My Cautious And Cynical Take On The Mayoral Money Flap: The Hyenas Are Already Barking At Each Other

by Travis Mateer

I’m glad a former Mayor of Missoula is having a six-figure hissy fit because it allows me to better see where the hyenas are. What’s the so-so bad problem that caused Daniel Kemmis to publicly withdraw his support for Mayoral candidate, Mike Nugent? A six figure donation from a national realtor group, that’s what. From the link (emphasis mine):

Following a complaint over six-figure campaign spending in the Missoula mayor’s race, former Missoula Mayor Dan Kemmis retracted his endorsement of candidate and City Councilor Mike Nugent.

“This is a whole new level of intrusion into the local electoral process and it is an extremely dangerous precedent,” Kemmis wrote in a joint statement with fellow former Mayor Mike Kadas. “The real problem, of course, is the U.S. Supreme Court’s Citizens United decision, which opened the sluicegate to floods of this kind of money. Until we can return to sensible campaign finance rules, however, the best way for a community like Missoula to respond is to not support candidates who benefit from this type of large, outside, special interest contribution. Toward that end former Mayor Kemmis is hereby withdrawing his earlier endorsement of Mike Nugent.”

Huh? I’m sorry, I despise the money sloshing around as much as anyone, but what exactly makes this donation rise to a WHOLE NEW LEVEL of intrusion? Especially when you consider Kemmis’ connection to Jim Messina, the slithery tech-guru who helped get Obama reelected, and who really wants to have influence in Missoula.

Later in the article, Jim Messina is himself quoted DEFENDING Nugent by deflecting Kemmis’ criticism to the infamous Citizens United Supreme Court decision (emphasis mine)

Jim Messina, Kemmis’ former campaign manager and Barack Obama’s campaign manager, also stated: “Shouldn’t elections be about the best candidate? It’s the height of arrogance to encourage people to not support Mike Nugent, who clearly is the best candidate, because a group he has no control of and can’t coordinate with, wants to help him. The problem is the Supreme Court, not a candidate. And I will continue to support the best candidate because the future of Missoula is at stake.”

In my own life I consider thinking about the future to be a luxury, since I’m treading water in daily triage mode, so the sentiment I picked up in the article that maybe no one WANTS this six figure sum led me to include the idea of giving it to ME during my LESS THAN 3 minute public comment. Here it is:

That’s right, I provided Council with an update on the Kim Williams urban campers, along with my concern that a supplier of Cannabis is purposefully lacing his product with Fentanyl, leading to three ODs. Then I panhandled my local politicians and reminded them of my TIF fund (link below).

Before making public comment, I had some Democrats sitting and mumbling to themselves to my left. How did I know they were Democrats? Well, because one of the guys had been driving like a fucking idiot in front of me before the meeting began and he had a big MONTANA DEMOCRATS bumper sticker on his car. Are I not a fantastic investigative journalist?

I tried engaging the other one in conversation by asking him if he knew Martin Kidston and OH BOY did I get a fun brush off, which makes his following comment all the more hilarious to me. Who is this Pearson guy? I don’t know, but he consulted for our last Mayor, so that’s really all I need to know about him.

Also, unlike me, this guy DOES NOT understand what 3 minutes means, but in his defense, no one reminded him.

If you don’t want to take the time to listen to this guy speak, let me relate the funniest part: he thanked the MEDIA for breaking this VERY IMPORTANT “news” that a hefty donation beyond candidate Nugent’s control was made.

While I don’t like seeing Messina weigh in on Nugent’s side, I’m less bothered by seeing Tyler Gernant, Nugent’s treasurer, get some quotes in, since he stated his opinion at a Pachyderm meeting that he didn’t think Montana Democrats liked him that much. Does this increase Nugent’s appeal to me? I hate to admit it, but yes, yes it does.

Here’s the nicely nuanced Gernant jab at the two old guys making summer noise against Nugent:

“It’s telling that the two people who issued the statement lived their entire electoral lives before Citizens United,” said Gernant. “If we punish good candidates for things they legally can’t control, we aren’t changing the system, we are just hurting ourselves.”

To get a Kemmis perspective, I chose one of two books I have in my Montana section to get a quote from, and let me apologize ahead of time for its length.

The point I’m making with this excerpt is how many words can be strung together without actually saying anything of substance. This mind-numbing excerpt comes from Chapter 8 of Community and the Politics of Place:

A familiar maxim defines politics as “the art of the possible.” This definition is often invoked to end debates by reminding someone that the proper realm of politics is not the ideal, but the real: the restricted realm of what is, in fact, possible. But referring to politics as the art of the possible might also be a way of invoking the possibilities inhering in the world–a way of drawing attention to what is not, but could be. Robert Kennedy caught the essence of this way of viewing politics with his often-used quote from George Bernard Shaw: “You see things; and you say, “Why?” But I dream things that never were, and I say, “Why not?” Politics as “the art of the possible,” in other words, may mean that “the glass is half empty,” but it may also mean that “the glass is half full.” I do not want to argue that the second sense of the definition should be entirely substituted for the first, but simply that politics should be understood as “the art of the possible” in both of these senses. It is the tension between these two meanings which makes politics interesting–which makes it, indeed, a human enterprise.

Sorry, but I had to do it. Because, like the man who worked for the Tories correctly stated, THE FUTURE OF MISSOULA IS AT STAKE!

Any time I think about Montana Democrats, I think about Hillary Clinton’s Victory Fund, which you can read about from this virtual locale I used to link to a lot, back in the day. If any Montana Democrat is still around from those days, please just go away and DO NOT TALK about money and transparency, because my default position is going to be you’re a hypocrite operator playing some sort of angle.

To get even MORE cynical, I wouldn’t be surprised if this BIG donation wasn’t made to NOT help Nugent, but to actually allow this exact attack from Democrat concern trolls in the first place.

Regardless, there are more pressing issues facing our community than the noise of Hyenas barking at each other, so hopefully this flap doesn’t get more ink from the “helpful” media than necessary.

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If I Had The Resources To Do Actual, In Depth Investigations…

by Travis Mateer

What do you see in this picture? Can you see that there’s been a fire, and that the tree has been singed and leaves burned? Can you see the ashes? More importantly, do you see any reason WHY this camp site started on fire?

Let me back up.

Since my work-shift didn’t start until 11, I realized I had time last Wednesday morning to attend the Budget and Finance Committee meeting, but I just BARELY made it to provide public comment. Judging by the smile, I think at least one person was happy to see me!

After huffing and puffing through my public reminder that the Headwaters Foundation is sitting on 100 million dollars of loot from the sale of Community Medical Center, and that this money is SUPPOSED to benefit our community, I exited chambers and hopped back on my bike for a ride down the Kim Williams trail to see what I could see.

The camping sites visible from the trail appear scattered, in groupings of two to three tents, and so far the environmental impacts appear less intense than what was happening at the Russell bridge and Lion’s Park locations.

Impact to the land is NOT what I ended up discovering on my ride. Instead, after a conversation with several campers, I developed a theory for what may have happened to the burned-out camp site pictured above and, more importantly, WHO might be responsible.

A burned-out campsite pales to the claims I heard from several campers that THREE overdoses have occurred in the area in just the past week, with at least one of them being fatal. Are these the medical emergencies Jill Bonny referenced?

While this is bad, it’s what I heard next that really upsets me. I was describing my effort to remove the “meth shack” and as I described the builder, Todd Spence, one of the guys I was talking to lit up with recognition. “That’s the guy!” he said, and the other camper seemed to immediately know who he was referring to.

Turns out there’s a theory amongst some of the urban campers that Todd Spence is dispersing weed laced with Fentanyl, and he’s doing so knowingly. Could this be true?

After this conversation, I quickly returned downtown and was able to catch one of the fire guys wrapping up his presentation to Council about money, so I put the ODs on his radar, then I went over to the police station and was told the Captain of the street crime unit would be in the following day, at 2pm. Why wasn’t he available on a Wednesday? Because they were all in “a training”.

Not content to sit idly by, I biked by the Russell bridge area the following morning to see if a certain colored tent was there, and it was! I also took note of the new piece of “art” on display:

After documenting my specific concerns with 911 dispatch, and talking to the responding officer (and watching the individual of concern exit his _____ colored tent), I continued my neighborhood bike ride and struck up a conversation with two people walking their pups. I explained why I was biking around, referencing the urban camp, and they responded with a worried nod toward a property I had just biked by.

Incidentally, this property had been referenced at the neighborhood meeting I recently attended at Free Cycles by an older woman with a disabled son who lives near this spot. According to her, A LOT of sketchy activity is going on at this location.

I was told by the two dog-walkers to ask local businesses in the area about their concerns, so I did some canvassing with my business cards, but didn’t hear anything specific, and the morning was getting close to the working hour, so switched out my sandals for work shoes.

After my shift was over I had a handful of conversations, but the one I’ll mention here is the one I had with the Captain of the street crimes unit. Are they aware of claims Spence is peddling dirty Fentanyl weed? They are, but no one has apparently given them first hand claims. Maybe because they’re dead?

No, I didn’t make that smart-ass comment, but I DID express some specific frustration about the lost opportunity the Missoula County Sheriff’s Office had last September when Todd Spence assaulted TWO Department of Transportation staff, but only received ONE misdemeanor assault charge after infiltrating a volunteer homeless camp clean-up at Reserve Street.

Here’s Spence’s mugshot from that arrest so you can see who we’re talking about:

Why are the PROTECT and SERVE badges so seemingly incapable of dealing with this dangerous piece of human trash? Urban campers are being directly threatened, while the Department of Transportation has been forced to hire private security to protect their staff from Todd’s retaliation against them, since he knows they have stored some of his personal belongings from Reserve Street clean-ups at their facility on Broadway.

I’m doing my best to resist a theory that’s developing in my brain about Todd Spence and the unfathomable leniency he’s experienced because there IS a way to fathom it, but it’s dark, so I think I’ll save it for another day.

While I try to confirm the ODs with my meager resources, I’m ALSO going to show people on the street Todd’s mugshot. I got a nice response on Saturday when I showed the image to some rough looking travelers. A brief discussion ensued about accidents, and how they can happen at any time. Is that what it’s going to take?

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Week In Review: July 10-14

by Travis Mateer

book excerpt starts at 28:30

I wasn’t sure what to book to choose this week from my vast library, but finally, on Saturday morning, I decided the most appropriate title to read from would be Leonard Shlain’s fascinating book, The Alphabet Versus The Goddess.

I haven’t read this book in quite some time, but I’m glad I pulled it from the shelf because I think it’s an insightful compliment to some of the posts I’ve written this week, which you can find in the list of links at the bottom of this post.

Before the links, I have to comment on an article that came in after I was done with the weekly writing. I hope my effort to UNDERSTAND the vast divide between the male/female polarities is kept in mind as I carefully articulate my incredible frustration over the FAILED leadership of Emily Armstrong in the position of mouth-piecing and supposedly planning the municipal response to homelessness.

Here’s the maddening admission of helplessness without a fucking plan and you better believe the emphasis is mine:

The Missoula Housing Authority is actively seeking tenants for the Trinity and Villagio affordable housing developments as the pair of complexes that offer rents below market rate get closer to opening.

These openings are some of many solutions the city and its partners are pushing as they strive to address the increasing challenge of homelessness in Missoula. But barriers are challenging the city’s efforts.

We’re operating without a plan right now,” said Houseless Programs Manager Emily Armstrong. “(We are) without a strategy as our 10-year-plan ended.”

Do you ever wonder how some of the administrative people working within local government get dressed in the morning? If you want a mental image (appropriate, considering the book selection for this week) here’s what’s going through my head right now:

If you’ve seen The Lego Movie, you’ll know that Emmet finds gnosis and ascends beyond the need for a sequential plan with the help of a…female Lego character with image problems. Interesting.

Here’s two more interesting synchronicities. In a recent song I used an image for circumcision and an image of a snow globe, and then I found a cool snow globe at the antique mall:

And then I read this hilarious meme in the latest issue of a local zine (growing in infamy) called MT Ultra. If you want to find a copy, you might try the Loose Moose on Higgins.

In the podcast episode, if you want to skip the review of the weekly posts, I’ve started including the time-stamp for when the reading begins as the caption beneath the episode. And if you want to support my efforts, Travis’ Impact Fund (TIF) is one way, and making a donation at my about page is another.

Stay tuned for Monday’s post, it’s going to be an important one! And for the list of THIS week’s posts, here you go:

Why Isn’t Headwaters Foundation Doing More Than A Stupid Mural With Their 100 Million Dollars? (July 10th, 2023)

On Being VERY Unimpressed By The City Club Drug Trafficking Presentation, Plus URBAN CAMPING SWEEPS SO SAD!!! (July 11th, 2023)

The Missoula Current’s “Reporting” On Monday Night’s Urban Camping Debate (July 11th, 2023)

While The Youngsters Signaled Their Virtue Inside, A Woman Flying A Sign Outside City Council Signaled Danger…And She Was Right! (July 12th, 2023)

On Boys Becoming Men And Girls Becoming Women (July 13th, 2023)

On Ensnaring A New Generation With The Matrix (July 14th, 2023)

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On Ensnaring A New Generation With The Matrix

by Travis Mateer

On March 31st, 1999, a movie about living in a false reality called The Matrix was introduced to audiences and a new cultural relationship with technological skepticism was born. I was just two years out of high school and, in the following year, would find myself moving from middle America to Missoula, Montana, to finish college.

The Matrix trilogy features characters like “the oracle” and “the architect” who control a virtual reality so that machines can feed off human bio-electrical energy. The most familiar concept from the film is the choice offered by “Morpheus”, as seen above, with the pills. Will our messianic protagonist take the blue pill, and stay plugged in to the false reality, or will he take the red pill and start his hero’s journey? You obviously know the answer to that question.

The question for THIS post is why make movie number four? And why make it in opposition to the stated wishes of the franchise’s creators, the Wachowskis? The simple answer is this: to ensnare a new generation into another cinematic mind-trap for the REAL world controllers.

The courting of a new generation is more obvious than the blue hair of our new crew’s leader, “Bugs”–as in Bugs Bunny, she clearly states, then later flashes a white rabbit tattoo so our aging messiah knows she’s legit.

I’m always keen on paying attention to rabbit references–since it’s relevant to my meta-analysis of film symbolism. Rabbits are reminiscent of the trickster archetype known to many different cultures under different guises. If there’s a movie out there trying harder than this one to be a “meta-movie”, I certainly haven’t seen it, but maybe I’m getting ahead of myself.

Thomas “Neo” Anderson is no longer a cyberpunk computer-programmer/hacker in this new iteration of The Matrix because this isn’t 1999. Instead, Thomas Anderson is the creator of the most popular video game out there, and it’s called…THE MATRIX! Do you see how meta we’re gonna get?

In “real” time, it’s been 60 years since Neo pulled his kamikaze/messiah stunt with Trinity to save Zion from getting annihilated by the machines, so he’s an old, reluctant messiah who takes a lot of prodding to red-pill himself. When he finally does red-pill himself, the transition is rough, and some of the most insightful dialogue between Bugs and Neo follows. Here it is, starting with Bugs (emphasis mine):

“How you doing?”

“If this plug is actually real, then that means they too my life and turned it into a video game–how am I doing? I don’t know, I don’t even know how to know…”

“That’s it, isn’t it. If we don’t know what’s real, we can’t resist. They took your story–something that meant so much to people like me–and turned it into something trivial. That’s what The Matrix does, it weaponizes every idea, every dream, everything important to us. Where better to bury the truth than something as ordinary as a video game?”

Questioning what’s real, and hiding truth in something trivial, are themes that bring to mind the most important science fiction writer (in my humble opinion) America has ever produced, and that’s, of course, Philip K. Dick. The book this dialogue specifically made me think of is Ubik, so I refreshed my memory on the plot and possibly ran across the seed for Christopher Nolan’s Tenet. Here’s an excerpt from Wikipedia:

By the year 1992, humanity has colonized the Moon and psychic powers are common. The protagonist, Joe Chip, is a debt-ridden technician working for Runciter Associates, a “prudence organization” employing “inertials”—people with the ability to negate the powers of telepaths and “precogs”—to enforce the privacy of clients. The company is run by Glen Runciter, assisted by his deceased wife Ella who is kept in a state of “half-life”, a form of cryonic suspension that allows the deceased limited consciousness and ability to communicate. While consulting with Ella, Runciter discovers that her consciousness is being invaded by another half-lifer named Jory Miller.

When business magnate Stanton Mick hires Runciter Associates to secure his lunar facilities from alleged psychic intrusion, Runciter assembles a team of 11 of his best inertials, including recent hire Pat Conley, a mysterious girl with the unique psychic ability to undo events by changing the past. Runciter and Chip travel with the group to Stanton Mick’s Moon base, where they discover that the assignment is a trap, presumably set by the company’s main adversary, Ray Hollis, who leads an organization of psychics. A bomb blast apparently kills Runciter without significantly harming the others. They rush back to Earth to place him into half-life, but they cannot establish contact with him so his body is set to be buried.

From the moment of the explosion, the group begins to experience shifts in reality. Many objects they come into contact with (especially cigarettes) are much older than they should be, some being older types of the same object, and are rapidly deteriorating. They gradually find themselves moving into the past, eventually anchoring in 1939. At the same time, they find themselves surrounded by “manifestations” of Runciter; for example, his face appears on their money. As the novel progresses, members of the group one by one begin to feel tired and cold, then suddenly shrivel and die. Joe Chip attempts to make sense of what is happening and discovers two contradictory messages from Runciter, one stating that he is alive and they are dead, and another claiming to have been recorded by him while he was still alive. The latter message advertises Ubik, a store-bought product which can be used to temporarily reverse deterioration and which often appears as a can of aerosol spray. Chip deduces that they may have all died in the blast and are now linked together in half-life, and unsuccessfully tries to get hold of Ubik.

I think cultural context like this can be helpful when trying to uncover the underlying message of a movie, so some other things that stand out from Matrix Resurrections is a Jim Morrison reference (mojo rising, specifically) and a psychedelic drug-culture reference to the concept of set and setting. From the link:

Set and setting, when referring to a psychedelic drug experience or the use of other psychoactive substances, means one’s mindset (shortened to “set”) and the physical and social environment (the “setting”) in which the user has the experience.[1] Set and setting are factors that can condition the effects of psychoactive substances: “Set” refers to the mental state a person brings to the experience, like thoughts, mood and expectations; “setting” to the physical and social environment.[2] This is especially relevant for psychedelic experiences in either a therapeutic or recreational context.

Would Timothy Leary agree with this? I think he would.

If we take the red pill, expand our minds, and face the harsh reality of a machine-controlled future dystopia, what will we learn? We will learn that “The Architect” has been replaced by “The Analyst” because energy scarcity during the preceding 60 years led to a machine civil war and new methods of energy-harvesting had to be developed.

In the predictable scene where the over-arrogant antagonist (The Analyst) discloses important plot points, the actor I once knew as Doogie Howser explains to Neo why he had “The Suits” rebuild BOTH of them. Here’s the key dialogue, delivered as Neo is stuck moving in slow motion toward the object of his love/desire, Trinity:

Alone, neither of you has any particular value. Like acids and bases, you’re dangerous when mixed together. Every sim where you two bonded–let’s just say bad things happened…

The opening of this monologue might be difficult to track for younger generations, since they’ve been sunk into a purposeful confusion over things like gender, but what’s “bad” for the machines being described here is, I believe, the union of the divine masculine and the divine feminine. When you keep that in mind, things like the name of the new video game (Binary) and the name of the new Zion (Io) makes much more sense.

Here’s more:

…however, as long as I managed to keep you close, but not too close, I discovered something incredible…

Now, my predecessor loved precision. His Matrix was all fussy facts and equations. He hated the human mind, so he never bothered to realize that you don’t give a shit about facts–it’s all about fiction–the only world that matters is the one in here (taps Neo’s forehead).

And you people believe the craziest shit! Why? What validates and makes your fictions real? Feelings. Allow me…

The Analyst then manipulates a nearby NPC character (because “swarm mode” is “sick fun”) to fire a bullet at the similarly stuck and totally unaware Trinity (she can’t hear anything) before disclosing WHY both Neo and Trinity are needed by the machines (emphasis mine):

You ever wonder why you have nightmares? Why your own brain tortures you? It’s actually us, maximizing your output. It works just like this: OH NO! Can you stop the bullet? If only you could move faster.

Here’s the thing about feelings, they’re so much easier to control than facts. Turns out, in my Matrix, the worse we treat you, the more we manipulate you, the more energy you produce.

Bam, there it is! But there’s more (emphasis still mine):

It’s nuts. I’ve been setting productivity records every year since I took over. And, the best part, zero resistance. People stay in their pods, happier than pigs in shit. The key to it all? You. And her. Quietly yearning for what you don’t have, while dreading losing what you do. For 99.9% of your race, that is THE definition of reality. Desire and fear, baby. Just give the people what they want.

The points of emphasis at the conclusion of The Analyst’s soliloquy remind me of the LOVE/FEAR binary Jake Gyllenhaull’s character reacted to in Donnie Darko.

No, Donnie, life isn’t that simple, just like movies aren’t simply about entertaining us; they’re about programming us as well.

In an effort to see if this well of rage I have inside me has some sort of bottom, I’m kicking around the idea of hosting a Sunday men’s group at my studio, so hit me up at willsking at yahoo dot com if that sounds appealing.

I’m also going to be having an open-house/pre-party for the opening of Oppenheimer at the same location (email for deets) in one week. I’m VERY curious to see what director, Christopher Nolan, has in store.

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On Boys Becoming Men And Girls Becoming Women

by Travis Mateer

Monday night’s City Council meeting is a gift that just keeps on giving.

One particular comment that came early in the evening, and had NOTHING to do with urban camping or homelessness, caught my attention for a number of reasons. Before getting to the video clip, I’ll set up what you’re about to see to emphasize the remarkable exchange that involved FOUR women, three of whom sit on City Council.

The comment was essentially about how Councilwoman, Kristen Jordan, responded to a constituent who had emailed Council about the Women’s Bill of Rights. What makes this comment especially worth watching is the attempt by Gwen Jones to stop the woman from speaking because DECORUM!

To counter this, Jones’ colleague, Sandra Vasecka, issued a Point of Order to ALLOW the comment to continue, claiming it was within the public purview. Without a vote, Gwen Jones allowed the woman to finish her comment. Watch it for yourself:

What’s so controversial and partisan about the Women’s Bill of Rights? I looked, and you can to, because here’s a screen-shot:

The vehemence of Kristen Jordan’s reaction to her constituent is troubling to me, especially the use of the word “pathological”. Using language like this is threatening because it moves the tenor of the conversation from mere disagreement to something that could be actionable. If you think I’m being overly dramatic, then you probably weren’t a member of a group depicted as a threat for not complying with a supposedly necessary medical intervention in the last few years.

If you pull back the lens a bit, the notion of a divine masculine and a divine feminine is NOT incompatible with the Wokesters desire to be anything they want. To back up this assertion, here’s something I found after a few seconds browsing the internet:

During June, we celebrate Pride — a time in which to celebrate, recognize, and validate the LGBTQIA community. This brings the conversation around gender to mind, which currently seeks to rē-define gender roles in terms of a fluid spectrum. Although convention portrays male/female as a dualistic dynamic, speaking experientially, every person’s gender identity exists on a unique continuum.

This notion of transcending the limits of duality in gender is not new. Spiritual traditions have long asserted that all possess divine feminine and divine masculine energies. These universal archetypes correspond to the female energy’s qualities of creativity, receptivity, and flow, as opposed to the male energy’s influence of form, structure, and action. The presence, interplay, and balance of both are crucial in rē-awakening to our realities as spiritual beings.

Though different from gender identity, teachings around divine feminine and masculine energies reveal a long ethereal lineage that recognizes how seemingly contradictory forces can co-exist within. Their balance and integration yield spiritual gifts from balance to transcendence beyond dualism on the journey towards unity consciousness or enlightenment.

If I didn’t lose you with that New Age crap, I’ll probably lose you once I reference this recent interview Tucker did with Andrew Tate. Listen up, boys, if we don’t start doing some serious growing up (my interpersonal skills dropped to high school levels after I stopped drinking), then it’s going to be dudes like Tate and Tucker who redefine masculinity for the emasculated hordes.

Or maybe you’re hoping for that Elon/Zuck cage fight to help our boys see what to shoot for when it comes to male achievement?

If it sounds like I’m an old man having a conversation with myself about a world that’s gone and not coming back, so be it, but tomorrow my post about Matrix Resurrections might make you realize there’s something more esoteric going on between the male/female archetypal combo-deal, rebooted to entangle a new generation into questioning their reality.

Another movie I’ll mention is Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny, the latest iteration of a movie franchise Disney bought and is now destroying. This film could end up being one of Disney’s biggest flops. From the link:

Disney’s Indiana Jones And The Dial Of Destiny was clearly a forced scheme to bring back a favored male hero and replace him with a narcissistic female protagonist that spouts woke rhetoric.  It’s the same formula Disney and Lucasfilm have been using with every major reboot for the past several years.  But now, it’s beginning to cost them…

Dial Of Destiny has generated a dismal box office of around $250 million, and Disney needs a projected $900 million just to break even (this includes marketing costs).  The movie is now on track to becoming one of Disney’s worst flops of all time.  

The massive initial cost of making the film ($300 million) crippled Lucasfilm’s chances from the very beginning.  The inclusion of notorious woke activist Phoebe Waller-Bridge as the actress slated to take the reins of the franchise didn’t help matters.

Go woke, go broke, is how the saying goes. Are the narrative controllers listening, or is their Transhumanism agenda more important than short-term profits?

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