Monday, July 18, 2022

Yellow Sun Bad? Another MKULTRA attack using weather maps


People are starting to notice some, uh, less-than-subtle psychological conditioning rearing its head in modern weather forecasting.

What was once the smiley, happy face of the sun letting us know we could strip off and run through the neighborhood sprinklers (when we were kids, please don’t do this as adults) has been replaced with the deepest, darkest red that corporate media graphics departments can create, designed to summon forth notions of hell on Earth.

Observe, back in 1995 – when “John Kettley was the weatherman, the weatherman, the weatherman” (and so was Michael Fish, pictured below) – a temperature of 30 degrees celsius was reflected with a gentle orange. That’s 86 degrees to you Americans. Or “sweater weather” if you’re in Arizona.

It wasn’t a deep orange. It wasn’t an offensive orange. It wasn’t even as orange as a former President freshly emerging from his tanning bed. No, by July 2022, the same temperatures (30 degrees), at the same time of year, are reflected with the most sinister red you could imagine.

I mean, at this point, why not just make >28 degrees solid black? (They will).

I’m grateful I’m not the only one who has noticed this of late.

A few, keen-eyed observers have also taken to their social media platforms to remark on this psy-op against our own sun. Here are a few more from Europe:



Of course it’s happening in America, too. Look at the nonsense color chart on the forecast below. Even 61, 66, and 70 degree temperatures are in the red. Why would 18 degrees celsius in the summer be reflected in red?

And why is the 55 degrees the green zone? That’s 12.7 degrees celsius. That should be in the bloody BLUE, or WHITE zones. Too cold. Especially in summer. Something has gone horribly wrong.

And while I’ve yet to pinpoint a specific source for this change, we all know what’s going on here, don’t we?

Yes, yes, of course, “climate change” and the alarmism around that is where it began. But we’re in this bizarre period of sun-denialism that will surely convert those of us who aren’t already into the slobs and sloths of Wall-E.

The sun and its effects are good, actually, for the most part. 

Flowers seem to like it. Plants seem to like it. Animals seem to like it. During the COVID-19 pandemic I dare say we might’ve fared better if we had actually gotten some sun, instead of holing ourselves up inside wearing microplastic masks.

The recent media freakout over testicular tanning was another incident of slander against our life-giving sun. It has reached the point where I’m beginning to question whether this is linked to some strange, Bohemian Grove, moon-worship cultism affecting the people taking the decisions over weather-forecasting.

Or, maybe, we’ve just collectively whipped ourselves into yet another anthropocentric frenzy. Remember: we were supposed to run out of oil by the late 90s, and the o-zone layer was meant to be a distant memory by now. Remember that creepy commercial in Robocop 2?

I’m sure this has nothing to do with fear, control, and consumerism.

“Don’t go out in the sun! Buy Chinese-made vitamin d supplements instead! And if you do go out in the sun, buy all these skin products! Pre-sun! Apres-sun! Capri-Sun!”