that is expected to keep mindlessly working each year for less and less pay and in return for the insult continuously cede more their wealth to provide handouts to fund destructive Globalist inspired policies. Once the engine of the silent majority comes to a halt, the game is up! That is of course, if the current long-planned stratagem of their replacement by uncontrolled floods of immigrants from disparate cultures can continue unabated! The ultimate goal of Zionist affected Jewish people everywhere being to culturally genocide all Northern Europeans. The curtain lifted and the eternal victim shown up as the ultimate perpetrator. If the virtual tag attached on your ear says “WHITE”, you might just think about that?