Commentary on the President's Speech on Jobs 9/8/11
Ah, where to begin, except to remind you my expertise is in brainwashing. Keep in mind manipulation requires more than just words if in fact one needs to use words at all. It also requires staging. Staging has been going on since mankind first organized themselves into tribes with a leader. Carl Jung probably was the first to make a study of it and write it down. The final evolution is the new NLP, neurolinguistic programing. To make it simple, it is the art of using expression and positioning to cause a person to believe what you are telling them and manipulate them into doing what you want them to do. A simple example is that the more you scream at a child, the louder things get, but if you lower your voice to where you can barely be heard, the child gradually lowers their voice.
Last night was a masterpiece of really bad dinner theatre.
The first thing I noticed or rather asked was "Who is that man?" I didn't recognize our president. All three of the major players had more makeup on than the entire FOX news team and commentators combined. Trust me, that must have required a trowel. I have a good digital TV and I could not see where Obama's hairline began, the definition of his nose or lips and his eyes were almost invisible. It was looking like a person with a stocking over their head. Thus, I began to look rather than listen and what I saw left me pretty cold.
First of all, why the inverted triangle? I know you just said: huh. Think about it. In courts and political rallies you always use the triangle on its base. It is human nature to see this as a stable structure with the "leader" at the top point. Last night we were looking at an unstable triangle poised on its tip and the "underdog" was the faceless president. More telling in this unholy trinity was who the two top "judges" were. One can understand old Boner being up there but what was the vice president doing there? He has no vote in Congress unless there is a perfect tie. He is lower on the totem pole than the President. Where are the usual suspects: the House and Senate Majority Leaders? Okay, I said to myself, this is getting weird.
Then I looked at these two men and saw the glaring staging. President Obama had nothing on his podium, not even the customary glass of water and he is the one speaking. Now I look at Vice President Biden. Ah my friends, what a picture he made in the understated but super expensive light colored suit and the single glass of water in front of him. That was the most sparkling glass of water I have ever seen in my life. It must have fake water. But my dears, that was not a water glass. It was a Bourbon glass. Had I not known who this was and the picture had been presented to me to caption, it would have been: Old Southern Money with no need to be pretentious with a cut glass 200.00 tumbler because he knows he had the power of life and death. Now we move to the comic relief, Boner. Oh yes, he was part of the play. Did you wonder what that huge sterling silver ornate thing-a-magig was in front of him? I did. I kept getting closer to the screen and finally put my really strong glasses on. It appeared to contain two shakers and two vials. It was a condiment set! What in Hades was that doing up there? They weren't having lunch, but it sure was expensive and gaudy looking. Remember that. Then I looked at the man. That suit was an insult to used car salesmen. This was the picture of a new money Buffoon showing off his wealth (gaudy silver thingy) who thinks he is smart enough to outwit the old grey fox on the other side. Heck, Biden was on the left side of the screen and Boner on the right. Can you get more obvious? Boner sits there through out with the same expression of pain and suffering on his face. Biden claps and stands and even smiles.
Smiles is a very important thing to remember here, a very important thing. When people hear something they like they involuntarily smile a bit even if they catch themselves and stop.
I was looking for the man with the cue cards for the audience. Clap, Stand Up and Sit Down because he seemed to have the lost the Smile Card and couldn't find it. Had they replaced the clapping with Amen it would have looked like a tent revival full of people who had heard it all before and their cues to do something had become rote. The other 2/3's looked like the Presbyterians that got roped into the tent revival and were none to happy about it as they were chewing on rotten lemons.
I didn't see a single person smile even among the supporters. I thought for a moment Michelle smiled but it may have been a nervous tic.
As to our president, well, he proved he can't act. Every statement but one was flat. I think my computer can deliver a more rousing speech with more emotion. I know my cat can, just drop by around feeding time. He didn't believe in a thing he was saying and that was obvious to anyone who is trained to spot a lie at 50 yards or spent any time playing poker with some psychologists that are trained to spot a lie at 50 yards and came out of it with their underwear. Biden is a much better actor.
Will the plan outlined work? In my opinion, which is worth less than a cup of coffee, yes, Will it put us back on the map as an economic power? Yes. Will it put our people back to work? Yes. Will it improve our educational system? Yes. Is it economically viable? Yes. Will it fix our crumbling infrastructure before we can't even get food to our cities because the roads have collapsed under our trucks? Yes. Does it have a prayer in Hell of being implemented? Heck No!
So what was the one statement our president actually believed in, you ask. It was one sentence that was most telling, nicely inserted in a location it had no business being. It was the plan to have our youth graduate from high school and enter 2 years of social service. Only the smartest and richest will be allowed to continue on to college if they pass the proper tests. And what will this social service consist of you are wondering; at least I hope you are. The prisons pretty much have the garbage pick up taken care of, so what are they going to be doing? Gee, I don't know but I do recommend the uniform, and there will be one, consist of brown shirts. It worked so well the last time. Why mess with success?
As to the Republican debates.....when Ron Paul looks like the sane one in a group, you are in trouble because we all know he is nucking futs. You've heard of a dog and pony show? That was a donkey and jackass show.
No wonder I don't watch TV. Now I'm permanently soured on Dinner Theatre.
Friday, September 9, 2011
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Where did all the heroes go?
Where did all the heroes go?
The ones who fought for freedom
Where did all the heroes go?
The ones who rushed into burning buildings.
They are not pretty enough for the parade.
They are not happy enough to be seen.
They are no longer polite enough company
Now that their job is done.
Where did all the heroes go?
Have you checked the overgrown lots?
Did you look under all the bridges?
Have you ventured near the soup lines?
Where did all the heroes go?
Have you looked in the charity wards?
Have any of you visited the slums yet?
After all, they are not polite company.
Where did all the heroes go?
Their invitations to dinner were lost.
The events were too crowded for them.
Parades need pretty girls and boys.
Where did all the heroes go?
Why do you need to know?
They scare our customers and children.
They are not polite company.
Where did all the heroes go?
They are not pretty any more.
They are not whole any more.
They ARE the truth we hide away.
The ones who fought for freedom
Where did all the heroes go?
The ones who rushed into burning buildings.
They are not pretty enough for the parade.
They are not happy enough to be seen.
They are no longer polite enough company
Now that their job is done.
Where did all the heroes go?
Have you checked the overgrown lots?
Did you look under all the bridges?
Have you ventured near the soup lines?
Where did all the heroes go?
Have you looked in the charity wards?
Have any of you visited the slums yet?
After all, they are not polite company.
Where did all the heroes go?
Their invitations to dinner were lost.
The events were too crowded for them.
Parades need pretty girls and boys.
Where did all the heroes go?
Why do you need to know?
They scare our customers and children.
They are not polite company.
Where did all the heroes go?
They are not pretty any more.
They are not whole any more.
They ARE the truth we hide away.
Monday, September 5, 2011
There are more things on .....or in?
First off, I have to tell you that I come from a long line of psychics. We see spirits or ghosts as you sometimes call them. I am used to it. For us it is normal. For the most part, they don't interact with people because they can't. You also usually know when you see a ghost because it is not quite solid, tends to float rather than walk and sometimes is not in color. The features tend to be blurred but distinct enough to recognize the person. It would take most of a book for me to explain this.
This little story falls into a whole new range of things and I don't mind admitting that if I never have this experience again, it will be two weeks too soon.
I have seen UFO's as I spent most of my life on and around airports and military bases. They stayed in the sky and I stayed on the ground except for one night in Homestead. That sighting was witnessed by about 30 people and the entire Perrine fire department including the fire chief. I didn't find out what we saw for almost 5 years when a man described constant sightings exactly like this in the infamous triangle. What most of you don't know is the infamous triangle extends on land. I didn't know it.
Shortly after I moved to this area I began to notice anomalies. The first strange thing, other than the normal strange things I see, was a mini tornado of butterflies. Yup, I said butterflies. It was quite beautiful. It was replaced a few days later with a multitude of dust devils which are in themselves not unusual except that they were only appearing in one spot.
Then I noticed that as I would head out to work or return from college at odd hours, the light seemed "different". At first I just thought I was tired until I saw the work of a famous photographer and the comment that no one knew how he achieved this lighting technique outdoors. I did. I was seeing it about once a month. Unfortunately I was always alone and no one else was about.
Then a few years ago, things got down right weird. My universe would get blurry and I had my eyes checked. They are perfect, by the way. It always seemed to occur in the same parking lot down the street. This is not a busy parking lot and the out parcel parking is normally quite deserted. One day I pulled in to go to the bank and even the out parcels were full to the brim. I wondered what was going on but I had to make the deposit, get change and get back to the shop. I should have known when no one was in the drive through teller something was seriously amiss. You have to circle the bank to get to the drive through. I zipped through in less than 3 minutes and headed out. There was no one in the parking lot. My thought was, where did all the cars go and how did they go. There are three exits. Two go onto 441 which is a very busy 6 lane highway. The third goes out the side and you make a left turn. It is also busy because it is right down from a school and business district. You just don't zip out of that parking in the middle of the day. When I drove past the previously full out parcel parking, there were even tree limbs strewn in the parking lot, leaves and garbage. There is no way on this planet that parking lot was full of cars less than 5 minutes earlier.
From that point forward, I started paying attention to my surroundings and I noticed that things just didn't always remain the way they were the moment before. It always happened in the same locations and there was always a "shift" in light before and after. I mentioned this to several people who live around here and all of them had noticed the same thing. These people are not psychics.
However, this did not prepare me for what happened a few weeks ago.
I had been laying in bed, wide awake for some time and finally decided no matter how early it was, I might as well get up because I was not going back to sleep. I figured it was just after dawn from the light. I opened my eyes, gave myself time to focus because at my age that doesn't happened instantly, and sat up on the edge of the bed only to see something walking toward me. I am going to describe it and I am also going to tell you that I don't scare. I have faced down men with guns and cotton mouth moccasins and a wild boar. Fortunately not at the same time. I was not in the least bit scared. I was calm as could be because that is how I was trained. My father firmly believed fear would get you killed faster than anything else. He was right.
I was scared witless.
Coming at me was a lizard type being walking upright at least 5 foot 9 inches tall. Its skin was a cracked grey green color (you could have mistaken the crackle pattern for scales at a distance) with beige bumps and pretty disgusting looking. It was a female. The eyes were almond shaped, larger than a humans and so pale blue they were close to completely white except for the pupil which was a squared vertical line like a goats is a horizontal one. The nose was not defined from the face but blended in along with the lips like someone wearing a stocking over their head would look. It had no hair. It was wearing a skin tight olive drab uniform more like a cat suit. The arms were shorter than ours and looked very weak. It was holding them like the classic pictures you see of a T-Rex. The talons and those were no fake fingernails were black and looked like they could rip you to shreds. The torso was equally narrow and weak looking and the breasts were barely visible and totally round. However, when you moved past the waist, the musculature became heavy and strange. The musle on the top front of the legs was over developed, the knees slightly bent (they never straightened as she walked toward me) and the feet, like the hands, were huge. She was wearing a boot that came up to below her knees and scrunched in a beige color.
I could even see the shadow she was casting behind her and I was pretty sure this was the end of me or at least the end of me in one piece. She walked right through me and the bed and disappeared. I don't buy lotto tickets and I would have bet you 20 bucks that thing was solid. She really didn't seem to be aware of me. There was no slowing of her stride as she approached me. She just went right through me. She walked about 10 feet before getting to me is how I was able to observe her so carefully. It turned out to be 1 PM in the afternoon on day when there wasn't a cloud in the sky. After the incident, the bedroom brightened instantly.
I'm old, slow and arthritic. There was no point in trying to get out of the way or move, she was coming at me too fast. I really didn't have time to try to kick and anyway, you can't get any leverage when you are seated and I can't get up fast.
I did a search on the internet as soon as I stopped shaking and discovered David Icke's books. I ordered the newest one and just finished it. No, he is not antisemetic and most of his critics admit they never read his books. Hey, War and Peace was an easier, and I suspect a shorter, read. Yes, I read War and Peace. I am the type who checks references and I found them to all be in order. He is one heck of a researcher. Is he right? Dear goddess it is either that or he is the greatest psychic alive. All you have to do is check the dates and see everything falling nicely into place. He is writing about it before it happens.
I am no stranger to "brain washing". You might say I am an expert at it. It was my area of expertise in psychology so you are forewarned.
Today I read the great jobs speech. Oh, it was great until I got to the comments by the gal from the Department of Labor. "It will be the responsibilty of the unemployed to retrain themselves to compete in today's job market." Guess you had better learn to use a mop and smile while asking if someone wants fries with that, because all our engineering jobs went to China and India. These infrastructure jobs are great if you are in tip top shape and young and strong. They certainly are not for some guy or woman in their 50's whose main exercise for 30 years has been at a keyboard as an engineer. We are talking repair work, not redesign. The situation at the end of the Great Depression was very different with a huge population in its 20's and 30's. Our current unemployed are in the range of 45 and above. There is always the catch at the end of the speech or proposal. Well, we never said YOU would be able to do the job. Every time I read a proposal, I remember what I read in the book and look for the hook and sinker. It is always there like they are all following a script.
Twenty years ago, a patient passed all the psychological testing and was hired by the police force of a local town. I had to call the chief of police and tell him that if he had checked this man's references he would known the previous police department and psychiatrist had warned everyone this person was never to be allowed to even put a uniform on let alone be given a gun. The man was psycho, dangerous and got off a serious assault charge that left an innocent person pretty much a veggie on a psychological defence. He fit the profile they wanted in a cop perfectly. I know the test they used. I used it. It clearly stated he was psychopathic. There is no way around that accessment. It was why they hired him. The state cops were right then becoming frightened of the local cops and just passing by when they saw they had someone down. One state trooper told me of a two local cops holding a man face down in red ant nests. What had he done? Seems he committed the horrendous offence of rolling through a stop sign rather than coming to a complete stop. You can bet I come to a complete stop around here and that my friends, was before David Icke ever picked up a pen to write anything.
Judge for yourselves, but first, actually read the books. Check the references. He may not be right about the reptiles, but I sure don't want to see another one. He may not be right about who is doing this. He is certainly spot on about what is happening.
BY the way....I neither drink nor take drugs. Neither of those substance go well with psychic ability. I do know the difference between a hallucination and a vision as I spent a really nasty week with malaria and my father sitting beside me telling what was real and what wasn't until I could tell the difference. This incident was neither a vision or a hallucination. It was real.
This little story falls into a whole new range of things and I don't mind admitting that if I never have this experience again, it will be two weeks too soon.
I have seen UFO's as I spent most of my life on and around airports and military bases. They stayed in the sky and I stayed on the ground except for one night in Homestead. That sighting was witnessed by about 30 people and the entire Perrine fire department including the fire chief. I didn't find out what we saw for almost 5 years when a man described constant sightings exactly like this in the infamous triangle. What most of you don't know is the infamous triangle extends on land. I didn't know it.
Shortly after I moved to this area I began to notice anomalies. The first strange thing, other than the normal strange things I see, was a mini tornado of butterflies. Yup, I said butterflies. It was quite beautiful. It was replaced a few days later with a multitude of dust devils which are in themselves not unusual except that they were only appearing in one spot.
Then I noticed that as I would head out to work or return from college at odd hours, the light seemed "different". At first I just thought I was tired until I saw the work of a famous photographer and the comment that no one knew how he achieved this lighting technique outdoors. I did. I was seeing it about once a month. Unfortunately I was always alone and no one else was about.
Then a few years ago, things got down right weird. My universe would get blurry and I had my eyes checked. They are perfect, by the way. It always seemed to occur in the same parking lot down the street. This is not a busy parking lot and the out parcel parking is normally quite deserted. One day I pulled in to go to the bank and even the out parcels were full to the brim. I wondered what was going on but I had to make the deposit, get change and get back to the shop. I should have known when no one was in the drive through teller something was seriously amiss. You have to circle the bank to get to the drive through. I zipped through in less than 3 minutes and headed out. There was no one in the parking lot. My thought was, where did all the cars go and how did they go. There are three exits. Two go onto 441 which is a very busy 6 lane highway. The third goes out the side and you make a left turn. It is also busy because it is right down from a school and business district. You just don't zip out of that parking in the middle of the day. When I drove past the previously full out parcel parking, there were even tree limbs strewn in the parking lot, leaves and garbage. There is no way on this planet that parking lot was full of cars less than 5 minutes earlier.
From that point forward, I started paying attention to my surroundings and I noticed that things just didn't always remain the way they were the moment before. It always happened in the same locations and there was always a "shift" in light before and after. I mentioned this to several people who live around here and all of them had noticed the same thing. These people are not psychics.
However, this did not prepare me for what happened a few weeks ago.
I had been laying in bed, wide awake for some time and finally decided no matter how early it was, I might as well get up because I was not going back to sleep. I figured it was just after dawn from the light. I opened my eyes, gave myself time to focus because at my age that doesn't happened instantly, and sat up on the edge of the bed only to see something walking toward me. I am going to describe it and I am also going to tell you that I don't scare. I have faced down men with guns and cotton mouth moccasins and a wild boar. Fortunately not at the same time. I was not in the least bit scared. I was calm as could be because that is how I was trained. My father firmly believed fear would get you killed faster than anything else. He was right.
I was scared witless.
Coming at me was a lizard type being walking upright at least 5 foot 9 inches tall. Its skin was a cracked grey green color (you could have mistaken the crackle pattern for scales at a distance) with beige bumps and pretty disgusting looking. It was a female. The eyes were almond shaped, larger than a humans and so pale blue they were close to completely white except for the pupil which was a squared vertical line like a goats is a horizontal one. The nose was not defined from the face but blended in along with the lips like someone wearing a stocking over their head would look. It had no hair. It was wearing a skin tight olive drab uniform more like a cat suit. The arms were shorter than ours and looked very weak. It was holding them like the classic pictures you see of a T-Rex. The talons and those were no fake fingernails were black and looked like they could rip you to shreds. The torso was equally narrow and weak looking and the breasts were barely visible and totally round. However, when you moved past the waist, the musculature became heavy and strange. The musle on the top front of the legs was over developed, the knees slightly bent (they never straightened as she walked toward me) and the feet, like the hands, were huge. She was wearing a boot that came up to below her knees and scrunched in a beige color.
I could even see the shadow she was casting behind her and I was pretty sure this was the end of me or at least the end of me in one piece. She walked right through me and the bed and disappeared. I don't buy lotto tickets and I would have bet you 20 bucks that thing was solid. She really didn't seem to be aware of me. There was no slowing of her stride as she approached me. She just went right through me. She walked about 10 feet before getting to me is how I was able to observe her so carefully. It turned out to be 1 PM in the afternoon on day when there wasn't a cloud in the sky. After the incident, the bedroom brightened instantly.
I'm old, slow and arthritic. There was no point in trying to get out of the way or move, she was coming at me too fast. I really didn't have time to try to kick and anyway, you can't get any leverage when you are seated and I can't get up fast.
I did a search on the internet as soon as I stopped shaking and discovered David Icke's books. I ordered the newest one and just finished it. No, he is not antisemetic and most of his critics admit they never read his books. Hey, War and Peace was an easier, and I suspect a shorter, read. Yes, I read War and Peace. I am the type who checks references and I found them to all be in order. He is one heck of a researcher. Is he right? Dear goddess it is either that or he is the greatest psychic alive. All you have to do is check the dates and see everything falling nicely into place. He is writing about it before it happens.
I am no stranger to "brain washing". You might say I am an expert at it. It was my area of expertise in psychology so you are forewarned.
Today I read the great jobs speech. Oh, it was great until I got to the comments by the gal from the Department of Labor. "It will be the responsibilty of the unemployed to retrain themselves to compete in today's job market." Guess you had better learn to use a mop and smile while asking if someone wants fries with that, because all our engineering jobs went to China and India. These infrastructure jobs are great if you are in tip top shape and young and strong. They certainly are not for some guy or woman in their 50's whose main exercise for 30 years has been at a keyboard as an engineer. We are talking repair work, not redesign. The situation at the end of the Great Depression was very different with a huge population in its 20's and 30's. Our current unemployed are in the range of 45 and above. There is always the catch at the end of the speech or proposal. Well, we never said YOU would be able to do the job. Every time I read a proposal, I remember what I read in the book and look for the hook and sinker. It is always there like they are all following a script.
Twenty years ago, a patient passed all the psychological testing and was hired by the police force of a local town. I had to call the chief of police and tell him that if he had checked this man's references he would known the previous police department and psychiatrist had warned everyone this person was never to be allowed to even put a uniform on let alone be given a gun. The man was psycho, dangerous and got off a serious assault charge that left an innocent person pretty much a veggie on a psychological defence. He fit the profile they wanted in a cop perfectly. I know the test they used. I used it. It clearly stated he was psychopathic. There is no way around that accessment. It was why they hired him. The state cops were right then becoming frightened of the local cops and just passing by when they saw they had someone down. One state trooper told me of a two local cops holding a man face down in red ant nests. What had he done? Seems he committed the horrendous offence of rolling through a stop sign rather than coming to a complete stop. You can bet I come to a complete stop around here and that my friends, was before David Icke ever picked up a pen to write anything.
Judge for yourselves, but first, actually read the books. Check the references. He may not be right about the reptiles, but I sure don't want to see another one. He may not be right about who is doing this. He is certainly spot on about what is happening.
BY the way....I neither drink nor take drugs. Neither of those substance go well with psychic ability. I do know the difference between a hallucination and a vision as I spent a really nasty week with malaria and my father sitting beside me telling what was real and what wasn't until I could tell the difference. This incident was neither a vision or a hallucination. It was real.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Stop the Insanity
Yes, the world has gone mad. You are not imagining it. It is now time to stop it.
HOW???
It is easy. Don't bother asking what Jesus, Krishna, Allah, the Faery Ring or your Rice Krispies would do. You know what is right. DO IT! Toss out the Law of Attraction, the religious books, and all the made up "laws" that leave you cowering in fear, paralyzed and unable to function on a human level. It is time to revolt. It is time to take back your power. You are a sentient being. You are a spiritual being and you need no one to tell you how to be either. You know.
It is simple. Your neighbor's garbage can is rolling in the street. Return it to their property. Let the person in on the highway. Open the door for the person behind you. Park far from the door because you are able bodied and leave the close spaces for people who have trouble walking. Pick up your neighbor's newspaper before it gets wet and put it on their porch. Mow the old lady's lawn because you know she can't and lives on Social Security. Smile at the person checking you out and thank them. Learn people's names. Acknowledge their divinity. SMILE! It won't hurt you. Help, it will help someone else.
Acknowledge other people are actually alive and on the same planet as you are. Help when you see the need. Stop worrying about whether it is against the law, you'll be sued and how will they take it. Kindness never hurt anyone, fear did. Talk to people.
We live in a world where we are afraid of the government, the law, the police, the traffic cams and everyone else. As long as we buy into this fear, we are separate, alone and powerless. When we come together and DO WHAT IS RIGHT, we are unstoppable.
So just do what is right and everything else will fall into place.
HOW???
It is easy. Don't bother asking what Jesus, Krishna, Allah, the Faery Ring or your Rice Krispies would do. You know what is right. DO IT! Toss out the Law of Attraction, the religious books, and all the made up "laws" that leave you cowering in fear, paralyzed and unable to function on a human level. It is time to revolt. It is time to take back your power. You are a sentient being. You are a spiritual being and you need no one to tell you how to be either. You know.
It is simple. Your neighbor's garbage can is rolling in the street. Return it to their property. Let the person in on the highway. Open the door for the person behind you. Park far from the door because you are able bodied and leave the close spaces for people who have trouble walking. Pick up your neighbor's newspaper before it gets wet and put it on their porch. Mow the old lady's lawn because you know she can't and lives on Social Security. Smile at the person checking you out and thank them. Learn people's names. Acknowledge their divinity. SMILE! It won't hurt you. Help, it will help someone else.
Acknowledge other people are actually alive and on the same planet as you are. Help when you see the need. Stop worrying about whether it is against the law, you'll be sued and how will they take it. Kindness never hurt anyone, fear did. Talk to people.
We live in a world where we are afraid of the government, the law, the police, the traffic cams and everyone else. As long as we buy into this fear, we are separate, alone and powerless. When we come together and DO WHAT IS RIGHT, we are unstoppable.
So just do what is right and everything else will fall into place.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Why We need to Clean House in Congress
I don't know how many times I have heard the lament of why can't they see something as simple as tax loop holes need to be closed for huge corporations that make billions, reward the top MEN with millions and pay NOTHING in taxes. I think it is about 50 times a day. The principle is simple. If you and I are working our arses off to pay our tax bill and seeing everything around us falling apart, why shouldn't they be paying SOMETHING.
And yet, that simple idea seems to not go over our Tea Party Republican's heads, it flat out bounces off their auras and never makes it to their consciousness. It is as though something that simple doesn't exist. Now, I am going to explain why this has happened and why it CANNOT BE REVERSED.
Yes, there is no hope for them nor the millions of people who bought the Tshirts, waved the signs on the street corner, burned their Medicare cards and then fell off the curb and wound up in the ER trying to figure out how to pay the bill without Medicare. The Great Tea Party made certain there were plenty of pictures and they would be repeatedly plastered all over creation and the reason isn't because you poor cattle were so darned cute and photogenic. It's called brain washing.
Here is how it works and the experiment is over 35 years old. You can look it up. It is a famous one.
Back in the old days at the beginning of the end of segregation, the feelings about interracial dating ran very high. Getting caught with the love of your life who happened to be a few shades darker than you could get you beat to death, particularly if you were the light one, female and in the South. Light coloured African Americans were actually afraid to be seen with their darker relatives in some places.
So, a group of psychologists decided to see if they would change this core value. Yes, this ingrained learned behavior is called a core value because it is at the core of what controls your personality and behavior. They took a random group of students (nothing is random in a psychological experiment, we have every contingency covered) and identified which students were vehemently against interracial dating. Then they took a bag and filled it with white and black marbles. Everyone reached in and randomly (the bag is divided into two compartments so the selected student from the group is a plant and controls which color ball you draw just by shifting their fingers on underside of the bag.) drew a ball. If you got a white ball you had to write a short essay on the cons of interracial dating. If you got a black ball, you had write an essay on the pros of interracial dating. If you were vehemently against interracial dating, you got the black ball. If you were really pro it, you got the white ball.
A week later they tested the core values of the group again and discovered that a few of people had slightly changed their stance to a more or less tolerant view of interracial dating. They then took the vehement anti interracial daters aside and appealed to their superior intellect and took them into the experiment. They were going to see if they could influence their weaker minder associates to be more pro interracial dating then they would have a good laugh later over a couple of beers, just for fun.
How do I know all this? Research for my master thesis on femiphobia required I come up with accurate testing for core values and the first aspect of that experiment required the determination of a person's core values regarding interracial dating. It was considered to be the premier testing protocol. I used it in my experiment with some reworking though my experimentation had nothing to do with changing anyone's ideas about anything. There is no FUN in psychological experiments except for most of the researchers laughing at how easily you are manipulated. I gave people recliners in my experiment, they usually dragged the most uncomfortable chairs out of the lab they could find, but I digress.
What they now needed to do was read their essay to the group as convincingly as they possibly could. They even gave them acting tips. It was all one big joke except they were the joke. Just about every other "student" in the group was a member of the research staff playing a role, deriding them and forcing them to act better.
The results of the experiment are simple. The student vehemently opposed to interracial dating significantly changed their opinions to being more tolerant and even pro. However, the shocker was 6 months later when the most anti interracial dating subjects began to date inter racially and thought it was their idea. They had many very good reasons why they was now doing it and even refused to believe they were ever totally against it. Hey, they had the essay to prove it. They couldn't have written that essay if they really, secretly, didn't believe in the goodness of interracial dating, now could they?
None of the students in this experiment maintained their previous stances.
Let me summarize this technique and I fully admit, I have used it very successfully in my life. You take someone and just for fun, by a bribe or by tricking them, you get them to publicly make a statement that they will or will not do something that is really against their ideals and even plain logic. Then you wait and after a few weeks of people telling them what a good job they did and a few pats on the back, they build a nice house on the river Denial and move in and lock the door.
How is this used? A prime example is the constant "witnessing" required by Fundamentalist sects where you have to approach strangers and reaffirm your "faith", stand up in front of the whole group in Church and affirm your loyalty to the "faith" or sign an open pledge of no more taxes that one man is going to hold over you and later tell you what he meant by the pledge AND make certain the pledge, your signature, picture and information is plastered over the news media and the internet 24/7 just to remind you of your position.
There is no way these men can vote for anything that Grover Norquist doesn't approve as not being a "tax increase". First off, to be a politician you need an ego as big as the state you represent. Secondly, you don't need to be a rocket scientist, the opposite; man of the people, Joe 6 pack is preferred. Third, you have to believe you are always right and you MUST have been right when you signed that idiotic pledge without reading the fine print or knowing who you were signing up with for life. Any other thought creates an imbalance in the psychology of the person causing them to be at war with themselves and we all know, politicians actually sleep at night though we have no idea how. Going to war with yourself causes a psychological breakdown and psychosis, none of which are necessarily a bad thing if you want to control someone.
As to those poor people waving signs on the street corner for the tea party having no idea that the original tea party was instigated by a bunch of plantation/slave owners, who actually had more representation in the British government that average British citizen, but had found the import tax on bringing their finished cotton fabric back into the colonies was hurting their profit margin so they paid some idiots to throw perfectly good tea into the harbor to get the average tea drinking worker to join in their fight for "lower taxes on cotton...errh...tea". Does that sound familiar to you? That's why you really do need to study history. Somewhere the organizers of the Tea Party are having a really good laugh at you, because they know everything I know. The only problem is this time instead of tea, you threw the whole country, grandmom and granddad, your kids and grandkids in the harbor without a life preserver. Nice work.....someone is rolling on the floor laughing at you and I have to admit, I am having a good giggle myself.
The bottom line is, we have to get these men out of Congress because there is NO HOPE for them. They are tainted material. They cannot be SAVED. It is over for them. They will NEVER vote against anything Norquist labels a tax even something a silly as a brick wall. The odds of throwing them out of Congress...hey, buy a lotto ticket. The odds of winning are better. By the way, there is no hope for the sign wavers on the corner until the "party" doesn't need them as cannon fodder anymore. Then they go on the scrap heap with the rest of us. The only way you get admission to the Norquist Club is by blood. Money won't even buy you an introduction, but there isn't a politician out that doesn't think he and his family has a life time membership. Silly Fools. Your job is to serve. Never forget that because they won't.
And yet, that simple idea seems to not go over our Tea Party Republican's heads, it flat out bounces off their auras and never makes it to their consciousness. It is as though something that simple doesn't exist. Now, I am going to explain why this has happened and why it CANNOT BE REVERSED.
Yes, there is no hope for them nor the millions of people who bought the Tshirts, waved the signs on the street corner, burned their Medicare cards and then fell off the curb and wound up in the ER trying to figure out how to pay the bill without Medicare. The Great Tea Party made certain there were plenty of pictures and they would be repeatedly plastered all over creation and the reason isn't because you poor cattle were so darned cute and photogenic. It's called brain washing.
Here is how it works and the experiment is over 35 years old. You can look it up. It is a famous one.
Back in the old days at the beginning of the end of segregation, the feelings about interracial dating ran very high. Getting caught with the love of your life who happened to be a few shades darker than you could get you beat to death, particularly if you were the light one, female and in the South. Light coloured African Americans were actually afraid to be seen with their darker relatives in some places.
So, a group of psychologists decided to see if they would change this core value. Yes, this ingrained learned behavior is called a core value because it is at the core of what controls your personality and behavior. They took a random group of students (nothing is random in a psychological experiment, we have every contingency covered) and identified which students were vehemently against interracial dating. Then they took a bag and filled it with white and black marbles. Everyone reached in and randomly (the bag is divided into two compartments so the selected student from the group is a plant and controls which color ball you draw just by shifting their fingers on underside of the bag.) drew a ball. If you got a white ball you had to write a short essay on the cons of interracial dating. If you got a black ball, you had write an essay on the pros of interracial dating. If you were vehemently against interracial dating, you got the black ball. If you were really pro it, you got the white ball.
A week later they tested the core values of the group again and discovered that a few of people had slightly changed their stance to a more or less tolerant view of interracial dating. They then took the vehement anti interracial daters aside and appealed to their superior intellect and took them into the experiment. They were going to see if they could influence their weaker minder associates to be more pro interracial dating then they would have a good laugh later over a couple of beers, just for fun.
How do I know all this? Research for my master thesis on femiphobia required I come up with accurate testing for core values and the first aspect of that experiment required the determination of a person's core values regarding interracial dating. It was considered to be the premier testing protocol. I used it in my experiment with some reworking though my experimentation had nothing to do with changing anyone's ideas about anything. There is no FUN in psychological experiments except for most of the researchers laughing at how easily you are manipulated. I gave people recliners in my experiment, they usually dragged the most uncomfortable chairs out of the lab they could find, but I digress.
What they now needed to do was read their essay to the group as convincingly as they possibly could. They even gave them acting tips. It was all one big joke except they were the joke. Just about every other "student" in the group was a member of the research staff playing a role, deriding them and forcing them to act better.
The results of the experiment are simple. The student vehemently opposed to interracial dating significantly changed their opinions to being more tolerant and even pro. However, the shocker was 6 months later when the most anti interracial dating subjects began to date inter racially and thought it was their idea. They had many very good reasons why they was now doing it and even refused to believe they were ever totally against it. Hey, they had the essay to prove it. They couldn't have written that essay if they really, secretly, didn't believe in the goodness of interracial dating, now could they?
None of the students in this experiment maintained their previous stances.
Let me summarize this technique and I fully admit, I have used it very successfully in my life. You take someone and just for fun, by a bribe or by tricking them, you get them to publicly make a statement that they will or will not do something that is really against their ideals and even plain logic. Then you wait and after a few weeks of people telling them what a good job they did and a few pats on the back, they build a nice house on the river Denial and move in and lock the door.
How is this used? A prime example is the constant "witnessing" required by Fundamentalist sects where you have to approach strangers and reaffirm your "faith", stand up in front of the whole group in Church and affirm your loyalty to the "faith" or sign an open pledge of no more taxes that one man is going to hold over you and later tell you what he meant by the pledge AND make certain the pledge, your signature, picture and information is plastered over the news media and the internet 24/7 just to remind you of your position.
There is no way these men can vote for anything that Grover Norquist doesn't approve as not being a "tax increase". First off, to be a politician you need an ego as big as the state you represent. Secondly, you don't need to be a rocket scientist, the opposite; man of the people, Joe 6 pack is preferred. Third, you have to believe you are always right and you MUST have been right when you signed that idiotic pledge without reading the fine print or knowing who you were signing up with for life. Any other thought creates an imbalance in the psychology of the person causing them to be at war with themselves and we all know, politicians actually sleep at night though we have no idea how. Going to war with yourself causes a psychological breakdown and psychosis, none of which are necessarily a bad thing if you want to control someone.
As to those poor people waving signs on the street corner for the tea party having no idea that the original tea party was instigated by a bunch of plantation/slave owners, who actually had more representation in the British government that average British citizen, but had found the import tax on bringing their finished cotton fabric back into the colonies was hurting their profit margin so they paid some idiots to throw perfectly good tea into the harbor to get the average tea drinking worker to join in their fight for "lower taxes on cotton...errh...tea". Does that sound familiar to you? That's why you really do need to study history. Somewhere the organizers of the Tea Party are having a really good laugh at you, because they know everything I know. The only problem is this time instead of tea, you threw the whole country, grandmom and granddad, your kids and grandkids in the harbor without a life preserver. Nice work.....someone is rolling on the floor laughing at you and I have to admit, I am having a good giggle myself.
The bottom line is, we have to get these men out of Congress because there is NO HOPE for them. They are tainted material. They cannot be SAVED. It is over for them. They will NEVER vote against anything Norquist labels a tax even something a silly as a brick wall. The odds of throwing them out of Congress...hey, buy a lotto ticket. The odds of winning are better. By the way, there is no hope for the sign wavers on the corner until the "party" doesn't need them as cannon fodder anymore. Then they go on the scrap heap with the rest of us. The only way you get admission to the Norquist Club is by blood. Money won't even buy you an introduction, but there isn't a politician out that doesn't think he and his family has a life time membership. Silly Fools. Your job is to serve. Never forget that because they won't.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Christian Witches
At first glance it sounds like a bad joke. At second glance it becomes a bit more sinister. By third glance you are ready to hide the Books of Shadows. Let me explain and start by saying, Wiccans first became public many, many years ago when Sybil Leek published Diary of a Witch. Her reward was a canister of mustard gas lobbed through her hotel window by a "Christian" on the first stop of her US book signing tour. It would be the final contributing factor to her death much later.
The second wave of publicity or coming out of the closet actually started in 1973 to 1976 and I was in the front lines and that is very accurate description of it. It soon became apparent that we had 4 types of people seeking immediate admission to our religion.
1. Cure everything wrong with me and my life by waving your magic wand.
2. I really hate tithing to my Christian Church so I am coming over to you for a free ride and the sex.
3. I want to get even with (fill in the blank) teach me some curses. Or better yet, do them for me.
4. People who were genuinely curious and felt a strong connection to Earth and her many facets.
Sadly, the latter group was vastly out numbered by the first 3.
Sadly, the reasons haven't changed in the past almost 40 years nor have the proportions.
It was very soon after becoming known as the Witch of Broward County (I was no means the only one nor the "highest ranking"), actually, I am a Druid but that distinction was lost somewhere, I was approached by a very few people with the prospect of could they be Christian and Wiccan. My first answer was, WHY????? This very concept was as foreign to me as my becoming a Christian.
Then I carefully explained something they should have known. Christianity, no matter what the sect, demands you believe in ONE GOD, although they say God the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost (they don't believe in ghosts) and you accept Jesus Christ as your personal savior and man's place as having dominion over earth and all its creatures.
Is it possible to get more diametrically opposed to Wicca??? Wiccans believe in multiple GODS and, gasp, Goddesses. Wicca is Matriarchal. Wicca firmly accepts that no one can "save" you but you. You are 100% responsible for your actions, no one can wipe your slate clean and you will answer for ALL of them in the next life or other life. Druids believe in a Universal Force expressed in all aspects of creation that is neither good nor bad, it simply is. In both religions, mankind has no position different, neither subsidiary nor superior, to all of the expressions of the Goddess or facets of the Universe.
No, you can't have it both ways. You can't be half baptised any more than you can be a little bit pregnant. Either you buy the whole package or you are neither.
Then the guilt trip began ending with the "what are you hiding trip". I am immune to both of those, so don't waste both our time. I have learned that anytime someone tries to guilt me into doing something for my own good, it is for their good, not mine. Within in weeks I would begin to hear rumors, that were later substantiated, that this person was either up to no good in the "coven" or they were practicing the decidedly dark aspects of magic. In many cases, Wiccans who took the guilt trip and let them into the group found their group totally broken apart within months.
I cannot help but think of the various Fundamentalist Christian Groups like the Family and Seven Mountains, that use the technique of infiltration to destroy and take over the government, business and I suspect, other religious groups. I have heard laments from good Christian folk that their churches were taken over by these people before they had a hint something was happening and they were out on the street looking in at all their hard work and sacrifice no longer Christian enough for the hierarchy. The very fact that someone wants to keep one foot in the "Christian" door indicates at least one of three things.
1. They do not want to commit to Wicca.
2. They are frightened and want to make sure they can run back to Christianity and claim they never really left. Look, I still have my cross!!!
3. They are maintaining dual citizenship while attempting to destroy one or the other.
In either case my friends, the question is whether you want to admit these people to your group. A coven is based on trust. If you do not trust each other, you cannot work effectively together in magic. Can you trust someone who is openly straddling the line or are you going to sacrifice the work you need to be doing to convince them weekly to come over to your side? A coven requires stability to function. If it becomes a revolving door you need to rename yourself a library. Without stability again, you cannot work magic. Everyone's head has to be on the same topic to work together. Five of you can't be doing a healing spell while one is trying to curse someone or is really uninterested in what is happening and just gathering information.
My mind goes back to the Golden Dawn and how they were actually trying to win a magical war for the Church of England and Christianize magic while getting rid of the "hedge witches". IS this happening again? Time will tell my friends, but I know I am not going to waste my time teaching people who have no real interest in committing to be Druids and want to have the door open to run if they think the going gets rough.
The second wave of publicity or coming out of the closet actually started in 1973 to 1976 and I was in the front lines and that is very accurate description of it. It soon became apparent that we had 4 types of people seeking immediate admission to our religion.
1. Cure everything wrong with me and my life by waving your magic wand.
2. I really hate tithing to my Christian Church so I am coming over to you for a free ride and the sex.
3. I want to get even with (fill in the blank) teach me some curses. Or better yet, do them for me.
4. People who were genuinely curious and felt a strong connection to Earth and her many facets.
Sadly, the latter group was vastly out numbered by the first 3.
Sadly, the reasons haven't changed in the past almost 40 years nor have the proportions.
It was very soon after becoming known as the Witch of Broward County (I was no means the only one nor the "highest ranking"), actually, I am a Druid but that distinction was lost somewhere, I was approached by a very few people with the prospect of could they be Christian and Wiccan. My first answer was, WHY????? This very concept was as foreign to me as my becoming a Christian.
Then I carefully explained something they should have known. Christianity, no matter what the sect, demands you believe in ONE GOD, although they say God the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost (they don't believe in ghosts) and you accept Jesus Christ as your personal savior and man's place as having dominion over earth and all its creatures.
Is it possible to get more diametrically opposed to Wicca??? Wiccans believe in multiple GODS and, gasp, Goddesses. Wicca is Matriarchal. Wicca firmly accepts that no one can "save" you but you. You are 100% responsible for your actions, no one can wipe your slate clean and you will answer for ALL of them in the next life or other life. Druids believe in a Universal Force expressed in all aspects of creation that is neither good nor bad, it simply is. In both religions, mankind has no position different, neither subsidiary nor superior, to all of the expressions of the Goddess or facets of the Universe.
No, you can't have it both ways. You can't be half baptised any more than you can be a little bit pregnant. Either you buy the whole package or you are neither.
Then the guilt trip began ending with the "what are you hiding trip". I am immune to both of those, so don't waste both our time. I have learned that anytime someone tries to guilt me into doing something for my own good, it is for their good, not mine. Within in weeks I would begin to hear rumors, that were later substantiated, that this person was either up to no good in the "coven" or they were practicing the decidedly dark aspects of magic. In many cases, Wiccans who took the guilt trip and let them into the group found their group totally broken apart within months.
I cannot help but think of the various Fundamentalist Christian Groups like the Family and Seven Mountains, that use the technique of infiltration to destroy and take over the government, business and I suspect, other religious groups. I have heard laments from good Christian folk that their churches were taken over by these people before they had a hint something was happening and they were out on the street looking in at all their hard work and sacrifice no longer Christian enough for the hierarchy. The very fact that someone wants to keep one foot in the "Christian" door indicates at least one of three things.
1. They do not want to commit to Wicca.
2. They are frightened and want to make sure they can run back to Christianity and claim they never really left. Look, I still have my cross!!!
3. They are maintaining dual citizenship while attempting to destroy one or the other.
In either case my friends, the question is whether you want to admit these people to your group. A coven is based on trust. If you do not trust each other, you cannot work effectively together in magic. Can you trust someone who is openly straddling the line or are you going to sacrifice the work you need to be doing to convince them weekly to come over to your side? A coven requires stability to function. If it becomes a revolving door you need to rename yourself a library. Without stability again, you cannot work magic. Everyone's head has to be on the same topic to work together. Five of you can't be doing a healing spell while one is trying to curse someone or is really uninterested in what is happening and just gathering information.
My mind goes back to the Golden Dawn and how they were actually trying to win a magical war for the Church of England and Christianize magic while getting rid of the "hedge witches". IS this happening again? Time will tell my friends, but I know I am not going to waste my time teaching people who have no real interest in committing to be Druids and want to have the door open to run if they think the going gets rough.
What are you eating?
I began to buy organic meat and cheese. The biggest eye opener was the hotdogs. You have always wondered what was in them. Well, my cats will not eat hot dogs. When the organic package of hot dogs was opened, they threw themselves at the refrigerator and they ATE them. We had plenty of what were all "natural" hot dogs left. They refused to touch them even after George fried them for them. Not only that but they refused to touch the grease. They lapped the grease from the organic hot dogs.
Last night I made the mistake of getting the package of organic ham out, well almost out of the refrigerator. Bat the Cat is an old cat, reaching 12 now, and he doesn't move so well. He was balanced on the refrigerator door grabbing for the ham package. I had not opened it yet. I did manage to get piece of ham out and stuff it rapidly in my mouth. I knew I had to chew and swallow fast. I ran to the bathroom and washed my hands in the smelliest soap I own. Only then did I feel safe returning to the bedroom and the sleeping Napoleon.
When I arrived at the bed, Napoleon was unconscious. He was on his back, mouth open and tongue vibrating in and out as he snores. Okay, I am safe. I started to get into bed when I saw his nostril twitch. Suddenly the entire nose was twitching and the eyes popped open. He is looking around and settles on me. I know my hands are well washed so I sit down. Next thing I know, I am French kissed by a cat. Next time, I brush my teeth.
These are the same cats that don't want anything to do with the dry cat food if it sits out for a couple of hours. I point this out because some 8 hours later I awoke to another assault on my mouth by the same cat. That will teach me to sleep with my mouth open. His name may be French but this is ridiculous.
What else have I noticed?
We have an epidemic of obesity and I am one of the casualties. I have tried everything to lose weight. Nothing helps. Nothing works. I am always hungry and snacking on something. I do try for fruit. After two days of organic meals I noticed something amazing. I AM NOT HUNGRY. I can eat a normal portioned meal and 2 hours later I DO NOT WANT A SNACK. I am not hungry. I do not wake up in the middle of the night hungry. I am chewing my food.
Why you ask is that important? Digestion and the extraction of nutrients begins in the mouth. This stuff they market as food loses its flavor in a couple of chews and you swallow and go for more of the burst of flavor just like the old chewing gum that quickly lost its flavor and the next thing you knew, you had an empty pack in your hand. The Big Food Industry just transferred that technology to your food.
Not only that, but when was the last time you were not hungry? I don't mean full, popping the buttons on your pants and uncomfortable full, I mean not hungry. Even in the state of I am going to explode if I take another bite, the desert cart still looked pretty good, didn't it? Well, that doesn't happen to me now. I truly am NOT HUNGRY. I do not want anything on that cart.
This is after 3 days of not touching their fake food and it is fake food. Real food doesn't make your body constantly crave more food. So what are you eating? Darned if I know. I am pretty darned suspicious that GMO's, genetically modified organisms, are not confined to Round Up. They may be blocking your ability to absorb the nutrients in "food" and hence the hungry switch never gets turned to off because you aren't getting anything but FAT eating it.
Let me explain. Your body is smart. It knows how much of what you need. If the food you are eating is genetically bankrupt or blocked of the real nutrients you need, you keep craving more food to try and get them. Just because it looks like an apple doesn't mean it is an apple as the many folk who bit into the wax apples when they first came out can attest.
This leads to the next step. Organic Packaging is pretty darned safe to be what it says. However, organic doesn't cover GMO's. You can be getting organically raised GMO food. We aren't going to see the labeling of GMO's any time soon. The happy little really plump Tea Party Republicans didn't want to over burden the food industry by requiring they tell us we are eating fancy cardboard. Ever notice how our rich friends aren't part of the obesity trend. Do you really think they spend 8 hours a day in the gym and starve themselves to stay thin? Just a few things you might want to consider. Since I have been a peon in the upper 1%'s employee, I can tell you that even back then, I wondered why the bits I was allowed to eat tasted so different and I was pretty darned sure it had nothing to do with the chef. I can cook that well. I just didn't know why when I stayed with them, I wasn't hungry. I can tell you they never went through a drive through or ate at any restaurant that was a chain and laughed at the "newbie rich" that did. I guess you have to have membership in the old boys club to get the memo about where to eat and shop. You also need reservations.
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