Friday, September 25, 2020

Oh The Soul of Basketball is in Peril

 

42 AND MASKED HEROES AND WHAT ABOUT BLACK CATS AS OMEN
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As insidious as Pro Sports' nakedly cynical intrusion into Gladio-Style False Division Politics is, it's no more shocking or ugly than when Nike or Greta Thunberg and her dark satanic mammy do it. All of this stuff is a fine example of corporatism, Corporatist Politics by means other than conventional, direct finagling through (co-opting of) government forces/cannibal monkey politicians. And while we are here let's remark that there's something terribly Lewd about that obvious ritual used to kick off the Great Rubbish-19 Plandemic of 2020 and beyond: the ritualized death/sacrifice of Kobe Bryant and the 8 others, which rather clearly mimicked the aerial death of the female R&B star and 8 others shortly before Nein-11, 2001. I forget her name. She had also been permitted into Hollywood via that vampire movie, which is another generous connection and point of legit inquiry. Oh yes her name was Aaliyah, and the movie was "Queen of the Damned." Queen.
 
Anyway, the "King Kill" ritual involving Kobe was equally involved with the talkative Senator Lebron James, who many have speculated is the illegit son of a former Cleveland Cavs NBA player, which would be just more of this subcontracting Command and Control Praxis that brings us people like Bill Clinton, the illegit Rockefeller whelp of Arkansas, and many other royal offspring throughout time. (for an example of what sordid P.R. fate befalls one who is not cleanly descended from the patrilineal line, observe what is going on in the life of the virtual bastard, Prince Harry, and his dark TV and B-movie minstrel-bride of The Americas) Probably everyone here knows about the Rothschild speculation as concerns the spawning of Hitler, in this possible vein. So: Kobe as King is replaced symbolically and materially by Lebron, "King James," who has coursed along in an even more anointed status kind of way since the helicopter crash that shouldn't possibly have happened unless the fix was in on on Kobe, which it clearly was, and which is obvious to anyone who's done some hours of examination into the Kobe/Corona Ritual. 
 
Incidentally, it's doubtful that the rituals involving Kobe and the other slain pop culture figure from 2001, named Aaliyah, whose death inaugurated or foreshadowed Nein-11, were executed via aircraft if The Heavens were not in some way a Meme to be noticed in the whole affair. Or so it seems to me. There are probably some pregnant psychological underpinnings to aircraft calamity and trauma such as these; maybe they connote some air of inevitability and are meant to prod at our genetic fear of weather or The Gods above, etc. Plummeting aircraft as Meme seem to reliably short-circuit the rational functioning of the minds of the public: it somehow keeps us all in terrorized line and focused on the flickering on the cave walls of earthly life. 
 
Now look at Lebron burbling away at the helm of the NBA, and note all the journalism claptrap rhetoric about how he is the de facto King and Leader of the Players' NBA. He has not stopped piping since the Safety-and-Control-First Bubble Playoffs began and for some time before then, too, as the BLM conflagrations of uncivil society were getting underway by their clearly methodical, central-committee-organized design. (It occurred to me only yesterday that the Breonna Taylor death seems TAILORED to incite a more or less Perfected Symmetry of Political Acrimony and Disorder, thusly: even i with all of my fundamentally leftist and pro-black credentials am forced to admit that it is a fairly weak standard to bear for the Left and Fed-up black people, this Taylor incident. It presents a fairly reasonable argument or position For Both Sides of the "Debate," in short. As i understand it, her boyfriend shot at the police, claiming afterwards he "thought they were intruders," and the police shot back at him, and their bullets penetrated a wall and killed Taylor as she lay in bed. Come on now. A talented script-writer for a hack-serial TV cop drama couldn't devise a better or less intellectually soluble situation to express legitimate outrage on Both Sides, almost equally. And it's worth noting also that it's quite probable that many people who are outraged by the death and the incident do not even know the precise and apparently undisputed details of the incident. But that's not too important bc all of our Race-Tension dialectical politics are intended from on high to always be monochromatic, simplistic, and fundamentally concerned with maintaining divisions, and not with logic or subtle jurisprudence, or Fair-minded analysis. Yes the Taylor matter is kind of specially fucked up, if you ask me, and seems to be uniquely designed to encourage a stubborn, intractable cleaving to the battle lines On Both Sides, Leading so closely into the Election of The Great and Distracting Figurehead, who may or may not himself be a designated player in a murky, long-form esoteric ritual, as well as a time-traveler. Very few of us know even a third of it all, this sweeping epic we're caught in.) 
 
My main point here is that we can now see a through-line running from the synthetic Culture Crises of Race Matters and "systemic institutional racism," to the corporate edifice of Disney itself. Because Disney in Orlando and more broadly in their dominated state of Florida (itself an economy run on illicit imported drugs and human trafficking and State Black Ops sites, as every woke person knows) is essentially in control of the current NBA Master-Knows-Best Bubble Playoffs, with its bizarre and even obscene display of Digitized Fans looming over the court, all jangly and Disconnected and pixelated. (Personally i perceive a nasty, anti-social message in this "digitized fan" development, too. It is unnerving) Disney, then, is sponsoring the BLM movement and the Olympian Lebron James is now transformed into a Luciferian Titan, and is given the microphone at every available chance, and nobody smells the sulfur except the crackpots in the margins, "on the internet" where sadly, every single bit of legitimate political-philosophical work is now in fact done. The whole spectacle is completely fucked and weird-looking from start to end. It looks like a massive dead thing covered in red and black ants battling away. Battling over rotten meat whose racial characteristics nobody can even determine at this point. Perhaps Bill Gates knows, as he is one of the foremost thinkers on the subject of Race, or at least, on what is best for Africa. And if anyone has seen the Japanese? commercial that Kobe did a few years back, where he and Kanye---playing the Devil-Figure---fight it out on top of a skyscraper and then Kobe throws a bomb-basketball at Kanye's helicopter and it explodes, then they may agree that many of these scenes were written well in advance of their staging, as with Non-11 and many others.
 
A now very clear through-line exists, running from State to Corporation to Organized Sport to Cultural Entertainment to Public Event-As evil ceremonial magic complete with human sacrifice, all of it in this case connected to Covid-nineteen, and the theme/meme of Royalty, or Control. And let's not get into whether or not Kobe is Still Alive, etc, bc this is a pointless non sequitur, however bedazzling or interesting the whole Golden Ticket Island, or Mars Mansion speculation may be. 
 
It's in this haze of fact-checking and rational observation that i can now also look with some modest pride on my past, consistent observation that the NBA and the NCAA (conspicuously in that case involving various Jesuit Universities, and i made this case very clearly in some ultra-significant FB posts and also mini-essays, bc the case is easily fucking made) have been using some secret system of physics or who knows, space-time manipulation, to affect the trajectory of the basketball as they see fit. I kept wondering Why the scales had been dropped so obviously during the past 5 or so years in this way. WHY were they making it obvious, in the Playoffs and March Tournament no less, obvious at least to people who really knew basketball and its specific physics? And to this or that attentive Gematria crowd online, bc they saw it too. I naturally assumed that this unveiled or gloves-off use of the secret and flagrantly devious and immoral physics was in some way related to Bigger Things or Imminent Developments. (shhhhh: it WAS related to Something, and chief among that Something was of course the Legalized Gambling Maneuver that came soon after these outright, surely astronomically profitable rigged-game-and-series hi-jinks and hijackings) 
 
It seems now that we're in the early stages of a terrific global reset of some kind, or a Preparation. It appears we're in a phase of global belt-tightening and fat-cutting, represented by the Global Rubbish Plandemic that starves and restricts seemingly everything, and drives us into even more ludicrous, illusory and illogical political divisions and forms of mutual contempt. Imagine if you were trying to have a nice supper in the cooling of the summer and as some of the Coronavirus restrictions were finally relaxed, supper with your whole rejoicing family, and some shrill and pasty, clearly over-nourished white bitch came strut-marching up to your table with her plump fist held high and screamed scorn and derision into all your faces and swept your meal and drinks right off the table bc you did not obey her pointless commands of rhetoric and fist-raising? Just imagine this, if you're capable of such a mad fantasy. 
 
One could logically interpret the use of that Conniving and almost Desperate Suppressed physics in Pro Sport (it has also been observed in both Football and Baseball, affecting their balls also, and the incalculable exchanges of betting money and reaping of sly profits and simple fan spending) as being, en toto, a method for making some crazed amount of profiteering Loot by Insiders, in advance of a major change or effort. Think of the Nein-11 money and the "missing Pentagon Trillions and the put options," think of the restructured insurance policies of the WTC Towers months before their Physically Impossible collapses, think of the Lost Japanese Gold of WWII, etc. That's how i tend to see all of this. Bc, again, the elephant in the room in this whole disgusting Pro Sport Secret Physics saga is of course what the SCOTUS kind of magically decreed during this Presidency of Trump, The Tower King and Gambling Titan: the opened floodgates of Legalized Gambling. It's only responsible to note that several generations of children have by now been introduced to a normalized form of gambling, through video games (controversial "in-game purchases") over the past 15 or so years. Specifically, the NBA video game, 2k, has for years now featured a casino space where your "MyPlayer" avatar enters specifically to spin a roulette wheel Daily for helpful prizes that enable one to win more games when literally playing the serious game, (very competitively against other actual human players, with loads of money being exchanged there between these players, through modern money-exchange apps and sites) when the wheel is not giving your avatar free Nike or Under Armour clothing and gear etc. 
 
There's a parallel between the secret physics definitely used on Non-11, 2001 to deconstruct and evaporate that valuable Manhattan Real Estate, and now the secret physics very probably used to insure that Villanova or Toronto or Cleveland win their titles, by favoring the arc or bounce of their basketballs.
 
In all this context it's fascinating to note that as a Physical Specimen, nobody has ever seen anything like the confusion of Size, Strength and Speed that is Lebron James, and he's an absolute Marvel in terms of physical longevity and the refusal of his body to be injured at all, despite an absurd number of hours spent playing high level basketball since his anointed youth. (We're all regularly informed that James "Spends $1 Million per year On His Body," so fuck you, poor people, enjoy your sickly retirement Of The Future, under this phantasm of a new model of Darwinist health care) Maybe his creation was aided by some laboratory means, or some Disney Ritual. At the very least, James seems to have come along at the very most perfectly useful time as a Titan of Public Notability and unparalleled genetic excellence. In any case, his being groomed as some Global Ambassador, King of the Placebos, some probable future politician, Good Chum of the Luciferian Hip-Hop-and-Warren-Buffet-et al crowd...is a really very comical process, if it weren't for the evil that it happens to smell like and trail along out of its stinking, rubbishy, Disney-themed, child-manipulating rectum. There's really a lot going on here, but the corporate wrangling of Public Animal Spirits is especially vicious, especially noteworthy, as we see all these Cultural Warfare programs spin totally out of control, as we approach the Big Election we are meant to care about More Than Anything Else, Amun. 
 
Here's one related idea in this mega-theme of ritualized, ersatz politics, or collective life: if we are meant to be so concerned and supremely exercised about the Big Election, what then does it mean that a NYC mafia figure, gambling Kingpin flush with Russian-Israeli money, and Hollywood/TV darling with such manifest ties to dodgy international politics and mobs is being pitted against an obvious sand-bag of a dotard, this hysterical fraud of an inappropriate little girl-groper and actually senile motherfucker like Joe Biden....then wtf? What the damn fuck? How could any sensible person see any of this dog and pony show as being anything other than a hustle and a con and a mean-spirited campaign to defraud us and make us look very, very stupid. Joseph Fucking Biden, ok. This amusingly addled and decrepit, seemingly public pederast, "man." I mean, you ain't black, jack, and i doubt you could do a single push-up, frfr. I am more familiar with Biden's wife and geographical location at any given time, than he is. What is going on? What is going on here is an elaborate yet oddly obvious hustle and nothing more. A clear and present Challenge to the dignified, individual human mind to attempt to make any kind of sense At All out of it, bc the proffered explanation is shit, it is a foul, overpowering rubbish mountain. Any undamaged or unwashed brain can and does see this. 
 
Over all of it you can just barely perceive some imminent global catastrophe, imo. It would explain the madness and manifest desperation of the current Belt-Tightening Hysteria of Covid, and the seemingly panicked desire of TPTB to pit all races, genders, sexual identities, and age groups against one another at a furiously whipped level we haven't seen until now. Hail, Greta, Hail Lebron. All Hail Chris Carter and his Lone Nut Gunmen Pilot Episode, let us never forget the September 11 Back to The Future augury so cheekily driven down our throats and shat endlessly out our well-cushioned bottoms into the internet to live forever and forever. God bless the souls of Elisa Lam and Elizabeth Short and Sharon Tate and Prince and Michael Jordan's Father and Julius Erving's son and Ben Simmons' cousin and on and on and don't put a period on the end of that text to that "Generation Z" (what a morbid, finite taxonomy) recipient or you'll disrupt the small patch of mental calm that he/she/they might have been briefly experiencing