THE COLUMN: Total Eclipse of the Brain

Michael Walsh08 Apr, 2024 4 Min Read
You ain't seen nothin' yet.

Back in the day, when such things were allowed, potboiler thrillers set in various benighted lands often included a scene in which the ooga-booga natives were interrupted in various exercises of stake-burning or incipient cannibalism by the claim of one of the intended victims that he could blot out the sun. Prove it! they shouted and -- armed with his European foreknowledge of an imminent solar eclipse in that very spot and at that very moment -- so he did. The indigenous peoples collapsed in fear and awe while the divinized interlopers made their getaway.

Today, things have flipped. The former exemplars of Western civilization have become primitive cultists fearful of nature and desperately trying to appease it in any of its manifestations other than a sunny, cloudless sky with the temperature in the low 70s. Any daily deviation from what we might term the Floridian April Norm is viewed with alarm bordering on hysteria: minor earthquakes in the New York City region last week triggered an aberrational reaction among the "climate change" cultists, the nearest things to those natives of old: what have we done? And what must we do to appease Mother Gaia?

To the abattoirs with you.

Indeed, all the ills that Planet Earth is and has forever been heir to -- quakes, fires, floods, high winds, rough seas, soil erosion, volcanoes, temperatures well below zero and above 100 -- have triggered an aboriginal, superstitious reaction among the panicky, the feeble-minded, and the credentialed-but-uneducated. Led of course by the ninnies in the American media, today's total solar eclipse across a swath of Mexico, the U.S. from Texas to New England, and bits of Canada has occasioned a great deal of atavistic foolishness over a perfectly natural and predictable event, made even wackier by an induced nonsense about "climate change" from hoax-sponsoring hucksters.

Accordingly sacrifices must be made and the gods propitiated. Agriculture -- the foundation of civilization from Mesopotamian times, must be restricted, and cattle -- for millennia, a storehouse of wealth for humanity -- must be slaughtered on the altar of Repentance. The beasts of the World Economic Forum, from their Bond-villain lairs high atop the Alps, have decided that bugs and bicycles are the way forward for everyone except them. 

Permanent, if "scientists" get their way.

Amazingly, it gets crazier. In California last week, we now learn, "scientists" have surreptitiously launched "microscopic salt particles" into the skies above the Bay Area, in an effort to block out the sun:

The test marked the country’s first outdoor experiment to limit global warming by increasing cloud cover to reflect more sunlight away from the Earth. The fact that very few people knew about it beforehand reflects how touchy geoengineering projects still are despite the growing interest in them as a potential way to slow global warming...

The Coastal Atmospheric Aerosol Research and Engagement, or CAARE, project, led by researchers at the University of Washington, kept a tight lid on the project details. That was out of concern “that critics would try to stop them,” reported The New York Times, which, along with the San Francisco Chronicle, was granted exclusive access to cover the initial firing of the spray cannons.

SilverLining, a geoengineering research advocacy group involved in the project, said in a press release that the project was being undertaken “with a deep commitment to open science and a culture of humility.” The experiment will run through the end of May, when conditions permit, atop the USS Hornet Sea, Air & Space Museum in Alameda.

Because legitimate science is always conducted under tight secrecy, to keep it away from the prying eyes of "critics." But who, really, is surprised by this? Post-Christian revolutionary France had its atheistic Cult of Reason; today we have the Cult of Science, as arbitrary as it is bogus. Never mind the profound social and economic damage caused by the entirely unnecessary, fascist panic over Covid-19 under the Pence-Fauci-Birx cabal that helped bring down the Trump administration in 2020, for which none of the principals has paid the slightest price in finances or reputation.

Never mind as well that the public is proving stubbornly resistant to the entire notion of electric cars, especially when electricity prices are soaring due to regulation-induced shortages. Even the so-called "hard sciences" are now prey to the same character defects as the charlatanistic "social studies" and daft, past-their-sell-by-date 19th-century "disciplines" such as Freudianism. Their counter-factual "studies" somehow always move the Overton Window leftward, madly promoted in the pages of the New York Times and elsewhere, resulting in the peer-endorsed sexual mutilation of children and unprovable assertions that "diversity" is actually a strength when its very name implies divisiveness and chaos.

Time to hop out of the cannibals' pot and back into the light of sanity -- just as soon as the eclipse is over and we bravely celebrate our survival from something that's been occurring since God created, the sun, the moon, the stars, and the Earth we somehow continue to inhabit despite our own best efforts to drive ourselves insane. 

Michael Walsh is a journalist, author, and screenwriter. He was for 16 years the music critic and a foreign correspondent for Time Magazine. His works include the novels As Time Goes By, And All the Saints, and the bestselling “Devlin” series of NSA thrillers; as well as the nonfiction bestseller, The Devil’s Pleasure Palace and its sequel, The Fiery Angel. Last Stands, a study of military history from the Greeks to the present, was published by St. Martin's Press in December 2019. He is also the editor of Against the Great Reset: 18 Theses Contra the New World Order, published on Oct. 18, 2022, and of the forthcoming Against the Corporate Media. Follow him on Twitter: @theAmanuensis


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4 comments on “THE COLUMN: Total Eclipse of the Brain”

  1. This may have been what they were trying to aVoid:

    These opponents believe that even discussing and researching the possibility of such climate interventions eases pressures to rapidly cut greenhouse-gas emissions and increases the likelihood that a rogue actor or solitary nation will one day begin spraying materials into the stratosphere without any broader consensus.

    In otherwords, you can't even TEST theories because WE NEED TO CUT GREENHOUSE EMISSIONS.

  2. I specifically remember an episode in which Mr. Peabody extricated himself and Sherman from the clutches of their captors by accurately predicting an imminent total eclipse of which Peabody had foreknowledge. Speaking of the Way-Back-Machine, the “It Wasn’t Fauci” Trump mea culpa video must, of necessity, cast Trump into the role of the likable yet naive dullard, Sherman, who blindly follows professor Peabody into and out of compromising predicaments. Hardly consistent with the shrewd, “you’re fired,” “Greatest Deal Maker” image, right? But that’s the needle that his campaign must thread and, unsurprisingly, it looks cartoonish. Farcically, for guidance our political strategists are taking their cues from baby boomer Saturday morning cartoons (Commander McBragg becomes Sherman after his defeat in 2020 by Mr. Magoo).

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