My Life in A Faraday Cage

A Conversation Among Friends

This conversation took place about a year into the Covid ¨crisis¨, when Covid insanity was in full swing…

Rachel…

Yesterday—as I am reminded whenever I venture out into the bizarre remnants of brick and mortar in-person commerce—an interaction with some masked proprietors underscored how increasingly fearful, addled and nonsensical the masses are, bereft of reasoning and any semblance of common sense.

SCENE: a small mom & pop outdoor operation selling soil amendments. Diana wanting to buy some bags of soil conditioner and me wanting to find out about the range of products they were selling. My kind of candy store 🙂

The husband could not keep his hands off his mask, pulling it up and adjusting it constantly as he talked. I was asking questions about his products, getting mostly incomprehensible snippets of “science” in response, with frequent interjections that he had been a Navy Seal. After at least ten, maybe fifteen minutes of conversation we found hard to follow, as he continued to try to adjust his mask, I said “you don’t have to wear that for us.” He asked me to repeat what I said, and when I did you could see the wheels turning in his head. It was a deer-in-the-headlights moment, seeming as though he hadn’t even realized that Diana and I were not masked. Outside, in the fresh air, he abruptly told us we had to leave: “It’s the law—I could be fined $9000!” When Diana said she had a medical exemption she could show him, he shook his head and said, “do you know how many people have died?” and started in about deaths in nursing homes. Diana said we’d get back in the truck and pay from there, but the wife who was clearly bent out of shape (said something we couldn’t follow about being attacked), told us no and then asked if we had a cell phone. One non sequitur after another. Our “no” response to the cell phone question seemed to tweak her even more. Diana asked if she would take her money if she put a mask on and the woman said yes. Diana put a mask on and handed her $100. We sat in the truck at least another ten minutes while we waited for change. It took this woman two trips back and forth to their off-limits shop, as well as a side conversation with another (masked) customer, to bring her $25 in change. First, a $20 bill, then after handing it to her, and looking confused, said she needed to go back for $5 more. The husband, meanwhile, started in again about when he was a Navy Seal. 


Beyond surreal. It feels ever-closer to a full-on lunatic asylum out there. They were old enough to have gotten their shots. Is that a factor? Or is it just the mind-numbing propaganda causing this insanity? Glimpses of the zombie apocalypse.


This old parable comes to mind almost daily now… 

THERE WAS ONCE a wise king who ruled over a vast kingdom. He was loved for his justice, mercy, and kindness. Now in the heart of the city, there was a well with pure and crystalline waters from which the king and all the inhabitants drank. When all were asleep, three witches entered the city and poured seven drops of a strange liquid into the well. They said that henceforth all who drink this water shall become mad.

The next day, all the people drank of the water, but not the king. And the people began to say, “The king is mad and has lost his reason. Look how strangely he behaves. We cannot be ruled by a madman, so he must be dethroned.”

The king grew very fearful, for his subjects were preparing to rise against him. He had a difficult choice: risk being destroyed by his beloved subjects or drink from the poisoned well and become mad like them. So that evening, he ordered a golden goblet to be filled from the well, and he drank deeply. The next day, there was great rejoicing among the people, for their beloved king had finally regained his reason.

More and more, this looks to be our choice. Will enough of us refuse to drink the water to keep human reasoning intact?

Luke´s response…

I’m glad that I don’t have to deal with that shit here.

For funzies I decided to go full blown tin-foil-hat style and had a full body suit made of metallic silver mesh from part of my EMF bed canopy.

This is of course for reduction of microwave radiation. It seems to work pretty well too. With the face screen, long sleeves and EMF socks I am fully covered with radio frequency shielding material.

Silver metallic mesh under layer of clothing intended to block radio frequency radiation.

I wear a base layer of clothing to keep the metallic material off of my skin. This helps keep sweat off the metal material which could corrode or soil it. It also provides a layer between my skin and metal, which I figure is better for my skin´s microbiome.

My daily attire for a month.

I wear clothing over the suit, so I don’t look totally insane (just mostly insane). Only the face screen and sleeves are visible. I can pull up the sleeves if I need to use my hands. If I lived in the US I might order some gloves but it would be challenging to get that here with customs and bureaucracy.

Does this work? I can take my ED88TPlus Meter and put it under my face screen and take a radio frequency reading. Then if I lift the face screen up, leaving the meter exposed, the radiation level jumps up noticeably. So it seems to block some radio frequency radiation. Does the material act as a shield or an antenna? I don´t know, I have not found as explanation as to why metal can both function as shielding and an antenna for radio frequencies. I tend to believe that this clothing probably protects from microwaves/radio waves but makes you more conductive to electrical fields. So if you are in an electrified environment, within an electrical field (i.e. using a computer, using electronics, near a power cord, close to electrical wires, etc) , wearing this suit may actually worsen biological effects. I wear the loony-suit when in civilization (near cell phones, WiFi, etc.) or near cell phone towers. I don´t wear it out in nature and I try to wear it as little as possible. At night, I take it off and sleep in my EMF canopy covered tent when staying in or near a city.

I have tried the following EMF clothing items.

Pants and Shirt

Anti Wave Leggings – these tore very easily after about 3 months of use. I mended them many times but they just ripped again shortly after I sewed them up. The material is very thin and weak.

Silverell Pants – these lasted a lot longer than the Anti Wave Leggings, as the base fabric is much stronger. Unfortunately the shielding performance was non existent after a year of use. Corresponding shirt.

The shielding properties don´t seem to last long with these fabrics, even though I washed them by hand in plain water, without soap. The silver seems to wear off in less than a year of constant use. I suspect that washing significantly accelerates the reduction of performance much quicker. For the cost of these items I would like them to last 3-5 years.

The full body suit featured in the photos above only lasted about a month before the silver coating had worn off of the base threads.

If I was going to buy more EMF clothing I would try something with solid silver threads, not the silver coated nylon. I would make my own clothing from the most durable high performance material that I could find.

People can interpret the outfit how they like:

• They can think I’m making fun of their mask wearing with my mosquito net outfit (I don’t wear a diaper on my face like the Covidiot sheep).
• They can think I’m crazy (while they’re the ones carrying microwave transmitters [i.e. cell phones] in their pockets or holding them up against their heads).
• Maybe they’ll think I’m afraid of bugs or have some strange illness.
• Perhaps I’m part of a cult (not the Covidian cult). This in a country where the national religion is Catholicism. Oh my god!
• Or I’m retarded and don’t realize that my mosquito net outfit won’t stop the alleged coronavirus. But of course their non-rated non-sealed mask that likely performs worse than a N95 (rated for particulate sizes of 300 nanometers or bigger) will, of course, stop an imaginary phantom virus that is 120 nanometers or smaller…
• Or I’m in mourning for a loved one (and part of a cult).
• I’m an artist!
• Or I have some new high tech protection outfit that stops all microbial activity dead!

Maybe I’m giving people too much credit. Most humans don’t think that deeply.

I get a few smiles but mostly looks of confusion. Some seem afraid or concerned. Some are polite and friendly. But definitely lots of staring.

I figure if I fly my “freak flag”, that should do a good job of eliminating social interactions that are a waste of time (and probably most that would have been nice too).

So I figure, when the world gets weird, I’ll just get weirder. And if they ask me about my get up, I’ll just give them a Spanish translation of this meme:

I figure there’s no reason to try to blend in, I’ll let the chasm widen. At this point social acceptance is of little relevance to me. I’ll live as a king alone in my castle.

Woot! Woot!

(note: I have not actually found compelling evidence for the existence of a new deadly virus called SARS COV-2, so the above meme is not exactly reflective of how I see things. The meme does show the bizarre illogic of those who believe in vaccine theory. The mRNA injections designed to alter DNA and impair healthy bodily function are the danger and cause of disease as evidenced by Pfizers own internal documents.)

Rachel´s reply…

Luke, that’s really funny. You must already seem a madman to the locals, but they can easily chalk it up to gringo loco. 

It’s gonna be you and the cockroaches surviving when the end is truly nigh. So how do you reconcile finding your tribe and creating community with living as a king alone in your castle?

xox

Luke´s response…

I haven’t got that far.

Maybe I can convince some young naive girl to believe in the imaginary invisible death rays from the sky that are killing ALL OF LIFE ON EARTH!

Then she and I can wear our funny clothes and eat the cockroaches.

Rachel´s reply…

Even funnier 🙂

Luke´s response…

I had some friends that were pro-choice. They used to go to these pro-life rallies, posing as pro-life demonstrators. They would take pro-life arguments and make these crazy over-the-top signs (stuff about sinners burning in hell, really graphic images and totally nuts rhetoric). It totally alienated the pro-life demonstrators from the public and made them look like nutters in the local newspaper. It’s not an issue that I’m passionate about but it sounded like some good fun.

I am trying to remember the signs from those pro-life rallies but I can’t. Though the newspaper clippings on the wall from those protests were great home deco. I’d like to think the signs were something inherently confusing and incoherent, such as…

Intense religious rhetoric: SATAN’S SPAWN BURNS IN HELL! (imagine flame font for the word “hell.”)

Then add a photoshopped image of aborted fetuses engulfed in flames.

This way the passerby is confused about whether the person holding the sign is suggesting that aborted fetuses are “Satan spawn” burning or something else…

See how many circuits you can fry with messaging like that! 🙂

This reminds me of some of the extra curricular activities of my college days. Mind you I never actually attended University, I was too smart for that. Rather I took advantage of the many resources (bolted down and not) that are widely available on college campuses for terror campaigns targeted against the local despotic class. But those stories are not the subject of today. Keeping with the theme of the pro-life rally model as an opportunity for détournement, we shall discuss the war in Afghanistan.

Remember these yellow ribbon “Support Our Troops” car magnets that were everywhere when the war in Afghanistan started? Well, my cronies and I made a habit of “collecting” them from cars, often while in moving traffic on our bikes. One particular refrigerator at a friend’s house became the collection point for such magnets. After the fridge had reached full capacity with front and sides completely covered with said magnets, one member of our cabal had the brilliant flash of an idea. He took off all 50 or so magnets from the fridge and stacked them on the table. Then he pulled out a sharpie marker and began to embellish the magnets with messages like: “Kill Sand Niggers,” “Nuke Dune Coons,” and so on. We all contributed our best racial epithets. That day, I was proud of my country for the first time. For only in America is such a diverse array ethnic insults culturally available to the average person. We were doing our part to express the true American spirit behind such car decorations. What followed over the next few days was finding new homes for these magnets. Since we didn’t know where to find the exact vehicles from which we had purloined the magnets, we decided that a general class of vehicle would suffice: the luxury SUV. While not a sociologically exact demographic match, it was sufficiently precise enough for our purposes. What followed was several days of cars sporting the upgraded magnets around town…

I did hear about Sarah’s antics with wearing a penis-mask at the food COOP because of mask requirements. I also heard about how the COOP determined the penis to be inappropriate. Then Sarah used underwear as the substitute. Highly entertaining. 🙂

When the world gets weird, let’s get weirder!

Maybe someone can make a coronavirus outfit (any takers? Charlie?) and chase people around downtown with a spray bottle of water labeled “Corona Virus Culture” and see how long it takes for our friend COVI-the-Virus to get hauled off to jail…..COVI: “But microbes are good for you officer! Your microbiome or whatever.” Cop: “Shut up faggot!” (Punch, kick, etc.) It could make an excellent-short-lived-banned-viral-Youtube-video. “COVI-the-Virus Assaulted by Police Officers.”

Enjoy the week ladies and gentlemen (sorry no hormone imbalanced non-gender specific politically correct bizarre confused personal pronouns offered here).

Luke

The Year of Our Lord, 2021, Zombie Apocalypse: Day 396.

P.S

Since we’re on the topic of humor, an entertaining COVID video:

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