John McAfee died last week. They say he killed himself. No one, of course, believes this, except the authorities who “investigated” it. McAfee assured the public he’d never do this, tweeting, “If I kill myself, I didn’t. I was wacked. Look at my right arm.” His right arm had a tattoo with “wacked” written under it.
Of course, others before McAfee had also publicly declared they’d never commit suicide. Countless examples of this are provided in my book Hidden History. Deborah Jeane Palfrey, the “DC Madam” whose book of clients threatened to expose much of the Deep State, declared in an interview with Alex Jones that she would never take her own life. Shortly afterwards, she was found hanged. No establishment “journalist” questioned that then, and they aren’t questioning McAfee’s “suicide” now.
I had John McAfee on my radio program “I Protest” twice. He was a swashbuckler from another era, the kind of rugged individualist that was probably common in frontier days. He was strongly critical of our corrupt leaders, and particularly called them out for their unconstitutional lockdown and absurd “pandemic.” A June 7 tweet, appearing to come from McAfee’s Twitter account, listed an address to check if something were to happen to him.
The address just happened to be that of a twelve story beachfront property in Surfside, Florida, which collapsed in a 9/11 Building 7-style manner last week. Or a few weeks after McAfee’s tweet. If this tweet was really from him, it is an exploding, not smoking, gun. I’m still trying to contact his wife to see if she can verify it.
Speaking of that collapse, a lot of the same elements we have seen in most mass casualty events going back at least to the 2011 Gabby Giffords shooting, were present here. A much-interviewed family that escaped miraculously, and flashed the same inappropriate smiles and laughter that we’ve seen so often before. A boy pulled from the rubble early on, who looked remarkably clean and unscathed considering the situation. Rescuers who seem to be standing on top of the still uncleared rubble in most every photo, doing very little rescuing.
Now I’m asking questions here that very few others will. Certainly no “investigative” reporter will. This country doesn’t have investigative journalism, outside of the radical skeptics on the internet, who are being increasingly censored. I’m certainly not alone in questioning how a building can just fall like that, without even the fanciful jet fuel cocktail the government wrote into their impossible 9/11 script. It certainly looked like a demolition. Nothing like this has ever happened in this country, to my knowledge. If this was the result of the “new normal” construction standards, everyone living in high level apartments should be looking at other housing options.
Well, there aren’t really any options for most living in apartments, given the price of real estate, and the pathetically low wages at the bottom of the employment market. So I guess they’ll just have to live in even more fear. Being scared your building might collapse is at a whole new fear level beyond terrorism and the deadly virus.
Unfortunately, millions of Americans may have to get used to this new fear. The Biden administration is portraying single family homes, especially those in the suburbs, as “racist.” Well, what isn’t racist nowadays, you might ask. But if they are successful in rezoning areas, and injecting pockets of section 8 housing into formerly idyllic neighborhoods, the last vestiges of America 1.0 will disappear down the memory hole. I live in one of these wonderful neighborhoods. You can literally hear a pin drop while walking the entire loop of homes. Enjoy it while you can, if you have it.
I watch a lot of old movies, as Grandpa Simpson once said. They are more comforting than ever now. That world- with its general civility and order, more attractive and fit people, and superior infrastructure, stands in stark contrast to the corrupt and decadent present mess. You should probably load up on DVDs while you can. Given the increasingly authoritarian climate, it’s only a matter of time until every film made prior to 2000 is banned from television. Certainly those produced before 1960 or so are especially objectionable to “woke” sensibilities.
The same thing goes for old television shows. Buy DVD sets of The Andy Griffith Show, Leave it to Beaver, Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies and other similarly entertaining programs. They, too, depict a different world. A different universe. A different reality. And music- much of the classic stuff we listened to in the ‘60s-’80s era contains lyrics which are verboten in identity politics. I’m sure Under my Thumb by the Rolling Stones is beloved by feminists everywhere.
But then again, feminism is being destroyed by transgenderism. I’ve pointed out to a few feminists that it is particularly absurd for a male to just be able to arbitrarily declare himself a woman, and be instantly placed on a par with biological females who, in some cases, have been fighting for women’s rights for many years. What does “women’s rights” even mean now, in the LGBTQ age? I’m sure I might have missed a letter or two there. I don’t even know what some of the letters stand for.
It is my fervent hope that Asians, Hispanics, and other nonwhites who are not Black, will start “identifying” as Black. They really ought to; it’s definitely the thing to do now. That might bring the entire house of virtue signaling down, given that it’s all driven by intense anti-Whiteness and ridiculously over the top Black worship. I don’t think many Blacks will be as tolerant as most women seem to be, over that kind of appropriation. It is certainly just as legitimate for a 5 foot tall Chinese woman to “identify” as a 6’5 Black male, as it is for biological males to be magically converted into “transgendered” females.
Our corrupt and authoritarian masters, and their destruction of a more sane and orderly society, compel me to almost always sound pessimistic. I have said more than once that I’d like to focus on some sliver of hope, but there just doesn’t seem to be any. Well, that has perhaps changed a bit in recent weeks. Uncharacteristically irate parents, especially in my neighboring Loudon County, Virginia, are taking their horrific school board members to task. For the insidious, anti-White “Critical Race Theory.” For “transgender story time” and other cultural atrocities our kids are being subjected to.
I’ve seen White and Black parents berate these arrogant “public servants,” and the only response thus far has been for the school boards to rely on their police power to eject the unruly speakers.. The same police, by the way, who “conservatives” continue to think are on “our” side. They’re not. If that isn’t obvious by now, I don’t know what else to say. But even with armed law enforcement, and the always silent press, shielding them from the scrutiny they so richly deserve, these school board members must be feeling just a bit apprehensive.
It’s one thing to hit White America over the head with continuous “White Privilege” and “White Supremacy” fairy tales. It’s quite another to subject their six year olds to a vicious “theory” that crushes their self-esteem and brands them as villains before they’ve even had a chance to start living. Watching some of the exceptionally articulate White students take these “educators” to task is awe-inspiring. I was especially moved by one teenage girl’s tearful account of a very sad, abusive upbringing, and how it offended her to hear that she had benefited from “White Privilege.”
Maybe, just maybe, we are finally starting to reach a tipping point. I’ve said many times that Americans, and in particular White Americans, don’t seem to have a tipping point. Perhaps these parents are about to prove me wrong. It appears that they may very well have reached the tipping point.
Many of us have been looking at things the wrong way; instead of expecting leaders at the national level to “fix” things and save us, we should have been working, like the parents in Loudon County and elsewhere, on being the change we seek. There is a far better chance of reform coming from the bottom up, than from the top down. If some school board members get recalled, and others are frightened into doing the right thing, one of our many problems- the deplorable schools- might well be solved.
Don’t wait for any mainstream outlet to uncover anything. They aren’t capable of, or allowed to do that. If enough angry parents come together, reform may come. And once those “tiny ripples of hope” that RFK talked about start cascading upwards from the level of school boards, anything is possible. A president that isn’t a laughingstock. A majority honest Congress. A Supreme Court devoted to constitutional law. A populace free to enjoy their natural born civil liberties.
Hi Donald…. I continue to love your work. Keep it up!
Don, I've been meaning to comment on here for a while, but haven't gotten around to it until now. Ever since I discovered you on Jeff Rense (not the biggest fan of Jeff, but I'm a fan of you), I have listened to you anywhere and any chance I can get. You put into words perfectly what I've been feeling over the years, but I can't express myself half as well as you can, so thank you for being a voice of reason, sanity, and true free-thought (not the free thought that so many "progressives" atheists promote. Ironically a lot of these same people call themselves "skeptics"....when what they really are are apologists for the regime/oligarchy.....but that's another discussion for another day.)
Anyway, I know you get discouraged often, but please keep doing what you are doing, because it's not in vain. You are a true voice of the people and are making a difference. I could relate to the article you wrote on the blog about the bullying you encountered and how it has made you a little oversensitive. I, too, was bullied terribly in school and because of that, to this day, I struggle with over-sensitivity and insecurity. I'm not feeling sorry for myself or casting myself as a victim. I'm just stating a battle I fight often.
Thanks again, Don, for all of your work. It is certainly a treasure.