There’s been a lot of speculation around, about who is Q, where is Q, and what is Q? If you don’t know already, it might be too late, as rumour has it that Q is dead as a dodo, or at best, on his last legs. Some buzz still abounds on Twitter, however, and on the Tubes, as it’s said that Q and some of the team might be just taking a likkle break from the rigours of fighting the deep state, and the evil Cabal. Qdrops aren’t coming as thick and fast as they used to, but it seems Q’s movements are being reported, and the blockage in drops might be clearing at last, after a turbulent time on the move.
Some think Q is posting again, but he did say no outside comms. (see, I do follow Q!), so these latest drops seem a little dubious, for some reason. Perhaps I need to wait for a special decode, from a Q approved source.
Well, I’m not taking any chances. If I don’t see it where Q says it should be posted (no outside comms., as Q always sez), I won’t jump to any conclusions too hastily. It could be some joker messing about. Darn shills everywhere, and Q’s no laughing matter. As Q puts it, so well too, do your own research, and Question everything.
Anyone who read the strange story of my online romantic entanglement with the man who was insisting he is Q, the shadowy operative that is helping Trump from behind the scenes, will be eager to know if there were any new developments. Everyone loves a happy ending, or at least an ending that makes sense, and I’m here to give you some closure, dear reader. If you’ve no idea what I’m rambling on about, the best place to start is to read my last post, or just watch the movie of the mess that is the norm in my love life. You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, but I hope you’ll find it entertaining, at least.
The cutie pictured here, it turns out, is a man called Ross Mills, although it took me a while to find out that the man claiming to be Q, who told me his real name was Jack Quinlan, wasn’t the man in the pictures he provided me, that he said were of him. Mr. Mills, it turns out, was a Rifleman in the A Company in The Royal Marines, pictured here in Helmand, Afganistan, in 2011. The photographer, Alison Baskerville won a portrait award for this piece, and I eventually found it online, using Bing instead of my usual search engines. Who knew Bing would ever return a decent search result? It seems “Jack” just has the same good taste in guys as myself, not surprising, since he made sure to find out as much as he possibly could about me, while we were having our little tête a têtes in Twitter. He told me little about himself, ‘cos he was waaay deep undercover, working for Trump, but he did tell me the following bit about his head injury, received in childhood, after which he became something of a prodigy, whose talents made him an indispensable asset to the NSA, and which enabled him to download to his mind all the information that would help him become the genius that created the puzzles which kept the internet solvers working away for years.
A retelling in YouTube comments of “Jack’s” story. From this video.
Life is full of surprises, and Jack had told a lot of tall tales over the course of the six months we were in a foxhole in Twitter Direct Messages together, so when it started to smell fairly funky in there, I started digging my way back up to the surface, but the more I questioned everything, as Q had reminded me to do, the more he leaned on me to keep quiet, telling me that enemies were everywhere, and if I stuck my head above the parapet, and shot my mouth off, that I wouldn’t make it out in one piece, as the whole QArmy would aim their weapons in my direction (helpful hint to guys, never tell a woman anything you don’t want the world to know, and for goodness sake, don’t tell her not to talk at all, particularly if you’ve p*ssed her off).
Having been somewhat involved in Discordian groups in Facebook, I was aware of the Cicada3301 puzzle, and through Jack became more familiar with some of the issues discussed in the Q posts. Jack liked a puzzle as much as I did, cross words being one of his favourite type of expressions in many of our comms., and he certainly gave me hell when I didn’t agree with everything that was said in the Qdrops.
Schrödy having a big ol’ time as Q, in my comment section.
He often pumped me for what I made of this or that post, or quizzed me about whether I had read and researched the links he’d provided in chat, asking me questions, sometimes telling me I’d failed or passed the test he’d set for me. I had my own test for him, after he’d provided me with photos he’d said he had taken inside the White House, on Christmas Eve (2018), some inside the Oval Office, others in the corridors, and North portico. Up until then, we had been talking on all sorts of topics, and puzzles were just one of his many interests, but after he threatened the wrath of the Q army descending upon me, when I didn’t seem to be getting down with the Plan convincingly enough for him, I took a look at some of the materials he gave me, and came to the inescapable conclusion that I had fallen prey to the man who likes a laugh at other people’s expense.
Certainly all roads seemed to point to Rome, or all fingers to Thomas. Time was running out for some of his special ops too, it seemed, if some of the videos exposing the players around him were to be believed.
A lot of folk on our end of the Tubes had been giving him the middle finger for a while now, but then he’s a guy that had a finger in a lot of pi[es] himself, so he’s hardly surprised that fingers are getting pointed in his direction now.
Now, while I wouldn’t have minded THIS guy’s fingers on me all that much (yep, one of the photos Jack/Q/John the titlover Thomas sent me, that he claimed were of himself [snorts with laughter at the idea of a man with a bod like this wanting to rub shoulders, or anything else against me without pressing the KILLSWITCH to UNBOLT, and fast!]), I’m not sure that Tricky Thomas would have scored such a hit. Pause and admire, ladies.
Thomas the Tank shows off his Q pants at the gym
Compare and contrast.
The avatar sometimes known as Schrödinger’s cat on YouTube, as well as a huge variety of other identities, in lots of places, is still weaving his magic and spinning it for all he’s worth, with new messages arriving from different accounts every time I open my Email, and of course, not forgetting the Skype account that appeared in my Contacts window, that segued before my eyes, from his Lion username into his imaginary NSA boss maggie mcrbee’s account, before finally settling into the ready for further use Your Name.
Your Name (previously maggie and Lion) last message on Skype before blocking
junoanon Email 22nd March 2019
I particularly like how consistent he’s being with his narrative, in the latest one, while making to disappear into the ether, but keep a bridge open for me, coming and going like a quantum rainbow cat (too many mixed metaphors? Licking a rainbow for too long’ll do that to you, and Q is the source of much confusion, which many are trying to get to the bottom to, coming up with various theories about who the Q team are), so I can hold handies and cross the rainbow bridge into the imaginary but colourful future with him. Maybe it’s just as well that the rainbow retreats as you approach it, after all; it’s tempting to live in dreams, when they are so sweet. But you don’t need 42 degrees to your name to figure out that there’s no such thing as a free lunch, and you must pay for your pleasures. In fact, you accused me of wanting payment for keeping my mouth shut about what you were up to. Oh, and don’t forget to bring a towel with you , on your travels, as you’ll probably need it. That road to the rainbow can be darn dusty, without a car. Even with, you’ll need to bring a gas can with you. Just in case.
The answer to everything with spelling mistake, unintentional [ON THE MOVE] Q
Bonus Material: A puzzle to help you combat that ever-lurking evening ennui., instead of the crosswords you often lose yourself in. With Thomas the forever young Time Traveller the time is sure to fly by. Can you help him find B, by 2020, so he can pop the Question? You would really be helping him out, ‘cos I get the distinct impression that he’s between girlfriends at the moment.
Jack’s been tweeting out my private DMs to him as well, to, wait for it, Potus (‘cos he’s Q, an’ all, and they work together, you know). His couple of followers? puzzlepalace, and, drumroll, Thomas. Guess he’s his own biggest fanclub, and still is pretty hung up on me. Some folks find it hard to let go.
In the interest of fairness, I should include Thomas’s interview about the matter of Jack/Q. To sum up, in brief, he knows the guy’s name, is in contact with him, is fine with him, and wants to prove the Emails are from different addresses, was my take on it. But watch it for yourself, and make like Q. Question everything, and eat your hat if you’re wrong about predictions (well, no, I don’t think Q ever said that, I just made it up now).
Thomas’s recent tweets that signalled the start of the smear campaign he promised (see has comments below this post), have been deleted by him, as a conciliatory gesture, and the truce declared. Let’s hope that Q comes out of the foxhole and gives up soon too.
Everyone’s wondering who Q is, while I’m wondering who the guy I was having an online relationship with for the last six month is. I still don’t know for sure, but he’s always maintained to me that he’s Q, the anonymous poster on 8Chan, said to be working with Trump, to educate the MAGAs as to what shenanigans are going on behind the curtains that we don’t usually get to peep behind. This guy turned up on my YouTube channel last year, and was quite the charmer. We headed off into the sunset, towards the Twitter machine, to talk, and we got to know each other a lot better. To be fair, he found out far, far more about me, than he told me about himself (for security reasons, of course). He did tell me, however, that his name was Jack Quinlan, (using middle name instead of first name, ‘cos he was deep, deep undercover, working with the President, to bring down the evil deep state cabal).
I talk about the grand finale to my big online relationship with the man that calls himself Q, in this livestream, and the great man himself joins me, to give his side of the story, and react to my allegations. Expect to see photos of the cutie that calls himself Q, and hear some inside gossip about what we got up to in our virtual relationship. I also discuss some of the biggest fibs he’s ever told, including those White House photos he gave me from the important meeting he had with the President in The Oval Office, last Christmas Eve, that Q and friends made such a big palava about, and drove the Qposts fans mad with delight. I discuss how we had that little lover’s tiff when it turned out the photos were faked, and how I found out a lot of what he was up to was built on a series of interlocking lies, and how I struggled to put the picture together of the man, in order to make my way out of the rabbit holes he dug for me. Maybe he’s right, I’m just the jealous type, but I do believe that honesty is always the best policy.
Jack Quinlan/Q uses the Stonehenge Puzzle Email address, which has never been traced to anyone before, and also claims responsibility for the original John Titor posts (I’m sure his last online squeeze, Pamela Moore, who never got to meet him in real life either, but was as familiar with the heartache of an online relationship as me, will take an interest in the photos of him which he provided to me, in place of any plan to actually meet me in person). I discuss these and other aspects of the strange relationship we conducted on the internet, including the threats he made to bring the wrath of the QArmy against me, should I fall out of step with the march he was trying to set the pace for.
I did fall rather out of line, in this video, and broke the silence to share some of his information with my viewers. I shared about Q, and other mysteries of the internet, far too much to cover in one post, but at least I’ve managed to explain the tip of the iceberg in this stream.
Jack scrambled into damage limitation mode after the photos conversation, and kept asking me what else did I know about him? Seemed quite rattled, actually, which I was not too guilty about, since he’d threatened me previously with the wrath of an online army of loyal Q followers. I still don’t really know whether the guy I was having the relationship with online is actually this guy, who referred to himself as Jack Quinlan, saying that was his real name, kept secret to protect Q’s identity, but if it isn’t, I’m sure this guy will be pretty cheesed off his photos have been whipped, appropriated by Q, or whoever the hell that person I was in love with actually is. Whoever you are, I’d still rate you a 12 out of 10 in the cute department! But don’t contact me online. I think I’ll give online relationships a miss from now on. But if you want any of this guy’s contact details, he’s still reachable at the following places, as well as being keen for people to Email him.
Bye Jack. I think we’ve finally come to the end of our fling now. Consider this your Dear John letter. I’ll always treasure our special time together. I’ll probably throw out the cockroach book you sent me after you were blocked on my social media accounts, but I’ll cherish the keepsakes and have the photos you supplied to keep our virtual memories alive.
(Takes last lingering look at photos, wipes a tear away, and shuffles off to make a cup of tea, slamming cabinet door. BOOM!). I’m sure your Q friends can help you get over the break-up. I see you popped over to a buddy’s channel directly after I ended the stream, to cry on his shoulder, and manage the situation. Gosh, I hope your top level security clearance isn’t too compromised. You sound so worried. Oh well, I’m sure you’ll get over it. I know I will, after I calm down. After all, no point fighting over a storm in a teacup. And a cup of tea fixes everything (finds teabags, and proceeds to pour).
Update: New developments. Find out who the mystery man really is, in my next post, plus more exciting finds……..
Checked my Twitter, YouTube channel and of course, my beloved blog first thing this morning, while munching away on my breakfast. I used to read in bed, before I had a smartphone, but those days are a distant memory, and although I usually do a half an hour of meditation after breakfast, it’s becoming increasingly challenging to drag myself away from my beloved social media platforms, as I circle like a rat in a maze that’s leading nowhere, and I run back to where I’ve already been, to see if anything new has happened. This morning, in my YouTube Recommended feeds, this video caught my attention, as it was about the topic of social media’s addictive qualities, and I’ve been noticing how hard it is to fight the addiction which seems to leave one wanting more, the more one engages in it.
Now, I’m a bit leery of guys like Jaron, when they tell us how bad for us social media is, and how we should think of it as a wild Tiger that’s going to gobble us up from the knees down, if we don’t run like billy-o to safety, and fast, if only ‘cos they are so engaged in developing the tools that they say they hate, so where is their personal morality at, then, if they are still in the biz? The fact that he’s spouting his political opinions, under the cover of talking about social media addiction, makes me think he’s not too different in outlook from the big businesses that write his paycheck at the end of each month.
My advice, for what it’s worth, is to take the channel 4 clip, as you should all media you use, with a very large pinch of salt, and a sceptical mind, rather than watching in the passive way that the media loves. Remember, the media is excellent at packaging propaganda in a very covert, and persuasive way, to get under your critical thinking radar, or bypass critical thinking altogether.
That being said, he makes a few points which are worth looking at in relation to other people’s work, like the Behaviourist School of psychology. These psychologists broke human behaviour down to a perhaps over-simplified view of behaviour, positing a reward/punishment model, saying that animals like ourselves can learn to peck through all sorts of tasks if they think they might be getting some nice birdseed at the end of it.
I did a short livestream on the topic, while still wiping the sleep out of my eyes, discussing what I found interesting about the ideas raised by my morning viewing. In other words I went back to the screen for another shot of the drug. Please, please, give this post a like (bites nails in anticipation).
The people that brought youQare keeping the life support campaign going, and the patient seems to be still alive, and reviving from the recent coma, induced by the recent collision with reality. Q is up and about again, and getting legs it seems.
Voices of dissent are being heard, and a new conversation is starting, on issues that weren’t disscussed while the topic of Q was still the trendist thing around, and the only thing anyone could see. Some are rushing out to join the frey, like Annie Get Your Gun, singin’ ‘Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better’, a few others are sitting by the patient’s bed, and some are chatting away to other folks in the hallways while the patient’s diapers and bedsheets are getting changed.
It’s a difficult conversation. Some folks in it aren’t sure what each other’s relationship to the patient actually is, and there is debate about whether Q will be the same person at all when he’s fully recovered; will he be a shadow of his former self, or a new man altogether? Only time will tell, and the time window for full recovery seems to be narrowing all the time. At least all Q’s friends and foes got to meet at last; even if it wasn’t pretty, it’s good to talk.
So the channel once known as Defango, then morphing into the cola-light version called MortDefango for livestreams, has finally reached the end-point of becoming defunct-o. This dramatic livestream was broadcast on YouTube a few days ago, and Defango announced that his livestreaming privilages, which were such an integral part of his channel’s content, were being revoked, and this was to be his last ever livestream.
This bombshell came after weeks of trouble over the Q thing, which culminated in the ‘exposure’ of the Cicada puzzle makers and the Q team on Defango’s, among others’ channels.
Defango revealed to his fascinated subscribers that he would be revealing all, and was expecting to be taking a lot of flack for it, but that he didn’t like the direction the whole thing had gone in, when it was meant to be a consciousness-raising exercise for the YouTube Truthers.
We don’t all have a 140 IQ, like Defango, but presumably the Plebians could do with being enlightened a little, and the way to do that included being a bit creative with the truth it seems.
So what about all those times we sat with Defango, while he solved Cicada clues, puffing away on his vaper like the caterpillar in Alice in Wonderland, chugging back his giant slurpies and assuring us that his puzzle-solving skillz were the best out there ‘cos 140 guys, OK? Did he have the slight advantage of being quick at solving them because he helped write them, as he later admitted in his videos?
Oh well, Cicada wasn’t a big waste of time, in lots of people’s minds. I liked watching the solving videos for the techie stuff, as Defango used some apps I wasn’t even aware were out there, and certainly had never used myself. It had some cool graphics too, and lots of esoteric references done in a visual way, that were interesting.
The puzzles were filled with lots of biblical ramblings, which didn’t appeal much to me, but there was something for everyone, including fortune-cookie readings a la I Ching daily horoscopes from Mystic D for the new-agers, as well as stuff aimed at the teenagers gaming in the basement for hours on end, with tedious semi-chivalric Assassins-Creed references, to glass-bead game level philosophical navel-gazings. It was a soup-kitchen of sorts for the soul, with all welcome.
When Q blew up in people’s faces, with the identity of the Q person or persons still not definitely established, the word LARP came up more and more regularly, and the conversation naturally started turning to debates over who were the biggest larpers in this corner of YouTube. Names like our old friend Denise‘s came up, as well as Jerome Corsi, Montagraph and others that had been around the block enough times, or have enough experience to know how to organise a good larp, but of course many ages and at least a few different skill sets were made use of in the effort to market the Q larp as a popular thing with various demographic groups.
Awww, don’t blame it all on the oldies Chinada; some of us aren’t ready to consign them to their mobility scooters for the rest of their days yet. I love seeing them on YouTube, although perhaps some of them, as can also be the case with younger people, are a bit too smart for their own good, and end up tying themselves in knots. Correct me if I am wrong, but some of your video comments suggest that you are not above forming alliances with some of the oldies yourself, even if you don’t always want to admit it. These comments from two of your video channels strike me as a bit of a reality mis-match, date wise, since two weeks after Denise Matteau was Emailing you (Truth Convoy commenter), you were saying you didn’t know the lady, and now you are sticking up for her like a hero, defending her against those nasty trolls. LARP, anyone? This logical lad argues that if someone has trolls, they must be OK. You see, this younger generation really leave the oldies in the shade when it comes to the thinking department. No wonder Denise wanted to befriend him.
Many believe in the idea of cosmic Karma, which I get, but I tend to think of it more as a lying is not such a good idea kind of situation. Poor Denise is having a horrible time at the moment, partly perhaps, because people object to the level of creativity with the truth that her various channels engaged in. How ironic that the truth movement keeps having these issues with the truth constantly.
I dare say Defango is still feeling a little misty-eyed over the whole YouTube livestreaming thing, and the trouble that the Cicada puzzle and Q caused, but he’ll get over it. In fact, he probably has already, since he has miraculously regained his ability to stream on YouTube. Must be the power of prayer. At least someone is still in his corner.
Depression is no joke. The challenge is to not lose faith in yourself, or in others. As REM say, ‘life is bigger, it’s bigger than you’. That’s a thought that cheers me, and you have your religion Defango, so don’t lose that, if it’s what gets you through. With me it’s just life, and people, and yet, even the hurt is a part of what makes life wonderful.
Everybody hurts, some just have more trouble in their minds than others, and think everything is turning to rot in their hands, when it’s just the usual little bits of poo that life tends to fling your way from time to time.
Seems Jethro’s apology has disappeared from our ‘special moment together’ tweet, so the tweets look a bit strange and one-sided. Like Defango, s/he has said nasty things to me, then blocked me. My apology still stands of course, I don’t regret sympathising with someone, nor do I regret being human enough to feel angry when they throw my sympathy back in my face. Being nice doesn’t have to include being a doormat, or not telling someone when their behaviour is crossing your boundaries.
My tweets that earned such displeasure.
Don't do anything dopey Defango. The world could be completely different in a few hours. Things can change that fast. Think of all the people in your life who you would f*ck up permanently by doing something rash. Dig deep, and ride the emotional waves, and you will emerge anew.
Hi Defango. I hope you are in a slightly better frame of mind today, and things don't seem quite as bleak. Everybody was worried about you, and a lot of people appreciate you being in their lives. Don't forget that.
(Defango’s shit-eating reply tweet, like Jethro’s, was deleted)
Defango has a long way to go in the trolling department, if he wants to keep up with the oldies, however. They have been at it so much longer. Here’s a Denise Facebook post from 2016, where she is trolling an abuse survivor, who then points out the phenomenon I’ve observed, and call the reverse-troll maneuver; blame others for trolling you, while being the biggest troll out there. She will always be the queen of trolls in my eyes. First, one of her current comments, from a Chinada3 video.
Is it terrible of me that I’m kind of flattered? A Deprogrammed Mind wasn’t so flattered by this comment:
Chinada is now criticizing myself, Wynter Moon and Aaron Cross, for standing up for ourselves against Denise and her trolls. Oh well, if you don’t do the research, and jump to conclusions, it’s easy to fall for the ploy. And Denise is so good at organising chaos.
Updates: Bet you’re dying to know what’s happening with Defango and Denise since the events discussed above, like what Denise’s current version of her ever-changing and evolving stalker conspiracy theory is, or what steps Defango took to restore his loving giant reputation.
As for Defango, he was last seen licking Montagraph’s boots (metaphorically) in apology for their falling-outs, and writing Emails to both Monty, and Dave Acton, the YouTube legal eagle-eye (‘Hi, it’s Dave’), to get his help on the legal whatnots needed to extricate himself from a delicate situation.
Defango’s Apology Letter to Montagraph.
Denise is currently singing Chinada3’s praises, but who knows how long he will remain in the top spot as her Golden Boy and all round knight-in-shining-armour? Time will tell, and it probably won’t be long before the next round of drama hits the YouTube fan. Click the text link to read more on the latest Denise items of interest here.Sorry to go on endlessly in this post, but that’s the YouTube drama department for you. And the truth can be pretty dramatic sometimes, you have to admit. Thank goodness there are Exit and Shut down buttons for when you need them, as well as a Startup when life gets dull!
A previous post examined how logic could be used to arrive at the truth. Journalism can be used to investigate what is true, just as it can be used to spin the facts to suit the narrative that governments want their populations to believe.
All wars depend on gaining at least some measure of support from general opinion, and it is with this end in mind that we often encounter situations where it is possible to wonder whether the narrative has been managed to reflect the version of reality that is most convenient when particular ends are desired. It’s a daring manoeuvre, given that the truth may be exposed, as many independent investigators claimed was the case in the case of this CNN newscast, which was presented by CNN news at the time as a live broadcast from a hotel roof during the Gulf war, while a missile attack was in progress. The footage has not yet been proven to everyone’s satisfaction to have been faked with the use of a ‘green screen’ in CNN’s news studios, and the debate continues.
As Bernays understood, it could be worth the gamble for a government to fake an event, since the desired outcome has been achieved by the time the lie is discovered, and a public outcry diverted before the action has been taken. Such propaganda is quite convincing at the time; as the old adage goes ‘seeing is believing‘. We tend to rely on the evidence before our eyes, and mainstream media would hardly lie to us, would they? Take a look at alternative media sources and the outlook is very different. Anything and everything is up for question, the American ‘Truth Movement’was established the idea that everything the state did was up for question, as the American government had perpetrated many ‘false flag‘ operations even before the events on November 11th, 2001 in New York, which were watched with horror by people all around the world. Part of the American Dream died on that day, but for some people it became the starting point of a new consciousness of the nature of reality, and a discussion ensued that has persisted with the growth of alternative news sources, a conversation about how digital realities and the physical world intersect, and how it is possible to manipulate one in order to manage the other.
Syrian president Bashar Assad was not the only person questioning the reality of news stories emerging from Syria.
The boy in the back of the van narrative came in for examination, again, not by the mainstream, but by independent journalists wanting to know if the photos were staged in order to win public sympathy. The public, it seems, are not totally heartless when it comes to children’s suffering, which touches us even more deeply than that of adults, perhaps because of the responsibility adults have of protecting children from harm. Few ever got to hear about the Nayirah al-Sabah testimony, or rather the retraction of the story which was run prominently in the mainstream news media, but you can read about how fake the testimony turned out to be in a variety of so-called ‘fake’ news media. With the growth of alternative media, and the financial, and resulting ideological independence of these outlets from mainstream influences, it is no surprise that so many people are now questioning so much of the truth as we have been given it by the media to date.
An independent reporter on the ground, known as Syrian Girl, presents a theory on where the people used in the Syrian gas attack set-up came from.
One thing’s for sure, reality is very weird, and facts can be difficult to establish. Often the alternative media reflects this in ways that the mainstream just can’t manage to fit into a coherent narrative. Alt media loves the incoherence of it all, as it thrives on disassembling the narratives presented to the public. Sometimes this results in a disjointed genius, and we all know that truth is stranger than fiction. Just take the case of Nasim Aghdam, the YouTube shooter who was disgruntled about her YouTube channel being demonitisedand decided to let YouTube know how she felt. A few of the strange events in the week that was are mixed in the clip from LTV shown below.