Lanza,
Bloomberg, Obama, guns, psychiatric meds, and mass
hypnosis: the TV script
by
Jon Rappoport
December
15, 2012
Mayor
Bloomberg is leading the charge to take away guns
in the wake of the Newtown child murders. The
pressure is on.
Apart
from grandstanding, which Bloomberg knows how to
do, this is all about deflection from the main
event: the killer himself.
Last
night, I watched network coverage, wherein, of
course, the anchors were in Newtown, standing on
the street, “trying to make sense of the whole
thing.”
If
they're so interested, along with the public, in
figuring out why Adam Lanza killed all those
children, you would think, with their enormous
resources, they would find out who Lanza's
doctor-psychiatrist was in five minutes and ask
him about his patient.
Of
course, that's sacred ground. Patient-doctor
confidentiality.
Except
the patient is dead.
So
much for the networks wanting to know who Adam
Lanza really was. It's all a sham. They just want
to keep asking the question over and over,
pretending to be in the dark about the whole
thing.
They
want to “deepen the mystery” and emphasize how
futile it is to get into the mind of a killer.
They've got that rap down. They use it every time
one of these mass murders
happens.
They
know about the psychiatric-drug connection to
murders and suicides. But they won't say the magic
words. They'll just keep biting their tongues.
And
“out of respect for the victims,” the drug
companies aren't running ads anywhere near this
media coverage. Translation: the companies don't
want to encourage the public to make the
connection between meds and
murder.
Prozac,
murder. Zoloft, murder. Paxil, murder. Ritalin,
murder.
Bloomberg
is playing the shill for new gun control. He's the
point man of the moment, insisting “the president
do something meaningful” right now. It's an
orchestrated little play.
“Let's
ask Michael Moore what he
thinks.”
“Oh
good, Rupert Murdoch is weighing in against guns.”
Yes, he's providing the “balanced” in “fair and
balanced,” so people stop associating FOX News
with “right-wing gun advocates” for a few
hours.
And
the Boston mayor is chiming in, too.
Meanwhile,
the public is under the spell of mass hypnosis.
Can't stop watching the tube. Never stops to
think, “Hey, why don't they put Lanza's doctor on
the screen and have him talk about his
patient?”
There
are other elements of this mass trance. People
bolster their belief that what happens in life is
out of their hands. “See, it's just like I
thought. We have no power. I have no power. All we
can do is grieve and try to heal. Light a
candle.”
Notice
another odd thing. No one in the tightly bound
Newtown community is saying, “We've got to get to
the bottom of this. We've got to find out what
this killer was.” If they are saying it, you're
not seeing it on camera.
The
people of Newtown can find out in an hour who
Lanza's doctor was. They can march right up to his
office or house and knock on the door and tell him
to come out and talk.
Why
don't they do it?
They're
still in shock, yes. But they're also in a
hypnotic state, when it comes to doctors. Don't
question the high priest in the white coat. He
lives in a different sphere from the rest of
us.
Ignorance=grief=healing=being
a good citizen.
Here's
a phrase you're hearing all over the tube from
politicians and officials. “We have to come
together.” What the hell does that mean? I even
heard the police chief say it, in reference to
“resolving what happened.” Garble. Pure
garble.
No,
“coming together” means giving up. It means abject
helplessness. It means, above all, no
outrage.
Have
you see one person on television express
outrage?
That's
verboten. They won't allow that. Perhaps they'll
put a few citizens of Newtown on, if they want to
say it's time to take the guns away. A little bit
of outrage on that score is all
right.
Who
knows? Maybe Newtown will become the center of a
national movement to ban guns. Maybe a few PR
agencies will tap in and go for
it.
We're
looking at operant conditioning here. It's
acceptable to feel grief, confusion, pain. It's
acceptable to feel helpless. But outrage? No.
That's not in the playbook.
And
the public, glued to their TV sets, absorbs the
message. “This is the way I'm supposed to feel in
the wake of one of these tragedies. This is what I
can feel.”
And
it's all “in deference to the victims and their
families.” That's the capper. Anger is covertly
being framed as an insult to the children who
died.
This
is the show we're watching. It's scripted and
sculptured.
Part
of mass mind control is defining for people what
they can feel in a given situation. Left to their
own devices, people feel all sorts of things. But
because television is the sticky substance that
binds the collective together, it becomes the
counselor and teacher. It tells people how to
experience an event.
It's
powerful. It parades people across the screen who
suddenly have special status because they're on
the screen, because they're being watched by
millions. And those key characters, who get their
thirty seconds and and two minutes are proxies,
who instruct the public about emotion, about range
of allowable emotion.
This
IS mind control.
It's
like an eight-year-old at a funeral. He doesn't
have a clue about what he's supposed to do, what
expression he's supposed to have on his face,
whether he's supposed to say anything, where he's
supposed to stand, what he's supposed to feel. So
he looks around at the adults. He picks up their
cues.
This
is the public, watching television. Picking up
cues from the citizens of Newtown USA. And those
citizens are screened by the producers of the
network news shows, before they're brought on
camera.
We've
got a father who's pissed off, who wants to go to
the home of Lanza's doctor and ask him questions?
Forget it. Sorry, sir. Maybe we'll get to you
later.
The
network anchors themselves exude an air of sober
respect and somber “humanity.” That's what they
get paid for. Not everybody can do that and keep
track of what's being said in their ears by the
producers. The somber tone is the
money.
The
anchors are the priests at the funeral, before the
funeral happens. They set the stage. They convey
to the public the meaning and atmosphere and
essence of the whole event.
And
having done that, there is simply no room for
anything that would intrude on this sepulchral
mood.
All
this occurs while Barack Obama sits in the White
House, conferring with his advisers, debating the
political upside and downside of issuing an
overriding executive order that would limit
citizen access to guns.
“Sir,
I think the sentiment, at this moment, would be a
flood in your favor. This is the time. We've got
all these dead children. Congress has refused to
act in the past, so you do now. You take the whole
matter into your own hands, as the nation's leader
in a time of crisis.
Sir,
you say, 'Enough. We've had enough. All these
children, cut off from the rest of their lives and
from their loved ones. I refuse to stand by and do
nothing.' I tell you, sir, it would work. We can
drum up enormous support from our people, our
supporters, and from the press.
They'll
say you're showing great courage. We can pull it
off. We can do this. It'll set the whole stage for
your second term. We'll drown out the
opposition...we'll organize candlelight marches in
the inner cities. Thousands, hundreds of thousands
of people will come out of their homes and walk
down the streets. Mothers holding photos of their
dead children. The networks will be there in full
force. We'll put this on television 24/7, and
overwhelm our enemies...”
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Why
I Carry a Gun
I
don’t carry a gun to kill people.
I carry a gun to keep from being
killed.
I
don’t carry a gun to scare people. ….I carry a gun
because sometimes this world can be a scary
place.
I
don’t carry a gun because I’m paranoid.
I carry a gun because there are
real threats in the world
to
freedom, life, and liberty.
I
don’t carry a gun because I’m evil. …I carry a gun
because I have lived long enough to see the evil
in the world.
I
don’t carry a gun because I hate my
country. I carry a gun because I
understand and have experienced
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