1919

It's not The Girl, Peter, it's The Building! 
Something Terrible is about the enter Our World and This Building is obviously The Door. 

This is a Story of a Period Between Two World Wars — 
an interim in which Insanity cut loose. ‬

‪Liberty took a nose dive, and Humanity was kicked around somewhat.”

Sister Lucia (to her priest nephew): 

“It is necessary not to let yourself be drawn away by the doctrines of disorientated contradictors… The campaign is diabolical. We need to confront it, without getting into conflicts.” 

Last Sunday we broached some of the root causes of the problems we are facing in our day… problems that we must come to grips with as members of The Church, as citizens of our beloved country. 

In our discussion we mentioned Dialectics and Alchemy. 

Although I have spoken on dialectics a couple of times, it seems fitting and timely to once again address this catalyst for socio-political transformation preferred by the Communist like alchemists of our day… the disorienting contradictors! 

Dialectics? What does that mean? 

The Dictionary says a Dialectic is 
the existence of two opposing forces or things. 

Dialectics is concerned with or acting through 
Opposing Forces. 

So, a Dialectician is 
one who is skilled at getting two things to oppose each other 
in order to act through them. 

He gets them to engage in a Struggle of some kind 
for his own ends. 

This kind of dialectic is a sort of pummelling of some individuals or groups in order to dispose them to receive a new form … some “new normal” of modern times!

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Wall Street Journal

May 12, 2019 12:04 pm ET

OPINION | LETTERS

The Legacy of Eugenics Still

Echoes in America

Rather than a “renunciation” of eugenics in the 1930s, forced-sterilization laws persisted for 40 more years at some of the best medical institutions.

Stephen Budiansky’s review of Daniel Okrent’s “The Guarded Gate” (Books, May 4) about eugenics in America fails to mention the pervasive forced-sterilization laws which persisted in the U.S. into the 1970s in places like North Carolina. Eugenics in America is important because the best medical journals and medical minds endorsed it. Rather than a “renunciation” of eugenics in the 1930s, forced-sterilization laws persisted for 40 more years at some of the best medical institutions.

And it was used as “evidence” for not just forced sterilization, but also euthanasia programs in Germany. Dr. Peter Breggin has documented that German psychiatrists practiced euthanasia both before and after the Third Reich.

Patience is The Reward paid due to he would  learn the skill to endure The Quiet.

The importance of eugenics for today’s health policy is important but ignored by both the medical community and mainstream media. The best medical journals advocate managed care to protect scarce resources and make America globally competitive. Harsh rationing of medical care to the poor, people of color and the very sick elderly are a reality of modern managed care. 

The mainstream media and academic medicine do nothing.

We are on the verge of another “evidenced based” purge of “undesirables” in America. A reading of Stanley Milgram’s classic work, “Obedience to Authority,” shows how scientific authority can cause ordinary people to commit murderous acts against innocents. Mr. Budiansky should have taken notice and warned readers that the legacy of eugenics is at work in America today.

Brant S. Mittler, M.D., J.D.

The Architect's name was Ivo Shandor - 
I found it in Tobin's Spirit Guide.

He was also a Doctor. Performed a lot of unnecessary surgery.
And then, in 1920 he founded a Secret Society.

PETER

Let me guess - Gozer worshippers.

EGON :

After The First World War, Shandor decided that 
Society was TOO SICK to survive. 

And he wasn't alone.
He had close to a thousand followers when he died. 

They conducted rituals up on The Roof, 
bizarre rituals, intended to bring about 
The END of The WORLD,

and now it looks like it may actually HAPPEN!

"Somebody had to clear up the mess."

Capt. G. Mainwaring,

British Expeditionary Force, 

France, 1919

D.W. Griffith intertwined four stories in Intolerance, The Fall of Babylon being the longest and best known.

Music composed and copyrighted by Edward Rolf Boensnes.

Birth of a Nation - Wagner The ride of the Valkyries

"I have always been willing to put myself at great personal risk for the sake of Entertainment and I’ve always been willing to put you at great personal risk for the same reason. 

As far as I’m concerned, all of this airport security, all the searches, the screenings, the cameras, the questions -
It’s just one more way of reducing your Liberty, 
and reminding you that They can fuck with you anytime they want… 

As long as you put up with it… 
As long as you put up with it -- 

Which means of course anytime they want, cause that’s what Americans do now, they’re always willing to trade away a little of their Freedom in exchange for the feeling, 
The Illusion of Security.

What we have now is a completely neurotic population obsessed with security and safety and crime and drugs and cleanliness and hygiene and germs… 

There’s another thing… germs. 

Where did this sudden fear of germs come from in this country? Have you noticed this?

The Media, constantly running stories about all the latest infections – salmonella, e-coli, hanta virus, bird flu – and Americans, they panic easily so now everybody’s running around, scrubbing this and spraying that and overcooking their food and repeatedly washing their hands, trying to avoid all contact with germs. 

It’s ridiculous and it goes to ridiculous lengths. 

In prisons, before they give you a lethal injection, 
They swab your arm with alcohol! It’s True! 

Yeah! Well, they don’t want you to get an infection! 

And you could see their point; wouldn’t want some guy to go to Hell and be sick! 
It would take a lot of the sportsmanship out of the whole execution. 

Fear of Germs… why these fucking pussies! 

You can’t even get a decent hamburger anymore! 
They cook the shit out of everything now cause everybody’s afraid of food poisoning! 

Hey, where’s your sense of adventure? 
Take a fucking chance will you? 
You know how many people die in this country from food poisoning every year? 

9000… That’s all; it’s a minor risk! 

Take a fucking chance… bunch of goddamn pussies! 

Besides, what do you think you have an immune system for? 
It’s for killing germs! But it needs practice… 

It needs germs to practice on. So listen! 
If you kill all the germs around you, and live a completely sterile life....

Then when germs do come along, you’re not gonna be prepared. 

And never mind ordinary germs --
What are you gonna do when some super virus comes along that turns your vital organs into liquid shit? 

I’ll tell you what you’re gonna do… 

You’re gonna get sick, 
You’re gonna die, and 
You’re gonna deserve it cause you’re fucking weak 
and you got a fucking weak immune system!

Let me tell you a True Story about immunisation okay? 

When I was a little boy in New York City in the 1940s, we swam in the Hudson River and it was filled with raw sewage okay? 

We swam in raw sewage! You know… to cool off! 

And at that time, the big fear was Polio; 
Thousands of kids died from polio every year but you know something? 

In my neighbourhood, no one ever got polio! 
No one! Ever! 
You know why? 

'Cause we swam in raw sewage! 
It strengthened our immune systems! 

The polio never had a prayer -- 
We were tempered in raw shit! 

So personally, I never take any special precautions against germs. 

I don’t shy away from people that sneeze and cough, 
I don’t wipe off the telephone, I don’t cover the toilet seat, 
and if I drop food on the floor, I pick it up and eat it! 
Yes I do. 

Even if I’m at a sidewalk café! 
In Calcutta! 
The poor section! 
On New Year’s morning during a soccer riot! 


And you know something? 
In spite of all that so-called risky behaviour, I never get infections, I don’t get them, I don’t get colds, I don’t get flu, I don’t get headaches, I don’t get upset stomach, you know why? 

'Cause I got a good strong immune system and it gets a lot of practice. 

My immune system is equipped with the biological equivalent of fully automatic military assault rifles with night vision and laser scopes, and we have recently acquired phosphorous grenades, cluster bombs, and anti-personnel fragmentation mines. 

So when my white blood cells are on patrol recon ordering my blood stream seeking out strangers and other undesirables, if they see any, ANY suspicious looking germs of any kind, they don’t fuck around! 

They whip out their weapons; they wax the motherfucker and deposit the unlucky fellow directly into my colon! 
Into my colon! 

There’s no nonsense, there’s no Miranda warning, there’s none of that “three strikes and you’re out” shit, first defense, BAM… 

Into the colon you go! 
And speaking of my colon, I want you to know I don’t automatically wash my hands every time I go to the bathroom okay? 

Can you deal with that? 
Sometimes I do, sometimes I don’t. 

You know when I wash my hands? 
When I shit on them! 

That’s the only time. And you know how often that happens? 
Tops, TOPS, 2-3 times a week tops! 
Maybe a little more frequently over the holidays, you know what I mean? 

And I’ll tell you something else my well-scrubbed friends…You don’t need to always need to shower every day, did you know that? 

It’s overkill, unless you work out or work outdoors, or for some reason come in intimate contact with huge amounts of filth and garbage every day, you don’t always need to shower. 

All you really need to do is to wash the four key areas; 
Armpits, Asshole, Crotch, and Teeth. 
Got that? 


Armpits, Asshole, Crotch, and Teeth. 

In fact, you can save yourself a whole lot of time if you simply use the same brush on all four areas!

On 31 January, a large number of strikers (contemporary estimates range from 20,000 to 25,00012) congregated in George Square. They were awaiting an answer to a their petition which the CWC had delivered to the Lord Provost of Glasgow some days earlier.13

Accounts differ on what initiated the violence on the day, but police testimony at the following trials records that the police baton charged the striking workers at 12:20.14

As the fighting started in George Square, a Clyde Workers’ Committee deputation was in the Glasgow City Chambers meeting with the Lord Provost of Glasgow. On hearing the news, CWC leaders David Kirkwood and Emanuel Shinwell left the City Chambers and started towards George Square.

Kirkwood was knocked to the ground by a police baton.15 Then he, William Gallacher and Shinwell were arrested. They were charged with “instigating and inciting large crowds of persons to form part of a riotous mob”.1617 Kirkwood was found not guilty at trial after a photograph was submitted to the court, showing him lying on the ground after being knocked out by police, before reaching George Square and the fighting.

After the baton charge, the outnumbered police retreated from George Square. The fighting between the strikers and police, some mounted, spread into the surrounding streets and continued into the night.18

Military deployment

Medium Mark C tanks and soldiers at the Glasgow Cattle Market in the Gallowgate

The events of the day prompted the request for military assistance by the Sheriff of Lanarkshire, the King’s representative in the area. The deployment had already begun before the day’s meeting of the War Cabinet,19 which convened at 3pm.20

During that meeting Munro, Secretary for Scotland, described the demonstration as “a Bolshevist uprising”. It was decided to deploy troops from Scotland and Northern England: troops from the local Maryhill barracks were not deployed because it was feared that men there might have sided with their neighbours.3 General Sir Charles Harington Harington, the Deputy Chief of the Imperial General Staff informed the meeting that 6 tanks supported by 100 lorries were “going north that evening”.20 It was stated that up to 12,000 troops could be deployed.

It is sometimes suggested that the War Cabinet ordered this deployment, but this is incorrect: the government lacked the authority to deploy troops against British civilians without declaring martial law, which was not declared. The War Cabinet discussed the issue but the military deployment was in response to the request from the Sheriff of Lanarkshire.19

The first troops arrived that night,21 with their numbers increasing over the next few days. The six Medium Mark C tanks, of the Royal Tank Regiment arrived from Bovington on Monday 3 February.22 Machine gun nests were placed in George Square. The Observer newspaper reported that “The city chambers is like an armed camp.‘The quadrangle is full of troops and equipment, including machine guns.”3

The military arrived after the rioting was over and they played no active role in dispersing the protesters.19 The troops guarded locations of import to the civil authorities throughout the period of the strike, which lasted until 12 February. The troops and tanks then remained in Glasgow, and its surrounding areas, until 18 February.

Within a Mile

We all want to Help one another — Human Beings are like that. 

We want to live by each other's Happiness, not by each other's Misery. 

We don't want to Hate and Despise one another. 

In This World there is room for everyone —

The Good Earth is Rich, and can provide for everyone —

The Way of Life can be Free and Beautiful —

But We Have Lost The Way. 

GREED has poisoned Men's Souls — has barricaded The World with Hate, 

Has goose-stepped us into Misery and Bloodshed. 

We have developed Speed, but shut ourselves IN. 

Machinery that gives Abundance has left us In-Want.

Our Knowledge has made us Cynical — Our Cleverness, Hard and Unkind. 

We THINK too much, and FEEL too little. 

More than Machinery, We need Humanity. 

More than Cleverness, We need Kindness and Gentleness. 

Without these qualities, Life would be Violent and All Would Be Lost.

The Aeroplane and The Radio have brought us closer together —

The VERY NATURE of these inventions cries out for The Goodness in Men —

Cries out for Universal Brotherhood, For The Unity of Us All —

Even now, My Voice is reaching millions throughout The World — 

Millions of despairing Men, Women and little Children — 

Victims of a System that makes Men torture and imprison Innocent People. 

To Those Who Can Hear Me, I Say — Do Not Despair. 

The Misery that is now upon us is but The Passing of Greed — 

The Bitterness of Men who fear The Way of Human Progress. 

The Hate of Men will pass, and dictators die, 

and The Power They took from The People Will return to The People.

And so, so long as Men die, Liberty will •never• perish.

Within A Mile from Ruby Ingleheart on Vimeo.

On the 23rd March 2020, the UK government instructed lockdown due to the outbreak of COVID-19. 
Those over 70, classed as ‘clinically vulnerable’, were told to self-isolate until further notice.

The lack of clarity as to how long this may go on for left many feeling frustrated at the government’s dismissive attitude toward a generation that often already feel overlooked. 

A ‘shut them away’ type approach which many feared would lead to increased feelings of loneliness and wavering mental health.

For my grandmother, Jen, now in her 80s, and many other elderly people living in Mount Hawke in Cornwall, seeing friends, going to church, attending the coffee morning and hopping on the bus to Morrisons on a Thursday provided routine, brought them joy, and gave them a Sense of Purpose.

 Simple yet vital expressions of autonomy that have now been taken from them.

Within A Mile follows my grandmother during lockdown on her daily walk around the block as she defies, in her own way, what it means to be ‘clinically vulnerable’.

Despite government restrictions, Jen is determined to socialise and stay engaged with her community and friends around her. Like many, she has had to adapt to a much smaller, localised environment, and through restricting this to a mile radius, she becomes more attuned to her surroundings; taking great pleasure in observing things previously overlooked, whether it be watching a bird looking for spiders out of the ends of drainpipes, or the light and wind dancing over a field.

It became apparent, when following my grandma and the other residents, that the idea of contracting the virus is less daunting than the prospect of feeling completely isolated.

‘I don’t care about the virus’, said a woman as she stepped out of her front door to greet Jen with open arms, ‘I need to hug your grandmother’. 

This brings to light our instinctive desire and need, as humans, to touch and be in each other’s company.

I’ve never forgotten about a series of experiments that were done by a man named Harry Harlow in the 1950s. He was seeking to understand the human need for love, and the critical role that it plays in both primate and human development, so he separated a group of baby rhesus monkeys from their mothers when they were born.

The baby monkeys were each caged alone in the lab and allowed no physical contact with the personnel in the lab or with each other even though they could see the other monkeys and personnel. They immediately began exhibiting signs of distress. They clutched themselves, began rocking, staring into space as if dissociating, biting themselves, and biting their cages. They did not play or groom themselves and they seemed vacillate between anxiety and depression.

The babies were then assigned to one of two fake surrogate mothers. One was a model made of chicken wire that was covered in soft terrycloth. It was made to look roughly like a monkey. This surrogate did not provide any food. The other surrogate mother was also made of chicken wire, but no terrycloth. It had a crocodile looking head and provided milk from an attached baby bottle.

To say that the babies favored the mother covered in terrycloth is an understatement. The comfort these babies received through touch contact was incomparably more important to them than even their physical hunger. They needed connection more than they needed nourishment. This is also the case for people, not just monkeys. If our need for nourishment was stronger than our need for connection with one another, we would not meet people who can’t eat or sleep when they experience a painful break-up with someone they loved.

There is another unforgettable research study that I learned about in my university courses. It was a study done in the United States in the 1940s and was conducted on 40 newborn infants. I clearly remember that the objective was to determine whether individuals could thrive on basic physiological needs alone, without physical affection.

Twenty of the newborn infants were housed in a special facility where caregivers would enter the facility to feed them, bathe them, and change their diapers, but they would do nothing else. The caregivers had been instructed not to look at or touch the babies more than what was necessary and never communicate with them. All their physical needs were attended to scrupulously and the environment was kept sterile so as to prevent any of the babies from becoming ill. 

The experiment was stopped after four months because by that time, at least half of the babies had died. More babies subsequently died even after being rescued and brought into natural familial environment. There was no physiological cause found for the deaths of these babies. They were all physically very healthy.

I specifically remember that one of the most disturbing facts was that before each baby died, there was a period of time where they would stop verbalizing and stop trying to engage with their caregivers. They would stop moving, stop crying, and stop changing their expression and death would follow shortly after. It was as if the babies had given up living before they died. This was the case even for the babies who died after being removed from the experimental conditions.

In today’s world, we are obsessed with technology. It’s hard to go anywhere and find people who are genuinely engaged with one another. Most people are fully engaged instead with a technological device. Their noses are buried in their computers or cell phones. 

And while social media has provided incredible opportunities to be connected with each other around The World, no matter where we are, social media only provides connection up to a degree. 

Physical connection cannot be replaced and its importance can’t be underestimated. 

We can’t get physical contact through a screen or from a distance. 

We need touch. 

We need vicinity. 

We need the comfort of being in physical contact with one another. 

And we must consider this when we are developing connections in our life.

The reality is that as humans, we need touch. 

Even the people, who are the most afraid of and hurt by human connection, need it. 

This is why the loneliest and most deeply hurt people experience so much torment. 

If we didn’t absolutely need touch and we were hurt by people, we would simply go on our merry way and never touch other people again. 

But we can’t.  

Instead, if we’ve been hurt by others, we spend our life in a torturous tug of war between The side of us that needs other people 

and 

The side that wants to be able 

to have nothing to do with them.

Bill Gates

So you want to be a billionaire? Easy. Just come from a well-connected, eugenics-obsessed elitist insider family and steal, swindle and scam your way to the top. 

Getting rid of your billions in a way that benefits you and helps to depopulate the earth, however…now that’s the hard part. 

Join us today as we study the master of billionaire-fueled, eugenics-driven philanthropy of our times: Bill Gates.

The Green Agenda and Population Reduction

The planet is not in danger.

We are.

The planet’ll survive.

The planet’s been through, like, ammonia atmospheres and impossible-to-live-on, and everything dead – and it gets its way back out of it.

We’re in Danger. 

Or so we think, because our hubris tells us that 

We Are in Danger. 

Our hubris tells us that 

We’re about to destroy The World; 

We’re gonna destroy The Planet; 

We’ll fuck The Atmosphere.

No. 

We’ll fuck our atmosphere. 

But some trilobites’ll come along and live in anything we create.

So that is not the problem.

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"We all want to have a good time. 

So we’ve got to understand that, as a starter.

Beyond that, I found we’ve actually been deluding ourselves in the worst way of all by believing in the individual.

Stay with me on this :

Kafka, Orwell, Patrick McGoohan in The Prisoner.. everyone told us The Individual was the most important thing we could be.

Everyone is fucking ‘quirky’ these days; every shit in their window of MTV is ‘quirky’. Everyone’s cool; everyone’s smart… it’s not true.

What if the individual was the fake? 

What if the individual’s the crock? 

And we’ve actually been sold that by “Them”; by the man, the establishment.. whatever you want.

Because what occurred to me is that when you talk about the individual, and you deal with the individual, you find that the end of the individual is neurosis. To be individual means that there is “self” and “not self”. Okay?

Why do these fuckers.. why does the Skull And Bones Society, or the CIA.. why do the 33º Masons – why are they different from us?

They’re not – 

They want to explain things. 

They want an answer. 

They’ve found an answer that seems to suit them – which seems kind of uncool and cruel to me, because it involves exploiting other people. 

But they’re looking for an answer.

We’re all looking for the same thing: 

Why. 

Are. 

We. 

Here?

Why *are* we here? What are you doing here today? What do you expect? What do you expect to take home with you?

Can anyone answer? Can one person tell me what you expect to take home from all of this? Come on, put your hand up.

Yeah?

["Experience!"]

Exactly. Because that is all we have. And that is all I can offer you, is experience. Of having done this shit, tested it, put it in the crucible to see what happens – and it works.

So I began to think more and more about the individual, and I looked into what that actually meant. And what it was, was a structure that was pretty much created… the ego structure was created out of what Julian Jaynes calls the “bicameral mind” becoming one mind.

And apparently – according to him – he says that back in the old days of the Greeks, and the earliest writing of the world, people didn’t have self-consciousness in the way that we have.

They didn’t have egos. 

They didn’t understand themselves as “I” in the same way that we do. 

Because the corpus callosum – that connects the two hemispheres of the brain – wasn’t connected.

So if you heard a voice, that voice was God. 

And Homer, and all those guys, you’ve got plenty of examples of people hearing the voice of God, and acting on that. Alexander constantly acted on the voice of God.

Julian Jaynes suggests that it wasn’t the voice of God – it was the voice of the left hemisphere of the brain communicating with the right hemisphere of the brain, interpreted as a god.

So okay: now we’ve got the two things joined together. We’ve got this beautiful bridge in the middle that links the two. But we have the ego structure – which was created when those things linked.

Suddenly we’re like: 

“Oh fuck.

 I am I. 

I am the I Am. 

This is my.. my god is this. 

I am separate; I am one.”

We made this idea that we’re somehow separated from nature.

No we’re not. 

Bullshit!

Again, I read New Scientist last month, right – and they’re talking about nature: “We must control nature; we must do this. How do we deal with our relationship with nature?”

We *are* fucking nature! 

There’s nothing on this planet that is not “nature”. 

Power stations are nature; 

atom bombs are nature. 

Because nature made us to make those things. 

Either you trust Nature, 

or you don’t trust Nature – 

and I Trust Nature.

So we have to ask: 

What is Nature getting at here?

If we ignore this crap that we’re somehow isolated from nature; that we somehow have to tame nature… nature knows exactly what it’s doing.

The planet is not in danger.

We are.

The planet’ll survive. 

The planet’s been through, like, ammonia atmospheres and impossible-to-live-on, and everything dead – and it gets its way back out of it.

We’re in danger. Or so we think, because our hubris tells us that we are in danger. 

Our hubris tells us that we’re about to destroy the world; we’re gonna destroy the planet; 

we’ll fuck the atmosphere.

No. 

We’ll fuck *our* atmosphere. 

But some trilobites’ll come along and live in anything we create.

So that is not the problem.

The problem is we’re standing here at the 21st century, stuck with individuality. 

Because we’ve believed in it so much; it *seemed* so important that we should all be distinct. 

What happens if we stop being distinct?