Veterans Today on February 2, 2015

Funny thing, an aerosol assault on sunshine sure appears to be what I’m seeing.

by Rand Clifford for Veterans Today

I’m writing with a view of southern sky spanning fully east to west. The winter sun is going for a touchdown to the southwest. The sky is mostly clear except for the geoengineering aerosol spray engulfing the sun with milk and spilling eastward. A dot is creeping from the milky end zone of the sun, spraying eastward….

An official term for what I am watching, which is officially not happening, is “Stratospheric Aerosol Geoengineering” (SAG); another official term for what is officially not happening as I watch it: “Solar Radiation Management” (SRM). Funny thing, an aerosol assault on sunshine sure appears to be what I’m seeing.

When this morning’s fog began to clear, spray planes had obviously been very busy dogging the sun. Most planes sprayed horizon to horizon east to west or west to east, eighty percent of them near the path of the sun. Sometimes they don’t turn on the spray until approaching the sun…and turn off the spray a ways past the sun. Also, on moderate spray days, virtually all aerosol is sprayed near the track of the sun. So SRM is obviously an objective…but they also spray at night, often in the face of the moon. Complications galore, the aerosols are quite the toolkit, but SAG is uncomplicated in terms of exactly what it looks like right now: spraying of aerosol sunscreen.

Another plane is spraying east-to-west just below the plane clearing the Idaho panhandle, spraying Montana. In a stretch of a trail several minutes old, aerosols are getting ropy on the downside…weepy-looking…taking on an edge of teeth on a giant bandsaw blade; aerosols cutting through stratosphere to smear into cloud….

Touchdown, the sun has fuzzed out of sight in the creamy end zone.

A bulky new trail, aerosols still in the sun at 40,000 feet and blushing…on their way to flaming in orange and pink, even smears of purple as dusk creeps around down here….

“Conspiracy theory” right in my face, graphic display of why things branded as conspiracy theory usually turn out to be true; a sky full of why so many people are fouled as “conspiracy theorists” for telling the truth.

Here’s how Merriam-Webster’s Collegiate Dictionary defines conspiracy:

1: the act of conspiring together 2:a: an agreement among conspirators b: a group of conspirators (see also, cabal)

conspire: to join in secret agreement to do an unlawful or wrongful act which becomes unlawful as a result of the secret agreement b: SCHEME

cabal: the artifices and intrigues of a group of persons secretly united to bring about an overturn or usurpation esp. in public affairs

The definition of conspiracy is fundamentally and realistically the definition of not only government, but of most any exercise of power over the masses. Doesn’t that make the term “conspiracy theory” ridiculous? “Dry dust”, or, “wet water” make about as much sense. Ridiculous and stupefying—fundamentals of psyops, fueling: confusion.

The term “conspiracy theory”, linguistically barbaric, is a potent psyop with amazing power to stifle independent thought. No thinking required, simply default to: “conspiracy theory” if you’d rather not…think about it. Independent thought is the enemy of government. Psyops like 9/11 are weapons of mass destruction targeting independent thought.

Again, exercise of government power over the governed is, by definition, nothing but conspiracy. Yet “conspiracy theory” has become an institution of social pressure to not question authority. After all:

The world’s so scary, somebody has to be trusted with authority—look what terrorists did on 9/11!

False flag terror like 9/11 is bad enough, but authority spraying the planet with death, shouldn’t that illuminate questions regarding trust in authority? Is it really so difficult to look up and think at the same time?

SNIP