Author: White Whale

 Most of us live our lives in fear of some future some part of us is trying to create.

 Here is the open question:  WHAT WOULD IT TAKE for the people feverishly supporting Joe Biden to give up their support of him?  The True Believers, I mean.

One left wing commentator a few months back said she would still vote for him if he ate babies.  I literally think she meant this.

Would it matter that the Chinese have bribed him with something on the order of a billion dollars?  Would it matter if his son was really guilty of the crimes he is accused of by at least Alex Jones–who never lies, but who often takes grains of data too far–, which is to say the rape and torture of ten year old girls?  Would that do it?  What if Joe himself was guilty?

Ponder all this.  Sort through the feelings.  SEE the sickness which is everywhere around us, the smoke, the smell, the fire.

I have for some time been accusing the Left of being a cult.  I well remember the dream I had shortly before Obama’s reelection, of people voluntarily being decapitated, and my decision to call them the “headless ones” back then.

I had a dream of Joe Biden too.  I won’t share the details, but I honestly believe that he is a murderer.  It’s intuition.  I have zero evidence.  But that is what I believe.

Be all that as it may, WHAT WOULD IT TAKE?  Is it not MADNESS that things have done so far?  What has Trump done to be so hated?  Nothing.  

He talked with Ice Cube, not Joe Biden.  He appointed the first openly gay Cabinet member, not Barack Obama.  He has a plan to help black America–the Platinum Plan–not Joe Biden.  And Obama never even TRIED.  He obviously did not see any reason to.  He had the black vote, and he obviously did not care about them.  There was not then and is not now any compassion.  He is a cold fish.

I think I know how Cassandra must have felt.  Obviously, there are a lot of people like me, but it still feels like I exist much more closely to this madness than most.  I feel it, it enters me, I can smell the crazy on so many people’s breath, see it in their eyes.  It is far deeper than most realize.

 I think Trump needs to have a private screening of the pictures and videos from Hunter Biden’s laptop, for media, bloggers, and anyone else who makes sense.  Hell, maybe Jack Dorsey and Mark Zuckerberg need to be a part of it.

And for that matter, if it is true we have videos of Hillary from Anthony Weiner’s laptop, add those.

For my part, I would gladly sacrifice the effective prosecution of the guilty in order to get the truth of the matter in the public domain.  Let them be shunned by most the rest of the lives–lives they live out in freedom–but let the American people know the truth of what has been happening.

https://www.infowars.com/posts/trump-set-to-release-proof-of-hunter-biden-raping-torturing-children-for-chicom-blackmail-scheme-share-this-bombshell-report/

The claim being made, which in my view is highly credible, is that the Chinese have the material to blackmail nearly all Democrat leaders, and presumably a few Republican ones as well. If Joe Biden wins, as Trump keeps saying, the Chinese Communists will own our senior leadership, lock and key.

It is a reliable principle, I have found, to assume that whatever the Democrats are accusing Republicans of, they are themselves guilty of. Well, they have been claiming that Trump was being blackmailed by the Russians for four years. That is obviously untrue. We can trace the (illegal) genesis of that lie in some detail, now.

But THEY ARE BEING BLACKMAILED, by the CHINESE. I have been saying for some time “what about the Chinese? Isn’t all this Russia stuff a fairly obvious distraction from the Chinese, who are vastly more wealthy, powerful and influential?”

Well, here you go. I don’t think the media can kill this story, not fully. That there are large quantities of underage videos on the laptop has already been confirmed by the New York Post, and that the FBI was going to sit on this and say nothing also says all we need to know about them.

I would say there is a good chance Joe may find a way to avoid the last debate, because Trump WILL call him on it. However, Trump has his own platforms, and ways of getting news out directly.

These are crazy times, but I think long hidden truths are finally starting to see the light of day.

 Logic is a compass.  Compasses don’t have legs, but legs in motion without direction are not likely to get you where you want to go.

 I just watched the documentary on the making of “The Other Side of the Wind”.  Welles, talking indirectly about why he failed to finish so many films, said that there is a sadness to being finally “done”.  It is like saying goodbye to an old friend.

I feel this completely.  Every thing any of us completes moves into the past, rather than remaining known and in the present.  New creation is easy, but letting go, for some of us, much less so.

This letting come, letting flourish and bloom, then letting pass and go, is something I myself need to learn.

I am no Orson Welles, obviously, but I feel I have similar scars.  Many of us do.  

 Just watched this.  Few comments.

1) In my view, it shows the depravity and moral compromising which is an essential part of Hollywood.  Among other scenes there is an obviously younger girl in the middle of a sex party–who symbolically has been made to perform sexual acts–and the whole thing was so drunken that I felt drunk at the end of watching it.  He has on the one hand the artistic pretensions, and on the other the sordid and really unpleasant reality.

2) In that era, suggesting homosexuality as a latent motive was daring and bold.  On my “reading”, the latent subtext was that the Director, played by John Huston in an obviously self referential move, was a latent homosexual, and that his career consisted in creating scenes originating in a sort of self loathing voyeuristic homosexuality.

Within this subtext, we find that his young Adonis and acting protege was himself molested, much in the spirit of the British Public Schools, and encounter a teacher who himself we initially think is thrilled watching a naked woman, but come to find was in fact fascinated by the naked young man.

As I have commented, this seemed to me to be the only real substance and interesting content in “Catcher in the Rye”.  It seems to me this has long been a secret problem of our own, and probably most other societies.  Perhaps the Afghans and Pakistanis, with their dancing boys, are merely more naive and open about this problem, and I DO see it as a problem.  Such men grow up to be controlling, angry and often sadistic.  It is a self perpetuating cycle.

3) “Sex”, per se, is only one domain in which latent psychological conflicts–and we use this phrase as a cliche, when I think what is more accurate is to say unresolved traumatic events–come into play.  It is possible to be more intimate with someone without a word said, without a touch, than it is to be in any form of sexual intercourse.

We say that to be gay in a “heteronormative” world is difficult and traumatic.  This may well be true.  I’m not gay, so I can’t say.  But I can say that even as a heterosexual I find maintaining intimacy in sex to be difficult.  The sex part has nothing to do with it.  It has everything to do with an emotional split, and with the insincerity, the play-acting, the role playing that we learn to do early on.  Everything in our world has a sense of urgency.  You always have to be out and doing, and we train our children in that dross early on.  There is no time for unfolding, for seeing.  In any event, few seem to want to make the time.  Because what do you see?  Feelings you don’t want.  We do not live in a nurturing civilization.  

America is not an “empire” (other than that we conquered the land we live on and killed or marginalized the original inhabitants, which we certainly did do), but it is not wrong to say we are trained in imperialism, which is to say to duty, to reflexive adherence to Authority, to a need to be a part of some army or other.  Antifa is just one more answer to people trained in that tradition.  They are not free thinkers.  They are, on the contrary, in the main consolidated drones, chanting slogans just the way any other goose-stepping group has at any point in human history.  They are not a new story–their story is many thousands of years old.

Gayness–and more recently Transgenderism as the new ideology to replace the notion of “sexual preference”–is one way of distracting from the core truth of meaninglessness, anomie, and “adriftness” (which I will suggest as a good English equivalent of Verworfenheit).  The mania is the reality.  The pain of confusion is the reality, and everything else a deflection.  The ideas, and the things people do which support them, are secondary.  There is no desire to help anyone when we are told that “sexual preference” is no longer acceptable to the Commissars.  There is simply a thirst for destruction, of precisely the type shown in this movie.

4) I think there is some truth that photographs steal some part of us, weaken some part of us, as suggested at the end, in what most likely would have been Welles own chosen ending (the middle would have been the negotiation and editing).

If I trivialize some part of me every time I take a picture of myself, what are we to make of selfies?  Are iPhones little vacuums, sucking out our souls?

For myself, I have long hated having my picture taken.  I just don’t like it.  I never have.  I intentionally step out of most pictures.  I have been many places–events with groups of people–and you will find no photographic record of my presence.  I seen to sense cameras, and I avoid them.  I have never posted ONE selfie, ever, even though I have been many places.

5) Consider the central role of mass media, of Hollywood, in our culture.  When I cancelled my cable, they asked me “what are you going to do for entertainment?”  I told them: anything else.

6) All of us, instinctively, look to one another for answers.  As I think about it, it has been obvious to me for some time that I don’t anyone who has any answers worth listening to.  Methods, yes.  Techniques, yes, which I can use to find my own way.  But I can’t look to others.  It is a circular firing squad, which is more or less what Welles showed.

7)  Really, how could he have completed that movie without repenting much of his life?   At various points, he must have wished he was the one who died in the car wreck.

8) Reading his biography , Welles obviously had many unprocessed issues.  You can make manic energy work for you for a while, especially when you are young, but it catches up with you.

9) John Huston and Welles must have shared much in common.

Here is a snippet on Huston: According to actress Olivia de Havilland, “she [his mother] was the central character. I always felt that John was ridden by witches. He seemed pursued by something destructive. If it wasn’t his mother, it was his idea of his mother.”^[4]

10) In my view, there is little redemptive about psychological understanding.  I think knowing your “story” is useful, but that is a map of the known.  The task is to map out the new, from a new viewpoint.  In this, “spirituality”–let us call it a “sense of space and the sense of freedom within it”–is the sine qua non.

My work continues.   This movie was useful to me in multiple ways, none of which I have written about here.

 The task, I think, is to feel what is common to both “good” and “bad” experience.  That is the gateway to lasting peace.