Second Greatest Hoax

Talk turkey

Well now, let's talk turkey, shall we, as in, who is the turkey that told you you needed permission, for anything? 

Forgive me in advance for my tainted with temper thoughts dear reader, but as you know, it is my bit of writing and if you are going to read it, you will have to accept my terms: right now, my top lip curls and the colour before my eyes is a shade of red.

Adult lexicon

Well over a year ago, when the word allowed entered our daily adult lexicon, I became alarmed and I knew, that grooming was taking place. The ROTE behaviours of the masses over the last observable twelve months is a good indicator that brainwashing, coupled with fear inducing grooming techniques have been effective. In the hands of the wicked and perverse, psychology is a dangerous weapon.

NOTE: predictive programming has been employed for years and I will say that the handlers have done a magnificent job in manipulating their audience 

Sorry not sorry

We should not be surprised by what is happening, because we all have been oh so very sorry, as Canadians, for oh so very long. Oh Canada, why oh why, are you so sorry all of the time?

Wicked kiss of kindness

Predators like the hunt, it is part of the excitement and a way of playing with their prey while proving their prowess. There is a part in each predator, of the human variety, that believes in a cunningly cursed way, that they are more clever than the one they pursue: unfortunately, there is evidence that this is actually true. Look around you and you will plainly see, that the hunted are completely unaware that they are being devoured while there is still life blood flowing through their veins. They are following the rules of the predators and blindly backing their way into the lair of their soul enemies. 

It all started with a wicked kiss of kindness, a prelude for preparing the prey

1. Say you are sorry and say it often

2. Promote fairness

3. Promote equality

4. Say you are sorry for getting in the way, for not getting in the way, for clearing the way, for making way, for for for... be sorry for everything no matter what and be willing to prove you are sorry

A very good sign

I have a line that I use with new people that I meet who unwittingly apology to me almost immediately, on the heels of our initial introduction. I state "unless you mortally wound me, you are not allowed to say you are sorry". This shocks them a little but the shock turns into consternation when I point out to them that they have said it again, and again. Sometimes, they get annoyed with me, which I always take as a very good sign, because verily, verily, I say unto you, that when someone starts getting annoyed, they stop being damnably polite. 

No where is a terrible place

The hefty price our society is currently paying for being damnably polite is loss of freedom. But then again, the masses have never been truly free, they have been subjects most of their lives, untrained in the ways of learning how to think and do for themselves. Paid for being pushed to and fro in directions they never wanted to go... no where is a terrible place to land when the days of a life end. 

I heard her irritated mutterings

Yesterday, my son and I went to Home Depot to make a return. We entered and waited. We were served. We made our way to the closest door to leave and there sat a masked employee, paid to monitor this particular doorway that clearly was marked above with an EXIT sign. She was reduced to the useless role of door babysitter and supposed crowd control boss of humans that might actually think for themselves and choose this EXIT. She attempted to stop us, instructing us to use the exit the store had deemed appropriate, but of course, her words fell on deaf ears (although I do admit, I heard her irritated mutterings as we kept on walking, disregarding her commands). 

Hell

And this is my driving point dear one: who the hell designated themselves the boss of you and me? Think about this now. More than an entire year ago, you were going in and out of places like you had a choice. LIKE YOU HAD A CHOICE... I am now laughing at the ridiculousness of having to explain to anyone that they actually have a choice?! 

So here we are and I have a question for you: do you have a choice? 

Here is another one: what do you choose?

One more: who... is the boss... of YOU? 

Treated you like a child

It is time to get irritated. It is time to truly be sorry, for being the biggest pushover in the world by giving in to all the people that told you what to do and treated you like you were a child without a brain in your head. It is time you grew up and acted like an adult, responsible for being part of the SECOND greatest hoax perpetrated against mankind. The first one happen in a famous garden in Eden... 

There is a slithery snake and he hisses and sugggesssts that you sssssneak around and continue to hide from being accountable for your ssssself. He is already damned, don't let him take you down with him