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Monday, 20 October 2025

ANOTHER OLD MOVIE

While I’m going on about old movies, today I’m re-watching Blade Runner again. The original one, from 1982, directed by Ridley Scott and based on the book by Philip K Dick. It stars Harrison Ford, still looking fairly young, as this was only five years on from the original Star Wars.

It is a very dark movie, but it’s so well done that it’s absolutely engrossing. In 1982 some of those scenes must have been quite mind boggling. In fact many of them still are.



The movie is full of classic quotes. They are not so much quotes as samples now, because they have since appeared in music videos and other movies. Classic lines like Leon the replicant saying “Let me tell you about my mother” are right up there with Dirty Harry asking “Do you feel lucky, punk?” 

 One of the final scenes, Rutger Hauer's final monologue, has been described as "perhaps the most moving death soliloquy in cinematic history".

It was set in what must have seemed like a bleak distant future back in 1982 - 2019. A scary dark future world. The scariest thing about 2019 from the current viewpoint of 2025, is that we now look back to it as the last year of a sort happy innocent pre-covidhoax era, before everything got well and truly screwed up.

Predictably the more recent sequel staring Ryan Gossling, “Blade Runner 2049” (2017) by comparison, is unimaginative, slow moving, boring, and depressing. It’s not so much that it’s particularly bad if it was an original stand alone movie, but the big issue is that it copies every last detail from the original, and brings almost nothing new to the table. 

In 35 years it seems to have not moved forward a single day from the vision of the future from 1982. So it’s a sad letdown compared with the amazing original.


I’ve long been a big fan of Philip K Dick, and despite the fact that these days I’m asking questions like “did he have deeper motivations for the dark visions he described?”, I still think the original Blade Runner was a spectacular and visionary movie that was decades ahead of it’s time and truly original.

Sunday, 19 October 2025

A DIFFERENT WORLD


Most of the movies I watch are fairly old. The main reason for that is because modern movies are all utter crap. 


Yesterday I looked at a list of the top 100 movies so far in 2025 by box office returns. There was only one movie this year I’ve seen or even had any desire to see – F1 staring Brad Pitt. 

It was fairly entertaining with some good action scenes, but it was also too long at times, and the acting was fairly predictable and average. It was pretty good but is often compared unfavorably to the earlier F1 movie "Rush" (2013) staring Chris Hemsworth and Daniel Brühl, which arguably had a better plot and only cost a fraction of the amount to make.


The other 99 movies in the list all look totally lame and gay, so much so that I would probably pay money to not have to watch most of them, and if there was even one other movie I actually did want to see, I’d just find a torrent and download a copy, as I did with F1.

Here is the Top 20 - what a bunch of crap! And it gets even worse from Snow White down to 100th place...


So it really isn’t a mystery why the movie industry is losing so much money. They spend hundreds of millions making boring woke crap, that very few people actually pay to see. The real mystery is why they appear to be so clueless about how to provide entertainment - what are they really up to?

Part of the attraction of watching old movies, apart from the fact that some of them are light years better than anything that has come out in the past 10 years, is to be able to visit different worlds. Ones without computers, or cell phones, or an internet.

In movies made before 1985, (yes, only 40 years ago) there was no digital crap at all. Nobody had it, nobody wanted it, there were entire realities functioning without it. Yesterday I re-watched Magnum Force staring Clint Eastwood from 1973. It’s an entertaining classic, and some of it is pretty awesome.


I’m fully confident that in 50 years time, nobody is going to be watching any movies from 2025 and using words like “awesome”. 

Either the future will be so totally crap that enslaved subservient humanity won’t even understand concepts like “awesome”, or it will actually be an awesome future. In which case they will look back at the movies from 2025 and wonder why anyone even bothered to make them.

Despite feeling a bit daunted sometimes, I’m still aspiring to option two, the awesome future. And avoiding seeing any crappy modern movies is part of how to avoid the horrible futures they endlessly depict.

Saturday, 18 October 2025

FIRST DAY OF LIMITED INTERNET

I was expecting to be hanging out to see online stuff, especially cryptos, after nearly 24 hours with no internet, but the truth is I didn’t even really want to plug in the connection and felt relieved not to be looking at all that crap.

I never even did a half hour session to try that out, but instead decided to make it only one internet session a day, for a maximum of one hour.

I didn’t seem to suffer the cravings of an addiction withdrawal, but more like the relief of removing a butt plug (I presume).

 

When I finally did get around to doing my hour of internet in the evening, I was quite excited to start my timer and see how it would go. It was fine, and I got all the essentials done.

Next I'm planning to do an internet checklist to help me whiz through all my more essential internet jobs in one hour each day without forgetting any.

Quick blog post, tick! 


 

 

Friday, 17 October 2025

INTERNET FREEDOM

Information overload has long been an ongoing problem, but this year it seems even more excessive than usual. Despite being totally burned out from the endless inflow of data, I seem to be compelled to keep looking at it, endlessly searching for the missing link. 

At the start of this week I decided to make some positive changes, and I could see straight away where most of my flow of exhausting negative input was coming from, but I have always seemed to avoid facing up to it.

The internet is my main problem. It can be a very useful tool, but it’s starting to feel like a giant sewage pipe pumping crap straight into my mind, and for some reason I have become addicted to that inflow. 

Today I woke up with a new plan to put the internet back in it’s place as a tool, and stop it taking over my life. It’s a very basic plan that only took about two seconds to implement.

Before starting up my computer I unplugged the internet connection. My plan is to leave the internet unplugged most of the time, and also to permanently stop using WIFI.


 

I now have a digital timer on my desk, set to one hour. That is the maximum amount of time I want to spend connected to the internet on any given day. So when I plug my internet connection back in and start my timer, it’s safe to say I won’t have much time to piss about looking at distractions like YouTube or Facebook.

And if anything is going to take up much time, I plan to download it and look at it offline, or in the case of something like a blog post, to write it offline, and then quickly upload it during my connected time.

Thursday, 16 October 2025

ARE YOU CROOKED?

This documentary, highlighting the effects of aluminium, mainly coming from "vaccines", is fascinating - once you start seeing crooked faces, they are everywhere!
 

You can watch it on Rumble  - https://rumble.com/v1zpbms-are-you-crooked.html 

There is a webpage for it here - https://www.forrestmaready.com/are-you-crooked/ 

It came out in 2017 but there is still an old Facebook page for it here -  https://www.facebook.com/areyoucrooked

 


Wednesday, 15 October 2025

FUDPORN FREE

 Yesterday I decided to shift to a more positive focus, and stop looking at so much fudporn. They say Rome wasn't built in a day, and I have made a shift but it certainly isn't finished yet.


At one point I found myself almost looking at an in depth analysis of a deep state conspiracy. But instead I watched some old TV shows by an English comedian called Harry Enfield from the 90's.

I had never seen him before, and his character of a South African pharmacist who keeps embarrassing his customers by going on about their suppositories and sexually transmitted diseases totally cracked me up.

Check this out: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x9DhuyudQQg
 


Tuesday, 14 October 2025

CONSPIRACY THEORIES


Back in 1992 (Yes, 33 years ago!), I had a long conversation with a guy who seemed to have a lot of strange and paranoid views about all sorts of stuff. Most of what he was saying was new to me, but for some reason I found it all fascinating.


We had started off discussing performance enhancing drugs in cycling (PEDS), and then got onto a whole range of other topics. At that stage I had never even heard the term "conspiracy theorist" and it was more than a decade before I realised that discussion had sewn seeds in my mind that later took me down the same path.

How he knew so much back in 1992, in a largely pre-internet world, is beyond me. I was familiar with PEDS because I'd seen them first hand in cycling, and also because I'd read a lot about the history of the Tour de France, which is littered with thinly disguised references to drug use.

Some great undisguised quotes came from five times tour winner Jacques Anquetil (1957,61,62,63,& 64) who actually said all of the following:

"You can't ride the Tour de France on mineral water"

 "You'd have to be an imbecile or hypocrite to imagine that a professional cyclist who rides 235 days a year can hold himself together without stimulants"

 "For 50 years bike racers have been taking stimulants. Obviously we can do without them in a race, but then we will pedal 15 miles an hour (instead of 25). Since we are constantly asked to go faster and to make even greater efforts, we are obliged to take stimulants"

"Leave me in peace, everybody takes dope"

 
Beyond that, the only "conspiracy" topic I knew much about was the dangers of "vaccines", mainly from having read a couple of books exposing what was really going on with those.
 
Here is a list of 37 books warning about the death jabs ("vaccines") published between 1889 and 1991.
 

 I did go on to read some more books about other "conspiracies", but it wasn't until I got an internet connection in 1998 that I really started looking into things myself and doing a bunch of research. 
 
In those relatively early days the internet was filled with good information, in a way that the controlled internet of 2025 is not. The key thing being that it was actually quite easy to find a lot of the information that is now so carefully buried in utter crap.

I started out pretty keen to share the information ("conspiracies") that I learned about, but over the years I learned just how many people not only don't want to question what they have been programed to believe, but also how angry they get about anyone discussing it.

So I have tended to share more stuff online than in person, but even so, during the giant covidhoax, as society completely split in two, I became increasingly antisocial, (and I wasn't very social to begin with). The sad truth is, I became quite repulsed by "normies" and wanted nothing more to do with them.


Over the past quarter of a century I've very seldom encountered anyone who I would consider "more of a conspiracy theorist" than myself. I'm used to people only going so far, and then drawing their line in the sand. For example they typically might be fully onboard with "covid is a giant scam", but they get a bit edgy with "lots of celebs are trannies".

Being a "conspiracy theorist" has at least two major drawbacks:

1. To a certain extent it limits your social circle to only about 20% of the population. In general society you have to button your lip, saying nothing that disagrees with the brainwashed normie's moronic delusions. Or you constantly create anger and enemies. So for an introvert like me it's easier to just avoid all social interaction.
 

2. The other less widely discussed one is that it can leave you in a negative and defeated mindset. Once you have repeatedly seen that the majority of the population are mind controlled sheeple, who will follow the herd every time, and seemingly never learn anything, it gets really hard to have a positive outlook. Which is unhealthy and dysfunctional.

 

In an attempt to reduce that, I have been drawing my own lines in the sand...

Last night I listened to a guy who has been down most of the same rabbit holes I have, talking about a bunch of them, and was surprised to realise that I've been deliberately drawing lines in the sand for some subjects myself. Sort of like a normie!

I don't disagree with most of what he said, because I know there is a strong basis to support it all, and he had clearly done the research. But if I constantly hold all those beliefs as certainties, it is going to mess my headspace up even more than I already have done.

One of my coping mechanisms is to say "yes I do think evil globalist powers are attempting to take over the entire world, with a specific plan to kill most of us and enslave the remainder" while at the same time saying "their plans (including Agenda 2030) are deeply flawed, and while they are very cunning, they are also deeply degenerate, and that will lead to their own downfall".

Much as I wish I had some sort of practical plan to defeat evil and create a better world, the truth is we are all at our own levels in this giant game, and while I have a pretty good track record with all this conspiracy stuff, if I don't hold some degree of positivity in mind, I'm not strong enough to deal with it all.

Yes, I think we are in deep shit and we have less than five years to turn this globalist plan around. And no, I don't think most normies are ever going to learn or resist anything.

But at the same time I can see that in order to defeat them it is essential that we first hold in mind that defeating them is actually possible. It's a difficult balancing act, but we can do it. 

Why are we being constantly spoon fed "end is nigh" programing, not just from the mainstream media, but possibly even more so by the so called "alternative" media? 

My feeling at this point is that personally I've been out of balance, too focused on how bad things are getting, and not seeing enough possibilities. So my best plan today is switch to a more positive focus. Writing this blog post is my first step. 

Monday, 13 October 2025

THAT WAS BIGTIME



It is increasingly looking like the crypto crash on Friday was one of the biggest financial heists ever pulled off.

The markets dropped by around US$20 billion in less than one day, and insider traders such as Blackrock essentially stole at least half of that, primarily from retail investors.


Donald Trump was certainly playing a front-line role in this massive financial crime, but big exchanges like Binance were a huge part of it as well. 


As expected, despite the scale of this crime being absolutely massive, the controlled internet is covering up what just happened very well, and is still at this stage managing to convince most people that all this was all just a bunch of random coincidences. 

Here is a new video from "Crossing the Rubicon" that covers it all very well: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F4jAE4d88x0&t=301s

It will be interesting to see if the massive scope of this crime, clearly carried out by the US government under the control of their globalist controllers, is widely exposed, or swept under the rug. 

Sunday, 12 October 2025

A HARD CRASH


The crypto crash on Friday was quite spectacular. Trump's handlers (Blackrock) roll out their orange puppet when they really want to shake up the markets.


The previous biggest crypto crash of all time took place in 2021, and it was a drop in market value of US$1.5 billion in 24 hours. This crash was approximately US$19 billion in 2 hours, so more than 10x the size in just 1/12 of the time.

Blackrock are manipulating the markets constantly,  which they can do easily because they own such a massive slice of cryptos that they can buy and sell large enough chunks of any coin they want to trade, and pretty much control the prices.

But every once in a while they want to really shake things up fast, and one of their tactics is to roll out Captain Chump for some WWF style theatrics. For the second time this year he did the "massive tariffs on China" call. It worked pretty well last time, but this time was even more spectacular.

And for their next shakeup they will probably use a variation of the "WW3" story again, because that is an old favourite that never seems to run out of steam.

As well as making all the usual gradual market gains from their manipulations, on Friday Trump/Blackrock raked in billions of dollars of rapid gains. This 12 minute video explains what has just taken place:  

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oAHslPspqoY


 

 

 

 

 

Saturday, 11 October 2025

DO DRUGS GO WITH THAT BICYCLE?

DO DRUGS GO WITH THAT BICYCLE?

BACK IN THE 90’S WE WERE A BIT MORE HARDCORE

When a friend said she remembered Cuba Street, Wellington as being “bohemian” in 97, and I laughed and said that by 97 it had already become a safe space for office dwellers to visit and pretend they were living dangerously.

And then I dug out my “Cuba Street 92” calendar from my treasure trove – all of these photos are from that and were taken in 91. When we opened our bike shop “Cycle Services” in 1991, Cuba Street was not just where you went for a grunty coffee or some second hand stuff, it was also the first place to go to for drugs and prostitutes.

Now I’ll go on about drugs a bit here. I was new to all this scene, and to me “drugs” basically meant smoking some pot or maybe spotting some oil.

As a cyclist I was pretty familiar with ephedrine which was actually still legal in NZ in 91 and was very popular, used as a sort of everyday speed. When it was outlawed it just went underground like all the other drugs.

Most people use coffee for the same purpose now. And coffee in Cuba St was said to be some of the strongest in the world.

The first time I walked in on a drug deal my eyes nearly popped out of my head. A respectable looking man in a suit with a large brief case had it open and was discussing bulk pricing with a couple of our bike shop customers on the huge range of drugs that he had samples of.

Apart from pot, the popular one in Wellington in those days was acid. But you could buy anything you wanted really, including heroin. I was told the cocaine was a rip off in NZ, and that was why nobody here was much into it.

What Wellington was infamous for in 91 was glue sniffers. And sometimes Cuba St was like zombie dawn of the dead. Bloody glue sniffers everywhere, staggering about, holding their plastic bags and drooling.

Some of the people on the street were fairly tough, and just up the road was the BP’s (Black Power) who ran a tinny house ($20 foil wrapped servings of pretty average pot). But you didn’t take photos of the BP’s, you casually crossed the road when you saw them coming, so there are no photos of them here!

This was in the days before digital cameras, and mobile phones had only just come out. They cost $3000 and were the size of a brick. This next photo was taken in front of the second hand book shop next door to us (note our Cycles Peloton sign in the top left). And the poor guy in the photo was stabbed to death a few months later…

Our neighbours on the other side were Midnight Espresso, the legendary coffee shop, and this is a young Geoff Marsland (Havana Coffee Works) in our doorway

Although I did have a camera, I didn’t take many photos because buying film and developing it was expensive. Part of why I started taking thousands of photos when I got my first digital camera a decade later is because I knew just what I had missed getting photos of back in the early 90’s. And some of them would have been quite something.

I guess this is all looks like a window back to an old forgotten time now, but as a young and impressionable goober, this was the environment that shaped me. And even now I’m partly still a guy from old time Cuba St, rather than an over the hill computer addict.

When I hear millennials getting offended by lame bullshit I wish I could push a button and transplant them to Cuba Street in 91. It was an amazing place, but some of them might just have gotten their whingeing faggy heads smacked in…

Those were awesome times back in the days before computers.

And getting “offended” wasn’t that viable an option

All photos taken by Barry Thomas