The moderators of the livestream Occupy channels are laying down some strict regulations of what we can and cannot discuss. Since everything is interrelated, to block entire realms of discussion is ignoring the elephants in the room while freaking out about the mouse.

For starters, the moderators are banning posting links during live feeds while trying to get livestream up 24/7, meaning no links ever!

Solely targeting the Fed and banks and corporations is like denting the passenger side of the car. Meanwhile the driver’s side is getting smashed worse by inadequate education, competition, egotism, homogenization, and separatism, while being front ended by bad medicine, dangerous media, and of course organized religion. Then comes the rear end collision by those not paying attention.

Until we address every facet of society at once from both bottom up and top down approaches, we don’t stand a chance to improve the human condition.

For example, Ron Paul wants to eliminate the Department of Education. While he makes a valid point that it’s doing more harm than good, leaving school districts to decide their own standards is the worst possible thing we could do to the kids. We’d end up with some schools — such as my hometown of Bainbridge Island — using the latest in advanced technology and churning out top notch students, while at the same time other school districts falling back into the Dark Ages where science and history and free will is replaced by dogmatic adherence to the whims of authority figures.

Some would insist reality is a constant: it’s real or it’s not. Unfortunately, what is very real to some people (i.e., the most educated) is considered crazy by the least educated. The opposite is true as well where the least educated live in a reality defined by what the authority figures told them to believe depsite evidence proving otherwise.

How much one thinks they know is inversely related to how much they actually know; that is, the smartest people realize how much more there is to learn while the dumbest people think they know everything. Being raised in a box, all we know is the box.

Taking the Occupy the Planet protests, for instance, while the emphasis is on taking over public spaces and pushing the limits of the law, sitting around in a park all day every day is not very productive. A hundred people for 40 days is less effective than 40,000 people in one day.

I’ve taken my protests to the Internet through my websites and posting to facebook.com/WhiteHouse with the intent of bringing information to the public that isn’t included in their version of reality. For example, remote-controlled cynbernetic animals have been around since the 1960s, cloning is a century old, and governments are never on our side no matter how much we pray that they are.

To that extent, my research has changed history on several occasions. When the Roslin Institute announced in March 1996 that they had cloned an adult animal, the news refused to cover it. At the time I was aware of the 1993 report of humans having been cloned, so I was more than a bit curious. Then one day in 1996, I had a dream of being in class and the homework assignment was to write a paper on either cloning or brain implants… so I chose both, and spent weeks at the library researching the history of experimental embryology and finding what I could on brain computer machines.

In February 1997 I reached a good stopping point and mailed a copy of my research to local Seattle activists. A few days later I found myself sitting across the dinner table from someone in the Defense Department mentioning his reassignment to Woods Hole where the original American cloning experiments took place. He let me tell him about what I knew of cloning and was worried if news got out people might panic. I assured him it best come from recognized news sources to spur legislation and debate, and when I went to the store the next morning, Dolly the sheep was on most every front page. Now while he let me tell him about cloning, he refused to listen to what I knew about brain implants, but eventually Wikipedia credited my paper as the basis for their article on the subject.

My crowning achievement to date has got to be the result of a phone call I made in March 2006 while starting my book to commemorate the 10 year anniversary of burning my cover by going public with personal information I knew about corrupt government officials. Little did I know at the time in 1996 that former CIA Director William Colby who tried to expose “the family jewels” (abruptly replaced by George HW Bush as director) would turn up dead just days after I filed my first sworn statement to the FBI. In 2006, I asked the FBI for an official statement as to why they weren’t reporting missing children statistics, and after providing my credentials, I gave them one week before I’d look into it again before going to the activist community with my concerns. By week’s end, the Justice Department finally released the numbers, 16 years after the 1990 Child Protection Act mandated it.

Little did I realize way back when, when I was receiving awards for Government and Student Leadership by being a Vigilant Citizen that the mindset I adopted as far back as getting kicked out of Sunday School would get me as far as it has. Questioning Authority is my standard, and I’m my own worst critic. Playing Dumb has gone a long way as well. While I will often know the answer to a question, I will ask the question to vet out a response. I’m more interested in the psychology of the interaction rather than just the information.

The old saying, “Sticks and stones my break my bones but words will never hurt me” is so far from the truth these days, it’s frightening. A whispered word — or even a look — can lead to an explosion of hostility. It’s a fascinating phenomenon of the human psyche. People will make absolute fools of themselves because they simply think every thought in their head is their own and correct and worth its weight in gold. Again, this is inversely related to actual value. Like diamonds, worth is perceived by how pretty it is rather than anything substantial.

I should probably get off my soapbox now, but before I go, I want to leave you with my personal mantra: Even the smallest drop in the bucket makes a wave.