Yes, Virginia, Philadelphia really did boo Santa Claus

I’ve lived now near Denver since late 2009. When we first moved here, I cared so little for NFL football that I probably did not even know the team record. I was happy when they won the 2015 Superbowl, even as I took seriously the Miles Mathis suggestion that a fumble by Carolina Panthers quarterback Cam Newton looked staged, and more so by the fact that he stood and watched rather than try to recover it. The fix was on.

Since then I’ve come to expect the fix to be on, especially in the big important games. I miss Jake the Asshole, who had found his voice and is now nowhere to be found. But I can’t help it, I enjoy NFL football. They’ve created a masterpiece of entertainment, dwarfing the old National Pastime, baseball, which since Covid and empty stadiums I came to realize was, all by itself, boring.

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The Joe Rogan Experience #2397, Richard Lindzen and William Happer

The Joe Rogan Experience #2397: Richard Lindzen and William Happer

Most times when I stop over to listen to Joe Rogan, whom I like, he’s interviewing someone I’ve never heard of. That’s fine, except that each interview is two hours long. How he gets away with challenging short attention spans like mine as he does … it is a tribute to his wide range of experience and ability to keep an interview going. Not everyone can do what he does, and hardly anyone for two hours plus. 

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The curious case of the missing brain

I’ve done this before, as I just can’t help myself at times. Quora is kind of a running propaganda site, with questions asked and answered, I suspect, by the same people. They do a lot of Apollo stuff, making up questions and then answering them with authority. For instance, why was it so difficult for Neil Armstrong to make his step out on the lunar surface? Some inside jackass asked that question only to reinforce the notion that it really happened. 

I answered to the effect that it’s very hard to set foot on a place when you are 238,000 miles away from it. My answers seldom draw responses, and eventually disappear. Quora, after all, is a SNOPES-like Wikipedia-like AI-like authoritative source, meant to be the final word on subjects. (Back in time, did you ever see someone answer a question with the words “I SNOPED it, and …”. SNOPING something became the nihil obstat or imprimatur* of what is accepted in faith to be true. 

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My Climate Change Story

Covering Climate Now is an organization advancing the Climate Change cause. I’ve subscribed to their newsletter for some time now. They want me (all subscribers) to participate by writing up our own experience with Climate Change (now called extreme weather event attribution) and how it has affected us in our daily lives.

Here’s my story:

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The Sedan nuclear test – spook number fest

Storax Sedan was a shallow underground nuclear test conducted in Area 10 of Yucca Flat at the Nevada National Security Site on July 6, 1962, as part of Operation Plowshare, a program to investigate the use of nuclear explosives for mining, cratering, and other civilian purposes.[2] The radioactive fallout from the test contaminated more US residents than any other nuclear test. The Sedan Crater is the largest human-made crater in the United States and is listed on the National Register of Historic Places. [Wikipedia]

Hang on now. I am going to list below all of the numbers surrounding Sedan, and I hope along the way someone explains to me the significance of the number 13. I’ve known since I was a kid that it was considered unlucky, but have no clue as to its Masonic significance.

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A note about Goodwomb420

Follow me on truecrimecasereopened.substack.com … Mark is a shill he just proved it. I am personally connected to this tragedy, Eric and Dylan were real. I sent Mark all their info, he knows better. Maybe this will go to your email before he bans me. (Final (I hope) deleted comment by Goodwomb420)

[For the record here, it doesn’t occur to me that people don’t see what I see. This dude, Goodwomb420, whoever he/she might be, never contacted me or this blog before the last few days. He didn’t send me “all their info”. That’s merely a strategy to gain trust, and he is playing that trust by his claim that he has the inside information on Columbine. He might have some of it, and if so, got it from inside sources familiar with the players, to be released here mixed with falsehood, classic misdirection. That falsehood is that Dylan and Eric were real persons. If anyone has looked deeply into this abyss as have I, it emerges slowly that Columbine high school was closed every year for the month of June, and in one of those Junes prior to 1999 all of the inside footage of the event was filmed. My piece on Columbine has a fatal flaw … it is long. There are therefore precious few readers of the whole piece. It needs to be worked over and published in Readers Digest to highlight that no one died, nothing happened inside the building that day, that there was no Dylan or Eric, and that SWAT patrolled the grounds for one purpose: To prevent interference by goddamned innocent bystanders.”]

Interesting strategy here … to foreordain an action and then claim victimhood. Anyway, you’re provided above with a link and are on your own to judge his worth. For myself, he’s just a bit hyperactive, perhaps knowingly so. If I say he was “sent here” to discredit me, I rise to the bait. His appearance here, I suspect, is built around my posts concerning Mathew Silverstone, whom I regard as a ghost and fake victim of the fake shooting at Evergreen Colorado High School on 9/10/ 25. My Silverstone rantings might have actually reached some people and caused them to wonder. I used NextDoor for that purpose. That’s a high-profile place, my comments sometimes drawing in excess of 2,500 reads. I provided a photo of Silverstone, noting that we had no such family living in our area, openly at least, and that the photo had been doctored. NextDoor, which warned its patrons in March of 2020 that anyone criticizing WHO or CDC would be censored, and then banned if the behavior was repeated, is a large national operation with local tentacles everywhere. It, like Facebook and YouTube, was seen as too important to be left alone during the fake pandemic and willingly went along with it. I withdrew at that time, and only recently rejoined the fracas. That comment and photo was quickly censored. But it was not without effect. 

I quit NextDoor after that blowup, but they tell me I cannot do that, that they must keep my comments for legal reasons. I took that to be a veiled threat. But never mind anyway – Facebook never deletes comments. I doubt that NextDoor does either. They can always be mined for dirt. 

I am drawn to controversy. I am reminded of my childhood when I and friends would visit the local dog pound. Maybe it was an asshole thing to do, but I would drag a stick down the cages, which were all outside, just to hear all the dogs bark at once.  Well, not “maybe”, but actually a real asshole thing to do. But I was a kid. That’s my excuse, and I stand by it. 

Anyway, I recently received an email from GoFundMe, advising me that my fraud complaint against the effort to raise money for Silverstone would be investigated. I advised them, and now everyone, that I filed no such complaint, and that whoever the impostor is will probably be found nested in Jefferson County Colorado Sheriff or School District offices. Both are infiltrated by spooks … it can be no other way. Columbine could not have been pulled off so successfully without their cooperation. I advised the school district of my noninvolvement, suggesting they look inward for the impostor. 

That won’t happen. They might be forced the bring Silverstone forward, possibly in a wheelchair. If, as I contend, Silverstone is a ghost, they will have to bring in another actor to portray him. We are not without some technology here to detect such fraud. 

As always, readers here are on their own. Goodwomb420 accuses me of being a shill. Defending myself from that accusation would achieve his objective. I cannot convince anyone of anything and will just carry on as usual. 

Jonestown … the end

New Note to Readers: I republished this back in January of 2024, and am doing so again. I was on another blog, and a commenter there dismissively used the expression “drank the Kool Aid” to criticize another person. I realized then that ‘Drink the Kool Aid” serves the identical function as another meme, “Watcha got there, a conspiracy theory?” It allows people of low curiosity and possibly even lower intellect to criticize people more curious and smarter than them, and to thereby win arguments and gain an upper hand against their betters. Thus do we live in a land where public opinion is governed by fools. I republish this one more time to emphasize that it is those who use the expression “Drank the Kool Aid” who drank the Kool Aid, the public psyop and fake event known as “Jonestown massacre,” where no one died.

Note to Readers: I’ve got a few ideas percolating on the back burner, waiting to take shape. Looking back over the years, I found my Jonestown work to be among the most satisfying. I had no help, and started to publish before I completely grasped how they had pulled it off. The coup de grâce was a trip to the SOG (seat of government) website for (formerly?) British Guyana, where a government geological agency has detailed maps of mineral deposits in the country, proven and potential. Right where “Jonestown” was said to be there is a gold mine. This validated my speculation that photos of the compound were really those of a mining camp.

I am re-publishing this piece because the opening links to everything before. The conclusions at the opening include the very last: No one died. I might add that the expression “drank the Kool-Aid” entered the lexicon after this event, and the Intel agents behind it (all retired or dead by now) had to be laughing because even as it is used against people with healthy skeptical minds who do not believe in LOOT, the Lies of Our Times, it really describes those who think events like 911, or January 6, or the OKC bombing were real. The joke is on them, the irony is precious. The people who think Jonestown was a real event … drank the Kool-Aid!

As always I have left comments before intact and have allowed for new ones as well.

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The complete five-part Jonestown series:
Jim Jones: The Fake early years
Jonestown: Introduction
Jonestown: More Questions than answers
Jonestown: Not so remote after all
Jonestown: The end

To draw this business around Jonestown to a conclusion, I will try to answer the question “Why?”

First, some obvious conclusions.

  • Due to the location of purported Jonestown, there was no need to bring anyone from San Francisco down there. They probably used military or actual mining company employees to stage the fake mass suicide photo-op. No one was going to travel there afterwards.

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The Spanish flu and underlying questions

To say that what I do is compulsive is akin to saying a Marathon runner really enjoys running. He/she doesn’t enjoy the suffering, I don’t imagine, but feels a need to conquer some madness inside, some burning desire to excel at something that most people don’t think or care about, running. I read a lot, but not compulsively, that is, I feel no urge to complete a book start to finish, and if I don’t like what I’m reading, I set it aside. If I really don’t like what I’m reading, I ceremoniously toss the damned thing in the recycle bin. I would easily drop out of the marathon at mile marker 3.0. I don’t suffer that burning desire, and don’t understand those so motivated.

Anyway, when I encounter a book I like, I shortly thereafter forget its contents. I can actually read it again and it will hit me as brand new. So, long ago, I developed the habit of revisiting a book I liked not too long after finishing it, and transcribing passages I had read and flagged. The idea was that manually typing out those passages would seal them inside my cranium with some permanence.  It works! Sort of. These days I use transcription software, so typos abound, often comical, often hard to rectify without going back to the page of the crime.

The book I read recently is called “Can You Catch a Cold?”, Untold History of Human Experiments, by Daniel Roytas. (Video link here, Amazon link here.) I’m not big on credentials, but do note that the author lacks a “Dr.” before or a “PhD” after his name. But that does not matter if the only thing that matters is content. I also note that the book is not indexed, a true defect in my mind. Indexing is a time-consuming but worthy exercise. There are also some annoying typos  contained within, not uncommon in this time of self-published works. The “Forward by Dr. Samantha Bailey” helps some, as I like her and her husband Mark, but living on the outside of their chosen fields must be degrading, with the resultant preaching while in exile being more like circle jerking than actually reaching anyone. Nonetheless, truth is where it is found, and I tip my hat to those who labor onward.

All that in mind, I am going to cite a long passage from this book on the Spanish flu of the post-World War I era, as I found it revealing and gripping. Read it too if you can, or not. I seldom follow orders, and when someone tells me I need to read this or that, I usually continue on doing what I am doing without heeding the advice. I made it through high school in that manner, and yes, I missed a lot in the process, but agree with Paul Simon that most of it was crap.

So, if you start to read what follows and then say “Ah, fook this,” I get it.

Have fun! Or not. There is a payoff at the end, so skip there if you want. Or skip it all and go to my own brief observations at the very end, and share your own in the comments. I know of one person, not sure who, claiming that the Spanish Flu was a hoax. I do not believe that. I believe it real, and just as with polio and micro encephalitis and God only know what else, was blamed on a virus as a cover-up. That is, really, the true function of viruses.

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Lawsuit based on bad science … ain’t dead yet

I refer you to an article, Missoula judge dismisses federal climate lawsuit, plaintiffs plan to appeal, which you will find in the Billings (Montana) Gazette, or any of the other related Lee Newspaper outlets. Unfortunately, the article is paywalled. At one time I subscribed to the Gazette, paying $1.00 for three months. I thought the price was a bit excessive, but only modestly so. More recently, I have subscribed for one year for $26.00, wildly overpriced, but still, affordable.

The article is centered on a lawsuit brought by “Our Children’s Trust”, a group of naive and poorly educated kids used as fronts in a cynical maneuver to bypass science and legislatures and make “Climate Change” an actionable offense. By that means misanthropic morons can take legal action against our society. The judge, U.S. District Judge Dana Christensen, bent the knee before the CC crowd, but said in conclusion that “… while this court is certainly troubled by the very real harms presented by climate change and the challenged [executive orders’] effect on carbon dioxide emissions, this concern does not automatically confer upon it the power to act.”

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