At any decent social gathering, you will run into one or more boys or girls, men or women, who will tell you that the reason we are currently dangling on one hook or another is the government. Or, “The GOVERNMENT.”
– It’s just a movie! (No, it isn’t!)
If you ask what they mean, they’ll say, “We could fix this problem (whatever problem we’re supposed to be facing), but the Government is blocking the solution – it’s not cost-effective. It’ll disrupt the market. It’ll destroy competition for a time, re-figure and jigger the market. It will kill the ruling industry…and it’ll work!”
So you hear of 120 mile per gallon cars, self-sustaining energy supplies, electro-magnetic hovering vehicles, cures for various terrible diseases – cheap cures, in the form of readily available nutrients or substances.
You hear about ‘Government’ malfeasance; complicity in the acts of horror that serve as the rationale for most current policy. You hear about the threads that track back to a recent, oh-so-inglorious past: Bayer, IBM, I.B. Farben…Archer Daniels Midland, Halliburton.
You hear how Standard Oil ripped the railways out of Southern California, and how the oil industry conspired against public transportation in the US, to make us auto-dependent and auto-asphyxiated.
“Oh, maybe so,” you chuckle, and wince, and say, “but, I’m no expert.” And you move onto the current television season, what’s being sold in the paper, or perhaps something with actual meaning – a relationship, a life-decision, etc. But economy and economies are never far from your mind, or the discussion.
And anyway, who believes conspiracy theories?
Well, maybe you don’t, but you should. Because General Motors does.
Faced with true and permanent death, the company breached etiquette and found the strength to jump the approved starting gun for the future. And here it is:
“GM today revealed that the new Chevy Volt hybrid will get up to 230 mpg for city driving. The Volt can travel up to 40 miles on a single electricity charge; Its overall range will be 300 miles with its fuel engine.” – Business Pundit.com
And again: A production-line car getting 230 miles per gallon, in city driving.
And coming soon? Over 300 mpg:
– Super-duper-uber bug
A year ago or more, a private company advertised its over 200 mpg pod car (The Aptera). We can be assured that the specifications clearly represented reality. And we’re now staring at the future that conspiracy theorists told us was waiting.
So, in acknowledgment, gratitude, and celebration of this glorious unapproved event, I will now throw my allegiance to the conspiracy theorists:
1. John and Bobby Kennedy were shot in the CIA 60s, the decades of world-wide assassination. No lone gunman. No happenstance. It’s planning. That’s what it was in Iran, in Central and South America. It’s what it was here. Let’s stop pretending that our government doesn’t kill to protect itself.
2. On 9-11 three buildings fell to the earth, often at free-fall speed. The buildings were high, very high, and made of strong, solid metal. Somebody wanted those buildings to fall down, straight down, dramatically and quickly. Anybody who pretends otherwise is, well, pretending. I don’t know who wanted the buildings to come down. But somebody did, and they made it happen.
3. There may very well be the wreckage of a visiting non-Earth vessel in Roswell New Mexico. There may not be. But, until the files are all opened, the case remains open in my mind. (I’ve never put much stock in such stories, by the way, but 230 mpg in a production car? Well, kiss my grits. I’m with Mulder).
– I don’t really Want to believe. But what choice do I have with such a bunch of assholes running things in Rome? I mean, in Washington?
4. U.S. Astronauts may not have landed on the moon. I don’t know, but I’m willing to let the investigation happen, if there’s sufficient evidence that the U.S. would have done a mock-up of the event to scare the Russians silly in the 1960s. Oh, we may have gotten there. But I don’t know. I cannot know, for sure, until somebody sends me the original Polaroids from Olympus Mons. (And what was the mileage on the moon-buggy)?
5. The Big Bang never happened. There is no palatable, reasonable, repeatable, honest evidence that we have any idea how we, or time began. It’s a science-fiction fairy tale, and it’s stinking up all of science, from the top down. Undo it already. We do not know, it’s as simple as that. (And add all the garbage piled into that woe-begotten theory – Black Holes, Dark Matter, String Theory – it’s all string cheese). And, you know, there are better theories, just waiting earnestly for their chance at bat.
Any group that spreads terror and panic like the WHO, issuing absolutely bogus cries of “Pandemic” every time a seagull sprains its beak, shutting down local and global economies, devastating whole countries (and usually the poor ones), because of its asinine fever-dreamed hunches: These are criminals, not scientists.
And informing the public that pigs, or goats, or monkeys, or snails, or what-ever-you-can-imagine, will ‘spark’ the ‘next worldwide pandemic’ is a kind of mental illness imaginable only by researchers who live so deeply under their microscopes, that they can’t see how the world actually functions.
The WHO has no comprehension of poverty, toxicology, environmental pollution. They don’t even have an honest, useful grasp on what viruses are, or what they actually do – and how very little today’s science understands the biology of the cell as it interacts with the body, and environment.
You want a safer world? Build sewage and clean-water systems worldwide, in the poorest regions, where fear of disease most often arises. Yes, same goes for AIDS.
Of course, that is an incomplete list.
And so, dear reader, feel free to add your own probable conspiracy that, in one fell swoop could be proven true, by, let’s say,
- the construction of clean-water systems worldwide, as the first priority of the WHO.
- Or, Al Gore’s acceptance of debate by those scientists critical of his CO2 model of weather patterns and change.
- Or, Stephen J. Hawking giving back his many awards, saying, “Yes, it’s true. We don’t know what the hell we are talking about.”
The ball is in your court.