Saturday, May 28, 2016

Sign, sign, everywhere a sign. Blocking out the scenery breaking my mind. Do this don't do that, can't you read the sign.







 Today, surfing the InterTubes I came across a post by a fellow named Scrappy.  In part, he said this:

I heard yet again a commercial about how cops are on the lookout for you, you know who you are, you heinous seat belt law scoffers! Then there was the "Click it or ticket" traffic update on KQNT. This comes on, I shut the radio off or change the station. Then there was the billboard I saw again today that reads "Buzzed = Busted = Broke". These go with the billboard a couple years ago with only the eyes of a man showing and the caption reading "were watching you. Litter and it will hurt". As well as a plethora of other TV and radio commercials of a similar nature.

Do we need to be told like little children that unless we comply and behave we will be caught and punished? Its part of a calculated plan to incrementally foster a cultural mindset of conformity and meekness. Just like the children being taught to never deal with matters themselves, to always get someone in "authority". We have collectively allowed our governing bodies to, mistakenly, come to think of themselves as our leaders. Look around, you will see that term all over. Again, its part of a cultural change. This is how you condition a free people to accept control. You start by telling them that you are only out for safety. Then, well you have made a law so it has to be enforced, right?
Scrappy's most salient point is the insidious and subliminal attack on freedom of thought.

The billboards themselves and the ulterior mission behind them is to incrementally train and condition the proletariat to see and then obey without even knowing that they have been ordered to do the biding of the overseers.

My well trained and conditioned Labrador dog sees my hand move toward my pocket, and slobber instantly drips because she has been subliminally programmed to know that a biscuit will soon be produced.

Putting up a billboard displaying  societal norms and expectations as dictated by Big Brother is no different than biscuits in my pocket.  After a while, no command need be given to extract a desired behavior from a dog, or a person.

Political correctness is being rammed into our subconscious.  What is and is not "Politically Correct" is not democratically or popularly decided upon.  We, the People, have little voice in this discussion.

TV, Radio, internet, print media, etc. ad nauseam, are biscuits in Big Brother's pocket doled out by the growing cadre of Thought Police.

In addition to a leash, Big Brother holds a cat o' nine tails in his other hand.


Sign, sign, everywhere a sign. Blocking out  the scenery breaking my mind.  Do this don't do that, can't you read the sign.

I think I'm gonna puke up my biscuits.

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