Daytime Grit Nighttime Saga

“Human meat!“, the headline proclaimed. Meat grown in the laboratory from human stem cells. Healthier and not cruel to the continued slaughter of living creatures. The perfect politically correct solution offered to the crisis of affordable food! The fertilizer come from dissolved human remains as recently voted into permissability by several West Coast Liberal leaning state legislatures. “Human meat!“, yum! Post term elective abortions of delivered fetuses. “Come now Mr. Jones it isn’t right to continue to believe that they are viable unless the mother and her doctor decide it’s so!” After all, “Ask your doctor!“, is an appropriate scenario that is televised after every publicly broadcast drug company commercial PSA. Why let a valuable much needed human resource go to waste and be a burden on the taxpayer! “Human meat.”

So many diminished souls living out their increasingly miserable existences in the corner of some shitty little barracks sized apartment rooms. Just another collection of insubstantial pinpoints in a temporal universe of meaningless, day to day, existence each individually embracing the world in a self-engendered folly of it being their own sole creation. Convinced but mutually confounded by the equivalent claims of all their fellow humans as if they were able to transcend the fact of their own insignificance and play God. A constant growing conviction of separate cultural outposts, each equivalent communities independent of any other and self-empowered to be first in line to get what’s best and leave the scraps behind for any other behind them. No core identity stressing similarities. No sense of common purpose. No permanent sense of place. Save to pull up stakes and invade another territory if the pickings are good just like a swarm of locust. Excise the future and amputate the past! Peg your identity on each passing moment of that man-made illusion of ticking time until the Midnight sale comes to a conclusion. “The best stuff goes in the first few of minutes!”

The most major of slightest details in sun baked skin, fist size and brand name sneakers taking precedence. Causing each in the divided corollary of discrete tribes to act, talk and conform to the appropriate stereotype out a passion for social justice. The plague of insider focused economics continues. Loudspeakers and I-Phones declaring, “Congratulations! Bring out your dead mother and she will receive a pre-approved credit line of up to $2,500.” That new dark hood ornament, Espanolo, Italiano, expatriate hairy North African just landed ‘hija‘ now pregnant? Wife to that old white geyser, an Argentinian tango candidate runner-up. If anyone was in town casting for extras they might place bets on the princess as a perfect match for the short fat Asian guy! Flat chested? Fragile? Too tiny? No problem! A walking dessert for those older farts being punished for the crime of advanced age. Bi-gender butch cut oxen-sized fat ass ear-piecing loud-mouthed LGBT stud? “Come Right In!”

Perhaps we should all be thankful for out present misfortunes as things are bound to get worse! Their accumulation forms our present character as a species. Forcing each of us to make a resolution to surrender to a uniform decision that is not of our own making but is of our collective avatars. What is the point of digging deeper in the muck simply to find a lost pearl of unpopular truth? The world always looks more interesting from a street corner curb looking up than from a penthouse picture window staring endlessly at a never changing skyline. What sorts of damnable souls must be possessed by the St. Vitus dance of the daily repression of their own petty wants and demands in public before equally demanding strangers? But never daring to blurt out any unguarded show of who they really are!

Far from the exile imposed upon him by his own land, the old weary sailor sits upon an empty beach of wherever he may end up today. Like crows gathering on the wire, the locals cluster perturbed. Their idle hours are spend re-tooling themselves into intellectual hobo’s by making themselves so small as to not attract attention from the reigning establishment’s wish to haunt. Fun is fun! But things get creepy and deadly serious given no other place to go. The older usual suspects hobble about more pathetically at each visit. Hard of heel with stiff aching bones and grinding joints sore from ticking off the emptiness of time just waiting for the end to arrive. A little closer to final checkout time as the boilerplate type demands on the inside of the hotel rooms door. “Ask your doctor!”

Pains of insincere sympathy go out as the old guard disappears, one by one, by one. Resounding from the old biddy lieutenant in charge of the door who eyes the old, tall, not so bent fellas with a almost lost bygone internal echo of her own once youthful voice chanting in sexual frenzy, “Again and again and again!” Fuzzy vision on the rim of this abyss magnetically drawing forth the walking dead to its ever patient limbo by chanting this oft sung song of Spring. No final goodbyes allowed. Sweet sugar coming round and old warriors rest in lost and found mental drawers like an old Odysseus led around by a wicked sister. “I am completely blind in this right eye and the other one left is failing me!” Defective down and anger’s spy. All bedded down for eternal night by this week’s snake charmer.

But for the rest of you . . .

“My bra strap is showing! Maybe someone will love me?”
“My bra strap is showing! Maybe someone will care?”
“Food bits everywhere in magazine layout explosion perfection.”
“My boyfriend looking perfectly like Vin Diesel”
“My perfect empty vapid well-ordered living Hell of a lonely life!”
“Would you like to look at my pretty tits some more?” “Oh God!, I think I’m sad!”
“I’m not going to shop today!” “It’s not just Victoria’s secret anymore!”

Sometimes you just want it to end. The thought as one looked at their picture realizing that nothing had been the same since their passing. But then things never worked out that way. The kind of person that they had become since then wandering away from the location of their last parting. They went their way and one was going to have to go it alone. Just a series of existential encounters in a long eternal dark night of endless possibilities providing but one chance to get it right. And even that was only for a single passing moment that faded like the flame of a wooden match. The past waits for no one to pick it up and revive it from where it left off. One hadn’t figured on the rest of the world not caring to remember the ways that things had once been. That was too much for anyone to swallow. There was no future in simply looking back and expecting it to suddenly be revived, There was only what you were going to do about it today.

The world, the way it once was versus the way it currently persists in a waking infinity of that ever ongoing never changing currently modern present tense. The definition of that thing called a ‘future’ being something that is in the brightest sense of the same a demonstrably enjoyed illusive thing afforded to someone else in some place else. A place that you are assured every day on the air waves that does really exist by virtue of their inference. Some place you are told is not beyond your grasp. But it is a place, that if you continue to listen to such specious echoes as presented, you will assuredly never ever know. The redacted fiction of a past is under daily revision as noted by the changing trivial headlines of the hour. The fictions behind the manufacture of the illusion of society and culture are supposedly molded by scientifically monitored analyzed statistics. Excuses for continual extenuating errors being used to explain the erratic conclusions which conform to a narrowed sense of indoctrinated self-destructive logic ever implying that surrender of all the most important decisions concerning the conduct of one’s daily life be administered by a machine based A.I. This larger context of existence within a social apparition suggesting that a technological society as actively ruling over all things good and human. Fair and just equanimity suggested by stressing randomly switched alternatives in similarities and differences according to the current playbook of the moment favoring the anonymous unaccountable hegemony as the source of it all.

Rule by constant fear and folly. “Crop and flail!” The distribution of general resources measured accordingly to affording only bare minimum standards of bare individual survival in order to maintain strict control of the mob. The goal of this phantom caste being to draw greater strength through increased levels of price manipulation and taxation of all these necessary staples of basic existence required by the general population. “Boil the Frog!” Your life and the ability to personally find its ultimate potential are no longer of your own to choose. Simply some public feint in a shadow cast by their endless dim reflections about vague stories of endless struggle flashing about haphazardly across the cave’s wall. A ruse that once was used so many endless times to garner support through supposedly defeating every and all repression. That Communist pipe dream of world revolution. Enlist the all the masses in this revolution by actively enslaving them with its false promise of having,”Everything!” The scourge of mankind being in its refusal to see the truth of its own nature to be so easily fooled and led around by their nose ring.

Explaining yourself truthfully to strangers and then stressing your shortcomings in freely relating your own past actions online and then creating a world of false excuses to answer to that other external one which threatens to crush you by using your own passive indifference of its true intentions in doing so as a smoke screen.

If you want to rule a population there are a number of tried and true options one can take:

A. Direct physical intimidation by force of arms! (Problem: expensive and difficult to manage over larger populations to be confronted. A Male based solution.).
B. Indirect intimidation by threat of physical force of arms by the implied threat of another rival! (Problem:  How to demonstrate one’s absolute power and infallible prowess to enact violence any other rival? A Male based solution.).
C. Indirect intimidation by threat of being a conduit through a special relationship with a celestial deity! (Problem: Inferring a connection with any natural phenomena and the fate of any resultant victims of same to spread the word of your power. Both Male & Female in solution.).
D. Internally spread cultural demoralization from both within as well as the external ranks of your rival. (Problem: Use paid spies and agents as well as those that have been subsequently affected to help to infect others. Both Male & Female in solution.).
E. Development of allies through enlisting the help of those permanently misguided by your program of demoralization to look in vain for an alternative to the plight of their own kith and kin! (Problem: To play upon animal human nature and inflict a Stockholm syndrome mentality based upon a fundamental need to survive at all costs. A classic Female Solution.)

A redefinition of the basic tenants of personal identity as governed by the inflexible terms of a total compliance to the state in all aspects of one’s existence. The mass apparition of society continuously imposing constant examples of nihilism as the most suitable form of invisible manacles to curb whatever spark of ingenuity that might reside within some random members of the larger herd. Each and every year incrementally increasing the level of overt domination of state control by culling away any spirit of independence from the mob and eliminating any of those that are incapable of fitting into the group. Damaging the psyche of general humanity in a manner not too dissimilar to the practice of modern animal husbandry.

A layered stratum of sociopaths creating psychopaths devoid of empathy for any other beyond a personal appreciation of their own socially modeled platform in proclaiming unique and perpetual victim-hood. No fight left within any of them to resist any extreme request by a designated authority figure of the moment no matter how self-destructive that demand may turn out to be. Those who continue to resist despite then to be assigned to become public martyrs to be put on display before the others who might be tempted to be on the edge of being so. Things that no one in this present society with a steady job and reliable income would dare to challenge lest they risk losing everything themselves.

The pyramid imposing it’s will upon us all.

Send a message for help from another? It never will arrive. It’s their game. Not yours. “Are you tired of playing by house rules?”

“God Bless America!”

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Baby Boomer Bashing

[A response addressed to Paul Begata on the topic of his Esquire article, “The Worst Generation – Or how I stopped worrying and learned to hate the ‘Baby Boomer’ generation”]

 

Dear ‘asshole’,

I think that you have earned the pejorative form of address. Why? Well, it is always easy to prostitute yourself for the hope of gain by dissing those who were once well-established but are now ceding over the care and feeding of society to the successive generation. An easy target to be sure, now that the conglomerates that you work under have vouchsafed the transfer of their wealth to that malicious instrument of social dislocation of the aged by a wealth depleting medical system known as ACA, AKA, Obamacare. I suspect that there might be some penis envy abounding in your cherry picked examples that I am sure you thought would strike click bait chords of reference in the minds of current readers finding themselves a bit further down the Fallopian tubed pipeline. I hope that you and your crew don’t really expect to be called journalists so much as petty carnival midway showman that simply pretend mastery of topics that you so obviously know little if nothing about. Data mining tidbits from Nexus Lexus and stringing them together irregardless of logical associations of historical connections or inadvertent legacies. Thus you are only able to describe this period in terms of the same exponents that were derived from the previous incarnations of the same organizations that you now received a check from. If you want to uncover decadence and it effects then why not exhume some back issues of Look, Life or your own most beloved Esquire! Why not peer into the soupy consciousness of your predecessors to see how their spew was actively attempting to foul the already muddy waters of what we the Boomers already knew? That the classic Shakespearean drama of our age in the insider driven internationally based corporate coup to murder our own King Andrew by the hermetic machinations of a maliciously duplicitous LBJ. Your particular social ‘estate’ being tasked to foster a transition from this Macbeth-like sequel that led so many other successive generations astray. At least these same Boomer’s that you so lovingly despise dealt with the insecurity of the time making many false steps along the way through illegitimate wars and a virus-like malaise of commercial exploitation of their distress until they found stability such as it was in building families and the careers necessary to support self-sanctimonious egocentric career happy turds of this present era just like you. Do you, and your own, ever consider the risk of quitting that all so important upwardly rising career that is ever busy with composing some corporate agenda based momentary drivel of the day as instructed by your editorial board? Who then are the real sellouts? Those that stumbled to find themselves and made mistakes along the way or that current cell phone obsessed proletariat that simply finds trendy platitudes to bolster their own narrow agendas while chewing their way to the top of momentary national visibility like some pack of poorly informed hyenas? I cannot feel sorry for you or your class of clueless mercenaries that feel so easily inspired to brush off the vagaries of truth all for the privilege of being demonstratively at the forefront of leading this current generation astray with your thinly veiled rhetoric favoring some ultimate Orwellian sense of superiority. What a shame that Boomer’s like us were all too worried about the world as it was being surreptitiously aggrandized about our ears to allow such foul concepts as radical Feminism and a persistent Socialist fervor to take hold. We should have been more like our Politically Incorrect fathers and flushed the lot of you down the sink.

Boris Wittinsky

The Necessity Behind The Disposable Male

The currently easily disposable male is useful tool at one’s beck and call all for the promise of easy sex. A resource to be financially mined at a later date as a stopgap measure in case of a paucity of current likely candidates for emotional harvesting. The current trend in #MeToo styled media disseminated mass movements setting a precedent of the removal of any credibility of the standard male by a very public display of what is seemingly a heartfelt emotional declaration by any female that she has been despoiled by same. This allegation can range back as far as childhood and need not have any substantiation beyond a few well chosen tear stained statements claiming manipulation by the man who had supposedly demanded sex without commitment. A very ironic proposition in a era when so many women engage very freely over both their adolescence early adulthood in libidinous sex as a matter of course. Not quite the classic despoiled virgin of the mythic Belle Epoque Fin d’Siecle! The infiltration of general society by Socialist causes having rotted away any protection for the male in terms of being immediately culpable of wrongdoing if they have engaged in any sexual activity with the woman. Or, at this juncture in time, any contemplation of the same.

These forays in the realm of personal human relations against the being very similar in structure to the useful employ of the term ‘anti-Semitism‘ when volleyed by those the of hegemonic Jewish lineage against those who they are at odds with. Or with the currently unsanctioned public use of the term ‘Nigger‘ by anyone from the Caucasian lineage. Something employed as a show-stopper by Negros in general to enfranchise their employ of the threat of their potentially violent behavior. Something quite similar in an equivalent manner as the notion of there being an endemic racism manifest a priori within all Northern European descended people. All these motifs being branches of the same tree of Marxism. Something which in turn is merely chapter and verse from the core doctrine of the cult of traditional Judaism’s tried and true central playbook. The polite term currently in use in modern society being Liberal or Left Wing. There being no surprise that the underpinnings in every form of this Left Liberal Orthodoxy is run strictly upon the Soviet model. One common proof of all this resting in all the strict taboos built up both legally and in common vernacular to stay a safe distance by employing vague euphemism’s rather than directly single out any transgressions by these groups via historical or verifiable documentary evidence that substantiate the veracity of these conclusions.

It is with little irony that relations between the men and women within Western Society are at grave peril by the point of the spear from this form of attack. The ultimate goal being to erode their position and power in this current transitional phase of a politically corrected modern society and eventually nullify it. That long festering devisive dogma of Feminism accompanied by its corollary of perpetual victim hood being at its foundation serving as that critical sledgehammer to completely disenfranchise any preeminent male and thus take down current society to the weeds. The points of order of this plan demanding that those evidencing a vibrant constructive masculinity be completely replaced by decadent non-productive segments existing at the fringe of society or mass immigration of foreigners born of diametrically contradictory cultural traditions that wish to shift things to their liking.

All this cannot be accomplished if the current society that remains tenuously in force is founded upon that natural coalition of a traditional male and female based family organization. The Socialist state must cuckold the male for the sake of obtaining the female as its permanent mate controlling her through the ongoing promise of security and care. The individual male being de-evolved to a defacto beast of burden and institutionally lacking in the capacity to positively respond to anything more challenging that trivial demands from maternal based sources. The ready supply of plentiful male cannon fodder still at hand for internecine conflicts needed to defeat internal rivals and maintain the illusion of ongoing external political threats too keep any questions threatening subservience to a trickle. The outcome of this strategy currently in play being to at the very least create constant friction between the sexes developing both parties in an atmosphere of mistrust. The transformation of of current formative generations through technology and ceaseless indoctrination being counted on to solidify this transition to the gold standard of a pyramidal hierarchy where the mass of humanity is under the proverbial boot ready to try out its tenure of stamping upon the face of a humanity purged of the threat of rival males forever.

The Silence Of The Mangina’s

“mangina” – Etymology: A blend of a man and a vagina. Noun: A derogatory slang for a man who identifies with a Feminist

I imagine that many women enter in a safe relationship with a man initially believing that they have a beta male that they can limit and control if necessary. But they often find out down the road that they have been assessed by that same male as a similar commodity that serves as a place keeper for something more meaningful. A fact that becomes a blow to the ego of the woman but not for that of the man as he understand from the get go that he is being used where she still holds onto an unrealistic sense of fantasy based upon the swing of her emotions. The women eventually by middle age become emptied of all notions of empathy or a desire to extend any level of kindness and build their world around the next best alternative of pet that must deliver unrequited affection as it is in their care as a prisoner. The background level of inherent mistrust by successive generations that grow up under this sort of tutelage undermines the bonds of connection and destroys any possibility of romance or the ability to define it for that generation.

Is it any wonder that in the current time frame of the present that programs of Marxist agendas of the destabilization of Western institutions that were once cloaked within the safety of the arcane terminologies of Jewish inspired philosophies have now come so brutally out of the closet condemning anything counter to their aims as racist and oppressive. That mistaken notion that one can no longer have a discussion with anyone deemed a ‘NAZI‘. The contraction of the term itself losing the ‘SOCIALIST‘ component defeating any historical political context to become an unalterable label to be pinned on anyone cast as an opponent that demands there be only a single absolutely necessary hostile course of action. The response needing no further internal debate fully sanctified despite any contradictory evidence offered in the encounter. The interaction from that point on fielded over to one of a test of power of one’s ability to mount overwhelming physical aggression by acting within the safe anonymity of mob action and discarding any individual reason. The transparency of the longstanding singular world view of the ever persistent cultural insurgents evident over history becoming now fully visible and manifest in our own era.

The tried and true dogma employ of endlessly proselytizing the notion of perpetrator and victim deserving a righteous response per the overbearing judgement of an unseen higher power taken straight from the Pentateuch. That age old notion without any definable earthly boundaries or moral limits accorded to any outside of a tribe kept within a perpetual lockstep of intellectual deprivation. The notion of equal outcomes inherent in the most popularized sense Democracy being a simple, “Will of the majority, end of story!”, not a supportable concept outside the Utopian fiction loving province of the mind. A symptom of a lack of development from the solipsistic ego state of a child and not that of an adult based sense of pondering difficult issues employing the intellectual. Orders concerning what to think and when to think it always being handed down seamlessly from above and ALWAYS accepted by the group without question. Whatever the individual thinks privately on his own time is of no concern as long as he does not act upon it. The pressure inherent within a true Republic where a governing body headed up by a single leader must constantly take into account and treat with the complexities of shifting public opinion completely absent within this other Socialistic hive based model. Women by their inherent behavior to work within the secure boundaries in the safe state of consensus being a better choice for the current sense of Democracy. That is why anything male and likely to challenge such arrangements must be denigrated lest that sense of inferred community can be exposed as nothing more than a tyranny from above.

The idea of making women fully equal to men in this sense of making key decisions about governance and the final say about the structuring of society attacks the most vulnerable part of a Republic based structure. A Democracy in the form advanced by Marxists is a tyranny that demands all blindly accept the ceremonial ritual of voting by what is characterized as a clear majority. That notion presupposes that an enlightened society is a mono-culture where men and women as exactly the same as far as society is concerned. This extends to any group that can be used as a tool to destabilize Western Society. Women provide the best candidates for exploiting in enabling this strategy. Anyone who is willing to look beyond the dogma of their beliefs in the long term knows that this is just not so. Men and women along with any other definable group may occasionally have similarities in practice but in terms of the genus are radically different in their innate functions and outlook as produced by the evolutionary process of biology and the application of external circumstances as noted in recorded history and behavioral sciences. The notion that one can breed out these differences over generations coming from the playbook of Eugenics. That perspective held traditionally by elites composed of privileged individuals and groups that are Sociopaths. Those that see their immediate positions of power and influence as a means of obtaining further dominance over the rest of their species. As such, they spend their time devising strategies to apply to the weakest links within current society to encourage them en masse to work together too aid in their own destruction. The various social and national movements of the last several centuries descending into overlapping ‘isms’ that all motivate unique individuals to surrender their uneasy uniqueness for a more secure sense of mindless conformity that theoretically insulates them from responsibility of accounting for their own mistakes.

Women in our current society constantly while being accorded every possible advantage over men institutionally given the mistaken notion that the opposite is true. So much so that in the public domain no one dare say anything to the contrary without risking extreme forms of social outing in terms of work and association. The underlying message to women, not to mention any other usefully insurgent designated minority, being that they have power without the responsibility to own up for their use of it. This blank check seen by those identified as their categorical adversaries as a rigged game. The society then becomes fractured in its adherence to ethics and an extinction of the practice of moral behavior for its own sake. Fear of raining down the power of the State upon one’s transgressions with the current doctrines of rule then becoming the only motivation to provide and tacit unequivocal adherence. The smart phone now in almost universal addictive use being the perfect means and example of reconfiguring human existence in a cellular based motif of lifelong incarceration. The Panopticon of modern communications and potential for instantaneous surveillance from hidden quarters that such a society as configured presents permanently separating and resorting the herd of internally vacant and lonely individuals as required.

GOODBYE BLURB.COM! – Putting Your Money Where Your Mouth Is

After a third round of communication with Blurb.com  (see “Authors Must Read” for details) I have pulled all my books from their company site and will no longer be doing business with them. Considering some seven years and hundreds of hours of time and money spent setting them up for print production by these clowns posing as business people. I do not do this lightly.

However, I cannot in all good conscious deal with a company that does not protect its customers. One that bends to the whim of parties unspecified and then won’t even provide any details as to what is exactly the situation is about. Let them service other careless Liberals who say and do what they are told and daily engage in customary hypocrisy virtue signaling but never backing up their pathetic words with and meaningful action.

Perhaps other authors who have a mind to bind their ideas into the printed page might reconsider the impact of the current corporate hegemony whatever their views in terms of similar cases of potential vulnerability to material that can be arbitrarily yanked at any time?

Everyone has their own path and challenges. For me I would rather have the power to control my own ideas as opposed to by bullied by some organization that won’t even give me the respect of a discussion. Goodby Blurb.com!

Subsequent Wisdom At A Very High Cost

I had supposed long ago that when l left middle school I felt that I was as likely a candidate for being generally considered as worthy of consideration of being as educated person as the next. This did not mean that I had been recognized by those who officially designate such things as an exemplary student or even a stand out athlete. It did mean in a more personal sense of same that I had made a pact with myself to take the coming challenges that I sensed were out there waiting to be encountered and make it my business to find a way to compensate for any of the shortcomings that I might be found to be insurmountable. A mental exercise held with myself and myself alone. Yet, in hindsight, a mental exercise unlike one from any previous time where one would expect to build upon the foundation of current society. But one that would seem to suggest being the subject of an experiment who had as a result of it had been thoroughly indoctrinated by a divergent cultural perspective insinuated simultaneously while the facade of something reasonably conventional had been thoroughly diffused. The medium of what was loosely considered family entertainment in the home called television. The late nineteen-sixties became considered a time of the start of a significant fundamental shift in the mindset of the population of the Western World from national to a global oneness. The irony being that the designated rival of Communism versus what I was told was Capitalism was in fact simply a different means based upon a slightly different structure of social control. Given the hindsight of so many decades since, it is now apparent that those times found me pre-programed to accept and even in my own way enable this change.

The significance of an active violent cancellation of national leadership by internally planned assassination that represented the mainstream social mores some five years previous by what were essentially a well-embedded cadre maintaining clandestine Socialist based ideologues. The predecessors of the same institutionalized defacto standards that are now prevalent affecting all citizens of the USA. Old dynasty’s that had been subsequently dissolved in fruitless massively destructive internecine rivalries of their hereditary leaderships that subsequently dismantled their control while transitioning all wealth in the process into the hands of agents interspersed at all levels that had tirelessly work from within to depose them. The domestic based agents of this hegemony having been introduced to seats of great influence through an open gate provided by the quasi-Socialist administration of Franklin Delano Roosevelt who had been instrumental in ensuring a subsequent world war. Once again functioning upon a global scale through the organ of the U.S. Federal Government, these operatives assuming existing control of the nation initially through emergency economic measures that easily transitioned into war powers based executive branch mandates. A recondite Socialist ingrained elite that acted at the behest of the overseas cabal directing the dissolution of Europe and Asia through an unprecedented level of conflict through modern arms. The segments of commerce and mass communication directly in the hands of this group whose mission was to destroy the remaining vestiges of old empires remaining after the last horrendous world conflict and replace them with their global based vision of the same. These viewpoints collectively assuming the cover term. “Liberal.” A polite term that masked the transplanted quasi-religious sect from Eastern Europe that had in recent centuries fashioned their own members into the model of what would be known as the modern multi-national corporation Something that had once again been evident in the subsequently assassinated President’s compromise to gain power in election. The members of his cabinet taken from a select group of the previous leadership that had conducted this elitist’s gambit in the second world war some twenty years previous.

My own formative generation that had been superficially ingrained with what today might be called the ‘traditional values’ from our parents in actuality primed to dispose of them. Though the ‘old’ generation had also been passively indoctrinated through hard times by Hollywood movies and national radio broadcasts that attempted to instill a collective consciousness through a singular popular identity of unilateral passivity in patriotism. Something that did not exist in light of the constant flood of immigrants from overseas burdening a newly birthed egalitarian professed society that did not in actuality possess one. The avatars that were presented encompassing a morality based upon cartoon values as guided in media bombardment by that same previously mentioned foreign cabal. Something that had been silently invaded a century previous and subsequently molded into the heir apparent of the old European mentality challenged empires. . Now they were free to continue their enterprise as the last wholly intact force to reshape the damage on a global scale that they had wrought by their agency. The facade of professing newness while demonstrating a fearful illusory umbrella of mutually assured destruction with the designated ‘strawman’ rival of what was called Communism. A world view that had eventually became recognized as a public relations based construct that was part and parcel the exact same system except based upon the use of a consumerism as a means of indirect social control.

Now my generation and I were fashioned into a contradictory framework of being both a consumer and social anarchist. The manifestation of same in using our resources to gain purchase ideological materials in the form of books, audio recordings and paraphernalia that enhanced a youthful young adult motif of an adherent to the amorphous lack of values of something called a counterculture. The springboard the propaganda promoting a facade to the disassembled world of ‘new’ democratic values though implementing socially conscious consumerism favoring technology displacing old cultural idenities of local communities slowly dissolving regional individualism. The ashes of the old world fostered by the careful machinations of this cult now the foundation for rebuilding a new one along the lines of internationalism and a singular pyramid structure. Something that my own post-war generation had been oblivious to until later life when we had found ourselves at its mercy. The tried and true pattern of constant economic and constant fear based instability fostering inherent competition versus cooperation now perfected in ‘Liberally’ employed upon successive generations of children and grandchildren giving us the world as it is today. These well-laid psychologically inflicted socially implemented means of control now in place worldwide in a system that might challenge and Orwell with its sophistication and subtleties of unsuspected influence upon the average citizenry of all the political units of the earth. Wisdom eventually coming at an extremely high price.

The Synchronous Mob

Hard being a ghost retreading former territory that once so long ago I, along with so many long gone faceless others had hoped to have to tread about like terrible dinosaurs. But we like so many countless others became errant memories barely whispered of if ever acknowledged. Our dust intermingles now, blowing through the particles of long lost ancient temples from forgotten kingdoms and other societies that have collapsed without a peep. Those that we never knew or could hardly have imagined. The possibility of their existence having taken up this same space as deep to the mind as the pre-diluvian plains that now stretch out in every direction on the ocean’s floor. This irresponsible present no shelter to provide the eternal muse of those that dream themselves as perpetually immortal. The very ones that harbor their fragile cleverness in an arrogance that supposes that they could ever know anything more finite than the cold indifferent wind blowing through the centuries. What fools we were in youth to allow ourselves to be fooled!

So when did the race addictive penchant for mob violence against one’s own become the latest popular fad? To take a pick axe to virtues completely incomprehensible to those raised to be part of a herd. Card carrying fellow travelers raised by a system impregnated by antipodal minded Marxists to snap to attention when the Red Orchestra plays its old tired calamitous tune of “Monkey See, Monkey Do!” To so easily go along without a single question or speak up on your own behalf in maybe even whispering under one’s breath a single unrepentant, “No!” To allow one’s self to be led around by the nose with a ring of specious political diatribes undermining one’s own bedrock values from under their own feet. All the while believing that such recreation in this atavistic minded sensibility will not change their own particular situation one iota. For those too jaded by the sanctity of security afforded by the smokescreen of their Middle Class self-hating lifestyles with those smug attitude of nothing will change for them so soon to shatter their own suburban plate glass picture window in a hail of pavement stones that they have encouraged their own dear youngsters to throw. Nothing in that sense ever does really change. A fool is ever a fool’s own undoing.

So put one’s own neck in that ready noose that is casually offered by the current fashion of the times. But don’t cry when it is suddenly yanked tight and you choke! The lambs being guided on the way to their eventual slaughter having all along been the ultimate master plan. For regime change is a notion that begins at home only when practiced by cadres of artful foreign deceivers brought too readily into the bosom of one’s land. Dumb livestock may bleat in protest within the slaughterhouse pens on the way to their own demise. But at least they haven’t been guilty of shutting their senses to the inevitable fact of it now operating in full gear. Much less intelligent still are those who deny their own reality and defer judgment in their own defense without a peep because it might offend. The ultimate tyranny being the notion that speech of any type is too intolerable to be publicly heard. The fallacy of willfully plunging one’s head in the sands of indifference while being steadily co-opted into acceptance of yet another patent lie that has been sold as for the good of all.