Protests against the COVID imprisonment
are spreading across America.
—Bright lights starting to dispel the
darkness.
These protests are fracturing the
illusion that we’re in the grip of a virus that dictates economic suicide.
Here,
from the US Library of Congress, is a sentence about the Great Depression of
the 1930s:
“In a country with abundant
resources, the largest force of skilled labor, and the most productive industry
in the world, many found it hard to understand why the depression had occurred
and why it could not be resolved.”
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Exactly.
The engineered 1929 crash of the stock market did not change the quantity or
quality of national resources, labor, or industry one iota.
What had
changed was the successful projection of a mass illusion: “THINGS ARE
COMPLETELY DIFFERENT NOW. TODAY IS COMPLETELY DIFFERENT FROM YESTERDAY.”
In 1929, the official gibberish focused on
unchecked speculation in the stock market. Today, the official gibberish
focuses on an unproven virus.
Official
fatuous pronouncements about 1929 would have you believe that every American
was, unfortunately, leveraged up to his neck in crashing stocks. Pronouncements
about 2020 would have you believe every American has suddenly become a
transmitter of a deadly virus. Both big lies.
When it comes to what is laughingly called
medical science, the basic energy, drive, ambition, outlook, and inner vision
of the individual is discounted. His emotional force is
discounted. The resilience of his immune system is discounted. The power of his
spiritual beliefs is discounted. His ability to overcome obstacles is
discounted. And of course, his natural right to make decisions about his own
health is discounted.
Instead,
he is viewed as a mechanical unit reacting to germs, with a high potential for
failure. This is pure insanity. This is where all the purported sophistication
of basic medical science winds up: in a dead end. LIFE itself was eliminated
from the equations and formulas. Whose fault is that? Not yours. Not mine.
It turns out that, for many people, their
belief in the power of the virus, and their belief in the officials who are
spouting gobbledygook about it, outweigh their belief in whatever spiritual
ultimates they profess.
Their own deepest beliefs are not strong enough.
Their
religion is television.
Which
is where the mass illusion is projected.
Epidemics
are staged on television.
Images
begin to flow:
An
emergency medical vehicle on a street. EMT personnel, in hazmat suits, load a
man strapped down to a stretcher, into the van. On another street, a man
collapses on the sidewalk. We see yet another quarantined man sitting inside a
huge plastic bubble on a third street. Cut to an airport lobby. Soldiers are
patrolling the space among the crowds. Cut to a lab. Close-up of vials of
liquid. Camera pulls back. Techs in light green scrubs are placing the vials
into slots of a table-top machine. Auditorium—a man on a platform, wearing a
doctor’s white coat, is pointing a wand at a large screen, on which a chart is
displayed, for the audience. Back to the street. People are wearing face masks.
These
images wash over the television viewer. Meanwhile, the anchor is imparting his
prepared meaning: “The government today issued a ban on all travel into and out
of the city…hundreds of plane flights have been cancelled. Scientists are
rushing to develop a vaccine…”
The television audience has an IMPRESSION of knowing something.
They’re in the flow, the flow of the news…they’re in the images…
Or:
Example: we see angry crowds on the street of a foreign city. Many shots of
young people on their cell phones sitting in outdoor cafés. Then the marble
lobby of a government building where men in suits are walking, standing in
groups talking to each other. Then at night, rockets exploding in the sky. Then
armored vehicles moving through a gate into the city. Then clouds of smoke on
another street and people running, chased by police.
A
flow of consecutive images. The sequence, obviously, has been assembled by a
news editor, but the viewing audience isn’t aware of that. They’re watching the
“interconnected” images and listening to a news anchor tell a story that colors
(infects) every image: “This is revolution for democracy, created by the
technology of cell phones…”
Viewers thus believe something.
Television has imparted a sensation to them.
In his 1976 film
masterpiece, Network, Paddy Chayefsky’s unhinged
newsman, Howard Beale, broadcasts this message to his audience on national
television—
“So, you listen to me. Listen
to me! Television is not the truth. Television’s a god-damned amusement park.
Television is a circus, a carnival, a traveling troupe of acrobats,
storytellers, dancers, singers, jugglers, sideshow freaks, lion tamers, and
football players. We’re in the boredom-killing business… We deal in illusions,
man. None of it is true! But you people sit there day after day, night after
night, all ages, colors, creeds. We’re all you know. You’re beginning to
believe the illusions we’re spinning here. You’re beginning to think that the
tube is reality and that your own lives are unreal. You do whatever the tube
tells you. You dress like the tube, you eat like the tube, you raise your
children like the tube. You even think like the tube. This is mass madness. You
maniacs. In God’s name, you people are the real thing. We are the illusion.”
Television,
in the main, does not attempt to impart knowledge. It strives to give the
viewer the impression that he knows something. There is a difference.
Knowledge, once established, is independent of the viewer. Whereas the
impression of knowing is a feeling, a conviction, a belief the viewer holds,
after he has watched moving images on a screen. THIS is what the addicted
viewer prefers. He wants no part of knowledge.
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Therefore:
a short circuit occurs in his mind.
When you export this pattern out to a
whole society, you are talking about a dominant method through which fake
knowledge is groped and held close.
“Did
you see that fantastic video about the Iraq War? It showed that Saddam actually
had bioweapons.”
“Really?
How did they show that?”
“Well,
I don’t remember. But watch it. You’ll see.”
And
that’s another feature of the modern acquisition of “knowledge”: amnesia about
details.
The
viewer can’t recall key features of what he saw. Or if he can, he can’t describe
them, because he was inside them, busy building up his impression of knowing
something.
Narrative-visual-television story strips
out and discards conceptual analysis.
When
a technology (television) turns into a method of perception, reality is turned
inside out. People watch TV through TV eyes.
Mind
control is no longer something only imposed from the outside. It is a matrix of
a self-feeding, self-demanding loop.
Willing Devotees of the Image
WANT images, food stamps of the programmed society.
The
false pandemic I’ve been rejecting, in many articles, is delivered through
video flow and narration. Stacked and cut images.
There is no television challenge to the
television flow, through the intrusion of actual knowledge, because that would
shut down the parade of images and nullify the reasons for broadcasting them in
the first place.
The old theater adage, “the show must go
on,” when adapted for television, becomes, “the flow must go on.” Once its
course is set, there can be no turning back.
But individuals can shred the flow.
And groups of protestors can shred the
flow.
And freedom breaks out.
Reprinted with permission
from Jon
Rappoport’s blog.
Jon
Rappoport runs No More Fake News. 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.
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