The Pinhead Infantry of the Ignorant Armies of Night.

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Saturday, October 11, 2014
The Pinhead Infantry of the Ignorant Armies of Night.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

May your noses always be cold and wet.

I am wondering... seriously... how stupid do you have to be to be seeking a career in today's second most amoral army on the planet? Maybe they aren't stupid. Maybe they are desperate and of course, in some cases, they like the idea of playing out heroic fictions. If it's a case of them thinking they are the good guys; that is stone cold, immovable ignorance. You've got to be as dumb as The Palin Family or a member of Congress to believe something like this. Of course, the congressional members are sanctimonious demagogues as much as anything else. They're actors who play a part while actually being apart from the act. They got a bonhomie machine that cranks out the feel good vibe even when they're not taking your hand and grabbing your elbow at the same time.

The CIA, NSA and other black bag bunnies are of a different order. Whereas in the military they test for psychopaths and then train then for special ops, in the Alphabet Agencies they screen out all normal people, or simply route them into the clerical side of things. When you wonder why the people in so many critical locations, that impact upon the lives of such a large amount of people, all turn out to be close kindred to the creatures who live under a rock, you need not wonder. They are chosen for the posting and grooved into position. The ones who select them got the money and money buys force and it buys silence and when that isn't enough, there are other persuasions which money will also purchase and that is why it is always recommended that you, 'follow the money'. This is also why the most venal and materialistic among us work tirelessly to gain and maintain control of the money supply. You want to know who the bad guys are? Investigate WHO controls the money supply. There is no wiggle room on this certainty.

Then you have your professional morons. There are no amateurs here it takes a very specific lack of skill sets to get into this relatively exclusive company. You have to be willing to believe anything at any time. In the same way that special forces soldiers have to be ready to night drop into any location where Israeli business interests may be in need of them, these intrepid pinheads need to be able to contort into philosophical asanas that would make a Chinese acrobat cry 'shushu!' or 'bobo', depending on age and relevance.

On and on it goes and all along the way, Mr. Apocalypse is tapping the boards with his walking stick. He's tapping people on the head too. He's only just begun (cue Karen Carpenter) to tap on heads. He's going to be tapping on all kinds of heads and provoking all kinds of actions. As is the case with the German journalist he's tapping on that area where the conscience is supposedly located, except when it's missing altogether. In other conditions, with other subjects, he is going to be tapping on that location where fear resides; resentment, guilt, remorse and many another colorful emotion AND... well, it all depends on which of these 'levers' is likely to be the most productive, in terms of getting the results he is after and he will get results. Mr. Apocalypse is all about getting results.

One of the most important things for anyone who gives a shit in the first place to keep in mind is that the changes coming about are inexorable. There is no army and no amount of money that can change what's coming. There is no political structure and no religious system that will alter any of it and in many cases, survive it. You see it all around you at the moment or you don't see much of anything because your eyes only function as extensions of your stomach or your crotch. You see the long resident power bases scrambling and flailing all about. They keep making massive mistakes and every time they do they look more and more like the boy with his finger in the dike. No matter how you strategize on it, the boys arms are only so long and he only has ten fingers.

There's one thing I notice the most when I occasionally step back and look at the passing of history moving on my minds screen and that is how the mighty fall. I can usually hear Ozymandias reciting itself in the background:




I think about those vast (and they were vast for their times) empires. I think about the libraries of knowledge, the esoteric arts, the sweep of pageantry, the acts of courage and cowardice, sacrifice and treachery; the derring do and nerring do. I think about the lives of the simple people that went on, generally unrecorded, around all the pomp and circumstance. If you read people like Tacitus you get a feel for the tone of the day when it came to the hoi polloi and the lumpen proles but... how many people read Tacitus?

Yeah... if you can generate the necessary presence of mind that cancels out the impact of the present; no easy feat... you can sink back into certain slipstreams that carry the echos of time and you can hear the sounds and see the sights of other times long past. There are people who do. Of course, this and many another curious ability are available to all who invest the necessary industry in the acquisition of them. You don't just put together S&H Green Stamps like credits and then the home office ships it to your house. You need the necessary permissions from The Guardians but... you really shouldn't have any of these things anyway unless you got those permissions. They're in place to protect you AND everyone else.

It's true, the evil spawn has been into acquisitions and mergers of this type, meaning occult crescent wrenches, human skin Leathermans and pneumatic all purpose utility items for some while and these past centuries, they have been given a lot of latitude with their thefts and robberies. Given how vastly outgunned they are, maybe it's all in the spirit of keeping a level playing field but I think it is also to up the attraction factor as an intensification of the testing pressures placed on most of the people who have been coming and going here. It's not the evil that troubles me as much as does the self righteous good; meaning the fundies and sundries. They are the ones who make it possible for the dark side to be so successful. They are the Pinhead Infantry of the Ignorant Armies of Night.

It's the True Believers who make so much global suffering possible. They are the Footsoldiers of Fecal Forensics. The deeper they look into shit, the more they like it and the more it explains itself to them with the same kind of logic they use when they cheer on the massacres of their brain damaged soldiers and flyboy video game freaks, as they slice and dice goatherds and subsistence farmers. It's all god's will. That particular god doesn't exist but you can find a comparable entity by putting horns on it. A red flaming lidless eye wouldn't hurt either if you're looking for relative authenticity; the kind that comes when you match something or someone up with the things that they do; as in, “by their works ye shall know them.” You match them up with their pursuits and the cosmic 3-D printer sends them out of Door Number 3. I guess there's a word for people who generate gods in their own image and I'm pretty sure we've posted it here any number of times.

True, the bad guys are bad guys and they work non stop to spread misery world wide and make a tidy profit at the same time but the biggest problem is all the people they have convinced about the value and meaning of the Baskin and Robbins varieties of bullshit they sold them on. It's all those endless neighborhoods of Walmart Junkies, the millions of college football fans, the cellphone thumbhumpers, the processed and fast foot food eaters and so many many more types and sub types, on and on, on and on (cue Stephen Bishop).

I don't want to come off all disparaging on the mindless eaters and rutters, all wound up in a syndrome of repeats. Maybe there is some as yet unknown beauty and redemption in this particular manner of existence. Maybe those of us caught aghast and apart from this awesome and awful porkfest are nothing more than malcontents and misfits who are incapable of integration with the rational masses. I suppose anything is possible.

I've been hearing over the last couple of days that Kenny of Kenny's Sideshow has passed away. I have no definite proof of this. If it is true then we have lost a truly great warrior from among our ranks. For myself, Kenny was one of the first people I met when I started out on this course and has remained a much loved, though distant, confidant over the years. As I said in another place, I've no sense of sorrow concerning his migration, if it happens to be true. He is one of the good guys and I can only be delighted for him at his passing, given the end result of that.


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