Wednesday, 30 May 2018

Wikileaks & QAnon

Waiting Frith


I'd appreciate any feedback. Thanks. 

Wednesday, 23 May 2018

Dota | Summer & Warten auf Wind

Verbotten





Und Der Auch

Es sind viele Fahrräder da
Und badende Nymphen im Teich
Im Körbchen-Bikini
Und jeder Tagtraum
Ist mückenstichreif
Es riecht nach Schlamm und Pommes
Und im Imbiss am Boden nach Ost-PVC
Und mit Gras in den Kniekehlen
Verbringen wir den Tag am See

Es gibt Limonade mit Wespen
Und dich und mich und für jeden ein Eis
Und selbst mit nassen Haaren ist es noch heiß

Ich hab noch Platz auf dem Handtuch
Und du bist für die Wahrheit zu schön
Ich öffne die Augen und zähle bis 10
Die Sonne wird das Letzte sein, was wir sehen
Komm lass dich blenden
Lass dich blenden

Die Halme sind hell an den Spitzen
Biegen sich lachend im Wind
Ich such mit dem Blick nach Ottern und Bibern
Die wieder nur Ratten gewesen sind

Die Sonne wärmt uns die Bäuche
und hin und wieder hör ich ein Boot
Und durch die geschlossenen Lider leuchtet es rot

Es grollt in der Ferne
Kleine Wellen schlagen an den erdenden Strand
Und deine Schultern, meine ist neues Land

Denk nicht ans Gewitter
Nein, du bist für die Wahrheit zu schön
Komm öffne die Augen, ich zähle bis 10
Die Sonne soll das Letzte sein, was wir sehen
Komm lass dich blenden
Lass dich blenden

Und der Tag zieht noch lange
Auf seinen Schwingen dahin
Wir rücken Stück für Stück weiter
Immer wenn ich im Schatten bin
Ich trag' die Sonne auf den Schultern
Und den Sommer unter den Nägeln mit nach Haus
Im letzten Licht gehen die anderen schon voraus

Vier Füße in Turnschuhen
Auf der Umgehungsstraße bei wenig Verkehr
Und ich will nie wieder glauben
Glück sei irgendwie anders und irgendwie mehr

Und so kann's gar nicht bleiben
Nein, du bist für die Wahrheit zu schön
Ich schließe die Augen und zähle bis 10
So behalte ich dein Bild
So will ich dich immer sehen
Und lass mich blenden
Lass mich blenden


https://www.songtexte.com/songtext/dota/sommer-7350bad5.html

Tuesday, 22 May 2018

My Life in Advertising





I donʼt think that this should be a guide towards getting into advertising - if anything it should serve as a how-not-to-do-it with a few nuggets picked up along the way.



As a friend of mine put it some years back when I declared my occupation, ʻoh thatʼs so 80ʼs” and she was right. We were among a handful of people dancing on a catwalk after a fashion show was over (the music still was kicking off) and so I guess the glamour remains in pockets if you keep your eyes peeled. 

Burmese royalty links or so she claimed.



Nevertheless, Iʼve always loved advertising and when a vacancy arose in a small below-the-line agency called Counter Attack in London on the Albert Embankment, South London at the end of the eighties. I not only applied for the administrative role in advertising but was elated to be given a position that exceeded my experience based, I was told, on how I conducted myself at interview stage.

I loved all the people there and it was my first full on taste of people who work within the creative industries. Iʼve been hooked ever since. When the ad business produces superstars they shine greater than any other business Iʼve ever know.

Truly inspirational and clever people to work with.

I was however young enough to subsequently chop around and try a few different opportunities including a spell with a direct-marketing printing outfit in Nottingham where I was a useless sales person in their London office.

However, no incentive could have been greater than to strike out abroad on account of falling in love with a young East German au pair from Leisnig in Germany not that long after the Berlin wall had come down.

I had a fascination with politics and particularly Communism, that in part explains why Iʼm currently inhaling deep lungfuls of power and bureaucracy here in Beijing with a view to getting a grip on global politics for the next twenty or so years. They will be important decades.

My German experience proved to be a pure blend of Victor Hugoʼs Les Miserables (something positive only occurs about 200 pages-in and nothing happy happens until the end) and Franz Kafkaʼs The Transformation.

Itʼs a book in itself, that part of my life and I shall enjoy sharing it as I kept a detailed and extensive journal of that period which never happened again till I took up blogging.

On my return to the UK I had no intention of working, given the weight of events I had experienced during this period which even took me out to the Far East for six months where I learnt Thai and worked for a Direct Marketing company. So, back in England I felt pretty numb about life with no inclination to work for some time, and so I enrolled for a marketing degree at the age of 23. They let me in on account of my advertising and marketing experience (and secondary school qualifications) and I had three wonderful years of doing what came naturally to me.

Studying marketing and design.

My only regret was I probably could have scored a first class degree if I put my mind to it. I was however diligent with the lectures and tutorials which compensated for my refusal to do exam revision, except for one memorable all nighter where an accountancy student took me through profit and loss, cash flow, and financial statements. Amazingly 3 months of lecturing on a subject that bores me to tears was condensed into a night of rough scribbles on paper and I passed with flying colours. Or at least just flying.

As ever with these things some serendipity is needed. Just before I graduated I went to a party and spent a whole night talking to a young woman who later revealed that she was a copywriter from the ad superstars of the day called HHCL and partners - I think she found me interesting as she ignored her partner for the night. I was in awe of a living breathing creative from the agency I most wanted to work at. Yes folks I slept my way to the middle.

Thatʼs categorically not true, but meeting people and being interested in them is a sure fire way of being seen as interesting. So is encouraging gossip like the anecdote above, and so when the opportunity arose to interview with HHCL. I grabbed it and was fortunate enough to have been mentored by one of the intellectually toughest planners I have ever encountered to this day.

It was Mark Piper who memorably gave me his copy of the Koran before it really mattered because he was that kind of guy. A voracious reader and a heavyweight intellect. If you donʼt know the difference between Sunni and Shiite Muslims youʼre probably best off working in a bank or something. Planners are information whores. They suck it in any way they can get it and the best of them know how to process that information into something that matters. Youʼre either into it or not. The rest is down to accumulating experience.

A year later almost to the day I joined Howell Henry, I resigned. I remember it well because I could have stayed on a couple more weeks and secured my annual bonus but I wanted to get as far away from someone as possible. So I jumped on a plane did some interviews, secured a position, and moved back to Thailand, with its welcome tropical heat, the most awesome food, amazing culture not to mention Thailandʼs unique place in the DNA strands of the planet and undeniably the hottest women in the world outside of The Emirates and maybe Estonia.

I decided to accept DDB in Thailandʼs offer, and due to my London experience became one of the few Planning Directors in that part of the world. I had an incredible time sharing what I knew with people who had never even heard of planning. We won business, banged out some ads and life was good. I was 29 years old, earned a comparative fortune and lived like a king. There are few finer buttoned down yet buttoned up feelings in life than waking up knowing that your maid has crisply ironed to perfection every shirt in your wardrobe.

Moving on, about a year and a half after joining, our agency was mandated by New York to merge with a HUGE local agency that I knew I could never join on account of the Managing Director wearing a polyester tie. He wasnʼt trying to be ironic either so I took my severance and had the brilliant good grace to have a couple of clients that wanted to continue working with me. AXA insurance and my best ever client and later close friend VW.

This launched what Iʼve retrospectively called my ʻexecutive freelance careerʼ (thanks Rob) which took me round the world from Europe to Asia. The freedom of working for oneself is great as it allowed me to take some self indulgent yet also enormously rewarding lifestyle decisions like pile the rum and books in equal measure either side of me; shoulder high, and plough through the stuff that I believe has contributed to my intellectual calibre with more validity than any degree ever could. I cherish that more than any 73% increase in year on year sales ad that I was ever involved with. I probably thought I was Hemingway or something.

Iʼm thinking the likelihood of anyone having read this far is very low and highly likely that those same people if they exist are asking, ʻyeah but whatʼs this got to do with me?ʼ is high.

Bear with me.

Towards the end of 1996 I decided to relocate to London and get to know all these amazing people who were sharing their ideas and thinking through blogging. Those people were single handedly responsible for me falling back in love with communication theory, business and creativity all over again. I had been getting more and more stale with the more interesting work projects coming from things like market entry reports for multinationals into India, than cracking out another ad with superlative families, beaming superlative white shiny teeth and all the other things that I have talked about which are directly related to media literacy and is the most important subject to learn about if considering a career outside of the M25. Or rather how to challenge it.

I learnt something else while I was in London and that is the interaction of online and offline which is I believe not only the most critical relationship to be managed outside of the monologue to dialogue shift. Its the reason Iʼve set forth once again to take the next stage of my life here in China. Iʼm not sure if I can handle another winter here but whatever happens Iʼve learnt something important and met the people who matter because despite thinking this would be home for a while I now know I need to tick off a few more boxes before the energy begins to ebb.

Many young people have asked me how I could have led such a wild and exciting life. The truth is that I had the energy to do it when I was younger and was frightened of it all at the time. Now that Iʼm older there is little that fazes me but the energy to relocate once more diminishes with each passing year.

So what are the most important lessons I can share? Well read the 48 laws of power and there you have a comprehensive list of 48 immutable laws I have broken. Donʼt do that please. There is one maxim that is important and will help you in a planning/advertising career more than any abundance of intellect, more than any charisma or creative surplus or rock and roll lifestyle:

Itʼs nice to be important, but itʼs important to be nice.

Lastly if youʼre considering a move into the marketing communications business and you have no regard for the great challenges we face as a planet you will always be restricted by the limitations you have set yourself. Selling stuff is easy. Selling the right stuff the right way takes courage, vision and patience.

I know because Iʼm still waiting.....

Monday, 14 May 2018

Jerome Corsi and Alex Jones Outed by Q



It's a great comfort that Q indirectly called out the parasite alt-media shills Alex Jones and Jerome Corsi.

I judge people on whether they have the correct enemies, and in this respect Q has blown the scum off the pond water with minimal effort.

Now we have to get back to work.

Sunday, 13 May 2018

QAnon For Beginners - Praying Medic




An excellent introduction to the subject of Qanon. However for a more substantive comprehension the material has to be studied as the drops are made when the context is freshest.

One of the features of Q drops is that future proves past so old posts become reality later on.

Saturday, 12 May 2018

QAnon - Black Hats & White Hats by Praying Medic





I've been working my way through the entire QAnon archive which (as it) stands at a couple of hundred pages of a self-created pdf document, although it is abbreviation-dense and somewhat cryptic to the beginner.

It's now clear to me that it's a Presidential back channel for what is going on behind the scenes. 

I don't always agree with their assessment/analysis of geopolitical dynamics, but I don't have the intel clearance they have, and even the Syria strikes amounted to very little damage.

More like optics to keep possession of the ball.

In this respect the Lame Stream Media are easily wrong footed every time, and their chants of conspiracy theory have blinded themselves to the most important intel drop in the history of information.

I've learned more from watching these military boys run a hybrid information warfare offensive coupled with geopolitical action than pretty much any other subject.

I've studied this subject and it's hard not to use the word genius from time to time, as it's all in plain sight, and completely grounded in the essence of human spirit, courage and intelligence.

My spy versus spy post was a reasonable description back in 2012 of what we are now seeing, take place.


Friday, 11 May 2018

(Nathaniel Mayer) Victor Rothschild & The Spy Game





Not a lot of people appreciate that all the key intelligence agencies work for the global elite and not the countries they profess to serve.

The way they overcome this negative reality is through social engineering and programming via Hollywood scripts, TV Plays, Fake News and Bond Movies... the sort of bullshit that programmes the witless to venerate the least among us.

I was researching Anthony Blunt a while back. He was recruited to spy by Victor Rothschild and as it was a library book I noticed that a previous reader had written in the margins, the Zionist Jewish influence on the spy game that ties up a lot of questions that many historians are puzzled by.

In my experience Victor Rothschild was a triple agent in traditional terms but actually just a freelancer for all sides making sure that war, technology and ignorance were distributed evenly so the real power can maintain its control.

This is an obvious role when triangulating information.

Tuesday, 8 May 2018

Outgoing Chief Navy Adm. Michael S. Rogers




Admiral Rodgers is widely suspected of stealing the keys to the NSA and setting up a back door so that the data could be used for the fight against the usual owners of Intelligence Agencies. 

The child raping elite.

There was a time when I judged these kind of speeches on the surface like I once did critically for General Michael Flynn

I now know there's no way these guys can do TV appearances and let on exactly what they do know such as we created ISIS and so forth.

In this respect when Admiral Rodgers refers to Apollo 13 in the video above which I've cued for you.

He knows it's just a movie.

A script.

The power of thought works both ways.

Saturday, 5 May 2018

Rense is an Italian Surname: It's Pronounced Ren Zee





Nobody likes Red Pills.

The Truth is Unprofitable. 

Otherwise everyone would be doing it.

Tavistock and The Grateful Dead are mentioned as context.

Wednesday, 2 May 2018

Shall We Play A Game? - QAnon




It does look like QAnon is running with the Zionist controlled Netanyahu/Trump narrative that Iran is the evil player when in fact we know that Israel is the overwhelming historical player/problem after USS Liberty and 9/11 to name just two.

I've been wrong-footed before by QAnon, and I'm open to the idea that Iran has been weaponised by the corrupt Obama administration and the legitimate return of confiscated money however strategicaly disadvantageou, but if Q is a Zionist, he/they and their followers can pleasure themselves.

Patriots don't sell out. 

Patriotism doesn't sweep 9/11 under the carpet, and Patriotism doesn't peddle the obscene holo-cost narrative either as some kind of pistol whip of moral probity.

We shall soon see. 

Is this a transformational turning point, in what to date has definitely been a non mainstream media-outlet, providing insider information but may well be yet another limited hangout.