Forgive me my earlier patriotism rant. It was true to my feelings, but intentionally a bit sophomoric…a little pedestrian in nature. Sometimes I like to vent, and in the raging voice that readers expect. I promised I wouldn’t do that. See what I did there?
I have been listening to a lot of Eustace Mullins lately, and I dunno. I loved the guy. He had a way of speaking that just drew you in and let you feel that there are no stupid questions. I will miss him. Kinda like that nice old guy that you wish now that you had more time for when you were a kid. He worked at the grocery or the fire station, and you would marvel at his tales of war or big bands or living out of a truck on the way to California. Were his tales true? Who knows…it doesn’t matter. He was true.
My Mother used to describe people like that as ones that “were in love with the sound of their own voice”. And that can be a good or a bad thing. When you listen to the talking heads in the media, or Alex Jones or Mike Rivero, you can get a mouthful of the bad taste for that particular proclivity. But when you listen to Twain or Mullins or even Carlin, you can see the good that this love affair with one’s own vocal chords can bring to millions. I guess it has to do with intent.
Anyway, back to Mullins. I loved the way he could ramble through history at warp speed, while you are trying desparately to take mental notes. You believed him. It was as if all the proof for those uneasy feelings you have always had, were embodied in this man’s voice. A voice of authority and experience and yet with no condescension. Much like Joseph Campbell when he went speeding through the historical power structures of religious myth. There are few people that can sustain my interest or trust in this world. These are two of them.
I can listen to many speakers and no matter how methodical they seem, if they falter in one statement, a red light and siren goes off in my head and it drowns out anything further that they have to say. It’s like reading an essay in which the author mentions the “holocaust” off-offhandedly as a mere stepping stone to another bigger point…my ears go dead. I don’t care what point they are trying to make…if they are going to reference something that I know to be a fabrication, as a fact…they have lost me. But that’s only common sense. You can’t lead a horse…all that.
I have been driveling on in this post and have yet to come to a point. I write like that, as I am sure you have noticed.
Yesterday I read an article that stated that even though the MSM has found their new HITLER in the personage of I’m-a-dinner-jacket, and are drooling to lambaste him at every turn, his latest speech at the UN in which he mentioned the possibility that the mossad was behind 9/11 and the zio-news had a field day…the alternative media on the net were strangely silent. The article concluded that this was because these supposed websites of alternative news, were really funded and backed by the zionists themselves. The sites that the article mentioned are probably guilty as charged. For the rest of us out here…I don’t think that is a fair assessment.
I haven’t, and very few bloggers out here have mentioned the speech very much, because I think we have fallen out of love with this guy. As I said up there somewhere, there are some that can sustain my interest or trust . Mahmoud Ahmadinejad is not one of these. There are too many bells going off…too many red lights flashing. He is too good to be true. He is too much the embodiment of all that the JPTB want to demonize. I think many out here feel that way. Just as Adolph was a cardboard cut-out for the zionist’s propaganda, so too does the leader of Iran strike me. He looks like a garden path that I don’t think I want to stroll down. But maybe that’s just me. Maybe I have been led down too many paths. Getting a bit gun-shy in my old age, I guess.