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By: Jay
More Mass Media Liturgical Psychodrama
Well, my first full Super Bowl – losing my S card. was a panacea of propaganda and sensory stimulatory overload. From pop country music to troops everywhere to jets flying around and Katy Perry, the Stupor Bowl was everything I hoped it would be. Losing my Super Bowl virginity, I’m now in love – with Amerika, with freedom, and with fast food. I’m still basking in my blue flavor Gatorade corn syrup shower, quivering over “eagerness for balls” like Bob Costas during the pregame show discussing faux “conspiracy theories” like #deflategate (and #spygate). But now, let’s look at our gmo bread and CGI circuses extravaganza.
In our post-game wrap up show here at JaysAnalysis, we’re going to do things a bit different, as numerous oddities stand out to me as a newbie. For one, the WWF-esque nature of it all threw me for a loop, as it was full of sexual innuendos – Obama says the brewed beer was made from “Honey from Michelle’s garden” – what? Bob Costas was “eager for balls,” and the players were “long and deep.” I felt like I was listening to a porno on audio with no women. Despite the gayness of the Super Bowl, the ads were by far the most telling aspects – not because, as most opine, they were “funny” and “creative.” On the contrary, the commercials were highly bizarre and full of psy op social engineering messages – but more on that later.
And then we come to Katy Perry. I was confused, thinking it was the Refrigerator Perry that was performing, but I guess not. Katy took over at half time to give us a goddess ceremony packed with Crowleyan pastiche. Katy emerged riding the beast, a clear image from John’s Apocalypse. Rev. 17 reads as follows:
My impression: I felt like I was at my fourth grade birthday party and the Stupor Bowl was a boring version of No Holds Barred.
By: Jay
More Mass Media Liturgical Psychodrama
Well, my first full Super Bowl – losing my S card. was a panacea of propaganda and sensory stimulatory overload. From pop country music to troops everywhere to jets flying around and Katy Perry, the Stupor Bowl was everything I hoped it would be. Losing my Super Bowl virginity, I’m now in love – with Amerika, with freedom, and with fast food. I’m still basking in my blue flavor Gatorade corn syrup shower, quivering over “eagerness for balls” like Bob Costas during the pregame show discussing faux “conspiracy theories” like #deflategate (and #spygate). But now, let’s look at our gmo bread and CGI circuses extravaganza.
In our post-game wrap up show here at JaysAnalysis, we’re going to do things a bit different, as numerous oddities stand out to me as a newbie. For one, the WWF-esque nature of it all threw me for a loop, as it was full of sexual innuendos – Obama says the brewed beer was made from “Honey from Michelle’s garden” – what? Bob Costas was “eager for balls,” and the players were “long and deep.” I felt like I was listening to a porno on audio with no women. Despite the gayness of the Super Bowl, the ads were by far the most telling aspects – not because, as most opine, they were “funny” and “creative.” On the contrary, the commercials were highly bizarre and full of psy op social engineering messages – but more on that later.
And then we come to Katy Perry. I was confused, thinking it was the Refrigerator Perry that was performing, but I guess not. Katy took over at half time to give us a goddess ceremony packed with Crowleyan pastiche. Katy emerged riding the beast, a clear image from John’s Apocalypse. Rev. 17 reads as follows:
“One of the seven angels who had the seven bowls came and said to me, “Come, I will show you the punishment of the great prostitute, who sits by many waters. 2 With her the kings of the earth committed adultery, and the inhabitants of the earth were intoxicated with the wine of her adulteries.”
A woman rides the beast.
3 Then the angel carried me away in the Spirit into a wilderness. There I saw a woman sitting on a scarlet beast that was covered with blasphemous names and had seven heads and ten horns. 4 The woman was dressed in purple and scarlet, and was glittering with gold, precious stones and pearls. She held a golden cup in her hand, filled with abominable things and the filth of her adulteries. 5 The name written on her forehead was a mystery:
babylon the great
the mother of prostitutes
and of the abominations of the earth.
6 I saw that the woman was drunk with the blood of God’s holy people, the blood of those who bore testimony to Jesus.”
Read the rest of this article at - http://jaysanalysis.com/2015/02/02/katy-perry-rides-the-beast-americas-super-bowl-holy-day/
