Action Over Panic

It's Wednesday, January 17th, and the 'Doomsday Clock' moved forward 2 minutes today because of the twin nuclear threats of North Korea and Iran, and also for the first time, because of the threat of sudden climate change.

This morning I was in Wal-mart and I looked up to see 100 plus TVs all showing previews for Al Gore's "An Inconvenient Truth". I had such an eerie feeling of being subtly warned by even Walmart about how the next ice age could happen at any time now.

But that's not new. Everytime I comb the internet on my chemtrail hunts, I find scientists, organizations, even governmental agencies talking about global warming and what it could potentially lead to. There are failsafe programs being implemented as I write, in areas that you would never think of, all without a pause in thought. It's as though it's just another fact in our lives, as though if we follow some strategy or some plan it will all remain 'normal'. But it's anything but, with our Nation's security in jeopardy and now, especially, with conspicuous white lines crisscrossing the skies, right in front of everyone.

All this afternoon the fading blue skies above me were barraged with long white snaking jet plumes, in every direction, that seemed to immediately fan out and blend in, until the skies were no longer blue. Instead, it had become a strange white bathtub of wispy chemtrails with long wide arms stretching everywhere. And even as the sun was setting, the spraying continued on, with fresh clean lines of 'contrails' boldly crossing the horizon. It was unnerving, it was so bold and 'in your face'. It did not help my mood one bit.

All afternoon I took dozens of pictures of the planes (or whatever they were, they were flying extremely fast and high), as a rising panic in my throat seemed to grip not only myself, but then my children as they returned home from school and saw the streaks overhead.

Not wanting to show my fear about the chemtrails, I gobbled a Valerian root capsule and blamed my irritability on broken appliances and my overdrawn bank account. Taking deep breaths and forcing calm thoughts into my head, I promised myself that I would spend this evening's research time hunting for the elusive Michigan connection, and in the meantime, I would put on a brave face for the kids.

After all, I reminded myself, what I saw today was REAL. It wasn't just commercial airline 'traffic' in the skies, not with the obvious thickening of the contrails and the simultaneous planes flying in all directions and at all angles. It was something else., and I have got to be able to find SOME link to what I saw today.

But inside I'm feeling like the world is falling apart and I'm somehow caught in the crosshairs, as being an American and living beneath the ever present chemtrails in the skies, is reason enough.

I have a mental image of a big old boat tipping in a vast ocean, many voices screaming in fear and everyone is holding onto the edge of the boat for dear life. I am in that boat, and I feel damned helpless about now.

Couple that with President Bush's absolutely reckless abuse of power involving Saddam Hussein's hanging, his unyielding occupation of Iraq and Afghanistan, and ultimately, his dismissal of the nuclear wielding President of Iran, and I think the boat is America.