[BROADCAST ENTRY] Guys. Gals. Pals. /Wake up/. They're feeding you a seven course meal of lies and you're eating it right up, as if you don't understand there's more to it than what meets the eye. They're poisoning the /food/. They're poisoning the /water supply/. If you understood what was really going on behind the scenes you'd go up in arms, you'd /protest/, you'd /rain hellfire/. But the televisions are panwashing you. You believe they're telling you something entirely different when they're programmed to run the same channel in different scenarios, sequences, and within your levels of interest so you know /none the wiser/. Wake. /Up/. Notice /the pattern/. Watch the chef make your food from start to finish when it's plated up before consuming it. Unless you're in it for the surprise, /the thrill/. But they'd do something to you too. Eventually. This has been Mither. See you soon.
