I finished watching the most excellent Michael Moore documentary Capitalism: A Love Story this morning on tubi . (Which is, by the way, a wonderful free thing you can get for your tv. For instance: I love Amazon Prime's streaming service and use it often, but it would have cost me $3.99 + tax to watch this movie there. tubi is free...and though you do have to watch a few commercials, they are mercifully short and not all that plentiful. And they have a shit ton of other stuff available--some of it quite excellent stuff.) And because I didn't put down my coffee and jump up when it ended, another movie began to play. It had the rather off-putting name American Mind Control: MK Ultra (2015). Hard not to think of something like that being in the same category as Alien Autopsy, isn't it? But as the ancient footage crackled along, I found myself at least mildly interested. And then this thing happened:
"Well, if you hear enough of this kind of gossip, planted by the Communists, enough phony rumors of America's secret plans to launch a war...enough big lies, little lies, and medium-sized lies, maybe you'll begin to believe some of it. Isn't there an end of this? No, there is no end...not until Communism ends under the weight of its own evils and its own lies."
And immediately on its heels, this thing happened:
"The best defense against enemy propaganda is truth. For a Communist, a thing is true only if it advances the Communist cause. it is false if it does not. The soldier who understands how enemy propaganda works is forewarned and forearmed. In this knowledge lies his strength."
And I couldn't help but think that this
could very easily be heard as this
And isn't that a tasty dish--full of 100% of your irony requirements --to set before the king? (Since Trump is going back to that age-old Republican gambit of accusing the Democrats of being Communists.)
Come on people now.
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