The Stench of Digital Dung: Virtual Variants, Trigger Events, and Blockchain Cults

If you haven’t already, kindly remove your face diaper before proceeding.  

“Nearly one century ago, Lewis Mumford observed in his magnum opus, Technics in Civilization, that great advances in technology and society come from the intersection of complementary and mainly technological revolutions. Mumford assigned a label . . . to each of history’s modern eras. The first, with its ‘collection of inventions and ideas introduced from about AD 1000 into the eighteenth century,’  Mumford labeled the ‘ecotechnic phase’ . . . The second era, the Industrial Revolution, characterized by advances in ‘materials and power sources,’ he termed the ‘paleotechnic phase’ . . . His own time, the 1930s, which witnessed a flowering of innovation from ‘new alloys, electricity, and improved means of communication,’ he labeled the ‘neotechnic phase,’ (neo, of course for new).

To extend that taxonomy, we propose ‘neurotechnic phase,’ (the Greek root neuron meaning nerves) for the coming long era of growth. 

We now enter humanity’s first era of a networked, ubiquitous, and intelligent infrastructure. We do in fact live in time of a ‘new normal.’ But instead of our future being one of perennial slow growth and technological stagnation, it will be just the opposite. The reality is that we, and our children, and grandchildren, live at the beginning of the long neurotechnic phase of civilization, the most exciting and promising time in history.” (p. 327-328)

~ Mark P. Mills, The Cloud Revolution: How the Convergence of New Technologies Will Unleash the Next Economic Boom and a Roaring 2020s  

Writer’s Note: As I wrote this essay, I felt the need to “borrow” language from other writers and thinkers who have come before me, with remarkably greater insights and poetic lingo. Thus, I have repeatedly incorporated their original thoughts, and to simply credit them, rather than clutter the piece with long quotes. I chose to place their initials in parentheses where appropriate. Further, in most instances, as I was jumping from quote to quote, page to page, chapter to chapter, and post to post, I had trouble retroactively identifying their origins. So many of their insights blended seamlessly and synchronously with my own, that at times I found it challenging to distinguish where their thoughts ended, and mine began. Therefore, in my best effort to acknowledge these critical voices, I make every attempt to delineate them. I apologize in advance if they (or the reader) encounter any questionable overlap that went unaccounted for. Accordingly, following is the legend I utilized to denote these individuals:

Alison McDowell (AM) of wrenchinthegears.com

Michael Hoffman (MH) of revisionisthistory.org and author of Twilight Language and Secret Societies and Psychological Warfare 

Goro (G) of supertorchritual.com (most of his work at STR is behind a paywall — see Endnote 1)

Herein, I go beneath the masonic symbolism most often apparent and mirroring the occult. We are going deep — equipped with a Cryptocracy lens — into an abyss replete with Twilight Language (MH) and public psychodrama . . . into a land of disenchantment (MH), where we may see some uncanny coincidences that possibly serve as a reflection of a larger, yet hidden, gestalt out in the open.

How is that for a paradoxical and cryptic lead-in? 

Readers may recognize this phenomenon as Revelation of the Method, a term ostensibly coined by symbolism science extraordinaire James Shelby Downard, to describe the subliminal alchemical processing of society by its self-selected Cryptocratic controllers, through orchestrated open-air rituals (MH). 

My aim is to break any trance state that has been imposed on us. But how does one become lucid and mentally agile amidst all the noise spewed out by the Machine? Perhaps some kung fu pattern detection is in order . . . 

What is that terrible smell in the air? Do you sense it? Perhaps not. So please allow me to point it out.

There is digital dung (MH) floating around in the ether these days, defined and applied (by me; see Final Writer’s Note) as: symbolic, subliminal clues placed in open sight by the sorcerous system through public rituals, which unconsciously mirror the digitized infrastructure being built inside and around us — by humans, yet not for humans, as it ultimately serves the technological non-human master (the “AI beast”). Accordingly, we do not beneficially reap what we sow, as we increasingly become digitized, remotely-programmable serfs indentured to the Singularity.

Unless you have been living under a rock, undoubtedly, you have heard of one iteration of digital dung. It’s called Omicron. You may have thought it was only the name of a deviant (cough cough, I mean, variant), or an anagram of moronic or oncomir. Word play seems to have had a renaisssance since this mischievous deviant appeared on the scene. I suppose that’s a good sign. Some of us have been playing with words for many years, and it is kind of nice to see others joining in on the decoding amusement. Funny thing, though, there is one underhanded and unremitting thread that I have noticed, which seems to have been omitted from public awareness, and thus, deserves unraveling. Once you see it, I suspect you may not unsee it. Further, you may start to detect the curious pattern elsewhere. Let’s dip our toes into de-occulting this, shall we?

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The psychopath next door

I am currently dictating passages from the book Political Ponerology by Andrew M. Lobaczewski, an arduous task. However, as I read through the following passage, I thought it might perhaps be of general interest. The entire book is about psychopaths, how they maneuver in society, form groups, takeover companies, governments, and as we can see by looking at our current landscape, the entire world. Anthony Fauci is surely a psychopath, most likely Al Gore as well. Bill Gates, duh.

See if you think the following passages resonate with you as a non-psychopath.

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“The average intelligence of the psychopath, especially if measured via a commonly used tests, is somewhat lower than that of normal people, albeit similarly variegated. Despite the wide variety of intelligence and interests, this group does not contain examples of the highest intelligence, nor do we find technical craftsmanship talents among them. The most gifted members of this kind may thus achieve accomplishments in those sciences which do not require a correct humanistic view or practical skills. (Academic decency is another matter, however.) Whenever we attempt to construct special tests to measure “life wisdom” or “socio-moral imagination”, even if the difficulties of psychometric evaluation are taken into account, individuals of this type indicating deficit disproportionate to their personal IQ.

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Dirty Hairy

By: Cranky Yanky

With gender fluidity being all the rage in this “woke” society, I thought I would take a closer look at the mysterious phenomenon known as the “hair band.”  I call it mysterious because I never understood what attracted so many young people to this genre of music.  I mean, even if I weren’t put off by the imagery (which I am), I still wouldn’t like the music.  Then again, I’ve never been a fan of what I term the “Velveeta” style of overly-processed production.  But each to his own, music is subjective. 

Still, I can’t help it wonder if fans of this sub-genre of music aren’t constantly questioning their sexual orientation and preferences.  I imagine females thinking to themselves, “His hair and makeup are better than mine, but I WANT him!  Wait a minute, do I secretly desire other women?”  I’ve always been under the impression that women do not like to date men who are prettier than themselves for obvious reasons.  Speaking of obvious, do I even need to conjecture what dudes might be asking themselves? 

The intel operation known as the Beatles can be credited, among many things, with initiating the acceptance of long hair on men.  It wouldn’t take long before the envelope would be pushed, culminating with the Glam Rock movement of the early 70s.  But, the purpose of that initial “Glam” phase appears to have been an acclimation process.  It wouldn’t be until the 80s when MTV became pervasive that the “in your face” emascusation aspect would take hold.

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The power of quotation marks

I draw your attention to a comment by XS that elaborates on an inadequate presentation on virus “isolation” as presented in my previous post. I’ve always been challenged to get my arms around the subject.

This happened to coincide with the reason I sat down here. Some time ago I was listening to an hilarious podcast wherein Conan O’Brien hosted Kevin Nealon. The two were on top of their games and the back and forth was priceless. I am not gonna link to it as it would take too much effort to find it again but if you are inclined to go to a podcast called “Conan O’Brien Needs a Friend.” There are more than 100 podcasts there. At a certain point O’Brien mentions to Nealon that he was given credit for being a comedian at some source, I’ve forgotten where. Nealon responds “at least they say I’m a comedian.” O’Brien responds “Oh, the word was in quotation marks.”

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To Isolate a Virus, to Eliminate an Ice Age

This post is experimental. I am using Nuance Dragon software that allows me to speak and write at the same time. This is a newer version that I just purchased yesterday that coordinates very nicely with Firefox, allowing me to use the same software as always when writing a blog post, but while dictating rather than keyboarding. I am wearing what looks like an oven mitten on my right hand, so that the only digits available to me are the index and thumb of that hand. Apparently the hand is going to be out of commission for at least a couple of weeks, so this software is coming in incredibly handy.

I refer you to a paper entitled Statement On Virus Isolation (SOVI) written by Sally Fallon Morell, Thomas Cowan, MD, and Andrew Kaufman, MD. The concepts in this paper should be familiar to everyone here, so this is an exercise in formatting and using various tools offered by WordPress. I will quote the opening section.

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“More Wilderness” is a big lie.

A little news and opinion from the wilderness fragments still found here in the Wild (northern) Rockies. CounterPunch graciously ran the following piece about a fake “Wilderness Bill” introduced in the U.S. Senate by Montana Senator Jon Tester (D).

NOVEMBER 29, 2021

Sen. Tester’s Wilderness Act Doesn’t Go Far Enough

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The Blackfoot River. Photo: George Wuerthner.

There appears to be strong business support for Montana Sen. Jon Tester’s Blackfoot Clearwater Stewardship Act (BCSA).  What stewardship? Imagine Tester as the head servant of business, the steward who collects rents and dispenses government (subsidies) provisions.

Paid pollsters with their surveys tell us it is a good thing. Businessmen looking for government handouts tell us the same fairy tale.  Yard signs in the well-healed, “smart” parts of university towns – “donor-class” neighborhoods — reinforce this narrow-minded, virtue-signaling, herd mentality. Tester’s collaborators pontificate, regurgitate.  It must be so. But is it so?

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The Van Allen Belts

The Van Allen radiation belt is a zone of energetic charged particles, most of which originate from the solar wind. The particles are captured by and held around a planet by that planet’s magnetic field. It surrounds Earth, containing a nearly impenetrable barrier that prevents the fastest, most energetic electrons from reaching Earth.

I did not understand the true nature of the Van Allen radiation belts when I dove into Dave McGowan’s Moondoggie series. They are far more than something we have to pass through on our way to outer space. If that were the case, we could merely take off from the poles to bypass them. Their true structure represents something, that when fully grasped, not only imparts the understanding that we never went to the Moon, but that even today we are bound in lower Earth orbit (LEO) in our space exploration (the reason that the Space Shuttles never went beyond LEO). This understanding comes from two sources. Here’s McGowan:

“In the very same NASA post that discusses Moon rocks being constantly bombarded with absurdly high levels of radiation, another curious admission can be found: “meteoroids constantly bombard the Moon.” Our old friend from NASA, David McKay, explains that “Apollo moon rocks are peppered with tiny craters from meteoroid impacts.” NASA then explains that that “could only happen to rocks from a planet with little or no atmosphere … like the Moon.””

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Moondoggie: Nobody went anywhere

This post concerns the work of Dave McGowan, author several books including of Weird Scenes Inside the Canyon and of Programmed to Kill, both of which I have read.

Weird Scenes is about the rock and roll scene in Los Angeles in the late sixties. McGowan exposes the military roots of most of the musicians of that era, interspersed with chapters on their deaths. Other than a cautionary word about Jim Morrison, he accepted every death as real. He did no interviews for the book, and did not even do the most elementary research into their deaths, such as checking to see if they were listed in the Social Security Death Index. Even I did that. The one photograph in the book, tellingly, is of Jim Morrison as a youth on board a naval ship with his admiral father, and it is fake.

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Reflections on gratitude and wellness — it’s that time of year

Writer’s note: This is primarily a stream of consciousness piece. Please no expectations of eloquence, nor long-form exposition.

First, on gratitude . . .

I am deeply blessed to be part of this modest, yet intellectually rigorous and surprisingly empathic community at POM. I say surprisingly because it is comprised mainly of men (with a few regular female commenters), and I typically do not expect men to be so open and receptive with emotional content. I should never have assumed this; and as I said, it has pleasantly surprised me.

On numerous occasions, I have conveyed my gratitude to Mark for the opportunity to express myself unabatedly here at POM, with no censorship and no judgement. And as Mark recently expanded his graciousness to invite regular commenters to submit material, I hope some of you will oblige, even if it’s one short guest piece. Such contributions help to keep the blog running with fresh, engaging content.

Writing at POM has other benefits. For example, when I allow myself to be vulnerable here in my expression, it rewards me with closure, healing, purpose, and directed focus. Typing on a computer (even though hard-wired) for any length of time is an immense challenge for me. I struggle on a daily basis with what is often termed, Attention Deficit Disorder (ADD). I also contend with EMF sensitivity. While I loathe labels, these make it simpler to get my point across.

Additionally, I am a novice at writing. It does not come easily to me. Even if I had extra time on my hands (my day-to-day plate is full raising a family), writing remains a constant hurdle. Words typically do not flow onto the laptop. Writer’s block is a very real phenomenon I experience. Further, I lack confidence when it comes to expressing my thoughts — especially in group settings. With that said, I have come a long way in the 18 months of part-time writing for POM.

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Polar bears: Somebody went and counted them …

I like to suggest to anyone who thinks Climate Change is upon us and presents a real and present danger to do an experiment: As a passenger (not driver) in your car, the next time out, stick your head out the window. Feel the air, the temperature, notice the surroundings. Everything is OK.

That is tongue-in-cheek, of course. A more thorough method might be to look at data on sea levels (if you, like Barry Obama, live on a seashore) and land and ocean temperatures. Observe how little change is going on, and how easily we adapt. My own state of Colorado has experienced, over the past 100 years, an increase in daytime high temperatures of .47 degree Fahrenheit per decade. That is manageable, even welcome. There is a similar number for every state in the lower 48, for instance, Maine: .087, Nebraska: .323, Rhode Island: .334, Texas: .168. None of this is remotely alarming.

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