Sunday, November 09, 2014

A Very Sirius Election: Pretending that the Wars are Done

“The argument that the two parties should represent opposed ideals and policies, one, perhaps, of the Right and the other of the Left, is a foolish idea acceptable only to the doctrinaire and academic thinkers. Instead, the two parties should be almost identical, so that the American people can “throw the rascals out” at any election without leading to any profound or extreme shifts in policy. … Either party in office becomes in time corrupt, tired, unenterprising, and vigorless. Then it should be possible to replace it, every four years if necessary, by the other party, which will be none of these things but will still pursue, with new vigor, approximately the same basic policies.” 
Carroll Quigley, Tragedy and Hope: A History of the World in Our Time 

I've been saying for many years that we don't really have a two party system in this country, and certainly we don't really even have the appearance of one like we did when I was young. Back then you had bonafide working class Democrats like Tip O'Neill, who opposed the Republicans based on substantial economic differences. 

Bill Clinton and his "New Democrats" did away with all that by putting the last knife in the back of the working class, though in truth the process began when Nixon -- so-called champion of the Silent Majority-- went to China to open up its labor camps and sweatshops to American corporations.

Today, we have two Republican parties, for in truth the Democrats are nothing but the old Rockefeller Republicans (and are in fact funded by the Rockefellers and their networks of bundlers and NGOs, such as the Soros groups). 

The only difference between the parties is in the symbolism and the identity politics, which can get very toxic indeed.  

Even conservatives are starting to realize this, the ideological, non-partisan conservatives, that is. I've been saying for years that on a whole host of issues Obama (or his handlers) is to the right of Ronald Reagan (or rather, his handlers) and certainly economic inequality has done nothing but skyrocket the past 6 years. 

So many of the 'positive indicators' are smoke and mirrors (people are no longer considered unemployed when they give up looking for work) but the truth is that a record amount of Americans are not employed, and that number is expected to grow due to automation.


Our electoral system really begins to resemble professional wrestling the more you look at it. John Kerry, a popular, long-serving Senator from Massachusetts turned into a bumbling idiot when he ran against fellow Bonesman George Bush in 2004. You could almost read from the script he was following.

Another popular Massachusetts pol, Mitt Romney, played the mustache-twirling evil rich guy role to the hilt in 2012, despite having served in an overwhelmingly Democratic state as a classic Northeast moderate. He even went so far to run against Obamacare, which was modeled on his own (successful) health care program! 

He too seemed ordered to take the big dive and ensured he would lose by enlisting Ayn Rand radical Rep. Paul Ryan, whose budget plans scared all of the seniors and others dependent on Social Security. Otherwise, like Kerry, there's a good chance he would have won. Can't have that.

There's a funny pattern that never seems to fail in our two party system. The Republicans win a Presidential election and immediately begin to make noises about going after Social Security, which threatens their older voter base. Suicide, in other words.

The Democrats win an election and immediately unleash the social justice harpies, which not only depresses their own turnout in the midterms (see the 1994 and 2014 elections), it further alienates working class white voters. 

Again, it's like some script is being followed.

Though I realized the Democrats were being set up for a fall in these midterms when the same hectoring, elitist dialectic that contributed to the 1994 disaster was rolled out in their party's media organs such as The New York Times and, it was a rather odd but important signal that clinched the deal. A President who valued symbolism so highly, whose election and inauguration was rife with high initiate symbolism was being told, in no uncertain terms, that he was about to be humiliated....

This series looked at the astounding efforts made to identify Obama with Tut, who was praised by the scribes as the great restorer of the Horus Throne after the disastrous reign of the heretic Akhenaten. Obama was even ritually anointed as the new Tut by no less a luminary than the (now-disgraced) Zahi Hawass (read: Aiwass).

But it all went badly. Obama's campaign in the Muslim world and the Arab Spring didn't lead to a new era of peace and prosperity, it lead to widescale war, chaos and dictatorship and the mad-dogs curiously named "ISIS" by the Western media.

If Obama was meant to be the symbolic figurehead of the new New World Order, it's safe to say all of that is in serious jeopardy. Russia got tired of the constant provocations by NATO and is now indulging in much more serious provocations of its own. China is feeling its oats and crunching its numbers and seems to have decided it would be better off as the overlord of a rising Asia than the underling of a dying West.

Could that be what led to this strange story, popping into the new cycle towards the end of the campaign season?

The REAL face of King Tut: Pharaoh had girlish hips, a club foot and buck teeth according to 'virtual autopsy' that also revealed his parents were brother and sister  
• ‘Virtual autopsy’ composed of more than 2,000 computer scans carried out •  Genetic analysis of Tut’s family showed his parents were brother and sister • Family history could also have led to his premature death in his late teens • Various myths have him murdered or dying in chariot race • Club foot would have made it impossible to take part in chariot racing 
Yeah. Still want to be identified with King Tut? I didn't think so. 

This could all be a coincidence but given the exhaustive and explicit efforts made to identify Obama with Tut, I tend to doubt it. 

I stopped paying attention to all of these symbolic provocations, for the same reason I stopped paying attention to the occultism in pop videos and other media; by blogging about them I became an accomplice to whatever workings were being done.

But even though I've only been paying half-attention I do have to say that there seems to be a lot less of this kind of thing in the political arena these days, which may be why you may be looking at much different landscape in this country in the years to come. 

Because, as Americans were focused on the elections, the rest of the world seems to be getting ready for war.

Sweden is finding that it looks like easy pickin's for a big ol' hungry bear, who's been slapping it around with unanswered incursions the past several weeks:  
States like Poland, Lithuania, Estonia, Finland, and Sweden have to understand that the doubletalk is newspeak--that it’s almost meaningless, and they have to take the Russian threat seriously. Poland has responded to the ceasefire by realigning its entire force structure east, to fight the Russians in case of invasion. Both Sweden and Finland are examining ways to deepen cooperation with NATO, and Moldova is edging towards changing its traditionally neutralist stance.

In one form or another, these states are preparing for war. Eventually, one or many – but most likely the Poles – are going to push back against Russian aggression in Ukraine, either surreptitiously with “volunteers” or overtly with some sort of joint units. And then there will be a crisis, because some NATO states will be in a war and others will back them up.

So despite the doublespeak, despite the conferences, despite the de-escalatory frameworks and timetables, NATO is heading towards a crisis that could remake the face of Western security.  
Sweden would fall in an hour, its Viking spirit long since snuffed out by a stultifying political correctness. The Baltic states might be a bit tougher, but no match for Russia's missiles. Would America really risk nuclear war to protect them? It didn't when it was a much stronger and more united country.

If Russia was the only problem, it could probably be contained. But it's not:
Russia is already the world’s third highest military spender behind the United States and China and they’re clearly going to keep amping it up. But they won’t be doing it alone. 
As has been the case for the last decade, Russia can look to China for support. The two nations’ alliance is more powerful than most are willing to acknowledge. Consider their support for one another throughout the Ukraine crisis.
When Russia invaded Crimea in March, China tacitly supported the move by abstaining from a vote in the United Nations. And when new EU sanctions against Russia came out last week, Beijing suggested that additional sanctions “may lead to new and more complicating factors” in Ukraine.
 And that’s not all. Russia and China cooperate along economic, technological, military, and political lines. What’s more, in all of these areas they have something the U.S. lacks: strategy and the will to put it into practice.
Things are about to change in this country. In Europe as well. You can sense it, if you put your antennae up high enough.  I lived through the chilling phase of the last Cold War and I'm getting a definite sense of deja vu.

I can't begin to speculate what awaits us on the other side of the worldwide conflict that is fast approaching, I can only guess that the world as we know it now is about to be swept away like sand castles in a tsunami.

Monday, November 03, 2014

These Are the Days of Miracles and Wonders

As some of you might be aware I'm blessed with the joyous gift of Myofascial Pain Syndrome, the so-called "rabid dog" of chronic pain disorders. In point of fact, it's technically classified as debilitating, though I chose not to let it be. But it comes with all kinds of wonderful side effects aside from the huge ropey cords of enspasmed muscles, one of which is chronic fatigue and various sleep disorders.

These problems come and go, but decided to kick in a while back when I was really busy (rather, because I was). Now, normally when I'm busy I try to set aside time to read or write, which is important to avoid burnout. 

Constant, unremitting work isn't good for the brain, or your motor skills. However, the fatigue was making my usual recreation impossible. So I tried something different; rather than interpret this as a further burden I decided to interpret it as a summons and spend more time meditating.

Some of you may also be aware that I do a lot of work with hypnogogic trance as a meditative tool. It takes a while to master, but is an incredibly powerful state of consciousness that you can lapse into rather quickly once you've gotten the hang of it, and the inner visions you experience can be as powerful as any drug.

So when I wasn't working, I simply shut out the outside world and tuned into a different signal. I can say with hesitation or embarrassment that I experienced visions I can only describe as remote viewing; incredibly vivid, three-dimensional views of places I've never been, images I didn't summon. 

This could be rather unsettling- I'd be floating along in Free-Association Land and suddenly be looking down at some city I've never seen from what felt like a ledge, or be looking at a distant coastline from just above the ocean's waves.

It's ironic given that I once thought remote viewing was a joke. I can't exactly say that's what this is but it definitely felt like it was going from outside my own consciousness. I shouldn't put that in the past tense- experiences like that are now pretty common, if not always so dramatic. They're all part of an overall matrix of nonlinear and unbidden sound and vision, a genuine altered state of consciousness.

And as with the paranormal encounters I've experienced it's the kind of thing I'd either have scoffed at or given insincere lip service to until I experienced it for myself. 

The totalitarian pressure to adhere to consensus reality grows more extreme (and desperate) by the day. It's the worst I've seen in my lifetime, but that may only be because the self-appointed gatekeepers know how quickly worldviews can change once their reality matrix is challenged.

Now, I don't go much for the whole "god within" rap. In my experience, it leads to a kind of narcissistic  solipsism which eventually leads you nowhere, or even leads you back to nihilism. The truth is out there. But I do believe in tuning out the noise of the world in order that you may better receive the Signal, which more often than not is received internally. 

I know a lot of people feel discouraged by this endless 1970s LARP we're suffering through but the 70s were also a very fertile time for psychic dissent. Things are a lot more fluid and kinetic than they may seem, and the gatekeepers are a lot weaker and more frightened than they appear. 

And there's a powerful Signal waiting for you out there if you're willing to tune into it.

Saturday, November 01, 2014

The Numinous Power of Night

Note: I have several essays in the pipeline that I am currently wrestling with, perhaps having bit off more than I can chew. In the meantime I wanted to repost this film, which I had post a while back on The Solar Satellite. 
It seemed to get lost in the shuffle and really deserves a much closer look. This is a perfect film for a cold, rainy weekend, like the kind we're suffering here, and its theme of sleepless nights is apropos for daily savings time tonight. There's a strange kind of numinosity that I don't think you'd see in many films today.
As I wrote before, there are several gems that have resurfaced in the past few years on the Internet, artifacts from a time when narrative had meaning. It's amazing to see the discipline writers once had to tell a story like this in so short a time when a plot like this would be spread over a thirteen hour HBO series today.
This film is also timely given the endless 1970s tapeloop we are trapped in. One of the essays I am struggling is about the 70s occult revival and how contrary it was to the dominant zeitgeist of the time, which was just as dreary, reductionist and suicidal as is our own. But it just goes to show that untamed forces tend to get loose when society as a whole is trapped in a nihilistic downturn. This film is perfect evidence of that.  
Thanks to the blessings of YouTube and Netflix, I've discovered this strange Magonian subgenre of old movies, dealing with UFOs and so on in a way infinitely more interesting and sophisticated way than the brain-dead garbage Hollywood pukes out these days. Some of them even showed up as made-for-TV movies in the 70s, strangely enough.

Then there's Night Slaves, an offering that Stephen King simply pasted together with Quatermass and the Pit and made millions re-selling to the public as The Tommyknockers. Watch both movies and you'll see exactly what I mean- a more blatant example of caution-to-the-wind plagiarism has rarely seen print.

Night Slaves features the king of 70s corn James Franciscus playing a distinctly unconvincing dropout, a pre-parody Leslie Nielsen exuding simian menace, Lee Grant at the peak of her gorgeous elegance, Witch-King Andrew Prine, and an irresistible alien cupcake played with giddy aplomb by the doe-eyed Tisha Sterling. And it was all produced by Bing Crosby's outfit, of all people.

In other words, it's absolute godhead.

Unlike all the endless War of the Worlds knockoffs, these Magonian films will insinuate themselves very quietly into your unconscious and stay there. After watching, my mind is given to strange flights of fancy, pondering on how the Signal seemed to reach more minds before the airwaves were crammed to capacity with electromagnetic junk. Or wondering if the entire cell network-- phones, iPads, you name it-- is all operated at a massive financial loss in order to intercept the Signal and keep us trapped in ape-mode forever. Crazy stuff like that.