Well, I was unable to put together this Part Three last week, too busy and health and vehicle issues. So, this post is a week late.
Further, I want to mention a novel I’d read and did a lesson on during in my senior year of High School, in English Literature class, a novel by Aldous Huxley, called Point Counter Point. Many consider Huxley to be some socialistic elite scumbag who wanted to screw over the average person, because, after all, that’s what Thomas Huxley and the Fabian Socialists wanted to do. Thing is, while Aldous was a Fabian Socialist (as was George Orwell, by the way), he also told the truth about the psychopathic and anti-human aspects of the elites he hanged out with. While Brave New World is his magnum opus so-to-speak, Point Counter Point is maybe his best and most truthful novel, for it exposes the utter arrogance and psychopathy of the British elite upper class and aristocracy, set in the 1920s—and also features one or two “good guy” characters who opposed this evil elite agenda. This novel, too, inspired my authoring of my novels (the Huxley novel also has a ‘murder rule’ aspect to it). It is for this reason that, unlike so many exposers of elite evil who consider Aldous Huxley an elite scumbag, I do not (and didn’t he predict in a way the transhumanist evil being brought about now in his Brave New World?).
Back to this Part Three post…
From the latter 1960s moving forward, little by little, I found truths that caused me to wonder what the agenda of the popular music and entertainment industries truly was. The whole psychedelic drug thing, the effects of which did not resonate with me: the expression “turn on, tune in, drop out” made no sense…drop out of what? Because articles written in pop culture magazines back then couldn’t help but report “hippies” and whoever taking these drugs and throwing themselves out of windows or thinking they could fly…headfirst onto pavement! Then there was the change in the music, from regular pop to ‘psychedelic’ and ‘orchestral.’ The orchestral (Moody Blues, Pink Floyd, Emerson, Lake and Palmer, and others) was great, almost traditional classical in a way. But the psychedelic was…weird, especially the Beatles album Sargeant Peppers (and the rest of the title), which had the weirdest album cover I had ever seen. All sorts of celebrities on it, many of them dead. Then that weird looking bald-looking older man on the right side of the cover as one looks at it…who turned out to be the forefather of satanic influence in pop culture, Aleister Crowley. That died in 1947…twenty years before that album came out. The opening lyric of the Sargeant Pepper song brings this up (and since the lyric is copyrighted, I’m not going to quote it), and refers to the likely possibility that Crowley was indeed Sargeant Pepper, who “taught” the band to do something if you know what I mean. Plus, Paul McCartney looked different for some reason…and then later, the Abbey Road album cover has him barefoot…Hmmmmm. It was around that time that the ‘Paul is dead’ meme came about. Then about ten years later, John Lennon was assassinated. Then, after George Harrison during an interview (sorry, don’t have link but it’s on YouTube) claimed Paul was indeed dead, so became Harrison! So too did Ringo report this years later, and he is still alive…I hope anyway!
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