Reality Check
A moral and theological exchange on X, followed by archons, reptilians, and oligarchs
My current (intended) post has now reached forty or fifty pages. That’s what tends to happen when the ideas swarm in, land on, and stick to whatever I’m writing, making it all but unintelligible to anyone but hardcore CTMU experts. Let me buy a little more time on it with this annotated version of a recent exchange on X.
Up through the early 1960s, American society was, for the most part, clean and stable. The diversity & multiculturalism plague was still in its early stages and had not yet taken root in the mainstream. People were still encouraged to be smart, responsible, protective of their own rights, and compassionate toward their fellow Americans. Honest journalism was still going strong, academia had not been totally corrupted by Frankfurt-school mole-rats on their long leftward march through the institutions, and the government had not yet become a cathouse for central bankers, multinational corporations, and foreign lobbyists greasing the politicians they so fancy.
Now, amidst a blizzard of crime, race hatred, double standards, mindless sacrilege, massive corruption, antireligious propaganda, and an atrocious 2-tier legal system, venerable standards of normalcy and moral peer pressure have come undone. The moral fiber of the country has rotted out from under us.
X is basically an over-moderated troll site / indoctrination enforcer. I’m shadow-banned within an inch of my life there. I estimate that I’m held to no more than 1-2% of the reach I’d be getting if Elon Musk and company were actually the friends of free speech they pretend to be and weren’t throttling me half to death.
Like every other major social media platform these days, X has no shortage of atheists roaming its threads. It turns out that quite a few of them follow me just to surveil the enemy / stay abreast of the prospective competition. Those who don’t yet know enough to blend into the woodwork occasionally become confrontational and have to meet the real me at last.
