Hectic Dialectic

by Anonymous Bosch

Okay, last time when the meter ran out we were about to discuss the current theories for a purpose behind the chemtrail phenomenon, i.e., that covert, systematic campaign utilizing the resources of the United States military-industrial complex to release, via aircraft, a potentially harmful substance over its own cities and countryside.

Yup, an' I'm all ears, Mr. Internet-Conspiracy-Guy.

What was that, Mr. Too-Dumb-To-Be-Sceptical? Did you even check out those Web sites I mentioned last time? Don't you think you at least owe it to yourself and your family to investigate such serious allegations when the means is sitting right there in your nearest public library?

I looked 'em over alright . . . but I don't believe nuthin' 'less I done seen it my own self.

Horse biscuits! You believe what the newspaper tells you; you believe the likes of Dan Blather; why can't you believe William Thomas, who's absolutely dripping with integrity! And why can't you believe me that I've repeatedly seen formations in the skies over Salt Lake City which are absolutely not your typical contrails (water vapor) for the reasons already discussed (appearance, altitude, duration) and can only be described as highly anomalous. And before getting to the whys of the matter, I feel this to be the perfect juncture to share a friend's experience. You up for that?

Whatever.

Earlier this year Janet (not her real name) found herself outside observing a chemtrail circus overhead. Not long after that exposure, Janet came down with a severe respiratory ailment that put her in University Hospital. The medicos astutely diagnosed her condition as a "pneumonia-like" illness, small consolation for someone with a lung full of viscous brown fluid. Needless to say breathing for my friend was laborious and excruciating, so that sleeping for even a couple of hours together became impossible. And this is where things get weird. On several occasions an unknown person came into Janet's room in the middle of the night. Due to the floor-level lighting at this hour she could only describe her visitor as a small man with a pleasant voice. He would say, "Janet, it's time to smoke the peace pipe," before providing her with a toke on some sort of inhaler. This, she reported, was the only thing that gave her even a modicum of relief. Before quickly falling asleep (remember this was a very tired lady), Janet asked her miracle worker why they couldn't repeat the procedure during the day, a discussion he would gently avoid and she was too fatigued to pursue. With me so far? Good! Now here's the LSD-laced cherry on the hash brownie. With Janet's return to health and discharge from the hospital, she resolved to access her records and find out just what the wonder drug in the inhaler had been. There was no mention of a late-night inhaler, let alone an inhalant! Apparently it was all a feverish dream. If this little story doesn't turn you into a junior conspiracist, you're a lost cause, my friend.

Well, yeah, it's kinda spooky . . . but it don't add up to much by itself.

Very true, but this isn't "by itself," is it? In the context of what we're discussing -- CHEMTRAILS -- it bears a certain compelling logic. Perhaps you need more vague weirdness; well, it just so happens that quite recently I had a brilliant idea. Why not email a handful of professors in the Meteorology Department at the University of Utah. If anybody would be inclined to (a) watch the sky and (b) have an opinion on what was happening up there, it would be a meteorologist. This I did, selecting five profs at random and composing an email that covered the basics and included links to three excellent Web sites, concluding with a direct, unambiguous enquiry: Since you must've observed this phenomenon, what do you make of it? One lone meteorologist responded. He seemed me back a whole line and a half to the effect that he couldn't comment without photographic evidence and did I have any. (Oh, you mean in addition to the chemtrail photofest I referred you to on the Web? That didn't quite do it for you, huh! Perhaps you'd like me to hijack a sprayplane and write your initials in the sky at exactly noon on your birthday!). I get the same funny feeling from this exercise in futility as when I read about those state lab technicians, the ones who wouldn't test the brown goo from Taylorsville. But what does it prove? Not much (except that academic types are as threatened by the facts [aka heresy] as their religious counterparts). Quite possibly one emailed prof was on sabbatical, two were too busy to care and the fourth nonrespondent was on leave to recover from a pneumonia-like illness which came on quite suddenly after a day spent gardening (which brings us to another point: Two major, and I mean whopping, spraydays occurring this September of '99 [the 18th and 26th] came at the weekend on otherwise glorious days when the most number of people were likely to be outside!). Still with me?

S'pose. It's just hard to take this kinda stuff seriously -- it's like a movie or somethin'.

Well, let me tell you one person who is taking it seriously: Janet. She'll be moving next week. Knowing her susceptibilty to chemtrail sickness will likely increase when the weather turns cold (there's no doubt in her mind what caused her illness), she's outta here (aloha, baby!). Oftentimes the most elegant plans are also the simplest. And look at us chatterboxes . . . if we haven't hit our limit again!

Sheeyit!

So, the Fates have granted a third griping installment in which to answer the question that has so far eluded us: Why? Why for the last year has the United States Government -- who else could monopolize US airspace? who else could muster resources on this scale? -- seen fit to conduct a covert and systematic aerial assault, utilizing biological and chemical agents, against the American people? That this phenomenon is happening in other countries we'll put aside for the time being.

Huh! This is happening in other countries?

That is affirmative, my friend; I was just in the UK . . . .

Say where now?

The United Kingdom. Great Britain. England!

Oh, okay, I'm with you; don't have a conniption.

Yeah, like I was saying, I was just in England, not far from London, and the chemtrail activity was unbelievable. The English chemtrail campaign, it seems, is proceeding at an accelerated rate with every clear day during my stay of three weeks proving to be a considerable sprayday; the really unbelievable part, however, was the complete lack of awareness amongst the English people of anything out of the ordinary taking place in the sky . . . or anywhere for that matter. Quite strange for a nation that has given the world such icons of iconoclasm as Colin Wilson, Graham Hancock and David Icke. It really makes you appreciate that fraction of the US populace discussing this and other issues on the Internet and on the radio. While not enough, it still helps those of us who can spot an anomaly to keep our sanity, something we'd quickly lose in a strictly zombified society. Okay, that said and without further ado, here they are, the handful of best guesses floating around the Web as to the purpose of chemtrails: (a) ongoing test of biological/chemical agents; (b) undeclared war against the American people waged with biological/chemical weapons . . . amongst others; (c) mass inoculation of the populace against perceived threat of imminent biological/chemical attack; (d) experiment geared toward weather modification; (e) repair to the ozone layer in the face of greatly increased solar activity; (f) some other prophylactic measure in the approach of an unspecified cosmic catastrophe. As you'll see when we assign each member of this motley crew to one of three categories, the situation can in no way be construed as positive. Category 1 includes (a) and (d): science. Only scientific detachment taken to a psychotic extreme can rationalize the use of even a single human being, let alone an entire nation, as an expendable lab rat upon which to inflict disease, injury and death in the cause of some lunatic elite's greater "good." Besides which, the phenomenon is too widespread to be still in the experimental stage. Category 2 is synonymous with (b): a unilateral war of attrition, perhaps of extermination, either partial or total! By the time the awful truth is obvious to all parties, it will be too late for one side to change the outcome. Category 3 covers (c), (e) and (f): the chemtrails as good guys. Sounds positive at first, until you really think about it; i.e., if a disaster, be it human-made or natural, is barreling down the pike with "USA" or "Planet Earth" inscribed on the grille, so that our caretakers in government feel the need for such drastic measures (consider: not only is there a health cost to all this in human and probably ecological terms, but it must be costing somebody billions [don't suppose that "somebody" could be you and me, the great American taxpaying public, do ya?]), then I'd say things are looking a tad desperate; if correct, this scenario would prove especially galling in the predictable failure of our fearless leaders to inform us of our impending doom -- some democracy! So, junior conspiracists, how are we doing?

Man, you need to get hooked up with some Prozac! After that little speech, I know I sure do.

Good answer. But before we do go running to sign up for a chemical lobotomy and a microchip in the skull, let's first attend to some loose ends. Some people, in trying to deny the mountain of evidence indicating a clandestine chemtrail operation, have made critical statements to the effect: "But how could something of this magnitude be kept a secret?" and "Why would the pilots spray harmful substances over their own families and friends?" To which I would reply: Have you never heard of National Security? It's simple: You talk, you lose: at least your job and possibly your freedom. Besides, how can you call this a secret when it's all over the Internet! That the mainstream, elite-owned media are silent in regard to chemtrails is just what you'd expect. As for the pilots spraying their kith and kin along with the rest of us, now doesn't that point to a likely Category-3 operation; or equally conceivably, a Category-1 or -2 operation with the aircrews either misinformed or entirely ignorant. If you haven't been in the military, take it from me: Never underestimate the power of conformity (therein lies the real enemy).

Of course, the truth of the matter may be none of the above. Major Ed Dames, the "ex-" military remote viewer, seemed to indicate as much on Art Bell's radio show. Then, if you think I look to Head Games or the Artful Dodger for the big picture, guess again! Ken Welch, a concerned skywatcher in Houston, Texas, stoically applies Occam's razor to the chemtrail conundrum: Chemtrails damage people's lungs; therefore the purpose of chemtrails is to create a lung-damaged population. Forget the song and dance of Categories 1 and 3; says Mr. Welch: This is war (and if so, it appears we're all caught behind enemy lines)! He may be right, and we may be seeing the first substantial round of casualties even as I write these closing lines in mid-January, 2000: A mysterious and tenacious flu-like illness has achieved epidemic proportions on both sides of the North Atlantic, with the UK particularly hard hit (now there's a surprise!). Here in the US three states have received the CDC classification "widespread" for their respective outbreaks: Washington, Montana and my home state of Utah (another surprise, eh, Janet!). In parting, kindly accept this warning from a forward observer in Utah: With Monica Lewinsky, Kosovo and Y2K forming the diversion -- and the real story of 1999 conspicuously absent from the headlines -- the enemy has struck first, a serious blow, but not necessarily fatal . . . if, that is, we ALL choose to wake up, look up and speak up.

Damn, sign me up!

My obsession with chemtrails is quite understandable when you consider I've been reading and writing conspiracy literature for the last five years. It was pointed out by somebody -- David Icke, I think -- that a conspiracy with a "real"-world objective must eventually break the surface and become visible to achieve its goal. Obviously the conspirators must choose carefully, opting for that moment when the balance of power is most lopsided in their favor. That moment, I believe, is now. When the chemtrail campaign broke the surface last year, I was relieved in a way. Here for everyone with eyes to see was evidence of conspiracy on a massive scale. A year later I am feeling rather demoralized. The open eyes and open minds among us are so very few. Evidently the conspirators were counting on this. Should a New World Order (read "global fascist tyranny") actually materialize, then we really have no one to blame but ourselves. Should it not, then great, we can just putter on our way to complete environmental degradation sometime in the coming decades. Either way it couldn't hurt to look up once in a while.