They shoot horses, humans inject

MSM Hole man "No God, No Master," Not, No Master No Man

Llewelyn Powys writes Until we are satisfied with the plain miracle of life, with the plain miracle of what is, and make no further clamour, we will remain restless, froward, dissatisfied.  Nothing is more lamentable than to see number of lives sacrificed, utterly wasted, in the Western world today – each worker with his own preoccupation walking forward to the grave as though drugged. our education is directed towards this end. We must learn how to be successful; he whose coffers are most full is most highly extolled… We should be thought to be expert in love making. We should come from our schools fortified against mischance, knowing that nothing matters as long as we remain healthy and alive.

The Talking Heads sing—-

I can't seem to face up to the facts
I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax
I can't sleep, 'cause my bed's on fire
Don't touch me, I'm a real live wire

And. Zero Hedge reports]]

https://www.zerohedge.com/news/2024-06-17/we-can-be-lied-about-anything. "It’s not a question of if, it’s more a question of when we will have a bird flu pandemic..."

Former CDC Director Predicts Bird Flu Virus Will Cause Next Pandemic

Now on to our Zero Hedge mock concern programming, about Oligopoly aka Globalist Oligarch Technocracy. I always return to Ellul in this regard on Technique. Technique over comes us.

$$$$$$$. In fact, last week, multiple left-wing commentators took to MSNBC to make the argument that the video clip of Biden wandering off from Giorgia Meloni was nothing more than a classic case of misinformation. They argued that it was “disinformation” — stop me if you’ve heard that one before.

The evidence that Biden appears lost is right in front of their face, yet with a straight face, they tell their viewers that the clip is being taken out of context. The next day, the media was till at it, turning their attention to...(READ THIS FULL ARTICLE, FREE, HERE).

Agamben writes:  The other factor, no less disturbing, is the state of fear which in recent years has evidently spread in the consciences of individuals and which translates into a real need for states of collective panic, to which the epidemic still offers a turn the ideal pretext. Thus, in a perverse vicious circle, the limitation of freedom imposed by governments is accepted in the name of a desire for security that has been induced by the same governments that are now intervening to satisfy it.

A modern Goya would say scornfully "To make the people happy lash them with guns, and rhetoric." As the Neo-Pharaonic NWO is built carefully, cunningly, criminally, token resistance arises to be quickly shut down. The regrettable is the normal yawn saying "O it's only faux-Communism. It will pass. Voters will turn all this nonsense around. " Then a year later the faux is in the henhouse and you will hear cries of a communist coup after the chicken bones are strewn everywhere.

Agamben also writes, that we ‘are disposed to sacrifice practically everything — the normal conditions of life, social relationships, work, even friendships, affections, and religious and political convictions — to the danger of getting sick. Bare life — and the danger of losing it — is not something that unites people, but blinds and separates them’.

In the modern treatment of epidemics in which – as Foucault has taught us – the relation inside-outside typical of the marginalisation/management of otherness is inverted. The threat is not coming from outside but is nestled among us all. We must isolate ourselves from the other because both us and the other are a threat to each other’s survival. And this is expressed clearly in the slogan “stay home”; which is an imperative directed to us as individuals and as part of a whole, omnes et singulatim, whose function is nothing other than motivating otherwise reluctant people to comply with the exception.

But “stay home” is a rather insidious slogan. Such narrative produces, in the end, a false sense of solidarity, mutual accountability and empowerment, the result of which however is the same form of exclusion of the other as a plague spreader; but with the illusion of heroically renouncing to our liberties for the common good, all adorned by the hideous greetings to the ill-fated who remain exposed to the virus to work for crap salaries. Implicit in the “stay home” is the substantial impotence of state power in facing the pandemic. What we are saving and protecting by stay home, is not our health but the state’s capability of taking care of it (indeed the slogan in the UK sounds like Stay Home, Protect the NHS, Save lives).

Hopefully, social distancing implemented in its harsher form (at the limit of misanthropy) will save us from the current pandemic; but of course, this could lead the gravest of the perils: the renunciation to what makes human life bearable and the emergence of mere biological life as a permanent living condition. But, as Agamben asks: what do human relationships become in a country that habituates itself to live in this way for who knows how long? And what is a society that has no value other than survival? Even in the impending catastrophe, we should never refrain from questioning our forms of life and the strategies governmental powers implement to shape it.

What the pandemic shows is that the boundaries between the zone of being and the zone of non-being that Grosfoguel (2016) insightfully highlights as the dividing line between raced subjects, are shifting and situational, and can, under specific historical conditions, cut through historical privilege too.

All of a sudden, the elderly of European welfare states that had for long benefited from the accumulation and extraction of wealth from cheap labour and raw materials from the Global South, find themselves to be disposable bodies, rather than privileged pensioners enjoying the spoils of post-WWII well-resourced social democracies.

Drama is for a certain civilization is closing.

The new play is being acted now and after rehearsal will open across the globe. Journalists in Variety say locations for debut are a big surprise. One of the Principles who asked Variety not to mention his name and required multiple non-disclosures was very blunt. “Not since The Afternoon of a Faun performed in the ruins of Berlin by Allied Soldiers, German troops, and KZ camp inmates now set free will the world have such a masterpiece. Our technology, patented, permits the global “Happening.”

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