Archive for the ‘conspiracy’ Category

Concordia Guy Is Losing It

March 28, 2007

Greed, Groucho:54, 6006 YD (later)

I really think the Concordia Movement guy is losing (or has lost) it. Grok: Discordianism Linked With Ong’s Hat Cult

Lookey-Likeys

January 29, 2007

Pride, Chico:70, 6006 YD

FROM: Ramses Colossus,
Quinti-Primi Illuminati, Hermes Trismegistus Cabal

TO: Baron von Hoopla, KSC
Esoteric Order Of Eris, Kaufman Kabal

In response to your recent query, yes, you are correct to doubt the authenticity of the video you saw, purporting to show the hanging of Saddam Hussein, it was in fact a fake. It was not really Saddam who hanged, but was instead what we in the Invisible College refer to as a “lookey-likey”.

Perhaps you have heard of the mid-90’s American film entitled Face Off?
The plot here is remarkably similar. Saddam Hussein was smuggled into the USA in 2004 CE and has his face switched with “comedian” Andy Dick, while Andy Dick had his face switched with Hussein’s, then was stuffed into the “spider hole” in Iraq. So, if Andy Dick seems to have been acting slightly erratically lately, now you know why.

And yes, it was Andy Dick who was hanged. No harm no foul, eh Hoops?

Here’s a tidbit for you and your imaginary readers: The man who funded Saddam’s smuggling into the USA is a “lookey-like” himself . . . He was the man known to the world as Comte de St. Germain; he was the man some knew as Giuseppe Balsamo, but was better known as Count Cagliostro; he told Edgar Allen Poe that his name was Arthur Gordon Pym; some knew him as Indian Prince Dakkar, the basis for Captain Nemo; he was the inventor of the enormous airships spotted in the skies all over North America in the second half of the Nineteenth Century; he got Charles Fort interested in the paranormal; he taught Harry Houdini everything he knew; he invented rock n roll in 1948; he staged the Roswell Incident, and then headed the MJ-12 investigation into the same incident; he was the man with the umbrella at the JFK Assassination; he convinced Bob Dylan to go electric; he turned Charlie Manson onto LSD; he introduced Timothy Leary to the 8-Circuit Model of Human Consciousness; he telepathically contacted both Philip K. Dick and
Robert Anton Wilson; he introduced Pierre Plantard to the concept of the Priory of Sion; he invented both Disco and Punk Music; he trained the rabid mutant amphibious rabbit which attacked President Jimmy Carter; he told Carlos Castenada that his name was Don Juan Matus; he convinced George Lucas to make Howard the Duck; and then in 1990, when an almost unknown actor decided to kill himself after being fired from the American sitcom Roseanne he took the man’s face, and assumed his life, in a desire to live a relaxing, life of luxury . . . that man? None other than George Clooney. Of course, his real name is WiseAss Pomal Coleslaw

Toodles,

Ramses

More On Conspiracy

March 23, 2006

If you are the type of person who hasn’t warmed to the concept of vast conspiracies I would urge you to look deeply into the case of Roberto Calvi, then come back and chat with me as to whether or not your opinion has changed at all.

I would be most interested to read the results.

Conspiracy

March 22, 2006

I’ve been thinking about conspiracies lately. For years I loathed the notion of conspiracies . . . being fond of Forteana since birth I found I was always wading waist-deep through pools of conspiracy; probably the reason I avoided UFO literature for so long, it’s a genre hammered together piecemeal from hundreds of nutcases’ progressively more bizarre persecution fables. Give me ghosts and bigfoot any day of the week, was my former opinion.

Looking back, I would say that all changed when my interest in the Jack the Ripper case matured in my 20s. The case is rife with conspiracy. To avoid the notion in investigating that case is to ignore at least 75% of the information available. I had always been interested in the case for some morbid reason I still don’t fully understand, but around the age of 20 stumbled across the Diary Of Jack The Ripper, a fascinating bit of writing, fiction or otherwise . . . I won’t go into the case at length here, or I would be writing all day, suffice to say that from the Diary Of Jack The Ripper I stumbled onto The Final Solution which deals primarily with a HUGE Royal conspiracy. A conspiracy which is sniffed at by many Ripperologists, and I’m not certain I believe it myself, but nonetheless it is a fascinating read.

I was hooked.

The Watergate caper proved that large-scale conspiracy certainly did happen, which made me doubt my old doubts. When you start to doubt your doubts you can easily fall into infinite regression, which is the path to insanity, or perhaps enlightenment. If you’re lucky. For me it lead closer and closer to agnosticism. To believe anything fully was beginning to look like folly. 9/11 eventually happened, and the conspiracies followed snapping at its heels. The shock was so new that to doubt any of the standard stories was to be branded a paranoid conspiracy nutcase, but like Charles Manson pointed out “being totally paranoid is being totally aware”, which has some truth in it.

Recently I have been introduced to the concept of “zeteticism”, which could be described as being skeptical about everything, including your own skepticism. Insanity? Perhaps, but it seems to help me from being lulled into the somnambulism “they” want to keep us all in. You would imagine I live in state of constant fear, and yet, strangely, since beginning to hold this philosophy I have felt more at peace than I ever did before.

My point?

Paranoia is the key to inner peace.

Do you believe THAT?