As you can see this was supposed to be the kicking off point today following on from the latest outburst at the other shop.
However some thoughts heaved into view whilst watching something I was rather looking forward to on the liar’s box, for those of you outside UKplc the following will have little if any relevance so you might as well wander off elsewhere.
Derren Brown.
I’ve rather been fascinated by the perplexing nothing that he’s been getting away with, though I do really enjoy the process, for the past ten years on the idiot box. C4 is celebrating that fact this evening.
When watching his illusions and trickery I’m constantly aware of the fact that he is “licensed” to show us this stuff. Quite literally, like Alex Jones, he’s been given clearance to shove this stuff in our faces. Otherwise it wouldn’t be there.
I always laugh when money gets involved. Here we have real tangible magic actually in a magic act. Motivating those involved. More magic. It is magic piled upon magic piled upon sorcery hidden in shamanism.
Reflect, if you will, that the real magicians keep the real power occult and we the vulgar are never going to get a whiff of it no matter how much Derren we watch. The true fakirs are faking our fiat wealth.
We are like Varangian nobles and ambassadors brought before the Byzantine Emperor. On a diplomatic mission to swear fealty, to be bedazzled as the Emperor floats above us on his mighty throne striking wonder into our native hearts.We are to leave suitably cowed and awed at the display off unfathomable power, magik. Restruck with fear to not cause any trouble in our regions.
Tonight in the midst of the chosen repeat episode there is a shocking experiment. You know the one. You also know the legend behind it. The one Derren gave us. You and I know, because I wrote and you read the words over the other shop, that really what was going on in that experiment was a guaging, a measurement, an estimation of how far TPTB had to go to reduce the USofA corp population to mind mush as part of the perpetual metals, mining, slaving, logistics & belief scam.. To work out how much more denormalistion was required until the whole population would fry anyone in sight.
If we tie that little thought together with the recently noted increase in psychopathy within the USofA herd, or reduced empathy as the academics like to call it, then we can reassuredly place Derren in the denormalisation process for UKplc. Told you he’d must have been security cleared. USofA corp has been subject to more of this kind of ceremony for longer and there should be no surprise at the recent emergence of government frying and sexual assault of persons at airports there.
Don’t feel so self satisfied UKplc. Oh yes UKplc whilst the idiot box is entertaining us, we are too denormalised to riot when HSBC annouces it has a sale. Our forefathers would have. A fucking what? A sale on magik items. Am I going to be offered seven league boots soon or a cloak of invisibility in Primark?
As I once remarked to some Russians, it was another Arthur Scargill 2iC moment a real conversation killer, who were extolling the virtues of Yuri Geller. I remarked that the only magic he needs to know is that he’s a millionaire and lives in a mansion. We are stuck here in a mate’s semi-detached in Cockfosters. We and our progeny will always remain so if we keep handing money over to Yuri and his progeny for “entertainment”. That is magic and it works for him not us.
The magik works for the magikians not us no matter how tickled pink we are. Being knee deep in fiat currency is not a spell breaker.
Well bugger me with a fish fork I’ve actually managed to drag this thing somewhere near back on course.
This week Micahel Hestletine let it slip that he’s rather worried about inflation coming down the pike.
I will say this only once.
WAKE THE FUCK UP!!!
Have you noticed that we live in an official low inflation economy. Have done for years apparently, officially. Well I don’t know about you but my personal inflation rate has been runnning nearer 10% for years. So when Michael opens his yap then you know there is a shit storm coming.
As I wandered round Tescos and ALDI today I clocked the numbers on things pricewise and the word is; big number inflation bursting through on the things that matter.
Oh I know that there are an infinite number of channels to be surfed on telly and the prices are tumbling. However the supplier couldn’t really give a flying one if you get what you paid for, that problem belongs to the fly by night, shell companied, wound up at end of tax year, vanmeisters who shove the thing into your living room and don’t have any interest in anything after that. You see the suppliers only need to have the magik numbers endorsed in official viewing figures for their advertising sales negotiations.
No; real stuff like water, milk, bread, potatoes, veg and sugar. Forget the medicines, I mean just forget them, we ain’t getting anything soon.
As this guy notes we are in for trouble. At the heart of all this for UKplc is that when guys who can make things, that people want, buy stuff, the guys who have nothing to trade starve.
Someone has deliberately imbalanced the trade part of commerce. Now forget the gold and silver, though I do like reading the guys screaming and yelling out there, precious metals, excepting industrial uses, are a stepping stone in the process from soveriegn wealth to serfdom. Go back to gold and we are still in the religioKriminal game. No real change, no real damage to the scheme of things.
Let me illustrate what I mean by sabotaging commerce. If you’ve read what Adam Smith was going on about in its simplest form then you’ll know that if I specialise in widgets and you specialise in buckle pins and we all go to market then I’ll get my market rate for my stuff, you your stuff, and then we can buy what we need from the market using our script. If I need a buckle then fine, you might not need widgets but others do, you might want a merkin so we are all happy and get on with refining our specialisations.
In the modern world someone has turned the script into religioKriminal poison, by design. If someone wanted to trade orgasmatrons and and a lifetime supply of KY jelly where do you think the well lubed personal items will go? UKplc doesn’t make buckle pins anymore nor widgets but it is the home of religioKriminal poison. No not UKplc. Noone is going to accept religioKriminal poison. So do you think the feedstuff suppliers and energy suppliers are going to accept Satan’s pence?
All UKplc has to offer is land and a place in the Temple. UKplc can let new share holders into the religioKriminal enterprise. That means the aboriginals are getting cleared out.
On a wider note the USofA corp has been removed from functioning peacefully in the modern world and the slaving dump of ChiCommland has been thrust into the 21st century. The world has been imbalanced, commerce usurped and the end result is chaos.
Which brings me back to where we started.
Iron Mountain report, fake or not, the ancient kings of Sumer would have recognised the screen play.
They were victims as well.
Saturday, 8 January 2011
Friday, 7 January 2011
A tribute to the Monkees or Psyren's Song
USofA corp at its finest. The only civilisation to go straight from oats to bread & circuses, skipping the fine cuisine stage. With apologies to Georges Clemenceau
There are some sounds that just make you stop and listen.
The sound of a woodpecker in an old English wood. I mean really old. Like we have here around the Barnet/Herts/Enfield border.
Or in my case the sound of twin five blades sawing their way through the air on approach to RAF Northolt. Me wondering who’s dropping in for some serious shagging at Buck Palace or plotting armageddon in the bunkers?
Other sounds make you bolt upright and ask WTF?
Like the IRA blowing up something around Brent Cross.
Or a big phekking train wreck, like Potters Bar.
When you are out and about, these very things can be experienced by the law abiding subject of her majesty in Barnet.
Then there are the moments out here on the ausphart when you find yourself snikkering up your sleeve when you spot a lazy crypto stooge agent in a room full of the earnest. Like here. Go on enjoy it. Exopolitics sounds so much more grown up and less scarey than ALIENS! If you cannot bear it, I’ll drop you a clue at the end of this malarky.
Can you guess who I am referring to? I’ve mentioned him more than once out here.
On other occassions one is taken completely by surprise and the whole gamut of emotions and down right weird feelings over comes one. Like an ammunition train wreck in Brent Cross’s ye olde woodpecker shop staffed only by aliens speaking buzzsaw, all orchestrated by Prince Charles.
Weird.
It happened today, no Brent Cross is still there, the 3-phase supplied weirdness.
It all began when the Governor, who I have a soft spot for, got his own show. Now having heard him on AJ’s show over the years I liked his moxy. No nonsense. Straight down the line kind a’ guy with some good tales to tell of meeting the Feds when he became Governor and then his waking up to 9/11.
However I thought he’d gone off to keep his head down in Mexico. Then I heard he’d got his own conspiracy TV series. Fair enough thinks I. He’s moving on again and getting into the groove. Though I didn’t really think there was going to be much to the series since this is the land of bread & circuses after all.
So I didn’t make a point of watching. Though I caught a few snippets. One being a woman flying into USofA corp for an interview with the Governor on a windswept airport apron then jetting out again because it was too dangerous to remain in USofA corp. OK thinks I, not missing anything here.
Then I hear he’s had a show banned from the new series, swaatched from reality, never to be seen again. A show about FEMA camps. Whoa, thinks I, might have missed something here.
So GC posted it today and I decide to watch. Hoping against hope there might be some substance to the hype about this being the real deal.
Cool, the Governor has a big black V8 to cruise around in and there he is with AJ staring at burial casks stockpiled. OK, seen that but lets go with it…..then the train with the bombs hit the woodpecker and the buzz sawing aliens in Camilla’s Brent Cross.
I heard THAT voice, the singular English voice of a consumate UKplc propagandist, the voice of an agent.
And then I saw her face, now I’m a believer.
It is all bread & circuses after all. USofA corp bye-bye.
Someone tell the Governor, like he doesn’t already know, he’s got a real live Member of the British Empire on staff!!!!
What next?
Alex Jones is a Hessian?
OK if you couldn’t stomach the full one and a half hours of Exopolitics bollox you want 38 mins, he’s our ex MoD rent seeker.
The upshot is that AJ and the Governor are obviously prime candidates for migration over to the safe opposition slots on Internet 2 after Barry Soetoro pulls the plug on the ausphart. This much has been obvious with AJ for some time.
I’m disappointed in the Governor. I still like the Monkees.
There are some sounds that just make you stop and listen.
The sound of a woodpecker in an old English wood. I mean really old. Like we have here around the Barnet/Herts/Enfield border.
Or in my case the sound of twin five blades sawing their way through the air on approach to RAF Northolt. Me wondering who’s dropping in for some serious shagging at Buck Palace or plotting armageddon in the bunkers?
Other sounds make you bolt upright and ask WTF?
Like the IRA blowing up something around Brent Cross.
Or a big phekking train wreck, like Potters Bar.
When you are out and about, these very things can be experienced by the law abiding subject of her majesty in Barnet.
Then there are the moments out here on the ausphart when you find yourself snikkering up your sleeve when you spot a lazy crypto stooge agent in a room full of the earnest. Like here. Go on enjoy it. Exopolitics sounds so much more grown up and less scarey than ALIENS! If you cannot bear it, I’ll drop you a clue at the end of this malarky.
Can you guess who I am referring to? I’ve mentioned him more than once out here.
On other occassions one is taken completely by surprise and the whole gamut of emotions and down right weird feelings over comes one. Like an ammunition train wreck in Brent Cross’s ye olde woodpecker shop staffed only by aliens speaking buzzsaw, all orchestrated by Prince Charles.
Weird.
It happened today, no Brent Cross is still there, the 3-phase supplied weirdness.
It all began when the Governor, who I have a soft spot for, got his own show. Now having heard him on AJ’s show over the years I liked his moxy. No nonsense. Straight down the line kind a’ guy with some good tales to tell of meeting the Feds when he became Governor and then his waking up to 9/11.
However I thought he’d gone off to keep his head down in Mexico. Then I heard he’d got his own conspiracy TV series. Fair enough thinks I. He’s moving on again and getting into the groove. Though I didn’t really think there was going to be much to the series since this is the land of bread & circuses after all.
So I didn’t make a point of watching. Though I caught a few snippets. One being a woman flying into USofA corp for an interview with the Governor on a windswept airport apron then jetting out again because it was too dangerous to remain in USofA corp. OK thinks I, not missing anything here.
Then I hear he’s had a show banned from the new series, swaatched from reality, never to be seen again. A show about FEMA camps. Whoa, thinks I, might have missed something here.
So GC posted it today and I decide to watch. Hoping against hope there might be some substance to the hype about this being the real deal.
Cool, the Governor has a big black V8 to cruise around in and there he is with AJ staring at burial casks stockpiled. OK, seen that but lets go with it…..then the train with the bombs hit the woodpecker and the buzz sawing aliens in Camilla’s Brent Cross.
I heard THAT voice, the singular English voice of a consumate UKplc propagandist, the voice of an agent.
And then I saw her face, now I’m a believer.
It is all bread & circuses after all. USofA corp bye-bye.
Someone tell the Governor, like he doesn’t already know, he’s got a real live Member of the British Empire on staff!!!!
What next?
Alex Jones is a Hessian?
OK if you couldn’t stomach the full one and a half hours of Exopolitics bollox you want 38 mins, he’s our ex MoD rent seeker.
The upshot is that AJ and the Governor are obviously prime candidates for migration over to the safe opposition slots on Internet 2 after Barry Soetoro pulls the plug on the ausphart. This much has been obvious with AJ for some time.
I’m disappointed in the Governor. I still like the Monkees.
Thursday, 6 January 2011
FFS!!! And Callaghan was slated for managing our gentle decline!!
Channel 4 news today.
They cannot find the swine flu vaccines!
Well it is 30 years now since they wandered round the place and they are back again today.
Child molesters locked into the child minding, infant farming, child stealing systems. Government grooming of our most precious gifts.
Dead woman in Bristol and the cops use “tall ladders” says reporter.
Oh fuck me. As I said Capri, jaffas, shitheap.
Meanwhile they’ve installed gold bullion vending machines in the Emirates Palace Hotel in Abu Dhabi . Why not Liverpool, Salford or Dundee, Michael?
What do we get? Tax credits, fucking tax credits!!!! After 30 fucking years of liberalisation what do we get? An unemployed servile economy and massive, unprecedented individual debt which according to the counters at Harry’s shop is currently £37,303 each!!!! WTF!!! I wouldn’t mind if I‘d spent the last 30 years knee deep in cocaine, champagne and weapons grade hookers but all I did was respond to so called market signals like get educated, work hard and save!!!!
We’ve had the piss taken out of us and the fuckedwitz currently in Westminster are going to get a tanking soon.
Callaghan may have been doing his best as a sovereign PM. The current accretion of the hopeless are taking orders from the UN to manage us into servitude.
Oh I almost forgot. The managers of Spurs and Arsenal want us to volunteer, Cameron’s big society crap?, and help with the Olympics in 2012.
So right then let me see. I’ll spend my day in the rain freezing my damped nads off, guiding folks to the venues etc. whilst the world’s oligarchs, despots and slavers will whizz by in armoured limos at 70mph in special Politburo only road lanes at my expense, in comfort, knee deep in Af/Pak snow, steroid enhanced ladyboys, augmented pro-athletes and diplomatic immunity.
Meanwhile any of my friends and family visiting Shitheap Zentral who stray into the RollerBall/DeathRace2000 lanes will get fined £1000/tazered/booted up the disability access ramp at Holborn Copshop and marked for life in the great big death dealing spreadsheet that Xe manages for Rock/Roth.
Fuck off!!!
AAARRRRGGGGHHHHHH!!!!
They cannot find the swine flu vaccines!
Well it is 30 years now since they wandered round the place and they are back again today.
Child molesters locked into the child minding, infant farming, child stealing systems. Government grooming of our most precious gifts.
Dead woman in Bristol and the cops use “tall ladders” says reporter.
Oh fuck me. As I said Capri, jaffas, shitheap.
Meanwhile they’ve installed gold bullion vending machines in the Emirates Palace Hotel in Abu Dhabi . Why not Liverpool, Salford or Dundee, Michael?
What do we get? Tax credits, fucking tax credits!!!! After 30 fucking years of liberalisation what do we get? An unemployed servile economy and massive, unprecedented individual debt which according to the counters at Harry’s shop is currently £37,303 each!!!! WTF!!! I wouldn’t mind if I‘d spent the last 30 years knee deep in cocaine, champagne and weapons grade hookers but all I did was respond to so called market signals like get educated, work hard and save!!!!
We’ve had the piss taken out of us and the fuckedwitz currently in Westminster are going to get a tanking soon.
Callaghan may have been doing his best as a sovereign PM. The current accretion of the hopeless are taking orders from the UN to manage us into servitude.
Oh I almost forgot. The managers of Spurs and Arsenal want us to volunteer, Cameron’s big society crap?, and help with the Olympics in 2012.
So right then let me see. I’ll spend my day in the rain freezing my damped nads off, guiding folks to the venues etc. whilst the world’s oligarchs, despots and slavers will whizz by in armoured limos at 70mph in special Politburo only road lanes at my expense, in comfort, knee deep in Af/Pak snow, steroid enhanced ladyboys, augmented pro-athletes and diplomatic immunity.
Meanwhile any of my friends and family visiting Shitheap Zentral who stray into the RollerBall/DeathRace2000 lanes will get fined £1000/tazered/booted up the disability access ramp at Holborn Copshop and marked for life in the great big death dealing spreadsheet that Xe manages for Rock/Roth.
Fuck off!!!
AAARRRRGGGGHHHHHH!!!!
Wednesday, 5 January 2011
When I was a lad the Show Trials were long gone…
…however the strange feeling of unreality engendered by the whole farce has stayed with me ever since even though I only heard of them on the GGT via a programme called The March of Time.
Watching the sepia and B&W footage of people pleading for their lives in the commie NOAHide courts. Knowing they were going to die. Me watching removed in time and space, knowing that no matter what they did or said they were long since marked for removal. The ones that really struck me as folly were they show trials of military officers at a time of glaring danger. Clear and present enemies at the gate. I’ve mentioned this process several times all designed by, I now know, religioKriminal banksters to destroy the fabric of a society in everyway
That was for some reason the most instructive piece of education I ever received. It instilled within me an instinctive hair standing on back of neck warning signal.
Back then I had no idea that banksters are default moded to RISC communism through the merchandising of death.
As you know I’ve been waiting for a Teutoburg tragedy to strike us, for a modern Publius Quintilius Varus to heave into view. Or Anabasis again. My candidates being Af/Pak or more recently a tragedy of maximal symbology relating to USN carrier groups in and around the first island chain.
We are being predictively programmed for the later I think. For 18 months or more all we’ve heard about are ChiComm carrier killer ballistics.
Well I did warn to keep an eye on the Big E. “One last thing. The Big E is, after vast expense, setting out no her last commissions. If we recognise the importance of the ceremonial name bestowed upon her you might wonder what ritual she is about to be involved in.”
So let us set some background.
Right here, right now, whether we know it or not in the aggregate, TPTB’s favourite model for a pet humanity is ChiCommland. They’ve been at this enterprise for decades and decades. When the Trojan Panda turned up we didn’t know that Kissinger the panda squeezer had signed our society away. The funny money boys have poured all our pension money, stolen it, and wealth into the dump and the ChiComms can print their own money. A massive edifice of power and technology has been transplanted from us to the CHiComms and with only one common purpose as always.
Destruction.
Let us be clear here. TPTB don’t favour our way of life any more. We’ve served our purpose. We are back in the petri dish, who ever emerges gets to carry on the great work.
I’ve noted that this Roth muppet has been talking bollox again. Grooming the little ‘uns. Very recently Soros opened his paid up yap. Predictive programming.
ChiCommland.
Are you inspired to flee there like Maurice to the land of milk and honey….er I got that wrong. That was East Europeans fleeing to USofA corp in an earlier century. No ChiCommland, land of silk and slavery, organ theft, oligarchy, racism, mysogeny, a shit hole. Not the place you want to be if you need a wheel chair. Unless you are an oligarch in which case you’ll soon have a new pair of stolen transplanted legs sewn on. Nor if you want to protest, in which case you’ll get booted up the disability access ramps at the local cop shop and have the book and your wheel chair thrown at you before having your organs harvested in secret.
Hold on…. I see a great big merging of West and East. That last load of mumbojumbo will apply to USofA corp, UKplc and ChiCommland around 2050. Well UKplc a little earlier, say 2020.
Anyway until then lets have another look at the RICO arms development process. The big black scarey Chink has got a lot of press this past week or so. When the complimentary part of this current discussion is dumped at the other shop you will see that this is no surprise if you understand the ancient relationship between fiat money, war making and slavery. TPTB have as always handed over the tech and resources needed to the next load of trouble makers to shake down the existing order and move onto the planned following stage of global integration under one state of Reduced Instruction Set Criminality, RISC.
No matter what we do, how we protest, the depths of our prayers, the mark of another rumble is evident. That is why the so called “Chicago school” economic enema has been adminsitered to our society since 1980. Our wealth has been flushed over to the ChiComms and the planned impoverishment of USofA corp moves apace. Part of the process is chaos, stultification and stupification at home in the West.
The Ides are not good.
Although there may be great, well excercised kit in the US Forces deployed in the West Pacific, there is an insidious process at work which seems analogous to what the officer corps of the Red Army faced just before their door was kicked in by the NY banker’s boy and his Panzerwaffe.
You see whilst they were hard at work making sure they memorised all the shit that Marx, Engels, Trotsky, Lenin and assorted RISC psychos had written. Whilst they made sure they deployed their troops according to iRED commie bankster tennets, they turned out to be shit at winning a battle because they’d been selected for political correctness not real world capability.
I think you know my opinions on why that was. So let us return to something that made me salley forth with the above.
From the ROK Drop today. There has been a whole raft of senior officers torpedoed in the USN over the past year or so.
What the Hong Kong Phooey is going on? I smell commies. I smell gutting of experience. I smell politically correct bicameral minded fools heaving into command.
I smell trouble.
The tech, especially those loverly BMD defence ships, are up to the task. Especially since the ChiComms have their own troubles. However it still makes me nervous when I consider two or three flat tops stoogeing around on the ChiComm littoral with the current bitchboys and boybitches in the Whitehouse. Oh, and any of their prospective successors. Would you trust any of them to stay frosty in a fire fight? No, they’d be found sucking their comforts crying for mommy and/or shooting you in the back.
Oh yes there may be a great big iGAY feel to the fleet but whilst the missiles are flying what do you want from the people making command decisions? Politically correct speechifying like the General Commissars in the Red Army when the Panzers and Stukas dropped by? Do you want the iGAY, great big iRAINBOW politically correct culture to have every little word and jesture scrutenised before decisions are made, just like the great big iRED/iCHEKA commie cowards did back then. Do you want everyone sacked who’s thinking about dodging DF21s and not gently mollycoddling any ersatz buttwelders or krypto carpet munchers on the crew?
When ever you find yourself faced with a moral or logical dichotomy like this, when a massive dose of cognitive dissonance ruins your rational, you can be sure you’ve got Commies at work seeking to destroy the system that you know and love.
Now I know you want me to name my favourite candidate for the 21st century Publius Quintilius Varus.
There is only one religioKriminal clown that fits the bill.
Commie RISC lawyers never change.
[Cont]
Watching the sepia and B&W footage of people pleading for their lives in the commie NOAHide courts. Knowing they were going to die. Me watching removed in time and space, knowing that no matter what they did or said they were long since marked for removal. The ones that really struck me as folly were they show trials of military officers at a time of glaring danger. Clear and present enemies at the gate. I’ve mentioned this process several times all designed by, I now know, religioKriminal banksters to destroy the fabric of a society in everyway
That was for some reason the most instructive piece of education I ever received. It instilled within me an instinctive hair standing on back of neck warning signal.
Back then I had no idea that banksters are default moded to RISC communism through the merchandising of death.
As you know I’ve been waiting for a Teutoburg tragedy to strike us, for a modern Publius Quintilius Varus to heave into view. Or Anabasis again. My candidates being Af/Pak or more recently a tragedy of maximal symbology relating to USN carrier groups in and around the first island chain.
We are being predictively programmed for the later I think. For 18 months or more all we’ve heard about are ChiComm carrier killer ballistics.
Well I did warn to keep an eye on the Big E. “One last thing. The Big E is, after vast expense, setting out no her last commissions. If we recognise the importance of the ceremonial name bestowed upon her you might wonder what ritual she is about to be involved in.”
So let us set some background.
Right here, right now, whether we know it or not in the aggregate, TPTB’s favourite model for a pet humanity is ChiCommland. They’ve been at this enterprise for decades and decades. When the Trojan Panda turned up we didn’t know that Kissinger the panda squeezer had signed our society away. The funny money boys have poured all our pension money, stolen it, and wealth into the dump and the ChiComms can print their own money. A massive edifice of power and technology has been transplanted from us to the CHiComms and with only one common purpose as always.
Destruction.
Let us be clear here. TPTB don’t favour our way of life any more. We’ve served our purpose. We are back in the petri dish, who ever emerges gets to carry on the great work.
I’ve noted that this Roth muppet has been talking bollox again. Grooming the little ‘uns. Very recently Soros opened his paid up yap. Predictive programming.
ChiCommland.
Are you inspired to flee there like Maurice to the land of milk and honey….er I got that wrong. That was East Europeans fleeing to USofA corp in an earlier century. No ChiCommland, land of silk and slavery, organ theft, oligarchy, racism, mysogeny, a shit hole. Not the place you want to be if you need a wheel chair. Unless you are an oligarch in which case you’ll soon have a new pair of stolen transplanted legs sewn on. Nor if you want to protest, in which case you’ll get booted up the disability access ramps at the local cop shop and have the book and your wheel chair thrown at you before having your organs harvested in secret.
Hold on…. I see a great big merging of West and East. That last load of mumbojumbo will apply to USofA corp, UKplc and ChiCommland around 2050. Well UKplc a little earlier, say 2020.
Anyway until then lets have another look at the RICO arms development process. The big black scarey Chink has got a lot of press this past week or so. When the complimentary part of this current discussion is dumped at the other shop you will see that this is no surprise if you understand the ancient relationship between fiat money, war making and slavery. TPTB have as always handed over the tech and resources needed to the next load of trouble makers to shake down the existing order and move onto the planned following stage of global integration under one state of Reduced Instruction Set Criminality, RISC.
No matter what we do, how we protest, the depths of our prayers, the mark of another rumble is evident. That is why the so called “Chicago school” economic enema has been adminsitered to our society since 1980. Our wealth has been flushed over to the ChiComms and the planned impoverishment of USofA corp moves apace. Part of the process is chaos, stultification and stupification at home in the West.
The Ides are not good.
Although there may be great, well excercised kit in the US Forces deployed in the West Pacific, there is an insidious process at work which seems analogous to what the officer corps of the Red Army faced just before their door was kicked in by the NY banker’s boy and his Panzerwaffe.
You see whilst they were hard at work making sure they memorised all the shit that Marx, Engels, Trotsky, Lenin and assorted RISC psychos had written. Whilst they made sure they deployed their troops according to iRED commie bankster tennets, they turned out to be shit at winning a battle because they’d been selected for political correctness not real world capability.
I think you know my opinions on why that was. So let us return to something that made me salley forth with the above.
From the ROK Drop today. There has been a whole raft of senior officers torpedoed in the USN over the past year or so.
What the Hong Kong Phooey is going on? I smell commies. I smell gutting of experience. I smell politically correct bicameral minded fools heaving into command.
I smell trouble.
The tech, especially those loverly BMD defence ships, are up to the task. Especially since the ChiComms have their own troubles. However it still makes me nervous when I consider two or three flat tops stoogeing around on the ChiComm littoral with the current bitchboys and boybitches in the Whitehouse. Oh, and any of their prospective successors. Would you trust any of them to stay frosty in a fire fight? No, they’d be found sucking their comforts crying for mommy and/or shooting you in the back.
Oh yes there may be a great big iGAY feel to the fleet but whilst the missiles are flying what do you want from the people making command decisions? Politically correct speechifying like the General Commissars in the Red Army when the Panzers and Stukas dropped by? Do you want the iGAY, great big iRAINBOW politically correct culture to have every little word and jesture scrutenised before decisions are made, just like the great big iRED/iCHEKA commie cowards did back then. Do you want everyone sacked who’s thinking about dodging DF21s and not gently mollycoddling any ersatz buttwelders or krypto carpet munchers on the crew?
When ever you find yourself faced with a moral or logical dichotomy like this, when a massive dose of cognitive dissonance ruins your rational, you can be sure you’ve got Commies at work seeking to destroy the system that you know and love.
Now I know you want me to name my favourite candidate for the 21st century Publius Quintilius Varus.
There is only one religioKriminal clown that fits the bill.
Commie RISC lawyers never change.
[Cont]
FFS! It is all on a roll now!!
Compare and contrast.
The good.
1. The latest classic Maximum Max.
2. A little something from a freeman just before Christmas.
3. The latest from Gonzalo Lira.
1. The latest classic Maximum Max.
2. A little something from a freeman just before Christmas.
3. The latest from Gonzalo Lira.
The bad.
Today GC, who is in one of my saddles don’t forget, posts up an example of quintessential empty vesicles. Jaffas like Porter, Zuboff, Handy et al, all the business school hard fluff. Easy reading, hard to credit, light to consume and lacking any substance. Throwing stones at the starving, candy flossed famine. Trivial rubbish. I’ve read ‘em all and more though it is over ten years since I finished the last one. However because of the special times we are currently living through, as a treat, I am zipping through a little number on 6 Sigma so that when General Electric goes belly up I can use the thing as a place mat when I tuck into my next hearty bowl of Scotts Porridge Oats.
Watch this and as an aside note the current trend of no ties eminating from CoL.
Just consider the resources squandered on this last scene, repeated over and over and over again in every country in the world. To take from Black above, I reckon that the whole godammed west has crammed itself onto Capri and is drowning in sterile sex fluids.
WTF!
Today GC, who is in one of my saddles don’t forget, posts up an example of quintessential empty vesicles. Jaffas like Porter, Zuboff, Handy et al, all the business school hard fluff. Easy reading, hard to credit, light to consume and lacking any substance. Throwing stones at the starving, candy flossed famine. Trivial rubbish. I’ve read ‘em all and more though it is over ten years since I finished the last one. However because of the special times we are currently living through, as a treat, I am zipping through a little number on 6 Sigma so that when General Electric goes belly up I can use the thing as a place mat when I tuck into my next hearty bowl of Scotts Porridge Oats.
Watch this and as an aside note the current trend of no ties eminating from CoL.
Just consider the resources squandered on this last scene, repeated over and over and over again in every country in the world. To take from Black above, I reckon that the whole godammed west has crammed itself onto Capri and is drowning in sterile sex fluids.
WTF!
Tuesday, 4 January 2011
As I said last time out. Commies what are they good for?…
......extermination or preparing for absolute Monarchy via anarchy?
Too many hard liners are just empty vessels. RISC fools.
I’ll bet there are no land mine casualties here.
Here?
Skiing here. “Prince Charles is planning to buy a property in the Romanian region of Transylvania, well known as the birthplace of Vlad The Impaler, inspiration for Bram Stoker's "Dracula".
The prince is looking to buy a property to promote sustainable tourism in the region, a spokesman for Charles announced.
The proposed purchase, in the village of Viscri, would not be for Charles's personal use, but would be restored and rented out to tourists.
The prince is patron of the Mihai Eminescu Trust, which works to restore the cultural heritage, economy and nature of the villages in Transylvania.” Source
Now let me Transylate that last one using the babelbolloxphish.
His nibs is going to clear the ground and revert things to the way he and his kind like it. Pre-industrial, empty except for indentured sheep. All under the guise of iGREEN.
Got that?
NWO prototyping and development phase before global roll/role out. Never let it be said that these clowns do not know the principles of sound engineering and capability maturity modelling.
Too many hard liners are just empty vessels. RISC fools.
I’ll bet there are no land mine casualties here.
Here?
Skiing here. “Prince Charles is planning to buy a property in the Romanian region of Transylvania, well known as the birthplace of Vlad The Impaler, inspiration for Bram Stoker's "Dracula".
The prince is looking to buy a property to promote sustainable tourism in the region, a spokesman for Charles announced.
The proposed purchase, in the village of Viscri, would not be for Charles's personal use, but would be restored and rented out to tourists.
The prince is patron of the Mihai Eminescu Trust, which works to restore the cultural heritage, economy and nature of the villages in Transylvania.” Source
Now let me Transylate that last one using the babelbolloxphish.
His nibs is going to clear the ground and revert things to the way he and his kind like it. Pre-industrial, empty except for indentured sheep. All under the guise of iGREEN.
Got that?
NWO prototyping and development phase before global roll/role out. Never let it be said that these clowns do not know the principles of sound engineering and capability maturity modelling.
Monday, 3 January 2011
Year 0
There is a year zero feel about all this.
And look who was making predictions before he headed for Hades.
Burma Bomb
Oooh look what’s getting all complicated. Pak nukes available to Wahabiists. Well we’ve known for a long while the Saudis have ChiComm ballistic missiles, and since they paid for the Pak nukes the likelyhood of them possessing the phekkers was 100%, so this only means we are now allowed for some reason to know about the possession. Why?
And look who was making predictions before he headed for Hades.
Burma Bomb
Oooh look what’s getting all complicated. Pak nukes available to Wahabiists. Well we’ve known for a long while the Saudis have ChiComm ballistic missiles, and since they paid for the Pak nukes the likelyhood of them possessing the phekkers was 100%, so this only means we are now allowed for some reason to know about the possession. Why?
And no terrified IRAN like shitting of pants in the RCE/TA.
So let us put this into perspective.
I have noted that nukes are sacramental deivices, that isn’t a spooling misteak, dei vices. Their origins are in alchemical banking. Now that UKplc has lost it’s nuclear independence a rather more subtle change has manifested. Only the Captain of a UKplc SSBN was out of the Rock/Roth web of control. He/She could actually launch on his/her authority. All other western nukes were under political launch authority, and that means Rock/Roth bought and paid for bitchboys and boybitches which means we are naked to a strike.
All nukes are owned by Rock/Roth, though to be hosest I see them as being more and more Roth. So the RCE/TA has them and will soon be the only authorised location for the magik weapons. WMD under RICO. Now consider that. It is like Tortuga having WMD. Comfortable?
So to follow the money as it were. If Saudi has them then they are Roth, Wahabi is Roth/Rock. Ever wondered why you pay tribute through your petrol prices to RCE/TA and Saudi clients? Just like the Rus had to. “Moscow has just ceased paying tribute to the Golden Horde (1480).”
We’ve got to start looking at the world properly.
Why do you think my favourite nutter’s slaughter house is allowed to export missiles and nukes? Rock/Roth. Well Roth actually, since South Korea is/was Rock.
When the wheels fall off the economic pony show then they start up war wagon. Simples.
And that takes me back to Year 0.
Burma is looking rather like a great big “told you so”. It has that deliberately and studiously ignored feel about it. It is kept on the shelf for the moment when it may be of optimal use. In an area extending down the East side of India and over into the Thai/Malay border the commies are laying the foundation for extermination. Don’t laugh that is what they do.
Something massive needs to happen to get us all iGREEN. Reset the clock. That is the new religion. We can tell that is so because we know the Rock/Roth financed the last one. iRED. And they are financing the iGREEN. It just needs a great big bang to start it all, far enough away from RCE/TA to escape the fall out. Violent enough to keep our tribute flowing without question now that we are all freezing to death because of global warming/climatechange/shamanic phekkwittery/old wives tales.
iLIES from the iMSM lapped up by the Young Pioneers of the iCHEKA.
So let us put this into perspective.
I have noted that nukes are sacramental deivices, that isn’t a spooling misteak, dei vices. Their origins are in alchemical banking. Now that UKplc has lost it’s nuclear independence a rather more subtle change has manifested. Only the Captain of a UKplc SSBN was out of the Rock/Roth web of control. He/She could actually launch on his/her authority. All other western nukes were under political launch authority, and that means Rock/Roth bought and paid for bitchboys and boybitches which means we are naked to a strike.
All nukes are owned by Rock/Roth, though to be hosest I see them as being more and more Roth. So the RCE/TA has them and will soon be the only authorised location for the magik weapons. WMD under RICO. Now consider that. It is like Tortuga having WMD. Comfortable?
So to follow the money as it were. If Saudi has them then they are Roth, Wahabi is Roth/Rock. Ever wondered why you pay tribute through your petrol prices to RCE/TA and Saudi clients? Just like the Rus had to. “Moscow has just ceased paying tribute to the Golden Horde (1480).”
We’ve got to start looking at the world properly.
Why do you think my favourite nutter’s slaughter house is allowed to export missiles and nukes? Rock/Roth. Well Roth actually, since South Korea is/was Rock.
When the wheels fall off the economic pony show then they start up war wagon. Simples.
And that takes me back to Year 0.
Burma is looking rather like a great big “told you so”. It has that deliberately and studiously ignored feel about it. It is kept on the shelf for the moment when it may be of optimal use. In an area extending down the East side of India and over into the Thai/Malay border the commies are laying the foundation for extermination. Don’t laugh that is what they do.
Something massive needs to happen to get us all iGREEN. Reset the clock. That is the new religion. We can tell that is so because we know the Rock/Roth financed the last one. iRED. And they are financing the iGREEN. It just needs a great big bang to start it all, far enough away from RCE/TA to escape the fall out. Violent enough to keep our tribute flowing without question now that we are all freezing to death because of global warming/climatechange/shamanic phekkwittery/old wives tales.
iLIES from the iMSM lapped up by the Young Pioneers of the iCHEKA.
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