Sighinide

Ah, now THIS is interesting. After reading today’s Daily Mail, it seems that Hayley Williams got married recently.

Well… OK. Good for her, I guess.

Truthfully, I’d forgotten about her until very recently. It was only after I started rewatching Swifty’s videos that I remembered her. She’s in “Bad Blood”, of course.

Honestly, I don’t feel much, good or bad, about the news. Yikes. It’s really been a long, long time since I’ve seen her in something non-Taylor related. Like over a year now at least. Wow. I seem to remember seeing her last around Christmas of 2014, or something. Yikes. Has it been that long?

Hmmm… what should I feel now? Happiness? Relief? Anger? Sadness? Indifference? Nothing at all? I’m not sure.

I guess… that I should feel indifference. I guess. This is still uncharted territory, a little bit.

I mean, I don’t know her, right? Even though I guess I do. Well… we both knew each other, to an extent.

Looking back, it seems like we thought we knew each other better than we really did. Sometimes, and most especially at the end of our relationship, she seemed to think I was someone I wasn’t, and she got the same from me, although that was mostly in the beginning of things, I think.

I think.

From my perspective, it seems as though she didn’t grasp how important the whole “conservative” thing was to me, and she didn’t understand my evolving mentality as the years went on. When we started seeing each other, I was still amazed at the whole telepathy thing and was mostly content to just spend time with her, watching her videos and listening to her music (and fantasizing about her, of course). But as the years went on, and as we both settled in to our routines, my perspective changed and it became more along the lines of what else I could get out of this for myself, which is, I think, how it should have rightly progressed. After all, that’s how all proper relationships develop… I mean- how can we arrange things so that we both profit in a real way, somehow?

What she got out of it was obvious- she got companionship on the road and artistic inspiration. But it was kind of hard for me to see what I could get out of things with her, beyond the basic carnal stuff. After trying and failing to reach out to Taylor directly, I tried offering her and others some of my political and religious ideas, to see if they could offer some help there, but they never much looked into those, beyond what they themselves could get out of them.

So then I started using Hayley, et al. as guinea pigs. I tried a multitude of things on them, with the intent on figuring out what would be of benefit to myself. Which worked very well, IMHO.

But now, that’s kind of over. I’ve learned almost everything they can teach me, I think. So… now what do I do with her?

IDK.

On my part, I didn’t much understand, at least early on, how she viewed me. I think she thought of me as being more distant from her than I thought I was. In retrospect, I don’t think she ever really viewed me as being, say, her boyfriend, or perhaps even as her best friend. I was a very close friend, sure, absolutely, but I don’t think I was ever more than that- which I understand and appreciate. I mean, she didn’t really know me, did she? I mean, she had no idea if I would even stick around, maybe. And even now, this stuff is weird and kind of tough to understand in general sometimes.

And… I thought that she wanted to grow herself and her career differently than what she really wanted, ultimately. Interestingly, I thought she wanted to become the person that Taylor actually did become. Back when I first met Hayley (I think it was in 2008), I thought of Tay as being a Super- Christian country singer with no interest in being an idealized pop culture puppet for an evil wizard. In my youthful naiveté, I thought that Hayley, as a rebellious yet pop oriented alt-rock singer, would be best suited for that role.

So, I got them mixed up. It’s funny how it works out sometimes.

Well, that’s that, at least for now. At the moment, the question between Hayley and me is what will happen not telepathically, but IRL. As I said, my experiments are finished, and I know what powers to use on myself now to make myself successful. So the question becomes, perhaps- if I use my powers IRL to join up with someone close to her, i.e. Taylor, what happens to the two of us then?

I don’t know, but Hayley, if you’re reading this, you need to consider this as a possibility. In almost all ways I’m much, much stronger and more capable now than I’ve ever been. If I choose to snag Taylor for myself… I can get her. It might even be easy. But I still haven’t decided to fully commit to that yet.

Taylor… are you reading this? There is something you should know.

Do you remember when you cancelled Loft 89 at the concert I went to? That wasn’t because of you. It was because of me. It was because I thought that perhaps I wanted to meet you that night so… I cancelled it.

And I think, Taylor, that I saw your dad there standing alone, after the concert. I think it was him. I don’t know if it was really him because I declined to talk to him when I could’ve because… I wasn’t sure if I wanted to. I mean, he looked kinda like him, and he had a VIP / security thing on his neck, and I thought that that probably was him but… I didn’t want to know. I wasn’t ready to ask.

But now I am. Today, I would be more than ready. If I wanted to be.

Things are different now.

Hayley, goodbye and good luck.

I may see you later.

Taylor Swift is at turns a fascinating and maddening person.

Last week, after she won all the Grammys, I nearly posted this on Twitter:

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So… last night, she won everything. Just like I wanted her to. Because I love her too much. I can’t… STOP. I mean, I just CAN’T.

I’m ruining everything, aren’t I? I’m putting Trump in the White House, I’m letting Tay win everything, ever…

I’m not being impartial anymore. I’m playing favorites. I’m so sorry, but Taylor may never leave the #1 spot. Literally.

I could do that, I mean, keep her there forever… and I WANT to do that… and I MIGHT do that… but IDK.

Deep down, I know that that might not be good, but I can’t help it. I NEVER should have seen her in concert that first time.

I mean, the tickets were free but… AUGGGGGHHHHHH. I hope not, but everyone should prepare for her to never leave the #1 spot.

Like ever. Never ever.

*sigh*…

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This didn’t mean much. It was just one of my little nervous… things, that I typed out and didn’t post.

I thought a bit after this. Why was I so concerned that night?

Isn’t this what I wanted? My girlfriend sweeps the Grammys again, I’m putting a far right conservative in the White House, and… everything is as I want it, at least on paper. So why the breakdown?

It’s a good question. Well, there are a few things to consider, here. My real life isn’t doing too well, and Tay is, as always, leaving me out of her little adventures. And, of course, I can be histrionic sometimes, even when things are going well.

But mostly… it’s because of other things.

I haven’t blogged much lately for a few very important reasons. First, there’s ISIS, a terrorist organization very obviously inspired by me. I’ve been watching them closely and I see me in them, and far too much so for me to be comfortable. I don’t like it when the things I say and think are used to attack myself and my way of life. That upsets me enormously.

It has upset me so much, in fact, that I’ve almost stopped blogging altogether. It’s just such an offense to me that I can’t even stand it. I cannot believe that I’m the inspiration for “Islamic” radicalism. I can’t believe it because I don’t want to believe it. It’s a perversion of everything I hold dear- politically, culturally, and even religiously.

To lay out the obvious, I’m a Satanist, and it offends me enormously to see what I believe in distorted and twisted and used against me in the way that the creators of ISIS did. The masterminds behind ISIS- not Muslims, any of them- have done sacrilege to my most tightly held beliefs, and it really, really offends me. I hate it.

And ISIS is bringing up the even more disturbing thought that I may be the inspiration behind Al-Qaeda as well. This might be a stretch, I hope, since they came on the scene so long ago, but it’s a possibility. Since ISIS is based on me, what about Al-Qaeda and the 9-11 “hijackers”? I was a college student, too, at that time, and my line of thinking mirrored theirs back then very closely in some ways. Did they base “9-11” on me, too?

I hope not. I really hope not. If they did it would be too horrible for me to even process.

How can they do that to me? Those monsters! I mean, not ISIS, they’re just a bunch of actors, but the oligarchs here, and the Zionists, and the EU. They’ve twisted my words and thoughts into something that attacks everything that I cherish the most, and it just feels so violating that I can’t even stand it, and at times I’ve felt like I just wanted to chuck all of this stuff overboard because what they use my ideas and words for is just so offensive and overall horrible that it’s been literally incomprehensible to me at times.

If you doubt any of what I’m saying here, just look. Look at any of the prominent ISIS figures, such as “Jihadi John”. Look at any of their propaganda videos. Look at any of the “execution” videos. It’s all me. ALL OF IT. They’re using my own life and my religion against me!

Fuckers.

But… all’s well that ends well.

The foolishness that is ISIS is sealing the doom of it’s backers. Europe is turning.

The times are changing, now, for the better. Old fires are being relit.

See… in a small way… in a slight way… ISIS is good for me. In a way, they’re doing my dirty work for me. Kinda.

What I wanted, years ago, when I started my Twitter war, was to bring about a sea change in Europe’s thought. I wanted to racially inflame them- to start a fire underneath them, so that they would take up arms to defend themselves against the Zionist bankers and the browning of their continent.

Why Europe? It’s part of the plan, see. I mean, the overall plan, that I won’t tell you.

And ISIS is doing what I need for me. What its backers wanted it to get it isn’t getting. It’s backfiring.

I’m going to get what *I*want out of this. I’m going to get a resurgent European right, and with that, one of my life’s ultimate goals will be completed.

*Whew*.

And secondly… I’ve been doing some experimenting. Not on others, this time, but on myself. I’ve been experimenting with ways to improve my own set of circumstances.

This is another reason why I’ve been staying away from Hollywood, and blogging, for the past few months. I’ve been keeping my contact with these things at a minimum while I worked on projects designed to improve my own position in things in the “real” (i.e. non-psychic) world. And I think I’ve done it.

My projects and experiments are complete. I have things set up correctly now.

Now… I feel as though I could step out in the real world (i.e. not my parents’ basement) and do things correctly. If I wanted, I could snag a Hollywood girl for myself, easily. Or not. It depends on what I want and need.

Good.

And thirdly… Tay upsets me in general, like this weekend, when she got to live out ”Seeing Pink” for real and didn’t invite me, as usual. I almost broke up with her last night, until I saw the pics of her leaving the Vogue offices with that hair and those pants.

I guess she loves me after all.

Oy, I didn’t want to write this post. It’s race oriented so I kept putting it off and putting it off but… I know I need to say something, so here it is.

My take on this is that someone needs to tell Will Smith to go fuck himself. Seriously. He and the other objectors are going to cause horrific problems down the line across the board unless they are stopped.

It boils down to appeal, and most especially, Hollywood’s appeal to two groups- 1) Asians (in Asia), and 2) Young WCWMs (Working Class White Males- meaning, those not of the top 5%). Hollywood must remain appealing to these two groups if it is to survive into the 21st century.

And yes, that is what is at stake here. Survival. I’ll start here at home- WCWMs, generally speaking, don’t go to the movies anymore. They might in a blue moon, but mostly, Hollywood has been supplanted by, in order of preference, video games, YouTube, and TV as their entertainment destination of choice. Hollywood, for them, is 4th at best on the list of things they’re interested in.

That being the case, it is absolutely vital that Hollywood does what it must to retain whatever appeal it has with them. It is *ABSOLUTELY* essential that Tinseltown hold onto whatever it can with this demo. If it’s appeal with them begins to slip further than it is, there’s no telling how far it could fall.

I can’t understate the importance of this. If Hollywood makes further changes to “diversify” itself to please Will Smith, and WCWMs boycott the results of this by staying home and playing Xbox instead, the financial consequences could be unimaginable. The big tentpole releases would face horrific fates if this demo decided to not participate for whatever reason.

What I’m saying here should not be taken lightly. Hollywood MUST think about this! It is the boycott of traditional politicians by young WCWMs that is catapulting Trump and Sanders into the positions they’re currently in. The Clintons and Bushes and the rest ignored the WCWMs and look what’s happening to them! Hollywood- don’t forget this! Your survival depends on it!

The most important factor in America today, as I’ve discussed here repeatedly (I mean, over and over and over…) is the disenchantment of WCWMs and how that problem will grow, and if left unchecked, will crush everything in it’s path.

This anger, and the effect it could have on the system, should not be underestimated!

If I ran Hollywood, I would personally approach the race problem differently than with mere appeasement. What I would do is jettison the Smiths and all protesting blacks entirely and really make a powerful outreach to young WCWMs to try to desperately claw back some of Hollywood’s lost appeal with that demo.

The young WCWM demo doesn’t have film buffs. It has video game buffs, like I’ve discussed here before. Instead of plumbing the depths of the 50’s, 60’s and 70’s cinema for cultural inspiration, they’re playing DOOM and the original Super Mario games. In fact, the upcoming DOOM reboot might be generating more buzz this year amongst gen y’s than any tentpole film this summer.

This tide must be arrested if Hollywood is to survive over the long term. Jettison the Smiths. Just get rid of them, and make an effort, a real effort, to make inroads into the culture of the young WCWMs. It needs to happen!

Or not, and Hollywood can just sink into further irrelevancy with the most important demo in America. It’s up to them.

Secondly- Asians, in Asia. Black actors in general will never find appeal with them, and “black experience” movies do not appeal to them for obvious reasons. Why should rice farmers in Indonesia care about the “plight” of black slaves in 1800’s America? They shouldn’t, and they don’t, and they never will. Hollywood needs to stop with this B.S. if it wants to succeed in the global film marketplace.

In no way, with the world as it is now, should Hollywood be indulging in liberal schmaltz, not with the reality that competition is coming soon from China and other places. China is big enough that it can make it’s own film franchises to rival Hollywood’s- and they’re not going to cast black actors. And you know what? That’s what the global audience really wants. The danger here is real.

I think that if Hollywood gives in to the Smiths and the others, they’re going to lose ground and it’s going to be much faster than even their most pessimistic predictions will be.

The fact that Hollywood refuses to face up to reality is what is going to destroy it in the long run. The 90’s are gone. The liberal project has failed. It’s time to move on.

Wow, was that boring.

IDK.

I left three minutes to go, so I didn’t see the end but… man, did that suck.

I don’t know. Perhaps I shouldn’t complain because I only half watched it. Mostly, I spent the game sorting through and deleting old apps from my iPad. But it just didn’t seem like there was anything worth really watching this year. I mean, I didn’t see anything worth putting down my iPad for. At least, there wasn’t from my vantage point.

Not even the commercials were any good. Mostly, it was a bunch of commercials advertising TV shows, movies, and other generic things- the same commercials you see every day, really. I guess the hot dog / dachshund commercial was cute, and the Independence Day trailer was cool, but… there was nothing memorable this year. It wasn’t like it used to be.

Near the end of the game, I did take notice of how few commercials this year overtly referenced me. There were some, but not too many, which… is fine with me. I didn’t really care, TBH. I don’t want to be noticed so much these days. I’m kind of over that, I think. Perhaps I’m starting to value my privacy more as I get older.

It just seemed as though the life had been drained from everything. The players seemed… tired. They kept making mistakes. Even Manning seemed “off”, like he had been rattled by something, in spite of his incredible depth of experience. It was a weird game.

The half time show was OK. It did what it needed to do, I guess. Bruno did well, as did everyone else involved, but nothing really stood out about the performance- in spite of the fact that we had Coldplay, Bruno Mars, and Beyonce on the same stage. Even that seemed rote and unfortunately by the numbers. And the opening acts- with America the Beautiful sung by the military choir and the Anthem sung by Gaga, were pretty good. Not great, not memorable, but pretty good. Nobody messed up any lyrics, thank goodness.

Thinking back on the experience, it seems as though everyone- the players, the commercial guys, the musicians, even the network itself, tried to play it very safe this year. It was all very… uncontroversial, and purposely so, which is perhaps the mood these days. The zeitgeist, I mean.

I think that ad people wanted to avoid doing anything different or unusual because whenever they do, there’s a huge backlash from somebody, whether it’s one of the protected classes or nativists, or somebody else that nobody knows is angry about something until they lash out for some reason. I did notice diversity in the commercials, but nothing that would get the conservatives riled up, like that old coke commercial. It was all kinda matter of fact. Like, here’s a gay person, here’s a black person, here’s a white person, here’s an Asian, etc.

I like watching the Super Bowl to take a survey of the nation’s zeitgeist. After watching this year, I think the country is… confused. And leaderless. And tired. And bored with everything.

There just doesn’t seem to be a strong, guiding hand anymore, and I think that people are just going through the motions, hoping to go unnoticed.

Regarding me and the commercials, IDK. Last year it was all about me, but this year it was as if I didn’t exist (or at least, it was that way for the commercials I watched. I did skip a bunch this time). Maybe I’m too angry myself for my own good. I think I’ve alienated some people but… IDK. I’m trying to save the country, even though nobody else will, or perhaps can. IDK. What do people want, really? I used to think they wanted a stable, prosperous future, but maybe not, or perhaps their version of that isn’t mine. I used to take it as a given that people wanted a strong, stable, crime free middle class, and that that should be everyone’s highest priority, but… IDK. Maybe it isn’t, or people think that they have a better way of getting there besides a gold standard and reduced immigration. They’re wrong, but… it’s an opinion, and everyone has a right to one.

Maybe I should have just stuck to showbiz, but when I see it heading for a brick wall, as it is today, I feel such a need to try to save it, somehow.

Or maybe I’ve just been not as interesting this year. Could be.

IDK.

Hmmmmmm… wow, there’s a lot of IDKs in this post. Maybe I was featured after all!

LOL.

Or maybe… they can’t incorporate me anymore. Not with things as they are now. The cutting edge these days is severely anti-establishment, and I to a large extent embody that, so how can the establishment capitalize on me and my current phase and ideas? They can’t. I mean, my “burn it all down” mentality can’t be captured and portrayed in Super Bowl commercials. I mean, not even ironically.

IDK. Maybe me not seeing me bothered me more than I knew. Perhaps I should have paid more attention.

I’ll see how things are next year, maybe.