Dissonant Cognitions
This thing we endure is called "Cognitive Dissonance." It squanders our spirit and keeps us in chains. Our souls are made worthless and we're then indifferent to conscience increasingly sullied and strained.
Now CD's a lie, but a way we might cope. ...Abused tools to avoid a true test of ones faith. Yeah, we lie to ourselves about something egregious (?) — admissions, forthcoming, would lose "too much" face!
True, most would agree that their motives aren't *bad*. The *evil* they do is, then, seldom opposed. Remaining ignored is the *dire* contrived; compassion is trashed with the truth so disposed.
So, take a deep breath and reject your indifference. There's more going on than is seen on the "news." Injustice abounding ... you've had the same insight. So feel the outrage and hear the same tune.
Our schools? They're contrived, second rate — mediocre! Too, this is the plan at the core of design. Teachers lack talent, are themselves mediocre promoting cognition that's stunted and blind!
Their thrust is production of docile employees! That task is pursued with a furious cant. They're happy as hell with the things as they'd have them and won't give an inch, I confirm no small wrath!
Yeah, all must contrive that their motives are pure. The wrong that they do, then — never erased. Remaining in place is the horror been done; the truth is besmirched and all honor effaced.
It's all just a game that some play for themselves. This game, is at best, a destroyer of shame. It's "wrongs" never righted, this fuels the convictions of those who would hate us — like we're not to blame!
The shame? It's unbearable! CD is a salve! It changes that shame to a... fatuous pride! The pride of our action's a shield, confusing, and behind which we, readily, hide.
See, hidden from us is the shame we should feel. Our consciences gone or forsaken — betrayed! "Accepted behavior" propounds in a spiral we know we should hold with tremendous distaste!
It's *evil*; it's *sinful*; its *error* is plain. It keeps us confined, and opposed with ourselves. This makes us repellant to them now observing who witness our slide to a self-fulfilled hell!
That is what we do. That is what we make. That is what we are. We are of what we make ourselves: convenience, forgotten promises, and unrealized dreams... if we wish it so.
Consider. It's all built on conscious choice, still. We decide to accept the unacceptable, dehumanize the invented competition, and refuse to explore a potential for real synergy — label it *socialism* and demonize it as *communism*... deride it as *liberalism* or revile it as *humanism*.
Frankly, it's quite plain we manufacture our staid excuses for same out of a conveniently contrived cloth, actually. This is a cloth to suit individual prosecutions of our own sociopathy. See, we change our minds to suit convenience and with a tilt of our heads and a turn of a phrase, do the most egregiously mindful things in full knowledge that these things remain wrong on any level one cares to consider.
Cognitive Dissonance... a cognitive process (recognized by one Dr. Leon Festinger), to, in large part, parasitically and unethically profit at the dire expense of another and then continue to live contentedly and comfortably —even happily— with same. Horrors beyond imagining, and it's not aliens eating our heads! It is us ourselves.
Columbus accomplished this bringing slavery to the western hemisphere according to James W. Loewen in Lies My Teacher Told Me. A very dirty-dealing Christopher —a lying, cheating, thieving, and serial-murdering-for-profit brand of "Chris"— initially found his "Indians" delightfully spiritual beings as "uncomplicated and intelligently innocent as gifted children" — to paraphrase from his own hand. Only later would he classify them as "guileful vermin" when he realized —with his second thought— that they could be terrorized into collecting gold for him in a color coded system that, oh by the way, lost the reluctant collector a nose or an ear ...or a child... if he didn't cough up the dictated tithe, on time...
Columbus had to "change his mind" to suit subsequent events fertilizing this gleeful artifice for unbridled sociopathy. Simply refusing to see himself as the *monster* he was, he changed his attitude to fit the facts, and then demonized what he knew to be innocent people in a manner facilitating his continued sleep at night... presuming he could sleep. The Church, of course, in its own monstrously refined brand of Cognitive Dissonance —raised to the level of an art form!— busily smoothes the progress of every bit of the preceding... what! ...a Pope's gotta eat!
We, you and I, practice a kind of cognitive dissonance when we ignore what's obviously before our bruised noses —noses ironically bleeding because we won't chance our attention further a-field! Why, we ignore —in the aggregate— UFOs and a full accounting of facts regarding them, and they are known by the non-elected leadership!
This begs the emblematic question. Who profits in this legislated, continuing and traditional ignorance regarding UFOs?
Why is this truth so elusive and unknown? Why is it so furiously guarded, ignored, or discounted? Thing is I'm betting this truth profits me and you, reader, and at the expense of him who'd profiteered previously, eh?
We are kept from the truth —and we are— ... oh, we are... not because we couldn't handle it, good reader, but because it is to the non-elected leadership's hull breaching detriment to let it go! Could it actually be that the truth would set us free? I'd further bet the farm on it!
With regard to the UFOs, you and I are the Indians, good reader, and we mindlessly fill our little hawk's bill of gold for the "man" just like those callously abused Indians of the early 1500s, whether we know it or not; we've just been conditioned to go along with it, encouraged by a corrupt mainstream to even think it *good*, by right!
Our evil is made over into something more palatable by our subconscious so as to continue horrific behaviors conveniently judged too egregious —and too costly or embarrassing— to change.
Cognitive Dissonance: the tool of the sociopath to avoid the price of his sociopathy, but a "bill" that, by definition, must come due for someone sometime, and so, tragically, limit the aggregate advancement of everyone.
The more we hold to these spurious justifications for traditional sociopathy with Cognitive Dissonance the more we damage our progression into the larger future... the longer we keep ourselves from the stars and the beings that must live between them. Isn't it, just, that plain?
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Reader Comments (21)
Plain as the nose on your face. Many will have to cross their eyes to actually see it. :-)
I read the link, Alfred -
http://www.rense.com/general10/teach.htm
I'm disappointed in the way things are, but not surprised. In our politically correct society (particularly in our dumbed-down public education) you're over-qualified, a middle-aged white man and maybe most importantly - an individualist.
Parents/Teachers/School Committees are drowning in so much pop culture crap, but UFOs....on no, we can't have that now!
It makes me mad!
Tell me about it. I'd reach out and snap the neck of public education if I could... and not for its treatment of me, mind, but for its betrayal of the individual to suit the unelected leadership underfunding it.
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Alfred, I'm gonna post this here because I doubt nancy will let me write it as a letter to the editor....
Regarding your "Silent Revolution of Truth" review Part Deux... You forgot a category of non-believers: Anyone with a 5th grade education and working eyeballs.Seriously, you think Meier deserves a proverbial chair at the not-so-literal table? Let's review (some of it....)
"Wedding cake" ship model with piece fallen out sitting on hull?--Check.
Pterodactyl photo from children's book he claims he traveled back in time to take?--Check.
Toy ray gun?--Check.
Plejaren chick actually still shot from an old Merv Griffin show or whatever?--Check.
Brillo pad lit on fire swinging around head claiming it's some Plejaren tomfoolery?--Check.
No originals/negatives/anything verifiable?--Check.
Michael Horn's movie named by prepubescent Plejaren girl in galactic contest where the winner gets to--OH BOY!--meet Billy Meier!--Check.
Every expert in film contacted independently had no idea they were being misquoted and do not support Meier or Horn's claims?--Check.
CHECK PLEASE!
What does it take, Alfred? You even listed some of these in your review. Soooo you're aware he's lying but there's a BUT there?
If Meier put a sock puppet on his one hand and told you it was the lucky Plejaren girl what dun won the contest come to sit on Switzer-Santa's lap--THEN might you think... Mmmmm.... maybe it's time to put this crap to rest? Or would there be another column defending the indefensible because MAYBE we could be wrong about him (and Santa. Where's that column? I demand that column!)
You make it sound like because he can get our--perhaps literal?--goat that there must be fire because that's smoke. But the smoke is that the lie is so blatant, so egregious and condescending--Let's call it "Palinesque"--that people like me (passed 5th grade; eyeballs) feel like we're doing an intervention every time one of our otherwise intelligent, aware friends--Lehmbergesque--gets addicted to the drug that is the gun-totting, peace-loving, Brother of Jesus Incarnate, ornament-on-fishing-line filmmaker, Billy Liar.
It pisses us off because we know you know better. So why don't you know better?
I suspect it's my refusal to get so angry about it, Jeremy, providing for the illusion of knowing better, when I don't know better, really.
Still, I sense something in the Meier affair that is apart from all these seemingly flesh-crawling and self-invalidating claims that is only highlighted by the anger of such persons as yourself, Dave Biedny, and Jeff Ritzmann (sp?), persons so aggravated by a seeming dismissal of their own claims and interests by a "mainstream" because of the mere existence of persons like Meier, Adamski, Rael, or others.
See, I suspect the mainstream "believes" in a ufological reality even as it will not acknowledge same, and if Meier did not exist he would be invented by them to keep you and Dave and Jeff in the anxious kerfuffle decidedly generating more heat than light... to your detriment, eh?
Thing is, I _don't_ know, and if you and Dave and Jeff do? Well, you're not communicating it very well to me, who really has no ax to grind on the matter or no dog in the hunt either, right?
I don't know, and further submit that you only _feel_ that you do, you know?
Still -- we might be doing some real good here because you and I have entertained a divergent discussion regarding Meier for months now without once calling each other a Nazi or an asshole. Let's cleave to that, eh?
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Well that's easy to do because you're not a Nazi or an asshole, you're a good guy. But you are wrong. Some things in life have a right and a wrong answer. Forget about the anger of me, Jeff & Dave... I just listed a number of things that would ordinarily disqualify a case as anything other than a hoax yet you're looking at those and saying you can't know better. I don't think anyone's going to call you a snob for admitting that this is a hoax, Alfred. It doesn't even put you in league with snobs like me, it just means you recognize facts.
And here we are back at the old argument: If we cannot call a hoax a hoax then what is the point of examining this stuff? Why are we whining that the mainstream sneers?
If we didn't communicate it well to you then truly you just don't WANT to see it. Something in you needs to keep this case alive. You're a smart cookie. If I'm not explaining it well why not investigate it yourself? Google search the ... um.... DINOSAUR, ALFRED!!! and compare it to the children's book from which it was stolen? Or here... visit IIG West's on-going layout of the lies:
http://www.iigwest.org/investigations/meier/index.html
It's all right there.
Yes, Meier/Greer/Rael anger me for the reasons you listed and for the reasons I've listed. But my anger shouldn't be used as means for you to not accept facts simply because you don't want to share in my anger.You don't have to hold my grinding ax (Hi-yoooooo!) but you do have a responsibility to look at the evidence before you support the propaganda films of the subject's American Rep.
Put another way: Would ya tell everyone to run out and buy Donald Rumsfeld's "Iraq War: Great for Iraq, Great for America" DVD? (Note: He doesn't have one. Yet.)
I support Horn/Meier? Why, because I'm not in line with the proscribed thinking of nascent reflex science reductionists? Consider, you assign a value based on your perception of what's real and presume that it must be the exact same for all others. How very scientific, eh? How about this?
A wild ball stretch, to be sure, but useful for illustration... Pretend all the wild-assed stuff you point to is only there to provide a deniability for people who don't want to consider the rest of Horn/Meier, of needs, a "rest" that is decidedly apart from UFOs and laser cannons... more along the lines of a social commentary with a twist into hyperspace. Humanity, as state of the art? Humanity sucks!
Do I credit it? You know, I think I was pretty clear in the piece that I did not. Nor do I revile it as there is just too much cross current stuff to do that even if I wanted to. But that's not the issue... I figure there's just more to heaven and Earth than is dreamt... eh? Meier bears watching... as do you, friend Jeremy.
But it's a compelling video, as George Knapp pointed out coast to coast, a video that you are selling, actually, harder than Meier/ Horn. How's that for irony. What have you become but Billy Meier's bad-self Al Yankovic?
Do you provide for a support in reverse? I think you trump _me_, dude. Clearly, it seems it's you with the dog in the hunt.
Knapp probably didn't know that all of the experts in the film were misquoted. I think giving a thumbs-up "buy it/rent it" review = support, yes.
Of course I'm giving them more press by mentioning them and parodying the film. I'm well aware someone may watch my flim and think, "Wow, now I REALLY have to see that Horn doc!" But I think it will be in the craptastic gotta-see-a-car-wreck sort of way. Still, they get to laugh all the way to the bank on my "Wierd" Al routine. That's fine because they're laughing all the way to the bank either way. At least this way someone is pointing out how abysmally ludicrous the whole charade is.
Oh Billy Meier thinks humanity is doomed/damnable in its present state. Wow. What a huge announcement. Wake me when he has a message not cobbled together from wisdom traditions, basic loathing for humanity, and the "Cult For Dummies" book I'll be pitching in 2011.
Okay, okay, I've said my piece.
Love ya, bud. That never changes.
--j
Roger... me too. Goes without saying. Like when we used to walk hand in hand on sun-setting beaches, rubbing avacado-butter on our smoldering nipples and peeling figs and artichokes for the odd passersby. You know, when we were young and in love and time knew no tomorrow but yesterday?
"Red sails in the sunset..."
AL
Yes, that. In montage.
Jeremy writes: "But the smoke is that the lie is so blatant, so egregious and condescending--Let's call it "Palinesque""
The descriptive words seem to fit Obamaesque, better. ;-)
And here I though partisan-politics could be left out of American Ufology.
Palin-esque in that the neocons sat in their lab wondering just who would balance out McCain. And then they figured it out: They can't go after Obama for lack of experience because the people don't seem to care about that. I know! We'll find someone with even LESS experience! And make it a female for the Hillary/see-I'm-not-prejudice-I'm-voting-for-a-woman vote!
Shake.
Add touch of "Wanna have a beer with her" for flavor.
Stir and let settle.
If you think she was chosen for any other reason you're out of your friggen mind.
In the same way, back when the democratic playing field was large, when friends asked me who I thought would win I said, "Obama because he sounds like The Rock." (the pro wrestler turned actor.)
And honestly, I think that's what it boils down to. He has a smooth delivery even when what he's delivering is the same old same old.
So really the problem here, in my view, isn't the politicians, it's the people. We want a dummy we can drink with on the one hand or a smooth-talker on the other. What always plays second fiddle is our best interest. That, for some voodoo reason, we don't care so much about even as we get beat down again and again.Just don't touch our standard of living unless you're going to upgrade it from standard to HD.
Yeah -- sorry ma'am, but I suspect Sarah Palin is the soft point man for right-wing death squads on the order of a "Blackwater" cubed, right here in the American heartland... Too, as a combat veteran with a bronze star, is it unpatriotic to mourn the death of the Republic, the erosion of our individual rights, the shattering of the Constitution, and then begin to have a nascent suspicion that I'm in Germany just as the brown-shirts began to take over in the early 1930s?
Don't be a Nazi asshole —— just kidding, honest. I'm sure you're following the thread and see the relevance. I suspect that you are neither... ...or do I! No seriously, just joking... ...you'd like to think! Honest, c'mon, yuk with me. [g].
Two words: Learn Chinese.
...and Esperanto.
Ya know there's that hypothesis that whatever this "alien" intelligence is, it masks itself as our immediate future in a certain sense, right? From the design of spacecraft to the needle stuck into Betty Hill.
Well I've got this "Asian" energy in me and Jeff Ritzmann's alien encounter at 9 had the entity wearing an Asian headdress. Strieber says his Visitors want a relationship with us based on meditation and a very specific Chinese text (I can't remember the name of.)
In fact there seems to be a whole movement trying to link them to interior domains from the lies of Greer to the late John Mack.
Is this something or is it nothing?
In the 50's & 60's did they dress like monks or like spacemen? Because I've seen them wearing tunics not space helmets.
Monks From Space sounds like a segment of the Muppet Show.
Is this "something" or not?
Given thousands of years of history, vetted images and films, quality anecdotal accounts self-similar across scale, physical evidence, personal evidence, and the quality of many persons involved... of which you only mention three: there is *something*, decidedly, unmistakably, of course, and without doubt. The unelected leadership telling current occupants and four star generals where the bear goes through the buckwheat is convinced.
It's them needs to bite the bullet, not us. Moreover, they only use what's drawn into the ufological information vacuum (Meier et al), a vacuum they CREATE, mind you, as excuse to avoid biting that same bullet, I believe. Persons like yourself make that position more and more untenable for the unelected leadership mentioned above, I suspect, eh?
Which is one of the reasons I think your book and DVD is so important and a testament to individual efficacy required to finally topple this obscene, reptillian, and insulting truth embargo coming apart at the seams as we watch it. You qualify exploration of a path through the future accelerating as we speak. You're one of the good guys at core, am I right? [g].
Also, if we're to continue? Let's do in my PC/CP odd ode above where I can pretend that that one, too, gets comment in its regard. [g].
Jeremy -- I assume you know that you are more than welcome to post here as a blogger, if you like. I know that some of my invites got sent to spam mail, but hopefully not yours. If by chance it did just let me know and I will resend it.
Lesley - I didn't get the invite. Good to know! Thanks!
Alfred - okay, we'll continue elsewhere.
Actually, instead of a blog, per se, can we create a "running discussion" thread, cut & paste these and pick up there?