Fanfare to the Common Man: Updating My Stance at 3,200 Readers
My stance has never changed, but after 900 publications, it's difficult to follow
I exist, because I don’t matter.
First and foremost, let me declare my gratitude for being a nobody. Fame and wealth avoided me, just the way I wanted it to happen. It’s good to be alive.
Aaron Copland composed The Fanfare to the Common Man in 1942:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HKgk6G0lekQ
Emerson, Lake & Palmer improved on it:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c2zurZig4L8
This time, I’m not reacting to a famous author’s claims. In my experience, common people, including factory workers like the one I used to be after high school, possess a lot more wisdom and common sense than many that hold high offices or doctoral degrees. That rules out of the vulgar ones, and they are present at all levels of “education” and “certifications.”
Mike’s recent comment inspired this article, along with Susan’s in the previous comment section after my last piece that was meant to exemplify mass manipulation that happens to come true (glad to report that after the two corresponding posts, I lost only four subscribers, who couldn’t handle facing facts, but another 14 readers signed up to read me). I do understand that many of my readers live in one of the 19 countries where even asking legitimate questions about the subject can result in a prison sentence, so even a “Like” could get them into trouble, which I certainly don’t want.
Mike’s comment reminded me of disclosing details that I have disclosed before, but who could find them in one or some of my 900 articles? Mike has certainly gotten the messages, but his comments helped me realize that I must articulate my way a bit more than before and, perhaps, that also means some updates (without ever contradicting with my previous statements).
Mike: I now assume that everything I have ever been taught or learned through provided information is a lie. Unless I can corroborate, or verify through my experiences or sensory input (and I’m unsure of that sometimes). At best I can put new info in the awaiting verification bin. The better your foundational truths the smaller that bin is. Everything else is just clutter to be discarded. I’m perfectly okay with uncertainty but most people cannot function in a world where everything you thought you knew is a lie.
The best message I can think of is: You have been deceived. What are you going to do about it. Your choice. Act accordingly. Or not. At least it’s informed choice. Our substack cul de sac helps but can’t do that at scale.
What’s needed is a top-down Book of All Knowledge with companion This Is How That Knowledge Has Been Used to Deceive. But people don’t read. It’s voluminous. Probably will only ever exist in fragments or chapters. Even to the initiates.
Therefore knowledge must be disseminated through other means such as intuition. Notice that intuition and independent thinking is suppressed from childhood. Subtle physical/biological assaults keep us from developing innate intuitive capability. Experts in uniforms and authority suits are always there to point us in the wrong direction. Water has been chemically altered for most. Industrial food nutrient value is non-existent or outright harmful to health. Fear is always maintained. All detrimental to intuition. This is what must be restored so that we can use the supercomputer of the human body to regain our footing and stand against those that would enslave and deny our inheritance of earth’s bounty.
Time is short. I know what I know and that’s all I know. Doesn’t stop me from trying to know more.
Here is my reply:
At the age of five, a Higher Power asked me what I wanted from life. According to a psychological evaluation1 (during which I actually had to trick the shrink, because in the mid-1960s, association from a word to a word image that was different from the pictural association would have been considered psychotic, but I somehow felt that the shrink couldn’t relate to it, so I decided to settle with only one of them in order to sound consistent; since then, it turned out that the mechanism is absolutely normal), I was found four or five years more “mature” than my age, so I actually knew what money or power meant (in grades from third to sixth, I was even a school merchant, and decided it would be too boring to spend the rest of my life making money, and both of which I was able to do with ease). Either way, after carefully considering the answer, I said, “I want to find out how the world works.” Of course, at this point, I’m sick of my findings, but that doesn’t change that I consider myself more knowledgeable on that account than I would like to be. Facing facts needs constant alertness, flexibility, and a detachment from one’s own cognitive security, but it’s always been the only way I was able and willing to go ahead. I had to start over at least 23 times, and each time, I could have died or my life would have ended in a dead end, as it happens to so many people. My constant enemies were the ones who defended mediocrity, much in the way Salieri is pictured in Amadeus (the whole movie relies on the director’s interpretation, which is most likely not much related to actual events, but it does depict a scenario that has been far too familiar to me in the last 60 years, and no, I don’t consider myself a genius, but as one of the children’s book titles that never made the cut put it, “You are different, and that’s baaad!”):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_L6hRKT6cKU
Of course, nobody has to agree with me; it’s everyone’s own life. I respect everyone’s decisions as long as they don’t want to force them on me. The moral imperative suggests that I can do that only as long as I don’t hurt others with my decisions, and this line was fully exploited during the Great Plandemic of 2020, when a non-existent “contageous” illness was supposed to make me submit to suicidal acts. I refuted that in
While I’ve always been dedicated to find out how the world works, my most surprising findings were due to the plandemic, because they forced me to reconsider everything I had ever believed. Academic teaching was good practice, but running a side show on Substack has proved ever-so-rewarding, and I did my best (incomplete, of course) to share what I’d found out.
Restarting every moment is what I discovered at the age of 19 is necessary for me in order to maintain some sort of sanity. Having no possessions is better than owning the whole world (I know, it’s preposterous, but in retrospect, it looks like I was offered several chances to join the perps with all those weird “secret” handshakes to which I only responded by grabbing the guy’s hand and shaking it properly :) As a childhood friend of mine put it, those parties simply couldn’t believe that with my acumen I was not one of them).
I tried to restrict my decisions to sensory input combined with logic around the age of 19, because I wanted to be intellectually honest. After about six months, I gave up, because the path deprived me of my humanity (exactly in the way humans are supposed to become parts of the IoT). Around 1991, I finally managed to determine that primary decisions are existential:
As Mike is saying, putting all incoming input into an open, but steady perspective is the only way to avoid being confused:
Primary decisions determine the rest, so “building one’s house on a rock” becomes inevitable2:
If all those confused minds were the result of not reading, that would be fine, but reading has been replaced with watching videos and by cell-phone use. Already 30-some years ago, I suspected that putting infants and toddlers in front of the TV as a babysitter contributed to “attention deficit ‘disorder’” (“ADD”) and the like (at that time, I didn’t suspect “vaccines,” and my 29-year-old son became “vaccine”-injured at an early age without the slightest hope of ever being compensated, but even compensation would come from the taxpayer, because the manufacturers have not been liable since 1986).
The little knowledge humans are capable of must be rooted in existential decisions. That’s the point of exercising Free Will, except hardly anyone ever does it:
As a deductive thinker who can also use induction, I would maintain that being cognizant of the cognitive process can provide some protection against making mistaken truth judgments, but only those who have something greater to live for than mere survival can ever make it above the animal level.
“Experts,” “scientists,” and the like never made it as authoritative resources in my book, because all of them are financed by people who profit from misleading people, and even the “scientific process” is a psyop:
As a result, I prefer to prove myself at every turn, and I don’t use my “Dr” prefix; in fact, especially recently, I’ve been also finding the titles “Professor” and “Doctor” equally and extremely repulsive. I accept all responsiblities that come with my position, and expect nothing in return.
People are being poisoned from all directions, and besides radiation, protein modification is the culprit, but nobody is talking about it despite the fact that even I, a literal nobody, have been able to figure out the latest type of poisoning that’s been causing exotic illnesses since the early 1960s, illnesses that have become canonized by the madical profession and given professional-sounding names that more often than not, are “disorders,” “conditions,” or “syndromes” (each of those clearly suggest that the “pros” don’t know, are not allowed to say, or don’t want to say what they are talking about). I was on my own to wake up to the input, when I was investigating the common denominator between Lyme, peanut allergy, and arthritis:
Mike is calling the link that connects people “intuition.” Yes, there is such a link, but it’s probably a lot more than intuition:
Of course, as I’ve been saying it from the beginning, those who are afraid, are already dead.
Time is running short; it’s a countdown:
Admittably, I was bored to death at school, and one of the teachers wanted me to be transferred to special ed… At least, in those days, they didn’t madicate chidren to death…
My boundaries are clear:
I would not consider you a Nobody, Ray. You do have 3,200 followers, so that IS something to be proud of. When Jesus walked the Earth, he probably didn't have that many. His fame came later.
does mind over matter mean ?... if you dont mind it doesnt matter