'Gremlins' - WWIIDisney/Vietnam/Plum decoy by Spielberg

[barracuda]

[brainpanhandler]

Take a look at Tin Tin’s posts on the David Icke forum in a thread started by Tin Tin and titled The News Behind the News. I went looking for some pictures of some bells and clicked on:


It is apparently not a parody.

Here's the opening text of the OP:

Folks, there's so many news that has to be "DECODED"
that it looks a good time to start a thread that
"TRANSLATES" the news.

So that not only the happy few can understand their
'SECRET CODES" but that ALL people can have ACCESS
to the same information.

If life were a sports game then we all would want
to be it a FAIR game. So hence this thread.

So let's start with the first interesting piece
of news.

How series can you take that?

This is your brain on icke.

It's like some bizarro universe version of RI. Our Tin Tin is so much better.

[barracuda]

^^^ Playtime.

[Username]

~

But yes, I worked for Disney as a contractor in a variety of roles, actually. Ask me anything. Do I think they are the satanic majesty/CIA incarnate? Absolutely.

Now what does that make you?

(shiver)
~

[Joe Hillshoist]

Sorry santa claus and coca cola what?

[Telexx]

More complex equivalence! Factories, and capitalism, do not equal fascism! To write a story set in a factory does not equal writing 'cold war propaganda'. Can you provide evidence, Hugh that specifically supports this assertion that Dahl wrote 'cold war propaganda'??

I'm willing to bet telexx would have had a very different response if that comment had been framed in a much better way (and if the obvious history wasn't there between you.) Factories and capitalism may not equal fascism but there's a fair chance that they do most of the time.

Yep. A favorite book of mine is "Metaphors in Mind" (Tomkins & Lawley, 2001). See here for lots of info re: symbolic modelling etc:

http://www.cleanlanguage.co.uk/articles ... Modelling/

Hugh you know people on this board are going to be sus of what you say.

Yep, Hugh's replies here were exclusively to Barracuda ignored my hole-picking completely.

Kthx,

Kthxtoodles

PS: I don't really have a 'history' with Hugh; I remember Robert D Reed, Pan & orz going after him but for the most part, although I disagree with his theories, in fact I respect Hugh's strong desire to set people's minds free...

[brainpanhandler]

I've been collecting material to bring to the 'Gremlins' thread and answer particulars.

So stay tuned.

[Joe Hillshoist]

Telexx that symbolic modelling stuff is really interesting. Thx.

Believe it or not it reminds me of something.

Somewhere in Psychonaut, in the chapter on called Anecdotes, PJ Carroll tells a story about some person he met who was paranoid schizophrenic, and kept going on about demons and stuff, he was living on the street cos he couldn't handle the demons that infested his flat. He ended up at Carroll's place and Carroll tried to do various exorcisms to help rid him of his demons.

That didn't work, so Carroll became the demon himself and threatened the poor guy with damnation.

The nut became incredibly lucid, and acted normally, trying to rationalise his way out of dealing with a demon.

Its worth reading his telling of it if you can find a copy of Liber Null and Psychonaut lying around.

Seems very similar to what i read on that link you provided.

[brainpanhandler]

Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 12:54 am

I've been collecting material to bring to the 'Gremlins' thread and answer particulars.

So stay tuned.

http://rigorousintuition.ca/board/viewt ... c&start=15

[brainpanhandler]

"Mike Teavee..."

(from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory)

by Roald Dahl

The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set --
Or better still, just don't install
The idiotic thing at all.
In almost every house we've been,
We've watched them gaping at the screen.
They loll and slop and lounge about,
And stare until their eyes pop out.
(Last week in someone's place we saw
A dozen eyeballs on the floor.)
They sit and stare and stare and sit
Until they're hypnotised by it,
Until they're absolutely drunk
With all that shocking ghastly junk.
Oh yes, we know it keeps them still,
They don't climb out the window sill,
They never fight or kick or punch,
They leave you free to cook the lunch
And wash the dishes in the sink --
But did you ever stop to think,
To wonder just exactly what
This does to your beloved tot?
IT ROTS THE SENSE IN THE HEAD!
IT KILLS IMAGINATION DEAD!
IT CLOGS AND CLUTTERS UP THE MIND!
IT MAKES A CHILD SO DULL AND BLIND
HE CAN NO LONGER UNDERSTAND
A FANTASY, A FAIRYLAND!
HIS BRAIN BECOMES AS SOFT AS CHEESE!
HIS POWERS OF THINKING RUST AND FREEZE!
HE CANNOT THINK -- HE ONLY SEES!
'All right!' you'll cry. 'All right!' you'll say,
'But if we take the set away,
What shall we do to entertain
Our darling children? Please explain!'
We'll answer this by asking you,
'What used the darling ones to do?
'How used they keep themselves contented
Before this monster was invented?'
Have you forgotten? Don't you know?
We'll say it very loud and slow:
THEY ... USED ... TO ... READ! They'd READ and READ,
AND READ and READ, and then proceed
To READ some more. Great Scott! Gadzooks!
One half their lives was reading books!
The nursery shelves held books galore!
Books cluttered up the nursery floor!
And in the bedroom, by the bed,
More books were waiting to be read!
Such wondrous, fine, fantastic tales
Of dragons, gypsies, queens, and whales
And treasure isles, and distant shores
Where smugglers rowed with muffled oars,
And pirates wearing purple pants,
And sailing ships and elephants,
And cannibals crouching 'round the pot,
Stirring away at something hot.
(It smells so good, what can it be?
Good gracious, it's Penelope.)
The younger ones had Beatrix Potter
With Mr. Tod, the dirty rotter,
And Squirrel Nutkin, Pigling Bland,
And Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle and-
Just How The Camel Got His Hump,
And How the Monkey Lost His Rump,
And Mr. Toad, and bless my soul,
There's Mr. Rate and Mr. Mole-
Oh, books, what books they used to know,
Those children living long ago!
So please, oh please, we beg, we pray,
Go throw your TV set away,
And in its place you can install
A lovely bookshelf on the wall.
Then fill the shelves with lots of books,
Ignoring all the dirty looks,
The screams and yells, the bites and kicks,
And children hitting you with sticks-
Fear not, because we promise you
That, in about a week or two
Of having nothing else to do,
They'll now begin to feel the need
Of having something to read.
And once they start -- oh boy, oh boy!
You watch the slowly growing joy
That fills their hearts. They'll grow so keen
They'll wonder what they'd ever seen
In that ridiculous machine,
That nauseating, foul, unclean,
Repulsive television screen!
And later, each and every kid
Will love you more for what you did.

[Penguin]

So stay tuned.

Indeed.

I totally share Dahl's sentiments regarding TV above.

[Code Unknown]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CYqKUzd1riA

[orz]

"Mike Teavee..."

(from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory)

by Roald Dahl

The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set --
Or better still, just don't install
The idiotic thing at all.
In almost every house we've been,
We've watched them gaping at the screen.
They loll and slop and lounge about,
And stare until their eyes pop out.
(Last week in someone's place we saw
A dozen eyeballs on the floor.)
They sit and stare and stare and sit
Until they're hypnotised by it,
Until they're absolutely drunk
With all that shocking ghastly junk.
Oh yes, we know it keeps them still,
They don't climb out the window sill,
They never fight or kick or punch,
They leave you free to cook the lunch
And wash the dishes in the sink --
But did you ever stop to think,
To wonder just exactly what
This does to your beloved tot?
IT ROTS THE SENSE IN THE HEAD!
IT KILLS IMAGINATION DEAD!
IT CLOGS AND CLUTTERS UP THE MIND!
IT MAKES A CHILD SO DULL AND BLIND
HE CAN NO LONGER UNDERSTAND
A FANTASY, A FAIRYLAND!
HIS BRAIN BECOMES AS SOFT AS CHEESE!
HIS POWERS OF THINKING RUST AND FREEZE!
HE CANNOT THINK -- HE ONLY SEES!
'All right!' you'll cry. 'All right!' you'll say,
'But if we take the set away,
What shall we do to entertain
Our darling children? Please explain!'
We'll answer this by asking you,
'What used the darling ones to do?
'How used they keep themselves contented
Before this monster was invented?'
Have you forgotten? Don't you know?
We'll say it very loud and slow:
THEY ... USED ... TO ... READ! They'd READ and READ,
AND READ and READ, and then proceed
To READ some more. Great Scott! Gadzooks!
One half their lives was reading books!
The nursery shelves held books galore!
Books cluttered up the nursery floor!
And in the bedroom, by the bed,
More books were waiting to be read!
Such wondrous, fine, fantastic tales
Of dragons, gypsies, queens, and whales
And treasure isles, and distant shores
Where smugglers rowed with muffled oars,
And pirates wearing purple pants,
And sailing ships and elephants,
And cannibals crouching 'round the pot,
Stirring away at something hot.
(It smells so good, what can it be?
Good gracious, it's Penelope.)
The younger ones had Beatrix Potter
With Mr. Tod, the dirty rotter,
And Squirrel Nutkin, Pigling Bland,
And Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle and-
Just How The Camel Got His Hump,
And How the Monkey Lost His Rump,
And Mr. Toad, and bless my soul,
There's Mr. Rate and Mr. Mole-
Oh, books, what books they used to know,
Those children living long ago!
So please, oh please, we beg, we pray,
Go throw your TV set away,
And in its place you can install
A lovely bookshelf on the wall.
Then fill the shelves with lots of books,
Ignoring all the dirty looks,
The screams and yells, the bites and kicks,
And children hitting you with sticks-
Fear not, because we promise you
That, in about a week or two
Of having nothing else to do,
They'll now begin to feel the need
Of having something to read.
And once they start -- oh boy, oh boy!
You watch the slowly growing joy
That fills their hearts. They'll grow so keen
They'll wonder what they'd ever seen
In that ridiculous machine,
That nauseating, foul, unclean,
Repulsive television screen!
And later, each and every kid
Will love you more for what you did.

[barracuda]

Hi orz! I think this post properly belongs in this thread.

Are you listening, barracuda?

Anyone know what a C.O.B.R.A is? Post-employment health insurance.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Consolidat ... ct_of_1985

The Consolidated Omnibus Budget Reconciliation Act of 1985, or COBRA, is a law passed by the U.S. Congress and signed by President Reagan that, among other things, mandates an insurance program giving some employees the ability to continue health insurance coverage after leaving employment.

1985. Hmm. A certain 'former' MI6 agent and children's story writer named Roald Dahl wrote
about employees vs an eee-vil Cobra in 1985.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Giraff ... lly_and_Me

...Billy, a young boy who has always dreamed of owning a sweet shop...Billy then meets its workers...Eventually, the police arrive to arrest the burglar, whom the Chief of Police identifies as "The Cobra", one of the world's most dangerous cat burglars.

Fast forward 24 years to the Dems-must-not-succeed health care brawl.

released 8/5/09 - 'G.I. Joe:The Rise of Cobra'

We should probably keep all the "valuable intel" consolidated.

[Zap]

Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 12:54 am

I've been collecting material to bring to the 'Gremlins' thread and answer particulars.

So stay tuned.