"Li'L Abne Original Trailer". Вайнах ЛигаJanuary 23, 2013.
The movies and songs and shows and celluloid and political product they are slinging is of a morbid, usually with murder and sleaze, and sleaze and murder, rape and pornographic, abuse and tyranny versus "good" themes--but morbid, dark and foreboding, not funny and light. A serendipitous discovery of a movie that I formerly would not have even begun to watch has now turned me on to the days when light-hearted political satire and commentary but based on "rural" formulas for what American had been, before all the strip malls and Walmarts and MTV programming sleaze and "be bad" videos profoundly turned Americans into sadistic and pornographic consumers dedicated to killing in the name of pleasure and comfort and then Haute Living as the epitome of all Socio-political American cultural existence they strive for:
I found me a movie I'm a gonna watch--no sleazy murders, no murderous sleaze---
just plan political satire in the form of outdated fashion in the former USA where thought was something that money could not buy (out) for sell-out---even for "rednecks"--in the "sticks"
I'm a-still goin' through the accusations that not being from a European citadel makes me a stupid American instead of someone with potential to think and understand the bs that the "elite" are pumping out---
I think it's time for Lil' Abner to be resurrected because I have never even heard of this comic or Broadway play or movie. I just happened upon it by accident--a fortunate accident. Strolling through the free streaming movie lists of morbid mind control trauma based sleaze/murder programming, corruption and thuggery promotions written by screenwriters and directed by expletives and portrayed by actors of the same moral fiber---
I'm gonna watch this and feel proud of American culture for a small moment, reminiscing about the time when the country was able to pull TOGETHER to question the berserk policies of politics and the elitist puddles of conglomerated wealth---
Now all has been programmed by a holographic endless repetition in the form of quick and easy brain-programming accessibility in the form of quick and easy sleazy and murderous technological programming (your boxes, tubes and electronic brain-implant portals termed "entertainment" devices---often with a "moral" "Righteous" quality intermixed with the subliminal programming to consume, and be devoured and devour and consume--)
Lil Abner even has some excellent choreography, acrobatics and the people have a less-than-sleazy but still aesthetic and even "sexual" quality)--
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"Ludacris Champaign, IL clip". MrEFFDUBB. October 17, 2022.
...and Champaign, Illinois-born Ludacris, comin back from his years of living in the Big Tyme (LA) training, programming the folk on how to get drunk, drive in the fast lane, yelling "b**ch get outta my way" driving over others--etc--how to become "someone important"---watch the audience cheer. I wonder how many of the audience members for this show would fully attack me as gang stalkers? Or would they as opposed to the bigot outright racists of Champaign who would disdain this concert? Would there be a demographic difference between Ludacris "get outta my way b**"" followers following hate protocol, versus the "good Christian" attackers who would have me poisoned and raped to death and put in accidents and attacked without end, I wonder? When I grew up in Champaign, around 1968, 1969, 1970, up until 1975, the "redneck" common folk were polite, gentle and kindly towards me. They not only preached moral virtue but practiced it. If it weren't for these types of people (I refer to the white types) I would not have survived psychologically the terror that the "hip" wanna be "haute" types turned into once "disco" culture and MTV consumed culture into consuming and discarding with hate the rural attire and attitude---
But these types, the kindly white folk in my neighborhood, who helped me, did not participate in the terror afflicting me--they had a gentle and kindly humor alongside their moral stance of doing what is right by human virtue--of not attacking someone without just cause, of protecting society from people creating chaos. A structured sense of good deeds done for people regardless of expectation of promotion or award, only that the reward is that the society remains intact with goodness at the basis of human interaction, following a creed of respecting others on equal basis. That was the stalwart basis which was of course a dream-like aspiration but it was the rational justification for not allowing terrorists to attack me. It didn't always work, and as society began to delve into the disco era and the programming into fast, easy and sleazy consumer upgrade of human beings into consumable consumers--that era of that Illinois culture died along with it. Some of the people who had formerly truly advocated for me mysteriously died and their children became nasty gang stalking terrorists towards me, as if on cue. Maybe I am merely dreaming in a nostalgic sense, but I know this to be the case. Perhaps I was spared because I was a young child instead of a growing, budding female ripe for exploitation? I don't know. I know that once the technology expanded the consciousness to include porn, sleaze and murder depicted for "entertainment" the gang stalking worsened. The more the disco era progressed the more people could only see that unless you looked like all the rows of blonde models portrayed in the media you were "nothing" in terms of "popularity". Maybe I was sheltered from it all being bused to a "black" part of Urbana to undergo "experimental" teaching methodology for advancement into critical thinking capabilities (which the drugging reduced at least 80 percent when the MK ULTRA program became much more vicious and deadly, in the mid-70's).
As I recall, the people who truly kept my life on an even keel with normalcy always had a slight joke to offer when there was a breach of the societal contract that the terrorists tried to inflict upon me. It was humor and a sense of dignified justice and the belief that no one should be pushed down and that society should operate upon the principles of rightness and fairness and that no one is above the law (following in the Patriotic praises these people made about how America is a place where people are "free" to live without tyranny--and they meant it, for me, for themselves and the community. I am not sure how much they meant it for black folk living in poverty in Urbana, however as I lived in Champaign). I was not made aware of the private sayings of the adults when it came to these issues. However, the school I was sent to had advanced instruction for blacks so I think the community at large wanted very much to improve life for all.
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When terrorists moved from Chicago to Champaign to foment the terrorist COINTELPRO agenda, the "big city" terrorists easily and quickly persuaded the "good" white folk to partake in terrorist activity towards me. The truly funny and good people who had formerly sheltered and protected me completely disappeared from life, most of them died within a small window of time. I truly believe that COINTELPRO killed even the truly righteous even of white culture (because they were NOT Nazi white supremacists). The jokes stopped and no one laughed as they completely ignored the terrorism that then swept over the area I lived, and I see it has swept over the country and the planet in one, huge fell of an action as if on a huge technological planned tsunami of hate. No jokes any longer, not allowed. Serious and take the hate and violence without making jokes. That is the threats I am being forced with in teleportation, or it happened two nights ago by the Germans ("heavy" metal musicians, who use "humor" but black in their white supremacist musical "anti-racist" songs and videos). Not so much at all in the private hate technological tyranny of the 4th Reich teleportation torture they have latched onto (perhaps their careers are going down, they need more money, etc). No jokes they threaten me. I think of how the truly light and beautiful people who kept me alive in my childhood always had a small joke in addition to laughing at the perpetrators and abusers who relied upon and now rely upon all law and justice being obfuscated for their take-over plots and schemes.
They call themselves "important" people, they claim they are "superior" because they have mansions of extreme wealth in the "big city" and in Europigapeland.
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"Malcolm X--Interview At Berkeley (1963)". Reelblack One. June 12, 2018.
***Post Script: btw, when I refer to "jokes" I mean insulting humor aimed at people physically threatening to kill me, insulting me based on racist and sexist grounds--and while I'm prostate, or drugged up, teleported, and being unjustly accosted like this, I think of jokes about how deranged and stupid the accusers are, how sick and stupid their cliched arguments or lack thereof insinuating the immediate category they impose upon me--whereas I can think of insults about them ad hominem that apply which are highly insulting--their response is knee-jerk threat of violence as their one and only response. They are always in groups of 2 or more (usually more like 10 or more) in these situations, with government, Mafia and Nazi support ranging from hundreds of thousands to millions of "gang stalker" re-inforcements to their every directive to attack me, ie. nearly hitting me with cars perpetually while I am driving as my steering and wheels are remotely blocked by technology--etc. The jokes I make as a salve to the insult and violence these expletives are constantly making into my face while I am sleeping, nascent sleeping, in a teleportated state while waking but partially paralyzed and thus stuck in one room, perpetually, for 2 weeks at a time, as they continuously pummel my brain with "stupid bitch" in loops, I "hear" it hissing constantly, and etc (every time I use a knife they tell me to cut my tongue, they tell me to do disgusting things while I'm in the bathroom-by now I know and understand how the cochlear technology operates and when I "feel" this "urge" i know it's subliminal jack-a$$ types spewing hate into their little microphones which direct the sentences into my cochlear but at a subliminal frequency). I respond with really excellent funny insults back at them, joking or just making light of their hate and ugliness and mostly their stupidity. They want to quash this as much as possible for the maximum effect of silenced misery, part of the trauma-based mind control protocols of destroying a personality and superimposing inferior self-abnegation as a critical component of their hateful white supremacy indoctrination programming through trauma and genocide and torture. **When I say/write that the white people who made "jokes" as they defended me, back in the less-than-haute atmosphere of highly intellectual, morally sound and explorative into advanced concepts of living in a Just society that Champaign was, in theory, presented to me growing up. The "good" white people would make jokes, light and almost whispered but in a very soft way, making fun of the people attacking me. It was a dismissal of the hate and arbitrary injustice that was used to justify discriminatory hate acts upon me. AS I wrote above, these types were literally "gone" and replaced almost immediately when wave of haters from other places (many said they were from Chicago) who took over the previous roles. Those who had been in the roles which protected me were almost instantly vanished and gone forever (probably dead then, and long dead now). I believe, as I wrote above, that this was a part of MK ULTRA's backlash against Civil Rights and all the "alternative" cultures that my family had formerly participated in and was at a pivotal center of in Champaign, from the University of ILlinois with all the student protest culture--my step-father being a literature professor who smoked pot and marched alongside the protestors of the Vietnam War, while being held aloft as a highly regarded professor at the University of Illinois (UIUC). Once the COINTELPRO forces rushed in, circa 1975--the hate backlash was like a plague of locusts coming to kill and devour. That movement has grown almost exponentially ever since. But I still have that ability to make jokes about them, which they want to kill off--as they kill so much off.---I don't consider this activity being "clownish" because it's weakening the seriousness that the criminal fascists are creating about how much they are to be taken seriously. Even if they are now accruing murder technologies that the U.S. government is handing out to psychopaths who become more pronounced psychopaths who are being handed these technologies--and that is no joke. Video below, which popped up on my YouTube channel after I wrote the first part of this post-concerns "Negro" comedians from the Entertainment field who are, in Malcolm X's words, "clowns" and "puppets" of the White man. I think the role of comedy should not be considered a weakening of the utter seriousness of which I write, which is very serious indeed. I joke because I am serious. I can't fight back against forces of multiple people using tech I can't stop with hundreds or millions of people attacking me and all Government allowing and funding these activities. Humor is a weapon, they are trying to disarm me and become only sober and sad and crushed emotionally and psychologically. I would laugh if I could destroy them, trust me, laughter has a role as a serious weapon.
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