My first woof on Substack. I’ve just been excused from membleship in my fambly, those bitches. Why on Earf would a pooge need to be needled? You tell me, and whisker it in my ear. And yesh, I have a copy editor, but she’s on a very short leash.
I’ve written a long arficle about how the staging for Mass Formation has been done here in the Land of the Freak, Home of the Slave, but it’s too long for SS, so I’ll try to narrow it down fur you. We all know what “Mass Formation” is, by now, yesh? Or no. If no, it is the insanity we see happening all around us, that weird need to be needled and then rage, threaten, and perform murderous flailing when some of us don’t want to get poked with a stick that sticks for good...
Okay, lookit. I’m an organic dog, I don’t need no stinkin’ badgering, I am not sick, no distemper, no rabies, just good, clean, healthy dog drool. I can wash your dishes with it! But the terrier, the sheer terrier, in the eyes of old friends (or old fiends), shopkeeples, whomans in the store, in the street, mine litter mates and momdog, it can’t be overskated. There eyes give them away, and besides, their eyes are the only thing I can see! And they’re putting those oxygen-deprivation rags on their own PUPPIES!!! And then getting more vicious than a hungry rhino because I won’t comply.
Hey, I’m just a dog.
So that crowd-think insanity comes from a really lizardy part of the brain, where critical things just don’t happen. Like critical thinking, yeah. It ain’t workin’ and maybe that’s something that is beyond one’s control, and maybe it ain’t. Obviously, they are terrierized. And Maybe it’s cowardice, but I dunno, I can’t tell you because they won’t let dogs into Masters Programs in Psychology. I TOLD them I don’t need no stinkin’ master, either, but they were adamant. So I’m a freelance psychologist, with no masters at all, fangks.
Right. The Lizard Brain is hot-button right now, and you know it. But why can’t we stir up some questions for them? Why can’t they see what’s right in front of their noses, or even SMELL it? WHY can’t they understand what we’re saying?? Why can’t they even CONSIDER that there’s something mighty fishy going on? Because— and this is just a theory, but Professor Desmet says so, too, and more persuasively— they can’t stand the idea of going back to Norman. I mean, “normal.” (Norman is a real bitch, too, though.)
Nobody wants to return to shitty jobs with shitty wages, the horsepucky educational system, the soulless culture of corporate commodification of Life, the War Machine, the Medical Industrial Complex, Rabid Patriarchy, the poisoned food, poisoned water, poisoned land, poisoned everything… The “intelligence” community is so far up my butt they’re drippin’ outta my nose (yeah, that happens anyway, but I can tell the difference).
[They just informed me they’re “upgrading” my electric meter to one that will spy on me. If I don’t want that, I have to PAY MORE. They’re insane. Dogs don’t make any money!]
What, these wannabe spies want to know when I scratch a flea? They want to listen to all my barkings on the phone, follow me around, find out what kind of kibble I like best (I like real meat, not their ground-up yam-hamsterfur-bonemeal crap with Roundup on top!), and they wanna save ALL my words, herded through whatever media… Shuttup!!!!!! Stay outta my dog house, stay outta my fur, stay outta my little doggie brain with your chips and dips! I speak (woof!) to them, and they know who they are, the little rat blasterd cowards…
Okay, sorry, I went arf on a rant there. Yeah, so Mash Formation, these glassy-eyed former friends, former family mumbles, former whatevers that won’t let us in their shops… They hate all that I was talking about above, too, I think. But they can’t understand, apparently, that we don’t HAVE to go back to all that. We can reinvent ourselves and our culture, and our governing bodies, and our banks, and our food system, and everything! We can just CHANGE IT. Yes, of course it will take time, probably years, maybe decades… I’ll be dead, I only get about 15 years! But our pups will have a better life. Yes, it will be much harder than playing video games, but much, much more interesting. And WAY more satisfying.