Stop Geo-Engineering

Words from the rally

Yesterday I gave a speech at what we think was the world’s first anti geo-engineering rally at Marble Arch in London. In front of the crowd I didn’t quite manage to remember everything I wanted to say and speak as fluently as I would have liked but what follows was the basis of my speech.

When Matt first asked me to speak here today I was reluctant. It is uncomfortable to speak out. It takes energy and time. People don't always like what you say. Maybe you don't know enough. Maybe you are not enough of an expert. If you get something wrong it can discredit you and some topics are considered crazy or taboo - like the idea that planes spray chemicals even though it is openly admitted that they do.

So let's begin with what we can agree on.

Many people, perhaps most, maybe everyone listening would agree that politicians sometimes lie.

Many people, perhaps most, maybe everyone listening would agree that the media does not always tell the truth.

Some of these lies result in wars in which millions of people are killed, injured and displaced.

Others deceits take the form of poisons that find their way into our water, our food, our arms, our children and our minds. They become medications that cause illness. It's possible to consume a number of impossible lies before breakfast.

Events of twenty-four years ago made me keenly aware of some of these lies. In trying to tell people I found that they were reluctant to listen. I also found other people with concerns of their own about other socially unacceptable or taboo subjects. If I was not going to be hypocritical I had to give those people a fair hearing. Unless people truly are crazy, then most of us do not become exercised about things unless there is something to be exercised about. Most of us do not shout fire in a crowded theatre. If someone was to point out that our home was on fire, we'd be inclined to believe them.

One day I was walking up the High Street in Oxford. On the pavement there was writing in chalk. Someone had written repeatedly, "Look up! Don't look up!" I guessed what it was about but I wasn't certain and read the slightly diffferent messages until I found confirmation. It was about chemtrails.

It was strange to see this subject emerge from the slightly unreal realm of the internet on to the ground beneath my feet.

But the truth does not come from above, it rises up from the streets in the form of stickers on lamp-posts, flyers at bus stops, yellow boards on street corners and in gatherings like this. If someone had gone to these lengths perhaps I needed to pay attention and take this subject seriously.

Some years later I was sitting outside on the grass and watching a plane make a trail. The person I was with asked me what I was looking at and I told them. They said "Oh You're not one of those people are you?"

Implicit in the question was that I would be lesser if I was - if I was a person who used my own eyes and ears and nose to assess what was going on instead of accepting conditioned ignorance from somebody who knew nothing about it. The scorn was for being one of those people who did not wait for liars to tell them what is true. It was condemnation without investigation.

I watched the lines in the sky multiply and dissipate and become a milky haze that reduced the sunlight. I learned of government operations that manipulated the weather including Operation Cumulus that flooded Lynmouth in Devon and killed 35 people in 1952. I learned of Operation Popeye that attempted to induce monsoons during the Vietnam War. It became clear that weather modification was openly and admittedly being used all over the world including in China for the Beijing Olympics and in the Middle East and the US to induce rain. It was also being used in more secretive operations such as HAARP.

I also learned that US government had experimented with toxic chemicals on residents of St. Louis and that the UK government performed similar tests, including with travellers on the London underground.

The mainstream media openly reports the plans of billionaires to dim the sun, but who are these people who decide that they can ration our sunlight? Must we go to them like Oliver Twist asking for more? Is sunlight to become a proposed aspect of reality privilege in a digital prison? Is it to be reserved for the rich whilst the rest of us live in the shadow of the towerblocks in our 15 minute cities unable to escape because the land outside has been rewilded with wolves?

We reject the plans of these flaccid feminised men. These men who covet worldly things like the poorest of paupers and yet style themselves as princes of the powers of the air. These spineless slug-like men who would corrupt this Eden paradise and make of it a hell by meddling with the sky and breaking our connection with the heavens.

These men who would geo engineer, literally make themselves as gods and re engineer the earth as though it required their interference. Men who would medicate the world without informed consent.

They have no more right to deny us sunlight than one fish has to deny another water or one dog to deny another its balk or its walk. And yet in recent years we have seen surfers removed from the sea and people from beaches for fear of the air. We have seen people acclimated to rationed daylight and hours of exercise.

Each and every one of us carries within us the spirit of our ancestors, coursing through our veins in the blood they continually seek to corrupt. We come from a line of people who survived machine gun fire, hails of bullets and arrows, and sword and steel and invasions on boats. We have survived cold winters and hot summers, feast and famine. They look to stymy and clot this spirit of survival and to make us dull and unresponsive like a people of living dead.

But what can we do about it?

We have to find again the courage to look the truth in the eye.

The truth is that the weather is being engineered and that we are being told that the climate is changing so that we accept restrictions on our movement, our lifestyles and our freedom.

It may be that we have a harder task than our ancestors in their fight for survival because our task is to open people's minds and change their minds. Raising awareness is the solution to the problems we face because all of the plans to restrict us require our belief and our consent. Informed people will reject them.

We must find the courage to raise the subject when we are moved to and when we are called to. We must speak even when we are reluctant.

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