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I knew sooner or later I’d be writing this post, but I’ve been putting it off for a couple of years. Anyone following me around social medias or hitting my blogs knows I’m with the Qanons, and that I’ve gone the extra mile here and there on my own little digs, sharing and sourcing other digs, and widely avoiding tying this to the myriad of fan networks, actors/artists, and content and film creators I’ve crossed paths with for many years.
I am the middle road. I am the bridge between the ‘cultist’ qanons and the ‘fake’ mainstream media. I have a weirdly unique perspective on what is happening from many angles (keeping in mind I’ve equated myself with Douglas Adams’ electric monk, which can believe 16 different conflicting things without exploding, vis a vis “truly excellent at believing the most preposterous things”), and at some point, given my beliefs about transparency and truth and the reality of things in the illusion we live in, I feel it is my duty as a Q fan to come clean with my real opinions.
I pointed out in 2014 in my The Walking Dead- What would you do to survive? post that what we go through watching our favorite TV shows is a real time roller coaster of shared emotion, bonding us to each other and the characters and impacting our real lives.We watch TV shows with lots of death in them. Some of us watch people kill each other almost nightly. Why? Have you ever asked yourself WHY we watch these shows? And then we develop all kinds of big feelings while we sit on our couches drinking our beverages and eating our snacks and think Wow, that was a good show! And then we reel off to bed, content and satiated, with a nagging anticipation for another thrill ahead in the next episode. I call this experience addiction. Those of us with comfortable enough lives to be able to tweet how bored we are while we watch television are severely experience deprived. We no longer have a bedroom with an old person dying slowly in a bed at home, we no longer have to skin and gut our own meat, we don’t have to watch the windows for tribal warfare where wives are raped and children are taken if you don’t throw down on the spot. I can’t say this categorically, because some people also drag home from bloody days at work or the streets, but I’m generally saying that the reason we get hooked on TV shows with lots of death in them is because our emotions get jerked around. Emotions are the surges of chemicals racing through our bodies when we see stuff happening on our screens, even though we aren’t personally involved. Emotions bring us into the story, entice us to take sides, back favorites, and debate about decisions and consequences. Emotions seal the deal on owning it. Death is a very emotional thing. The Walking Dead has certainly explored death from every conceivable angle to the point where the audience suffers when they aren’t getting their weekly hit. Experience addiction.If you like that, I followed it up with The Walking Dead- Overthinking Zombies. I take my TV watching extremely seriously.
Lexx fans know I’ve tackled this idea before, that we are drawn into TV shows and emotionally identify with characters while we process our own real lives on the side. This is from my link column on the main fan blog.
How Big is the Lexx? Because we want to know.
the sounds of LEXX– info, downloads, soundtracks Collectible soundtracks.
You Can’t Handle Watching LEXX Not your typical sci-fi.
The Dark Zone and the Cycles of Time Physics and the cycles of time.
Why Lexx Is Important Critical thinking skills…
the coolest LEXX t-shirt in the world Fans want what they want.
Why Lexx Is Personal Identifying with the characters.
Speculation on Boron-7, Insect technology, and the scientists who engineered the political lockdown through religion
Essentially, I am known throughout a worldwide fandom for deep think analysis and real life application for over 20+ years now. I cover everything from sexuality to physics and all the dirty stuff in between, including religion and politics. I’m not afraid to ‘go there’. I have a reputation for spurning other one-off TV reviewers over blowing Lexx off as a ‘sex in space’ show.
Lexx wakes people up. I believe that is why it was contracted into Syfy properties (featurettes) and then bundled and shelved, allowed to fall out of print. I could be completely wrong, but it weirdly disappeared during a very touchy period of world political history without so much as a nod from Syfy execs during a 20th anniversary show on Syfy channel. Why?
Perhaps it was too soon to come out openly as cannibals. Perhaps it was too soon to talk about politically and religiously sanctioned sex slaves. Perhaps it was way too soon to bring up state raised children and mass genocide and a state run judicial machine with an agenda.
It’s one thing to talk about this in a TV show, it’s another to start pointing out how this obviously relates to real world. Walking Dead fans are lulled to sleep every week. Lexx fans bolted wide awake.
Getting back to the entrance of Q on our horizons. In 2018 everything was still way up in the air. I spent months digging and vetting the questions in Q drops being dug up and sourced by Qanons. I asked the hard questions, like what if Q is a double psyop to completely lock the rest of us holdouts into NWO lockstep? What if Q was some horrible nightmare LIE? I was sick to my stomach.
I finally settled around May 2018. Q is real. I had enough information to nail down that this was, indeed, a military op with the sole agenda of getting information out to a very bewildered and sadly hopeless public watching the last gasps of freedom slip down a very nasty drain. I watched millions of people around the world rise over the summer of 2018, crescendoed with whispers and rumors of JFK Jr still being alive. I watched the widening disparate gap between knowledge empowered anons and the general public still following mainstream media news and propaganda entertainment designed to callous and close down critical thinking in lieu of mockingly hateful meming, as if memes are proof of right and wrong, good and bad. And then I watched anons bring the Meme Wars, and the sad hopelessness surged into joyful uprising against intellectual tyrrany.
I had big plans for TV reviewing. I was pretty popular on twitter, as evidenced by stats from hit driven links. I had fans. I loved everything about watching TV with my friends and writing about it, but once that widening gap between TV fans and political reality showed up, I had to choose a side. I quickly realized that trying to stay neutral would be not only self defeating (I really did try to stay neutral), but would ultimately shove me into an extremely sad corner pocket of the internet where I would be literally standing up for child trafficking. That put me into a quandary for months. I love my TV characters, but dammit, real life stars were becoming so hateful online that I couldn’t in good conscience support them any more. Others went into a sort of virtual hiding, and I understood why. After all, they were caught in an industry where one wrong move, one wrong sentence on twitter gets you fired, ends your career. While some celebrities, directors, and producers got away with saying the most offensively outrageous things, others curled up and played super straight doing their best not to be eaten alive by hateful qanons learning the truth behind worldwide trafficking networks that had been committing crimes against humanity for decades, covered with glitz and glam and all the shiny of the big propaganda machine.
Harvey Weinstein is real. That is nothing to laugh about. Several celebrities have been trying to secure enough financial backing to take him to court for years because their lives have been so ruined and controlled by him, literally citing rapes and forced abortions for their careers.
Dear blogger- This continual word by word backup to the cloud while I’m typing is very distracting, please give it a rest. #liveblogging P.S. If I accidentally tab a paragraph out of existence, that instant save is what loses my content, so really, stop it.
Yes, someone reads along with me while I type. I don’t know if it’s AI or a real person, but I’ve had enough evidence that if I’d been recording, you guys would flip. One time they literally removed paragraphs without me even touching the keyboard.Ok, where was I?
So here I am in 2018 weighing options- Shall I continue review writing like nothing is happening? Shall I try to balance that out with commentary in other places? Shall I straddle the fence and hope for the best? What resolved those questions for me was so much more incredible information being dug up and sourced by anons that most of 2019 was me chucking aside TV reviewing for hard research into underground Hollywood, decades of progaganda, again, sourced back to the CIA war machine before I was even born, and realizing the we’ve all been very slowly and meticulously indoctrinated to the point of acceptance of just about everything that crosses our eyes. Eating babies? Impossible, that can’t be real. Until you see slews of actual photo, video, and military/police documentation of dead kids by the thousands, tens of thousands.
The thought of why in the world they were doing that made me very ill, even though I’ve been transparent about an entire childhood filled with death. Parts of me are completely numb inside, if not dead. I have a condition called delayed emotional processing that allows me to handle looking at things that make other people very sick, or so intensely shocked that they instantly disbelieve and turn away. Even so, I spent the first three months of 2019 weeping through the night, every single night. I did not sleep. And I realized that the things I’d been seeing in fictional movies and TV series was all true.
We think it’s fun being entertained by horror. Some people think it’s so fun that they pay to watch real human abuses online. You know how people get upset all over twitter or facebook because someone hurts a dog or cat and thinks it’s funny? Imagine that happening to babies and little kids.Imagine that happening to old people. Imagine seeing kids being mutilated and raped like a live TV show after you found out a neighbor up the street has a child missing and no one can find it.
So yeah, I’m in a dilemma. To review or not to review. Who to review. Who to pretend is still innocent enough to review. Who to promote (for free, I’m not a paid writer) while hoping they don’t wind up being one of the celebrities who not only looked the other way over what they knew, but helped cover for it? My own reputation is on the line. How can I promote anyone during this big messy information war?
Case in point. After Ellen dropped her Giggerota handle on twitter, I nabbed it so some weirdo couldn’t turn it into a fetish parody account. And now that cannibalism is hitting mainstream (thank you, Katy Perry), I’m on really touchy ground even joking about that in a character account because of what I know from the Qanon digs. Cannibalism is very real. So is human leather. So is pay to play sex with kids. Snuff is alive and well, excusing the disgusting pun. So.. Now what? Keep promoting a cannibal on a TV show played by someone who was married into the tippy top of the broadcasting industry? The kindest thing I can do is just politely step back and not draw that kind of attention to a celebrity I care very much about. I have felt terrible and just stayed way back from contact. This was a person who used to DM me on facebook. I watched her world crumble when her husband died, I watched a very confused fandom realize she’d been married this entire time and never talked about it, and I’ve been watching her working hard on keeping her career together through this tragic loss in her life. The last thing I want to do is anything that will make anything for her worse. I absolutely could not in all good conscience cross that stream with anything Qanon, and so I have remained quietly noninteractive as much as possible as a fan on social medias, including my fan group.
And this has been noticed. My stats between Lexxperience and people finding Qanon materials in my other blogs has been fairly phenomenal. Again, like I used to say Pinky was more popular than Lexx, Pinky talking qanon has been wildly more popular than Lexx, and when I see those stats crossing streams into Q territory and not only staying but coming back checking religiously, I can see some of you either wondering what is going on or perhaps feeling this weird pain I’m in handling this situation.
And then covid hit. Covid ground filming to a halt. After watching L.A. burn last year, I watched Hollywood go dead this year. The facade is still going, of course. The illusion is still about keeping up appearances, but behind the scenes, lives are being wrecked, some people are getting arrested, celebrities are either rising up in the media wars or laying low hoping it passes over without some kind of weird death. Do you guys realize celebrities are more likely to die than any other profession? Do you guys notice there are patterns to celebrity deaths? I was bringing this stuff up before Q ever happened. The celebrity death announcement as a way of life is appalling, shocking. Our entire nation can stumble out of bed and be stunned before coffee just reading a death announcement screaming at them from every conceivable source on our phones. This happens so often that we barely even blink any more. We dread it, but we expect it. We weep, but we go on. Celebrities are like TV shows, they are ‘forever’. They are magazine content and news content and live on in their work for decades beyond their deaths. I cannot tell you how much that bothers me, especially when they ‘hang’ themselves from doorknobs or other low places. Being a celebrity is one of the riskiest jobs anyone can have, and we’ve all been hushed not to talk about that.
I’m firmly on the side of stopping the child trafficking and the cover ups by Hollywood, political figures, multinational CEOs, and more. But I’m still human and on the side of humans. I don’t believe in dividing up into hate camps over what people have done. That is a brain training leftover from the propaganda machine. People who lump groups into hate are still doing what they have been brain trained to do.
I have finally stepped out on a limb this summer. I did a rewatch marathon of The Flash, a show that I love so much that it shows up in my tweets going back years. Years. Of all the shows I’ve live tweeted, that one is my absolute favorite. When a discussion came up on a Q discord about a particle accelerator accident in a pipeline, I was all Wo, I saw that on TV. Well, there is some contention among others as well as my own growing conclusions over the years that truth is buried in fictionalized broadcasting. We are exposed to information that is quite possibly actually real, but it’s been storied up to keep us ‘asleep’. We then carry that seed with us and auto reflect that everything is fiction when it comes up in discussion. New science? Nah, that was on a TV show. Catastrophic science? Get real, that was a TV show. Possibility? Lol, that was a science fiction story.
I’ve been complaining for years that my high IQ friends keep staunchly defending 120 year old science with Neil DeGrasse Tyson memes. Their brains are capable, but they seem to be locked into a state of disbelief. If Neil himself doesn’t let them know new science is ok, it must be conspiracy. Who controls science? The money does. Who has the money? The elites. What do the elites want? More money, control, power. When will we get cool new science that actually solves famines, terminal illnesses, and debt? Never.
Case in point. There is such a thing as free energy, and there are ways they could be getting it to all of us all over the world. That would solve so many problems, wouldn’t it? Why then do we not have free energy? Because someone makes too much money keeping us on a grid of purchased energy.
Back to The Flash. I love that show. Funny how a lone scientist can have a particle accelerator built in the middle of a city and we all just accept that as a logical premise because it’s fiction. Of course that could never happen in our world as we know it. Particle accelerators are few and very far between, and require lots and lots of something that we can’t put our finger on. Like permits or something. Right?
See, if we don’t actually look things up while we watch TV shows, then we accept what they put into our brains without resistance. We don’t learn, we assume. Particle accelerators have been around for nearly 100 years. Did you know that?
So in The Flash, there was an accident in the pipeline. T Aaand there goes my first #liveblogging boop. Must be onto something important, and you guys aren’t supposed to be using your own brains, hang on while I replace what poofed out. Pic and link back in place, where was I?
So in The Flash, there was an accident in the pipeline. That was stated every single season at multiple points, ‘in the pipeline’ was an automatic part of the verbiage throughout the show. Imagine my surprise when a real person who’d never seen the show and knew stuff about particle accelerators mentioned a future accident in a particle accelerator pipeline. Among a very small subset of what most people would call conspiracy theorists, there is a real discussion about time looping because of a real accelerator accident, and that this is why people are experiencing Mandela effects and other things. There are a number of scifi shows that filmed really excellent stories about time looping and how it is or isn’t solved. My favorite is Star Trek Generations Cause and Effect. Stargate SG-1 had a really cute version called Window of Opportunity. The best entire series based on this concept in my opinion is Continuum. I’ve been paying close attention to time looping stories ever since I read the original A Sound of Thunder in middle school. It’s funny how often time looping actually comes up in fiction, kinda like we’re already preconditioned to accept it as a possibility.
Why am I obsessed with time looping? I have been for nearly all my life. Obsessed.
And then there is Lexx, wherein the entire premise is the cycles of time repeating themselves, and I go on to demonstrate how that cycle was finally broken.
So that discussion about the pipeline is somewhat recorded for posterity on my Janika blog at https://janikabanks.blogspot.com/2018/12/soooo-much-happening-hard-and-fast-but.html.
Soft disclosures are information leaks in quiet places. There are ways to disclose very real technologies currently beyond the grasp of our everyday lives by embedding them into stories. Anyone who really loves developmental science will question why we don’t yet have what we are very capable of creating. The answer to every question of that type is “follow the money”. And the deaths. Lotta inventors tend to die mysteriously or suddenly, leaving their patents or intellectual properties up for grabs. How many times have water fueled cars been invented? At least 3 separate times that I know of. Why don’t we have water fueled cars? Follow the money.
Everything I write in this kind of TV reviewing can fall under speculative opinion. I can talk all I want about what if, and no one can stop me. When you factor in that I put this kind of discussion on blogs where I also openly admit what my mental assessments have been with a real psychologist, anyone can blow me off as ‘crazy’. Add that I’m in no way monetized, bingo, I can get away with quite a lot. I can write Disclaimer- Everything I’m writing in this post is my own opinion and doesn’t reflect on cast and crew of any film product being discussed, and I hit gold.
Most TV reviewers can’t do that. I can cross all the streams I want and my blogs are seen worldwide. I have proof of that every single day. So why haven’t I crossed the Q streams with my reviewing? I’ve lightly hinted, being careful not to disturb any sensibilities for those readers who would very much like me to stick with just entertainment, BUT much of my traffic is here for Qanon material. In fact, most of it. There are some oddly doggedly persistent followers that still want more Lexx and haunt me weekly if not every day to see if I’ve even mentioned it, but by far, the strongest readership this last year has been people more interested in current ‘conspiracy theory’ politics.
So I’m dragging The Flash into one of my twitter timelines this summer and realizing how much ‘conspiracy’ is happening throughout that entire show, every single episode. I’m not against the cast at all, love them to pieces, and the whole film crew does most excellent work. But I have started wondering- Who picks out the jewelry, particularly for Iris? Because her jewelry is consistently Illuminati style symbolism, from pyramids to black cube. Who picked out Nora’s daily outfits? Because some of her tops are very suspiciously dark culty. Why is the Flash lightning symbol turned on it’s side during the in between scene logos? I come up with dozens of questions and freeze frame constantly because I can’t believe what I’m seeing.
And who in the world wrote their ‘pandemic’ episode? It aired before covid, but everyone was freaking out wanting vaccinations.
I pointed out a few posts back that Godspeed was beat out only by the mainstream media, making it look very conspiratorial.
I could very easily have gone the way of The Vigilant Citizen and started listing all the ways The Flash triggered symbolic responses. For the most part I have chosen to remain dedicated to story content and the characters. I love this show, the stories have been around for decades, and the way they are being reimagined into film now is very satisfying. Like Gotham was for me last year. My Gotham bender was like no other, but I finally pulled out of it and now I’m in The Flash mode.
And since I’m #TeamWells from way back (that clicks to my own twitter hashtag feed for that), I have finally done something I have only done with two other actors in my whole life, and that is find everything they filmed and watch it all. The first was Jackie Chan, the second was Johnny Depp. The third is Tom Cavanagh.
I’m taking a huge risk. Aside from obviously seeing now many movie titles are the typical word symbology for a side of the industry that might be keeping him close to the vest, he seems to be doing the politically correct things on cue on his instragram. He’s not gone off any weird panda-esque deep ends as far as I can tell (that would be very bad), but he’s still very much playing the game through his career. I mean, I knew Johnny was going down hard when Q showed up, and it’s very possible Jackie could as well (you do NOT reach that level of world fame without capitulating to the correct people), but I’m holding my breath over Tom.
This is what I mean about crossing the Qanon streams into my TV reviewing. I don’t know which celebs rising like cream to the tops have ultimately helped keep dirty secrets. I’ve got hard bets Benedict was never who we thought he was (a breeze of change flicking the leaves). Some actor instagrams go super panda and for those not aware, that is pedo predator signalling. According to what we’re learning via worldwide Qanon research digs is that the pedo rings not only infiltrated Hollywood, but literally set entertainment up as part of a CIA propaganda project. They wanted the sheep to follow the stars, as Q says. And they do. If one thing tears our nation apart during this whole pedovore purge, it will be that so many people will be so emotionally attached to actors that they will commit suicide when they find out what some of them have done with their lives.
I don’t know if Tom’s instagram photos are contrived on demand or done out of innocent support, but to me it all looks very careful. I see no hard evidence yet that he’s been roped into something awful, just that he’s owned. It looks like he’s directed what to do and he does it. He’s surviving. And if he believes hook, line, and sinker that the industry he supports isn’t this awful thing, he’ll probably hate me for even associating him with the idea if this ever gets around, but I’m holding out hope that what he really represents is that part of celebrity that makes it through the purge to go on in future entertainment. I really do.
I can continue to produce review content, and I can continue to avoid crossing the streams, which I dearly would like to do because this has all been so very overwhelming, but to be very honest with my readers, this is why I stopped TV reviewing. Entertainment is very politically entrenched behind the scenes, and as much as I’d love to keep fiction and reality separated, in the end my heart is already broken by the celebrities that played into the awful part just to keep careers (or their lives). A woman confessing during an award ceremony that she gave a baby up in abortion for her career was a sickening thing to say. I lost all respect and will never watch anything with her in it again. I just can’t. I could have gone on a long time not knowing that, but because I went through a hellish abortion myself, I cannot follow her into her stardom. To me she is a puppet, and when her strings are pulled, she does as she is told so other people can make money on her career.
I’ve always been very careful not to accept money or monetize any of my blogging, and now I’m so glad I never did. I feel like I don’t have any blood money on my hands. I’m clear of contractual containment. I’m rogue enough to be who I want to be and decide my own fate. I genuinely hope my fave celebrities find this kind of freedom in their futures if they were witty and savvy enough to avoid the entanglements that will be taking others down. I won’t be crying for Johnny, turns out he’s a dick and did some very bad things that cannot be justified. There are others who I’ve heard have already been arrested, and some of them break my heart because they’ve been such a big part of nearly my whole life.
Like I said, holding my breath for what I hope are the good ones to make it. While some out there are point blank calling for death to all pedos across the board (and my first marriage was to a pedophile, I do agree with the sentiment), ripping the giant entertainment brainwashing bandaid off is going to be very hard, regardless. Some will feel lost without their celebrities to hang onto. I want to be kind and remember that some of them were born into this as children and have never been in real control of their lives, which is remarkably sad.
I do not expect Lexx fans or any other fans or entertainment workers to cheer me on. I am acutely aware that I’m in the ludicrous position to be hated on for saying any of this stuff. I’m also acutely aware of the tunnel rescues that have been going on all over the world for the last couple of years. I will never not feel sick about the fact that humanity could actually stoop that low, ice it over like a cake, and turn it into an entertainment festival on TV for the masses. And I’m effectively the one ruining it for some of you by being the first one you might see really talking about this connection.
The most chilling line I’ve read since Q showed up is “This is not a game.”
My heart cries more than any amount of hate that could ever be pointed at me for sharing this stuff, and the only way to heal and move forward is to make it all go away. I’m so sorry if that means people I’ve held dear must go away, too, but honestly, I can’t handle knowing anyone that would hurt children like that. It’s bad enough if someone kicks a puppy or stomps on a kitty, but to know there are monsters that shred living babies to pieces for sexual gratification is more than I can humanly forgive. Any range of behavior beyond forcing a child through sexual pain and humiliation short of being that kind of monster doesn’t make it easier to love a predator. People who defend this are very broken. Sadly, that’s quite a lot of people.
This seems to be my theme this year getting through all this. It’s hard realizing that my entire life has been shaped by a screen, and that so much of my emotional health has depended on what and who plays on that screen. But that is what we’ve been trained to do, isn’t it? Turn to our screens for comfort.