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November 19, 2012

Farming the fiat

See, here’s the thing, you can only sit in places, in my case it was the Secret Family Courts, for so long, before you are overcome with a feeling.

The feeling in question follows on from the feeling that this is all so fucked up and amateurish and pathetic and these assholes are all so totally useless, before the penny drops.

The system is not “broken” and these people are not trying to fix it but failing due to their incompetence and greed.

The system is in fact working exactly as it is supposed to, which is WHY it isn’t being changed.

You can then take this observation and apply it to other areas of life, for example tha banking and financial system, it isn’t broken, it is doing what it is supposed to do.

All it took was a misleading label and mission statement to fool you and suck you in.

Just as the title of this piece says, farming the fiat (currency), the present banking and financial system and housing and other bubbles work PERFECTLY, if the REAL aim is to farm the fiat system.

If you look at the financial systems as though they were supposed to provide capital which is used to buy assets and enable production, the system is clearly not working and hasn’t been since 1974 at the very least.

If you look at the financial systems as though they were supposed to maximise cash FLOW through every individual and institutions hands, then the system clearly IS working, and taking a cut of that flow is the farming of the fiat.

I’ve talked before about Vonnegut and men projecting their own beliefs upon the blankness, and then seeing exactly what they expected to see there, and there are innumerable real world examples of this, Roosevelt and Hitler both looked at EXACTLY the same thing, and both walked away with identical results, they both saw evidence to support their own beliefs, even though those beliefs were quite, quite different.

One thing you will learn as you go through life, 99.999% of people only ever have one idea, and like only owning a hammer makes everything look like a nail, only one idea makes everything look like it provides supporting evidence.

Freud only had one idea, man was driven by the reptilian mind, Bernays (Freud’s cousin) only had one idea, groups of people can be controlled by appealing to their emotions, Freud’s daughter Emma only had one idea, fathers want to rape their daughters.

In some cases, these ideas have some applicable truth, the proof is the corporations hired Bernays to get wimminz to smoke, and later to change the definition of democracy itself, and even the definition of “citizen”, and he delivered.

Where all these ideals and idealists and one trick ponies fall down is thinking that for each individual, once you have performed one card trick successfully, you have then defined that person accurately as an individual.

Farming the fiat is another one of these tricks, fact is, it works, but that doesn’t mean you know what you are doing, or understand the complexities of the system you are dabbling in.

The danger, and it is a huge fucking danger, is that instead of the pieces on the board being pieces on the board that the one trick ponies can game, it is a dynamic living and evolving thing, the pieces on the board are living thinking breathing evolving creatures of flesh and blood, and every time the one trick ponies roll the dice and make a move, the pieces do not merely move, they evolve and adapt and learn and change.

More importantly, while you are looking at YOUR pieces, every other piece is evolving, including all the pieces not shown on your board.

More importantly still, your board is unchanging, but the real world is not.

And yet, as always, pulling the strings are groups of influential people who are all essentially just groups of one trick ponies, who have only ever had and whom will only ever have one big idea.

You could in fact substitute all the central bankers with Klingon devotees from a sci-fi fest, you could substitute all the politicians with Jedi devotees, you could substitute all the corporate bosses with Facebook Farmville devotees, and so on, and the overall picture and functioning of the world wouldn’t change that much.

Farming the fiat will end the same way it has always ended. War.

Simply because farming the fiat destroys the fiat, it destroys the currency, utterly.

Naturally enough the only people with the resources to bring in a new currency and monetary policy and exchange are the very same assholes who wrecked the last one, forget all ideas about the mighty US Dollar collapsing and taking the USA and western democracy with it, and rising from the ashes an entirely new Bitcoin based currency run by a completely new set of assholes.

The trouble is nobody will stand still for a transition from, for example, the fucked up US$ and current financial systems, via a monetary collapse Weimar replublic style, to a new US$ and new financial system with new Glass-Steagall, new fraction reserve 10x limits etc etc etc

You gotta have an interlude, and the interlude has to be so bad that everyone will decide to accept the new US$ because it is better than the gold plated tungsten, pressed latinum and bitcoins that is all we have left.

Meet the new boss, same as the old boss, but 20 million died to make it marketable.

Nota Bene, none of this ongoing cyclic process REQUIRES the gnomes of Zurich, the illuminati, the alien lizard overlords, all it requires is a system where;

  1. Some people only ever have one decent idea in life.
  2. They take that idea an run with it to become one trick ponies.
  3. They find enough external “proofs” that their idea is valid to become even more enamoured in it.
  4. They manage to convince other people, based on these “proofs” that this idea is the way to go.

The rest, as they say, is History, but real history, not the shit we are told, that is just marketing from another one trick pony.


Bernays was approached by an american tobacco manufacturer to address the problem that wimminz didn’t smoke because men did not approve of it, thus cutting the tobacco company’s potential customer base in half.

Bernays went to a shrink, who said that wimminz want a penis, so make the cigarette a penis and it will sell.

Bernays hires some DÉBUTANTES and tells them to march in the New York Parade, and at a pre-arranged signal pull out the cigarettes supplied and light them up.

Bernays then goes to the press and tell them that some SUFFRAGETTES are going to stage a protest with “Torches of Freedom“, so stand at this point in the parade with your press photographers to get the scoop.

The rest, as they say, is history.

Why did the tobacco company hire Bernays?

Well, after all he was the man hired by Woodrow Wilson’s “Committee on Public Information” (sic) to sell the idea of going to war to the American public, and so the phrase “Making Europe safe for Democracy” was born.


October 24, 2011

Not knowing this is often fatal, literally.

It is one of the hilarious twists in fate that human nature insists that we all learn our own lessons the hard and painful way, rather than being taught them the easy and painless way.

We all have to test that fire we have been told will burn us is hot enough to burn, that a blade we have been told is sharp will cut us, and so on and so forth.

This isn’t because we are stupid, I think it is because we are hardwired to crave the direct memory experience, and also because we are hardwired to gather empirical evidence before putting trust in another and their knowledge.

Of course when it comes to mating and reproduction this shit all goes out the window.

Which brings us to an interesting question.

What is the difference between a father of 20 years of age holding his newborn son, and a father of 50 years of age holding his newborn son?

How you receive the answer to this question will be totally dependent upon your own age, and experience…. TOTALLY.

The answer is the 20 year old father wants to do everything possible for his son, and his heart breaks at every little thing he fails to do, while the 50 year old father knows that there is nothing he can do for his son, except be there when his son comes calling, particularly after his son reaches 16 himself, and no longer needs a father but needs a man whom he can trust to teach him how each fuckup he made was made, and why it was a fuckup, and how to learn from it.

You see we are talking about perceptions shifting with the passage of time and accumulation of knowledge and experience.

You simply have to live a certain number of years before you realise that your human time span is simply far too short for many many things, and far too long for others, and confusing the two can often be fatal.

You also have to live a certain number of years before you truly understand that human society does not change like a river course slowly and gradually eroded over time by the river, well actually it does, but those changes are gradual, you have to live long enough to see the periodic torrential floods that completely alter the landscape to understand that they are where the majority of change takes place, and it takes place very very rapidly indeed, and with apparently little or no warning.

The Men’s Rights movement is one such, the older bastards amongst us realise that while it is important to keep the seeds alive, gradual growth and change are not realistic goals, the sole purpose of keeping the seeds alive and distributed widely is in readiness for the torrential floods that will literally alter the entire landscape overnight.

The older bastards amongst us are also old enough to see impending torrential flooding, we saw the dark clouds and flashes in the horizon three days ago, we have lived long enough to learn that the current topography of the valley could not be explained by gradual erosion alone, so some nights we would climb the peaks and sit quietly and talk with our peers and gaze out at the horizon.

The other thing we would do is compare notes, because the older bastards amongst us were not just told that fire burns and blades cut by our parents, who of course had first hand knowledge of this, but also about the Great Depression and the two World Wars and poverty and society, by our parents, who of course had first hand knowledge of this.

One of the greatest dangers you younger bastards face is this lack of knowledge, you do not know, deep within your bones, that what is legal and proper today can merit 20 years in prison this time next year, that the person or indeed institution who is your friend today, can be your implacable and deadly enemy this time next year.

In short, you all think you can change the world.

We older bastards know that yes, each man can have a very small and local influence on the world, but the world will have a massive and irresistible influence on that man… we are all individually changed far more than we could ever change the world, and this is even true for those with the most personal power, the Hitler’s of this world, so it is true a billion trillion zillionfold for the small man in the street, you and I.

Indeed, the older bastards will nod and agree that the Hitler’s are made from small men in the street who are too stupid to learn that life changes you more than you can ever change life…. nobody, not Galileo, not Newton, not Einstein, not Jobs, not Gates, nobody was changed by what they did, they were essentially the same people throughout life, being changed by the world they inhabited.

The older bastards will nod and agree that no idea ever was born from one man, no matter that the history books say otherwise, but rather like a solution becoming saturated to the point crystals can form, the world creates conditions where many men working on similar things from similar foundations arrive at similar answers at similar times.

We older bastards also know, direct from our parents who we know for a fact were not lying, but trying to teach us, that they lived through these torrential floods where the entire landscape changed overnight, and the effects upon them and their attitudes was not merely life changing but character changing.

And if you younger guys are nodding and thinking you get it, character changing like guys coming back from the Nam or Iraq with PTSD, then you don’t fucking get it… you don’t fucking get it because only a very small and easily ignored minority of the population came back from “war” with PTSD.

What my parents and grandparents were trying to tell me about was EVERY SINGLE MOTHERFUCKER ON THE ENTIRE PLANET WHO LIVED THROUGH IT getting changed FOREVER.

NOBODY did not get PTSD and a permanent character change, and these were the lucky bastards who lived through it. Those who failed to adapt died, literally… irrespective of age or sex or how hard they had had it, failing to adapt and change utterly forever was literally fatal.

So the bottom line is be very careful what you do, and do not do, today, because you could very easily find that next year a law is passed to make that thing retroactively illegal, with a minimum sentence of 20 years hard labour.

Being the small man on the street has its advantages, you get to stay under the radar, unlike the French nobility, when TSHTF… not if, when.

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