The SHOCK Doctrine

When a person or people can psychically influence the weather, then you ought to know by now that the nefarious secret government (so-called 'elite') has built technology that also can influence the weather, and they use it to try to get what they want.

In this next excerpt you can see what they are up to. Aware people know instinctively. And when you know what to look for, and these things do add up, then you can better resist the bullshit force they're throwing at you.


THE SHOCK DOCTRINE, The Rise of Disaster Capitalism, by Naomi Klein (PDF)

BLANK IS BEAUTIFUL

THREE DECADES OF ERASING AND
REMAKING THE WORLD

"Now the earth was corrupt in God's (Primordial Man's) sight, and the earth was filled
with violence. And God (Primordial Man) saw that the earth was corrupt; for all
flesh had corrupted its ways upon the earth. And God (Primordial Man) said to Noah,
"I have determined to make an end of all flesh, for the earth is
filled with violence because of them; now I am going to destroy
them along with the earth."
- G e n e s i s 6:11 (NRSV)

"Shock and Awe are actions that create fears, dangers, and destruction
that are incomprehensible to the people at large, specific
elements/sectors of the threat society, or the leadership.
Nature in the form of tornadoes, hurricanes, earthquakes, floods,
uncontrolled fires, famine, and disease can engender Shock and
Awe."
—Shock and Awe: Achieving Rapid Dominance, the military doctrine
for the U.S. war on Iraq


I met Jamar Perry in September 2005, at the big Red Cross shelter in Baton
Rouge, Louisiana. Dinner was being doled out by grinning young Scientologists,
and he was standing in line. I had just been busted for talking to evacuees
without a media escort and was now doing my best to blend in, a white
Canadian in a sea of African-American Southerners. I dodged into the food
line behind Perry and asked him to talk to me as if we were old friends,
which he kindly did.

Born and raised in New Orleans, he'd been out of the flooded city for a
week. He looked about seventeen but told me he was twenty-three. He and
his family had waited forever for the evacuation buses; when they didn't arrive,
they had walked out in the baking sun. Finally they ended up here, a
sprawling convention center, normally home to pharmaceutical trade shows
and "Capital City Carnage: The Ultimate in Steel Cage Fighting," now
jammed with two thousand cots and a mess of angry, exhausted people being
patrolled by edgy National Guard soldiers just back from Iraq.

The news racing around the shelter that day was that Richard Baker, a
prominent Republican congressman from this city, had told a group of lobbyists,
"We finally cleaned up public housing in New Orleans. We couldn't
do it, but God did." Joseph Canizaro, one of New Orleans' wealthiest developers,
had just expressed a similar sentiment: "I think we have a clean sheet
to start again. And with that clean sheet we have some very big opportunities."
 All that week the Louisiana State Legislature in Baton Rouge had
been crawling with corporate lobbyists helping to lock in those big opportunities:
lower taxes, fewer regulations, cheaper workers and a "smaller, safer
city"—which in practice meant plans to level the public housing projects
and replace them with condos. Hearing all the talk of "fresh starts" and
"clean sheets," you could almost forget the toxic stew of rubble, chemical
outflows and human remains just a few miles down the highway.

Over at the shelter, Jamar could think of nothing else. "I really don't see it
as cleaning up the city. What I see is that a lot of people got killed uptown.
People who shouldn't have died."
He was speaking quietly, but an older man in line in front of us overheard
and whipped around. "What is wrong with these people in Baton Rouge?
This isn't an opportunity. It's a goddamned tragedy. Are they blind?"
A mother with two kids chimed in. "No, they're not blind, they're evil.
They see just fine."