Town Hall the other night, there was the unfortunate spectacle of some of the audience members being given the third degree by a left wing apparatchik who stood over them with a clipboard and said “The 2020 election was one of the most transparent and honest in history, and Donald Trump keeps lying about it and saying that it was stolen. Why does he keep doing that?”, or words to that effect. The interviewer didn’t say it to just one person. It was the same question to at least the first three people he spoke to. I couldn’t watch it any more, because it was one of the most disturbing things I’ve seen anyone do in the media for a long time. I said it reminded me of Big Brother and “Bad Think” in 1984, in which you will agree with the party even though common sense and logic tells you it is wrong. The thought police are demanding your thoughts are kept in line with the official ‘truth’. You have no thoughts in fact, other than what CNN tells you to have. That wasn’t even a question this man in the grey suit was asking. That was a blatant attempt to gaslight and bulldoze a false narrative into the heads of anyone who was watching. It was beyond appalling.
See no evil, hear no evil, and Trump lies about everything. That’s right, ISN’T IT?
Last night I got the idea to watch 1984 the movie. I couldn’t find it at first because I was looking for 1984. There are a number of movies called 1984, some of them are the Orwell 1984, but this particular one, starring John Hurt and Richard Burton in his last film appearance, is spelled out as Nineteen Eighty Four. I started watching it, and the first thing I realized was that the dystopian future that was being conveyed wasn’t actually as bad as the actual dystopia were are living in now, almost 30 years later. For a start Oceania was completely homogeneous. The movie opens up with a sea of mostly young white faces in some depressing auditorium, watching the weekly propaganda on a giant screen. Compared with the third world shitholia that London and a lot of European cities looks like today, it was refreshingly wholesome, albeit somewhat grubby.
1984 – Miscegenation absent here.
There were no ‘transpeople’, no morbidly obese beetus scooter riders, no pussy hat wearing feminists, no fentanyl druggies or Hunter Biden crack heads, and no minorities with special issues demanding that they take precedence over the vast majority. No extremist religious lunatics. The Big Brother Telescreen didn’t have someone doing sign language taking up half the space for instance. It was almost a pleasant and yes, ableist soothing space. Everyone had a common purpose , to fight against one enemy and to make things better for everyone. What a concept! No mass immigration, no watering down of the laws, and no globalist agenda. These people were united as one front against a common enemy who is named Emmanuel Goldstein. The Big Brother propaganda continually states that the people have successfully defeated the enemy, who among other things, has used pornography and degeneracy to poison the minds of everyone, nevertheless the threat still remains. I’m paraphrasing a lot of this, but I only watched the first 20 minutes or so, because it was late and I was falling asleep.
Al Goldstein, the wholesome and good looking creator of Screw Magazine
Regarding the future that we live in now, Orwell had some of it right. The 24/7 Telescreen propaganda is 100% correct. The rewriting of history and memory holing of the facts is correct. The Thought Police are real, but there is other stuff Orwell didn’t foresee. The rise of globalism, the climate change religion, and the cultural dilution of white countries brought about by an endless stream of third world migration and the associated crime, intolerance and general unpleasantness that is often associated with it.
In 1969 “Melting Pot’” was a hit song by Blue Mink, a British group. Wikipedia says the song has assimilationist undertones, but I am quite sure that’s not how 99.9% of the people hearing it in 1969 thought about it. The world was going to be one big beautiful meting pot of coffee colored people. We were going to live in the pod, eat the bugs, own nothing and be happy. Both of the songwriters (white guys) are in their 80’s today. I wonder how they think about it now?
This should be on high rotation in every market.