The elite television anchor: narrator of reality

The elite television anchor: narrator of reality

by Jon Rappoport

February 8, 2015

“Millions of people have become little news broadcasters and anchors, relaying pictures and text about their parties, picnics, family gatherings, updating their breaking stories, narrating the story lines of their lives. All they need for a complete imitation of the networks is sponsors.” (The Underground, Jon Rappoport)

It’s not only the content of news that is embraced, it’s the style, the manner of presentation—and in the long run, the presentation is far more corrosive, far more deadly than the content.

The imitations of life called anchors are the arbiters of style. How they speak, how they look, how they themselves experience emotion—all this is planted deep in the brains of the viewers.

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 John Daly, in the early days of television, all the way to Brian Williams and Scott Pelley, have set the tone. 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.

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, members of the audience can become actors shaping “news” about their own lives through Facebook.

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

From their perch, the elite television 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 billions to convey that false assurance.

The elite anchor must pretend to believe the narrow parameters and boundaries of a story are all there is. There is no deeper meaning. There is no abyss waiting to swallow whole a major story and reveal it as a hoax. No. Never.

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

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, it means there is news to report.

What the FBI director has to say is news whether it’s true or false, because the director said it. So why not blur over the mile-wide distinction between “he spoke the truth” and “he spoke”?

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?”

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—or it was, until his “conflations” and “misremembrances” surfaced.

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

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 news 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 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 cop shows; we’re on a higher plane; we’re performing a public service; we’re like a responsible charity.

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 anchor is so accustomed to lying and so accustomed to pretending the lies are true that he wouldn’t know how to shift gears.

power outside the matrix

At the end of the Roman Empire, when the whole structure was coming apart, a brilliant and devious decision was made. 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, in a sense, 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).

Today, people are believers because the popular stories are delivered by contemporary castrati, every night on the evening news.

If these castrati say a virus is threatening the world; and if they are backed up by neutral castrati bishops, the medical scientists; and if those medical scientists are supported by public health bureaucrats, the cardinals; and if the cardinals are given a wink and a nod by the President, the Pope; the Program is working.

And the news is spread to the people…

On September 24, 2014, the New York Times blasted out an article estimating that Ebola cases, worldwide, could reach 1.4 million in four months. Now, in February 2015, the same official sources who handed that figure to the Times report that, worldwide, Ebola cases have reached 23,000.

Not a problem. The television anchor can absorb and deflect all contradictions, as if they never existed. It’s another aspect of his little bit of magic.

Reality is a psyop.

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 emails at or OutsideTheRealityMachine.

23 comments on “The elite television anchor: narrator of reality

  1. Doug says:

    And the TV the new Bible. If an image appears on its screen, then it becomes the new reality. You no longer need to actually climb the mountain to experience its wonder, a documentary enjoyed from the couch will suffice just fine.

  2. Greg Osborne says:

    I was hoping that you would run this again. It should be required reading for, well, everyone!

    I know that I’m preaching to the choir here, but…

  3. boogoo says:

    Thats the BEST thing I’ve ever read about the lamestream media..YOU NAILED IT!!!

    Nuff said!! Will share this with many only to be aware it will be understood by few..but evergrowing numbers (i hope)

  4. From Québec says:

    ANCHOR: “Heavy object attached to a vessel by a cable, rope, or chain and dropped into the water to keep the vessel in place either by its weight or by its flukes, which grip the bottom.”

    They sure picked up the right word to call news broadcasters.

    Yep. Anchors prevent the ship from drifting away from their reality.

  5. A great and concise disclosure of what the “NEWS” (North, East, West, South; an occult reference) really is. You so nailed the subtle techniques they use which is the sophisticated mind control that keeps most people enslaved. It is what we as a species need to understand if we are ever going to thwart this demonic possession in our lifetimes.

    One thing I might add is another vibrational quality they use. You mentioned the neutral sound of Voice but they use color as well. Most people operate in the “red” during the day at work. Active, aggressive, competitive, masculine. Then they come home all beat up, sit down in front of the mind control device to “watch” the news where the predominant color is “blue.” Passive, tranquil, intuitive, feminine. They are put into “receive” mode (polite for “trance”) instantly. Here come the lies, deceptions, distractions and predictive programming. Now you’re all set for tomorrow (red, red, red).

    Money, “the bottom line,” is “green” for exactly the same reason. Because it lies in the middle of the color spectrum, it is something that most people want no matter what side of the fence they sit on. Or in.

    A movie I’d like to mention is Anchorman II: The Legend Continues. A funny movie on the surface (I laughed a lot anyway), it is filled with truth about the news and references to the occult that very few people understand. If anyone knows what the reference to “93” means, they truly know what I’m talking about.

  6. honeythatsok says:

    Amazing breakdown and comparisons between the news anchor and the clergy. I’ve actually never thought of it that way before. Thank you!

  7. Your are an excellent writer, these things you write, I wish I could express. I live, on a remote island, 35 years ago, I left society, because I saw it coming. I watched as my homeland was taken, I could see thought them, Jon you know my e mail, and its a name, for my reality. I so enjoy your out of the box thinking.
    Thank you, for you.

  8. From a Recon Marine in Afghanistan
    From the Sand Pit:

    It’s freezing here. I’m sitting on hard cold dirt between rocks and shrubs at the base of the Hindu Kush Mountains, along the Dar’yoi Pamir River, watching a hole that leads to a tunnel that leads to a cave.

    Stake out, my friend, and no pizza delivery for thousands of miles. I also glance at the area around my ass every ten to fifteen seconds to avoid another scorpion sting. I’ve actually given up battling the chiggers and sand fleas, but the scorpions give a jolt like a cattle prod. Hurts like a bastard. The antidote tastes like transmission fluid, but God bless the Marine Corps for the five vials of it in my pack.

    The one truth the Taliban cannot escape is that, believe it or not, they are human beings, which means they have to eat food and drink water. That requires couriers and that’s where an old bounty hunter like me comes in handy.

    I track the couriers, locate the tunnel entrances and storage facilities, type the info into the handheld, and shoot the coordinates up to the satellite link that tells the air commanders where to drop the hardware.

    We bash some heads for a while, and then I track and record the new movement. It’s all about intelligence. We haven’t even brought in the snipers yet. These scurrying rats have no idea what they’re in for.

    We are but days away from cutting off supply lines and allowing the eradication to begin. But you know me; I’m a romantic. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: This country blows, man. It’s not even a country.

    There are no roads, there’s no infrastructure, there’s no government. This is an inhospitable, rock pit shit hole ruled by eleventh century warring tribes. There are no jobs here like we know jobs. Afghanistan offers two ways for a man to support his family, join the opium trade or join the army. That’s it.

    Those are your options. Oh, I forgot, you can also live in a refugee camp and eat plum-sweetened, crushed beetle paste and squirt mud like a goose with stomach flu, if that’s your idea of a party. But the smell alone of those ‘tent
    cities of the walking dead’ is enough to hurl you into the poppy fields to cheerfully scrape bulbs for eighteen hours a day.

    I’ve been living with these Tajiks and Uzbeks, and Turkmen and even a couple of Pashtu’s, for over a month-and-a-half now, and this much I can say for sure: These guys, are Huns… actual, living Huns. They LIVE to fight. It’s what they do.
    ALL they do. They have no respect for anything, not for their families, nor for each other, nor for themselves.

    They claw at one another as a way of life. They play polo with dead calves and force their five-year-old sons into human cockfights to defend the family honor.
    Huns, roaming packs of savage, heartless beasts who feed on each other’s barbarism. Cavemen with AK-47′s. Then again, maybe I’m just cranky young bastard.

    I’m freezing my ass off on this stupid hill because my lap warmer is running out of juice, and I can’t recharge it until the sun comes up in a few hours.

    Oh yeah! You like to write letters, right? Do me a favor, Bizarre. Write a letter to CNN and tell Wolf and Anderson and that awful, sneering, pompous Aaron Brown to stop calling the Taliban ‘smart.’ They are not smart.
    I suggest CNN invest in a dictionary because the word they are looking for is ‘cunning.’ The Taliban are cunning, likejackals and hyenas and wolverines. They are sneaky and ruthless, and when confronted, cowardly. They are hateful,malevolent parasites who create nothing and destroy everything else. Smart! Bullshit!

    Yeah, they’re real smart, they’ve spent their entire lives reading only one book (and not a very good one, as books go) and consider hygiene and indoor plumbing to be products of the devil. They’re still figuring out how to work a Bic lighter.

    Talking to a Taliban warrior about improving his quality of life is like trying to teach an ape how to hold a pen, eventually he just gets frustrated and sticks you in the eye with it.

    OK, enough. Snuffle will be up soon, so I have to get back to my hole. Covering my tracks in the snow takes a lot of practice, but I’m good at it.

    Please, I tell you and my fellow Americans to turn off the TV sets and move on with your lives. The story line you are getting from CNN and other news agencies is utter bullshit and designed not to deliver truth but rather to keep you glued to the screen so you will watch the commercials. We’ve got this one under control. The worst thing you guys can do right now is sit around analyzing what we’re doing over here, because you have no idea what we’re doing, and really, youdon’t want to know. We are your military, and we are only doing what you sent us here to do.

    *From a Jack Recon Marine in Afghanistan.*
    *Semper Fi*.
    Reality, from a young man, who I used to be, long ago, this letter is absolutely authentic…….A small piece of real news.

    • From Québec says:

      Leave these people alone. They have the rights to live their lives as they whishes.

      Leave the Army. Why are you fighting bankster’s wars? What have those people ever did to you? You invade their country and you expect them to like you? Are you kidding?

      Your criminal masters are only there for the poppy fields, the lithium and to keep alive the war on terrorism that they funded and created They are psycopaths bastards. Please, don’t work for them.

      If you were smart, you would get your ass out of there as quick as you can. And you would come home to fight the tyranny in your own country.

  9. Jon Olsen says:

    I love this post, Jon! As boogoo says, “you nailed it!” Can you make a poster of it?

  10. says:

    I really don’t understand this incident, as to how this piece of trivia has ballooned into this national broohaha. Something must have happened to the definition of the words “truth” and “lie”. Here is Brian Williams, multi-million dollar pretty face and soothing voice, backed by the MSM industry required empty head. Brian Williams is just not that intelligent of a person to have thought up this devious scheme in trying to make himself something he is not; besides, making something into something it is not is the very definition of American Broadcast programming. If you want to watch a lie, watch television. It is really that simple.

    But, what astounds me is that America will fill it’s panty-hose because a meaningless blabbering head “television journalists” tells a lie, a lie that harms no one, does no damage, and can (and should) be easily dismissed out of hand as just more foolishness disguised as grown-up intelligence. Yet, the govt (starting at the President, moving next to his AG, moving next to his Sec of State) does nothing BUT lie. All the time, as if lies are expected from them, and Americans do nothing but sit there blowing tiny bubbles out of their noses. If Brian Williams lies, people are either horns-waggled, or they are disgusted, but that is pretty much it; however, when the Obama bunny lies, people die, when the AG lies, Border Patrol Agents die, when John Kerry lies, it not only embarrasses the US, it leads the world another step closer to all out war with Russia, so we can ALL die glowing in the dark.

    What I don’t understand is why Brian Williams is even acting like he gives a hoot, after all, he was just following national policy. But, somebody please, please answer this question for me: Why does America hold a television news talking head to a higher standard of integrity than they hold the President of the United States and his government?

    • From Québec says:

      “Why does America hold a television news talking head to a higher standard of integrity than they hold the President of the United States and his government?”

      Well, since the government operates in the dark, by “stealth”, people who take their news from television, never really know what the government is doing. So people rely on anchors to find out about what they are up to.
      If the anchors lies, then no one can know what the government is plotting behind our backs. Unless of course, if they go to alternative media sites.

      Plus, it’s easier to fire an anchor than a President. But, people who are awake, hold the Anchors, the President and his criminal gang to the same high standard of integrity.

      • @Quebec
        “If the anchors lies, then no one can know what the government is plotting behind our backs.”

        any of various devices dropped by a 
        chain, cable, or rope to the bottom 
        of a body of water for preventing 
        or restricting the motion of a vessel 
        or other floating object, typically 
        having broad, hook like arms that bury themselves in the 
        bottom to provide a firm hold.

      ” Why does America hold a television news talking head to a higher standard of integrity than they hold the President of the United States and his government?”….

      You just nailed it! flower…loved your comment. Keep kicking the crap out of the plastic and phony and oh so pretentious bastards.
      It gets to be unbearable for me.

  11. bpeters says:

    Flush the electric toilet and send the sewage stream straight to tele-vive

  12. JackieO says:

    I have read this twice and fits within myself totally. Haven’t really given local broadcasters much as too me it is oposite usually of what the real news chokes it out to is avid readers daily, it was very interesting and glad I can say there arevery few broadcasters who even know the truth, thanks.

  13. From Québec says:

    Oh boy! Is this the result of stupid anchors that dumb down the people?.

    People Sign “I Support Illiteracy” Petition to “Spread Illiteracy” in America .

    • Ar’nt you suppose to be writing a script…instead watching dummies on television.
      How come your not in your studio…clickety clacking hot pages flying out of your Underwood and exploding into flames like a cigarette paper.
      OK I’ll give you a way out…this is you developing some of your characters…right?

      Too funny Q…its astounding…actually it scares the shit out of me.
      These people are raising children.
      And listening to the likes of Brian ‘I can be two places at the same time’ Williams.

      Mick the Irish kid.

  14. Amen! Tell it like it is brother…

  15. Nat Greenwood says:

    Scott Adams on Williams, or something that looks awfully like him:

  16. nikhilananda says:

    ALOHA JON:… another interesting, thought-provoking article…. ….. aloha from the north shore of maui ….

  17. Henrique says:

    Yeah, Brazil has a typical Elite Anchor – William Bonner. He’s the top national castrati, has been for a decade or two.

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