Fast and Loosh: Update

I sense that things may have gone terribly sideways here on Planet Loosh Farm. The folks who run this joint seem to be going way over the odds of late with their ham fisted fear promotions such that they are now rolling out their preposterous bilge in the manner of a factory assembly line that's run amok. See the cheek by jowl presentation this past spring of the trio of fearsome fake afflictions known respectively as Ebola, Hantavirus, and Lone Star Tick Disease, aka Alpha Gal Syndrome. Yes, they really have given it that absurd sounding handle. If you would like an indication that this particular promo is, indeed, yet another malicious hoax masquerading as a public heath concern, have a gander at this clip. Notice the blonde with the waxwork face delivering an unmistakable smirk at precisely the moment that the execrable RFKJ utters the immortal and perfidious phrase, "Alpha Gal", which, in this context, conjures up something akin to a dominatrix torturing some hapless and hungry carnivorous victim by withholding from said victim a pefectly charred New York Strip steak. No bon appetit for you.

Perception management was promoting all three of the aforementioned phantom illnesses at roughly the same time this spring, and concurrent with that promotion is the latest idiotic war theatrical, aka U.S. v Iran, and another climate catastrophe spectacular called "Super El Nino" both of which are being presented as imminent gateways to the usual four horseman of the apocalypse outcomes. Then, of course, there's the steady drumbeat on the theme of lurking extra terrestrials that, at least for now, is arguably best exemplifed by the ubiquitous advertising for the Langleywood spectacular, "Disclosure Day", which is set to be released in the U.S. tomorrow, which, wouldn't you know it, happens to be the same day as Space Sex's 1.77 trillion dollar IPO. Golly gee, what a coincidence. Speaking of the word disclosure, it strikes me as being an excellent example of a word spelling that, literally, casts a spell. The prefix dis before a word is a negation, e.g. disregard, disassemble, disassociate, dispute, disagree, etc. but, somehow, the word disclosure flies squarely in the face of this convention. I submit that Langleywood chose the title to "Disclosure Day" very carefully, because disclosure is the kind of linguistic lie that typifies how they operate.

Last, but not necessarily least, there are of course, a selection of more obscure promotions of the sort that, upon cursory investigation, give off the whiff that disturbing developments are taking place, see the shuttering of the Large Hardon Collider, sorry, Hadron Collider, aka CERN. Loosh farming covers the waterfront.