Greetings, fellow Coppertops! This week's edition of your favorite Fortean prescription will bring you the misadventures of alien abductees, the machinations of Reptilian politicians & the debauchery of the infamous 1%. And as we train our senses to perceive the world as a DC superhero, we'll return once again to the enigma of the Voynich manuscript. Let's get this party started, because I feel I'm getting a cold --do you know how difficult it is to find a decent chicken soup in Zion??
Whitley Strieber's Communion was a New York Times' bestseller, bringing the now-familiar feature of the oval-shaped face with thin lips and huge black eyes to millions of homes; an odd & unparalleled accomplishment for a book dealing with the controversial subject of what we call the alien abduction phenomenon. But after Strieber's popularity in the UFO world somewhat diminished, the public was still craving for more stories of spindly humanoids taking hapless humans from the illusory safety of their homes. In time, a new 'rockstar' in the alien abduction field emerged: Stan Romanek.
I should probably warn you beforehand that I've never really followed Romanek's claims too closely. Perhaps by the time he became a public figure, I wasn't as interested in abductions as I was when I read Strieber's books Communion & Transformation. But the fact remains that I don't find Romanek neither interesting nor particularly credible. Maybe my perception of him is unfairly colored due to the media circus caused by THIS:
Well, it seems the public perception of him is going to be colored even more by this recent news: Romanek has been charged with the felony of possession and distribution of child pornography, after a lengthy investigation which involved an initial search warrant on his personal computer in April of 2013.
Child pornography is probably the one crime that will ensure to raise the hackles of most people in our society. If they'd found a bit of weed or LSD in his house, many folks would have barely bat an eye-lash; but being involved in something related with the abuse of minors will tarnish your reputation instantaneously, and you will be found guilty in the court of public opinion irregardless of the eventual verdict of the law.
Does that mean he did it, though? His wife Lisa has come forward and claims Stan is innocent, which is why he turned himself in to the authorities; she also refuted the media's description of the charges, and that he's only been accused of possession. But then how did the files get into his computer?
Luckily we have years of proof of the hacking and remote access of our computer system. It is or belief that is how they planted whatever is there. We have not been made aware, as we still do not have an attorney in place to advise us off what’s happening. But we will be taking the UFO stuff into the court room!!!!
Hmmm... somehow I don't think any lawyer would find that advisable. We'll try to follow this story as new updates are presented.
Even in the wacky world of UFOs, there are still be subjects which are considered 'too fringe'. Talk about encounters with small androginous Grays or beautiful tall Nordics is all kosher, but when folks start describing the sighting of a hideous Reptilian humanoid some people are just not willing to cross that line.
Is David Icke to blame for the bad cred the Reptilians get these days? There's no denying the 1st thing that pops in your head when you hear his name is 'shape-shifting alien lizardmen are ruling the world!', and even though he seems to have distanced himself from the accusations against the royal family & other powerful personalities which he made at the beginning of his career, by now it's already too late: 'Till the day he dies, he'll forever be remembered as the Reptilian guy --just as poor Whitley Strieber will always remain the 'anal probe guy', but such is the cruel world of cultural memes...
But that's only part of the equation, because we need to acknowledge that if the Reptilian meme is running rampant in our social networks, is because it rings a bell with a big chunk of the population. From a psychological POV it makes sense to distance yourself from the people you find detestable, and what better way than to dehumanize them completely? The gap between Us & Them turns from ideological to biological.
Which brings us to the next Red Pill: New Zealand PM John Key was recently compelled to state publicly that he is in fact, not a member of our Draconian overlords, due to a Official Information Act (OIA) request submitted by an Auckland man, in which he asked for "any evidence to disprove the theory that Mr John Key is in fact a David Icke style shapeshifting reptilian alien ushering humanity towards enslavement".
"To the best of my knowledge, no. Having been asked that question directly, I've taken the unusual step of not only seeing a doctor but a vet, and both have confirmed I'm not a reptile," a smiling Mr Key said today."So I'm certainly not a reptile. I've never been in a spaceship, never been in outer space, and my tongue's not overly long either."
Noticed how he conveniently left the 'humanity enslavement' part out in his response? Those clever fiends!
Ok, so (maybe) there are no shape-shifting aliens running the world, but that doesn't mean those in the highest echelons of power are NOT cold-blooded when it comes to screwing the 99%, if by doing so they can increase their stock-holdings' value or their Christmas bonus.
Just how out of touch with reality are these privileged members of the 1%? Read the article written by Economics writer Kevin Roose, in which he described what he saw in a very secretive Wall Street party he managed to sneak in. The yearly event is organized by the Kappa Beta Phi WS fraternity in order to welcome its new members, and it gathers some of the most wealthy & powerful men in the financial sector & private industry.
So I already know what you're thinking: You'd expect some type of Bohemian Grove kind of shit, with statues of Moloch in every corner & Roman-style orgies worthy of Kubrick's Eyes Wide Shut, right? Boy are you gonna be disappointed!
Instead of invocations to Lam, Roose only observed the attended enjoying racks of lamb & foie gras, and the closest to a topless model wearing a Venetian mask were the Kappa Beta Phi 'neophytes' or new inductees, all dressed in drag & performing silly numbers in front of a bunch of the drunken senior members:
Warren Stephens, an investment banking CEO, took the stage in a Confederate flag hat and sang a song about the financial crisis, set to the tune of “Dixie.” (“In Wall Street land we’ll take our stand, said Morgan and Goldman. But first we better get some loans, so quick, get to the Fed, man.”)
The neophytes – who had changed from their drag outfits into Mormon missionary costumes — broke into their musical finale: a parody version of “I Believe,” the hit ballad from The Book of Mormon, with customized lyrics like “I believe that God has a plan for all of us. I believe my plan involves a seven-figure bonus.”
No human sacrifices; no hunt of homeless; not even a fucking pentagram! The fraternity's Latin motto “DUM VIVAMUS EDIMUS ET BIBERIMUS” (while we live, we eat & we drink) perfectly captures the mindframe of these individuals: It's all about consume, consume, consume & let the rest of the world pick up the tab. And there's still plenty of young & brilliant men getting in line to fulfill their champagne wishes & caviar dreams, knowing fully well that only a handful of them will be able to reach the top while the rest will be ground to bits & chewed by the same merciless machinery they're willing to devote their lives to --which is why so many young bankers end up committing suicide & sparking a few conspiracy theories along the way!
It's not about Moloch, but about the 'ole Mighty Buck.
After the final installment of Christopher Nolan's Dark Knight Trilogy, many one-percenters began to fear how the rest of the world would turn against them. In The Dark Knight Rises they saw the cinematic fulfillment of what the Occupy Wall Street movement failed to accomplish: A return to the Terror of the French Revolution.
Speaking of dark crusaders, I'd like to introduce to you Daniel Kish a.k.a. the Batman: he was born totally blind & therefore is devoid of any type of visual memory, so had no option but to train & sharpen the remainder of his senses --namely his hearing-- in order to make sense of the world around him. The results are nothing short of amazing:
Yes, I know that Daredevil would've been a more fitting name, my comic-fan readers; nevertheless Daniel's acquisition of what could only be described as echo-location is a remainder of how limited our perception of reality normally is. Our senses are pretty awesome, but they only detect a TINY sliver of what's surrounding us. To a multi-dimensional entity, we would perhaps be like those sad little blind fish living in the lake inside a dark cave. How would you begin to explain to a blind fish what a star is?
Daniel's story also makes me wonder: how would his dreams be like? And what would happen if he had an NDE?
They say the best secrets are hidden in plain sight. There's hardly a better example of this than the arcane Voynich manuscript, which we discussed during this month yet we're forced to revisit on account of recent developments in the field of Voynichology --wouldn't that be an impressive title to introduce yourself in a bar?
As reported by honorable mentor at The Daily Grail, professor Stephen Bax --a specialist in Applied Linguistics at the University of Bedfordshire in the U.K.--is claiming that he's managed to decode a few words from the manuscript & is asking for help from his peers to continue with the cryptographic process. The key by which he managed to identify the word 'Taurus' alongside a picture of seven stars which are presumably the Pleiades, is slightly reminiscent of the way the legendary linguist Champollion succeeded in deciphering the Egyptian hieroglyphs by relying on the Rosetta stone:
I hit on the idea of identifying proper names in the text, following historic approaches which successfully deciphered Egyptian hieroglyphs and other mystery scripts, and I then used those names to work out part of the script. The manuscript has a lot of illustrations of stars and plants. I was able to identify some of these, with their names, by looking at medieval herbal manuscripts in Arabic and other languages, and I then made a start on a decoding, with some exciting results.
You can find Bax's academic paper here, and here's a 47-minute video in which he explains his work with the Voynich here. Professor Bax is also planning to give a conference next June in which he'll focus on the language of the manuscript.
So far there's no telling on whether this partial decoding of the Voynich confirms or refutes the theory that it was written on a lost form of ancient Náhuatl, as it was proposed by botanist Tucker & retired information technology researcher Talbert a few weeks ago. What seems to be undeniable by now is that the Voynich is definitely NOT a hoax, as some skeptics had proposed in the past.
Could it be that 2014 will go down in history as the year we decoded the enigmatic Voynich manuscript? Let's hope it doesn't turned out to be just a forgotten cookbook of Aztec recipes!
Until next time, this is RPJ jacking out. Advising you to open your eyes --all 3 of them.