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(And gobble your cake soma …)

Even here, even in ‘God’s Own Country’ (which we fondly know as “Godzone”) there are two laws:

  • one for you, the rich and or famous
  • & one for We The People, anywhere

So:  we, Kiwis (the New Zealander citizenry unique) are actually right in the three sigma (or wotever it was back when I knew more than I’ve long forgotten). Here, have thee some nice sigmas*:




interested in what promoted this emotional outburst, I pray thee then, pop along to and read this—

And if you have any sense:



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*  Which apply only to the unquestioning. (But they apply very well, though.)



for it. Go there (web) and look for yourselves. Look, and you might see, or not.


have figured out by now (oh, wow~!) I’m a sort of a Conspiracy Theorist nut. So I shan’t go into detail, just re-iterate that there’s a lot more to ancient (Egypt especially, and others) monuments than meets the eye.

Here, have a nice pile of rocks—

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favouritest is the GP of E. Anyone who’s looked at the GP as a topic has an opinion. I was taught at school (by professionals!) that the GP and siblings were tombs for the rich and powerful, etc etc, and I gobbled it all down with rapt abandonment.

Nowadays I compare what the acknowledged experts allege versus us cranks and nutters. Nutters hold more credibility although fewer credentials (go figure).


credentialed are the charming Dr Zahi Hawass (public relations expert par excellence, a born negotiator if ever there were one) and of course his sidekick the clever Dr Mark Lehner.

Lehner has to be clever, he’s a doctor, and when I poked very very briefly into his source discovered he was something to do with Edgar Cayce—

gast me flabbers!

oh … WOW!

—the so-called “sleeping prophet”. Any form of prophet raises my hackles, brrrr.

But ol’ Edgar was even better—with no medical training at all he could be confronted with a medical problem, put himself to sleep, and whilst asleep his Atlantean spirit guides would diagnose the problem and give him the cure which he would pass on to a grateful victim. Lehner was rapt with this guy? (Any reason why not? Hmm?)


and before I digress to infinitem I’ll give you this wee snippet of what our GP of E looks like inside—

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—all four hundred and eighty feet high of it, all six decimal 3 (give or take a few dozen) million tons of stone blocks of it (some blocks seventy tons or more, somehow hosted waaaay up and immaculately emplaced) etc etc.

To cut to the chase here—

I don’t believe it.


Yep. I have no option but to believe in the GP of E, or course, it’s there and rather hard not to … but I don’t believe it was constructed by well-whipped slaves dragging rocks on sledges up earthen ram—

“Mr Argus! Sir!”

Oops …

“Yes, Little Ollivia?”

“That’s old hat belief, Sir! Modern thinking is that they were all volunteers; and any whipping would have been optional and only on request—”

(Bugger … all those years of compulsory schooling wasted …*)


“But the nice Mr Cayce was right into Atlanteans, Sir … so I suspect the nice Dr Lehner probably is too—which might add weight to the Conspiracy folks who believe that such believers are withholding vital information …”

“Enough, sweet child! My furry head is all a-spinning! Dammit, I trusted my teachers! They were clever, the cutting edge of tuition, thought, applied reason and philosophy—”

“So is Hawass, Sir …”

“And Lehner?”

“The Atlantean Prophet follower guy? Yes, Sir. Indeed …”

Actually although it’s been many years since I read books on Cayce I was just now intrigued enough to Google (noun become verb—that happens a lot lately) and came up with this—

—which may help explain some of Lehner’s deep involvement with his Sphinx. And to my mind, although Hawass is emphatic and passionate about the involvement in the creations of the Giza complex by Egyptians, I doubt very much that they would recognise him (and vice versa) as of the same breed.

Bugbear big

oooops … I could be wrong …

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* Mine, not hers. ‘Twas ever thus …




or was it vandals? Both? Who knows, it’s all ancient history now (hence my ‘Ozzy’ reference in a previous post somewhere)—


I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter’d visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp’d on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock’d them and the heart that fed.

And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.


I prefer to think of sackers as Vandals. We have ’em in modern Invercargill too, still, and they are voted into office—some of ’em—others by sheer talent kick and gouge and scratch and bite their way to positions of ultimate power. ‘Tis ever thus …

Now look ye upon these mighty works:

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—where by the hand of Man Person a lovely pyramid rises majestic and eternal above the deserts of trees and verdant stuffs, and …

… catch my despair as a Great Plan comes to fruition. (Aside: New Zealanders do not know the meaning of the simple English word ‘prone’. But our Cunning can, and do, apply it, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools.)

If it wasn’t bad enough that New Zealand is genuinely ‘earthquake prone’ (yes, we get ’em a lot here) they actually broadcast the fact to all and sundry.

Not good … what they naively really mean is that Kiwiland stands at earthquake risk (face it, so does anybody).

In Invercargill it appears that clever people are using the fact to push/promote their own agendas.

The old saying is that “You can’t fight City Hall!” and there’s a great deal of truth therein. You can fight, yes—but expect to win? (Hah! You wish …)

So the ambitious here have a new broom—and she is decisive and swift. Atilla the Hun couldn’t have done better than she has, just look at these lovely trees now—

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—and look upon Great works, ye paltry (it means citizens — you know, taxpayers and junk, to be courted only on election day) and weep*.



* Ooops, sorry trees … but you were in the way, dammit! (And in a hundred years who will give a large rodent’s derriere anyway?)




I can tell. I would say it’s a sense of possession coupled with a sense of loss; multiplied by beliefs.

With clear conscience I state that I am as humanitarian as (almost) anybody.

With clear conscience I state that I am as possessive as anybody too. Raised in ‘free’ countries I always looked with condescending disbelief at the situations of others in less happier lands. I decided that they deserved themselves.

And they got it.

So why are we destroying ourselves to make room for them?

Who is pulling our strings?

Who, behind the scenes, is commanding our own masters? As sure as hell it’s not us—democracy be damned.


I’m happy to accept that my nations’ (plural) politics were established rationally using Christianity as a part vehicle—you know, the old ‘do as you would be done by’ stuff that looks good but nobody actually does.

But there is a


called Islam. Brrrr.

It’s taken Christian politics two thousand years to acquire equality-of-the-sexes, for example—a condition impossible under Islam where women are nothing more than breeding machines (to produce warriors for Allah) and receptacles for men’s lusts (rewards from Allah)—although Islamics will earnestly bleat that in Islam women are cherished, loved, protected … even put into black bags to ‘protect them from the lustful eyes of men who aren’t their masters  owners  … theirs’.


has worked to bring down the western systems. Someone is flooding Europe with a great sickness, in the name of Compassion.

To suggest that it is NOT a good thing to import millions of savages into civilised Europe is to risk the wrath of all, including the ‘United’ Nations—opprobrium from the very people who will be the greatest victims of the coming changes.

I hope I’m wrong.

If I’m wrong, please tell me so—in words I can understand. And better—tell me WHY I am wrong.

Until then I offer these pale echoes—

This royal throne of kings, this sceptred isle,
This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,
This other Eden, demi-paradise,
This fortress built by nature for herself
Against infection and the hand of war,
This happy breed of men, this little world,
This precious stone set in the silver sea,
Which serves it in the office of a wall,
Or as a moat defensive to a house
Against the envy of less happier lands;
This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England,
this nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings,
Feared be their breed and famous by their birth,
Renowned for their deeds as far from home
For Christian service and true chivalry
As is the sepulchre, in stubborn Jewry,
Of the world’s ransom, blessed Mary’s son;
This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land,
Dear for her reputation through the world,
Is now leased out – I die pronouncing it –
Like to a tenement or a pelting farm.
England, bound in with the triumphant sea,
Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege
Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame,
With inky blots and rotten parchment bonds.
That England that was wont to conquer others
Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.

—make of it what you will.


spare the time, this guy has his finger well on the pulse—

—and names the principle tool of the enemy.


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motive in posting this?                            finger down


for the source.

And then, perhaps, ponder the so-called ‘missing’ six decimal something trillion dollars in the US budget. (If it’s true. If so, says a lot for the system … and the turkeys that fund it.)

Perhaps better minds than mine can answer?

Me? I’m just an old dog who’s seen it all and can no longer be surprised by nothink.

Here, have a nice taxpayer (oops) turkey—




Screen Shot 2018-02-13 at 20.32.34with a blog-pal made me ponder:

I seem to be coming across incorrectly (and I find that a bit  disconcerting).


folks might think that I actually believe there’s a worldwide undercover Conspiracy to take us all over—you know, that old “absolute control of products and resources” sort of thing.


at rest.

Not so. There’s not a worldwide undercover Conspiracy to take us over.

There’s many. (Prove it? I wish~!)


here’s a snippet for you, make of it what you will—

If you’ve sat down and watched an interview with any one of the outspoken conservative religious leaders recently, you’ve probably noticed something: they’re aging and angry …

Gone are the days of compassionate conservatism where they at least appeared to seek middle ground on various issues or where they were careful with tone. These leaders of yesteryear are are in full panic mode, and it’s showing …

When we try to break open the question as to why they seem so angry, the various answers all seem to point to one root cause: they’ve lost power and control.

During the height of the “religious right” these men were figures of power and control. Presidential candidates could not advance without their support, whether public or in secret, giving them tremendous influence over the direction of some political arms. They sold thousands of books, packed stadiums, and commanded massive influence over audiences of thirsty church goers ready to do their political bidding …

Read more: CLICK HERE

Now even the religious seem to be admitting that it’s all about Power and Control.

Whips can’t make willing slaves … but a harshly judging unseen Supervisor watching 24/7 can keep anyone in line.

Big G, bigger

“Argus! If you ‘out’ me and mine I may not be quite so forgiving …”

So if ol’ God didn’t exist, the unscrupulous* would have to invent Him.

Actually, they did … all over the world. Throughout history. Religion is just another bloody Conspiracy, no? And worldwide.


* Count the known gods of history—and that’s only a fraction of the numbers of the unscrupulous. Can I rest my case?



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I keep looking at crank sites and pondering the good old ‘wotif’.


assure us that you cannot carve granite with copper chisels.

You might, they say,  make a dent (i.e. slightly scar an otherwise immaculate finish). Demonstrations of attempts to saw through granite (and/or limestone) with copper or bronze saws (even lubricated with wet sand) are miserable failures.


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So if you’re asking wot the above is, it’s part of this,  finger-pointing-down

ostensibly an ancient artefact from olde Egypt.

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There’s things about it I’d love to know

Okay then, all ye Egyptologists and knowledgeable experts on ancient stuff—is it a hoax, or modern?

GIVEN the tool-ware you offer … how could they make such a beast?

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Moving on—


a bit differentish—


—this is the first image of this ilk I’ve ever seen where the dude in the waggon isn’t about to take his own head off. Boom boom! Not only that, he holds the bow with his right hand as was ever natural for me as a kid.


I’d love to know how they actually did make those pyramid things (not how modern experts definitively state they think they might perhaps have). And in similar vein: I really, really, really don’t want to hear about ‘space aliens’ or Annie Nookies.


into it the topic of ancient artefacts the worse my afflictions become. If I were an American I guess I’d be from Missouri.

I just do NOT believe that those many millions of tons of granite and limestone were shaped by men with balls of rock* or copper chisels.

“After you’ve eliminated the dross,” we’re told, “whatever’s left must be the truth.” Brrrrr. If we eliminate hundreds of thousands of well-whipped slaves with rollers and copper chisels, and impossible saws, and space aliens … what’s left?

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This wee garden gnome (above) was cut from the living rock for a purpose—but never properly finished. How were they going to move it? How DID they move the 400 ton and 800 ton blocks from here to (say) the Temple of Jupiter?

Too heavy to lift, the blocks would then have been dragged from the quarry, probably using a capstan, a kind of human-driven winch—though the possibility of a sledge is also under discussion …


Yeah, right.

(Now show me …)


* The infamous ‘dolorite hammers’









Eve & Lution

You told the Pope he’s your how many greats grandson? Really?”


from a U-toobe—

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—whose webbie is further down this page; I’ve come across oodles of these things in books, magazines, movies and other propagated propagandas. We are expected, I think, to accept ’em on face value. We aren’t meant to ask questions. So these days there’s only one question I do ask:


—as in, wotif it were true?

Wotif the witnesses were neither lying nor mistaken nor deluded nor nuffink, Guv??


is rich beyond belief.

You name it, it’s in there, from trilobites crunched under some dude’s shoe millions of years ago to spark plugs in virgin geodes etc.

Ye gods … they’ll be telling us they caught a coelacanth next …


don’t you think it’s a bit suss, that the mystery bell could well serve as the prototype model for Adamski-era photos of UFOs?


Here’s your webbie …

… but why, one has to ask, do these relics always disappear before they can be tested by objective science? Wotif we re-found one?

What would happen to it? Would it be gratefully taken accepted by the nearest relevant government for genuine objective testing under unarguably controlled scientific conditions …

… and promptly vanish?

Or perhaps, if vanishment is too suss … would the lab itself burn down?

If I ever found something like that nobody but nobody (other than The Spouse) would know about it until my will be read.

Awww, here’s another—

—now don’t say I never give you nothing …


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Bop the IdiotQUESTION OF?


and just how unimpeachable is an ‘expert’ witness? (Always assuming that bovine excrement doesn’t star in the sources, of course).

Please consider—

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—the questionable question of UFOs. Unidentified hoojeemaflips, once aka as ‘Flying Saucers’ (we needed a name; ‘saucer’ stuck until re-socialised as UFO)(much more all-embracing than saucers anyway).


crank world (getting crowded, I tell ya~!) it’s long past the point where people who should be in the know dare speak out, lest they get dumped on from a great height. To cast asparagus on your office by apparently aligning with cranks could well cost a living and a future. Not good.

So of course ‘they’ keep silent. I certainly would, and I’m a bit principled …


someone who lacks the testimonials to speak out until safely dead and thereby beyond reach?

“Truth—”muttered the nice man as he reached for the soap, “—what is Truth?”

Easy answer: Truth is what you say with a clear conscience only when you know there can be no repercussions. QED.


of official denials and obfuscations someone finally comes out with something like this below (which as a CT I have to ask: is this for real, or is it disinformation?)—

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—from The Southland Times recently—googling will show quite a presence in the world’s print media.


as an irrational Conspiracy Dupe I’ve disbelieved the official lines for decades. I’ve seen weirdies in the sky myself, and even had an experience with something from the vast stellar reaches which I later investigated; and on doing the sums found was actually a bit impossible. It’s hard to accept something as impossible when you’ve done it …

So if it boils down to belief:  are we being ‘softened up’ (by those in the know) for a Big Announcement sometime soon?

Don’t ask me. (Or The Spouse—she’s too busy moulding me a tinfoil hat.)


Don’t go there. They have a list of “UFO sightings” which if you do investigate should keep you occupied for the next decade. Possibly more … and always beware of false alarms and mass hysteria. And, of course—

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—there are always ‘humourists’ out to indulge themselves at your expense. No shortage of them, sadly.


is a prediction that the coming year will focus on and delicately trip around the introduction of ‘space aliens’ into the previously taboo public weal. Watch this space (ouch) … and …

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“6. Conspiracy Theorists Think Differently

European social psychologists have shed some light on what makes the nearly half of American conspiracy theorists different from the rest. They exhibit a phenomenon called illusory pattern perception, which makes them see patterns of danger where there is no danger. This is the first scientific evidence linking illusory pattern perception to belief in conspiracy theories.”

Quote above from:  CLICK HERE 

—that I’m deluded? Sheesh … I hate big words (and eggheads)(especially eggheads, the buggers are always getting together in dark rooms and cooking up plots to take over the world)—

—just look at that Don Trump guy, and his oppo in North Korea—if that uncommon common haircut ain’t a visual variant of the Freemasonic funny handshake I’m a duck …

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I bet you think I’m quackers anyway …