by Jon Rappoport
A writer can use words as drugs
I’ve called it the New York Times style. Thorazine.
You read for a bit, wondering where he’s taking you, and you wind up on a stretcher in the ER.
“How the hell did I get here?”
“That’s OK. We handle Times readers every day. A few shots of caffeine, we slap you around, we hang you by your feet from a 4th story window, you scream, and you’re good to go. Back into the world.”
Occasionally, de-worming is necessary.
I’m on mind control patrol. One if by land, two if by sea, three if by mainstream. Especially if it’s posing as “independent journalism.”
“Oh, good. I want to read what he has to say about the election. It’ll be different.”
You don’t see the WRITING coming. The next thing you know, you can’t remember your address or your sister’s name and you fell off your chair and you’re lying on the floor next to the dog.
If Tom Paine set down the ideas of Common Sense as a Times writer would, the British would have taken the Colonies with a couple of sing-alongs and a marching band. Our boys would have fallen off the boats with the tea in Boston.
And with that, I give you another passage from an article by a writer whose name I withhold. This is a tough one. Keep pinching yourself in the groin as you work your way through it. I’ll see you on the other side. Hopefully.
“What is driving a lot of this speculation is a series of polls in battleground states, particularly in Senate races, that show Democrats leading or at least highly competitive. There is also the often-predictive ‘generic ballot’ question, which asks voters which party they plan to vote for for Congress. It has been trending in the Democrats’ direction. And then there are some real results — a few special elections where Democrats did better than expected and the massive win for reproductive rights in Kansas. These data points suggest that Democratic voters are energized and that their turnout could be significant.”
“Now before we go on, you are urged not to ignore the many caveats. A lot of this excitement is based on polls, and polls have been wrong before. These polls are also close. A small change in one direction could lead to a big shift in electoral fortunes. Furthermore, we have a long way to go. Even if Democrats are leading in the dog days of summer, it doesn’t mean they will be in November. Races often tighten or shift, and we have no way of knowing what external events might push the national environment one way or the other.”
“This election will ultimately be decided by voters. It will matter how motivated they are, how organized they are, and how determined they are. What makes midterms even harder to predict than presidential elections is that turnout is more variable. And that is especially true in this election, with so many unusual factors.”
Hellish, wasn’t it?
But I had to put you through it. For your own good.
It was as if a defanged snake in a cage somehow left in the middle of the desert was doing the writing.
Or a turtle, cruelly kept from the water on a beach, was given a pen and paper.
Or a middle-aged divorcee, who went on to grad school in psychology at Bland Egg Annex, was hired to work with an AI to produce a paper for a club of backyard suburban opioid devotees.
Or a college freshman, fasting on bread and water in his dorm to highlight the need for more transgender professors, copied passages composed by trained monkeys in Borneo.
MKULTRA on roller skates.
Junior high school girls’ field hockey on ESPN at 3AM.
We need a movement—a bowel movement to cure the constipation that comes with reading this Times prose.
A few pointed remarks in the authors’ comments sections. About the WRITING. Might help.
Show them we know what’s going on.
We’re aware they’re trying to put us in Coma City. Just because they’ve turned into zombies, we’re not going to transition, too.
We’re not ingesting the pacifying blockers and hormones. We’re not undergoing the castration…
