I immediately recognized that you were focusing more on the "adventure" of progressing through the field of conspiracy theory. All it takes to see
this is that all of the conspiracy theories you've mentioned so far were just that...Mentions. That's why I also mentioned the Paperclip Project as
nothing more than a mere "mention."
Sad to say, I'm one of those who woke up slooowly...Not nearly as quickly as many others, or even as quickly as you've portrayed the protaganist in
your comic. I may have started waking up early
in my life, but the actual progression was very slow: For me, it began in grade school of the
Public Indoctrination Center. Speaking of which, I'm also wondering if you'll also be mentioning these Public Indoctrination Centers masquerading as
After all, at least one thing Obama has in common with Hitler was the focus on our youth: Remember Obama's push to organize
"community service" for our teenagers, so similar to Hitler's Youth Groups?
Sometime in the mid-to-late 1960's (Yeah, I'm that
old, but was still too young for Woodstock: As a matter of fact, 'ol Barry is only about
1 week older than I am), it started in Geography class. We were "required" to commit to memory the names of all of the States & their capital
cities...My thought on that was, "This is completely pointless to anyone who can read an Atlas Map," which was something I was taught before
that class. WTF?
This is when my eyes started to flicker, allowing the first rays of light to pierce the darkness, but it still wasn't enough
to awaken me.
Two separate occassions in high school (mid-to-late 70's) were like the flashbulbs from a camera, though. By this time, I'd grown up enough to be
taking an interest in the more creative, artistic part of human nature (Dramatics, live stage productions; photography, painting, sculpture, etc), but
both of these "flashes" happened in Science class. In one lab class, we were given a certain number of pulleys & string to see if we could configure
a pulley system that would reduce the amount of "required pull" to lift a weight...I've always been particularly bright (a voracious reader in a
wide variety of subjects), so it took me less than half the time we were alloted to complete the task. Since I had time to waste, I just amused myself
by randomly figuring out other pulley configurations, such as one that would double
the required pull...
The thought that got to me though, is that I understood the concept of using certain tools to reduce work & increase efficiency as a necessary use of
intellect...But I was also disenchanted in the fact that, even though some kids are a bit smarter than others, the smart ones were forced to waste
their time for the average or slower people to catch up!
The other event in Science class that got to me was that were were required to calculate the number of valence electrons in various formations of
atoms. Again, I had no problem doing so, but I wondered why the push to force-teach (this was
officially a "required" class in the ciriculum)
a specifically narrow topic in Physics to those who had absolutely no desire to become Physicists!
The time I got out of the High School Prison was the point my eyes were fully opened...But instead of actively
searching out the hidden
sickness under the obvious symptoms, I merely kept a loose mental track of more symptoms as I observed them. The general "benchmark" I used for
keeping track was whenever I encountered something that made me think, "That's not right." I may have been "awake," but I was still dazed &
disoriented from sleep...Like many people are when their alarm clocks ring in the morning.
eye-openers came when I joined the Navy (1986 until late in 1990)...This was the equivalent of that first cup of coffee in the
morning. I was in a technical rate, tasked with maintenance & repair of computer-based data processing systems (yeah, it's classified). There was
such a thick atmosphere of back-stabbing office-politics that my duty station was (on paper anyway) considered to be the best place for those of my
rating to be...But it also had the lowest
morale of any
Navy installation (of any kind) worldwide! That was one heck of a cup of
coffee!...So much caffene in that cup that I was almost literally climbing the walls by the time my term was finished! Almost like "mainlining" pure
By that time, I was fully aware that there was something very wrong
in the primal core of this world, but instead of trying to find the root
truth to the cancer in human nature, I tried to immunize myself to it...In other words, I tried to recognize it when I saw it, then learn from it &
separate from it to "put up defenses" against it. I had entertained some hope of keeping from being infected
by it. All to no avail...The
corruption was so deeply imbedded & widespread that there really is no defense
against it that will hold for any length of time. By this time,
I had gone past the initial denial stage, but had yet to learn that there's no immunity from it. It was only up until about 6 or 7 years ago that I
ran across a quote that describes it better than I could:
All tyranny needs to gain a foothold is for people of good conscience to remain silent.
From a very old source, I found a bit of wisdom..."If there is no defense
, then the only thing left is to attack
! But, a person must
also be wise in their stratigies & tactics (I think a mention of Sun Tzu is appropriate here)...First, one must learn how to figure out the best
to attack, the best time
to attack & the best method
for attack. It took me a few years of puttering around with ideas,
sources & resources...And, like the protagonist in your comic, I found ATS to be the single best source of "intelligence data" & a starting point to
decide a path of research & info-collection. Of course, I don't limit my activities to ATS...I do things
elsewhere, trying to keep a
reasonable level of subtlety (This is the meaning
behind my avatar; a warrior with subtlety). After all, ATS does have their policies against
"organizing" & "recruiting," so in respect & honor of that, I keep this "Intelligence Agency" separate.
Well, that's pretty much my story, but I'm still waiting (semi-patiently) for the rest of yours...
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