This might just be one of my more comprehensive podcasts. Translation: desultory in spades. But I prefer improvisationally divergent and varied. A thought multiplex. Variform. As are the best parts of life. There are some assorted musings inter alia on death, faux bugling, mani/pedi and the man, Syria to be sure, deception and politics, relativistic history, interstitial connective tissue and the 12th Anniversary of 9-11.
Every year I feel the same. I remember with absolute clarity that absolutely beautiful day and then observed the Ted Baxter MSM distortion, diversion and distraction from anything even approximating the truth. I saw a rushed investigation and a mass recitation and rote memorization of the official story. A truncated investigation and a CliffsNotes version of reality. The event was then stacked on the history shelf and we will only talk about it in terms of said recitation. We’re not even close to getting to the bottom of the myriad issues. And trust me there are more unanswered questions than you can imagine. Everyone with two neurons to rub together knows that. Every other event in history is examined exhaustively, incessantly, indefatigably. But not 9-11. Other countries hold conventions and symposia and bravely investigate what happened. But not the victim country. Go figure. But trust me, one day, and that day will be soon, someone and some event will infuse and invigorate the population in demanding a thorough and painstaking investigation. Not a reopening, but the investigation that should have commenced immediately and instanter. But never did.
GMO: The mystery of our dutiful nescience.
No issue is as chilling as GMO foods, genetic engineering and Frankenfood. And of course, the name Monsanto comes up as it should. But dig: the issue is even more devious than the issue of what this stuff does to you. We’re talking about the end of biodiversity and heterogeneity of species. And then imagine one form and variation of corn owned by Monsanto. One model, one type. Period. And it gets worse. Farmers terrified to even reuse seed?! How insane is that. And it’s happening. Big Agra makes the Gambino crime family look like the Junior League.
This is not an exaggeration, this is not a drill. You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.