After yesterday’s rant here’s something that puts a few rocks being pushed into the river into perspective.
It’s about how we are all really being farmed and herded into pens on a massive scale – and we not only love it, but demand it:
Of the U$200m spent on hiring behavioural detection officers who were to catch terrorists at US airports, not one terrorist was caught, by those experts trained to spot suspicious body language or facial expressions.
It’s pretty obvious governments are now either out of control or are so worried enough of us are waking up to this massive shill game that travel at all airports, even the little ones of Turin and Grenoble that serve Serre Chevalier, will soon be little more than processing camps, with cancer inducing scans, nude imaging of humans of all ages and quesioning that is beyond the scope of their mandate.
It’s all a con – “the big bad wolf is coming to get us”, and what to we say? “Baaa”.
I’m done being a slave, so next week I’m off to plough a field and go all self sufficient – well apart from baked beans, curry sauce and booze. My only experience with such an undertaking is The Good Life, if only I could find me a Felicity Kendall look-a-like I’d be set for the apocalypse – interestingly enough a word that means “lifting of the veil”, so maybe we’re all set for a revelation.
On a plus side, the weather is peachy, the mistral wind that blew no good has died down and spring has sprung, so off for a walk to gather more thoughts.
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