psyopped, 5/18/19

It seems as if poorly executed pencil squats on my part has resulted in an aggravated sciatic nerve. Have never felt such pain in my life, and the worst part is that you can’t really take a load off without making it worse! A prescription of some sort of steroid is helping the pain, but if part of your life revolves around making noise contra fucking everything hellish emanating from empire on Twitter (which is kind of a drug in itself), steroids suuuck. Twitter on steroids — not recommended!

Especially if you’re being forced to observe in some part the alleged doxing of another leftist for questioning CODEPINK

The first rule of lefty social media sphere is to never question CODEPINK. In traditional narcleft actorvist form, their occupation of the Venezuelan embassy is about, surprise! them. @jahl9000 and @korcounterprop have been making mincemeat of them lately. It’s nothing less than courageous to do so when their proletarian opponents have faced mass media intimidation and personally-delivered threats from intelligence agents.

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psyopped, 5/9/19

Work work work and little play. I hope I’m not too dull in this entry. The purpose of this post is to provide some context for more discussion on Actor Assange contrasted with the covert ops we can see glimmers of in the bourgeois press that the chattering left is largely ignoring, as usual.

The Culture of Narcissism: American Life in an Age of Diminishing Expectations by Christopher Lasch, 1979

The mass media, with their cult of celebrity and their attempt to surround it with glamour and excitement, have made Americans a nation of fans, moviegoers. The media give substance to and thus intensify narcissistic dreams of fame and glory, encourage the common man to identify himself with the stars and to hate the “herd”, and make it more and more difficult for him to accept the banality of everyday existence.

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psyopped, 5/1/19

THE LANGUAGE OF THE THIRD REICH: LTI — Lingua Tertii Imperii, A Philologist’s Notebook by Victor Klemperer as translated by Martin Brady, 2006

In Klemperer, the alert will find solace and validation. Volumes of knowledge to explore are on every page of LTI. It’s a humbling and sobering reading experience that helps to sharpen the technicolor mind warp american imperialism casts as if all the pieces are simply random glass shards in a kaleidoscope.

This past week after I had written my first installment, I was shocked to view the NFL draft on a television at the local bar I frequent. ABC boasted a crowd of 300,000 people in the streets of Nashville to watch this auction, and the shots reflected it. If only the demonstration against a new Wal-Mart branch in Sherman Heights San Diego I was at seven years ago to the day had such numbers. There were many close-ups of young Black men wrapped up pretty as Christmas packages, and the most senior of the white commentators donned a large bobbly-headed mask resembling the top pick who was black. I find it quite shocking that ABC aired this for several minutes, and to me, just those few minutes signify the many steps backwards in american society that have become intensified in these last few years.

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