We had a very busy weekend, with a mountain hike, hours spent on a large carpentry project (which a real carpenter could knock off in two), a family birthday gathering that consumed all of last evening, and a couple of hours spent watching the movie Wonderland. My wife also handily dispatched me in a game of Super Scrabble.

I only mention all of that because in the midst of all of that, I also spent hours reading about the Boston Marathon bombing and viewing photographs thereof. The photos are of a very high quality, and of course it is easily seen that the events are staged, that there were no real injuries, that crisis actors were used, and any amputees after were amputees before.

I am tempted to go on a long rant about the particulars, but anyone who is curious about it can find that information. Here is just a summary, and I am deliberately limiting myself to 100 words:

There were no destructive devices used that day, no shrapnel or pressure cookers. It appears that the some of the actors were gathered inside the Lens Crafters store, and assembled outside after a loud explosion a couple of stories above. The area is quickly emptied, and “victims” appear. They are laboriously drenched in blood and fitted with devices imitating bloody stumps. “Medical” personnel, indifferent to victims, wander about as the major players are dressed and presented to waiting cameras – Jeff Bauman, Krystie Campbell, Sidney Corcoran, et al. Other victims, not present, will appear in staged hospital scenes. That’s 97 words.

I have more important matters to address:

• I took time. I spent probably 3-4 hours looking at the visual evidence. But I had to go find it. If I were a typical citizen, I would wait for information to fall in my lap via the television and Huffington Post.
• This is yet another use of the “conspiracy theory” meme. People are curious, but that curiosity is dulled by mainstream media saturation of the “correct” description of events. Real curiosity is stymied by fear of branding, ridicule and marginalization.
• What’s with the pictures? Just about every image seen by mainstream viewers was vetted by the Boston Globe, CNN and other palace guards. Yet I was able to look at high quality stills, about 216 of them. If every other outlet is guarded and output heavily censored, why is it so easy for me to find these 216 stills? That’s a real question, not rhetorical. Something is amiss.
• Man, the power of suggestion. I watched a video of a TV news reporter interviewing a doctor who had supposedly been on the scene helping victims, and the reporter says “Look at you. You’re covered in blood.” But the doctor has not a drop of blood on him.

I have deliberately not linked to anything nor grabbed any images, but easily could. I am not your curiosity. If you have any, you have to feed it yourself. But if you are tempted and stop in your tracks right here, fearing “conspiracy” talk, understand the power of thought control. The fear that stops you from looking further goes by that name.

The individual is more sensitive to the voice of the herd than to any other influence. It can inhibit or stimulate his thought and conduct. (Wilfred Trotter, British psychologist, 1916)

We live in the post-Lippmann, post-Bernays, post-Dewey, post-Le Bon and post-Trotter age. Their work is long done, generations have passed. Their efforts have been inculcated into our attitudes and industrial practices. Most of it had to do with framing the employee mindset in the industrial society. People had to be melded into efficient groups of employees, unions eliminated, with everyone accepting dominance by others as wholesome and natural. The work of these men translated easily into politics and consumerism.

I was a poor student in high school, a lousy employee who didn’t take well to dominance by insecure territorial dictators, and so escaped (or grew out of) most of it. Self-employment* is true freedom.
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There’s a nice little movie out there called “Fruitvale Station,” a separate discussion. In the movie the lead character, Oscar, is getting lovey with his wife and she is indifferent, and then mentions that he had an affair with another woman and that it was making it difficult for her. “One time,” says Oscar, and she agrees. “Yeah. You got caught, one time.”

This article is from TV Guide, April 15, 2000. It was a freer time in our history with more actual journalism going on than now. The incident has stuck in my mind all of these years because events subsequent indicate heavily military PSYOP presence in our news media.

In the TV Guide article, we learn that eight US Army PSYOP specialists held positions with CNN and NPR. That much is certain, as it was admitted by red-faced CNN and NPR.

After that, everything appears to be a lie. News executives did not know about them, they say. They did not affect “journalism,” they say. “Human Resources” did not know their backgrounds, they say. They were just there to “learn at the feet of masters,” and only about how to do news reporting, they say. In Latin America, they were used to doing things like create anti-drug advertisements, they say. They just did low-level clerkish work, says NPR, on Morning Edition and All Things Considered. They were probably pushing a coffee cart around. What could be more harmless?

And, of course, once NPR and CNN “learned” they were there, they were immediately terminated. End of story.

Truth is a little less savory. A French Intelligence newsletter exposed their existence, and the story ran in a Dutch newspaper, thereby making its way into the US media.

CNN and NPR got caught. But of course, it was the first time. Never happened before, never happen again. Honest honey.
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