Reflecting on Years Past

Back in the late 1960's, after we watched our teen years--and innocence--pretty much fade away into oblivion, there were a number of us who watched our friends re-locate to Canada to avoid the draft. At the time, Canada was a haven for 'peaceniks' and other objectors of American policies. Over forty years later, I sit here wondering about one of the joking ways we used to part company, in those circumstances. We'd say, "I hope to be confined to the same concentration camp as you." It was a darkly-humored way to live with what we saw happening, even way back then.

So, then, where the hell are we now? The world is quickly becoming a global fascist state, and there is nowhere to run. I remember reading something, by one of my favorite writers, which said that to try to escape to somewhere like Canada is on the order of climbing the mast of a sinking ship; it only buys you a little time before you drown with the rest. I believe that it was written back in about 2004. The article in question was trying to call for Americans to wake up and do something.

Sadly, I think too many people in the USA are just sheep. I think most are happy to have their little piece of space and a little money to buy the distractions that keep them from thinking about these things. The latest gadgets, which they pay dearly for, occupy them enough for the Power Elite in this world to gain greater and greater control over it all. Those who do take some of these issues seriously enough to make noise about them, might soon find themselves in one of the "concentration camps", although I'm sure they won't be called that.

I wonder daily if I should just up my meds to the breaking point, and just get as numb as I can, so as not to have to witness this reality and give it any concern. There is no movement to join; no party to align myself with; no major effort to remove the cancer and change the direction this world is taking. A major bloodbath, involving a hugely insubordinate military fighting alongside the citizenry, is about all I can imagine in the way of hope. But is that Hope? I don't think so. It's just more of the same, with an ugly ending. Didn't Castro try something like this, back when, on a country-wide local scale? There's a lesson there.

Is this the way a person thinks before they finally just commit suicide? Does it all seem like such a rational decision? Maybe so.

For now, I like the "meds" option.

Bzzzzzzzzz,
Nick

I am having withdrawals. So, am I an addict?

I regularly peruse a few different sites which might be called 'conspiracy websites', in my search for the Truth. Actually, I don't know if the word 'truth' is as accurate as maybe just looking for a handful of puzzle pieces to add to the huge, mostly incomplete, picture of the world in which I live, struggle and occasionally shudder.

Thing is, my favorite site -- the Center for an Informed America -- is presently unavailable, due to the bandwidth allocation being exceeded. (or so the error message says) So, with being locked out of my favorite site, and nothing new on any of the other ones that I regularly visit for my 'Reality fix', I am seriously thinking I have become addicted to the Truth.

I suppose there are worse things to be hooked on. I guess I'll just up the dose on my anxiety meds.

Nick

Bewitched, Bothered & Bewildered

Great title for a song, don't you think? Sorry, I just couldn't resist. I probably could have just put Freaked Out, for a blog title, but this one felt pretty accurate. In this very superstitious and demon-haunted world, I think we're all a little bewitched. The rest is maybe understatement, although bewildered is on the money, since all of us are probably punch drunk from the constant barrage of "news" we get slapped in our faces.

I've tried to avoid the moment-to-moment media blitz in my life, but it's pretty much impossible unless one locks themselves in a dark room and stays there. It's all propaganda and it's all phony. Or as George Carlin put it, "It's all bullshit and it's bad for ya."

So, lately I've been searching the Internet for alternative news and information. It's an art which requires some ability to filter out the usual crap and can be very tedious. It's easy for me to just go to sleep on my feet, so to speak, when I have to concentrate that hard on something as mundane as getting accurate information. Sad, but it's true. I shall try to make my main point now.

If you ever found yourself looking for information on the multiple manned flights to the moon, you probably have found quite a bit of doubters and even more of the alternate opinions, commonly called "hoax-debunkers". For a long time, I just looked at the debunkers' stuff, since I felt I had enough information from the "hoax" crowd. At the time, unbeknown to me, I was just looking for confirmation of my preset beliefs, and not really entertaining any critical thinking. I guess that is due to some of the "numbness" that I alluded to early in this post. At the time, it seemed the easy way to answer some questions I had.

Recently, I went to one of my favorite "conspiracy theorist" sites (a term that is designed to discredit certain thinking people in a preemptive way) and noticed that the site owner had just begun a new series of posts about the very subject of the moon landings. I have always enjoyed the sarcastic, but well documented, postings by this fellow and was easily drawn right into his arguments for believing the moon trips to be a tremendous hoax. Actually, although his arguments are very compelling, it is more the ability to employ logic and critical thinking that seals the deal for me. I invite you to read his series for yourself, starting at: www.davesweb.cnchost.com/apollo1.html.

This is one of his ongoing commentaries, and it appears there will be more to come. I can't wait for his next post.

Nick