Living the Lie
I’ve been told for ages that recycling is a total scam. I read recently that there have been hundreds of civilian experiments where everyday Joes (and some investigative groups) put GPS trackers in recycling bins to see where the crap actually ends up. Invariably, it does not go where we are told it goes. Rather, it ends up in landfills, incinerators, or even shipped overseas to countries like Malaysia or Indonesia, where it’s often dumped or burned instead of recycled. For instance, a 2023 ABC News investigation placed dozens of GPS trackers in plastic recycling bags across the U.S., finding that many were simply trashed in landfills, with less than 10% of global plastic waste actually getting recycled according to UN data.
Similarly, Greenpeace’s 2022 Plastic Recycling Investigation used trackers on items from major retailers like Walmart and Target, revealing that much of the “recycled” plastic from U.S. households was exported and ended up in illegal dumpsites abroad. In San Diego, a CBS 8 viewer experiment in 2024 taped an Apple AirTag to a plastic bottle, only to watch it journey straight to a local landfill within hours. And the Basel Action Network has tracked e-waste recyclables since 2014, showing that many end up in toxic export markets rather than being responsibly processed.
Maybe this isn’t the case with every scrap we drop into a blue or green bin (that’s what they’re called in Canada, not sure about anywhere else), and maybe there is some explainable reason why these experiments keep proving the recycle mania to be another psyop ruse. Maybe the experiments themselves are part of a counterploy to make all of us shrews lose our minds. Whatever it is, it is annoying.
I bring all of this up not to let you know that recycling could be a scam (I’m sure you already know that) but instead to point out that no one really cares. If everyone knew, without a doubt, that their recycled garbage never got recycled—and didn’t argue with that fact—they would still separate their “recyclables” from their usual garbage and dutifully put it all in the blue bin, knowing damn well it went to the same landfill a couple of miles away where everything else is going. They believe they are good people, and this is why. They live the lie because that is what good people do.
The same way of thinking applies to the mask nonsense during the damndemic. People really didn’t care if it was helping anyone, but it was the thing any decent person would do (wear a mask) because most people thought it was protecting their neighbour. So, of course, wear one, even if you weren’t one of those people. Apparently, you don’t have to believe the lie to live it. And obviously, when the jab entered the market, the same “logic” applied. “Do your civic duty!” they would exclaim. “Save grandma, and get the vax!” Even though it had nothing to do with saving anyone, let alone grandma. If anyone out there thought it was, then the decent thing to do was to comply.
All of us shrews ran around like our snouts had been cut off. “Educate the sheep!” we were yelling. “Wake them up!!” I hate to tell you, fellow shrew-sters, it would not have mattered one iota if they were awake or informed—they still would have lived the lie, donning masks and offering arms for the jabs.
But why? A sane person may ask. Because mom and dad said so. And no one tells mom and dad to take a hike, unless, of course, they were not decent children.
But where did this odd perception come from: that the government—and basically all authority—represent mom and dad? Oh my, what a question! It certainly isn’t obvious, and I do not think it came about organically. Something was forced. By whom?—a sane person may ask.
Gee, I wonder.
This is one reason I have become a firm believer in the “agenda.” None of this weird stuff we are seeing regarding the sheep mentality, came about all on its own. However, it certainly is based on organic human psychology. Deeply embedded in all human psyches are the archetypes for parents, loving and otherwise, originally as trusted authorities. And down there you will also find the dutiful child archetype that does no wrong, so parents will be proud, rewarding them with love and affection. In this case, as well as in some real parent/child dynamics, the love isn’t real.
And if you wanted to be a good kid, you never told your parents “no.” You didn’t even ask them “why.” If you mustered up the nerve to do that, you typically got the response, “Because I said so.” And you left it at that. One day, during adolescence, you might have gotten a bit more defiant. But that won’t happen now. We are set in perpetual childhood. Perpetually playing the role of the good child.
In Jungian psychology, this reflects the shadow archetype of the parent—the darker, unconscious side where apparent benevolence masks manipulation, control, or even harm. This shadow often appears in fairy tales as endearing parental figures who only seem to love, luring the innocent into danger. Think of the witch in Hansel and Gretel, who builds a gingerbread house full of sweets to appear nurturing and maternal, only to reveal her true intent: to fatten and devour the children she attracts. Or the evil stepmother in Snow White, who poses as a caring guardian, but is driven by jealousy and deception, offering a poisoned apple under the guise of kindness. These stories warn of the illusory love from authority figures, where affection is a tool for domination, much like how modern “parental” institutions dangle security and approval to enforce compliance.
And this all has been going on a long time—the agenda training people, starting with children, to be dutiful to authority. Remember Edward Bernays, Sigmund Freud’s nephew (no kidding), whose seminal 1928 work Propaganda took the public relations world by storm. Bernays, often called the “father of public relations,” drew on his uncle’s psychoanalytic insights to pioneer techniques for manipulating public opinion on a massive scale, treating the masses as irrational and easily swayed by unconscious desires. He famously engineered campaigns like “Torches of Freedom,” convincing women that smoking cigarettes was a symbol of liberation, all to boost sales for tobacco companies.
This marked the beginning of systematic brainwashing in the modern world, where governments and corporations used media and advertising to shape behaviours, desires, and loyalties—essentially reprogramming society to “live the lie” of consumerism and compliance as paths to fulfillment. Fast-forward to today, and Bernays’ methods have evolved into the sophisticated propaganda machines behind everything from political narratives to pandemic responses, fostering a sheep-like obedience to authority figures who promise love, safety, and virtue in exchange for blind adherence, even when the rewards are as illusory as a fairy-tale gingerbread house.
And then you have the politicians and figures of authority themselves, putting on the ubiquitous mask of benevolence—the loving mother and loving father. Sometimes, they present tough love, as Fauci did, relentlessly reminding us of the sacrifices we all must make to save the world from the evil virus. Or figures like Joe Biden and Barack Obama, always presenting with a smile, love in their eyes, maybe, when appropriate, a tear on their cheek. Wise, benevolent, caring, thoughtful, nice as can be. Who wouldn’t see them all as parent figures?
Then comes along grumpy Trump—the antithesis of this benevolent image, cast as the evil parent. Nasty, vulgar, definitely not nice. He shatters the illusion of sweetness. But is this really true? Sure, his personality isn’t one that fits the archetype whose tooth sparkles when they open their mouth, but nothing he actually has done fits the evil parent set out to devour their children.
No, the true devourers are the ones with the honeyed words and hidden fangs, lulling the sheep into a false sense of security while the agenda tightens its grip. Us shrews? We see the strings on the puppets, the shadows behind the smiles. It’s time to bite back—or risk becoming the next fairy-tale casualty, forever living the lie in a world that devours the unwary.