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LIONEL PODCAST: In Praise of Reverie, Imagination, Awe & Wonder

Remember when you were a kid? It was the last time you truly wondered aloud. You imagined and played and daydreamt. You pretended and played make believe. You can do that today as an adult. To a point. It’s called religion. But I digress. I ever stopped daydreaming. About everything and anything. And while I can’t fathom imagining about created doxies and superstition and mythology, nothing is more truly awe inspiring that EBEs and ETs and space and time and particle physics and the entire lot of dark energy. Visitable by free energy. Am I making sense? (I didn’t think so.)

LIONEL PODCAST: Ebola Is Globalist Gold

Limpid. Pellucid. Got it. Notwithstanding the crudeness of the message, it’s perfect in explicating the sense of abandon that I feel. A loss of contact and reality. Not with my reality. But yours. Because if you’re like virtuously everyone I come into contact with, you’re happily ensconced in a parallel universe where everything’s happy and nice. I’m awash in the benighted. Defined as “in a state of pitiful or contemptible intellectual or moral ignorance.” Incapable of understanding just how horrid the human condition can be.

CNN may finally have gotten it right. Recently when the presenter infra from CNN spoke anent Ebola, the following lower third appeared which caused quite the stir among the mynah birds in the unimaginative media. I must share a confusion as to what this message actually connoted, but it nonetheless highlighted the naïveté that the doddering dolts suffer from in a world of avowed eugenicists and Malthusian madmen. Now, I’m not saying Ashley knows any of this and ditto for the MSM-bots who chimed in like bleating sheep, but the notion of bioterror used as a vehicle for depopulation is nothing new.

His Royal Virus. In my circle we’re most aware of this feller, Prince Phil. Actually a Greek, but after all, with the multi-generational inbreeding what do you expect, Phil is forever famous for this beaut of a quote. And he wasn’t kidding.

 

So, who’s the conspiracy theorist now? Now, I know this is too much for most to grasp. It’s heady and nasty stuff, granted. But be on the lookout for a host of issues to arise anent Ebola — bioterror, the weaponization of the virus, the utilization of pathogens for depopulation and the like. And where would we ever get ideas like that? History. Google “depopulation.” I’ll wait.

LIONEL PODCAST: Why Mainstream Media News Can’t Recognize Their Own Extinction

Let’s start with the abecedarian: The current crop of mainstream network media news robots are simply idiots. Is that limpid enough? I should stop right there as the clarity of message won’t improve. But I shan’t. It’s critical that you grasp this. And understand that this is not a toothless indictment. I’m dead serious. James S. Ettema and Theodore L. Glasser called investigative journalism “custodians of conscience.” they likened it to social and moral inquiry and public virtue. I remind you of such because there was a time before selfies and narcissistic self-adoration. If there’s any hope it’s for local news because the subject matter is so directed: fires, arrests, crime, weather, sports. Though I’ve never quite understood the concept of traffic reportage on television. Think about it. (But not for long.)

I don’t care about the news, I care about being a star. Newsrooms and outfits are jammed with media star wannabes. Distracted and disjointed alleged and putative news gatherers, biased and partisan apparatchiks skewing and narrowcasting – not journalists or reporters but would-be stars and viral hitster hipsters. The next entrant in the hottest reporter contest, the red carpet traipser. Just look at Brian Williams’s own foray into celebrity adoration. I’ve no proof, but I suspect that if the truth be known, Ol’ BW would rather sit on Fallon’s couch than behind the desk waxing stentorian as he reads the prompter.

It’s not a matter of youth per se but chronic inexperience and no perspective. Sure, there are newser tyros who’ve no perspective but it’s not about youth and inexperience. Not to mention no history, no knowledge, no idea of the cyclical phenomenon of news and world affairs. They’re organically incurious and without the ability to be suspect, proudly so at that. They’ve become the conduit for administrations, de facto press agents. Repeaters and not reporters. Presstitutes, as the great Gerald Celente offers, their hearts and limited minds available to the highest bidder. Slow on the draw, quick to the conclusion. Obama acolytes and fawning sycophants, many are. Boot lickers and toadies. Obsequious lickspittles. Still walking zombified with “Hope and Change” reverberating in their memory sticks. Part and parcel of the insane left-right paradigm, followers of the notion that there are significant differences between parties. Still arguing at the internecine, interstitial level.

Retreads, resurrected, recycled museum pieces just entered the building. And the executive and management level of network news appears to be no better. Let’s really focus the gravamen of this indictment accordingly. Concerned and focused on the bottom line. P/L versus MOS. Especially in a shrinking media world. Shuttered newsrooms, budgets slashed, resources crippled. Make it fast and cheap. Dangle the keys in front of the screaming infant. Many of these pathetic news stewards retreads are recycled and regurgitated escapees of media from eons of yore. Those who cut their teeth at a time when media news reportage was considered rarefied and noble, victims of their own deluded unwarranted entitlement and chichi pretentiousness. These are dinosaurs more often than not who actually still believe that the days of cautious, crafted and paralyzing boring news presentation will fly today. And it’s not just TV news but the antediluvian world of terrestrial left-right talk radio — but that’s for another day.

The new breed of witless. And if the antediluvian codger’s not bad enough, enter the “rising star,” the prototypical know-nothing who made her bones in another medium that someone figured would perfectly merge into news. Or the ex-intern who made friends and was first on the list for hires do to a sparkling personality or per stirpes consanguinity with a higher-up. The yoga mat totin’ pseudo-intellect and autodidact (at best) who breaks the record for pretentiousness and throws an errant Ayn Rand quote about and conspicuously carries the latest Economist under her arm. Bogus, ersatz and fictive. And what do these two prototypes have in common? Plenty. They’re clueless.

New and alternative media: operational Darwinism and natural selection with a building pass. And whilst the aforementioned supra run in circles, alternative media and new platforms and delivery systems are blowing them out of the water. Citizen journalism at levels of sophistication that are increasingly mind-boggling. And I’m not talking production level – though they’re beyond the amateurish of yore – I’m talking the level of deep-levels of critical analysis and a conversance with and of the facts that are nonpareil. Irrespective of the subject matter, deep research and data mining rival anything that the more traditional (translation: hoary and cobwebbed) media sources employ. No, my friend, the world for the media moribund is collapsing onto itself like a black hole. And instead of light not being able to escape, truth and viewership can’t escape. Mark my words, within two years – two years! – you will not even recognize what used to be called the heralded and bejeweled halcyon days of media Gloria. So long, Murrow; sayonara, Cronkite. The world has just changed but you were too busy waxing funereal over Jeter’s retirement or the latest antics of the NFL cobbling together a nonexistent domestic violence policy. Consider yourself warned. There are hosts of demos and factions, from millennials to the senescent, in every race, sexual identity or stratum. There are millions who want to know about conspiracy facts not theories, about the dark side of governments, rogue elements, the crippling dynamics of central bank chicanery and deception. They want to know about the fictional and tissue thin veneer of the imaginary wars on terror and the like. They see through the absolute egesta of ISIS and ISIL and can in a flash name all the permutations of the new costumed bogeymen. You are experiencing a new dimension of thought and analysis and I am absolutely honored beyond woods to join the revolution. Hie!

Thought for the day. American exceptionalism has transmogrified into American delusion. Delusion fueled by an active and virulent nescience as to the framers’ intent for our republic. Here, St. Gore of Vidal offered this gem of gems.

We should stop going around babbling about how we’re the greatest democracy on earth, when we’re not even a democracy. We are a sort of militarized republic. The founding fathers hated two things, one was monarchy and the other was democracy, they gave us a constitution that saw to it we will have neither. I don’t know how wise they were.

“Gore Vidal and the Mind of the Terrorist”, interview by Ramona Koval, Australian Broadcasting Corporation, Radio National (November 2001)

LIONEL PODCAST: The United States of Trained Media Monkeys

Ten hut! Salute. Bow before your Lord, your government. Especially you, MSM. Cozy up and shut up. You’re on thin ice, Boogaloo. Your medium is glaringly irrelevant. Snap to it! Follow the leader. Pavlovian obeisance. Play your cards right and follow GE’s lead. As the New York Times reported 2010 was a good year for the military death contractor.

The company reported worldwide profits of $14.2 billion, and said $5.1 billion of the total came from its operations in the United States.

Its American tax bill? None. In fact, G.E. claimed a tax benefit of $3.2 billion.

Repeat, don’t report. You’ve shareholders to worry about. Media consolidation. An intellectually unavailable audience.

So lean forward (whatever the hell that means), stay fair and balanced and continue with the illusion of information delivery. Just remember, Icarus: Watch where you fly. Don’t play with matches. And never investigate POTUS. Dig? No mention of Fast & Furious, NDAA, nada. Lay off Mr. Big if you know what’s good for you. Play with the veneer of investigation and probe. But watch it, Lou Grant. Because they’re watching you.

You can complain all you want. And even that would be an improvement.

One more thing. As Isaac Asimov said, “The most exciting phrase to hear in science, the one that heralds new discoveries, is not ‘Eureka!’ (I found it!) but ‘That’s funny … .’”

LIONEL PODCAST: Lionel on Alex Jones’s Infowars Nightly News

I appeared on Alex Jones’s Infowars Nightly News yesterday and discussed a host of issues with Alex.

I love this screen capture. It looks either like a hostage video or something eerily Big Brotheresque. In any event it’s always a pleasure and more importantly, fun. There’s something so refreshing about uninterrupted, heavy-calibered talk. ‘Twas indeed a pleasure.

I have previously described Lord Jones thusly:

Alex is simply without peer when it comes to his platform and delivery system. He’s mastered ever medium of data and information delivery imaginable, viz. radio, audio podcasts, TV, documentary, print, carrier pigeon, cuneiform, smoke signals . . . but I digress.

The man’s a citation machine. And as I’ve often admonished citizen historians and observers, demand citation, reference and authority. Insist upon the source of a claim being made. Jones spews citations relentlessly, without surcease. And his powers of steel trap recall are frightening. And I don’t mean vague recollections; I’m talking statutory particularities and arcana that would impress the most encyclopedic of eidetic memory mavens. He’s a whirlwind. A dynamo. A machine. The passion he possesses is unheard of in conventional broadcast spheres. His teeth-gnashing grit and excitement, his perfervid adherence to his mother Constitution inspire me. He’s a whirlwind, a machine and a cosmic force not to be trifled with. Dismiss him at your own peril.

LIONEL PODCAST: Thinking Like Dancing — The Devolution of American Mentation and Cerebration

Mentation. Cerebration. Thinking. Critical thinking. The ability to discuss and analyze issues is something we as a people are without the rudimentary ability to enjoy.

Imagine what Bohr and Al supra were discussing. I can only imagine. Neils would be yakking about quantum mechanics and the fascinatingly crazy and hardly predictable world of the subatomic while Al shook his head wondering what the hell this kid was smoking. And if he had an more.

This afternoon I taped a piece with Alex Jones that was/is scheduled to appear at 8 PM EST today on his network. Alex is simply without peer when it comes to his platform and delivery system. He’s mastered ever medium of data and information delivery imaginable, viz. radio, audio podcasts, TV, documentary, print, carrier pigeon, cuneiform, smoke signals . . . but I digress.

The man’s a citation machine. And as I’ve often admonished citizen historians and observers, demand citation, reference and authority. Insist upon the source of a claim being made. Jones spews citations relentlessly, without surcease. And his powers of steel trap recall are frightening. And I don’t mean vague recollections; I’m talking statutory particularities and arcana that would impress the most encyclopedic of eidetic memory mavens. He’s a whirlwind. A dynamo. A machine. The passion he possesses is unheard of in conventional broadcast spheres. His teeth-gnashing grit and excitement, his perfervid adherence to his mother Constitution inspire me. He’s a whirlwind, a machine and a cosmic force not to be trifled with. Dismiss him at your own peril.

In this podcast I examine the glory of gymnastic thought, the sheer fun and excitement of imagination and daydreaming. Revolutionary reverie. Remember when you were a kid and you’d play with toys or maybe dolls and imagine . . . when did you stop? Why did you stop?

And below, a video tidbit for your perusal and review.

LIONEL PODCAST: It’s Rigged! Wake Up, Sheeple. It’s A Work. The Fix Is In. Stop Analyzing. Start Realizing.

Everything I ever needed to know in life I learned by watching and studying professional wrestling. Not the crap now, but pre-Vince. Nothing is as perfect an analog for what I see in this world as is wrestling.

And no concept explains as much as the work. The system is rigged, Romney’s the anointed GOP candidate. This is all a dance. And Obama will win again. It’s by design and hardwired. Get used to it.

It’s a work, kids. And not even transparent. The parallels are amazing. Herein I explicate with particularity how the model of professional wrestling is a perfect metaphor for the way of this world.

LIONEL PODCAST: The Deliberate & Criminal MSM Marginalization of Dr. Paul

Quick. Who said this?

  • Fascism is nothing but capitalist reaction.
  • Ideas that enter the mind under fire remain there securely and for ever.
  • If we had had more time for discussion we should probably have made a great many more mistakes.
  • Insurrection is an art, and like all arts has its own laws.
  • Learning carries within itself certain dangers because out of necessity one has to learn from one’s enemies.
  • Technique is noticed most markedly in the case of those who have not mastered it.
  • The end may justify the means as long as there is something that justifies the end.
  • Not believing in force is the same as not believing in gravity.

Does it matter? Or does the idea matter? We are a country bereft of ideas. Devoid of courage and conviction and wherewithal. But we love personalities. Half of the cretins on TV have nary a clue as to politics and/or history. They discuss politics like you would DWTS.

Ron Paul presented a chance for the country to reacquaint itself with its Constitution, the basis and the basics. It is in effect the gravamen of the indictment against tyranny. But he was marginalized as a loon by the dime store presstitutes (as Celente coined).

And this is why I loathe these people and I’ll do everything possible to expose them.

LIONEL PODCAST: “If Voting Made Any Difference, It Would Be Illegal.”

Let me repeat. “If voting made any difference, it would be illegal,” as Philip Berrigan stated so correctly. But I should clarify. If voting made any difference given our illusion of a two party system, it would be illegal.

Write his down: Barack Obama will skate to another term. Write it on the wall. It is ordained, prophesied and hard-wired. The (again, I state) illusion of choice is at best laughable. The idea that Newt or Mitt or Hopey or Dubya or Bubba represent different visions and plans is truly and absolutely insane.

To even get near the on deck circle, that ipso facto means that you’ve signed on to the globalist articles of faith, you’ll be Wall Street’s beeyatch (as the kids say), look the other way as the Fed prints money with abandon, you’re a slave to free trade (what an oxymoron!), carbon taxing and “cap’n trade.” And you will pledge American troops wherever and whenever they are needed to enforce anything the globalist Gambino crime family commission directs.

Carroll Quigley in Tragedy and Hope is best known for this testament to political limpidity.

The argument that the two parties should represent opposed ideals and policies, one, perhaps, of the Right and the other of the Left, is a foolish idea acceptable only to the doctrinaire and academic thinkers. Instead, the two parties should be almost identical, so that the American people can “throw the rascals out” at any election without leading to any profound or extreme shifts in policy.

This is the essence, the quiddity of our system. This is it. To use wrestling parlance, it’s a work.

Winston Churchill said that the best argument against democracy is a five-minute conversation with the average voter. I’d add that the best example of the inanity of our system is five minutes of coverage on any of the 24/7 news troika. Except of course on weekends when MSDNC surrenders programming on weekends to prison shower rape docs.

Listen, my children, and you shall hear . . . a most disturbing truth. Remember, as FDR reminds us, Presidents aren’t elected; they’re selected. Dig.

LIONEL PODCAST: Sayonara, Common Sense. Adios, Critical Thinking.

I would feel so much better if the world would acknowledged that it’s been and is currently narcotized and tranquilized chemically and/or otherwise artificially. It would explain everything. It would explain how I’m increasingly forced to meet incompetence and utter stupidity from every angle imaginable.

Can we as a species be devolving intellectually? Could years of evolution neo-cortically be unraveling before our very dim eyes. Look around you, no matter the venue or stage. Look and see just how horrid the world is unraveling. When I speak as to what to expect in the upcoming year(s), I feel like I’m yelling in the forest. With no one listening. No one caring.

I’m not paranoid, conspiratorial or jaded by nature. I don’t begin with the premise that I’m being lied to. But that’s changing this year. That’s changing now.

As Otto von Bismarck, that madman, stated: “Never believe anything in politics until it has been officially denied.”

I’m getting that tattooed on my forehead. Now listen.