Auf Wiedersehen, Miss American Pie

You might find some solace in the fact that a country with a partial electorate this gullible and people in positions of power this insane and/or manipulative…


…is going to get what it deserves. But the question came up regarding this prediction when I was discussing it the other night:

Travis Getty, “Here’s How the US Empire Will Devolve Into Fascism and Then Collapse — According to Science,” Raw Story, 7 December 2016:

[a Norwegian professor at the University of Hawaii and Transcend Peace University, Johan Galtung] predicted in his 2009 book, “The Fall of the American Empire — and then What?” that the U.S. was plagued by 15 internal contradictions that would end its global power by 2020, and Galtung warned that phase of the decline would usher in a period of reactionary fascism.

American fascism would spring from its capacity for global violence, a vision of exceptionalism, a belief in an inevitable and final war between good and evil, the cult of a strong state leading that battle, and a cult of the “strong leader.”

Galtung said all of those elements presented themselves during the Bush era, but he fears fascist tendencies could sharpen under Trump as those cultists lash out in disbelief at the loss of American power.

The sociologist identified unsustainable economic, social, military and political contradictions that would eventually topple the U.S. as a world power.

“What’s going to take its place?”

What indeed?



While a portion of this is nothing new, the point is I had not carried my thinking quite far enough. The point? There are people in government who don’t just want to cripple the federal government; they want to completely destroy it.

They want to set up Ted Cruz’s Dominionist/Seven Mountains kingdom, reflecting more Saudi Arabia than true Sharia Law, though certainly there are elements of legislating the bedroom that would fit with this nutty element’s intrusion upon what occurs between consenting adults. This while ignoring what occurs in the military between a non-consenting adult and a rapist. Since this works in the favor of multinationals who are waiting their turn to run the world, it continues and the loony tunes march toward inverted fascism and/or fascism seems inevitable. Imagine the Saudis controlling the Taliban and you get the idea with the difference being a Western spin with Jesus instead of Mohamed on the war banners.

This is because only a state–and then only a powerful one–could possibly present an obstacle to direct corporate control of the planet.

And that is largely because the intelligence community is just following orders. Nur nach Befehlen. Can you hear me now?

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NSA’s Millionaires

Reminding first of my seemingly hyperbolic declarative statements regarding a pair of agencies that have outgrown and outlived their usefulness:



This Salon article, an interview with NSA whistleblower Thomas Drake (who makes a seemingly hyperbolic declarative statement of his own; see the title of the article and the final paragraph) has Drake saying much the same thing I’ve been harping about here, specifically that people inside the IC have made a fortune going to work for private contractors and that in order to continue the cash cow have had to create the “boogeyman”.

You see, anyone is a potential ATM for these people. The greater the tensions, the more fear they create, the more suspicion, the more horses*** they can shovel into the security apparatus, the more they can bill and bilk the taxpayer. The mere fact that you almost never hear a conservative complain about tax waste of this kind is a pretty good indicator that they are full of it where true fiscal conservatism is concerned. (They actually cry, complain and otherwise raise hell if anyone even suggests that our obscenely bloated defense budget should be trimmed at all, and even accuse Obama of having cut it when in fact he just left it right where is was the year before. Check your Real Time reruns from the past six months). Given NSA’s preposterous expansion of domestic spying and archiving of Internet and other communication activities, it’s obvious that this is more cash cow. Take something someone said out of context and paint them a radical. Connect them through six degrees of separation and present them a “supporter of terrorism.” That’s what nearly all of this bulls*** is about.

The article speaks for itself where NSA is concerned. Want to see the same for CIA? See the link to Cryptome at right, “175 CIA Subcontractors.” Of course, it doesn’t end there. As you read through all of those Wall Street stock price inspired press releases for CIA contractors, you’ll notice some of them also work for other members of the IC, such as DHS (thinking specifically of the license plate recognition system…but there are others). If their work is so sensitive, why the press releases? Because it’s not about national security for all, it’s about financial security for a few. Those kinds of press releases are designed to introduce potential investors to a company, what it does, what it has done, and what it’s stock ticker is.

And then you have the most obvious source of security/intel bloat, WaPo’s Top Secret America expose.

And finally, the point that again explains how I got stuck in this mess, witnessing human experimentation in 1989 and 1990 and how my suspicions are that it was to be used to stir up trouble domestically for these same reasons (along with political gain). MK/ULTRA was real. So is NK/INTRA.

Dawn of the Hunter


“You see these fingers, dear hearts? These fingers has veins that run straight to the soul of man.” —Robert Mitchum as Rev. Harry Powell, Night of the Hunter, discussing H-A-T-E and L-O-V-E tattooed on his fingers.

I have decided that the “pure euphoria drug,” “love drug,” and the “frisky drug” are probably separate entities. At least two, maybe three. Definitely points where not all three conditions were present at the same time.

Additionally, I recall a study that indicated that sexual arousal did not have the same benefits as being in love. The latter works as a natural pain reducer, for example, while the former does not. This implies some different areas of the brain being involved in those two conditions. Would seem that well-being is separate as well (though these areas are probably all close together geographically as is, sorry but it’s true, the one for religious ecstasy).

And since I haven’t written this in a while, these things used on me might not have been drugs at all…might be some electronic method or methods, though the duration implies a decidedly neurochemical change. Might even be a pathogen of some kind. I don’t know about the latest in the effects of infra- and ultrasound either. Think about how music can affect our mood. That infrasound has been shown to cause effects even though it is outside the hearing range of humans could be one indicator. (The references to it that I have read have been a little sketchy, but I assume the basics are true about the exhaust-fan-in-a-lab-that-caused-nausea-through-unheard-vibrations since there are crowd control weapons operating on similar principle).

I have no way of knowing with so much secrecy involved and so many places to try to look for the answer. I only know that it’s the case for me, interference in my life in the most insisidous of ways: black ops. Slice it how you like, statistically, historically, whatever, it adds up to the same: this is not natural, not a huge seemingly unending string of coincidences, nor without precedent.

As written before, the manual on “slipping someone a Mickey,” or a Mickey Finn as they used to say, was written in the 1950s and has been published recently. There is a link at right to the book on Amazon.

The point though, it was the euphoria, the feeling of well-being, and the really, over-the-top, 20-on-a-10-scale, feeling of love * that got me through the initial portion of the destruction of everything I once knew as my life. My brain was tricked and therefore so was the rest of me (though some would argue that’s what we are: brains inside meat vehicles/generators).

(Side note: there certainly were moments, windows of exceptions. I was not any of those things 24/7, but sometimes it was a mere twenty minutes here or there that were the exception. As I stated, getting angry for me rarely lasts more than a few minutes at most. That is, what we refer to as “seeing red”, not the revenge/thirst for justice reflex which, good luck at this point shutting that down. I was that way before this started. The addition of “happy juice” only made the emotional contrast more stark).

An interesting thought occurred to me last night. Though I have danced around the idea, it’s been obvious for some time, to take it to its logical end I had not quite bothered to do.

Why not, instead of creating havoc, go the other way? Why not, instead of scaring people into compliance, “happy” them into it? You know, Kids in the Hall – Brain Candy us. (I know, we kind of do that with TV, dance clubs, fluffy pop culture, etc. but I mean drug us).

The feeling of well-being, when as overwhelming as it was for me, overcomes most bad news. The housing and job markets tanking? So what? I’m happy as a clam anyway! 401K shrinking? Ah, I’ll be just fine.

It just would seem to have been the path of least resistance. You could probably go ridiculous with the invasive surveillance stuff, create draconian laws, and still find no resistance to it at all.

Maybe. I did still write letters of protest, requested action and change. It was just that I largely did so tempered with humor. And I would say that I probably did more writing since I had an artificially strong positive attitude about it all. It wasn’t as if I went overly mellow and decided I didn’t need to do anything, just that it would all work out just fine.

So maybe that is the reason. At the same time, though, it prevented what might have been a violent response. (I really don’t think so, but then how can you know without going through exactly the same without recalling the lessons of first time around?) So, if—though I dispute this idea for many reasons—austerity is necessary, why not make folks a little happier about it?

I have to go with happy people don’t buy as much stuff to fill the void. If you are content, why buy the flashy newer car, the larger TV screen, the bigger house? The one you have is apparently not interfering with you happiness, so not broke/don’t fix.

(But the underlying problem with austerity and unhappiness is that it’s impossible to support the economy if people aren’t paid enough to buy the stuff being sold. This was one of the major lessons of the Great Depression. It was hilarious to me that my libertarian neighbor said that the problem was that people wanted too much stuff, not that they weren’t paid enough. While I would agree that we can do without a lot more than we think, his other economic policies—extreme capitalist—support a strong economy. Can’t have that without cash flow, can’t have cash flow without decent pay, and can’t apparently have decent pay without government interference. This comes in the shape of at least protecting the First Amendment rights of people to protest and negotiate labor. Because that pay gap, that has grown immensely since the tax brackets got shrunk during the Reagan administration, will only continue to grow otherwise, threatening anything from fascism to monarchy as corporations outgrow the government in power. Already the case, isn’t it?)

So, why not love? Because, sadly, it is apparently at odds with Wall Street and the military industrial complex. Happy folks don’t want (I assume, given absence of the cuddle-kill reflex) to bomb brown people to feel better or safer. They are content.

I’m not trying to make an argument for communism. I’d prefer some balanced form of capitalism. I don’t expect perfection. The whole capitalism bag is predicated on getting as much of someone’s money for as little investment as possible.

But things are so out of whack, so lopsided as to be farcical to state otherwise, that it could be the outcome. And I just don’t understand why capitalists don’t see that or don’t care.

* This despite being hammered by the lyrics “blow out that cherry bomb for me”, whatever that was supposed to mean. I said it before and I’ll say it again: some of this may have been a rorschach test, but it sure as f*** wasn’t mine. Massive and consistent failure on the parts of those tested. I diagnose the IC and JSOC with MPD, paranoid schizophrenia, delusions, delusions of grandeur, dementia, paranoid hallucinations, sociopathic greed, homicidal psychopathy, various personality disorders, and a general lack of empathy and common sense. That is my considered, studied, and well-founded opinion. While there are exceptions within, I’m sure, they tend to get run off, forced out, silenced.

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