Transparent reality

This morning I was in a very popular tech store in Cincinnati's Sharonville suburb, Micro Center, the mecca for tech-lovers (like my nephew, who introduced me to the place, who is now in Livermore, Calif., working on nuclear technology), and guess what's the first thing you notice in the aisle closest to where you walk in? Solar-powered generators of all sizes and styles.

I was in there to get a little quarter-inch adapter to make my headphones be in stereo for a recording machine. Radio Shacks are non-existent around here anymore and I didn't know what else to do but to show them my old adapter that went bad.

On my drive from Dayton, on a heavy, heavy semi-laden trip on I-75 South, which I absolutely love from a sentimental standpoint (it goes all the way back to my childhood when we would drive to Miami, Fla., for our two-week family summer vacation), I was feeling like everything's the same as ever.

Seeing those mini-foothills (we actually have some "outcroppings" here in southern Ohio) was the first real sign we had as kids from northern Ohio that we were on vacation! That's when it started to feel like "Goin' South!"

A song I tuned in through the "seek" button on my 2005 Nissan radio really brought me back. It was "Open Arms" from the Australian duo Air Supply. I heard their 1980 album "Lost in Love" every single school morning non-stop for a whole year in high school thanks to it being the one and only eight-track cassette my best friend, Marcy, owned and played in her car's player when she picked me up at my house and drove us to class. Their music was so engrained in me by the time we graduated in 1982!!!

Here is the refrain: 

So now I come to you
With open arms
Nothing to hide
Believe what I say
So here I am
With open arms
Hoping you`ll see what your love means to me
Open arms ...

I head back to work tomorrow after a week off from being laid up due to a foot doctor telling me I needed to wear a boot to heal from heel pain caused by a bad case of Plantar Fasciitis. He actually wanted me to stay off the foot, and remain in the boot, for a full month, but I didn't know how I would do with that! I mean, he wanted me to be like Jimmy Stewart in "Rear Window"!!

When I wrote the other day that I thought I would quit my job, it was primarily because I don't know how I will keep my job if I can't easily traverse the floors without being in pain and setting off other stuff by walking funny to compensate for the discomfort that increases as the day goes on.

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Here's a doom-and-gloom post of mine from June of 2020 and will have a new article tomorrow:

The messaging from pre-approved celebrity figures and spokespeople, politicians, executives, etc., gets bolder and bolder. One example from a much-retweeted tweet yesterday by the media:

"This ain't a movie/ain't calling cut/we cutting the throat of the old system/so if you ain't with us/then you better run/New breed."

The tweeter, Idris Elba, is an English actor, writer, producer, rapper, singer, songwriter and DJ who is said to have just gotten over a case of COVID-19. He played Nelson Mandela in the biographical film Mandela: Long Walk to Freedom (2013). 

From the website Signs of the Times (SOTT): "The coronavirus panic, as unwarranted as it was, is serving as the justification for a whole host of technologies rarely imagined in the recent past. With a tanking economy, the quick erosion of civil liberties and a citizenry desperate and afraid, the top-down control of the populace the elite have dreamed of for centuries seems easily within their reach.

"Contact tracing, 5G surveillance state, immunity passports, data mining, cashless society - our post-plandemic world is starting to look a whole lot like something out of dystopian science fiction story. As so many of these 'future' technologies start becoming the present world, is anyone slowing down to think about where we're heading? Is this level of technocracy what people are asking for?"

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Both Aldous Huxley and George Orwell were card-carrying Fabians. Some suggest elite players of their day gave them their material about the future based upon what was being plotted for a cultural Marxist utopia.

In its yearly "predictions" magazine cover for 2015, The Economist magazine, sponsored by the Rothschild family, showed a caricature of a turtle in the foreground, overlooking all kind of graphics foretelling SERIOUS mayhem. One image is of an Asian with a mask and gloves on to protect himself from a deadly disease.

"Bringing forth a global system through small incremental changes is exactly what the world elite has done. This is probably why there's an angry tortoise on the cover of this Bilderberg-connected publication, and why it is standing in front of the chaos behind it," explains SOTT. "An angry tortoise is the symbol of the Fabian Society (with the motto 'When I strike, I strike hard'), an extremely powerful organization that has been working for over a century towards formation of a single world government."

"The philosophy behind Fabian socialism is basically the blueprint of what we call today the New World Order. The Fabian Society used to openly advocate a scientifically planned society and supported eugenics by way of sterilization. Its original logo was a wolf in sheep's clothing ... But I guess that was not the best way to conceal the wolf from the masses.

According to the website The Weather Eye: "The Fabian Society is a very old group originating in England in 1884, with the purpose of forming a single, global socialist state. They get their name from the Roman general Fabius, who used carefully planned strategies to slowly wear down his enemies over a long period of time to obtain victory. 'Fabian Socialism' uses incremental change over a long period of time to slowly transform a state as opposed to using violent revolution for change. It is essentially socialism by stealth.

"Their original emblem was a shield with a wolf in sheep's clothing holding a flag with the letters F.S. Today the international symbol of the Fabian Society is a turtle, with the motto: 'When I strike, I strike hard.' "

Compare that slogan to the false "psychological operation" group QAnon: "Where we go one, we go all." Same people behind it.