I have a friend who is an expert on mind control. She’s taught me a lot about how people can be controlled like puppets on a string.
For instance, my friend believes that many of the pop stars who go bad — the Mileys and Britneys of the world — are brainwashed tools of their “handlers.” The young singers make bucketfuls of cash for their masters, while being programmed to do the most degrading of acts.
And when if there is a breakdown in the mind control — a young star, for instance, starts speaking independently and not parroting the party line — the media reports that she is now in “rehab.” But those hospitalizations are not always for rehab; they actually may be a way to foist re-programming on the rebellious moneymakers.
I don’t know if my friend is correct. But I do think that her premise is compelling. Given that the populace has been subject to mind control through politics and advertising, it makes sense that we can be hypnotized and re-hypnotized at will.
I thought of my friend’s theory of mind control while beholding two events happening this summer in the Bay Area. They both celebrate “wonderful” anniversaries. The first one is the 50th anniversary of the Black Panthers. Huge, bold-face words, “Power is Still with the People,” emblazon city buses. The signs advertise a big museum exhibit at the Oakland Museum.
Even more heavily promoted is the anniversary of 50 years of the supposed Summer of Love. A huge, well-financed museum exhibit is being held at San Francisco’s DeYoung Museum, with a glossy magazine of the event being widely circulated. I came upon the magazine the other day, and the colorful pictures depict a purportedly luminous time in Bay Area history.
Of course, the good old days depicted on the buses and in the galleries didn’t exactly happen that way.
I can think of few phenomenons more artificially manufactured and reconstructed then the SF Bay Area’s glorious past. People who were living here during the 60s paint a vastly different picture: of dirty hippie boys and girls running away from home and living dangerous, drug-plagued lives in the various parks. Heroin was popular. Parents couldn’t let their children play in the parks for fear of stepping on a needle.
The Black Panthers weren’t the heros of Berkeley’s fantasy world. Many, if not most, were thugs and criminals who held Oakland and Berkeley brutally hostage. Women were raped — men too. Former Panther Eldridge Cleaver waxed rhapsodic in his seminal book, Soul on Ice, of raping the white woman to punish the white man. (1)
According to David Horowitz, Huey P. Newton was so sick and twisted that his rape of a man led to the victim’s hospitalization. Also according to Horowitz, people were murdered, even those within the Panther’s inner circle. And, yet, our youth learn to idolize these hoodlums from their programmed teachers and via museum exhibits.
The Summer of Love hype is just as illusionary as the Panthers. The truth: many young people destroyed their brains with drugs, as well as their innocence from promiscuity. Again, girls were raped or callously used for their bodies.
Even more tragically, the Summer of Love fostered drug experimentation and promiscuity as the new normal. The damage to young bodies and minds these last few decades has been incalculable. Rather then host community celebrations for the Summer of Love, we should hold memorial services, weeping for the damage done to sensitive souls.
When I witness the absurd and never ending lies of these 50th year anniversaries, it makes me think of my friend and her research on mind control. I wonder: is there a deeper reason for all of these celebrations?
Perhaps. Berkeley, Oakland, and beyond have become filthy, crime-infested, grid locked, unaffordable, and unlivable places. And yet, young techies keep pouring in to live here — as well as more and more runaways and other alienated youth. The numbers of white kids camping on the streets looking zombie-like have exploded in number just this past year.
So perhaps the puppeteers have cooked up a brilliant plan: convince the willing pawns of Berkeley and Oakland that they are lucky to live in this awful place. Do this by celebrating 50th anniversaries, thereby encouraging residents to look fondly backwards rather than see the never ending dangers in the present. And, like the Pied Piper, attract even more young and impressionable people to flock here as well.
It’s a win/win for the masterminds: they continue to have a large populace under their thumb who will endure riots and violence to have the privilege of living in this celebrated land. And if there is a crack in the brainwashing, the residents, like Miley, will be subject to collective re-programming.
Consequently, the folks around here will ignore all of the evidence about the truth of Berkeley even when it is staring them right in the face. Instead, they look longingly and proudly back in time at a Summer of Love that never actually happened.
1. Eldridge Cleaver had a conversion experience while living in some horrendous communist countries in Africa after going underground. He became a born-again Christian and returned to face the law in the US. He recanted all of his past beliefs about communism and violence, and became a Christian minister. He writes his story of his newfound patriotism and of God’s mercy in the book, Soul on Fire — one that, sadly but not surprisingly, sold almost no copies compared to his mega best-seller, Soul on Ice.