I Grow Weary of Speaking to My Audience

Smog - Feather by Feather

I have removed that chat widget from my site.

It's just stupid and it doesn't work right and it slows the page down.

As a student of humanity,

it's interesting to watch people's thought processes, how they arrive at conclusions. Logic and reason generally play no role. Even highly intelligent, well-educated people generally have no idea what they're talking about.

Most people's conception of reality is a group one: "Hey, Mister Man to My Right, what do you think happened? ...Now you, Mister Man to My Left, what do you think happened? ...Yeah, me too. That's exactly what I think. So we're all in agreement. Good. Matter settled."

But now that the crowd is having doubts about the 9-11 Commission Report and Karl Rove's interference in the matter and his glee that 9-11 fell from the sky like manna, everyone's starting to take a closer look at those events. Now that doubting the matter is no longer grounds for excommunication from the herd, people are free to examine the issue critically. They see that it's a fraud.

Good morning, My Little Dream Children. Seven years too late, but welcome to the grown-ups' table anyway. Do you need a bib? With time, you too will be able to contribute something to the conversation. But for now, just listen as the adults speak.

I knew 9-11 was a fraud certainly no later than the first of 2002. How? Simple physics. It's not theoretically possible for a jet-fuel-and-office-contents fire to collapse a steel-framed building, much less three on one day, all on the same property, all owned by the same guy. And NIST essentially conceded that it was theoretically impossible, given that they could not get their models to work unless they mathematically removed the center columns from the towers. ...You know, the center columns that, um, held the buildings up.

Do not pass Go. Do not collect $200 or any no-bid contracts. Stand down the Humvees and the depleted uranium. All conclusions predicated upon an erroneous assumption are false.

As far as blunders go, it's a doozy. Wars that will end up costing you, I bet, ten trillion dollars. You've defiled your entire system of law. (As a matter of fact, you no longer even have one. It's garbage law now.) You show your papers to guys with machine guns. You've got railcars with shackles and you've got concentration camps. You will soon have your own American Holocaust. (The only good thing about that is that we'll finally be spared listening to Jews go on and on about their precious Holocaust and how everyone really just wants to cook them right up and eat them. They can fold up their card tables and put away their tear-jerking pamphlets that helpfully remind us all of their Eternal Jewish Suffering (R). They'll roll out new marketing: "We didn't know that our Precious Homeland would fly planes into the World Trade Center. Really. Don't blame us. And don't mind that Mossad agent spray-painting swastikas over there. ...Will you please send a donation? Everyone hates us, you know.")

You've destroyed your entire country based on one erroneous assumption. Smooth move. Pure brilliance. How much did you spend on your Master's degree again?

On Sept. 16, 2001, Vice President Dick Cheney appeared on Meet the Press and told Tim Russert that on Sept. 11 President Bush gave the order to shoot down the plane that would crash in Pennsylvania. The commission staff found evidence in White House logs from that day that contradicted Cheney's version. Cheney would later demand the commission remove this part of its report; it did not.

The staff was convinced that "the horrendous decision" was not made by Bush; it was made by Cheney, and the vice president had almost certainly made it alone. If (John) Farmer's team was right, the shoot-down order was almost certainly unconstitutional, a violation of the military chain of command, which has no role for the vice president. ...

Whatever the constitutional issues, it would have been difficult to second-guess Cheney about a decision to save the White House if a suicide hijacker was bearing down on the capital and there were only seconds to act.

http://www.sptimes.com/2008/02/17/Opinion/Lifting_the_veil_to_u.shtml

The first story about that jet that crashed in Shanksville was that some Courageous American Heroes said "let's roll!" and drove the plane right into the ground, lest it harm its intended target, Our Beloved and Fearless Leader, the same guy who employed children as human shields at Booker Elementary School on that fateful day.

Now the second story is Cheney's later-contradicted claim that the President ordered the shoot-down.

The contradiction leads some to believe that Cheney himself ordered it. "Who would second-guess that order if it meant that it saved the Capitol? Cheney's a hero, even if he usurped the President's authority."

Cheney presided over the NORAD stand-down. He ensured the free movement of those "hijacked" airliners.

I think you will find that some "renegade" but patriotic fighter pilot shot that airliner down, against orders.

The coroner who arrived at Shanksville packed up his things and left after a short time. Why? He later stated that there were no human remains to be found.

Huh.

A note to the Future People.

Don't pluck out of my material a particular utterance and wave it around like it's your own. If you want to read one thing I wrote, you have to read it all --in order, and with a knowledge of the political and social contexts in which those things were said. In short, if you're sitting in on the show long after it was actually performed, the best you can hope for is to hear a dim echo of it.

Don't you caress any of my instruments. I will immediately destroy you. They are mine, and mine alone.

Would one of my adoring audience members be so kind--

as to collect hard copies of all my material? The bulk of it may be found at ckpi.blogspot.com and ckpi.typepad.com. I don't want that material to magically disappear one day. Also the complete My Head Hurts and No Apologies shows. (Which I know full well you've been passing around without so much as paying a dime for it, you skinflints.) Between those two shows there is probably an hour's worth of decent material.

Also please use some kind of flash video grabber to save copies of all the videos on the Bust-a-Gut Network player. I no longer have original copies of those. Good, Fire, Hit Him and Canvas Control, too.

Since my shows are all apparently free ones, here is the relationship: I speak, you catalogue.

Don't let the slaves escape!

The Justice Department, on the heels of a split verdict in its tax evasion prosecution of actor Wesley Snipes, is planning a crackdown on the so-called tax protester movement.

Justice Department. ...That's a good one. The Justice Department's job is to craft ever more clever dodges around the law in order to facilitate lying and stealing. Let's not give it more legitimacy than it deserves. It's an insult to Ephraim Zimbalist Junior and all that he stood for.

The protesters, or tax deniers, assert a constitutional right to avoid federal taxes, relying in part on century-old Supreme Court decisions. Their ranks are growing to include white-collar professionals, and they are costing the government millions in revenue, officials say.

"Too many people succumb to the fallacy, the illusion, that you don't have to pay any tax under any set of conditions," said Assistant Attorney General Nathan Hochman, the new head of the Justice Department's tax division. "That is a growing problem."

http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/headline/biz/5557039.html

The Town of Rockingham recently passed a new ordinance that mandated that the residents must put those cute booties on all cats and dogs. I went to the town hall and requested to see the new ordinance. The lady behind the desk was quite content to prove to me that I had to do exactly what she said. "Here it is. See?"

Government officials are quite happy to prove that you have to do what they say.

But if you request to see the law that lays the income tax on you, the IRS will not show you the law. They'll just throw a fit and call you names. ...So I know something's up...

And this squares with my own research into the income tax. I have no emotional attachment to anything. I don't actually care. I just want to make sure I'm not buying cat booties for nothing.

I have spent thousands of hours investigating the income tax. This was fifteen years ago. To borrow a tired old phrase, I truly have forgotten more about the income tax than your tax attorney will ever know.

And I know that poring over books in the cellar of a law library does not compare with the quality time that my detractors spend in front of the television... but we all do what we can...

Says Assistant Attorney General Nathan Hochman, "Too many people succumb to the fallacy, the illusion, that you don't have to pay any tax under any set of conditions."

More lawyer talk, delivered by someone who probably primped in front of the mirror in the men's room for an hour before declaring before the television cameras that those kooky tax protesters have it all wrong.

You see, I have not ever known anyone to claim that they didn't have to "pay any tax under any set of conditions."

We pay taxes all the time. Sales and use taxes, gasoline taxes, property taxes.

I think those kooky tax protesters are merely concerned about paying a tax that is being improperly collected.

The Internal Revenue Code is mind-numbingly labyrinthine. I think this is why most people are content to follow the pamphlet that the IRS hands out. But following pamphlets --which do not have the force of law-- is not my style.

I defy anyone to determine within the Internal Revenue Code the meanings of the following words: Taxpayer, employer, employee, income, wages, United States. (And, no, I'm not interested in recursive definitions. One of them runs something like this: "An employer is one who maintains an employer-employee relationship with an employee." I'm not kidding.)

The tax purports to be laid on United States citizens wherever resident, and on income generated from sources within the United States.

Is Florida or New York or Vermont within the United States? No. The territorial jurisdiction of the United States is the District of Columbia and any territory ceded to the United States. That's why the terriss were housed at Gitmo --because Gitmo is outside the territorial jurisdiction of the United States. That territory is rented from Cuba. I immediately knew something was up when I heard several years ago that Gitmo was to be used for this purpose, because United States law does not apply there. (It has since been held by some court somewhere that this is not the case, that laws protecting the accused do apply there, but I'm not sure how they arrived at that conclusion.)

There are also several classes of United States citizen. Did you know that? The United States has the power to confer citizenship, as do the several states. And the rights possessed by the two differ. Are you a United States citizen by virtue of the Fourteenth Amendment, or are you a United States citizen by virtue of first being a citizen of your state?

It is impossible to discern the meaning of the term "United States" within the Internal Revenue Code. Is it the empire? Is it the body politic? Or is it the territory? Because they're three distinct things. It is, therefore, impossible to know if you are resident within the United States or if you are a United States citizen.

I always give the benefit of the doubt. So even knowing full well that the Sixteenth Amendment was never ratified, I operated from the assumption that the income tax was lawful. But I still could not determine that I was liable to pay it.

I could not determine that I was of the class of United States citizen referred to, nor could I determine if my money was earned within the United States.

I could only conclude in good faith that I was not required to make or file a tax return. So I have not filed one since 1994.

There is not much I can do about the withholding that my "employers" do on my paychecks. That I have done nothing to stop withholding or that I continue to fill out a W-4 withholding form when hiring on with a company in no way implies that I believe that I am subject to the income tax. I append a small "UD" to my signature on all those forms just to indicate that I have signed it under duress. Not that I think this is some magical get-out-of-jail-free card, but it does indicate that I am stating that I have no choice but to sign it.

But this is largely an academic discussion anyway as the United States does not legally exist. Its current form does not appear in the Field Guide to North American Birds.

And when you ask the Director of the IRS (or whatever he calls himself) to point out the law that lays the income tax, he'll sputter for a while and proffer that it's everyone's civic duty to pay their taxes. How else will the government function?

The Grace Commission delivered the President's Private Sector Survey back in 1984. They confirmed what everyone already knew: That not a single nickel collected in personal income tax goes to fund the government. It goes to pay interest to the Federal Reserve. (Ah, yes, that illegal institution again.)

The personal income tax in no way funds the government. It's a tithe to those who consider themselves to be your owners. It is a feature of the neo-feudalism under which you live.

But as I've stated before, I require no man's permission to work. I owe no man a tithe. I'm no one's property.

So don't come around looking for money. Because I'm not interested in your fraud.

I would also ask--

that Chris live on Tarragon Lane. I want it to be a magical place, with lots of flowers and laughter and joy. Nothing bad happens there.

I would like some of the proceeds to benefit the Orlando International Fringe and Theater Festival. An endowment, maybe.

I will eventually be overpowered.

The rot in the country is too far advanced. America is gone. Savagery and lawlessness rule the day. I will not be permitted to live.

So here are a few requests:

In my hit movie, I would like to be played by someone adequately attractive. My thoughts should be taken only under advisement; I'll let the director decide. But I think maybe Jonathan Rhys Meyers (he's certainly beautiful enough, generously so) or maybe Josh Hartnett. He's got a sexy, deep voice just like me, and our looks are similar. Add a few years to him and he'd be perfect. My every portrayal shall be in the finest light, and the petals glued back onto the rose.

Any of my material may be re-created in the movie. There is only one person I would trust to supervise the performance of that material. That would be Jon Stewart, should he choose to participate. His sense of timing is perfect. And I trust him to do any re-writes. No one else may re-write my material. Everything I ever wrote was first-draft. Polishing may be useful.

Above all else, I want the movie to be funny and to bring joy into people's lives. But the audience should also get a sense of profound, profound sorrow. I don't think one can exist without the other. The comedian should be skilled at delivering a full range of emotion. He is the mirror in which his audience sees its every side.

Look to the playlists for my various shows for music suggestions. A list of them may be found at the ckpi.typepad.com site, listed at the right. Again, I'll leave it up to the director. It's his project. I really like M83. I would like to see "I'm Getting Closer" somewhere in there. At the beginning? At the end? Maybe the middle. But the percussive part at about the minute mark should be the fulcrum that starts some kind of new emotional quality of the film. Use fifteen to thirty seconds of the lead-up to that percussive part to transition out of the previous emotional state. It should make for a beautiful transition. The backwards speech or whatever it is will convey an adequate sense of the character's confusion, like how Memento used the effect.

It is unlikely that I will ever meet any of my imaginary friends. I would have enjoyed knowing you outside of my mind. It is unlikely that I will ever return to Orlando. I miss Orlando and all my friends there.

I want my epitaph to read either "He suffered one too many wizards" or "There were more of them than there were of him."

You need to understand the difference between intention and motive. My motives were all my own. I did these things for my own purposes. I did this so that boy's little body might not buck any longer. I did it in the same spirit that I might present that retarded girl with a set of expensive noise-canceling Bose headphones for her scratched-up Walkman, pulled from behind the counter for just such an occasion, off-paperwork and priced at my whimsy. Today's your lucky day, my Prized One... A three-hundred dollar set of headphones for, uh, how's nine ninety-five sound? You only have six dollars? Well, then, I guess the price is six dollars...

I fought for them.

Fight for the Future People.

The path I chose was my own. You cannot follow.

Don't forget the story of the fortune teller in Burlington in 2004. We had never met and I had not said one word when she broke out in a wide smile. She said, "I just want to laugh around you. Are you a comedian?"

There is another story of a woman I met at a party in Orlando in early 2004. She was about fifty and she was dying of cancer. She was the most cheerful dying woman I had ever met. She was a special, magical woman. I felt like we had always known each other. She said, apropos of nothing, "You're not the first, you know." I replied, "I can't have anyone here, can I?" She looked down and shook her head. "No..."

My life has been very, very strange.

I'm losing my wings.

My intention was always pure. I proceeded as best I thought the ground could be covered in the time allowed. I fought hard and I fought dirty. Nothing else would suffice.

You are all Beautiful Beings of Light. Don't you ever let anyone tell you otherwise. Conduct yourselves accordingly.

Will I in this instance act as an agent of good or evil? That is the only question there ever was to be posed. It is the extent of God's interest in my opinion.

"Chris, you're such a kook."

"Ovens and sex-slave camps and Zyklon B? That's not The American Way (R)!"

Since 9/11, and seemingly without the notice of most Americans, the federal government has assumed the authority to institute martial law, arrest a wide swath of dissidents (citizen and noncitizen alike), and detain people without legal or constitutional recourse in the event of "an emergency influx of immigrants in the U.S., or to support the rapid development of new programs."

Beginning in 1999, the government has entered into a series of single-bid contracts with Halliburton subsidiary Kellogg, Brown and Root (KBR) to build detention camps at undisclosed locations within the United States. The government has also contracted with several companies to build thousands of railcars, some reportedly equipped with shackles, ostensibly to transport detainees.

According to diplomat and author Peter Dale Scott, the KBR contract is part of a Homeland Security plan titled ENDGAME, which sets as its goal the removal of "all removable aliens" and "potential terrorists."

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The Military Commissions Act of 2006, rammed through Congress just before the 2006 midterm elections, allows for the indefinite imprisonment of anyone who donates money to a charity that turns up on a list of "terrorist" organizations, or who speaks out against the government's policies. The law calls for secret trials for citizens and noncitizens alike.

http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2008/02/04/ED5OUPQJ7.DTL

I'm going to start a fashion line with a morbid aesthetic. I'll have a T-shirt that shows a smiling woman giving the thumbs-up. The caption reads:

MAKE MINE ZYKLON B!

It's here, everyone! Pick your railcar and your choice of accommodations: A single- or double-occupancy set of manacles chained to the wall. And the fat, ex-welfare recipients who now have badges and guns as InfraGard or DHS agents can make us all jerk off under the threat of being tased. A few gang-rapes on the rail cars? What's it matter? There'll be worse in the camps!

"Ahm proud to be unn Americun, where at least ah know ahm free!"

This is where I begin to heal the Jews' Original Wound.

It would not be my business nor would I ever even have cause to discuss Jews except for the fact that your nation executed 9-11. I'm sorry that you did that.

I find myself in the advantageous position of not even having to prove my allegations for the purposes of this particular conversation. The Jews in my audience know full well that I am aware of their every crime. You can't fool me. I'm on to your game.

I have said that Jews are an enslaved population. This is true. Their minds are not their own. And therein lies their only saving grace...

Their minds belong to the High Priests. The High Priests keep their slaves in line by several methods, one of which is trauma-based mind control: Covertly throw a bomb into the crowd and then offer protection to that crowd. Fry some people in ovens and then lament that the Gentiles seek to destroy you. Most or all "anti-semitic" so-called hate crimes such as desecrating cemeteries or spray painting swastikas on synagogues are actually perpetrated by Jews. For example, the New York Times reports that a Mossad agent by the name of Ivanov defaced with swastikas and slurs various locations in Brooklyn Heights. He spread fliers printed with "Kill all Jews."

Whyever might he do such a thing?

He works for the High Priests.

No one hates you. Any evil that has ever befallen you was the direct or indirect result of the actions of the High Priests. They worship money and power. In God they trust.

Judaism, as currently practiced by their prescriptions, appears to be less a proper means of becoming closer to God and more a how-to guide to creating an army of thieves. Even a cursory examination of Jewish law is a revolting experience. It is the most disgusting code of ethics I have ever read.

I will tell you that it is a common technique in building an enslaved population to tell its members that they are special, that they are members of an elite group, and that their efforts will one day result in dominion over all.

So the combination of the trauma-based mind control --such as the Mossad agent's spray-painting spree-- and the stroking of the Jewish ego with promises of dominion, tells me that there is an active campaign by the High Priests to control the Jewish population. This likely has been going on for thousands of years.

There appears to be a battle going on among competing houses of Jews. Guess who wins? ...The ones who do not lie, steal, and defile. The ones who worship God.

The dark sect keeps a very tight rein on dissenting Jews. I don't recall the particulars, but I remember that group of Jews who traveled from New York last year to attend the Holocaust conference in Iran. Shortly after they returned, they found a building of theirs burned to the ground. No one ever discovered the arsonist. Though if I had to take a guess, a Sabbatean or Frankist would properly appear in the lineup.

It would not do to examine the Holocaust too closely, you see...

And the dark sect even has a special term of opprobrium for any who might not agree with its aims: "auto-hater." Who wants to be one of those? "No, it's not that I hate myself, but that I hate all the lying and stealing you people do in my name."

The High Priests in no way act as a guide to God. That's just their cover. In reality, they simply preside over Jewish organized crime. They hold all Jews hostage by both the carrot and the stick. And they give Jews a bad name.

This is how I see it, and I apologize should I get some of the finer points wrong. But it's all a successive approximation in my continuing efforts to understand what makes you act against your true self-interests again and again. ...By, say, flying planes into buildings.

The Jewish mind is neurotic because of the conflict between two ideas that the Jewish mind is forced to hold simultaneously:

1. The desire to live as a valued, honored member of society alongside Christians, and
2. The full knowledge that many walk among you who are actively engaged in destroying that Christian society.

You act toward the destruction of the very society of which you crave being an esteemed member. You want both to be let in and to destroy that which is on the inside.

That's it, isn't it?

This conflict causes neurosis.

You will find that those you trust to show you the path to spiritual fulfillment have actually abused that trust. They have enslaved you and passed among you a code of ethics, the adherence to which leads only to a strengthening of their own political power.

The strengthening of your soul is quite secondary to them. As a matter of fact, they are perfectly willing to damage your soul for their own gain.

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I may later discuss the egregore you inadvertently worship and the golems you have created. You don't know it yet, but these golems threaten to destroy you.