I went to a holiday "flea market," and I'm living in the Twilight Zonegreenspun.com : LUSENET : TimeBomb 2000 (Y2000) : One Thread
My husband and I just returned from a big holiday gift show, sort of like a flea market. There were all kinds of candles, Santa dolls, wreaths, decorated sweatshirts, Tommy Hilfiger crap, and other products too numerous to mention. We were amazed at the throng of people, happily spending money on useless junk, totally oblivious to the possible impending disaster coming in three weeks (or beginning in three weeks). The only mention of Y2K was at a candle booth. They had large, three-wick candles in tin holders, and the sign said they were Y2K ready. We felt like we were in the Twilight Zone. Just to make matters even weirder, the skies outside were filled with criss-crossing chemtrails. Who's crazy here? Us? Them? Everybody?
-- Pearlie Sweetcake (email@example.com), December 11, 1999
Listen, if you want people to pay attention then have a four car pileup. What do you want people to do, huddle in the safest room of their homes? Virtually nothing has happened yet.
One thing is for damn sure. Only fringe lunatics are concerned about contrails.
-- Guy Daley (firstname.lastname@example.org), December 11, 1999.
Guy, that's a riot: Only fringe lunatics are concerned about contrails? And who would have been concerned when the government injected SYPHILIS into those black men in Tuskeegee? Who would have been concerned that the Dept. Of Energy spread nuclear fallout over the upper midwest and didn't tell anybody for 50 years?
Hey, how about the, "doctors" who are still giving kids POLIO with live (oral) polio vaccines against the wishes of certain doctor organizations?
Yes, to NOT be a fringe lunatic you have to subject yourself to abuse, apparently.
-- paul leblanc (email@example.com), December 11, 1999.
TO firstname.lastname@example.org You will wonder about those contails when your lungs are coughed out thru your mouth!!
-- Neuse Taylor (email@example.com), December 11, 1999.
Past civilizations have died out without leaving a clue to their demise. In some cases they the end came so suddenly they abandoned their homes right in the middle of eating dinner. In other cases tools lie abandoned at the site of half finished projects...
I don't think our civilization will end any differently
-- Ocotillo (peeling@out.===), December 11, 1999.
I'm struggling with the same surreal reactions. This morning planes were buzzing, so when the sun came up I grabbed my camera and a towel, and went in the yard. No clouds, but the skies were that tell- tale rose pink, and there were two planes in standard staggered parallel formation with their twin chemtrails. They were flying high, and current atmospheric conditions, or compounds sprayed, for whatever reason didn't leave the trails in the atmosphere as clouds.
BUT here is the scarey part--while I was out for those few minutes, my face kept getting pelted with little droplets. My skin went numb like I had gotten a novacaine shot, then started burning. I came in to wash, and my face had huge raised red blotches which still burn and itch now. I HAD CHEMICAL BURNS!!!
I'm sitting here explaining to my roomie who, rather than recognizing what happened to me was crazy, is instead acting like I'm crazy!!!!!
-- Hokie (firstname.lastname@example.org), December 11, 1999.
Fortunately we have had no health problems from the chemtrails, even though they seem to appear more often now. What I can't understand is how no one else seems to look up and see them, or if they do see them they think nothing of it. We're living in weird times.
-- Pearlie Sweetcake (email@example.com), December 11, 1999.
Neuse T., thanks for the belly laugh, we need more of them.
-- Susie Q (firstname.lastname@example.org), December 11, 1999.
Hokie: Just where in Virginia are you? I'm interested in any chemtrails appearing in the Tidewater or Middle Peninsula area.
-- cody (email@example.com), December 11, 1999.
You're are a lot more pleasant in the chat rooms.
-- gene (firstname.lastname@example.org), December 11, 1999.
For all the loyal con/chemtrail fans. This board and other internet boards are the only venue for your fanaticism because you wouldn't dare let anybody at work, church or school know about what you think. As long as you can remain anonymous, its easy to spout like blithering idiots.
Since jet planes have been causing contrails I've been walking under them and just now, ONLY NOW have they become dangerous. I see only one thing that's dangerous and that's the lunatic fringe because YOU MIGHT BE CONTAGIOUS definitely a virulent strain.
-- Guy Daley (email@example.com), December 11, 1999.
How did a thread titled Holiday Flea Market degenerate into a thread about contrails/chemtrails? Hey maybe everyone at the flea market was under the influence of the chemtrails. That is why it was soooo surreal.
Since it was a HOLIDAY flea market, why are you surprised that the emphasis was on the holidays? Could it be because it is the holiday season? BTW, candles are Y2K ready.
-- Lurking on the sidelines (Alw@ys lurking.com), December 11, 1999.
Stay lurking until you have something intelligent to say.
-- (Kurt.Borzel@gems8.gov.bc.ca), December 11, 1999.
DALEY THE DIPSTICK:
Are you genetically related to Cherri The Clueless Bimbo? Are you her Evil Twin?
I'll give you one name, you ignorant turd--MINNEAPOLIS.
Try researching that, and what went on there in the 1950's.
Or are you a survivor of that? It would explain your gross ignorance.
-- profit of doom (firstname.lastname@example.org), December 11, 1999.
Pearlie, I couldn't get passed the amazing fact that your husband went with you!
-- Carol (email@example.com), December 12, 1999.
Profit of Doom - I see I touched a nerve, probably the last uninfected one you've got.
-- Guy Daley (firstname.lastname@example.org), December 12, 1999.