by Johnny McNeill – unpublished author of ‘Gaslighting Gilligan’ (released from Berlin on 25th June 2017).
“We control life. At all levels. We create human nature. Men are infinitely malleable”. ~ 1984, George Orwell.
A noticeable militarism has crept into Atlantic bridged sporting arenas over the last decades; from fighter jets flying in formation over stadia; to national anthems sung in praise of the respective military Heads of State; to banner carrying soldiers, poppy bearing youths, to team-strips which like the sports and military themselves, have rank-stripes and Remembrance sewn into their very fabric.
We’ve even moved, to be moved, to begin holding a minute silence, not only annually in November but after every cluster of military and most recently, civilian deaths at the hands of so-called ‘terror’.
All against a backdrop of Goebbels imperceptible ‘invisible propaganda’, a drip-fed tsunami of pervasive, subliminal military-recruitment programming has been broadcast throughout the mainstream media; on all forms of the flatscreen universe; cinematic, TV and tablet; a powerful, emotionalising, sports-cauldron, concentric conveyor belt of morbid, morose, maudlin, galvanising-militarising victimhood, is powerfully-feeding into itself to coerce, to psychologically and emotionally abuse another generation to take leave of their logical senses.
They’re being primate-primed to throw themselves into the machine upon a spark, a self-inflicted trigger; an event so indefensible, so heinous, that all conscious-cognition, amplified by our ‘rote-truths’ fed to us by #Murdoch’s & the #BBC #BibleMedia, will be bovine-abandoned for amygdala-driven emotionalism; #Emotionalism4Militarism to be precise, whereby a #HostileEnvironment will manifest to enrage and engulf any self-respecting male of fighting age.
Angry, inwardly guilt-tripped and/or societally peer-pressure compelled, ‘It’ will demand of him; to mobilise from inert ‘white-feathered coward’ to armed ‘heroic soldier’; for ‘revenge’, for pals, for community, for President, for Queen, for country; for oil; for weaponised waterfalls; forever.
The Army v Navy rugby tournament has gone from strength to strength in the last decade or so, from being played in front of a few thousands, (when I used to regularly attend from 2005-10 during my Army days) to being televised by Sky Sports, to being sold-out at the 80,000 seat Twickenham Stadium, the home of English rugby, where too, an Anglo-cultural hybrid-pollination of American Football, reflected on the Big Screen with British actors, occasionally with American accents, often heroically saving the day filled with American actors selling us a comedic, family-fun image during the ads…
“Hatred is gained as much by good works as by evil”. ~ Machiavelli.
But these annual sporting events have become an annual gathering for, and indeed a celebration of, militarism.
Like sport in general, it’s been used to platform Anglicised-nationalist sentiment but the contemporary purpose for the Century Old Army v Navy fixture, was always to promote a more concentrated form of militarised-patriotism disguised as sporting-occasion.
This event has not been organically-grown to simply to meet demand. The ‘demand’ has been manufactured, manipulated, with the population groomed over time as a paedophile does a child, to become the pretext-driven product-epitome of the creeping, imperceptible, powerfully-emotive Gaslight Ceremony Cycle militarisation of Anglo-centric, British flag-waving ethno-nationalism.
All with timely, injected-concentrations of emotionalism by weaponised-charity; the Phoenix-like Forces charity Help for Heroes the recent yellow submarine of the Invictus Games; the sea of subconscious-subliminal, luminescent yellow jackets of DIY SOS Veterans Village; and the ‘terrorist’ response tsunamis of yellow-heroism; of the rote-reinforced bravery of the emergency services “running toward the danger” by rote, live-soap script.
But the patent, predominant red, white & blue colour-scheme has of course, been quite deliberately, inter-generationally interwoven, to be collectively, subliminally-associated by Rubber Hand Illusion with Royalty; so that by preadolescent #PatrioticProgramming inseparable-association, of Monarchy, Government, military & flag, a slight against any single string in the piece, is an affront to the entire orchestra playing to the gallery and by psychosocial engineered association – an attack on oneself.
And it’s the power and the empowerment of these feelings, of this transcendent-belonging that makes those most taken by ‘It’, overlook the fact, that we collectively are turning a blind eye to a fascist UK Government.
A Machiavellian ‘government’ that attacks its own patriotically programmed populations’ quasi-religious belief-system housed in the military & its veterans; in order to provoke, to #Agitate the overwhelming majority of white working class males, the principal demographic targets for #DarkTriad military recruitment, to come to the physical ‘defence’ of the ever further-right Establishment elite-estate agenda, against an illusion by State #FalseFlag fabrication; the so-called ‘lefts’ “political correctness gone mad”.
A fascist UK Government that has been engaged in the joint corporate-government eugenic-streamlining, the State sponsored and sanctioned murder of the infirm and disabled via ATOS & DWP; that had until very recently, again aided by the media, been sleekitly, surreptitiously ethnically-cleansing Britain’s shores of the black #Windrush generation; and that too, again aided by a complicit media, it appears, tried to stage its very own Reichstag trigger in Salisbury to provide the pretext for war.
We already reside in a fascist UK State but our State ‘education’ indoctrination conditioning, refuses to allow us to consciously acknowledge; that our feelings of being ‘British’, of belonging, by the commission of faux-benevolence and greatness but also by the omission of pathological-hypocrisy of genocidal-entitlement but commission of ‘stoic-victimhood’ that the British State is steeped in, by ‘education’ & film indoctrination, wrapped up in a 300 year old corporate-government manufactured flag-brand to brainwash-blindfold us; that elicits our patriotic-complicity in overlooking the mass-murder and the ethnic-cleansing that is taking place on these very shores – today.
So by all means, enjoy the Army v Navy celebration of militarism disguised as a celebration of sport; enjoy the unacknowledged British nationalism disguised as patriotism but remember it has a #DarkTriad design; a military-recruitment purpose – for which we will all be dutifully obliged to pay a price.
But do try to at least be consistent; do try to enjoy the next inevitable (oil) war as much as you (and your sons) heroically-fantasise over its inevitable prospect; it might even be closer than you think; it might just be around the false-flag waving corner on your own Patch…
…because Britain, or being born ‘British’ does after all, come with an obligation; to patriotically-feed a perennial, global-resources acquisition war-machine; the most brutal, yet the most refined in terms of the subliminal sports and media-military propaganda-recruitment of minds and men for war, that human history has ever known.
Live. Die. Repeat.
Gaslighting Gilligan – by Johnny McNeill, a contemporary, dystopian ‘fiction’ about the intrinsic, interconnectedness of personal & political domestic abuse, is free to download from here. It is copyrighted but is free to share as a public service.