This economic collapse is pre-planned!

Written by David Icke in 1998: “Other aspects of the Brotherhood Agenda, across the ‘Millennium’ and the years to 2012, include: a global financial collapse to introduce the one-world electronic currency; conflicts and terrorism galore; and a whole range of other events to terrify and dispirit the human population into unquestioning servitude."

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A Parable for the Vicious

A man sits in an anonymous room somewhere in the world. The room is dimly lit, as is the man’s awareness of his existence within the room. A fog flows over his mind as he sits waiting for whatever drug cocktail to begin to wear off, whereas he slowly drifts in and out of consciousness. All that he knows is in what he has experienced up to this point in time, though as he tries to reflect, he cannot recall anything that has prepared him for what is about to happen. He has been told by his keepers that they have secured all of his family and are holding them in a separate facility as a form of leverage. He is told that he must cooperate in giving them some crucial information that they desperately require, of which he is the only one privy to the “assumed” information. His captors seem to think he has a clue or answer critical to securing the dominance of one nation over all others. Though he is unaware of it, his keepers are convinced that he holds a secret piece of wisdom to the purpose of mans existence. Thus, it is the heavy price of his small piece of wisdom of the ages that he alone discovered, which he foolishly alluded to in a small published article.

As he slowly rouses from his drug induced stupor, he notices that he is nearly numb from head to toe, except for the dull ache in his armpits after taking several stuns from a taser gun. His mouth tasted awful, as if someone had forced him to eat bear scat or cat dung. The scent of his own filth filled his nostrils, which made the taste in his mouth seem that much more unbearable. The room was dead quiet, except for his breathing and his heart pounding, there was no sound. His ears felt as if they were plugged with cotton balls. A single LED light was the only illumination in the whole room. His eyes strained to pick up any detail, as his stupor began to wane. The small light shown directly into his eyes, partially blinding him to his surroundings, then he tries to shield his eyes and finds he cannot raise either arm. He struggles and finds all his limbs, head and chest are restrained. A twinge of panic takes hold of him and he realizes he can’t move, but then notices he can wiggle his fingers and toes. The panic fades as he realizes he is not paralyzed. His skin feels sweaty and clammy against the restraints. He thinks,” How long have I been here?” Then, his mind begins to race about, desperately trying to grasp onto anything that could hold his focus as his mind begins to clear. His awareness of surroundings begins to take hold in his mind begins to process more of what his body is trying to tell him. The numbness gives way to an agony, so deeply painful that he can barely maintain focus, for his predicament left him beaten severely prior to his imprisonment. He gasped loudly, but could not utter a sound beyond a whisper. At that very moment, a light overhead flickered on.

All at once, he hears a large metal door whine as it slammed open behind him. Hands reach around his head to release catches on his head restraint, then fingers pull something out of both ears, finally his head nods free from its pinned position. A wave of nausea crashes over his body, as he barely manages to spit out whatever was held in his mouth. His vision is blurred, but he can barely make out a tiny video camera on a tripod facing directly at him. The light overhead doesn’t seem to reach far enough out to illuminate any of the walls he intuitively knows surrounds him. Between the nausea and stupor, he cannot decipher the clamor happening around him until a large folding table slams down in front of him and jolts everything into focus. A twinge of pain below his right ear shocks him awake, then, his thoughts and his senses are regained into their full intensity. A grey jumpsuit clad man walks around in front of him, lays down a laptop on the table, then slams open a folding chair opposite from him across the table and sits down. He reaches back for the tiny video camera, pulls it to his side and flips a switch.

His interrogator pauses, as if waiting for an inevitable stream of screams and pleas for mercy, but he does not have to wait long. The pause is interrupted by the restrained man’s groans and whimpers, as his mind began to process the rest of his injuries he received before his imprisonment. As swiftly as his agony peaks, his composure is swiftly regained, as though a switch had been turned off. His interrogator is startled by the ease of which he regains his composure, where a brief flash of bewilderment crossed the interrogator’s face. With a brief sigh, the interrogator starts.

With deep threatening tone the interrogator says to his captive, “For the duration of your stay with us, you will call me sir. As for my name, let us just say for the sake of civilized exchange, I am called Claude. As for your designation, your name is Job.” The man nods in acknowledgement of his designation. He is in no position to contradict his interrogator at this point in time.

Job, the man in the restraints asks, “When can I go home with my family?”

Claude, the interrogator replies, “That is entirely up to you Job. If you tell us what we need to know, then it is possible that you can go home.” Claude, the interrogator, opens the laptop on the table and types in a command, and then Job feels a jolt of pain coming from his armpits, so he squirms and yelps.

Job pleads,” Why did you do that?”.

Claude responds with, “I told you to call me sir.”

Job answers back, “My apologies, sir!”

Job realizes that the pain in his armpits is not from the taser wounds he received prior to his imprisonment, which meant that his keepers had implanted some sort of devices while he was unconscious. Job steels himself against the searing pain; desperately seeking to focus on something other than his agony of the moment. But before he can regain his composure, Claude, the interrogator, starts in again.

“Do you know why you are here?”, Claude asks in a deep foreboding tone.

“I have no clue, sir, as to why I am here with you, sir.” Job meekly replies.

A pleasant look cast across Claude’s face acknowledges to Job that the requirement of cooperation has been achieved. Claude explains the predicament that Job faces and tells him that he his there to prepare him for testimony before an official inquisition into his statement. Suddenly, Claude stands up, closes the laptop, then flips a switch on the video camera and walks around behind Job to reattach the head restraint. Claude reinserts new ear plugs into Job before leaving his cell. As the door shuts behind Job, he hears a muffled chuckle from his keeper, then the light above goes out and he is left in the dark with his agony and thoughts. He feels a sting behind his left knee, then a warm feeling washes over him like a tropical ocean wave and he slowly goes numb all over. He can barely think as his mind races before he is overcome by a strong urge to sleep. That last thing that flashes across his mind is the overwhelming urge to survive, then he drifts off.

[This story continues next week]

"The War on"

If anyone is paying attention to the fiction of real events, then can anyone really explain the phrase "the war on [insert noun]". Does that phrase do anything good for humanity's survival? There are a few other fictions of action that con the masses really well, such as; political philosophy (predecessor to political science), actionable intelligence (successor to credible threats), Karl Rove (Benito Mussolini), green products(relabeling from lite or consumable), conservative (fascist), gossip (public relations propaganda), and so on...(etc). They are products of euphemism. A devaluing of the impact of specific terms deemed critically important, or just look it up on wiki.
The phrase works as a device for rallying social support for some prescient threat. The war on terror phrase is an oxymoron, who has no idea how to wage a war. The war on drugs sets up a permanent class of oppressed people. The war on poverty is a non-starter topic meant to give the impoverished hope of relief, when is no intention of ever giving relief. The war on disease is a perpetual nightmare of forces for profit seeking to keep everyone sick or dying. The undeclared war on the middle class is the secret of the rich, who want nobody outside their group to know about. The war on the environment was discovered back in the late 1850's and shows no sign of ever ending, until we are extinct and can no longer cause harm. There is a war on truth, for it is the mortal enemy of lies and deceit. The last catch phrase of war is the war on humanity itself.
It has become vastly clear that due to our own ignorance of our capacity for war and destructive competition, we have lost the ability to stop ourselves from destroying ourselves. We can nuke ourselves into oblivion. We can poison ourselves into oblivion in so many different ways it is hard to know what poison is killing us. We can now starve ourselves into oblivion, because so much of our food is either inedible or relies on pollination. So, we have a myriad of ways to end humanity and the sad thing is many of us who can do something about it could care less about it. Is it because we have no feedback on those who are speaking out and doing something? Yes!
Suppression of news events about people making the effort to do right for humanity are largely ignored or said to be fringe thinkers. Marginalizing those who offer hope for humanity are being shouted down by the mass suicidalists or by those who want to earn profit at any cost, including the extinction of humanity. Yet, we are happy to go along with this madness.
When the phrase " ignorance is bliss" came into being, it was taken from a conversation that was between two corporate executives, whom were celebrating there release from custody after being convicted of killing thousands over a massive flood from a dam break. The original phrase was "their ignorance is our bliss". Injustice is partial to the rich and powerful, for they usually skirt most, if not all the injustice, for they create the injustice. It seems the new royalty of the twenty-first century are the global corporations that hold the most vital needs of supporting humanity. They are planning to erase humanity from the face of the Earth and they don't care if they do die with us.

An Orwellian Wet dream for America

For any who are reading my posts, I will continue with the previous discussion at a later time.

How does one describe the current global conflict situation that faces America? We have so many public and clandestine agencies and bureaus that are constantly fighting for a piece of the abduction/execution pie for U.S. citizens. It seems natural that living under a totalitarian regime, now that it is understood that the only people who have any freedom are the Emperor Phallus Cheney the "Filthy" and his viceroy of the country GeOgre the "Horrible" Bush. This situation is making the story of "1984", by George Orwell, look like a true bedtime story, not a warning. We , as U.S. citizens, have allowed this grand experiment of international representation to become a totalitarian regime, where abductions, decrees and slavery are reintroduced as necessary actions to the function of a nation. Orwell never thought to introduce slavery and terrorism into the mix.

We are about to have the largest civil war in history, because our representatives of authority have perverted their authority into a kind of confidence game. We are left with a defenseless country, unable to handle natural catastrophes and legitimate threats to our sovereignty. The leadership has assisted the robber baron corporations to commit mass genocide against their own customers, where whole consumer bases are dying off from bad/tainted drugs to bad/tainted food. Our air is being poisoned by our own conveyances. Heavy metals taint everything we consume to the point where we cannot even think for ourselves, so we hire someone to think for us, even though they are just as stupid as we are stupid. We don't know how to stop[ ourselves, because there are even brain damaged leaders saying it's safe, pay no attention to that meteor of extinction heading our way.

Yes, we are smart enough to be the top predator on the planet, but we are also stupid enough, retarded enough to actually believe that we can maintain our current way of life a little while longer, just because we can. Does that make any sense whatsoever? (oopps... I forgot we can't think anymore) What will it take to make us change our life style? A nuke going off in the U.S., perhaps?

Human beings are at the mercy of their adaptations, some are good and some are leftover from a time long ago and can no longer serve a purpose. One such adaptation is wisdom, even though it seems to keep ourselves in check, more often it is considered a hindrance to other competitive drives and completely ignored. Why? Is it because we're lazy? Yes and no. We have a drive to optimize our living by making shortcuts mentally and physically. We are design to be efficient of thinking and acting, but no one showed us how to be efficient. Can we afford to be so lazy in thinking now?

The fallacy of our living today is that we no longer are allowed to think for ourselves, because wisdom and our lifestyle can't mix. There is no time to stop and think about it in our lives. Those who are convinced they are doing the right thing will not stop to think. Humanity is very capable of advancing wisely, but we also have the capacity to wipe ourselves out completely without a second thought. Why is it wrong to think for oneself or of others?

The phrase "Kill ém all and let god sort them out" is a phrase from frustration and suicidal absolutes. Life is not absolute, but death is and so is extinction. "War is Hell" should be rephrased as "War is our own self-imposed Hell", where those who can't cope with life seek death and create death to avoid the responsibility of wisdom.

Extinction Sarcasm: Lying to ourselves into the grave

Let's really enjoy ourselves.
For the most part, we really should abolish abortion and re-institute legalized infanticide. When a couple has one child too many, then they must be hauled before the court and ordered to execute their child in front of an audience of their peers.
How to describe the farce of a free market system?
We have a group of blindfolded people being led by a bunch of blind, greedy, and sub-human corporate flunkies called executives. The blindfolded group pays these blind corporate flunkies trillions of dollars to run around leading the blindfolded group out of danger, except along the way the group begins to lose people. When the blind corporate flunkies lead the group over rough ground, they say they're taking a shortcut, while in the mean time the blindfolded group is walking over the corpses of their own group. This doesn't bother the group a first, because the dead haven't begun to decay yet. The flunkies are so happy to make so much money that they don't know what to do with it all. So, they buy fancy gadgets that don't do anything, especially if it doesn't help themselves get around in the world. ... continued in next installment

RAW: Money is going the wrong direction.

Even though some of us have enough bloodthirstiness to truly extinguish all human life, the majority of humanity does not share in the bloodthirst. Some believe that they must profit on causing bloodshed, but still others want no reward for their efforts to slaughter all of mankind.

So it seems that, if we need to survive this latest effort for species suicide, then there must be way to pit the two death mongering parties against each other, lest we end humanity in a few short years. One would think that with all the counter intelligence propaganda floating through the media; someone might have accidentally leaked some vital "intel" that would cause competing defense companies to begin an assassination campaign against each other. Maybe the campaign has gotten under way and we're seeing the effects with the stock markets turning into a furbar free-for-all.

Given the gravity of current events becoming more and more like an Orwellian wet dream, then it is safe to deduce that some form of worldwide rebellion will begin to destroy local governments and leaders will get to witness the rebirth of the guillotine, by reclaiming the wealth from the few.

Roar against War

This is a continuation of an action towards ending the foolish efforts of those who to extinguish
all human life, for the sake of any interpretation of an ideology. For if one is to examine that ideology closely, they will find it does not condone self-extinction of humanity. There is no profit in taking human life in any form.