August 19, 2017
I love my journal. It’s the best therapist imaginable, free, doesn’t interrupt, argue, talk back, gossip, nag, or second-guess. If more people kept journals, the world would be a saner place.
Ten years ago this month, when George W. Bush was still president, I purchased a “Collectors’ Edition” of the US News and World Report on “Secret Societies.” The following journal entry was my take on “Skull & Bones,” the Yale club that claims the Georges Bush as members, among other famous power-brokers
Sunday, August 26, 2007
I bought a “Collector’s Edition” of the US News and World Report. “Mysteries of History–Secret Societies.” It has articles on the Masons, Rosicrucians, Skull & Bones, and numerous others.
Skull & Bones, the secret society at Yale that boasts multiple notable members– including George W. Bush and his father, George H. W. Bush–interests me only because it is an excellent example of a Good Ole Boy clique. The article gives fuzzy details but for this: Skull & Bones “puts its members through some strange activities and centers its program around ideas of death, power, and devotion to a goddess. The influence of Skull & Bones is particularly noticeable in the area of public service, although it does no community service.”
I figure the public service is all done with other people’s money. This is the plutocracy. I wonder which goddess, or did they invent their own? Is this some kind of Satanic cult American taxpayers have elected? Is this the anti-Christ we’ve been waiting for? Bush does walk around with a dazed look, as if he is figuring out he’s being perceived as the anti-Christ and doesn’t quite know how to play the role.
A skull and bones is the symbol for poison, so why would anyone choose to associate with a group that brags about being poisonous? The flag that pirates carried? I embrace life, not death.
Also, “Bones has each candidate recite his or her [?] sexual history right off the bat (September of his senior year). By forcing them to share their most intimate confidences with each other, Skull & Bones binds its members together.” Sounds like a cult of perverts, as well. How does anyone know if they’re telling the truth? Anybody ever refuse to join?
But America elected Bush, as well as others of this cult’s members.
What amazes me most is that anyone takes them seriously. If this is what they’re learning at Yale, I withdraw my taxpayer contribution to education.
Secrecy is shame and shame secrecy.
The concept of Skull & Bones representing poison bears closer scrutiny. My issues with public policy are strongly domestic: The mis-management on the home turf, with poisons being pushed on people’s bodies and into the planetary ecosystem in massive quantities . . .
A more interesting article was about the Illuminati, an organization that may or may not exist, kept alive by belief that it does and that Jews are behind it. Whether it exists is irrelevant to me. The world is dominated by people who think they are smarter than everyone else, including each other, as current events show. If they want to reassure each other that they are illuminated, just because they want it to be true, fine with me. Just don’t expect me to pay for it.
Now Skull & Bones makes a big deal of public service with other people’s money, in true Plutonian style.
I would really like to know which goddess they pray to. No wonder public policy feels like a gangbang. Not enough women to go around.
I suspect they are all homosexuals and pedophiles, anyway. Maybe the goddess they pray to is the one who can give them erections. Someone more exciting than little boys.
Their symbolism is interesting. They adapt several masonic symbols having to do with building. There are three “5”s in a triangle on their shield, which is a coffin.
They have west facing up – sunset – a 90-degree counter-clockwise shift of the south pole in a horoscope.
So that’s what we’re seeing on the world stage: a group of self-proclaimed world leaders intentionally leading the world into self-destruction. It makes no sense to me.
These people think they are smart?