Wednesday, July 16, 2008
I used to think it was about oil. I thought that everything that was going on was driven by the inescapable fact that fossil fuels were necessarily finite and that the end of this finite resource was near. Of course there will be ructions, I thought - ain't nothing to be done about it. But that swine Dave McGowan made me go back to the drawing board. I can't pretend I know precisely what the story is with oil, but I do know it isn't the card hand that's driving the betting. It's merely part of the bluff.
The liars who run the world are very very good. Their lies are multi-layered. Up front are the stated reasons as to why things are being done. These are invariably presented in a blizzard fashion. There are so many lies, coming so thick and fast, that by the time one lie has been dealt with, three more have popped up. The point of the exercise is confusion and it usually works pretty well. It sure worked in Iraq.
But for those who know that the whole blizzard is bullshit there are a variety of unstated reasons. These are merely hinted at. Clever-trousers, like yours truly, cry, 'Aha! You liars! I know the real reason'. But really, they saw me coming. The hints were just more lies. The beauty of this is that anyone grasping this 'truth', what with their own cleverness being wrapped up in their 'discovery', will be unwilling to consider that they too have been had. 'Surely I wasn't played for a fool here too!' Who wants to admit that they were had as easily as the dim-witted lumpenproletariat? Nobody, that's who. Thus - I admit I was played for a fool.
So what is it all about?
Towards the end of WWI an Australian fellow, John Monash, invented the all-out assault. Rather than have a useless artillery bombardment followed by a useless infantry charge, he used the new tanks and aircraft to combine with the aforementioned so that everything happened all at once. The concept of the unchangeable front was blown to the weeds. For this and other things Monash got a spot on our one hundred dollar bill. He was Jewish by the way. Not that that's really germane here. Nor is it germane that this style of warfare was studied and implemented by the Germans and called 'blitzkrieg'. And of course, everyone does it now. It was called 'shock and awe' on it's last outing.
Anyway... the assault on our collective mind is not dissimilar. We are bombarded on a dozen fronts by various means of assault. The thought that oil is running out is one of them. Climate change is another. Then there's the obvious bullshit War on Terror. And to round everything off, there's the banker's collapsing of the world economy by way of debt and currency manipulation. And all of these combine to make food shortages and starvation. It's the equivalent of infantry, armour, artillery, and aerial assault. None of these elements were what it was all about. They were merely a means to a murderous end.
But what's the end? To kill us all? To be honest, I have more questions than answers. But let's see what we do know. We know that this thing is global. No country may opt out. If Australia with its insignificant population of twenty million on the far side of the world is forced to march to this tune, then everyone is. There will be no havens in the English speaking world.
We also know that the size of this assault is unprecedented. Not a single world leader will raise their voice in opposition. They understand that this is, as the Bard once said, the biggie to end all biggies. Every conceivable stop has been pulled out. The bloc-media, which is the theatre of war for our minds, is now all-fear, all-the-time. This campaign (speaking of Shakespeare) is in blood, stepped in so far, that a return (tedious or otherwise) is impossible - to go o'er is the only option. There is no turning back for these Macbeths. Whatever this thing is, it's all or nothing, now or never, crash or crash through.
This thing that's coming cannot be anything less than the final step (or an uber-significant penultimate step) in the biggest plan there is. Those people who've been rabbiting on about the 'illuminati' were right - our world is to come under the single control of an international elite. Previously the infrastructure hadn't existed to make this possible. But it exists now. If you thought yourselves lucky to live in these times, I expect you'll soon find yourself reconsidering. The marvels or science, manufacturing, and communication were actually the tools that those who would rule the world needed to pull it off. The dizzying heights of human achievement we were all so impressed with are to be our downfall. If only we'd all been Luddites. Never mind.
Is there anything to be done for it? Hell if I know. What will I, as a charisma-less git with bad teeth and a worse attitude, do in the face of this? I have no idea. I cannot resist this wave. I can merely body-surf it or get dumped. The only thing I possess is my mind and my sense of the truth. I will never concede either to fear. I will not give them what they want. I don't need anything they have to offer. I don't need their toys and I have nothing to lose. Whatever games are played I will refuse to play them. The games will be theirs. The threats, theirs. The wickedness, fear and duplicity, all theirs. If those who would have me fearful want to teach me a lesson I will refuse to learn it. Whatever this bullshit charade is, I will not play a part in it.
Is that of any use to anyone? Probably not. If stepping away from the machine was easy then there'd be no need to do it because there wouldn't be a 'machine' as such. Everything you need they have. You have to go to them. I've stepped away and currently live a twilight existence. I wouldn't wish my situation on anyone. God knows where I'll end up.
Today the entire state of Queensland lost the internet. Paranoid dickheads (oh alright, me) wondered if this was it. No one knew anything. Eventually I got in touch with a friend in Sydney who told me a cable had been cut and would be repaired shortly. But it makes you think. Whatever this thing is that we have here, a discussion or a community or whatever, will end. The internet cannot be allowed to live. And then we'll all be on our Pat Malone. It'll just be you and your neighbours. Godspeed.