Somewhere in Recent History, Normal Killed Itself

Reflections in a Petri Dish — Dec 19, 2013

Dog Poet Transmitting…….
May your noses always be cold and wet.
There’s something going on with India. I don’t know what it is but you don’t arrest and strip search and then do a cavity violation of a diplomat, without there being directives from high up. Obviously there is more to this story than meets our eyes and the blowback has been terrific. I’ve been thinking of India lately because of Priyanka Chopra. I had mentioned a few weeks ago that while listening to the opening song, which plays on Thursday Night Football (now over for the season) I heard the lyrics clearly say, “You’ve never had a party till you come and have a party in my pants”. I went, “huh?” I heard this on two occasions and then it got changed to “till you come and have a party in my city” ‘pants’ and ‘city’ do not sound like each other. I don’t think this lady did that herself, I think it got subliminally inserted. Will I Am of the incredibly gimmicky, no talent Black Eyed Peas had something to do with it.
For some reason this lady kept coming into my thoughts. Yeah, I know she’s seriously hot but it’s more than that cause that sort of thing doesn’t have an impact on me much anymore. I’m always too aware of the down side and how rare the exceptions are (I’m always on the lookout for the exceptions). I thought at first she might be some new Vegas type sensation, or someone groomed at some level by some corporation or something and I was surprised to find she is an Indian national and prior to her now emergent musical career, she’s been a Bollywood actress. I was curious about this lady so I went to youtube and found an interview with her. Once again I was surprised. She was the absolute picture of decorum, demure and without pretense. The way she sat and spoke was reminiscent of an actress from the 40′s. She reminded me somewhat of Ingrid Bergman. Apparently she is the daughter of a very famous Indian musician. What I learned from all of this is what I already knew but which I forget routinely just like most of you. There is more to people than what we might get from initial appearances.
Justice is getting a sort of instantaneous edge to it these days. Just as all of the Tribe activated anti Semitic false flags keep getting caught out, other deranged entities from the dark side of Uranus are getting found out too. Well, we see it happening on the big stage all the time at the moment. Welcome to the Apocalypse, oh yeah. Local 101 Tribe Affiliates of Italy wants to drive David Duke out of Italy. Here’s David commenting on the removal of Christian symbols, while the Tribe Menorah, symbol of duplicity, slaughter and other mayhem gets erected in gigantic form so that an electric company cherry picker is needed to lift those degenerates up to light the thing. However, all over the world their world is changing. All over the world, apocalyptic fever has broken a sweat on the browof the formerly sleeping masses. Their time has come round at last and it’s going to rock their world soon enough. You don’t fuck with destiny and you don’t change what is inevitable and for the betterment of all. When the time comes that’s it.
Just like people and mountains and planets, nations have their span, which is quite a bit shorter than mountains and planets but usually longer than people. Still, sooner or later the cassette runs out of tape and that’s it. That’s it. You are given a period of time to address the issues having to do with you being here in the first place, although it is probably not the first time. When the tape runs out, be it in regards to a collection of people, or a trend in some segment of the population that has run it’s course, or a country, or whatever it may be, that’s it. That’s it and you can even see it most of the time unless you are up too close, or involved in it. You can watch it come apart at the scenes
It is to be expected, in times of material darkness that science would tie itself up in knots and distinguish itself in ever greater absurdities, until it is reduced to a drooling idiot. There is no stupid anywhere quite like educated stupid. Why shouldn’t I go to the government and give them my proposal on extending human life through studying the California Sequoias? Right off, I’m thinking the key is to stand real still for hundreds of years with your arms in the air and slow your breath and heartbeat down to almost nothing. I’m still not clear about standing in a bucket of earth and fertilizer, diligently watered at intervals but we’ll have various test groups to determine the efficacy of different approaches. After that we can move on to all kinds of fascinating studies and we’ll have plenty of time since we’ll be living for thousands of years. I know it might be difficult to accomplish much while standing very still with your hands in the air but we’ll think of something.
Yeah, educated stupid is a whole thing of itself and it’s a lot more dangerous than uneducated stupid. Educated stupid has a tendency to affect many lives up close and at a distance. Take psychology and psychiatry for instance and keep in mind, it’s not just stupidity but a complete breakdown in moral character as well, including a loss of integrity, which is a lot more important than the people who see no value in it, when juxtaposed with the necessities of survival, think it is. Here you have people who go to school for long periods of time and read voluminous texts about all kinds of pathologies and all kinds of theories about the origins and intricacies of them. Then what happens is the pharmaceutical companies see the value of inventing all kinds of toxic chemical compounds that are supposed to treat these pathologies and they show up at the universities with suitcases filled with cash, along with their samples suitcase and they start stuffing hundred dollar bills into the pockets of the professors and the regents and board of directors and the next thing you know the whole method of treatment becomes pharmaceutically based. Then it occurs to the pharmaceutical manufacturers that the earlier they can find patients the longer they have to sell them expensive bogus medications so they can finance research laboratories who invent diseases out of thin air, just like their cousins do over at the Federal Reserve, with currency ..and for every new fictitious disease they come up with a new medicine. Of course, since they inflated the costs of research by about a hundred times what it actually cost, they can charge outrageous fees for these medicines in order to recoup their investments, which the law says they can do because they also went over to the FDA and to all the senators and representatives offices who control the policies of affected agencies and they also tossed around huge amounts of money and… you get the picture right?
What I just described here happens in every industry. It happens in the food industry when evil shits who invented some kind of sweetener from petroleum and Aardvark blood want to use it in soft drinks and candies. Back at the lab are hundreds of corpses of mutated and dead rats and other life forms who are proof that this compound has some kind of effect… no, those corpses aren’t there any more. They went into the crematorium. It’s the same in the munitions and war machine industry, where other evil shits went to the relevant political committees, with a bunch of blueprints under their arms and told the politicians, in between frenzied bouts of tossing wads of hundred dollar bills into the air, that the plane in the blueprint would revolutionize the military capability of the Air Force and grant a measurable superiority over everyone else. So the politicians voted to spend a hundred billion dollars on the plane only to find that this is wrong and that is wrong and eventually they have to shitcan the whole thing but that’s okay cause they’ve moved on to the next thing. Actually they don’t even do it like that. These days, The Pentagon, which is no more than an Israeli slush, (a criminal siphon machine for the really big cartels) fund simply gets hundreds of billions of dollars allocated to it and they sit down and sort of eenie, meenie, minee mo the money, which winds up in different piles. “We steal this, we spend this, we pay out this to insure cooperation and so on.” You get the picture or else you’re stupid or culpable.
Books like Fifty Shades of Gray don’t just appear because some blimp of a piss poor writer sat down and agonized over the deathless lines that composed it. What it is is a bad marriage of romance novel and porn mixed up with a few other things. I haven’t read it but I don’t have to. Like so many things that become massive financial hits, the whole process was engineered to pander to the lowest prurient appetites of the bored and bewildered. Somewhere in New York City and cities like it, a bunch of cheese and white wine artistes and effete hangers on are referring to it as literature and every now and then one of them will turn to the other, point at the wall and say, “You know, I really like that painting. It’s got a fullness and intrinsic power.” what he’s referring to is a red paint roller track across a white canvas. I can hear them now, “It speaks to me.” I’m glad it kept it’s mouth shut when I walked by.
What would a day be without a dose of social conditioning and the suppression of free speech?
A few years ago the janitors at MOMA cleaned up a couple of art exhibits that they rightly thought were trash left by visitors during an opening. The curators and critics were furious but the irony was not lost on the rest of us. One of the exhibits there was called “The Unmade Bed” if I remember correctly. Why is the state of contemporary art as it is? It’s because the Tribe controls all aspects of it. Argue as much as you like. The proof is what it is. I guess it has to run its course. No large body of the public seems moved to do much. Freedom of speech, freedom of expression, these are possessions of the privileged. They say what they like and they do what they like but you, you cannot. Or… perhaps you can, it depends on how ‘effectively’ you believe in your right to do so and who backs your play. I don’t get my freedoms from government charters or citizenship. I get my rights from the cosmos. I don’t recognize governments or temporal authority when they have ceased to possess any integrity whatsoever …and if you are guided by fear it will be your master. How does fear come into play? That’s an interesting question. No doubt the psychiatrists and psychologists have an answer for it; something along the lines of Xanax and Vallium.
I just saw a film called Don Jon (check out the reviews emblazoned on the poster up top). Boy! Does it ever sum up the depraved and superficial mindset that has been nurtured into the common American mind by those controlling the entertainment business. This is a new low, well past the Hangover series that finally got so bad that I couldn’t even get past ten minutes of the third installment. When you are talking low brow this one has it all. This is how they want you to picture yourself, as a troglodyte from “Jersey Shore”, or a member of a massive failed experiment, where Kardashian DNA was spliced into GMO corn for the purpose of activation in the sweetener by products. I’m guessing this is the “Rocky” of the decade only differently abled.
Well, we’ve come to the end of whatever this is. Hopefully it is the beginning of something else (grin).
End Transmission…….

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Otherwise known as Smoking Mirrors, Les Visible provides a voiceover in a disintegrating culture as Reflections in a Petri Dish. While in his guise as Visible Origami, Les offers perspectives on the invisible forces shaping our world

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