So what do we do on a weekend evening of the New Normal? ‘To Vac or Novak. That is the Question.’
The exhausting two years under the regime of ‘science-led’ lockdowns and other ‘health’ measures officially aimed at containing the spread, or even more ambitiously, eradicating Covid 19 (which by the standards of mainstream virology is not actually possible) has proved a physical and spiritual assault on humanity.
Here, in the UK we have now been allowed to stop wearing masks, are no longer told to test wherever we go – and the vax pressure seems to have eased.
Most on this side of the Covid propaganda divide realise this a lull before another storm. Still, it is Spring, the freedom might not last, so we must live it to the full before the next instalment of the not-so-great technocratic reset. The sun is shining, and people are out again, enjoying life in busy streets and parks of London.
But the last two years have left some deep wounds; things are not, of course, back to normal. Many doctors’ surgeries are still closed and might never re-open as the covert NHS sell out continues, and what happens to all those who desperately need help is hard to see.
Then there is the untold economic, psychological, and indeed medical misery brought to so many, through lockdowns. People have lost touch with each other, and there is a palpable deepening of the social impacts of globalised capitalism: growing poverty, fragmented communities, atomisation, loneliness, and isolation. An acceleration of that brutal process observed first by Karl Marx that in capitalism ‘All that is solid melts into air’, more recently described by the eminent sociologist Zygmunt Bauman as ‘liquid modernity’ in which everything, including social bonds such as love, are in constant process of dissolving and flux.
Many of us who have not fallen for the Big Lies on the so-called pandemic have found ourselves socially homeless and estranged from so much that was close and familiar before the crisis: our family members, friends, colleagues, neighbours, but also from a sense of belonging in our towns and cities.
Whilst those who do not question the official narratives are beginning to put the last two years behind them, we, living in a parallel reality, are bracing ourselves for uncertainty of a different magnitude.
It is a strange feeling seeing the joy of Spring energy but looking at it as one looks at children playing. It’s good they are playing; they don’t know what awaits them in the not-so-distant future.
So when early last week, I heard the plug from Britain’s most popular independent media channel UKColumn for a play on the topic of vaccines, I rushed to get the tickets for ‘To Vac or Novak That is The Question’ (What a great title!) by the Random Order Theatre Company and directed by Peter Neathey.
The booking process itself proved a slightly unsettling experience of the new normal. The online purchase generated tickets being sent into the Orwellian sounding ‘Citizen Wallet’ which then requires the ‘Citizen Ticket app’ with a virtuous sustainability agenda message informing me that by buying the ticket I ‘have helped plant 1611 trees!’
Wow, that deserves a Facebook post, no?
Having managed to avoid downloading any new apps, I was pleasantly surprised, upon arrival at the theatre, when the apologetic staff member produced a good old fashioned handwritten list of ticket holders. There is nothing so reassuring at this historical juncture than finding yourself out of mobile signal reach or when failing computer systems get replaced by traditional pen and paper.
Written by Retep Yehten, the play was staged at Etcetera Theatre, a cosy fringe venue above The Oxford Arms pub in vibrant Camden, London. The audience was allowed in exactly 15 minutes before the scheduled start and treated to a series of video clips featuring familiar Covid 19 resistance material including Robert F Kennedy Jr, Dr Vernon Coleman, UK Column, Debbie Evans and many others, as well as various memes and … intriguingly explicit advertisements for what could be real or artificial exceptionally well-endowed ‘girls’.
For any ‘normies’ in the audience that preliminary dose of ‘truther’ clips would have challenged their ideas about the pandemic and, potentially, their notion of conspiracy theories, and set the scene for the story by citing some authoritative science-based material never aired on mainstream media.
For the Covid sceptic – like myself – seeing a selection of faces and voices I’ve got to know so well over the last two years, shown on a big screen in a public space of a theatre together with other members of the audience, was a validation of my sanity and perception; an experience of reassurance, which is difficult to describe.
The small theatre was practically full, and people kept coming as the play began.
The story is set in the home of a middle-aged couple. Roberta Bernstein (Fiona Evans) is a Covid sceptic and is spending much of her time researching the pandemic narrative inconsistencies and trying to communicate her concerns to her partner, Justyn Mypoint (Peter Neathey). Justyn is passionate about sport, particularly tennis and, as a responsible and nice middle-class ‘normie’, does what is required of him: follows ‘the science’, wears a mask, even when driving alone in the car, gets the jab and all the boosters and is happy to shift his tennis coaching work online in lockdown.
Justyn finds Roberta’s attempts to share Covid sceptic links and sources increasingly irritating and intolerable and calls her a tin- foil hat wearer conspiracy theorist. Not matter how factual and persuasive the material she shows him, be it Novak Djokovic’s own explanation why he decided against getting the vaccine, a compilation of countless sportspeople collapsing with heart problems live on TV or UK government’s own MHRA statistics on Covid 19 vaccine adverse reactions and deaths, he dismisses everything she is trying to show him as fake news, as conspiracy theory, as nonsense.
Unsurprisingly, their relationship is increasingly strained, and Justyn frequently voices his frustration with Roberta’s preference for sleeping in the spare bedroom.
Whilst getting to grips with the online tennis coaching technology, Justyn gets intrigued and seduced by the advertised ’extras’ (or possibly the actual offer) provided by the tennis coaching website: a life-size attractive East European dominatrix-sounding AI, Alexa (Kamila Gregorovitch) available for purchase or hire.
When Roberta announces a trip to her mother for a couple of days, Justyn wastes no time and hires Alexa, at a shocking price.
When Alexa is delivered and activated by a remote control, events take an unexpected turn. Alexa’s services come in different ‘levels’ and programmes but Justyn settles for level 1 – traditional and male ego-boosting, one could say. After (rather hilarious and…robotic) sex with Alexa, Justyn gets a phone call and learns that Roberta is coming home early. He rushes to hide the robot and the evidence of his infidelity just as Roberta appears at the door.
Inevitably, Roberta accidently activates the robot with the remote control she sat on and the final drama with its twists unfolds.
Like the actual Amazon artificial intelligence (AI) service called Alexa, linked to a vast cloud computing infrastructure and, allegedly, surveillance, this Alexa also turns out to have dual function: whilst being a (very) ‘personal assistant’ with adaptable and bespoke functionality, she is also a tool of surveillance, control and ultimately, repression by the system.
At this comical dramatic climax, Yehtean brings us back to our real core and terrifying concerns with what the Covid 19 event has signaled for the world: the launching of the global power infrastructure bringing, through the medical emergency powers, technocratic totalitarianism with its CBDC and ultimately transhumanism into the realm of possibility and likelihood.
What this play is ultimately about are the personal costs and losses of living red-pilled, carrying a burden of terrifying knowledge in a naïve, propagandised and increasingly hostile world, being dismissed, ridiculed, and pushed away by loved ones and society at large.
It is a profound sense of being marginalised without any official or mainstream recognition; not from traditional left wing defenders of the excluded, not even from a veteran expert on western propaganda and power such as Noam Chomsky who in the summer of 2021 shocked many by suggesting that those refusing to take Covid 19 vaccines should isolate themselves from society and bear the consequences even if that meant not being able to make a living.
Unsurprisingly, Roberta’s mental health is already affected as she suffers nightmares. Roberta and Justyn’s relationship is falling apart as are many marriages out there today over the issue of Covid 19.
I personally know of two families in which one partner desperately tried and failed to stop the spouse and children from taking the jab. Equally, many of us have lost friendships or at least the meaningful connection and support from them.
Within the resistance groups much focus, understandably, has been directed at various practical solutions advocated by the leading voices, such as James Corbett, Catherine Austin Fitts and Ice Age Farmer, on building new independent economic, food security, financial, healthcare and educational structures. But our alternative world needs more than new independent structures and ways of doing things.
We also need to belong.
We need our stories to be told and we need to make sense of our experiences collectively through music, art, literature, and theatre.
Theatre, that physical space where one is immersed in an unfolding human drama enacted by real flesh and blood actors right there and then, and where one is surrounded by other people experiencing the same events in real time – is a place where the magic of meaning making and community building takes place.
‘To Vac or Novak That is the Question’ tells one of our (if not the) key current stories, one which is known to every single person on this side of the Covid 19 propaganda divide.
This is the tale that makes us a community, which Zygmunt Bauman, in his book Community, described as being based on common understanding and shared by all its members “so that we understand each other ‘without words’ and never need to ask, apprehensively, ‘what do you mean?’”.
The story has been written by Retep Yehtaen and performed compellingly, with seriousness and humour by the cast but is known well (minus the Alexa experience) by most if not all those in the resistance.
I hope Random Order Theatre will tour this play so more people have time to take their ‘normie’ friends to see it. It is a very well-produced and enjoyable piece of theatre in its own right but it also a powerful form of resistance activism which can re-open those important conversations about the Covid 19 episode just as most people are beginning to put it behind them and are ready to believe the next thing.
The play programme doubles as a resistance leaflet with over a dozen quotes from now prominent figures fighting the Covid 19 lies.
I am definitely keeping mine as a souvenir and look forward to the next play by Retep Yehtaen who wrote, directed and financed this important work, his fifth production at Camden’s Etcetera venue.
To Vac or Novak That is the Question ran from April 19th till May 8 at Etcetera Theatre, Camden, London
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This a mere side note to an excellent piece, but the author reminds me, for about the umpteenth time that vaccinated athletes have been dropping dead. My question–finally asked: Why does this seem only to be happening in countries outside the US of A?? Given all our professional sports leagues here–and all relentless coverage they get, why have we experienced none or next none? We did hear stores of pre-vaccine covid-19 injuries to a few athletes, who took a long time to recover their breathing and stamina, but none after that 2020 period. (exception here is high school athletes who suffered from heart damage)
it has been pointed out that professional athletics in the United States is heavily dominated by black people, most of whom have the good sense to refuse to be injected with Bill Gates’ mystery chemicals, and have presumably been provided with fake vaxx certificates by their big-league employers, wherever necessary. a subtle hint to the team doctor, also an employee, that production of the required vaxx certificates is expected of them, is all that it would take.
Thanks for the video. It’s true that some black pro athletes have gotten fake vax certificates, but I doubt it’s prevalent because some black–and white, players have been outed for their non-cooperation and made to pay the price (hurting their teams too). Also baseball has only a few black players. I’m not saying I don’t believe the Euro and international deaths but am looking for an explanation to answer my adversaries who cite no deaths in US sports. (The only other explanation is that Pfizer & Moderna are somehow exceptions)
Though this only applies in a few cases, and there’s nothing linking it directly to the vaccines – have you noticed that there have been a number of “suicides” of (especially) female athletes in the US?
We already know the media will report any occurrence in such a way as to reinforce whatever narrative they’re pushing at the moment. Who can say for certain these “suicides” really were suicides? Or if they were so obviously vaccine related that the media had to come up with something to explain them away?
I agree with you about the athlete suicides. I’m quite certain that vaccine issues have played some role in at least a few of these. But, of course, I still am not sure of the seeming discrepancy of collapsing athletes in Europe vs here. (I have this ingrained habit of checking in on the sports page every day, so thus my awareness of this absence, though some “injuries” are no doubt cover-ups or vaccine related) Maybe one difference is the J&J vaccine.
Outside of the US, Pfizer’s jab is licensed under the name ‘Comirnaty’. This brand is not available there.
Maybe they’re completely different jabs?
Yes, something like this makes sense. Ironically, your version is supposed to be the “licensed” one and ours has an emergency designation (EUA).
I can relate. Kids still not talking with me. Golf group has fully rejected me. My closest neighbors, young and old, have been vaxxed. Belief in lies has set them “free”.
There are more of us out there than they think, however. UPS guy, the butcher and produce guys, contractors giving me bids on home repairs, my brothers and sisters….. We are out there. On one hand the CDC assures us that 95% are vaccinated but simple surveys tell us the number of vaxxed is less than half. It’s not over by a long shot. Comments in the alternate media everywhere indicate the same. Most of us are not vaxxed. And “they” know it. And they are blaming truth tellers in the alt-media which has resulted in the new “Truth Czar”.
It would be interesting to see how this play would play out in the U.S. with the new “Truth Czar”. She is, literally, a nutcase that has been publicly telling lies for years (in the form of song sometimes). I am so embarrassed by our government. Truly embarrassed.
Simple apathy. It’s our own fault for allowing it to happen by not paying attention more closely. Fringed crazy leftists have taken over and we let these whining screaming lunatics get away with it. Extremism is a demonstration of ignorance. Narrow minded pieces of shit being led by pied pipers of abnormality.
That’s a lot of trees. Given we are covering all the arable land with solar panels, where are they being planted?………….
US media has been pyschological handing out the social white feather for years. It’s snowball effects becoming increasingly apparent the more it became top heavy. What happened January 2020 was a total social order surrender lead by apolitical denialists. The corporate rank and file at State level has an unsettled balance of sexist social order of Liberal feminists.
I realize that, in general, our political, medical, and commercial leaders (the categories obviously overlap) have succumbed to hallucinatory, delusional groupthink.
But the new Ministry of Truth, and especially the “Truth Czar” selected as its figurehead, is so appallingly self-caricaturing and preposterous that I wonder whether even our deranged authorities will consider this project an impulsive mistake.
It’s a bit of a reach, but there may be a parallel: Last month, Philadelphia (PA) health officials announced that the city would once again require masks indoors at all restaurants, shops, offices, and other indoor public spaces starting April 18. It was the only US city to re-impose the mandate.
To my surprise, the blowback from both the business community and the public was so negative that on April 22nd– four days later– the authorities sheepishly rescinded the mandate again. They did so with face-saving apologies, to the effect that they were also scrapping the guidelines that “necessitated” the unpopular mandate restoration– because, dontcha know, they belatedly realized that “the science had changed”.
In a year marked by US officials operating without a reverse gear in both geopolitical and domestic spheres, it was refreshing to see this rare reversal.
I know that the present bull-goose loony federal administration is far more massive than a municipal government, and thus has more inertia energizing its abysmal policies and practices. But the Truth Czar’s past social-media efforts alone are so cringeworthy that even her tone-deaf masters ought to see that she gives the whole reprehensible enterprise a noxious stink of incredibility.
OTOH, Kamala Harris is still Vice-President. Hey, maybe when The Ghost of Joe Biden (Barely) Present completely dematerializes, they’ll boost Harris onto the Oval Office Throne and the Truth Czar will be kicked upstairs to the Veep footstool!
thanks! – I had not heard the mask outcome in Philadelphia (essentially zero MSM coverage of that?) – Similar result up the road in Newark NJ – Mayor tried a mask and vax pass dictat Dec 2021 – the Mask mandate lasted under four months to early March 2022; the vax pass mandate – which was said to have elicited very little compliance was gone in under three months. Philadelphia in four days counts as a very rare ray of light – the light of reason.
No idea how good the play is, but I’d snap up a ticket if I were in the UK. The makers of this tiny fringe production deserve to play to full houses. They’ve already shown more guts and intellectual independence and real artistic integrity than any of their counterparts at the heavily-subsidised major theatres in the UK and Germany. All those comfortably-salaried Artistic Directors just submitted meekly to whatever absurd “health measures” The Authorities required of them, from shuttering the theatres entirely for months on end, to enforcing muzzles on the poor bloody audience members when they were eventually let back in.
Well, now those big names at the National, the RSC etc. etc. have had many, many months of “furlough” in which to inform themselves about this pseudopandemic. They’ve had ample time to notice the obvious and listen to dissenting voices and think for themselves and then grow a spine and respond as artists worthy of the name would do. Have any of them yet dared to, even if it’s more than their bleedin’ jobs are worth? They cannot all be as ignorant and credulous as they pretend to be. Fear Eats The Soul indeed.
Trying to imagine what Pinter would have said about this grotesque rulling-class scam. Or Brecht. Or even whatsisname.
By the pricking of my
Something wicked this way comes.
Anyway, best of luck to the Etcetera Theatre. Keep the faith, and don’t let the bastards grind you down.
Meanwhile, on Broadway, a horrible harridan:
Smartphone film at the link, 38s
I’ve developed mental and emotional calluses because this has become too commonplace, but it’s still a drag to find that some formerly respectable showbiz celebrity has become a delusional scamdemic-thrall.
It’s like living in an “invasion of the body-snatchers” world and realizing that an admired celebrity has obviously become a body-snatched Pod Person.
we do live in that 🙁
At some point in time OffG NEEDS TO FINALLY reveal the eccentricities of its Pending Algorithm. There is absolutely no discernible rhyme or reason to it.
Is it too presumptuous of a mere reader of articles and occasional commenter to assert that we are entitled to know what OffG’s AI looks for?
it appears to be a product originally developed for policing more mainstream venues, and thus is concerned to identify phrases which may be associated with “conspiracy theories”, “domestic extremism”, and other such crimethink. above all else, any mention of the J-word is an instant ticket to the spam trap. funny how that works.
If they are using a mainstream app (Akismet mentioned earlier), they probably have no control over the latest politically correct stances that serve the oligarchy, incorporated as auto updates.
I have misgivings about polemical art in general, the play under review in particular.
In a sense all art contains a certain degree of polemics. But it works best on a covert rather than overt level.
Contrast the play reviewed in this article with, e.g., Arthur Miller’s “The Crucible.” Theater goers understood Mr Miller’s play to be essentially about the excesses of the McCarthy Era in the US even though he framed it in terms of the Salem Witch Trials. He found and presented a common link between the two events.
Were I to write a play about the COVID horror show, I would frame it around the Bubonic Plague in the mid-1300s. There’s horror aplenty there: the treatment of Jews; the way certain city-states handled the sick.
I think I would focus on a family in Milan, Italy, which becomes infected. According to the History Channel (to be taken with a grain of salt, of course), Milan was one of the least affected places in Europe – one reason being that the authorities boarded up any home containing infection and burned it, with its residents locked inside.
The parallel with COVID would be quite apparent to any thinking theater goer.
Indirection, understatement and deep psychological subtlety are not the only things the theatre’s good for. Farce, exaggeration, broad comedy, and frank ridicule have always had their place too. Audiences are never more united and energised than when they’re really laughing together, and anger is an energy too.
If ever there were a time & place for low-budget, in-yer-face agitprop, it’s here and now. The only real rule in the theatre is never to leave your audience feeling stupider or less alive after the show than they were when they arrived.
Rough Theatre, Peter Brook called it. Teatro povero. Agitprop, even.
The fundamentalist theology of “The Science”:
“Oh my God! We have no time to spare! The methods we have lived by naturally over the uncounted millennia, from the immunity of our bodies to the consumption of regularly grown farm food, can no longer suffice – and have perhaps even been completely wrong in some way. (We haven’t decided exactly how although we have any number of wonderfully qualified brilliant minds working on a re-writing of all history to prove all our previous knowledge was fundamentally wrong.)
But “we now know” that all things previously considered natural are in fact utterly evil! We need new ways of producing food and of creating immunity – all of which will have to be synthesised. The world is overheating and the population growing too fast etc. It is essential that the entirety of the natural world be scrapped – since it’s all an illusion anyway!
Quick! More sludge! More queasy liquids pumped into the systems! Fill the bastards up with gloop! Before it’s too late!”
Too late? What does that mean?
“We don’t even have time to ask these questions! Just drop your pants and bend over!”
we have grown up with the ea that science/vaccines have saved us and that prior simply everybody died young and we’d be extinct without,
in some ways science did help, re sanitation, for instance.
Yes, but sanitation was about engineering, sewerage and plumbing not ‘science’. Now we confuse science with engineering, the Romans built aqueducts, stone bridges, cooling systems; like other civilisations who also achieved advanced engineering technnologies, they didn’t need to know anything about the theories of relativity or gravity, quantum mechanics or evolution. Modern science has a lot of hokus pocus, it’s more to do with an esoteric practice than actual field science.
The truth’s the truth whether one sees it reflected back from a stage or not.
was it a comedy???
If it is, the joke’s on us.
There is a “supermassive black hole at the center of our Milky Way galaxy”.
That would explain a lot!
Haha, thanks George….from the article….”The graphic produced is also a resounding blow against all forms of irrationalist thought, whether it be the mysticism of religious obscurantism or postmodernism and its assertion that all “narratives” are equally valid. There is in fact an objective, material reality, which is governed by physical, knowable laws.”
Blimey, all I can see is some pixels enlarged and blurred, but I’m surprised he didn’t tag ‘safe and effective’ to the end of his paragraph.
Thanks for that quote. I never even read the article since, apart from checking out what latest little titbits they’re throwing to their plastic Leftie followers, I actually make a point of maintaining a distance – for the sake of my blood pressure.
They’ve been dishing out their own brand of “objective, material reality, which is governed by physical, knowable laws” which seems to be highly manipulable cf. their eagerness to quote the terrible news of 4 year old Kali Cook, youngest victim of covid …. until the autopsy proved the cause of death wasn’t covid, at which point little Kali disappeared into that black hole at the centre of our galaxy.
I recall an item from them scribbled with utmost horror at the lack of suitable protections against the spread of covid in schools and universities and accompanied by pictures of … windows and corridors that seemed clean and well kept! Perhaps they were carrying out an experiment on their own readership to see what visual non-sequiturs they could get away with?
In any case, I carry my banishment from their site with immense pride.
material reality, which is governed by physical, knowable laws
that’s pretty rich, coming from people who presumably believe in “dialectical materialism”, an obscurantist religion derived from the superstitious musings of late-antiquity Greek slaveowners.
Good old Rosa L. I had no idea she was still going strong!
I think that refuting the silly gibberish known as “dialectics” in that level of detail, affords it much more intellectual credibility than it actually deserves.
On the other hand, I hadn’t realized until I read (some of) her site, the intimate connection between this nonsense ideology, the class origin of the people who claim to believe in it, and the century-long continual failure of the allegedly “radical” left, most recently exemplified by their utter collapse in the face of the 9/11 false-flag hoax, and now the Megadeath Virus of Doom.
How they create these pictures of black holes is amusing – they claim to generate one pixel and then the rest they admit is generated by what they believe a black hole should look like. It’s a bit like genomic sequencing.
I wonder if they’ll try to create a cult of worshipping black holes? The idea might appeal to Satanists.
Indeed. Love the Disney/ Aftereffects brushes and filters to make it look all spangly and amazeballs, be it black hole or a coronavirus –
By sheer coincidence, just when the tools and people were ready, there was a clear line of sight past multiple galactic arms to the very centre of the densely-packed galaxy. 😉
Is Shakespeare Dead?
From My Autobiography
The historians “suppose” that Shakespeare attended the Free School in Stratford from the time he was seven years old till he was thirteen. There is no evidence in existence that he ever went to school at all.
The historians “infer” that he got his Latin in that school—the school which they “suppose” he attended.
They “suppose” his father’s declining fortunes made it necessary for him to leave the school they supposed he attended, and get to work and help support his parents and their ten children. But there is no evidence that he ever entered or retired from the school they suppose he attended.
They “suppose” he assisted his father in the butchering business; and that, being only a boy, he didn’t have to do full-grown butchering, but only slaughtered calves. Also, that whenever he killed a calf he made a high-flown speech over it. This supposition rests upon the testimony of a man who wasn’t there at the time; a man who got it from a man who could have been there, but did not say whether he was or not; and neither of them thought to mention it for decades, and decades, and decades, and two more decades after Shakespeare’s death (until old age and mental decay had refreshed and vivified their memories). They hadn’t two facts in stock about the long-dead distinguished citizen, but only just the one: he slaughtered calves and broke into oratory while he was at it. Curious.
They had only one fact, yet the distinguished citizen had spent twenty-six years in that little town—just half his lifetime. However, rightly viewed, it was the most important fact, indeed almost the only important fact, of Shakespeare’s life in Stratford. Rightly viewed. For experience is an author’s most valuable asset; experience is the thing that puts the muscle and the breath and the warm blood into the book he writes. Rightly viewed, calf-butchering accounts for Titus Andronicus, the only play—ain’t it?—that the Stratford Shakespeare ever wrote; and yet it is the only one everybody tries to chouse him out of, the Baconians included.
The historians find themselves “justified in believing” that the young Shakespeare poached upon Sir Thomas Lucy’s deer preserves and got haled before that magistrate for it. But there is no shred of respectworthy evidence that anything of the kind happened.
The historians, having argued the thing that might have happened into the thing that did happen, found no trouble in turning Sir Thomas Lucy into Mr. Justice Shallow. They have long ago convinced the world—on surmise and without trustworthy evidence—that Shallow is Sir Thomas.
The next addition to the young Shakespeare’s Stratford history comes easy. The historian builds it out of the surmised deer-stealing, and the surmised trial before the magistrate, and the surmised vengeance-prompted satire upon the magistrate in the play: result, the young Shakespeare was a wild, wild, wild, oh such a wild young scamp, and that gratuitous slander is established for all time! It is the very way Professor Osborn and I built the colossal skeleton brontosaur that stands fifty-seven feet long and sixteen feet high in the Natural History Museum, the awe and admiration of all the world, the stateliest skeleton that exists on the planet. We had nine bones, and we built the rest of him out of plaster of paris. We ran short of plaster of paris, or we’d have built a brontosaur that could sit down beside the Stratford Shakespeare and none but an expert could tell which was biggest or contained the most plaster.
Gil Scott-Heron – Whitey On the Moon
(h/t Marjorie Taylor Greene and Jimmy Dore)
Spoiler alert: ‘Retep Yehtaen’ is (more or less) Peter Neahey spelt backwards
The toilet stackers are in the lead again:
Wind up the hypochondriacs and watch them go!
(According to the caption from the photo, “Lung deformities have been found in some long COVID patients”)
They ran in terror from the common cold and now they are buying fresh air in a can!
(There’s a link titled “Why you can trust Sky News”. Any site that has a title explaining why they can be trusted is not to be trusted.)
Story in the Epoch Times about a new study that claims that spike proteins on the virus itself are causing the epithelial damage in capillaries which is leading to the blood clotting and so called long Covid symptoms. They are reaching to cover their asses to avoid Nuremberg 2.0.
of course, and all the future deaths will be caused by the/a vius.
i never wore a mask. it’s not a law.
I really don’t get why so many sheep morons think suffocation and poison is a ”treatment” for a ”virus.
people have happily believed the ultimate hubris vs complex systems, aka vaccine mythology for decades.
the’ll believe anything.
it’s amazing how people just, even before this, conversations i’ve overheard in shops re what’s healthy food, what THEY tell us to eat.
or how people put mandate/gov recommendations together and think it’s law.
some nice person behind me on a till once asked how i ”get away” with no mask?!
another example from years ago: 2 mothers commiserating on a very hot say on how they had a hard time keeping their toddlers from keeping their shoes on.
leaving aside that the place was not actually littered with rusty nails [nobody seems to really trust tetanus vaccines, let alone know about proper wound treatment] , syringes, or glass, both toddler’s feet where encased in little trainers, thick padded plastic that would make their feet sweat.
of course you don’t want to invest much money in shoes at that time [ except maybe brandnames ;)] but cheap plastic sandals could be had for a couple of euros at that time.
i bit my tongue, but this seems a prime example of none thinking to me.
Ukraine won Eurovision. Oh the fun!
And President Barrack for Obama was given a Nobbled Peace Prize, then he started those wars.
No one ‘wins’ Eurovision.
They just take turns.
Good to see some pushback from the artistic community.
Here’s some more: https://leaderleader.bandcamp.com/releases
No Vax is owned and does what he is told just like the rest.
Covid is over, it’s done its bit, the bastards have moved on.
Elsewhere they are promoting Frankenpigs and Frankenflora. Good job the likes of us will only be allowed bugs.
And the reference to the oily pigs:
Article by a numpty and an editorial in one day, supporting Johnson. At least in the past some of us complained about the Grauniad with a degree of affection.
“A revolution is coming within agriculture and the UK needs to be at its head”
The Tommy Cooper manoeuvre: “Just like that!” A revolution “is coming” – all by itself! Nothing to do with “government … easing restrictions on gene-editing farm animals and plants”.
And the UK “needs to be at its head” just as the world is “overpopulated” and “overheated” and “desperately needs secure food supplies and to limit emissions of carbon dioxide” and so “such barriers should no longer be allowed to restrict progress”.
They have decided what “progress” is and there’s no avoiding it! Besides – look at all those terrors on the horizon! We are under attack! We must act now!
“We urgently need solutions “ and “Blanket bans of genetically altered crops and animals can be countenanced no longer”. (Subjectless wording again. “Can be countenanced no longer” … by whom?)
But “the degree of change it proposes is unsatisfactory”. The new super-duper Frankenfoods “will not be eligible for release under … proposed new regulatory regime and their introduction will continue to be obstructed”.
And there’s a little softener thrown in:
The “blight-proof potato” will help “farmers cut the amount of pesticide that they spray on fields to keep them free from disease”. See? “We” will be doing away with those nasty pesticides!
But obstructions “will stop a fresh source of nutrients from coming to the aid of a starving planet”. And “Unfounded claims over unnatural ‘Frankenfoods’ have led to the vilification of an entire technology” (smack on my wrist for using that profoundly unscientific term!)
“However, as the Royal Society has emphasised, agricultural varieties and breeds should be regulated on their intrinsic properties rather than the method used to create them.”
So the “method used to create them” is not to be questioned?
“In other words, the outcome of genetic changes made during a new strain or breed’s creation should be judged on safety, welfare and environmental considerations.”
But not on their necessity… or lack thereof?
Then snapping into corporate pep-talk:
“improving the sustainability, resilience and productivity of agricultural systems”
Whirrrr click! Grind grind! Yackety Yack!
Here is “legislation that is strong on aspiration but very limited in the kind of detail that shows it fully understands the urgency and scale of the problems we face”.
We’re not going fast enough! Quick! Hurry! Before the punters realise we are shoving a Franken Willie up their arse that will completely cripple them!
cut the amount of pesticide that they spray
Surely, this hurts the feelings of the pesticide makers.
“Rigorous independent journalism” from the gaurdian you have to laugh…or cry
Nailed it Joanna Sharp.I’m in a hotel in Vancouver and can stay here,use the pool,but not eat in the restaurant-to keep people “safe.”Even though the restrictions are dropped -for now-the structure persists.
Quite insidious. The “safe” meme is the new gospel of the cult.
Some years back Ethiopia was beset by a very severe famine. The UN pleaded to the world’s rich countries for help.
Meanwhile Ethiopian wheat was being sold to European countries to be used as animal feed.. Ethiopia had a free enterprise economy….
According to Sydney’s Saturday press Australian wheat growers are positioned to take advantage of the world’s wheat shortages caused by the US – Russian War in Ukraine…Australia also has a free enterprise economy…
If food riots seem likely to break-out in Australia, Pandemic #2, certain to be worse than Pandemic #1,** will have to be brought forward…
**The Authorities have reviewed Pandemic #1 so wont repeat any balls-ups. Pandemic #2 will hit faster, will be efficient & effective… Having killed off so many grannies, Pandemic #2 will target either the unvaxxed, or the very young…Or maybe will be inclusive…
A few years after the famine, Ethiopia had enough wealth to (a) set up a major airline, and buy the latest large planes (b) take a major role in the OAU military force. Strange.
Cash is King … I’m sure they had tons of it (not) … debt, debt, and more debt.
They then feed them- gm white rice on a empty stomach.
I had the great privilège of attending Shen Yun this past Sunday. One of the ancient dance stories acted was about live organ harvesting. It was so deeply satisfying to have it expressed there in the open with such pathos. Your article explains it perfectly.
my wife and I were unable to use the Shen Yun tickets that my mother had given us, on account of being unvaxxed untermenschen, and therefore inadmissible to the vicinity of decent people.
our request for a refund of the ticket price, prior to the day of the performance, was refused.
they can go fuck themselves sideways. CIA scumbags.
There are some corporate and political turds here in Melbourne, from where Novak was first shunned, who should be forced (Clockwork Orange style) to see this play.
Not that it would reprogram them, but what the hell.
they are certainly spewing because Novak got to play other tournaments without the jabs and Nadal is still getting chest pains after his.
It’s great they are taking it on tour but what would be even better is for everyone everywhere to reproduce this play and perform it in every village, town, and city. You and me, having just read this article, being able to witness our own story through this and perform it everywhere, in the parks and streets ! Let’s get creative, something they cannot do.
Now for a limited time only, for every mask one wears one gets a free chain saw.”
Reads very much like a story of the experience of those early, excluded (yet to be persecuted) Christians...Are James Corbett et al the proselytising apostles ?
My hair was already quite long when ‘Hair.The Musical’ came out. I think the musical helped firmly establish men having longer hair as The New Normal.
Mine was quite short back then and it was considered deranged, then Mia Farrow did it and it was acceptable. 55 years later it’s still short and now they rightly state that old women with long hair look ridiculous.
And so do old men with ponytails and a shiny bold patch on top.
Indeed they do
‘Hair’ was one of the first big clues: “This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius”
The sequence of events goes like this:
0) Younger Dryas
1) Leo->Pisces (old world order)
2) Coming of the sign of the son of Man: Aquarius
3) The Great Reset (Verseau – qua verseur d’eau)
4) Aquarius->Virgo (new world order – novus ordo seclorum)
Somewhere, somehow, Harold Pinter is smiling.
And maybe Shakespeare too: ‘
All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms;
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lin’d,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper’d pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well sav’d, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion;
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything’
RE: What this play is ultimately about are the personal costs and losses of living red-pilled, carrying a burden of terrifying knowledge in a naïve, propagandised and increasingly hostile world, being dismissed, ridiculed, and pushed away by loved ones and society at large.
Thanks for that!
Would have loved to sit and “experience” this play, sounds like a great night out.
As well as being a lifeline to Covid-divided communities, this play is an intellectual shot across the bows of the Official Narrative. The play’s the thing wherein to catch the conscience of the King” said Hamlet. Sadly, our kings have long since sold their consciences. I am also reminded of the play “McBird” which compared the assassination of JFK with that of King Duncan in Macbeth. If all the world’s a stage, then we each have a part to play. How that play ends however is up to us.
With Marilyn Monroe stood at the bus stop. Yanks really are gone in the head. By 2070 they may have caught up with every one else that was living in 1970.
They did finally find the point where most people weren’t having it anymore:
Just a coincidence the Fraud chose to post this on a sunny Saturday when even fewer than usual will be looking.
Interesting that 2 sets of pro-jab parents were interviewed in the Fraud article but none that decided the risks outweighed the benefits, despite the latter being in the (massive) majority.
I’ll say it before Edwige does: 1611 was the year the King James Bible was published.
More subliminal messaging? A New Normal Authorised Version?
Tesco have just bought a farm near me-it was sealed bids,Tesco paid double the market value. They are not growing food on the farm though-they are planting trees to offset their carbon emissions. The stage has been set by the climate agenda for big business and billionaires to buy up all the land-Gates has been blazing the trail and already owns over 250000 acres of USA farmland. THEY want to own EVERYTHING on the face of the earth- covid ,the war ,climate change and the cost of living crisis are all part of a wealth transferral excersice-our wealth to Them
They are going to spend it on buying up all the land.
The fix is in.You will never walk alone x
I walked with a zombie.
Sounds like most of my dates.
Beware of the Two-Headed Dog!
Hopefully someone will make a film version of it and it will get wide and rapid distribution.
As a resident of the USA, when can I show my normie friends this nice play?
Don’t waste your time with normies, it’s two years too late.