Condoms, The Olympics, And Humiliation Rituals
Condoms, The Olympics, And Humiliation Rituals
Apologies In Advance For Not Ignoring This Story
If you do a search of “Condoms and Olympics,” you will get 6.6 million search results. Another time I got 27 million, then it switched back to 6.6, the next time I searched the same words. Weird, like everything else these days. The sixes and nines (2 plus 7) are consistently a figment of one’s imagination, surely. Because one made the mistake of becoming passably literate in Masonic signaling and symbolism, a few months ago—now one can’t shake the sixes and nines. Or the faint guilt about being a paranoid outcast. One wants to turn back, or get some resolution. Neither are options. Perhaps we can laugh.
I wondered if the number reflected articles on condoms and/or the Olympics, or if it meant Condoms and Olympics.
Why would anybody search those words to begin with?
Yesterday afternoon, I read (against my will) about the latest “news” from Masonic Globalist land, pertaining to this subject, and my mind started making connections. Things I’d been staring at since the late 1980s began to “make sense.”
First, the PSYOP itself, launched 2 days ago, in choreographed global media:
“Condoms will be distributed to the athletes — but not until they’re leaving the Tokyo Games. Athletes will be allowed to bring alcohol into the village — but allowed to consume it only if they’re alone in their rooms.
“The distribution of condoms at the Olympics began in 1988 to raise awareness of HIV and AIDS, and the number [of] condoms given away at subsequent Games has skyrocketed. From 8,500 at the Seoul Games in 1988 to 450,000 at the Rio Games in 2016 Olympics, where Brazilian officials sought to curb the spread of the Zika virus.”
Reuters ran a similar story.
[Both outlets are funded by the Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation.]
Even though it’s futile and depressing, I began to deconstruct all this in my mind.
Lest I get stuck here, I need to say it quickly, like telegrams: The Masonic Globalists have infiltrated every facet of “life” and they hijack things, as they accuse “viruses” of doing to your cells. Things once thought to be normal, or at least not overtly Luciferian. Sports, music, airlines, fast food. Banks.
No corporate space is free of this woke propaganda anymore. Every major airline has the LGBTQ (and maybe P) flag in its logo (see Twitter) and even most churches in cities like New York are festooned with LGBTQ rainbow flags, even at the altar, displacing the cross. (I have an actual photo of this.)
What does it all mean, besides domination, humiliation and abuse?
The Olympic Games are central to the ritualism of the woke Vatican. (So is, for that matter, the actual Vatican.)
Then there is the almighty Condom—the God of Rubber, separation, and Contagion Faith.
The Condom became a worshipped globalist artifact and symbol in or around 1988, with the establishment of the Church of HIV, AIDS, Safer Sex, and LGBTQ.
The LGBTQ Industrial complex has nothing to do with "homosexuality” and everything to do with trans-humanism, let’s just get that out of the way.
I was close friends with the inventor of Safe Sex, Michael Callen, who was a “multi-factorialist,” and who tried to tell us that fast lane bathhouse receptive gay men in the 1980s were sick from an acquired illness that was unique to their exposures to toxins and stressors. These included: Amyl nitrites, recreational drugs, multiple STDs, chronic antibiotic use, poor diet, lack of sleep, and many other things. I can’t bear going over this again, but here is a link to the last interview I did with Michael, in 1993, prior to his death from AIDS (proper) in 1994.
Michael (and Richard Berkowitz, a gay sex worker and writer) invented “Safe Sex” for what Callen called “promiscuous gay men”, (receptive) in order to lessen various STDs and try to survive AIDS.
Michael called Safe Sex his “baby” and was horrified what became of it. He never wanted anybody to worship it, weaponize it, or ask people to pretend it was fun. That’s what he said. He wanted people to accept it as a bummer, a sacrifice, to try to stay alive, period.
Gay men—not everybody.
[A history of “Heterosexual AIDS” PSYOP here.]
I write to you from what remains alive in my memory, because opening archival boxes gets me into quicksand. The things I remember, I remember for a reason.
The last time Michael and I spoke, he was lying on the sofa in his Greenwich Village apartment, and his one leg was terribly swollen. I told him at some point I was thinking about electromagnetism and rubber. Condoms. Not for my sake, but it came to me as a form of incoherent yet persistent anxiety. I didn’t yet have the words “spiritual attack.”
“What if condoms are interfering with a very important transmission?”
I said something like that. I was concerned about human beings being cut off, entirely cut off. Something about it struck me as very threatening. He hoisted himself up and became very animated, insistent. “You must write about this,” he said. “You will have your head handed to you by my people, but you must do it. You must promise.”
”Ok,” I said. “I promise.”
Prior to all this, condoms were just a bad option for birth control. Right?
Michael Callen was placed in my path, at the beginning of my ill-fated AIDS reporting, and at the time I was certain we could set everything straight. No pun intended.
He was sitting at an adjacent booth at an AIDS conference in Washington DC, in 1988, and he turned around, and more or less said: “There is no mystery why gay men are getting sick. If your editor will publish it, I will tell you the whole truth. You heterosexuals do not have a clue, and I don’t mean that as an insult.”
Again he told me I would have my head handed to me by his people but urged me to press on anyway. I think I should have voted to keep my head on my body, but journalism is a form of lunacy, especially in the very young.
That day, Michael became my guide, whistleblower, and primary source. Also Dr. Joe Sonnabend, his doctor, and his collaborator Richard Berkowitz. These three pioneers of the “multifactorial” model of AIDS were violently opposed by the Single Bullet army (HIV is the cause of AIDS, no co-factors) led by Larry Kramer and ACT Up. They won, and it became gospel in the media never to mention any differences between gay men and heterosexuals, because there supposedly were none. Anybody could “get it.” That meant catch it. Even though it was accurately and appropriately named Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome, and “HIV” was clearly neither transmissible nor a demonstrable pathogen capable of infecting and decimating cells to collapse a whole immune system.
Between 1988 and 2008, countless people all over the world fought this thing—including eminent scientists, Nobel laureates, politicians, lawyers, one head of state— but in hindsight one can see that it was impossible.
That’s how war works, with history told by the victors.
Because what Catherine Austin Fitts calls “Magic Virus” [she means “the Corona Virus”] was never demolished as an idea, because identity politics forbade this, the zombie ship sailed on toward its bio-reductionist new vistas, and now here we are.
I mean this: “HIV” [a collection of proteins with no genetic identity] had to be the “cause” of AIDS, for political, social, and economic reasons. It had to be the case that nothing that happened in what we were [not allowed to call] the gay lifestyle could impact an immune system, only a single “virus.” Political correctness displacing epidemiology. Now with Covid, the virtue signaling is geared toward the cult of separation and injections. But in both cases, political virtue signaling is the main event, in terms of how we think about it, what we believe. Not biology, not immunology, not epidemiology.
Single Virus Contagion was a globalist NWO religion in the making, mistaken by the earnest (dissenting scientists] for a flawed biological hypothesis.
There was one gay writer, and Harvard scholar, John Lauritsen, and one publisher, Charles Ortleb, who, from their besieged ship, The New York Native, exposed it all in real time. They presented, chapter and verse, the fraud of all of the AZT “trials,” and the deaths from that chemical agent, cast as AIDS deaths. They were of course attacked, bullied, and finally put out of business by Act Up, currently basking in the light of their 40th birthday profiles in depraved outlets like The New Yorker.
The condom story appeared to me like a 60-foot monster without a face. As I was reading it, I felt genuine despair.
We thought it had more or less petered out, no pun intended. But it has fused indelibly with the entire corporate culture, this insanity. [A must read here, Woke Inc.]
The PSYOP about condoms being given to the athletes only as they head home, brings separation, social engineering, and globalist pageantry to new levels of No Way.
Take note: “Casual sex,” is a good thing, but in the age of Covid, all contact and expressiveness, even applause at the games, is counter-revolutionary.
Here it is again:
”Athletes will be allowed to bring alcohol into the village — but allowed to consume it only if they’re alone in their rooms.”
Are they kidding? No, they never are.
The microcephaly cases of “Zika” were clearly caused by industrial chemicals, AIDS was caused by chemically induced chaos, and I am not sure what Covid is. In the beginning it was a cluster of novel pneumonias, in Wuhan, China. Pneumonia is acquired, not contagious, generally caused by poverty compounded by pollution.
Now the chemical warfare is so advanced that the toxins are directly injected “into arms.” Joe Biden’s "goal” for at least 70% of Americans—getting at least one shot by Independence Day— is the new version of making America “great” again. And people on Facebook are happy he “won.”
He can’t talk. And that’s actually the only consolation. The Pharmaceutical NWO Industrial Complex does not need a President who thinks or talks, so long as he can keep incanting “shots into arms,” the way Act Up used to chant “drugs into bodies.”
Am I traumatizing you? I still think words can work as spell-breakers.
What depressed me the most was the dredging up of these non-isolated, non- pathogenic non-viruses (HIV, Zika, Covid) as interlinked bio-demons, inverted deities, woven into the kitsch culture of the Olympic Games, the way Lenin was projected from every street corner into the minds and souls of the citizens of the former USSR.
“Gaslighting” does not begin to describe it; it just feels like the end of the world. It isn’t only condoms, lockdowns, masks and shots that induce “separation”— they have managed to make separation the sole objective, the sole virtue of the epoch. You should not want anything except separation, in this vast waiting room we’re trapped in.
[Future writings will address how we can answer and overcome this.]
I need to de-encrypt the Olympics “story.” Full circle, from 1988 to 2001 is something like this:
Forget all the commands and doctrines of “safer sex.” All human contact is forbidden, as is any lamentation of the loss. As an extra slap in the face, Olympic athletes must bow their heads and receive their Olympic condoms only after the games are over, as they head home, and this only to make sure they pay proper homage to “AIDS awareness” from their lonely apartments wherever they live.
(Because, of course, the Olympic athlete has not been born who knows how to get hold of a condom in Tokyo.)
I wish they would refuse. All those years of sweat and toil to become Olympic athletes, only to be subjected to a public humiliation ritual after earning millions for the corporations? Sent home with a set of condoms to ponder whether they are sufficiently “aware” of “HIV/AIDS” or “Zika.”
I’m trying to “understand” it, for some reason, to type out its inverted logic:
So the condoms were not to be distributed throughout the Olympic Village because… HIV/AIDS, the former pandemic cult, had now been phased out? Now nobody should even want to have “casual sex” anymore, but they may want to get drunk, in which case, they’re welcome to do, so alone in their rooms? Just before they break records in their chosen sport. Maybe after. The finale is the withheld condom kit— withheld, why? Because it implies something still vaguely human? Is the virus cult’s former deity, the Condom, being retired to the status of an old Egyptian God, like Osiris? To stare at in solitary confinement, driving home the point that no right-minded person would wish to have used it? Except to possibly raise levels of AIDS awareness, once back home?
Are they really this deranged? Do they really believe they’re imprinting actual people with these religious beliefs, these chastisements?
[Humor ahead—]
We all missed it, in 2012, but there it was in plain sight.
Masonic Satanic Kitsch, Covid predictive programming, NHS worship, towering ghouls, dancing nurses, and Mike Oldfield himself performing Tubular Bells. The soundtrack for The Exorcist. Watching it, you are not to see that this spectacle is (literally) Satanic.
Because clearly, it’s not at all.
"The microcephaly cases of “Zika” were clearly caused by industrial chemicals, AIDS was caused by chemically induced chaos, and I am not sure what Covid is." Really? It's everything. You don't know that?
The linked-to Woke article was good until the subject of the Communist Party of China came up. Maybe it's properly addressed subject later in the article, but as that article was just a quick check of the link while reading 'this' article, I don't have the time for it. I'm so tired of anti-communist ranting. China is fascist, whatever it calls itself, just as many self-identified progressives (Bill Clinton, most of the self-identified Left today) are fascists. You are what you are, not what's politically correct.