I offer the above video because it contains some of the most powerful language in favor of representative government and against “fascism” (which Costner later invokes in the courtroom setting), in cinematic history. It is a level 101 course in the depths of deception that our leaders are capable of.
In 1991, when this movie, JFK, was released, I was still in diapers, so to speak. I wondered how such a work could make it through the barriers, the powerful censors. I thought it a breakthrough. I imagined we might finally have some answers. I was also impressed by the list of actors (not to mention Oliver Stone) on ‘our side’, truth-seekers. Here are the big ones:
Tommy Lee Jones
Jim Garrison, not officially an actor, in real life played a lone nut district attorney in New Orleans, willing to defy the world to get to the truth. That’s why he is listed. In the movie he played Earl Warren, another real-life actor of that era, selected to head the “Warren Commission.”
I cannot also help but notice that the actor listed at IMDB chosen to play FBI agent “Frank” is named “Wayne Tippet.” Those of you unfamiliar with the Kennedy assassination might not know that part of the larger scam was the supposed murder of a Dallas police officer by the name “Tippet.” Hmmmm. .
Uneducated as I was in 1991, I thought there was an undercurrent of truth-seeking going on, and that the list above was comprised of men and women who were in an underground movement to find out who really shot JFK. It would not be until many years later, on reading this paper, that I came to realize the depths of deception that our leaders are capable of.
The Costner speech is well written. He is a brilliant actor, and I have always been attracted to his work. Notice how he mimics a southern accent, how he almost breaks in a state of emotional line-walking as he recites his lines. Most of us remember him as Ray Kinsella in Field of Dreams, where his character is a modest and unassuming man who, when confronted with his own (well-intended) lies, says “That’s a good point.” He has always been able to play the part of a likeable man.*
His character in JFK is intense, willing to sacrifice his family to get to the bottom of the crime. The real life Jim Garrison was said to have done the same. Not a chance. Off screen and on, these are all actors.
What I find so disconcerting is how, in the Costner speech, they hit all the right notes. Man, did they play me. Man, did they know how to play me. They know not just the words, but the music. They are not sincere about one letter in one word of one sentence.
I am overmatched.
So too with the scamdemic. They know that a certain segment of the population will see through it. They are prepared for us, and know our angles and forms of resistance. They will allow some of it, but not all of it. That which is allowed will be in the same manner as done with cattle being led to slaughter. The people behind this are the heirs of the JFK assassination scam. They are playing us on so many levels. I only seek refuge from them. The depth of their deceit, dishonesty and intelligence intimidates me. Where to hide?
At this point, I can only do a few things: One, my cell phone will be gone. That device is, and always has been, for tracking. Before now, it was merely an alluring piece of electronics that we all got hooked on. So many years ago, I came across a photo of the prototype of the original iPhone. It was not something put forth by the clown Steve Jobs, an actor, but by DARPA. It was a siren song. (I do wish I saved things like that photo. But then, maybe it was released on purpose, to mislead us.)
I want to go to places where there is no cellular and where I can turn WIFI on for maybe an hour a day to do this. Perhaps I could travel to a place to use WIFI or cellular once weekly, like Slough Creek Campground in Yellowstone, where the Mt. Washburn tower barely juts above the intervening hills to allow a signal. Something like that. I have a ringing in the back of my head that is not tinnitus, and which is shared, I read, by 80 million others in this country. It may be a background electronic resonance. It is, I read, the reason why I do not suffer so many insects on my windshield when driving 75 mph on a highway.
I cannot know these things to be true. After all, look above at the Costner speech, and see how many degrees of deceit are around us – 33? Why is this book allowed to be published? Maybe I have crossed a line into paranoia, but I have been fooled before. Just as I assumed that an underground movie could break through to the mainstream, so too do I assume books allowed to be published do not have to pass some official muster. They key to censorship, real censorship, is not to suspect it is there, but not to even know. If a book is never published, how can we know its contents?
There are other things that I cannot avoid. A vaccination is in the works, though it cannot possibly have anything to do with a virus. It is intended for some other purpose, and we will not be able to avoid it. I can only hope it does not kill us. I do not rule that out.
Also in the works, a rite of passage too – a “Covid-19” card or tattoo. It will allow us on aircraft, to attend concerts, perhaps even to enter a grocery store. We cannot avoid that either. The power behind this hoax is unfathomable.
Most difficult is to be surrounded by dunces. I was a dunce in 1991, and got played. I don’t look down on humanity. I am just an aging part of it. I stumbled on the paper written and mentioned that it explained how the JFK assassination was but a real-TV-news movie in which no one was harmed. That paper set me free. I took that opportunity to see through so many other public hoaxes and the way our country, our world is run. It is public mythology. Everything we know is false.
Like the movie JFK, my question is this: Was I allowed to read the paper as another immersion into the depths of deception? Was I played yet again? I’ll not soon forget that I was led to its author by a YouTube video on the Sharon Tate hoax. That video, even now as YouTube has removed the velvet gloves and censors everything imaginable, is still there.
I am not smart enough to see through everything. By any means.
*Costner’s latest offering, Yellowstone, not worth a link, is ugly and dishonest in its portrayal of ranching, Montana, and life. The characters are all overblown and defective, each suffering some sort of mania driving them to kill and be killed. If only he’d have stopped with Water World.