By Jon Rappoport
To all meddlers who know best and are keeping us from exploring “dangerous information” on our own:
Is that clear enough?
Here’s what we don’t need; people who pretend to act like shepherds for our own good, while profiting from their version of the truth.
The film, Vaxxed, which Robert De Niro axed from his Tribeca Film Festival, purports to show there is a connection between the MMR vaccine and autism. At least a long-time researcher at the CDC, William Thompson, thinks so. He has stated in writing that he and his colleagues committed scientific fraud and gave the dangerous vaccine a free pass.
That’s news. We can judge the quality of it for ourselves. We don’t need repulsive nannies to keep us in our rooms under heavy guard.
We don’t need government flacks and so-called scientists telling us they decide what we can see and can’t see.
We don’t need soccer moms who vaccinate their kids with 60 shots to make them immune telling us our unvaccinated kids might infect theirs. If their kids are shot up and safe, what are they worried about?
There used to be an idea in America called freedom. It meant, among other things, that people were strong enough and smart enough to read a book or see a film and make up their own minds about it.
Now we have talking heads on screens reading teleprompters and relaying holy gospel to us, as if we were nothing more than moths drawn to the glow of those screens.
Now we have an “independent” film festival clucking and shucking and claiming the film Vaxxed might contaminate our thoughts, and so, as a gesture of public service, they’re going to go dark and keep our thoughts pure. Thank you very much, but I have a dirty mind and I want to keep it that way. I have a suspicious mind. I have no interest in burning books or films. I don’t need the burning to keep me safe.
I didn’t think so.
At my site, nomorefakenews, you can find the interview Vaxxed’s producer, Del Bigtree, gave to ABC News. The whole interview. ABC aired five seconds of it. ABC thinks that’s all you should see. The rest is too dangerous. Why? Because it makes too much sense. Del refers to censorship, for example—and ABC is in the business of censorship. So airing the whole interview would represent a conflict of interest for ABC’s business.
As someone who has worked as a reporter for 30 years, I have a different business. I hold up dirty sheets. In full view. I examine the stains and investigate where they came from. I examine the thread count and the rips in the fabric and the manufacturer.
The whole idea of a free press was: keep the politicians honest. But frankly, that went by the boards a long a time ago. You can’t keep those snakes honest. You can’t keep their mega-corporate collaborators honest, either. So the stakes have gone up. Let me tell you what I mean by that. The people, the American people are on a boil. The boil has been rising. The people know they’re being lied to left and right. They know their interests and their desires are being ignored. They know they’re being treated like children or helpless patients in hospitals. And they don’t like it. They want the truth for a change, and they’re not getting it from official sources. They’re not getting it from government or mega-corporations or media or scientists. They don’t like that. Huge numbers of Americans don’t want a welfare/surveillance state (the two always go together) where the permanent underclass is expanding every day. They don’t want to be told how they should feel and how they should talk and what words they should use and what words they shouldn’t and what ideas they should hold in their heads. They don’t want some primping bloated class of self-appointed sources feeding them the right kind of information for their own good.
This is a film we’re talking about. Images and people and words on a screen in a theater. This film, now censored, is going to come out. One way or another it will. And when it does, I hope thousands and thousands of people will get in line around the block to see it, even if they’re already disposed to reject what it reveals—just to show the powers-that-be what’s what. They can’t shut us down. They can’t corrupt us to the point where we don’t care anymore. They can’t turn our minds to mush. They can’t speak down their noses at us as if they and only they know reality.
I hope this film moves into theaters all over America and all over the world, and plays night after night to packed houses. I hope it makes more money than Goofy Shoves a Pie in the Face of His Pal Bozo on Vacation in Vegas or whatever the current blockbuster happens to be. I hope this film rises like a river in a storm and blows away all box office records for documentaries.
I hope people take heart from it, if only because there it finally is on screens and they can see it and think about it and make up their own minds.
But that’s just me.
What about you?
Do you want to obey the top-heavy scuzzball news sources who keep warning us that information is dangerous and must be filtered through them?
I didn’t think so.
I bring 30 years of experience as an independent reporter to bear when I tell you the vaccine issue is the holy of holies for the establishment. Why that is, is not the purpose of this article to explain, but this holy of holies must not be disturbed or doubted or rejected. It’s far bigger than Congressional corruption or Presidential corruption or who is really funding ISIS or trade treaties or money siphoned off and stolen from government agencies or the phony war on drugs or missing gold reserves or double agents inside the CIA or global warming or fill in the blank. The people who run things would rather risk exposure on any of those scandals than on the vaccine issue.
I’ll give you a personal opinion, which you can accept or reject: if all vaccines were suddenly stopped all over the world, once and for all, after the dust settled we would see healthier populations emerge. That’s what we would see.
But right now we’re talking about a film, and your right to see it. Or not. Your right to walk into a theater, sit down, and watch what Del Bigtree and his people put together.
The big-time They don’t want you to see it.
But I’m confident you will.
I’m quite confident.
I believe you’ll see it and send a message to the people who think they own you and your mind.
They want to own you because, underneath their arrogance and fake charm, they’re terrified of that silly little article called freedom. They’re terrified at not knowing which way you’ll go, what you’ll do, how you’ll think, so they paint frightening pictures and show them to you, hoping that’ll keep you in check.
And even more basically, they want to own you because they think they can. It’s that simple. They’re in the business of owning people. It excites them. It makes them think they’re alive. It’s the only thing, when you get right down to it, that makes them feel alive.
They employ petty little minds and petty little scientists and petty little meddlers to keep feeding you fear.
But I’m confident you’ll ignore this scum floating on the river of life.
There is a film. It’s called Vaxxed.
When it emerges from the bloody hands of the censors, you can see it.
So see it.
Make the censors tremble. It’s good to make them tremble.
Or…if people prefer to stay home and devolve back down to being moths sucking at glowing television screens, then the big-time They will understand they can do anything they want to, to you. They can work you six ways from Sunday. They can own you and your mind.
Is that what you want? Is that what’ll make you happy?
I didn’t think so.
I happen to hate the phrase, “We’re all in this together.” It’s a party balloon our leaders like to pull out and use when they’re about to dump something awful on our heads. It’s fake unity. It’s a Disney rainbow they keep in a drawer and take out whenever they have a new program for their cheap tinny version of the coming utopia.
But in one sense, we are all together—on the matter of freedom. And that’s because it isn’t a collective cheese glob. Your freedom is yours. Mine is mine. You make choices. I make choices. Without endangering each other or ourselves, we can agree on that one.
That’s the way it’s supposed to be.
So there is a film. Words and pictures and people on a theater screen.
It will come out.
You can see it. I can see it.
So see it.
Don’t be a moth.
Don’t be a fluttering little thing sucking on the glow of authority in this country, asking for nourishment in a void, in a dream, in someone else’s dream of a life no one is really living.