- It has been an astonishing transformation, of the utmost
significance. But we never, ever, hear or read about it in the news. Over
the last few years, the skies over the American southwest have changed
beyond recognition. The famous dazzling blue sky of yesteryear has become,
as often as not, sickly pale ugly sludge. This is as shocking a difference
as if the surrounding landscape had slowly turned black, while the human
inhabitants remained bizarrely oblivious.
- There are still clear days, but these are numerically
becoming the exception. And this has happened nearly without public comment,
in a part of the world where sunny bright blue skies most of the year have
been the rule for centuries. But the slow sure rip in the elemental fabric
of our lives has not gone entirely unsung. Our so-called weather reports
have been carefully rewritten, as ever more strained variations on the
theme of Partly Cloudy. Day after day, we are treated to absurd contortions
along the lines of partly cloudy, mostly cloudy, mostly sunny, partly sunny,
and probably-mostly-partly-sort-of-sunny-and-cloudy. And how is it that
the meteorologists can confidently predict this same once highly unlikely
forecast for weeks ahead of time? The answer is obvious: because these
particular partly cloudy clouds are not clouds at all.
- As I write this, normal air traffic is coming and going
as always, leaving no distinguishing characteristics in its wake, as usual.
But in addition, closely laid out bands of fake contrails are slithering
inexorably up from the south. Easily seen with good binoculars, several
large unmarked planes methodically plow back and forth, depositing greasy
white streams of toxic chemicals across the face of the morning. Giant
X,s appear here and there, oozing fatly outward in slow motion. Before
my eyes, each of these trails swells and expands, until they begin to merge
in the sky-wide stew of chemtrail brew. Another fresh beautiful day has
been successfully murdered: suffocated under the clandestine chemical shroud.
- The forecast calls for mostly sunny skies, but no information
is forthcoming as to the factual nature of the secret swill that makes
it nearly always only mostly sunny. And as usual lately, the weather forecast
is already miraculously perfectly predicted for the next couple of weeks.
We are forewarned and know exactly what to expect in the days to come.
Here is the typical grimly ironic twaddle promising extensive spraying
ahead: "mostly sunny, mostly clear, mostly sunny, mostly clear, mostly
sunny, mostly clear, mostly sunny, partly cloudy, partly cloudy, partly
cloudy, mostly sunny, partly cloudy and- wait for it- partly cloudy. Such
is the ever-repeating litany of sky-lies masquerading as the local weather
- Meteorologists and weather forecasters have always enjoyed
the absolute confidence of the public. We would never have imagined that
such respected authorities would offer preposterous fabrications to the
public on a daily basis. Who could ever have thought that those we innocently
entrust with accurately reporting our weather would become hardened liars
as a matter of routine? Such a betrayal of our belief was practically inconceivable.
Of course, many people had a hard time believing that a large number of
priests were routinely abusing children and lying about it too. Many people
have trouble with imagining all sorts of horrendous activities that turn
out to be going on all around us all the time. Our credulity, intellectual
inertia and blind faith in authorities have allowed the rise of a culture
of professionally networked liars on all fronts. The profound failings
of an intrinsically unethical civilization have generated innumerable painful
awakenings, and we,re not done yet.
- Meteorologists consider themselves members in good standing
of the secular priesthood of science. Their obedient mouth organs, the
media,s weather forecasters, also do not seem to lack self-esteem. Yet
none of these self-regarding professionals see any problem in refusing
to mention the most visible anomalous activity in our skies. If the seas
turned bright red, we might suppose that oceanographers would notice, and
immediately report the astounding fact to the public. But no professionally
trained eye ever mentions the alarming and frequent spectacle of aerosol
operations going on in our atmosphere. Are the so-called priests of science
so terrified of truth that they manage to subconsciously blind themselves
to the blatantly obvious?
- Such a widespread perceptual failure on the part of the
paid, impossible at it seems, has at least to be briefly considered. Because
a fascinating study some years ago from the University of Southern California
concluded that most individuals would indeed refuse to so much as entertain
a fact, no matter how self-evidently true that fact was, if believing it
would directly affect their income. And from rude experience we may extrapolate
to include among the deniers of reality: all those whose self-image and
belief system is fanatically welded to the prevailing social fabric of
cheap tricks, fake standards, and prevailing prevarications.
- The only other possibility for the increasing predilection
for fantasy forecasting is that the so-called professionals know perfectly
well what is happening in our atmosphere, and are deliberately peddling
stupendous lies. There are only two equally deplorable possibilities here.
However unlikely it seems, perhaps the paid professionals and amateur weather
aficionados are actually a group mysteriously composed only of those people
unaccountably devoid of normal perceptual faculties. Maybe they really
do manage to believe their own blithering blathercasts, although this seems
preposterous on the face of it, even for them. The other, far more rational
assumption is that they all know exactly what they are doing and tell these
terrible untruths consciously and by design. Either way, the ritual abuse
of public trust in honest weather reporting is now absolute.
- Compulsive weather liars only have a couple of ways to
try to maintain their specious nonsense. The favored ploy is to categorically
refuse to address the issue of shockingly obvious atmospheric operations
at all. The very people who pride themselves on being scientists, pledged
to examine evidence impartially on behalf of the human race- will never,
under any circumstances whatsoever, go anywhere near the tell-tale evidence.
Neither will any other of the weather professionals in our society. This
should not surprise us unduly however, since upholding a lie as big as
all outdoors must be quite a draining occupation. Maintaining industrial-strength
levels of hypocrisy throughout the length and breadth of once-respectable
professions might very well be causing serious wear and tear. Many of the
less aggressive types would naturally prefer not talk about it at all,
under the humiliating circumstances.
- Although liars come in many colors, a basic yellow streak
always shows through. The average garden-variety weather reporter or meteorologist
uses the affable brick wall technique, applying a cement-like paste of
stultifying faux-scientific stupidity to all rational inquiry. Many other
weather liars avoid dealing with actively concerned members of the breathing
public by sneering automatically and maniacally at any incoming questions.
The vicious sort of weather liar believes that the force of sheer personality
ugliness ought to impress concerned citizens in lieu of reasoning. But
this type, given to hysterical and disfiguring antics in order to avoid
discussing anything even resembling reality, needn,t expect to generate
real confusion. Informed people simply observe the moral self-mutilation
of weather authorities with pity and amazement. Some of the more determined
citizens even wait patiently for the froth of sputtering spittle to dry,
and then once again politely offer to discuss the facts of atmospheric
life. But dancing with frightened, well-schooled and determined liars is
a sophisticated sport, not for everyone, and most of us will never wish
for practice to make us perfect. Those who sweat it out slinging lies for
a living know this about us, and therefore will never stop lying. Lying
is by far the easiest way out of dealing with uncomfortable facts for those
whose conscience is as yet but a feeble thing, easily disposed of. The
unprincipled therefore readily become practiced liars, as a substitute
for the more arduous path of becoming practicing humans.
- We live in a culture where power precariously supports
itself by relying on a tissue of denial and lies, so closely interwoven
that the intellectually lazy never even see it. Just as most people still
don,t even notice that the sky above has gone from a heavenly blue to a
hell of anemic whitish-gray. One has to wonder what magnitude of extreme
alteration in the natural environment the average consumer will require,
in order to perceive any change in the surroundings at all. And within
the network of hypocrisy, those who do honestly admit to themselves what
is going on carefully examine on which side their bread is buttered- before
bravely declining all comment. When it comes to so-called authorities,
the relationship between abject cowardice, absence of all ethics, and perpetual
lying is a very straight line connecting three shabby dots.
- In any healthy and wholesome society, the habitual liar
is rightly looked on as an embarrassment to humanity. While constant lying
has never been criminalized per se, since being pathetic is its own punishment,
lies that adversely affect other people,s lives are another story. History
books are replete with gruesome examples of groups of social liars, their
inevitable exposure, and the scathing commentary of subsequent generations.
It is true that history excels in revealing past injustice in great and
satisfying detail. Yet eventual unmasking of the forgers of sky lies is
cold comfort for those whose well being is adversely affected in the present.
Neither can the appearance of revealing truth at a later time do any good
whatsoever to parents helplessly watching their children suffer in the
here and now.
- The great glaring fact about the weather is that our
atmosphere is being chemically reconditioned right before our eyes, in
broad daylight, and each and every one of our weather forecasters is resolutely
lying about it. Of course, despite wholesale obfuscation, we are still
perfectly free to look outside and investigate what is going on over our
heads for ourselves. So should we really mind then that weather reports
have become purpose-built acts of science fiction? Why should we care that
professional weather forecasters have defaulted on their public duty? We
can see the reality for ourselves, in this case as in so many others. In
this business of lying whenever their lips are moving, the weather mongers
have merely caught up to politicians, military spokespersons, major media
sewer outlets, and other full-time enthusiastic cheerleaders for infinite
secrecy, world-class lies, and the demise of our Republic.
- The truth is that we should all care very much about
the truth. It is a primary responsibility to care about being lied to,
by any kind of authority, no matter who is doing it or why. We should mind
a great deal whenever anyone with any degree of responsibility for the
welfare of the public, and the welfare of our Republic, consistently, remorselessly
and interminably lies to us. We should certainly never blandly accept the
ongoing dark comedy act called a weather report these days, as if it is
simply another new form of misapplied creativity. It is not. Lying about
what is happening to and in our atmosphere is an unprecedented assault
on the entire body politic, and a violent violation of the public trust
that must not go unchallenged.
- Throughout human history, calling anyone a liar has always
been a serious indictment. Civilized human beings have never employed this
brutal epithet causally. Lying is, and has always been considered, such
a vile act that the average person was careful not to accuse anyone of
it without just cause. Logically, there must be many people in different
groups and professions involved in trying to confuse the populace about
what is really happening to our atmosphere. Ongoing propaganda has been
carefully constructed for maximum impact on several fronts. Moreover, disguising
the abysmal fact of continuing toxic aerosol operations in our skies is
only one of many grotesque deceptions underway. But let us never forget
the uniquely disgraceful role meteorologists and weather reporters play
in all this, as the middlemen and midwives of deliberate fundamental confusion.
Our ridiculous weather cartoons are delivered to us in cold blood, precisely
in order to mislead as many of us as possible. And lying to the public
about something as crucial to our existence as what we are all breathing
constitutes a pathological misuse of power. These wretched examples of
authority have willingly traded all vestiges of honor for the sake of regular
paychecks. They live for now by means of lying through their teeth to the
very people who have trusted them absolutely. But then perhaps they have
not yet understood that the sure and certain result of their betrayal will
be their undying shame.
- From Erika
- Very good article. Why aren't there more people speaking
up? I live in the northwest, which is known for its brilliant blue skies,
especially this time of the year when the rains subside.
- Every day, however, these billowing trails are sprayed,
with one purpose in mind: to totally cover up the sky and saturate the
atmosphere with aluminum and barium poisons and often times a lot of other
poisons are in the mix.
- Why don't more people report getting sick when outside,
inhaling all this stuff? whenever I have to spend time outside, unprotected,
I get severe reactions. Aluminum and barium poisoning symptoms along
with other severe reactions. When I come back home to my sealed-off house,
it takes anywhere from l5 minutes to one hour for my symptons to wear off,
depending on the length of time I was exposed. Considering that most people
refuse to look up or even consider that this could be going on, they would
not know what makes them sick, would they?