At the behest of a dancer friend of mine, I went to see the movie Black Swan yesterday, so I didn't get a lot of blogging done.
The movie blew my mind because it was, to my imagination, a symbolic depiction of the animation of the national amygdala, which we call MOMCOM.
The amygdala energy at work was symbolized by the mother's imposition of her will on her daughter, the dancer, the future.
These machinations were causing a lot of schizophrenic, and other adverse personality morphs, like going from bright humane government to a torturing freak out government, and struggling to get back again.
The personality eventually became so dynamically toxic after going back and forth between the black swan and the white swan, that even though the persona performed the dance with the utmost artistic fervor, the entity ended up choosing suicide as the "glorious remedy" of choice.
Meanwhile back in Washington, a.k.a. ground zero, other stars were grasping at being humane by talking down Social Security, Health Care, and Medicare.
At the same time, out of the other side of their mouths, they were lifting Pentagon arms high and calling it light, you know, MOMCOM statue of liberty freedom.
Which is another way they seem to like to say to the world these daze, we have to keep you safe or we will kill you.