They make you cry and scream for the chains you will wear in your slavery. They will make you believe it is a safety blanket as you pull the wool over your own eyes. Your outrage is their weapon; Your belief are the bullets in the gun. They want to make you hate, they want to make you give up on all people by exploiting your interactions and hacking your emotions so that your own response is that of the destruction and corruption of any link we may have to each other that has not yet been cut.
I ask you... Where is the counter-culture?
Let me tell you... You have strangled it with your own hands. You've held its head underwater until it no longer moved. The sooner you accept your responsibility for the destiny of society, the sooner you can begin to make effective change.
No one is innocent, each of us not only do nothing, we actively repress and harass each other into silence.
We, ourselves, are the conspiracy. It's time to try something new.
Captain Bill Robertson was one of Scientology's more endearing personalities. A biker drag queen who later became one of the first Sea Org members, Bill was forced out during the Miscavige coup and went on to lead the Freezone reformation. Also pulled a Ziggy Stardust and declared himself an alien, longing for the deceased Hubbard to return by UFO. Here he is preaching a fiery sermon:
I first watched this Freudian terror on strong psychedelics.
An act of meditation for the compulsively productive.
I'm going with Team Jones
Team Rogan or Team Jones?
Move forward with confidence, for what choice do you really have than to to never stop moving forward faster than anything the con can throw at us.
What calamity could I ever lament, and what crisis of faith can I not withstand if I know myself? What do I have to lose if I hold on to nothing?
How happy is he born and taught,
That serveth not another's will;
Whose armour is his honest thought,
And simple truth his utmost skill!
-Sir Henry Wotton
But “Bob” loves you enough to *make* you have Slack BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY! If that means taking all your false Slack, then SO BE IT! He will smite you with a JOB and BILLS and RESPONSIBILITIES and SANITY! He'll take your HAIR and your COOL CLOTHES! You will become NORMAL!
And what will you do then? When you look up from your desk and see the horrible blasphemous eldritch truth! Hmm? What WILL you DO then?
REPENT! QUIT YOUR JOBS! SLACK OFF!
Church of the SubGenius Members-Only MastoDobbs.