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postXamerica and Birdie Hall Invade NYC Art Scene!


Visual and music artist postXamerica will be showing her work along with artist Birdie Hall in New York between November 9th and November 28th

For the uninitiated, the first time viewing one of the montage videos by postXamerica can be a rather disorienting experience. I personally have shared with several people who were notably shaken. One could compare the work to the anti-comedy style prevalent on Cartoon Network’s Adult Swim, but what separates this work from that more commercial entertainment are the themes and sheer talent involved. 

Digging through hours and hours of archival video, postXamerica finds the perfect clips and most potent juxtaposition of said clips and sequences featuring the likes of Epstein, Kevin Spacey, their friend Bill Clinton and others. Some of the short video segments are jaw-dropping and I have no idea what postie’s “process” looks like as far as source gathering, I did however manage to get an exclusive comment from the artist. When asked if she had any comments on her work or biographical information to share she told me, and I quote, “I have nothing.” 

NEW YORK: PREPARE FOR INVASION (ft @BirdieHalllpic.twitter.com/Hoh7LgvDjX— Post☀️America (@postXamerica) November 4, 2021


Which is fine, because waxing poetic on the work of one of my favorite living artists doesn’t require flashy “artist’s statements.” The work will appeal to anyone intrigued by the Burroughs-Gysin cut-up method. It’s obviously a development on that initial theme with some touches of Guy DeBord’s Society of the Spectacle documentary thrown in for good measure, but DeBord, Burroughs and Gysin are products of their time. As a result, they may seem dated to the post-post-modern, post-American. 

If a conspiratorial assault of the senses is something that piques your interest, do head over to the postXamerica YouTube channel for a taste of the madness and the method first-hand. You can also avail yourself of some of the killer tracks found in the videos and more at bandcamp. If you can’t make the show, you can at least get exclusive material via Patreon. You can even show your support with distinctive merchandise such as the Clinton/Epstein “Friends Forever” t-shirt. 



Be warned, this media is not for everyone. But for those who get it, it’s a doorway to another world as well as a charcoal pill antidote to the gaslight effect of the daily propaganda barrage we are forced to live with daily. 

I’m new to Birdie Hall, but after checking out her website http://www.birdiehall.com my first question I believe was “Are you a Morris Graves fan.” Mind you, her work doesn’t look like Morris’ per se. Certainly not derivative, no it was something far more subtle. Perhaps the kinship between one of the Mystic Sons of Morris Graves (of which I am a proud initiate) and one of Graves Mystic Daughters’. Should be receiving some more info from her and will be pitching a feature length story to a few publications. Sigh, if none respond in a timely manner as the show is running only from November 9th to 28th then you should expect a more fleshed out feature here at the very least.

Read the original blurb at TheLatest.com

Camille Blinstrub Opens Up About Family Friend, JFK Truther and Establishment Gadfly Mort Sahl

Mort Sahl died in his home at 94 on October 26. Despite the number of positive things said about him in the mainstream media, one thing that is glossed over or barely mentioned is the sacrifice he made for truth. His outspoken opinion on the JFK assassination, the Warren Commission and the Vietnam War led to him being effectively routed out of the entertainment industry. I spoke with Camille Blinstrub, a family friend of Sahl, about what he meant to her and to the world.

A Brief History of the War on Kratom

A few months ago, I noticed a disturbing uptick in kratom scare stories and suggested a new push to ban the plant may soon be underway. Unfortunately, this seems to be the case. Despite bipartisan support in both houses of Congress urging the US to speak to the UN, “industry pressure” is resulting in an attempt to pressure the WHO into banning the plant worldwide. It’s important to see what role friends of the opiate industry like former FDA head and member of multiple pharma boards Stephen Gottlieb have to do with this sudden push as well as to hear what respected scientists from organizations like the National Institute on Drug Abuse have to say about the “junk science” FDA relies on to demonize the plant.

Big thanks to goes to Philippines Kratom for the use of the image. That is some of the kratom that they are growing along with other amazing ethnobotanicals in the southernmost island of the Philippines, Mindanao. They were also quite helpful in sharing links related to the global threat against kratom and sending me a recently published research paper from the Philippines evaluating this centuries

The Protestant Exorcism: a true story

Having spent most of the year lying on my side, I’ve spent a lot of time “in my head” lately. This along with my impending 39th birthday heralding the literal end of my 30s has resulted in a cascade of neural polaroids spilling out of a dusty box in the back of my mind I apparently haven’t gone near in ages.

One of these is one of those “life experiences” of which I’ve been a collector for so long. There are so many things I’ve done, if only for a day or a few weeks or months just to have been able to say I’ve done them. I’ve been a roofer, a landscaper, (almost) a timeshare salesman, a ghostwriter, written ad copy for old folks homes, kids’ toys and booze worked the night shift at a rural Waffle House on a highway, waited tables, bungee jumped, been tear gassed. Not all of these life experiences are ones I’d recommend trying, though some were fun and they were all certainly an experience.

One of the many strange things I’ve been party to in my life was a surreal experiment during a troubled time in my life. I’d had some major loss in my life I was dealing with and was engaging in some risky life choices. Around this time I ended up getting my arm branded with the band Psychic TV’s Temple of the Pyschic Youth symbol. This was shortly after I had had a chance to interview Genesis P-Orridge for Ghettoblaster magazine.

I’d been warned by my editor and his publicist that Gen could be very difficult, but after the interview we ended up just chatting about some of my creative ideas at the time. I remember being called “charming” and a “darling” which really bowled me over considering that an article from Alternative Guitar magazine when I was 12 or 13 about the history of Industrial Music led me to an interest in Psychic TV and William S. Burroughs and Brion Gysin’s cut-up technique as well. So the idea of literally branding my arm with a third degree burn to commemorate the event seemed like a fairly natural progression for events.

I spent my last weekend in McMinnville, Tennessee with a friend’s sister and her girlfriend. We ended up just doing a bunch of drugs for three days straight leading up to the branding and also did me up in some french braids and goth makeup. I felt pretty badass, I have to say but that could have been also related to the mixture of drugs, primarily cannabis and various pharmaceuticals, I was using that weekend.

I ended up having to catch a ride to Athens, where I’d be moving into an antebellum boarding house run by a crazy, Pentecostal lady, with my grandparents. And yes, in addition to being my namesake, Philip Dougan was a Southern Baptist preacher. It was a long and awkward ride up into the mountains.

Once we got there though, the crazy Pentecostal lady whose name escapes me, seemed somewhat chill at first. She said she believed that God had sent me to her place which maybe should have been a red flag, but hey I had one of the few rooms with a bathroom and shower inside the room meaning I could pretty much disappear in my spot even though with the thin walls it seemed possible to hear a different neighbor through each paper-thin wall.

This lady, I want to make it clear, I believe she meant well. But what’s that they say about the road to hell? It’s paved over with good intentions. I would go to church with her on occasion and it was pretty appealing considering that 3/4 of the Sunday night service was just music worship and the house band sounded like a jam band, the preacher’s son a long-haired guitar player natch.

It really did have the feel of jamband festival when they’d turn the lights low and really slap one out. I’ve always been a bit uptight about expressions of religion like public prayer. If asked, I’ll step up to the task but it’s not the kind of thing I’d volunteer for, but at that church I’d find myself catching the contagion of the place. I’d find myself vocalizing and lifting my arms along with the rest of what some folks in Tennessee would refer to as “the holy rollers.”

So having had some decent experiences with the church, proper, I guess it felt safe enough to be worth any potential danger when I was offered the opportunity to be “exorcised” of the demonic influences that had led me to that sad little 19th century boarding home. I wasn’t convinced on the idea that I was possessed by any demons, or even that if I was this woman and the other couple of people from her church who partook in the rite would be able to banish them if there were any hangers-on, stowaaways of the soul variety.

It was around this time that I received some of the most quaint racism, I’d ever experience. I’ve not experienced tons of overt racism, but have a handful of experiences that span from innocuous to horrendous, humorous to horrific. This particular definitely sat towards the humorous/innocuous quadrant, though definitely further on the humorous axis than innocuous side, because it was f’ing hilarious.

I was informed, quite matter-of-factly and with no hint of intentional malice or racial prejudice, that by nature of my birth to an Arab man who practiced Islam, I have six demons about me at all times. I never stopped to ask if this goes for anyone who is the child of a Muslim. Is it the same for Malaysian Muslims for instance? Is this a one-off situation that is unique to me? Sadly, the world may never know.

Also during this whole process the three, two men and the crazy boarding house lady, would speak in tongues as they anointed my body with holy… Bertolli olive oil that they didn’t even bother to put in something other than the Bertolli bottle it sat on at the Piggly-Wiggly. Needless to say, the fact that I managed this whole affair without ruining the whole thing and offending the folks putting the whole show on for my benefit by laughing.

I did however wonder why God would confer the gift of speaking in untranslateable angelic languages without also conferring the gift of discerning what the others speaking said angelic languages are also saying. I remember one of them would say they were anointing this area of my life, and another would pipe up with either, I already anointed that area of his life, or I’m anointing that area in prayer and olive oil right now. Once I had been reasonably seasoned, I must admit there was a strange, electric feeling but that’s probably just overstimulation. I had also recently been prescribed benzodiazepines for some panic attacks I’d been having at the time. This comes to play later, by the way. (Bad foreshadowing).

Now things were less fun later on. As mentioned, I was taking clonazepam at the time. Was prescribed three per day though I’d generally just take one or two when I felt an anxiety or panic attack coming on rather than keeping them in my system for fear of tolerance and dependence. The landlady did not approve of these however, considered them just “drugs” like any other drugs and technically I had to sneak alcohol into my place and make sure any evidence wasn’t found. It was only once and I ended up lectured for it.

Once ended up having an anxiety attack during one of the church sessions. As a result, they thought the best way to deal with it would be by crowding around me and all speaking in tongues at once and they laid on agitating hands. This of course had the opposite of the intended effect and what was an anxiety attack became a panic attack and my insistence that I needed to get back home and take a clonazepam was met with explanations of how psychotropic drugs were really evil and any mental illness was just a manifestation of demonic oppression. Once again, not super helpful at the time.

I managed to find a way out of the old boarding house, for a few weeks at least. Ended up living with a couple who I had met in town and scored weed from a couple of times. I split rent with them a couple months and things got increasingly tense until I ended up being kicked out shortly after paying for the upcoming month’s rent. Not the first time that trick has been pulled on me.

At this point, I found myself at the mercy of the crazy Pentecostal landlady again. Unfortunately, my private room with the rare private bathroom had been rented in my absence and I was now being offered a couch in a commons area that the Pentecostal lady referred to as “the whale’s belly.” Long story slightly shorter, I ended up finding it time to leave Athens, Tennessee not long after. But the exorcism and that old boarding home are never too far from my memory.

Now initially I had planned to have an ending here somewhere, but after starting this a couple weeks ago i forgot to get back to it and still wanted to have it released before Midnight on Halloween, so hopefully this little slice of my life didn’t disappoint too much however anticlimactic and rushed at the end it may be.

Why are so many MAGA influencers supporting NXIVM

Jack Posobiec, Laura Loomer, Mike Cernovich, Scott Adams, Ian Miles Cheong and other central “MAGA influencers” seem to have done a 180 when it comes to the sex cult NXIVM. It all started when I began to notice Adams and Cheong making several pro-NXIVM posts. From there I started to do some searching and noticed that in most of these cases the MAGA influencers even went so far as to delete their previous tweets regarding NXIVM. Unfortunately for them, you can’t delete the responses to your posts so the evidence of their formerly critical stances are there for anyone to see.

Considering the penchant of the likes of Posobiec, Loomer and Cernovich and other Deploraball alumni to manufacturing the news out of whole cloth, this phenomenon is a bit disturbing. At the center of all this seems to be the relationship between these MAGA influencers and Nicki Clyne the actress from Battlestar Galactica. The idea that the MAGA influencer inner circle might be as fond of “collateral” (the NXIVM parlance for blackmail materials) as the sex cult formerly run by Keith Raniere. We do know that Cassandra Fairbanks and Lauren Southern threatened to out Laura Loomer for supposedly blackmailing men into sex, but like the story of how Cernovich pled down his rape charges in a strikingly Dershowitz-esque manner, that may not even be a story for another day considering the litigious nature of the personalities involved.

Loomer, in addition to “making the news” (literally and metaphorically) by rushing the stage during a Shakespeare play was called out for her shenanigans with Posobiec. Posobiec was her partner in crime when she got arrested, luckily Canadian neocon and Zionist Ezra Levant had the Free Laura Loomer website set up to gather donations for her bail. What’s interesting is that the site was set up before she was arrested and the amount raised several thousands of dollars more than what bail would cost. This of course preceded Loomer’s nose job and the grift where she tried to play off a blowout as her political enemies “slashing her tires.” Just ignore the fact that it’s obvious those tires were old and bald and in need of repair, won’t you? Posobiec, by the way, was a former Navy intel officer who was famed for his little psyop stunt in setting up the “Rape Melania” posters in order to report on how awful the anti-Trump crowd were.

There has been some conjecture regarding Cernovich’s potential ties to Alan Dershowitz and his real reasons for trying to obtain court documents related to Jeffrey Epstein, but once again, without the full facts, I’ll decline to speak on that for the moment. For more embarrassing Cernovich material including deleted tweets and footage, by the way, I recommend the Cernovich Leaks site.

Petition to help kai the hitchhiker

Caleb McGillvary, better known as Kai the Hitchhiker, needs your help. Kai was accused of killing the alleged rapist who he purports drugged him. Former lawyer, John Galfy, had a history of picking up drifters and for whatever reason his brother, a former sherriff, was allowed to visit the crime scene during which time evidence of Kai being drugged disappeared when cups were run through a washing machine. For whatever reason, the fact that the alleged rapist died with blood and semen on his genitals doesn’t enter most mainstream reports of the case.

During the investigation phase police also refused to run a rape kit on Kai. They did however run a rape kit on the deceased, the alleged rapist himself. This allowed them to do a quick bait and switch with prosecution saying they did indeed run a rape kit which came back inconclusive with no signs of rape. In New Jersey, not only is lethal force authorized to prevent a rape in progress but refusing a rape victim services such as running a rape kit is a crime.

As it turns out there were multiple crimes committed during the investigation, detention and the trial itself. Once again, for whatever reasons these details don’t appear in most mainstream news coverage. Ample eviidence of all these facts and more are available via the documents released in discovery related to the investigation, interviews with witnesses, crime scene photos and other hard facts.

At this point, Kai is in the midst of an appeal but is hoping to improve his chances of successful certiorari priorati by way of having amicus briefs filed on his behalf. You can help by signing the petition at Change.org

For more background on this case, check out my previous reporting and stay tuned as this case is still in development and should be sharing some exclusive scoops related to the story very soon.

Pedogate Primer Interview for Resistance Recovery

The latest promotional interview for Pedogate Primer: the politics of pedophilia was just released. I spoke with Piers Kaniuka, a podcast host and addiction recovery counselor this weekend about several topics from the book and we also ended up chatting about several other topics related to everything from Iran-Contra to the Opium Wars to CIA meddling with counterculture movements from abstract expressionism to the hippie music scene.
Piers has spoken to some amazing guests including one of my favorite researchers Douglas Valentine author of CIA As Organized Crime, Hotel Tacloban and The Phoenix Project, definitely check out his site Resistance Recovery for more of his excellent interviews. The audio only version should be available at Audible and several podcast repository sites in the next few days.

Our recorded conversation goes on for an hour and a half then we spent another 45 minutes or so just chatting after the show ended. Definitely looking forward to doing the show again when my next book comes out. Speaking of, I hint at what I’m working on next in the interview. Due to the spinal injury in January that I just had surgery to fix, I ended up having to put all the projects I was in the midst of on hold but hope to have the next book ready to edit early 2022 and fingers crossed will be ready to publish by Spring of next year.

If you would like to hear more check out other podcasts and radio shows in the  interview section. You can get your copy of Pedogate Primer: the politcs of pedophilia for Kindle and it is free to read instantly with a Kindle Unlimited subscription. You can also pick up the paperback from Amazon, Barnes & NobleTarget and Powell’s Books and a few other shops worldwide including Australia, Taiwan and Poland. The audiobook, narrated by myself, was also just released at Audible.com. If you’d like a review copy of the audiobook, contact me through the contact form or email at kafkaguy@gmail.com and I’ll send you a promo code.

lEARNING TO WALK AGAIN

Well, I had my first follow-up with the surgeon. Apparently there are still some minor balance and reflex issues which are a sign that my spinal cord is still healing. I was prescribed agmatine which I had previously taken as a nootropic supplement. Hopefully it and the b vitamins and Chinese skullcap will help with the nerve regeneration. These videos are from while I was still getting my bearings back and just doing a little walking and some minor aerobics and stair steps really wore me out. I’m making sure to get some exercise and walking done each day in the meantime though.

Meanwhile, in a couple weeks I am supposed to get another x ray and see how things look from there. Hopefully then will be able to get rid of the cervical collar once and for all. Just being able to walk around has been amazing though. Here’s some short clips from the physical therapy while I was still in the hospital. I am not supposed to lift over five pounds for now and then in about a week need to keep it under 25 lbs for a couple weeks but hopefully after that should be able to get back to normal activities. Just being able to climb stairs and walk at a normal to brisk pace has been so amazing.

Speaking of amazing, since I can finally sit up and type again that means some of the writing projects I had to put on the back burner in January are finally going to be back in the works as well, so stay tuned…

Sirhan Paroled? The Truth Of the RFK Assassination

With his recommendation for parole for the first time ever, Sirhan Sirhan is a step closer to freedom than ever before. Some say the 77-year-old “has served his time” and therefore deserves to be free. I disagree, as Sirhan was never guilty in the first place. Extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence however, which is why I compiled multiple citations, sources and expert opinions for each of the claims made. The bulk of this video is from sections of the chapter on the Kennedy assassinations from my forthcoming book, Deep State: penetrating the veils of the unelected shadow government.

Please excuse my slightly scratchy voice, also faltered and lost my place a few times. Have been short on sleep for months now thanks to the pain from the spinal injury but with so many sharing their opinions without mentioning so many of the pertinent details which make it clear that it was physically impossible for Sirhan to have shot RFK despite having a gun and firing it at the scene.

Kabul Falls?! Musing on the Graveyard of Empires

“We’ve got them outnumbered and they’ve got us surrounded!” Kabul is now being taken by the Taliban as the US and allied forces turn tail and run leaving massive amounts of military hardware. But how different will the world be for Afghan citizens and the world if the Taliban does breeze through? How much worse will they be (or can they be) than what they’ve been putting up with under occupation for two decades straight. Military waste, intelligence operation drug running and ruined lives all around are the legacy of these wars for profit. Don’t buy the hype that after 20 years of not fixing it we should toss a few trillion more on the funeral pyre of the American empire as the military industrial complex marches on…

Currently making notes on James Tharin Bradford’s Poppies, Politics and Power: Afghanistan and the Global History of Drugs and Diplomacy, Dawn Paley’s Drug War Capitalism and Ryan Gingeras’ Heroin, Organized Crime, and the Making of Modern Turkey. Turkey and Afghanistan have long been important stops on the opium/heroin pipeline and I have a feeling Turkey will likely be working to ensure they stay “in the loop” as the dust settles at the changing of the guard in the graveyard of empires.