Starseeds, hierarchies, & the DNA of imagination
Why I love conspiracy theories to explain what the hell is happening here
vol. 3 issue 18
vol. 3 issue 18
Greetings Fellow Earthlings,
The world now has its latest, official White Supremacy Manifesto. It was sussed out of hiding this week by the ridiculous sounding Punchbowl News. The document’s authorship is credited to the unusually large-headed Congressman Matt Gaetz (R - FL), and all his special friends.
Before commenting, I needed time to consider it, so here it is Sunday, two days post our usual Friday delivery.
The bullet points of this so-called America First Caucus manifesto at first glance, don’t seem unreasonable: protect America from external threats (China), from internal interference in voting, and from bias in digital media. Except that every premise cited is based on lies, most glaringly that preventing voter fraud is imperative when the actual fraud is the Caucus’s own Big Lie, that the former occupant of the White House won a second term and won bigly.
This kind of lunacy needs a special lens to see it clearly. Evaluating this manifesto through fictional subgenres such as fantasy, science, and fan helps place these mondo bizzarro people who look like something went terribly wrong in lizard utero, into a larger context.
To start, who are these characters? And what do they want? Who are their enemies and what is their superpower? What will the heroes ultimately prove is the moral of the story?
We have as our source material their manifesto and the various mythologies of Q.
Having dug deeply into what motivated the antler-headed dude and all his white supremacy Qanonymous friends to stage an insurrection, I was led to a number of fascinating, if not frightening, websites, including some really well-produced multi-media ones (ie, there is some serious money behind this) about Qanonymous humans being the starseeds of supernatural beings from outer galaxies where bad things happened.
There are variations on a theme of why these beings came to steal our resources here on earth, including our labor, to make things right back on their home star.
Depending upon their particular stellar seeding, it’s possible for Qs to be descended from one of the more reptilian races, although there were all kinds of other vaguely animalesque or giant beings, who found Earth and thought, “Perfect! These dumb cluck earthling humans are so stupid, so inferior, we can use them to create a slave race to help us mine the minerals on their planet, and take them back to our superior star! Bring on the genetic engineering and let the cloning of our slave race begin!”
(Can you hear the strains of covid vaccine conspiracies in this?)
So, that’s what they did: they enslaved humans, took whatever they needed from us –without asking, and without replenishing it – and headed back to Planet Whatsit.
I need to tell you – I love this stuff! Think of how close to what we merely perceive as our reality it is!
How often since the 2000 presidential election have I mused that Republicans seem to have arrived on a spaceship from some planet not in our galaxy, and so have asked, Would their mothership please come and collect them? A lot, is the answer!
Washington insider Paul Begala once said Washington was “Hollywood for ugly people.” That’s good. We can use that, too: Washington as Casting Central for our space odyssey.
Okay, so then our cast of characters call themselves, as noted in the document, Anglo Saxons. That’s too bland. I like Reptile Race. It hearkens back to their own mythologies, borne out by how the Caucus characters present themselves: the macrocephalic Matt Gaetz with his unusually large and snappish jaw, like a gator; Sen. Mitch McConnell (R-KY) and his saurian gobbler unsuccessfully concealed in his button-downs; Sen. Ron Johnson (ET-WI) and his googly eyes that glow like electric orbs.
They have Rodent Race allies like Rep. Marjorie Taylor Greene (Q-GA), whose teeth are designed for gnawing, as it also would seem are the dental sets in the heads of everyone related to the former occupant. The Reptiles need the Rodents because they are the ones with the space lasers that make all things enslavement possible. Wait for later, though. The sequels will feature what happens when the Reptiles turn on the Rodents and there is a battle for supremacy all over again!
As for our story now, what do these beings want? Domination. Total control over the slave races. But what informs their thinking about how to go about this, how do they justify Anglo Saxon Reptile Race supremacy, as outlined in their manifesto is actually not the end point.
They believe in better-than! Where did they get that belief? What if they were genetically altered once upon a time to believe that hierarchies are natural? That ownership of other human beings is natural. That consciously destroying or stealing what sustains certain groups of beings so that they wither and ultimately die, is natural.
And then, over millennia, they evolved from enslaved to enslavers and now, here they are in America, and having left the mothership, they’re coming for the rest of us?
I like it. Seems to fit.
That makes them the villains, though, so we need heroes. Qanonymous sources have answers for that, too! There are other super stellar races that did not believe in hierarchies. When they found out what was happening on Earth, they were so mad at the Reptiles, they started to conduct their own genetic experiments to program humans to desire freedom. We’ll call them the No Nonsensers. They are the ones who help the humans understand the true meaning of freedom.
Let’s say the arrival of the No Nonsensers really pisses off the Reptiles who like to use the words “freedom” and “integrity” as tricks to keep the slave races in line.
The Reptiles and Rodents weave these words into their own distracting plot lines, where they are the heroes protecting the inferior classes from cannibal cabals who want to enslave and conquer by stealing their children and trafficking them for sex.
This kind of obfuscation makes it easier for them to actually do these kinds of dirty deeds like Reptile Gaetz actually moving underage girls across state lines for sex. Sooo much harder to do when there are now plenty of Inferiors running around, genetically encoded to desire actual truth and freedom.
This clash between pretend freedom fighters and actual ones is our story’s climax.
Before we duke it out, though, let’s consider: there are two story lines now entwined in our imagined characters’ DNA: one strand accepts inferiority, the other strand yearns to be free.
Regardless of who wins this battle, there has to be a vision of the bigger war, of what’s at stake. Remember, too, we american humans have been here before, at least twice in recent memory: our own US Civil War, which was about whether humans were ever intended to be owned by other humans, and Nazi Germany, which also was about whether certain humans are genetically inferior, and thus undeserving of the same rights as the hierarchical top.
But also keep in mind that America has so often used the terms of freedom to justify wars such as the one we are now about to conclude in Afghanistan. Vietnam. El Salvador. Nicaragua. Iran. Iraq. Korea.
So, we’ve seen this cast of fakers before. They’ve used words to create freedom cages and then led their prey right in.
The real war, then, is hierarchy. The real weapons are words that twist our own instincts for freedom.
For a hierarchy to survive, those at the top must first take, and then keep, all the resources, and ensure that the ones below them never get access. They must spin stories that keep the Inferiors O-U-T out!
If the ones at the top are going to play this game right, then it logically follows they will deplete the Earth’s resources, because to treat the Earth with respect by taking and replenishing, means the less deserving among us can have access to resources, too. Qanonymous’s own sources demonstrate this with their stories of alien races that used up all their stuff and so had to come steal ours.
Which is to say, hierarchy means death. Plain and simple. It is not a path to evolution. It’s a path to destruction and death. It has to kill Earth. There is no other way to play the game correctly, without killing and destroying, and then hoping your space technology is good enough to get you off the planet so you can go steal what you need from somewhere else.
White supremacy is not the end game, hierarchy is.
In our plot line, there are two strands of DNA. Together, entwined, they become the Hero’s Journey. The escape from inferiority is really a quest to be free.
Free from what?
From death.
What is death?
If you’re a scientist, it’s nonexistence. If you’re an acolyte, it’s permanent disconnection from the divine source. If you’re a certain kind of starseed, it’s expulsion from atop of the human slave chain, a cancellation of your specialness.
But if you’re an american, it’s forgetting that living according to the ethos of “equal but not the same” is the only way to truly evolve.
And if you’re not evolving, what are you doing? You’re dying.
Before we enter into the battle of our story, I offer my conclusion: the hero’s journey is not much more complicated than to be curious about one’s origins, to explore the many possibilities, and then to integrate what you’ve learned and best of all, share that with others. Individuation, when contributed to the whole, equals strength.
As our Reptiles and Rodents cling tightly to their Whiteness Manifesto, prepared for battling the Inferiors back into their place, tricking them into not trusting the No Nonsensers, there is however, one more element to the plot: somewhere out there in the galaxy, another supernatural race of hierarchical beings is close to running through their resources, and they’ve heard all about the easy targets on Earth.
Of course, there is! how could there not be by the logic of hierarchy?
And who is easier to conquer? A planet of beings working together to protect one and all, so that their structures of governance won’t easily topple when the ETs come to call, or a scaly group of heavy-headed slave masters, ripe for the picking off places like the little dangling strip of super-specialness the Reptiles and Rodents like to call Florida?
In this riddle is the moral of the story. Our imaginary DNA supports either outcome: growth through integration or death through purity. Americans over time seem to have favored hierarchy, but where is the heroism in that?
Now, let the battle begin.
Peace,
Whitney
Coming next week:
An interview with botanist Lee Lehman, PhD, to discuss what’s become of the botanical and humoral traditions in Western medicine.