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Charles Ansbacher’s Denver International Airport: Gargoyles, demon horses, and paintings of death, mayhem and violence–enjoy your trip

This article is part VII of a series.  Click here to visit part VI.  And again, please watch all the videos below for context and support of the text.

It has already been well covered the disturbing imagery and obvious occult artwork at the Denver International Airport.  If you’ve been to the DIA, you have surely seen the giant demon horse that greets visitors in front reared up and ready to mount a female of its choosing.  A lot of fair-minded people have dismissed the horse with its glowing red eyes thinking it’s a tribute to the Denver Broncos.  It’s not.  The horse actually killed the artist during construction and it continues to send uneasy speculation through visitors of the busiest airports in the world daily.

The DIA is the brain child of the New Word Airport Commission, specifically Charles Ansbacher who was the founder and died in 2010.  Upon his death, the following was said about him and his work at the airport”

Charles Ansbacher, the man who coined the name of the New World Airport Commission listed on the Masonic capstone in DIA’s great hall, passed away Sunday night. He was also instrumental in creating the airport’s enormous art program, which commissioned works such as the Tanguma murals and the Mustang.

According to this article from the Colorado Springs Gazette:

Ansbacher left Colorado Springs in 1988 to serve as director of the New Airport Art Program, a $7.5 million art initiative incorporating 30 art projects into Denver International Airport’s architecture, landscaping and interior design.

“This is … the largest, most comprehensive public art project of any airport on earth,” Denver Mayor John Hickenlooper told the Cambridge Chronicle. “It’s certainly the most provocative, the most transformational. … Ansbacher has enriched every place he has been by his own vision and his willingness to give of himself back to the community.”

http://diaconspiracyfiles.com/2010/09/16/new-world-airport-commission-founder-dies/

Given the vast amount of evidence provided here in previous articles it should be quite clear what is going on from the high degree Masons involved with the New World Airport Commission.  It should be noted that the first two places in America to accept the legalization of marijuana was the gradual liberalization of Denver, Colorado and through the underground music scene in Seattle, Washington.  Is it a coincidence that the Aurora theater shooting took place in a Denver suburb?  Probably not.  Is it a coincidence that two school shootings also took place in Denver suburbs inciting a national fervor in favor of repealing the Second Amendment?  Probaly not.  Is it any coincidence that mega rich liberal activists like George Soros and his friends support drug legalization and open boarders pouring fortunes of money into the cause of breaking down psychological resistance for an undefined objective, and that the first place in America to accept this open drug policy is Denver?  Probably not. But that is all speculation, let’s stick with what we know and that is that the DIA has made obvious choices in art out of all possible works to pour 4.8 billion dollars into something that has been meticulously planned to be an art exhibited that purposely interacts with the public in very obvious ways—and that the shock value is very Masonic in its subversive message—a slow withering of resistance to their belief system with art that is clearly occult driven.  If one does not understand the occult message—consciously, they might just be spooked by the images at the DIA, but not pay much attention otherwise.  However, after reading these connected articles and having the curtain pulled back a bit into the occult beliefs of the high degree Mason’s behind The New World Airport Commission, the strategy becomes quite clear.

I had a guy read some of these articles and report to me that he was a Christian and had been a Mason for over thirty years—and he denied that there was anything malicious, or sinister about their methods.  Well, I have seen it first hand—I have been places I shouldn’t have been, and I know well what’s going on behind the curtain.  Also, I have right next to my reading stand a book I have picked through and read a half a dozen ways to a thousand called The Golden Bough by Sir James Frazer—a work of comparative mythology–this is the same book that pulled Jack Parsons into the occult.  I understand how symbols have been used over time to invoke in the subconscious the effects of a well told story and how such rituals are meant to summon emotional change in the subjects.  Over the last seven articles dear reader I have taken you on a journey into The Golden Dawn from Europe, introduced you to Aleister Crowley, Jack Parsons, explained the Scarlet Woman, and demonstrated how music has been used to subtly introduce the concept of mass collective sacrifice from millions upon millions of people.  Not a literal sacrifice such as what might have been found in Mesopotamia, Egypt or in the Yucatan Peninsula, but intellectual sacrifice where millions of souls yield their mind to some foolish notion of a “greater good.”

 I believe that the Bush family regards themselves as good Christians, yet they are high degree Masons who routinely attend the little gathering in the forest outside of San Francisco where a lot of the images seen at the DIA are quite at home—and those rituals have been explained extensively here.  The participants actually believe they are acting on behalf of “the good” but that their “good” is more encompassing of higher knowledge than the simpletons who regulate their religious aspirations just to the Holy Bible.  It is not an accident that Barbra Bush’s mother was involved with Aleister Crowley just after his activity with The Golden Dawn.  Barbra would just happen to marry a guy who would become president and evolve into a high degree Mason who was in charge of the CIA, was ambassador to the United Nations, and is a Skull and Bones secret society member.  George Bush the senior is such a good guy.

Aleister Crowley and Jack Parsons believed they were good guys too—liberating the mind of mankind from the shackles of sexual restriction.  And high degree Mason’s like George Bush Sr. think they are good guys, and Barbra is a good lady—and everything they do is for the “greater good.”  They are nice, altruistic, protectors of the weak, the ignorant, and the otherwise helpless.  Charles Ansbacher likely believed the same thing from his point of view when he led the New World Airport Commission to erect the giant demon horse with red glowing eyes, built the runway in the shape of a swastika, had gargoyles in the luggage area, and murals scattered throughout which are consistent with the beliefs of Thelema which has been explained extensively.

http://vigilantcitizen.com/sinistersites/sinister-sites-the-denver-international-airport/attachment/denver/

There was a reason that Hitler used swastikas as his symbol for the Third Reich.  Swastikas have a deep history in Europe as a good luck symbol and actually dates back to the Indus Valley civilization.  In Jainism the swastika serves as a reminder of the cycles of birth and death and that mankind is born into one of four destinies, heavenly beings, human beings, animal beings, and hellish beings.  Yet the focus of these various aspects comes together in the center.  The swastika means virtually the same thing as the Christian cross.  The reason that Christ hangs on that emblem is to invoke the message that through Christ redemption can be found with everlasting eternity.  The swastika is intended to do the same thing; through the center of all those points is the way to enlightenment.  In the case of the Denver International Airport  Charles Ansbacher and his New World Airport Commission thought it would be fun, and good to have a living art exhibit exclusively dedicated to Masonic imagery to appease the “creator” with the same reverence as the Nazca painted their lines on the ground of Peru, or the proximity of the Great Pyramids to the gigantic Baalbrek triangulation from the air with Mt Sinai intending to appease Planet Earth’s creators.  The DIA is simply the most recent attempt by the world’s wannabe high priests to place themselves between man and God as a mediator, and protector.  From the point of view of those who think swatstikas are cool, demon horses with glowing red eyes are virtuous, and masked police officers killing doves are physiologically healthy, they are attempting to bring all of society to the center of the swastika, to the central point beyond all pairs of opposites, where animals, demons, and all human beings are equal to each other.  By destroying the preconceived notion of “good” they can then bring all of humanity to a “higher” plane of reality—and for them—they believe they are doing a good thing.  Just like Aleister Crowley believed he was doing good, and Jack Parsons did as well as he was sleeping with his wife’s sister right out in front of the entire O.T.O congregation hoping to invoke the Babalon goddess–the Thelema messiah so the world would be saved.

What makes the work of Charles Ansbacher, George Bush, and Aleister Crowley so evil is not their intentions—which I believe are always good.  What makes them evil is that they presume to act on the behalf of individuals everywhere.  If the plan at the DIA is to lower people’s resistance to illegal drug use so to free their mind to greater realities through a bombardment of freemason imagery—they assume incorrectly that all people need collective salvation to achieve proper self illumination.  They assume that all people are functioning from the same mental restrictions as they are—their treacherous commitment to group activity and fear to stand on their own as an individual contributor to existence.  If the goal of these secret societies is to invoke violence through renegade shooters so that innocent children will be killed in schools and movie theaters for the greater good of America forcing them to take a hard stance against the Second Amendment the instigators are evil for imposing their faulty belief system upon the masses.

Charles Ansbacher, the Masons behind the DIA, O.T.O members, Skull and Bones society members, and all groups everywhere are wrong with their basic premise in assuming that their thoughts are correct and good for all individuals.  They fail in imposing collective salvation over the will of the individual human being and that is why they are vile.  They are attempting to herd society into a direction of their choosing—and in the case of the DIA, their strategic movements are quite obvious and literal.  They are unquestionably trying to move society into a direction that their occult beliefs conceive to be beneficial by the artistic rendition. They want to bring people to the center of the swastika—beyond all pairs of opposites for a goal that is important to them from the perspective of their very limited group assimilation.

The solution to resisting evil is not provided by one more group of robed old men and their Latin chants or their dedication to Mother Earth through some ancient belief derived from the Indus Valley.  It does not come by more people smoking pot, or having sex with a Scarlet Women hoping to bring back to the world the goddess Babalon.  It doesn’t come from gun control, a one world currency managed by the same type of people who brought us the art work at the DIA, or another stupid Miley Cyrus song with her tongue hanging out as if every man in America wants that thing on their phallic unit.  It comes from the individual and the products of that mind and no other. It comes from a completely new way of looking at the same problem for the first time in history—a true product of individual minds at work following not the bliss of their high priest masters—but the sacred temples which exists not in stones and granite, but of their own cerebral enterprise between their two ears, two eyes, a mouth and the feel of their finger tips.  It is there that true salvation resides and what is meant by the phrase—Who is John Galt.

Tomorrow as a kind of prologue to this series, you will find out who John Galt is and why he is important to you.

Rich Hoffman

 www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com

 

Ordo Templi Orientis: A stairway to hell disguised as heaven

Do yourself a favor, watch all these videos along with the text.  This is Part IV of a series.  CLICK HERE TO READ PART III

I can never tell when, why or how I have witnessed elaborate Masonic rituals at the downtown Cincinnati Masonic Center without an indictment of sorts—so I won’t.  Those impressively ominous rooms can now be rented for weddings and formal meetings but many years ago when William Howard Taft’s house was just around the corner and it was the center of activity in Cincinnati where Congressman Longworth and President Taft had deep roots into the Council of the Scottish Rite gracing those same halls, the movers and shakers at all levels of society practiced sinister rituals that defiled greatly all forms of individuality.  The founders of that building had a tremendous role in bringing progressivism to America and I have always resented them, and it was upon one of these investigations of confirmation which put me in that large elaborate building during a late night ritual as the twin towers of P & G cast light through the windows.  For me it was a thoroughly disgusting experience even in my clandestine manner.  Free masonry was not the kind of America that was intended by the Constitution even if many of the Founding Fathers were members.  The intent of the rituals at the Cincinnati Masonic Center was to impress upon the individuals the sense that there was a greater goodness to the collective experience and was designed to impress upon the members the ominous message that the sanctity of the order was greater than any one personality.  Present at this ceremony was many of the most prominent lawyers in Cincinnati, doctors, politicians and all those stair climbers flashing into power upon the Cincinnati scene.  Those not in the room likely would not get a coveted bank loan for their business, or would not get approvals for a project pushed through the political process—if one wanted to improve their station in life, they needed to be at the Masonic rituals performed at the Cincinnati Masonic Center—or they would be on the “outside.” That was the primary reason for my disgust. 

http://www.cincinnatimasoniccenter.com/

What bothered me about the place most was the sense of collectivism present—the willingness of the supposedly powerful people there to yield themselves to the superiority of the high degree Masons.  Whenever to this day that I enter a town anywhere in the world where a Mason emblem greats one at the entrance—it means to me that the town is run not by free markets and free individuals—but a collective group of cowards who seek spiritual aid to loft them into positions of power like a safety line hooked to a rock climber.  The rituals are performed to bring assistance to the lives of the members, and the merit is not individually based, but collectively oriented.  The members through ritual are bonded through fraternity and paves the way for a very boring life and a general ass-kisser for the rest of their days.  I don’t like Masonic organizations—they have paved the way toward progressive policies and underground socialism by their very nature and have infected American society with altruism to hide their vast hoax of pure evil.  One of these Masonic devotees who did not even work to hide that evil behind altruism was Aleister Crowly who would take the Masonic movement into a new direction without the trappings of social benefit through a church which would infect the entertainment industry with vast evil propagated by sexual orgies and drug use in Pasadena, California called the Agapé Lodge of the O.T.O. 

 

Ordo Templi Orientis (O.T.O.) (‘Order of the Temple of the East’ or ‘Order of Oriental Templars’) is an international fraternal and religious organization founded at the beginning of the 20th century. English author and occultist Aleister Crowley has become the best-known member of the order.

Originally it was intended to be modeled after and associated with European Freemasonry,[1] such as Masonic Templar organizations, but under the leadership of Aleister Crowley, O.T.O. was reorganized around the Law of Thelema as its central religious principle. This Law—expressed as “Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law”[2] and “Love is the law, love under will”[3]—was promulgated in 1904 with the writing of The Book of the Law.

Similar to many secret societies, O.T.O. membership is based on an initiatory system with a series of degree ceremonies that use ritual drama to establish fraternal bonds and impart spiritual and philosophical teachings.

O.T.O. also includes the Ecclesia Gnostica Catholica (EGC) or Gnostic Catholic Church, which is the ecclesiastical arm of the Order. Its central rite, which is public, is called Liber XV, or the Gnostic Mass.

 

Theodore Reuss met Aleister Crowley and in 1910 admitted him to the first three degrees of O.T.O. Only two years later, Crowley was placed in charge of Great Britain and Ireland, and was advanced to the X° (tenth degree). The appointment included the opening of the British section of O.T.O., which was called the Mysteria Mystica Maxima or the M∴M∴M∴.[5] Crowley then went to Berlin to obtain instructional manuscripts and the title of Supreme and Holy King of Ireland, Iona and all the Britains within the Sanctuary of the Gnosis.[5] Within the year Crowley had written the Manifesto of the M∴M∴M∴ which described its basic ten-degree system with Kellner’s three degree Academia Masonica forming the seventh, eighth and ninth degrees.

In 1913, Crowley composed the Gnostic Mass while in Moscow, which he described as being the Order’s “central ceremony of its public and private celebration”.[7] In 1914, soon after World War I broke out, he moved to the United States of America. It was around this time that Crowley decided to integrate Thelema into the O.T.O. system, and in 1915 prepared revised rituals for use in the M∴M∴M∴.

In 1917, Reuss wrote a Synopsis of Degrees of O.T.O. in which the third degree was listed as “Craft of Masonry” and listed the initiations involved as “Entered Apprentice, Fellow Craft, Master Mason” and elaborated on this with “Full instruction in Craft Masonry, including the Catechism of the first three degrees, and an explanation of all the various Masonic systems”. The same document shows that the fourth degree of O.T.O. is also known as the Holy Royal Arch of Enoch. It was summarized by Reuss as the Degree of “Scotch Masonry,” equivalent to “Scotch Mason, Knight of St. Andrew, Royal Arch”, and he described it as “Full instruction in the Scottish degrees of Ancient and Accepted Masonry”.[8][9]

In 1919, Crowley attempted to work this Masonic-based O.T.O. in Detroit, Michigan. The result was that he was rebuffed by the Council of the Scottish rite on the basis that O.T.O. rituals were too similar to orthodox Masonry. He described this in a 1930 letter to Arnold Krumm-Heller:

However, when it came to the considerations of the practical details of the rituals to be worked, the general Council of the Scottish Rite could not see its way to tolerate them, on the ground that the symbolism in some places touched too nearly that of the orthodox Masonry of the Lodges.[10]

Crowley subsequently rewrote the initiation rituals of the first three degrees, and in doing so removed most of those rituals’ ties to Masonry. He did not, however, rewrite the fourth degree ritual, which remains in its form and structure related to the various Royal Arch rituals of Masonry.

Crowley wrote that Theodore Reuss suffered a stroke in the spring of 1920. In correspondence with one of Reuss’s officers, Crowley expressed doubts about Reuss’s competence to remain in office. Relations between Reuss and Crowley began to deteriorate, and the two exchanged angry letters in November 1921. Crowley informed Reuss that he was availing himself of Reuss’s abdication from office and proclaiming himself Outer Head of the Order. Reuss died on October 28, 1923 without designating a successor, though Crowley claimed in later correspondence that Reuss had designated him. Crowley biographer Lawrence Sutin, among others, casts doubt on this claim, although there is no evidence for or against it, and no other candidate stepped forward to refute Crowley by offering proof of succession. In 1925, during a tumultuous Conference of Grand Masters, Crowley was officially elected as Outer Head of the Order (or O.H.O.) by the remaining administrative heads of O.T.O.[11]

During WWII, the European branches of O.T.O. were either destroyed or driven underground. By the end of the war, the only surviving O.T.O. body was Agapé Lodge in California, although there were various initiates in different countries. Very few initiations were being performed. At this time, Karl Germer, who had been Crowley’s representative in Germany, migrated to the USA after being released from Nazi confinement. On March 14, 1942, Crowley appointed him as his successor as Outer Head of the Order,[12] and Germer filled the office after the death of Crowley in 1947.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ordo_Templi_Orientis

In subsequent articles more will be learned about this specific Pasadena, O.T.O temple but the important thing to know is that the direct leaders were none other than Jack Parsons and L.R. Hubbard.  The later name is so prominent to this day in Hollywood as the embraced religion of Tom Cruise, John Travolta and many others have taken a life of their own.  Parsons in direct command by Aleister Crowley ran that last true bastion of the O.T.O work as the writing on the wall was evident that a metamorphism needed to occur for the Thelema religion preserving the ways of the Masonic order through music, film, and art—so that it would not become lost to time.  The O.T.O cult was some of the first to ride the wave of new entertainment and switch from the stuffy robbed figures of the Cincinnati Masonic Center to the glittering stars of film.  Jack Parsons arranged many sex magick rituals following directly the work of Aleister Crowley.  The standing temples gave way to virtual ones and instead of the Council of the Scottish Rite doing their hard-core rituals within the secret society of a Masonic hall the magick chants found their way into songs from The Doors, The Rolling Stones, and Led Zeppelin.

Ever wonder what the symbols mean on Led Zeppelin’s “unnamed album (Led Zeppelin IV)—the one with “Stairway to Heaven” on it.  Click the link below and you’ll have your answer.  The world radio premiere of “Stairway to Heaven” was recorded at the Paris Cinema on 1 April 1971, in front of a live studio audience, and broadcast three days later on the BBC.[24] The song was performed at almost every subsequent Led Zeppelin concert, only being omitted on rare occasions when shows were cut short for curfews or technical issues. The band’s final performance of the song was in Berlin on 7 July 1980, which was also their last concert until 10 Dec 2007 at London’s O2 Arena; the version was the longest, lasting almost fifteen minutes, including a seven and a half-minute guitar solo.  It became a type of replacement for traditional Masonic ritual and the much heavier O.T.O cult invoking magick with mass worship.

  http://mysterioustimes.wordpress.com/2013/12/03/the-occult-symbolism-of-led-zeppelin/

One of the reasons that I “attended” the Cincinnati Masonic Center events was to confirm a long-held suspicion that I had first wondered about while watching enchanted teenagers drunk and stoned listening to “Stairway to Heaven” during the early days of MTV at college parties.  I never understood the way kids became so enchanted by that song, and why it made more sense to them under altered states of mind—particularly marijuana smoke. 

“Stairway To Heaven”

There’s a lady who’s sure all that glitters is gold
And she’s buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she’s buying a stairway to heaven.

There’s a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
‘Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there’s a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.

Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.

There’s a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who stand looking.

Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And it’s whispered that soon, if we all call the tune,
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long,
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If there’s a bustle in your hedgerow, don’t be alarmed now,
It’s just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There’s still time to change the road you’re on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it won’t go, in case you don’t know,
The piper’s calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind?

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.

And she’s buying a stairway to heaven

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/ledzeppelin/stairwaytoheaven.html

I’m not going to explore if that song is a sweet lullaby to “satan” or if it is a dedication to evil when played backwards—but I am absolutely certain that it was created in direct tribute to the Thelema occult—as framed by Aleister Crowley and finally brought the O.T.O activity out of the shadows, and into every bedroom in America—every car stereo, every drug induced stupor.  The music of Led Zeppelin and many others which followed did much more work for the occult than thousands of secret society temples like Cincinnati Masonic Center or the O.T.O. in Pasadena where high priests spend copious amounts of time mixing semen with menstrual blood to old Latin chants praising Lucifer.  Not exactly a fun night on the town.  As old Masons listened to the new music from followers of Aleister Crowley either loosely, or with great dedication, they were naturally resentful.  The magick created by millions of stoned couples having sex to Led Zeppelin from their beds did considerably more to invoke the negative spirits of existence than the orgies arranged by Jack Parsons and L.R. Hubbard at the O.T.O. temple in California, or any high degree Masonic invocation, and it certainly angered the old guard. 

What makes these groups evil and what I learned from the Cincinnati Masonic Center connecting the dots from my first impressions many years ago of Led Zeppelin’s influence over young people through song is that the whole movement was just a mask for collectivism.  When William Howard Taft lumbered his fat ass through the halls of the Cincinnati Masonic Center he was helping Teddy Roosevelt usher in progressivism behind the mask of altruism sponsored by his Masonic temple.  Behind the name of progressivism was a mask hiding the European push for communism in much the same way that Masons wear a mask of goodness dedicated to God, and turn the Bible inside out and into a cult nightmare behind that mask.  The casual members peer at the closed doors with yearning wondering what’s behind them, and once they are let in and given higher degrees of Masonic authority and have been disgraced in front of their superiors during initiation ceremonies for the purpose of bonding them with their brothers in fraternal partnership, it’s too late for objective opinion.  Such things stayed a secret for many years until Aleister Crowley broke ranks with them and stepped out on his own to create the O.T.O. church.  Once the mystery was let out and set free into popular culture massive amounts of evil is now upon our culture as the Masons greedily look on in resentment hoping that nobody noticed.  The result is that membership into the Cincinnati Masonic Center is down—so far that they now rent their once secret rooms to the public. They have to so to justify such a large piece of real estate in downtown Cincinnati.  The temple used to be a place of power and control in the heart of the city—but now it is just a relic where a few old farts and misguided youth try to keep the whole charade alive after the internet has exposed their century old secrets. 

The evil comes not from the different interpretations of Biblical scholarship but in their desire to use collectivism to invoke advantage.  The Masons, the members of the O.T.O., Aleister Crowley, Jack Parsons and L.R. Hubbard wanted to gain advantage through collectivism, and is what makes them vile.  It’s not that Aleister Crowley wanted to smell the farts of his lovers thinking to appease some spirit, but that he sought to use people as a sacrifice to invoke fortune for either himself, or the collective will of humanity as defined by him.  And to a much lesser degree, but very similar was the actions of the Cincinnati Masonic Center—and the intentions behind the song “Stairway to Heaven.”  As the end of that song proclaims—-“When all are one and one are all,” the aim is not individual value or endeavor, but the collective sacrifice of everyone to the aims of social benefit as a mess of altruistic premise.  The way to heaven is not in self-responsibility, or personal merit, but in yielding to the premise of the “greater good” as defined by those who are standing in a robe spreading their own semen across a table and dripping their blood into it to invoke a reaction of collective benefit.  But instead of heaven the doors to life open into hell—as it is spread across the whole world by the chants of fools so cowardly that they require the help of spirits to carry them from moment to moment. 

 I left that vile temple as discreet as I had arrived under the bright moonlight of a large moon and headed straight for a little diner on Monmouth St., in Newport.  At that hour the strippers, drug addicts and homeless converged on the place about the same time as my arrival and I waited patiently reading Joseph Campbell’s Hero with a Thousand Faces ignoring them the best I could.  I had seen what I came for and needed some food at 3:30 AM.  As I sat and ate quietly until the sun rose again I watched and listened to all the dregs of society around me and I had a thought—that they were much better people than the scum bags across the river at the Cincinnati Masonic Center.  Because as terrible as the three strippers who sat behind me where—and the countless sins they committed every single night of their employment, they at least were free to live as individuals.  They like me were free of ties to a secret society or the demons who expect payment for disturbing their inter-dimensional utterances.  The participants of occult that I witnessed returned back to their lives, their homes, and their masks to live in bondage to their social image designed to appeal to the greater good.  They are so lowly and pathetic that a typical gutter whore is of a much higher representation of individual freedom and thus spiritual enlightenment—because at least the individual is free to act on their own—where as the occultists are forever in bondage to the collective nature of evil for the rest of their lives.  They may live comfortable lives and obtain great social power, but they are essentially in chains attached to them through Latin chants and vile magick. Like Jimmy Page says, “’cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.”  And so do those who claim to only want to sell a record, perform charity, or dedicate themselves to altruism.  

This isn’t even the worst of it.  Tomorrow we will deal with Jack Parsons and how his schemes infected America with a sickness that it has never overcome and he did it with occult ritual on an epic scale. 

Rich Hoffman

 www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com

 

Public Education Core Beliefs: “The children belong to all of us”

Stupid people who don’t comprehend what they read very well believe inaccurately that I am anti-education when in reality I am anti-liberal instruction.  If there were other viewpoints reflected in colleges and public education—ones that reflect my sense of conservatism, I would be more tolerant.  But I was fighting this fight long before most people even knew there was a battle.  My school days were very contentious and my college experiences even worse.  Basically I never did yield to the left leaning sentiment of most of the teachers I grew up with, and they were never as obvious about their political leanings as the teachers of today are—and my attitude toward them hasn’t yielded.  In kindergarten for me at Lakota it started from day one—I went toe to toe with Miss Mays and was always in trouble.  She ended up in a mental hospital.  Every teacher I had through the rest of my elementary years called my mother crying about how they thought they were failing me—because I treated them with so much disrespect.  My desk was always mess, I had no reverence for their instruction, and I wanted to spend all my time drawing pictures and writing stories.  They hoped that my mother would put pressure on me to cease the behavior—but it was my mother who gave me the independence to begin with—wisely before I ever entered public school.  By that time there was no going back, even if she did at times want to.  And those were the good—peaceful years.  I spent more time in the principal’s office and in detention than in class—which was fine with me because it was more time to read and write what I wanted—not what some leftist teacher wanted me to learn.

To show off for his girlfriend teacher at the time my 8th grade gym teacher took my bullwhip from me which I had brought for show and tell, and kept it in the gymnasium to play with in front of his entourage of junior high football players.  He did it to show he had power and authority over me.  So after feeling bad for half the day I got up in the middle of my English class as my teacher protested and marched down to the gym right in the middle of that guy making a fool of himself with my whip in front of the school’s athletic elite.  I took the whip from him, gave a quick demonstration which made everyone’s mouth drop and went back to my class to a parade of harassment from school administrators demanding that I head straight to the principal’s office.  That day confirmed it for me, my teachers believed that they were my parents, and functioned from a position that they believed I had an obligation to listen to them—which I did not.  I went back to my class and sat down leaving them mystified that I did not have any fear of them.  With my whip in my hand I knew there wasn’t anything they could do to me because nobody—not even the athletic gym teacher knew how to use it the way I did and that gave me power over them.

I helped drive my freshman English teacher into a mental breakdown the next year.  They were an extreme bleeding heart liberal.  I had no interest in learning what they knew—because their mind was a mess.  They had no right to stand in front of a class and teach anybody anything.  And from there things went severally downhill culminating during my Senior year with a drag race down I-75 with beer and the future Superintendent of Lakota Schools after a year of cat and mouse furiously engaged.  That guy tried to pin everything that went wrong at the school on my back out of revenge for my behavioral rebellion.

One of my good friends during my sophomore year was a very tough guy who got into a lot of fights.  He was humongous.  He wasn’t afraid of anything, because he was literally bigger than everyone else, stronger, and if both those things failed, he was more fearless.  He sat across from me in one of my study halls after a weekend where he had gotten into a fight and cut open his knuckles revealing the bone from his victim’s teeth.  He left the wound open to close on its own and never went to a doctor.  The wound got terribly infected but he didn’t care.  He left it to grow closed without stitches for the remainder of the school year.  He didn’t fear infection, he didn’t fear losing the hand, he didn’t fear death, he didn’t fear other people’s opinions, and he completely lacked concern.  The next year when I had the same type of wound from the same kind of activity where my bone popped out, my ligaments were strung from my hand with pouring blood and it took a plastic surgeon to reconstruct my fingers he saw me in the hall and grabbed my wrapped appendage and laughed calling me a “pussy.”  Then he winked at me.  His hand was still infected a year later from the same wound which he had broken open half a dozen times.  It was his way of telling me I was right, and that he should have went to the doctor—that time.  The cops were scared to death of him, and no administrators knew what to do with him.  We had in common that we both wished to live free of any chains.  He learned from me how to outsmart his enemies and I learned from him how to fight—how to be so certain with yourself that you never had to worry about a confrontation no matter how many people were involved.  He eventually got into a fight about 20 years ago where he got stabbed in the heart and died.  As time and distance moved between us he resorted back to just raw knuckle fighting which left him vulnerable—and eventually dead.  But he lived quite a life.  He lived outside of the law, outside of the school rules because no administrator knew what to do with him.  He could walk down the hall and call the principal by his first name, grope any girl even in front of their boyfriends and never be challenged, and pretty much do what he wanted any time he wanted.  We got along fabulously and had a symbiotic relationship.  When he did end up in jail, he got into a lot more trouble of course which eventually pulled him down a vortex where I could no longer reach him.  For him, his best times where in school where he could let me piece him together again—because he lacked structure otherwise.  The teachers couldn’t do anything for him, but I could.  Liberal education made him worse—he needed my conservativism, and structure.

I knew from day one even at a very young age that the school system was wrong, the lines, the recesses, the teachers, the desk assignments, the whole intrusion on personal liberty was designed to break people—and I determined that I would never be broken—and I never was.  That has given me the clairvoyance as an adult to speak accurately about the public school system and what it does to people.

A vast majority of the educators in any school system lean-to the political left and they believe inaccurately that their job is to mold us all into some collective fabric of interwoven social blanket for which we are but one silly little thread.  They reflect accurately the opinion revealed in the first video on this article.  In my experience at Lakota—which was supposedly the best in the area, I can only think of maybe five teachers who were not extreme liberals.  By the time I got to my junior year and had been in some high-profile violent acts that were plastered all over the newspapers and television the school finally gave up—except for a few who decided that I would be locked away for my insolence—I did discover a couple of teachers who were relatively decent people founded in conservative philosophy.  The rest were bra burning scum bags—old drug hounds and loose moral scum bags from top to bottom.  One of my current friends who was a school board member at Lakota during this period will recognize word for word what I’m saying—and can confirm it all and more.

To prove my point there was an article just the other day about an upcoming election featuring Kelly Kohl’s and Shannon Jones, both known as hard-core Tea Party candidates.  That article wasn’t all that surprising to me, as I have been covering those kinds of things here at Overmanwarrior’s Wisdom for a long time.  Shannon caved under the pressure of the SB5 defeat along with John Kasich and the Tea Party wants to eradicate them from the earth.  Nothing new there—as the emotions are justified.  Just because you lose one battle you don’t tuck and run yielding to the liberal menace.  You fight them—and you fight them high and low with methods that they can’t fathom until they yield, beg for mercy, and are willing to make a deal for their very life.  Then when you have them in that state—you end them.  There is no debate.  Shannon didn’t do that—so Kelly is challenging her political seat.  Well of course this article stirred up comments at the end of it and guess who was the most vocal?  Supporters of the education industry were the ones who left the most left leaning comments against the Tea Party.  Check below for a sampling of their diatribes and click the link at the end to verify for yourself.   That first guy—Scott Malone is a psychologist for two different Lakota schools.  His political leanings are obvious and he is the one who advises young people in matters of psychological difficulty.

Scott Malone · Lakota-Miami University

Either way Americans lose

 · February 5 at 6:25am

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Terry Battle ·  Top Commenter

If you wanted to give Ohio an enema you would stick the hose in the Tea-bagger party

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Raul O’Brien ·  Top Commenter · Xavier University

If the Tea Party was made up of bears, they would all be polar. Maybe some would be Bi-polar, but they would just roll around in the snow a few extra minutes and hope no one notices.

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Caleb Faux ·  Top Commenter · Executive Director at Hamilton County Democratic Party

Now this is truly funny. When Shannon Jones is not conservative enough for the Tea Party you know things are really getting screwed up.

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Al Roll ·  Top Commenter · University of Kentucky College of Communications & Information Studies

Can you imagine what the party purity test looks like ?

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What those names have in common is they are either educators or political activists and in public schools, colleges, and labor unions who attach memberships to those activities.  Their core beliefs are confirmed by what Paul Reville revealed in his talk at the Center For American Progress recently—a liberal think tank designed to “progress” society into collectivism.  “The children belong to all of us,” that is what Reville said, and he’s not the only one.  That statement has been said during virtually every school levy campaign in America for years, by more than one pandering politician and bucket loads of misfit parents who suck at instructing their children anything—and want “society” to do the hard work for them.  That is the root cause for the collective belief of group ownership of children.

Is it any surprise that Peter Dinklege did pro communist commentary for NBC during the 2014 Olympics in Sochi?  NBC apparently did not understand the Twitter backlash when they announced, “the towering presence, the empire that ascended to affirm a colossal footprint.  The revolution that birthed one of modern history’s pivotal experiments……………..”  Most teachers think the same way as the NBC producers who thought that the Cold War against Russia was long over.  Yet what they all have in common is that they were taught in public schools by disciples of the original KGB to push the entire world into a communist state—and they aimed to do it through American schools.  I have covered the proof extensively in previous articles for those who are new to this problem.  Minds are formed in schools and once the mind is reprogrammed into a liberal thought process, for most people it’s over for the rest of their lives.  If they grow up to become Republicans, they end up wishy-washy, watered down people like John Boehner.  I know hundreds of them—they think they are conservative, but their educations where teachers believed they were co-parents ruined their minds with a liberal mentality exclusively—as conservatives have been deliberately shoved out of the public education experience.  They do not last in the education profession at any level except in the extreme situation where the education institution is decidedly conservative such as Hillsdale, or Liberty.

It does not work to say that just because someone is against the liberal education of America they are against education.  If there were openly conservative teachers at my district public school of Lakota, I would feel differently about a great many things, but there aren’t.  The further I became involved in Lakota due to my political activity, I found it shocking how much sexual molestation was going on, how many teachers were openly gay, how many support communism, socialism, and Barack Obama and once I learned that it tied right into my own school day experiences where my refusal to be considered “one of their children” got me into a lot of trouble which I am very proud of today.  My wife was a straight A student.  Once she met me—she dropped down to Ds and Cs because I told her the whole experience was stupid.  My very best friend was an Honor’s Society member who sold his robe to a kid for a $100 bucks on graduation day.  I am proud to have had an influence on them because to this very day, they are far freer than if they had been pulled into that vortex of social engineering at such a young age.  But all the kids I knew back then who did follow all the rules, they ended up watered down versions of their true potential—which was the intent of public education from the very beginning—once the Department of Education was created in 1979.  Public education isn’t trying to teach anybody anything—but how to be compliant—and answerable to the collective sum of society.  And that makes public education a vile enterprise with sinister intentions confirmed all too well by the comments of Scott Malone—a psychologist at Lakota who should not be in a position to instruct conservative children from conservative families anything.  The basic belief that the teaching profession has that “children belong to all of us,” is one that says the shared experiences of Scott Malone’s liberalism is just as valuable as a conservative child’s parents.  Anyone in math knows that you can’t multiply “0” with anything and get something back in value.  Malone’s liberalism is a “0” while a strong conservative family with a mommy and a daddy who go to church on Sunday may be a “10.”  What do you get when you multiply 10 X 0?  You get a kid that has zeros in their life where there should be value, and the mind of the child becomes a watered down version of the parent’s instruction—because society with its collective liberalism has entered a zero into the equation, and given a child little value to carry into their adult lives.  That is why I’m against public education in the form it is now.  Now—put some Ronald Reagan type conservatives in front of a class with a suit, tie, and some firm American beliefs—and we can talk.  But until then, it’s a waste of time.  I have literally felt this way my entire life—and it’s not going to change now.  But what will change when an immovable force interacts with a bunch of squishy minded liberals—is the immovable force will have its way.  Mark it on the calendar.  I intend to do for many others what I did for my friends during my own school days—and that is help free them from the bondage of a nanny state and the collective ownership of the value in their minds sucked from them by the many liberals who teach public education.

Rich Hoffman

 www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com

 

The Mist of an American Republic: Emperor Obama’s State of the Union

The State of the Union speech was such a comedy this year—increasingly made so incrementally over time—that there was very little of it that I took seriously.  The most comic parts of it are when for the whole previous year both political sides yapped negatively about each other with much rhetoric and fanfare—yet when the president arrived all those idiots from both sides lined up to shake his hand and get his autograph.  When Obama finally arrived at the podium to stand in front of vice president Biden and Speaker of the House John Boehner, everyone shook hands politely and with great respect before Obama basically announced himself Emperor of America.  It was hilarious because the politicians were all talk spewing forth criticisms like a Pro Wrestler.  But behind the scenes, which is what the State of the Union is really all about—they are friends.  They are all on the same team.  They are all part of the Washington D.C. beltway and are divorced from the reality of the main streets of America.  They are power-hungry, unethical, and more or less scum bags.  Out of all the coverage I heard about the State of the Union, only The Blaze Radio Network articulated my feelings accurately.  Listen to Doc Thompson’s hilarious broadcast covering the day after the State of the Union Address.  It’s well worth the time.  Grab a snack, turn off the television, and turn this broadcast on in the background and enjoy the next couple of hours.

Glenn Beck, who runs The Blaze had even more fun to share about his impressions of the State of the Union.  I’m not the only one who makes frequent comparisons to the fictional film Star Wars these days—Beck saw much what I did in Obama’s speech.  Obama might as well have been Emperor Palpatine from the Star Wars series.  I remember when the film Revenge of the Sith hit theaters, many film critics from the left thought that the primary saga villain reflected George W. Bush’s constant lusting to start wars so to fill the pockets of Halliburton.  That president was the one who brought us The Department of Homeland Security, and paved the way for all the NSA abuses we see today.  But Obama far surpassed Bush with his 2014 State of the Union speech which was almost word for word what was said by Palpatine in Revenge of the Sith.  Obama surely wasn’t even intending to copy the Star Wars villain—yet he did regardless.  Obama’s power grab was driven by human innate desire—the desire to acquire power, and isn’t specific to Obama—but the people who put Obama in power.  That was the point of the Star Wars films, and in the case of American politics on both political sides, fantasy reflects reality all too well.  Watch Beck’s radio coverage on this topic.

The idiots looking for Obama’s autograph slobbering over themselves to shake the hand of the president knowing full well that the guy was planning to rule with Executive Orders paints the whole picture accurately.  These guys are scum, they are addicted to power, and they are out to hurt us all.  They aren’t legislating on behalf of the American people.  They are a joke—and they really think so little of us that they will talk bad about the president to his face playing the media angle representing their side—then they turn around and slobber all over him hoping Obama rubs up against them in the hallway so they can die happy soldiers of solidarity.

The only–and I mean, only media outlet that even attempted to cover main street USA’s American perspective was The Blaze specifically Doc Thompson and Glenn Beck.  Obama really thinks he’s a ruler—and his fellow politicians are perfectly willing to play the role.  They are selling us out—every one of them.  Every idiot who stood in line to shake the hand of an American Emperor contributed to the cause.

If I were there would I have shaken the President’s hand?  I knew you were going to ask that question dear reader…………F**K NO!  I might have politely shunned him and if he tried to force his hand into mine, I would have slapped it away.  If I were invited to The White House under this president, I would not go—under any circumstances.  I certainly would not stand in line to “touch” the dude.

This folly is not the fault of President Obama.  It is a failure of the human condition, the desire to be led about and ruled which comes to us from the distant past when mankind was ruled over by a village chief who designated who made fires, who hunted for food, who had babies and when, and who would be sacrificed to the sun in order to keep it burning in the sky.  One would hope that after several hundred thousand years of evolution the human being would have migrated away from such primitive thinking—but we haven’t.  The slack-jawed idiots of Congress, the wishy-washy Senator, and the many guests drooling from the gallery were mostly enamored by the grace of America’s symbol of an Emperor—the one who rules them all. Very, very few of the people present were there to defend the Republic of America.  Those who have defended America have been label radicals, nut-cases, and right-winged extremists by those who desire to look at Obama as the embodiment of an American Emperor.

Even Bill O’Reilly from Fox News is ga-ga over Obama.  He’s actually proud that he is conducting the pre-Superbowl interview with Emperor Obama.  Over the last couple of weeks O’Reilly came out in favor of Obama’s minimum wage increase of $10.10 an hour.  That should make the pre-interview handshake more pleasant between O’Reilly and Obama.  Both guys are wealthy beyond comprehension and are clearly out of touch.  O’Reilly doesn’t care where the money comes from for the small business person.  He doesn’t care that all the many workers who were making $10 an hour previously will suddenly want $12 and $13 an hour for the same work because now the minimum wage is $10 driving up all wages with inflationary value all over the country.  He’s just another sell-out.   I still watch him—occasionally he does some good reporting–about as good as any media outlet in the mainstream does these days, but he’s still too far to the left for me.

The White House is just a building with a bunch of bricks in it. I’ve been there and was not impressed.  It is a symbol of an American Republic that no longer exists—it is a ghost of its former self and looters like Obama and most of the modern-day politicians are simply using that ghost to advance their lust for power.  The White House is not sacred, it is not magical, and it is not enchanting.  It is just a building and the people in it are flawed human beings corrupted by the imperfections of the flesh.  They are small minded—lackluster collectivists weakened by an evolution of mankind which started in villages and is still functioning from those primal yearnings.  The same dust-covered tribes of hunters and gatherers who spent all their waking moments trying to appease the king or chieftain sacrificing goats to the gods of the sun and moon are the same damn fools standing in the aisle of Congress wanting to shake the hand of a puppet in Obama.  The whole event was just a ceremony designed to make human beings feel “safe.”  To know that their place in the universe is protected by some symbol of authority—in this case it’s Obama.  In the past it was Bush, Clinton, and Reagan.  In the future it will be more watered down feel-good candidates even more useless and ceremonial as human evolution regresses further year by year until the whole thing collapses.

The humor of the situation is the declaration of dictatorship that completely went over the heads of all present—except those with a mind to notice.  It was for me the funniest State of the Union yet.  It was like watching Hulk Hogan standing in the center of a ring challenging all comers to a battle to the death—but knowing that off the stage, all the participants were making plans to go out to dinner and roll in the wealth of their falsehoods.  Taken in that context, the entire event was quite funny—and entertaining—where it used to be just sad.  There was no sadness this time—because I no longer even take it serious.  It’s just entertainment by actors who aren’t even good—just cheesy marionettes of global interest.

Thank goodness yet again for The Blaze and blog sites who covered the situation for what it really was……………a travesty of justice cowering in the ghost-like mist of an American Republic.

Rich Hoffman

 www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com

 

Bob McEwen’s Fight For Justice: A revolutionary war ghost and the power of Cincinnati

I suppose my political beliefs were framed within the context of three men over a four-month period long ago.  Prior to the presidential election of 1992 I was in Dallas, Texas spending time with Ross Perot and his family.  I learned a lot from these experiences.  I had always had a fascination with the Revolutionary War and Ross Perot had a style that brought that sentiment into focus.  Then just a few months later I spent a considerable amount of time with Rob Portman as he began to run for the Second Congressional seat that was coming up during a special election.  I liked Rob and my opinion leaned in his direction.  At a special on-air debate on 700 WLW hosted by Mike McConnell during a Sunday night in Mt Adams, Portman’s challengers attended and I was there to witness the whole extravaganza.  That was when I met Bob McEwen whom I initially disliked because of a House banking scandal that hovered over him like an ominous cloud.  But for three crucial hours in my life I watched McEwen and Portman have it out with skill and debate that I admired spectacularly.  Portman would go on to win, and would be the kind of prominent debater that Mitt Romney would use to prepare for his prime time debates against President Obama.   Ross Perot would go down in history as one of the founders of the current Tea Party as his Reform Party essentially began during that Dallas event mentioned—where he would lose his run for president against Billy Clinton. And Bob McEwen hit the lecture circuit being paid $10,000 per speech because of his vast knowledge of history, economics and insider politics.  Some of these speeches can be seen below and should be watched entirely.  They are real treasures—he is a very good public speaker.  In spite of the check bouncing scandal he was a staunch anti-communist, a religious supporter, and an economic scholar with a deep knowledge of history.  Out of the three mentioned men, I learned more from Bob McEwen once I forgave him for the congressional scandal and realized why he was targeted—because Washington D.C. wanted him out-of-town.  Political insiders wanted Bob McEwen out of their “beltway.”  Watch all these videos carefully—preferably many times.  And send them to a friend.

McEwen was caught up in the House banking scandal, which had been seized upon by Newt Gingrich, a like-minded conservative House Republican, as an example of the corruption of Congress; members of the House had been allowed to write checks on their accounts, which were paid despite insufficient funds and without penalty. Martin Gottlieb of the Dayton Daily News said “McEwen was collateral damage” to Gingrich’s crusade.[25] McEwen initially denied bouncing any checks. Later, he admitted he had bounced a few. Then when the full totals were released by Ethics Committee investigators, the number was revealed to have been 166 over thirty-nine months. McEwen said that he always had funds available to cover the alleged overdrafts, pointing to the policy of the House sergeant-at-arms, who ran the House bank, paying checks on an overdrawn account if it would not exceed the sum of the Representative’s next paycheck.[26] In 1991, McEwen had also been criticized for his use of the franking privilege and his frequent trips overseas at taxpayer expense, but McEwen defended the trips as part of his work on the Intelligence Committee and in building relationships with legislatures overseas.[27]

Robert D. “Bob” McEwen (born January 12, 1950) is a lobbyist and American politician of the Republican Party, who was a member of the United States House of Representatives from southern Ohio‘s Sixth District, from January 3, 1981 to January 3, 1993. Tom Deimer of Cleveland‘s Plain Dealer described him as a “textbook Republican” who is “opposed to abortion, gun control, high taxes, and costly government programs.” In the House, he criticized government incompetence and charged corruption by the Democratic majority that ran the House in the 1980s. McEwen, who had easily won three terms in the Ohio House, was elected to Congress at the age of thirty to replace a retiring representative in 1980 and easily won re-election five times.

After a bruising primary battle with another incumbent whose district was combined with his, in which McEwen faced charges of bouncing checks on the House bank, he narrowly lost the 1992 general election to Democrat Ted Strickland. Following an unsuccessful run in the adjacent Second District in 1993, McEwen was largely absent from the Ohio political scene for a decade, until in 2005 he unsuccessfully sought the Republican nomination for Congress in the Second District special election to replace Rob Portman, who beat him in 1993, and finished second to the winner in the general election, Jean Schmidt. McEwen’s 2005 platform was familiar from his past campaigns, advocating a pro-life stance, defending Second Amendment rights, and promising to limit taxes and government spending. In 2006, he unsuccessfully sought the Republican nomination in the Second District.

In Congress, McEwen, who “had a reputation as a man who thinks about politics every waking moment,” claimed Congressional Quarterly, was a staunch conservative, advocating a strong military.[2] In addition, he was a strong advocate for government works in his district — dams, roads, locks and the like much as Harsha had been — as McEwen was on the House’s Public Works and Transportation Committee.[3] The Chillicothe Gazette would salute him for his work on funding for U.S. Route 35, a limited access highway linking Chillicothe to Dayton.[4] In general, however, McEwen advocated reduced government spending.

A vehement anti-Communist, he visited Tbilisi in the former Soviet Republic of Georgia in 1991 to help tear down the hammer-and-sickle iconography of the Communist regime.[5] That year he also called for the House to establish a select committee to investigate the Vietnam War POW/MIA issue – whether any soldiers declared “missing in action” in the Vietnam War and other American wars were still alive – by sponsoring H. Res. 207.[6]

McEwen was not a man to mince words. In the heated debate in 1985 over a Congressional seat in Indiana between Republican Richard D. McIntyre, whom the Indiana Secretary of State had certified as winning a seat in the 99th Congress, and Democrat Frank McCloskey, in which the House declined to seat McIntyre, McEwen declared on the House floor, “Mr. Speaker, you know how to win votes the old-fashioned way — you steal them.”[11] When McEwen was late in 1990 to the House because of a massive traffic jam on the I-495 beltway around Washington, D.C., he said on the House floor on February 21 that the District of Columbia’s government should be replaced:

The total incompetence of the D.C. government in Washington, DC, has become an embarrassment to our entire Nation. This experiment in home rule is a disaster. All of us who serve in this Chamber, well over 95% of us, have held other positions in government. We have been mayors. We have been township trustees, State legislators, and the rest. I am convinced, Mr. Speaker, that there are well over 2,000 township trustees in my congressional district who with one arm tied behind their backs, could blindfolded do a better job of directing this city than the city council of D.C. It is high time that this experiment in home rule that has proven to be a disaster for our nation be terminated, that we return to some sort of logical government whereby the rest of us can function in this city.[12]

After McEwen was criticized for his remarks, he delivered a thirty-minute speech in the House on March 1, 1990, on “The Worst City Government in America”.[13] Because of the crime problem in the District, McEwen also attempted to pass legislation overturning the District council’s ban on mace, saying people in the District should be able to defend themselves.[14] During the Persian Gulf War in 1991, McEwen introduced legislation to end President Gerald Ford‘s ban on U.S. government employees assassinating foreign leaders (Executive Order 12333) in order to clear the way for Saddam Hussein‘s removal, McEwen objecting to the “cocoon of protection that is placed around him because he holds the position that he holds as leader of his country.”[15]

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bob_McEwen

For people who believe that Cincinnati, Ohio is just a flyover city, they are sadly mistaken.  The region of my home town produces very interesting people, life changing ideas, and I am proud of it.  Steven Spielberg, Tom Cruise, Nick Clooney, Ted Turner, Annie Oakley, Nick Longworth who married Teddy Roosevelt’s cherished daughter Alice, William Taft, the Voice of America, the Crosely brothers, Kings Island, Rob Portman and of course Bob McEwen along with many others.  Not all of those names are good ones, but Cincinnati throughout history has been at the center of the heartbeat of the nation.  McEwen is still out there fighting for freedom as a political outsider—pushed out of the beltway by those who didn’t like his message.  And behind him is the next generation of freedom fighters.  The Cincinnati Tea Party is one of the strongest in the nation and is directly challenging current House Speaker John Boehner and the fraudulent Ohio governor John Kasich who launched and won his campaign against Ted Strickland because of the Cincinnati Tea Party.  Cincinnati is where the fight is at.  It is the modern version of Trenton, New Jersey in the new Revolution for independence.

Bob McEwen is a product of Cincinnati, a man deeply committed to undoing the kind of progressive underpinnings brought to the city at the turn of the 20th Century by Nick Longworth and his father-in-law Teddy Roosevelt along with William Howard Taft.  Before these characters, Cincinnati was where the great Simeon Kenton settled with his sheer will and a hatchet well before any “White Man” braved the wild frontier of Cincinnati.  Tecumseh and his Shawnee warriors were from Cincinnati.  Tecumseh was born where modern day Xenia is today and fought directly with Simeon Kenton for this holy ground of the Ohio River valley—particularly Cincinnati.  Kenton was in the Ohio River Valley because he was running from the “White Men” European decedents for much the same reasons that the Indians did.  Tecumseh couldn’t hold off the “White Settlers” as more and more people fled European tyranny in much the same way that Cubans risked life and limb to swim to Miami, Florida to escape communism.  The Shawnee would grudgingly flee the Cincinnati area as President Washington had a fort built in his name to defend the region.  Another fort to the north along the Great Miami River named Fort Hamilton was built in dedication to Washington’s right hand man—Alexander Hamilton, and just down the road was a town named after James Monroe.  In between those places was a township called “Liberty” which was established in direct honor of the Revolutionary War.

I grew up next to the grave of the Revolutionary War veteran John Ayers and his wife Sarah.   He fought in Elizabethtown, Van Nest Mill, Piscataway, and Monmouth.  Their graves can still be visited; they are in the back yard of the homes off the Butler County Regional Highway at the 747 exit if traveling toward the east.  As a kid I discovered this cemetery overrun by dirt and trampled by cows deep in the woods in the middle of nowhere.  I brought home Sarah’s tombstone to my mother to prove that the place existed and she was extremely furious.  I put the head stone back, and often wondered if the ghost of John Ayers plagued me with images of war, fighting for freedom, and settling an area braving the elements just to run away from European collectivism because I disturbed his wife’s grave.  In all reality, it is likely that Cincinnati itself and the region of land projecting out for 75 miles in every direction has a soul that rises up to meet oppression—and the bad guys of the world know it.  For decades the Soviet Union had nuclear missiles pointed at the GE plant in Evendale and Hitler wanted desperately to destroy the Voice of America in Mason, Ohio.  And the Washington establishment wanted to destroy the man from Cincinnati, Bob McEwen and his crusade against communism, fiscal irresponsibility, and the preservation of Christian values.

I learned a little from everyone mentioned—some of those names were good, some were sinister—but all came from Cincinnati and had something for me to learn from—and I did—including the ghost of John Ayers and his family who I often felt patrolled the haunted woods outside my bedroom window where a highway and many homes now exist.  For as long as I can remember I had an affinity for the Revolutionary War and it is likely that John Ayers had something to do with it as I spent most of my time as a kid outside hunting for old cemeteries, and the bodies buried by local politics which I despised for as long as I have memory. Bob McEwen is another of these Cincinnati products, and now that you have heard some of his speeches dear reader, you might understand why I was so taken with him as he debated Rob Portman during a special election at 700 WLW on a spring like Sunday evening.  Out of Portman, Perot and McEwen, it is the later that is still as deeply committed to liberty and freedom.  The rest of them either sold out, or ran out of gas—but McEwen never really gave up.  He has been chipping away at the barriers for freedom for decades and really never let the ominous clouds of politics push him aside—which is why I admire him so much.  I am happy to report that like the ghost of John Ayers, the Revolutionary War vet that I grew up with as a ghostly friend, Bob McEwen has been a tremendous influence on how I see the world—and perhaps you will enjoy his work as well.

Rich Hoffman

 www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com

 

Doc Thompson’s First Year On The Blaze: Lunch at Skip’s

I have never felt so bad for a person as I did for Doc Thompson while on his long-planned honeymoon when he was fired from 700 WLW radio.  The station wanted to make room for Eddie Fingers and Doc threatened the target market of Willie, and Cunningham had more leverage at the company.  Darryl Parks who hired Doc was on his way out after taking a corporate job at Clear Channel where he found himself also terminated a year later.  My involvement with WLW deteriorated quickly after Doc’s exit.  They sort of put on the table for me to fill the radio role of a villain/sexist as an on air personality, but I had no desire to play along with that Chuck Fredrick strategy.  My radio role was the Tax Killer as molded by Darryl Parks and put into play by Doc Thompson and I believed it with all my heart and sole, unlike the other radio characters at WLW who mostly put on an act for their audience.  I had no desire to become the Andy Furman of the air waves, or Carmine Guzman.  So after Doc’s exit I quickly lost interest in the station.  I had other things I could do in life so not appearing on WLW wouldn’t be a big deal to me—but for Doc, it was his life.  He lives, breaths, eats, drinks, and thinks talk radio 24 hours a day 7 days a week.  For him, I knew the termination at 700 WLW hurt and as brave of a voice as he tried to apply to the situation when he spoke to me about it on the phone—I could tell how much pain it brought him.  I felt terrible about it and was very resentful of WLW.  I tried to maintain business etiquette, but they were much diminished in my eyes.

Doc Thompson now works directly for Glenn Beck and has recently just completed his first year on The Blaze Radio Network.  Doc reminisced a bit about this experience celebrating his first year with his producer Skip LeCombe.  Glenn had joked with Doc about going to Skip’s for lunch.  The joke was in the context of when WLW fired Doc by inviting him to a Skip’s Deli for lunch to break the bad news.  Beck was poking fun with Doc and Skip—but in reality after their first year—it was the opposite situation from what was experienced at WLW.  Over the last year, Doc and Skip have traveled all over the United States and given hundreds of personal speeches to crowds of people on behalf of The Blaze making Doc’s new boss—Glenn Beck—very, very happy.  The Blaze Radio has grown tremendously and Doc Thompson has been a big reason why.  Have a listen:

Several months after the termination of Doc from WLW he had taken a job in Detroit, but that station was changing direction to an all sports channel leaving Doc and Skip on the out again.  Laura Ingram had announced that she was giving up her syndication show, and Doc positioned himself to fill that spot—but it wasn’t going well.  On the day after Thanksgiving in 2012 Doc hosted as a fill in for Glenn Beck and after he got off the air he called me to vent a bit.  I was taking my daughter out to lunch that day but we took some time to talk with Doc as I felt badly for him yet again the bad luck hovering behind him like an evil specter.  The job options for a guy like him were slim.  Stations were steering away from hard conservatives and libertarians as the FCC was applying indirect pressure to diversify the airwaves with more progressive personalities.  The job market for a guy like Doc was slim—really slim.

Doc wanted a syndication show and there wasn’t really a path to get there.  A month after that phone call, Glenn Beck offered Doc Thompson the chance of a life time—a chance to run the prime time spot of 6 AM to 9 AM on a new radio station called The Blaze Radio which would be internet based capitalizing on the new web-based media productions that could be experienced with mobile devices, podcasts, and satellite radio.  Doc would be the lead-in to Glenn Beck himself who has daily listeners in the millions—so this was the chance Doc had really been working for his entire life.

Now, a year later The Blaze has become a trusted news source for millions of people, and Doc has been at the helm.  Glenn Beck as Doc mentioned in his broadcast could have taken his hundreds of millions of dollars and sat on all that money for the rest of his life living comfortably.  But, instead, he has extended himself out to this freedom fight creating The Blaze for people who do not like the direction of the current United States.  Because of Glenn Beck, a person like Doc and Skip have a place to work—which is a market that is shrinking rapidly as machine politics is working behind the scenes to shut down any opposition to their way of thinking.  Glenn Beck with Doc Thompson has shown once again why he is so far out in front of the curve—The Blaze is now being picked up not just all over the world on iHeart Radio and Pandora, but conventional stations who are putting it into syndication.

Doc has a radio style that is the opposite of Howard Stern.  Both hosts are funny, and fought their way through multiple hardships to overcome tremendous opposition against them.  Both are very tall, and exceptionally intelligent.  But Doc is squeaky clean and very, very funny while Stern has resorted to pubescent jokes and shock jock material to advance himself.  Doc is to the radio world one of the best voices of liberty that there is—and it’s not an act—he is 100% authentic to his beliefs.  What he states on the air, he believes with his very soul—and that makes him a very sincere and genuine person that is quite exceptional.

I am proud of Doc and Skip for their willingness to fight it out the way they did.  I am proud of Glenn Beck for taking a chance on Doc, and I am proud off all the millions of people who have turned off traditional radio and turned on The Blaze.  That decision alone has forced traditional radio to grudgingly seek syndication of Doc and Skip’s show for the kind of content that radio listeners actually want—not the kind of crap the FCC wants to ram down people’s throats.  The kind of radio that WLW indicated to Doc that they were going to give to the world when they fired him at Skip’s Deli has turned out to be just another sports station with dying hosts barely shadowing their former self.  With the devastating news after an otherwise wonderful honeymoon and a chance to begin a life anew WLW did Doc and the world a great favor.  Doc could have rolled over and let the world crush him—but he didn’t—even in the darkest moments of his life—a period where he called me on the phone after concluding a fill-in for Glenn Beck the day after Thanksgiving where he would have been justified at being angry with the world—he didn’t give up.  It is that kind of resiliency that is taking The Blaze Radio Network to new levels of entertainment and professionalism changing forever the nature of radio entertainment.  It has been a good year—and the start of something truly special that will go down in history as a pinnacle moment for the human race.

Rich Hoffman

 www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com

 

Harvey Weinstein’s Stupid Anti-NRA Film: Why ‘Expendables 3’ will destroy Meryl Streep

When Harvey Weinstein promised to make a movie with Meryl Streep going after the National Rifle Association, he declared war against middle America. His statements were a simple declaration that many already knew—that Hollywood is teeming with parasitic liberals hell-bent on a destructive progressive agenda.  For such a prominent producer and actress to make such a bold statement is to declare their alliance with collectivism and the breath of evil which has blown it along through the ages.  So I look forward to Meryl’s anti-gun movie—because I’ll make a bet with the liberal Hollywood elite—I bet as of January 2014 that the Sylvester Stallone film Expendables 3 will out gross Streep’s anti-NRA film by over $700 dollars per screen in every market outside of New York and Los Angeles.  I will also bet that Stallone’s film will top $300 million at the box office while Streep will be lucky to break $100 million. So go ahead Harvey—make your silly NRA movie and watch all the people who will go see Expendables 3 instead.  The bottom line in the movie world is that middle America decides if films are hits or successes—and in that region—they love their guns and they hate big government.  Expendables 3 will do more for the sale of guns than Weinstein’s picture will do against them—and the liberal Hollywood machine will be left scratching their heads.  Their premier actress Meryl Streep will be out grossed by a bunch of retired action stars from the 1980s—and they’ll do it spectacularly.  Critics will pan the film with negative reviews, entertainment web-sites and television broadcasts will declare the Expendables 3 has bad production values and glorifies guns and killing—but it won’t matter.  Expendables 3 will top $300 million at the box office when it hits theaters this upcoming August—place your bets now.  And Harvey’s film will barely make its money back from the production costs.

http://www.usnews.com/opinion/blogs/peter-roff/2014/01/21/harvey-weinsteins-anti-nra-movie-continues-hollywoods-gun-control-obsession

My son-in-law had been raving about how good Expendables 2 was, and even as he was declaring it—I had my doubts.  I enjoyed the first one, but certainly didn’t go out of my way to see the second one at theaters.  Growing up in the 80s I sort of take it for granted that movies like the Expendable films get made—as they used to come out every couple of months in America during the Reagan presidency.  I truly enjoyed seeing all those great action stars again in Jason Stratham, Jet Li, Sylvester Stallone, Chuck Norris, Jean-Claude Van Damme, Bruce Willis, and Arnold Schwarzenegger all in the same movie kicking absolute ass during the entire duration of the plot.  I didn’t think I’d enjoy it as much as a film like 2013’s Man of Steel, Iron Man 3 or The Hobbit.  But he did convince me recently to watch the movie with him and I’m glad he did.

Expendables 2 was wonderfully testosterone filled without apology.  It was uncompromisingly manly—and for that I was grateful.  I have not laughed so hard genuinely in a long time as I did when Arnold Schwarzenegger ripped the door off a Smart Car that Bruce Willis was driving and declared that he has shoes bigger than the car—all while mowing down bad guys with machine guns.  It was a wonderfully fun movie and it was just pleasurable to see a movie with all those actors known for their tough guy rolls in the same movie.  It was a movie made for the core of America from the rural areas of Pennsylvania to the recluse mobile home dwellers in the Nevada Mountains.  Santa Monica, California might look down their nose at all these old action stars mindlessly killing thousands of people centering around a ridiculous mercenary plot—and New York career climbers would find all the activity repulsive—but everyone else in America loves it.  Expendables 2 is an American movie made for American men.  End of story.  It is a film meant to be watched by men while the women cook in the kitchen during Holiday events gossiping about other family members who aren’t present.  In such times men have very little to do—they usually watch football as grown men run into each other as hard as they can, or they watch movies like Expendables 2.  It is a fun movie that is not afraid to touch the heart of a testosterone driven entity.  Women might complain about that testosterone when its inconvenient to them—but in the bedroom they want it.  Expendables 2 is likely to improve the love lives of many women, so they shouldn’t complain.

As for Harvey Weinstein he’s built his career producing movies that exploit violence and guns—films like Pulp Fiction, True Romance, Grindhouse, Sin City, the Kill Bill movies, Rambo, Django Unchained along with many others.  He also has made several sexually exploitive films.  He had Madonna show her bare breasts in the 1991 film Truth or Dare, and had Nichole Kidman very; very naked in Cold Mountain, which likely ruined her career.  Once people saw her in such a nude fashion in that movie after the film Eyes Wide Shut,there was nothing left to desire in Nichole.  Everyone had seen everything and Nichole was officially old news after that.  Here is Harvey’s film resume:

Executive producer

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harvey_Weinstein

Because of his Academy Awards he falsely believes that he’s a “serious” filmmaker.  But what he’s done is use action films exploiting massive amounts of violence—some of the most violent movies ever made—and turned those profits into progressive agenda films—like Silver Linings Playbook, Zack and Miri Make a Porno, and Chicago.  He is the opposite of someone like Walt Disney who took his profits from animated films to crusade for traditional values. Harvey exploited violence, sex, and over-the-top action to fund progressive films—which never make much money. So now, Harvey thinks he’s the king of Hollywood and that he can command Meryl Streep to make a film that will sink the NRA.  Well, good luck, Harvey.  Your Hollywood friends might like a film like that—but while the women are gabbing in the kitchen during Holidays cooking dinner as they are prone to do—the men won’t be popping in a DVD of your upcoming stupid anti-NRA film.  They’ll put in Expendables 2, and in the future Expendables 3, and if Stallone gets his way, Clint Eastwood will be in Expendables 4 taking the director’s chair and appearing in the film.  I’d pay damn good money to watch Clint Eastwood as an 86-year-old man blasting bad guys with a .500 magnum over one of Harvey’s pictures like Zack and Miri.

So have at it Harvey—take my bet.  Your movie with Meryl Streep will be grossly out performed by Expendables 3 which will add to the cast mentioned above Harrison Ford, Antonia Banderias, and Mel Gibson.  In addition, ten years from now where men have the option to watch all the Expendables movies or the latest anti-gun film from the Weinstein Company what do you think they’ll pick. Even with all of Hollywood’s efforts to make women “equal” or enlightened, they’ll still be in the kitchen cooking dinners for their men and talking about those men’s mothers—and the men will be looking for violent entertainment that features guns—guns, and more GUNS!  And there isn’t a damn thing anybody can do about it. It’s the way God made all of us, and that is the way it will always be even 2000 years from now long after progressivism has fallen off the radar as a failure in social engineering long forgotten—like all of Harvey’s non-violent progressive films—such as Chicago and his upcoming film with Meryl Streep dead before it is ever made.

What’s Wrong With America: Matt Clark covers Walt Disney as Abigail Disney seeks relevancy

Matt Clark had spent the last week in Disney World running in a yearly marathon event he has made a ritual of embarking on.  During his trip he sent me a nice picture taken under the Liberty Tree which permeated the glum of the winter blues with reminders of the southern family haven of Disney’s vast empire I love so much.  Matt shares this love with me and he wanted to pay tribute with a visit to the Liberty Tree at Liberty Square, a place that Walt Disney wanted to ensure that America would never forget.  Once Matt arrived home, he did a radio show on WAAM with his Disney trip still fresh on his mind and opened up the phone lines.  He asked a simple question, would Walt Disney be able to amass such a large media empire in modern America—with only a high school education, and a federal government that wants to be in the pocket of every business in America.  Matt opened up the phone lines, and this is what happened.  Have a listen.

My answer to Matt’s question is that Disney could not exist today.  In fact he is currently under attack as Meryl Streep displayed just last week.  In a previous time of common sense, Disney made comments about women stating, “women do not do any of the creative work in connection with preparing the cartoons for the screen, as that task is performed entirely by young men.”  That was the quote Streep uttered which was then backed a few days later by Disney’s grand niece Abigail Disney—who is the granddaughter of Walt’s brother Roy.  Uncle Walt could not exist today as he would be picked apart by progressive ideology which would have encumbered his imagination needlessly, and prevented him from doing what he did in bringing to the world a ray of light with the Disney media empire which we all enjoy from ESPN to the Disney Channel.

http://pjmedia.com/lifestyle/2014/01/17/abigail-disney-doubles-down-on-disinformation-about-her-great-uncle-walt/

Abigail’s comments would be similar to the daughter of one of my nieces criticizing the things I wrote here on Overmanwarrior’s Wisdom 70 years from now—the context would be evaporated by a watered down family member who is the kid of a kid of a brother who lacked Walt’s abilities and secretly has resented it their entire life.  Abigail said on the heels of Meryl Streep’s comments:

“And if you are going to have mixed feelings about a family member (and we all do) take it from me, you really need to be as honest as possible about those feelings, or else you are going to lead yourself into many a blind alley in life!! … Anti-Semite? Check. Misogynist? OF COURSE!! Racist? C’mon he made a film (Jungle Book) about how you should stay ‘with your own kind’ at the height of the fight over segregation! As if the ‘King of the Jungle’ number wasn’t proof enough!! How much more information do you need? But damn, he was hella good at making films and his work has made billions of people happy. There’s no denying it. So there ya go. Mixed feelings up the wazoo.”

Abigail posted again 10 hours later: “I feel I have to clarify. I LOVED what Meryl Streep said. I know he was a man of his times and I can forgive him, but Saving Mr Banks was a brazen attempt by the company to make a saint out of the man. A devil he was not. Nor an angel.

To defend Walt Disney if I had the chance to speak with him back then when he made those statements about women in his animation department in the context of his times I would say that he was concerned about bringing women into a room full of animators who were expected to draw pictures all day.  When men and women are brought together in the same time and same place—they tend to attempt to engage in sexual relationships which distract from the work a person like Disney was performing.  Considering that nobody has come along like Disney then or since, his formula should be studied not rejected.

Progressives do not have a way to deal with this intermixing problem of men and women working together.  Their solution is to advocate gay rights so that they can bring the same tensions to male to male relationships and take the light off the fact that women still tend to sleep their way to the top, and provide temptations to slack jawed men—and Disney wanted to avoid that kind of thing.  Of course men and women have learned to work things out over time, companies like Lucasfilm, Weta, and Pixar come to mind as similar companies that do the same kind of work that Disney did which still gets done when men and women work together in close proximity.  But at the time, in the 1940s when labor unions were trying to destroy Walt Disney, and women were demanding “equal” rights which threatened to bring sexual drama to his skilled animators—the emergence of all these progressive concepts were threatening to destroy what he spent his life building.

Now many years later man haters like Meryl Streep and Abigail Disney corrupted by progressive propaganda wish to paint Walt in the light of the modern progressive times—which is actually quite screwed up.  Disney wouldn’t get media, Disney wouldn’t get financing, and Disney would find himself always in court defending himself—and he wouldn’t have the time or energy to conduct the kind of projects he embarked on.   He barely was able to do what he did in the context of his times……………he would surely be destroyed before he ever got started today………….so the answer to Matt’s question is that no, Disney could not do today what he did during his time.  There would be no Disney World, there would have been no Zorro television show, no Davey Crockett, no Disney Channel there’d be nothing but a film maker who made a few cartoons that would be immediately panned by critics and disposed directly to Red Box to die a quick death on the rental market in direct competition with pornography.

But here is the real reason for the increase in attacks against Walt Disney, especially lately after the release of Saving Mr. Banks.  You see, nothing is by accident and rival studios run by liberal labor unions see the writing on the wall—and everyone knows how Walt felt about labor unions—he didn’t like them.  But you won’t hear those quotes from Meryl and Abigail—only the things that can be distorted to suit the modern progressive agenda.  Disney in the next four years is poised to explode with their mythic relevancy.  With the acquisition of Star Wars that alone will drive the company toward economic growth that will exceed all the other production companies in Hollywood combined.  Yet in addition to that, they also have Marvel comics as well as Pixar leaving the Disney Company in prime shape to bring in new revenue streams combating the escalating production costs of making motion pictures—which is destroying the other studios and drying up  work on Wilshire Blvd.  I have said it many times; Star Wars is going to ignite a revolution of creative thought across the entire world.  I remember what it was like in the 70s under the independent hand of George Lucas—who designed his companies after Walt Disney.  The Disney Company has even more power and ability to expand that mythology to a society that is lacking social and intellectual value and are hungry for it.  In just a few short years it will be impossible to go anywhere and not see something of Star Wars from action figures to party napkins.  The merchandising alone will rock the coffers at the Disney Company to levels never seen before with an entertainment company.  Disney will of course do what they always do, they’ll take that money and produce good family films like Frozen, The Little Mermaid, The Lone Ranger, and Saving Mr Banks—good traditional family productions that will drive progressives out of their minds with anxiety—because they desire to crush traditional America.  Disney was committed to preserving it, and Star Wars will give the company the financial leverage to do more of it.

Family members would say the same things about me as Abigail did of Uncle Walt for much the same reasons—because their frame of reference is skewed by the progressive times by progressive concepts that have infected their belief systems.  The value of the statements about Walt come from the faulty beliefs of the advocates.  Meryl Streep would be nothing if she did not brown nose producers in the early days of her career to get film roles.  She is entirely dependent on other people to give her work.  When those people line up the financing, direct the make-up people, lighting and camera guys, and hire writers to make a movie they hire Meryl to stand in front of the camera and do what they tell her to do.  As much of a liberated woman as she wishes to pretend she is, she still does what people tell her to do.  If they tell her to kiss somebody, she does.  She learns the lines that other people write for her, acts the way other people tell her to.  If they say to take off her top off she does or pose seductively with another actress, she does.  Check out this for the proof where Meryl did a lesbian love scene with Penelope Cruz for Harper’s Bazaar.  How is Meryl Streep a free—independent woman?

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-2127756/Penelope-Cruz-recounts-getting-topless-Meryl-Streep-shows-hourglass-shape-exquisite-shoot.html

Who would pay any attention to what Abigail Disney put on her Facebook account if her last name wasn’t “Disney.”  And who gave her that value……….Uncle Walt who built something in America that Meryl and all her other Hollywood friends couldn’t even conceive of.   They have attempted to copy off Walt, but when they failed, they have slandered his name.  Without Walt Disney her grandfather Roy and everyone that came after—including her—would have just been average man-hating progressives spiteful about the world and everything in it.

There may come a time in the future where a persona like Walt Disney could once again do what he did to make the Disney Company one of the best organizations in the world.  But not in this time and this place—not in the days where Barack Obama is president and a criminal like Hillary Clinton is a front runner for the office in 2016.  These are dark times—far removed from the hopeful days of Walt Disney and the kind of stories he wanted to tell hoping to save mankind from itself all in the glory of entertainment with some value added.  They don’t teach the kind of genius that Walt Disney had in school, and that drives progressives even crazier—because they don’t understand how someone like Disney could have ever been so brilliant.  So they do the only thing they know how to do—they tear the guy down behind his back using bra burning feminists to advocate the smear hoping that they can destroy the Disney Company before the next wave of box office profits threatens to put them all out of business.  And that is what is behind Meryl Streep’s comments which led to Abigail’s slander of her treasured family member.

The ultimate answer to Matt’s question, could Walt Disney exist today…………….the answer is NO!  Walt Disney is attacked for the same reason that Chick-fil-A is, because he made a quality product with values and set a bar too high for everyone else to compete with.  These days, what matters to most everyone is to set the bar of competition so low that anybody can win—and Disney simply made that bar too high, and he did it partially by recognizing that his animators needed to concentrate on their jobs instead of looking for a lunch date.

Rich Hoffman

 www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com

 

The Fur Coats of Marcella Sills: Second handed progressives and their policies of stolen value

New York City is a utopian dream.  That is the point Doc Thompson and Skip LeCombe were making on The Blaze Radio Network.  New York is the safe haven of progressives; it is the result of their policies, philosophies and influence.  New York is the result of progressive authority so if it were so great—it should be “perfect.”  Yet the reality of the situation is far from it, New York has some real trouble and the fault is squarely on the shoulders of progressives.  This has never been more obvious than in the public education industry—and specifically a school in New York City.  Public School 106 in Rockaway, New York is one of the most poorly run schools in the United States and is the embodiment of what happens when progressives are able to make the world into their image.  It is run by Marcella Sills, a 48-year-old club hopping socialite who spends more time in her fur coat and BMW than she does on her job which she seldom even shows up for.  When she does come to work it is past 11 AM.  The classrooms are infested with vermin and the smell of urine, there are few substitute teachers, and the kids frequently watch movies all day instead of learning anything—while Marcella Sills makes $128,207 off the American taxpayer.  Listen to Doc and Skip address this very serious issue on their very popular Blaze Radio Network show on every day from 6 AM to 9 AM all over the world.

Thus, public schools to some degree or another are the net result of progressive policy and the faults now being seen so grotesquely in our modern society is directly their fault.  They own the poor performance, they own the treachery of the teacher unions, the sexual molestation of students, the bullying, the sheer stupidity, the apathy, the broken budgets—progressives own all the troubles because they created them first hand.

Of course as a middle-ager I have been in many personal circumstances where I have had success with something, then others trained in progressive concepts has attempted to loot off my efforts and then sign their name to my success.  My standard policy is the moment this happens I put down my work and let the looters choke on their own bad decisions.  I do not allow them to loot off my efforts so that they can appear to know what they are doing.  I do not support “group” circle jerk endeavors where progressive concepts are allowed to sap the strength of my ideas.  The moment I see it, I remove my influence and let the parasites choke on their own bad policy and stupidity.  I do not let them use me as a shield from reality.  I step aside and let them feel the full impact of their poor decisions.  To do anything else would be to allow a deception.  The same holds true for large organizations like public schools.  To allow public education to hide behind the good efforts of a football player who is exceptional and earning scholarships all over America, or the parents who truly love their children and want what’s best for them—public schools often hide behind such exceptions and sign their name to their success as a collective enterprise.  They say often—“we produced the star athlete,” or the child who achieved honors for academic aptitude. The individual efforts of the athlete or the loving parents are almost always ignored in favor of collective salvation.

However in New York, the haven of progressivism, there aren’t many people of quality to sap off of so progressives are left unshielded from reality.  Most  of the good people have left and moved to more conservative areas of the country leaving only losers, malcontents and progressives to run the entire endeavor—and the evidence of their work is eye-popping obvious.  Marcella Sills might as well be Michelle Obama, or Hillary Clinton—they are all progressives who are nothing but leeches off of society.  If they look good in their nice clothes are fancy cars it is not because of their skills, their personal aptitude, but because they have benefited from taking from others and reaping the fruits personally.

Much was made of Michelle Obama’s recent 50th birthday and how good she looked.  The American media addicted to European royalty wanted to make her into something she’s not—a goddess of progressive ideals—but all she is–is a simple thief.  Neither of the Obamas currently in The White House could be plopped down in a business situation and make it profitable.  Neither has the skill to assess human potential or find a profit margin in a task that only exists in a mind and that makes them functionally worthless.  So they become members of government so that they can earn through the IRS the ability to steal worth from people who create it and provide the illusion that they are people of success too.

When Marcella Sills arrives late almost every morning to her rat infested school in her fur coat and night club clothing fueled by her six figure salary she is stating to the world that she is a success.  She is so successful that she can come and go as she pleases in her BMW.  But she is nothing but a looter—only at Public School 106 in Rockaway, New York there is nobody to steal value from.  The teachers, the students, the parents, the politicians are either all progressive, heavily government dependent, or being taught to be—so there is nobody of any value to steal from leaving Marcella grossly exposed as a fraud.

For more times than I can count I have been asked by people who think they are superior to me—socially, politically, financially, or even intellectually—how do you know how to judge the talent of people, how do you know how to recruit, how do you know how to see something that does not exist yet so clearly.  I am often good about these kinds of encounters and often try to teach people so that they can do for themselves.  Sadly, often this is not what is going on.  The interrogators are simply wanting to steal my recipe so that they can put their name on my concepts.  Of course they are willing to share the credit with me until they can politically push me aside later—or so they believe.  But I never allow it, and their failures are predictably on par every single time.  I can almost name the date on a calendar when they will fail if I take away my input—and deep down inside they know it.

That is when the word “team” comes out of their mouths—“it’s good for the team, the organization as a whole—if you tell me how you did this—or that.”  But it never is—its only good for them so that they can steal value and hide their incompetency behind it.   From my vantage point, it is best for an organization to understand where they are failing and to expose the problem areas by preventing the looting of value from others.  In this way an organization can have success by spotting the personnel that is robbing its strength.  Public schools have no such dynamic—so they perpetually must rob money from the tax payer to inject their institutions with value that they do not have—and can never get.

Marcella Sills, or Michelle Obama cannot make value where it doesn’t exist.  Just because they have a fur coat paid for by tax payers, or their own private airplane to fly around the world—they are simply second handers—people who cannot live without the aid of others to help them.  Their lives are second handed and totally reliant on some primary to initiate everything.  All they are able to do is loot off the existence of those who create.  In New York’s public schools where such value is lacking—the buildings and social structure are failing miserably—because there aren’t enough people of value to steal from leaving Public School 106 in Rockaway, New York a dump vacant of a mind or caring soul to save it from people like Marcella Sills.

It is time for everyone else to do what I have suggested and that is to remove their value from such institutions and allow those collective organizations to choke on their own failure.  The best thing for children is to see the contrasts clearly between those who have value and those who do not.  To allow a lie to continue is to allow a system that is corrupt by progressive influence to loot off the efforts of the good—which doesn’t teach children anything but how to grow up and become looters themselves.  It’s not always so easy to see in places like Lakota, or Beverly Hills where people of value and wealth live—but behind the scenes running all these places are incompetent fools like Marcella Sills.  The only real difference is that Sills is running a school where the entire population is progressive, where other places that are wealthy have a portion of the population that can be stolen from in value propping up everyone else.  The behavior is the same—and so are the results.

Rich Hoffman

 www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com

 

Ditzy Braless Bitches and Enamored Weak-kneed Men: How public relation firms destroy society with ‘Social Proof’

In the original draft of my novel Tail of the Dragon I was extremely critical of public relations firms—especially those owned by foreign interests in the New York market.  This of course did not sit well with the public relations branch of my publisher.  During rewrites it was insisted upon that much of my harshest criticism be removed.  As the publisher, they had a contractual right to do that even though I wasn’t crazy about it.  Much of the public relations subplots of the novel did not make it into the final draft which didn’t hurt the story, but did not allow me to expose to the extent that I creatively wished to illuminating public relation firms as the propaganda arm of misinformation by exposing a vulnerable aspect of human nature—their ancient and very tribal need to travel in herds.  I was tapping into my reader’s intellectual desire to rebel away from such a manner in my novel, but with that publisher, it wasn’t going to fly.  Public relations professionals such as those who work to improve the image of government schools or run cover stories for corrupt politicians use a term called “social proof,” which Bill Whittle from PJTV covered during a recent segment.  Social Proof, used to be called ‘Peer-pressure,’ but has since taken on a new, less harsh name.   It is essentially a type of mob mentality that convinces people to go along with the herd.  President Obama is really President Social Proof–he convinced a slew of voters that to question him was racist through public relations mechanisms utilizing social proof. Now, several voices are crying out that the Emperor…President…is wearing no clothes, and all that’s left to do is run the hollow people into the river.  Watch Whittle’s explanation of that metaphor below.

Social proof is how the scam artists of public relations work their magic.  They convince the masses that a truth is not a truth because a majority opinion does not believe such a thing.  Once the masses invest into a belief public relations specialists can then direct social temperament to the molding of that belief—which is happening at virtually every level of endeavor in modern America.  Public relations are so corrosive that it could easily be assumed that almost nothing we hear today we can believe—because most of it has been formed to expose social proof as the mechanism of mental acceptance.

Years ago I worked with a girl on a project whose father ran a large downtown Cincinnati public relations firm.  This project involved WLW radio, major local politicians, and a wide range of very dynamic individuals.  I attended several meetings at this downtown location and as things became friendlier, she came to my house.  The more I came to know this young woman, the more I despised her.  I held my opinions in check for the good of the project we were all working on, but quickly, my desire to work with such a corrupt—formless personality became too great.  On an evening when I was set to go do a show on WLW during Willie’s time slot, I refused as the personalities involved had attempted to steer this project into the realm of social proof where a formless void of chaos was acting upon the development.  I quickly learned during this experience why large companies become faceless, spineless organizations as public relation firms and lawyers take their products down a similar path and once there they often have too much time and money invested to back out—so they withdrawal from the creative process leaving everything to the parasites of public relations—which is about as unproductive as an endeavor as there is.  They do nothing for a product except expose in consumers their need to satisfy a social proof which drives them to participate in the products represented by public relation firms.

My experience with this firm disgusted me, and it took me several years to get the bad taste out of my mouth, but I did learn a tremendous amount from them—which ended up in my book.  But as my publisher stated, damning public relations firms would surely damn the sales of the book because without public relations—how could I hope to sell a book in this modern climate.  My statements were the same as what they were all those years ago with the Cincinnati firm and WLW radio—I’d let honesty and the desire for a product that touched on the human desire for anti social proof carry the day.  It doesn’t always work so well, but I feel better about the things I do when social proof is not a factor—but the curiosity of the masses are instead driven by individual desire.  Those generated by public relation firms promoting social proof are essentially advocating falsification of reality.

One of the reasons I love Star Wars so much is that the love of that product is driven by individual freedom and recognition.  Social proof actually worked against Star Wars in the 70s, the studios were rebelling against the film and if not for Alan Ladd Jr., 20th Century Fox would have pulled out of the deal.  The industry did not want the product of Star Wars, but the internal desire of the human race did—which proves to me that such things are possible—and it gives me hope.   Every time we go to the movies and see a preview for a new film—most of which will not live up to the hype, we are seeing attempts by public relations specialists to expose to the mass public a demand created by social proof to obtain strong opening weekend sales.  Most films because they are completely social proof in their content fizzle out within two weeks of their box office take as the public turns away disappointed to their next hope for a successful movie going experience.  In 2013 to 2014 the films which defy social proof are the Disney film Frozen, and Peter Jackson’s The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug.  The product of those films exceeds the social proof of popular opinion and my excitement over those enterprises is because they overcome the falsification of social proof.  Those two films are the two best-selling films which still have strong box office support several weeks after their opening weekend release which means that the content of those films defies social proof.  People do not go see them because of peer pressure; they see them because the stories communicate to their individual natures.  There is a BIG difference.

The Disney Company utilizes social proof in massive droves to attract people to their television, movie and amusement parks.  But once there, Disney actually provides a good product and people come away generally happy and fulfilled on an individual level.  Barack Obama uses social proof to hide his many crimes and scandals.  This leaves society always feeling anxious and compelled to fill the void with conspiracy theories.  But the behavior does not change because social proof creates a paralysis among the human species which states that action cannot be taken against injustice if the masses do not recognize the peril.  This is why liberals, progressives, out-right communists and socialists have attempted to remove value from society using public relation firms to help them commit the deed, so that society would not have the intellectual tools to make such a determination.  So long as society is paralyzed with shackles of lost value, they cannot act out against political crimes because social proof prevents them from acting.

Social proof advocated by public relations firms are one of the worst aspects of modern society.  In my local school district of Lakota they are used to hide sex scandals from teachers against students, and advocate dangerously high tax rates among the property owners.  In the current White House, Obama uses social proof to hide the content of his past and the crimes of his present—such as Benghazi, Fast and Furious, and the IRS scandal.  Social proof does not hide the crime, but it does take away the means of holding conviction against it.  Individually, most people will declare under their breath that something is wrong, but due to their ancient tendencies toward collectivism, will not stand by such convictions in the light of day as social proof prevents them from openly advocating such a thing.  It is in this way that much evil is committed in broad daylight and suffering on an epic level is perpetuated.  And all such things begin with public relation firms and ditzy braless bitches lacking a soul propped up by cowardly men who would rather sip wine from their high-heeled shoes than stand on the ground of conviction for what’s right and what’s wrong.  They’d rather spin the facts with social proof and hide the crimes of existence behind that terrible form of peer pressure.

Rich Hoffman

 www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com