I would have to be an idiot not to notice that someone from the Ukraine has been repeatedly tapping on the blog page;
SUBTEXT: That Which Doesn't Get Said. Monday, August 12, 2013
In it I write about the abusive practice of censorship. About how peoples opinions will be used against them in a shaming way. In my own small way I am usually shamed for being a psychic at the parties I work, by at least one person, usually a guy who likes to assume I'm "Cold Reading." I usually say that I do sympathize and basically agree with their "Subtext" although I don't use that word. I still get a little angry. I try to explain that their objections do matter to me but, I'm an artist / entertainer, not a propagandist. Nowhere has my research into the dynamic of shifting opinion bias been more obvious than when I have to defend my work as the professional psychic / entertainment medium. Politics as usual. I had most of the early traffic to my blog (999 page hits) come from Russia exclusively. I was told by a Russian Jewish friend of mine that "Russians are very superstitious." I said in my defense that Russians are also hyper literate, my blog has never been light reading.
All of the traffic that comes from Russia has very strange traffic sources. The first 999 page views came through porn sites that were marketing seduction training videos. I wrote;
Who Is the Spaminator; Tuesday, August 20, 2013.
This was almost to the date when Putin cracked down on the free press and the web. There is probably no connection, but I was dropped and I stopped getting any traffic from Russia. Recently I have started getting traffic from Russia that comes through a "Free Node" server, that is loaded with interesting Malware. Porn is known for dirty code. The Russian Porn Industry is in bed with both the government and the Russian Mafia. I only sent one pointed comment to the "Tao of Bad Ass" (in 2012 before I ever started this blog) in response to their offer to help me to get the girl of my dreams. Games Theory and it's sales, is the ultimate scam, it's like selling wind. In my comment I said "Your coming on too desperate." I was teasing. Frankly I loved the attention, and in;