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Old 04-30-2005, 06:16 PM
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Property of the State: Public Indoctrination Centers for Babies at Birth
Infowars.com | April 29, 2005
On NPR a couple of weeks ago and they were talking about how moms in France have it so great because there is free child care available to their children from birth.
Shanny Peer, Ph.D. of the French-American Foundation reports, in her "French Early Childhood Education" presentation that "there are various forms of subsidized care for children under three, including licensed day care centers called creches."
Now, we've run across this article today on how Manitoba is joining Ottawa's national child-care program. It looks like the globalists' plan to break and up and destroy the family is being ramped up, with the public indoctrination centers in countries like France and Canada available for children at birth.
Moms can go back to work (and away from their babies) right away, worry free, feeling secure in the fact that the State has got a hold of their little ones from the very beginning, most impressionable part of their lives. After all, the State loves children and has their best interests in mind.
With all the propaganda of the wonders of State Child-Care currently in circulation, we are sure to hear of a push for our own loving Federal program.
This smacks so loudly of Huxley's Brave New World that we had to include the following excerpt, giving you an idea of what such indoctrination centers at their worst might be like.
From Aldous Huxley's Brave New World:
"The Director opened a door. They were in a large bare room, very bright and sunny; for the whole of the southern wall was a single window. Half a dozen nurses, trousered and jacketed in the regulation white viscose-linen uniform, their hair aseptically hidden under white caps, were engaged in setting out bowls of roses in a long row across the floor. Big bowls, packed tight with blossom. Thousands of petals, ripe-blown and silkily smooth, like the cheeks of innumerable little cherubs, but of cherubs, in that bright light, not exclusively pink and Aryan, but also luminously Chinese, also Mexican, also apoplectic with too much blowing of celestial trumpets, also pale as death, pale with the posthumous whiteness of marble.
The nurses stiffened to attention as the D.H.C. came in.
"Set out the books," he said curtly.
In silence the nurses obeyed his command. Between the rose bowls the books were duly set out – a row of nursery quartos opened invitingly each at some gaily coloured image of beast or fish or bird.
"Now bring in the children."
They hurried out of the room and returned in a minute or two, each pushing a kind of tall dumb-waiter laden, on all its four wire-netted shelves, with eight-month-old babies, all exactly alike (a Bokanovsky Group, it was evident) and all (since their caste was Delta) dressed in khaki.
"Put them down on the floor."
The infants were unloaded.
"Now turn them so that they can see the flowers and books."
Turned, the babies at once fell silent, then began to crawl towards those clusters of sleek colours, those shapes so gay and brilliant on the white pages. As they approached, the sun came out of a momentary eclipse behind a cloud. The roses flamed up as though with a sudden passion from within; a new and profound significance seemed to suffuse the shining pages of the books. From the ranks of the crawling babies came little squeals of excitement, gurgles and twitterings of pleasure.
The Director rubbed his hands. "Excellent!" he said. "It might almost have been done on purpose."
The swiftest crawlers were already at their goal. Small hands reached out uncertainly, touched, grasped, unpetaling the transfigured roses, crumpling the illuminated pages of the books. The Director waited until all were happily busy. Then, "Watch carefully," he said. And, lifting his hand, he gave the signal.
The Head Nurse, who was standing by a switchboard at the other end of the room, pressed down a little lever.
There was a violent explosion. Shriller and ever shriller, a siren shrieked. Alarm bells maddeningly sounded.
The children started, screamed; their faces were distorted with terror.
"And now," the Director shouted (for the noise was deafening), "now we proceed to rub in the lesson with a mild electric shock."
He waved his hand again, and the Head Nurse pressed a second lever. The screaming of the babies suddenly changed its tone. There was something desperate, almost insane, about the sharp spasmodic yelps to which they now gave utterance. Their little bodies twitched and stiffened; their limbs moved jerkily as if to the tug of unseen wires.
"We can electrify that whole strip of floor," bawled the Director in explanation. "But that's enough," he signalled to the nurse.
The explosions ceased, the bells stopped ringing, the shriek of the siren died down from tone to tone into silence. The stiffly twitching bodies relaxed, and what had become the sob and yelp of infant maniacs broadened out once more into a normal howl of ordinary terror.
"Offer them the flowers and the books again."
The nurses obeyed; but at the approach of the roses, at the mere sight of those gaily-coloured images of pussy and cock-a-doodle-doo and baa-baa black sheep, the infants shrank away in horror, the volume of their howling suddenly increased.
"Observe," said the Director triumphantly, "observe."
Books and loud noises, flowers and electric shocks – already in the infant mind these couples were compromisingly linked; and after two hundred repetitions of the same or a similar lesson would be wedded indissolubly. What man has joined, nature is powerless to put asunder.
"They'll grow up with what the psychologists used to call an 'instinctive' hatred of books and flowers. Reflexes unalterably conditioned. They'll be safe from books and botany all their lives." The Director turned to his nurses. "Take them away again.

Manitoba joins Ottawa's child-care plan
CBC News | Friday, April 29, 2005
WINNIPEG - Ottawa and Manitoba signed an agreement for a national child-care program Friday, the first deal of its kind in the country.
Prime Minister Paul Martin announced the deal during a campaign-style stop in Winnipeg. He's expected to make another child-care deal announcement in Saskatchewan later in the day.
"A national child-care program is one of the cornerstones of our commitment to Canadians," said Martin. "This will give children a tangible head start, and set them on the path to lifelong achievement."
Manitoba is to get $26 million from Ottawa to pay for day-care programs and Saskatchewan will get $22 million – provided a federal election doesn't interfere first.
Under the deal, Manitoba will add 5,000 new child-care spaces, increase wages for workers in the industry, expand the nursery school program and train more early childhood educators.
The child-care program was a key part of the Liberal election platform last year, and Social Development Minister Ken Dryden had hoped to persuade all 10 provinces and the three territories to sign one agreement to set a new national standard for child care.
Ontario is expected to sign a separate agreement for funding worth $280 million within a few days, but Dryden has run into opposition from Quebec and Alberta, which want to be able to choose how to spend their share of the money.
The federal government has set aside $700 million this year and $5 billion over five years for the child-care program.
But the money cannot be used until the House of Commons passes the federal budget. And that might not happen if Conservatives and the Bloc Québécois are able to bring down the minority government first.
Manitoba Premier Gary Doer said his government has pushed hard to take the lead on child care. "We were ready to go in November, before all that stuff happened in Ottawa."
But Pat Wege of the Manitoba Child Care Association is worried that children may never see the money. "Until the budget is passed, Manitoba doesn't get a dime," she said, "so that means all those parents who are on waiting lists are going to keep waiting."

I swear, the future looks so incredibly bright! :-P

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