Proem
When the man invented the camera and began to point it at people, the people felt all weird and squirmy. This phenomena occurred across all cultures and demographics. It occurred with you. Think about it. You remember right? (And how it was similar to when you first heard your own recorded voice?) Sure, the awkwardness of spirit fades in time, as people become accustomed, but it never really leaves does it? Even with seasoned film and telly actors there is some self-conscious awareness of the camera at some point in the production, though it may be that the master performer, in more sublime moments, conjures his own dissolution into his craft, disappearing as it were, into a free and natural spontaneity. For most though, having the camera pointed at them does agitate the spirit in some way, throughout their lives.
Often it was the indiginous folks who expressed the most reticence toward this oddly repulsive mechanical watcher. So what did the Indian fear? The Indian feared having his soul captured by the camera. Silly, right? Not so fast you old dislodged and deposed copernicopia head. Looks like we have all been onto something - too bad we live in a world where blindness, even to our own trembling instincts, rules.
Facehook
Back in the mid-oughts, a company called Facebook was all the rage. Family, friends and enemies were all lining up to stamp masks onto their faces onto the asshole of the Beast of Babylon.
Having been well-steeped in "conspiracy theory" since I first learned about the Assassination at about the age of seven, and in possession of an entheogen-fueled gayop escrubilator that had been rigorously honed over the preceding decade, I was immediately suspect. So I resisted for some time, but a few years into the phenomena, I ceded. I grabbed a new email address and set up the account. Within a few days or weeks I had received a bunch of messages from ghosts of a life that I had lived (and which had died thank heavens) more than a decade prior.
Out of the bits-and-bytes-dappled aether poured the spirits of entities I had long since outgrown. Not only had I outgrown them, I was in the middle of a process which was intended to bury that corpse of a former life once and for all. I was busy being born and I smelled carcass in the series of tubes . That's what we called the internet back then...
I thought of young men leaving home a century before. Imagined how they went off, on their own, to create themselves and a life. It occured to me that in order to communicate with the folks from their pasts, they would have to compose a letter, send it, and months later they might receive a response. In other words, upon reaching adulthood, men would leave home, and have space to grow the fuck up - months without mom, dad, friends or enemies to remind them who they were . Space to dream. Space to become .
But now, with facefuck®, people got to drag their moms with them to the other side of the planet, to be forever reminded of who they were . Not me. Going places and shedding skin, I immediately, upon recognition of this dynamic, deleted my account. I did not reply to a single message I received from these digital apparitions. I did not post pictures. I did not like, share or subscribe. The pattern was similar with other social media organisms.
Not only did I know it was damaging to the growth and self-actualization of people, given the state of the modern family and friendships, but it enabled young people to hide from irl engagement and confrontation. I would look around and be appalled at the site of everyone on their phones at the university commons, where there should have been vigorous debate going on. People, already inclined to avoidance, could now do so with an implicit social permission. I was so repulsed at the development, being old enough to remember a time when people fucking talked to each other , that I held off on obtaining a smart phone proper until 2015.
I also had an incessantly nagging thought that this was an intelligence operation facilitated by the evil one's minions on earth, designed to cull, label, track and monitor all the sheep, mapping their relationship connections, their political tendencies and affiliations, sentiments about government and state power, identifying and targeting any lingering remnants of wolf DNA, pride of a particularly European bent, etc., etc.
Driving With the Clearview Mirror
By golly, it turns out I was right.
Clearview is a company straight-outta-Orwell. Here is what Wikipedia says:
Clearview AI is an American facial recognition company, providing software to law enforcement and government agencies and other organizations.[1] The company's algorithm matches faces to a database of more than 20 billion images collected from the Internet, including social media applications.
The company was launched by a couple of guys who "met at the Manhatten Institute", a "think tank" founded by... wait for it... William H. Casey former Director of the Central Intelligence Agency. Imagine my shock.
So what does Clearview do? Let's take a look at their mission statement:
Our platform, powered by facial recognition technology, includes the largest known database of 30+ billion facial images sourced from public-only web sources, including news media, mugshot websites, public social media, and other open sources.
That's right, since 2017 the company has been scanning publicly available repositories of photographs, constructing for themselves an AI-powered searchable index of over 30 billion images. Those of you busy posting derpface selfies alongside all of your friends and family have unwittingly accelerated our descent into the rapidly approaching Agenda 2030 techno-dystopian age of Kali's dark coochie black cube penitientiary. Also known as The 1000-year prison .
It would seem that digital narcissism does in fact have a price. You may have thought that you were just posting a picture of your new baby and wind-powered dehydrated banana chips to make all your single girlfriends feel jealous - a key ingredient to your happiness - but really, you only uploaded yourself and your kid to the Soynet.
They scanned videos as well. ALL of the ugly mug shots you doled out to Google, Youtube, Twitter, Facebook, Vimeo, LinkedIn and anywhere else, were scoured, buffed, washed, copied, and uploaded to an AI system now being actively used by law enforcement agencies across the US to help identify "criminals".
The system was infamously deployed in the wake of the legitimate January 6th protests held at the Capitol. Used, as it was, to help unjustly imprison a number of rabble-rousers from that day for sentences of a most cruel length - in some instances, decades!
You can see where all of this is going.
Finis Temporis
Let's paint a picture with words:
Ten years down the line, America has, as planned, disintegrated into a previously unimaginable level of social chaos. The preceding decade saw the elite employing crisis scamdemic capitalism and mass migration, as well as wars and their border-crossing terrorist blowback. Endless false flags and decades of anti-white, anti-colonialist propaganda, on a global level, had left the European-American stock with a giant red target on their backs, from both the state and the gang of future Pulitzer winners fresh off the boat from Ghana.
Eventually, the violence against the Cauks lands at your front door. Your newly married young daughter and her newborn, your first grandson, are killed and mutilated in a rural farm raid by a puddle of EBT-depleted invader mud, mopping the countryside surrounding Chi-raq, animalized for Jordans and Gucciphones, nigga.
Your legacy is ruined. The authorities do nothing. Thinking about it, you determine that it is, in fact the authorities themselves that are in no small way responsible for this. They let them in. They didn't ask you. When the people objected or voted for change, they were shouted (or beat) down as racists, or the elections were simply stolen. When that welfare job and career criminal up in Minnesota died of a fentanyl overdose, they lied about that and let the masked (more "scripting") and marauding ape gangs tear down your livelihoods. And when you finally took up arms to defend your home after witnessing what was happening online, they arrested and charged you. Boldly gaslighting all the way :
St. Louis Circuit Attorney Kim Gardner said on Monday that it "is illegal to wave weapons in a threatening manner at those participating in nonviolent protests..."
You slowly realize they hate you, want you dead, will lie, cheat, and steal, and that you are on your own. So you rationally conclude that it's time to take justice into your own hands.
What are you gonna do about the cameras? The license plate scanners, the shop cameras, the street cameras, the traffic cameras, the doorbell cams, and the devices? It's a virtual panopticon already.
Now that your camera has captured your soul, white man, what to do about Clearview?
Just sayin'...
