After sharing a letter last night in my diary, I decided to include two more insulting corporation born letters, telling us how to behave. They’re meant to be “calls to action” regarding the race relations tinder box that Mama and Papa are gleefully (but with oh so serious faces) sprinkling gasoline upon. One from Best Buy, the other from the A.D.A.
The annoying part is that one can’t easily see the real reason for these mechanical and synchronized outpourings of fake sympathies and support.
Although, it has happened before, with the results either currently unfolding or unfolded in full.
With women, it’s been a slightly different, if not longer, story.
The laws and rules which came under the guise of “equality” and “protection” are the boiled down nuggets left over from population control program policies.
Being citizens of an internationally famous free country (let alone born and raised to believe as much) it was going to take a whole lot of fancy dancing and side shuffling to slip our handcuffs on without us making any fuss.
Everything that was done, had to be done in ye old gingerbread house (Hansel and Gretel) style.
It had to look good, as if we were being given favors; fast tracked careers, high profile positions and an astonishing flooding of imagery in media that allowed for women to enjoy unlimited and celebrated exaggerations of their physical attractions, importance over males and physical powers.
Up to and including cold blooded mamas kicking melancholy men, begging for a second snuggle, out of their beds first thing in the morning and tiny 80 pound female police detectives karate chopping down 300 pound assailants with ease.
Then, by the time we’re being checked for the fatty fingers indicating our readiness for the witch’s oven, we get to understand (too late) that
It’s all been hype. Shadows and bowl sugar…all for one simple reason.
To keep females off their backs and away from mass producing more units than the plantations need.
If one believes I was too crude in my summation, then one needs only read the cut and dry strategies… of long-ago written words which bond our “equal rights” actions directly to the population program.. to understand that I’m entitled to a little forgiveness, if not complete.
For I am, still a woman myself.
One can’t get any more cut nor more dry than the straight forward approaches they NEEDED to take to our “severe problem” of daring to produce babies when Master told us “No!” (There’s even a couple of deeply insulting references-just in case a diehard feminist, who supports the UN completely, happens to get introduced to what she and her sisters actually mean to Papa.)
Same thing with the recent synchronized and mechanical sympathies for developmentally disabled folks (which I’m also a lifelong member of).
Except in our case, the process carries a reverse engineered feel. Considering the earliest laws on what to do with “autistic” children and how to monitor us came as early as 2000..a healthy handful of years before society became aware that any such epidemic was heading our way, if not in the making.
The results are the same.
A new and separate constitution specifically designed for mentally handicapped folks was crafted by the UN.
https://www.un.org/development/desa/disabilities/convention-on-the-rights-of-persons-with-disabilities.html
While, through courtesy of our greedy and backstabbing politicians (who somehow forgot what constitution they served and how many young men died screaming in the name of protecting it) all unconstitutional intrusions became law.
It’s another set of handcuffs slipped on. Mandating things like who we can or cannot have sex with, where we work and who controls our finances. Although less fancy footwork and caution has been executed. We, as the disabled have never been given the same measure of respect as “normal” folk due to a couple of reasons-
A-most of the population sees themselves as the givers of unsolicited pity instead of the receivers.
B-we’ve always been ridden along the roughshod ways per being seen as too slow to know or do much of anything anyway.
A casual glance at any Down Syndrome ‘infanticide’ can tell you that.
So, I guess I answered my own question, after looking at the two best major examples , where identically worded outpourings of “understanding” and calls of action were drafted, sealed and delivered to the world.
By a “government” which, as was clearly stated in our constitution, we human being citizens weren’t supposed to be obligated to…nor enslaved by.
As if all the grown adults in the world de evolved overnight into diapers and had to relearn the simple ABCs of common decency and correct human behavior.
With Mama UN and the Papa papacy right there to hand out insulting lesson planners to billions of we the “Neanderthal type idiots”…as if we couldn’t tie our shoelaces without their step by step instruct. Or, basically and literally, anything else for that matter.
Yup. One can get a good picture as to where this “sympathy and organized alarm ringing for blacks” scheme is heading.
As a woman, with developmental disabilities and black as I am..it’s in no other direction than the very worst of them all-the enslavement which was promised.
Layered thick with faux caring and intensive and transparent mockery. Behind the creepiest wooden smiles ever on this side of “Sincerity”.
Executed by a race of folks so convinced of their “invisible invincibility” and so confident in the “genius” of their perpetually running Opposite Day strategies ..
that it will actually (maybe) be somewhat of a mass cringe in the pit of billions of tummies when names are finally put to the (otherwise friendly, highly respected and trusted ) faces of the high financed and psychopathic nut-jobs that subjected us to these fake sympathies and dragged us through hell bound paces over the course of eighty years and as they are still doing on this very day.
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