I intend to write a 9-11 piece soon, but please give it a couple of days. Meanwhile, three quick-hit-style bits of news with comments:
I am seeing the above header-image question and parallel query – told by who? – more and more. Now, a thought experiment. Can you imagine any other President saying something like this at a press conference? Trump? Heck no. Barackus? No. Bush Older or Younger, Clinton, even Reagan as he started down his sad Alzheimer’s road… nope nope nope. Can you imagine the press corps, in days before the open partisan polarization, letting something like that slide? H*ll no. But they do now. There is a reason I call them the enemedia, having taken the term from Pamela Geller.
On my old blog I coined Rules 1 and 2, and while at Liberty’s Torch added Rule 3:
Rule 1: It doesn’t matter what’s true, it’s what you can get people to believe.
Rule 2: If you control the information flow, you control what people believe.
Rule 3: If your information manipulates emotions to make people believe they are good, smarter, and better for believing what you want, no facts or logic will undo those beliefs.
(Rule 3 is a little cumbersome – still trying to make it more succinct.)
I remember growing up and watching “the most trusted man in America”, Walter Cronkite, nightly… and his trademark line “And that’s the way it is”. Except… it wasn’t. It was the way the globalists wanted us to think it was. For example, the Tet offensive was, militarily, a massive loss for the Communists… but thanks to spin and Cronkite using his position of trust to opine that the war was irrevocably lost, we chose to lose. The Viet Cong were near their end, and Cronkite saved them and helped them win. Not for nothing do the Vietnamese have a museum exhibit praising the American media.
As Professor Glenn Reynolds of Instapundit now says, “Think of them as Democrat propagandists with bylines and you won’t be far from wrong”. Yet despite the open tongue-bathing the media gives Democrats, people still won’t acknowledge they’re being lied to.
Related to the above, and reprising my piece A Curious Incuriosity; I was talking with a Canadian who fled her native Canada to take refuge elsewhere, and she related how even red-pilled people cannot get past certain ideological roadblocks. I, too, have noticed this.
Note that I have the humility to acknowledge that I may be wrong, and am careful to attempt to check/cross-check my information and conclusions. If I am not sure of something – whether in person or here – I attempt to caveat my information. I always want to be where Truth is, or at least truth within the finite limits of human existence.
(Link to AZQUOTES per their policy.)
But I, too, have noted this whether talking about the actual complexities of (cue dramatic reverb) gloooooobal waaaaarming, or the dangers of the Covid Jab, or other topics – again, always open to the possibility that the person with whom I’m talking might know something I don’t. But in conversations, no matter how small the baby steps of conversation go, no matter that every step until the last one they’re nodding their heads and agreeing with me, when it comes to The Final Step – the dawning of Holy sh*t I’ve been bamboozled! – they reject it utterly.
“One of the saddest lessons of history is this: If we’ve been bamboozled long enough, we tend to reject any evidence of the bamboozle. We’re no longer interested in finding out the truth. The bamboozle has captured us. It’s simply too painful to acknowledge, even to ourselves, that we’ve been taken. Once you give a charlatan power over you, you almost never get it back.”
― Carl Sagan, The Demon-Haunted World: Science as a Candle in the Dark
It reminds me of this Yiddish tale (from memory):
A boy hated kreplach and would not touch them. The mother, desperate, asked the Rabbi for advice and he recommended making them from scratch in front of him, explaining each step so that there was no mystery to the ingredients or how they were made. So she did.
She cut up the vegetables, having him acknowledge that everything there were all things he’s already been eating. The boy nodded and smiled, watching intently. She minced the meat and blended the vegetables in. He nodded and smiled. She mixed the flour and water and salt and eggs, kneading and then rolling the dough. The boy watched, fascinated. She cut the pieces of dough, put a spoonful of filling in the center of a dough square. The boy nodded. She folded over one corner. Fine. Two corners. Fine. The third corner. Fine. Upon the fourth and final corner the boy let out a sad sigh:
Minds can be awoken and that’s good, but I believe that we can only add to the number on our side, not avert the arrival of the IMHO inevitable Spicy Time.
Very coincidentally I watched Reagan’s famous speech recently:
In it there was a line that resonated, particularly considering events in Afghanistan amongst a legion of other actions by President Potato – let alone (two very graphic videos at the link – not for the squeamish!) what’s being done there now that we’re gone. That line, from Alexander Hamilton:
“A nation which can prefer disgrace to danger is prepared for a master, and deserves one.”
― Alexander Hamilton
We live in a world today when babies can be drawn and quartered inside the mother, and this is called “choice” – as though the choice wasn’t already made when the legs were chosen to be spread (never mind “ethicists” saying that even birth makes no difference). Where college kids film each other in s*x orgies and sell the footage to be posted on the internet (never mind people filming & posting themselves in such acts just because brave and edgy). We live in a world of double standards, where if a black man who committed a strong-armed robbery is legitimately shot by the police officer whose gun the thug attempted to steal, people riot – but if a white couple is horrifically murdered, it’s crickets. Our media “watchdogs”, never mind our officials, openly lie to us. Children are sterilized and surgically mutilated to “transition” them. National borders are erased, our history is torn down and its hard-won lessons forgotten, words twisted to mean their opposite… the list goes on and staggeringly on.
“War is peace. Freedom is slavery. Ignorance is strength.” And good is called evil, and evil good.
How will future generations wonder at our madness? If there even are future generations for the most of us given the genocidal ambitions of the Globalists.