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Jul 13, 2022Liked by Donald Jeffries

Speaking of dinosaurs, which I loved as a kid, they lasted over 170 million years and without government and through all the natural changes the earth experienced. Man will not make it through the next 500-1,000 years. He is not nearly as smart as the dinosaurs nor as resilient.

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Jul 13, 2022Liked by Donald Jeffries

Well said Donald. Thanks for sharing!

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Jul 14, 2022Liked by Donald Jeffries

Don, great nostalgia. thank you. I think you were born for this. Very few have a gift for critical thinking at so young an age.. I wish I could go back and talk to my 1969 8 year old self watching the moon landings on the black and white screen with my Dad. Oh my.

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Jul 14, 2022·edited Jul 14, 2022Liked by Donald Jeffries

Like you Donald, I have often imagined conversing with my childhood self. This happens most when I return to a place that I last visited as a child. I imagine telling the chlld-that-I-was, all the places I would go, all the crazy things I would learn, all the bizarre things I would witness, and all the unbelievable adventures I would have before I set foot on this spot again. To that child, it would sound like the most incredible fiction. I stopped reading fiction at age 17, when I realized that nothing someone could invent, could match real life.

This fact was solidified for me in my early twenties. I found myself seated at a bar, having a conversation with a guy next to me. Somehow, the topic turned to snake bites. I told this man that one of the childish questions that I used to pester adults with was: what happens if a skydiver lands on a poisonous snake? Of course, the answer I always got was: that would never happen. This guy told me that indeed, it had happen to him while he was in training for the Army in a southern state. The rattlesnake bit him. After that, I knew that whatever someone made up in a story, it had already happened to someone in real life.

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Don, in your paragraph where you say "all the sweet girls you've known". . .Willie Nelson singing crashed in.

As always, I LOVE reading anything & everything you write

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Jul 13, 2022Liked by Donald Jeffries

Wow! Danger: Dinosaurs was the first book that I borrowed from the library when I moved up to an "adult" library card from the kid's section! Haven't thought about that in years, but it made such an impression on me at the time. I still remember the name "Spencer"...thanks so much for a memory from better times

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As usual a great read, bravo! I am always just confused that you do not have more people on your substack. I think many on the conservative or truth community whatever we call it are stuck on stupid and in denial on just how be things are in this country.

Beside consisting of political commentary, your writing on Substack has a creative free-flow that really gets the brain juices flowing. Adding your personal experience and perspective makes your work unique as it shows your sincere feelings as you watch the decay accelerate.

You guide your readers along for the ride to observe the fall of America with clarity. We may wish to turn away and plant our heads in the sand, but like Virgil guiding Dante you help us see the pathway through this surreal American hell-scape.

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Yet another opus level work from Author Donald Jeffries! If there were microphones involved, we would have replaced hundreds of them by now because keeps dropping them at the end of his pieces. Excellent as always Don! Perhaps we can break down the 1.0 Americans into different phylum or classes? 1.0 (a) and 1.0 (b). (a) denoting the people who were awake but saw it all stolen from them while they could nothing about it and (b) denoting the people who languished in helping and watching the (a) class, lose everything for the enjoyment of it or as it were "just" as in a sporting match.

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Jul 14, 2022·edited Jul 14, 2022Liked by Donald Jeffries

We share about half of this, while the other half we stand poles apart. I was an obsessive reader from about age 9. I'd read Orwell, and Huxley, as well as HG Wells by age 12. I pretty much took them to heart at the time and have remained pessimistic about the future all my life. I loved the robots more in Jetsons. We got them anyway. Not that they turned out so cutesy or desirable after all. I didn't see that coming until their arrival.

Asthma didn't see me doing much by way of sports, but swimming cured my asthma and made me very fit and wiry, my Aries nature, along with a lot of mass bullying as a kid, Asperger's has plagued my life socially, made me independent and cynical and a fighter. I fought and beat every bully in every school I attended, scouts, army, workplaces and even in the streets. That naturally extended to authority and establishment and I never have known the need to comply with anything just because it was accepted even universally. Like you I did not seek to be contrarian, though my family and wives have seen me that way. I just don't accept the argument "everyone else is doing it or agrees". Actually experience has taught me to look twice when that is the case. I'd say today the fact the majority goes one way, is a sure bet that's the wrong way but I still treat everything equally. I look before I leap, whichever direction. I'm definitely the one guy in the room who will disagree or raise questions and that flutter of movement and sighs, with a few catcalls which arise even before I've finished talking is like an old friend. Merely sticking one's head up from the mob enrages the mob.

Large crowds are stupider directly in proportion to their numbers. A small enough group will actually listen and I can turn around the group with the right observations but it has to be a very small group. If I could go back in time, there's a handful of my own actions at the time I would warn against. These are mainly things I did which I have come to regret. Mainly offenses to others which I will have to answer for on judgement day. Things which may not have affected my life but which at the time at least, did hurt others who did not deserve this. A few times I bedded girls because I could, not because I should have or had any further interest in them as people. Just because someone offers themselves up for humiliation, doesn't mean that one should take up the offer. I wish I'd never been unfaithful to any woman, yet I was too many times.

On the other hand, while I was quite sexually active earlier than most, despite the boasts of most boys, which I rapidly realised were rubbish. I could have used one bit of advice from myself today. Most of those girls I didn't dare try it on with, but wanted to, would have been perfectly willing. So many missed opportunities. Being the quiet, well mannered nerdy guy who still stood up against the worst of the system and bullies, made me very popular with the girls, even if they rarely would admit it publicly. I was astonished to find this out when I was given the opportunity by some, who would actually be among the mocking crowd who bullied me publicly. Their honesty in private, admitting they saw me as a hero, was a surprise. "the only man in the whole school" when I was 15 and being told by my then girlfriend, who was the one not to be ashamed to be seen with me, that I was a big hit with all the girls. That was an eye opener though and after Debbie I did lose my shyness with girls and benefitted greatly in the sack. I guess this explains why my life has been plagued too often by following my small penis brain. Women have been a constant drain on my happiness. My age has now shrivelled up that brain enough I can enjoy my freedom of being alone. So many wasted years trying to make women happy. The two faced nature of people was not nice to learn about. How people can be one thing in public and another entirely privately. With me what you see is what you get. My few friends appreciate this about me above all I've bene told. What that is however, is too much for most.

I have learned that bullies are created by the subservience and cravenness of the majority. In person bullies fall to pieces very fast when someone stands up to them, even if a beating is what it takes. A few became friends, as I learned they weren't even bullies, just independent people who went against the crowd, same as me.

The rest of my choices, while they caused my regrets and problems over time, have turned into the right choices for me as yours have for you. I value my independence now and no longer wish I could be part of the crowd. I value the experience I have, even if going to jail, becoming a pariah, making bad enemies in high places may not have seemed like great results at the time. Somehow I saw my future with remarkable prescience though and some of that is rather depressing. yet I'd not swap my poverty and near outcaste status with society with my brothers' wealth, if it meant I had to be dishonest and lacking empathy for one or a dumb prick who never heard anything from his TV or the establishment he doubted for a moment for the other.

The thought of being a masked cuck who talks confidently about the merits of one or the other phoney political party, talks about evil Russians and the Chinese who are supposedly encroaching on our Aussie shores, about the good fortune we have in the USA having bases here "to protect us", and of lining up for the next super great "vaccine" for the terrifying invisible monster lurking just outside my door makes me want to vomit.

I'm not that glad for company. I'm sociable enough anytime, but already know that in larger doses I start pissing in everybody's punchbowl, and I find the average intelligence of people to be depressing and frustrating. I prefer intelligent company, so mostly my rabbits and myself. Not the rabbits, but this hermit's life I did foresee by the time I was a teenager. I used to think pessimism was a desirable thing, so cultivated it. Unfortunately it has me unable to enjoy the good times, because as good as it gets, the most I obsess over the coming loss. Turns out I was wrong though. Historically despite pessimism, I was regularly disappointed. So I try not to predict too much about what's coming. It always turns out that despite everyone mocking my pessimism and "conspiracy theorist" attitude, things always turn out even worse than I could have imagined. So better not to jinx things I guess. Besides, there seems no point. Nobody ever listens to me, it never helps anyone prepare any better and if any of them are still around by the time things pan out, the best I get is congratulations on being right, again. It makes no difference to next time, the same people still fail to take me seriously. These days, informed by the last 2 years in particular, my rule of thumb has become "all conspiracy theories are probably true" It saves time.

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Jul 14, 2022Liked by Donald Jeffries

I am now listening on Audible to "The Ministry of Truth" by Dorian Lynskey and it is refreshingly full of rich truth and wisdom. I recently came across a term by Herbert Marcuse "Repressive DeSublimation" and it is making perfect sense. When "they" work on making everything substantial, foundational, sentimental, sacred, cherished---to be blaze then the make us to be apathetic. When you don't stand for anything--then you will fall for anything. Eric Arthur Blair (George Orwell) was a visionary and few took sufficient heed to his warnings. With asshats like Elizabeth Holmes, Sunny Balwani, Jennifer Doudna and Emmanuelle Charpentier along with Fauci, Gates and a cadre of tools afoot, we have our work cut out ---or --- our epitaphs to write.

Woot woot....great to be alive--- Look up the inventions of Dr. Charles Lieber and see if one can sleep at night or (if you are on a graveyard shift)---during the day.

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Don, I'm trying to visualize you in a "heated" argument. . .🤔

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Feb 2, 2023Liked by Donald Jeffries

Could it be possible that our problems of today go back thousands of years. So many hopes that the future is better and it is a battle worth fighting. The ruling elite has lost credibility and by power of physical laws they will defeat themselves if we do not defeat them. So where do the evil minds of the ruling elite come from? Did the templars go to Palestine as Christians and returned back to Europe converted to a different religion? If so does the new religion ask for sacrifice to their gods? A human death can come in different ways so the ruling elite murders at it's discretion and if they can't kill us they give us poisoned apples.

Is the power ruling elite worshiping the same ancient middle eastern gods while they pretend to be Christian and care for humanity? Are the mass murderers going to be rightfully judged? They kill in many ways direct or indirect cause when the potatoes are hot they have to be taken with other people hands? Is the justice system going to work on behalf of justice? Can we as adults ask our children to do more than we did when we see that the ruling khazarian elite intentionally bring all of us down? The ruling elite believes that the world should be transformed to 95 percent extinction. They want to sacrifice us to their gods?

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Jul 20, 2022Liked by Donald Jeffries

My favorite Twilight Zone episode is called 'Walking Distance'. The episode is about a stressed out executive who goes back to the town where he grew up and meets his 9~10 year old self. Your post reminded me of it ....... TY

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Jul 16, 2022Liked by Donald Jeffries

You should tell Clandestine about John Trump.

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Thanks for the Jetsons reference. One of my favorite cartoons growing up. As an adult I like it when Jane his wife takes his billfold in the intro.

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LOL Don! Yes, even our old lows look much higher than where we are!

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