THE NEXT PHASE: SELF-CENSORSHIP?

Caveat: This post possibly is influenced by cabin fever.

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THE START

I began to write a post in the series “The Next Phase” about the strategy of foreign forces including (but not only) Syria and Saudi Arabia.

MID-WAY

Mid-way through the draft, it hit me that my findings were way too strange, spectacular really, but not unrealistic.

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THE HISTORY

Historically I had meant this blog in good part for the Idiots. I had meant it to provide an Arab perspective that is analytical, an alternative to the Israel-Anchored Harmful Idiocy, then later Israel-Anchored Self-Defeating Idiocy. But all the Idiots had done was to surround me with an endless stream of paid informants, Jewish-and-non - -but majority Jewish - - Arab and gentile; and to stage traps (e.g., good cop, bad cop, and other) - -to turn my life hell-like at the court where I practice—the Superior Court of the District of Columbia-- and outside, as when they had staged chance encounters (it had been the Idiots who did it and I had thought it was the Israelis - -I apologize to the Israeli prima donnas, not), and, more recently, as they followed me into my favorite coffee shop.

I’ve managed as best I can.

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THE SNOOPS

Are they monitoring my emails? Of course they are. Are they keeping up with my movements through my cell phone and my car? Absolutely. (How else explain the encounter at the Greek Catholic Church food fest - - see prior post. After I wrote about that incident - - I wrote about it because the encounter had become possible through their snooping, which I will NEVER accept - -, a Jewish asshole - -or an asshole who happened to be Jewish - - followed me into the Lawyers’ Lounge at the Superior Court of the District of Columbia, sat by me as I was calling doctors and clients, and started to tsk-tsk me and saying, “tony, tony, tony.” How much money did they give him for that?)

It turns out that flattering-me-or-harassing-me are two sides of the same coin. Their goal has been to control me and wean me off my independence as they had done others - - and made them irrelevant. When they failed at that, their goal became to shut this blog down - - to silence me.

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THE HELL

With this background in mind, I considered my findings and said: No thank you. I’m not gonna help out these assholes. Let their informants do the "thinking" for them.

(Mine are truly spectacular findings. These possibly reflect the genius of foreign strategists and it took me quite a while to uncover them - - Gotcha, I had said, when I did happen onto the discovery. So it’s really painful for me not to come out with the findings. But now, overwhelmed by snow, I think clearer. Self-censorship it is.)

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CRUNCHING UP THE PENSION NUMBERS

I’m quite confident that the Israel-Anchored Idiots are clueless about where my analysis had led me. Seriously: I myself couldn’t believe it. Meaning: I doubt that they have paralleled my findings. (For good measure, I’ve deleted any-and-all reference to my train-of-thought on my computer for which, I’m sure, they have the IP address. Even if they have a key logger or its equivalent, I had stopped at the moment when the findings flashed in my brain. In other words, the findings never went on the computer keys.) I have no idea about how able they are; though I do know they’re idiots who are prone to miscalculating on behalf of their Prima Donna. I’m going on the notion that their “brain” is severely restricted-and-diminished by its Israel Anchor. Only the Israel Boys’ Wing within their national security ranks - - it seems that they allow for that wing and likely fund it; but do they have an Arab wing or was I their only hope for a credible one? - - would be interested in my findings; the rest are dead-brained bureaucrats planning their retirement, or planning their entrapment of precious me while they’re crunching up their pension numbers, or clueless young ones.

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INTERPLAY AWAY

Since I wouldn’t be discussing these matters by phone or internet - - or even in person, since they have surrounded me with paid informants and tainted what I had thought had been friendships (they’re not to blame, the silver-loving greedy assholes are) - - they likely will remain clueless about a couple of important aspects (and the interplay between these) of the real strategy of foreign forces - - until these should hit them in the face. Moreover, I’m not certain that the foreign forces that are working out the strategies would have meant these strategies to reach the methods and depths that I’m confident these strategies would in fact reach. I could be wrong. The foreign strategists could be THAT good. (I’m teasing you. Even hunter-gatherer clans - - and that means it’s likely in our genes - - never had liked two kinds of people: the braggarts and the free-loaders. Annoyed by both, they murdered them!)

Confusing enough for you?

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“YOU WILL SPEND YOUR LIFE CHASING DOLLARS.”**

(I’ve always wondered about American spies, those federal government employees with security clearances. I’ve always wondered how these would accept to help out the Soviet Union or Israel or (now) China in passing to them super-sensitive highly-classified defense intelligence. The paid informants around me have cleared that issue for me. It turns out that this is a culture that is so motivated by money that nothing else really matters - -that capitalism and the love-of-money have impregnated and imbued so much of this culture’s very soul. Selling out a friend (for money) is therefore nothing unusual, especially that, in this instance, the culture’s members can justify the snitching by the fact that they’re doing it for their own government, or one of their own governments, anyway. But that, I’m convinced, is only one step away from doing it for hostile foreign powers. Money is in this culture’s very heart-and-soul. At any rate, if you thought Syria and Saudi Arabia and Iran were full of informants, do think again. We’re absolutely and unequivocally no different. So many acquaintances have told me that they avoid even coffee shops where their co-nationals congregate, where they’re sure informants who are co-nationals are filing reports about them. Is this not the same as Syria, or Egypt, or Saudi Arabia? You can count on it: Even the doorman in your apartment building in these countries is an informant filing his report, likely orally. Sadly: this now has become our fate.)

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HOW TO RELAX

Since what I found out (as always, by analyzing, no more) has nothing to do with protecting the country against terrorism, I can relax about my decision to self-censor.

Fuck the Israel-Anchored paid snitches and Assholes who need me to talk to write up their reports for their silver. (One of them seems to still be at it.) For all the money they’ve made on me, - - and at least one still is making - - let these pests and parasites provide insight to the Israel-Anchored Idiots.

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I’LL FORGE AHEAD

On my part, I promise to continue on. But unless what I discover (and it is, surprisingly to me, a discovery process) along my analytical way is threatening to the country, I will refrain from volunteering it to the Idiots AKA Paid Informants-Writing-Snitch-Reports AKA Assholes.

In other words: It’ll not be on the pages of this blog. Analysis: yes; critical insight to the Israel Idiots: no way. I’ll keep it to myself. Such is this blog’s new policy. (I may want to think up a new course for this blog - - to change its audience.)

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HERE!

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** This is what an old man in Monte Carlo once had told me about his life as prized chef in the United States. Not me, I had said. I had been nineteen or twenty.