Monthly Archives: January 2013

One more “long-shot coincidence”: Sandy Hook, Dark Knight Rises

One more “long-shot coincidence”: Sandy Hook, Dark Knight Rises

by Jon Rappoport

January 8, 2012

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The murders at the premier of the The Dark Night Rises, in Colorado, and the massacre at the Sandy Hook Elementary School in Newtown, Connecticut, have yet another bizarre connection.

First of all, in the film, The Dark Knight Rises, which premiered last summer in Aurora, where a killer(s) took the lives of 12 theater goers, wounding 58 others, there is a moment at one-hour, fifty-eight minutes. A startling moment in the Batman movie. Commissioner Gordon is talking about thwarting an imminent attack on “Strike Zone One.”

At that moment, he points to the only legible words on a map lying on a table in front of him. The words are: SANDY HOOK. The scene of the massacre last month at a Connecticut elementary school. The other recent massacre.

And now, by way of an article at BeforeItsNews.com, we have a new tie-in. The unlisted author of that article cites a story from a newspaper in Connecticut, The Stamford Advocate. Dated April 7, 2012, it has so far flown under the radar. It reports a death in an automobile accident, on the Merritt Parkway. The victim was Scott Getzinger.

Mr. Getzinger was the property master on The Dark Knight Rises. As such, there is a chance he, in fact, selected that map with the words SANDY HOOK printed on it. The property master is responsible for all props used in a film.

The Stamford Advocate story mentions that Getzinger’s injuries were, at first, called non-life threatening by the police. But then he died.

The last fact of the story is stunning, to say the least. Mr. Getzinger was a resident of…Newtown, Connecticut.

As I and others have pointed out previously, the production designer of The Dark Knight Rises, Nathan Crowley, is related to the infamous black-magic British legend, Aleister Crowley, sometimes called The Great Beast 666. Aleister was Nathan’s grandfather’s cousin.

Then we have the fact that Suzanne Collins, author of The Hunger Games, a novel in which 23 children are ritually sacrificed in combat by the dystopian state, also lives in Sandy Hook/Newtown.

Jon Rappoport

The author of an explosive collection, THE MATRIX REVEALED, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free emails at www.nomorefakenews.com

After Sandy Hook: how psychiatrists will become policemen

After Sandy Hook: how psychiatrists will become policemen

by Jon Rappoport

January 6, 2013

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Obama, in the wake of the Sandy Hook massacre, stated that mental-health services must be made more available, presumably to stave off future killers.

Of course, this is monstrously wrong, since so many killers have acted under the compelling influence of SSRI antidepressants and other brain meds. The drugs are known to induce violence.

More mental health means more murders.

Now we hear that Joe Biden’s presidential task force on gun control is meeting with psychiatrists (backup link on infowars.com here). Here is what they’re discussing:

Databases. They want to tighten background checks on people who buy guns, and the checks could include discovering whether applicants have ever been under psychiatric care, and if so, what diagnosis(es) was made.

In order to do that, there will have to be a comprehensive database and a tracking system that extends into, and from, every psychiatrist’s front desk. Law-enforcement will have access to that database.

What happened to doctor-patient confidentiality? It’s possible this issue can be skirted merely by affirming that a gun-applicant has seen a psychiatrist at some point in time—which fact could exclude him from purchasing a weapon.

Organized psychiatry would, of course welcome a comprehensive database of Americans who have obtained psychiatric care. It makes their profession seem even more official than it already is. And it imparts a tinge of USSR-like power.

The implication: “We know who you are. We know you’ve been under the care of a psychiatrist. Wherever you live and work, we can call you crazy if we want to.”

This always was part of the psychiatric agenda, behind the smooth facade of “offering help to those in need.”

The American Psychiatric Association (APA) is also sensitive to the fact that many Americans would never walk into a shrink’s office if they thought that would hinder their chance of owning a gun. (Note: for the “Dec 20, 2012 APA Letter to Congress Regarding the Massacre in Newtown, CT”, click here)

But weighing the pros and cons, the advantage is on the side of linking gun-ownership-refusal with psychiatric-treatment history. That makes the APA more powerful. It brings them closer in concert with law-enforcement.

It essentially makes the APA and all its doctors into cops right along side local police forces, state police, the FBI, the ATF, DHS, and the US Marshals Service.

Who could resist that promotion?

Of course, in any case involving a murderer, where it’s suspected that a psychiatric drug induced the violence, unearthing that possibility would be cut off at the pass. The sordid facts would be protected/buried by the full force of the federal government. Another perk.

Local mental-health clinics (drug dispensaries) would bloom like weeds. After all, how are you going to prevent violence unless you corral millions more Americans and put them in front of a shrink or a suitable surrogate for “pre-screening?” It’s The Minority Report come to life.

This system eventually burgeons into a full national program to cut violent crime through prevention. And who will be in charge of making delicate judgments about the likelihood that any person will commit murder? The psychiatrists, naturally. More power for them.

This goes beyond deciding whether a resident of the US can own a gun. It invades any aspect of a person’s life to assess his “mental predisposition.” That’s precisely the kind of infrastructure that would come into being.

Don’t imagine for a moment that psychiatrists actually have the ability to make scientific calls on these questions. Their entire pantheon of 297 official mental disorders is such a pathetic fraud that not one physical test exists to make a diagnosis.

No blood test, no urine test, no saliva test, no brain scan, no genetic test.

But that’s never stopped them before, and it wouldn’t stop them in the new Psychiatric Police State. They’d keep winging it, and they’d realize they have to err on the side of caution, to avoid getting caught with their pants down, when a killer is found to have received “clearance” from a psychiatrist to own a gun or walk around unsupervised.

Therefore, many more Americans would be marked down for “special tracking” and mandatory 72-hour holds in mental lockups.

While in such custody, the strategy would be to load up the patient with as many drugs as possible, to render him docile after release.

Is this entire nightmare scheduled to happen this year? Of course not. But gradual steps eventually add up to a fully boiled frog.

The Matrix Revealed

In the world of brain research, the principal push is toward creating the conditioned human. Behind the mask of curing disease, that’s the real agenda. And it ties in quite nicely with a culture in which every human is looked upon as a potential threat to life and limb of his fellow humans.

The shrinks will say they care. They’ll say they only want what’s best for you. They’ll say these mental disorders only need the right drugs to keep them under control. They’ll say we’re all in this together. They’ll say their diagnosis-treatment is the most humane program ever devised in the history of the planet. They’ll say it’s all about greatest good for the greatest number. They’ll say whatever they need to.

Biden and Obama are trying to make a definitive move to take away guns. But for the psychiatrists, this is a trial balloon. Inside the profession, there will be debates about whether linking gun ownership to psychiatric history is a plus or a minus for shrinks.

Will it enhance or injure their reputation and standing? What about doctor-patient confidentiality?

But the first steps are being contemplated. The issue is on the table.

In the “old psychiatry,” before smooth PR and modern marketing really took over, doctors were far more ready to make predictions about the future political ramifications of their work. Absolute madmen like Dr. Jose Delgado and Dr. Ewen Cameron went public with the idea that no human being has an inherent right to his own personality.

The true role of psychiatry, they asserted, was to re-invent human character, personality, behavior, and thought, from the ground up.

Well, decades later, with psychiatry and pharmaceutical companies tied to the hip as one juggernaut, and with marketing departments modulating their pronouncements to fit these times, a redux- prospect is emerging.

Psychiatry can pick up its old political and social banners again. It can enter into an even closer embrace with big government. It can announce that violence can be substantially curbed through an expansion of mental-health services. It can frame this program as both a humane necessity and a leap ahead into “a better world for all of us.”

It can begin, cautiously, at first, to bring back the utopian promises.

“We have the science. Our understanding of the brain is expanding every day. We’re literally seeing why and how conflict arises between people, and we’re seeing it in the folds and channels of that wondrous brain. And we can do something about it. We’re on the cusp of a new dawn…”

Yes, the psychiatric police are ready to take the next step.

“…in the disputes between the East and West concerning the Russian opponents of the Soviet regime… [m]any dissidents went to lunatic asylums and were treated as mentally sick. Western doctors and the press accused Soviet doctors of being blind instruments of the regime and of having broken the solemn oath of their calling. The Russian doctors thought the West had gone mad in reproaching their behavior. For them, anyone who opposed such an efficient police power must be mentally disturbed. In their view, only those who had what Seneca called Libido morienti (the death wish) would dare to provoke the State. The Russian doctors were convinced that they were undertaking a humanitarian mission by placing the opponents of the regime in asylums and thereby reducing their aggression–the only hope for their survival. To reduce the outstanding to mediocrity was always a medical and human duty in a state where mediocrity had the better chance of survival.” — “Man: The Fallen Ape” by Branko Bokun

Meanwhile, behind certain closed doors: “Gentlemen, it’s interesting, isn’t it, how so many killings over the last twenty years have been committed by people under the influence of our drugs. And yet, we use the murders to prove how people need more of these same drugs. Sales skyrocket. And now we can become plainclothes cops with more ultimate power than any cops in history…”

Jon Rappoport

The author of an explosive collection, THE MATRIX REVEALED, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free emails at www.nomorefakenews.com

Three paranormal experiences

Three paranormal experiences

by Jon Rappoport

January 5, 2013

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A healer of enormous capability, Hadidjah Lamas, worked with me in the 1970s, in Los Angeles.

Once, during a session, while I was lying on the table, something happened I was completely unprepared for. I saw, quite clearly, a dark metal mask sitting a foot or so above me in the air. It began to spin, and then it moved across the space of the room, sped up, and exited.

A few moments later, my space was flooded with blue and gold particles. They effervesced for several minutes. When I stood up, I felt as if I’d just taken a two-week vacation in the South Pacific.

As a painter, I had several interesting experiences in the mid-1990s, while I was working in my studio in Santa Monica. One day, I painted improvised black shapes on large pieces of cardboard. When I was done, I leaned the pictures against the far wall, lay down on my bed, and looked at them for several minutes.

I imagined the shapes were letters or words in a language. All of a sudden, the shapes transmitted something. For a few seconds, what was coming at me was more than I was imagining, as if a gate had opened.

The language of the shapes wasn’t in words, as we understand words. It was all motion and sensation. I understood it perfectly. It was about the exhilaration of flying, and the feelings were ecstatic, but this particular range of ecstasy was entirely new to me. It was as if the new language was expressing a higher cloud-layer of emotions, a whole series of them, from a space we could all reach, if we put aside our ordinary preconceptions.

I was so moved by this, I embarked on a 15-year period of painting what I called forgotten or imagined languages.

These glimpses and sudden revelations are indicative of what lies outside the boundaries of our culturally indoctrinated perception.

A baby learning to speak his native language cannot be explained in any normal systematic way. It isn’t a series of steps smoothly taken. It isn’t done through a graduated lesson plan. Every day, the baby makes leaps and experiences wholesale revelation.

When an actor takes on a role in a play, likewise there is no way to chart his progress in getting into character. There are key jumps of comprehension that exceed explanation.

Finding a new and genuine solution to a problem can’t be mapped out. There is always that jump into the answer. A rigid cause-and-effect chain fails to describe the process. And to assume the brain is originating breakthroughs is speculative and unsupported pseudoscience.

To use the word “paranormal” is really to talk about magic. And on this planet, there is a taboo about that. It cuts deep. The taboo implies that the act of doing real magic exceeds what is permitted to human beings.

And to explore magic or actually DO it, or even notice it when others do it, is shameful and should be accompanied by massive guilt.

Because, as the story goes, God doesn’t want humans to have too much power. What better tale to illustrate that than The Fall. The Eden myth. There in the Garden, Eve succumbed to persuasion, and she and Adam ate the forbidden fruit. Bang. Retribution, suffering, shame, guilt, excommunication.

The Roman Church (empire through mind control) capitalized on that story, dressed it up, and sold it over and over.

This is one reason why, on Earth, people who make magic fail to see it themselves, and those who would otherwise observe the magic also fail to notice it. Taboo.

If you dispassionately read the Old Testament, you could infer that the God described was, in fact, a kind of magician who decided that he wanted a territory of his own where the only magic allowed would be his.

What he was after was control of the paranormal. Exclusive ownership. So he did everything he could to “cast a blanket or a field over the planet” that would exclude others from doing what he could do.

It could then follow that a relatively few humans on Earth, somehow managing to make magic on their own, would ironically be blind to it. And people seeing it happen (objects spontaneously disappearing, other objects appearing, etc.) would likewise see nothing.

From this state of affairs, you get the blind leading the blind.

As a painter, I have thought that, walking through a museum, I’m seeing magic displayed on the paintings on the walls. Why shouldn’t these works be seen as just as real as the walls and the floors and and ceilings and spaces of the museum rooms?

Many years ago, I was sitting in a theater watching a swashbuckling sword-swinging costume drama starring Elizabeth Taylor and Stewart Granger. In one scene, they were sitting close to each other, deep in conversation.

For some reason, I decided to suspend the idea I was watching a movie. Instead, I concentrated on Taylor and Granger talking to each other. A minute or two passed.

Suddenly, I was in a new space.

These fully dressed characters receded. I was watching two people talk. It was quite startling.

This wasn’t an intellectual experience. I had blown through the “space of the movie” and I was THERE, and I was seeing directly into the two people up on the screen. They were unmasked. I had let myself into the space behind the space.

There was no movie, no artifice, no story, no background, no acting. All that was gone. I remember a thought drifting through my mind:

IS THIS LEGAL?

Taboo.

I was in a kind of space I had never known existed. I was no longer “keeping a distance.”

I was, so to speak, in the room with these two people, and I was watching them talk to each other. The utter immediacy of it was shocking. There was no acting at all. That was gone.

But it was a movie, wasn’t it? Apparently, only on one level was it a movie. That is how we conveniently see it. On another far more compelling level, it was a doorway into reality-plus.

The Matrix Revealed

We hear all sorts of technology talk about how movie makers are going to erase distance and immerse people in their films, to give them a living experience. Well, I can testify there is a much shorter route to that goal. The thing is, it destroys old taboos.

Because we have the capability to be in any space we want to be in, whenever we want to be in it. And when we get there, we experience, first-hand, how we’ve crossed the threshold between manufactured consent and ecstatic, unique, individual perception.

Was what I encountered when I penetrated the fourth wall of the theater what everyone would encounter? Or was the movie, the illusion a gateway into many possible deeper spaces?

That would be a question to discuss when we went there and came back.

I fully understand that people could call these three paranormal experiences nothing more than imagination. And if that’s the “worst-case scenario?” That’s saying imagination creates reality. Which puts us in paranormal territory of unbounded dimensions.

Jon Rappoport

The author of an explosive collection, THE MATRIX REVEALED, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free emails at www.nomorefakenews.com

Ready? Let’s pretend Collectivism doesn’t exist

Ready? Let’s all pretend Collectivism doesn’t exist

by Jon Rappoport

January 5, 2013

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Let’s all get together and pretend Collectivism doesn’t exist, it’s an outmoded idea, and only the USSR ever took it seriously.

Actually, denying the reality of Collectivism is already a powerful collectivist movement in America. It has been for some time.

There is a good reason for this. The word collectivism has hideous connotations. It suggests that political power, at the top of the food chain, intends to hold down people who can make a living on their own.

It suggests that these entrepreneurs, especially if they can garner significant profits from their efforts, are evil and selfish. They are intentionally screwing over “the less fortunate.”

It’s all right for a majority of Congress and even the president to believe these hideous things, along with the three or four quadrillion people who hold down civil service government jobs, but they can’t say it.

Well, with Obama, we have to amend that. Our leaders can say these things now. They can say that everybody has to feed from a common trough. They can say that any neighborhood in America where most of the residents have savings accounts is a criminal enterprise, and should face RICO prosecution, unless it “alters its unbalanced population demographic.”

They can say that unless everyone is free and happy and taken care of, no one should be free. (Except actors and politicians.)

So they’re letting the cat out of the bag, and that’s why we need more of us to step up to the plate and declare that Collectivism in America doesn’t exist. To provide cover for our leaders.

We all want to help this massive denial persist, don’t we?

But here’s the downside and the threat. We have millions of young people coming up through schools programmed with sugar-plum idealism on behalf of “save everybody all the time everywhere in all cases for Mama Gaia.”

Those kids are formidable. They’re in lock step like any good rank and file. With just a little push, they’d all gather in Times Square at high noon and sing the Internationale.

We have to get them to mouth a whole different set of platitudes, to give themselves and us the aforementioned cover.

Then, when everything’s ready, and our glorious leaders sense the moment has arrived, we can all step out into full view and declare we are one with Marx and Lenin.

I mean, we are, right?

Isn’t this what we want?

I foresee the day when all the 24/7 surveillance of the American people will be used to assess and cap assets. They’ll cook up a sweet algorithm for it. X3s/5drt+32sv**-cfq equals: you have too much, give the excess to the government for redistribution.

The kindness and the humanity of it makes me weep.

Yesterday, I wrote an article titled, “Matrix governments pretend to be real in the fantasy called democracy.” I asserted, among other things, that all these share-and-care government programs are fakes. It’s all about the contracts let out to corporations to create utopia.

The contracts are awarded, but money leaks out of them, on purpose, like a sieve. Millions and billions of bucks disappear down into holes, laundry trucks arrive, load up cash, and start washing it.

I said many ungrateful things in that article.

Today, I have come to my senses. Mea mea culpa.

I’m sitting here with a whip flagellating myself on the back (which is a good trick, while typing). Later this afternoon, I plan to visit a pond filled with garbage and mud and sink myself up to my neck in it.

Then, starting tomorrow, I’ll enroll in a self-humiliation seminar, and pay my dues. Yes, I’ve had a real revelation.

I’m turning in my tank and my howitzer to the local police. They need these weapons, I don’t.

I’m air-mailing my 6000 dairy cows to Ted Turner. He has room for them on his 2,000,000 acres. By the way, Ted’s land is just a cover story for him. He can pretend to be awfully rich while, behind the scenes, he works to bring down the 400 people who’ve seen Atlas Shrugs, Part 2.. Ted’s with us. He wants to destroy the present money system and start over, allotting $3,000 to every man, woman, and child in America, so we can be free.

He has CNN rewriting MLK’s famous speech, so it now reads: “judged by the color of their skin, not by the content of their character.”

See, the more black people can be demeaned and cast in the light of absolute helplessness, the easier it is to present the American people with a lowest, lowest common denominator…a bottom class by which our progress as a nation can be measured.

It’s cruel, but sometimes scapegoating is necessary in the service of the Cause. Am I going too fast for you?

The underclass has to be pushed further and further down, so the government can point to it as a wretched failure and justify crashing the whole system and everybody in it, in order to institute absolute equality for all.

By the time those who are perceived to be the most unfortunate among us are rehabilitated, we’ll look around and notice that we’re all residents of a Christ-like police state.

For the common good.

Jesse and Al are definitely on board with the program. They’ve been doing this kind of shuffle-hustle for decades. They’re the pros. When it comes to making “their own people” look bad, they’re without peer.

There’s a rumor going around that Jesse wants EBT food-stamp cards to be the new money. Maybe even the global oil reserve currency.

Anyway, here’s the thing about Collectivism. It’s basically a movement to wipe out the very idea of the individual. The human of the future will only be visible as a member of a group. Otherwise, no one will see him, except to report him to Homeland Security.

Eventually, all singular nouns and pronouns will be scrubbed from the English language. On Thanksgiving, people will say, “Pass the turkeys.”

You’ll be standing alone on a street corner and a guy you know will come up to you and say, “How are you folks today?”

Obviously, this will be a wonderful improvement. But in the meantime, we have to keep promoting individuals, like athletes and movie stars, to hide the fact that, soon, we’re going to spring the trap and eliminate all unique references, all singularities, and all individuals.

Remember that.

Ridicule is the best weapon to use against those who claim we’re all living in a collectivist state right now. “Typical white male” is a good insult to shoot at somebody if you’re white. It suggests a fine degree of insight on your part.

If you’re going after a black person who’s defending individuality and freedom, you’ve got the old standby, Uncle Tom. You can also say he’s betraying his own people, his own race. Not only does it cut deep, it also suggests that black people aren’t capable of being free individuals. This is good because, again, it bolsters the idea of an intransigent, oppressed, and completely helpless underclass.

And to lift up that underclass will require the establishing of universal Collectivism. But of course you omit that part.

This might be a good time to spell out our rights under a collectivist state. The principal right is experiencing the warm feeling from knowing that we’re all in this together. It trumps everything.

Now some people might say this isn’t really a right, but they’re adhering to the classical definition of what a right is. That is exactly what we have to wipe out.

A right isn’t a right. It’s a higher degree of consciousness and a feeling. Make sure you understand that.

For example, in being willing to give up your assets, earnings, and property to the state, you’re feeling honor. And love. Especially love. And after all, that’s a Christian virtue. Not the throwing-the-money-changers-out-of-the-temple kind of love. The homogenized, melted-down, undifferentiated, jelly love.

The glazed-donut love that seeks nothing for itself.

The Matrix Revealed

Here’s how it works. You look out at the world and you see that, in some country you know nothing about, there are a lot of people starving and dying. You insist they be saved. You insist that, in order to save them, we have to revolutionize the entire political, economic, and social system of the planet. That’s real love. And it helps bring the world closer to being one collectivist glob of cheese.

The underlying right of all people is: to melt down in love.

Karl Marx was simply Jesus with a plan.

Here’s one more thing we need to wipe out. The old idea of will power. Ban it wherever possible. Make it a speech crime and a thought crime. Replace it with: waiting for the universe to implement the next step of its plan for the future.

This puts everybody into a passive holding pattern. Easier then to run them over with the collectivist juggernaut.

Our leaders are ready. They have the wisdom to distribute all goods and services from Central Planning. They have the discernment to take from us what should be given to others. They just need to know enough of us are on board. Until that day, we give them cover.

We firmly assert that Collectivism doesn’t exist. It’s a fiction. A fairy tale. A ruse. A paranoid delusion requiring treatment. The people who believe Collectivism is here are rigid and warped. They are cut off from being able to love.

And they are. We are the only ones who can really love. That’s why the future is ours.

Collectivism? Never heard of it.

Deny it, deny it, deny it, until all of a sudden…zap ZAP, and the trap is sprung. And then we’re all in it together, where we’ve really always been, except now we have the laws and the leaders and the plan and the personnel and the guns and the bullets to officially make it so.

On that day, we’ll stand on the peak of the mountain and raise a new flag and all will be well, all will be tranquil, and the seas will part and a man wearing desert robes emblazoned with a red Chinese star and a Star of David and a Hammer and Sickle and a photoshopped picture of Thomas Jefferson embracing David Rockefeller will come striding toward us…and angels and cherubs will dance around his head, and squadrons of mosquito drones will glow in his energy field, and synthetic electromagnetic love will pour out of his every cell, and holographic ads for Goldman Sachs and Morgan Chase and Citi will light up the sky, and we will fall to our knees and submit.

That’s the money shot.

Hang in, we’re almost there.

Jon Rappoport

The author of an explosive collection, THE MATRIX REVEALED, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free emails at www.nomorefakenews.com

Matrix governments pretend to be real

Matrix governments pretend to be real in the fantasy called democracy

By Jon Rappoport

January 4, 2012

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In the Matrix, cover stories are everything. There are layers of them.

When it comes to so-called democratic governments, the lies and legends and fairy tales and half-truths and limited hangouts are nearly endless.

Imagine a bank robber posing as a hundred different people, with a history for each identity. Every identity’s story is a limited hangout, a partial exposure of who he really is…you get some truth about his mistakes, his problems, his struggles, his hopes and dreams, but the one thing you don’t get is the naked details of his bank robberies.

Intro: Robert Stuart, a US software developer, has been charged with a felony. He sold software to a firm outside the country, who used it to promote and facilitate online gambling. All legal. No problem.

But US authorities claim the software was then grabbed and deployed by American business people, who, without permission, used it to enable illegal online betting within these shores. Hence, charges have been filed against…Stuart!

Absurd on the face of it, so far.

“I grew tomatoes in California, sold them to a French wholesaler, but three guys in New Jersey somehow got hold of a few of the tomatoes, threw them in the face of an Atlantic City housewife—so I’m charged with assault.”

However, all this makes perfect sense, if you realize the government is incensed because they’re not getting a piece of the gambling action. And they have to punish somebody, anybody for that. It’s the money.

The money. Okay?

In the year 2000, I went to Nevada, the casino state, to testify at a sub-sub-committee hearing on harmful children’s meds.

My testimony was cut short by a legislator, when I began doing a stand-up routine on the packaging of a cortisone drug that looked like a Disney cartoon.

The representative objected when I mentioned Pfizer. She said, in the interest of full disclosure (as if that were possible), that she owned stock in Pfizer, but I was out of bounds in my excoriation of the company in front of a government committee.

I laughed.

I went on, that afternoon, to testify at another, larger hearing that was looking into school safety, in the wake of the Columbine shootings.

As I sat in the room, waiting for the proceedings to begin, the attorney general of the state of Nevada, Frankie Sue Del Papa (a glorious name I still repeat to myself because it should be a mantra of some kind), made her entrance.

Immediately, she was surrounded by fawning committee members, because, in that state with a permanent population of perhaps 600, she was a star.

Iron filings to a magnet. With a look on her face that bordered on holy awe, Frankie Sue, in turn, told a story about Bill Clinton visiting Vegas, and I couldn’t catch the punch line, but everybody laughed, as if Bill had unzipped his pants in the AG’s office just to prove he didn’t care what anybody said.

I thought to myself, this is what political force really looks like: lessers clinging to greaters. Forget separation of powers.

Lesser government money clings to greater government money. Lesser money runs up to greater money and embraces it.

The money is passed around like drug profits, which it sometimes is. The money flows like honey.

Government smells like money up close.

That’s why officials don’t care a whit about Constitutional limits. Those restrictions are a joke to them. They know where their real power comes from.

When, on September 10, 2001, Don Rumsfeld, king of his own court, announced to the press that $2.3 trillion dollars of the Pentagon budget was unaccounted for, he was calm. He didn’t make a big deal out of it because he, like every pol from the small-town health inspector to the president of the United States, understands that missing money is a cardinal government operation.

Whether it’s CIA heroin cash from the Golden Triangle or black-budget billions that vanish down into concealed projects, it keeps things moving, if by things we mean massive bribes and payoffs, keep-your-mouth-shut hush cash, secret corporate accounts, bank solvency, advanced mind-control research, and anything else that relies on liquid assets.

The press paid scant attention when even Bernie Sanders, whose unshakable socialist principles were insulted, announced that the real US government bailout was hovering somewhere around $16 trillion.

That’s a figure that should have knocked people off their chairs. But it was just another number in the wind.

Big government dispenses big $$ that crosses all lines and floats all boats.

You’ve got foreign oil or drugs or copper or uranium or fertile ag land or cheap labor? The imperial USA government-corporation (and other big government-corporations) wants as much of it as it can get its hands on. And it will bribe you for it.

The federal government is a private bank and a sieve and a Santa Claus and a gangster. Constitution? Never heard of it.

Back in the early part of the 20th century, when the Carnegie Foundation decided that, other than war, the best way to change (destroy) a society was through education, and when the 1910 Flexner report, funded by Carnegie and Rockefeller, determined that pharmaceutical medicine should be the mandatory wave of the future, the federal government was standing by to back up those proposals with licensing boards and courts and guns, if necessary.

Trying to determine whose money then went where and to whom would have been like trying to decipher Finnegan’s Wake. Good luck. Payoff cash went flying in all directions to make public education and medical drugs into gov-corp empires.

When in 1913, the illegal Federal Reserve was created, untold amounts of $$ were passed to the officials who permitted it to happen.

Insiders didn’t think of this money as bizarre payoffs. Just business the way business is run.

Finance all sides of a war? It’s an investment with assured dividends. The people behind the NY Times and the Washington Post would take a piece of that action in a minute, if they knew the right guy to talk to. And of course, they do know. It’s not a direct outlay of cash to a strutting general. It doesn’t need to be. Money buys corporate and banking stocks, and those companies own other companies who make and sell weapons to everybody whose breath can show up on a mirror.

In other words, welcome to entangling alliances. The people who call isolationists racists and cave men don’t want to think about these matters.

But since the birth of the Republic, America has been undermined by criminals in high places, who have been dedicated to doing international business and all it entails.

As night follows day, this has meant imperial empire. Refraining from empire-building has been labeled “refusing to help those in need.”

That’s one major thread of the money game. The cover story is “aid to the less fortunate.” The real op is “find money wherever you can and use it to steal everything you can.”

In order to realize Obama’s program of elevating the poor and punishing the rich (which is just a con on both ends), massive federal contracts will be let out, because that’s the main action. That’s what the humanitarian messianic program really is.

Those contracts will leak cash like a rowboat battered by machine guns. They’re supposed to. Its federal-corporate biz.

It has nothing to do with executive, legislative, and judicial branches checking each other. That went out with the water wheel and the steam engine.

Whether some woman on a street corner is exulting in her Obama cell phone or some banker is hiding billions offshore, it’s hands in the till.

God bless America? Battle Hymn of the Republic? By the dawn’s early light? No, I’m afraid not.

Domestically, overseas, it’s money, money, where’s my friggin’ money?

The Matrix Revealed

Wal-Mart is taking heat for paying bribes to Mexican officials. Wal-Mart pieced off some of the right people, but it stupidly forgot a few others in Washington, and now it has to do a mea culpa and put its people through training programs in ethics, a let’s-pretend exercise.

Glaxo paid out a $3 billion fine for shady marketing of its drugs. That was just a drop in the bucket, given its profits on those drugs. And it was also a cost-of-doing-business payoff to the federal government.

Money, money, where’s my friggin’ money?

The so-called fiscal cliff? Translation: Sometimes the payoffs and the theft expand to enormous proportions, that’s all. And if the US government can maintain the dollar as the reserve currency of the planet, it can print new money for a long time to come.

Making sure the dollar remains the reserve currency? That takes more payoffs to the right people. Passed across the global table in newly printed invented bucks.

The real enduring question of modern democratic government is, who do we need to pay and how much?

Corollary: if they’re too stupid to take the $$, do we have the available military equipment and personnel to make our point?

Mossadegh, Arbenz, Lumumba, Trujillo, Diem, Goulart, Nkrumah, Allende, the Shah, Saddam Hussein, the Taliban, Gaddafi, Mubarak, Assad a) wanted too much money or b) wouldn’t take a bribe at all or c) wouldn’t give enough from their side.

Therefore, boom. They were attacked, shelved, killed.

Payoffs are serious biz. When the government-corporate monarchy comes calling and offers you $$, turning thumbs down can get you in deep trouble.

As they’re lowering your body in the grave, the payoff bagmen will shake their heads and mutter, “What was wrong with that guy?

What else in this world could he want, if not bucks?”

Jon Rappoport

The author of an explosive collection, THE MATRIX REVEALED, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free emails at www.nomorefakenews.com

NY Times: trashing the Constitution for fun and profit

NY Times: trashing the Constitution for fun and profit

by Jon Rappoport

January 3, 2013

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re: NY Times op-ed, “Let’s Give Up on the Constitution,” December 30, by Louis Michael Seidman

It doesn’t surprise me that the NY Times has decided the Constitution is merely a reference document now. The paper’s loyal readership, what’s left of it, lives huddled on the upper east side of New York, behind their hundred-million-dollar front doors, where wealth must be protected through any and all means.

The Constitution might impede that. Much better to have a central government that knows what its business and obligations really are: guarding the fortunes of the rich.

The Times editorial, of course, doesn’t say that. It merely leaves the founding document to wave in the breeze, its every pronouncement up for grabs.

The editorial is a test run to gauge the reaction.

Cutting the ropes that tether the Constitution to the government and the people isn’t a call for new energized dialogue on our common foundations. Things don’t work that way. Instead, what you get is naked fascism; the stronger force wins all arguments.

History, if paid attention to, would teach us that. But history isn’t on the minds of the powers behind the Times. They, like every other special-interest group in America, want guarantees. Wherever the trough is located, they want to stand at the head of the line and feed from it.

They want assured survival in an era of bailouts and waivers. If trillions of dollars are being thrown around by the White House, if the corruption is so thick it’s creating the biggest junta and banana republic in the history of the planet, they want in.

And they want, of course, the government to have all the guns, which requires a new rendering of the 2nd Amendment.

Obama needs allies in his next four years, as he strives to shred as much of the Constitution as he possibly can, and the Times just sent him a signal that they’re with him.

For example, HUD is about to unleash a new housing program across America, a residential version of forced school busing. It will compel every local government that accepts federal-housing money to erect low-income housing and “desegregate its demographic.”

The Constitutional legality of this move is across the river and into the trees. Court battles will spring up like grass in the spring. The White House needs back-up. The Times will provide it. It will come out and say enormous wealth redistribution is right and just and real, and the hell with the Constitution.

It will also provide reasons aplenty to disarm the citizenry of this country.

The smoke-signal Times editorial is saying, “We don’t need to hide in the dark and snipe at this Constitutional provision and that provision. We can now come out in the open and paint a big X across the whole document, in favor of ‘what’s good for the people.’”

What remain unsaid is, in these gargantuan wealth transfers there are built-in mechanisms for theft. Not skim; outright wholesale robbery. Billions, tens of billions, hundreds of billions, trillions disappear down holes, never to be seen or remembered again.

The federal government’s accounting books are so complex they make Vatican law or the Kabbalah, by comparison, read like Jack and Jill Went Up the Hill. The opportunities for stealing announce themselves on every page.

Everybody wants in. The Times, which has re-financed its debt, which is floundering in deep water, is inclining its well-coiffed head at Washington and asking, “Isn’t there room for a few billion for us?”

Achtung, baby, there is room. You scratch their back and they’ll scratch yours. You trash the Constitution and they’ll hand you bags of cash. It’s democracy. Ain’t it grand?

The Matrix Revealed

Somewhere on the upper east of the New York, a hundred-million-dollar liberal is drinking his morning coffee and saying to his wife: “Honey, this whole country is turning into a giveaway game show. It’s deeply embarrassing. I can’t believe it. But you know, if they’re handing out prizes, I guess I should find out how to knock on the relevant office door.”

He blushes. Oh, the shame of it. The impropriety.

His wife, who is a lot smarter than he is, pats his hand. “Don’t think of a door, dear. Think of an alley. Talk to that man who deposited four dumpsters full of drug money in your bank last week. I think he’ll know something. And keep reading the Times every day. They’ll keep you informed about who’s who in the new economy.”

“Yes,” he says. “That’s good. It’s all about redistribution now. It’s not a dirty word anymore.”

In a similar but more lavishly appointed breakfast room in the same part of town, a graying NY Times eminence is sipping his morning coffee. He’s saying to his wife, “You know, I once thought our newspaper was a pimp. But now I see it’s a whore.”

She smiles.

“What took you so long to figure that out?” she says.

Jon Rappoport

The author of an explosive collection, THE MATRIX REVEALED, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free emails at www.nomorefakenews.com

Life outside this continuum, archetypes, and the Zodiac

Meta-life outside this continuum, archetypes, and the Zodiac

by Jon Rappoport

January 2, 2013

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The most profound inner goals of the individual, and how those goals are pursued, out of view, are ignored by science, philosophy, and psychology. These goals are, most often, ignored even by the individual himself, who isn’t aware of them.

Here are my notes from a 1992 conversation with hypnotherapist Jack True. Colleague and friend, Jack spent his career devising ways to wake up people who, as he put it, were “already in a state of hypnosis”:

You can take any object, event, or structure and look at it as the end result of a cause-and-effect chain, or you can see it as a spontaneous creation/presence in this very moment.

The first way is a pattern that gives rise to societies, civilizations, and history.

To see an object, structure, or event as a spontaneous creation of this very moment, however, is something else again. This perception has vastly different “production values.” For example, the pen sitting on your desk ceases to be merely something that is born out of the causative action of tiny particles in motion or a manufacturing process. Instead, it is a vivid and instantaneous presence which has no reference to time.

And although modern science departed from this path, there is another kind of possible science. It is a subjective approach, whereby machines and devices and technologies are invented that operate FOR THE INVENTOR and for the inventor alone.

He is no longer trying to unearth what is possible within the constraints of the so-called objective continuum. He is building vehicles for himself.

The universe can function as a service provider to the scientist of imagination. It can feed into his personal theater. It can eagerly do so, as if it has been waiting for such a moment to show this aspect.

Who knows? If we had 100,000 truly subjective scientists on this planet, brilliant and tireless improvisers, we might see changes in the continuum. The energies liberated in the process would consign the precious Law of Conservation of Energy to a shelf in a small-town museum of curios.

“If the fool would persist in his folly he would become wise.” — William Blake

Rather than accepting the proposition that the observer changes what he’s observing—a passive formulation—opt for this: the inventor changes what he invents. He spontaneously accommodates it to himself.

Time is a like a May pole, its many decorations streaming from the central column. It holds together all the artifacts of Universe. However, it is eventually seen as a pretender. It maintains its position by implying that, without it, everything would spin into chaos. On closer examination, it turns out that serial time is a convenience for a style of communication and perception—a style to which we are all accustomed.

But whether we know it or not, each one of us branches off and explores dimensions in which this time is absent. We do it every day, albeit briefly.

An archetype is an immense island in the sea. It readily acknowledges the size of the individual soul, the YOU—even if a great deal of the soul, as it lives out this life here, is submerged under the social fabric. All archetypes engage the subject of time in their own ways.

The archetype of the Zodiac itself is built on time. Time of the year, of course, but more than that. The array of astrological signs (archetypes) is, in a sense, ABOUT time.

The Zodiac revolves around a central core of time, and as such actually stands outside the flow of events.

In that case, every sign of the Zodiac, when accessed deeply enough, would contain a soul-strategy for dealing with time. For entering into and exiting from time.

Our culture does not deal with such matters at all.

But the individual soul does. The soul WANTS to be able to move in and out of time and understand time and become a master of time.

Simultaneously, the soul wants to experience life within the serial flow of events. And having moved inside that sphere, it wants to work with time in the same way a sculptor works with clay.

The soul wants to come into time, work with time, and leave time. Not just once, but in many, many periods and moments of existence.

As an aside, the major fascination with movies has to do with the obvious ability of the film maker to organize, disorganize, arrange, and cut up time. In movies, the soul recognizes its own capacity to do these things.

Certain British novelists have dealt with the whole notion of time. CS Lewis, in his Narnia Chronicles, depicts how time passes differently in Narnia, how years and years amount to only moments on Earth. And Lewis acknowledged a deep debt to David Lindsay, who wrote the staggering Voyage to Arcturus, in which almost every episode takes place in its own unique dimension—where time passes in its own way…

We have almost no language to express the different possible ways in which we—individually and uniquely—experience time. In the absence of that language, we assume we all live in the same identically conceived and felt time.

Superficially, we share time as a “common cause.” We want its passage and events to be shared. We want to hold time together, as it were.

In truth, each one of us is on the road toward destroying the time prison, and this particular revolt against the empire has consequences that are bringing us closer and closer to the return of an era of Magic:

The waterfall with no source except spontaneous creation…you walk down a dim staircase with a key to a door that will open into a state of affairs light years beyond any conception of ordinary time…a zero point where everything stops and Consecutive Events are revealed as an illusion…the simultaneous ability to take the whole universe and put it in the palm of your hand and also live in a small cottage outside a village that is outside a town that is outside a city that is on a planet on a remote edge of a galaxy…

Multiple cascades of desire and fulfillment—mixing, mixing, mixing together, effervescing and radiating, beyond the goonish strictures of minds proud of limits…

A future in which the energies of desire and the energies of fulfillment-of-desire are One. Everything is fulfillment. Every action is elastic and far-reaching and yet self-reflexive. The soul, at every moment, feels the light of desire and realization of desire.

It is no longer necessary to want something. Everything is wanting and everything is having. Desire and fulfillment arc and surge into each other and become, again, the basic Substance. The old categories are destroyed. The old teachings are swept away. The deceptive paths and ways are toppled, crumble, and fall into the waves.

The society in which we live doesn’t begin to touch these realities. It is organized to exclude them. And we, the actors, pretend we don’t understand them. That is why archetypes persist. They are touchstones. They remind us that, subconsciously, we are working out our futures on an entirely different level.

The Matrix Revealed

JACK TRUE, the most creative hypnotherapist on the face of the planet, is featured in THE MATRIX REVEALED. Jack’s anti-Matrix understanding of the mind and how to liberate it is unparalleled. His insights are unique, staggering. 43 interviews, 320 pages. That is just a faction of what THE MATRIX REVEALED has to offer.

Movies were originally dreams put up on the screen. The new medium was quite naturally conceived of as an opportunity to show super-real events to ourselves that paralleled our sleeping dreams. Sudden shifts of venue, broken plot lines, conversations pregnant with layers of meaning, disappearing objects, levitation, threat, disaster, ecstasy, the rules of entrainment and normalcy destroyed.

Release from the serial time prison.

Yet, soon enough, movies were brought to heel. They spooled out stories for the masses that stimulated gross sticky sentimentality. They defined the so-called human condition. They played up disasters and wars. They eventually utilized new technologies to create various dark apocalyptic scenarios. They assessed audience common denominators and focused on box office numbers above all.

Instead of reflecting our desire to go beyond this continuum as individuals, movies give us claustrophobic threats to the normal average life. In doing so, they try to shut more doors to liberation. They present two options: destruction, or “the joy” of living as worker bees in a collectivist society.

All this propagandizing provides the strongest clue that we, as individuals, want to escape from the chains of limited perception. Otherwise, why bother trying to push these limits on us?

But the propaganda will not stand. The future we desire will come to pass. Because we make it. No matter how long it takes, we will come to the place where our own imagination overtakes the reality that has been painted for us on the cave wall.

This isn’t, as some fearful people believe, about a religious dichotomy featuring the Devil and God. It isn’t about sitting in a room and hoping we don’t succumb to some “evil influence.” That’s just more propaganda. It’s built to hem us in. It’s one more fairy tale in the pantheon of constructed stories aimed at keeping us rigid and small. It’s a joke.

The evil in the world is patent. It’s there for anyone who wants to look and see it. It comes from people. They do evil. By choice. One of the cardinal precepts of any society dedicated to justice is stopping and curtailing evil.

There is light at the end of the tunnel. Because we invent that light and make it real.

What we call the universe is our picture of it. The universe and its laws are how we define ourselves as inhabitants of a fixed reality. We can proudly take that picture to our graves and beyond, or we can explore our existence outside this space-time-energy construct.

The latter course is the one taken by true artists and true inventors. It always has been. It has no boundaries.

This isn’t secret-society stuff. It isn’t about overthrowing morality. Secret societies do all their hogwash and gobbledygook and ritual because they lack the one element that really makes a difference: the individual creating new realities. Instead, secret societies opt for license (not freedom), hoping this will open ultimate doors. They’re wrong.

It is healthy and good to discover deeper levels of deception around us in the world IF, at the same time, we are inventing our most profound desires as fact in the world.

Jon Rappoport

The author of an explosive collection, THE MATRIX REVEALED, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free emails at www.nomorefakenews.com

The Nazi roots of the European Union

by Jon Rappoport

January 2, 2013

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Once upon a time, there was an industrial combine in Nazi Germany called IG Farben. It was the largest chemical/pharmaceutical octopus in the world. It owned companies, and it had favorable business agreements with companies from England to Central America to Japan.

The author of The Devil’s Chemists, Josiah DuBois, traveled to Guatemala in the early days of World War 2, and returned with the comment that, as far as he could tell, Guatemala was “a wholly owned subsidiary of Farben.”

This article will refer you to two other riveting books, but first I want to make a few comments.

The pharmaceutical empire was and is one of the major forces behind the European Union (EU). It is no accident that these drug corporations wield such power. They aren’t only involved in controlling the medical cartel; they are political planners.

This is how and why Big Pharma fits so closely with what is loosely referred to as the New World Order. The aim of enrolling every human in a cradle-to-grave system of disease diagnosis and toxic drug treatment has a larger purpose: to debilitate, to weaken populations.

This is a political goal. It facilitates control.

IG Farben’s component companies, at the outbreak of World War 2, were Bayer, BASF, and Hoechst. They were chemical and drug companies. Farben put Hitler over the top in Germany, and the war was designed to lead to a united Europe that would be dominated by the Farben nexus.

The loss of the war didn’t derail that plan. It was shifted into an economic blueprint, which became, eventually, the European Union.

The European Commission’s first president was Walter Hallstein, the Nazi lawyer who, during the war, had been in charge of post-war legal planning for the new Europe.

As the Rath Foundation reports: In 1939, on the brink of the war, Hallstein had stated, “The creation of the New Law [of the Nazis] is ONLY the task of the law-makers!”

In 1957, with his reputation sanitized, Hallstein spoke the words in this manner: “The European Commission has full and unlimited power for all decisions related to the architecture of this European community.”

Post-war, IG Farben had been broken up into separate companies, but those companies were following a common agenda. If, for example, you want to know why the endless global debate over labeling GMO food has obscured the real issue—banning GMO crops altogether—you can look to these Farben allies: Bayer, BASF, and Sanofi, among others.

They are among the leaders in GMO research and production. BASF cooperates with Monsanto on research projects. Sanofi is a leader in GM vaccine research.

The original IG Farben had a dream. Its executives and scientists believed they could eventually produce, synthetically, any compound in a laboratory. They could dominate world industry in this fashion.

The dream never died. Today, they see gene-manipulation as the route to that goal.

I refer you to the explosive book, The Nazi Roots of the Brussels EU, by Paul Anthony Taylor, Aleksandra Niedzwiecki, Dr. Matthias Rath, and August Kowalczyk. You can read it at relay-of-life.org. It is a dagger in the heart of the EU.

At the Rath Foundation, you can also read Joseph Borkin’s classic, The Crime and Punishment of IG Farben.

In 1992, I was deeply engaged in researching the specific devastating effects of medical drugs. A comment made by an audience member at a lecture I was giving started me on the road to understanding the influence and history of Farben.

Eventually, I concluded that, at the highest levels of power, these drugs weren’t destructive by accident. They were intended to cause harm. This was covert chemical warfare against the population of the planet. The Rockefeller-Standard Oil-Farben connection was a primary piece of the puzzle.

It was, of course, Rockefeller (and Carnegie) power that forced the birth of pharmaceutical medicine in America, with the publication of the 1910 Flexner Report. The Report was used to excoriate and marginalize Chiropractic, Homeopathy, Osteopathy, and other forms of traditional natural practice, in favor of what would become the modern juggernaut of drug-based treatment.

In a recent article about the FDA, “Medical Murder in the Matrix,” I point out the fact that, if this federal agency has permitted at least 100,000 deaths of Americans, per year, from the direct effects of drugs it, the FDA, has certified as safe, and if the FDA knows these death figures (which it does), then “unintended” and “accidental” can no longer be applied to this ongoing holocaust.

The same can be held true for the pharmaceutical industry itself.

People are exceedingly reluctant to come to this obvious conclusion. They prefer to hem and haw and invent excuses or deny the facts.

To understand the dimensions and history of the ongoing chemical warfare against the population, in the form of medical drugs (and of course pesticides), one must factor in the original octopus, IG Farben.

World War 2 never ended. It simply shifted its strategies.

And just as one can trace extensive collaboration between major American corporations and the Nazi war machine, during the military phase of the war, today you see American corporations wreaking destructive havoc on the American people, as Dow, DuPont, Monsanto and others “work their magic for a better life.”

In any fascist system, the bulk of the people working inside the system, including scientists, refuse to believe the evidence of what is happening before their own eyes. They insist they are doing good. They believe they are on the right side. They see greater top-down control as necessary and correct. They adduce reasonable explanations for inflicted harm and death.

This is how and why conspiracies can exist. Only a few people, at the very top, need to know the true motives.

Everyone else tells themselves fairy tales. This deep-seated obsession is an integral part of mind control, and ultimately it is self-inflicted.

The self-created victim calculates: “I would rather stay in my dream than wake up to a nightmare.”

Yes, but acknowledging the nightmare is a step on the road to liberation from the Matrix.

The Matrix Revealed

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In centuries past, empires conquered foreign lands and made colonies out of them. When that era ended, a less overt style of military and economic conquest was initiated. But there is something most people don’t realize.

When richer nations now go into poorer nations, the so-called incidental goal of bringing “life-saving” medical care with them is a front and a pose.

One of the chief goals of the conquerors is, in fact, pharmaceutical. Changing the habits of populations, so they come to rely on these drugs is high on the to-do list. It rings up profit, of course, for the pharmaceutical empire, and it also poisons the poor into even greater desolation than they are already experiencing. They become even easier to control.

On top of that, the actual untreated causes of the routine desolation—starvation, generation-to-generation malnutrition, contaminated water supplies, lack of general sanitation, overcrowding, and previously stolen agricultural land—are shoved on the back burner of the global media.

Suddenly, we learn that various germ-caused diseases are the real scourges of these countries, and help is coming (slowly), in the form of drugs that kill the germs, along with the medical heroes who will deliver these drugs.

This is a cover story. It’s a preposterous lie. In the conditions of desolation mentioned above, it doesn’t matter what germs are present, and trying to attack them is futile and absurd.

The general conditions of desolation weaken and destroy immune systems. At that point, what would normally be completely harmless germs, any germs, can sweep through an area and cause death and severe illness, because the routine processes of the immune system, which would immediately neutralize the germs, are disabled.

The “medical intervention” is meant to defer, for yet another day, the remedying of the actual problems that keep causing disease—and the medical drugs create new and lethal toxicity, leading to more deaths.

This is the standard op of the modern pharmaceutical empire. To know it is proceeding apace, all you have to do is see foreign doctors getting off planes in Third World countries, or read about some drug giant that is undertaking a humanitarian program of supplying medicines and vaccines to “people in desperate need of them.”

Jon Rappoport

The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.

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The ideal television anchor and his role in the Matrix

The ideal television news anchor and his role in The Matrix

by Jon Rappoport

January 1, 2013

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Most of America can’t imagine the evening news could look and sound any other way.

That’s how solid the long-term brainwashing is. The elite anchors, from Douglas Edwards and John Daly, in the early days of television, all the way to Brian Williams and Scott Pelley, have set the style. They define the genre.

The elite anchor is not a person filled with passion or curiosity. Therefore, the audience doesn’t have to be passionate or filled with curiosity, either.

The anchor is not a demanding voice on the air; therefore, the audience doesn’t have to be demanding, either.

The anchor isn’t hell-bent on uncovering the truth. For this he substitutes a false dignity. Therefore, the audience can surrender its need to wrestle with the truth and replace that with a false dignity of its own.

The anchor takes propriety to an extreme: it’s unmannerly to look below the surface of things. Therefore, the audience adopts those manners.

The anchor inserts an actor’s style into what should instead be a relentless reporter’s forward motion. Therefore, the audience can remain content in its own related role: watching the actor.

The anchor taps into, and mimics, that part of the audience’s psyche that wants smooth delivery of superficial cause and effect.

Night after night, the anchor, working from a long tradition of other anchors, confirms that he is delivering the news as it should be delivered, in both style and substance. The audience bows before the tradition and before him.

The television anchors are, indeed, a different breed.

From their perch, anchors can deign to allow a trickle of sympathy here, a slice of compassion there.

But they let the audience know that objectivity is their central mission. “We have to get the story right.” “You can rely on us for that.”

This is the great PR arch of national network news. “These facts are what’s really happening and we’re giving them to you.” The networks spend untold millions to convey that false assurance.

The elite anchor must believe the basic parameters and boundaries and context of a story are all there is. There is no deeper meaning. There is no abyss waiting to swallow whole a story and reveal it as a cardboard facade. No. Never.

With this conviction in tow, the anchor can fiddle and diddle with details.

Then he can move on to the task of being the narrative voice of his time, for all people everywhere. The voice that replaces what is going on in the heads of his audience—all those doubts and confusions and objections in the heads of the great unwashed. The anchor will replace those and substitute his own plot line.

Some children are born with a narrative voice. Everything they say, from an early age, has the ring of authority and sounds like the news. It’s built in, as if it’s coming through a microphone. I went to school with a boy like that. He appealed to the gullible, because when they heard him speak they associated the tone and the seamless rhythms with truth.

The network anchor is The Wizard Of Is. He keeps explaining what is. “Here’s something that is, and then over here we have something else that is, and now, just in, a new thing that is.” He lays down miles of “is-concrete” to pave over deeper, uncomfortable, unimaginable truth.

The anchor is quite satisfied to obtain all his information from “reputable sources.” This mainly means government and corporate spokespeople. Not a problem. Every other source, for the anchor, is murky and unreliable. He doesn’t have to worry his pretty little head about whether his sources are, indeed, trustworthy. He calculates it this way: if government and corporations are releasing information, that fact alone means there is news to report. What the FBI director has to say is news whether it’s true or false, because he said it. So why not blur over the mile-wide distinction between “he spoke the truth” and “he spoke”?

Therefore, as night follows the day, the anchor is a mouthpiece for government and corporations.

The anchor must become comfortable with having very little personality of his own—and jarring idiosyncrasies are utterly out of the question. On air, the anchor is neutral, a castratus, a eunuch.

This is a time-honored ancient tradition. The eunuch, by his diminished condition, has the trust of the ruler. He guards the emperor’s inner sanctum. He acts as a buffer between his master and the people. He applies the royal seal to official documents.

Essentially, the anchor is saying, “See, I’m ascetic in the service of truth. Why would I hamstring myself this way unless my mission is sincere objectivity?” And the public buys it.

All expressed shades of emotion occur and are managed within that persona of the dependable court eunuch. The anchor who can move the closest to the line of being human without actually arriving there is the champion. These days, it’s Brian Williams.

The vibrating string between eunuch and human is the frequency that makes an anchor great. Think Cronkite, Chet Huntley, Edward R Murrow. Huntley was a just a touch too masculine, so they teamed him up with David Brinkley, a high-IQ medium-boiled egg. Brinkley supplied twinkles of comic relief.

The public expects to hear that vibrating string. It’s been conditioned by many hard nights at the tube, watching the news. When Diane Sawyer goes too far and begins dribbling (alcohol? tranqs?) on her collar, a danger light blinks on and a mark is entered against her in the book.

The cable news networks don’t really have anyone who qualifies as an elite anchor. Wolf Blitzer of CNN made his bones during the first Iraq war only because his name fit the bombing action so well. Brit Hume of FOX has more anchor authority than anyone now working in network television, but he’s semi-retired, content to play the role of contributor, because he knows the whole news business is a scam on wheels.

There are other reasons for “voice-neutrality” of the anchor. Neutrality conveys a sense of science. “We did the experiment in the lab and this is how it turned out.”

Neutrality gives assurance that everything is under control. And neutrality implies: the nation is so powerful we don’t need to trumpet our facts; we don’t need to become excited; our strength is that secure.

Neutrality implies: this is a democracy; an anchor is no more important than the next person (and yet he is—another contradiction, swallowed).

Neutrality implies: we, the news division, don’t have to make money (a lie); we’re not like the soaps and the cop shows; we’re on a higher plane; we’re performing a public service; we’re like a responsible charity.

In ancient Athens, if there were voices narrating the story line of the Polis, they belonged to the playwrights. They translated their current myths into tragedy and comedy.

Now, the voice belongs to the elite anchor. He is the polished predator drone that descends on the nation every night to make his case for What Is Important.

The anchor is the answer to the age-old question about the people. Do the people really want to suck in superficial cause and effect and surface detail, or do they want deeper truth? Do the people want comfortable gigantic lies, or do they want to look behind the curtain?

The anchor, of course, goes for surface only.

The Matrix Revealed

But it turns out that his answer is wrong. The people, at a profound level, want to be awakened. This is what they’re waiting for. This is what they’re hoping for, despite all appearances to the contrary.

They want to throw off the whole cloud of boredom and anxiety that surrounds them. They want to offload the whole stinking mess of lies.

If by some miracle, this revolution occurred on the evening news, the people wouldn’t collapse, the nation wouldn’t collapse. The news divisions of the networks would collapse.

They aren’t geared for the truth. Their sources don’t tell the truth. Their reporters aren’t given time to find the truth.

And the anchor is so accustomed to lying and so accustomed to believing the lies are true that he wouldn’t know how to shift gears. He would have to become a different kind of actor, one he has no training for.

“Well, folks, our top story tonight…it turns out that IG Farben, a famous chemical and pharmaceutical octopus that put Hitler over the top in Germany, was instrumental in planning what became the EU, the European Union. In other words, today’s United Europe is World War Two by other means.”

I don’t think Williams, Pelley, or Sawyer could deliver that line without going into a terminal coughing paroxysm.

At the end of the Roman Empire, when the whole structure was coming apart, a brilliant and devious decision was made at the top. The Empire would proceed according to a completely different plan. Instead of continuing to stretch its resources to the breaking point with military conquests, it would attack the mind.

It would establish the Roman Church and write new spiritual law. These laws and an overriding cosmology would be dispensed, in land after land, by official “eunuchs.” Men who, distanced from the usual human appetites, would automatically gain the trust of the people.

These priests would “deliver the news.” They would be the elite anchors, who would translate God’s orders and revelations to the public.

By edict, no one would be able to communicate with God, except through these “trusted ones.” Therefore, as far the people were concerned, the priest was actually higher on the ladder of power than God Himself.

In fact, it would fall to the new Church to reinterpret all of history, writing it as a series of symbolic clues that revealed and confirmed Church doctrine (story line).

For example, the famous event wherein King Solomon received the Queen of Sheba, would now officially be conceived as illustrative of The Arrival, a Church “headline” category, covering many disparate bits of the past.

Reinterpreted, Sheba and Solomon were nothing more and nothing less than the Church’s precise copyrighted and fully owned story of the entrance of Jesus into this world. One arrival became another arrival.

If this seems absurd, unbelievable, grossly puerile, and illogical to us today, it was very serious business for the Roman Church. Recasting history was an essential function of its news division.

You can go to a small church in the Tuscan town of Arezzo and see one of the greatest paintings realized in all of Western history, Piero della Francesca’s Legend of the True Cross. A panel of this fresco depicts King Solomon receiving the Queen of Sheba.

Why? Why is it there? Why was it part of the Legend of the True Cross? Because, suddenly, it was The Arrival. It had new official, historical, and technical meaning, as decreed by the Roman Church.

The Church’s news division had made it so, led by its universally trusted eunuchs, the priests, the bishops, the cardinals, the Popes, the elite anchors, weaving their Matrix.

Today, you could ask, how can people believe the popular stories of wars, when we know powerful financiers and corporations support both sides, for their own devious objectives?

People believe because the popular stories are delivered by contemporary castrati, every night on the evening news.

Jon Rappoport

The author of an explosive collection, THE MATRIX REVEALED, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free emails at www.nomorefakenews.com