Rural Oregon Noblesse Oblige

Rural Oregon has a reputation for patriotic rednecks (with a howdy to the Hammonds of Harney County and survivors of the “Oregon standoff”!)

While bald eagles circle in the open sky over the crop fields, my village happens to be located between Portland and “the Berkeley of the North” (University of Oregon). Our charming mayor called Trump a “fascist”; as he told me in the library’s tiny reading room, he’s happy getting his “news” from mainstream media. TV is piped into the bucolic homesteads around me like an urban pollutant, bilge that’s regurgitated by the chatters who gather in the quaint town’s only coffee shop.

America has been barraged by mass mind control since 1963. Mockingbird disinformation saturates many an innocuous-seeming institution. So I wasn’t surprised that my local historical society purveys propaganda. (“History is written by the victors.”) Behold our “need” for more immigrants; the gospel of Darwin’s Theory; and other anti-conservative dog whistles.


To be fair, there’s not a lot for retirees to do in a small town besides listen to NPR and parrot to your neighbor about how “horrible” Trump is.

The Wuhan coronavirus has canceled a lot of events.

There’s usually an annual fundraiser for the little museum where townspeople perform skits about a certain year in history.

This time it was to be 1930.

(Why? They couldn’t possibly be alluding to how “Trump is 1930s Hitler”? Coincidentally, Democrats and deep-state agents have actually said out loud that another Depression will be great if it gets Trump out of office.)

In this atmosphere of Trump Derangement Syndrome, I had fun writing a few skits for these fine museum gentry who school us. I made copies to share at a meeting. The liberal organizer tried to stop me from passing the scripts around since I’m a Brown Shirt thug (Sieg Trump!) ...But I handed out the scripts anyway. Something about free speech is satisfying, almost as if I’d stood up to actual fascism.

Just picture the MSM-brainwashed performing these skits:

1930 Anarchy, Prohibition & Kindness 

(by VC Bestor) 

Scene: Sidewalk

Actors: Guy Folksie, Avner, and Florence the Charity Worker

Props: Flyers, paper poppies, splint

Note: all “mistakes” are intentional

Guy Folksie (hawking to Avner) : Hey, got a penny for a broadsheet of the Workers of the World?

(brandishes flyers)

Avner (shows splint on right hand): I’m not a worker. I broke my finger and got laid off.

Guy Folksie: Comrade Stalin would find work for you if we were in Mother Russia. Every citizen there has the right to work according to his ability.

Avner : My left hand still works but just for –

(Surreptitiously mimes drinking from a bottle; laughs)

Guy Folksie : “To each according to his need!” That’s the first tenet of socialism.

Avner: I like socializing. But the girls don’t like my being jobless. I can’t even buy them a glass of bootleg.

Guy Folksie: Meanwhile the rich man’s cellar is lined to the rafters with pure Scotch whiskey. Comrade Stalin would make him share and share alike.

Florence the Charity Worker walks up with a basket of paper poppies to raise money for wounded WW1 veterans.

Florence the Charity Worker (to Avner): Howdy. How’s your sister’s kid? Still ailing?

Avner: Yes’m. She’s run ragged caring for her brood.

Florence: Have them come by the church on Saturday. We’ve taken a collection for the needy.

Guy Folksie (stentorious) : They don’t need no church, madam. It’s the opium of the masses.

Avner: What’s opium?

Guy Folksie: It makes you sleep.

Florence : I don’t sleep in church! And we don’t have masses; we’re not Catholic.

Guy Folksie : You’re asleep with your eyes open. Don’t you know workers must unite and overthrow our oppressors?

Avner: Who are our oppressors?

Guy Folksie: The bosses. The… (looks at Florence) ...authorities.

Avner: How do you overthrow them?

Guy Folksie (disingenuous): Unite.

Florence : Who’s in charge of you rabble, looking to overthrow – (grabs his flyer and reads it)

Guy Folksie (tries to grab flyer back): Nobody’s our boss. That’s the point. Comrade Stalin is just leading us to seize the means of production.

Avner (to him): Then workers will be the bosses! And your cellars will be stacked to the rafters with whiskey!

(sees Florence giving him a dirty look) 

Florence : You’re better off thirsting for the living water; it quenches both body and spirit.

Guy Folksie (smug triumph) : Opium of the masses.

Florence (to Avner) : Tell your sister about Saturday.

(to Guy) And tell your commander Stalin that overthrowing will be his ticket to damnation.

(Florence walks away to offer her poppies elsewhere.)

Guy Folksie (to Avner) : Well, do you want my broadsheet? Only one cent.

Avner: No thanks. I reckon I should check in on my sister. I can lend her a hand.

(Waves his good left hand; starts to leave)

Will your Stalin be overthrowing here soon, do y’think?

Guy Folksie : Maybe in November.

Avner (walking away) : If I have a good job by then, try not to overthrow that boss, all right?

Guy Folksie (shouts humorously) : I’ll convince him to call a strike against his own business! Or else!

[Guy Folksie’s Flyer] 

WORKERS OF THE WORLD, UNITE! 

Germany’s Comrade Hitler says that we socialists are the enemies of today’s capitalist system of exploitation. A general STRIKE will cause capitalism to collapse! Until that moment, take heroic steps to impress on your neighbors that they are either for the workers or against us. Our aims justify any measure; don’t hold back! Soon, in our UTOPIA ruled by the workers, the bourgeoisie will obey the dictation of us, the proletariat. Industry will belong to the nation (a justice that Italy’s Comrade Mussolini calls corporatism). National socialism is a formula of solidarity within the spiritual bonds and iron discipline of which the elite and the masses can cooperate for the COMMON GOOD.
True liberty is our sense of security, safe within the centralized State. 

Consumers – when they halt their greed and think – know their true treasures are our bloodlines and the soil on which we stand! Even more than our unity as the working class, our greatest bond is ethnic identity. Join as one family against the bankers, as guided by Father Charles Coughlin. Stand up to other nations who seek to exploit us, as Comrade Stalin has in the United Soviet Socialist Republics. Evolution proves that racial struggle will bring about the triumph of superior blood (as explained by German philosopher Martin Heidegger). Rulers are effete; socialism is EVOLUTION! 

Arise, ye workers, from your slumber. Arise, ye prisoners of want! 
History is written by the VICTORS! 

SKIT #2

Two Teenagers, 

1930 

(by VC Bestor)

[Boy sits beside Girl in parlor, helping ball up her skeins of woolen yarn.] 

Girl (daringly): Science says that humans slowly developed from monkeys.

Boy: Science isn’t majority rule of the loudest bullies. Science belongs to whoever demands proof.

Girl: Proof? ...Maybe they’ll find a fossil of the missing link.

Boy: Fossils don’t show proof of Darwin’s theory. Not at all.

Girl (feigning contempt): I think you’re the missing link to monkeys.

Boy: The eyeball is too complex to have developed gradually. Evolution can’t explain complicated details. It’s not the devil in those details.

Girl: You’re just a monkey who’s thinks he’s in God’s image.

Boy: You think scientists are Gods. What do you think of mathematicians?

Girl (flirty): They’re monkeys like you.

Boy: They say the mathematical chance of life developing from random changes is zero.

(They finish balling the yarn.)

Girl: If God created Darwin, how can his theory be wrong?

Boy: That’s it. You’ve won the argument.

Girl (proudly holds up knitting needles) : I’m going to be a god to this yarn and turn it into a cardigan.

Boy (stands up to leave): I’ll go tell the sheep that you created them. (Waves bye) Baa baaa! Hey, why don’t you just leave the yarn in a pile for a million years so it can evolve into a cardigan. (Leaves)

Girl (meaning him): Monkeys make so much noise. But what purpose do they really serve?

(Boy makes monkey sounds from outside.)

Boy (returns with book, reads it like a preacher): Darwin wrote: "If…. any complex organ existed which could not possibly have been formed by numerous, successive, slight modifications, my theory would absolutely break down."

Meanwhile, Girl throws skeins of yarn at him. Boy grabs one and runs away. She chases him out.

~FIN~ 

References include: "Darwin’s Dilemma” film, Stephen Meyer (Cambridge), Michael Behe (Lehigh) & Gerald Schroeder (MIT) 

SKIT #3

Monkey Shine 1930
(by VC Bestor)

Mom and Girl Daisy June in the parlor

Props: Sock Monkey & baby; Darning; Sewing bag; dozen small bottles

Note: All ‘mistakes’ are intentional


[Mom is darning; bag on floor. Girl with monkey under her arm is looking around for something.]

Girl: Fanny’s father was just arrested for bootlegging!

Mom: What are you looking for?

Girl: Monkey lost her baby. (finds bottle behind cushion) What’s this?

Mom (takes bottle & puts in bag): That’s from my medical tonic.

Girl: Fanny’s so worried. That was her dad’s only job. Now they’ll have nothing.

Mom: Police have to clamp down. The police have to keep everything under control.

Girl (finds another bottle): What did you put this here for?

Mom (takes bottle, puts in bag): I’m forgetful. Now, where did you last see your monkey baby?

Girl: I think he was resting in here while Monkey went with me to give apples to the mules.

(finds more bottles, gives to mom) 

Mom: There’s a law against abandoning your baby alone.

Girl: I hope the police don’t arrest Monkey!

Mom: Laws protect us from our own worst instincts. (Picks bag off floor; bottles clink)

Girl: Fanny’s brother says there’s a law that schools have to teach that mankind used to be monkeys. People a million years ago were monkeys, or something.

Mom: He should be afraid to meet his maker; he must be drinking his dad’s moonshine!

Girl: He tried to give me a taste but it was too horrible.

Mom: Daisy June, I forbid you to talk to that boy ever again! Don’t ever act familiar with drinkers!

Girl (finds baby monkey): Lips that touch liquor shall never touch mine! (holds up & kisses baby)

[Mom takes a stealthy swig of medicine]… 

The author VC Bestor is Director of the non-profit 

FangedWilds.org 

a project encouraging women to engage constructively with apex predators.

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Drain the Polluted Swamp

I resented Bernie for all the hours I spent on his campaign, just to have him endorse Hildabeast in 2016. But now I’m grateful: if I hadn’t seen the DNC machinery in real time, I wouldn’t have realized the full extent of globalist mind control. Now I don’t just doubt the Democrat narrative on climate change; I know it’s a psyop.

But Trump’s head of EPA said, "I do not believe that climate change is a hoax."

Once you get away from mainstream propaganda, you have to dig for actual source material and question everything. Whom can I trust for non-partisan information? Scientists aren’t reliable; they’re as compromised as politicians. So it’s taken me a while to pass judgment on Trump’s record on the environment.

His “America First” policy can help reduce pollution by luring industry away from unaccountable countries like China, back to where environmental regulations exist.

And the Town Hall last Thursday mentioned the EPA.

"I want to have the cleanest air on the planet. I want to have the most crystal clear, beautiful water on the planet.” ~ POTUS

Source transcript:

TOWN HALL AUDIENCE David Hines of PA: Everyone supports protecting the environment, but the EPA seems too focused on complex regulations, fines, fees, and lawsuits. What can you do to lead the EPA to focus more on proactive compliance, instead of punitive enforcement to protect the environment?

THE PRESIDENT: David, I love the question, because our EPA is much different. We’re very tough, but we get things done and we’re taking regulations off like nobody has ever seen. And I say very simply: I want to have the cleanest air on the planet. I want to have the most crystal clear, beautiful water on the planet. And our conditions now are much better than they were three years ago….

….I was able to get the country going because so many jobs were stopped by not only EPA, so many other agencies, where you’d have to go get 11 different permits for essentially the same thing.

I opened up LNG plants in Louisiana where they were for years — for 10, 12, 14 years and longer — trying to get permits….. I got them built: a 10-billion-dollar plant in Louisiana; the Keystone XL pipeline. ….The Dakota Access Pipeline ….Forty-eight thousand jobs. And…. it’s better than having a train going up and down tracks….. Plenty of bad things happen with those trains. [With pipelines] you’re underground — environmentally better.

Of course Greenies are brainwashed by “alternative” mass media and Hollywood to believe that the planet will be uninhabitable in a couple years due to fossil fuels. So the question for them is: can a thriving modern economy help Mother Nature better than their ideal of a nation of subsistence farms? Their hysterical answer of course is NO, and all Conservatives are pollution who should die of Corona and serve as organic fertilizer. But Greenies stopped reading as soon as I quoted POTUS. So let’s proceed here as if we all want a healthy ecosystem that includes a modern lifestyle.

"We're committed to conserving the majesty of God’s creation and the natural beauty of our world.”~ Trump

Corruption poisons the fruit of any idealistic government policies. Yet, against ruthless opposition, Trump has been keeping his campaign promises. Deep-state criminals tried to overthrow him with the Russia/impeachment hoaxes because he continues to “drain the swamp” by dispersing power away from the federal center, dividing the prize (as it were). Smaller stakes mean thinner fat cats.

Trump's EPA wants states to “assume more active enforcement roles” in pollution control. The buck will stop closer to home when D.C. is removed from local issues. Federal regulations are more convenient for the CIA/Bush/Clinton cabal: they had to install, blackmail or buy off fewer power brokers. I believe their corruption is entrenched down to the municipal level (see: secret societies like Masons). But that’s harder for the crime lords to control in the face of millions of activists like me who are emboldened by Trump’s support. That’s why their cabal calls patriots “deplorable domestic terrorists.” You and I can make the moral choice.

We interrupt this programming for propaganda from a mind-controlled mouthpiece.

“Oregon Wild, rural activists, and other organizations have been monitoring the activities of Timber Unity, an organization that has fomented walkouts and cheered in the collapse of democratic norms, with increasing alarm. A new report documents how militia groups, Alt Right, and dangerous conspiracy theorists have become a mainstream part of Timber Unity, and its leaders have refused to disavow these connections. Even now, Timber Unity members are engaged in xenophobic tirades targeting China and people of Chinese ancestry, and a bullying campaign against the Oregon Food Bank.” 

OMG!!! Vicious patriots are taking food out of the mouths of the poor!!!

Ahem.

Obama had the opportunity to ban Round-Up in 2009. Hillary was a darling of Monsanto, so we’re breaking even with Trump’s decision on glyphosate. [Side note: I know Greenies who use Round-Up themselves, since it’s so effective. I use vinegar/soap and a hoe but I could see the comparatively devastating effects when my neighbor sprayed Round-Up through the fence onto my veggie garden. Trump’s right: build a wall.]

Don’t use Round-Up. Don’t eat GMOs.
End of sermon. 

Obama posed self-righteously on a glacier soon after he okayed drilling for oil in the Arctic. He was the figurehead overseeing EPA disasters and cover-ups. Too many buddies of Obama proved to be criminal frauds who made fortunes while acting as public servants. So one wonders: were his environmental efforts actually money laundering operations to pay off his cabal’s minions?

If melting ice caps cause rising sea levels, why did Obama buy a waterfront mansion? Many a cynic, surveying the Big Picture, might say that Obama is a lying hypocrite because his handlers use climate change to impoverish Western countries in order to usher in their globalist One World government.

Or maybe Obama was just a hapless failure. Yeah, that's it.

Trump has joined the One Trillion Trees Initiative to absorb carbon. Other Republicans are addressing climate concerns from the perspective of free-market principles rather than the bloated government “solutions” that Obama already proved don’t work.

The transition away from Big Gov't unfortunately requires a trade-off of boosting the economy (rather than nature preserves) so we can mount an effective opposition to the depraved billionaires who created the corrupt Swamp.

Anyone who’s been to a third-world country (or a local homeless camp) noticed litter. Uncontrolled sewage seeps into waterways. Poor folk cut down trees for fuel. Deforestation can lead to mudslides and floods. “Bush meat” means people eat wildlife. Poverty is bad for ecosystems.

Are rich women the answer?

Research shows the tremendous contribution women can make for their communities when they’re economically advantaged. That inspired me to start my charity Fanged Wilds and Women Program in 2009. At the time, I was just as hysterical about climate change as Antifa is now. But I wanted a wildlife project that would appeal to Conservatives instead of just preaching to the choir. (I’m tickled that my involvement in politics has exposed more Republicans to the best of ecofeminism.) I proved the feminist research correct: instead of rioting downtown, I was a lady and created a constructive solution. But I might have become an anarchist if I hadn’t been earning a decent living. The strong economy can spawn many dedicated, nature-loving women like me.

For a while, my life was a microcosm of what the globalist cabal and Democrats want: in 2009, after thirty years of absorbing global-warming propaganda, I saw a moral imperative to focus on climate change. I did. My livelihood was no longer my priority. I was willing to end up penniless.

By some miracle, I didn’t go broke. And with Trump as President, our country won’t go broke either!

Now let’s help him conserve the majesty of God’s creation and the natural beauty of our world.

Drain the mainstream-media pollution and Hollywood slime from your brain.

The author VC Bestor is Director of the 
non-profit FangedWilds.org.

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