Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes!
OK, besides the First Rule of Fight Club, one of the others out there is “don’t reveal your sources.” Especially IF it could open up a world of shit on an individual IF they’re easily identifiable. Now, that being said, a LOT of what I do is ‘combing the web’ and noticing ‘trends.’
I’ve had a lot of different pluses and minuses in doing so, however, that being said, I’d say I’ve been close to the positive side than the negative. As dumb as it sounds, these days?
Maaaan so much weird shit out there, being able to mine a good ‘infonugget’ is becoming more and more of an Art than anything else. So, in that for tonight, as the substack is up from today with rantings about the Kraine (Link HERE) I figured I give a peek to one of the many websites I’ve used, and continue to use, as a ‘marker.’
What I mean by that is as I’m checking various websites, there are a few that seem to be ‘plugged in’ to the ‘human hivemind’ and tend to stand out over time. Meaning that I read something on the site, be it a story, or historical anecdote, and a month, maybe two or even three do I have that sense of deja-vu that I read something about this before. It’s really hard to explain.
Then, back before I realized what was going on, I’d go back to find out -what- it was that ‘twigged’ me to the current situation. In this case, one of the sites that I use and go to on the reg is Listverse. Now, as to the ‘how and why’, well, tonight in particular:
Now, maybe I’m reading too much into it.
Tells me that we got some hard times ahead when they start talking about Recibes from the Depression… Jes’ Sayin’
As of late, and right before the DotGov got on the “We’re going to reveal Aliens!” bandwagon, Listverse put a shitton of stories up, between Alien Abduction, to Alien Encounters.
Mind you, this’s MY own personal observations, YMMV, don’t run with scissors, and sure as fuck don’t try to ‘get inside’ my head… NO ONE should have to be exposed to the ‘rats and snakes’ running through this cortex…
But seriously…Predictive Programming is well known. Take for instance one of the most famous claims of it with the “Twin Towers” as well as the Pentagra…er…gon… in that “Illuminati Card Game” pre-9-11:
I mean hey, if it quacks like a duck amiright?
I mean there’s a lot of static and clutter out there, however, after a while, depending on how insane you are, some patterns do start showing.
That and being a trained intel analyst helps.
Pattern recognition is a key function of being able to know what is going on, and IF there is bad shit brewing. Hence why, due to budget cuts, political correctness run amok and various ‘other things’ that the Intel Agencies have been essentially ‘hollowed the fuck out.’ We haven’t recovered since from what I can tell/have heard. The worst time was being under the Obamamessiah, what with his “FundaMental Transformation” of AMerica into a Turd World Shithole.
Guess he missed Indonesia and/or Kenya, and wanted us all to get a taste of his birth/upbringing. That and cocaine-fueled Buttsecks, which if you’ve noticed since his misrule, we’ve had in spades.
Now granted, some folks in the Agencies could figure out certain patterns and whatnot. Problem was? The middle management. Fucking career bureaucrats who, God Forbid, offer up an Anal-lysis that goes against “the Current Thing” as unpopular as it may be… having ‘unpopular opinions/analysis meant no promotions or better assignments. Have the ‘wrong opinion’ was career-i-cide.
I mean FFS, they knew pre-9-11 that there was serious chatter out there that -something bad- was coming… and man, between the ass covering, the denial, and the unmitigated bullshit, we got purely ass-fucked by a LOT of folks who are, to this day, laughing their collective balls off at us… Yeah, Mossad, I’m looking at you fuckers…
Not for nothing though, these days, it doesn’t matter how fucked up or screwy the latest “Conspiracy Theory” is in my book… I mean what do you say to your crazy Conspiracy Theorist Uncle/Friend these days?
“I’m sorry, you were right.”
Not that’ll ever happen. Even when said-CT is poking them in the dookie- chute. It’s purely amazing how bad the CogDis (Cognitive Dissonance) is these days in Normietown.
I mean even I suffer from it.
As long as no one is fucking with me directly, that I can get food on the table, and Aliens (if there be such a thing) aren’t landing in -my- back yard, I’m good. It’ll take one hell of a serious dislocation for me to be ready to break loose the torpor of “Suburban BCE”.
Not that I’m not capable… I just prefer it this way.
And I think a LOT of us are ALL of the same mind, and in the same boat. As I said yesterday, “Don’t Start None, Won’t Be None” seems to be the motto of our current state.
As shitty as it sounds, I’m comfortable with that.
So More Later