I identify as a horse. No, really. I do.

I identify as a horse. No, really. I do.

by Jon Rappoport

April 4, 2017

“Faced with two estranged parents in utter disagreement about their daughter’s wish to be a boy, a British Columbia Supreme Court judge has appointed the child a legal guardian to protect her interests…The father not only wants his daughter to cease taking hormone blockers but also to cease all contact with transgender activists or transgender-friendly therapists…Though the case is about whether the 11-year-old can give informed consent to such serious medical treatment, which is intended to delay the onset of female puberty, the judge appears to have already conceded the point by referring to the girl by her preferred, male, initials, J.K., and accepting her male self-identification.”  (lifesitenews.com, “Court orders dad to start treating his 11-year-old daughter as a boy,” 5/6/16)

I’ve decided I’m Nyquist, a former winner of the Kentucky Derby.  This in no way subtracts from, or replaces, the Nyquist who ran the race in 2:01.31.

I just want to be Nyquist in my own way.  So I’ve moved into a barn in Kentucky (undisclosed location), with other horses who will not be named.  They are, for the most part, friendly.  I believe they’re on the way accepting me as one of their own.

In the morning, I leave my stall and trot out into a large field where I nibble grass and cavort.  It’s much better than working at the Starbucks.

I don’t plan on entering races, but who knows?  Do you believe a court will dare stop me if I decide to join a contest at a small track?  I don’t think so.  It would abridge my right to determine my own category of existence, even if I can’t find a jockey who would saddle and ride me.  If I say I’m Nyquist, I’m Nyquist.

Okay, in the interest of avoiding conflict, I’m not Nyquist.  I’m Nyquist Two.  I’m Ny2.  That’s my new name.  Ny2.

The question has arisen: what drugs should I be taking?  I have found a doctor at the US National Institutes of Health who believes he can design a protocol that will, to a significant degree, turn me into a horse.

How will that change my thoughts?  I’m already thinking like a horse, so it’s not a problem, but we’re shooting for the creation of equine impulses to bolster, as it were, my mental processes.

In other words, horse feelings to support horse thinking.

I really want to get into politics.  How do you imagine I’ll go over as a self-identifying horse running for Congress in Kentucky?  I’m already in talks with a public relations firm, and they believe my prospects are strong.  Very strong.

Once elected, I would certainly cause a stir in Washington.  No doubt about that.

“Talking horse will vote to launch new war in Middle East.”

“Horse’s ass wants more war.”  Let some columnist or blogger take that tack and I’ll sue for gender discrimination.  There are laws.  Who’ll risk running afoul of the new identity mandates?

From Congress to the Senate—that’s a manageable proposition.  And then, of course, in 2020 or 2024, I would be a no-brainer for the Oval race.  I, Ny2, in the White House.  Horse-in-Chief.  I would live and do the business of the nation on the lawn.

“Animal wisdom.”  It rings true.  Back to Nature for the most powerful country in the world.  Are you kidding?  The support would rise like a great wave.  Who better to advance the environmental agenda?

“Ny2 decrees 50-percent cut in US energy production, to save the planet.”  If you think a 75-year-old socialist riled up the college kids in 2016, watch me go to work.  By the time I’m finished, the word “human” will be anathema.  “Human bias=Privilege.”

I’m ahead of the curve, perfectly positioned.

Aren’t we on the cusp of realizing that everything connected with the dominant species in the world is destructive?

All it takes is a final push over the edge.

I will appoint my favorites—dogs, cats, cheetahs, mice, snakes, hippos, scorpions, and koala bears—to key posts in my administration.

And I’ll tell you this.  I believe, by the end of my second term as president, I’ll be able to enter and win the Triple Crown.  The Derby, Preakness, Belmont.  Not because I’ll finish first, but because no one will care where in the field I rank at the wire.  They’ll need and want to declare me the winner and champion.  Arbitrarily.

You don’t think so?

You don’t have your finger on the pulse.

You’re hopelessly mired in the past—where all the trouble was.

We’re going to a far, far better place.  Finally.

I see it as clearly as I see the overwhelming acclaim for surgical castration.

You don’t know about that trend?  You will, when I’m president.


Exit From the Matrix

(To read about Jon’s mega-collection, Exit From The Matrix, click here.)


Jon Rappoport

The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.

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5 comments on “I identify as a horse. No, really. I do.

  1. Greg C. says:

    Yeah, we need more horse sense in Washington, and people like horses. The recently appointed Interior secretary even rode a horse to his first day of work. We need to get beyond our limited, species-centric views and stop being so equine-phobic.

  2. Joy says:

    Jon, I’m sitting at my desk in an office filled with “reasonable-leftist-progressive-democrat-hillaryans,” trying not to laugh out loud, because they will ask what I am reading. But it’s not working!

  3. IMNAHA says:

    Jon Rappoport 21st Century Mark Twain

  4. Patricia says:

    Now, Jon, we can’t have you running the country from the White House lawn if your activities will affect climate change. There are many studies proving cows affect global warming and now you’ve decided on this new persona, you might consider this. In addition, how do you feel about Lazix? I know you prefer natural remedies. But Lazix is commonly used by the mafia at the track to make horses run faster and obviously this is what the electorate will want from you.

    Thanks for big LOL’s Love your work 🐎

  5. john says:

    Come on Jon,
    When you write about the individual verses the group that is superb! But when you write about our brains, for example how people have a free will also this recent article concerning an eleven year old girl is just wrong.
    First we are biological creatures which means we have nerves, synapses, blood vessels etc. Therefore we are constrained by what we can and cannot do such as athletically/physically or mentally. We don’t have a magic or tiny person in our heads that make decisions, only our brains can do that. WE DON’T HAVE A MAGIC FREE WILL!!!
    Secondly while there are many more people than not who don’t or cannot perceive their own body or think critically there are a few that can. Yes we have our chromosomes that tell us if we are a boy or girl but the other is our brain. The brain isn’t always perfectly put together and I will give you an example.
    People who have Down Syndrome or Savants or how about those who think their arms or legs are not theirs but are alien arms or legs (and they may try to cut them off) or how about those that look in the mirror and see someone else or no longer recognize their spouse. I could go on and on. Our brains are amazing but no two of us are exactly alike.
    The girl in this article may know who she is because her brain says so. She may be too young but again I recall I was questioning an awful lot by that age!

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