Seriously, I can only make sense of this kind of thing by viewing it through a feminist lens.
This is simply patriarchy gone mad.
Boys, who think they are men, boys who actually have the run of the place (because real men and women aren't allowed to interfere - real men and women would stop this kind of silly shit dead), these boys are allowed to use humanity's best and brightest, and humanity's economic surplus, to make better killing machines. Everything else falls by the wayside.
Yes, tremendous. From a thread at RI about the rise of the autonomous killer robot.
Zionism in a nutshell. Turtle power.
Never mind.
McCain's squeeze as virgin goddess. An idea, isn't it? See how she takes the central part in the latest Mad Cow Morning News article. Blonde, perhaps an ageing "presidential model". Maybe not. He client list seems to tie it all together.
"My Brother Tome". That should be Tom, but never ignore a typo. A film. Alarming. Didn't see all of it. Several years ago. Quite memorable. Not just for the naked young girl, either. Not exactly a happy ending. These two abused kids hiding in the woods, one male, one female. Only episodes stick in my mind. They accidentally set a hedgehog on fire. Well, she does in a state of rage. She sees him giving his dad a blow job. After they have, as you might say, consummated their love, he throws himself in front of a train and his ghost stops her drowning herself. She is then booted out of this funeral. Quite an odd film from evening broadcast, even on Channel Four.
You might wonder why I'm mentioning such a miserable film, but it's simple enough. It's this business in Jersey. A crown dependency in which the representative of her majesty the Queen is the chief bailiff. He was previously head of a certain kids home, which was also once an outpost of the Nazi occupation during the war. It's been in the news a bit recently, since the corpse-dogs started finding dead children buried all over the place. Hundreds have come forward having been abused in times past. I do rather wonder if government isn't just an elaborate way for paedophiles to recruit victims. This was a boy's home, incidentally, so a bit different from the French ballets roses, and so forth. Not in accordance with our national reputation as a nation of sexual masochists. The abusers seem to have been mostly men, but I'd like to point out how many females there are involved in this sort of thing, see O'Brien on Hitlery, the McMartin child who wanted his mummy to stop licking him, and Letourneau (I have a flow chart connecting her to all sorts of weirdness, off the top of my head her brother is married to Jeb's sister in law, her half-brother was sexually mutilated, her brother is a big cheese at Blackwater, and so forth).
Senator Syvret was sacked from him Ministerial job because he was on the side of the victims. He writes a blog about it. There is an international cabal, of course, as the CIA cult the Finders showed, the abuse, the supply of victims, the distribution of the product, all international. All in with Gladio, the Allied Clandestine Commitee's NATO "stay-behind" armies, which were never really intended for use is a war with the Soviets. No, they were quite different, they were peace-time counter-lefty groups. Repeatedly they were exposed, the Norwegian branch alone on three seperate occasions. Lists of people to eliminate. Bombings, shootings, coups. The connection between the BND II (the German branch) and the CMC/PERMINDEX organisation, to Kennedy. Associative mindset. Conspiracy theorist, me. Yes, it was the network, the international dimension, the ultimate loyalty of the conspirators not to their nation but to the internation Order, that's what had to be kept secret at all costs. Andy Pero and others suffered the old Trauma Based Mind Control on US bases in Germany. What better place for Nazis and the global Order to unite? The boys home come signalling station Haut de la Garenne, perhaps.
Which brings us full circle.
Gladio, Nihoul, Dutroux, Pederasty.
Mexico, narcopederastas.
Chile, all came out a bit ago. Operation Condor, the South American Gladio. Nazis. Colonia dignidad.
Portugal, Casa Pia. France ballet roses, a euphemism for orgies, president of the Senate. In the US, Franklin, Aquino, countless others.
Just off the top of my head, I don't put any research into these things. Just let the fingers do the walking, as the old ad said. Call me J R Hartley.
This is just another bit sticking its head above the surface. Maybe Syvret did it, maybe it's all planned as part of an assault to justify global DNA databasing. Bury the bodies to hide the crime, dig them up for agitprop.
Those RIers are a fickle bunch. Suddenly all pro-Sarkozy, apparently because he's got a model to fuck him. Wasn't like that back with Zoe's Ark.
It's the ultimate way to keep a secret, not from any enemies but from the common people of the nations they purport to protect. Blood cement. Common guilt is the ultimate common interest.
But it's why they don't believe, because it's all absurd global satanic conspiracies of silence. Even Syvret sees nothing more than imbeciles covering up their incompetence, not the evil covering up their crimes. Ritual elements are self discrediting and designed to be so, as well as performed for magical purposes. The Contra subversion manual wanted rumours spread. Rumours are all the more destabilising if true. Perhaps the truth gets to us because they want us to know, to believe and to tremble, as the demons unto God. Lies. The Strategy of Tension works like this, divide those who know from those who don't.
Sex magick is about breaking taboos, although there are those occultists and tantricas, like a certain Fair Hall, who don't practice the extremes neccesary for efficacy, the way to expand consciousness and gain powers is to perform the full rituals and go all the way. To terrible for you and me to comprehend, it is, but as the shock of shock economics and the trauma of trauma based mind control work to increase suggestibilty, so the savagery of breaking the taboos of humanity empower those who perform them. Obviously, anal rape of a child is one of the most empowering of all rituals.
We have Harry in Afghanistan. Why? We were not told, but not to stop the Taleban finding out. After all the same people are behind the Windsors and the "enemy". Might learn something if we knew what he'd been up to, beyond the BBC home movies. Reminds me, the BBC showed a watered down, if you'll pardon the pun, bit of waterboarding a bit ago, repeatedly and it had obviously been fed to them by the spooks, probably done by the SAS.
Whilst on the subject of the BBC, before ending this tangent, they were doing jokes this morning about the 29th February, the day women can propose to men. Never understood that.
Released from prison, some people imprisoned for accusing the OTO of kiddie killing.
I wonder if the tentacles of the octpussy come into my own back yard. I have said little somethings about the mysterous land in which I dwell, but nothing comprehensive. I don't really plan to change that now, but a few more dotty facts. Near Nottingham, of course, originally Snottingaham and therefore a very early Anglian settlement. In the tenth century the Welsh name was still remembered, being "Place of Caves". Although in Welsh, of course. As above, so below. It is famous for it's caves.
More relevantly I went to a primary school called Lover's Lane, which always had odd things about it. The Tunnel talk of McMartin etc, comes into it. There was a black brick staircase leading down under the only two trees on the playing field. It had been buried, it led down into solid earth. I didn't put the things together at the time, but there was also something resembling an air tube, although we were told ants nest (never any ants, longer than my then-arm). There was a plank like a railway sleeper in the field, half buried, too much so to get up, but always seeming like a roof beam. I have unhappiness towards them. One of my first memories is being told off in nursery for making a gun out of lego. Another is being told off for painting my hands instead of the paper.
The town is odd. I have mentioned the building called Imperial Hall, now a branch of Boyes, with the compass-and-square capital "A". I have mentioned the Civil War connections. I have mentioned the scaffolding inverted pentagram, oddly put together on a main road near the Castle. The Castle where the Templars kept the Holy Grail, or the idol of Baphomet, or whatever it is the Lincolnshire Templars hid away down their under the auspices of the Bishop of Lincoln until it was retrieved by a Royal in 1906. I was once bit by peacock. A rogue, it were. I don't want to go into the symbolism of the peacock as I have only thirteen minutes left (unlucky for some). It was the location of the UFO sightings I have previously mentioned.
I read something interesting about the place called Eagle, but I forget it. Boothby Graffoe the comedian Keyword Hijacked a place near Temple Bruer, and the less said about that the better.
And the forest. I remember it well, although it never happened, that we all went up to the forest and used an abandoned, although well kept, school for a week.
Alas those thirteen minutes have flown fleetly. More in the future, perhaps.
Friday, 29 February 2008
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