"There are no strings on me..."
If you are old enough, you might remember the 1950's, when, studies tell us, the happiness of humanity in the western world was at it's peak.
The 1950's were a time when, relieved at the conclusion of a vast war, the people's of the world were in the main hopeful of a lasting peace.
More particularly they saw the great opportunity for change for the better lying ahead of them.
Science was advancing day by day, easing the workload, easing the struggle of daily life.
Humanity could see a future of increased leisure time for all created by advances in production techniques and robotics, by early computing advances, by caring government.
In many western nations the immediate post war governments introduced concepts of universal education, universal health care, pensions for all, sickness and disability support. Industries essential to life were nationalised and run for the public good: coal mining, electricity generation, bus and rail services, hospitals, postal services, telephony.
Other industries were unionised, the collective voice of the workers gaining strength and a better deal set against the blatant profiteering and abuse of worker's rights of the pre-war years and, in the collective memory still, of the Victorian era.
It was a time when humanity had gained an edge in the struggle for true freedom, a time of optimism emerging from hardship, a time when people felt they had a hand in their government, where their vote counted for something.
They felt they could demand change.
They felt that government was their servant, elected to serve the will of the people.
Of course most of it was illusory, but the very expectation that a people could control their own destiny and were masters of their government could, if allowed to continue, grow into the reality.
These, then, were mildly trying times for the elite.
Not financially, of course, for the second world war had left most nations in debt to them and gifted them unbelievable wealth in terms of profits from materials of war and from theft.
Nor either in terms of the lessons of mass control they had learned and their intelligent application by modern instruments of propaganda (about to be revolutionised by television).
Equally, they had advanced their project for one-world government further. They had created their new superpowers of Soviet Russia and the USA, founded their "United Nations" scam, were in possession of the amazing fear-generating capabilities of the Atomic weapon.
They had, too, taken further their control of scientific development and research by private or governmental agency, had gained much from their learning from the sick science of Nazi Germany.
More than that, their science was gaining a more detailed understanding of the human psyche and how to tinker with the very essence of a human being. Black experiments were conducted by greedy and perverse scientists into many different avenues of mind control, these threads of research pulled together, a new and invisible weapon emerging.
It is the application of this learning that has been their most outstanding success of the last few decades. With this project has come their near total mastery of the planet. With this project they are positioning themselves such that they can prevent, for perhaps all time, the emergence of a new humanity, a free humanity, a humanity united by an understanding of fellowship, of partnership, of sharing and giving, a humanity living with the grace of peace, learning a new way forward that would promise a satisfactory compromise with nature and resources, an end to war, an end to pollution, an end to hardship and want, soon perhaps an end to sickness and perhaps to untimely death - or even to death itself.
These things are not even now beyond the wit of man nor beyond what we are capable of achieving. We are a species of immense intelligence, capable of brilliance, accelerating our capabilities by building ever more rapidly upon the successes and learning that we have attained thus far.
But first we have to undo the foul influences that have been orchestrated against us.
It is this very possibility that the elite are working to prevent, have been working to prevent since the beginning.
The interesting comparisons to be made between the 1950’s and now are not those that compare technology nor the consumption of “stuff”.
They are between the very essence of people then and now.
If it hadn’t happened by the steady drip drip drip of perverse control, if you took someone from the 1950’s and set them down in 2009 without them having witnessed the slow but inexorable forces at work they would be astounded and scared by the changes that the elite have wrought on the very essence of humanity.
They would scarcely recognise the witless, apathetic, dumbed down, lethargic, spiritless, uncaring, selfish lumpen mass that most have become. They would be horrified at the lack of idealism, of political engagement. They would be astounded at the loss of the advances in social justice they had made and we now squander. They would be incredulous at the loss of basic freedoms, at the mass of controls of speech and thought that many today barely notice, just automatically comply with.
The devastation of family structures, the loss of a sense of community, the differences ever widening between rich and poor, the number of hours needed to be worked to sustain an ordinary life, the security cameras, the fearfulness, the spite.
They would not believe the wars of empire and resource control that the west now wage.
They would be physically sick at the weasel words of Obama accepting his “Prize”.
Most of all, they would be angry that we’d lost the future they’d dreamed of , worked towards, felt was possible, layed the foundation stones for.
If you know the "Jeeves and Wooster" works of P.G. Wodehouse, you'll recall that the inimitable Jeeves often solved awkward situations by having a knowledge of "the psychology of the individual".
Some dark evil understands this new science well. It has used it as the major part of a decades long program to create the new invisible slavery of the sheeple. They dance and they sing, like Pinnocchio, "there are no strings on me".
But of course there are.