Reflections in a Petri Dish – October 18, 2010
I realize you need a strong stomach and you have to be able to control your distaste in order to watch it but this recent Glenn Beck program, with a couple of guests from the fundamentalist Christian sector, is a real eye-opener. The amount of slander that is presented by the main guest; I only watched about half of the program (I think), is stunning.
He disparages Hindus, Buddhists and Muslims and does it with such a sanctimonious certitude that it approaches the surreal.
I watched this and I thought of the millions who watch it and nod their heads for no other reason than that they are watching someone on TV who must have importance and acumen or they wouldn’t be there, would they? To an intelligent person who is honest with themselves and not taken in by transferred prejudices, that are empowered by public exposure, Glenn Beck is a reptile life form; a demagogue and snake oil salesman who makes around 35 million dollars a year. Glenn Beck is the captain of a doomed ship that is attended by millions sitting on deck chairs bound for destruction and none of them have made the connection between men like Glenn Beck and the precarious state of their future.
November is coming. Anyone who is aware of the
ALTA web bot reports from Cliff High and George Ure know that November has an ominous vibration. It brings the compromised-voter fraud elections into the staging ground for present day life, which could be aptly named ‘the theater of the absurd’. The limits are outward pressed each day for the steel cage match between insanity and stupidity. It appears to be some kind of tag team event because greed and hubris are suited up and waiting for the slap of the hand from their partner.
The foreclosure scandal stands as irrefutable testimony to the contempt held by bankers for the rest of the human race and it’s now clear that the whole scenario was set up just to throw people out of their homes. They are throwing people out of their homes that have no mortgage and own their homes outright. They are seizing homes that the particular banks have no claim on to begin with. It’s an Oklahoma Land Rush of unbridled rapacity and they even work at justifying and explaining it. From the president down, they are denying that fraud took place and saying, without any hesitation, that if the banks can’t seize any homes in reach that it will be bad for the economy. Bank of America paused long enough to snort a couple of lines of Peruvian rock and went right back to the snatch and grab.
There are companies that print and sell foreclosure mill documents that are designed for robot signing, epidemic thievery that greases the wheels for something that would be a crime in every country in the world but somehow, in America, anything is okay as long as you have the money to afford the lawyers to prove it. The Supreme Court said that it was legally permissible for corporations to buy elections. There are 3 hasbara clowns now sitting in their ranks and who got beaten so bad with the ugly stick that the stick is broken in several places and may not be useable for some time. I don’t know how this is going to affect public perception in the days to come but public perception is already somewhere in the witless protection system and is blind in one eye and can’t see out of the other.
I expect any day now for Fox TV to announce a new television show called Dancing with the Demons. You’ll be able to see The Four Horsemen of The Apocalypse line dancing to a Charlie Daniels song. You’ll see Brian Moynihan doing the tango with Abaddon. Would it be a surprise now? Ten years ago all of us would have laughed and said, “Sure buddy” if anyone described where we find ourselves today as the place our future held.
Outright theft of the homes of millions of people seems to be the stuff of novels. Then we find out that the banks set out intentionally to loan the money to anyone and everyone with the intent of doing just that in a premeditated murder kind of a way. They not only are responsible for the most horrendous actions but they set them up to begin with.
We need hydrophobic helldogs to climb up out of the bottomless pit and run wild through the kingdoms of the dead, biting each corpse and infecting it with frothing, red eyed rabies that launches the corpses out of their graves and drives them in a murderous frenzy into the corporate boardrooms of the world. The bite of the corpses infects the psychopaths in suits and sends them into a feeding frenzy upon their comrades. It would be a righteous thing to see; bankers, stockbrokers, lawyers and hedge fund operatives, tearing each other to pieces and consuming one another until there is nothing left but heads with snapping teeth, circling around on the blood-soaked Turkmen carpets.
There should be a universal shoot on sight law that’s something like the Texas, ‘sumbitch needed killing law’ that applies to bankers and their affiliate’s world wide. The problem with this is the excessive amount of compassion that attends such a fate. These sorts of people would just consider that an acceptable price for doing business and get back into line on the invisible conveyor belt to the moon for another body and another turn on the wheel of fire.
The thing that amazes me the most is that we have yet to see an epidemic of assassinations of the various types who are tormenting humanity. I would have expected this to have become routine by now. I would have expected half a dozen guys with MP5’s, Ak-47’s or something automatic, with duct taped, reversed and doubled banana clips, to have stormed Goldman Sachs and made a statement. My thinking is that anyone who does will be released from jail, as they were in the storming of the Bastille, in the not too distant future. I do expect this to start soon and to hit not only the boardrooms but the sheltered homes and hideaways that every local in every locale knows about from living there.
The dreadful and searing pain of witnessing the terrible absurdities of the moment must be driving people mad but… they just go on with the program.
I am not like most people- or maybe I don’t know what most people are like, but for me this is all under control, part of the performance and one more repeat of a lesson that is orchestrated to teach humanity some of the things it needs to know in order to lay a secure groundwork for the new age. That new age, like all ages, will eventually be compromised but it will take awhile. Try to see what is happening as a real time play in the hands of a masterful director who provided the works of Shakespeare (I happen to have some
soliloquies from lost plays of The Bard) for our edification on the cosmic and perpetually repeating phenomenon that has been going on since long before the pyramids were constructed. All kinds of things are going to be revealed with ever greater frequency, due to the speeding up of time, as we approach the aperture leading to the dimensional shift. I expect to see a trail of perambulating bodies accompanying me on the holographic highways to the exit doors.
It’s gotten this insane because anything less wouldn’t have any effect on the slumbering masses. Even where we are now isn’t impacting most of them. It’s really going to take a two by four to bring them out of their coma. It gives proof to the presumption that they could burn to death in their beds and not wake up. They will wake up this time though because it is required, if only to witness the final scene.
I want to tell you that there’s going to be quite an after party and everyone who can get there is invited. Getting there is your invitation. Don’t despair at the seeming power of these cartoon clowns. They’re like a Hollywood set where the building’s fronts are propped up by two by fours behind them. These may be the same two by fours that are going to be used for wakey wakey. The fabricated scenery will fall in simultaneously choreography with the scales dropping from people’s eyes.
You’re going to see actual tears appear in the fabric of the illusion that has passed for reality. Things are going to appear and disappear in ways that startle in awesome fashion. I think it can be truly said that, ‘you ain’t seen nothing yet’ and that applies to both the inner and the outer worlds. This has been a long time coming and all you have to do is go to the deepest part of the truest state of your being and feed it with your industry and desire. Belief in the bullshit is for those who have been producing it. This doesn’t apply to you. Belief in anything ties you to it. Learn to say, “I don’t know”. You know what I mean (grin).
Iridescent Dreams
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