Social Media, Memes, Censorship & Interference

I'm not a very talented meme maker, but it's a fact that the best military intelligence recognises the power of memes, and I made the mistake of referring to that authority, and so the Memetic Warfare post above was denuded of the images I posted.

Out of all the memes I've written over the last 9 years, only a handful have been passed around enough times, that I've been inadvertently sent my own work.

Usually this is by a well-meaning connection of mine, hoping to red-pill me, which is always a good chuckle.

From time to time, I've also seen my memes passed around social media and that's rewarding when it happens. Usually they've been copied, butchered, nicked, repurposed and sometimes revitalised in exactly the way Richard Dawkins intended, when he mutated the word 'gene' to explain that instead of mutation by random change, and spreading by a form of Darwinian selection, they are altered deliberately by human creativity as memes.

Social media is no longer so effective, so I  don't mind getting blocked on Facebook. the latest 3 month ban has given me a chance to really look into different platforms, but it's still a great address book. 

Losing my twitter account in 2014 was a quite a loss, but it's still the best research tool despite the censorship, and I get to do a lot more of that lately, which is why I'm reasonably upbeat and confident about the future, although there's a lot of work to go and we can't drop our guard.

As I've mentioned, it does surprise me when individual posts on this blog are censored or tampered with. I posted a bunch of my hottest memes in a post from October 2018, and they were removed with a kind of image placeholder left behind as shown above, in case this link is not inviting enough to verify for yourself.

The most annoying interference is when an important post is tampered with, so that there are spelling, grammar or punctuation mistakes. Don't get me wrong, I do make regular mistakes, but they're always the same, such as repetitive use of a word in a paragraph and a few other idiosyncrasies of mine.

Around once a month or so, I'll reread a notable post of mine, and find the kind of errors that are not typical for me at all. They always undermine an important posts' credibility. It's been going on for years and it never happens if I'm just sharing something for shits and giggles.

Which is sometimes the case.

UPDATE - As if the universe is trying to help me, I just came across one of my TV memes being shared on Twitter, just now.

Regrettably the machine is censoring emails to my father, with links to my blog.

Update: Another of my memes spotted on June 1st 2022

Anons Break The Internet - Hunters Become The Hunted

Nypost Com 2020-10-14 Email Reveals How Hunter Biden Introduced Ukrainian Biz Man to Dad by Charles Edward Frith on Scribd

If you're still wrestling with how the Q information tipped us off on so many intel leads, including the forecasted death of Ruth Bader Ginsburg back in February 2018, you're gonna struggle with the avalanche that is coming.

When we first read Hunters become the Hunted on the Chans in July last year, we naturally thought it applied to all the deep state scum, but in fact this was largely aimed at Hunter Biden.

The most censored story on Twitter and Facebook right now (and possibly ever), is the New York Post article which describes Hunter Biden's broken laptop that he left with a repair shop, and never bothered to pick up. I've linked to it, but also embedded a pdf above as this kind of info has often been scrubbed in the past.

The emails on Hunter's laptop incriminate him and his father, Democratic presidential hopeful and former VP to Hussein, in a real RUSSIA RUSSIA RUSSIA, collusion story, that the left/pseudo-liberals/corporate media/academia and Hollyweird will again ignore, as it's their guy, and not "Orange Man Bad" who is in the shit.

One of the pictures on the laptop is of Hunter Biden asleep in his bed with a meth pipe. I've used an illustration above as let's face it (oxymoron), nobody goes to sleep with a meth pipe in their mouth, and so it was probably put there by the sex workers he hired.

The problem with the Hunter Biden story to the electronically entrained left, is that it's just run of the mill corruption, and so the social media giants are now censoring the hell out of it, leaving the left, once again, ignorant on the most vital information.

If the laptop had underage porn/minors on it instead, then it would almost certainly earn a Special on Netflix and trend at #1 under a name like Cuties with a 12 year old girl taking a selfie of her vagina.

I just checked Blogger's terms and conditions and the Netflix video clip I was about to embed is unacceptable so here's another link if you're missing the point.

Hmmm, Twitter has gone down as I wrote this post. I wonder what's been dropping as I typed?

Update: We broke the internet. 😂

2nd Update: One of the most insightful Q researchers JoeM has outlined in simple language what is most probably going on. Start at the bottom of the images and work your way up if you want to process it in chronological order.

Most Censored COVID-19 Video On Facebook & Twitter

This video is so explosive, it's blocked for uploading on Facebook and Twitter. I've uploaded the movie file  HERE so you can share this worldwide.

I believe his name is Chris Jefferies, but I've yet to verify this and connect with him.

90 Days In The Cooler

I've been handed a 90 day ban on Facebook. I can still use messenger so that's useful.

A Man For All Seasons - 1966

Four and a half years ago I asked my Facebook connections for their best non Hollywood, film suggestions. One excellent proposal from Juanita Ann Richards, who has since deactivated her account is the above film.

It's an Henry VIII/Thomas Cromwell/Thomas More historical play that did well in the theatre till it was made for the cinema. Even then it went on to win a substantial amount of Oscars, but what captured my imagination was the Kubrick-esque baroque lighting (not Baroque lights) in the opening scenes which really are extra special.

As an historical piece, A man for all seasons, is an excellent education of the impending English reformation (and counter reformation after that).

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The most curious example, in my opinion above, is the rejection of my card for 5.55 at The Key & Anchor, three times yet I only used cash in the pub that night. The screengrabs were arbitrary, I looked up from time to time for no specific reason, and noted the numbers which came at me like a blizzard. It was quite a wild ride but also not without intense interest.

A post of mine was reported to Facebook and the automatic review process has taken offence to starving and partially clothed people as above. There was a chance to appeal but in the end, I've posted loads on Churchill so I let it go.

That's OK as it's their business platform. Facebook was OK a few years ago, but it's not an activist tool anymore, though it has worked well in the past.

This post, I hope will remain in the public domain to raise public awareness of MKULTRA, Palestine and institutionalised child abuse.

I still have more work to do on this post but this will do for the time being.

Update: It still goes on but less intensive.

Just so all are clear. I don't wait for the numbers to align.

I merely look at anything with the display of a number (clocks, computers etc) and the synchronicity is there. The camera on my phone is broken so I'm unable to take photos and am restricted to screenshots. 

Otherwise, there would be more.

Jon Bercow, Keith Vaz & Frith Manor

I was shooting my mouth off earlier on Facebook-em-Danno, about John Bercow the corrupt former speaker of the house of commons. 

If he was a Christian or a Muslim I would publish the BREXIT plotting that all sides of the most divisive issue to tear the British people apart should demand to know, but there are limits to free speech. 

This doesn't mean, JB wasn't one of the most learned speakers in modern times. He knew his subject better than his adversaries and delivered it in that dazzling upper-class, Pompous-English cadence that wannabes like myself wouldn't mind being capable of, but I didn't attend a top school like Frith Manor in Woodside Park as John Simon Bercow did.

Now the thing about JB is that his BFF was Keith Vaz MP, so I searched my blog archives to see if I could illuminate the depths of whatever made both of these men completely untouchable by the most powerful levers of statecraft.

Just imagine my pearl-clutching and heart palpitations as I discovered that manipulation of my esteemed and generally ignored work had taken place? My blog post about Vaz had been kneecapped. 

I nearly fainted for an encore.... many of the cast spontaneously broke into tears and the audience looked like they collectively stood up to applause, as the curtain was drawn, but as we can't see a thing with the spotlights turned on us, it's about the feelz not audiencide™ eye-contact in the business.

Anyway, Vaz, or maybe even his mates 503'd the last of three posts about Keef On The Goa Vaz. Not because I called him oily in the headline... that's still there. 

The content is gone. 

I was itching to find out how I had triggered things, so I hit on an idea, and for the first time ever, I searched the waybackmachine to see what the archives said, as top journos in the United States had confidently informed me that all claims of meddling could be settled in this manner.

Hah, the good old days eh.

Those were the days my friend, we thought they'd never end.