Just like no gematria guru is decoding the Super Bowl in depth yet (you need to wait until the playoff teams are finalized so you know how the identical numbers for multiple teams need to be forced into a narrative), nobody is talking about the Rob Reiner Effect. Except me. And now is a good time to recap my gematria and misinformation origin story.
I was about 17 years old when I admitted to myself that math and science made sense to me. That not only did the content make sense, but the process of structuring my thoughts to make better conclusions from a set of complex data made sense. I developed truly independent thinking and really didn’t like being forced to “jump on the bandwagon” or “keep up with the Joneses”. I also learned not to be a dick. Not because it was a holy text that told me, but just because that also made sense. I also learned that entertainment media was sneaking in cultural and social issues and I learned a lot more about life from them than a classroom.
Also interesting and ironic that it was mid 50 degrees Fahrenheit here yesterday when the temperature in the 70’s would have been more likely to be freezing, but I guess climate change is a hoax. But you’re a dickhead and a bad guy if you point that out to the wrong people. But that’s enough of a sidebar. If you need a classroom to tell you that seeing wasps flying around in the winter isn’t normal, I really don’t know what to say.
What I learned along the way with my structured thinking is that my memory is really good. And boy, do dishonest people hate that. Open antagonism and pointing out there wrong never worked, so I just kept it to myself for over 30 years. Relishing the chance to do smart person stuff on my own as things got worse and worse at work. Smart things like watching Jeopardy!. Where although I’m not astrophysics level smart I could excel at with my abundant pop culture reference points. And that’s when I encountered my Rob Reiner Effect moment. My, “WHAT THE FUCK DID I ACTUALLY JUST READ?!?” moment.
Long forgotten about now, her name was Cindy. She was a multiple day champion. Personable, knowledgeable, not as brash as some other long term champions. Somebody worth cheering for. A real life heroine instead of a comic book one, because as it turned out, Cindy was dying of cancer while her Jeopardy! run was being filmed. And she knew it, but it was her dream and the TV execs made it happen. Without making it about how great they were. It wasn’t even announced right away. But when it was I found out that.
She was supposedly an actress faking it because the Freemasons wanted to rig football games. Well, not directly that chain altogether all at once. But as I dug in with my superior to your average conspiracy theorist research skills, that’s what I found out. This is not ordinary level insulting. This is insulting on a thermonuclear scale. So after just a couple of weeks poking around I decided to give something back to the world I never truly fit into. A free education on what I learned and am still learning about misinformation and disinformation. Intellectually far more fulfilling than arguing with people about if middle 50 degrees Fahrenheit in December is normal and “Ok”.
And boy does that free part really piss off the scammers. It’s much easier to ride the wave of anti science and anti intellectual sentiment if you can legitimately point a finger at their monetization efforts. The goal is not to get more attention to myself. Nobody in the mainstream media is hunting me down for an interview. But what has happened is I’ve helped educate other educators. People who now talk about the right issues, for the right reasons and are willing to provide actual evidence based on reality instead of something like crisis actor Alex Jones style bullshit. People who are a lot smarter than me looking into practical solutions for fellow human beings because simply not being a dickhead is the right thing to do.
I’m not posting Trump’s Truth Social post about Reiner. That’s already spread all over. This is one of the biggest foot bullets in modern history. It’s one thing for one of the most powerful people on the planet to be disrespectful to the enemies. It’s at a whole new level of thermonuclear tonnage disrespectful to take a well known and beloved figure like Reiner and mercilessly assault his character at a time when your poll numbers show the disgust people have for you. But this is part of the malignant narcissist playbook. Trump was never brilliant or kind and as mental disease takes grip of the shattered remnants of his brain. He simply can’t take a few minutes break from being an asshole, much less not be an asshole for three more years.
And finally the Rob Reiner Effect has mobilized some in the Republican Party. Oh they’ve known he was bad news after the first term. But that was at a better time when occasionally someone could talk him down off a ledge. You know Don, maybe we should try to do something effective about the pandemic? Like maybe not start making stuff up about horse dewormers? Etc…. The Rob Reiner Effect. Another fracture that makes political survival look ahead to a future without the Conman in Chief. A blatant display of the character flaws that should have disqualified him a decade ago.
And the Rob Reiner Effect is not going to help the economy. We’ve already, by association as a country, proven we’re incapable of electing effective leadership. Let’s list a few ex friends. Canada. Mexico, Ukraine, France, oh hell everybody targeted by the tariff fiasco. Why would we expect anything better from a country that can elect a petulant and corrupt Republican replacement every four years? A country with an opposition party so weak and ineffective that the best we had to offer was a not mentally great Biden? America is not trustworthy, they’d rather insult Rob Reiner than actually be a team player. Let’s trade with China.
From the first Kingsman movie, just to throw in another pop culture reference and solidify that it’s all over entertainment media if you are paying attention.
Manners Maketh Man. And if you can’t let me finish my Guinness pint in peace, I’ll give you a lesson in manners. The hard way.
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