Joe Rogan exposed

Joe Rogan has become something of a celebrity in the alternative media world as the host of the Joe Rogan Experience which, according to Wikipedia, was downloaded 16 million times a month in October 2015. What I will attempt to show here is that Rogan is, among other things, an agent of intelligence whose shtick is to get young rebellious types to experiment with drugs, engage in idle conspiracy talk, and ultimately spin them back to the mainstream.

Rogan’s bio is so convoluted and contradictory that it’s difficult to know where to begin to dissect this guy. Let’s begin with his birth date: August 11, 1967. 8-11. We know that 8 is the favorite number of intelligence, with 11 a close second. Note how many famous people have supposedly been born on variants of 8. That right there is enough to set off alarm bells in my mind regarding this guy.

His life from birth to high school graduation is covered in one brief paragraph on wikipedia. We learn only that his mother was ‘a free spirit’ and his father was a cop who beat his wife. The rest of the early life bio is taken up with accounts of his martial arts training. He dropped out of college.

While Rogan was doing stand-up comedy in Boston, he was ‘discovered’ by a Jew talent agent, Jeff SussMAN. Stories that involve people with surnames ending in MAN usually indicate a hoax. This is another red flag.

In 1994 Rogan moved to L.A., no doubt at the behest of his intelligence handlers, to enhance his ‘career opportunities.’ This Boston kid, with neither talent nor looks, who had only performed at some comedy clubs in Boston immediately landed a gig on MTV. That doesn’t happen in the real world unless you are a Jew with Hollywood connections and/or under the guidance of Intelligence. MTV is a subsidiary of Viacom, one of the largest media companies in the world. Rogan was immediately offered a  three-year exclusive contract. Isn’t it nice how these people never have to go through the normal rigors of climbing up the corporate ladder or working their way upward? They are just conveniently and smoothly moved along to get more and more exposure.

I tried to find a clip of Rogan performing on MTV but was unable to locate one. It would be interesting to watch that clip because, according to wiki, his performance blew away top studio execs who engaged in a bidding war for his talents. Again, this doesn’t happen in real life. After jumping ship at MTV, Rogan got in bed with the Disney Corporation (Walt Disney- 33rd Degree Freemason) and FOX (numerology:666). All of these Forbes 500 corporate and Zionist connections will be important to remember later as we analyze Rogan in his role as an independent voice and counterculture icon.

Joe Rogan performed at the Comedy Store in L.A. for 13 years- another spook numerology indicator. From 1995-1999, Rogan moved over to NBC where he played a role on a sitcom. Are you keeping track of all of the corporate connections? So far, we have MTV, FOX, Disney, and NBC , and we’re just getting started. It’s incredible to think that this guy who has fashioned this persona of being smart and interesting is a college dropout who worked in tv sitcoms, the lowest of the low in terms of ‘popular entertainment.’

After the sitcom era, Rogan began working for UFC. I can’t untangle how exactly he landed that gig, but Wiki admits that it was through the influence of SussMAN. Rogan’s role here seems to be to keep young, testosterone-fueled men glued to the tv watching cage fighting instead of getting involved in politics, grassroots organizing, etc.

During this time, Rogan also hosted the NBC shoe ‘Fear Factor.’ I’ve never seen the show as I don’t own a television, but I know it involves paying people to do stupid and gross things like eating spiders and the like. It’s basically the Jews in Hollywood throwing a few shekels at the goyim to make fools of themselves and then laughing about it.

Taking a break from the cesspool  of sitcoms and gross-out television  shows, Rogan starred in his own show, ‘Joe Rogan questions everything’ in which he attempted to flip the entire notion of an open-minded investigator by belittling and mocking not the establishment, but the independent media itself. Watch the program where he attempts to debunk chemtrails to see a blatant example of this.

And finally we arrive at Rogan’s current acting gig, The Joe Rogan podcast. “But wait,” you say, “that’s not an acting job. It’s just Joe giving his thoughts on the world.” No, it isn’t. Rogan has always been an actor. His bio admits as much, in great detail. He performed a role in his sitcoms, his ‘reality shows’, in UFC fights, at his comedy routines, and everywhere else. If you are a listener of Rogan’s podcast, it’s impossible to know what he really believes and what he’s being told to say by his Zionist handlers. One day Rogan stated steadfastly that humans never traveled to the moon and the next day he said the opposite (as he hosted the NWO puppet Neil DeGrasse TySON. (MAN and SON surnames= hoaxers.)

When normal people want to do a podcast, they just set it up at their computer in their living room or bedroom with a simple microphone, wifi connection and go at it. But when JOE ROGAN wants to do a podcast, he rents out an entire building with a sophisticated studio, huge radio microphones, wall-mounted cameras and the like. This tells us that either Rogan is a huge megalomaniac with an inflated ego (and a fat bank account) , or his handlers set the entire operation up.

Rogan admits that he smokes pot before each podcast and that’s he’s stoned throughout the entirety of the show, showing you that he thinks the whole thing is a joke. His listeners apparently haven’t caught on to this. College dropout Rogan includes variants of ‘fuck’ in almost every sentence he utters. His limited vocabulary limits his use of the English language, so that he is rendered to speaking sentences like this: ‘That was just stupid as fuck!’

Note the photos on the wall behind Rogan during is podcast. There are pictures of Elvis Presley and Jimi Hendrix. Why do you think Rogan chose those two particular people to place in the viewer’s eyes? Could it be that Intelligence put them as a marker? Remember, the Intelligence community loves to place these markers as inside jokes, and since Presley and Hendrix were both Intelligence projects, we can connect some dots.

I’ve always thought it was funny to watch Rogan talk with his co-hosts, friends, and guests in the studio. They’re separated by huge consoles , boom mikes, and earphones even though they’re just a few feet from each other. The whole podcast appears to be an operation, and I’m sure it is.

In October of 2015, Rolling Stone magazine published an extensive piece on Rogan. Since RS is owned and run by Intelligence, it makes sense that they would publicize one of their own. Right off the bat, take note of the photo of Rogan RS uses to headline the piece. It’s in black and white, covers half of his face in shadow, and features him frowning malevolently with his bald head and tattooed forearms. Why do you think RS wanted to show him like that? Who instructed the photographer to shoot him in such a way?

The headline proclaims Rogan as a ’21st Century Timothy Leary.’ Just as the MSM will call any enemy of the Anglo-Israeli-American Axis ‘the new Adolf Hitler’, anyone who speaks about psychedelics and gets airtime is called the ‘the new Timothy Leary.’ The problem with that comparison is that it’s nonsense. The only thing Leary and Rogan have in common is that both worked for the CIA.

The article itself, written by some sniveling ‘journalist’ named Eric Hedegaard is painful to read. Before we move on to the article, we should note that Hedegaard is probably a fake name, and Hedegaard  himself probably a fake person altogether. Two ‘e’s in the surname clue us in the hoax, and the double ‘a’ nails it.

The first sentence in the article tells us how awful this piece will be. Here it is: Maybe never in your life do you meet an individual like Joe Rogan. Are there no longer editors working at prominent magazines and newspapers who have even a basic grasp of the English language? From that sentence, it’s not clear at all what the hell the writer is trying to say. He’s probably saying, “I have never met anyone like Joe Rogan.” Or maybe he’s trying to say, “You will never meet a guy like Joe Rogan.” Instead, he mangles the English language. I guess this is the kind of writing RS is looking for these days. The next sentence, incredibly, is just as bad. He’s that singular, in a multivariate kind of way. I had to consult my dictionary to find the definition of multivariate. It relates to statistics and is completely inappropriate to the meaning the writer is searching for. Again, where are the editors? It seems that Hedegaard, whoever and whatever he is, is trying to scramble the readers’ brains, much like what Rogan does in his podcasts.

The grammar and sentence structure in the rest of the article is just as horrific, but I won’t torture you with any more examples. We are told that Rogan is short. It’s a minor detail, but one worth noting. Remember, the vast majority of major stars in Hollywood are short, Jewish, and gay. For the record, Rogan is 5’8″.

Hedegaard  speaks glowingly of Rogan’s use of DMT and other drugs to enhance his consciousness. Nonsense. Rogan doesn’t want people expanding their consciousness. It’s not even Rogan speaking. It’s our governors speaking through him. They want people doing drugs-any drugs. As long as people are sitting at home stoned, stupefied, or navel-gazing, they will pose no threat to the establishment.

Hedegaard tells his readers that Rogan’s podcast ‘is one of the greatest things going.’ Wow. Really? I guess we’re all supposed to become more enlightened when Rogan interviews former porn stars. We’re also told that Rogan ‘shoots himself up with testosterone on a weekly basis’ and that his podcast topics have no rhyme or reason. However, instead of criticizing this lack of focus or even coherence, Hedegaard thinks it’s cool.

Joe Rogan is a huckster of the worst sort. He’s an A-list con man, a guy who has never really had a real job, and a pretender tough guy. Joe Rogan, you are exposed.

 

 

 

 

Liberalism’s spawn. Conversations with 20-somethings

Over the past year, I’ve had a number of interesting discussions with people in their 20s regarding current political and cultural issues. I like to know what 20-somethings are thinking, saying, and doing; they will soon be the dominant shaping force in society. I also like to hear their opinions directly instead of reading their words second or third-hand in the media.

After a number of these conversations in 2016, it became clear to me that a definite pattern was emerging. I noticed a common thread of liberalism in their opinions on important subjects no matter their country. While young people identifying themselves as liberal is nothing new, what surprised me was the ideological gap between young and old, and between urban and rural, seems stronger than ever.

I asked a couple of my coworkers from England their opinion of Nigel Farage and UKIP. As soon as I said the name ‘Farage’, I could see the complete disdain on their faces. “UKIP? It’s a joke,” said one. “They have very little support; most of it is in the countryside. Nobody with any brains takes Farage seriously. He’s just plain stupid.”  I recall the young man who said this to me had a look of curiosity on his face as well, as if he couldn’t believe I was even asking about this person. I was somewhat surprised at his breezy dismissal of Farage as he had been receiving a fair amount of publicity in America at that time. I watched his interviews closely, and it appeared to me that he had a lot of valid points to make. In fact, he came across as quite intelligent, lucid, and convincing. I had a hard time reconciling my impression of Farage with this young man’s description of him.

A short time later, I was sitting in a different office and was surrounded by young Brits. Without offering any thoughts or opinions of my own, and asking in the most neutral manner I could, I inquired whether England should severely curtail immigration. The Brits all shook their heads. The girl sitting directly across from me offered, “We should be allowing MORE immigrants, not less. Those poor people. England can do more and we SHOULD do more.” I mentioned how many immigrants England had already taken in and some of the negative consequences of that immigration. My colleague dismissed my concerns with a wave of her hand. “Those bad stories are mostly made up by the media.”

Recently, I brought up politics with my young Austrian friend. What was fascinating about that chat was the eerie parallels to my conversation with the young Brits. I mentioned to the Austrian a recent news story I had read about the so-called ‘Far Right’ winning some elections in Austria. What was his opinion? Just as the Brit had scoffed at Farage and UKIP, my friend similarly made a scowl when mentioning the far right parties in Austria. “They’re nothing. Only the farmers, the uneducated, really OLD people, and dupes take that party seriously. Immigration is not that big of a problem.”

Last week, a friend from America and I were having a friendly chat at the park when the conversation turned to the cultural and the political. He made a comment about his friend having a baby and I made a light-hearted remark about his friend doing a good thing for the white race, keeping in mind the historically low birth rates in most European countries which is nothing less than a demographic disaster. Even though I smiled when i said it and was (halfway) joking, my friend, who is white, went ballistic. Literally. I thought he might start hyperventilating. “White race? Did you really just say that? Oh my god! I can’t believe you said that! I haven’t heard someone say the white race in 20 years. Dude, don’t you know that’s racist?”

I momentarily felt as if I had just slipped into the Twilight Zone. But then I remembered my friend was in his early 30s. Though I had a good size dose of cultural marxism, feminism, political correctness, affirmative action, and multi-culturalism force-fed me when I was growing up, that was nothing compared to the onslaught that people now in their 20s and 30s have experienced. My friend went on. “Besides, there’s no such thing as race anyway. Race is just a fiction. I mean, come on. What is the white race? Do you mean Europeans? I myself am a mongrel, like most of my friends. Sorry Brian, but there is no such thing as ‘white people.’

As our discussion meandered on and became more heated, he started to use the phrase ‘The N word.’ He continued, “I’m a comedian and the rule for stand-up is that you can never makes jokes downward, meaning you never make fun of people who are below you in the socio-economic world.” He explained that was why he never made jokes about black people and would never, ever use what he called ‘The N word’ , either in public or even in private.

I asked him, “Since we’re in a park in Asia and there are no black people anywhere to be seen and since I know you’re a decent guy with not a racist bone in your body, you can say the scary word ‘Nigger’ to me. I won’t hold it against you. After all, we’re discussing words and language and it will save you from using the tortured phrase ‘The N word.’ My friend shook his head  emphatically. “No way. I’ve removed that evil and unnecessary word from my vocabulary. I’ll never use it.” To try to get him to budge, I even mentioned George Carlin’s famous dialogue on the word ‘nigger’ in which he showed, quite convincingly, that it’s all about context and meaning. My friend was unconvinced.

The conversation mostly devolved from there until we agreed to call a truce. What was especially interesting to me was that, on reflection,  his views were more or less the same as my views when I was his age. I too spouted the politically correct liberal line on most every issue. I too was brought up to believe that the white race, and specifically white men, were the cause of all evil in the world and that I should feel nothing but shame and regret for my ancestors. I finally grew out of that conditioning but it’s taken me nearly 50 years to do it. Talking with my friend was like having a conversation with my younger self.

Concepts such as nationalism, national identity, racial pride, and cultural pride are still anathema to many people in the West, especially those under the age of 50 and particularly the kids in their 20s. We can, of course, blame World War II and its outcomes for this. Whenever nationalism has threatened to gain a toehold in Western politics in recent decades, opposing parties simply went  on media channels and screamed , “Nazis! Hitler lovers! Fascists!” And it has worked-  until now. Those old smear tactics are wearing thin from overuse. The Alt-Right is gaining more traction every day and is starting to reclaim the concept of nationalism from the gutter where it has been rotting for more than a half century. Brexit, Le Pen, Trump, nationalist parties in Austria, Denmark, and many other countries- these are all signs that something is shifting.

 

 

 

 

 

Updates on The Mandela Effect

The Mandela Effect which disturbs and affects me the most is the geographical changes. I look at maps almost every day and the world I see is so different from my memories of it that it leaves me shaken. Although I touched briefly geography in my last article on the Mandela Effect, I want to look at this in a bit more depth and detail.

Remember the ‘Land down Under’? Australia was always known as such, for a reason. It was ‘under’  everything else, meaning it was far south of the equator and distant from almost everywhere else, especially the closest large country, which is Indonesia. My friends and I used to talk about visiting Australia, but whenever we looked at it on a map, we commented on how isolated it was and how expensive it would be to fly there. In this parallel dimension we’ve slipped into, Australia is now part of Asia. There is no separation between the Australian continent and the southernmost islands of Indonesia. You can now literally swim from the northern tip of Australia to Papua New Guinea and the surrounding islets. If you’re an Australian, I suppose this could be either something to celebrate or mourn. If you enjoyed the isolation and remoteness that you had in the earlier reality, then this new reality sucks. However, if you’re an Asian-Australian and wished you could be closer to your relatives, congratulations.

Japan is another country that I look at and say to myself, “That looks all wrong!” Japan was always a long and thin country, so to speak. I remember this because I used to hear someone say that they lived in ‘Western Japan’ and I replied, “Oh come on. There is no real Western Japan. There’s only Northern and Southern Japan.” The current version of Japan (or at least Honshu) is now shaped like a comma. In this reality, Japan really has acquired a ‘West.’ Shikoku is currently an East-West island. Hokkaido bears no resemblance whatsoever to its former incarnation. It’s badly misshapen and enlarged.

Panama is  another country which has metamorphosed from an North-South oriented land mass to an East-West one. I remember reading about the Panama Canal when I was young; I recall seeing photos of the men building it. They dug out a straight line from the Atlantic to the Pacific, in an East-West orientation. In this version, the canal now goes Northwest to Southeast! In the old version, people would lie on beach on the Pacific Coast and watch the sun set looking due west. Currently, people who visit a Pacific Coast beach in Panama will be looking southward or even southeastward.

Cuba is now a bizarre sight to look at. In the old world, Cuba was a small country located 90 miles off the southern tip of Florida. It lay to the southeast of the North American landmass. Its size and shape were not particularly noteworthy. Presently, Cuba is an Orca whale-shaped island, twice the size of its former self, and provides an almost seamless bridge from the Yucatan to the Eastern Caribbean.

Moving over to Europe, Denmark formerly situated itself far to the south of Sweden. The northernmost tip of Denmark pointed toward Stockholm. Nowadays, in this reality, Denmark is located to the west of Sweden! It has seemingly moved itself hundreds of kilometers northward to snuggle in between Norway and Sweden. I wonder how the Swedes feel about their new neighbors.

Italy has always been the most easily identifiable country in Europe. When kids first begin studying  a map of Europe, the first country they learn is Italy; the reason is simple. Italy juts down from the continent into the Mediterranean and is shaped like a boot. In our parallel dimension (PD), Italy has been ‘pulled’ westward. It now points in a more southeasterly direction and the heel of the boot is much more pronounced than it used to be. Sicily has shifted hundreds of kilometers to the north and now almost joins the mainland of Italy. No matter how often I look at the map of Italy, I can’t shake the feeling of unreality which envelops me.

These countries are the most obvious and outstanding examples, but it is certain at this point that every single country has changed and shifted in PD. It appears that all of the countries in the Northern Hemisphere have moved en masse toward the north pole which, by the way, has disappeared. Welcome to the new world.

Addendum: I wanted to collect some new examples of the Mandela Effect and did a quick search on youtube. When I entered the search term ‘New Mandela Effects’, I was confronted with page after page after page of channels that are, apparently, produced by teenagers. Their headlines are always in all caps; the descriptions are nearly identical and are some variation of this: OMG! NEW MANDELA EFFECTS. THIS WILL BLOW YOUR MIND. The accompanying photo of the channel shows the teenager with an exaggerated look of surprise and shock with pictures of Jif peanut butter and febreeze  floating above his head. The channels have different names, but with the nearly identical headlines and photos, they are obviously being produced from a common source. I would guess that the source and producer of these channels is Intelligence. Perhaps they are trying to surround the topic of the Mandela Effect with a lot of noise and mindless trash in the hope that people will dismiss it.

 

 

Is John Oliver a shill? Yes, and much more.

John Oliver is a comedian, television host and political commentator.    Born and raised in England, Oliver is now a permanent resident of the United States and has his own HBO program titled, Last Week Tonight with John Oliver. He honed his comedic skills and earned a reputation working with John Leibovitz and Stephen Colbert on The Daily Show with Jon Stewart (Leibovitz). Oliver even guest-hosted The Daily Show for eight weeks. While Oliver can occasionally be mildly funny when he pokes fun  at establishment figures, he is clearly a paid shill and an establishment tool. Like all the other shills who have recently been uncovered, Oliver has removed his mask and is now blatantly showing Americans, and the world, what he is.

It always surprises me when Americans aren’t suspicious of English nationals coming to America and getting high-profile positions in the media. Don’t we know our history? The British have been invading us and meddling in our affairs for well over 200 years, and yet we give them the benefit of the doubt.

Recently, I thought we had learned a lesson with the Piers Morgan debacle, but now  we have this little weasel  Oliver, who lacks comedic talent, is ugly and obnoxious, shills for Hillary Clinton and mocks the truth community. His fan base, unsurprisingly, is heavily skewed toward urban lefties and hipsters, the same demographic group which propelled Leibovitz and Colbert to their heights of stardom.

Oliver’s wikipedia entry gives very little information on Oliver’s life before his comedic career. However, we are told that his paternal great-great grandfather was a bishop and court chaplain to Queen Victoria, so we know that his family is connected to royal bloodlines. Furthermore, we read that Oliver attended Christ’s College, Cambridge where John Milton and Charles Darwin studied.  Only 450 undergraduates attend Christ’s College; I think that fits the definition of ‘exclusive.’

John Oliver, scion of elites in England going back at least 200 years, a  graduate of an elitist college connected to Cambridge, and all-around liberal wanker who has probably never held a real job in his entire life, now postures as a wise-cracking ‘commentator’ who ‘speaks truth to power.’

What else do we know about Oliver? He has stated  that he is not Jewish,  but in a stand-up routine told his audience that he has always ‘tried to look Jewish.’ Indeed, his facial features  and nose do have a certain Hebraic appearance. My guess is that he is a crypto-Jew like many of his brethren in the mass media and Hollywood. Judge for yourself:

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Being that Oliver has attained a high-profile position in the Jewish/Zionist media/Hollywood empire, we would also expect him to be gay. Officially, he is married, but this woman Kate Norley could just be his beard. They don’t appear very affectionate in the few photos I’ve seen of them together. And then we have this photo, straight from his wikipedia page:

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Let’s take a closer look at what Oliver says and does on his HBO show. First, he sits behind his desk and yells. His whole monologue is presented with him screaming at the camera and talking very rapidly. I can only watch him for a minute or two before I have to turn him off. His entire presentation is incredibly irritating to watch. But even more important than what he says is what he does, specifically with his hands. Now that we have nearly every big name Hollywood, music, and athletic celebrity flashing the ‘666’ and Baphomet  signs, Oliver has decided to join the club! I have watched a number of his videos, both his stand-up routines and his HBO program, and he usually flashes the ‘666’ sign within the first ten seconds. He then makes the gesture at least a half-dozen more times during the monologue. Remember, the elite occultists who run this world communicate through SYMBOLS, NUMBERS, AND COLORS. Once you learn this simple fact, decoding what these people are doing becomes child’s play. Turn off the sound and pay attention to the numbers flashing across the screen, the colors in the background and what gestures and symbols are being thrown in your face. They’re  always Freemasonic and Satanic. When Oliver isn’t throwing up the ‘666’ with his right hand,  he is subtly making  the Baphomet horns with left hand. This is all to cue people in to who he is really working for, the Synagogue of Satan.

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Supposing you can actually look at and listen to the weasel, what does he say about the important issues of your day? He came out against Brexit, of course. So anti-establishment! I guess people didn’t hear enough anti-Brexit propaganda from the BBC, the British government and every mouthpiece in the mainstream press. They needed even more propaganda spewing from the mouth of elitist John Oliver. While his pieces on  Trump were, relatively speaking, on point, why weren’t those satirical arrows directed at Hillary Clinton as well? Could it be because of Oliver’s connections to the Clinton Foundation?

His transparent hit piece against so-called ‘conspiracy theorists’ on youtube was a new low for Prince Oliver. He stooped to mocking conspiracy researchers, when a good portion of his listening audience most likely watch many of the mentioned videos. Again, with the mainstream press already producing hundreds, if not thousands, of hit pieces on conspiracy researchers, why did Oliver find it necessary to jump on the pile.? The elitists, through their mouthpiece and talking head John Oliver, are trying to discredit truth seekers. It’s not working.

The first conspiracy Oliver tried to mock was the Denver Airport/Illuminati connection. He yelled and laughed as if the very idea was so silly it wasn’t worth discussing. Hmm, really? Actually, the Denver Airport is, without a doubt, the creepiest airport in the United States, and possibly the world. It is stuffed to the gills with illuminst symbology and anyone who takes five minutes to research this can verify it. Yet, Oliver thinks this is all made up by wacko ‘conspiracy researchers.’  You can tell he is just reading from a script, but it’s a sad and pathetic sight.

Naturally, his show uses a laugh track. It has to. As I stated, Oliver is not funny in the least. I watched a full 30 minutes of his routines while researching this article, and I never chuckled. Not even once. Yet, the laugh track produced huge belly laughs for every single line he uttered. This is Monarch mind control, brought to you by the CIA. You laugh when we tell you to laugh!

 

An American expat’s view of the U.S. election

The 2016 U.S. presidential election is finally over.  People have called U.S. elections many things: a horse race, a dog and pony show, a charade, a farce, grand political theatre, a tedious and tiresome process, a meaningless exercise in grandstanding, and many others. They all describe the elections accurately; I don’t believe there is a single word, phrase, or idiom which can give an all-encompassing view of the elections.

I quit voting after the 1996 election. I was a Jesse Jackson supporter for a time in the early ’90s, and later on supported Ralph Nader’s campaigns. But by 2000, it had become clear to me that my vote didn’t matter. I sensed that the whole game was rigged from top to bottom and the 2000 results confirmed that when Al Gore didn’t challenge the results  and the Supreme Court selected the president.  The absurdly antiquated electoral college made the so-called ‘democracy’ of America a joke. When I read that vote counts were now being  done on machines made by Diebold, a company with links to intelligence and the military-industrial complex, any illusions I had about the ‘democratic process’ were shattered. Furthermore, I had also decided that never again would I vote for ‘the lesser of two evils.’ One of the more intelligent comments I’ve read about the elections was from a gentleman who posted this: “I’ll start to believe my vote is actually being counted when they give me a paper receipt after I cast my ballot.”

Every time there is a U.S. presidential election, people say that a nadir has been reached. It can’t possibly get any worse. And then it does. Even more money is spent and even worse candidates are trotted out in front of the electorate. The so-called debates become even more superficial and look more like game shows. I threw away my television years ago, so I don’t actually watch any of the crap that passes for political debate and discussion in the U.S. I also don’t read the CIA’s newspapers like the Washington Post or Zionist garbage like the New York Times, so I see everything from a good distance.

I have lived abroad during the two most recent elections and I pay as little attention to them as possible. However, I was aware of the new round of puppets the illuminati were parading across the stage- the billionaire buffoon Trump and the arch-demon Hillary. Hence, I was as curious as anyone to see who was selected, oh I mean ‘elected.’ For a week after the big day, most of my acquaintances and friends, and even many strangers, asked me what I thought about the results.  That’s interesting because I never discuss politics with my friends here. However, this particular election had been so polarizing that everyone was dying to know if I was elated or dejected.

Since I know that the President of the United States has no real power or authority and is simply a figurehead (and has been since at least 1974) , how could I be happy or sad? A new face in the White House will change nothing, certainly not the AGENDA. Any intelligent and thinking person knows this. Having said that, I will admit to some guilty pleasure when I saw the results. First, I like surprises and I was as surprised as anyone. Trump is a pathetic zionist stooge and he will do nothing good for America, but he might just be fun to watch. Hillary, on the other hand, is evil incarnate. The thought of enduring  the wicked witch sitting in the White House was a bit too much to bear. And watching the Hollywood liberals and the mainstream media stare in disbelief at the final vote was pure, unadulterated joy.

I really believed that Trump would wait until his first month in office to stab his supporters in the back and renege on every promise he made during his campaign, a la Barack Hussein Obama. As cynical as I am, I didn’t imagine that he would start to do so just a few days after the election!  He talked so much about ‘draining the swamp’ and then he immediately appointed  to his transition team nothing but beltway lobbyists, senators, and congressmen.  He, and his buddies, are laughing in the faces of the American populace, and in particular in the faces of those who voted for him and expected something to change.

Liberals speak of moving to Canada now that Trump will soon assume office. I remember my liberal friends saying the same thing when Bush Jr. was elected. They were sure that he would provoke WW3 and the U.S. wouldn’t survive him.  At the time, in 2000 and 2004, New Zealand was a popular choice for those dreaming of expatriating. Somehow, America  did survive Bush Jr. , and Obama, and somehow the U.S. will survive Trump. After all, he’s just a (Zionist) puppet on a string.

 

 

The Problem with textbooks

Few people outside of the field of education are aware of what has happened to the textbook industry. A small percentage of parents who take an active role in their children’s education have some idea, and perhaps some politicians who are involved  in education know a bit as well. While many in academia see the downward spiral of textbook quality, few are speaking out about it.

The trends in textbook publishing affect all levels of education, from preschool to postgraduate studies. Public and private schools, rich and poor, urban and rural, all draw from the same pool of textbooks. They have little choice in the matter; the textbook industry has gone through the same relentless wave of consolidation as almost every other industry over the past few decades.

The textbooks I am most familiar with are ESL (English as a second language) books since that is the subject I am currently teaching. However, I have looked closely at my students’ textbooks for their biology, physics, chemistry, history, and health classes, and I see the same design and content changes occurring everywhere.

First, the overall dumbing down of the texts is undeniable. One rarely encounters a word that requires  a dictionary to understand. In the secondary school texts, the lexical, grammatical, and syntactical level seems to be stuck at around the 6th grade. At the university level, it’s not much better.

Much of the content presented in modern textbooks is thinly disguised corporate propaganda. Textbook publishers are reluctant to divulge how much of textbook content is taken directly from corporate sources, but we can be sure it is substantial. Corporations are known to write entire and complete legislative bills which they hand to congress for approval.  Corporate lobbyists write speeches for politicians. Transnational corporations now control everything of value on the planet, so it follows that they are writing textbooks as well. Some of this corporate propaganda is subtle and woven into the content unobtrusively.  In some chapters, the propaganda is more blatant, such as when biology texts discuss GMOs. Monsanto definitely has its dirty hands in the education field.

Besides the obvious propaganda pushing GMOs , Darwinian evolution, quantum physics, and space exploration, there’s also the social engineering type of brainwashing. This includes the celebration of rampant consumerism, transgenderism, homosexuality, multiculturalism, hi-tech, celebrity culture, shopping, social media, and general superficiality. Parents who have not looked at an English textbook for 20 or 30 years would  be appalled at what they see. Nearly every page of the ESL text which I used for a recent course discussed one of those subjects. Consumerism and high-tech gadgets such as smartphones are especially popular topics for learning. The not-so-subtle message being taught to students, outside of the embedded grammar lesson, is this: The only meaning you can derive from life is through shopping, consumerism, acquisition, and the acceptance of a multicultural and inclusive world. The only pictures one sees on the pages are photos of models,  smiling and joyful in their sleek modern offices, making loads of money which they will spend in fancy restaurants and department stores.  Traditional families are absent. Pictures of rural life are nearly absent as well. The world is presented as one giant playground, basically. It’s filled with exciting and exotic cities which  you can visit on your next ‘holiday,’ and return home with giant shopping bags filled with the loot you collected overseas. Oh, the joys of being a yuppie! That, essentially, is the dream being sold. Everyone can be a rich yuppie, living in a high-rise in some ‘bustling’ metropolis.

Every page of modern textbooks must have a photo. On some pages, more than 50 percent of the total space is filled with photos. The people in the photos are utterly fake. Most of them are models. They looks about as real as a GMO tomato. They’re always smiling and laughing, of course. They’re always attractive. They always seem to be on holiday. They’re usually talking on their smartphones and striding confidently to their next high-powered business meeting.

Do these photos contribute anything to the lesson being taught? Do they enhance the subject matter or clarify important points? No, they do not, not in the least. They’re just filler. Publishers insert them because they claim that students will not look at a page filled only with text. Actually, the publishers are correct when they state this. I once gave my students a book to read. It had no pictures. They gasped audibly and complained loudly and bitterly to me. How could they possibly read a book with no pictures? It would be so boring….

We must ask, though, how our kids became so frightened and/or bored with a page of text. Television and computers deserve the bulk of the blame, but parents and educators have done too little to instill a love of reading to students. Education publishers help to create this problem, and then turn around and state that they are merely responding to market demand.

The hundreds or thousands of photos placed into a typical textbook today drives up the cost of the text enormously. The expensive and glossy paper on which the photos are placed is considerably more pricy that simple paper for text. Moreover, it’s not just lots of unnecessary, ugly, and fake photos that one sees on textbook pages. Graphic designers now play a role even more important than content writers. Every page must be a different color. Oh, yes. Pages must be multi-hued with flashy background themes. Black text on white background, white text on black background, green on black, blue on yellow-whatever. Every page must now resemble a website. Many pages are so repulsive to look at that I ignore them when working through a chapter. I don’t want my students to look at something so ugly and so manipulative.

Students coming up through the system today have no idea that textbooks used to be different. With their immaturity and lack of perspective, they naturally assume that things have always been this way. They are unaware that students used to read books with no pictures! And sometimes those books were hundreds of pages long, and filled with highly technical details.

In conclusion, I regard modern textbooks as abominations. They are filled to overflowing with shameless propaganda, touting GMOs and transhumanism, among other things. Their slick and glossy pages, designed by well-paid graphic designers, are all about style, not substance. Content has now receded into the background. Actual text now coves less than half of most pages and the lessons are presented in small doses so as not to stretch students’ minds too much.

 

 

The absolute horror of cover music.

When I was growing up in the 70s and 80s, I was familiar with cover bands. These were what we called ‘garage bands,’ a group of guys who enjoyed occasionally getting together to perform gigs at parties or special events for friends. The band members were proficient enough on their instruments to learn popular songs and play them well, but they weren’t songwriters. Some cover/garage bands were better than others. The best ones spent a lot of time rehearsing and could play a cover song with real gusto and flair. My brothers had cover bands play at their weddings,  and they put on great shows.

There is certainly nothing inherently wrong with a band playing and singing the music of other bands. If people don’t have the opportunity or the money to see their favorite band perform live, then seeing a cover band play those songs at a show can be a satisfying alternative.  I have had many enjoyable evenings listening and dancing to cover bands.

However, in the last couple of decades, an entire industry has been created to record and market cover music. This industry has nothing to do with weekend garage bands. Like all big industries, it is all about money- big money. The epicenter of the cover music industry is in Asia, where people are absolutely infatuated  over cover music. How and why this came to be I have no idea. Cover music is now so ingrained in the culture of Asia that it’s almost become part of the scenery.

I know this because I often visit restaurants, coffee shops, lounges, and bars,  and cover music is played in the majority of these establishments. Managers arrive in the morning, press ‘play’ on the computer screen where there is a ten-hour long playlist of cover songs and then forget about the music for the rest of the day.

Cover music, specifically the recored playlists which are widely played in eating and drinking venues, is an abomination, for many reasons. People, particularly Asians, need to wake up to this fact and demand to hear real music again.

First, the songs which are covered are all from English-speaking bands, usually from the United States and England. Most of the people in Asia listening to this music have not the slightest idea what the songs are about. The lyrics are unintelligible to them. Even locals who have a moderate grasp of English can’t understand the vast majority of songs which are played on the sound systems at their jobs. Even worse, they don’t even try to understand the words. The music, being played all day, every day, just becomes background noise, something that is not worth paying attention to.

Second, the young Asian crowds listening to the songs are wholly unfamiliar with the original songs. They know they’re listening to cover songs, but haven’t a clue who wrote the song in the first place. And they couldn’t care less. They don’t know that the original song was sung nothing like the cover version and had a completely different feeling to it.

Third , the bands whose songs are being covered, recorded, and marketed are not given their rightful  share of royalties. The musicians who wrote the songs don’t have the time, money, or energy to travel around the world with lawyers and try to rein in the huge and ever-growing cover music industry. Intellectual property rights, contracts, and royalties are not the concern of customers who sit and listen to cover music for hours on end in coffee shops in Seoul, Tokyo, and Saigon.

Next, the songs are all covered and sung by young women who change the tempo and feeling of the songs. You see, in Asia, they love what is called ‘relaxing’ music. Music in Asia is seen as  something which should calm the nerves after being out in traffic all afternoon. This is the main reason why Kenny G is a god-like figure throughout Asia. So, in the cover music factory, probably located somewhere in the suburbs of Tokyo or Seoul, the female singers take the songs and sing them in a mellow and ‘soft jazz’ kind of style. Now, that might work for some songs, but the cover music managers have their singers do this for all songs. I’ve been in Asia long enough now to realize that probably every Billboard Top 100 song from 1965 to the present day has been covered, recorded, and sold.  I used to think that they just preferred to cover the ‘soft rock’ hits from the 70s and 80s, like the Carpenters and Terry Jacks, but now I’ve heard nearly every genre covered.

For example, I recently heard the famous hit from The Police, ‘Every Breath You Take,’ being played as a cover song in a Japanese restaurant which I frequent. That song was always creepy; after all, it’s about a stalker. Sting sang it with just the right amount of menace in his voice to make it work. However, in the Asian cover version, the female crooner turns the song inside out and tries to make it into a mellow  love song! “Hey, I’ll be watching you, la-la-la.”

Recently, I’ve been hearing a lot of Bob Marley’s songs on cover playlists. The gourmet market where I shop has been playing this list frequently in the last month. It is bizarre to hear some young Asian female singing “I remember when we used to sit….in the government yard in Trenchtown.” (From Marley’s famous song ‘No Woman No Cry.’) That woman singing the song probably couldn’t even find Jamaica on a map. It was always bad enough to hear cover songs from the Carpenters, but now they’re covering Reggae and Grunge music!

Herein lies the rub: these companies pumping out cover versions of famous songs can copy the melody and the lyrics, but they can never duplicate or replicate the feeling or the soul of the song. They know this, and they don’t even try. They slow the beat down on every song and just tell the girl to sing it like it’s a lounge song. It simply doesn’t matter if the original feeling of the song is obliterated in the process. The cover music  industry managers do this to every song. Hell, I recently heard ‘Come as You Are’ the famous song from Nirvana played on a cover playlist. It’s not a very good song; it’s completely nonsensical  and the only reason it had success was Cobain’s hoarse and edgy voice and the thumping bass line.

I’ve asked various people over the last few years, both customers and restaurant managers, why they were playing and listening to cover music. After all, since the original versions of the songs are available, for free on the internet, why not just play the originals? Why listen to a 20-year-old Korean girl sing ‘No Woman No Cry’ when you can just play the entire ‘Exodus’ album from YouTube and hear Bob Marley sing it? I’ve never gotten a clear answer. The customers don’t pay any attention to what’s playing, and the managers always say something like, “Well, we like cover music. Her voice is so good. It’s so relaxing. The customers like it.” Or, “My boss likes this kind of music.”

It appears that cover music has taken over Asia. Not only are the original songs being lost, but the indigenous music of Asia has receded so far into the background that it, too, risks going extinct. I protest as much as I can, but I’m just one person. Unless people demand an end to this nonsense, this is what we will be living with in our future: Soul-less, corporate junk music which will continue to lobotomize the public into a permanent zombie state.

 

 

 

 

 

Five disturbing trends in the restaurant industry

There have been a numerous new trends in the restaurant industry over the past decade, and, unfortunately, all of them are bad. Restaurant owners have proven to be susceptible to all the recent technological fads and have  contributed to the generalized dumbing down of society.

  1. Menus with photos.

This trend seems to be most prevalent in Asia and probably began here.  Almost every Asian restaurant that I visit now has a picture menu. Even the most basic, simple, and elementary dish requires an accompanying photo. Take, for example, the classic Vietnamese dish, Pho. It is sold on every street corner of the city, in every Vietnamese restaurant and in every shopping mall. It is eaten in every Vietnamese home. Yet, restaurant owners apparently believe that customers need to see a picture of a soup bowl with noodles inside next to the word ‘Pho.’  A can of coke requires an accompanying photo. So does a bottled water.

These elaborate picture menus require considerably more expense and effort than a good old-fashioned written menu. The pages must be much thicker; indeed, many of these menus are printed on cardboard instead of paper. Or, they are laminated with hard plastic. Picture menus  are often extremely large and one needs to carefully use the entire half of the table to open it. And because fewer items can be printed on each page, thanks to all the photos, the menus must be considerably longer as well. The longest menu I have seen in Southeast Asia was 70 pages.

Picture menus are for children. They have no place in any respectable restaurant. No owner with any sense of pride in his establishment and respect for his customers would have a picture menu. The photos are unnecessary and are a waste of space, time, money, and effort. In the ‘old days,’ owners had to spend time writing creative descriptions of their dishes for their menus. Nowadays, they take the easy way out and slap a photo next to the item. ‘Idiocracy’? We’re living in it.

2. Big Screen Televisions

Televisions in restaurants used to be associated exclusively with sports bars. The idea was to draw in customers who were traveling and wanted to catch their favorite sports team or watch a special game. Sports bars had their place the scheme of things and I never saw much harm in them. One day, though, some restaurant owners who were looking for a new gimmick to increase sales said to themselves, “Hey, maybe we can get a piece of that action. Why should sports bars be the only ones to have televisions? Let’s put a big screen tv up behind the bar and see what happens. We’ll keep everything else the same, but now we can say that we provide a television for the local sports games.”

And so it went. Pretty soon, every other restaurant, reacting to the competition and the trend, installed giant flat screens in their bars and dining rooms as well. The old clearly demarcated line between sports bars and fine dining was obliterated, almost overnight.

Once the televisions have been turned on, managers don’t like to turn them off. As an experiment, I encourage my readers to go to their favorite local restaurant and ask the manager, politely, to turn off the television and see what kind of reaction you get. He will most likely look at you as if you are insane.

A couple of years ago I visited my family in Washington D.C. My brother took me out to a trendy neighborhood with dozens of upscale restaurants. I asked him to take me one without televisions. He thought about it for a moment and replied, “You know, I can’t think of one. I’m pretty sure every single one of these places has a screen.

The invasion of televisions into restaurants has reached a height of absurdity unimaginable even a few years ago. Some resto-bars have a dozen televisions playing, along with music. Combine that with loud customers and street noise and you have a chaotic scene. Even though not a single customer can be seen who is actually viewing one of the screens, managers refuse to turn them off. They are now seen as ‘ambience.’

I have attempted to talk with managers and owners about this, but my protestations fall on deaf ears, always. I point out that having televisions does not bring in customers. I mention that nobody views them anyway. I argue that they are energy hogs. I tell them that they destroy the ambience of the dining experience. No matter. The trend has been set and now there is no turning back.

In researching this article, I did a google search on televisions in fine-dining restaurants and was heartened to see numerous articles written about the subject. There is a debate about it, but it needs to be much broader and reach a much bigger audience.

3.  Free Wi-Fi

Although flat-screen televisions had already mostly destroyed the ambience of many restaurants, the installation of free Wi-Fi put the final nail in the coffin. Once again, we saw  restaurant owners tripping over each other to be trendy and caving in to fickle and superficial customers who just wanted their damn Wi-Fi! Dude! Owners took the short-term view versus the long-term view. The short-term view means giving customers what they demand, now. The longer-term view, I argue, involves preserving something called the ‘restaurant experience,’ which involves far more than eating  delicious food. It encompasses the entire experience of eating out, from the moment you enter the restaurant until the moment you leave. When a customer is able to eat exceptional food in an elegant, relaxed setting and engage in stimulating conversation during the meal, the experience can be almost transcendent.

The availability of free Wi-Fi guarantees that customers will never be able to enjoy that kind of experience. A quick glance around the dining area of any restaurant today will show more than half of the customers with their heads bent down at unnatural angles, staring into the bright screens of their smart phones, their faces eerily illuminated. Conversation is entirely absent. Mothers and daughters, fathers and sons, husbands and wives, boyfriends and girlfriends ignore each other entirely for the duration of the meal.  A person can choose not to use a smart phone while in the restaurant, but there is no way to block out the surrounding customers who exist in their zombie cyber-world.

4. Servers using iPads and smartphones to take orders

I experienced this loathsome trend last week in the Bangkok airport. The nervous young girl who waited on me didn’t want to talk at all; she was nervously focused on her hand-held device, using her thumbs to carefully enter in my order, which was, apparently, sent at the speed of light to the kitchen a few feet away. What idiotic owner really believes that supplying his waitstaff with computers is going to improve service? The device creates a totally unnecessary barrier between the server and customer. The server’s eyes and attention are now entirely focused on the gadget and away from the customers, where it should be. The ability of the server to engage in conversation, banter, and even flirtation with the customers is severely hampered.

I recall a rather humorous experience I had a few years ago in Seattle when I first observed this trend. I was eating in an Indian restaurant for lunch. My table was just a few feet from the kitchen. Indeed, I could see the chefs through an opening in the wall behind the register. The owner decided to take my order and he entered it onto his hand-held device. It was clear to me that he was immensely proud of his high-tech way of taking orders. He assured me, with a broad smile, that my order would be received ultra-fast by the chefs in the kitchen and, hence, I could receive my food that much quicker. Alas, I was not impressed. I told him, flatly, that I thought his gadgetry was unnecessary, silly, and pretentious. Furthermore, I told him that I was not in a particular hurry and if I wanted ‘fast food’, I could go to McDonald’s. This portly owner seemed to regard efficiency as the highest goal in the restaurant business.

5. Servers unfolding the customer’s napkin and placing it in his lap

This may not be a new trend. Perhaps some fine dining restaurants have always done this. I’m not sure. But if it is a new trend, I hope it will disappear as quickly as possible. I remember clearly the first time a waiter grabbled my napkin and attempted to put in my lap. I was so shocked at the action that I didn’t know quite what to do or say. All I could manage at the moment was, “What in the hell are you doing? Do  I look like a baby?”

What kind of sheer nonsense is this? Customers now need assistance unfolding their napkins? Only babies and incapacitated geriatric patients should need assistance like this. The servers don’t ask customers, either. No. They simply come to the  table and with a big smile place the napkin in customer’s  laps.

I was in a nice Italian restaurant a couple of weeks ago when the server attempted this silly maneuver. I kept repeating, ‘What are you  doing? What are you doing? What.. are… you… doing…?’ She didn’t answer and continued to unfold the napkin and reach over to place it in my lap. I finally had to forcibly grab her arm and shove her away from me. Really, if owners and managers think this pretentious little dance is necessary, then why stop there? Why not have the server sit at the table and lift the fork and spoon for the customers? It’s the logical next step.

 

 

 

 

 

Some thoughts on The Mandela Effect

The first exposure I had to the Mandela Effect was watching a video about The  Berenstein Bears. Various people were commenting that the books that they grew up reading were called The BerenSTEIN Bears, but now the books were titled The BerenSTAIN  Bears. It wasn’t just the new copies that were being printed either. Google searches revealed nothing except the A spelling, including the Wikipedia entry. I had never read these books as a kid; indeed, I had never even heard of them. So, I didn’t think too much about the issue.

However, it wasn’t long before I came across more videos being posted on YouTube about this phenomenon. Vloggers started posting videos about all sorts of things- books, movies, product names, celebrity names, the map of the world- that had suddenly and inexplicably changed. The Mandela Effect had quickly gone well beyond the Berenstein Bears. After watching a number of these videos, I did my own research, both online and on the street, to verify the veracity of the claims presented. What I quickly found was that the Mandela Effect is real, verifiable, mind-blowing, and frightening. If there is anything else happening on Earth at this moment that remotely compares to this, I’d like to know what it is.

What exactly is The Mandela Effect? It is a phenomenon whereby people notice numerous aspects of our physical reality that are different from their memory of those things. These things can be lines from a movie, a book title, the name of a shampoo, or the map of Asia. People have known something to be a certain way for their whole life, perhaps many decades, and then suddenly they wake up, look around them, and see it is different. This awareness is startling and unsettling.

There are now hundreds, perhaps thousands, of examples of the Mandela Effect that have been catalogued. Facebook groups and YouTube channels devoted exclusively to the cataloguing of effects have been established, as well as discussion groups. The following is a very brief list of some of the more obvious Mandela Effects.  New ones seem to appear almost daily now.

  1. The map of the world.

We humans are now, apparently, inhabiting a completely different planet from the one I grew up on. I say this as someone who has spent his entire life studying maps and atlases. I have a very good grasp of world geography. I know (knew) the shapes and sizes of the continents and countries and their relative placement. The maps that I now encounter when I open an atlas, a textbook, or google maps are nothing like the world as I remember it. South America has now shifted 2,000 miles to the east. Panama has become an East-West country instead of North-South country and the canal now cuts Northwest to Southeast. Cuba has doubled in size, moved a thousand miles to the west, and now practically touches the Yucatan. Florida has shrunk. Denmark now juts up between Norway and Sweden and is much, much further north than it was before. Spain has shifted westward. Italy now points  in a southeasterly direction, instead of southward. Sicily has moved northwestward about 500 km and now touches the tip of Italy.

Moving to Asia, Japan has moved westward and is now much closer to Korea and China. It is far less elongated than it used to be. Australia has moved at least 2,000 km northward to the point that it now almost touches Papua New Guinea and has become part of Asia. This is just a partial list of geographical Mandela Effects. Readers, feel free to investigate this for yourselves, especially if you had an interest in geography as a kid.

Before I move on to some other notable effects, it must be emphasized that this is not a matter of a mere handful of maps being changed, nor is it just the new maps. A search online of old maps, or even a glance into an old atlas printed 30, 40 or even 100 years ago, will show the same bizarre shifting of landmasses. In other words, it is reality itself that has shifted. I have gone into numerous libraries and bookstores since I began investigating the Mandela Effect and have verified this for myself.

2)  Lines from movies.

A) This list keeps growing all the time. Everyone over the age of 40 remembers the famous line from Forrest Gump, “Life is like a box of chocolates.” This has changed to become “Life WAS like a box of chocolates.” Again, this is not just evil google tinkering around with online versions of the movie. Your dusty old VCR copy will now have the updated version with “Was like a box of chocolates.”

B) The famous line from the film Field of Dreams, “If you build it, they will come,” has now become, “If you build it, HE will come.”

C) In the movie Jaws, Roy Scheider now says, “YOU’RE  going to need a bigger boat,” instead of “WE’RE  going to need a bigger boat.”

D) The evil queen in Snow White now says, “MAGIC mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest one of all?” instead of the famous incantation, “MIRROR, mirror, on the wall….”

E) From the 1984 movie Purple Rain, Prince now begins the film by gazing at at the audience and announcing, “Ladies and Gentlemen, we are gathered here tonight to GET THROUGH this thing called life.” WTF? The line was, of course, “Ladies and Gentlemen, we are gathered here tonight to CELEBRATE this thing called life.”

3) Book titles

A) The famous Anne Rice novel Interview with A Vampire has shifted to become Interview with THE Vampire. By now, hopefully you’ve noted that the new lines in movies and new book titles don’t sound quite right and are often nonsensical.

B) The Berenstein Bears have now become The Berenstain Bears.

C) Oscar Wilde’s famous novel The Portrait of Dorian Grey has now shifted in this reality to become The Picture of Dorian Grey. 

Let me take a short digression here to relate an experience I had six months ago when I traveled to Phnom Penh for a weekend. I had been doing a lot of online research about The Mandela Effect, but I wanted more physical evidence. To that end, I ventured into the biggest and best bookstore in the city to have a look around. I walked over to the fiction section and searched for Oscar Wilde. When I pulled the copy of The ‘Picture’ of Dorian Grey off the shelf, my hand was shaking and my heart was pounding in my chest. Here was the hard evidence and it was undeniable. I mean, c’mon! The ‘picture’ ? It doesn’t even make sense! The story revolves around the portrait, hence the title.

To continue with my research, I walked a couple of blocks to a used book store. The friendly owner informed me that he had a large selection of used children’s books. I found four old copies of the BerenSTAIN Bears. The owner was unfamiliar with the books, but when an elderly woman walked in, he introduced her to me and said, “She’s the one to ask about children’s books.”

Our conversation went something like this:

Me: “Hello, are you familiar with the Berenstein Bears books?”

Friendly woman (FW): “Well, I should be. I was a librarian for 40 years!”

Me: “Excellent! So, let me repeat the title, if I may. The books are properly called The BerenSTEIN  Bears, yes? ”

FW: “Yes, they are.”

Me: (Showing her the books that I was holding, with the alternative spelling) “Well then, what do you make of this?”

FW: “What….? Well…… I’ll be damed! (Laughing nervously)

Me: “How do you explain that?

FW: “Well, I guess I must have remembered incorrectly.”

At that point, I tried to impress upon her that it was not the fault of her memory that the title had changed. I suggested that something far more mysterious and creepy had happened and that she should investigate something called The Mandela Effect when she got home.

But here’s the rub when it comes to introducing people to this topic: It’s nearly impossible to discuss it without sounding like a loon to people who are unfamiliar with it. I’ve tried, tentatively, to broach the subject with a few of my close friends. What I try to do is find something they know well, whether it’s maps, movies, books or consumer products,and then point out anomalies. It they say, “Yeah, that doesn’t sound right,” or “Yeah, that’s not the way I remember it,” then I tell them they should do further research themselves.

4) Consumer products

There are now dozens, and perhaps hundreds, of Mandela changes with consumer products. The one that nailed it for me was  Bragg’s Apple Cider Vinegar. I’ve been using Bragg’s products for 30 years. I have read their books. Their names are Paul and Patricia Bragg. Their smiling faces adorn all of their products. I also used the Liquid Amino Acids. So, I’m quite familiar with who they are and their company. And then, whammo! The Mandela Effect struck. The company is now called ‘Bragg.’  Every week when I go to the Western and health food market, I see ‘Bragg’ Apple Cider Vinegar and it never fails to send a shiver down my spine.

5) The human body

According to many Mandela Effect researchers, the human body itself has undergone a transformation in this new reality. The heart has now shifted to the center of the chest and the stomach has moved a number of centimeters to the left. All anatomy charts now show this new configuration.

The preceding list was meant to only be a brief introduction to the Mandela Effect. The list of effects is long and continues to grow. The big question is WHAT IS THE MANDELA EFFECT?  There are a number of theories floating about, all purely speculative at this point.

The first theory is that a certain percentage of humans now alive have relocated, somehow,  to this new ‘Earth’ from an old Earth that was destroyed in a cataclysm. Our residual memories from the old Earth are what is causing the so-called Mandela Effect. Perhaps the old Earth was destroyed in an event in 2012.

Another theory holds that we are now in a parallel dimension, an idea that was postulated and expounded on by Nikola Tesla himself. Readers who might wish to research this further can search on ‘Nikola Tesla’s theories on parallel dimensions.’

Yet another theory postulates that we live in a literal Matrix, very similar to the reality presented in the famous sci-fi cult films. Some kind of Artificial Intelligence (AI) can, and does, manipulate reality at its whim.

John Lamb Lash speculates that the Great Mother Sophia, written about in the Gnostic Gospels, and known also as Mother Gaia, is showing her sense of humor by tweaking reality and having a little bit of fun with homo sapiens.

I am neither dismissing nor leaning toward any of these theories at this point. I surmise that in the near future, more effects will manifest, more people will take note of them, and more theories will be put forth to explain it all. However this all shakes out in the end, one thing is clear: Reality is not what we thought it was and things will never, ever be the same.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My problem(s) with British English

I don’t like British English. Only in the last couple of years did I realize this. I was born and raised in the United States and wasn’t exposed to much British English during my time there; besides watching the occasional Monty Python movie, BBC documentary or BBC newscast, I heard and read little of it.

However, my circumstances have changed. I am currently  teaching English as a second language in Southeast Asia, and my daily exposure to British English has caused me to form some strong opinions about it. This exposure comes in two forms: 1) the local media and 2) the British  ESL textbooks which most, if not all, language centers in Asia use.

The various print media in Asia , including newspapers and magazines, are always written using British spelling and the British lexicon. The ESL textbooks are often printed by Cambridge or Oxford University Presses. If not, they are  printed by  giant publishing houses such as MacMillan (British) and Pearson PLC (British).

Journalists and writers working in Asia use, presumbably, the Oxford Style Manual when composing their articles. They certainly are not using the Associated Press Stylebook or the New York Times Manual of Style and Usage. Hence, when I am perusing the daily newspapers in Saigon, Phnom Penh, or Bangkok, I always read about ‘labour’ disputes, ‘tonnes’ of rice, and ‘programmes.’

This, then,  is my first major complaint with British English: the spelling. Why do the Brits insist on doing stupid things like adding unnecessary letters to words? Program is just fine as it is. It does not require or need an extra m or e to make it more official sounding. It’s the same situation with ton. T-O-N. It’s simple, direct, and to-the-point. Yet, the Brits want to glop on an n and an e to this word as well. And what is with the equally irritating habit of inserting unnecessary u’s into otherwise functional words such as labor, color, neighbor, and favor? I once had a British colleague here tell me that the extra u ‘softened’ the words. Give me a break.

The list of British English words that are spelled nonsensically is too long to list here. However, it should be noted that it is, indeed, a long list. Why spell complection as complexion? That just looks wrong. Where else do we put an ‘x’ into the middle of a word like that?

The British take logically spelled words like center, fiber, theater and liter and insist on transposing the e and r which makes them look retarded. Last week, I came across one of those glossy travel mags that are often left lying around in 4- and 5-star resorts. It was titled ‘Traveller.’ I had to blink to make sure I was reading it correctly. My first thought was, “Is that possibly a typo?” I mean, that’s not how traveler is spelled. But then the idea hit me: “Is that some stupid alternative British spelling?” I looked it up online and sure enough, adding an extra ‘l’ to words like that is standard practice in the British Isles. Thanks, Oxford and Cambridge.

It gets worse. Words like maneuver and estrogen are bludgeoned  with extra o’s in Brit-land. Just look at this word: manoeuvre. Does that look correct? Yes, I know we stole that one from the French, but we are using English, so let’s use the spelling that makes the most sense and reflects how we pronounce it.

British slang words and phrases are equally tiresome. This too is a long list. Let’s begin with one of the worst- knickers. Does that word conjure an image of something colorful, silky, and sexy under a woman’s skirt? No, not at all. The word panty however does conjure that image. Score one for the Americans.

A Brit might say, “What about the word herb? You Americans, for no logical reason, don’t pronounce the h while we do. Now who’s the silly one?”   It’s a fair observation, but I’m inclined to think the hippies (American)  had a hand in this one. You see, hippies have for a long time used herb as a synonym for marijuana. Every day at 4:20 p.m., they sit down and say, “It’s time to smoke some herb (silent h).  Any hippie will tell you that word rolls off the tongue  so much more smoothly when the hard h is dropped. ‘Erb’ just sounds sexier than Herb. So even here, Americans have been on the right track.

If you live in a room, or group of rooms, inside a building, then you live in an apartment. It’s not a ‘flat.’ That word is properly used to mean ‘level.’ If I am interested in something, then I am, well, interested in it. I am most certainly not keen on it. If I am really interested, then I might say that I am excited about it.

When I was growing up, the word brilliant always meant ‘having or showing great intelligence.’ However, it seems that over the decades more and more meanings have been attached to this overused word, thanks to our British friends who love to use it like confetti: a brilliant goal, a brilliant show, etc. In these circumstances, there’s always a better, more precise word to use in the context, if they would but try.

The loathsome recent trend of saying ‘sorry’ whenever ‘excuse me’ used to suffice must have been started in Great Britain. There’s no way brusque and direct Americans would initiate such a tortured  assault on meaning. Hell, they’re even teaching this now in textbooks!  Seriously. Chapters that teach phone manners, social gatherings and such state that when you interrupt, ask directions, or bump into somebody, you should say ‘sorry’ instead of ‘excuse me.’

Hey Brits, percent is one word, not two. It’s a synonym for percentage, you know. I don’t care if the dictionary says that both spellings are acceptable. The American usage is better and more commonsensical, as usual. And finally, the woman who gave birth to you is your Mom, not your Mum.  Listen to a baby calling for his mama. It sounds like MOM-A, never like MUM-A.  Let’s keep the word Mum with its proper meaning- silent.