Fake News: American fascist attempts to destroy Western Civilization

Among the many gigantic figures of human history, few are more known and reviled than the leader of the National Socialist German Workers Party  during World War Two.  While his actions and policies continue to draw condemnation from around the world today, this may overshadow the fact that many of the technological and military advances of Adolf Hitler’s Germany were ahead of their time.   For example, Germany produced the first  operational jet powered combat aircraft, and the first  guided missile.  After the war,  forces from both the free West and from behind the soon to close Iron Curtain competed to gain access to and mastery of the technologies that had been developed in Nazi laboratories.

Although neither he nor his policies are as well-known as the Fuhrer, the writings and actions of Paidolf Hipstler, an  idealogical  follower of Hitler’s,  deserves attention from anyone interested in protecting humanity in general and Western Civilization in particular.  Not much is known about Paidolf Hipstler:  his place of birth, childhood, and education are shrouded in mystery.  What is known is that he has developed and deployed his own advanced weapon system. Drawing inspiration from the infamous V-2 rockets and  V-1 flying bombs of WWII,  Hipstler has dubbed his project the  Dirty Flying f-bomb.

Many people are familiar with  the  use  of V-1 and V-2 missiles against England.   Hitler also used these weapons extensively against the port city of Antwerp in an effort to disrupt the flow of supplies into the city and to retard and  reverse the Allied advance. (www.v2rocket.com)

In practice, the original V-missiles were an early sort of terror weapon;  their guidance systems were as yet unable to provide a great deal of precision, which made them of little use at striking specific military targets. Instead the weapons were more or less aimed at a large population center where they brought death and destruction to the lives and property of the people below. The V-2’s almost always struck without warning, sometimes coming down on a crowded cinema, killing hundreds; other times landing in an orchard, meadow or empty school yard and thankfully causing no casualties. A conventional manned bomber flight was still capable of locating and hitting specific targets with greater precision than were the V-weapons. B y 1944 however, the Allied air forces had won control of the air, and Germany could no longer expect to launch successful air strikes using conventional manned bomber aircraft. Flying higher and faster than Allied interceptor aircraft, the V-2 was a way for Hitler to continue to launch air strikes against the Allies. (www,v2rocket.com)

While much of the story of the Dirty Flying f-bomb  (DFFB) and Hipstler’s plans for it  is  told with remarkable candor  in the pages of his autobiography, Mind Struggle,  it is in his unpublished notes and papers that we find revealed the true extent and complexity of his plan.   It is likely these papers were not intended by Hipstler to be made public, and they came to light only through a series of improbable events:

Hipstler was attending a clandestine meeting of like-minded aspiring world leaders, despots and demagogues at a remote, undisclosed location somewhere in the swamp country of South Carolina.  To increase security, all of the attendees were flown by helicopter to the meeting individually, having agreed before hand on a pilot all believed they could trust.  When the pilot departed after the final run, he took with him all of their cell phones and electronic devices, leaving them totally isolated, with  provisions for four days, and a rendezvous to return at noon on the fourth day.  He didn’t show up at noon, or even by  nightfall of the fourth day, and  the following morning, out of food and low on potable water,  Hipstler and his colleagues were compelled to trek through miles of unfamiliar swamp in search of a town or road.  For two days and nights they slogged through the swamp.    Their clothes became torn, tattered, and caked with mud and dried slime.   They had no food,  except what snakes and insects they could catch, hardly any drinking water, and nothing but a stinking swamp for sanitation or hygiene.  Although their trail became littered with the folders, binders, handbags, purses, and discarded garments of his exhausted colleagues,  Hipstler held a steady grip on the portfolio containing his notes and papers.  Finally, cursing the pilot, cursing the swamp, and  cursing each other, they  emerged from the fetid morass on the blazing hot afternoon of the third day onto a road near Myrtle Beach,  where they were mistaken for a group of  Occupy protesters who were believed to have just arrived to demonstrate against the miniature golf attractions in the area, and detained by the local sheriff.    In the ensuing mayhem  Hipstler lost the portfolio  containing his notes and papers.   The portfolio  and all of Hipstler’s papers were discovered by an astute journalist sent from Scotland to cover the miniature golf/occupy story, who recognized  in them something hot, and thanks to whom we  know the  side of Paidolf  Hipstler not meant for public consumption.

With both his published and unpublished works now at our disposal, the thinking of Paidolf Hipstler is more clear to us than ever before, including the plans and deployment strategy for the DFFB, as well as outlines of both his immediate and ultimate goals.   Like the V-1 and V-2 missiles that inspired them, the Dirty Flying f-bomb was designed to bring death and destruction.  However, unlike the V-missiles, which were aimed at physical persons and property, DFFB’s target the minds and hearts of their intended victims; and whereas Hitler used  V-missiles  to disrupt the flow of supplies and retard and reverse the advance of approaching armies, Hipstler plan is to use DFFB’s to disrupt the flow of ideas and retard and reverse the advance of civilization.

Hipstler is careful to distinguish between DFFB’s and what he terms “Innocent or innocuous outburst of foul language.”    He points out with noticeable pride in revealing his brainchild that what sets a DFFB apart from such outbursts is the “Dirty” aspect of a Dirty Flying f-bomb.  The word “Dirty” is not used here to indicate  the content of the language, that is what the “f-” is meant for.  Hipstler tells us that  ” Dirty” in this sense  indicates  the intent  to spread toxic material and cause contamination, similar to the way dirty is used in “dirty bomb.”   To fully grasp  Hipstler’s  meaning,  you can read at www.nationalterroralert.com that  “A dirty bomb is designed to spread radioactive material and contaminate a small area.”   and also that “The main purpose of a dirty bomb is to frighten people and make buildings or land unusable for a long time.”

One of Hipslter’s  immediate objectives is to use DFFB’s to arrest the mental and emotional development of their targets  at an immature level.    Hipstler gives an example of an adolescent male, say in sixth or seventh grade.  The first time he hears a joke with an f-bomb, he is likely to find it appealing, if only because of  the shock value.   (Hipstler also states in Mind Struggle that the impact of that first f-bomb is  greater when delivered by an adult, especially a media figure.   He cleverly unleashes many of his DFFB’s through just such mediums and targets them specifically at younger victims.)  Duly impressed, the adolescent male starts to deliver his own DFFB’s, incorporating them into his everyday manner of speech.

Here Hipstler’s   reveals  the deeper diabolical complexity of his strategy, for instead of merely spreading the use of DFFB’s, he actively persuades the persons using them that anyone annoyed, offended, put off, or otherwise not surrendering to the barrage of DFFB’s is oppressive, out of touch, outdated, and narrow- minded.   The target-cum-user  will be constantly reminded of this “aggressive” opposition to his self- expression.  According to Hipstler’s master plan, instead of naturally outgrowing the desire to use DFFB’s( and perhaps even develop a vocabulary that transcends the limits of four-letter words),  the example adolescent male  moves into a sort of juvenile adulthood, passionately engaged in a made up struggle to express himself against his benign neighbors, who have been effectively transformed  by Hipstler and his minions into oppressive monsters to be opposed at every turn.  In his notes, Hipstler’s makes the following assertion, “Control the emotions and you control the masses.  Arouse their anger. Feed their anger.  Direct their anger at the object of your choosing.”   Through media manipulation,  meticulously guided and nurtured ignorance,  and ruthless determination,   freedom of speech is  corrupted to  cover any form of self- expression.  Eventually even  assertions that do not correspond to reality are celebrated and protected by Hipstler and his followers as expressions of individuality.  Communication becomes meaningless while scientific discovery  and discussion of observable or measurable data becomes nonsensical, if not impossible, when forced to yield to such assertions. In the meantime, the affected juvenile adult is now consumed  with a drive for self- expression and a near fanatical hostility to anyone he imagines may show any objection to his expressions of identity.   Hipstler predicts the subject juvenile adult, and millions more groomed just  like him will gladly  acquiesce when the state appoints itself as protector and guarantor of this “right.”

Death and destruction are the intended consequences of this plan,  although with a new twist.  Unlike previous conflicts, property is not destroyed but  confiscated whenever anyone does not actively agree with the official state doctrine.  Death is aimed at rational discourse and intelligible, meaningful language.  Scientific discovery, and both scientific and philosophical certainty become collateral casualties.  Following  the death of certainty will come the ultimate death of any human rights.  Productive, peaceful lives and a functional civil society are targeted for destruction.

At this point we witness  the final phase of Hipstler’s plan as society  devolves to a condition similar to that of Germany after The Great War of 1914-1918 . Just as Adolf Hitler emerged from the tragic chaos, darkness, and despair of post World War One Germany to rise to enormous power; so  Paidolf  Hipstler  believes he is destined to emerge from this  deliberate chaos, darkness and despair, to rise to even greater power.  Using the narcissism and agitated emotions of at least one generation against themselves, playing on their passions as a virtuoso on a stringed instrument;  Hipstler  projects he will easily lead them into submission and  total subjugation,  succeeding where Hitler failed, and forging a thousand year yoke of iron on their hearts and minds, and on the lives of millions yet unborn.

 

 

 

Good Word (A Word of Encouragement)

How beautiful is a word of encouragement:

a soothing sound to a distressed spirit;

a refreshing draught of living water

to a mind parched and weary

from rancor, tumult, and vitriol.

So goes the world.

As for me, I will lift you up

as far as I am able.

I will choose a good word for you.

I will endeavor to pass over the bad word

in silence.

Do not think that I mean to say

“Peace, peace,”

when there is no peace.

I know there is not peace.

Understand instead that in our suffering

I will speak words of comfort.

In our stumbling

I will reflect light for our steps.

To our healing

I will apply balm.

In all of this I bring nothing new

for all good words

necessary and sufficient to encourage and to build up

were breathed out and set down

long ago.

I can only take them up

and repeat them in my own voice

as each new day unfolds.

For each new day

ears are itching to hear

and each new day

much is spoken

by wagging tongues.

Let not my tongue add more venom to the potion,

even in attempting to speak truth,

for such is the risk if I do so without love.

There is plenty of cause for condemnation

to go around

and around

and around.

So goes the world.

Shall we compare mistakes, you and I?

Whose list is longer?

Which of us has  committed the greatest error?

Which of us has the greatest regret?

Which has caused the most pain?

The most suffering?

The most death?

This is not a challenge.

This is a call to remember ourselves.

Far be it from me to be clever

at your expense

over your faults

when the Surveyor of Souls sees us

always

and knows.

I shall rather love you as I love myself.

(and in this love restrain my tongue.)

We are each of us beloved

even as we are

by One against whom we have transgressed.

One more glorious,

more righteous

than anything we can conceive.

Even so

He will forgive

He will wipe away every tear.

Against this promise, this comfort

we devour each other

we tear each other down

day after day.

A smug and self glorifying people

clueless and descending.

As for me, I will lift you up as far as I am able.

I will choose a good word for you.

I will endeavor to pass over the bad word

in silence.

Therefore be loved, beloved.

Know and be loved

even as you are.

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