This is so transparent that I don’t have to be Sherlock Holmes or Sven Svenson to see through it. We are told that Greta Thunberg crossed the Atlantic on a solar-powered vessel in order to lecture the diplomats during the UN climate summit.
The ‘Madhouse Effect’ caused by climate scientists
I have seen this happen in my life, and described it but did not give it a name … police are sure they have identified the perpetrator of a crime, but do not have evidence that will stand up in court. So they manufacture it. They are justified in their minds in doing this because they are sure the person is guilty and belongs behind bars. The end justifies the means.
This is common not just in police work, but many other fields, including climate science.
The name given this behavior is “noble cause corruption“, and that phrase was coined by Professor of Philosophy Edwin Delattre in 1989. Wikipedia has a nice entry on it, using the movie Dirty Harry as an example. In that movie, Detective Harry Callahan uses intimidation, violence and murder to achieve justice.
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Ramblings: Sven Svenson, Dr. Ross McKittrick, Jaws, birds and moral courage
I had to chuckle this morning as I turned to the MMG page for the latest output, a piece called “Who is Greta Thunberg“, written by “Sven Svenson.” Who, I wondered, is “Sven Svenson? Why do people who turn up there wish to remain anonymous? I ask that question knowing that in my one formal encounter with the group, the piece on the McCartney twins, which I had been led to discover by MMG, that I asked to remain anonymous. I became a “Friend in Colorado.”
Why did I do that? In my case, it was not a case of having something to hide, some career to protect. I have outed myself on this blog from the beginning. My theory was that I had nothing to hide, and that even if I did, people would discover me anyway. I had learned before becoming a blogger and using pseudonyms as a commenter that people could always identify my writing style. I do have a voice, such as it is.
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Too many sheepdogs. Where’s our hero in shining armor?

Something big is in the works. One can only speculate. Negative interest rates in Europe. President attacking the Fed. $75 billion per day being pumped into the system because banks know when the music stops, there aren’t enough seats left for everyone. Nothing kills creditors faster than a crash. Or there’s the slow, painful method of negative interest rates as far as the eye can see.
The environment is indeed facing an emergency, not just the real damage that’s seen, but because so many have placed their faith in the perpetrators of the Big Con. Big oil really does pollute the air we breathe. Big Ag poisons our land, water and food with chemicals and genetic warfare. Big war, well, killing is their business, their only business.
Continue reading “Too many sheepdogs. Where’s our hero in shining armor?”Winter storms used to just happen. Now they are caused by climate change.

Quoting National Weather Service meteorologist Paul Nutter in a Bloomberg article about the winter storm that is predicted to leave a whole bunch of snow on the northern Rocky Mountain Front:
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Ringo Starr and Baba Wawa on John Lennon’s death
I am afraid I am all awash in confirmation bias, but I looked at this video of Ringo Starr being interviewed by Baba Wawa (the former Pamela Courson, in my view) for signs of lying, and they are all about. His eye dart. He rarely looks his interviewer in the eye. When it comes to the point where he is supposed to produce tears, he suggests they stop filming. “Do you want to stop that now” as if tears are coming.
They don’t stop filming and the tears don’t come. He says, tellingly, that “… but I’m sure he’s OK.”
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Climate strike! Climate strike!

Have I ever mentioned how most public demonstrations are not spontaneous, but rather the result of top-down organization and agitation? Here is the result, from HuffPo, maybe 200 or so people in Pittsburgh. Most are apparently still waiting for their signs and marching orders.
Amazon goes for golf carts
Back before we left for this trip, I ordered a book via Amazon.com on a Friday, and found it on our door step Saturday morning. I have read the tales of beleaguered Amazon employees who are monitored all day long via tracking devices, and probably fired if they don’t measure up. A strike would be a good thing, set the company back on its heels, force it to be more humane. However, the only thing I have read is that Amazon employees (maybe a thousand) planned to walk off the job in protest to inaction on climate change. I’ll bet that story died in its cradle.
I’m sharing to fight fascism.

The article I’m posting will not be seen if I/we do not share it with others. The forces censoring the internet, print, radio, tv, and all forms of media do not want certain truths to get out where it may damage the myths so carefully, and costly, to maintain. Our fence (cage) is electric, invisible to most. Our minds are managed. Some are awakening. Some already awake. It is painful to know how things work. One step in front of another, we must challenge the powers that enslave us.
Thank you Clint. And thank you for sharing. Pass it on.
Zionist Israeli Jews Have Become The New Nazi Party
“Now, let’s be clear, the secular “Jews” (by name only) that inhabit Zionist Israel are acting exactly as they insistently and institutionally portray the German citizens as acting during the 1930’s and 40’s. And the biggest Zionist shill of them all is your acting president in the United States:”
Trump signs declaration recognizing Israel’s sovereignty over disputed Golan Heights https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=6&v=DRMs2K7DSY8
Thanks for the memories
We are on the Amalfi Coast today, having down time. We are meeting our daughter for dinner later this evening, and the town of Almalfi is just wall-to-wall shops and tourists, so inside is better than outside. So I have been laying here on the bed looking at old photos of the Beatles, trying to figure out the Paul/Mike dynamic.