Penn Jillette doesn't say he is an atheist, he says, "I don't believe in God." That's how he differentiates himself from an "atheist." He says there's a difference, and that he is beyond atheism. In the Penn & Teller series "Bullshit" when Penn is not busy introducing instances of doublethink into the subconscious of the viewers, they are ever busy convincing people that - nothing is real.
In (season 1, episode 3 "Alien Abductions") Penn Jillette claimed that the popular imagery of Flying Saucers and Alien Abductions were unconsciously manifested from the imagery found in television and movies. They further claimed that memories of alien abductions were elicited by hypnotists 'Leading' clients during hypnotic regression therapy. That's called "false memory syndrome." Yet, in another episode Penn and Teller trashed hypnosis (season 2, episode 13 "Hypnosis") with Penn Jillette actually saying at the end of the show, "Hypnosis is Nothing." Furthermore, the idea that television and movies have no effect on the human psyche is the favorite mantra of Penn Jillette who has publicly, and long-windedly, attacked Janet Reno for suggesting that violence on TV should be curtailed. That's Orwellian styled 'Doublethink'. Since he can't possibly be that stupid, this is enough evidence to prove that Penn Jillette is merely peddling a whole-lot of Bullshit.
A Danger to Society:
Where is the police with their high-tech surveillance when you need them? Probably watching Alex Jones and Tex Mars. Notice in the following how Penn Jillette uses the "It's a twelve year old boy with lots of money" line to multiple reporters to anaesthetize the public to what is obviously some very sick obsessions. Remember that the show "Bullshit" is all about shaping beliefs. I've read a number of Entertainment Industry publicity articles on him that give this same quote directly after mentioning that he lives in a mansion built to emulate a Penitentiary complete with an S&M Bondage Room connected to the Master Bedroom.
1. "It's the house of a 12-year-old with a lot of money," deadpans Jillette - This is from the article: "This is the manic magic house that Penn built"
2. Our magical Mystery Reporter is the first to admit he's just a big kid. He says, "It's a 12-year-old boy with a lot of money." - from the article: "Extra! - Penn House"
Gee. What a coincidence. These articles (printed below with archive links) use this tactic to hide the truly disturbing truth about the "Bullshit" magician. The purpose is to imply to the subconscious mind that it's all a game. Convincing people that nothing is real seems to be Penn's job these days. That and promoting perversion and violence in the media.
"Shaping people's beliefs, corruption of the young and convincing people that nothing is
real. That job description sounds familiar to me. Hmm . . Let me see now. Yep! I am familiar
with that employers M.O. The following is my opinion of this Bullshit."
Reprinted from the website of the builders of Penn Jillette's house:
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The general scheme of the building is a single layer of spaces wrapped around a courtyard (which is treated as a large outdoor room, rather than separated as an exterior space). The outside of the house is prison-like and the courtyard interior is defined by a series of brightly-colored stucco walls and, at night, neon-like lighting. The courtyard is a microcosm of the Strip. Penn Jillette refers to the house with a prison name, and as the project was under way he called it "Prison and Paradise" saying;
"You don't want to knock on the door, but once you are inside you never want to leave."
Pardon me, but I know the Satanic Languages. Allow me to give you one possible interpretation of this statement. One man's heaven is another man's hell. "Prison and Paradise." This means 'prison', torture and murder for the victims; And that is what makes it a 'paradise' for the perpetrator. The first half of the statement "You don't want to knock on the door," means "YOU are brought there against your will." The second part of the statement "once you are inside you never want to leave" is saying, "YOU never want to leave because you're dead."
This type of double talk is common in the Luciferian/Satanic Community, because of the inherent narcissistic personalities involved. A clever car salesman or a politician will use double talk in a similar fashion. And, of course, they all think they are so very clever. It's considered your problem that you didn't know what they were talking about. According to Satanic Philosophy, YOU (the victim) should have known who and what they (the Satanists) 'were' before you trusted them, but since you didn't think before you acted, you are considered as fools, who deserve whatever bad happens to you.
Is it just me? No. If you read the two articles below, you'll find other disturbing instances of double-talk.
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Extra! - Penn House
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It looks like a high security prison in the windswept desert of Las Vegas, Nevada. But our Mystery Reporter calls this place his real life "Penn house." |
Penn Jillette is the big, vocal half of the magical comedy duo, "Penn and Teller." He says, "I would say the success of Penn and Teller is shocking."
But not nearly as shocking as the real electric chair from Sing Sing that Penn keeps in his house. Penn's taste constantly switches from mysteriously macabre to wonderfully whimsical. He says, "The koi pond is shaped exactly like a Goldfish cracker."
Then, to continue Penn’s prison theme, there's a lineup wall. He explains, "Every single person that visits the slammer, I take their picture up against this."
Then there's this tribute to Penn’s partner in comedy. He points out, "This is a crime scene because we have Teller laid out here with a knife. Teller posed for this on the floor."
There's no doubt this is Penn’s playhouse and he has a passion for pink from his cars to his gym. And Penn’s got a music room that quickly converts to his very own movie theatre.
Our Magical Mystery Reporter is the first to admit he's just a big kid. He says, "It's a 12-year-old boy with a lot of money."
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This is the manic magic house that Penn built
By Marco R. della Cava, USA TODAY
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It's the house of a 12-year-old with a lot of money," says Penn Jillette of his decorating taste. |
Penn Jillette: The New Howard Hughes.
That's the message to trick-or-treaters as they come upon the desert lair of magician and writer Penn Jillette. Inside are sights so outrageous as to leave libertines breathless with glee and the moralistic begging for CPR.
Sitting on 12 hardscrabble acres, the sprawling 6,000-square-foot playpen — nicknamed The Slammer by Jillette, the larger half of the Penn & Teller duo — is stocked with erotic art, freak-show collectibles and a ubiquitous logo that spells out "No God."
And did we mention the bondage room off the master suite?
"It's the house of a 12-year-old with a lot of money," deadpans Jillette.
But that's far too facile, like calling Einstein a foreign nerd with a few wacky ideas. In fact, 6-foot-6 Jillette, 49, who along with the mono-named Teller has made a lucrative career of combining magic with the macabre, is a lumbering contradiction:
• Hard-core atheist, but also a talented bass player who worships the power of bebop.
• Loves having his place stuffed with raucous friends but has never once lost himself in drugs or alcohol.
• Partial to art that borders on the pornographic, and yet his prized possession is a shelf-buckling 20-volume Oxford English Dictionary that comes in handy for writing New York Times op-ed pieces and novels such as Sock.
In short: He's a demented genius, the love child of the Marquis de Sade and a Jeopardy! champ.
"This is where I spend 80% of my time," says Jillette, inside a computer-centric office crammed with personal effects.
On the wall is a Three Stooges photo ("I love this because they're actually all so relaxed in it," says Jillette) next to a shot of a smiling elderly woman, his late mother. ("I'm a real momma's boy," he adds.)
There's a stand-up bass next to some jazz sheet music, a functioning urinal and poster featuring The Amazing Randi, the famed debunker and Jillette's hero.
He gazes into the hazy distance.
"I used to be able to see the (Las Vegas) Strip from here, before the city got totally built up," he says.
The magician and his silent partner — the one-named Teller lives a mile away in an expansive modernist retreat built into a mountainside — moved to Las Vegas a decade ago, after a hit run on Broadway led to a steady gig at this city's Rio All-Suite Hotel & Casino. Jillette quickly found a small house on the edge of town and immediately bought up a dozen surrounding acres.
"I told a friend, 'I just want some space so some neighborhood wacko doesn't get mad and get up in my face,' " says Jillette. "And my friend says, 'Ah, you are the neighborhood wacko.' "
Cue a proud grin.
Jillette commissioned another buddy, Colin Summers, then fresh out of architecture school, to design a house around the original 1978 A-frame. "He got a dream job right out of school, and I got someone who really knew me," says Jillette, adding that Summers lived on-site for nine months for inspiration.
The house remains a work in progress. A new garage is going up to house his three "stripper pink"-colored Minis, and there are plans to demolish the old A-frame section entirely.
As it stands today, The Slammer is a surreal Cubist vision in concrete, stucco and steel. Jillette's aforementioned office sits in a silo-like structure, from which radiate two wings that look like a jumble of multicolored boxes.
Inside, there are enough fascinating and odd touches to fill this entire newspaper. Scanning some of the headlines:
• Guests Line Up for Mug Shots. All visitors must stand against a height chart worthy of a police station and have their digital picture taken. (It's right next to the foyer's prison-issue, stainless-steel bathroom.) The photo shoots over to a lobby computer, which constantly cycles through the 3,000-plus visitors so far, some of them topless.
• Penn Jillette: The New Howard Hughes. The artist gleefully says he never has to leave his sprawling compound, which includes a gym, a beanbag-chair-filled home theater and a state-of-the-art recording studio. "Friends come out for weeks at a time, to write, relax, whatever," he says. "I still love New York, and they bring a bit of the city here to me."
OK, OK, we're getting there.
To the bondage room, Robin. Just off Jillette's leopard-themed bedroom (which he shares with his privacy-preferring girlfriend) is a mirrored walk-in closet whose centerpiece is a harness suspended from the ceiling. There are some whips, and a few restraints and a one-way mirror to check for intruders.
"Actually," he adds, "there are a few rooms here I really can't show you at all."
Is he serious? Who knows. But this is a man who shows off jars of "pickled fetuses" bought from an old freak show, though Jillette staffers later insisted they aren't real.
Moving right along and into the blessed sunshine. In the multicolored Astroturf backyard, Jillette points to a koi pond shaped like a goldfish cracker. ("We scanned a cracker, so it's one specific goldfish treat," he says with pride.)
That's next to an 80-foot lap pool, which is near a hot tub. This spa has one strange feature and ... here we go again. Look carefully and you see one water jet is located very close to where someone would sit down.
At the moment, anyone leaving Jillette's pad on sensory overload is free to scurry off into the desert to nurse their emotional wounds. But that won't last long. Jillette escorts a visitor out to his property's driveway, where a chain-link fence will soon be joined by two large gates, forming a box.
What gives? "Every car that pulls up will get let through the first gate, but then it'll be held there between the two shut gates. And that's when we'll have gigantic floodlights blast the car, like something out of CSI." A basso giggle. "Should be pretty funny.
Know who and what is talking then you will know
who and what they are talking about. They don't call their show "Bullshit" for
nothing. But of course, nothing is real. It's all just a game. Magicians who practice black
magic are just powerless clowns who dress up in devil costumes to amuse us. Though I wonder
why Penn Jillette never trashed the Satanists or Luciferians with his Bullshit show? Here
is a direct quote from (season 1, episode 5 "End of The World.") At the end
of the episode Penn Jillette says, "I've
got to say, that if I believed there was an Antichrist, I'd do my darndest to find out
who he was, and I'd be his partner. There's no sense fighting the Word of God."
After watching 39 episodes (the first three seasons) of Bullshit, do I have any advice for Penn Jillette? Sure I do. However, I reserve the
right to not comment on that at this time. Maybe next lifetime.
Marcus E. Lee
October 22, 2006
