Remember that song Cher used to sing? "Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of Doctor Good..."
There's something almost endearing about con artistry when it's really, really
obvious. Think of Madame Blavatsky playing "post office" with the Ascended Master Koot Hoomi
, or Florence Cook dressing up as super-ghost Katie King for the benefit of esteemed scientist Sir William Crookes
. L. Ron Hubbard, on the other hand, was never endearing because his innate repulsiveness made him unlovable.
Some would say that Alex Jones deserves to be ranked alongside the Master Consters of yore.
Alex has noticed that the behavior of his "God Emperor," Donald Trump, is a bit...off. Jones has an explanation: He blames the Globalists.
No, NOT the Jews. No no no. Never accuse Alex of talking about powerful Jews. He's talking about nameless scheming Globalists
. The ones who control all the banks. The ones who run Hollywood. The ones who eat at Globalist delis and wear their little Globalist beanies and have neurotic relationships with their Globalist mothers and who go to Globalist church on Friday nights but don't call it church and who don't celebrate Christmas because they have their own Globalist holiday and who are definitely not
Jews. They're Globalists.
Anyways, these Globalists are drugging Donald Trump's Diet Coke
. Or so says Alex Jones.
Question: Doesn't Diet Coke usually come sealed in a can or a bottle? How does one drug a sealed container? Gaw-DANG it, but these Globalists are right sneaky bastards!
Now I’m risking my life, by the way, to tell you all this. I was physically sick before I went on air. Because I’m smart.
Most smart people become sick after
Jones starts his broadcast.
Jones believes that all other presidents of modern times have been drugged, and that Reagan was given a "cold blood" transfusion with the intent of causing brain damage. How would Alex Jones know this? I'm not sure, but I bow to his expertise on the topic of brain damage.
Jones claims that he learned about Diet Coke conspiracy from people who speak to Trump regularly. Yesterday, it became clear that one of his sources (perhaps his only
source) is Roger Stone. This piece
-- which is obviously the work of an insidious pro-Globalist propagandist -- has a full rundown on the Stone/Jones relationship, plus a transcript.
Here is Jones on drugs:
But I’ve talked to people, multiple ones, and they believe that they are putting a slow sedative that they’re building up that’s also addictive in his Diet Cokes and in his iced tea and that the president by 6 or 7 at night is basically slurring his words and is drugged. Now first they had to isolate him to do that. But yes, ladies and gentleman, I’ve talked to people that talk to the president now at 9 at night, he is slurring his words. And I’m going to leave it at that. I’ve talked to folks that have talked to him directly.
So notice, “Oh, he’s mentally ill. Oh, he’s got Alzheimer’s.” They isolate him then you start slowly building up the dose, but instead of titrating it like poison, like venom of a cobra, or a rattlesnake, or a water moccasin where you build it up slowly so that you get a immunity to it, you’re building it slowly so the person doesn’t notice it. First it’s almost zero, just a tiny bit and then a little more and then your brain subconsciously becomes addicted to it and wants it and so as the dose gets bigger and bigger you get more comfortable in it. The president’s about two months into being covertly drugged.
My question: Who's the real con artist here?
Is it Alex Jones? Or is it whoever is feeding this stuff to Jones? (By "whoever" I mean a guy named Roger.)
What does it mean when Roger or Alex feel obligated to push ridiculous tales of this sort? Is "drugged Diet Coke" going to be the all-purpose excuse for Trump's eventual fall -- or perhaps for the administration's perceived "betrayal" of the Alt Right?
Finally, is this the kind of con artistry we can consider endearing, in the way that Blavatsky and Florence Cook were endearing? Or do we place Stone and Jones in the same category as detestable rascals like Hubbard?
Speaking of Globalists...
Another conspiracy wacko.
As most of you know, Bibi Netanyahu's son Yair delighted David Duke and other Nazis by publishing a bizarre anti-Semitic image (reproduced above) depicting George Soros
as the secret ruler of the universe. What to make of this? Two reactions:
1. The Israeli right really has gone fascist. When you go fascist, you start pushing anti-Semitic conspiracy memes -- even if you happen to be Jewish.
2. The world is mad.
Is there a precedent for this? In the early 1970s (if memory serves), a prominent rabbi defended the Protocols of the Elders of Zion
, arguing that it was a real document which revealed a plot against
Jews. That rabbi was a little nuts; Yair is far, far nuttier.
Most people don't understand that Yair's graphic was adapted from one created by an apparent follower of Daivd Icke, the famed British fruitcake who thinks that our world is secretly controlled by Evil Lizard People from outer space. The Times of Israel identified the following as the original cartoon:
When Icke first came to prominence in the mid-1990s, hipper people understood that he was peddling refurbished versions of familiar anti-Jewish conspiracy theories. Instead of Jews, he targeted "reptilians." For more than a hundred years, paranoid fringe literature has used "the serpent race" as a code term for Jews, and it seemed fair to presume that Icke was using this familiar ploy. Then Jon Ronson made a documentary
which argues that Icke is not
an anti-Semite: He's simply a very strange man who truly believes in conspiratorial extraterrestrial reptiles.
Icke was hardly the first to blame the world's problems on lizards. Circa 1988, I shared a meal -- IHOP omelettes, if memory serves -- with a man who, like Icke, felt a desperate need to warn the world about the threat posed by Space Lizards. This same person also believed in Richard Shaver's theory of an underground civilization run by "deros"
(detrimental robots) who use electronic rays to control the thoughts of surface dwellers. This theory is due for a resurrection on the Alex Jonesian right.
Why did I have lunch with that curious personage? Back in '88, my great fear was that life had become routine and dull; therefore, I sought out individuals with unusual points of view. I no longer care to hear from such people.
Let us here pause to savor the spectacle: The wackos who believe in this kind of thing now sit on the proximity of power.
In the words of Richard Shaver:
"Life is a scream in the face of a bright madness, then! Life is a silly sound like a death rattle from an insane clown dying in the night, then."
(Ya gotta love his repeated use of the word "then." That's the inimitable sign of a true schiz.)