SHIT GETS REAL

…when it happens to you. 

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My first real encounter with the Thought Police. 

The third essay in my series exploring some implications of The Report from Iron Mountain has been suppressed by WordPress.

It sketched a timeline of events in 2011-12, juxtaposing them with cinema films which were in production at this time or related to a particular theme in the Report that I introduced in this passage:-

“There is an intriguing discussion of the sociological function of blood games in the document known as The Report From Iron Mountain (1967), which […] discusses possible surrogates for the functions of war in human culture as it explores questions implied in its title, On the Possibility and Desirability of Peace.

In a discussion of the motivational function of war as a model for collective sacrifice, the authors take us on an excursion to Meso-America:

“A brief look at some defunct premodern societies is instructive. One of the most noteworthy features common to the larger, more complex, and more successful of ancient civilizations was their widespread use of the blood sacrifice. If one were to limit consideration to those cultures whose regional hegemony was so complete that the prospect of ‘war’ had become virtually inconceivable – as was the case with several of the great pre-Columbian societies of the Western Hemisphere – it would be found that some form of ritual killing occupied a position of paramount social importance in each. Invariably, the ritual was invested with mythic or religious significance; as with all religious and totemic practice, however, the ritual masked a broader and more important social function.” (p40)

While the purpose of the Report is to explore the implications of a successful transition to an oligarchical collectivist World Government under a global Pax Americana, I would suggest that in the era of nuclear weapons these conditions already apply in the technologically advanced countries, where the population can no longer conceive of war on their own soil against genuinely threatening enemies. Enemy-images have to be constructed, and while Western society functions against a backdrop of permanent ‘war’ in far-off places, these are in truth, to paraphrase Jean Baudrillard, no more than atrocities masquerading as wars. Without military conscription, and with most of the killing done from the air, often using pilotless drone aircraft, these ‘wars’ can no longer fulfil the life-and-death sociological function of conflict in the past, and so the need for a ‘credible substitute […] capable of directing human behaviour patterns’ remains. Alternative models must be found, whether real or fictive, capable of motivating basic allegiance through an ‘immediate, tangible and directly felt threat of destruction, [justifying] the need for taking and paying a “blood-price” in wider areas of human concern’. The Report goes on to lament the poverty of futurological thinking within government as it notes with interest the rise of such models in futuristic fiction.

“Games theorists have suggested, in other contexts, the development of ‘blood games’ for the effective control of individual aggressive impulses. It is an ironic commentary on the current state of war and peace studies that it was left not to scientists but to the makers of a commercial film to develop a model for this notion, on the implausible level of popular melodrama, as a ritualized manhunt.” (p54)

This would appear to be an allusion to Elio Petri’s La Decima Vittima, or The 10th Victim (1965), in which a blood-game called ‘The Big Hunt’ has been instituted as a surrogate for large-scale conflict. The plot, in common with Battle Royale and Hunger Games, seeks to create effect by inverting traditional roles, as the beautiful Caroline Meredith (Ursula Andress) homes in on her tenth victim, Marcello Poletti (Marcello Mastroianni); in later iterations of the theme, the sense of a perversion of the natural order is taken to the next level by casting children as cold-blooded killers as well as victims.”

This led naturally into a discussion of Suzanne Collins’ The Hunger Games, and its relationship with Kinji Fukasaki’s film, Battle Royale, based on the novel by Koushun Takami. I juxtaposed these fictional narratives with the story of what happened in 2011 on the island of Utøya on Tyrifjorden lake, Norway, while The Hunger Games was in production, and gave an account of the trial of Anders Breivik.

And that was about it. I didn’t give any explicit commentary of my own, and merely juxtaposed accounts of events and fictional works.

In this form the essay was up on my website for two years, and was read by about 500 people.

Recently I started reviewing everything I’ve written so far and working on final versions with a view to collecting the best of them in book form, and with the Utøya piece I decided to add some other events from 2011 and 2012 to the weave. I gave brief accounts of the mass shooting which occurred in a cinema in Colorado on the release of the third film in Christopher Nolan’s Batman trilogy, The Dark Knight Rises. I referred to a name-change in the topography of Gotham City which connected that event to a later mass shooting at a school in Connecticut.

Again, I refrained from editorialising or theorising, and stuck to my tack of presenting a plain timeline of events. Nor did I question the reality of these events, presenting them at face-value. I was trying to use a more oblique style, hoping to intrigue the uninformed while not boring those in the know. I draw no conclusions, and even the questions are implicit.

When I’d finished these additions, I updated the version on my website, but the moment I hit SAVE everything simply disappeared. I tried multiple times, using different browsers and even computers. Same every time: my work disappears into the memory hole.

Any other text can be uploaded, previewed and saved without any problem, to the same page.

So it seems pretty clear: this essay is being algorithmically suppressed. The problem is probably that I put the name of this place (with the same initials as South Hinkley, its original name on the Gotham City map) in the title and the tags.

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Many much more significant writers, researchers and presenters, such as Jon Rappaport, Mike Adams of Natural News and Henrik Palmgren and Lola Lokteff of Red Ice TV, Aaron and Melissa Dykes of Truthstream Media, Sean at the SGT Report, Stefan Molyneux and countless others, have been going through the mill for a year and more, deplatformed or demonetised, shadow-banned, their subscriptions and view-counts continually sabotaged.

First they came for Alex Jones. And he was a CIA doppleganger so we didn’t care. And that was his job, to take the fall and establish the precedent.

But it really brings it home when it happens to you.

Little you.

Obscurity won’t protect you. Insignificance won’t hide you. Truth is no defence. There are certain things you simply will not be allowed to discuss. And the list will steadily grow. And the list of forbidden topics will of course be on the list of banned topics.

Shit gets real.

It is what it is.

And this is what it is:

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