Powerism.

 The new thing: not racism not sexism, I call it 'powerism', which actually relates to your spending power.  As Jordan Petersen says, money attracts money', I'd say via a mechanism in a sycophant's brain which filters in anyone remotely related to power (eg the PM) and filters out the rest of us.

No matter your brain power or your investment in an education and the wish to make the world a better place, systems are geared toward the wealthy I mean the uber-wealthy by way of powerism.

I say this because I can't imagine, say, Andrew Little having to pay for this rare drug, Eculizumab, which this family can't afford https://www.newshub.co.nz/home/new-zealand/2022/12/family-s-desperate-plea-as-sick-son-faces-move-to-australia-because-expensive-treatment-not-funded-in-new-zealand.html

This especially grinds after watching Jacinda Ardern flip another cool $3million to Zelensky's corruption fund.

A power surge indicates a drain

 Self Proclaimed Royalty.

There is something terminally bad about relying on technology to do absolutely everything.

Just because tech geeks have invented a whole new genre in thought style, language and function, it doesn't give them the right to then turn around and bamboozle the population that feeds them and cleans their offices.

It doesn't give them the right to exploit these minions for financial gain and personal power.

But they do.

It doesn't give them the right to surreptitiously deploy their expensive tech and coded jargon on an unsuspecting population and then laugh insanely whilst their victims are shredded like paper.

It doesn't give them kudos for originality either when they can use this:  https://chronovisor.ch/?ls=en

Of all the surveillance tools available the cruellest so far is the brain sieve, an implantable brain computer interface (BCI) which the sycophantic media hails as the next messiah in the inexorable march towards transhumanism.  They have been trying it on for ages.  It will permanently connect you to the machine.  The machine lacks emotion, spirituality, honesty and soul, although it is trying to emulate these qualities.  The machine runs the stock market, the futures market, the film industry and the music business.  The machine subtracts creative impulses and reduces them to bits and bytes and turns them into valuable data.  Data is power (ie.money, spending power) Ask Taylor K Smith (Swift is a banking code btw)   That pretty little thing got transformed into a monster media magnate capable of squashing you like a bug if you dare to identify the plagiarism: https://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-10351353/Taylor-Swift-files-dismiss-jury-trial-hit-Shake-Off.html

Then there's the old fashioned surveillance, ex corpore, which Julian Assange endured at the embassy, being recorded and filmed 24/7 and thugs outside waiting to snatch him.*

So to quote Wikipedia (at 30/12/21 anyway): "Taylor Alison Swift was born on December 13, 1989,^[3] at the Reading Hospital in West Reading, Pennsylvania.^[4] Her father, Scott Kingsley Swift, is a former stockbroker for Merrill Lynch;^[5] her mother, Andrea Gardner Swift (née Finlay), is a former homemaker who previously worked as a mutual fund marketing executive" funnily enough,

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The first thing I noticed about Horizons software is it's now called New Horizons Software or NHS.

This is the same acronym as the National Health Service in Britain. Dodge.

teaching, learning. school management, systems management, data acquisition and machine control, this software was used in Great Britain's Postal Service and routinely glitched, leaving postmasters and mistresses around the country being persecuted as thieves.

https://www.legalfutures.co.uk/latest-news/post-office-scandal-inquiry-urged-to-put-more-focus-on-the-lawyers

Some of them committed suicide.

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-10348583/Post-Office-scandal-blamed-FOUR-suicides.html

*sorry, but one of the thugs snatching Julian outside the embassy looks just like the guy who killed Grace Millane and had his name assiduously suppressed for a year. Also the Sargeant in the foreground is familiar: I got stopped at a traffic checkpoint at Albany a few cars ago and he asked fo ID etc, the usual stuff...Peter Baker.  Wayne Cousins, murderer and brit policeman, was here too, data-sharing, quite a euphemism.

SCRIPT KIDDIES

 Harvey Weinstein was my dentist!    say it isn't true..

many times I did relent this: rather me than you...

over, under, countless blunder, time's been led askew

one small word we never heard was how to start anew.

Over under, time's a blunder,  thread the needle through...

Mind is mined and redefined by arseholes just like you! 

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SCRIPT KIDDIES

Script Kiddies......... stand clear

there's a war going on and it's data we fear..

all your little zeroes, data and ones

used to be the heroes, they were number one...

someone put the shoe on the other foot,

locked up all the gates,^^^and it isn't good-

Script Kiddies.........  take a turn

gotta turn this all around before we burn

before we burn, burn, burn, burn,

we gotta turn, turn, turn

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wot

 Last Night I found my Manuscript Missing.

I had approximately six weeks of work, handwritten, hand-drawn, and some quite explicit and even nasty, unedited storylines.  I had put them down in order to photocopy the song.  As some commentators unkindly remark, academia is not what it used to be.  Where a country that has a 'Taylor Swift' University degree and brings such pernicious and putative instruments of pure gouge such as the DMCA so kindly brings us it's culture, whether we like it or not, the law looks right whilst the tech looks left, and vice versa. 

The Law does not have the ears to hear the science, unless it is bundled down into feasible bites as evidence. Science completely ignores the law, all laws except the laws of the dollar; we the people are glamourised by the science, so blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night..

Honest social science attempts to bridge the gap by taking into account all the influences on our psyche, collective and individual, but it is drowned out by the baying chorus of imposters with posh accents, fake pearls, pedigrees and personas. 

Thing is, I am not the only person to get mickey-finned while their publisher gets corporate raided (A mole in red stockings is always useful) 

See the disconnects? I manifest them here, as an unidentified victim of gaslighting, classic gaslighting on a mammoth scale.  A global gaslighting project as evil as slime could never aspire to being.

 

Motoring with Janie

Traffic surveillance for driver distraction.

Distracted driving is dangerous.  

According to Greg Murphy, racing great and road safety advisor to the Prihimana and  Waka Kotahi,  rates of distracted driving delinquency are rapidly rising. 

Greg, who has a lifetime's 'on the road' experience, questions the delay between trialling and formally implementing the traffic surveillance systems which Waka kotahi are trialling.  He reckons immediately notify and fine drivers neglecting to observe safety standards.  It seems the trial and the law are not yet in sync.

Waka Kotahi are doing a sixth months trial of their surveillance of drivers who may be caught using cell phones and if they are driving with one hand, this could be the case.  Or not.  It's those bloody automatics!   

If you are using a stick and shifting gears quite often, which one does in the city or actually any place with a gradient or where there is road works, traffic lights etc, then you will, by default, only have one hand on the wheel!

Speed cameras, traffic surveillance, now a misogynistic surveillance infrastructure:

The surveillance continues, as always, the operation of the systems plus analysis of the data obtained, still well and truly in the hands of operators with ill defined loyalties- do you trust the algorithm?  The surveillance will also see whether people are wearing their seat belts. and there was some consternation over men getting caught driving their mistresses around!  Naturally the tone of the news piece was.."ok fellas we're on your side -driving your side piece to dinner or whatever you do -that's not our business ok- your missus got her hands full taking the kids to school in that old alpha you bought her off Trademe- trust us brother, she'll never know -haha "                                                        

Check out the interviewer's alarmed expression @3.52 :    https://www.newshub.co.nz/home/new-zealand/2022/05/greg-murphy-calls-for-immediate-fines-as-cameras-start-taking-photos-of-auckland-motorists-using-mobile-phones.html  

Of course not, the dude from Waka Kotahi, nzta,  Kane Patena said: "We are very concerned that we protect people's privacy through the course of this trial".  Any data not showing an infringement will be automatically erased after "about 14 minutes"

Privacy hmm....    personally, I find this "six months trial" alarming in that a lot of data could "leak", for example the obvious registration plates, accessories and parts, the famed catalytic convertor, the rare and invaluable, the performance car etc, which all go missing or are more usually counterfeited, which makes the time of theft a far harder thing to pinpoint. 

Our VTNZ was privatised in 1999 and is now controlled by Dekra Se as a majority shareholder since 2013- https://vtnz.co.nz/about-us/our-history/.  Dekra is a German company specialising in testing, certification, vehicle appraisal, etc: https://www.dekra.com/en/dekra-used-car-seal/

Interesting to note that since 2015,VTNZ operates the driver testing for driver licenses, so they pretty much have a monopoly on servicing the industry both at the inspection and safety levels and the used vehicle market.

Distracted driving is dangerous to the max and, according to Greg, is on the cusp of dangerously rising to way above the current estimated cause 8% of the horrendous and unnecessary deaths we are seeing on our roads.  Looking inside a modern car's dashboard it is easy to understand that distraction.  As well as possibly being tempted to answer the phone, the driver is bedazzled by an array of l.e.d.s in painful need of attention.  Considering the boring nature of driving an automatic, and most late model cars are automatic, it is hardly surprising that the values of classic and near classic cars are skyrocketing and the counterfeiting opportunists will be doing very nicely, thank you.  Scotty Kilmer says the best anti-theft device is a stick shift- haha.  Boring driving environments are soporific at best, so add the distractions of the bleeps, winks, bells and whistles of a modern dash to the moronicism of an automatic and it's no wonder drivers get a meta-rash!

Turkeys

 

we’re fucked

First of all, BCI’s.  Brain Computer Interface.*

https://www.wired.com/story/nextsense-wants-to-get-in-your-ears-and-watch-your-brain/

*Believe me, these work.  Subsequent to meeting Donald Marshall I can unequivocally corroborate his assertions regarding the music industry which generates billions in royalties from stolen intellectual property.  They will not want to lose those billions and trillions with which to decimate the human and the natural world.  They present as paedophiles and abusers of the most sordid type. Julian Assange has exposed them and they do not want their secrets to be out.

Hunter Biden is not the war criminal.  Someone seduced and trafficked me when I was seventeen.  He had many passports and used the name of a gospel preacher- Lloyd Tough Chandler, since passed but his family are hurting because the catalogue of his songs has been usurped by a Colquohn, which is french for turkey.

 

I am in a similar position knowing that whenever I walk into a supermarket, bookstore or airport, the piped music will often be my (un-edited) work, which users globally pay trillions of dollars to stream.

The Hunter avatar makes full use of today’s technology.  He was 52 when he got to me. 

https://www.thespaceacademy.org/2021/09/breaking-scientists-have-reversed-time.html

He has a very special watch.  called a chronovisor or something along those lines. One can alter time.

   

It has taken years of living in terror at even the thought of the name LTC to even begin to piece together what happened and to understand that Mr B and many others have used this technology to better themselves financially.

After all the terror, and listening, reading between the lines, I realise it was Woodrow, dressing up as H.B.

Woodrow held the gun to my head and sexually assaulted me in the most depraved and vulgar manner.

I still can't remember

 I still can’t remember

the name of the man who entrapped, beat, burnt and trafficked me to the other side of hell.

He said his name was Lloyd Tough Chandler but after 40 years I finally plucked up the courage to google that name.

According to google, Lloyd Tough Chandler was an itinerant preacher in the southern united states who brought solace and musical comfort to isolated communities during the depression.

I have read some statements by his family that he was a great composer of gospel songs, but all they had left was a wooden trunk of his possessions .

He sang a song, “O,Death” which came to him in a vision.

There was an address in Toronto for Lloyd T. Chandler, but even the memories triggered by the sight of that name caused me to pull away in terror like a frightened mare.

I never heard him once sing a note or say a prayer and he most certainly didn’t look like the gaunt and haunted figure of the preacher.  He looked more like a cross between Charles Bukowski, Ridley Scott and Mussolini (and that’s being kind)

Peter Pan and Wendy must have sent him.

He caught me in a hypnotist’s wave.

 

yes I was taken to that island 

that's My jacket you bitch

 that’s My jacket you bitch

she was introduced to me as ‘Wendy’ by Max, who was always keen on avoiding my mother for some reason.

she had that wiggly ornament around her neck 

Max said, “show her how it works, Wendy,” and she held it up and wiggled it a bit and I saw a flash of light.

she wrote my name in her little black book, I don’t know why but she was really keen to know how old I was and when my birthday was

I think she wrote that down too

also where I was going to go to college when I left school

why she was so interested I didn’t know but for some reason she seemed thrilled about where

that’s the only time I met ‘Wendy’

she looked the same as ms maxwell but her hair was a lighter colour

Max went to NY

he was learning to play the guitar it was a blue fender stratocaster

has anyone noticed that google has spelling issues?

so I saw Epstein across the road from the L.S.C.D. front entrance standing next to the cemetery fence; just once, briefly

I had an amazing teacher at L.S.C.D. All the tutors were hip, shui and cool.  The old school ones were skilled and trained in their disciplines and guest speakers also.

Down the stairs from the main entrance  was ’the dungeon’, a small room across from the showers and opposite Studio 1 where the jazz classes were held.  Jokingly called the dungeon, the main switchboard resided on the wall at the left as you came in.  There was a bench like a pilates machine and other equipment I didn’t really take any notice as I was asked nicely to lie on the bench.

There was an ice blonde, who looked like Anderson Cooper and his cousin, Andrew hairy face.

Rod, the blonde, was snappy and impatient as he adjusted something at the switchboard.

“I can’t get the damn thing to work….” he was muttering….

They measured me. whole body length with extensive discussion about the correct placement of the tape measure

when you are at a school for professional dancers you don’t expect privacy